"The snowstorm is too heavy over there with the dwarves. We can't find them. Maybe they're hiding underground and the message couldn't be delivered?"
As Yinla said this, he nodded to indicate that he understood. He looked at Senata and said, "I understand. Although we don't know when the calamity of the [Sea] will arrive, the dwarves live some distance from the sea, so it should be fine."
Senata pondered at Illa's words: "Dwarf..."
In Senata's stereotype, dwarves are just a group of blacksmiths, and blacksmiths don't seem to have much fighting power, like werewolves and Wolf... They're not weak, but they're not particularly strong either.
Seemingly sensing Senata's thoughts, Ira couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Don't underestimate dwarves... they're a bunch of guys I don't quite understand."
Illa's wording here is strange. Instead of saying things like "I would find it difficult," she uses words like "I don't understand," which makes Senata feel very strange.
"Don't you understand? Let me think about how to explain..."
Yinla pondered for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Emotions and will, within them, can instantly transform into tangible power through something called 'molten fire' or 'furnace fire.'"
As she said this, Imra paused to think for a moment, then gave an example: "In other words, if a dwarf cannot defeat an enemy, then many things will be going through that dwarf's mind..."
For example, "I am like this and that, so I absolutely cannot lose!"
[It's just a difference in strength, watch me overcome it with my belief! Break through!]
Ideas like "!"
As Yinla spoke, amidst Senata's shocked expression, she elaborated on what could be described as "Hong Kong comic style - the power of the mind": "The specific manifestation is that after the dwarves roar 'Ahhhhhh,' their aura and strength will surge and multiply, unleashing several times their combat power."
"..."
Senata: Is this reasonable? The goddess Mana is crying…
"In short, they are a race that we don't need to worry about much."
Senata pondered Yinra's words for a moment, then looked at Yinra, who was organizing her reply, and asked, "So, Lady Yinra, do you have a good relationship with the Dwarf Queen?"
"..."
"???"
Yinla was immediately confused. After thinking about it for a moment, he could understand Senata's idea—after all, Mr. Yinla was familiar with almost all the kings of the great powers, and maybe he even knew the king of the dwarves... or something like that?
But why was it directly assumed to be the empress?
“No, I have had almost no contact with the dwarves… and I remember that the dwarven emperor was male.”
As he said this, Illa sighed and patted Senata's shoulder, who was smiling awkwardly. He said, "Besides, dwarven women also have the racial custom of wearing false beards... It seems that both men and women have thick beards, which is still too strange to us."
This... is indeed quite strange.
"Apart from that, the two major tribes of the orcish kingdoms only gave the most basic response, and King Lothar said he was powerless to help... Lothar Isles and Hazlothar."
Yinla looked at King Lothar's reply, which clearly indicated that he trusted Yinla's intelligence, but they had no way to protect themselves from the impending calamity... because they were an archipelago.
It's all about the seaside.
Senata understood why Ira was sighing, and she thought the same thing, saying, "Many small countries by the sea don't have the resources to carry out a nationwide migration, so they can probably only make do with what they have."
Yes, it's not that I'm unwilling or disbelieving, but that I can't...
"That's normal. Large countries often have teams of mages capable of relocating buildings, and they also have enough land to settle their people, far from the ocean, but small countries can't... They have no way to avoid it."
Yinla put all the letters aside, looking helpless and indifferent, and said, "Some of these guys actually asked me to protect them in their replies. They're really dreaming... All I can do is warn them. That's more than enough."
As she spoke, Yinla casually flipped through the letters sent by the Silvermoon Tree Garden… Of all the replies, only the Silvermoon Tree Garden's stood out. Cassiopeia's letter read:
[It's been a long time since I last wrote, and receiving your letter has greatly encouraged me. Regarding the calamity you mentioned, the monster rampage, we have already encountered it here and weathered it safely. It is indeed snowing here now.]
Although the falling snowflakes are pleasant, it also makes me believe what you said about the ocean disaster, which we will treat with utmost care. I also hope that while protecting what you cherish, you will prioritize your own safety.
Please let us know if you need any help.
—Casiopeia
"..."
Yes, that's roughly the idea. Just as Ira had learned before, the previous two calamities had such a small impact on Silvermoon Tree Garden that they were almost negligible... This time, they might even be concerned about whether Ira needs the elves' help.
This is a kind of affluence, and it doesn't mean they are indifferent to calamities... Proud but not arrogant, confident but not conceited, kind but not hypocritical, such a race, which is almost at the top, certainly has the right to be affluent.
Thinking this, Yinla smiled softly and set the letter aside, but...
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