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Chapter 153 We Don’t Trust Anyone
In the western part of the Western Forest, deep in the dark forest, there is a huge cave. The cave entrance is surrounded by trees. Standing at the entrance and looking down, it is so dark that you can't see the bottom of the cave...

The dwarves of the Black Hammer tribe live in seclusion in this dungeon.

Deep in the cave, there is a small furnace with red-hot molten iron flowing in it. A dwarf with a beard and braids pours the molten iron into an axe-shaped mold.

The molten iron quickly took the shape of an axe!

The dwarf was muttering something, as if chanting some spell. Then he took out a ruby, and just when the molten iron was about to solidify and the spell was about to be finished, he threw the ruby ​​into the molten iron.

At the same time, a hammer smashed down fiercely.

At the same time as the gem fell into the molten iron, the spell was completed and the hammer arrived.

The coordination at this moment was extremely precise.

The next moment, the ruby ​​was smashed into pieces by the hammer, turning into countless red light particles that penetrated into the molten iron. The molten iron also began to solidify rapidly and turned into an axe...

There was a faint red light surrounding the axe, and a faint spell shape appeared on the axe blade.

Enchanted Iron Axe!

And that’s how it was built successfully.

The dwarf picked up the enchanted iron axe and swung it in his hand. A red light flashed on the axe and wrapped around his arm, making his arm strong and powerful, at least twice as strong as usual.

It turned out that this was an axe with the [Strength Multiplier] enchantment effect.

"Tsk!" The dwarf shook his head. "Although the enchantment was successful, the material of the axe itself is too poor. Alas! No matter how much the iron axe is enchanted, it is still just an iron axe. But there is no good ore to be mined in this damn place."

"Chief." A dwarf came out from behind him. "The kobolds launched another wave of attacks. This time there were more than seventy kobolds. We dispatched thirty-five warriors to repel them."

The tribe leader frowned and said, "We only have fifty warriors in the tribe. If the Kobolds can send more soldiers, it will be difficult to deal with."

The dwarves are very powerful, and it is not a problem for one to beat two, and even beating three gnolls is not difficult.

But if it's one against five, or even one against ten, the dwarf will be at a disadvantage.

The Black Hammer tribe currently only has fifty warriors capable of fighting, and the elderly, the weak, women, and children combined make up no more than a hundred. A small group of kobolds can still be dealt with, but a large group...

The chief was a little depressed: "These damn kobolds, please don't send more troops. I hope it's not a big tribe that is entangled with us."

However, his hopes were immediately shattered.

Another dwarf ran in from outside and quickly reported: "The scouts found that the kobolds are still sending more troops. They seem to be contacting other clans to attack us together. There are more than two hundred kobolds outside the mine."

The chieftain: "Damn it, what's wrong with them? Why do they have to attack us? The kobolds we met before, once they found out we were dwarves, they didn't dare to offend easily."

“Perhaps they lost their nest not long ago.” The subordinate whispered, “They are looking for a new place to settle down, that’s why they are so radical and crazy.”

The chief frowned deeply... At this moment, a dwarf in the passage toward the cave entrance shouted loudly: "Stop it!"

"This owl is not normal."

"It's magic! Shoot it down."

"Damn it."

The patriarch was startled and turned his head to look. He saw a white owl with a faint blue light flying from the passage in the direction of the entrance.

It flew very fast and its movements were extremely smooth. Several dwarf sentinels chased after it with axes in hand, trying to chop it down, but they were unsuccessful. The dwarves' heavy axes passed by the owl and missed. The owl flew easily in front of the patriarch.

It circled above the furnace, and its sharp eagle eyes locked onto the chief. Perhaps because it noticed that the armor he wore was different from that of other dwarves, the owl stopped flying around and stopped on the stone opposite the chief. It opened its mouth and spoke, "Hello, chief of the Black Hammer Tribe! My name is Antonio, and as you can see, I am a wizard."

The chieftain was startled and stopped his men from chasing him. Then he said to the owl, "Antonio, I seem to have heard this name somewhere before."

The owl smiled and said, "Many people have indeed heard of the name of Antonio, the former court wizard."

The chieftain raised his head suddenly and said, "It was you! You turned Her Majesty the Queen into a puppet and controlled her, forcing Ugumantai to lead the army to defend the king! This led to the tragedy sixteen years ago."

Antonio: "The story you just told was told to you by Ugumante, by the Holy See of Light, and it is not true."

Patriarch: "What is the truth?"

Antonio: "If I tell you that I am a loyal subordinate of Her Majesty the Queen and Ugumante is the treacherous minister who usurped the throne, who would you believe?"

Patriarch: "..."

Quiet!

Eerily quiet!
After several seconds, the chief said, "I don't know who to trust, so I simply don't trust anyone. You humans take lying as a daily routine and change your attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. If my ancestors hadn't trusted you, we wouldn't have been so displaced over the past decade. Now we have returned to the crypt and will no longer be involved in your affairs. Stone and Moradin, we will only be friends with stone and metal from now on, and no longer with you humans."

The owl sighed deeply, "Maybe you are right! But I guarantee that the humans who harmed you are not the same as us."

The chieftain: "It doesn't matter which group it is. Humans should bear the consequences of the evil they have done. Go away. We don't welcome you."

Owl: "I am here to assist you in fighting off the Kobolds."

The chief said proudly, "If we can't defeat them, the worst that can happen is that we will retreat. Giving up a cave won't be a big deal. We have already given up a lot anyway. The dwarves are not weak enough to need the help of humans."

The owl was now speechless. He sighed softly, and with a "pop", he exploded into blue magic light particles and disappeared without a trace.

The chieftain snorted and said to his men, "How can you be sentinels? Outsiders' reconnaissance eagles can easily fly into the depths of the crypt! Those evil harpies and bat killers can also easily fly in and kill all of our old, weak, women and children."

The sentry looked embarrassed: "We will be more careful next time."

(End of this chapter)