While the congressmen were finishing their meal, a sudden abnormal sound came in. The sound tended to get louder and louder, and was accompanied by the shouts of the guards outside.
"Is this how you treat guests in Marienburg?"
The congressmen walked out of the door and saw a dwarf helicopter suspended in the air ten meters above the ground, with a large group of guards pointing at it with bows, arrows and spears.
A young dwarf poked his head out of the hatch. He looked at the trembling thighs and arms of the human soldiers below and raised his lips. Short-lived species are always like this, fearing everything beyond their understanding.
"Boss Tommy? You actually came from the sky?" Viscount Fimmel, who was well-informed, was also stunned for a moment. The fact that the dwarves developed manned aircraft has always been a legend in the empire, and the settlements outside the mountains
There is no opportunity or strength to install them.
"Get out of the way and make room for our distinguished guests!"
"call!"
The soldiers staggered back, and the helicopter's rotor speed slowly decreased and landed firmly on the ground. The cyclone it brought about blew away many businessmen's hats. Seeing the hurried and gaffe-like performance of his colleagues, Viscount Fimmel showed some dissatisfaction.
.
"For us businessmen, time is as precious as gold." Cousin Tommy jumped out of the cabin. He looked much plumper and his clothes were closer to those of the imperial dwarves.
"Everyone invited me over, what good business can I do for you?" Tommy's previous words had a double meaning, but his unexpected appearance showed off his strength and shocked all those who doubted his strength.
"Please, please come in!" Viscount Fimmel came to his senses. He turned around and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, but his eyes still glanced at the helicopter involuntarily. The guests and hosts sat down, and after a brief greeting, the two parties got down to business.
"The boss is from Altdorf. Have you heard the news?"
"Of course, is it true?" Tommy showed a hint of surprise.
"Yes, we are all in the same industry. The oppression of excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes makes it difficult for us to have any breathing space."
"Uh, um!" Tommy's eyes were almost dazzled by the splendor of the city council. He cursed secretly but still nodded.
"So you need an army to ensure security after independence, is that right?" According to the original plan, Tommy went straight to the point. "Then you have found the right person. As long as there is a suitable price, you can get far more than
Imagine.”
"What about? How many artillery regiments?"
"That kind of aircraft?"
"Or are you talking about steam tanks? You dwarves must still have those things!"
Tommy poked a piece of steak, as if to explain a trivial matter, but the city councilor became excited.
"It seems you are still too conservative." Tommy picked up the goblet and shook it. He leisurely admired the wine hanging on the wall and drank it in one gulp.
"Yes, I rarely mention my identity. After all, as a businessman, I still have to rely on goods to speak for myself. But I must say that I am the cousin of His Majesty Snorri, the King of the Southland, the closest kind." Tommy shook his head.
He added while holding an empty cup.
"Is this what you mean by coming here?" After a moment of silence, Countess Alicia spoke up.
"You may think that living longer than your enemy is a good way to get revenge, but this does not apply to us children of the mountains. Articles written in blood are like whip marks dipped in salt water. If they are not reckoned with, any
A dwarf with a sense of honor would hardly feel good drinking."
Cousin Tommy responded to the countess' question sideways. Snorri's return to the old world had a huge repercussions among the dwarf nations, and the merchants of the human empire also knew this.
"Shameless betrayal! Despicable! Cheap! That pig and mice are smarter than it!" Tommy cut the steak on the plate fiercely, as if to express his anger.
"So this is, uh, a way of settling grudges?" the Baroness continued.
"Well, His Majesty the High King is equally angry, but considering the ancient covenant and the deep cooperation with you, he asked my cousin to restrain his vengeful anger within a certain range. Otherwise, the Storm Hammer would have crushed the pig's brain.
Got it!"
Hearing this, the merchants understood that the King of the South, Snorri the Generous, was willing to support their independent behavior because the dwarves viewed it as a betrayal of Dieter IV. No one would
Questioning Snorri's passion for revenge as the son of the "Grudge" and named Thorson.
"With all due respect, most of your cousin's territory and subordinates are in the Southland. How much can he help us?" The old man from Kislev stood up.
"Oh, have you short-lived guys forgotten the battle against Chaos?" Tommy saw his origin and sneered.
"you.."
"His Majesty Snorri is the champion chosen by the ancestors and gods! If your logistics hadn't kept up with the battle eight years ago, how could he have been plotted by Gulu?" Tommy interrupted the old man's words directly.
"As the saying goes, if you offer a glass of wine before a battle, the black ark will turn into ashes; if you offer a barrel of wine before a battle, your demigod status will become empty; if you offer a cart of wine before a battle, the demonic army of Nurgle will also..."
"Your Excellency Sigma! Please keep your voice down!" Viscount Fimmel shouted. "Ignore that old guy. None of us doubt the bravery of the Plague Exorcist. If it attracts his attention, you have Snow."
If His Majesty keeps us here, we will all suffer!"
"Hmph!" Tommy responded with a dull nasal voice.
"I admire the strength of the King of the Southland and the demon-slaying warriors under his command, but no matter how good they are in fighting, they can't stand it. Marienburg has eight, no, seven docks."
The man with only one eye raised new questions. Businessmen are very concerned about risk management.
"I am still the guest of His Majesty Charon and the Dukes over the mountain. The noble knights also hope to see your independence, or in other words, hope that the human empire loses their biggest wallet."
The city councilors were convinced, and they were fortunate to have found unimaginable external assistance with only one broker. The dwarves and knights had credibility, strength and motivation, and they could not find any reason not to believe it.
"Those guys and I hope to see your sincerity in military expenditures. You know, expeditions and immigration are very expensive." Tommy peeled a prawn to relax. He looked at the whispers of the congressmen.
Know that you have succeeded.
The urgent messenger rushed out of Marienburg's secret door. They had to rush to Breeze Castle and cross the Gray Mountains through the channels of Breeze Castle. With their return, several signed agreements appeared in front of the MPs.