Many manor knights who didn't even know that the old lord had passed away were confused and stayed in the countryside. In addition, heavy snow blocked the way for communication. They only received the latest external news now - the old lord died, outsiders moved into the main city, and the lord's heir, that is, the new lord, successfully counterattacked by one person. In this complete plot, these knights had no idea what they should do. They could only write a letter of congratulations and self-blame after hesitating for a long time, and sent their messengers to their new lord, and stated that they would go to officially loyalty by the beginning of the spring of the next year.

The Great Eas Volcano, the lava area at the foot of the mountain, the dwarf gathering place, the huge lava lake with red and yellow blending is churning, releasing almost endless heat, huge fire elements gather, melting the wind and snow, and the heat waves rise, and even poking a big hole into the ash cloud covering the sky. The sunlight falls straight down, covering this area like a golden column of light.

And below the residential area on the surface, the underground core casting area is the core of the black steel casting furnace.

As the huge rune machine runs, the iron melted from steel flows into each mold as a prescribed route like an obedient cat, and is then sent to each forging position in turn. Many dwarf blacksmiths who have been waiting for a long time wave their hammers and hammer the red steel that is roughly framed into a shape by the mold into what they should be.

A set of refined weapons were forged out in batches and piled aside. After waiting for a while, the other dwarves collectively quenched them and finally sent them to the large chambers of commerce in various territories in the north.

At the front of these blacksmiths, on the iron seat that controlled the huge rune casting furnace, there was an old dwarf wearing a steel ring and white hair. Wrinkles were piled up on his face and body, but it still did not hide his strength, as if the strong muscles poured by iron supported this not very tall but very calm body.

He originally closed his eyes and sat quietly in his position, mentally controlling the huge machine beneath him, but just as the huge black steel rune machine shook and trembled, the dwarf seemed to sense something, and a light like golden steel bloomed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Iron Body Morrira, the leader of the contemporary rune dwarf of the Northern Land, the highest cast. This old dwarf, known for his toughness and wisdom, opened his golden eyes and sensed the inexplicable fluctuations in his heart. Then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, pulling the countless wrinkles on his face.

"The divine machine...a new divine machine has been awakened..."

He murmured to himself, he slowly stood up, and then ordered to the servant beside him: "Get my hammer."

"Yes! This...Big Casting, are you going to take action?"

The young dwarf attendant bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him, for the sake of his status and for the most well-deserved craftsmanship. The dwarf leader with the iron body as his surname must be a fine product every time he makes a move. He even has several legendary weapons released because of his hand.

The young dwarf asked with expectation, but he didn't feel like he could get the answer.

But unexpected answers came.

"Yes, this is a contract written into the bloodline of a certain family, and you can't regret it."

With a gentle smile, Moria's eyes were blurred for a moment, as if she had remembered some things that had happened a long time ago. Then, he paused word by word, and said in a solemn way: "A magic machine, a set of armor, in the name of rune dwarfs, is a respect for the Chaos Guardian and the gatekeeper... and promise."

And far away.

"Moldavia, Radcliffe..."

On the west side of the Great Aes Volcano, Moldovan, the main city built by the river is very lively. The river Mage, which winds for three thousand miles, flows down the mountain glaciers, and leads to the ancient holy river that runs through the entire northern human empire, and then merges into it. With its geographical advantages, the local lord Scarlet family could ignore the season without a dragon caravan caravan and conduct bulk transactions at any time.

At this time, the afternoon tea belonging to the nobles in the side hall of the lord in the city was just beginning. After listening to the report from his subordinates, a slender and slender hand picked up the black tea that had been prepared on the small table. The girl with long violet hair took a sip, then squinted her eyes, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, she sighed leisurely: "In one month, gold was found in silver, and a single bloodline passed down for three hundred years but never stopped. It really has its own merits."

"Ye, please help me draft a congratulatory message... Well, be cautious when using words. That's a golden warrior, a powerful warrior who can kill another gold just after advancement."

The other side.

On the other side of the Black Forest, the north of the Great Eas volcano, Vanya Territory.

In the ancient castle in the mountains, the contemporary head of the Vlad family put down the report and sent away the spy who sent the information. He sat alone in the study of the castle, silent.

Finally, a low and magnetic middle-aged male voice came from the darkness, and he seemed to be laughing at himself.

"It's so amazing that you can make gold if you're less than twenty-five years old... it's really amazing."

On the east side of the Great Aes Volcano, on the other end of the Black Forest, Wilson's Home.

With its production in the Black Forest and ore in the mountains, this family is known for its magical jewelry and exquisite weapons, and also has the largest dragon caravan in the North. With its extraordinary economic strength, this emerging family has taken root here less than two hundred years after moving to the North.

Now, in the west of the main city, the Wilson family conference room has not been available since two days ago, and the debate has never stopped. Many people come in and out, their faces are very bad, and some people are even angry and their hatred is simply written on their faces.

Through the crack of the door, occasionally there were voices, such words as "compromise", "compensation", "opposition", "starting war", "blurred", and "gold" appeared from time to time, and the frequency was very high.

Finally, the argument seemed to have reached a final compromise, and the conference room seemed to be quiet.

A gray-haired and purple-eyed girl walked out of the room first, followed by many gray-haired people. Although she looked a little embarrassed, the girl was energetic and her eyes were full of brilliance.

Because of Joshua's strength and action, the entire Northland rotated, and all forces were shocked.

As time flew, the stars fell in 831, November 9, south of the Great Aes volcano, Moldavia.

This is a snowless day, the sun is rarely bright, accompanied by the melodious bells, the church rings the bells to summon the people, and with the priests and knights running around, most of the people in the city are gathered in the central square of the main city. They are talking, but they don’t know why they are staying here.

But after a moment, the answer is revealed.

A warrior wearing armor, with long, rough black hair and dark red eyes walked onto the speech platform in front of the square. Behind him was a young girl with silver hair, looking very calm. After watching a large number of people under the audience for a while, the black-haired warrior nodded with satisfaction, then took off his fighting spirit and said loudly to everyone:
Chapter completed!