As soon as he received the news that Thorgard Colomson had boarded the train, Snorri ended his retreat and studied. The majestic power contained in the spiritual veins was as attractive to him as poison, and he returned to Plateau Castle to finish his work.
He immediately got into the workshop for government affairs.
"It came quickly! Have all the welcome activities along the way been arranged?" Snorri asked Balin while sitting on his throne. Among the dwarf lords in the old world, the King of the Southland has the most sufficient understanding of the Norscan dwarves.
Pay attention to.
Snorri knew that one day he would have to fight against the Three-Eyed King riding on the black donkey of Doom, and if he wanted to solve the problem once and for all, he would even have to fight into the Chaos Wasteland.
No matter which part of the mission it is, the four northern cities that have stood in the Giant Home Mountains for thousands of years will be an important force. Putting aside the population and military strength of the four cities, their in-depth understanding of the Chaos Wasteland can also provide huge
s help.
Of course the time traveler knows what his sister's marriage means this time - it took more than a hundred years for the Norscan compatriots to finally move from a nominal return to a substantial return.
But what aspects does the specific cooperation involve, and to what extent does it go in-depth? This trip of the future heir to Dulong City can be regarded as an inspection of Norsca.
The scale and power of Dulong City is already stronger than Thunder Castle, Crow Roost Castle, and Eagle Peak Castle. More than half of the positions of Norscan dwarf kings in the past belong to Karak Drak, plus the marriage of the Supreme Princess
, it can be said that the position of the next king has been taken by Thorgard.
Thorgard traveled thousands of miles to come to the Southland. Respecting tradition may be one of the reasons, but more importantly, he wanted to see the capabilities of the most popular dwarf today, the most likely next leader of the Mountain Kingdom.
Snorri believes that everything in the old world is enough to dazzle his northern compatriots. As the last stop, he has to come up with something good, something more exciting than the railway, and it is best to teach the mustaches how to be a man!
"The activities arranged by Demon Slayer Castle are as above, what do you want us to do here?" Snorri smiled evilly as he thought, not listening to Bahrain's report at all.
"Ah, just line up at the train station to welcome me and that's it. My hammer is quite big. I'll show it to my friends who have come from afar." Snorri waved his hand, trying to adjust his condition.
Thorgard and his party stepped off the train, and were greatly shocked by this unprecedented travel experience. Dwarves are a talkative race, and they have spent their entire lives exclaiming in the Southland these days.
"I am Snorri Thorson, the King of the Southern World's Edge Mountains. Welcome everyone to my territory!"
Snorri stood on his doomsday anvil and shouted a welcome. The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and his self-introduction made the noisy Norscan dwarf team instantly quiet.
"Well, on behalf of all the compatriots in the four northern cities, I would like to say hello to you, our respected ancestors. May they protect our mountains forever!" Thorgard simulated what he would say in meetings countless times, but he didn't really come to it.
It's still inevitable to have a pause when you open your mouth.
"Hahaha, Prince, there is no need to be so polite. We are going to become a family now. When you come to my place, just treat it like going home!" Snorri jumped off the anvil, pulled Thorgard and walked inside.
In the ancestral hall, a grand banquet has been arranged. This time the reception banquet is very exotic, with two buffets featuring Cathay and Lizardmen dishes.
"Look, look at this Soli, he's drunk after just a few barrels. It's really too bad!" After having a full meal, Snorri patted Sogaard's thigh.
"Soli is so weak, I'm really good at drinking!" Sogaard was so drunk by the generals of Plateau Fort that his tongue was full.
"I heard you say that, you are very brave, aren't you?"
"You're kidding! I'm very brave, okay? I'm very good at drinking!"
"A good drinker? He's very brave. He has a good figure and is quite strong!" Snorri squeezed his brother-in-law's muscles.
"Brother Nuo, what are you doing!"
"You are about to get married and you are still so shy. I think you don't understand at all?"
"What do you know?"
"Of course I want to prove that I can protect my sister!"
"today.
"Sogard wanted to push back, but Snorri didn't want to give him the chance.
"Oh, here we come!" The dwarf king took the two brothers one by one and stood up. Upon seeing this, several of their guards separated to follow.
"Let's get out!"
"What are you doing!"
"My hammer is very big, um, very powerful, please bear with me!"
"Brother Nuo, where are we going?" Being blown by the wind outside, Suo Li woke up a lot from his wine.
"Ouch, you're nervous! Come on, let's go and spar outside!" Snorri held on to the young man.
"No, Brother Nuo! Don't do this!"
"Let me see if you are strong!"
"Brother Nuo, no!" Suo Li shouted hoarsely. During his journey to the Southland, he had heard too many stories about how Snorri broke open the heads of demigods and how he fought against the great demon Nurgle.
When those narrators heard that he wanted to challenge on behalf of his brother, their eyes full of pity and even gloating and their insincere encouragement finally destroyed his mentality. Suoli was just an ordinary dwarf noble, and even if Snorri let him go, he might not be able to do it.
Suffered.
"Brother Nuo doesn't want it, Brother Nuo doesn't want it!"
The cowardly and ugly appearance of the Norscan prince attracted ridicule from the drunken people. Thorgard's face turned red, but his lips wriggled for a long time and he didn't know what to say. This was indeed embarrassing, but it was really difficult for his brother to challenge him.
"Hahaha, let's do this. I have a hammering technique, and I will demonstrate it to you. If anyone thinks he can take it, I can just admit defeat. Don't hurt your friendship over such a trivial matter!"
Snorri laughed and smoothed things over. After all the words had been said, the Norscan dwarves could no longer refuse. They followed Snorri all the way out of the fortress.
Snorri walked in front seemingly aimlessly and carelessly, but in fact he had a clear goal. He walked in circles towards the leyline network node he discovered outside the city.
"This is it, keep an eye on it!"
After finding the right place, Snorri moved his hands and feet and began to take off his armor and clothes. The local tribesmen who were familiar with his abilities certainly knew what he was going to do, while the Norscan dwarves looked shocked.
Does this powerful man with the same title have any unknown quirks? He promised to show off his unique skills and pulled everyone outside the city, so why did he start taking off his clothes?
"Earth, give me strength!"
Snorri shouted loudly and activated the gods to descend to earth. Visitors from the north had of course heard that Snorri could turn into a stone statue, but this completely unimaginable thing they all thought was a metaphor or an exaggerated rhetorical device.
"Come on hammer!"
Ignoring the shocked jaws of the onlookers, Snorri raised his right hand, and the warhammer on the ground shot into his palm.