Chapter 453 452. Jinshan Mahakam
The architectural style of Fort Hayne adheres to people's stereotypes of dwarves -
angular and rigid.
It seems that these short guys never consider how painful it is if they stumble or hit a corner.
The overall temperament is thick and hard.
Lan En, Regis, and Gede walked into the hall where the elder was.
There are about a dozen dwarves standing guard along the way.
Walk all the way into the hall, above the four sharply angled steps, there is a throne that is completely integrated with the steps.
A dwarf with a beard hanging down to his thighs and a strong and thick beard divided into three braids was sitting on it, looking coldly at the three humans who walked in.
The first time Lan En saw this dwarf, he understood why he could cooperate with the Bear School.
The coldness in this guy's eyes was not out of disgust or irritability. He was very rational.
That is a kind of rational indifference.
If such a dwarf comes into contact with people from the Bear School with a cooperative attitude, then there is a high probability that the negotiation can be successful.
“Welcome, welcome.”
Lens Ziva said the welcome words in a smooth voice.
"The Bear School, which has been escaping from this mountain range for decades, has returned, which really makes our little place flourish."
The corner of Lan En's mouth twitched.
Okay, this dwarf is just indifferent, but he still has emotions.
"Your sarcasm won't make the conversation go any smoother, elder."
"But it will make me feel a little better."
He said 'comfortable', but the dwarf elder's voice and expression did not change at all.
"You broke the contract and left this mess here for decades. I have been disgusted by it for decades."
Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, Lan En shrugged indifferently. .
Let him go. Anyway, he was scolding the old popsicles of the Bear School. He and Gerd who were present also disliked that group of people.
Lens Ziva did not continue to sarcastically, his sarcasm only ended in this paragraph.
"On your way here, my people should have told you that I won't have a good temper towards you."
The dwarf elder twisted his body on the throne and spread his hands.
"But this is all nonsense. I can't say whether I like or dislike you. It's just that you didn't finish the work I told you, so I don't trust you. That's all."
“Come on, let’s talk about it. Why did the two bear cubs run back to the Amer Mountains?”
“Is it possible that you want to revitalize the school?”
At the end of the sentence, Lance Ziva's unwavering voice couldn't help but contain a bit of ridicule.
"Shit, I won't work to revitalize that inhumane school of thought!"
Ged couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Lan En stretched out his hand to hold down the agitated Gerd, and calmly looked into the eyes of the dwarf elder under his thick beard and hair.
"It has nothing to do with the so-called school. We just came here to look for equipment blueprints. I guess a series of special equipment of the Bear School were actually designed by you?"
"You seem to have a good mind, little bear cub I've never seen before."
Lens Ziva straightened his three-strand beard and said calmly.
“That set of equipment was designed by my father, combined with your Grand Master Anahad, and a few dwarfs who joined in the fun. After several modifications, it finally came into my hands. Finalized. "
"That is an unparalleled piece of equipment. Wearing it can make even a coward dare to fight against the dragon! You have done something worthwhile by traveling all the way for its blueprint."
Lan En nodded. It seems that even for a dwarf like Lens Ziva, dwarf-like exaggerated descriptions are still indispensable.
“Because of the unparalleled equipment blueprints, can we talk business now?”
“Business talk? With a demon hunter?”
Dwarf Elder The first display of emotion in this conversation was unexpected.
He was wondering, when did the witcher's wallet give them the confidence to 'negotiate business'?
Plus, there’s the feeling of a little more than planned.
He looked at Lan En suspiciously, and finally shook his head.
“It’s strange, this equipment of yours has just been made and you are really rich?!”
“However, I don’t want you to just pay to copy the blueprints.”
The young man's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"I can offer a high price, as long as there is less trouble."
"High price?" Lens Ziva looked at the witcher with a smile, as if he were watching a child showing off his lollipop to an adult. .
"Young man, let me ask you a question: Where is the largest gold producer in the world?"
"Keville."
"Yes. , yes." The dwarf elder nodded and then added. "But you should add the attribution that it is the largest gold producer for you humans."
"And where is the real largest gold vein in the world?"
The smile on Lance Ziva's face gradually disappeared under the gazes of several people, and turned into a kind of indifferent indifference.
"Let me tell you, in Mahakam. To be precise, the iron ore in that mountain is nothing compared to the gold ore - that mountain is a veritable gold mountain! The mountain There is gold under the layer of rock!”
“Why do no human kings dare to do anything to Mahakam? Why do only dwarf banks open all over the world? Have you ever thought about this question? ?”
The corners of Lan En’s mouth twitched unconsciously during the dwarf elder’s description, while Regis and Ged opened their mouths in unison.
If what Lens Ziva said is true, it means
"As long as Mahakam is threatened and the dwarves feel that their tribe is about to be completely slaughtered, we will spend these years passing by All the gold dug out is put on the market."
The dwarf elder said casually.
"When the time comes, even your human farmers' hoes will be made of gold! This is no secret, so any human monarch with even the slightest foresight would never think of bringing it with him What does the army do to Mahakam? Because it is Mahakam who controls the outflow of gold and protects the finance of the entire continent. "
"Let me introduce it to you again, after a large amount of gold poured into the market. Will it have a destructive effect on the existing financial system, smart bear? ”
Lens Ziva leaned forward on the throne and looked at the three humans.
That gesture seems to be saying: Are you sure you want to talk to me about money?
Ordinary dwarves may be short of money, but a dwarf elder who speaks on behalf of the entire dwarf community can mobilize an amount of gold that is unimaginable to most people.
With a "pop" sound, Lan En's palm wearing a studded leather glove slapped his forehead.
The witcher looked helpless.
"Okay, give me the task, the dwarf sitting on the golden mountain."
"Don't look at me like that, you expect me to be like the two behind you, just open your mouth after knowing your gold reserves. Can you keep your mouth shut? What does it have to do with you having money? I only focus on what I want.”
“Now I know that my high price is not convincing in front of you. What kind of circle are you talking about? Just take out that mess."
"The demon hunter of the Bear School."
Lan En pointed at himself.
Then he pointed to the dwarf elder on the throne.
“You’ve said shit over and over again.”
“You’re almost going to slap me in the face with whatever you want to do.”
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