Volume 1 Chapter 228 The Dwarf from the Forgotten Land

At the foot of a mountain not far from the City of Grace, many figures were constructing buildings.

Most of these figures were wearing dirty clothes and doing hard labor.

Most of them were civilians brought back from Fort Origi by the nobles of the Kingdom of Clay. To put it nicely, they were civilians, but in fact, they all knew that they were almost the same as slaves in the short term.

But they do not feel sad about their current situation, but rather feel fortunate.

Compared with life in Fort Origi, at least in the Kingdom of Clay one could still have a full meal every day even if he did hard labor.

This place already has the shape of a town.

The reason for this is that the nobles of the Kingdom of Claire, with their keen political sense, decided to get closer to the Land of God's Grace. Although this might not necessarily establish a good relationship, at least they could have some affinity with it.

To curry favor with the powerful and climb the social ladder is a compulsory course for the nobility.

But today, some unfamiliar faces came to this place, but everyone could not help but nod and bow.

A man wearing a smiley mask and a few sub-humans.

"Mr. Morton, since we are now in the territory of the Land of Grace, why haven't we seen the legendary Mr. No. 1 come to receive us? At least, there should be a reception team, right? Didn't you pass on the information?"

Dwarves are usually very straightforward, but the dwarf who was talking to Morton was a little special. He was wearing a golden robe, with a round shield that shone with silver shadows on his back, and a black war hammer on his shoulder.

He frowned as he spoke, looking at the humans who were building the town, his eyes full of disdain.

"..." Morton was silent for a moment, then replied, "The information has been sent back. But I'm sorry, there is no such thing as a reception ceremony in the Land of Grace. Or rather, we in the Land of Grace don't like unnecessary etiquette."

Morton didn't like the dwarf very much, and he accepted the mission to find the alien.

This dwarf named Hami Storm took the initiative to seek the land of grace from the forgotten land.

However, the dwarf was unwilling to respond until he met Lynch.

After spending a few days with him, Morton became very displeased with this guy.

The dwarves are a proud race, but Hammy gave Morton the impression that this guy was very cunning and rude.

If the arrogance of the dwarves of the Magic Tribe is ingrained in their bones, then Hami is the type who deliberately puts his arrogance on his face.

"Rats will excrete near their dens to identify the scent of other small animals. At least the cute little mice will come out of their dens to take a look." Hammy's face was a little surprised: "What do you think, Mr. Morton?"

Uncle Morton frowned and glanced at Hami: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

After saying that, he shook his head and continued walking towards the City of Grace.

The majestic building is just ahead, and the Tower of Despair, like a tall pillar reaching into the sky, can be seen in the distance.

Morton probably understood what Hammy meant, but Morton was a cold-blooded person and had to do what he had to do.

This was not the first time Hami had been treated like this. He stared at Morton's back, then looked at the strange Tower of Despair, and suppressed his anger.

He murmured, "I'm saying you don't know the rules, you're not even as good as Cha Lin Rat..."

Although he said this, the grandeur of the City of Grace still made him feel jealous.

......

The Land of Oblivion is located in the sea on the other side of the continent.

Ancient tribes such as dwarves and goblins would choose to live there.

In ancient times, the elves were the overlords of the world. But they declined for some reason, and many other races rose up and were determined to slaughter the powerful but kind elves.

The gods in heaven did not want to see the elves destroyed, so they created the Land of Oblivion to protect all races that were in danger of extinction.

Humans once lived there, too.

But in the end, humans returned to the Aegean and have their current status.

And Hami Storm came from the land of oblivion.

He was at the gate of the City of Grace at this moment, and he couldn't help being shocked when he looked at the city.

The technical craftsmanship can only be described as average, but the main thing is the terrifying atmosphere in the city and the Tower of Despair.

Not long after, he walked to the side of the Tower of Despair under the guidance of Morton. A magic circle was carved on the gray-white bricks.

Coming all the way from the land of God's grace, his heart was extremely complicated, even a little resentful.

The great dwarves are working hard for humans and even singing happily?

Moreover, he vaguely saw that the dwarves seemed to be performing some excellent craftsmanship that even he had never seen before!

These are some excellent dwarves!

"Morton, you're back. The master is waiting for you upstairs. Come up quickly!"

Dao Ge's face was a little dusty and his clothes were dirty. He wiped the sweat off his face and greeted Morton.

These days, the smiling people are less bothered to hide their identities.

They have fought so many wars and even confronted God. How can they still be afraid of being hunted down by the country?

However, some guys still dare not reveal their identities.

For example, Paul...he was afraid to go home because his father would beat him.

"Hey, big guy! I'm a dwarf from the Forgotten Lands, the Kingdom of Storms. My name is Hami Storm!" Seeing that Dao Ge ignored him, Hami's mouth twitched and he took the initiative to say hello.

He could easily tell that Dao Ge seemed to have a high status in the City of Grace.

"Who is this?" Dao Ge looked at Hami with disdain.

I saw this guy from far away. Dwarves should work hard. He is like a fool, wearing such fancy clothes and flashy weapons.

"Oh, just like he said, the dwarves from the Forgotten Land, seem to be some kind of dwarf minister." Morton smiled. After spending a few days with Hammy, he felt very close to Dao Ge when he saw him.

"The Land of Oblivion? I know that place, where the losers stay." Dao Ge smiled heartily, stretched out his fist, and wanted to bump fists with Hami: "Hello, loser."

"......" Hami frowned and bumped fists with Dao Ge.

In fact, the purpose of his trip was to bring the dwarves from the Land of God's Grace back to the Land of Oblivion.

Several wars in the Land of God's Grace have spread the power of the Magic Tribe throughout the world.

Moreover, recently, demigods have descended to the mortal world, and the shadow of gods can also be vaguely seen.

With the keen sense of smell in the forgotten land, one can feel that the world seems to be changing.

In ancient times, the glory, disgrace, and changes of a race were often related to the gods.

The Storm Kingdom in the Forgotten Land has already sent its people to gather the dwarves who are still scattered across the Aegean continent to the Forgotten Land, waiting for the opportunity to go to war.

The powerful and rising Magic Tribe has naturally come into the sight of the Storm Kingdom.

The Dwarf King was very fond of this invincible dwarf tribe with superb craftsmanship.

That's why they sent ministers here, which shows how much importance the Storm Kingdom attaches to the Magic Tribe.

But now, Hami thinks the task is arduous.