Chapter 495: Taunting, full map pulling monsters (about 7k has been published, please vote, happy New Year)
At this time, the three elf kings who were walking over looked around, trying to find their fellow tribesmen whose figures seemed familiar to them.
However, as their eyes fell on Rose's black jade skin, their faces instantly turned disgusted:
"Dark Elf!"
"shameful!"
At this time, it was daytime and the body was controlled by Iristrae.
Faced with the disdain of the three light elves, the gentle goddess couldn't help but explain:
"Not all dark elves are your enemies. Perhaps we can all coexist peacefully."
"Who wants to live with you? Filthy things!"
A tall and thin male elf king looked disdainful and made sarcastic remarks.
Although the other two Elf Kings did not speak, their contemptuous looks told it all.
Iristri was speechless, looking embarrassed.
Finally, Galadriel, who had been hiding, could no longer endure it and raised her head, angrily shouting:
"That's enough! You are a bunch of old fools who think you are noble. You have to rely on foreign races to survive. What do you have to be proud of? If the standard for distinguishing good and bad elves is only based on skin color, not words and deeds, I don't think you are much nobler than the so-called dark elves! I am ashamed to associate with you!"
After saying this, Galadriel pulled Eilistraee behind her, closed her eyes, and stiffened her neck, waiting for the storm to come.
Along the way, she saw everything that Iristrae did, and naturally she could distinguish what was good and what was evil.
At least when Eilistraee was running around rescuing dwarves from the clutches of dragons, no one knew where these three elven kings were.
What qualifications do they have to accuse Eilistraee of being dirty in this meeting?
Just based on skin color and status?
Of course, given her status, speaking these fair words would inevitably make these blood relatives extremely angry, and once she was caught, she would definitely have a hard time.
But if she chooses to stand idly by, she doesn't deserve to be called "Galantriel"!
However, unexpectedly, the three Elf Kings also snorted at her with surprise and resentment:
"Light elf? How dare you get involved with a dark elf? You are such a scum!"
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Galadriel secretly opened her eyes and looked at the three elven kings who were glaring at her, feeling confused.
Didn't you recognize me?
Soon, she noticed the hand on her shoulder and Lorne winking at her, and immediately understood everything.
Obviously, this guy had cast an illusion on her to conceal her original identity.
So, no matter how dirty you curse, it won’t be discovered?
Galadriel, who had originally been in a desperate mood, suddenly became energetic and started to criticize her three blood relatives:
"The Elf King is so great, isn't he? Where were you when we were rescuing people in the Dwarf Kingdom? Were you drinking mead and chatting in the pavilion of the Dwarf Palace?"
The three elf kings looked slightly stiff, but were speechless.
Given their identities, they naturally don't need to go to the front line to fight the dragons themselves.
Holo tilted her head and asked, "By the way, the mead you guys drink is not supplied by the Chamber of Commerce, right?"
The decisive blow!
Lorne secretly gave Holo a thumbs up for her finishing blow, then stood up and sighed:
"I thought we were gathered here to quell the dragon disaster as quickly as possible and save the victims. It turns out we are here to see who has whiter skin and who can drink more. Forget it, let's go back and get rid of the flying dragons that are causing trouble on the road as soon as possible, so that you won't be without wine for the next few days."
When it comes to being weird, Holo still has to lag behind.
As soon as Loen opened his mouth, he turned up the sarcasm to the maximum.
Now, not only the elves, but also the seven dwarf kings who were the hosts, and the most powerful Vanir and Aesir among the five dragon-slaying teams could no longer sit still.
"Ahem, since everyone is here to quell the dragon disaster, let's get to the point as soon as possible."
Under the reminder of the seven dwarf kings and the constraints of the Vanir, the three elven kings could only sit back in their seats in disappointment, glaring at a rebellious light elf and a filthy dark elf from a distance.
However, Galadriel, who was wearing a vest, did not show any weakness. She pulled the wronged Eilistraee and glared back at her.
In the end, Ciri, who has the blood of elves, also got involved.
The three of them were like three proud fighting cocks, competing with the three Elf Kings in eyesight from a distance.
Loen laughed in silence, watching the internal strife among the elves with great interest while listening to the story of the dwarves.
According to the analysis of currently known intelligence, the main nest of the three-headed dragon is likely to be within [Lonely Mountain].
The Lonely Mountain is located in the northern border of the Dwarf Kingdom, close to the Long Lake in the north and surrounded by rust-colored hills in the west. It is named the Lonely Mountain because there are no high mountains within hundreds of miles around it.
However, this does not mean that it is easy to find the main nest of the dragon species by entering Lonely Mountain.
Because the dwarves are good at mining, the tunnels they dug underground and in the mountains are interconnected, so there is an extensive network of underground tunnels under the Lonely Mountain.
A large part of the dragon armies that appeared in various parts of the Dwarf Kingdom flew to different areas through these tunnels and wreaked havoc.
Therefore, before taking action, all these tunnels need to be sealed to prevent the three-headed dragon from escaping.
This kind of civil engineering work will naturally be handed over to the seven dwarf clans.
The light elves who came to support would be responsible for shooting the flying dragons that escaped from it, to prevent these beasts from approaching Turin City and spreading the [Dragon Disease].
When everything is ready, five teams including the Atrium will enter the Lonely Mountain through five main tunnels, defeat the three supreme dragons, and find the secret treasure they are guarding together - [Rhine Gold].
This is the core of the Northern Gold Mine, which has the characteristic of constantly splitting.
Getting it is equivalent to possessing an endless treasure of gold.
But at the same time, it is also very likely the source of this [Dragon Disease].
The seven major clans of the dwarves demand that whoever finds this thing and can resist the temptation to destroy it will be rewarded handsomely by the dwarves and obtain the most precious treasure of the Durin royal family.
"What does this thing look like?"
Frey raised questions, wanting to get more information.
However, the seven dwarf kings looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly:
“We don’t know about this either.”
Upon hearing this, everyone frowned and looked at the seven dwarf kings.
The leading dwarf king Ivald smiled bitterly and explained helplessly:
"We did not lie to you. The word "Rhine Gold" was the last word uttered by the dwarf soldiers and miners infected with "Dragon Disease" before they were completely transformed into dragons. In addition, they also mentioned another word - "Nibelungen"..."
Everyone listened and fell into thought.
The word Niebelungen is obviously derived from Niflheim, which was once the "Land of Mist", and means people living in Niflheim.
Could it be that this dragon disaster and the so-called [Rhine Gold] are both related to the indigenous people of Niflheim?
But if I remember correctly, the place was polluted by the blood of the ancestor Ymir, and was filled with poisonous water and cold currents. Apart from the undead who had not yet entered the underworld, there was basically no life that could survive there.
Apart from……
Everyone turned their heads at the same time and cast their gazes at the three figures standing in the shadows.
Two giantess and a cat, to be exact.
Skadi stepped out of the shadows and asked coldly:
"Humph, we giants can survive in Niflheim, but so what?"
"So, you admit it?"
"If you say so, then so be it."
"Okay, it turns out that it was you giants who did this!"
The god of poetry, Bragi, looked excited, as if he had caught the culprit of the dragon disaster. He shouted to the people around him in an excited tone,
"Everyone, the matter is very clear. This is another attempt by the giants to poison us, the people of God! I suggest that you arrest the three of them immediately. As long as you hand them over to me for interrogation, I guarantee that they will confess within three days!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be moved.
After all, based on the current situation, the giants are indeed very suspicious.
“You can try it!”
Skadi's face was as cold as frost, and runes made up of ice crystals were floating around her body.
Sensing that powerful divine power, many people were startled and began to consider retreating.
But the god of poetry, Bragi, still used his eloquence to continue to encourage:
"Everyone, the more they resist, the more it proves that they have something to hide! Even if they are not the mastermind, they are definitely involved! Otherwise, if you act together with the giants, aren't you afraid of traps?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Indeed, they felt very insecure when operating with giants.
However, a lazy voice came from the corner, echoing clearly in the venue:
"Even the dwarves themselves are not sure what the so-called [Rhine Gold] and [Nibelungen] refer to, but you insist that they are related to the giants. Have you ever seen them?"
Loen yawned and stood up, looking at the god of poetry Bragi with amusement.
The god of poetry, Bragi, heard the hidden meaning and naturally did not dare to take the blame:
"I'm just making a reasonable guess!"
"You've stirred up civil unrest before you've even resolved the dragon disaster. Could it be that this dragon disaster has something to do with you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"This is also a reasonable guess. You are allowed to doubt others, but others are not allowed to doubt you?"
Hearing that frivolous tone, Braki flew into a rage:
"How dare you slander me!"
“Bang!”
A loud slap hit the thin face of the poet, leaving a scarlet slap mark.
Braki was stunned for a moment, then he felt the burning pain on his cheek and reacted. He jumped up and punched forward:
"I will kill you, blasphemer!"
However, the punch was firmly blocked, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome face:
"You dare to resist when I hit you. Does that mean you have something to hide?"
Hearing the ridicule of using one's own spear to attack one's shield, Braki became so angry that his face turned pale and blue. He raised his hand and didn't know whether to hit or not to hit.
Of course, the resistance from his fist was also an important reason why he was in a difficult situation.
"Well, since you are all here to solve the dragon disaster, you are all guests of the dwarves. At least in this city of Turin, please put aside your prejudices for the time being and unite to fight the enemy."
Finally, Ivald, the dwarf king, stepped forward to mediate and the dispute was resolved.
In order to avoid further conflict, the pre-war meeting ended quickly.
The dragon slayers from the nine kingdoms left the Dwarf Palace one after another to prepare for the dragon slaying mission that would come in three days.
Before parting, Skadi took a deep look at the back of a certain figure who spoke up for justice.
Lorne? I remember you.
The corners of Skadi's lips curled up slightly, and the ice and snow on her face melted away a little.
(End of this chapter)
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