Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 631 Furnace Slag
"I need someone who is familiar with the assessment content of the Artisan Council and has a certain right to speak. Tell me, Ferreheimer, as a respected dragon priest, you have such connections..." Now Lyle was very excited, and he said Like an inspired elder brother planning to prepare the best performance costume for his younger sister, his feet on the pumice splashed lava, easily avoiding the encirclement of flame elements.Fingers tapped on the fire escaper's helmet, and the sound of the collision drowned out the churning and bubbling of the lava.

Freiheimer followed closely in Lyle's footsteps, because this hot-tempered young man was like a ignited flame, burning vigorously and very unstable. "That's very difficult, Lyle. The Craftsman Council and MacKenbert were established at the same time. All the constitutions of the kingdom were promulgated from that bronze temple. That's where MacKenbert is most stubborn. You can't modify the Craftsman Council at all. examination regulations."

While stepping between the pumice stones in the magma pool, Lyle turned around and spoke to the red dragon priest. "I'm sober, Red Dragon Priest. It's rare for me and Ominous Omen to reach an agreement on a problem. I already have a clear idea in my mind. I still need some clues, some conditions that can be used. I still need some Help, let the water droplets of thinking gather into the sea along the pipe, maybe I can change the status quo of the dwarves, and you are dissatisfied with the closed status of the dwarves, aren't you?"

"Interesting topic, I don't know if I can participate in it, confident guest." A strange voice sounded in front of Lyle, when Lyle turned around, the dignified man with dark curly long hair was standing on the molten stairs up, extending his right hand toward Lyall.After a brief pause, Lyle held the dwarf's hand and was lifted ashore by him.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty." Lyle had already seen the well-equipped guards behind the man, so it was not difficult to guess the identity of the man in front of him. He could wear a crown on his head.

"Wesselg?" The red dragon priest's shout made the dwarf king loosen his grip on Lyle, and the powerful hand like iron tongs brought the red dragon priest over.

"Veserg Firehammer, honored guest. I am deeply sorry for my uncle taking the liberty to invite you to my kingdom without hosting a banquet. I hope to get a chance to make amends, and I can help you .”

"It's my honor, Your Majesty Wieselg. I'm Lyle, priest of the Dragon King, and I'm here to visit his child on behalf of the newborn Dragon Father."

"Maybe we can change to a place that is comfortable for each other. The melting pot is obviously not suitable for long talks." The bright-eyed dwarf king took Lyle and the red dragon priest up the stairs and returned to McKenbert.Along the way, this gentle king didn't show his majesty too much, and he complained about the red dragon priest from the perspective of his family.

"Uncle, I thought that the last assistance would make you see me as your helper. I feel guilty for the unfair treatment the Red Dragon received, but you didn't inform me of Mr. Lyle's arrival at all. If it wasn't for the rumors in the city I will continue to be excluded by you because of the rumors of foreigners following the dragon priest, do you think I can't be trusted?"

The red dragon priest scratched his head embarrassingly, "Wesselg, I am here to maintain the majesty of the royal family. The last time I shook the heart of the mountain, you were criticized in the artisan council. I can't let bad rumors slander you. "

"My family's concealment hurt me even more. The light wind will not leave scratches on the steel."

The group soon came to the street, and the surrounding dwarves bowed to the king. After all, Wieselg did not wear a hood to cover the crown. Although the process was not rigorous, this was an official meeting.

"Please come out from the fire avoiders, Mr. Lyle, and let my subjects see the guests who have come from afar." The dwarf king's voice was extremely loud, and his invitation was more like an order, reaching the ears of every dwarf. middle.

A crack opened from the back of the armor, and a tall human stood in front of a group of dwarves. He stood beside his king, looking down at the noble monarch.

However, the King of Hammers let out a heroic laugh. He opened his arms, hugged Lyle's waist carelessly, and patted his back like a friend during Lyle's crouching process.The surrounding dwarves fell silent, maintaining their etiquette, watching the dwarf king lead the alien guest away.

"I heard that human beings are tall and thin. It seems that the rumors are also true. Mr. Lyle, you are tall and thin. You must make up for it later. Roast lamb and fine wine should make you stronger. At least it can bring you closer to the image of the Fire Avoider, when I was young, I always thought that the Fire Avoider looked like a foreigner."

Lyle thought about the problem of the fire avoider. Although there is a magic device to adjust the shape of the armor, the tall armor is obviously not designed for dwarves. This conflicts with the concept of dwarves' closed and xenophobic concept. That suit of armor...

"The fire avoider armor is a magical armor cast with dragon fire. Its maker is none other than the red dragon Ferreheimer. The equipment he prepared for the first outsider who might step into McKenbert in the future, the avoidance The Fireman is a symbol, representing the dwarves' enthusiasm for their guests. Although it can only be ashes in my workshop now..."

Wieselg took over the words of the Red Dragon Priest, and he smiled apologetically at Lyle, "When I was young, I often came into contact with the Red Dragon Ferreheimer because of my family relationship. He is a gentle and wise man. At that time, it was like a fire warming us, although we extinguished the fire with our own hands. I still remember the lonely look in my father's eyes when he passed away, and I also admit that my subjects are already a little rusty like my uncle said Yes. I wanted to change that, Immelt, it would be a new turning point, I was looking forward to it. But what happened these days made me realize that the dwarves can't wait for redemption."

"At least I can't wait."

"Mr. Lyle, I want to show you that the dwarves have more than just the side you see. In the glorious past, there are fires passed down. Come and taste the fires that inspire me to grow with me."

"I'd like to recommend you the best restaurant in McKumbert."

"Fire slag."

It was a large tavern with a cobblestone plinth and pine beams, situated in the corridors of the Forge and Residential Quarters, an out-of-place inn that seemed even more out of place when the surrounding buildings had turned into steel structures.The door is closed, sheepskin curtains block all the windows, only the smoke from the chimney flows into McKenbert's cloud of smoke, and this place seems to be abandoned by the city.

The restaurant praised by the dwarf king is obviously not very popular with other dwarves.

"I... won't go in, Lyle. I don't need to eat." The red dragon priest smiled and waved his hands, staying where he was, with a forced smile.

"Uncle...Okay, guards, then you also stay outside and wait, this is an order. Don't worry, the slag from the fire will not harm me."

In the end, the Dwarf King and Lyall entered the furnace fire slag together.

(End of this chapter)