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The dwarves certainly keep their word.

The High King is a man of his word, and he will fulfill his promises, even those to the elves.

With the recovery of Gunbad Peak and the Akashi Mine returning to the control of the dwarves, the production of oath gold was also put back on track.

Even though it was very unpleasant, a portion of the first batch of pledge money had to be taken out as a reward to the elf Mousse.

Even though Windlow had traveled a lot, it was the first time he saw the oath gold. It was actually gold, the only difference was that its purity was very high.

According to the theory of magic electricity, the higher the purity of gold, the stronger its conductivity and magical conductivity.

In this way, the dwarf's inherent magic resistance can be restrained, providing an enchanted effect for weapons and even equipment.

This is the basic principle of the composition of rune weapons.

With just a simple analysis, Windlow was able to learn all the knowledge about the pledge money and began to have his own ideas.

Forging rune weapons is just like drawing magic circles, both of which are the most basic circuit board processes.

"High King, I have the meteorite iron. Can I design a suitable weapon blueprint myself? After all, the dwarves and elves have not cooperated for nearly 4000 years."

The human merchant always spoke in a nice way. The High King was a little surprised at first, wondering how could a human like Windloo draw drawings that were better than those of the dwarf rune blacksmith.

But as for the cooperation between dwarves and elves, the most recent time was 6518 years ago.

Although dwarves believe in their craftsmanship, they believe more in experience. Only humans have experience in dealing with elves, and dwarves do lack knowledge in this area.

After nodding in agreement, Windlow used the knowledge he had gained from Izesi and randomly found a place to start drawing the so-called blueprint.

I have to admit that it is indeed difficult. The original ground magic circle is very large, so a slight mistake in drawing it is acceptable.

But if you want to draw a magic circle on a sword, you need at least a supreme master like Galt to do it.

Windlow only knows the principle, but has no way to put it into practice, unless...

"Come out."

Mousse simply looked into a dark corner of Gunbad Peak and called out a familiar name.

"Featherline, and Izesi."

"what?"

Windlo was shocked and looked over there. Two elves were slowly emerging from the darkness, keeping a distance between them but not too far away.

Didn't the two of them establish a dynamic balance between the High Elves and the Dark Elves in the Kingdom of Nagarythe?

Why would he travel thousands of miles to the dwarven territory, and be next to the High King?

The fact is exactly as Windlow thought, the high elves and the dark elves have reached a dynamic balance.

The Witch King Malekith only landed on the Ulthuan Islands but was unable to attack.

Phoenix King Finubar only blocked the invasion of the dark elves but was unable to drive them back to the sea.

Of course, Malekith remembered the plan he had made many years ago, and during the stalemate, he would look for external forces to break the deadlock.

Just as he sent assassins disguised as High Elves more than 6,000 years ago, triggering the Longbeard War between the High Elves and the Dwarves.

Now he wants to replicate the same plan, but, although the high elves are arrogant, they will not make the same mistake.

When the sorceress Featherin was sent to the mountains to carry out a mission, Izesse of course set out at the same time to stop the dark elves' plan.

The two were wary of each other, always trying to sabotage each other's plans, and followed the Dwarf High King all the way to Mount Gunbad. Unexpectedly, they met their old acquaintance Mousse here.

Although they each had their own tasks to complete, it did not stop them from saying hello to Mousse.

"Please do me a favor. Regarding the magic, please cooperate with each other and get it done before continuing to be hostile."

Work is work, life is life. The two have been under mutual surveillance since they set out from the Kingdom of Nagarythe in the Osuan Islands, and the mental pressure is indeed quite great.

Now is a good time to take a break and use the presence of Mousse and Windlow to continue to achieve a dynamic balance. Feselin also removed the defensive magic, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

"Come on, Izzy, you can take a break now."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fiserlin and Izesi let down all their guard. The former dispelled the magic defense on her body, and the latter took off the heavy Iserama silver breastplate.

They both knew the positions of Wendlow and Mousse.

One is an imperial merchant, whose essential purpose is to make money and he doesn't care about the internal affairs of the elves.

The other one was a dark elf, but was removed from the position of Lord of Dread. Although his reputation was later restored, his status and wealth were all lost.

She would not like her fellow dark elves, but she would definitely not support the high elves either.

The current situation has formed the most basic three-party balance and the most stable network of relationships.

Feselin also chose a balanced relationship with Izesi, without having to worry about the other party tripping her up from behind, and even the basic outlines of cooperation appeared.

"Help enchant the dwarven equipment. You are all mages, is that okay?"

Since he saw that the two of them had let down their guard, Mousse immediately focused his attention on the most important thing, which was to possess a rune weapon.

"Enchanting dwarven equipment?"

The two elven wizards said almost in unison. You have to know that the last time an elven wizard enchanted the dwarf's equipment was 6759 years ago.

Even the longest-lived Vaal blacksmiths and Hoeth wizards would not live that long.

The young generation of elven mages like Featherin and Izesi have never even seen much dwarven equipment, let alone enchanting it.

Such a task once again fell on Windlow's head.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go find the dwarf artilleryman he had met before. He had agreed to find the dwarf craftsmen today, and the rune blacksmiths sent by the High King also gathered together.

In such a blacksmith shop, on the left is the elven wizard, on the right is the dwarf blacksmith, and in the middle is Windlo carrying various forging materials.

The dwarf artilleryman now regrets it very much. If he had known earlier, he would have given a large amount of gold as compensation for the failed gambling. Now that things have turned out like this, he might as well become a butcher.

The dwarf blacksmith and elven wizard standing on both sides were also embarrassed and didn't know what to do until Windlow placed the materials on the workbench.

There was a loud clattering sound, and materials such as oath gold, pig iron, meteorite iron, obsidian, magic crystal, lens, blueprint, dimensional stone, Ithramar silver, etc. were poured out.

"A rune weapon, forged by dwarves, enchanted by elven magic. As for the materials, I am an imperial merchant who travels far and wide, so I have a little bit of everything. Isn't that reasonable?"

In fact, the dwarves and elves never cared about whether the materials were reasonable or not.

Although so much time has passed and the deep hatred has been slowly forgotten, it does not mean that dwarves and elves will work together.

"This is definitely a conspiracy of the elves. I swear on Granny's beard, it must be a conspiracy of the elves."