Chapter 173 Dwarf King Bahadon
An unexpected guest has arrived.
While Dorodo was testing and asking Lastina to entertain all the great people in the world, someone who should not have appeared in Moher's mansion appeared at this moment.
"Dwarf King Bahadon!"
Moher smiled, "This is a rare guest, Nore, why don't you go make tea? This is the honorable Dwarf King!"
Among the three major races, if you ask Moher which race he likes more, then there is no doubt that Moher likes the dwarves.
The magic level of the dwarves is average, and the level of alchemy is much higher, but the most famous is not these two.
To simply state a fact, in this world, the only people who really study history are the dwarves.
When humans studied the "Sacred Records" of the White Church as a basic history textbook, the dwarves actually completely denied the claims of the "Sacred Records".
The Sacred Records divides the world into four eras, from the "Age of God's Creation" at the beginning, to the "Sacred Age" that expelled the ominous, to the "Dark Age" dominated by the Demon King, and then to the "Glorious Age" today.
But the dwarves don't think so. After the dwarves investigated many relics and objects, they found that there should have been some intelligent races before the three major races, so they determined that the description of the Sacred Records was wrong.
Of course, in terms of the result...
The Sacred Records is right.
This is actually a bit funny, but it can't be blamed on the dwarves. After all, the goddess really exists. After appointing humans, the goddess's will once descended and taught, and then the White Church was born-so the description of the Sacred Records in this regard is the goddess's description, that is, "real history."
Of course-it doesn't mean that the description of the Sacred Records is correct, and human cognition of history is correct.
There is a very simple question, how long is the time scale of these four eras?
It is already difficult to find the corresponding relics of the race of Kraska who died a few days ago. However, according to the description of the Sacred Record, it was still in the "Dark Ages" ruled by the Demon King. But if you tell the people of the White Church that the time scale is 10,000 years, I am afraid that some people will not be able to accept and understand it.
Although Moher, who knows everything, knows that the research results of the dwarves are sometimes funny, but then again-
she does not hate the spirit of the dwarves.
At least, if Moher is asked to choose a designated race, then Moher prefers dwarves, who are more pragmatic. Of course, the dwarves also have shortcomings. For example, they do not understand and pursue art so much, so that the things they make are often not very "aesthetic".
In other words, the aesthetic views of the dwarves are extremely simple and crude.
For example, the scepter they gave to Moher five thousand years ago is the perfect embodiment of the character of the dwarves.
How rare, how brilliant, how dazzling, is the aesthetics of the dwarves.
Words such as low-key, luxurious, and connotation have nothing to do with dwarves.
Of course, there is another reason why Moher prefers dwarves.
"Bahadun, I heard that you may still have the fine wine left by the so-called God of Wine. Did you bring it?"
Hearing Moher's words, the dwarf king Bahadun's expression suddenly became alert: "Demon King, I am here to discuss things today, not to drink. How could I bring that kind of thing with me!"
Moher's expression was a little disappointed: "You come to visit me and don't bring anything. Do you look down on me, the honorable demon king?"
During Moher's reign, she was dispensable to the tributes of other races. Only the dwarves would ask them to offer fine wine of a certain quality. However, correspondingly, other things don't need to be offered. As for why humans always like to offer some "geniuses" - it really has something to do with Lisiduowei, right?
"In that case, please come in."
Nole opened the door of the mansion, and the dwarf king Bahadun walked into Moher's mansion.
He felt a huge pressure.
This mansion is indeed the demon king's lair - magic, curses, alchemy... How vast is the power that the demon king has taken back? This mansion is the embodiment of her power. Without her permission, even if the army of a country was entangled, could this mansion be conquered?
When she and the Dwarf King came to the reception room of the mansion, Rose had already come over with dessert and black tea.
"Please enjoy."
She retreated respectfully. She knew about the Dwarf King, but in this situation, it was clear that the Thunder Emperor was more suitable to serve Moher. What she needed to do was to take care of other things.
Moher then asked Bahadon: "I thought you should be in the Holy Tower now. Isn't there a meeting to be held there?"
"I heard that it was your will."
"That was the will of the brave man."
Bahadon sighed: "I think so! So, I will rush over immediately after that. Anyway, I have already arrived in the human empire, and it is not far to the capital. There is still a lot of time before the banquet starts."
"So what are you doing here?"
"Regarding the deal you asked Miss Lastina to negotiate with me, I have to come here in person to confirm with you."
Moh smiled: "This is really surprising. I know that you dwarves are very serious about this. However, when you came to me in person, I thought you were a dwarf who was different from the dwarf kings of all generations. This kind of recklessness is the characteristic of you dwarves, and it is also your weakness. You should know that in your dwarf kingdom, I can't kill you without my full strength, and I won't make a trip in person - to my mansion, which is not much different from suicide." 0
Bahadun picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Demon Lord Mordoch. I think that among the leaders of the three major races, the relationship between us should be the best, and I am the one who is most familiar with you. At this point, what's the point of you deceiving me with such a lie? Some people may not really understand the meaning of your resurrection, but I know very well."
"What you said - saying such words to a lady like me is easy to cause misunderstanding, Mr. Bahadun. It would be terrible if our brave lord misunderstood."
Although he said so, Moh did not deny Bahadun's words.
"No, the meaning of your resurrection... it's wrong to say that. To be precise, the meaning of this world's existence has changed since the moment you died completely. This is just a place for competition between you and the brave. Other people are just scenery that can be destroyed at will. The value of their existence is just to make you feel all kinds of things in your heart and give birth to all kinds of ideas - there is no more meaning."
Moher supported her chin with one hand. She tilted her head and looked at Bahadun. The smile on her face became quite bright, and her hair fell naturally, which made her look quite evil and beautiful: "Ah~ That's why I like this about you dwarves, Bahadun. I have been trying to prevent the war from spreading to you, but it seems that you have no choice." "In
any case, dwarves are a race after all, and they will constantly desire development. It has nothing to do with who is the 'king'. If they have favorable conditions, they will reproduce in large numbers, and large-scale reproduction requires even more favorable conditions - this is the instinct of life. It's not like I, as a king, can stop it by saying 'no'."
"Clear cognition, wanting to stay out of the world, races like the dwarves can't do it."
"So we have to make a choice." Bahadun gave his own conclusion.
Moh then asked: "So what is your choice?"
"This is not a deal, it's just my personal doubts - can you answer my questions?"
"Yes."
Bahadun stared at Moh: "Can you defeat the brave man?"
Regarding the deal between Lastina and the dwarves, the part that Lastina knew was actually some trade in wine. Moh never concealed her love for the wine brewed by the god of wine. As she said, the strong have the freedom to be willful, so although Lastina felt that the negotiation was very difficult, she still discussed the matter of fine wine with the dwarves.
However, the dwarf king knew what Moh really meant.
"It's a really interesting question, Bahadur." Moh couldn't help but smile. "When two life forms like the brave man and I exist in the world at the same time, the forces in the world should naturally be divided into the brave man's forces and the devil's forces. There will inevitably be a confrontation between the two forces to determine the stronger one - this is the first round of the duel between me and my dear brave man."
"I tell you, if I can defeat the brave man, will you become my force?"
Moh stirred the tea spoon in the red teacup with his other hand: "I suggest not to make a decision because of such a thing. After all, I lost to him. Besides, the dwarves also rebelled against me, right? Now that things have come to this, I don't care if you are under my command. What do your people think?"
She did not give an answer.
The Dwarf King knew that Moher didn't care about the outcome of the first round of the so-called duel with the hero. She wanted to use this matter to achieve her other goals.
"Now, the hero has begun to divide the order of the world. That banquet is very important. Bahadun, perhaps you should make a decision after the banquet. Don't rush to express your opinion to me."
Moher stood up and said to Nore, "See you out."
Then she left the living room.
Bahadun sat in the same place.
Nore just stood behind him.
After a while, Bahadun stood up and nodded to Nore: "Thank you for your trouble, Miss Nore."
Nore then led him away.
(End of this chapter)
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