Home of the Brave

"Well, although in the concept of ordinary people, dwarves are stubborn stone-heads, heroic smokers and drunks, they also have a lot of evil tastes..." Dai Yang stood beside the female knight, almost sighing The tone explained in a low voice. "Well, it's probably because the innate physique is shorter than other pan-human races, so dwarves like big things... Actually. Statues like this are just the tip of an iceberg. The iron rock fort like this is completely meaningless. There are so many behemoths."

"Yes...Is that so..." Xia Luwei looked at the maze ahead with incredible eyes.

"Anyway, there will be a chance to see if you wait... ah, yes, I have to talk about something first." Dai Yang taught the female knight the common sense of dwarf socialism. "When you compliment this kind of thing, remember that you can't just say'big', you can only say'spectacular', so that the other person will feel that you are complimenting him sincerely... Miranda, you have to remember it."

"This kind of thing is not mentioned in the Geographical History of the Kingdom... Those **** cabinet members are simply making up..." The witch pressed her head like a headache, annoyed by the wrong knowledge she had learned. "...Forget it, is it right to use'spectacular' when praising the dwarf anyway? I took it down." Miranda decided to put aside his troubles for the time being and confirmed the direction of the trip to Dai Yang. "In addition, we have arrived at Iron Rock Fort, where are we going next?"

"Go to Warhammer Workshop." Dai Yang told her like this.

"Warhammer Atelier..." There is really nothing to say about the style of naming the dwarves.

"Well, that's Morton the Hammersmith's studio. Morton and Dad are close friends, and they are very good at forging weapons. Let's ask him to help Xia Luwei adjust the armor and repair the gloves. The purchase will be placed after that. Go ahead." Dai Yang arranged the itinerary in this way and pointed to a corner of the underground street to explain. "From over there is the bazaar of Iron Rock Fort. The Warhammer Workshop is at the other end of the bazaar. It takes about thirty minutes to reach it..."

"The market? Is it the dwarf's market?" Xia Luwei showed an expression of interest. "What are they selling there?"

"The dwarf market, of course, sells things made by dwarves, like weapons, armors, and crafts..."

"Let's go shopping, right? Anyway, it's not in a hurry." Although Miranda spoke in the form of interrogative sentences, Dai Yang did not actually leave room for choice.

"See if it's okay..." Dai Yang frowned and reminded her. "But, is there no budget for shopping in this trip?"

"Sniff!" The witch shrugged her shoulders cutely.

"Go, I don't want to be said by someone who lives for nothing." Dai Yang waved his hand like a puppy.

"...Hmph, forget it, anyway, there may not be anything this lady can see. Go, Xia Luwei, let's go to the market!"

The witch made a grimace at the man, and then dragged the female knight towards the bazaar.

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The bazaar that Dai Yang was referring to was actually a place where dwarves traded with foreigners. Compared with the situation where the hot spring town on the ground is dominated by human tourists, the pan-human tribes such as elves and wingmen have become the mainstream in the crowds here. This situation may also indirectly explain the fact that the dwarves are less trusting in humans. Among the relatively rare human customers, the most are the merchants from the Oberstein Empire, and there are also a handful of adventurers who seem to be very powerful.

Said it is a market, it is actually a huge square in the Iron Rock Fort. The dwarves set up their works in the stalls in the square, set up a mineral lamp, and then sit under the lamp and smoke a pipe. The mineral lamp stands for "open for business". Customers can freely choose the products in the booth and try them out until they are satisfied. If you decide to buy it, just take the product to the smoking dwarf and ask for the price. The transaction process is basically a one-shot sale without bargaining, but sometimes there are situations where dwarves refuse to sell things to certain people.

The dwarves are the foremost master craftsmen in Palamia, so the types of goods sold in the market are quite rich. Miranda took Xia Luwei all the way and saw all kinds of new things.

In front of the booth selling weapons, two wingmen fought fiercely with steel guns of their choice. Onlookers cheered loudly, while the dwarf, who was the stall owner, was smoking a pipe leisurely beside. The appearance of the old **** is as if he does not consider the possibility of damage to the goods at all, or it can also be seen that he has extremely high confidence in the quality of his own weapons.

In addition to the world-famous sophisticated weapons, various handicrafts made of iron and stone are also a major mainstream in the market. In front of a bronze statue of a goddess of equal height, several male elves stood around pointing and pointing. The elves made up their minds to buy the bronze statue, but didn't know if the price was not negotiated or something else. The stall owner dwarf stubbornly shook his head, as if he didn't intend to sell his work easily.

Some stalls did not display any physical goods, and some were just rolls of drawings with fantastic labyrinth structures and supporting organ traps, which attracted many demon maids to linger here. The petite Maids of the Demon Race took the drawings and had a heated discussion with the stall owner who was shorter than them. Last time Miranda had heard Dai Yang talk about it when she was in the Frost Palace. When you reach a certain class, you will be allowed to open up your own space in the Dragon Nest Labyrinth. Based on this, the demon maid in front of you should be preparing her new home, right?

"It's hard to imagine..."

The witch can only express her feelings in this language. Recalling all the common sense taught in the college, the scene before me is almost disruptive.

Dwarves are a stubborn and autistic race...

Wingmen are a militant and rude race...

Elves are a narcissistic and exclusive race...

The demons are a cunning and cruel race...

…These are the judgments made by humans on other races from a selfish standpoint, and the most ridiculous one is that the dragon race is an evil tyrant.

Just imagine, if the silver dragon ruling the Frost Mountains is really like the evil tyrant in the rumor, then what is the prosperous scene that is almost not lost to the ancient city of Gulambel? Moreover, this is only a corner of the dragon collar, isn't it? As the daughter of the Duke and the chief of the academy, Miranda possesses knowledge and insight far better than ordinary people, but never thought that the exchanges between different races could create such a prosperous scene. Moreover, such a scene also appeared in the territories ruled by the tyrannosaurus tribe.

"It's also the first time I saw it..." Xia Luwei beside her was also slightly emotional. Compared to the witch, she seemed to be more receptive to the facts in front of her.

"Why is this?" Miranda tugged at her hair in distress. "What Frost Snow Silver Emperor did was just to mark out his own territory, and then ask the residents on the territory for tribute, didn't he?"

"Well, Yang also said that the emperor is not interested in ruling territories..." Xia Luwei nodded.

She could fully understand the confusion of the Miko, because she had the same question before, when the black-haired youth answered her like this.

"The rule of human beings is fundamentally different from the rule of dragons. For example, the rule of humans is to forcibly distorted the laws of nature with their own will, and the rule of the dragons is originally part of the laws of nature... Weakness, the instinctive fear of nature, whether seeking power or racial discrimination, are actually due to the performance of this immature self. Because of this fear of nature, human beings are inherently lack of tolerance for all things. For their own survival and development, they will instinctively squeeze out other creatures. Such a human being can only build a social state of human beings after all."

"Whether dwarves or elves, other pan-human races have similar problems with humans, so it is impossible for them to establish an ideal kingdom..."

"Dragons are high-level predators at the top of the food chain. They are powerful and powerful. In the eyes of dragons, there is no essential difference between elves, demons, humans, or demons. , Are the objects of conquest and enslavement. The irony is that it is precisely because of the power above all things that the dragon race has become the only race that can deal with all things equally... Of course, the situation in the Frost Mountains is just an ideal one. Status, in fact, not all dragon tribes are as pure-hearted as emperors. However, in terms of racial characteristics, dragon tribes are indeed rulers chosen by nature, and humans cannot compare with them."

…After listening to the female knight’s narration, Miranda fell into a long silence.

She has seen similar stories in the "Book of Sages" in the college's collection. Those admired sages have also discussed various shortcomings of human nature from different perspectives, but no black-haired youth has ever analyzed it like this. thorough. The words of the black-haired youth are like a bright light illuminating the wisdom of the witch, except for a slight conflict in mood, Miranda's reason has basically accepted Dai Yang's reasoning.

A feeling of sudden enlightenment made the Miko euphoric, and at the same time, she couldn't help being surprised by someone's insight.

"Did he think of these all by himself?" she asked unwillingly.

"Huh? Ah, no, listen to Yang, this is what Uncle Dai wrote in his notes." Xia Luwei replied.

"Uncle Dai... Ah, that's his father's relic, right?" Miranda couldn't help but become interested. "So, that notebook should be precious?"

"Is it precious..." The female knight looked like she didn't know what to say, and said hesitantly: "I used to find it under the bed when cleaning the room. Later, Yang threw it into the study very casually... Well, if it hasn't been gnawed off by the mouse, I think I can still find it, right?"

"It was chewed off by a mouse?" As if hearing something unbelievable, the Miko's eyes widened in surprise, but she clenched her fist tightly, showing that she wanted to squeeze someone out. "Then...what does that guy think of knowledge...and it's still father's relic! There should be a limit to how arrogant you are?"

"Well, the style of the Dai family seems to be like this..." The female knight smiled bitterly in defense of her lover, and made suggestions at the same time. "If you want to read Miranda, let's go to the study to look for it when we go back? Besides that notebook, there seem to be many other books!"

"Well, just do it!" Miranda pressed harder, secretly determined to get justice for the books that were treated roughly, but someone's nasty face appeared in her mind.

"Ah! I hate it! It's rare to come to the dwarf's bazaar, why do you have to be troubled by this kind of thing!" Miranda threw the distracting thoughts out of her mind, and then ran the female knight forward.

"Let's go, Xia Luwei, let's look elsewhere!"