The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

There is a secret door in the Livington General Store that leads to the underground cave area. The Iron Hand Gnome, who has not been seen for a while, is making a new start in the river bank cave. The master blacksmith Gilderoy obviously had a close relationship with the Iron Hand clan. He recognized that the fine gold heavy armor on Linde had the craftsmanship style of the Iron Hand clan, so he pulled him to chat.

After learning that Lind was the savior of the Iron Hand clan, Gilderoy's attitude immediately became much warmer.

Of course, he himself still hid it and refused to say it openly.

Linde did not hesitate and asked directly: "Master, do you have any dealings with the Iron Hand clan?"

"It's nothing." Gilderoy flatly denied it, but he was soon confused by Linde's very convincing [Friendship Skill], so he still let out some words, "Well, the Iron Hand Dwarf was driven out by the Gond believers. My grandfather had dealings with them in front of Baldur's Gate, and up to my generation, we also maintained intermittent correspondence with them. Yes, correspondence, that's all."

Linde did not delve into the blacksmith's attempt to conceal his words, but was interested in another information point in the conversation, "Oh? Were the Iron Hand clan originally from the city? What happened that led to their expulsion?"

"Well..." Gilderoy looked Linde up and down, "Young man, you are not from here, are you?"

"I run a drug store in Waterdeep."

"A paladin who sells medicine? Well, it's okay. Why don't you make a living? You're young and you're from out of town. You probably haven't heard of that old story."

The blacksmith's soot-stained face grinned with white teeth, and he hissed and sighed. After thinking for a while, he said: "Almost a little more than a century ago, a very powerful figure appeared in Baldur's Gate - Sand Ravok Ankif, who is said to be a descendant of Baal, plotted to overthrow the city. The Iron Hand clan chose to cooperate with him. When Sarevok's evil face was exposed and defeated by a group of adventurers, the Iron Hand dwarf It was liquidated by the city.”

Lind smiled: "I have heard of it. Moreover, the legendary Druid Jaheira who was among the group of adventurers a hundred years ago is now working with me to defend the Sword Coast."

"Is there such a thing?" The blacksmith looked serious, "Tell me, have you seen those steel guards on the street?"

"We just arrived in Livington today."

"Let's just say that a single Iron Guard can defeat a group of Flamefist mercenaries. There are these machines all over the city. They are the work of Gond followers and only serve Gortashe. What do these facts make you think? ?"

Humans are all political animals, and the blacksmith's eyes lit up and he got angry when he talked about current politics.

Linde followed his meaning and continued: "Those steel guards are the shackles of freedom, the enemies of democracy, and the accomplices of tyranny."

"exactly!"

The dragonborn teller said cautiously: "Master, but Duke Gortash's Iron Guards repelled the army of the Supreme God, and they protected us."

"You don't understand." The blacksmith waved his hand, "It's stupid people like you who are advocating for Gotash. This guy is not a good guy. His parents are poor people who sell shoes in the city. I know both of them. When there was a famine many years ago, Gotash was sold to human traffickers by the couple to pay back the money. But many years later, he suddenly came back, and his cruel parents were full of praise for this son. Don't you think it's strange?"

Miss Dragonborn said in shock: "Master, is this considered a personal attack? Besides, what's wrong with Duke Gotash returning home in fine clothes? If he can forgive his parents, isn't that very tolerant?"

Gilderoy waved his hands in disgust, "Baldur's Gate doesn't believe in tears. It's true that Gotash's life was miserable, but his sudden rise to prosperity is the most suspicious. Just know this kind of thing in your heart, and don't talk about it everywhere when you go out."

Linde couldn't help but be impressed by this middle-aged blacksmith with a rough appearance, "Master, I didn't expect your sense of smell to be so sharp. Gotash is indeed brewing an evil plan."

"Aha! I knew it!" Gilderoy smacked his lips and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Lind. He stumbled without dragging him, "You are quite strong. Come with me, follow me."

Linde was wearing the Hill Giant Power Amulet, and he was indeed able to carry the cauldron. He stood up, and the Yankee Girl and the Monk were also able to stand up.

Gilderoy said: "Not so many people, just two."

Yankee Girl stood next to Lind.

Ember Warrior Mihaik shook his head, "We cannot let the prince's caregiver take risks."

Raizel said coldly: "Mihayk, are you mocking a warrior of Gith? Do you think I can't protect myself?"

"That was never the intention."

"Then stay here."

Mihayik remained silent, and the monks no longer pressed him. Several customers walked in at the door. When they saw the aliens with solemn expressions, they were so frightened that they turned around and left, even if the Dragonborn teller called them repeatedly.

Gilderoy led Linde and the two of them through the open-air blacksmith shop behind the shop and into his bedroom. He stood on a trap door on the ground and stamped his feet vigorously, giving three long and two short signals.

After a moment, the trap door slid open, revealing a shaft extending downward.

"Go in." The blacksmith winked, "Don't worry, we are friends."

Linde blessed himself and Yankee Girl with the Feather Falling Technique, and then jumped directly into the hole without even trying to climb the ladder.

Whizzing--

When the two fell to the bottom, they found a basement in front of them. The air was filled with the smell of engine oil, soot and sweat.

The owner of the basement expressed surprise at the two visitors who fell from the sky.

"It's you." Ulbrunn Bangli was surprised, "I thought Gilderoy had betrayed Iron Hand."

The one who spoke was the leader of the iron-handed dwarf who was imprisoned in the underground prison of the Moonrise Tower.

Lind looked around. In addition to Ulbrun, there were many underground dwarfs who came to the basement after hearing the news. Many of them were acquaintances, such as Tula, Bacchus, Bedelon, etc. They were all overjoyed to see Lind. Yes, I don’t mind coming up to shake hands or even give me a hug.

For a time, Linde became a popular idol. Of course, as a lifesaver, he should also receive such courtesy.

He also smiled, these little dwarfs were quite interesting, "I'm really happy to see you all safe and sound."

Ulbrun didn't like this kind of anti-customer plot, so he said: "Okay, let's go back to work. We still have a lot to do. Don't linger here."

After driving away the dwarf who greeted him, Ulbrunn led the adventurer into his office.

He stared up at Linde, his face expressionless.

After a while, the dwarf forced a smile, "It's nice to see you again. Alas, please forgive me, we have to meet in such a terrible environment. The situation at Baldur's Gate is worse than the worst-case scenario I imagined in prison. It's worse. Maybe we underground dwarves have overly optimistic blood flowing through our blood. I thought that as soon as we returned to the city, we could flex our muscles and regain the reputation and status we lost back then.

"But now, the streets are full of iron lumps made by Gond believers, adding to the tyranny of Enver Gotash. Friends, we all know the consequences of letting the situation rot. We have just arrived here not long ago, and we have not found a suitable place yet. ally, and you descended from the sky." (End of Chapter)