From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 289 It's just a position, everyone is not a bad person
If it was a normal bloody dwarf, he might ignore this warning, and even if he died, he would pass on the news of the enemy's attack, but Gabo just shut up after being frightened by an arrow nailing his foot.

In Mahakam, which valued tradition and honor, Gabo's reaction would cause all dwarves to look down upon him, even the dwarven archers who left Mahakam and joined the Scoia'tael were no exception.

"But this is a smart man, and it should be easy to communicate with. You should have a good chat with him." The bow and arrow dwarf kept his bow open, glanced at Sakia who fell to the ground, and complained, "This human wears really thick armor!"

Gabo led people to surround Sakia who fell to the ground, watching the attacker warily.Most of them have squirrel tail decorations, but more people are compatriots of the same race that Gabo is familiar with.

At this moment, Gabo's eyes were fixed on the person who communicated with the dwarf archer.

"Patriarch." Gabo softly called out the past title, which has not changed.

"Gabo." Patriarch Zigrin looked a little weak, which was due to being locked up in the dungeon for too long, but his voice was still loud.

"I originally planned to visit everyone before leaving, but I didn't expect you to find me first." Gabo tightened the ax in his hand, and glanced at Sakia who fell on the ground.

"There are more things you didn't expect, Gabo." Patriarch Zigelin shook his head, "Your choice tonight will determine the fate of you and the whole Zigelin."

Gabo didn't go to answer the words of Patriarch Zigrin. He looked at the team in front of him and found that there were no more than [-] Zigling dwarves inside, and the rest were Scoia'tael.You must know that Zigrin is one of the most powerful clans in Mahakam, and only qualified heavy infantry can make up about [-].

"Why are there only so few people around you, Patriarch?" Gabo asked, "What about the others, what is your plan?"

Patriarch Zigrin fell silent, while the dwarf archer laughed at this.

"Zegrin has long been sent to the mines to serve hard labor. The rest are either turned into gifts for humans like you, or are unlucky bastards who are ready to be judged publicly and deter other clans like your patriarch."

The dwarf bow and arrow pointed to the dozen or so Zieglings in the team: "Look, Gabor Ziegling. Look at what Brovar Hogg has done to you. You are Ziegling, the famous Ziegling! Now it has become like this. This is how Brovar Hogg has always treated us!"

Gabo was silent, he already knew about Zieging's fate.

"So what's your opinion, fellow countrymen?" Gabor said.

The dwarf archer shook his head: "I've heard of your name, Gabor Zigrein. You are a big man who made a name for himself in human society but came back to build his hometown. During your stay in Mahakam, you also received countless kings and diplomats. Your vision should be higher than mine, so you should be able to see the problems of Mahakam."

"Brovar Hogg's set is cruel to the dwarves! He is called the Great Elder, but he is actually the emperor above the king! He has detailed regulations on us which hand we should use to drink soup, but he is indifferent to the plight of the dwarves in society. It is time to change this situation."

"We want to overthrow him, liberate our nation, fight for the respect our dwarves deserve, and build a country with more power to speak." The dwarf archer reached out to Gabo, "So we need the help of all capable dwarves. We are compatriots, and dwarves should help dwarves."

"You've been planning for a long time, and you've had big ambitions," Gabor concluded, "but now I guess your plans have had an accident."

"That's right." The dwarf archer nodded bluntly, "Those humans with the lion's coat of arms are indeed accidents, and the monsters they brought are even more surprising to us. So we need your help, help us add this to the monster's meal, and ensure that it will not really cause us accidents."

Gabo watched the dwarf archer take out a huge skin bag, and he could know what was inside without guessing. His mind quickly began to sort out, and a name came out of his mouth.

"Ferenz?" Gabor sneered, "You guys really tore Mahakam apart."

"This shows that our cause has been recognized. We hope you can join in. This is your chance, Gabor Ziegling, and you know that without you, our plan will continue to run smoothly."

The sarcasm in Gabo's smile became stronger. He took a step back, raised the weapon in his hand, and showed his attitude.

The dwarf archer's eyes turned cold. He shook his head and raised his right hand, ready to let the Scoia'tael behind him attack, but Patriarch Zigrin's hand was on his shoulder.

"Let me come."

Patriarch Zigrin stood in front of the dwarf archer and asked in a voice like Hong Zhong: "I agreed to their request to come here, because I want to ask you the next question in person outside the cage, Gabo—why did you betray your clan?"

Gabo didn't speak, as if he was ready to resist desperately.It wasn't until Patriarch Zigrin asked the same question again that his eyes finally began to fluctuate.

"I have told you my thoughts, Patriarch." Gabo hid his face behind the shield, "Your decision will only lead Ziglin astray, and the dispute with Fuchs will only damage the entire Mahakam. In the end, there will be no winner for our two clans."

"Even in this position now." The Zieglin clan gestured to Gabo's outnumbered situation, "Do you still insist on your own ideas?"

"Yes."

The dwarf archer was already a little impatient, he glanced at the patriarch Zigrin, and gave up hope for Gabo's stubbornness.

"Gabo, everything I do is for Zigrin." Patriarch Zigrin said in a deep voice, "I have thought a lot in the dungeon during this time."

"If you still insist on your own ideas, then continue to persevere. I believe that everything you do is also for Zigrin... perhaps, it is more correct than me."

The dwarf archer was startled suddenly, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

But it was already too late now, and Patriarch Zigrin was standing in front almost clinging to him.When the voice fell, he only felt a sharp splitting pain from the top of his head.

Under the horrified eyes of the Scoia'tael, Patriarch Zigrin pulled the ax out of the dwarf archer's skull, and brought up a handful of red and white sticky sticks. The sound of a bell echoed in the corridor.

"Then Gabo, from today onwards, you are the patriarch of Zigrin!" The old patriarch said loudly, "Zigling of Mahakam is doomed to decline, I want you to bring the splendor of the new Zigrin to Sintra, to the north, and to human society!"

"Go and warn the leader you are loyal to, and leave it to us old Zigrin!" The patriarch Zigrin turned to face the Scoia'tael, roaring, "A group of young people who don't know the so-called, after two years of hard work outside, they think they know everything, and they are brazenly building a new country. You don't understand Mahakam at all!"

The dozen or so Ziegling dwarves in the Scoia'tael team waved their weapons as expected, turned around and slashed, causing chaos in the enemy team for a while.

However, Gabo only felt a burst of anger welling up in his head. You must know that even if the Ziegling dwarves suddenly jumped back, they would still face an enemy several times their size.The old patriarch used Scoia'tael to leave the cage just to perform a handover ceremony for himself, and then he was going to use his life to pave the way for himself, the new patriarch!
No, not only for the new Zieglings who are about to go to Sintra, the old patriarch also wants to use his life to give an explanation to the elder, and to fight for a chance for those Zieglings who are facing indefinite labor in the mine.

He thought it through from the start!
Gabo's eyes turned red in an instant, and only three words "Zigling" remained in his mind.

"Gabo, go, go!"

The young Ziegling behind him pulled Gabo, he didn't want to waste the rare opportunity created for him by the clansmen in front of him, but he couldn't pull the new Ziglin patriarch.

It was at this time that Sakia, who had been lying on the ground "without making a sound", suddenly moved.
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The first ray of sunshine in Mahakam finally covered the mountain top, and the perennial snow absorbed the golden warm light, rendering them into the entire mountain range.

The Great Elder finally returned to Carbon Mountain at this moment.He didn't stop at all, and immediately ordered someone to knock on Lane's door.

"I never thought that you would be so eager and attach so much importance to Sintra, Grand Elder."

Although he was woken up in the early hours of the morning, Lan En was in good spirits, neatly dressed, and seemed to be well prepared.

"The first thing I did when I returned to Carbon Mountain was to find you, Lannister. Not because I valued you so much. I just hoped to settle your matter quickly, and then go back to sleep peacefully with a barrel of ale."

The Great Elder Broval was travel-stained, and the cloak that had not been removed was wrapped in the cold air of Mahakam, but his explosive temper was enough to prevent him from being affected by the cold.

"Lan Lannister Ray Allen." Broval muttered the name, "You have really caused me a lot of trouble. You just went around Mahakam a few times, and you abolished my Ziglin clan, took away a small half of the Fuchs clan, and made our Mahakam lose the iconic red dragon!"

"Lannister, why is there trouble wherever you go?"

"At least I left most of the Fuchs and Zigrin for you, didn't I? Without me, none of these two clans would be left in the end." Lan was not disturbed by the hostility in the elder's words, "As for Kelturis, she had already had irreconcilable conflicts with Mahakam at that time."

Broval scratched his beard in displeasure: "Ferenz...I'll clean them up later!"

"You got more soldiers than expected, and enough weapons and raw metal ore. Are you satisfied now, Lannister?"

"Thank you for your generosity, Great Elder." Lane sincerely thanked Brovar, "But if possible, we also hope to become true friends with Mahakam and establish a long-term trade channel."

This is something House and Mahakam's quartermaster have been discussing for a long time, and without the instruction of the Great Elder, Mahakam's quartermaster is absolutely not qualified to make a claim.

"Lannister, son of the ancient blood..." Brovar shook his head, "I don't like you, but even so, I still want to abide by Mahakam's tradition. I can't refuse the request for trade, and in order to sign this agreement with you, we have to go to Mount Carbon to sign the agreement under the witness of our ancestors and goddesses."

Lan En is very considerate: "In fact, we are in Carbon Mountain, and we can complete the signing of the agreement right now."

"This is a tradition. The signing of the agreement must go to Mount Carbone, a tradition that even I can't violate." Broval's eyes widened. "Damn it, I don't want to do this, but this is a tradition! So immediately gather your attendants and horses to go to Mount Carbone with me, and end our relationship early, so I can go back and have a good sleep!"

"Don't think I don't know, your attendants have already started packing overnight, and they can leave at any time!"

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Tradition is the foundation of Brovar's rule of Mahakam, and even he himself cannot violate it; and his bursting personality is the symbol of Brovar, even in the early morning, he does not want to rest at all, he just wants to quickly complete the traditional process and let Lane and his party leave Mahakam.

Broval didn't like Lann, and Lann also lacked affection for Broval, so he had nothing to say all the way.

They drove in the early morning, and there was only one long bridge connecting Carbon Mountain and Carbon Mountain.

The dwarves have shown amazing creativity in many aspects of architecture, metallurgy, engineering, etc., but there is one thing they really don't care about-names.The bridge connecting the Tanshan River and the Kabenshanha in front of them was named "Long Bridge" simply and rudely by them.

"Lannister, I don't like you, and you know why." Lan walked side by side with the Great Elder, who suddenly broke the silence.

"I'm sorry," Lane replied.

"You don't. But now that things have come to this, we have to put up with each other and help each other. I'm for Mahakam, and you're for your Cintra."

Perhaps Lu Tu's silence calmed down the Great Elder's temper, and his voice became deeper.

"I called you over in a hurry and went through the traditional process. On the one hand, I really wanted to drive you away quickly, and on the other hand, it was because you really needed to leave quickly."

Lan En was startled, and heard the voice of the elder's words, his expression suddenly became serious: "You mean, the war in the northern border?"

The Great Elder nodded: "Mahakan is not a closed place, our news is better than anyone else..."

But before the Great Elder finished speaking, everyone suddenly heard an urgent and stern warning from their ears:

"Stop, stop, don't go any further!"

(End of this chapter)