Chapter 160 A long talk between uncle and sister-in-law
Snorri patiently listened to Princess Pamela analyze the salient characteristics and areas of expertise of several potential challengers before he prepared to bring the topic to his own concerns.
"That's about it!" Princess Pamela, like every traditional dwarf, couldn't close the conversation for a long time. She was very satisfied that Snorri, the goddess's choice, paid great attention to her marriage. p>
Snorri was forced to listen for a long time to the heroic deeds of the young blacksmith in the Carcassonne settlement, the bad horned beast scourge in the mines in the southwest of the Ardennes Forest and the surrounding vast areas.
In a race like dwarves that respects age and experience, tribesmen who are similar in age to him or slightly older often have not established any commendable achievements, and their simple nicknames are not enough in front of Snorri. p>
"Ah, sister-in-law, I know what you said! Don't worry, I won't embarrass my elder brother and the clan tonight!" Snorri beat his chest loudly.
"Well, I heard that our place was touched by Gulu's greenskins some time ago. I wonder if this is really the case?" Snorri decided to make a detour first.
"Yes, I had just returned from the Eternal Peak at that time, but the loss was not too big, just a side bank! At that time, the military strength of the greedy greenskin was far less than what you, uncle, did to fight it at the Blackfire Pass.
Time is powerful."
When Princess Pamela saw Snorri calling her sister-in-law, she didn't make any excuses and called him uncle.
"Valaya, that's a blessing among misfortunes!" Snorri called out a divine cry, and he meant what he said.
"To tell you the truth, since I received the grace of the Mother Goddess, I have been very anxious and unable to sleep at night!"
"What's the matter? I heard that you have done a lot of good things along the way! You spread the mercy of the Mother Goddess, wiped out the earth network, rescued the compatriots in the Fearless Fort, and saved the nobles of the Principality of Palavon. There were other things in the past two days.
The ranger will tell you about your deeds in Helmgart!"
Princess Pamela was a little confused. In her opinion, such achievements were praiseworthy enough for Snorri's age. For many dwarves who stayed in the fortress all their lives, their achievements in their lifetime could not surpass Snorri's.
One trip.
"But that's not enough! I swore an oath before the Mother Goddess to regain the lost mountain fortress, find the lost artifact, and restore the glory of the mountain kingdom!" Snorri repeated his original words.
"After this trip, I became more and more aware of my own shortcomings! To be honest, when I recalled the giant eagle and forest dragon that I saw in Karak-Hearn, I was filled with emotion.
Scared!"
Seeing Snorri's unpretentious expression, Princess Pamela tugged on the ends of her hair. "Yes, is that so? How come I heard that your angry shouts frightened the pointed ears in the forest?
Escaped?" She muttered quietly.
"Although I don't know much about you men, according to my brother, if you spend more time polishing runes with Master Kragg, your strength should increase quickly, right?" The dwarf woman began to try.
To enlighten her brother-in-law.
"The articles written in blood in the Book of Great Hatred seem to be pressing directly on my shoulders! Those unforgettable hatreds cannot be liquidated, and the hometown of the Mother Goddess is still being desecrated..."
Snorri started his tirade like every dwarf, but because he was a time traveler, his eloquence was much better than the average tribesman. After using a series of parallel sentences, tears welled up in the eyes of Princess Pamela opposite him. "Hoo, ho!" She wiped her tears and took two deep breaths. "I think maybe Karak Zfulin has something you can use!"
Snorri smiled secretly in his heart when he heard this. This sister-in-law was quite decent enough and she did not waste his words in vain.
But this is not a surprise. Any loyal son of the mountains will feel pain if he hears the only chosen one of the ancestor goddesses stating that he is not strong enough to revitalize the mountains.
"It can't be that violent wind hammer, right? How can I be qualified to get my hands on such a treasure of legendary quality?" Snorri used a classic skill from his previous life - pretending to be confused.
"No, no, what is the name of something that can only be used by those of you who can use rune magic? Yes, the Anvil of Doom!"
Princess Pamela spit out the four letters that Snorri wanted to hear. Snorri didn't want to cause such trouble. But if he ran directly to Lord Lorek and said:
"I know you have a spare Doomsday Anvil here. Please give me a price. You won't be able to use it anyway!"
Then he would be giving face to the ancestral goddess by not directly opening the gate of Breeze Castle to the Hammer Warriors. Dwarves value wealth, let alone the treasures inherited from the ancestral gods. He must find a middleman among them.
"Ah, that is indeed a precious treasure. Myself, no, the one belonging to our clan is in charge of Uncle Iron Chisel. He is a more experienced elder." Snorri directly pulled the woman in front of him.
Arrived in his own camp.
"Well, I know that Karak Zfulin still has a dusty one. Every year, the Council of Elders has to approve a small amount of money to maintain it. It seems that if there is no Rune Master to provide energy to keep it running, the seal engraved on it will
The runes will gradually lose their effectiveness."
Princess Pamela recalled that she was not particularly concerned about the affairs of these rune blacksmiths. Her main knowledge came from her brother Stringer.
"Speaking of which, how long does it take for a rune blacksmith to grow into a master?" Princess Pamela asked seemingly casually.
Snorri knew that the key part was coming, and how he answered this question would determine whether the future sister-in-law could stand firmly on his side.
"Of course, what I'm talking about is not by your standards, the youngest rune master since Tourni. Stringer has been muttering this sentence every day since I came back!" Seeing Snorri organizing his words, the sister-in-law spoke.
A joke.
"To be honest, judging from the statistics within our guild, a hundred years is fast." Snorri said after considering it.
"This is based on living in the World's Edge Mountains. You know, there are not many master-level rune blacksmiths in the mountains to the west." What Snorri said is also true. Along the way, the Forge Iron Castle and the Fearless Castle
There is no such thing as a master runesmith.
"I don't know the specific age of Master Armor Breaker, but, well, the infiltration of the power of runes will improve the user's physical condition to a certain extent. The more powerful the user, the longer their life span."
Princess Pamela nodded. She had been to Eternal Peak and knew the story of Master Kragg.
Thanks to him for turning me into the head of state, brave Azheng, bald twenty-five monthly ticket