Platinum Throne

The city is called Dunland, and most dwarf cities start with the letter D.As the dwarven royal city, one of the satellite cities of Turin, the prosperity here far exceeds any dwarf city that Caroline and Norma have seen along the way.It deserves to be number one in the Western Continent. Of course, it is said that Turin, the dwarven king's city, is more prosperous, and it is not much worse than the human kingdoms in the Eastern Continent and the Middle Continent.

The whole body of the city presents a kind of earthy yellow. The raw materials used in the construction of the city come from the huge cliffs against which the whole city is backed. From a distance, the heights are well-proportioned, coupled with the thick and thin architectural style of the dwarves, it is very unique. Ornamental.

Caroline and Norma walked the streets of the city and found that there were as many taverns on the roadside as blacksmith shops.Caroline walked around the main street and finally settled on a blacksmith shop.Norma has been following Caroline. When Caroline walked into the blacksmith shop, she raised her head slightly and saw a crooked board hanging in the blacksmith shop, made of iron, shaking in the wind. , seems to be quite old.On the iron plate was written Bronzebeard Blacksmith's, a typical dwarven name, which was indistinguishable from other blacksmiths on the street.

Is it the eyeliner placed here by the Platinum Tower, or is it the insider placed here by the Holly Principality?

While thinking, Norma followed Caroline into the Bronzebeard blacksmith shop.

Compared with blacksmith shops in other places, there is not much difference between this blacksmith shop.Two shirtless dwarf apprentices were thumping the iron block on the anvil vigorously.And a bearded dwarf, while pulling the bellows vigorously, yelled at his two apprentices. After noticing the ringing of the doorbell, the bearded dwarf turned his head.

"Hey! Guests, welcome light..." With a final sound, the dwarf swallowed.He looked impatiently at the two humans in front of him, and said in a loud voice unique to dwarves: "No weapons, no armor, they are all ordered! You are late, our order has been placed two years later gone."

Caroline smiled when she heard the words, she was a typical beauty, no matter where she went, people would look at her appearance and give her some benefits.

But the dwarf just glanced at her, and then frowned: "What are you laughing at? There's not even a beard on his face, it's so ugly!"

Caroline's complexion immediately sank, and she was deflated in appearance for the first time.She suddenly thought of something, and immediately turned her head, and she saw the smile on her mentor's face before she could retreat.

"..." The young woman looked at her eyes full of resentment, as if she was looking at a heartbroken person.

Norma suppressed her smile, and gently tugged at her sleeves, just like Caroline always did to herself.Caroline was soothed by this behavior, and turned her head to look at the dwarf again.

"I have some news for you."

After discovering the impatience that appeared in the dwarf's moment, a shining magic spar jumped out, and the dwarf's face changed immediately.

With a smile on his face, he put down his hands, which were full of oil stains, and he wiped them on his apron indifferently, so there were two more faint black palm prints on the already black apron.

Norma took a step back subconsciously, while Caroline was still standing there, as if she hadn't seen the dwarf's behavior.Norma saw that the smile on the dwarf's face became more real, she thought for a while, and took another step forward to return to where she was standing just now.

"If you ask anything, let me tell you first. I'm not a place to inquire about information. I don't know the answers to some questions, but I won't return the magic spar to you."

"Of course." Caroline shrugged, "This is the rule, I understand."

The dwarf showed a smile, his facial features were squeezed into the beard, and it was not clear, but rather ferocious.

"How many blacksmith shops of your size are there?"

"Are you asking about Dunland? The ones of my size are small, with about 500, and the medium-sized ones are 100. As for the large teams of more than 20 people, with master blacksmiths, there are only three in the entire Dunland. .”

"What about the output?" Caroline showed a thoughtful face, and then asked the second question.

This time the dwarf didn't answer her directly. He looked at Caroline and said in silence for a moment, "This is a secret of the dwarf empire. I shouldn't have said it..."

Before the voice of this sentence fell, Caroline threw a whole bag of flint to the dwarf.The dwarf took it with agility and agility that didn't match his height. He pulled the belt around the mouth and looked in by the firelight.

"This is really a big deal..." The dwarf murmured a few words, and she looked up at Caroline, "You also have to swear to the gods you believe in that nothing I say will be used to harm you in the future. on matters of interest to the Dwarven Empire."

"As you wish." Caroline replied immediately, indicating that the dwarf could continue.

"I simply doubt that you are an unbelievers." The dwarf muttered, while neatly putting away the little belt, hung it firmly on his belt, and stretched out his hand to pat it contentedly.After confirming that this wealth was not an illusion, the dwarf stroked his beard and continued.

"A mature craftsman can make 300 standard weapons a day. However, it is limited by transportation capacity and iron ore smelting technology. One month, less than [-] weapons can be delivered in a month."

"Is this also true for masters?" Caroline was obviously dissatisfied, and her lover's answer seemed a bit perfunctory.

"Hey, young man, the so-called master has an excellent talent in making high-end, rare weapons and armor, not something produced by an assembly line like this. It has no soul, do you understand? Soul !"

Caroline shrugged her shoulders. For such a stubborn character, she always had a politician's insensitivity, whether it was a dwarven craftsman or a royal artist.

"Then one last question." Caroline paused, looking around the humble blacksmith shop.It was found that several large boxes were packed around, and the boxes were nailed full of planks, obviously already loaded.In the nearest box, there were a few standard long swords sparsely placed, and they were opened wide open, seemingly unobtrusive.

"Dwarves are good at weapons like hammers and maces. Not like that." Norma's gentle but firm voice came into Caroline's mind.Obviously she already understood what her little apprentice wanted to ask, and what she wanted to know.

Caroline finally showed the most sincere smile since she entered the blacksmith shop. She didn't turn around, and she didn't send a voice transmission from her mind. She just quietly stretched her hands back, palms up, as if expecting something.

Just as she expected, the next moment, an equally warm hand was placed in her palm.

Ah... my mentor.

Caroline pursed her lips and smiled quietly.She lowered her head and saw the dwarf looking at her suspiciously, turning her head around, as if she wanted to see what was behind her.

"This is not what you should read. Please answer my question." Caroline blocked Norma with a strong possessiveness, and her voice sank, with a bit of majesty from a superior.

The dwarf inexplicably felt a little embarrassed, so he touched his nose, and then he began to speak: "Little girl, I can't answer this question for you. This is related to the secret of the business. I can only say that recently, the entire Dunlander , No, the business of the entire Gaoyan Empire is very good, enough to wait until three years later."

Caroline got the answer she wanted, she just thought about it for a while, and then thanked the dwarf politely and distantly.The dwarf was not impressed by this aristocratic politeness. He waved his hand and weighed the small belt on his belt again: "We are clear."

The two left the dwarf's blacksmith shop, and this time the dwarf finally saw the woman behind Caroline.This is a very ordinary figure, there is nothing worth remembering, so he turned his head disinterestedly and left this small business behind.

Fine wine, flame hammer, is their ultimate pursuit.As for the rest, who cares?Who cares?

The two walked on the streets of Dunland again, but the leisure before had gradually dissipated.Instead, what weighed on my heart was a heavy heaviness.

After walking like this for a few minutes, Norma took Caroline's hand.Caroline loosened her brows that were unconsciously tightened, turned to look at her mentor, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Don't think too much, go and see your brother Wang first. If you are particularly troubled, you can beat him up to relieve pressure."

Such natural words came out of Norma's mouth, making Caroline a little dull.She immediately smiled a little, and looked at the expressionless old mage in front of her, with a sudden realization in her voice: "So you still remember, remember that I don't have a good relationship with them."

Norma turned her head away and didn't speak.In fact, she couldn't remember exactly what the Holly Principality looked like, and she didn't quite remember what Caroline's elder brother looked like.It's just that in her memory, she can still think of Caroline, the Caroline in her childhood.

A human cub.