Chapter 342 The Dwarf Kingdom Is in Big Trouble
Master Tarbot's hometown is in the middle of the Hermon Mountains on the Hermon Peninsula in the North.
The Black Gate Peninsula is called a peninsula, but it is actually several times larger than the entire kingdom where the Magic Council is located. Far deep into the sea from the northwest corner of the continent, the majestic Hermon Mountains rise close to the coast in the western part of the peninsula, cut into pieces by bays and rapids.
Further east on the Kuromon Peninsula is a vast wilderness that is covered in ice and snow all year round, but half of the year. Apart from ice dragons, warcraft and great magicians with unique hobbies, only barbarians and giants can live there. Going south from the northernmost point of the Great Wilderness, you have to travel two thousand miles to reach the northernmost border under the control of the Lord of Glory Church.
——Roughly the same distance from the top of Igor Peak to the Holy City of Glory.
Going east from the westernmost tip of the Black Gate Peninsula, it takes almost two thousand miles to reach the capital of the barbarian kingdom. Hey, if that settlement in the wasteland can also be called the "capital"...
It is natural to imagine the control ability of the Lord of Glory in such a vast wasteland. As for the Magic Council, as long as they can send Master Talbot and his party across the ocean and land safely, they no longer have to worry about their safety.
In order to ensure safety on the way and escort the elders, entourage and a batch of valuable materials, the Magic Council dispatched a precious alchemy ship: the Philosopher's Stone.
"So this is the alchemy ship?"
Grete followed the crew onto the deck, looking left and right curiously.
The texture of the deck should be wood, but it has a metallic sheen;
At the top of the mast, a silk-thin sail was buzzing, and the light flowed from it, flickering on and off;
At the very front of the bow, there is a statue of a beautiful woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake. The beauty has six arms spread out, each holding a scepter, a sword, a scimitar, a vase...
Gretel casually cast a [Detection Magic] and was almost dazzled by the light on the weapon.
"Yes, this is the alchemy ship." Master Talbot came to him cheerfully:
"Have you never seen it? This ship uses the skeleton of a deep-sea giant whale as the keel and the skin of Warcraft as the sail. It is said that there is a magic cannon on the ship. Little Grete, it is said that half of the mithril production you helped increase is used for Come on, the fight between the Parliament and the Lord of Glory’s fleet has been fierce recently!”
...So will we encounter enemies at sea?
Gretel sweated. I just hope that the route chosen by the ship is more reliable and the speed is faster, so that it can arrive earlier...
This boat is really not for people to live in!
The main reason is that the hull of the Philosopher's Stone is not large. Limited by the size of the monster used as the keel, its length is only a little over 30 meters and its width is only about ten meters.
Such a ship must be loaded with crew, cargo, Master Tarbert and his party, as well as the trade negotiation team sent by the Parliament. One can only imagine what kind of accommodation conditions Grete can have.
Grete and Bernard, two people, only have a single room!
A single bed and a bedside table. The bed was only big enough for Grete to sleep alone, and Bernard, regardless of his height or shoulder width, could only sleep on the floor. It doesn't matter, the height of the ceiling is not even high enough for Bernard to straighten his back!
"Boss, I'm out!"
"where to?"
"Go and arm-wrestle with the dwarf!"
"Oh, be restrained and don't break your wrist!"
"Boss, I'm out!"
"where to?"
"Go on deck and watch them reef the sails!"
"I know, be careful not to get hurt when climbing the mast!"
"Boss! I'm out!"
"where to?"
“Go fishing on the deck!”
“Can you fish while the boat is moving?”
Bernard was running around on the ship. Gretel wanted to stay quietly in a single room and read a book, but there was no chance. The group of people settled on the boat, and the next morning, Gretel was invited into the room by the leader of the negotiation team.
The leader's living conditions are much more spacious than Gretel's. Gretel's single room was on the lower deck, with neither sunlight nor ventilation; the captain's room was next to the captain's cabin on the upper deck. In addition to the bed, a square table and four chairs could be placed against the wall. wooden cabinets. Through the glass door of the wooden cabinet, you can even see a set of shiny silver tableware.
Grete came into the house and sat down. Without saying anything, he greedily took a few breaths of fresh air - the cabin below was suffocating him to death!
The leader looked at him good-naturedly and smiled. When Grete was breathing heavily, he pointed his finger, and steam suddenly began to rise in the kettle:
"Tea or coffee?"
"...Tea, thank you."
Gretel came back to his senses and looked at him. The magician in front of him had curly brown hair with a lot of silver threads in it. He was obviously quite old. On the chest badge, two gold stars flash silently:
A twelfth-level great magician.
According to the information obtained before coming here, the leader of the negotiating team is named Serrano. He belongs to the Department of Change, specializes in alchemy, and is one of the vice-presidents of the Alchemy Guild.
Archmage Serrano raised his fingers slightly. Two small thin legs immediately grew out from under the kettle, jumping up and down on their own. Seeing Grete frightened, she wished that her two legs would become four, or at least three, so that she could jump more stably.
Fortunately, the kettle bounced quite steadily. Jumping all the way to the two people, one leg was extended and the other was shortened. Hot water gurgled out of the spout and quickly filled the teacup. Kettle regained its balance, curtsied to the two of them, and jumped back all the way...
"I heard that you saved Master Talbot?" Archmage Serrano said with a smile. Grete came back to his senses and quickly answered:
"I just did what I should do. I am a healer. Seeing that he is in danger, I can't just ignore him..."
"As long as you saved him." Archmage Serrano smiled and nodded. He reviewed Gretel's information in his mind and continued:
"I see that your follower has a very good relationship with the dwarves. When we go back to negotiate, I may need your help to say something."
As a magician, Gretel is naturally bound to help negotiate. But he was thrown out temporarily. No one gave him background information, and no one told him the terms, pace and bottom line of the negotiation. Since the great magician of Serrano mentioned it, Gretel just asked:
"Um...Your Excellency, Archmage, will there be any trouble in our negotiations this time?"
"It used to be a routine contract renewal, just a formality. But this time the situation has changed a bit..."
Serrano Archmage spoke in detail. When Grete heard this, he realized that the matter had something to do with him:
The various precious metals exported to the Magic Council by the dwarf kingdom, or the dwarf tribes, have always been an important economic pillar for the dwarves. But before that, Gretel developed mithril smelting technology, which allowed the dwarves to switch from exporting mithril to exporting mithril ore...
You can imagine the price difference between finished metal ingots and primary products.
"In order to make up for the price difference, the dwarves need to mine more ore; in order to mine the ore, they have to import that... explosive." Archmage Serrano sighed:
"The work done by the dwarves has increased a lot, and the ore exported has also increased a lot, but the income has not increased. Moreover, although we have given the dwarves a lot of training, the explosive still caused a lot of casualties. The parliament obtained News, there are many dwarves who are dissatisfied with the Council."
Got it, the scissors difference between a finished product and a premium product. The dwarves are not under the rule of the parliament, and they are not so good-tempered, so they can be cut by you.
Moreover, it is really his fault that there will be such a change.
Grete circled silently. Explosive casualties can be solved by strengthening training, but the scissors gap, trade deficit...
None of them are easy to solve. Although dwarves may not necessarily know these words, it does not mean that they do not have feelings. If this continues, we will be in big trouble.
"The dwarves are our important allies. We must maintain friendship with them and not let them turn to the Church of the Lord of Glory. In one month, it will be the 400th birthday of the Dwarf King. There will be many guests coming to congratulate you. Take you Coming here also shows our sincerity..."
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