Snorri understands the problem of Bergman's ancestors. This wine glass is Valaya's most prestigious artifact. Claiming to possess it is tantamount to claiming that he is the direct descendant of her wine-making skills and the orthodox of the entire Gunshan wine-making industry.
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And this fat man with the best skills was obviously not as devoid of desires as he said. What he asked Snorri to do to "rectify his name" was to endorse the orthodoxy of his family's skills in the name of joint selection by his ancestors.
"I agreed, let's give another drink to the Mother Goddess!" Snorri raised his glass. Although Bergman was a little cautious, this glass was worth it.
Bryan has the help of griffins, and Bergman is a rich man who has set up a special team for himself. Other tribesmen who want to come from the old world to offer treasures are backlogged in Barak-Var. With the character of the dwarves, a treasure fighting competition is not possible.
It started unexpectedly.
The treasure-fighting conference lasted until the ship arrived. This kind of treasure-fighting with genealogy and book of hatred quoting scriptures helped Snorri save a lot of money and workload. It was untenable in the debate with the tribe.
Then there is no need to go to Plateau Castle to make a fool of yourself.
Snorri spent a month waiting for the treasure presenter. He did not specify in his statement how many antiquities he needed. The tribesmen were worried that he would be late. Snorri had already found what he needed, so they set out enthusiastically.
The time travelers underestimated the desire of the dwarves in this world to show off. If there were really good things, they would like to brag about them every day. Over the millennia, all the good treasures that the dwarves could identify with their knowledge have been picked up.
Fortunately, he still gained something - two ancient holy plaques, which respectively recorded how to transform the terrain and sort out the spiritual veins, which met Snorri's current needs.
Apart from him, a foreigner who had been initiated by the Venerable Euteclas, I'm afraid no one else in the old world knew this kind of gold plate engraved with lizard-men's wedge-shaped characters.
Perhaps because of the racial talent that is good at construction, in the ancestral era, the dwarves participated in the transformation of the world by some ancient saints as soon as they were created. The relevant instructions have survived to this day, but after experiencing the turmoil of the Dark Ages, the knowledge about them has been lost.
Lost.
In addition, a small clan from Copper Mountain Castle sent a pentagonal gear, and Snorri agreed to their request to send troops to help regain their former homeland when the time came.
After acquiring it, Snorri combined it with the spur gear obtained from Dreadnaught Castle, and restored Mogrim's war gear. Playing with this small but powerful gear, the cute little dwarf king fell into deep thought.
This artifact, like Tourney's clamp, plays an auxiliary role in production, but the problem is that Snorri himself has neither the intention nor the time to engage in engineering skills.
More importantly, engineering technology has developed far better than rune technology after the departure of the ancestors and gods. How can the gears on the now fashionable artillery and iron dragon hand cannons be used?
After a simple test, Snorri discovered that stimulating the power in this gear can enhance the power, range and performance of ballistae, hate catapults and crossbows. Although these old antiques are still in use in mountain forts, they have been replaced in the Southland.
It has fallen out of the armament sequence.
"This is an artifact after all, it can't be wasted, right?" Snorri himself does not have the "best ancestor" faction effect of Thorik-Ironbrow. He has always liked new technologies.
"Just because I can't use it doesn't mean that others can't use it!" He patted his butt and stood up. It was time to head north to Eternal Peak to attend the wedding. Miss Wan'er conveyed the news that Minglong would be visiting in the second half of this year.
The King of the Southland must come back early.
Nothing important happened on the way home. After disembarking from the ship, Snorri did not walk directly eastward home, but mysteriously slipped into the lord's office at Haimen Pass.
"What good things do the ancestors choose to come here to care about?" Lord Panos was surprised but still showed enough enthusiasm. He knew why his fortress prospered.
"I have a deal I want to make with you!" Snorri pulled up his chair and sat down, getting straight to the point.
"Another dreadnought? As I said, the rules set by our ancestors cannot be violated! That kind of heavy weapon cannot be handed over to outsiders unless you become our Barak Val's son-in-law." Old Wang shook his head quickly and did not wait.
Snorri mentioned his needs and conditions and then stopped talking.
"Would you like to think about it again? If you marry my niece Shia, I will make the decision for the council and you can choose a dreadnought as a dowry! My brother-in-law can also add a few more ironclads to form a fleet."
One of the lords even turned around and tried to persuade Snorri.
"Nothing can hide your wisdom!" Snorri laughed and flattered, "But don't be anxious, take a look at this first!" He said and took out the gear.
"What is this?" Although it was strange, he knew that Asnorri's status would not make jokes. Lord Panos took out his glasses from the drawer and looked at them carefully.
"Supernatural power! Could it be?" He took the gear and rubbed it twice. "This is a serious matter. Can I call a few guys to discuss it?"
"Of course, but I need to keep it a secret!" Snorri knew that this meant that he had already succeeded halfway.
As a few guards left quickly, several old dwarves with white hair and beards soon walked into the office while muttering. When they saw Snorri, they were surprised and restrained their inappropriate behavior.
Lord Panos briefly explained the cause and effect, and the group of authorities immediately gathered next to the war gear. Since the ancestors and gods left the mortal world, there has never been a genuine artifact in the mountains!
"Mogrim, how come it looks so much like the gear we saw that day!"
"The second half looks a bit like it!"
"In the name of the ancestors and gods, if you don't need this pair of tricks, you can donate them to the goblins!"
"Ratted by rats! Who said that thing was pure trash at that time?"
"Bet on 10% of this year's trade volume! It's old Victor who is talking nonsense!"
Almost instantly, these people who had lived for three hundred years or more saw the clues. They were either regretful or angry, and started to blame each other and even fight on the spot.
Snorri sat aside and frowned secretly. It turned out that his collection activities had not yielded much, but a batch was intercepted in advance at Haimen Pass! But also, a lot of guys claiming to hold treasures gathered on their territory, which dwarf
Will you be moved or not?
"Ahem!"
Kang Daizhe, who was making wedding clothes for others, coughed to remind himself that his mood suddenly wasn't that good.
"Quiet! Quiet! Pay attention!" Lord Panos couldn't keep his face straight. Even if he really cut off the traffic, he couldn't say it in front of the real owner!
"Give us some time to discuss, okay?" After all, he was an experienced king, so he asked for time.
"Everyone knows about my sister's wedding, so you only have one night!"
