Atticus did not repeat the bad news again. He believed that the Great Duke had heard what he said. In addition, the iron knight is also afraid that if he repeats the news, his sadness will burst out in an instant. The knight''s jaw trembled, and there was a strong sadness in his eyes, but now the emotion was controlled by responsibility, not completely controlling the old man''s mind.


    The dwarf noticed the sadness and understood that Atticus had no need and might have told such a lie here and now. Dagong shook his head, and tears began to form in his deep eyes. Dwarves rarely cry, and many anthropologists claim that the sons of these rocky mountains have no lacrimal glands. They''re wrong. Dwarves are a passionate race, and they spend a lot of time on a piece of work. Friendship, for some dwarfs, is also such a work.


    Nothing is more precious than a friend who knows each other from the bottom of his heart, nor can the brightest diamond. This is a common saying among dwarves, and a reflection of their style.


    "When? Who knows? How do you know that? " Andre''s voice trembled with tears in his eyes, but like Atticus, he did not allow himself to indulge in grief. There are so many things he needs to carry, friends are gone, but his kingdom is still in crisis.


    "A day ago. The allies of Wangdu have sent me news. The news has been spread in Wangdu, but it has not spread out yet, for the time being. " The iron Knight said in a deep voice that the ally in his mouth was the original one eye force under the leadership of the red witch emia. Since Marcus realized the energy of the red pupil tavern, he took the initiative to connect with it. At present, the hands of the king and the iron Knight will receive one eye notice.


    "Can they be trusted?" The dwarf asked the question with the last hope.


    The chief Knight nodded. The intelligence ability of red pupil was confirmed by Marcus and cheese. He had no room for doubt.


    Andre took a deep breath. He turned his head again and looked at the map behind him. "Even so, are you still going to Saron? I don''t see anything worth killing there. We should help those who survive more than revenge. You know, that''s the choice siegger would make. "


    "Rat man found in the king''s castle! Besides, I am the king''s chief knight, and I must carry out his orders. " Atticus got up and said, the old man clenched his teeth at the mention of the rat man, and the sadness in his eyes turned into a blaze of anger.


    "Ridiculous! How can those stupid things have the ability to sneak into the castle? Go and see the rat man in the field. Which one of them looks like an assassin! And even if it''s rat men sneaking in, are they sitter''s rivals? " The dwarfs also stood up and rebuked the iron knight. Andre knew his old friend very well. Even in the past years, the king still carried weapons, not to mention a rat man or two. Even if he was put on the battlefield of the iron melting City, the skill of the king of the grey lion was enough to protect himself.


    "The wizard in grey once said that he had created a group of intelligent rat men. What if one of them sneaks into the castle and poisons your Majesty''s food? Those creatures are now gathering in the valley, and I have to find out The chief Knight said coldly. What he did not mention was that he suspected that the rat man who had been sent to the castle might have something to do with the grey robe, but the speculation was so shocking that he was not sure.


    The dwarf said nothing more because he saw with his own eyes how the crow made Jerry look like he is. But at the same time, he also realized the problem in Atticus. If the wise rat people transformed by witches killed the king, what position did these gray robed witches play in it? This makes him worry about the safety of Karus. If the grey robe is not trustworthy, then the devil The devil will never let them go. Considering that the old friend''s skill was better than ever before in the battle of molten iron, Andrea was confident that the latter would not disappoint him.


    When Atticus saw that Archduke liehammer was silent, he thought he agreed with his point of view. The knight then said, "we can''t walk with the elves. The opposition is too high. Let them stay here. I think you''re getting along well with them, so that when we leave, someone can protect you from rat people. "


    "Hammers don''t need to be protected. We can protect ourselves." Said the dwarf, but his voice dropped again, thinking that mlose would not be able to live with humans. "Well, this time I''ll help you to keep an eye on them."


    The knight gave Andre a knightly salute and turned away from the tent. He lifted the curtain, and most of the soldiers did not dare to get too close to it even though they were worried about the safety of the iron knight. Only Heather, as an acquaintance of the two people in the tent, stood outside the tent to prevent conflicts inside. The knight''s face was full of tiredness, and since she returned to the molten iron, she immediately threw herself into helping the survivors, and as far as Atticus knew, she had never rested.


    "Go to sleep for a while. We two old fellows are all right. If you fall, I don''t know how many young men will be heartbroken. " The iron Knight patted Heather on the shoulder and walked away.


    The rose of strong hammer grinned bitterly and watched Atticus leave in the crowd of soldiers. She turned her head anxiously to the tent and hesitated to enter at this time. Heather, who is familiar with Andre''s temper, knows that sometimes leaving the dwarves for a while can make a lot of things easier. It''s not that Andre doesn''t know how to adapt, but the stubbornness of the dwarf makes him unwilling to admit his mistakes. Just this time, she was wrong.The dejected dwarf touched the map foolishly, and his fingertips slid from Wangdu to the northwest to the molten iron. At that time, he and sitter had just finished their adventure career, and they went north alone, creating the largest territory for Cangshi Shengsheng in ten years. But look now, the city of molten iron, collapsed. His best friend, the man he regarded as his brother, died. Tears, from the gullied face of the dwarf, ran down his beard like dew on the leaves of the morning.


    He wanted to sing high and sing the low Elegy of the dwarfs for his friends. But he can''t do it. He''s the Duke of the hammer. He can''t be sad because of the hope of the refugees outside. Strong emotions stirred in Andre''s chest, like a torrent pounding the cliff. Suddenly, some kind of throbbing sounded from the dwarf''s chest, and the beat of his heart formed a melody that had never been before.


    "No Andre felt the throb, and he refused in a low voice. "No, not now. It shouldn''t be now! " The dwarf hugged his head and bumped his body against the table in the tent. With a dull sound, the wooden long table broke into pieces. "No!"


    "Duke! What''s the matter with you? " Hearing the sound of the tent, Heather rushed in at once. She watched the Great Duke pounding around like crazy until she hit the thick wooden post supporting the tent.


    "Bang!" The dwarf fell to the ground with his eyes staring up. There was something murmuring in his mouth, and heather, close by, heard only a large number of words that were difficult to understand, which were the language of dwarves. After a long time, Andrea finally calmed down. He covered the bruised part of his head with one hand and sat up from the ground.


    "Heather."


    "I''m here, Dagong."


    "Light the stove and get the chopping board ready. I''m going to start."


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