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As soon as the dwarf chief said this, Windlo became anxious.

You know, there was a terrible battle between the dwarves and the elves.

Before that battle, dwarves and elves were friendly races. The elves occupied the plains of the Old World, and the dwarves occupied the mountains of the Old World.

At the same time, the dwarves believe that family and compatriots are supreme, and will never betray their family and compatriots.

So they had no idea that the elves had long since split into two groups: the high elves and the dark elves.

The Dark Elves interfered, leading to a war between the Dwarves and the High Elves.

Then the war completely cut the strength of both sides in half. The only good news was that humans built their own civilization on the ruins of the elves and dwarves.

Later, the dwarves finally learned that the war was instigated by the dark elves.

Apart from increasing the dwarves' anger towards the dark elves, it did nothing to restore their relationship with the high elves.

One sentence can make the dwarves' attitude clear: anyone who is an elf is the dwarf's enemy.

Chaos poses the greatest threat, with Skaven, Greenskins, and Elves ranking second, and Humans third.

It is true that Windlo himself is a human being and will not be hated by the dwarves, but Mousse behind him is a dark elf. God knows whether her name has been written in the dwarves' book of hatred.

Besides, the dwarves are a stubborn race and there is no way to fool them by saying "laugh it off".

"I fished this sword out from the coastline. It was in a wooden box. The elves' shabby ship must have been overturned by the sea, and the cargo must have drifted to the land."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wendlow felt that he was quick to react and extremely smart.

First of all, he must make it clear in front of the dwarves that he, a human, has no relationship with the elves, and he will never try to please the elves, even if it is an elf cart.

At the same time, Mousse must not be offended.

Both the High Elves and the Dark Elves were very proud races and would never allow any slander against them by other races.

Although dark elves also go out to sea, they rarely use ships and usually travel via black arks.

So when they criticized the elves for the poor quality of their ships, they were actually only criticizing the high elves. As a dark elf, Mousse did not feel offended.

The dwarf chief also nodded. Stubborn dwarves rarely see through lies.

"I told you, elves can't forge such a good thing. Only the ancient saints can forge it. Fortunately, this weapon did not fall into the hands of the elves."

Of course, there is some bragging in this statement.

This is the nature of the dwarves. Like the elves, they look down on other races.

But in the dwarves' habit, they look down on the forging skills of other races. Theoretically speaking, the magic items forged by the high elves are much better than the rune weapons of the dwarves.

As a human being, Windlo certainly knows what to do when dealing with dwarves. All he has to do is coax them.

"Yes, yes, only dwarves can forge the most powerful weapons."

"I like what you said. I just want to practice. Guys, take a break and start heating up the forge."

The sound of clanging came from the hammer and the anvil, and Mousse's golden emblem sword was being hammered by the dwarf chief.

Although as powerful as the creations of the ancient saints, they cannot withstand the ravages of time.

Fortunately, the dwarves had great technology and used high-quality steel ingots to melt and fill in all the damaged parts. Then the completely repaired golden emblem sword was put into water for quenching.

When it returned to Windlow's hands, it was shining with a special metallic light.

The dwarf chief, who had satisfied his urge to forge equipment, smiled contentedly, then waved his hand, signaling others to move on.

Just keep going south and you will reach your old home of Karak Fortress in the Grey Mountains.

Mousse didn't say a word the whole time, just waiting for the dwarf to forge it, and then took the golden badge sword from Windlo. This was her weapon.

At this moment, the dwarf chief, who had already taken a few steps behind him, suddenly turned around.

"Wait, human, I have something to tell you."

Wendlow, whose emotions had originally stabilized, felt his heart rise to his throat again.

What's going on? Did the dwarf leader discover Mousse's identity? If elves and dwarves meet, they will fight each other.

Just as he was thinking about how to use words to repel the enemy, the dwarf chief had already walked up to Windlo, stretched out a fist, and hit him hard on the wrist.

Fortunately, this is the most common way of greeting between the dwarves and humans. Windlo immediately calmed down. The dwarf chief must have something else to say.

"You are going to Ivyland. Tell that crazy Count Marius Redolf ​​that we will terminate trade with Ivyland because of his rude words to the dwarves. The total trade will be stopped for 12 years, based on the number of words he used to offend the dwarves!"

"One more thing."

After the dwarf chief finished speaking, he frowned and sniffed around Wendlow.

"Pick up less of the elves' junk. You are already stained with the stench of elves."

After that, the dwarves completely left Windlow's sight and disappeared on the road leading to the Gray Mountains.

Wendlow fell into deep thought and even forgot to hurry on his way.

It was not until Mousse stabbed the repaired hilt of the sword into his back that he came back to reality from his thoughts.

"Ah, you must be thinking of what the dwarves said, that humans and the like should stay away from elves, am I right?"

Mousse, who had been standing by the side the whole time, naturally heard the conversation between Windlow and the dwarf chief.

The elves, who didn't like dwarves in the first place, were of course very dissatisfied with the dwarves' provocative behavior, although the dark elves also used this method to sow discord between the high elves and dwarves in the past.

But after the dwarf chief warned him to stay away from the elves, Mousse felt that Windlow was getting further away from him.

After all, humans and dwarves are the best allies, and Windlow might be thinking about parting ways with him someday.

Just a human being. Although he was not very important, Mousse still felt a little unhappy.

Then just ask directly, ask this guy when and when he plans to part with you.

However, Windlo, who had just come to his senses, did not have any different thoughts. Instead, he hugged Mousse and tried to lift her up, but his strength was too weak and he failed.

Then he could only loosen his arms and look at Mousse with joy on his face.

"We have made a fortune. I never thought that I would encounter such a rare business situation. My wealth in the future will definitely reach a gold coin!"