Seeing that he failed to win over the goblins, how could Vlad hang himself from a tree?
Fortunately, I was very lucky today. Not only did I meet the goblins, but I also met the hospitable dwarves.
He immediately set his sights on the cute dwarves behind him.
Compared to the ugliness of the goblins, the dwarves are undoubtedly much better looking. Although there is a hundred thousand tom gold difference between them and the tauren Toom, in general, they are still good-looking.
At least it won't cause nausea, dizziness and other symptoms.
Vlad turned to the leading dwarf and smiled, "Mr. Gilliam, would you be lucky enough to visit your dwarf tribe?"
Gillim, the bearded dwarf, was stunned for a moment, and then the surprise in his heart melted away like candy. A happy smile spread across his bronze face. He grinned and said, "Our honor, Your Highness."
"Will it not affect the progress of the project?"
Vlad knew that the goblin Tomkin was equivalent to the contractor, while the dwarves were technical workers. As for the red-haired low-level demons at the back, they were handymen. Vlad naturally had to be concerned about whether the lack of dwarves would affect the smooth construction of the project.
"Of course, Balin and I can take you there, and the remaining dwarves will stay."
Vlad nodded, turned to Robin and said, "Well, you stay to check the progress of the project."
"Yes, Your Highness."
When the tauren Toom heard that Vlad was going to the dwarf village, he raised his own objections.
"Your Highness, I don't think it's a good idea for you to go to the dwarf village, especially if you don't have enough guards."
Gillim, the bearded dwarf, was very unhappy. Apparently he felt that Toom underestimated them, "Your Highness is the most distinguished guest of our dwarves and will receive the most careful protection from our dwarf tribe."
"Actually, I'm worried about you."
Toom looked at the dwarf Gillim and the other dwarf Balin warily.
"you......"
Home Affairs Officer Robin also raised objections.
"Your Highness, although the dwarf village is nominally a village under the jurisdiction of our Meisusi, in fact we do not really manage those hot-tempered dwarves. We do not tax or provide protection. Because of this, the village is a mixed bag.
It has gradually become a refuge for many criminals, so the dwarf village is not safe."
Gillim, the bearded dwarf, wanted to refute, but maybe the cute dwarf was not good at refuting others. Of course, it was also possible that what Robin said was the truth and he could not refute it.
However, such belittling of their tribe's place of residence still made them so angry that they breathed a little quickly. After a while, they huffed and said, "Anyway, as long as we get to the dwarf village, the heroic dwarves are enough to ensure the safety of His Highness, even if the blood of the tribe is drained."
, we will also protect our valued guests."
It was obvious that the dwarf Gillim was so excited that he threatened to kill the entire clan.
Vlad initially thought that the dwarf village was just a village slowly formed because there were many dwarves living here. Only now did he realize that this dwarf village was actually a lawless place.
Vlad was noncommittal about the dwarves' promise, but he was not satisfied with them calling him "the most distinguished guest". What kind of distinguished guest, what kind of guest would the devil want? I am the lord here now, and I may have endless descendants in the future.
Endless is the lord here.
You still treat me as a guest? Is this justified?
I am the master here, okay!
"How many villages are there like the Dwarf Village?"
Prince Vlad was very angry.
I don’t pay taxes in my territory. Isn’t it every devil’s natural right to pay taxes voluntarily?
Without taxes, how can I go to shopping malls to spend money? How can I buy airplanes and cannons, export the truth amidst the artillery fire, and prey on the common people under the artillery fire?
Internal Affairs Officer Robin was stunned. He always felt that His Highness the Prince's brain circuit was a little abnormal.
"There are probably three or four more."
Vlad breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were not many villages like this that did not pay taxes.
"But some villages are very big, and some villages are comparable to some towns."
The province of Mae Soth adopts a four-level administrative division: province, region, town, and village.
"Is it three or four? Forget it. When you return to the city, compile a set of information and give it to me. I need to take a closer look."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
"Then will Your Highness still go to this dwarf village?"
"Of course, since the friendly and hospitable dwarf gentlemen regard me as their most distinguished guest, how can I not go?"
After speaking, he showed a very friendly smile and said to the two dwarves who were eagerly waiting for Vlad's decision, "It is my honor to have the honor to visit your dwarf village."
Vlad was hesitant at first, but seeing the indignant looks of the two dwarves and knowing that these dwarves might be more face-conscious, Vlad naturally had to respect the dwarves' feelings.
Moreover, if he gave up halfway because of fear today, the dwarves would definitely look down on him.
When the news reaches the dwarf tribe, it will undoubtedly become more difficult for the dwarf village to return to the warm embrace of the Methos province.
That's right, Vlad is no longer limited to wooing the dwarves and hiring a few dwarves. He wants to eliminate this small and medium-sized security risk, the lawless place closest to the City of Heroes.
"But..." Internal Affairs Officer Robin wanted to continue.
Vlad made his decision with a wave of his hand.
"Stop talking, since the dwarf gentlemen welcomed me so much, I have no reason to live up to their enthusiasm!"
Vlad's slightly exaggerated performance still moved the two dwarves very much. The bearded dwarf Gillim and the other dwarf Balin put their hands on their chests and bent down to salute.
"Since His Highness the Prince is willing to visit our dwarf village, Balin, please go back and inform the clan leader first. Your Highness, you can rest assured that the clan leader will welcome you with the highest courtesy."
Vlad was overjoyed, and he was about to gently remind the dwarf Gillim that he should send the most elite warriors of your clan to protect your most distinguished guest.
Unexpectedly, Gilliam thought of it in advance.
From this point of view, the dwarves are not stupid, which makes it easier to deal with. Vlad is obviously more willing to deal with intelligent creatures than idiots.
At this time, Bahrain was already sitting on an animal that looked like a donkey and was walking away. It looked like a donkey but was not a donkey because its hair was all white, it had sharp horns on its head, and its ears were longer than a donkey. It was commonly used by farmers, and was generally used by farmers.
It was used to carry things and cultivate land, so people called it Bayik.
On the muddy field roads, Bayik is undoubtedly very suitable. Compared with the combat mount, it is undoubtedly much smaller and will not trample on the seedlings.
Vlad looked at the departing figure of the dwarf Balin and said to Gillim and Tuom, "Very good, let's set off now."
Tuomu was obviously still hesitant.
"Your Highness, would you like to think about it again?"
Vlad turned over on the donkey, no, turned over on Bayk, waved his whip and laughed, "What are you thinking about? I believe in the dwarf brothers."
The dwarf Gillim was about to turn over on Bayik when he heard Vlad's sincere words and was inexplicably moved.
Vlad naturally does not believe in the dwarves as much as he shows, but he knows that the chance of the dwarves murdering him is too low, almost negligible. If they murder His Highness the Prince, they will not survive anyway. Unless the dwarves collectively go crazy, or the collective is
Only an idiot could harm his life.
In fact, as long as something happens in a dwarf village, even if it has nothing to do with the dwarves, the dwarves will be exterminated, of course only the local dwarves.
After all, Vlad is still a real prince. No matter whether his prince is loved by his father or not, he still represents his father's face.
In a word, the king of the Evernight Empire has such a big face that no one dares to hit him in the face easily!