Chapter 459 When the master craftsman comes, he has to stand up and toast
“First, it is absolutely stupid, unspiritual, brainless, and wrong for you elders to cooperate with the Grand Duchess.”
Horn's first words made the dwarves next to him roll up their sleeves, but they were forced back by Kelgen's eyes.
"Do you know what you are talking about? This is an insult to the dwarves." Although Kelgen asked the dwarves to push away, the anger in his eyes could not be hidden from Horn, "I need a reason "
"First of all, the reason why your Dragon Worshiping Dwarves are discriminated against is because the empire issued an expulsion order and artificially determined your status
The reason why they don't completely destroy you is because they covet your skills.
Nowadays, the so-called monopoly of a county by the dragon-worshiping dwarves in the territory of Upper River County is guaranteed by the decree enacted by the Grand Duchess. It is an artificial regulation like the decree of the empire.
She can make it like this, and she can also find a reason to cancel it. Once you have developed in Upper River County, it will not be easy to drive you away.
As I said before, no one is willing to seek justice for you. "
Horn talked eloquently to Kelgen, constantly slandering the Grand Duchess, who was also an honorary ally: "Believe me, judging from the Grand Duchess's previous deeds, she really dares to do this. ”
The dwarves who were still noisy slowly fell into collective silence under Horn's unhurried narration.
Horn's words are not profound, but the truth is quite simple, and based on the current situation, it is really possible.
“Second point, the level of dwarf craftsmanship being equaled by humans is currently a force majeure event. Faced with potential losses caused by force majeure, do you know what the best approach is?”
“What is it?” Kelgen immediately asked.
“Stop the loss in time and transform as soon as possible.” Horn said one word after another, “Convert skills into other industries earlier, buy land or invest, and continuing to stay where you are can only lead to slow death. .”
"Isn't this what those reformist dragon-worshipping dwarves in Haljin said?" The dwarves who gathered around began to whisper.
The several reformist dwarves who were forging iron next to them slowed down their movements, quietly pricked up their ears, and listened in this direction.
“Aren’t we already cooperating with that tall woman?” the dwarves shouted.
"I have said that cooperative monopoly will not work. It will only change from your monopoly to her own monopoly." Horn explained while not forgetting to take advantage of his competitor Meliati.
She is Catherine's best friend, but it is Catherine who reminds Horn five times to be careful.
"Then do we have any other options?" A young dwarf asked hopefully and sadly while holding the cold mead.
"What you want to obtain is not a monopoly. That is too short-sighted. If you want to obtain national identity, you must either establish a dwarf country yourself or join a country that can give you national identity."
< br>Horn pointedly said to Kelgen: "This country must be able to safeguard your interests, recognize your identity, and stand on your side to seek justice for you."
"And it must be in Confront the empire with force," Rafael added lightly.
“Yes, there must be force.” Horn turned back and glanced at Rafael appreciatively.
"There are too few dragon-worshiping dwarves for us to establish an independent country." Kelgen said dullly.
"Yes, where can one treat all citizens equally, respect craftsmen and technology, and have the force to compete with the empire?" Horn smiled, with a glimmer of light under his lowered eyelids.
"You mean, the Salvation Army?"
"The Salvation Army? Thank you for your appreciation." Horn crossed his legs and held his hands on his knees, "The Salvation Army is currently It is still under development, and many things have not been determined yet..."
"You are really talking about the Salvation Army!" Looking at the surrounding walls and sheds, Kelgen murmured, "The Salvation Army..."
"But in this case, isn't it still a man-made identity? What's the difference between it and Meliati?" Someone among the dwarves shouted.
"Have you seen the stone pillars in the square?" Horn pointed behind him, "Civilization, fraternity, freedom, equality, and labor are the foundation of the Redeemer Papal State. If, I mean If the dwarves of the Dragon Cult become a member of the Salvation Army, according to the concept of equality, dwarves and humans are equal
We can even accept lycanthropes as our citizens. What’s wrong with having one more dwarf among you? Can you find this kind of ancient El-style multi-universal empire elsewhere?”
“If the dragon-worshipping dwarves become part of the Salvation Army, will you force Do we convert?" Kelgen asked rhetorically.
"No, I haven't banned the messy religions of lycanthropes. Why should I ban yours? One of the foundations of our country is freedom."
"We are not lycanthropes." Shorty People started mumbling, but it was much gentler than before.
Somehow, they actually had a vision of bringing their family to Qiumu Island to live in front of their eyes.
Warm weather, fertile plains and lakes, and endless drinking wine, such days are much better than the bitter cold Longmian Mountains.
“You don’t need us to convert, so you accept us for free?” Kelgen asked tentatively.
"I often say to the Boy Soldiers." Horn turned his head and smiled at the Boy Soldiers, "The establishment of all institutional boundaries is based on the recognition of self-identity to a certain extent.
So instead of asking what the country is doing, What have you done? Why not ask what you have done to the country?"
"What do you need me to do?"
Horn smiled lightly: "Acknowledge and use my new weights and measures. , and then turn some of your crafts into my weights and measures, and then use them in the workshop."
"How do I know this is not a trap to steal the dwarves' skills?" Kelgen said to Horn. He asked, "For example, although you didn't steal the skills, what about your subordinates?"
"I will promulgate a law to determine the master-apprentice relationship at the patent and legal level." At the most critical moment, Horn suppressed his smile, "At that time, if there are any more attempts to steal or use patented technology without permission, we will be punished. Being punished and imprisoned.
As long as you dragon-worshiping dwarves are willing to take an oath in the Cathedral of Truth and become citizens of the Salvation Army.”
All the dwarves fell silent, and no one spoke.
Unlike the dwarves of the Furnace Plateau, they still have the illusion of a dwarf kingdom, but the dwarves of the Dragon Worship Cult do not have this psychological burden.
The only thing they fear is broken promises or traps.
But all the dwarves present had to admit that the cheese on this trap was too sweet.
Horn did not urge them, but continued to sit there with a smile, his fingers crossed and his knees swaying back and forth like a primary school student.
At least ten minutes passed until Kelgen let out a heavy breath: "When will you take out the so-called 'your weights and measures'?"
"Don't worry. , you have at least two months to think about it." Horn's eyes glanced at the dwarf mead again, "I will prepare the weights and measures and the ceremony for the dwarves to join the Salvation Army as soon as possible."
"You take the initiative as my mother. I swear on my behalf, I hope you didn't lie to me." Looking at Horn deeply, Kelgen turned his head and shouted, "Bring me a glass of dwarf mead."
Holding a glass of mead in each hand, Master Kelgen walked up to Horn and handed one of the new glasses to Horn.
Horn was about to stand up, but Kelgen pushed him down on his knees and sat down.
Lifting the mead above his head, Kelgen slowly arched his body and bumped the lower edge of the cup against the bottom of Horn's cup.
"I wish you continued health, His Majesty the Pope."
Kelgen drank a large glass of mead in one gulp.
(End of this chapter)