Chapter 58: Decision

"Compared to the Dargo Axe, the thing in your hand is only fit for chopping firewood!" Although Master Yinzhi was pinned to the ground, he refused to concede.

"What is that on his back? A cloak made from the dragon skin of Gulong Feisika! Compared to that treasure, the greenish thing on your back is too dirty even to be used as a rag!" Master Yinzhi shouted while struggling.

"As for the Slayer King Crown, you have even less to compare with! You aren't afraid of the wind flashing your tongue when you brag." After lecturing Henlide, Master Yinzhi busied himself with offering his own price.

"I, I have mastered a Master-class Rune, you can choose one to learn, I swear to Thurni that I will not hold anything back! Ah, my waist!"

Seeing that Master Yinzhi still refused to give up, Henlide shifted his buttocks to change position, and the Master let out a miserable shriek.

Thinking of the Master-class Tracking Rune that Master Yinzhi had mastered, Sinuoli's heartbeat could not help but accelerate.

On the way here, he had been drooling over this magical rune that could give cannonballs guidance capabilities, but Master Yinzhi had insisted that it could only be exchanged for the engraving method of a Master-class Flight Rune.

But unfortunately, this rune was directly generated by the system initially, and Sinuoli did not know its engraving method, so he had to give up.

Considering that he needed to save five hundred revival points to perform the ritual of applying the Vigorous Effect for his father Thorgrim, Sinuoli's points were only enough for one time, so he was torn between the powerful combat strength of Henlide-Tulongzhe and the wonderful utility of the Master-class Tracking Rune.

Although he really wanted to say "I want them all," Sinuoli was still a Dwarf who adhered to principles; he could not bring himself to act like a rat, using cheap, temporary effects to deceive the kind elder and the filial warrior before him.

Seeing that Sinuoli was finding it difficult to make a decision, the two Dwarfs entangled on the ground also began to consider what price they could add. Just then, two Dwarfs arriving together broke this brief tranquility.

The one on the left, dressed in luxurious clothing, was the current internal affairs manager of Jiliuguan and the Clan Chief of the second-largest local Clan, while the one on the right was the Captain of the Hammer Guard of Selending Wang.

The arrival of these two Dwarfs completely freed Sinuoli from the trouble of choosing. He finally realized that he had just been blinded by the Greed in his own nature.

No matter which side he bestowed divine grace upon, it would undoubtedly be telling his clansmen that he had the power to influence the decisions of the Ancestor Goddess. If that were the case, facing the clansmen deeply attracted by the Vigorous Effect, he feared he would be unable to leave Zhufuba on his own!

Thinking of this, Sinuoli straightened his posture, "Everyone, no need to rush to speak, listen to me for a moment!" He cleared his throat and began.

"Whether the Ancestor Goddess descends divine grace, what type of divine grace is descended, and to whom She bestows the divine grace—none of these are things I can decide or influence! I am willing to swear in the name of the Ancestor Goddess!"

Sinuoli paused.

"Anyway, my performing rituals through the system isn't really bestowing divine grace. To revitalize the Mountain Kingdom, the Ancestor Goddess must be able to understand me!" He secretly explained to the Mother Goddess in his heart.

Sinuoli continued: "Where the oath reaches, it is as firm as a rock!"

Seeing this formation, the two Dwarfs on the ground silently separated and brushed the dust off their bodies.

The two newly arrived Dwarfs opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but in the end, they turned and left.

For those favored by the gods, swearing in the name of the deity they serve is undoubtedly the heaviest oath. The several Dwarfs could only choose to believe it.

In Dwarf society, the lowest level of oath is swearing by one's own reputation, followed by swearing in the name of a family or Clan, and more importantly, swearing in the name of the ancestors.

If one violates an oath sworn in the name of the ancestors, Dwarfs will, without exception, choose to become a Slayer and wash away the shame by seeking a death full of honor.

For oaths sworn in the name of a family or Clan, some clansmen with a strong sense of honor will also consider embarking on the path of the Slayer.

Originally, the highest level of oath for Dwarfs was swearing in the name of the Ancestor Gods, but because the Ancestor Gods had not manifested miracles for thousands of years before the emergence of Sinuoli, this Chosen of the Goddess, this level of oath had gradually become a mere figure of speech due to the loss of a powerful impartial witness.

"Finally, I can get a good night's sleep!" Watching the four Dwarfs walk away, Sinuoli breathed a sigh of relief and climbed back onto the bed.

The next morning, he arrived at the Rune Smith Guild in Jiliuguan. From the outside, compared to the spacious headquarters hall at Everpeak, this place was less of a guild hall and more of a slightly larger rune workshop.

In fact, that was the case; the guild members here were only Master Yinzhi and his small group of Apprentices. In this city dominated by Engineers, the status of Rune Smiths was far inferior to that in other places that respected tradition.

Although there had been a small episode last night, Sinuoli still received a warm reception.

Every colleague held sufficient interest and respect for him, the disciple of the strongest Rune Master of the current age and the youngest Rune Master since Thurni.

Sinuoli spent a morning explaining his knowledge and understanding of Rune Magic, and then answered some questions from the guild members. After the exchange, Snuori headed to the fortress canteen to eat, carrying a Burning Rune as a gift of thanks.

This rune was the flagship product of the Jiliuguan Rune Smith Guild; it could give cannonballs fired by War Machines a burning effect. In addition to causing extra fire damage, it could also intimidate some enemies who feared fire.

As soon as he entered the canteen, Sinuoli saw from afar that Buluoke-Damingsen was standing on a dining table, waving his highly recognizable prosthetic limb.

While drinking beer, he was loudly telling the surrounding Dwarfs about the process of receiving divine grace, "This Vigorous Effect is truly significant!" Seeing his dancing performance, Sinuoli thought to himself.

Following the flow of people, Sinuoli moved to the table where Buluoke was standing. After listening briefly, Sinuoli almost laughed out loud.

For most of the day, Buluoke did not know how many times he had told this story. Through his constant embellishments, the Ancestor Goddess, who initially had "a head of golden hair dragging on the ground," had become vivid.

Her measurements and facial features seemed to be constantly changing based on the applause, cheers, and the level of Buluoke's own drunkenness.

The original "gently stroked his head with her hand" had also somehow turned into kissing his forehead.

Buluoke, standing on the table, spotted Sinuoli in the crowd. He jumped off the table and gave Sinuoli a warm hug.

It didn't matter that Buluoke had already finished eating; Sinuoli could only eat with one hand while patting his head and repeating the sentence, "May the Ancestor Goddess bless you!"

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