The first volume of the sheepskin scroll is the ancestor of the steel hammer family, leaving a passage about the past.
This ancestor was the dwarf craftsman who informed the goblins to escape after learning of the black-bearded dwarves' plan. He survived the slaughter of the Blackbeard dwarves. Because he has a magic scroll, gifted by a mage friend. When his life was in danger, he was directly teleported out of the Giant Stone Mountains and reached the Mage's Tower on the other side of the continent.
Yet the dwarf was so wounded that even his mage friend's best efforts only slowed his death. Before his death, the dwarf wrote everything he knew in the sheepskin scroll, and gave it to his mage friend, along with the evidence he had stolen from the black-bearded dwarf at the risk of death.
The dwarves were afraid that some of the sheepskin scrolls that carried the fate of the goblins would fall into the hands of the black-bearded dwarves who accompanied the army on the expedition. Only the blood that the dwarves and the ground are willing to donate can open the box. If you want to force it, the array will activate space magic to send the box back to the Mage's Tower.
At the end of the sheepskin scroll, the Hammer family is asked to regard the human mage who returned the scroll as their most loyal friend and thank him for his selfless help to the dwarves.
Seeing this, everyone understood that this box should have been delivered to the steel hammer family by this human mage.
"When the goblins were mistaken for killing the dwarves behind, why didn't this human mage who knew the truth stand up?" Lu Heng asked.
"Speaking of this matter," Brian patted his head, "it is recorded in the family history that the steel hammer warrior who returned from the battlefield was found by a seriously injured human mage. He held the ancestor's A token, leaving only one sentence to find the goblin, the goblin died after being a friend."
The ins and outs of things are clear. The human mage died unexpectedly, and the last person who knew the truth was drowned in the long river of history. The steel hammer warrior who got the token could not find any trace of the goblin, could not open the box, and could not know the truth. Under all kinds of misunderstandings, goblins are forced to live in the underground kingdom to this day. Fortunately, the Bronzebeard dwarves of the Steelhammer family have always had a close relationship with goblin friends, plus the ancestral last words passed on by the human mage. "Find goblin friends and treat them well" is the family motto of the Hammer family, passed down from generation to generation.
That's why after Brian met the goblins, he tried his best to help them. It's just that Brian, who knew almost nothing about the past, completely forgot about this little box, and he didn't remember these things until today.
This second scroll of sheepskin is naturally the key evidence that can wash away the goblin's reputation. Lu Heng carefully opened the scroll.
edict. This was the decree issued by the black-bearded dwarf clan chief. This edict left his seal and the signatures of the elders of all the black-bearded dwarves at that time.
The black-bearded dwarven clan leader is a proud and arrogant man who, from the very beginning, considered himself the king of the dwarven kingdom. He took the capture of all the goblins and marked the slave mark as a great achievement, and issued the first edict of his imagined dwarven kingdom. At the end of the edict, it was clearly written that if there are dwarves who disobey the orders of the Black-bearded Dwarf King and try to help those slaves escape, let them embrace Death as traitors of the dwarves under the majesty of the Black-bearded Dwarf King. .
"This is iron proof!" Kukuvi shouted, "As long as this edict is brought to the Dwarf Council, all the truth will be revealed to the world!"
"I'll call for a Dwarf Council on behalf of the Bronzebeard dwarves right away!" Brian nodded again and again and stood up.
"Two friends, please don't be impulsive," Lu Heng said, "As far as I know, the council of the dwarves is now occupied by the Black Bearded Dwarves and their loyal friends Iron Pick Dwarves, Steelskin Dwarves and Earthspear Dwarves. Most of the seats?"
After being reminded by Lu Heng, Brian, who remembered this, sat back on the sofa in frustration: "Even if I submit the evidence, it will be judged as fake evidence by those black-bearded dwarves."
"Are we goblins destined to live in the underground kingdom? We don't mind, anyway, we can study machinery anywhere," Kucuwei was also very frustrated, "but without the help of humans, I'm worried that the time will be too late and the workload will be too much. big."
"Just swallow those black-bearded dwarves in one bite!" Ionas interrupted suddenly, the dragon's thinking was somewhat incomprehensible, and if you have any opinions, it's better to have sharper teeth than anyone else, why is it so troublesome.
"Aio, don't talk nonsense." Lu Heng scolded softly. In front of the dwarves, he said that he would swallow an entire dwarven clan. This giant dragon was too simple and rude. But at the same time, Lu Heng gently squeezed Ionas's hand from an angle that dwarves and goblins couldn't see to comfort him.
Sure enough, the fierce-tempered giant dragon, who was originally raised eyebrows by Lu Heng's reprimand, immediately raised the corners of his mouth. He turned his eyes to the side, stared at the throbbing flames in the fireplace, and stopped talking.
"The key to this matter lies in Maple Leaf College." Lu Heng said.
Maple Leaf Academy, in addition to warriors and mages, is also a paradise for various manufacturing professions and theoretical scholars. The history branch of Maple Leaf College is headed by the most famous historians in the mainland. Historians of all races gather in the research institute of the history branch. The history books of the mainland are compiled and researched by these historians.
"Of course, you can't simply send the sheepskin scroll. Those scholars are rigorous and skeptical about everything. They have to go through all kinds of textual research before revising the events that have appeared in the history books." Lu Heng Say.
"By the time they finish the research, the mainland will already be submerged in the sea of bones of the undead army, and there is no time at all," Kukuwei said.
"Well," Lu Heng nodded, "in the Maple Leaf College library, there is a collection of books, which collects a large amount of materials collected from various ruins on the mainland, but because of the huge number, the process of sorting is slow. Those historians , I will regularly rummage through all kinds of lost historical materials.”
After several people's discussions, the course of action was initially finalized. Lu Heng and Ionas set off for Maple Leaf College, trying to find a way to put the box containing the last words of the Hammer Dwarf ancestors and the edict of the Blackbeard Dwarfs into the collection library, and then guide historians to find the box. Kukuvi naturally left the underground kingdom to organize all the goblin engineers to dismantle the mechanical puppet test body No. 1 and try his best to crack the secrets. Brian stayed in the dwarf territory and tried to form alliances with clans such as furnace dwarves and liquor dwarves to prepare for the fight against the black-bearded dwarves.
"Time is precious, my friends, act now!" Kukuvi couldn't wait to study the test body No. 1 left by Master Locke.
Farewell to Bronzebeard dwarf Brian and goblin engineer Kukuvi, Lu Heng and Ionas embarked on a journey to Maple Leaf College.
Yalong, who was summoned by the contract ring, looked like he had just woken up from a deep sleep. Yalong, who has not yet adapted to the status of a mount, raised his head and wanted to roar, venting his dissatisfaction with being disturbed his sleep.
Ionas's eyes immediately turned back to golden vertical pupils and stared at Yalong. The poor Yalong roared and got stuck in the throat. It was so frightened that its front paws cradled its head on the ground again, obediently waiting for one person and one dragon to ride on its back.
Lu Heng was about to use a levitating technique to sit up, but was pulled by Ionas.
"You promised me." Ionas said in a dissatisfied tone.
"Huh?" Too many things happened during this time, and Lu Heng couldn't remember what he said for a while.
"You promised me that I was the only dragon." Ionas said confidently, "There are no other mounts!"
Well, Lu Heng actually completely forgot about this matter. In fact, he just wanted to appease the golden dragon with a sentence that he said later. Unexpectedly, Aiones remembered so firmly.
"..." Lu Heng hesitated, sitting on his lap or something, it seemed a little too shameful. Although he is wearing an ordinary white priestly robe now, as the ruler of the Pope of Light, the noble and awe-inspiring His Majesty the Pope, if he does such a thing, will he be disillusioned
[Little Helper?]
[Don't ask me, what you say yourself, sit down for me when you cry!]
[I just want to ask you, if you do this, it will break the character design, I don't want you to jump out and put the OOC warning later, the sound is really harsh.]
The little assistant really wanted to go offline, but as a dedicated system, he couldn't do that.
[People who do not have this plane see it, it is not considered a collapse, and this giant dragon is not a native inhabitant of this plane anyway.]
After speaking, the little assistant disappeared angrily. As for what was forced into his mouth, the little assistant refused.
As Lu Heng thought, Yalong was still very good as a mount, with fast speed and smooth travel.
Lu Heng patted Yalong with satisfaction: "Yes, it's not good to always call you Yalong. Let's give you a name."
"Lunlun Zuokharu, the dragon name given to you by the lord of giant dragons." Ionas showed a magnanimous expression that gave Yalongtian great honor.
"… "
In fact, the Pope has dabbled in the language of dragons, so Lu Heng knew that Lunlun Zuokhalu, in the language of dragons, means ants, waste. This golden dragon seems to be still haunted by the fact that he uses this Yalong as a mount, even though he is almost sitting in his arms now. Sure enough, the dragon's heart, as in the legend, is smaller than the tip of a needle.
Lu Heng thought for a while, but still didn't pierce Ionas: "You are really a big dragon with a big heart, and you are willing to give Yalong a noble dragon name."
"Of course, the Dragon Lord never cares about weak creatures." Ionas was even more proud, and even felt that the annoying Yalong seemed to be a little bit pleasing to the eye.