Hearing this, Knight Lelan nodded to show his understanding. After making an appointment for the time and place of tomorrow's transaction, Snorri left the tavern with others.
Having shown divine grace twice in a row and having powerful propagandists, his reputation in Carrack-Hearn has now reached its peak. Someone may come to visit him at any time. It would not be good if his whereabouts remain unknown for too long. p>
"Cousin, why do you think so highly of this poor human being?" Tommy thought about it all the way before asking when he was about to arrive at the hotel.
For a businessman, how to accurately identify people is a very important skill, and he also hopes to learn how to find potential buyers.
"Well, I feel the divinity from him. If I'm not wrong, he is also a person who has received divine favor." After thinking about Tommy's cousin Snorri, he still didn't fool him with the fortune-telling knowledge he knew in his previous life.
, but tell the truth.
When he returned to the hotel where he was staying, Snorri found that someone was waiting for him. The visitor was the Hammer Guard of Lord Aric Rufusun, and he sent an invitation to tomorrow's dinner.
"What? Is it to celebrate the grace of the Mother Goddess?" Snorri had a headache looking at the invitation, which meant another round of unnutritious speeches and a lot of drinking, which he did not know whether in his previous life or now.
I like it so much.
But in fact, he had to go whether it was for the immediate growth of rejuvenation points or for the long-term revitalization of the Mountain Kingdom. Not only did he go, he also had to concentrate on cooperating and even leading the performance.
"Not entirely, the respected goddess's choice!" the hammer guard replied respectfully. Hearing this, Snorri was a little surprised. Could it be that something worthy of great success happened in just one day?
"Not entirely, then what's the agenda?" Snorri asked.
"Send troops to settle the hatred!" The Hammer Guard was a little confused when he heard this. It seemed to him that the wood elves regarded the people of Karak-Horn as if they were nothing, and ran over to snatch things, cause damage and even hurt people.
Isn’t the goddess’s choice also present?
"Don't we only have a dozen unfortunate victims? Lord Aric is going to go to war over this matter?" Snorri asked again. This sudden war would have a great impact on the next plan for him and the convoy he protected. "Well, you don't know something," the Hammer Guard took a glass of beer from Balin and sat down and said. "Our lord's behavior style is somewhat similar to that of your father, His Majesty High King Thorgreen.
Since taking the throne, I have always said that I will learn from your father’s approach and settle every hatred, no matter how big or small!”
"This, my father is not..." Snorri hesitated.
"His Majesty the High King is responsible for clearing the hatred of the entire Mountain Kingdom. Lord Arik claimed that even if he cannot help the High King at the moment, he must at least clear the hatred of the Horn Castle himself. It is most basic not to hold back!" Iron Hammer!
The warrior said proudly that he was proud of his lord's ambition.
"That, that is indeed a grand ambition!" Snorri praised. He realized that he now needs to adjust his subconscious way of thinking. He is a dwarf, and even if the wood elf lady is in line with the aesthetics of his previous life, he has to let go of his illusions.
, prepare to fight.
"Okay, I will attend on time!" After agreeing, he sent the messenger out of the door, and Snorri returned to his room to sleep.
The next night, Snorri received a higher standard of courtesy in the hall of Karak-Hearn. Compared with the previous hearsay, seeing the divine grace in person twice in a row was undoubtedly more shocking.
Although there was an endless stream of dwarf nobles toasting him, Snorri still struggled to squeeze in front of Lord Aric.
"Your Majesty, please listen to me!" Snorri whispered.
"What's wrong? Could it be that the Mother Goddess has some message for my revenge?" Lord Aric attaches great importance to Snorri's opinion.
"I heard that you are going to send troops to Athel Loren Forest to settle the hatred, but could you please postpone the date of the expedition for a few days?" Snorri kept thinking about how to speak all the way, but in the end he decided not to stop Arik.
An act of revenge.
"Why, the respected Goddess Chosen, the God Grimnir taught us that we should not postpone the hatred that can be settled today until tomorrow!" Lord Aric was a little strange.
"It's like this. The caravan I'm responsible for protecting has to go all the way to the end of the Gray Mountains through Dongya Pass. If you start the war now, as long as those pointed ears in the forest are not stupid, there is a high probability that my team will be intercepted!
”
Snorri analyzed that in his opinion, the wood elves have a large air force, and through the thick roots of the age oak tree known as the roots of the world, they can travel underground, so that the earth network that the dwarves are proud of will also
Disturbed.
If faced with three-dimensional attacks from the sky, underground and ground, Snorri does not think that with his own strength, he can successfully reach the next stop of the caravan, Karak Norn, which is the Desolate Castle.
"Mother Goddess! I actually forgot what brought you here!" Lord Arik slapped his forehead.
"Thank you for reminding me. If the caravan cannot arrive smoothly, the compatriots on the other side of the Gray Mountains may even write me down in the Book of Hatred!" Lord Arik said.
"Yes, it is indeed a good thing to liquidate hatred, but if the liquidation may bring more hatred provisions, it is better to think twice." Snorri still advised.
"Then let the heads of the pointed-eared people hang around their necks for a few more days! Anyway, the colder the weather, the less help they can get from those damn wooden stakes!" Lord Arik hammered the table and shouted.
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Every winter solstice, the god-king Orion of the wood elves willingly lies in the cremation pile and falls into the annual cycle of reincarnation. Only on the eve of the spring equinox will a young prince volunteer to become the next "Oline". And the tree demon
, forest spirits like tree people will also fall into silence.
Looking at his reaction that he obviously didn't listen, Snorri shook his head secretly. The king who had just succeeded to the throne was eager to establish his authority through a significant victory. Yesterday, Snorri learned that all he had settled before was
Just some trivial hatred.
Businessmen are always the most sensitive to risks. As soon as they smell the smell of war, they can't wait to get ready to go.
This was exactly what Snorri wanted. He mobilized the caravan without waiting for the human traders from all over the place to arrive. After leaving the Horn Castle, the personnel of the caravan experienced a change of blood, but in general, there was not much strength.
The big change is that the proportion of humans has increased a bit, and many merchants who want to go to Bretonnia have also hitched a ride on the caravan.
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