Geralt's divergent thinking aside, the others only realized now that they had just experienced such a dangerous situation and almost went to war with the person they had requested help from.

Everyone showed a look of fear at the same time.

Lann chuckled and said comfortingly, "How could I risk your lives? Our team has been marked by me. Even if we just fell out, I can still teleport you all to the outside of Carbon Mountain and then kill you. My magic power can still sustain the consumption at this distance, so don't worry."

"And now that the negotiations have been successful, we just need to move on to the next steps."

"I still don't understand what you mean by 'negotiation'. It's so confusing." Kolgrim complained.

Lann sighed helplessly and continued to explain: "As the Great Elder, Broval's rule over Mahakam is based on 'tradition'. The dwarves do not obey the Great Elder, but 'tradition and the Great Elder'. After all, Broval is only the 'Great Elder', not the 'king'. If he himself does not abide by tradition, how can he make the dwarves obey tradition and then obey him?"

"So on the surface, even Brovard himself cannot violate the traditions of 'closing the country to the outside world' and 'absolute neutrality'. But his words hint at the actions we can take next."

"The Ferencz, Fuchs, Chiss, and Sieglin clans have 'opinions' about Brovard, are 'yearning for the outside world', and are likely to 'help friends' without his consent.

So what we are going to do next is to help these clans clean up the rioting monsters, and then use the remaining blueprints as an exchange for the "support" of the "militant" young people in their clans - this is what we are going to do next."

Kolgrim tried hard to recall the conversation between Lann and the Great Elder. After a few breaths, he felt that he was beginning to hate thinking, so he turned to organize his poison bag.

Geralt frowned, thought for a moment and said, "These clans sent heavy infantry out to help us. Isn't this openly opposing Brovard Hogg? Can they come back?"

"If they don't want to come back, then don't come back. Anyway, there are always a lot of adult dwarves who stay outside every year. Remember what I said before?" Lann chuckled. "It's a good opportunity for the dwarves to infiltrate Cintra, which they have never been to, and settle at the gateway to the North. This is a hundred benefits for them and has no harm at all."

"Then Lan, you..."

"Cintra needs this heavy infantry, so even if it's a little harder and the process is a little tortuous, this goal must be achieved. And..." Lann's lion eyes flickered.

"...I have confidence and I have a way. Once this dwarven army settles in my country, Cintra will completely replace Mahakam as their new spiritual home."

In terms of politics, Lann was the absolute decision maker. Since he had made his own decision, the demon hunters would naturally have no other opinions.

Anyway, the demon hunters can't think of any other ideas...

The work that follows is what the demon hunters really like.

When the Great Elder finished talking, Lann's system had already given a prompt for the task in a timely manner.

【Discovery Mission: Spring Cleaning

In order to ensure a stable life in the coming year, Mahakam organizes preventive hunting of monsters every spring. But this year, their actions seem to have some accidents, and you are the cause of this accident. Fortunately, by chance, this seems to give you a chance to achieve your goal. Go and destroy the monsters and fulfill your common mission as a monster hunter and guardian of Cintra. This is also what you and your team are best at. 】

…

The directions given by the Great Elder were the four clans of Ferenz, Fuchs, Chis, and Sieglin. Except for the Hogg clan to which the Great Elder himself belonged, these clans were almost the largest clans in Mahakam.

These dwarves actually have experience in hunting monsters, so they are certainly not short of manpower. However, compared to Lann's team, they are not as "professional" in targeting a single type of monster, nor do they have spells to assist them.

——Yes, the dwarves' power system also excludes magic. They are also obsessed with swords and armor, and occasionally delve into alchemy. When facing all kinds of monsters, they mostly use swords and various strange weapons, which is much less efficient than the demon hunters.

That's why Lann and his team can be of great help.

After all, they came to Mahakam to seek help rather than to go on an outing. If they finished early, they could take the soldiers and the legion back to start coordinated training. In order to save time, Lan decided to divide the troops into three groups at Gabor's suggestion:

Kolgrim took the archer squire Milva and one third of the Cintra guards to the Ferenz clan; Cohen took the berserker squire Bill and one third of the Cintra guards to the Chis clan; House and a few others stayed in Carbon Mountain to negotiate on resources and weapons.

Lann himself took Geralt and the remaining Cintra people to the Sieglin clan. After all, this was the hometown of Alpen and Gabor, so it should be taken more seriously.

"Let me lead the way for you." Gabo laughed, "Let the elders of our clan know that I brought back such a strong reinforcement. They will surely be happy to drink an extra barrel of beer tonight!"

Lan couldn't help but smile, and then he suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about the Fuchs clan?"

The smile on Gabor's face suddenly faded, and he sighed, "Fux lives with us Sieglin, but... our relationship is not very good. You led the team to eliminate the monsters near our clan, which is equivalent to clearing away their troubles at the same time... But I don't know whether they are spending more time fighting monsters or guarding against each other."

From what we have seen so far, Gabor Sieglin is a rare dwarf who can think rationally and independently. He chose to return to Mahakam when he was traveling, but it was not because he could not endure the suffering of the outside world like other dwarves, but because he really wanted to come back to "build his hometown."

Even among dwarves, this kind of thinking is rare, and he has the entire Mahakam in his heart.

But people are ultimately trapped by their own origins, and now it seems that the relationship between the Sieglin clan and the Fuchs clan makes Gabo feel very distressed.

"You have taken good care of Yarpen, Lord Lannister, so I am telling you this." Gabor hesitated, "If you want to seek support, perhaps you can only choose between Sieglin and Fuchs."

Lann pondered for a moment and replied, "Thank you for your reminder, Gabo. I will consider this matter carefully."

Gabo walked aside with a heavy heart and sighed again.

…

In addition to the arrangements for the Cintra team, there were a few more people who needed to determine the direction.

Saskia had just joined the team and had a hidden identity, so Lann would rather keep her by his side. She was also happy to exchange more views and knowledge about "racial equality" with Lann, and with Geralt being a character that often appeared in her father's stories, Saskia naturally decided to follow Lann.

There is one last person.

"Captain Leila, what are your arrangements? I can talk to Broval and ask you to go back to Aedirn first."

Leila, with black hair and black armor, thought for a while and lowered her head to Lann: "Your Majesty originally ordered me to use the lead ring to facilitate your visit, but now it seems that it has not worked. I am really ashamed."

"But please allow me to continue to follow your team until your visit to Mahakam is over. I need to bring the final results of the discussion between Cintra and Mahakam to Aedirn to help Your Majesty assess the current situation in the North."

Lan thought for a while and nodded. Leila was one of the most powerful warriors in Aedirn, and her military skills were also very strong. She might be involved in the counterattack against Nilfgaard, so it was always good to communicate more.

Maybe through him, some confusing information could be transmitted back to Demave.

"Then, let's go. We'll meet up at Tanshan after we complete the mission!"

…

Tanshan is the capital, but the clans are scattered throughout the Mahakam Mountains, which means everyone has to cross mountains and ridges. Fortunately, these places are not truly primitive, and the dwarves have long built roads along the mountains, saving a lot of effort for the marchers.

Although it is the beginning of spring, there is still a thick layer of snow in Mahakam. Even the lakes in the mountains are still frozen. From time to time, you can see some dwarf fishermen digging holes in the ice in an attempt to catch fish.

Such mountain roads and ice surfaces are certainly not places for cavalrymen to ride their horses. In fact, apart from Heifeng, no other horses are capable of running in this place.

At first, Gabo wanted to dissuade Lan from leaving all the precious horses in Tanshan, but when he was sure that he might not be able to defeat Heifeng, he stopped talking.

Gabo was in a hurry, obviously unable to wait to go back and help his clan deal with the invasion of monsters.

However, before anyone could actually see any trace of the dwarf gathering place, the roars of monsters and the deafening shouts of killing could be heard faintly.

…

“Ahh—”

“Hiss—”

"Damn it! Close the camp and don't retreat! Our home is behind us!"

"ah--"

…

Gabo's face changed drastically. He no longer cared about the team behind him, pulled out his axe and rushed forward.

After turning a rock wall that blocked the view, a battlefield with blood and flesh flying everywhere appeared before everyone's eyes.

This is at the entrance of a mine. The dwarves seem to want to organize another team to go deep into the mine to carry out a thorough cleaning to ensure that there will be no more blind monsters to interfere with their work during the year.

However, they did not expect that the monsters underground would continuously pour out from the depths of the cave, and their number was far beyond the dwarves' estimation. Their formation was broken up almost at the first contact, and they were forced to retreat back to the open space.

Sharma, still Sharma. Once this monster, which rolls like a chariot, takes the lead in charging, even trolls have to avoid its edge.

However, the suffering of the dwarves was far from over. The monsters were not only rioting underground, but also on the ground and even in the sky. The deafening shouts of killing attracted other more powerful monsters.

Several harpies were scattering feathers in the air. These monsters can be found wherever there are mountains, and their thick wings are enough for them to hunt in the wind and snow.

But at this moment they were being hunted, their bodies covered in blood, and even one harpy's wings were broken. It spun and fell into the dwarves' formation, knocking down several shieldmen, and then was torn into pieces by more axes.

The remaining harpies had no intention of revenge for their companions, and they flapped their wings and disappeared in the wind and snow. The predator chasing behind them did not catch up, because its attention was attracted by the more numerous and more delicious pieces of meat on the ground.

“Ahh—”

The dwarves who were preparing for a frontal attack had no energy left to resist the monsters in the sky, let alone a large monster capable of hunting multiple harpies on its own.

This predator that descended from the sky disrupted the dwarves' rear with a swoop, and then -

“Boom boom—”

Flames fell from the sky!

"What is this thing! A dragon? Is it Kertulis who is attacking us? Hasn't the Ferenz clan always been paying tribute to that guy?"

"A fool even dumber than an elf! It's not Kelturis, it's a dragon lizard! But now is not the time to hunt this monster!"

The monster that fell from the sky waved its wings that were five horses long. Its body was covered with pale membranes that almost blended into the snow, and was covered with small and broken scales. Its mouth was like a huge slit, with fangs of varying lengths arranged in a staggered pattern. Its tail, which occupied one-third of its body length, was covered with spikes as long as a palm, which was chilling.

It has no eyes on its head, probably because it lives in a place that doesn't need light for years, or it has undergone some strange mutation. But the monster's senses seem to be extremely sharp, and it can easily sense the traces of its prey.

The flames spread out a path, and the huge monster landed on the ground. It swept its tail and knocked away several dwarves who were running towards it with axes. The spikes on its tail scratched the parts of them that were not covered by armor, and black blood immediately flowed out.

The sting on its tail is poisonous.

With such a huge body, the ability to fly, spit fire, and be poisonous, it is truly a natural killing beast.

“Save me…”

A dwarf who had been affected by the dragon lizard's attack was crawling on the ground, reaching out his hand to his companion.

However, his fellow countrymen around him ignored his call for help and even looked a little happy, which was extremely unusual for the dwarves who were always united.

But if you look closely, you can see the emblems of different clans on their mountains.

The dwarf lying on the ground was in despair. His companions from the same clan were twenty or thirty steps away from him and it was too late to save him.

The next second, a "bang" was heard, and the dwarf, who thought he was going to die, only felt a gust of black wind blowing past.

“Hiss—”

The horse with amber eyes slammed into the flank of the dragon lizard with astonishing power at a speed that no one or any creature could react to.

"Horse?" The dwarf on the ground thought it was an illusion caused by his fear. "This kind of terrain? This kind of speed? This kind of power?"

A horse actually knocked a dragon lizard that was several times longer than itself into the air!

However, the next second, the dragon lizard was seen swinging its tail violently in mid-air.

With a "swish" sound, the majestic warhorse's body shook violently.