"Without further delay, I will go to the clan to announce the news! I must take good care of people. If something like the last time happens again, I might as well go to Karak Kaderin!" Uncle Dragon Hammer said
I have to get up and leave the table.
"Although time is as precious as gold in a treasure house, you don't have to rush for this moment!" Master Chisel stopped him
"First give half of my anvil guards to Snorri for emergency response! How would it be unbecoming for a majestic goddess to have only one attendant by her side when she goes out!
Anyway, I have no plans to go out to explore in the near future, and the guards will have nothing to do if they stay in the mountain fort with me! My heart bleeds when I see them gathering together for paid drinking every day."
"Well, we've discussed the three things, let's break up the meeting! I drank so much ale yesterday that I was so dizzy!" Thorgreen said, looking at the notebook in front of him.
"Hey, kid, you forgot something important! Where's the banquet?" Grandma Tamate reminded.
"Look at my memory! It's all those bastards' fault. Even if it's free, they can't just make it for me! Don't they know that frugality itself is a property passed down from our ancestors?"
After taking a sip of the water given by the guard, Thorgreen straightened his expression and sat upright. "Everyone, I plan to hold this banquet as the High King. What do you think?"
Thorgrin the Grudge Bearer currently has four identities - the head of his own family, the patriarch of the Drazkrad clan, the lord of the fortress of Karaz-a-Karak, and the high king of the Mountain Kingdom.
"I think it's okay!" Mr. Dorson was the first to agree.
"Since the Dark Ages, the ancestors and gods have not shown any miracles. As I grow older, I often wonder whether the ancestors have really abandoned us, let alone the young mustache! They all lack the right to understand.
Respect from our ancestors! Now that Snorri, the Goddess’ chosen one, is speaking out, it will definitely improve the cohesion of our race!”
Speaking such a long paragraph was a bit burdensome for a dwarf of Mr. Dolson's age. He took a break before continuing, "If you ask me, this is more important than being the youngest rune master!"
"Yes, I agree," the dragon hammer's voice sounded.
"With all due respect, since you came to the throne, brother, although a lot of hatred has indeed been settled, there is also a lot of new hatred! The satisfaction level of the tribe still needs to be improved. I am tired of hearing some long-bearded nagging! It is rare to have such a situation.
It’s an exciting thing, I think it’s worth doing!”
"It's time to do something big!" Grandma Yushou nodded.
"Our clan suffered heavy losses in the war a hundred years ago. Although Thor Greene came back in time to inherit the throne, and the clan has developed prosperously over the years, there are still some short-sighted guys who have doubts about our current status.
Questioned!
It's time to use a grand banquet to tell them that the younger generation of our clan has grown up, and the Drazkrad clan is still the king who has ruled the Eternal Peak for thousands of years!"
The last person to speak was Aunt Sonia, who was in charge of the production.
"I can't be considered a villain after all you said! But don't blame me for not reminding your brother, that fat goblin, its waaaagh has affected trade and production, and many products are on the market.
Out of stock, the cost of the banquet will not be small.
It was easy for you to give generously last night, but when I woke up this morning, I was shocked by the bill! Those who didn't know better thought that a whole tribe of trolls had entered the pub!"
Although the cost of a banquet is not even a drop in the bucket for the endless wealth accumulated by the clan since the time of their ancestors, the dwarves' nature of loving wealth will not change due to this.
The banquet was scheduled for the next night. Taking advantage of this free time, Snorri decided to clean up his new residence first. Since he became a rune master, he no longer had to live in the room belonging to the prince. The clan was in the settlement area.
A free yard with a forging room was arranged for him.
The courtyard has three entrances. The outermost is the guard's residence, the inner is the residence of him and his entourage, and the deepest is the forge room connected to the earth fire.
When he arrived at the door, he found a group of tin cans already standing there, but they looked a little staggered.
Seeing Snorri approaching, the leader, a long-bearded warrior who was full of energy, stepped forward and bowed.
"Good afternoon, my dear Goddess of Choice! I am Johnson Strong Shield, the deputy captain of the Iron Chisel Guard."
Seeing that Snorri's expression was not good, and then turning around to see his teammates who were still shaky while supporting each other, a trace of gloom appeared on his face.
"Stand at attention!"
Strong Shield shouted at the other dwarves. His huge voice was like thunder, which startled Snorri. The dwarves in the surrounding residences also poked their heads out. Snorri secretly thought that this warrior must have clicked.
Bagpipe lung capacity is a skill.
The groggy team was startled, and they managed to cheer up.
"I'm extremely sorry, Dear Goddess, I made you laugh. Thanks to you and the generosity of His Majesty the Supreme King, these guys spent the night in the tavern yesterday. Under normal circumstances, we are a strong enough team.
Our team, brothers’ axes and shields can deal with all enemies!”
Since these forty people were a team borrowed from the Iron Chisel Master, Snorri couldn't say harsh words. He nodded: "Well, it's good to rest when you have nothing to do. But when you have a real mission, you have to be nervous." However, he secretly made a note of the loud-voiced captain Johnson. This dwarf looked reliable and easy to use!
After arranging accommodation for the Anvil Guards, Snorri and Balin arranged their own rooms together.
Then Snorri walked into the forging room with the ring given by Master Iron Chisel and his master-level flying rune. It took him a while to smoothly move the rune to the ring surface, and Snorri looked at it on the middle finger of his left hand.
Putting on this heavy ring with looming W-shaped characters, she showed a satisfied smile.
This was the first piece of exquisite quality equipment he had obtained since traveling through time. Out of gratitude to Master Iron Chisel, he decided to name it "The Ring of Iron Chisel".
Wearing the ring and falling asleep, Snorri was woken up by Balin early the next morning. When he walked to the living room, he found Aunt Sonia with her legs crossed and sipping an unknown drink.
"Good morning Auntie, why did you get up so early?" Sonia smiled and raised the cup in her hand. "Damn this! Our human friends call it coffee. With it, you can even fall asleep even if you want to."
Difficult! In the past, I drank ale and stayed up late doing accounts, which made me more and more confused. Now my work efficiency has improved a lot! Don’t you like wine very much? I’ll give you some to try!”
Let Bahrain make the coffee and chat with Aunt Sonia while drinking Snorri.
"I'm here for business!" Sonia went straight to the point without too much nonsense, "Yesterday Orem did some statistics and found that there are still a few pieces of meteorite equipment missing. I'm going to the blacksmith's guild to purchase them. You
Don’t you also want to customize a hammer? Let’s go together and pay the bill together!”
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