Diablo Destruction

Diablo Destruction Chapter 440: Father and Son

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　　　　The palace is very large. (Net) did not shrink at all because of the dwarf's size. Stand inside. Looking up. The tall roof made people dizzy. And the hard leather straight boots stepped on the footsteps of the hard yellowstone board. It was empty and reverberating. A sense of smallness emerged spontaneously.

　　　　On the steps of the main hall. We finally saw the goal of this trip. Old man of Tualatin. The dwarf king Muradin. He sat firmly on the throne in the middle of the steps. There are also five small one seats on each side. All of them are empty. There is no one sitting.

　　　　I thought a little. Suddenly understood. Ten seats on both sides. It is for ten elders who are below the dwarf king.

　　　　High-level system of dwarves. Quite a bit like a parliamentary system. Although dwarves have the greatest rights. However, in matters of major importance, it is necessary to discuss the decision with the other ten elders. And the character of the dwarf. I have always paid little attention to power. So as it was in the original world. As a small official, you can be intrigued. The brother looked back. Fight for your life. Compared to this throne. I am afraid that many dwarves are willing to focus on their favorite iron smelting.

and so. Such a scene can often be seen in the dwarf palace: the big event that must be voted by all. The unanimous resolution was adopted less than a few minutes after the dwarf king proposed. And most of the next day. The heads of these eleven dwarfs blushed and had thick necks for some trivial things. Even hesitate to fight.

　　　　Cough. Pull away. In short. If you can ignore the paranoid and stubborn character of the dwarf. Most of them are pretty cute. Ran. Just most...

　　　　The dwarf king Muradin. Winter is generally a humble body. Sitting on the top throne. The short legs can't even touch the face. Dangling in the air looks slippery.

　　　　But. He had a spirit of superiors tempered by himself as a king. The expression is not angry. People can't help but look down on them without fear.

　　　　 This kind of high momentum. It can also be felt in Akara Kane Farah. Even the old drunkard Kasha. It can also be like Wang Baqi, the protagonist of some novels. You can always be shocked at a critical moment. Let it out a little bit.

　　　　 but without exception. I just ignored it.

　　　　 Therefore. The dwarf king Muradin is in my eyes. In fact, it is the big winter melon printed with a mold of Tualatin. If it is said that he|two are brothers. No one will disbelieve.

of course. He is said to be miserable to the miserable character of ghost Fara. I did not forget. After waking up for twelve minutes, he greeted Muradin's cold eyes.

　　　　\"Known as the Continental Gemini. The youngest elder of the Human Alliance. Druid Wu Fan. Is it you?"

　　　　 The dwarf's face has a wide nose and a big nose. The neck is thick and short. Therefore, there is always a nasal voice with a urn. But Muradin's dull voice contained sharpness. Although it is doubtful. But the tone is not to be denied.

　　　　\"……"

　　　　The old dwarf, Tualatin, looked at me with surprise. Seems to be saying. Oh wow, why don't I know that your kid still has that title?

　　　　\"Yes. Alliance elder Wu Fan. Have seen His Majesty King Dwarf."

　　　　 I saluted slightly. Own name. Among civilians and adventurers. Not too famous. But in the upper levels of the major races, they are familiar with after all, the Continental Gemini. It's not like the three masters and the four kings, and so on. Not to mention one pair. Not to mention this. Marriage in the near future. It is difficult to keep these kings from paying attention.

　　　　 As for the dwarf prince Tualatin. Only he has no consciousness at all. Always studying some strange things. Not knowing is a matter of course.

　　　　 Muradin looked at me a little bit. Put her gaze on Linya, who is a little behind me. Stupid. The look gradually softened. The pair was squeezed in an oil brown old face. Some muddy eyes. Net m revealed a trace of nostalgia.

　　　　\"You are the grandson of Raphael..."

　　　　He kept nodding. Murmured. It doesn't give us a chance to speak at all. Linya also gave a gentle gesture. With a kind smile like a spring breeze. Did not interrupt Muradin's memories.

　　　　\"Originally swayed. It has been more than sixty years..."

　　　　 Muradin sighed with infinite feelings. Even dwarves with longer lifespans. How many 60 years are there? That Zhaohua and youth that have passed away. Good past. It is gone forever.

　　　　 Muradin's face at the moment. Clearly telling a heavy vicissitudes.

At last. He set his sights on his unfilial son. Another change. Not sharp when looking at me. It's not like watching Linya's kindness. Rage.

　　　　\"You bastard. Do you know to come back? Why don’t you die. Why not let those monsters tie you to the pillar and fry the knife? My face is almost lost by you!!"

　　　　Khan! !

　　　　 originally thought that Muradin's words were strong enough. Who would have looked at Tualatin. His performance is even more so that we are not so bad.

　　　　 Just when Muradin and I| talked. Tualatin has already put on a boring look. Restless hands embrace the chest. Whistle from time to time. The unbridled gaze clearly said: You are very wordy. Hurry up, okay?

　　　　 while being scolded. This man is even more dirty with his big index finger. Digging thick nostrils. Then he pulled out a mass of dark stuff. Gently. I almost couldn't help but immediately destroy others in the name of the World Health Organization.

　　　　 Faced with his father's anger. He bore a yawn boringly. Squinted at the other party.

　　　　\"Relax. Old dead man. I’m not dead yet if you die."

　　　　\"……"

　　　　 Is this the back wave of the Yangtze River? Or is it \"tiger" father without son?

　　　　\"Don’t give me a face in front of the guests? I must teach you a meal this time."

　　　　 in our dull eyes. This strange relationship between father and son has been scolded by nobody. Muradin kicked his feet. Jump directly from the throne. Flying to Tualatin in a pose of Dapeng spreading his wings. Quite a bit like a martial arts master. It's just that short stature. How can I not stick to Shuangxinyiyan.

　　　　\"I don’t remember you still have face.

　　　　”

　　　　 Face the threat of the old man. Latin was greeted without fear. Two fat winter melons wrestled to form a ball. You pinch my old face. You dare to insert my eyes when you pull your beard. I will pick your nostrils.

　　　　\"Fuck things. Don’t think I don’t know what you are doing in the Fortress of Demons. You prodigal guy!!"

　　　　 That's right. Old Latin dwarf. Just do some fake artifacts to fool people. Materials are not cheap. The finished product is scrapped. The end is to spoil resources and do nothing. And harm others. The fight.

　　　　 I secretly cheered Mu Ding on the side. And secretly took out the memory crystal. Record this scene and wait for Rogge. Discuss the price with Farad, an old Muradin rival. I believe that even Rogge is the first to pull|. I would never mind a blood. Buy the memory crystal filled with the image of "Yingzi" of the old rival.

of course. Wonderful performance of miser and Kane. I also have records as long as Muradin’s price can make me

　　　　I wouldn’t mind giving a copy...

　　　　Tualatin is not a soft material. Both hand and mouth are very clear. He just finished speaking. He took it.

　　　　\"What are you qualified to say about me? Don’t think I don’t know that you were missing the fusion material last time. Just remove the gold armrest on the throne and use it as the material. Then change to a gold-plated..."

　　　　\"……"

　　　　 This old man should not be overlooked. My eyes are blurry. Looking at Muradin's back, it was faintly overlapping with Farah.

　　　　\"You know a fart. That handrail has already been unpacked by your grandfather. I took it back to see if it was gold-plated..."

　　　　This family...

　　　　\"Neither of you | what a good thing..."

　　　　No, no, none of the three of you are good...

　　　　 Talked indefinitely on the side for a while, this father-son war. After all, the strength is stronger. The more experienced Muradin won. Twist Tualatin into a really big winter melon. But he is not much better. There are several bruises on his face.

　　　　\"The three of you are coming all the way. It should be very tiring. This stupid boy must have taken you off the penalty line again."

　　　　\"Punishment?"

　　　　 My interrogative tone increased a few beats. At the same time, he looked at the old winter melon Tualatin rolling up and down with a sinister eye.

　　　　\"Yes. The dwarf warrior made a mistake. He must walk back and forth from the penalty line. To punish."

angry! !

this moment. At the same time, the three of us were ill-mannered and focused our attention on Tualatin. If it were not for his dad Muradin's presence. I am afraid that Linya has the best temperament. Go forward and kick a few feet.

　　　　 But think about it. I still don't admire the dwarf's detrimental skills. In order to achieve the purpose of pranks. Drag us into the water. He even got on himself. It's very hard

　　　　Look at the sky is late. Muding summoned several dwarf warriors. Arrange accommodation for us in the palace. Then he dragged Tualatin who desperately twisted and struggled like a maggot. Fart ran away. Let us sigh a lot of strange things in this world. Even such a father-son relationship can exist.

　　　　 casually made up for one night. Early next morning. We were summoned by Muradin again. Tualatin also stood beside him. Eyebrows squinting at us. But compared to yesterday, it has been a lot of peace. It seems that he had been packed up by his old man last night.

　　　　\"About your purpose this time. I have already received Akara's notice. At this moment of crisis. Our dwarf family is happy to reconcile with humans. But some rules. It is still necessary to discuss it first."

　　　　 said. His eyes fell on Linya. It is clear that she is the principal of this negotiation. And I'm just a part-time bodyguard of the boss.

　　　　\"Although you are the granddaughter of Lal. However, don't think about giving in to our dwarves.

　　　　”

　　　　\"Of course. Dear Majesty the Dwarf. Although Grandma is my most respected person. But our Edwardian family. We will never put our own strength in the glory of any one."

　　　　Linya gave a generous salute. The noble face. Elegant. Wise. Calmly. A calm and friendly smile. I can hardly believe it. She turned out to be the one who often blushed in front of herself. The little girl next door showing the charming and loving gesture of the little woman.

\"well said."

　　　　 Muradin took a big shot. Obviously, Lin Ya's temperament was not allowed. Arrived and liked it very much.

　　　　\"Fuck. Dead old man. Where are you shooting?"

　　　　 stood by. Tualatin, who was shot by Muradin, was furious.

　　　　\"It’s just. Still in trouble..."

　　　　 Muradin simply ignored his son's existence. Then he sighed. With his sigh. The air seemed to be a bit heavy. Let people know. What he said next was not a joke.

　　　　\"Unfortunately. If you find another one and a half years ago. Maybe things will be settled soon. Now..."

　　　　\"What happened to the dwarves?" See how Tualatin was vomiting. I feel bad in my heart.

　　　　The seventh sense of men tells me. The protagonist's tragedy aura of "nothing is small. Little things are big". Started again.

　　　　\"Good. It was indeed a big problem." He said. Muding pointed to the seats on both sides of him. Asked.

　　　　\"You are not curious. You should have greeted your ten elders with me. Where did you go?"

Uh. To tell the truth. Never curious at all. Who knows what your dwarven custom is like?

　　　　But. Muradin asked. I had no choice but to cooperate with a look of interest.

　　　　\"Actually. It was a problem with our other dwarf villages. Ten elders. They already brought a large number of heroic dwarf warriors. They went to support."

　　　　\"Support?"

　　　　God. Why is my man’s seventh sense always so precise. Would you let me guess once and die? ! !

\"Yes. It was probably more than half a year ago. The original peaceful village. Suddenly attacked by a large number of monsters. The casualties were very heavy. And not only that. Since then. The monsters. The number is like there is no end. Constant Attacking our village. Let us burn our heads. Weary of coping."

　　　　 said. He glanced hard at Tualatin next to him. It's probably to blame the tribe for such a big event. He is still nestled in the group of fortresses. And Tualatin lowered his head hard.

　　　　\"You probably also know. It’s such an important thing to form an alliance with human beings. I can’t do it alone. I have to wait for the other ten elders to come together. A joint vote can make a decision. So..."

　　　　 finished. Muradin gave us a helpless look~www.ltnovel.com~Linya and I glanced face to face. Along the way. We hid our fingers in the small tent. Turn your brains around. After coming to the dwarf king city, all possible accidents have been cleared up. Then analyze how to cope. But this is not expected.

　　　　 feels like a punch that has been poised for a long time. Hit on cotton. In vain. Sure enough, people are not as good as heaven.

　　　　The first move of this negotiation. It was originally in the hands of Muradin. and so. We invariably looked at him. See if he has any good suggestions.

　　　　\"Let’s see it like this. It’s about the terms of this alliance. We can discuss it first. Get a draft. Then wait for a while. Ten elders come back. Discuss the decision immediately."

　　　　 Muradin had probably already decided. So I didn't even think about it. He said directly.

　　　　 seems to be like this. There is no better way. Linya and I nodded. I was depressed in my heart.

　　　　Monster. When will it take off? The ten elders. When will I be back? We don't want to stay here for a year and a half.

　　　　 was really still a tragedy. Akala explained | when. Why | failed to take my tragedy aura into account?

　　　　 Convention. The next one is Ling. Party W has a heavy burden on Xiaoqi. Uh~~

　　　　PS: The new week has started again. I also hope that everyone will give their full support. The recommendation ticket seems to be showing signs of decline. Xiaoqi did not relax. Don’t relax, everyone! ! .

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