"The dim lantern wishes everyone good luck; the sharp pickaxe brings rewards."
"Drilling into the mine under the first ray of morning light, talking and laughing and wishing each other well."
"One digs silver, and the other digs gold, fine gold, mithril, and meteorite, but the ones I yearn for the most are orichalcum and ether magic crystal."
"The mud filled the gaps between the nails, the sweat was blown away by the wind again and again, and the lamp oil was refilled countless times."
"In the setting sun, the miners were arm-in-arm, laughing and making noise, the ore inside the carriage jingled, and the aroma of ale outside the carriage became stronger and stronger."
"This is the day of the miners, fulfilling and satisfying. The children of the mountains never return empty-handed, never..."
The girl's singing voice floated in the sunset, but she was wearing leather armor instead of a long skirt or evening dress that matched the beautiful singing voice.
Trixis, the daughter of the patriarch of the dwarf tribe in the Iron Chip Plains, although she has the fighting level of an intermediate professional, she prefers an elegant life, at least she looks like an artistic girl every day.
However, her singing stopped abruptly today because she saw a beautiful figure. She had dark red shoulder-length curly hair, indigo blue pupils, and a blood-striped petal pattern on her chest.
That was the black dress in her fantasy, and it was an elegant manner that should only exist in novels. But the other person's expression was too stiff, or it should be described as cold and ruthless.
"Sir, this place is called Iron Chip Plains, and it is the habitat of the dwarves."
"But there is nothing noteworthy among them, and those dirty miners are not in line with your temperament."
Alberto, the female insect, introduced with some enthusiasm. After all, compared to the troll masters in the Remnant Shield Fortress, the dwarves in the Iron Plains are too mediocre.
Therefore, if Gloria hadn't planned to control the entire shadow land at once this time, the female worm Alberto wouldn't even bother to set foot on the Iron Filing Plains again.
Not to mention Gloria, who is usually extremely demanding. It is Alberto, the genius worm, who feels that doing this is a complete waste of time. It is really better to sleep in a cave on the sixth floor of the necropolis.
Gloria nodded when she heard this, but she had already sensed that there was no aura of strong people here. But just as the female insect Alberto said, Gloria was already a little angry. After all, Gloria
I have no interest in staying with a bunch of rubbish and continuing to waste my breath.
"Two adults, may I ask, are you from Flowing Light City?"
"Welcome to the Iron Chip Plains. If you don't mind, you two can come with me back to the city for a quick meal. My name is Kunka, and I am the official leader of the dwarf tribe in the Iron Chip Plains."
Although Kunka is only a high-level warrior, and although he cannot accurately perceive the true level of the other two, the feeling of heart palpitations cannot be ignored, at least making Kunka almost crawl to the ground.
Perhaps it is because the Iron Chip Plains is close to Flowing Light City that we can understand the sudden rise of the other party. However, the various forces that exist in the Shadow Land are not as utilitarian as the outside world at all.
Flowing Light City indeed seems too powerful, but all the forces in the Land of Shadows have chosen to remain silent. Most of them even recognize the strength of Flowing Light City, but have no other ideas, such as getting a share of the pie.
To put it more clearly, Kunca, the leader of the dwarf tribe, is also a very self-aware person. Therefore, ever since he saw Gloria and the female insect Alberto, he has not had any thoughts of resistance.
"Lead the way. Although I am an elegant person, I admire the dwarf miners very much."
"By the way, this is a piece of orichalcum ore, just think of it as meal expenses for me and Alberto."
Gloria nodded when she heard this, then turned her hand and took out a piece of orichalcum orichalcum from the blood realm forbidden room on the seventh floor of the necropolis, and then threw it to the other party.
This kind of thing is not a precious thing to Gloria today, but Kunca, the leader of the dwarf clan who could remain calm a second ago, had his eyes gleaming, and finally tremblingly took the piece of orichalcum ore
Pick up with care.
After all, the rare ore "Orichalcum" has never been produced in the Iron Plains, let alone "Ether Magic Crystal".
This was a mediocre dinner, or even if Rikka drank too much, he would not have made such food. The female worm Alberto was lying on his shoulder from beginning to end, with no desire to eat at all. But Gloria
Uncharacteristically, he took two bites of the stew, and even took a sip of the turbid ale in the glass.
"I dare to ask Lady Gloria, what will Iron Chip Plains have to pay after swearing allegiance to Flowing Light City?"
"As you can see, the dwarves are not a tribe with sufficient supplies. All they can provide are useless ores, and there is really nothing else they can do with."
Kunka, the leader of the dwarf tribe, took a deep breath and said this. He didn't care what the other party thought, just because the actual situation was like this. Instead of deceiving the other party, perhaps telling the truth would be a better choice.
After all, being able to "maintain the status quo" is the greatest expectation of the dwarves. In other words, in the Land of Shadows, "gold coins" are the most useless things, far inferior to "barter".
"There is no need to pay anything. From now on, Iron Filing Plains can sell the extra ore to Flowing Light City, and the iron tools produced can also be sold in Flowing Light City."
"My only request to the dwarves is to surrender to me. Listen carefully, it's me, not Flowing Light City."
"I have said what I need to say. If you go against my will, the dwarves will surely perish. You should take care of yourself."
Gloria's voice echoed in the air for a long time, but she and the female insect Alberto had disappeared, so strong that only the dwarves were left with one choice.
Kunka, the leader of the dwarf tribe, was stunned for three to five minutes. Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile and chose to accept the other party's conditions. After all, this was the best choice, and the dwarves could even get more supplies in exchange for ores. "Sir, those guys are simply uncivilized creatures. If you plan to harvest more ores, you might as well inform Black Crystal Castle directly. After all, Black Crystal Castle is the real dwarves."
The female insect Alberto said this, but she smacked her milk tablets again, not even paying attention to the dwarves in the Iron Filing Plains.
"I only hope that the living environment can be better, but I have never counted on anyone, whether it is the dwarves living in seclusion in the Iron Plains or the dwarves thriving in the Flint Basin."
"They are just ants. If I can create raw ore through alchemy, then there will be no need for the dwarves to exist."
Gloria said this, and then she flashed and disappeared into the night. However, if a piece of orichalcum ore was wasted, the iron filings plain would surrender. There was no way Gloria would miss this deal.
In Gloria's eyes, the dwarves are all upright guys. Except for ale and mineral veins, they rarely care about anything.
However, from the perspective of the female worm Alberto, the other party is extremely lucky. After all, the "blood demon during the day" and the "blood demon at night" are completely different things.
Gloria always looks extremely irritable during the day. Even if her companions anger her rashly, she will turn her anger towards them.
But after night falls, Gloria becomes the easiest person to get along with. As long as she is not too aggressive, she is easier to get along with than anyone else.
After all, she can only exert her full strength at night, and at most 70% during the day. It is the nature of any creature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so even someone as strong as Gloria cannot avoid it. In addition, her strength is enough to be squandered, which naturally occurs
The two completely opposite attitudes have allowed the dwarves living in the iron plains to survive.