Crown of Chaos

"Moradin, look at the good things your chosen people have done!"

The exquisite and magnificent face of the Silver Virgin Mother, full of maternal tenderness, was full of distress. She hugged Aaron from behind, and the thin chiffon white long sleeves on her jade hands hung down Aaron's chest. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a faint mist: "My child, he has endured so much suffering just to complete the mission of your heir, and now he demands a reasonable explanation. Moradin, I always thought you were a god who represents order and kindness!"

"Silver Virgin, I didn't let my people violate the agreement..." the incarnation of the dwarf god king Moradin said with a dark face: "I just told your child not to talk nonsense, he..."

Su Lun didn't listen to what Moradin was saying at all. The Silver Virgin hugged Aaron tightly and said, "My child, you have suffered. Don't be afraid. All you have to do is use your cold rationality to deal with your opponents on the battlefield. In front of me, you don't have to suppress yourself, just act coquettishly with me. With mother here, this dwarf can't do anything to you."

"Uh~uhhh~" Aaron felt like his head was sandwiched between two balls of cotton. He couldn't utter a complete sentence after mumbling for a long time.

"Sulun..." Dwarf God King Moradin's expression darkened.

Today, the Silver Lady is wearing a snow-covered, ice-cold beaded and jade white tube top dress. Her silver-white silky hair reaches to her waist. Her jade hands are wearing white silk gloves, and she is wearing a white tulle tight bra, like The elegant and beautiful snow neck like a white swan and the delicate white collarbone are completely exposed, and the slender waist is tied with a ribbon and can be grasped.

No stockings were worn on her naked and straight sexy legs under the long skirt. Her warm and jade-like feet were wearing a pair of pure white ribbon sandals. The long skirt on her body was made of special materials and draped diagonally down from her shoulders. The soft fabric even more His proud body line became increasingly round and firm. From the slender waist down, there was a skirt that fell to the bottom and reached to the ankles, and was only gathered by tassels.

Elegant and sacred, ceremonial and sexy.

Aaron struggled for a long time before he could free himself from Su Lun's "clamp".

At this time, Selun was arguing with Moradin.

"Moradin, you judge for yourself. The contract my son and your heirs signed in front of your idol, he said it very nicely. There are no witches or awakened snake-hating people. This is his exclusive news."

"But that's not the case at all!"

"I don't care what excuses you make, Moradin. I have always thought you were a lawful and good god. I will put my words here today. You must give my child an explanation. I cannot let him go in vain. Be wronged!”

"Hurry! Moradin, otherwise I will call Tyr and the others, Lathander and the others, Silvanus and the others, and Ogma and the others. I will call everyone to come and see if they support me or not. Support you!"

At this time, the ancient goddess was like a female dragon protecting her cubs, flicking her tail back and forth and staring at the dwarf god fiercely.

Moradin's face was not good-looking. He knew that Su Lun could really call people.

The strength of the Ancient Goddess is not as brilliant as in the past, but her personal connections are the strongest among the gods in the kingdom.

Now, we're in trouble! Moradin glared at Foujar with a "Dad, he bullied me" expression.

If Aaron and Foujar hadn't signed a contract in front of his idol to make him fair, and Aaron's words were so fierce and random, he wouldn't have been alarmed.

The dwarf god was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "Please calm down, Your Excellency the Silver Virgin, I am not denying Foujar's fault, I am just warning your child..."

"Then you admit that your heir is the main responsible party?" Su Lun hugged Aaron tightly.

"As evidenced by my anvil, Holy Silver Mother, I am not denying it. I just think that your child is offensive in words..."

"Then I don't care." Su Lun's attitude was very firm: "My child has been wronged, Moradin, and it is your child who caused it. It's that simple. I only recognize this!"

"Or are you such a father-god? In order to protect your child, you can ignore justice, right and wrong, moral laws, just because he is your heir, so you will protect him indefinitely? I can tell you, don't Latin, your descendants are not the only ones who are partial!"

Moradin was so choked up by Selun's few words that his chest felt as uncomfortable as ten Gruumsh's pressing down on him. The dwarf god king's mouth was open for a long time, not knowing what to say.

He, a lawful and good god, was destined to be inexplicable when faced with a chaotic and kind-hearted funny goddess like Su Lun.

What's more, as a lawful and good god, Moradin also knew in his heart that Foujar was the one who was wronged. His alignment, nature, and priesthood determined that Moradin would not make trouble or deny things unreasonably.

The dwarf god was stuck here like this. He continued to say that it was not his fault, and it was not his fault to admit his mistake. He touched his beard irritably, wondering if he should just leave the matter and let Fujar solve the problems he caused.

At this time, Aaron saw that the fire was almost done. He patted Su Lun, who was hugging him from behind, and motioned for him to speak.

"Dear dwarf father-god, I have no intention of being an enemy of you or the dwarves." Aaron first saluted the dwarf god and expressed his respect. The amazing appearance and strong appeal brought by his charismatic charm instantly To ease the tense situation: "I may have spoken out loud because I was angry. If I offended you, I can apologize."

"Hmph~ Hypocritical." Fujar muttered, hiding behind Moradin.

"However, this is not the reason why Foggal tricked me, nor is it the reason why he provided problematic information, which caused me to encounter so many dangers and almost died in the ruins."

After finishing his good words, Aaron's attitude turned serious: "Our previous contract was signed in front of your statue, by your just and respected dwarf father. Do you recognize this contract? Or do you think that before you Contracts signed in front of the statue of gods don’t count?”

This question was extremely sharp, and even went straight to the core of Moradin's belief doctrine. The dwarf god had to answer bravely under Selun's gaze: "Of course it works! I just want to warn you, child, if you question the contract, you must be blessed." Jal’s explanation is between you, don’t talk like that!”

"So, dear dwarf father, do you think Mr. Forjar-Wilham plans to admit his mistake?" Aaron said coldly: "If I don't do this, what else can I do? "

"I'm trying to reason with you, Father God of the dwarves. I work hard and I'm sincere." Aaron pressed forward step by step: "I also hope that you can show your sincerity in solving the problem."

"Okay." Moradin stared at Aaron closely. The dwarf god really felt that compared to Selun, Aaron seemed to be more disciplined: "Then tell me, how do you want to end this matter?"

"This matter can be ended very easily." Aaron pretended to be aggrieved by me: "I need Mr. Foujar to apologize to me, the most sincere kind, and then this matter can be ended. I Give him snake skin and snake scales, and he will make me dragon skin armor.”

"But... I made some discoveries in the ruins of the Snake Empire this time." Aaron said casually: "I learned the secret about serpentine steel..."

"Serpentine?"

This word seemed to have magic power. The dwarf craftsman Foujar was the first to jump up. He clapped his hands in disbelief: "Serpentine steel?! Really?"

Moradin held Fujar's head down. The dwarf god had completely stopped his contempt at this time: "Young man, child of the Silver Virgin, are you sure it is serpentine steel? Is it Wu Fei's serpentine steel forging technology? ?”

"Of course." Aaron nodded.

"Where's the evidence?" Moradin's expression became more and more solemn, and the dwarf god couldn't even control the excitement in his eyes: "Young man, I need to see the evidence."

"There is only one piece of evidence." Aaron took out a golden scroll from his arms.

Scroll of Resistance!

Behind Aaron, the Silver Virgin Suellen covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of surprise and pride, and proudly touched Aaron's head like a mother who saw her child's achievements.

Moradin's eyes flashed fiercely, and the dwarf god could not suppress his surprise.

The forging technology of serpentine steel! The pinnacle work of the Saluk Empire, the dwarves have researched top technologies that have not been imitated for more than 10,000 years!

Although 35,000 years have passed, the forging technology of Saruk Wuhu is still very advanced, and its forging technology can be compared with that of the Elven Multiverse Empire.

Dwarves have always been troubled by this problem. As dwarves and a clan of stones, they have the best forging ore in the crystal wall system - adamantine, but their forging technology is still not as good as that of elves.

Moradin suddenly understood, Aaron was firing the map cannon indiscriminately! He did it on purpose!

He wants to negotiate terms with himself!

What a cunning human boy! Organized and premeditated, he occupied the moral high ground and controlled the negotiation situation.

However, the forging technology of serpentine steel was a fatal temptation for Moradin, and the dwarf god-king could not find any reason to refuse the deal.

Moreover, the fact that he came to find him, doesn't it mean that he is optimistic about the dwarf pantheon and that the dwarf's technology can return to the peak of Wu Hui?

With adamantine and the forging technology of serpentine steel, the future of the dwarves will be bright to the naked eye!

Moradin felt comfortable now: "Very good, young man, very good, good! I will let you understand that choosing the dwarves is a completely correct decision! You can give me a price, how can I forge the serpentine steel?" Tell us how?"

The choice of dwarves was also the result of Aaron's careful consideration.

Even though the serpentine steel forging technology is very powerful, not many people can actually master it. Otherwise, why could the Snakeman Empire, which had received a complete set of instructions from Wu Hui, not be able to make serpentine steel, and could only sigh "Uzi can't do it"?

Aaron first ruled out Cormyr. The level of forging in the human kingdom was too low, and it was not as good as the Snake Empire.

Considering the accessible range, there are only dwarves and elves.

So what else is there to choose? The forging process of the elves is the best in the country. The serpentine steel technology is naturally good for the elves, and there is no technological crushing that will not affect the elf civilization.

"I have several conditions." Aaron held out three fingers: "First, I can teach the technology to the dwarves. I only need you to send craftsmen to me to learn forging technology. We can jointly open a blacksmith guild. I will Technical shares, accounting for 40% of the shares, and the remaining dwarves decide on their own. My requirement is that at least three rune blacksmiths be stationed in the blacksmith guild and become my subordinates."

"Yes." Moradin agreed happily: "I will send two rune blacksmiths here, plus Foujar, there will be three. They will bring tools and equipment worth 100,000 gold coins."

"The second condition is that I plan to build a castle in Cormyr in the future, a medium-sized castle with 30 rooms. At that time, I will need a dwarf engineering team to build this castle for me, except for the main building of the castle. , a medium-sized temple of the Silver Virgin needs to be built in the castle, I will provide the raw materials, and the dwarves will be responsible for the rest."

Aaron stretched out his second finger: "I will accept it when the time comes."

"Yes." Moradin agreed without hesitation. Construction technology was the dwarves' strong point. Although the cost of a dwarf engineering team was large, it was nothing compared to serpentine steel technology.

"Third, I need a thunder spell from you." Aaron held out a third finger.

The dwarf father glanced at Aaron. The power of the Thunder God Curse was equivalent to his full blow, which required a lot of divine power. However, this was not a particularly excessive condition. Moradin still nodded: "Okay!"

"Then, there is one last little additional condition." Aaron said softly.

"Young man, you said there are three conditions!" Moradin became impatient: "Three is just three, there is no fourth!"

"This condition is the prerequisite for us to reach a contract." Aaron still said calmly: "Without this small additional condition, our contract cannot be considered effective."

"What other conditions do you have?" Moradin had to suppress his displeasure because Suellen stood behind Aaron.

Our Lady of Silver supports her children unconditionally.

"I need Mr. Fujal Wilham to apologize to me." Aaron held out his fourth finger: "This is the prerequisite for all contracts. Dear Dwarf Father God, I think respect and understanding are the key to a contract. To realize the bond, we should have an equal relationship with each other.”

Before Moradin could speak, the dwarf craftsman Foujar immediately refused: "No, never! Human, this is impossible!"

"Please wait a moment, Silver Virgin, young human being." The dwarf's Father God was much calmer at this time. He recognized Aaron's logic: "I'll say a few words to Foujar."

Moradin lifted Foujar with one hand, like a chicken, and brought him to a corner of the courtyard.

"No, never, my lord, I don't want to apologize to that human being!" Foujar was still stubborn. He shook his head vigorously and his face turned red from holding it in. "It's obvious that nothing happened to him. It's obvious that the technology of serpentine steel is He got it because of my information, and now he is using it to negotiate terms with us? He should have provided it to us for free!"

"Foljar!" Moradin's incarnation muttered.

"No! Father God, I'm right. Why do I have to apologize?" The dwarf craftsman still shook his head. He was as stubborn as a stone in a pit: "Father God, what's wrong with you? Am I not your child? Why do you You want to speak to outsiders, not fight for the interests of your children, but ask a dwarf to apologize to humans? You are the father-god of dwarves, not the father-god of humans!"

Moradin looked at his child, and the dwarf god-king felt that the stubbornness and pride of the Stone Clan were both the foundation of their immortality and the poison that caused their decline.

"So, you still refuse to apologize?" Moradin asked one last time.

"No, my lord, no." Foujar turned his head to the side: "You take my soul away, just like you took away other dwarves. I will not apologize."

"Okay! If you don't apologize, I'll apologize!"

As solid as a rock and as loud as a bell.

Moradin, the dwarf god-king, the great soul forger, the father of the dwarves, the almighty father and creator of great power, the powerful god, the giant who is the head of the dwarf gods strode up to Aaron and Selun.

"I'm sorry, young man, Foggard doesn't want to apologize."

"Since he doesn't want to apologize, then let me do it!"

"I, Moradin, on behalf of Forjar Wilham and on behalf of the dwarves, I apologize to you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the avatar of Moradin half-bent down in standard dwarf etiquette.

Both Aaron and Suellen were extremely shocked by the scene in front of them. Suellen quickly reached out to help him, but Moradin did not intend to give him this chance. He bowed completely and then stood up.

The dwarf craftsman who refused to apologize was completely stunned. He sat down on the ground, his stubborn eyes gradually getting wet.

"Father...Father God?"

I'm a bit stuck today, sorry for the late update.