Chapter 200: Dialogue In this world, even if there is enlightenment, it is impossible to explode like the Saint Seiya, and the small universe is turned around in a desperate situation, and the thunderous Samon was knocked away by magic on the way to Tasia, and then a series of magic bow and arrow strikes nailed the former ruler of the dwarven kingdom firmly to the wall.
When Samon was dragged back to the prison cart covered in blood, Craigie arrived at the scene of the battle.
"Craigie, you've been too slow to come, and I'm skeptical of your ability right now."
Tasia looked down at the dwarf who had arrived in a hurry and said haughtily.
"I also doubt your abilities, this His Majesty the King was asked to be guarded by you, and he was easily rescued by a man who was seriously wounded."
Craigie was not in a very good mood now, after he had just slept and was woken up by his men, he heard such unpleasant news, Craigie felt that if he slept again tonight, he would have nightmares.
"It's a pity, if it weren't for Baimon's sudden awakening of talent, we would have been able to get Judd back."
Tasia didn't care about Craigie's accusations, knowing that these things had been negotiated in advance, and the elven guard Samon was used as bait to capture the escaped Judd.
Although this capture ultimately failed, in the eyes of this elven noblewoman, Judd should not be far from death, he was already seriously injured, he was forced to escape with his body in the process of losing his life again, and was thrown into the underground river in a coma, if he wanted to survive, Tasia himself could not imagine anything else to let this dwarf powerhouse survive.
"Samon can't stay, even if the silver blood is extinct, the black iron dwarf can go to glory on his own."
Craigie didn't pay attention to Tasia's regretful expression, and looked at the prisoner cart that was slowly moving into the distance, and said categorically.
Originally, he thought that it would be foolproof to have elves to guard the dwarven king, and when the time came, he would use Samon's body to leave a little silver blood for his family, so that his descendants would be more justified when they became kings in the future, but he didn't expect that the elves would spend so much time just to catch a dwarf with a serious injury on his back.
There's no way Craigie can't plunge his country into a war of secession because a few generations won't necessarily awaken a single bloodline.
For the sake of his power, Craigie finally gave up his expectations for the orthodox name of the Silver Bloodline.
"It's impossible for His Highness Judd to get in the way anytime soon, if you want to get rid of him, feel free."
Tasia didn't like to get involved in the intrigues between these dwarves, and if it weren't for the Moon Temple's instructions, she would rather stay in the temple and pray, but now with the opportunity promised by the Titans, then the elves may really have the opportunity to go to the heavenly realm to follow the Moon Temple, this is the greatest wish in Tasia's heart, since the World Tree refused to respond to her twenty years ago, the only wish in her heart.
Tasia looked at the turbulent underground river in the deep well, and left with the elves without saying a word, while Craigie's army was ordered to go to the valley outside the city to see if Judd's body could be found, and the dwarven royal city returned to calm again, and somewhere in the darkness in the sewers, a dark elf in a black tightsuit was carrying a dwarf on his back, and the shadow assassins who had undergone severe training did not care even in such a harsh environment.
A groan was heard from behind the Dark Elf, and the Shadow Assassin's neck was grabbed by a pair of strong, powerful hands.
"Who are you?"
As soon as the Hammer King came to his senses, he immediately restrained the Dark Elves with his hands.
"We're not enemies, my master, I think you should know, his name is Blake Rodnik, and he's a human lord."
The Dark Elf was not alarmed or annoyed by the dwarf's actions, and replied with a grim expression.
"It turned out that he saved me, where is Samon now?"
Judd immediately asked the Shadow Assassin after identifying his friend or foe.
"Captured by the elves."
The Dark Elf's answer was simple and clear.
"What!?
Why not save him?
Ahem......
Judd's hands were gripped by the Shadow Assassin's neck again, but before the dwarf could exert himself, he coughed violently.
"I advise you not to get excited, if you toss like this once or twice, I'm afraid you'll really die.
Wait to see my master and all questions will be answered.
The Shadow Assassin stepped on the slippery ground and sped up, he already felt that the aura of the dwarf behind him was getting weaker and weaker, if this legendary powerhouse died here like this, then there would be a loophole in the master's plan, as a shadow assassin whose mission was to complete the meaning of survival, the shadow would never allow such a thing to happen.
And his time to work for the human master was running out, no one could see it in the dark sewers, and the shadow assassin's shadow on the ground was dancing happily with black tentacles.
In the blood-filled cell, Samon woke up, looking at the empty cell and the heavy chains on his body, and the scars all over his body, Samon didn't know what to say now, but before he could think about why his life was always associated with failure, the sound of the cell door opening had already drawn his attention.
"Craigie!
You scumbag!
Samon yelled at Craigie.
He had no good impression of Craigie Samon, who was the most loyal lackey of the Great Elder when he was still on the side, and had repeatedly made Samon ugly on military issues.
"Despicable?
I'm just trying to protect myself, my dear majesty the King.
Craigie raised an eyebrow at the sound of Samon's angry scolding.
"Self-preservation?
In order to keep your power, can you make your bet on the fate of the dwarves!?
Samon struggled to his feet, and although the elves did not kill him, his injuries were still severe.
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"Bets?
It's a good analogy, I've never gambled, but I've heard from my subordinates that when gambling is not sure who to press, then it depends on who has more chips on both sides.
Elves, orcs, demons, titans, all of them want to destroy humanity, and I'm just following this established gamble right now.
Craigie said slowly, full of confidence.
"Demons and Titans can't appear in this world at all, those green-skinned wastes have died under the beast blood fortress for nearly a million in the past two years, and the elves are about to be wiped out, they are in the last madness, you follow them Dwarves will eventually fall into the abyss!"
Samon moved to Craigie with difficulty, dissuading the dwarf he had always hated.
"The abyss?
Will the knowledge of the Celestial Titans allow the dwarves to re-illuminate the continent with the glory of the Titans, as for the Orcs?
With the power of the Titans, the orcs will only be our slaves in the end, although the elves have a good idea to kill people with a knife, but I am not stupid, as long as the World Tree dies, the human race will inevitably launch an attack on the elven forest, and then the dwarves will become the masters of this world, and I, I will become the king of the first black iron dwarves in history, instead of you wastes who have empty bloodlines but cannot be used.
Craigie pointed to Samon's nose and said contemptuously.
"Bastard, we can't use the knowledge of the Titans at all!
They are descendants of gods to be able to rely on the knowledge given by the gods to create great civilizations, we don't have the blood of gods, they can create things at will, even if we have enough knowledge, we need the whole race to work together to make it, and do you think the Titans may give us all the knowledge?
The more Samon spoke, the more excited he became, and in the end, he wanted Craigie to pounce and try to catch Craigie, but the chain trapped Samon not far from Craigie, and no matter how hard Samon tried, he couldn't touch the corner of Craigie's clothes.
"So what?
You also said that it is impossible for the Titans to appear in this world, as long as I keep that knowledge for myself, I will be the king of this world, as for you?
You don't have to think about the dwarves anymore, you will soon be decapitated, and the assassin who assassinated Karis is now on his way, and soon you will be able to meet in hell.
Craigie finished and turned to leave.
At this moment, Samon suddenly stopped struggling and stood there, looking at Craigie with a serious expression.
"Craigie, I can give you the throne, but please be kind to the dwarves and don't let them die too much in the war."
Samon pleaded with Craigie word for word.
"I don't need you to give it to me, it's already mine, as for the dwarves?
Only the dwarves who obey me are considered dwarves, and those of you who are hostile to me and refuse to obey my commands will die!
Hahahaha......
"Satisfied Craigie immediately left the cell after speaking, and the iron door of the cell closed again.
Samon screamed for a long time, but no one opened the door again.
After making sure that there was really no one outside, Samon pulled the chain to a corner of the room and slammed his fist on his stomach.
Samun, who hadn't eaten anything for days, vomited only some gastric juice, and a small metal clasp glistened in the foul-smelling liquid.
"Is this conversation enough?"
Samon wiped the metal buckle clean and tucked it into his ear, then asked with a long sigh as if talking to himself.
"Enough, Your Majesty, it's up to you to show on the execution ground how many dwarves you can win over.
It has been written in our human books that a king needs noble qualities such as bravery, decisiveness, courage to take responsibility, etc., but the ability he needs most is acting, and only when the people see these noble qualities of him, his people will be willing to follow him.
Zhao Yannian's voice sounded from Samon's ears.
"Has your king ever learned such an act?"
Samon asked in a low voice.
"It's been a thousand years since our king performed this to his people, and that's why we've allowed the orcs to be arrogant for so long."
Zhao Yannian let out a sigh in a room in the Dwarven King City.