"I advise you to be pragmatic and understand your technical level and the concept of design first!"
"The original equipment is working fine, why do you want to replace it?"
"Every guild member has the right to submit design drawings for review by the elders!"
"My lord, Morgrim, the rules do not indicate that stone heads like you are not included! Your works are not even as good as those of mice. If you continue like this, you will lose to humans. After mice lose, they will lose to humans, and then to goblins, you will lose."
No one loses!"
As the noisy crowd approached, Snorri got a rough idea. It seemed to be an internal conflict within the engineering guild.
"These little brats who tinker with scrap metal have never had a peaceful life. If you ask me, you are still a rune blacksmith, the chosen one of the god Turni, and the vice-president of the guild, so you better not..."
Master Nathan's chatter rang in his ears, which made Snorri hear their conversation intermittently.
"What's going on with these engineers?" Snorri interrupted his brother's complaint. His plan to check and balance the Engineers Guild through the Rune Guild has not yet been put on the agenda. Could it be that they have started to engage in internal strife?
"I don't know. What's more, even if I figure it out, it won't be easy to solve." Master Nathan answered simply. This was true but not what Snorri wanted to hear. "But if someone knows, that's what I want."
The second person I mentioned."
"Who?" Snorri asked.
"Ding!" Master Nathan fired a communication rune, and soon a young man ran in.
"Andermg!" Snorri was surprised to find that this was an old acquaintance. "You didn't come back to report after you went to deliver the letter. I thought you were my father and just kept you at the Eternal Peak!"
"Of course not, my heart has always been here. My friends in the Human Empire wanted to move here, so I simply did some propaganda and organizational work in the old world. When I arrived in the South, I still needed to provide housing for the tribesmen.
, the assignment of work has been postponed until now."
Snorri was very satisfied with Andermg's reply. He had a vague premonition when he saw the people in the Helmgart settlement. The rune transmission system had just been launched, and only the most critical information could be directly transmitted to him.
in hand.
"Tell me about the situation. What happened to those engineers?"
"You know, there are engineer guilds in large fortresses beyond Lord Arik's Horn Castle, and there are also many engineers working for the electors in the Human Empire. They responded to the call of you and President Bullock and came to the Southland.
But there are a lot of differences in skills, work habits, etc."
Snorri nodded. He had been to Riptide Pass and had a certain understanding of the situation of the Engineers Guild. Rune blacksmiths often excavate lost technologies, and there are standards to follow. Engineers are a profession that emphasizes innovation.
There is no standard answer, and individuals have their own personal understandings, so there are more conflicts.
"Engineers from different places have different opinions, and some groups from large fortresses are not the same. Most of the people who came to the Southland were young people looking for opportunities. No one accepted anyone, and there were a lot of things going on during this period.
Contradiction and conflict.”
Undermg had a good grasp of the situation, and he analyzed it carefully with Snorri.
"Isn't anyone going to intervene?" Snorri couldn't help but ask. "That's right, it's hard for senior brother to intervene, and it's even harder for others."
In an instant, he gave himself an answer. In dwarf society, guilds and clans were the main building blocks, and many lords were accustomed to letting their internal affairs be resolved internally.
"Hmph, why do you, Eternal Peak, need to engage in engineering technology? Prince Snorri and Master Cragg are like two big rocks weighing on your heads!"
"That's right, if you don't have rune talent, just go to blacksmithing and mining!"
"Now the helicopter squadrons of Karaz-a-Karak are all purchased from our Jufba, you don't know, right?"
"You guys, don't even think about losing your money. Just do whatever we say!"
Soon, Snorri heard that the debate downstairs had escalated from discussing matters to taking sides and attacking a group. Before he could react, with a burst of yelling, the situation escalated again.
"bang!"
"You actually hit someone?"
"Guard! Where is the guard?"
"Hitting is too much!" Master Nathan muttered. He did not expect that due to his laissez-faire, the conflicts among his subordinates had reached such an extent. You must know that due to the sparse population of the mountain kingdom, they have always hurt each other.
Felony.
"Crash!"
As he spoke, the soldiers guarding the surrounding area rushed in. The place where the dispute occurred was the hall of the fortress. Hongyun Mountain is still in a state of war readiness, so there is a considerable proportion of garrison forces nearby.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Stop, stop...ah!"
Unfortunately, these soldiers could not control the situation, and they screamed in pain.
"A large-scale conflict?" Snorri said to himself, asking him to think that it might be the engineers from the Eternal Peak who acted together, or the first few batches of warriors who dared to venture to the Southland.
You won't fall behind so quickly.
"These part-time warriors are still a little behind in terms of strength, but don't worry, junior brother, I can solve it."
This happened as soon as Snorri arrived. Master Nathan was obviously losing face. As he spoke, he took out the communication device. With a dense "dinging" sound, the senior brother's anvil guards quickly assembled.
At the door.
"By the grace of the ancestors and gods, Stoker, go down and hold down the troublemaker!" Master Nathan ordered in a deep voice while rubbing the ring on his hand.
"Dong dong dong!"
The anvil guards trotted down the stairs. Snorri sat back at his desk, and he began to think about how to deal with the aftermath.
If he wants to see that things are under control, even if Master Nathan's anvil guards only have half a team, and only half of them were on duty just now, they are truly elite!
Twenty warriors in meteorite armor would have no problem killing weaker behemoths if they cooperated tacitly and were led by a leader. What's more, Snorri knew that Captain Stoker, the long-bearded veteran, was in eternity.
Zhifeng has always been a powerful person.
"Mustache, stop it! Put your head in your hands and squat down! His Majesty Snorri will judge your crimes!" Stoke's loud voice came up from downstairs.
"Bastard! You are all in the same group! You didn't care before, but why didn't you come just now? Huh?" The rebel didn't intend to surrender, and his voice was louder than Captain Stoker's.
"Duang!"
"Pfft! Uh-huh!"
The blowing sound and the muffled groan sounded almost at the same time.
"Come on shoulder to shoulder!"
Master Nathan reached for the forging hammer on the shelf, and it was obvious that he could distinguish the screams of his men.