Warhammer Wizard

Zoltan's residence is on the second floor of the Lava Fort.

The journey from the fourth floor to the second floor is not short, and along the way, Ren and the extreme warriors became the focus of the dwarves. After finally getting to Zoltan's house, closing the door and blocking the eyes of the neighbors, Zoltan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ren looked around, Zoltan's residence was very spacious, more than enough for the dwarves to live in, but after the twenty-four extreme warriors poured in, it seemed a bit crowded.

"You wait outside." Ren ordered.

He followed Zoltan into the house. The layout of the room was similar to that of the Basil Hotel in Longshand. It was simple and durable. Zoltan lived alone in Nuoda's house. There were the alchemy room and the mechanical workshop on the left and right sides. clean.

This reminded Ren of the days he spent at the Basil Hotel a few years ago, and he suddenly missed it.

"Come and sit down."

Zoltan greeted with a smile.

There was actually a counter in the room, similar in style to the Basil Hotel, with tall wooden wine barrels built on the wall behind the counter.

The All-Seeing Eye penetrated the wine barrel and found that it was full of wine.

"These are the wines you brewed yourself?" Ren asked in surprise.

"Of course." Zoltan opened the valve of the wine barrel, quickly poured out two glasses of wine, pushed one of them in front of Ren, and said with a smile: "This is the purest lava castle black beer, using the best quality beer. Brewed from rye, try it."

Ren smiled knowingly.

When I went to the Basil Hotel on the first day, I bought a beer from Zoltan with a copper risso, and asked him if it was real wine, only to get a dry laugh.

The two picked up the wine glasses, touched them lightly, and took a swig.

After a few grunts, the wine glass in Ren's hand bottomed out. He put down the glass, burped comfortably, and exclaimed, "As expected of the best dark beer in the world, it's much better than the fake wine you sold me."

"Hahaha……"

Zoltan burst out laughing, making the wine foam on his beard fly away, and asked happily, "Have another drink?"

"No need." Ren shook his head. Now is not the time to drink freely.

Seeing his serious face, the dwarf also put down the wine glass.

Ren took the initiative to tell what he had just discussed with the three dwarf kings. These are all things that only the top level of the dwarf kingdom knew. Zoltan had just arrived in the legend, and his status in the clan was not high enough. If it weren't for being friends with Ren, he would not even be eligible to participate in this matter.

However, Zoltan must know more than outsiders as a dwarf, and maybe he can get useful information from him.

That's why Ren didn't make a decision right away.

"Zoltan," Ren observed that the dwarf's mood changed greatly, and said softly: "We are friends, we will not embarrass you, and we will not ask you to betray the Kingdom of Lava Castle. If you can't say something, you can keep it silence."

Zoltan nodded, then shook his head again.

"I didn't have access to the kingdom's top secrets either. There's nothing to be ashamed of. If you're afraid of my leaking, His Majesty Magna won't allow you to have private contact with me." It seems a little funny, "I'm still considering those conditions that the three kings put forward."

"What results did you expect?" Ren asked.

"Not yet." Zoltan shrugged and asked curiously, "Will you accept a dwarf zone in Gotham City?"

Ren shook his head: "If a dwarf wants to become a legal resident, of course I will not refuse, but I will never allow a dwarf to have powers outside the law. There is no room for negotiation on this."

Don't even think about extraterritoriality.

Once you open this head, it will be difficult to take it back later.

What if the elves also want it? If the elves and the dwarves clashed, fought in their own city, and violated the law, what should they do?

It is foreseeable that the inhabitants of Gotham City will be dominated by humans in the future. How will humans view the privilege of dwarves? The seeds of racial division have been planted from the beginning, and the city cannot go far. Therefore, nip it in the bud in the first place.

All in all, Gotham City doesn't allow something as awesome as extraterritoriality!

The whole city can only have one voice and one will.

That's my voice, my voice!

"I knew that because of your character, you wouldn't agree." Zoltan sighed, "If you don't accept this condition, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach an agreement with the three kings."

"Why?" Ren's eyes flashed.

Zoltan did not explain immediately, but instead asked: "Ren, what was the strongest feeling you had on the way from the King's Palace to my house?"

Ren thought for a while and replied, "Crowded."

The large number of dwarves makes the lava castle very crowded.

The underground fortress is generally divided into ten layers, the top five layers are residential areas, each layer is composed of multiple huge caves, and there are always excavation and expansion, but it is still not enough. Every cave, every street, every stone floor was filled with dwarves.

Especially on the third and second floors, the population density is so large that Rein reminds him of the train stations in first-tier cities in his previous life.

When he and the Ultramarines passed by, the dwarves onlookers blocked the street.

If it wasn't for the fact that King Magna sent a **** to open the way, it might have only been halfway through, or even blocked.

Ren had heard this from Bremet before.

As I saw with my own eyes today, the number of dwarves that the fortress can bear has reached its limit. The lifespan of ordinary dwarves reaches 400 years, which intensifies the pressure of population explosion. If they cannot expand externally and obtain territorial resources, a terrible disaster will occur sooner or later.

"You really saw it."

Zoltan sighed, with a sad face on his face, and said solemnly: "The population of Lava Castle has exceeded 600,000, surpassing the peak of the Third Era, and it is growing every year."

"Since more than 100 years ago, many newly born clansmen have not been trained and lacked weapons and equipment. No matter how many clansmen without combat effectiveness, it is useless, but a drag."

"The most terrifying thing is that in a few years, there may not be enough food."

"The four floors under the lava castle have been expanding, and they are all planted with mushrooms and rye, but they still can't keep up with the population growth rate. There are too many clansmen to feed."

"The situation in the highest mountains and the single peaks is similar."

"Several His Majesties have proposed to move some of the clansmen to Mithril Palace and the Nine Peaks Valley, but the area of ​​those two underground fortresses is relatively small, far inferior to the three major kingdoms, and cannot accept many clansmen. Moreover, the two kings I'm also wary, unwilling to accept too many people..."

"If there is no solution, the three kingdoms of dwarves are likely to collapse."

"This is the most troublesome problem for the three kings at present, but the life of the clansmen is too comfortable, there is no crisis, and they keep giving birth to children, alas..."

Zoltan's face was full of worry, and he drank half a glass of dark beer in one breath.

He was about to continue speaking, but when he saw Ren's hesitant expression, he asked, "What do you want to say?"

You need a family planning policy.

Ren answered in his heart, but didn't say it.

Family planning is obviously not feasible among the dwarves. The dwarf kings do not have such great courage and determination, nor such a strong ability to implement them. Considering that the resistance of the people may threaten their own kingship, the kings will never adopt it.

Moreover, the crisis of the dwarves may be their own opportunity, and there is no need to help them.

"It's nothing." Ren shook his head.

Zoltan pressed his doubts and continued: "To solve the problem of too many people, the solution is actually very simple. This is what the ancestors did, that is, to get out of the fortress, get more territory, and raise fewer people in more tribes. ."

"But now is not the third era, when the dragons and giants declined, and most of the old continent was a barren land."

"Now, humans are the masters of the old continent."

Ren thought, sure enough, he guessed it right, and said, "So the three kings are going to open up a new continent?"

"It's not a development, it's a recovery." Zoltan corrected: "Half of the New World originally belonged to the dwarves. From the west coast to the foot of the Chikros Mountains, it belongs to the dwarves' territory."

"Ha ha……"

Ren smiled noncommittally, tell the abyss about this.

"This is not what I said, but the original words of some dwarves. They have never walked out of the underground fortress in their lives, immersed in the glory of their ancestors, they don't know much about the outside world, and they are already out of reality." Zoltan quickly followed. This idea separates the relationship.

"Even if the western part of the New World belongs to the dwarves, but the Shield Island is on the east coast, it has nothing to do with the dwarves, right?" Ren made a key loophole.

Zoltan smiled wryly, unable to answer.

"The three dwarf kings also have this idea?" Ren asked again.

"Probably not." Zoltan's tone was not quite sure. "I have more contact with His Majesty Magna. He is a wise and wise king, and he is also very pragmatic. You can rest assured. But the other two kings, I can't guarantee it."

Ren has already understood very well.

In order to solve the population crisis, the three kings set their sights on the New World. Maybe they originally had ideas, but they were more than enough, and their city-building plan on Shield Island allowed them to see an opportunity.

If the New World can be "recovered", not only will the population crisis be resolved, but also the glory of our ancestors will be revived.

However, with the dwarves' own strength, they definitely can't do it.

All the dwarves in the world's mountains add up to less than three million, and there are only a few million people. If they want to conquer the new continent, it is no more than a mighty tree shaking a tree.

Even Ren himself just wanted to build a city for the time being.

He has no specific plan on how to open up the new continent in the future, but he will not open the support of the empire in any case. Without the backing of the entire Oriente Empire, Gotham City's power is limited to the Shield Island and Abraken areas at most, and it is impossible to expand much territory.

The dwarf king's intention is obvious. Taking Gotham City as a springboard, he will first gain a firm foothold in the New World, and then start his plan to "recover" the New World step by step.

Of course, it's better to directly own a portion of Gotham City's governance.

Of course Ren will not let the dwarves get his wish.

He would never allow the dwarves to turn against customers, and he invested countless funds and strengths to build the city, but in the end, the dwarves were cheap. Moreover, he has greater ambitions for the New World. If he agrees to the conditions of the dwarves, it means that he has cultivated a powerful opponent for himself.

Ren thought for a while, and drew a bottom line in his heart.

Then he asked, "What's the situation with the king of the hill?"

"I guess the commander appointed by the three kings is Kostarkin," Zoltan replied: "Kstarkin was originally one of the most powerful warriors among the dwarves, and he is also a talisman with superb forging skills. Lord Wen, his status is no less than that of a king."

"Two years ago, Kosta King Kong was promoted to King of the Hill, and his promotion has something to do with us."

There was a hint of surprise on Ren's face.

He had never heard the name of the king of the hill, how could he be related?

Zoltan lowered his voice and explained: "Four years ago, we entered the Ironbeard Fortress together and took back the rune knowledge of the Third Era. I shared it with the rune craftsmen in the clan, K. Starkin got it too. Inspired by this knowledge of the runes, he improved his forging skills, made a breakthrough in forging an epic battle axe, and became King of the Hill."

"It's such a coincidence!" Ren had a sense of fate.

A king of the hills and rune lord, who is on an equal footing with the king among the dwarves, how could Thorgreen hate him so much for such a powerful person now?

Even at the expense of sending Kostarkin to the New World.

Any rune lord is the most precious wealth to the dwarves, and he will never let the rune lord take risks easily, and he can send other kings of the hill completely.

"Kstarkin is not liked by the king?" Ren asked directly.

"Yes." Zoltan's face was a little strange, "Lord Kstarkin lives in the kingdom of the highest mountains~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was originally a member of the Longbeard clan, but after being promoted to the king of the hill, he announced I left the Longbeard clan and changed my surname to Tiebeu."

Ironbeard Clan!

Ren was taken aback. This is the greatest clan in the history of the dwarves. It has given birth to many supreme kings and forged the hammer of Thor, the treasure of the clan, but it is now on the verge of decline. Zoltan had said before that there were only a few dozen people left in the Ironbeard clan's bloodline, attached to the Copper Ring clan of Lava Castle.

Dwarves attach great importance to the continuity of blood, and cannot change their surnames arbitrarily.

Ren said strangely, "Why can Kstarkin change his surname?"

"Because he has the blood of the Ironbeard clan flowing through him." Zoltan sighed: "He inherited the book of hatred of the Ironbeard clan, which records the ancestors of the past 10,000 years, his grandmother, who came from Ironbeard clan."

The book of hatred of the dwarves is equivalent to a genealogy, and if Kostarkin can take it out, it is enough to prove his identity.

However, his move obviously had a deeper meaning.

The Ironbeard clan ruled the High Mountain Kingdom in the Third Era for 5,400 years, of which most of the epoch ruled the entire dwarf clan. If it did not decline, it could be called the greatest clan of the dwarves, the royal family among the royal families.

Kerstarkin intends to revive the Ironbeard clan. In the eyes of the current Alpine King Thorgreen, he is a remnant of the previous dynasty, a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

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