The knight in the abyss

Chapter 623 The Dwarf's Request

"...And that is the story before I came to the abyss." Lancelow picked up the cup and took a sip, "Later I met Brutal, Aramiel, and several other partners. We Formed a mercenary regiment, completed several adventures, and the town of Twinbridge has always been our haven of rest. Now the town is facing the threat of the devil army, and I am willing to fight to defend it. I am good at swordsmanship I am very confident, so I will be the first one in battle, so you can rest assured. As your captain, I only have one requirement: to be absolutely loyal to your partners. I don't expect you to die for someone you just met , but please fight for them, if anyone murders the life of his comrades for any purpose, I will definitely avenge the dead with my own hands, this is my promise as a knight. Does anyone have any opinions?"

"Not at all~"

"A reasonable request."

"Isn't this necessary?"

"..."

"Very good, since no one objected, I'll take it as everyone agrees." Lancelot nodded and looked at Brutal next to him, "Let's go in order, Brutal, you're the next one." .”

"Hmm, my story...it's not as grand as yours." Brutal took a gulp of ale and washed down the food in his mouth, "As the son of a master, most of my life Spent at the forge, and to make matters worse, my stern dad had unrealistic expectations of me. A helmet? Wrong arc! A hatchet? Wrong center of gravity! A breastplate? For whom What are you wearing, a halfling? All in all, I failed to become a blacksmith to my father's satisfaction, but I have cultivated a good body..."

"Haha, it sounds similar to our childhood." said the oldest dwarf miner, "but my brother, how did you end up in the abyss?"

"An old mine, a rare mine vein, a group of dwarves blinded by greed." Brutal shrugged, "We accidentally passed through a portal leading to the abyss. When we realized something was wrong, The portal is gone. Before long, we were all captured and turned into slaves, mining ores and smelting metals for different demon lords. That is not a human life, when I completely I can't bear it, when I would rather die at the hands of the devil than continue this kind of life..."

"Sir Lancelot?" asked the dwarf brothers with green beards in unison.

"That's right, I can still remember that scene. I was in a desperate situation at that time, and I only had a pickaxe in my hand, and Lancelot jumped out of nowhere, and the giant sword in his hand was like a high-speed spinning The waterwheel, chopped the Berserkers who besieged us into a pile of pieces... This is a toast to you, my brother! It was after that that I decided to say goodbye to my apprenticeship and become an adventurer. Join The reason for this war... Many of my people settled in Twinbridge as artisans, and I will fight to keep the danger away from them. I have a great hammer, made by my old man , can automatically fly back after casting; also, since my right hand is often empty, I am also good at using shields. In combat, I like to rush into the enemy line with Lancelot, but if necessary, I can also stay put Protect the caster companions. I don’t have any special requirements for everyone, or I don’t know it myself, but if there is something that makes me unhappy, I will definitely say it directly.”

"To you too, my good brother." Lancelo shook his wine glass towards Brutal and drank the liquid inside, "Next?"

"Let me explain the situation of the three of us." The dwarf miner who spoke before spoke again, "I am Rurik Stoneshield, and beside me are Flint Luger and Travok Torun. Say hello to everyone, boys!"

"Hello!" The No.2 dwarf stood up and bowed to everyone.He has bright yellow hair that is rare among dwarves, and his skin is also a reddish white. "I am Flint Luger."

"And I am Travok Toren." The No.3 dwarf also stood up. The color of his beard is the same fiery red as Brutal's, which is the unique color of young dwarves, but he has carefully braided his beard into Many strings of thin braids, reminiscent of thick noodles glued around the mouth.

"The three of us came from a remote dwarven village, and we grew up playing together. Like most dwarven children, we began to receive training as blacksmiths, stonemasons, and miners very early. Although those days were boring, we could always Let's have some fun together. This carefree time ended after a dark elf attack. The village was burned, the tribe was killed, and our three children were turned into slaver's goods and taken to their deep underground. I spent 20 years in shackles there.Suddenly one day, the family that enslaved us was besieged by several other families in the city. All the nobles were killed, and the property was divided among the victors. , needless to say, we slaves are also part of the property."

"I have to say, seeing the former master's head on a row of spears made me really angry." Flint, who had golden hair, said.

"That's what they deserve, but that can't make up for the damage we have suffered." Rurik shook his head, "The new drow family doesn't need more miners, but they don't want to let other competing families grow stronger, so they just Sold us to a Ghis slaver, who took us to Sigil, and then sold us to a fire giant blacksmith."

"Let me guess, you escaped from that fire giant." Lancelot said with a smile, "Maybe just before you came to Shuangqiao Town?"

"You're right, sir." Rurik with a dark brown beard nodded, "Although that fire giant's brutality is not inferior to that of the dark elves at all, it is far behind in preventing slaves from escaping. However We are already on the list of the Brotherhood of Order, and once we return to Sigil, we will be immediately arrested by the administrator, unless we can hand over five hundred gold coins as a price for redeeming our freedom."

"I see." Lancelot nodded, "Do you have any combat experience?"

"Very little." Rurik spread his hands helplessly, "We never had the chance to receive formal training..."

"But long-term heavy work makes us very strong!" Young Travok began impatiently, "I can lift four hundred pounds with ease, and Rurik and Flint are even stronger. "

"Very good." Lancelot raised his eyebrows, "That's already better than many human soldiers."

"And you must be very proficient with the pickaxe, and know how to make it exert the greatest destructive power." Brutal said in an encouraging tone.

"Of course." Rurik smiled at his compatriots. "I think we can use our shields well."

"You haven't spent the first week's salary, have you?" Lancelomo rubbed his chin, "I suggest you buy a set of chain armor and a heavy shield, two hundred gold coins should be able to handle these, if you have some extra Money, you can buy another pickaxe..."

"There's no need to buy it yourself." Tijana, who turned into a human woman, said casually, "Shuangqiao Town will provide free cold iron weapons to recruited mercenaries."

"That's really good news." Lancelot smiled at Tijana, "The last question, do you have any requirements for other companions?"

The three dwarves looked at each other, and finally it was the elder Rurik Stoneshield who spoke.

"We've had enough of losing our freedom, and we don't want to live a day like that again. We will fight to the death, but if we are unfortunately captured, please find a way to kill us. This is our request, thank you. "

"...a very special request, but I can understand it." After a short silence, Lancelow nodded, and then looked at the two dwarfs beside the dwarves, "It's your turn, Brother Beren, I'll do it for everyone." Introduce yourself?"

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