lord and his dragon

Hammer closed his mouth after he finished speaking, with a stubborn look that I would not be deceived by you, but in fact he was very entangled in his heart.

Logically speaking, human beings should be liars, but the human being in front of him is telling the truth about their dwarves. He really can't help but want to believe the other party...

The dwarf's mind is really easy to understand, Negrim knew it at a glance, immediately pretended to be sad, sighed and said: "Oh, there is nothing you can do if you don't want to believe me, but I I really thought that you dwarves are powerful, so I ran all the way into the marginal forest to find you."

Iron Hammer was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually running towards their dwarves, so he couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Negrim shook his head, and said sadly: "Since you don't believe me, then I don't need to tell you about it. I will leave the forest after tonight."

The dwarves are straightforward, never have they ever seen such a person who only half-spoken and stopped talking, they would definitely be furious on the spot if they changed someone they didn't like, but just now Nigrim praised them, they are very grateful Graham no longer has any hostility, and even has a little affection for him.

It was this kind of goodwill that made them scratch their heads with curiosity about Negrim's purpose, but they couldn't get angry, and they felt uncomfortable all over. In addition, Negrim also said that he would leave here tomorrow, even more so. The dwarves were anxious, and immediately a dwarf yelled at the hammer: "What are you talking about! That human is obviously telling the truth, I believe him! Don't go, tell us what you are here for!"

The other dwarves chimed in and yelled at the hammer until they thought they were wrong, blushed, and said to Negrim in a rough voice: "I didn't say that I don't believe you, how can you be so easy for a human being?" Give up! Tell us what you are here for!"

Seeing this, Negrim asked hesitantly, "Really?"

The dwarves echoed high and low: "Really, we believe in you!"

A smile appeared on Negrim's face. He waved at Abel and Weiss, and said, "Since the dwarves are willing to trust me, I will treat them as friends. Let's untie them."

The dwarves were all taken aback at this moment, before they realized that they were still tied up, but Negrim had already untied them on his own initiative, and said so affectionately that he regarded them as friends, the dwarves had no chance of attacking immediately, but They thought they were tolerant and magnanimous, and they really thought that Negrim could be a friend, and they didn't plan to have another attack. They waited obediently for Abel and Weiss to come up, and cut the ropes on them one by one.

Negrim greeted the seven freed dwarves with a smile, "Come and sit by my side, it's cold, and we've been trying for a long time to start this fire!"

Of course, the dwarves had been staring at the bonfire for a long time, and they were eager to sit there, but when they heard the second part of Negrim's words, the dwarves remembered the curse on themselves, They all stopped.

They looked at each other, and they all knew why it took so long for Negrim to light the fire, and they stopped going to the fire immediately, but huddled together and walked away from Negrim. Sitting down far away, he said weakly: "We are not cold, you can bake..."

"Yes... we'll just sit like this."

The dwarves said so, but stretched their necks one by one, and looked at the fire with longing eyes. The look of their eyes made this group of sloppy, bearded potato-like dwarves It also looks pitiful.

But Negrim didn't forget that the solution these dwarves came up with to solve the curse was to invade the other three races. He fiddled with the firewood, and the flame trembled violently, scaring the seven dwarves into panic again. He shrank his neck back, for fear that the fire would be extinguished because he was too close.

Negrim pretended not to see their reaction, and said with a three-point apology: "I'm really sorry, because the border forest is too dangerous, and I'm afraid that you will not welcome us like the other three races, so I just decided to give you a chance. I got rough on you when we met, but the rumors are true, the dwarves are broad-minded, and don’t care about others’ offenses easily, and you are even willing to believe me and be friends with me, thank you very much.”

When the dwarves heard this, in order to show their magnanimity, they said one after another: "What's the matter, it's all a misunderstanding, I don't blame you, I don't blame you."

Some were even more silly, and even patted their chests and said: "It's okay, I don't care, if you are still afraid, you can continue to tie me up and talk!"

Seeing this, Negrim smiled and said, "Since we are all friends, I won't hide it from you. I am a businessman from the human world outside. I ventured into the marginal forest to do business with you dwarves. "

The dwarves were taken aback when they heard the words, and said, "Business?"

In fact, the dwarves have also made some deals with the orcs, exchanging weapons and armor for some fresh meat or asking the orcs to cut down trees for them, but this is the first time they have traded with humans. They feel that they can trust Negrim psychologically. , but the vigilance against human beings formed over the years told them that human businessmen are the most cunning, and when they get entangled, they don't know what to do.

Negrim was not in a hurry when he saw this, but said considerately: "I know that humans have a bad reputation in the marginal forest, so I can tell you what I plan to exchange with you first, and you can listen to it later." Let's make a decision."

The dwarves have dealt with most of the grumpy fellows over the years. When they heard Negrim's words, they all thought that he was really a talkative human being. Wherever they resisted, they nodded repeatedly and told him to talk.

Negrim said slowly: "Actually, I am in the wine business."

When the dwarves heard the opening sentence, their eyes lit up and they shouted in confusion, "You sell wine?!"

"Wine! There is wine!"

"I want to buy I want to buy!"

"Sell it to me! I'll give you whatever you want!"

Wine and forging are the love of the dwarves. After they couldn't get close to the fire, wine became the only pillar in the life of the dwarves. In addition, they had no wine for a few days. When they heard the news of the wine, they all suppressed it completely. I couldn't help the excitement in my heart, I even forgot the curse on my body, and ran towards Negrim even after scrambling, only to walk two steps, the bonfire in front of the three of Negrim "poof" went out with a bang.

In the darkness, some dwarf stumbled and fell, and the seven of them rolled into a ball and stopped screaming.

Although Negrim had imagined the reaction of the dwarves long ago, he didn't expect them to be so excited. He was so startled by their actions that he hid in Abel's arms, and then he separated from the other party again and took a break. , then pretended to be strange in the dark and said: "Why did the fire go out again?"

Seeing this, Weiss said very cooperatively: "I don't know, and I don't feel the wind either."

Wherever the dwarves dared to make a sound, they all sneaked back again. By the time Weiss lit the bonfire again, the dwarves were already sitting farther away than before, watching them shyly.

Negrim pretended not to notice their movements, and grumbled strangely, then smiled at the dwarves: "Don't worry, I'm here to sell wine, you can listen to me."

Although the dwarves really wanted to drink now, they didn't dare to rush forward rashly. They could only nod their heads, hoping that Negrim could speak quickly.

Negrim said: "I want to exchange wine for the weapons and armor you forge. How about three carts of wine for one weapon or one set of armor?"

This is a relatively fair bid in the human world. Even if it is converted into gold coins, Negrim will still lose some money, but if the weapons and armor are made by dwarves, then Negrim will earn too much. If you change hands casually, a weapon is worth at least thirty carts of wine!But the dwarves were completely unaware that they had been cheated. They even felt that Negrim had suffered a big loss. That was three carts of wine, not three barrels!Enough for them to drink for half a year!You must know that when they make deals with the orcs, a weapon is just for the orcs to help them do a day's work!

When the dwarves heard the price, they all went crazy and nodded desperately: "No problem, no problem!"

Others immediately began to pick off the armor on their bodies, regardless of whether their physiques fit or not, they just yelled, "I want to buy it! I want it now!"

Seeing their positive looks, Negrim showed a smile on his face, and said, "You guys think the price is a good deal, but this is my first time here, and I didn't bring too much wine, maybe Let’s change to three sets of armor, but don’t worry, when I go back and gain experience, I will continue to send wine over. We can cooperate for a long time. In the future, I will provide the materials you want, and you will build suitable ones for me. armor and weapons."

After hearing what he said, the dwarves felt as if they had been poured cold water on their heads. If they were in the past, they would definitely be very willing to do business with Negrim, but now they can no longer forge weapons at all. They are stored in the warehouse. Most of those equipments are only suitable for dwarves, and the dwarf who took off half of the armor also realized something, holding the iron piece in his hand, and put it back on his body sadly and sadly.

The noisy dwarves suddenly fell silent. Of course Negrim knew the reason, but he pretended not to understand and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The grief in the hearts of the dwarves was almost overflowing, and they couldn't tell the truth to Negrim. They wanted to smash something on the spot to vent their suppressed emotions, and because they had listened to Negrim's good words before. Unable to act because of face, each of them was almost autistic.

Negrim said calmly, "Don't keep talking, we are already friends, just tell us if there is any situation, we can work out a solution together."

There was indeed a dwarf who wanted to tell Negrim everything, but the relatively calm hammer stopped him. After a long time, he said to Negrim in a deep voice: "We may not be able to do business with you for the time being. .”

Negrim blinked and said, "Why?"

Iron Hammer's mouth was tightly shut, refusing to speak.

Negrim could only sigh, and said, "Is there any chance in the future?"

Iron Hammer glanced at him, still eager to exchange drinks with the other party. He felt that according to the Dragon Book, as long as they occupy the entire marginal forest and drive out all other races, there is actually a chance. It's not that there is no chance to do business with the other party if there is a way to regain the fire, but then I don't know how many years later, what if something happens?

Dwarfs don't like to lie, and they don't like to make promises that they can't keep. Hammer himself was not sure, so he had no choice but to refuse, "Not now, you can wait a few years and come back."

Negrim looked very disappointed, he said: "But this business is really important to me now, can you take me to meet the leader of the dwarves? Maybe he is willing to talk to me again. .”

The dwarves were taken aback when they heard this, and then looked at each other.

The dwarf king is not something humans can meet casually, and more importantly, the dwarf king has a bad temper, which has been especially evident recently. If he doesn't like this human, he will probably kill him.

When Negrim saw their expressions, he knew that the group of dwarves had no intention of taking the bait, so he immediately sighed sadly and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, my request was too abrupt, and humans have such a bad reputation. , The dwarf king is such a powerful dwarf, how can I have the right to meet him? Let’s forget it.”

The dwarves have never seen such a way of retreating to advance, and they all feel that a good human being like Negrim is too demeaning. He is definitely qualified to meet the dwarf king, but seeing the dwarf king is indeed too dangerous. I am very worried about the safety of this human being. It is so difficult to find a good guy among human beings. It is even more difficult than playing the most desirable weapon. Maybe I will sell them wine in the future. I can’t just die like this, so I still die in the end. He suffocated, and no one let go.

Negrim didn't expect that he would fail because the dwarves liked him too much, but he wasn't unprepared, so although he was surprised, he wasn't helpless, but he still looked sad.

In fact, he wasn't the only one who behaved like this. The dwarves who rejected Negrim and waved goodbye to their favorite wine were even more genuinely frustrated.

Negrim looked at them for a while, and saw that the dwarves were really depressed, so he thought for a while and said: "Anyway, the business can't be done, and it's very laborious to bring these wines in, and I'm too lazy to take them out, why don't we Shall we drink them together now?"

The dwarves were stunned when they heard this, and then they immediately cheered up and shouted: "Is it okay?!"

Negrim nodded and said, "Of course."

The dwarf who was anxious to take off his armor before said guiltyly: "But we have nothing to exchange with you."

Negrim smiled at them and said, "Of course, you have given me trust and friendship. These are the most precious treasures in the world."

The dwarves have heard all kinds of rude curses since they were young. Wherever they heard such beautiful words, they suddenly felt that what Negrim said was so reasonable. The sound of molten iron is even better!Everyone was so moved!

Seeing this, Negrim said to Weiss and Abel, "Go and get all the wine out."

Abel took a deep look at Negrim, got up and went. Weiss was also amazed by Negrim's methods. He fell to the ground and tried hard to persuade: "Master, that's the wine we brought in after all the hard work! Linnai and Sigma both sacrificed because of it—"

Negrim: "..."

Tell people you're dead while he's not around, and tell Sigma later, whether he can beat you or not.

But Weiss has acted, and Negrim had no choice but to cooperate: "Stop talking, wine is for people to drink. If Linnai and Sigma knew my decision, they would definitely agree to use it. The wine I bought for my life commemorates my friendship with the dwarves!"

This newly added setting by Weiss is really full of loopholes, but the dwarves didn’t think so much, and they were all moved. After Abel and Weiss brought out the wine, the mood of the dwarves also changed from the previous ecstasy to prudence , did not waste it, but cherished every sip, and scooped up the wine that spilled on the beard and licked it clean.

Aside from the reckless decisions made by the dwarves, Nigrim doesn't actually dislike them. In fact, the four races in the forest all have their own cuteness, and Nigrim can always find something about himself. Satisfactory appreciation, he believes that after he unites these four races, they will become the strongest force in this territory.

Only then will Negrim be able to claim back everything that belongs to him.

Negrim couldn't drink much, but under the excited persuasion of the dwarves, he still drank a couple of sips, and then his cheeks flushed. After a while, he fell into Abel's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

The dwarves knew that Abel and Weiss were powerful, and they had a good impression of Negrim. Although they didn't show it on their faces, they admired them in their hearts, so they continued to drink with them.

The seven dwarves drank half a carload of wine, and then fell into a deep sleep. Abel and Wes drank the remaining half of the carload, and then lay down slightly drunk. The ground rolled into his arms, and he closed his eyes reassuringly until he was sure that no one could pass him and touch him.

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When the sun was bright the next day, a dwarf kicked the empty wine jug in his sleep. The clay jug spun around and knocked on another jug, making a soft sound, which made the dwarf feel dizzy. Suddenly opened his eyes, he turned over, hugged the other empty can beside him, and was about to continue to sleep, but he caught a glimpse of the object of their team—Ice Hammer, who was already awake and sitting in front of him. far away.

The dwarf yawned and gradually came to his senses. He got up, staggered and sat next to Hammer, hammered his head and asked, "Hammer, when shall we go back... let's go on?"

He originally wanted to talk back, but suddenly remembered that they were going to inquire about the information of the orcs, so he quickly changed his words in order to appear that he was not so indulged in having fun.

Hammer had a serious expression, his messy brows were drawn together, and he was staring straight at Negrim sleeping in Abel's arms.

He couldn't see clearly last night. After the sun came out, he realized that this human was really fair and clean. Although ordinary human beings were not pale compared to dwarves, the other party looked even paler than a newborn baby of the dwarves. Fragile.

Such a good human being, took great pains to transport the wine into the forest, treated them as friends, and invited them to drink the wine that took two lives...

Iron Hammer struggled for a long time, and finally made up his mind. He said, "Let's not go any further, let's take them back, shall we? Let this good human being go and talk business with the leader."

The dwarf was stunned when he heard Hammer's words, and said, "Are you crazy?!"

Iron Hammer looked at him angrily, and scolded: "You fool, doesn't he deserve to be seen by the leader!"

The dwarf got angry immediately, and shouted: "You are a fool! Such a good human being deserves to be seen by the leader, but what if the leader doesn't like him! He will kill him!"

The dwarf's voice was very loud, and when they started arguing, the other five dwarves who had been snoring all woke up with a "squeak" and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Iron Hammer didn't intend to change his mind at all, so he told his plan. Sure enough, the other dwarves had the same idea as the previous dwarf.

They all admired Negrim and didn't want him to die like this.

With a stern face, Tie Hammer looked at their faces one by one, and suddenly cursed: "You bunch of trash! Cowards!"

The other six dwarves immediately became impatient, so why did they scold them.

Iron Hammer said loudly: "You all heard, this business is very important to this good human being, and he even killed two companions for it, should we just watch him leave like this?!"

"He is my friend, I want to fulfill his wish, if the leader doesn't like him, I will take my hammer to protect him! Before I die, I will never let him die! I can do this, Can't you?!"

The dwarves were all stunned when they heard it, and then they immediately boiled over. They didn't think they were cowards, and of course they could protect their friends!Even if the enemy is the dwarf king, they are fearless!

Hammer shouted excitedly: "I am a brave dwarf!"

Then the dwarves shouted: "I am a brave dwarf!"

"I have nothing to fear!"

"I have nothing to fear!"

"I will protect my friends!"

"I will protect my friends!"

After the dwarves roared and vented their emotions, they all calmed down. Iron Hammer looked back at the three people who were still sleeping on the ground, and said cautiously: "Let's keep our voices down so we don't wake them up."

The other dwarves nodded.

Iron Hammer smiled deeply, and said: "Take this decision as a surprise for now, let's go, let's find food for them, and tell them when we eat later, they will definitely be very happy!"

The dwarves all thought the idea was brilliant, so they all tiptoed away after the hammer.

half an hour.

Abel: "..."

Weiss: "..."

Weiss: "Why doesn't Alba open his eyes?"

Abel looked at the situation in Negrim, and gasped suddenly: "Their voices were so loud that they stunned the master!"

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