Think for a moment.
Inasier then had a plan.
"Fagu, go find that guy again and tell him we're willing to help, but..."
Inasiel narrowed his eyes slightly.
"We also have to make it clear that we're taking a huge risk by doing this. He must cooperate with us."
Fagu's eyes rolled and he quickly smiled:
"Yes, I know what to do. I'll do it right away."
Then, Fagu left the room directly.
Soon, Inasier also stood up.
He glanced at Hena in the corner of the room, snorted coldly, and left without any intention of helping her heal her wounds.
For a moment, Hena was the only one left in the room.
She curled up in the corner, still in fear, and kept repeating the same sentence in a low voice.
"Henna is going to take the fortress, Hena is going to take the fortress, Hena is going to take the fortress..."
... ...
Fortress of the Underworld.
"roar--!"
A giant red dragon streaked across the sky and descended upon this place.
"Open the barrier!"
After confirming the identity of the visitor, the barrier that had been maintained for a long time finally stopped working.
There is a risk of being attacked though.
But now there is no need to worry about that problem.
"Line up!"
Wow!
The sound of armor rubbing against each other in unison was heard.
The brave Analond, holding the Holy Shield, led the team to meet them.
"Dwarfs, welcome to your arrival!"
Wow!
"Are you the Aegis Hero Analond Bangon?"
Irus looked carefully at the man in front of her. He had a thick black beard and long hair, a burly figure, and wore heavy armor. His words and actions exuded the steady demeanor of someone who had been in the military for a long time. He was more like a soldier than a brave man.
"Yes, it's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Irus Emerald Star Phil."
Analond saluted Irus.
"Oh, Analonde, you little brat," Tsarkin said, stepping forward. "You're truly remarkable now! Even after not seeing you for so many years, you've become a true hero!"
"Hey, I felt that he was no ordinary person at the beginning. Now it seems that my vision is indeed the best. I really deserve to be called the father." Aznov also said boastfully.
The two men surrounded Analonde, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were watching something rare.
"Ahem."
Analond coughed twice awkwardly.
"Mr. Tsarkin, and Mr. Aznov, we have guests here."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze behind Irus.
"Ah, you're right, I almost forgot to introduce you."
Tsarkin slapped his forehead suddenly, then pointed at Hulim and said:
"This is Hulim Haieral. I don't know if you've heard of her, but she's a newly promoted S-rank expert. Her strength is incredibly strong. If you're deceived by her appearance and underestimate her, you'll suffer greatly."
"Lord Hulim? I've heard of you before. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Nice to meet you."
Hulim responded politely.
"As for this little girl here——"
Tsarkin pointed at Pralulu again.
"Ah, no... this... lady, yes, this lady, Pralulu Phil. I think you should have noticed that she is a hero like you."
"Yes, I have noticed. It is an honor to meet you, Lord Pralulu. As a fellow hero, let's get along well from now on."
"Oh, okay."
Pralulu, who was glaring at Tsarkin, quickly turned around.
"Um... Mr. Alalad? I appreciate your guidance from now on."
“… …”
"Pralulu," Hulim quickly whispered beside her, "It's Analonde."
“Eh…?”
Pralulu's expression froze, and then her face flushed red as she apologized hurriedly:
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Analond smiled.
"It's nothing serious, Your Excellency Pralulu, don't worry about it. The fortress is ready to receive you all. Please follow me."
"Hey, really reliable, completely different from some dwarves."
Irus said meaningfully.
"Of course. Analonde started out as an ordinary soldier in the countryside and climbed up step by step." Chalkin was completely unaware of the hidden meaning in Irus' words, and instead said it with pride.
"This kid is the most patient dwarf I've ever met. Back then, because he couldn't afford a proper weapon, he actually squatted outside my blacksmith shop every day, watching me forge iron, hoping to learn how to make a weapon himself."
"Really?"
Pralulu became interested.
"So what happened next, Ala... Did Analond learn it?"
"Later..." Tsarkin paused and glanced at Analonde, "You ask him."
Analond's expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural.
"?"
Pralulu's eyes shifted between the two of them in confusion, not understanding what was going on.
"Ha, I know that!"
Aznov excitedly interrupted from the side.
"Analonde has been squatting outside Tsarkin's gate for two years without a break. The old man was moved by his perseverance and was almost ready to take him in as his apprentice, but then—"
"Just when he was about to take him in as his apprentice, the kid scraped together enough money to buy a suitable weapon and simply stopped coming! Hahahaha, this is really making me laugh to death--!"
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