Crown of Chaos

The dwarf craftsman, Forjar Wilhelm, was once an outlier among the dwarves. This guy was fearless.

As we all know, the most important cultural traditions of the dwarves are two.

The first is the strong sense of collectiveness brought about by collectivism. The traditions that the dwarves cherish and the virtues that guide them are deeply rooted in a rich culture that brings the dwarves together through family, public, and religious ties, thus evolving a deeply imprinted clan society.

The second is the stubbornness and perseverance brought about by conservatism, although this also means loyalty, reliability and affection.

The two cultures gave rise to the dwarves, who are very conservative in character and technology.

On the one hand, dwarves are social animals. From birth, dwarves have to get used to sleeping in a room with a group of people. Whether eating or bathing, others are present. There is no privacy at all, and dwarves are used to it.

On the other hand, this lack of private space makes dwarves attach great importance to their own privacy in interpersonal interactions, especially their inner privacy.

It may take decades of contact for a dwarf to be willing to open up to others. Before that, dwarves will never express their thoughts easily. They may occasionally agree with opinions that are consistent with their own, but they will not respond to opinions that are contrary to their own thoughts. They don't comment, they don't care when asked, they don't cooperate when asked, and they still have no opinion when asked again, leaving people at a loss as to what to do.

The combination of two strong racial brands is technological conservatism. The dwarves are unwilling to innovate and progress. They would rather drown with the "wisdom of their ancestors" than progress.

The one who has the greatest opposition to this is the dwarf god king Moradin. Moradin has always encouraged the dwarves to innovate and encourage technological progress. For this reason, he has sent incarnations to the dwarf country many times to urge, encourage and reward their new research. .

Fojar-Wilham is a dwarf craftsman who is not very interested in dwarven traditional culture.

As the dwarf craftsman who invented the "Master Disintegration Rune", this is not the first time he has met the dwarf god-king. The last time Moradin incarnated, he praised him highly and told him that you are the hope of the dwarves' future.

Foujar was therefore arrogant.

The young dwarf is proud and stubborn. He thinks highly of himself and does not take others seriously.

I am a child of God the Father!

I am the one approved by Father God!

Other craftsmen have no gold content, but Foggal-Wilham has great gold content!

Now, all the pride of Forjar was completely shattered by this gift from the Dwarf God King Moradin.

Because of him, the majestic dwarf god-king actually saluted a human.

For the future of the dwarves, the majestic dwarf god-king lowered his stature and looked so humble.

"No~no, Father God!"

With tears in his red eyes, the stubborn dwarf finally couldn't control his emotions. A complex emotion mixed with shame, sadness, and gratitude made him get up from the ground and slide a few steps from the ground on his hands and feet. , knelt directly in front of Aaron.

"I'm sorry!" The dwarf craftsman's head hit the solid stone floor with a loud sound.

He directly made a crack in the stone ground!

"I'm sorry, Sir Aaron Salian!"

The second apology followed the first apology. The dwarf craftsman gritted his teeth and kowtowed again. He repeated Aaron's name, and big tears fell from his eyes and dripped on the cracked stone slab.

"It's my fault, it's my fault that I wanted to take advantage of you!"

"I apologize!"

"please forgive!"

Kowtow for the third time.

Pa~

There are already dark red marks on the stone slab.

After saying these three sentences, the dwarf craftsman seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He couldn't control himself and cried bitterly, collapsing on the cold floor.

Drops of hot tears falling down symbolize the coming of winter.

Aaron put his hands behind his back. He calmly accepted the courtesy of the dwarf craftsman and nodded slightly in his heart.

This is what is needed.

Dwarf craftsmen themselves are a particularly scarce resource, especially rune craftsmen like Fojar. He is excellent, enterprising, young, and his future is full of possibilities.

And the most important thing is that Fujar has a rare rebelliousness among dwarves. He likes to accept new technologies and new ideas. The best proof is that he used his brain on the ruins of the Snake Empire.

Aaron is not a craftsman.

Aaron possesses the knowledge and technology from the Four Gods of Chaos. He needs such an excellent craftsman to help him, and he cannot let Fujar continue to have such a proud, complacent and greedy mentality.

The Lord Viscount turned his attention to the dwarf god-king Moradin. The god-king who had just apologized showed an expression of relief and nodded repeatedly after seeing Foujar finally admit his mistake.

Some inexplicable emotions arose in Aaron's heart.

Create dwarves, prosper dwarves, inspire dwarves, and bow down for dwarves, great Moradin, great soul forger, almighty father and creator of great power, you are worthy of the name of the father of the dwarves!

Having a god like you is a blessing for the dwarves and the greatest luck for the Stone Clan.

For a moment, Aaron suddenly felt some response from the power of Nurgle in his body, but when he turned his attention to the power of Nurgle, the short response had disappeared, and the loving father's divine spark was still closed.

"Aaron, my child." At this time, Su Lun spoke.

The Silver Virgin was moved to tears by the actions of Moradin and Foujar. She stretched out her hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, held Aaron down, and shook his body slightly to express her excitement and touch. .

What a beautiful father-son bond, what a touching and timely repentance.

Selun has been moved, and his attitude towards this matter has now changed from fully supporting Aaron to hoping that Aaron can accept Foujar's apology and accept Moradin's contract.

The good-natured and funny goddess has changed her mind. She has always been so emotional.

"Accept his apology, my child~"

Aaron was shaken gently, and he felt that the back of his head was hit back and forth by two balls of cotton, which made his head dizzy.

But he understood what Su Lun meant, and the Silver Virgin hoped that he could just give up.

"Recognizing our mistakes and being able to correct them is the best virtue that distinguishes us from the evil spirits of the abyss, Mr. Foujar." Aaron bent down and held up the dwarf craftsman who was still crying with both hands. He comforted the dwarf in a gentle voice: "Eager for progress, eager for progress. Change always requires courage, and accidents can bring miracles. We will bravely challenge the unknown. If life does not stop, progress will never stop!"

"I accept your apology, Mr. Foujar, and I hope you can take this as a warning."

Aaron lifted the lost dwarf up: "Desire is the ladder of progress, and desire is also the beginning of degradation. We must control desire, not be controlled by desire."

"Thank you... thank you..." Foujar's face was full of tears, and blood fell from his forehead. He glanced at Aaron with shame, and immediately turned around and hid behind Moradin's cloak: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, father. God, I’m sorry, it’s all because of me!”

"Woooo~" the dwarf cried sadly, like a child: "Father God!"

"Ahahaha~" Moradin laughed happily. The dwarf god-king patted Fujar's head and looked at Aaron again: "How about it? Young man, can we sign a contract?"

"Of course." Aaron nodded and smiled.

This is a contract that satisfies both parties.

Aaron was very satisfied. He had received important resources and an indestructible agreement. Since then, he had joined the dwarf line, solving the most troublesome problem of realizing the chaos technology in the future, solving the problem of future castle construction, and also benefiting from Moradin. I got a thunder spell everywhere.

The dwarf god king is also very satisfied. The dwarves already control the best forging ore in the country, the fine gold veins. What they need most is forging technology that can compete with the elven empire. Now the highest ore + the best steel forging technology, Mo Latin is already looking forward to a brilliant technological innovation.

This is a great revival for the dwarves!

Moreover, Aaron's asking price was not high, and Moradin was already prepared for a heavy hemorrhage.

Aaron also felt the joy of the dwarf god king, and he could probably understand why.

In fact, Aaron knew in his heart that if he persisted, Moradin would definitely be willing to pay a higher price.

no need.

Good cooperation must be an equal and satisfactory cooperation for both parties. This is called win-win cooperation. Aaron can blackmail the dwarf severely today. Even if Moradin is very dissatisfied, he may agree to consider the interests of the dwarf, but Doing this is tantamount to planting a time bomb for future cooperation. The dwarf god-king will not deny the contract, but the dwarves under his command have opinions on giving Aaron some extra work, doing some small tricks, and doing additions and subtractions is absolutely indispensable.

The realization of chaos technology in the future depends on these dwarves.

Now that both parties had no objections, the dwarf god-king Moradin immediately began to recite incantations and call the contract envoy.

From the oldest contract in the beginning to the most recent cooperation contract, contracts signed between gods are often preserved in written form and serve as evidence of future disputes between them.

The oldest contract at the beginning was the contract that witnessed the strongest angel (corrupted) Asmodeus proposing that the ancient gods establish the "Nine Hells". When the contract was signed, the dwarf god king Moradin was present. The gods listened to Asmodeus' lies and created the Nine Hells for Asmodeus. They refused to let Asmodeus become a god, but allowed him to become the Lord of the Nine Hells.

To this day, the Taichu Contract is still valid and is always running. Although the Lord of the Nine Hells is treacherous, despicable and vicious, he still faithfully performs his duty to stop the demons of the Abyss. Similarly, although the gods hate the Nine Hells to the mortal world, The deception and corruption brought about, but it is not a direct violation of the Taichu Contract.

So when neutral and good gods like Lathander, Lord of the Dawn, launch holy wars time and time again to completely destroy the Lord of the Nine Hells, the reason why gods like the Three Gods of Justice and Moradin are always silent is this - they are guardians of the Nine Hells. Gods of order, they will not and cannot violate the "Original Contract".

As Moradin chanted the incantation, the two contracted angels landed on the ground in the bright light falling from the sky.

One of them is a celestial giant with a golden back and two wings. He carries a stone tablet engraved with a large number of celestial languages ​​on his shoulders. He holds a file and is ready to read the rules set by the ancient gods on it.

One is an angel with a black ribbon on his face and a white-gold scale in his hand. He has long golden hair, wears a thin robe like ancient Greek style, has a big sword at his waist, and is surrounded by a golden halo behind his head.

"Who is calling for the contract?" The giant in heaven shouted first.

"Who is eager for notarization?" the blindfolded angel said immediately.

"Who is it?" The two envoys spoke together.

"It's me." Moradin wiped away the smile on his face. The dwarf god king was not happy to see these two divine envoys. Perhaps he recalled the past events in ancient times and the debate about the Lord of the Nine Hells. A group of true gods were toyed with by an evil man and humiliated by applause: "Moradin."

"Your Majesty the Powerful Divine Power?!" Both contracted angels were shocked.

Moradin was too lazy to tell them more, so the dwarf god-king simply explained his deal with Aaron Salian in dwarf language, and asked the contract envoy to notarize it, and write the contract to be signed and filed by both parties in the future. The dispute was based on this evidence.

But after Moradin finished speaking, the two contract gods looked at me and I looked at you, but neither of them dared to agree.

The god-king of the dwarves actually signed a contract of equality and mutual assistance with a mortal?

This is the first time such a thing has happened to them in their thousands of years of service!

Are they dreaming?

The blindfolded angel noticed that Sullun, the Silver Virgin Mary, was also there: "Your Excellency, Silver Virgin Mary? Are you?"

"No~" Su Lun shook his head. He understood the meaning of the contracted envoy and flatly refused. At the same time, he happily held Aaron in his arms: "I am just a witness."

My child, this is all your fault, how could I rob it from you?

It's all yours, all this glory belongs to you.

My child~~

Su Lun gently rubbed Aaron's body, and his hands wrapped in long white silk gloves touched Aaron's head, messing up his hair.

Su Lun Mama! Aaron complained in his mind.

too close! It’s too tight!

If you squeeze me like this, I'm going to bully Eleanor, I'm serious!

Another celestial giant searched for a long time on the stone slab and flipped through the files, but could not find the corresponding clause. He had to say to Moradin: "Your Majesty the Powerful God, we do not have this authority..."

"I know you don't have it!" the dwarf god king roared: "Call Helm, he has it, now, right away!"

"yes!"

The two contracted angels immediately turned into light and disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

In the blink of an eye, another tall giant arrived. He was about 9 feet tall, wearing full armor and a full-face helmet. There were dense scars and gaps on the armor and weapons, just like a man who had just returned from the battlefield. The retired sergeant major.

Seeing the appearance of this giant, Silver Virgin Mother Su Lun snorted coldly and turned her eyes away, as if she saw something dirty.

Aaron knew that this giant should be the God of Guards, Heim, the ever-vigilant guard, the guardian of the origin, the defender of order, the "dog leg" of the gods (in the language of the battle mage), and the fallen second-generation magic goddess. "The chief culprit" (Suren language).

Suellen obviously hated Heim and was unwilling to say even a word to Him.

Helm was also taciturn, and the God of Guardians cherished his words like gold. He simply asked Moradin a few questions and immediately drew up a sacred contract in accordance with Moradin's requirements.

"You can sign after confirmation."

The contract glowing with the glory of the gods was placed in duplicate in front of Moradin and Aaron. After both parties confirmed that it was correct, they signed, exchanged, and signed again.

The spiral chain links the dwarf god to the sons of chaos.

Under the notarization of the guardian god Heim, the contract signed between mortals and gods was declared established.

“Happy to work with!”

“Happy to work with!”

Aaron shook hands with Moradin.

This unique contract also spread to the ears of every god who is qualified to attend the country's High Council of Gods as Heim returned to the Pole Star Camp Pantheon!

Woohoo, I waited in line for a long time and still couldn’t buy any medicine~