Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 467
The crisis encountered by the dwarves was solved by Cyril alone, but the relief on Bahrain's face lasted only for a short while, and when he walked to the gate of the dwarf resident in the Dika Mine, he put on a sad face again.

"What's the matter, what are you still worried about?" Cyril stopped and asked.

"I just want to take you into the mine to have a look. Who would have thought that you would solve the problem like this." Balin rubbed his head and said, "Now the patriarch will probably call us useless again..."

"Is it so exaggerated..." Elena muttered softly, she had poked her face out of the cloak, and the strange blush was no longer on her face, "In the final analysis, it's not because your patriarch didn't work hard. Solve it, if he can have the same strength as the lord, wouldn't it be easy to solve that thing?"

The faces of several dwarves were all black, but they were speechless to refute.Balin smiled bitterly and touched his distilled nose: "This...to be honest, even uncle can't conquer that ball like your lord. Uncle is good at 'concussion', and he doesn't seem to be very good at that thing. it works……"

"Hey, Bahrain, just keep saying good things for your uncle. If it wasn't for that shield, we wouldn't have—"

"Shut up!" Balin turned his head abruptly, angrily scolding Grom who was speaking.The latter also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and shook his head in horror: "No, I didn't say anything, there is no shield..."

"I told you to shut up!"

Balin slapped Grom to the ground with a backhand slap. His extremely rough action stunned several people—even when Grom made a fool of himself before, he was never so angry.

Panting, Bahrain turned his head to look at Cyril again, but found that the half-elf boy was squinting his eyes, then quickly turned his head away, lowered his head and whispered something to the little human girl, and soon the little girl giggled He got up, as if he didn't notice anything.

He could only lie to himself that this half-elf really didn't notice anything, and sent him to the station with an awkward smile.

Grom and the dwarves who were brought in for an emergency battle returned to the barracks after being warned by Balin not to talk about the mine at will.And Cyril and the others went straight back to Galma's residence.

"Human lord, listen to me, I don't think it's a good time to go in now. If the casting fails, Uncle Galma will definitely stuff your companion's head into the stinking mine, and give you... Although he It's not necessarily your opponent now, but he will definitely do it—”

But before Bahrain finished speaking, he saw that the young man had bypassed him and pushed the door open, and the noisy voice came out immediately, which made Bahrain close his eyes in fright, for fear that Kelan's head would be killed in the next second. Fly out of it.

But immediately he smelled a strong smell of barbecue and wine.The two dwarves in the house were already drunk.And Cyril and Elena walked into the house, and they didn't care about how ugly their food was, they tore off two whole lamb legs from the grill and shared them, and Cyril poured himself some wine, that's all He ate generously.

"No, uncle, have you finished forging?"

Balin rushed in and supported Galma who was about to stand on his head—the latter had even taken off his armor, and was tearing his thin clothes at the moment, revealing his slightly round belly when he was relaxed.He waved his hand, laughed and said, "Forging? What forging? Ba-Lin, come here, I'll tell you!"

Balin immediately approached Galma, but Galma grabbed the collar, and the two dwarves' faces were almost pressed together, and then Galma's loud voice resounded throughout the room:

"This is a fucking divine skill! Only a god can forge such a perfect armor, Huxter!"

As he spoke, he pointed his hand wildly in one direction in the room.Balin looked there, and there was a table, and a piece of armor was lying on the table.

It was exactly the same as Galma's previous one, the main body was made of red rusty copper, and the chest part was bright and dazzling orange red. At first glance, it seemed that there was a ball of flame dancing on it.The hand armor and leg armor are of the same fineness, but the connection is replaced with a highly compatible "engraved iron". If you look closely at the runes on it, you will find that the engraved seal is a formation that strengthens the accumulation of fire elements .

With just a few glances, Balin can see that this armor perfectly presents what Kelan said before - the transformation of magic power, the difference in protection performance corresponding to the difference in hardness of mineral materials...

He understood what Galma's "divine skill" meant. If Galma's original armor could be sold for ten Gentry, then the one made by Crane could be sold with a zero behind it. Properly double the front again——

"Then cooperate with them..." Bahrain looked back again, and Galma was already drunk on the ground, still barking: "Cooperation? Cooperation? What cooperation? I want to be Master Kelan's dog, only Kelan Only Master Lan can allow us to regain our status on par with Tranquility and Heavy Ridge..."

As he spoke, he fell into a complete coma and snored loudly.

Only then did Cyril look up from Kelan's side.Although Kelan drank a lot, he was obviously better than Galma, and he was able to seriously tell Cyril what happened before.

"So you won?"

"That goes without saying." Kelan squinted his eyes and sipped his wine, and proudly pointed out five fingers to Cyril: "I want to touch five different butts of unicorns."

"Touch, touch, touch whatever you want." Cyril rolled his eyes, was so drunk that he was still thinking about the unicorn's butt, and didn't know what's so good about it.

Although it is quite round.

He turned his attention to Bahrain again, who stood awkwardly in the room and shrugged to Cyril.

"Then our cooperation?"

"As you wish." Bahrain sighed, "If there is a need for goods, make a list and send them to Dika Mine, and we will complete them as soon as possible..."

But as Bahrain was talking, he suddenly noticed that the boy narrowed his eyes and looked at him slyly.He shuddered, always felt that the eyes were malicious, and said quickly: "This, this is a general agreement for cooperation with dwarves, I am not talking nonsense."

"I know you're not talking nonsense, but I was wondering if we could...be closer?"

Cyril rubbed his hands, pointed to Galma, and then pointed to Kelan who was still asleep beside him, "Look at your patriarch, they all said that they would be his dogs, isn't that almost a bond?"

Bahrain's face froze, and he scolded his uncle for being so dishonest and digging holes for his nephew everywhere, but before he could argue, he heard Cyril say: "I think, maybe most of you... no, just How about everyone relocating to New Siliki?"

(End of this chapter)