Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

Where am I? The painful demon who had lost her ability to speak could not speak. She tried to find where she was originally. Before her thinking ability completely stopped, she saw a headless body with purple-pink skin ten meters away.

Perhaps because its head was separated from its body, the headless corpse of the Demon of Pain had already fallen to one side. Fang Qingyun's slap directly caused the Demon of Pain's head to fly up like a top, but her body still stayed in place and fell off the chair due to gravity.

How...is this...possible?

This was the last thought of the suffering demon.

The next second, when the Demon of Pain's health points dropped to zero and his body turned into blue magic dust, the cheers of the dwarves almost blew off the ceiling. Some jumped onto the table and shook it to open their beer, some laughed and poured food into their mouths, some hugged another dwarf to celebrate, and some began to wipe their tears. The dwarves' gestures were extremely strange, and the captain's room, which was broadcasted through the monitor, was also full of cheers. The bearded captain held the communicator and excitedly announced to the bar that in order to celebrate the elimination of this hatred, all dwarves could drink five glasses of beer for free, with as much ice as they wanted!

Which of these dwarves didn't have a blood debt with the devil? Every dwarf had at least two entries in his book of hatred. Either a tribe member was tortured to death by a devil, or an elder died at the hands of a devil. Ordinary devils were fine, but the pain devils were like snipers on the battlefield. If they were caught by the dwarves, they would only have the option of being executed in public. Now a pain devil had died in front of all the dwarves. If Fang Qingyun hadn't been surrounded by a circle of people, the dwarves would probably have lifted Fang Qingyun up and thrown him into the sky.

At this moment, Fang Qingyun finally ended that painful journey. Although he was not affected by the venom of the painful demon, Fang Qingyun still felt phantom pain. If Viola beside him had not helped him up, he would probably have to lie on that high-legged chair for a while.

"Then our winner has been born! He ended the fight by slapping the Demon of Pain's head off!" The host stood on the chair and raised Fang Qingyun's hand: "Now let's cheer for him!"

After the dwarves below cheered for a few sentences, someone took the lead in singing dwarven-style songs. Fang Qingyun stood on the stage and watched some dwarves crying while singing, or some dwarves hurriedly ran back to their rooms, brought the Book of Hatred back to the bar, bit their fingers and used their blood to cross out a few lines of hatred in the Book of Hatred. Fang Qingyun watched their actions with mixed feelings.

"So where are you going, loser?" The host looked at the heir who was trying to sneak away. At that time, the head of the painful demon of death flew into his arms. Realizing that he had caused a big disaster, he wanted to sneak away when no one was paying attention, but was discovered by the host. With just a word from the host, several dwarves nearby blocked the heir tightly. Using cards like demons in front of the dwarves, and in the sacred slapping competition, the dwarves had no choice but to bear a grudge.

What's more, this heir even had the idea of ​​escaping from the oath, which made the dwarf even more disgusted. Whitebeard found a booklet from the small room, which was the list of passengers. He searched for a long time and found the heir's name, and then crossed it out.

The dwarves will never do business with the family of such a person who insults the dwarves and their oaths!

Chapter 329: A Mage with Double A Power and Speed

"Oh, how embarrassing..." Fang Qingyun forced a smile. The pain just now seemed to still be flowing in his blood vessels, and it felt like cramps and bones being pulled wherever it reached. Even though he gritted his teeth and endured it with all his strength, the pain still made a layer of fine white sweat break out on the top of his head.

Fang Qingyun, who was supported by Kikuchiyo and Viola on both sides, did not realize how weak his legs were until he stood up. If Viola had not used her height to support Fang Qingyun's armpits, he would have fallen on the two of them like a corpse being dragged away.

After seeing Fang Qingyun like this, Antina turned around and returned to her seat, pulling out the chair that belonged to Fang Qingyun. Viola and Kikuchiyo pulled Fang Qingyun to the side of the seat and arranged Fang Qingyun on it. Viola let go of Fang Qingyun's hand and complained unhappily: "Hey, you have to lose weight."

Fang Qingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was now exhausted. "This is not the time to talk about losing weight. I may have been infected by that ghost thing. When you mention losing weight now, the fastest way that comes to my mind is to cut off the skin and flesh."

Antina sat opposite Fang Qingyun, looking so helpless that she was very lovable. She seemed to think that it was her own problem that made Fang Qingyun suffer such pain. Psychologically, she hoped to be scolded, which would make her feel a little better.

However, neither Fang Qingyun nor Viola were the kind of people who liked to vent their emotions. Viola sat next to Antina, picked her up, and let the green cat's head sit in her arms. Her broad chest covered the back of Antina's head, comforting the little girl who thought it was all her fault.

"Don't worry, you're not wrong. If anyone in our family is bullied, he will go up to help get it back." Viola said kindly: "This is his own choice, he will never regret it."

"Actually, I still regret it." Fang Qingyun lay on the table. His words made Antina feel like she was falling into the abyss, but the next sentence pulled Antina up: "I shouldn't have been so arrogant and played fair with those nobles... When that demon came out, I should have ignored the moral code and shouted for my dwarf brothers to come with me... Now it hurts me..."

Daryl came over with a bottle of wine in his hand. The diameter of the bottle was large. At first glance, it didn't look like a bottle, but a beaker with half of its mouth sealed. It was thick and strong, like a smaller version of a wine barrel. When he heard Fang Qingyun's words, he was not angry. Instead, he laughed heartily and said, "That's natural. When that demon appeared, many of us had our weapons ready, and I was no exception. I was just waiting for you to shout, and then we would rush up and slice the demon with wine."

"I'm really sorry for not giving you this chance..." Fang Qingyun forced himself up from the table. His powerless arms seemed to be shaking like sieve bran. Daryl quickly helped Fang Qingyun up with one hand: "It's okay, no need to get up. All dwarves know how much pain demons can torture people. Legend has it that only warriors with wills as strong as iron and stone can endure such pain. I didn't expect a human like you to have a will as strong as iron and stone. I think the elders are planning to give you a medal."

"Medal?" Fang Qingyun laughed. He looked in the direction of Viola. At this moment, Antina, comforted by her broad mind, quickly regained her spirits. "Did you see that girl in black military uniform? She is our medal master. She is very good at making medals. I think she would be happy to learn about the style of the dwarf's medal."

After hearing Fang Qingyun's words, Viola opened the portal to the hell space, pulled out a ribbon full of medals, and threw it on the table as if it were a worthless thing. She rolled her eyes and flirted with Fang Qingyun, "Don't call me for this kind of thing next time. Can't you do it yourself?"

Fang Qingyun said cheerfully: "Okay, okay, I'll do it myself when I'm better. By the way, how's that Penguin rookie doing? I haven't heard from him."

"Him?" Viola laughed. "The rookie always runs to the kitchen. He originally wanted raw fish, but after trying the salt-baked mullet, he became reluctant to leave. He usually goes to chat with the little girls. Now he is chatting well with Xi'er. They seem to be very interested in the unicorns that some little girls play with..."

Daryl's exclamation interrupted Viola's story. Viola did not show any displeasure. Instead, she seemed to have a plan and gave Fang Qingyun a look. Fang Qingyun turned his head and looked over. At this moment, Daryl's fingers were trembling as he held the ribbon. He couldn't let go of every medal, so much so that before touching the medals, he used a special hand sanitizer to avoid getting grease on the medals, which would be detrimental to their appearance.

There were no signs of cutting on the medals, as if they were naturally supposed to be in this shape. Fang Qingyun leaned over to take a look. The medals seemed to have been polished with a machine tool, so there were no faint marks of fingernails on the surface. This was simply unimaginable for the dwarves. These dwarves might have possessed miraculous forging abilities in the past, but that was only forging, which was a long way from machine tool polishing. This caused Daryl, who had never seen the kind of forging before, to exclaim in surprise.

Fang Qingyun leaned over to take a look. There were more than twenty medals on the ribbon, and each medal had a different pattern engraved on it. The medals were not all round. There were cross-shaped ones that looked like the Iron Cross, five-pointed star-shaped ones that looked like the American hero medals, and some that looked like flattened beer bottle caps hanging on the ribbon. The various medals almost dazzled Fang Qingyun.

"Please ask the two contestants to come up and execute the previous oath," the host called out on the field. The heir, who was obviously scolded, walked to the table reluctantly. His luxurious clothes were torn into several holes by the dwarf's dragging. Although he protested and threatened with his family connections, the only answer he got was the axe taken out by the dwarf with a bad look.

He straightened his clothes, trying to show the arrogance of a noble, but this action only made the onlookers feel funny. His action was like a goose with its neck tilted back, swaying and twisting its body and hooting a few times.

"Go, Antina, this is your time for revenge. Just follow the rules. If you don't understand, just ask the dwarf uncle." Fang Qingyun nodded to Antina. Antina jumped out of Viola's arms, squeezed through the crowd with the help of the maid, and came to the arena.

"Come on, little thing." The heir looked at the girl who almost made him lose everything with a bad face. If the girl had not chosen to resist when he touched her, he would not have fallen to this point: "Let me see your strength, bastard."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Qingyun stood up from the table with a bang. The dwarves who were watching were stunned for a moment, and then started shouting and cursing loudly. Dwarves attach great importance to the opposite sex, because the fertility rate of dwarves is not high, and the ratio of men to women is not so unbalanced that they need to share wives. In this case, every dwarf woman is worthy of respect. Therefore, when the heir said the word "bastard", the dwarves below were excited and wanted to go up and chop him up with an axe.

The Earl's son, who was the driving force behind the scenes, just held up his fingers and looked at his heir's wild words with a cold expression, calculating in his mind how much his own business could grow in the absence of a competitor.

Antina was not angry. She gave Fang Qingyun a look that said "believe me". Fang Qingyun slowly sat down, but the expression he showed when looking at his heir was still as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Next, please ask this lady to fulfill her oath and slap the guy opposite." The host's bias was not concealed at all. Normally, the noble titles would be introduced, but the host directly skipped this part and just wanted to see the heir get beaten as soon as possible.

Antina raised her hand and asked the host a question in a sweet voice: "Can I use magic?"

The host nodded with a teachable expression: "You can use magic, but in the end, all you can give him is a slap in the face, no magic."

Antina completely understood. To put it bluntly, you can use buffing spells but not damaging spells, right?

There are quite a few enhancement spells in hell... After all, so many armies need the support of spells, and the hell energy provided by the holy artifacts is endless. You know, Antina is not just playing games in hell, she is now the founder of hell spells.

Antina showed her tender white palms. The heir laughed at Antina's hands that had never done heavy work. At least he had calluses on his hands from sword practice, while Antina's hands were so tender that they seemed to be able to squeeze out water. How painful could a slap be? Now he was too lazy to pretend to respect civilians. Anyway, he was going to be thrown off the airship next, so he could just do whatever he wanted.

Antina took a deep breath and began to buff herself. The orange-red hell magic overflowed from her body, and even her pupils turned the orange-red color of hell magic.

"Follow my orders" greatly increases infantry movement speed, shooting accuracy and attack power.

"Aim at Weak Points" greatly increases the probability of attacking weak points, and also greatly increases the damage caused by hitting the enemy's weak points.

"Death Frenzy" greatly increases infantry movement speed, charge speed, and attack power.

"Hellraiser" restores a small amount of infantry health, increases infantry regeneration speed and attack power.

At this moment, Antina's palms were shining frighteningly. The heir opposite was trembling with fear and wanted to escape. If the dwarf had not stared at him, he might have had the urge to jump off the airship.

In order to kill the heir with one slap as much as possible, Antina cast the last spell "Final Command" on herself after applying all the damage buffs, fixing the effects of several buff skills on herself, and then turned her head to the heir and showed an innocent smile of a girl next door: "Any last words?"

The heir swallowed his saliva, still considering the question of which was more important, face or life, but Antina was determined not to indulge him. She took two steps forward and swung her hand. Her arm, which attacked with all her strength, turned into a whirlwind and slapped the heir hard in the face.

The heir was ejected like a ball, spinning in the air like a top before landing on the ground. His teeth flew everywhere like gold coins. His entire face was fanned and almost freed from the muscles, like a quilt that had been pulled and tugged, losing its original shape as soon as it was pulled. Even if he was rescued, he would have a paralyzed face.

Antina blew a breath on her palms that had returned to their whiteness. After finishing this small task of repairing the man, she bowed to the dwarves who were applauding loudly, and ran towards Fang Qingyun's seat skippingly.

Chapter 330: Antina's Transformation

Seeing Antina coming back proudly as if she had done something extraordinary, Fang Qingyun knew that the green cat head had overcome her inner obstacles.

Now everyone in Hell has combat power beyond that of ordinary people in this world. Even Xier who just came in, looks weak, but actually has great potential in her heart. Fang Qingyun does not ask what they can do for him after gaining power, but only asks that they can protect themselves when encountering possible dangers.

This kind of mentality must be overcome. You don't have to use the power, but you must know how to use it. These are two different things. Among these people, Fang Qingyun is most worried about Antina. Needless to say, those who come from other worlds are either murderers or have blood on their hands. In comparison, the danger level of Dona Dona's world can only be regarded as a peaceful world.

Because of what Perno had experienced since childhood and the power she now possesses, she could naturally do it. Having seen how dark society is, she naturally would not have any grandiose fantasies and think that it would be as simple as getting beaten. Kikuchiyo had experienced the painful lesson of the demise of the Tounom School, and she herself had seen blood, so she would not hold back when faced with a villain who needed to be killed.

Not to mention the Alice sisters. Theoretically, the Alice sisters and Bronya can form a trio of young soldiers. The three of them are snipers who learned to use a gun before they learned to use chopsticks. Although they are living in peace in hell now, if they really encounter a situation where they need to use a gun, no one will be able to get away with it.

There is no need to say much about Viola of the zombie army. She is a ruthless person who can tear apart the hell machine with her bare hands. She treats the shampooer as a gigolo. It is wishful thinking for any army group to want to meet Viola. There is no need to say much about the people in the food addiction dungeon. Although Ximi and Juer are fully committed to the cooking experiment, one of them is a demon and the other is a dragon. No one can do anything to them in terms of physical fitness, and they are completely crushed by them in terms of magic.

Although the Skeleton Trio is now living a retired life, their combat effectiveness is still strong. Even Zhang Bo, who is apparently the weakest in the Food Addiction Dungeon, is protected by about 500 soldiers arranged by Fang Qingyun, which is almost the same number of people protecting the command center.

So after counting them over and over again, the one who seems to give Fang Qingyun the most headache is Antina. The green cat-head is always curious about everything, just like this time when she came out to see the dwarves. It is conceivable that the next world to be visited is [Deep Rock Galaxy], where the enemies are all kinds of insects. If Antina has this kind of travel mentality again, she may not be able to react when facing these crises.

Of course, this does not mean that Antina should be thrown to the front line or not arranged with guards. The key is that she is not given adequate preventive measures and psychological preparation. It is easy for Antina, who is full of desire for exploration, to become timid and even seriously interfere with her growth process... She should be a fearless explorer, curious about everything, have no problem being alone, and can play with others, instead of shrinking into her room to play games after being hit and becoming a permanent homegirl.

This sounds a bit like taking charge of one's life, and even has the meaning of doing good for others, but Fang Qingyun doesn't think so. He experienced two ways of education when he was a child. On the one hand, his parents taught him to keep himself clean, and he developed the correct outlook on life, world outlook, and values, and has maintained them until later. He doesn't drink, smoke, gamble, or even go to KTV. On the other hand, his parents also taught him some things, but that caused him to rebel.

The biggest difference between "for your own good" and normal education methods is guidance. Forcing others to learn will always cause some rebellious psychology, but normal education methods will not. As long as there is sufficient guidance, Fang Qingyun believes that these problems can be solved.

Although this might be an illusion caused by his having never raised a child, it did not stop him from doing this and carrying it out. He hugged Antina who rushed towards him, rubbed her face to comfort her, and praised her for doing a good job. This kind of self-defense behavior should hurt the other person, and if anything happened, Fang Qingyun would help her clean it up.

"She has great potential, doesn't she?" Viola looked like a silly mother next to her, with an auntie smile on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.

[Perhaps you should take a look at the Grimoire of Fate. Antina's card has undergone a transformation and gained a second form.] The reminder from the Grimoire of Fate surprised Fang Qingyun. He had originally forgotten about this content, but he did not expect that this unintentional behavior would cause Antina to undergo a transformation. This forced him to revise his previous overly arbitrary speculation about the transformation.

At first, he thought that transformation was a change that occurred when they were subjected to some unbearable changes, just like Kikuchiyo. The Touno sect led by Kikuchiyo was almost destroyed overnight, and she had to use her own sword to completely correct the Touno sect. But now it seems that transformation may be just as it means literally. As long as they themselves grow, transformation will follow.

So the Alice sisters don't need to pay such a painful price for transformation. According to Fang Qingyun's previous idea, if the Alice sisters need to transform, one of them is likely to die once and become a zombie. This does not conform to Fang Qingyun's three views, so Fang Qingyun rejected it without thinking. In this way, maybe one day when Alice grows to a psychological age that matches her physical age, the transformation will come, and the shadow who has been helping Alice to clean up the stall will naturally become an independent individual.

[Archmage Antina, 6-5-5]

[Stealth, Agility]

[Battlecry: For the remainder of this round, the opponent's spell card consumption is +2, the opponent's other card consumption is +1, and the opponent's card consumption cannot exceed 10 points. This effect can only be triggered once. When triggered a second time, the target will be changed to the card in the opponent's current hand.]

[Deathrattle: Reduce the cost of all cards in your hand that cost more than 5 mana points to 5 mana points]

...This is really unreasonable. Antina's transformation seems to have inherited her ability to use hell spells, turning her into an excellent follower to block the opponent's offensive. More importantly, this effect lasts for the rest of the game. This means that not only the cards in the deck, but also the cards that the opponent discovers, draws or steals will increase the cost of playing them. This is a terrifying suppression ability for some flexible decks that play combos.

Assuming this effect worked on the "Potion Thief" in the previous life, the "Potion Thief" could originally obtain two bottles of potion through a 1-cost spell card. When the potions entered the hand, they would automatically combine together in pairs, costing 3 points. This gave the potions unparalleled flexibility. There was no loss if the uncombined potions were played alone, and it would be even more profitable if they were played together.

But what if Antina pinches it like this? The 1-cost spell card becomes 3-cost, and the potion card is also a kind of spell card, so it will also increase by two costs to 5 costs, which is equivalent to 8 costs in exchange for two uncertain effects. Compared with 4 costs, this is almost unusable.

This effect of Antina will permanently affect the entire subsequent battle. If you play this card when facing a "Potion Thief", the opponent has basically no chance of winning if the two sides are evenly matched, and it will be difficult to kill the opponent through potions if the advantage is not big. This is the deterrent power and terror of the Archmage Antina.

While Fang Qingyun was thinking about the problem and Antina was acting coquettishly in his arms, Daryl beside him couldn't let go of the medals, fearing that his actions were too rough and the medals would be imperfect. He looked up at Viola, who took out the medals without further action, and his eyes were glowing green like a wolf seeing meat: "Well... can I take these medals away? You can pay for them, such workmanship is simply irresistible to any dwarf."

Viola shook her head indifferently. These medals were ordinary medals made in hell, and they were for simple behaviors. The silver medals were glittering, but the value of the behavior was far less than that of the gold medals. "Just take it. It's not worth much. We have plenty of them."

For example, the medal with two crossed rifles. To obtain the silver medal, you just need to help try out the rifle and fire it twice, while the gold medal requires you to propose some improvements, even if they are not specific. Currently, only Alice has obtained the gold-backed rifle medal in Hell, although she only uses it as a symbol of a "base" when stacking blocks.

Daryl did not shamelessly accept them. These medals were not just medals, but more of a processing technology hidden behind them. It was difficult for the dwarves nowadays to create such a perfectly round object. Moreover, it was not humanly possible to polish it without a single scratch. The slightest bump would cause the object to become thinner and thinner, or even have to start all over again.

Daryl glanced at his purse, which still contained dozens of gold clones. It was difficult for ordinary people to imagine how much the dwarves valued gold. The endlessly regenerated mines could cause a sensation in the entire dwarf kingdom and even lead to large-scale immigration and relocation of entire clans. The hatred recorded in the Book of Hatred could even be ended with gold, which showed the important position of gold in the minds of the dwarves.

But Daryl still put down his purse. He used to hope for a price reduction when buying a glass of dwarf beer, but this time he put down his purse directly. He even felt that he had got a good deal and left with the ribbon.

Viola watched Daryl leave with the sash, and her eyes lingered on the heir who was being dragged towards the exit by the dwarf with a parachute, and then on the earl's son who was smiling happily in the dark.

For a general, it is common sense to keep an eye on all directions and listen to all sides, and it is also a compulsory course to be able to see the enemy's true purpose from millions of false intelligence.

"Is this your purpose?" When the heir was thrown out of the airship, Viola immediately deployed a sniper with a parachute through the portal to descend with him and track him. The opening of the portal did not alert anyone, and even the meticulous dwarf did not observe this.

After doing all these things, Viola did not look directly at the earl's son. Instead, she closed her eyes and used her senses to observe, muttering to herself in a voice that no one else could hear: "It seems that I have discovered it?"

Chapter 331: Actions of Both Sides

The Earl's son did not react when he saw the heir being put on a parachute by the dwarf while struggling and being thrown from the airship. All this was according to his plan. He had been observing everyone in the bar since the beginning when he was sitting there. When Daryl passed by with Fang Qingyun, his attention naturally shifted to Fang Qingyun.

After all, he had been on the airship for so long, and he naturally understood how favored Daryl was in the eyes of the dwarves. And since he could be received personally by Daryl, it was obvious that his status was not low. The two of them even returned to the bar soon after to drink, brag and chat together. And Ulyss, the dragon that the Earl's son wanted to meet and was said to be the last life-type dragon, was actually following Fang Qingyun closely, obviously intending to lead with Fang Qingyun.

Coupled with the rule that airships cannot carry servants, this means that the woman behind the beautiful maid beside Fang Qingyun must be a follower. The ability to maintain the presence of so many followers means that she is either a very strong duelist, or an even more formidable existence: a ruthless person with a "portable" secret realm, but the probability of that being too small to be considered.

Therefore, he deliberately led the so-called heir to take a chance. On the one hand, the aristocratic circle currently follows the lead of the Earl's son, and the Earl's son prefers the feeling of dealing with others without making a fuss. This gives the heir an opportunity to challenge. So the so-called heir often takes people out to "have fun", and bullying men and women is commonplace. For a time, he also relies on this kind of "jianghu loyalty" to get along well with other aristocrats and is in the limelight.

If the Earl's son had not caught him with something some time ago, and if he had not offended someone he could not afford to offend, the Earl's son had relied on his previous prestige to force the heir to carry the photo of a high-ranking target and suppressed him. Otherwise, the aristocratic circle would have become headed by the heir.

This gave the heir an illusion that as long as he remembered these people, he could offend the rest at will. But that was a complete trap. There were many people that an heir to a viscount could not afford to offend. Not every noble who owned a secret realm in the territory had the status of earl or above. Although those nobles held the titles of viscount and baron, they held the power of life and death over who entered the secret realm. Even if a marquis came, they would have to be polite.

Duelists are the ones that the nobles cannot afford to offend, especially the high-level duelists. As long as these duelists obtain tickets to enter the "Olympics" in the two-year competition, the royal family will try their best to satisfy their wishes. There are precedents of giving nobles a good beating.

What's more, the Earl's Son did make the heir bear the faces of all the important members of the royal family from the Baron to the Duke, but there was a deep pit hidden here. That is, the prince, who had the same ability to kill minor nobles as the royal family, did not bear them. This resulted in the heir becoming a character who could be crushed to death if he messed with someone, and he didn't even have a chance to regret it.

So after the Earl's son saw that Fang Qingyun was not someone to be trifled with, he decisively gave the heir some guidance. The heir lived up to everyone's expectations and hit a wall, and was successfully driven off the airship. This was something the Earl's son liked to see. Now what he was going to do was not as stupid as the heir. He was going to make friends with Fang Qingyun and have a chat with him. Maybe he would be able to use this connection someday?

He stood up calmly, straightened his luxurious clothes, and took off the potentially offensive decorations, including the so-called winner's medal. The winner of a city-level competition was roughly equivalent to a three-good student, and it was the kind of award that no one else bothered to look at.

If you take this out in front of a duelist, you will be laughed at. It's like a primary school student holding up the Three Good Students Award and telling college students how difficult it is. They are all winners, so who are you trying to fool? Rather than going up with this thing on your head and being laughed at, it's better to take it off early to show humility.

Just like that, the Earl's son took off the bits and pieces on his body, made himself look a little more simple, and then walked towards Fang Qingyun with a glass of wine.

As a result, halfway through the walk, Fang Qingyun was pulled away by Daryl, which made the Earl's son click his tongue unconsciously. He turned around and pretended to go to the bar. He placed his goblet on the bar, which formed a sharp contrast with the oak cup used by the dwarf next to him. This contrast only made the dwarf laugh at him with disdain and sarcasm.

Dwarves do not hate everyone in the same house, thanks to the fact that the Book of Hatred records every hatred very clearly. Dwarves are a race that will not start a war just because of opposition. Except for their prejudice against elves, they are generally very friendly to humans. But the earl's son is different. He is in the same group as the heir who was thrown away, so the dwarves naturally don't like him very much.

In addition, a dwarf noticed his little action of giving the card to the heir, which meant that the source of the painful demon that opened the dwarf's scar might not be so certain... Adding these two things together, the fact that the Earl's son was not thrown down with him was already a manifestation of the dwarfs' magnanimity.

The bartender in front of the bar had been replaced by a dwarf, so the Earl's son didn't even have the desire to chat. He felt very uncomfortable under the dwarf's gaze. All he could do was to pay a few gold coins for a glass of wine, and then sip it bit by bit under the dwarf's mocking gaze.

This is elegance, what do you know? The Earl's son pretended not to see the dwarves' gazes and took a seat at the bar, waiting for Fang Qingyun to come back.

At this moment, Fang Qingyun had already left with his people. The next thing was not suitable to be discussed in the bar, but when Viola took out the ribbon full of medals, Fang Qingyun, who had almost telepathic connection with him, immediately understood what she meant. He calmly asked the maid to take Antina out of the bar and returned to hell through a portal in an invisible corner.

He evacuated the maids who followed him one by one until only Viola, Kikuchiyo and Ulysse were left. After all, according to his guess, the dwarfs' foundry technology might have declined because of the great changes. Even if it had not declined, could their production methods surpass modern machines?

They probably couldn't even do stamping. More importantly, the main military strength of the dwarves currently comes from the cloned dwarf army, and the equipment provided to those cloned dwarves is a huge number. The dwarves are definitely looking for a faster and more economical way to build weapons, and Viola's medals are not just medals, but also the shadow of modern production.

The dwarves, a race that is sensitive to metal, can see through the processing on the back of the medal. As long as Daryl gets the ribbon, sooner or later someone who can see through it all will come to him.

However, he did not expect that the person in charge would come so quickly. When Fang Qingyun and his group were hurriedly dragged away by Daryl and came to the conference room next to the captain's room, Fang Qingyun discovered that the person in charge was Baixu, who used to be a bartender in the bar.

At first Fang Qingyun thought he had taken the wrong path, but when he looked over to where the white-bearded man was sitting, he saw that in his hand was the ribbon that Daryl had bought. In front of the white-bearded man's muscular arms, the ribbon looked like a strap covered with "buttons", and it made him look small and delicate.

Fang Qingyun originally thought that the most senior person on the airship should be the captain who was in charge of driving. However, he never expected that the captain was standing next to Baixu with his eyes straight ahead, looking like an orderly. If Fang Qingyun had not noticed his uniqueness from his hat, he might have thought that he was just a guard in charge of security.

"Are you here? Sit down!" Baixu put the sash on the table and stretched out his hand to invite Fang Qingyun to sit down. Fang Qingyun did not refuse. To do this with the dwarf would only make the other party feel hypocritical. Besides, he did not want this so-called social norm, so he pulled out a seat and sat down with his back straight.

Ulysse had already sat down. Fang Qingyun knew what Ulysse's identity represented among the dwarves, so he did not stop her. Viola also sat next to Fang Qingyun. Only Kikuchiyo was left standing behind Fang Qingyun like a guard. Fang Qingyun patted Kikuchiyo's thigh. He could only pat this far from his position horizontally, so Kikuchiyo also sat next to Fang Qingyun.

"Well, let me introduce myself first." Whitebeard touched his beard, which was the proof that he could see through the past and present: "In the history books of humans, I am on the first page of the history of the dwarves. You can call me Snorri Whitebeard."

This name is really surprising. Snorri Whitebeard is none other than the founding king of the dwarves. It can be said that the reason why the king of the dwarves is called the High King is because of Snorri Whitebeard.