Since Sieglin swore not to let Fuchs enter his clan's territory, and Fuchs regarded Sieglin's people as dirty things, they finally chose the wilderness that was relatively close to the residences of both clans as the negotiation location.

At first glance, this form of meeting looked like a meeting between the two warring parties, and it allowed Lann to preview the scenes that might happen later.

A natural rock as big as a millstone was sloppily used as a meeting table. However, it was unnecessary at the moment, because it was more like a fighting arena than a meeting table, and the leaders of the two clans had already jumped on it and were about to fight.

And now Lann also vaguely understood from the content of the quarrel between the two why the battle between the two clans against the monsters turned into a three-way melee.

"Ziglin has always coveted our 'Davor Bottomless Pit'. When they heard that the big cleanup didn't get rid of all the monsters, they immediately came over and said they would help us clean up the monsters. But who would bring building materials during a 'big cleanup'?"

"They just wanted to find an excuse to build a gathering place in the mine and occupy our Fuchs' territory. But they didn't expect that monsters would emerge from the mine, ruining their beautiful dream. Ha, a bunch of idiots with hammers on their brains!"

The Davor Bottomless Cave is the mine where Sharma kept emerging in the previous battle. It is a rare open-air diamond mine in Mahakam with rich production. Although the ore mined in Mahakam must be handed over to Tanshan for public use, the resources in the mine will not be the clan's private property, but owning the mining rights of this mine can also strengthen the clan's voice in Mahakam.

"Did your tongue get caught by the fire tongs, damn Fuchs!" Chief Zieglin said angrily, "The Davor Bottomless Cave was originally developed by our two clans together. When did it become your Fuchs' mine?"

Chief Fuchs argued: "When the great elders made the distribution, they gave the Davor Bottomless Pit to us Fuchs. As compensation, you also have more quotas in the 'Davor Pool', right?"

As he spoke, Chief Fuchs jumped violently, pointing to the artificial lake under his feet formed by the dam.

"The Davor Pond is so big, does the quota make sense? When have you ever taken water or fished according to the quota?"

The two clan leaders grabbed each other by the collars, and were about to start a fistfight. The clan warriors behind them also looked at each other unfriendly, fearing that a melee would break out.

Lann sighed silently in his heart and signaled to Gabo with his eyes, hoping that as the messenger of the great elder, he could help separate the two clan leaders.

This was not an occasion for Lann, an outsider, to speak up. It was not that he did not have the ability, but he was worried that he would be dragged into the feud between the two clans and lose his position as a third party. Once this was opened, it would become very troublesome to communicate with the various clans and even the great elders.

Lann even felt that the two clan leaders were deliberately putting on a show in front of him to lure him in. After spending some time together, he had already added the word "cunning" to his impression of the dwarves.

Of course, Gabo couldn't ignore Lann's look. In fact, even after he took office at Tanshan, he didn't want to be involved in the conflict between his clan and Fuchs. Unfortunately, he now had the responsibility on his shoulders.

"Patriarch, and Fuchs...Patriarch." Gabo tightened his waistcoat and took a step forward. "Our guest is still here. His time is running out."

Chief Zieglin immediately shouted, "Gabo, how dare you speak for outsiders!"

After receiving Gabor's "honorific title", Chief Fuchs seemed to have won a victory. He shook his head, let go of Chief Sieglin, and took a step back.

"We Fuchs are not like Sieglin's people who like to make trouble. Carrying out another big cleanup is the most important thing now. If we argue more now, the situation may get worse because of our delay..."

"It turns out that your tongue has been cut off by the tongs. Now you know why you are talking nonsense!" Chief Sieglin became even more excited.

Seeing that the topic of both parties finally turned to the main business, Lan En finally stepped forward: "I believe that the two clan leaders have read the letter from the great elder, and have also learned about the previous battle through the warriors in their own clans."

Lann was talking about the battle in which he slaughtered dragon lizards and burned all the Sharma to death. The two clan leaders obviously knew about it. Although they still had doubts about Lann's real fighting ability because they had not seen Lann's battle scene with their own eyes, their faces still became serious.

"The two clan leaders asked the Great Elder for help because they were short of manpower." Lan En said softly, "Now that we are here, the problem should be solved."

"My team and I are experts in subjugating monsters. But we also need the help of the two clan leaders so that we can know what monsters there are and where they gather. We must not only conduct a 'big cleanup', but also eradicate the roots."

Lann said meaningfully: "This is also to relieve the worries of the warriors who will leave home in the future, so that they don't have to worry about their families being harmed by the threat of monsters when they are away."

The guards in standard lion armor stood straight behind their duke, puffing out their chests in response to Lann's words.

Chiefs Sieglin and Fuchs looked at Lann, who had a humble expression and confident words, and glanced at the troops behind him. Their spirit and momentum were undoubtedly elite.

…

The area where the Sieglin clan and the Fuchs clan lived was called "Davor".

The Fuchs clan's area of ​​activity is a series of mines connected by the "Davor Bottomless Pit". The place where Lann and others fought before was the exit of one of the branch passages.

The Sieglin clan is responsible for several independent mines, and some clan members are responsible for the cultivation of underground mushrooms, hunting in the black pine forest, etc. Compared with the Fuchs clan, their activities are richer.

The mission of Lann and his team is to work with the dwarves of the two clans to destroy the monster nests around their respective survival paths and ensure that the dwarves working outside will not be harmed again.

But when making a plan with Lann and his group, Chief Ziglin made an unexpected suggestion.

"The impact on us Sieglins is actually not that great. Those scattered monsters are far less troublesome than the monsters that burst out of the bottomless pit of Davor. The Duke should focus his main attention on Fuchs and the others."

This almost humble attitude shocked not only Lann and others, but even the people of the Fuchs clan. These dwarves looked at Chief Sieglin with suspicion, always feeling that he was plotting something.

But since even Chief Zieglin himself has made the decision and Gabor can't persuade him, Lann and the others naturally can't say much.

So Lann led most of his team's combat forces and followed the Fuchs clan into the Davor Abyss. Geralt took a few people with him to follow the Sieglin clan to participate in their cleanup for safety reasons and provide some demon hunting advice.

"I think there's something wrong." Before they separated, Geralt found Lann and whispered to him, "Even if it's just like what Sieglin's people said, they're lucky and not as affected by the monster as Fuchs. But judging from the relationship between the two clans, it's far from possible to make such a 'concession'. Who would complain about having too many reinforcements and give them to their enemies?"

"They should be clamoring for us to assign more manpower to Zieglin."

"But they did ask for help from Tanshan before." Lann frowned and thought, "Geralt, in your decades of career as a witcher, have you ever encountered a similar situation where a witcher commission was issued but then cancelled at the last minute?"

White Wolf thought for a while and said, "There are quite a few - on the bright side, the monsters that originally harassed them are gone, so there is no need to hunt monsters anymore; on the bad side, they need to use those monsters to achieve some purpose, so they don't want to get too close to us and expose their plans."

"Does this cause you any trouble?"

"If you just turn around and walk away, nothing will happen."

"We can't just turn around and leave." Lann sighed, "If the second situation happens, what do you think the Sieglin clan hopes to achieve through those monsters?"

Geralt thought for a while, shook his head, and asked Lann for his opinion: "What do you think?"

Lann said nothing, his dark golden lion eyes only looked in the direction of the Fuchs clan.

"I can't believe it. They are dwarves... But if something like this really happens, whose side should we stand on?" Geralt hesitated. "Or should we just pretend we know nothing and leave?"

"We can only stand on the side of the dwarves, Geralt." Lann pondered, "I will have more contact with Fuchs, and you should follow up with Sieglin. When they finish their cleanup, come back and tell me in detail what happened - I hope our worries are unnecessary."

…

After a brief farewell to Lann, Gabor left with his clan members. Geralt nodded to Lann, indicating that he could rest assured.

However, the people of the Fuchs clan remained near the Davor Pond for some reason and seemed to be discussing something instead of being in a hurry to return to their clan territory.

After a while, Petrit Fuchs, who was rescued by Lann in the battle at the entrance of the mine, came over with the patriarch of his clan by his side.

"Haha, Lord Lannister!" The voice of the bearded dwarf could be heard from afar. His laughter sounded like a steel hammer hitting an iron ingot, firm and heroic.

"I was not able to introduce you formally before. This is our clan leader - Tomor Fuchs."

Then a laugh louder than Petrit's was heard: "Just call me Tomor, no need to bother with those cumbersome etiquettes, dwarves don't care about that kind of thing!"

"I haven't formally thanked you for saving Petrit's team in the mine yet! The battle sounded dangerous enough just from what I heard. Although I didn't see how you chopped down those monsters with my own eyes, I absolutely believe that we can wipe out those brainless creatures with your help!"

Tomer Fuchs had the longest beard of all the dwarves. It had several iron rings tied on it to prevent it from flying away, but instead it looked like a big broom, swaying as Tomer spoke.

"You just said that etiquette is not necessary, but now you are so polite to me." Lan En smiled modestly, "As for helping - that is exactly the purpose of my coming here as promised by the Great Elder. And I believe that even without my presence, Petrit can handle such a situation."

"Ha." Tomor shook his broom-like beard vigorously. "I'm not worried that Petrit can deal with those monsters, but it's different with Sieglin here. Those guys..."

There was anger in Tomor's eyes, and Petrit also began to express his anger in solidarity with the enemy.

Lan En couldn't comment on this topic, so he could only try to change the subject: "Mr. Tomor, I wonder if you have read the letter from the Great Elder..."

Lann's tone was drawn out, full of inquiry and expectation. It was visibly that the emotions that Tomor had aroused because of the Sieglin clan had dissipated.

The bearded chief looked around and then winked at Perriti.

The loud-voiced dwarf foreman immediately understood what the clan leader meant, and ran to the side with his short legs, and began to gather his compatriots to pack up their things, leaving a space for Lann and the clan leader.

"Lord Lannister... I understand what the Great Elder means. You deal with the monsters for us in exchange for the peace of our clan, and we will send our young men to form a legion to help your country. Then, according to the number of young men sent by each of our clans, we will help you hand over the corresponding drawings to the Great Elder. Is that right?"

Tomor blew his beard and said, "This process...is not very pleasant to hear."

"You're very direct." Lan En couldn't help but chuckle. Tomer Fuchs wasn't as secretive as the Great Elder. "But that's probably the situation."

Tomor shook his head, glanced in the direction of his people, and asked in a low voice: "Lord Lannister, I wonder how many young men your country - it's called 'Cintra', right? "

Lan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that Chief Tomor’s attitude was... very ambiguous.

Really?

The next second, Lann heard Tomer say seriously: "If it is possible, Lord Lannister. I would like to entrust half of the Fuchs boy to you."

"Besides, I would like to ask you to help us..." Tomor stepped on the slightly moist soil under his feet, "... help us blow up the dam of the 'Davor Pond', so that the waves diverted from the Yaruga River can flow into my 'Davor Bottomless Pit' and completely destroy this place!"