Night enveloped the entire forest, and the noise during the day seemed to become deserted as night fell. However, this was not the case. The pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness opened on time when the blood moon rose into the sky.

, exuding a cold gaze, their active time has just begun.

In a corner of the forest, there is a faint light coming from there. If you look closer, you can faintly see countless figures walking back and forth in the firelight. The chaotic noise is particularly clear in the quiet forest. This is a tribe of dwarves.

, there are approximately thousands of dwarf members, which is not a small number for dwarves who have a strong sense of tribalism.

Dwarfs are not good at dealing with darkness, so there are dozens of dwarfs lighting torches they picked up from unknown places and sticking them around the tribe to let the firelight drive away the darkness.

Even though they are one of the two major forces in the forest, they do not dare to go out at night. The dwarves who have lived in the forest for tens of thousands of years understand better than anyone else that the forest at night is far more terrifying than the day, and is the most ferocious and cunning.

The beasts usually come out at night, but they don't have to worry about any wild beasts attacking them. After all, their tribe has thousands of companions, dozens of dwarf wizards, six leaders, and an elite.

Therefore, after eating enough, the remaining dwarfs simply lay down next to the big pot, patting their bulging bellies with contentment. Their simple minds probably only thought about what they could eat for the next meal, which was bitter and tasteless.

bark, or sweet broth?

As the leader of the entire tribe, the elite dwarf wizard has his own room. It is called a room, but in fact it is just a simple residence made of wood and bark made of wood and bark that is imitated by humans and is no better than a cowshed or a pig pen.

.However, it seemed to be quite satisfied. It was sitting on a bed made of hay and taking a nap. At this moment, the dwarf in charge of guarding broke in, which shocked the dwarf wizard-could it be something powerful?

Warcraft is coming?

In the dwarf doorman's chirping explanation, the dwarf wizard finally understood that there was not an enemy, but a visit from a seemingly big shot. Who could make his doorman so panicked? The dwarf wizard hurriedly brought him

He put on his rooster hat, summoned his mount, the dwarf, and rushed towards the entrance of the tribe.

Not far from the entrance, the dwarf wizard had already used the firelight to see clearly the person coming. Like all dwarf wizards, its first reaction was: Wayo, why is this guy so tall?

"Brother, it's so late, what can I do?"

If it weren't for the smell of dwarfs, the elite dwarf wizard would really doubt that the other party was a fake. Good guy, he is nearly twice as tall as himself. Are there such tall dwarfs in this forest?

This elite dwarf wizard speaks much more fluently than the one I fooled yesterday, and it seems that he is probably stronger. I muttered in my heart, and I smiled faintly. I held the short spear I got from the Dark Wanderer in front of the dwarf.

In front of the wizard, his expression was full of solemnity, but his heart was a little uneasy. Can it really work?

The atmosphere solidified at this moment. The dwarf wizard looked at the short spear in my hand in astonishment, as if he had seen something incredible, and as if he did not understand what I wanted to express at all, which made my inner tension intensify. However, next

For a moment, the dwarf wizard's behavior made me breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw it jumped down from the dwarf's shoulder and bowed to me respectfully: "It turns out to be the envoy sent by the ancestors. I...I, I..."

It racked its brains to think of what words of praise it should use, but a Level 3 brain retard is still a Level 3 retard. Even if it speaks more fluently, it does not mean that its IQ can be much higher. Those gorgeous words are too much for it.

It's like a book from heaven. Fortunately, its brain can be considered fast. Although it can't speak words, it can express it through actions. So it waved its hands, shouted loudly, and soon summoned thousands of its subordinates.

They all bowed to me in unison.

I watched from the side, smiling inwardly and feeling a little speechless at the same time. Nearly a thousand dwarfs knelt down and worshiped together. The scene was quite spectacular.

The dwarf wizard took the lead and welcomed me into the tribe. Although he wanted to invite me to his beautiful home, looking at his height, the dwarf wizard had no choice but to choose next to the largest bonfire in the center of the tribe.

"I heard that there is a tribe nearby that stole a lot of things from the gathering place of the big monkeys, and proved with actions that our dwarfs are no worse than those big monkeys. Do you know which tribe it is?"

With sweat on my face, I declined the dwarf wizard's invitation to dine, and then asked casually.

Hearing my question, the dwarf wizard suddenly became proud. It turns out that this is the case. The glorious deeds of his tribe have been spread to the ears of the messenger. The dwarfs have a common problem, that is, they love to show off, otherwise they will

I won’t spread the word about stealing things in Kurast.

"My lord... your lord, that tribe is... our... tribe." The dwarf wizard said almost impatiently, even his voice became stuttering due to excitement and anxiety.

"Oh, but I heard from other people that it was some tribe nearby, and they said they could show me evidence." I glanced at the dwarf wizard pretending to be suspicious.

"Who... who said, which... damn tribe dare... dare to pretend... to pretend to be us..."

The dark face of the dwarf wizard suddenly turned red with anger. Damn it, which shameless tribe dared to impersonate us. If he found out, he would arrest all the people in that tribe and convulse him.

Peeling is not allowed.

"Really? But they said there was evidence." I continued to stare at the dwarf with suspicion.

"Nonsense... nonsense, please don't believe them, messenger. We are the ones who believe it. We also have the evidence."

He almost jumped up angrily and said this. The dizzy dwarf wizard didn't even bother to say hello, and rushed into his hut at the fastest speed in his life, and then swayed from side to side carrying the one even bigger than it.

The small mountain-like items that were loaded more than ten times were placed on the ground in front of me with a sound.

"..."

I was dumbfounded as I looked at the pile of things. What are these? Iron pans, shovels, nails, brooms, hoes, bricks, jars... and even a jar of ashes?! I looked up and down at the things in front of me.

A pile of seemingly tattered things. Finally, it was confirmed that the most valuable thing inside was a gold coin.

I said, are you going to steal things or help clean up the rags?

"Look, this is what we stole. If you like it, please take it." The dwarf wizard raised his head and chest, and said proudly. He did not forget to "show" it.

"Is there another thing like this?"

I didn't find Gideon in this pile of rags, so I gestured like Gideon and asked, "The dwarf wizard has a bad memory. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up with an expression of admiration."

"As expected of the envoy... He even knows exactly what we stole. There is indeed such a thing. I saw that it was useless, so I took it to shave my butt..."

Damn it, what's wrong with this guy's nerves? Why is it that a pile of scrap metal is like a treasure, but the exquisite Gidebin is "of no use"? Which Nebula's aesthetic is this?

At this time, a dwarf standing next to the dwarf wizard whispered something into its ear, and the dwarf wizard's face suddenly became ugly.

"This...this, does the messenger want that thing?"

I nodded immediately. The reason I came here this time was not just for the Gidebin. No matter whether it had been shaved on the buttocks or not, I didn’t want to use it anyway.

"Lord Messenger, no...no more...that thing...was taken by one of our brothers and eaten by the big spider in the cave."

Looking at the frustrated look on the dwarf wizard's face, I almost fell to the ground. It was really a wave of ups and downs. Is this the fate of the protagonist?

After some dancing explanations from it, I finally figured out what happened. One day, a certain unlucky little dwarf who had diarrhea took it with him when he went hunting, probably in order to cope with the possibility of the tuba coming at any time.

This little Gibbin, who was not taken seriously, left the team and went to the tub alone, and never came back. His partner who had been waiting for him for a long time followed him up. Only a pile of poop was found on the tub.

Grass skirt, and a few scattered spider silks.

"It must be those bastards from Spider Cave." The dwarf wizard shook his fist and said loudly, hoarsely, but I saw a trace of fear in his eyes.

That's it. My eyes rolled. Don't I have proof of being a strong man? I might as well use it to see, so I raised my short spear and shouted in high spirits.

"In this case, let us avenge our dead brothers and kill those spiders together."

The effect... seems to be a bit cold.

He glanced at the dwarfs around him, including the dwarf wizard. They looked at each other with cowering expressions on their faces.

"Sir Messenger, it's not that we don't obey your orders, it's that those spiders are really beyond our ability to deal with." Finally, the dwarf wizard explained with a sad face.

It turns out that the cave the dwarf wizard pointed to is one of the two major caves in the Spider Forest - Spider Cave, uh, Spider Lair, Spider Cave, Spider Lair, Spider Cave... I'm going crazy, isn't there a better distinction?

What are the names of these two places?

If we say that the spider cave... is wrong, it is a spider nest. If we say that the spider nest is a paradise for spiders, then the spider cave is the palace of spiders. There are powerful spiders everywhere, especially inside the cave, there are not less than ten thousand huge spiders.

, in the deepest part, the powerful mini-boss Burner - Webb, is the king of the entire cave.

It’s no wonder that the dwarf wizard doesn’t want to go. With thousands of dwarfs, there are not enough spiders to fill the gap between his teeth. From this, I also saw a little clue - this so-called proof of strength is not omnipotent.

Yes, for example, the behavior of asking the dwarves to die just now is not acceptable. Another point is the validity of the certificate of strength. It seems that the dwarfs are more stubborn. Every time they look at me, they are actually focusing on me.

On the short spear in my hand, so rather than saying that I am a messenger, it is better to say that this short spear is the real messenger in their minds. And I am just a spokesperson, so once I put away this short spear, 90% of them will

I won’t be bothered by the 19th meeting.

However, it is a pity that the durability of this short spear has dropped from the 29-30 I just picked up to 9-30. I can easily guess what will happen once the durability of this short spear reaches zero and explodes.

They may be considered as blasphemous messengers and hunted down, so how to make good use of the last bit of time is indeed a problem.

The whereabouts of Gidbin have become elusive again. There are tens of thousands of spiders in the spider cave. Who knows who is in the hands of it? Of course, the greatest possibility is that it is in the hands of the mini-boss Burner Bouvet. I just hope that is the case.

Otherwise, if I had to kill tens of thousands of spiders, I would go crazy.

After realizing that it was hopeless to kill the dwarf, I coughed a few times and announced in a pretentious voice.

"Very good. Since you have produced enough evidence to show the strength of the tribe and passed the test, I will hand over this great task conveyed by the above to your tribe. This task can only be completed by a tribe as powerful as yours."

…”

After being slapped a few times by me, the little dwarf wizard was very excited. Looking at the short spear raised high in my hand, he even showed a fanatical expression. He didn't know that I was now ordering him to go to the Spider Cave to recapture Gidbin.

.Would it agree because of the heat of the moment? I secretly laughed to myself.

"This time, the task assigned to me is to gather all the dwarves with noble blood and launch an attack on the evil Long Ears. I believe you know something about it." The dwarf wizard had no idea about such a big move.

That's weird.

"Yes, Lord Messenger. I heard from other tribes that several nearby tribes have joined the action. Our tribe is also willing to join. We will obey the messenger's instructions to the death and seize all the damn long ears and skin them, oh -

—”

At the end of the sentence, the dwarf wizard shook the cock hat on his head high, and the surrounding dwarfs immediately cheered loudly. Although each person's voice was not loud, but there were thousands of them there, it was quite impressive.

It’s a bit of a spectacular sound that shakes the sky.

I raised the short spear high and let the dwarfs vent their anger, then lowered it down to signal for silence.

"I am very satisfied with your determination, but as I just said, this is a task that can only be completed by a tribe as powerful as you. Therefore, this task is not as simple as you think...
To be continued...