Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

During this period, Lord took the initiative to undertake the task of lighting the fire. He snapped his fingers and made the fire magic that made the eyes of the dwarves shine.

If you master this magic, you will no longer have to go through the trouble of drilling wood to make fire and then carefully keep the fire burning.

Unfortunately, they could only envy them. After all, dwarves were notorious magic idiots and it was impossible for them to learn magic.

"Thank you again, Mr. Lord."

Amuro walked over to Lord with a glass of wine in his hand. He was very grateful to Lord for his great help in dealing with the werewolf's corpse just now.

The most troublesome thing about monsters is that their blood will pollute the land, and even their corpses have to be burned, otherwise they are likely to turn into undead corpses and become even more terrifying monsters.

"It's okay, Chief Amuro." Lord raised his glass and clinked it with the dwarf chief in front of him.

The other person's beard was very long and had turned gray, and he looked quite old.

Lord remembered that the lifespan of dwarves in this world seemed to be much longer than that of humans, basically around two to three hundred years. After all, Xin Jiyuan in later generations was already several decades old, and Aize had just entered old age.

He said that he could no longer swing the axe, but in fact he could easily kill a demon with one blow.

There is also the dwarf warrior Furu who guards the village. He looks older than Amuro in front of him, but he is actually much more powerful.

All I can say is that the strength of the dwarves really can’t be judged by age.

"Miss Celia, do you really not need anything?"

Amuro looked at Celie, who was sitting beside him with only a glass of water in her hand.

"No, I don't like wine, and your cooking elements are too confusing."

Lord was a little surprised after hearing this. When he cooked for this elf lady, she had never been picky about food, nor would she refuse the food he cooked because the elements were too chaotic.

When I took a bite of the kebab made of some unknown animal meat, I could taste the coarse salt grains sprinkled on the surface. The taste was very rough, and it was indeed much different from my own.

Amuro didn't say anything about Celie's refusal. After all, he would be surprised if she participated in his celebration like this.

Compared with Celia, Lord in front of him didn't look like an elf at all.

Amuro then spoke again, "It seems Mr. Lord is not an elf. I just don't know what humans are like. I have never seen one before."

Amuro stroked his beard, a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"When I was young, I also traveled across this continent and encountered many creatures of different races. Some of them I could communicate with, while others I couldn't. Unfortunately, I later encountered the demons and nearly died at their hands. Since then, I haven't left the village again."

Amuro's arm was exposed, with a deep scar running down his chest.

"Are the demons very strong?" Lord asked.

"Very strong!" Amuro said solemnly, "Each demon is an evolution of one of the most powerful monsters. Whether in combat or understanding of magic, they should not be underestimated."

"Don't underestimate the demons. You should know that the destruction of the original dwarf kingdom was related to the demons."

Celie, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

"This continent originally had five nations, one of which was the Dwarven Kingdom. However, this nation was destroyed overnight, and its people were divided into eight clans that roamed the continent."

Lord noticed that as Celie spoke, a hint of pain appeared in Amuro's eyes.

Chapter 10 The Dwarf Who Wasn't a Sociable Person

Amuro nodded painfully. "Yes, our Ironfoot tribe is one of the survivors from that time. However, this village was formed after it split into several tribes."

The dwarf tribe is quite fragmented. It seems that the impact of the annihilation of the country still exists today.

"So your dwarven nation was destroyed by the demons?"

"Correct!"

Amuro was still a child at that time, but he still remembers the scene vividly.

A huge magic circle enveloped the entire Dwarf King City, and countless monsters emerged from it. Although there were a large number of elite Dwarf warriors in the capital, they were still unable to withstand such a large number of monsters, not to mention that they had the command of the demons behind them.

It was from that day that the Dwarf Kingdom disappeared from this world.

Monsters and demons have become the common enemies of all creatures on this continent.

At this thought, Amuro slammed his wine glass down on the table, spilling the murky liquid. "The most ironic thing is that the magic circles used by those demons are powered by the ancient relics unearthed by us dwarves!"

The dwarves' greed for gold and gems prompted them to dig deeper and deeper into the mines, and then they dug up ancient relics.

The dwarves were ecstatic at the time, but they didn't expect that it would be the source of their destruction.

Hmm. Some familiar plots.

I just don't know if the Arken Gem exists?

"What is that holy relic?" Lord continued to ask.

"A red slate."

Celia suddenly interrupted, "Where is that stone tablet now?"

Amuro shook his head. "It disappeared the night the kingdom was destroyed. It's probably in the ruins of the Dwarf Kingdom. Those demons didn't get it anyway."

Lord didn't understand why Celie suddenly spoke, so he looked at her, but she fell silent again, obviously not wanting to continue talking.

It seems I can only wait until there are two of us before asking.

"Lord Lord, I have a request."

Amuro looked at Lord, and through observation he found that it seemed that most of the things between the two of them were communicated by Lord, and Celie hardly cared about them.

The appearance of this traveling couple in their village may be some kind of divine will.

"You say, but let's be clear in advance, we are just ordinary travelers, so don't expect too much from us."

Considering that the wine brewed by the dwarves is delicious, Lord doesn't mind agreeing to some insignificant things for them.

Besides, the civilization of these dwarves is quite developed. Various silk fabrics and complete sets of armor fully prove that they have excellent craftsmanship.

I have to pack some food before I leave, at least a few blankets, so I don't have to sleep on the hard ground every night.

"Actually, I want you to have a sparring match with my son."

Lord was a little slow to react to what Amuro said, and even Celie raised her head.

"why?"

"This rebellious son dreams of going out on adventures every day. I want you to dissuade him from this ridiculous idea."

When Amuro said this, he almost couldn't hold back his anger.

It was because he had taken risks before that he knew how dangerous the outside world was. As an unfilial son, he was only a forty-year-old child. How could he let the other person go out and take risks at ease?

The only way to make him recognize himself is to use the difference in strength between the two travelers in front of him.

In fact, he could also guess the real reason why his son Som wanted to go out on an adventure. Unlike ordinary dwarves, the other party was completely like an outlier among dwarves.

He would get a headache as soon as he drank, and was destined to miss all the village banquets. He was not very good at learning the dwarf's blacksmithing skills, but was instead obsessed with weaving, a craft that was not masculine enough.

In fact, in Amuro's village, there is no difference between male dwarves and female dwarves, and female dwarves also wear armor and go into battle to kill enemies.

But Amuro couldn't accept that his son liked this craft, and the most important thing was that his son didn't have a beard!

Is a dwarf without a beard still a dwarf? Wouldn't that just be the ugly goblin next door?

Therefore, his son has been disliked by people in the group since he was a child, and that is why the other party had the idea of ​​going out for adventure.

"I get a headache whenever I drink. Could it be an alcohol allergy? But without a beard, I certainly don't look like a dwarf."

In this village where all female dwarves grow beards, the other party is indeed an outlier.

It's like a Sphynx cat sneaking into a group of Hakimi, which will definitely make the other Hakimi angry.

"What do you think, Celie?"

If they want to compete, Celie must come out personally. He is very aware of his current strength.

"can."

Of course, Celie would not refuse the opportunity to fight with others.

"In that case, let's go and meet your son."

Led by Amuro, several people came to a house. Not long after they knocked on the door, a figure walked out.

Lord never thought that one day he would use the word "handsome" to describe the dwarves, but the dwarf before him was indeed worthy of this word.

Does the lack of beard have such a big impact on the dwarves' appearance?

On the other side, Som saw Lord and the other man at first sight. He was also on the front line during the monster attack during the day, but he was wearing armor and a helmet at that time, so Lord did not notice his presence.

"Old man, why are you coming to my place instead of taking your benefactor to the banquet?"

Amuro said with a straight face, "Som, haven't you always wanted to go on an adventure? As long as you defeat these two, I agree."

Som's eyes lit up instantly. "Really?" He looked at Lord and Celie excitedly. "Just wait and see!"

Lord was so confident that he could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

Celie simply looked at Som calmly, "Interesting."

Som couldn't wait to turn around and rush back into the house. A moment later he came out carrying a strangely shaped long-handled battle axe.

Lord noticed that the blade of the battle axe was covered with fine lines, making it more like a work of art than a weapon.

Som naturally could not forge such a powerful weapon. This equipment was made by his father and was also his father's most proud work. It had accompanied him through many battles and now it was passed into his hands.

Celia carefully examined the patterns on it. "Dwarves can't use magic, but they possess the most powerful forging skills. They can carve magic into weapons in the form of patterns, so that the forged weapons also have certain magical effects."

Celia was actually explaining to Lord because she knew that he definitely didn't know this.

"Magic enchantment, that's interesting, but I wonder if I can learn it?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Since the two of them weren't hiding from others during their conversation, Amuro naturally overheard Lord's sigh. "No other race can learn the dwarven forging techniques, and that includes these magical runes."

Chapter 11: Elves' Defensive Magic

"I see."

Lord didn't feel too much regret. He just asked casually. After all, being a blacksmith was not his goal.

"But maybe we can create some magic with the same effect, like temporarily enchanting weapons."

Only Celie could hear Lord's mumbling, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly. She was looking forward to what kind of magic this man would create.