The Amber Sword

“Oops...! ”

The girl's snow and snow cries out of the dark painted tunnel, and the dwarf who had just climbed out of the tunnel had to turn around again. He saw little Roman walking out from below with his forehead in his arms and tears.

“What's the matter?” The old dwarf patted open the merchant girl's left hand and saw the tearful little Roman snowy white forehead red, couldn't help but glance at her eyes and said with no anger: “How did it hit you again? Didn't I tell you —— this is a tunnel I dug for myself, shorter than you, of course,” Oldham mumbled it out reluctantly: “So pay attention to getting in and out! ”

“Not after that!” Little Roman held his head, frowning and whispering.

“This doesn't have to be a constant reminder, little girl!” The dwarf sighed, reaching out and pulling her out of the pit: “Okay, how's it going? Does it still hurt, little guy? ”

“Of course it hurts!” Answer without hesitation.

“Hold the pain, we dwarves just hit the iron plate and won't say a word.” Oldham stood on the hillside and looked down, and below was the road to the mine: "Okay, we're in, you wrap your turban around it! ”

But Roman was obviously more interested in the old dwarf's earlier words: "Really?” She opened her eyes: “She wouldn't even say a word when she hit the iron plate... that? ”

“Naturally," the old dwarf suddenly saw this little girl's face as obviously unbelievable, and his eyes glanced, angry: “Joke! Little girl, a dwarf my age, with a beard longer than your hair, wouldn't lie to you! ”

But then he opens his mouth and sees little Roman flipping around in his backpack with interest and pulling out a dark, heavy object.

“What is this?” Oldham has strong doubts.

“Iron plate! ”

“What? ”

“Try it?” The merchant lady opened her eyes and asked curiously.

“Go, how can a dwarf do such a boring thing!” The old dwarf's face changed: “In other words, little girl, how could you carry this in your bag! ”

But his face soon became strange.

Because the merchant lady was looking at him with a crooked smile and a finger like an onion on her face. “Shame, bragging! Auntie didn't lie to Roman, she said Dwarves like to brag! ”

“Who said that!” Oldham was so angry, he waved his fist, but all of a sudden he thought it was just a female stream - a dwarf his age, you can't compare it to a little girl's aunt - that he didn't want to turn into a cough: “Whoa, whoever told you that, tell your little one, only a witch would say that! ”

Oldham didn't know what he was saying, but he thought about it and decided to maintain his dignity: "The reason I didn't try was because it wasn't necessary. This is a mining area, you know, we sneak in, and it's not good to make a sound! ”

“Really? ”

“Sure, little man. You think an old man like me is lying to you? I'm not like those cunning humans! ”

But before he finished, he heard a whisper from outside the woods:

“Who's in there? ”

The old dwarf's words suddenly suddenly suffocated. He turned back rigidly and discovered that a patrol cavalry had sometime appeared on the avenue outside the woods, as he had spoken to Roman too loudly before, apparently discovered it.

“Broken.” Oldham frowned and put his thick, short fingers on his lips and gave Roman a ‘shush’ gesture: “Don't make a sound. ”

He seemed scared that Little Roman wouldn't understand, and added something deliberately.

But the businesswoman seemed very understanding and nodded, but she stared curiously at the surrounding area, as if she was somewhat instinctively excited about the environment.

The two stowaways in the woods did not speak, but did not mean that the people outside would think that the voices they had previously heard were illusions. The riders looked at each other and raised their voices and shouted: “People inside, don't hide anymore, come out, we have seen you! ”

They unwrapped their hands under the saddle and compared it to the inside: “If we don't come out again, we're going to attack. ”

Little Roman immediately turned her attention to the old dwarf, who, although seemingly confused, had at least been through several battles with Brando and understood that the knights were not blatantly intimidated.

She asked Ordham with an interesting eye —— what's next?

But the old dwarf didn't have time to answer the merchant lady's question, and as soon as he heard the other guy shooting, he stood up from the bush and raised his hand nervously: “Captain Maddle! It's me. Don't shoot! ”

The rider who raised his hand and stood still, but immediately relaxed: “Odom, it turns out you're the old man, and you snuck in again, but just in time -- Lord Oggins is looking for you,” he looked at Roman and asked, somewhat confused. “Who is that? ”

“… is a relative of mine.” The old dwarf had a thicker face, but he didn't expect to meet these people: “What did that guy Auggins want from me? ”

“Relatives?” The cavalry immediately showed a 'we know' look on their faces, and they laughed: “I didn't know you had a bastard daughter out there," but the leading knight quickly interrupted them and replied: "There was a big mess in the mining area and Lord Kuran went in, Lord O'Kins. Naturally, you're the only one he can help you--”

The riders obviously did not have much respect when referring to the Registrar.

Oldham hummed from his nose, and the Golden Dwarf and the Alpine Dwarf were the best miners in the world (besides the inhabitants of the underground world, of course), as he grew up in the Golden Dwarf tribe and had more abyss with the Alpine Dwarves, but in a short time he had a thorough understanding of the situation in the Chaffrend mines.

He had done so in order to better realize his plan, but he had not expected to be distorted, and his fame was quickly interrogated by the pussy clerk - something that had helped him considerably, since then, to get him a pretty good position in the mining area.

The convenience of this position goes without saying, and it can be seen that Oldham still loves it.

“What is the situation in the mining area? ”

“Looks like someone dug through the lower level again, and a monster ran out and hurt someone. But thanks to Martha, it wasn't my turn to work in the mine today ——” The cavalry captain was obviously unconscious, and he was relieved to say, "Then, as you can see, there was another earthquake, and it was a mess. ”

Someone dug through the lower level again, making the old dwarf jump, but the monster's message made him frown: “Earthquake?” He asked, "So how's the underground tunnel holding up? Are the A4, A12 and B3 emergency channels okay? How's the lift working over there? ”

Oldham was familiar with the Chaffrend mines as if he were familiar with his palm print, and he immediately sorted out several paths leading to the fifth floor, possibly the least easily damaged in the earthquake.

“That's unclear.” Madeleine shook her head: “I don't dare go in there right now, you can ask her yourself. But, old man, you're not really going in there, are you? Think about it. There's a monster down there. You don't have to do this for Lord Oggins? ”

“Huh, what do you know?” The old dwarf replied in disgust.

“Of course I don't understand. I can't wait for you to burp your ass earlier, old man,” he glanced back at Roman: “But don't worry, I'll take care of your illegitimate daughter. ”

“Get lost!” cried Odem as a thunderbolt.

The cavalry immediately hip-hopped away.

The old dwarf shrugged back, but he couldn't hold on to an old face because he saw the businesswoman looking at him with an unclear, curious, and smiling look.

“It's nothing, Grandpa," Little Roman nodded seriously: “Roman understood, Roman can't laugh or anything! ”

Petrified at Oldmton, he felt his English name was ruined.

……

Brando and Metissa slowly fell back into the sand in the middle of the ring, as they lowered their altitude, and the young man whispered to the Girl Girl of the Silver Elf, who was driving alongside herself:

“This should be followed by field warfare. In field warfare, one party chooses the venue and rules, so be sure to listen to the rules carefully later. Violations of the rules will be judged. ”

Metissa lowered her head and listened carefully, then she nodded quietly and asked softly, "Lord, what should Metissa do? ”

“Don't worry too much, the rules won't be complicated and most of them are mandatory, I'm just a reminder here. ”

The Girl of the Silver Elf looked up at her summoner and a hint of curiosity flashed in her pale silver eyes: "Lord, you are the most learned person Metissa has ever met.” She praised it with a devious attitude peculiar to elves.

Brando snapped.

“The knowledge of the Black Tower Wizard is handed down by the Silver League Buga.” He thought about it and explained it in a deliberately diluted manner.

Metissa smiled at him and nodded. She thought the young lord would not explain it, but Brando's attitude surprised her unexpectedly and explained her doubts.

If Brando's knowledge was handed down to artisan wizards who claimed to have all the literature in the world, everything he knew would not seem so strange.

Silver elves are of silver descent, but so are artisan wizards.

Both men fell back to the ground and all eyes were held on them. But Brando saw Cullen on one side come to him, and the old man ran a few steps and was stopped outside an invisible air wall, and he stood outside the wall and shouted to this side:

“Boy! ”

Brando raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in that direction.

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