Chapter 166: The Discussion on Sending Troops (Part 1)

After eating something, Sinuoli decided to stroll around Weifengbao to browse the scenery. The time he had agreed upon with Lord Luoleike was not ideal, causing him to lose the opportunity to scout for information at the local tavern.

By around three o'clock, accompanied by several Eternal Hammer Guard, he arrived at the local lord's office.

"Good afternoon, esteemed Chosen of the Goddess!" The guard at the door let Sinuoli in, and Sinuoli noticed that the walls of this room were engraved with many reliefs, all depicting stories of the ancestors of Weifengbao through the ages fighting against powerful adversaries.

During the War of the Beard, Kalake-Zifulin was one of the main strongholds contested by both Elves and Dwarfs, for no other reason than that it was the closest to the Vast Ocean.

The Battle of the Three Towers, which determined the Dwarf victory—the battle where the then-High King Gaocuike-Suixingzhe slew the Phoenix King Kaleduo Ershi—also took place at Alaixi nearby.

Sinuoli noticed that there was still an empty space on the wall, which could be left for subsequent lords to record their own great achievements.

"Hehehe!" Lord Luoleike's laughter roused Sinuoli from his reminiscence of the magnificent history.

"Perhaps, if I slay those half-dead fellows, I could also earn a spot here! It is a pity, though; that Gulu saw that my Shanbao and people were strong enough and did not dare to clash head-on with us; otherwise, it would have been a worthy opponent!" Lord Luoleike seemed very confident in his own strength.

"Hahaha, that is only natural!" Sinuoli echoed, sitting down opposite him.

"Try this, a Duke's special reserve! The best wine in Bretonnia." The middle-aged Dwarf took out a gorgeously decorated bottle of wine and filled the beer mug in front of Snuori.

"Clink!"

After clinking glasses, the two each took a sip. "This stuff, the taste is a bit bland, but drinking it during the day keeps a bit of flavor in the mouth, and it doesn't get in the way of things!" Seeming worried that Sinuoli might think he was not following tradition, the lord explained specifically.

Next, the two Dwarfs exchanged a few pleasantries, and Sinuoli handed over the gift list he had prepared long ago. Lord Luoleike took a cursory look, nodded, and put it into a drawer.

Both parties in the marriage were major nobles of the Mountain Kingdom, so naturally, they would not drag Princess Pamila out into the public eye to be weighed on a scale, engaging in such gimmicks as the Wedding Scales.

"Speaking of which, what is your opinion on supporting the Humans of Bretonnia?" Lord Luoleike probed.

"Personally, I have no prejudice against the Knight lords! After all, those heavy taxes do not fall on my head, and it is not my turn to drink the Grail Water." Sinuoli had known the lord's thoughts in advance, so he deflected the question.

"You may not know this, but the Ranger have reported unusual movements of the Vampire in Heishi Judian; they likely intend to coordinate with that group of floating corpses soaking in the water, and I must guard against them desecrating the ancestral tombs!" Seeing this, Lord Luoleike expressed his meaning more clearly.

"Oh? That is truly something one must guard against! With Gazul above, their evil crimes must be punished!" Sinuoli performed like a qualified priest.

Gazul is revered as the Lord of the Underworld; he is the patron god of the Dwarf departed, and legend has it that he is of the same generation as the three ancestor gods, though his power is slightly inferior to theirs.

"However, I believe Clan Chief Rongren is an outstanding commander and a powerful warrior; his battle blade, which seems to burn with the wrath of the god Grimnir, is famous throughout the Mountain Kingdom!" Sinuoli praised the champion warrior of Weifengbao.

"Hahaha, I will certainly convey your praise, Storm Hammer, to him!" Lord Luoleike naturally could not speak ill of his right-hand man, so he could only acknowledge this, but then he changed the subject.

"Living corpses are rarely seen in the World's Edge Mountains, so it is normal that you do not understand them. Every one of them is a spell-caster, capable of wielding death magic and their own unique Vampire magic!"

"Vampires of the Blood Dragon family, those guys don't use magic, just like the followers of Khorne." Sinuoli secretly grumbled in his heart, but there was no need to argue about it.

"If there is no user of extraordinary power to suppress them, they will continuously summon an army of the dead; although the quality is inferior, if the quantity is sufficient, they can still cause us trouble."

Lord Luoleike took a drink and continued, and Sinuoli nodded to show he understood.

"Those walking corpses are different from rats and Greenskin; they do not feel fear, and therefore they will not flee. We cannot make them retreat without a fight as we do with living creatures!"

Lord Luoleike knew that Sinuoli had not seen Undead before, so he specifically rambled a bit more; these were precious experiences summarized by the ancestors of Weifengbao at the cost of their lives.

"Site..." Sinuoli originally wanted to say Master Haleke, but then he thought that he might accompany the lord himself, so he turned to mention the name of Sitelinge.

"He won't do!" Lord Luoleike interrupted Sinuoli without a second thought. "He is still far from it! We Sons of the Mountains have long lives, but it is still hard to compare with Vampires who have obtained endless life through evil magic!"

Although Lord Luoleike blocked his words, Sinuoli did not push further and instead put forward his own request. "My becoming a Rune Master was purely due to the ancestor goddess forcing the growth, and my accumulation in all aspects is still not enough!"

"I understand. You have come from afar and have not rested for many days, so it is inevitable that you will be exhausted if you have to rush about again. I will try my best to allocate more troops to you!" Lord Luoleike heard the subtext in Sinuoli's words.

Sinuoli resisted the urge to bring up the Doom Anvil; mentioning it at this time would inevitably smack of coercion. After he and Lord Luoleike agreed on the specific details of sending troops, he left the office and headed to the cafeteria.

Sinuoli stood in the corridor stroking his beard. The day after tomorrow was New Year's Eve, and he had nothing to do for the moment. He was wondering whether to go find his sister-in-law to report the results first or to find the Bretonnia envoy to understand the situation of the Vampires.

Sinuoli thought about it and decided that the Doom Anvil was more important; it would be hard to say later if he missed the opportunity brought by this sudden war.

As for the war, from Kalake-Zifulin to Bo'erdeluo Gongguo, he still had to pass through territory along the Grey Mountains, the relatively narrow Mengtefute Gongguo, and the entire Basituonie Gongguo; he still had plenty of time.

Thinking of this, Sinuoli changed his route and went to Princess Pamila's boudoir. This time, he entered openly and honestly. Yesterday, he still needed to add the word "future" before "sister-in-law," but today those two words had already been removed.

After Sinuoli passed the challenge and handed over the gift list, it could be said that Pamila had already stepped out of her own door, and it only remained for her to step into the foyer of Sinuoli's house at the Everpeak.

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