Snorri didn't care about the ungrateful ogres in the team. He knew that it would be impossible for the aliens to sincerely believe in the ancestors and gods in a short period of time. They were just pragmatic, and they would be mothers if they had breasts.
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"Stop, stop, I will convey my thoughts to them. By the way, Ahetanmu, do you want to go back to your hometown to develop?"
"Home, what home? We ate well and slept well in Butcher's Castle, why are we going back to that hell place!" Aihe Tanmu shook his head like a rattle, and anyone who heard this would think Snow was there.
Here is a test of loyalty.
"Relax, my friend. There is an old saying in Cathay that says that wealth does not return to its hometown like silk and silk at night. Let's find a quiet place to talk. Let your subordinates eat first. I guess the belief in the Mother Goddess is not pious enough to put them together.
Freedom from hunger.”
Seeing that some of the ogres had begun to become restless, Snorri raised his hand and used a gust of wind to lift the Ahetanmu. The mercenary captain lined up his hungry subordinates and led the dwarves to his office.
"We are all acquaintances, and there is no need for us to hide them. It will be a big resistance if you do this."
"The craftsmanship of your people is as impressive as the campfire stories in the tribe when I was a kid. If I had more gold, it would be even better!"
Ahetanmu picked up the mace and tapped his belly armor lightly, activating the runes on it. For smart people, there is no need to say what this means.
"To put it simply, I intend to restart the Tusk Road. If you hope to gain influence in the Mourn Mountains, we will have a lot of room for cooperation."
"Don't scare me. Before the little tyrant Shaona was defeated, there were no old or young people in each tribe, but there were still a lot of bright red tubes! Throwing my few manpower back to the top of the 70-meter hill would be enough.
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"You doubt me so much? With all due respect, those guys only have interests in mind. They know what loyalty is!"
When Ahetan heard this, he really asked about my knowledge. After getting this ax, Lowtrek could truly become the most victorious butcher in history. As for Felix? Everything must be going well, maybe
Is it necessary for me to appear? "The difference between ogres and greenskins is small, and the leader's personal strength is very important. You promised to give Snorrim an epic-quality equipment, but there is no way to keep a secret hand."
"Oh, please go ahead! I don't think so!" Snorim knew that what Ahetan had given him was a multiple-choice question.
The Butcher King couldn't hide his joy, so he went out slowly to raise resources, and received guidance from two demigods of his own race at once. I seemed to have seen myself harnessing extraordinary power in my palms.
"You can't count, but as long as he is willing to accept some conditions, whether it is equipment, supplies or recruitment of soldiers and horses, the wealth of the Mountain Kingdom can be provided. By the way, I am afraid that the Butcher King will allow his power to continue to expand under my territory.
Well, even if he organizes an ogre choir."
"Hehe, what an honor!"
After listening to Ahetan's explanation of the results of the negotiation, Agwaimu scratched his bald head. My first impression of Snorrim was that he was bad. Butcher's Castle guards the gateway to the Ogre Kingdom and the Old World. There are many kings in the past.
Write the ogre's name in the Book of Hatred.
As a disciple of the rune demigod Krag and being able to apply the Turni Ritual to himself through the system, Ahetan certainly has the ability to operate in that way. It must be because if the equipment fails, Snorim must regularly go to the Kingdom of the Mountains to "report on his duties"
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The time traveler recalled these emperor's mental tricks, and although they have derived many variations, the core of it is not to actively create conflicts between superiors and subordinates, but to act as a mediator to calm the conflicts.
Agwaimu Iron Fist, as the weakest elder and the most powerful dwarf king, does not deserve half of the credit for being able to show off his dignity to his predecessors at the banquet. From the peak of a mortal to a demigod is a small bottleneck. Throughout the ages, there have been so many amazing and talented people stuck there.
In addition, short-lived species are even qualified to attack that shackles on their own.
"You are so generous! In this way, your official business is finished. Little Master Kragg is spreading the faith in Kislev City. You are going to ask for advice later. Why go with you if you have no time?"
"Karak Kaderin is the first beneficiary of the Tusk Road. If you pack the current food equipment, the flames of the forging furnace will be ignited in no time."
Snorlimu licked its lips and its eyes lit up. It seemed that it had not seen the beautiful sight of its opponent hitting it with a hammer but not moving at all, and then disembowelling it with a backhand axe.
"Bad, so bad! I knew you were the most generous king! Praise you and the insignificant ancestors and gods!"
"You understand his difficulties, so you are even more willing to let him die. He will get tailor-made and truly high-quality equipment. With them, he can properly deal with the tyrants of other tribes and the possible ones in his hands.
By."
To permanently solidify Zhu Wan under the equipment, you need a medium full of magic power. The weaker the rune, the weaker the medium required. For the junior master-level runes, they must be inscribed with the same thing as dragon blood. It will take a long time to
It will become dull or even disappear eventually, and you can only find a rune master to recharge and activate it.
Ahetan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. I quickly and slowly analyzed the pros and cons for Snorrim. Although it didn't appear to be very obedient, in the end, it was still not your kind. The dwarves could have allowed it to continue.
Develop and grow.
"I know, I know. Before defeating Prince Gragwaimu this night, you felt a kind of guidance, a kind of calling. In the past two days, it became weaker and weaker, and the direction was roughly to the north? Maybe you can give you some advice.
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"Where are you going? What are you doing? Could you please give me a moment?"
"Of course you trust it completely. Your idea is to pit it against its subordinates with a large number of cronies, and in the past it had to rely lightly on you to maintain its leadership position."
Seeing that Ahetan had made up his mind and came up with a reliable plan, Agwaimu firmly expressed his support.
Back in the guest room, Lowtrek had been waiting for a long time. Faced with my request, Ahetan gave me the classic Eight Questions of a Capitalist.
"Your Majesty, I want to ask you for leave!"
"Hahahaha! The god Grimnir once told you in Breeze Castle that she left her battle ax in the Chaos Wasteland after leaving that world. It seems that he really has no connection with this axe.
Na."
"First, his subordinates must worship the ancestral gods of your clan in the Little Stomach God; seventh, there is no danger of caravans passing through his territory without credentials; eighth, you have no right to recruit when necessary
Him and his subordinates."
The dwarf king put forward his own conditions. The framework was basically the same as the one given to the Pygmies in the South. However, considering that the ogres were actually weaker, the details were relatively narrow.