Without waiting for Yao Yan to answer, Verak shouted, "Uncle Japur, I have met Uncle Muente. Uncle Muente is still alive!"

Japur's expression changed, but he did not ask much at this time, but instead sorted out his armor, carried the giant axe behind his hands, and watched the airship slowly descend.

"Hey!" The airship was seven or eight meters away from the ground. Verak jumped off the airship and ran very fast with his short legs. Japur smiled and opened his hands to welcome Verak's hug. Who knew that Verak ran past him and headed straight to the valley behind him, shouting: "Little Mira, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Japur grabbed the cloak behind him and pulled him back. Verak muttered, standing next to Japur in dissatisfaction.

At the entrance of the canyon, the final battle is coming to an end.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is a one-sided massacre. Without the support of Zoer Mage, those kowtowers, who are at most cannon fodder, have no power to resist at all. A small team of dwarves slaughtered a group of kowtowers like chopping melons and vegetables. The number of kowtowers is more than three times that of dwarves, but their strength is very weak. They are driven away by dwarves, throwing away corpses all over the ground, and fleeing. The strongest of those kowtowers is only about level 2, and most of them are not as good as ordinary adult men. And those dwarves have an average strength of about level 3.

"That's my little Mira, my gentle and beautiful Mira!" While running, Verak did not forget to stretch out his thick and short fingers and introduce them to Yao Yan and others.

Mira? According to legend, the dwarf Verak is gentle and gentle, and gave birth to seven children for him, which forced him to be an adventurer to make money to support his family.

Yao Yan became interested in an instant. A group of people put their heads to the side of the ship and looked at him along his fingers. No matter how they looked, they found that the person he was pointing to was a dwarf warrior who was chopping and slashing across the dog-headed crowd. The dwarf warrior held a double-edged axe in both hands. As he swung, blood splattered. Several dog-headed men's broken limbs were flying beside him, like fireworks flying.

However, the body shrouded under the iron armor showed no feminine characteristics.

"That's the armor I made myself, the best armor for the Dwarf Guard!" Verak yelled loudly, slapped his chest.

The only feeling that Yao Yan and others were that they were tough, but they couldn't tell at all. What did Mira need to be afraid of?

The airship slowly landed outside the valley amid the suspicion of many dwarves. Everyone got off the airship. Japur strode forward, clenched his fists, and gently hit his left chest. This etiquette was widely circulated among adventurers. Yao Yan and others also replied with a greeting. Japur said rudely: "Dear guest, thank you for your help."

"Cough." Seeing that Verak was still staring at Mira blankly, Japur kicked Verak gently and kicked Verak staggeringly. Verak hurriedly said: "Uncle Japur, this is the acting president of the Thunder Slaying Guild, Lord Yao Yan, let's come together."

"Thunder Killing Guild?" Japur also took risks in human society when he was young. He recalled that he did not remember the name Thunder Killing Guild.

"The Thunder Killing Guild is just a small guild, you probably won't know Uncle Japur." Yao Yan smiled. He pulled over the little calf head that was looking around curiously, and then introduced in turn: "Level 8 Ranger Shute, Level 8 Knight Nester, Level 7 Mage Catherine, Level 5 Nature Guardian Carrey, and Level 4 Druid Kane."

Verak pointed at them and added: "My Net Walker,My Net Walker,My Net Walker,My Net Walker,My Net Walker,My Net Walker,My Net Walker."

The five consecutive sounds of magic net walkers made Japur open his mouth wide. So many people were magic net walkers. Not to mention Yao Yan, who was standing in the front and obviously had the highest status, and they could see clearly just now that the one who made Enqibu tremble with fear was this black-haired boy.

"We are just passing by this time and bring Virak back along the way. If we disturb the dwarf friends, we will leave now." Yao Yan said.

"How could it be? How could it be? We welcome such a distinguished guest, so we can't wait to welcome you. Please... please!"

"Yao Yan, this is the clan leader of our Dwarf Valley. Uncle Japur is Uncle Muent's younger brother." Verak finally remembered to introduce Yao Yan.

The Dwarf Valley is just a gathering place for the Taruk clan, but there is also a patriarch. In a place like the Dwarf, where all the people are soldiers, as the patriarch, it means that he is the strongest force of the clan.

When Yao Yanduo heard that it was Muente's younger brother, he looked at Japur. His face was like a rock, his blue-gray hair and beard looked very similar to Muente, but in the eyes of humans, all the dwarves looked the same.

When they walked to the entrance of the valley, the dwarf soldiers fighting the kowtowers were attacking the last few kowtowers. They were able to persevere until now. These kowtowers were the strongest, and most of the dwarves had retreated, allowing the dwarves who were still fighting to fight one-on-one.

Under the escort of several adult dwarves, a group of dwarf children were watching the battle. They shouted loudly: "Come on Mom! Mom is so awesome! Give him a cruel one, oh! Oh! You're off... Come on Mom!"

"That's my child..." Verak's face burst into laughter. He pulled Yao Yan and said a long string of names. With Yao Yan's intelligence, he didn't remember even a syllable at all. "You just call them the eldest, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, the sixth."

The last dog-headed man was split in half. The dwarf soldier who was leading the horse took off his helmet, and his long blue hair tied into a ponytail fell from the helmet, revealing a pretty face for the dwarf. She clamped the helmet under her armpit and strode towards Verak. Verak strode forward and was about to give his gentle and sophisticated wife a hug. The relatively small woman suddenly punched him out: "You damn, you know you are back. Xiao Ba has never seen your own father yet! Xiao Ba, come and call him dad!"

"Oh...ahh..." From an older dwarf child, he reached out to pick up a dwarf baby who was obviously not long ago. Mira rudely stuffed him into Verak's arms. The dwarf baby grabbed Verak's beard with both hands and made a sound of ah ah ah, obviously very happy.

"Ah, Xiaoba... This is Xiaoba. I have the eighth child!" Verak screamed happily, tears flashing in his eyes...

This... For some reason, Yao Yan always feels that the strange scene always has a strange sense of incongruity...

"My gentle Mira..." Holding his eighth child who was born at some time, Verak looked at Mira's back and murmured in obsession.

"Gentle..." If this is all gentle...

Yao Yan shuddered.

He suddenly understood why Verak was going out as an adventurer.

Although the scale of movement between each other is always super large, for example, Verak would throw a dwarf baby who is obviously not more than one year old in his arms to Mira directly, the dwarfs are always very enthusiastic about their guests.

The dwarves don’t care about the president of the guild, but the magic net walker almost represents the top power. In this gathering point, there are only two or three magic net walkers among the dwarves, each of which is a high-level figure in the settlement.

He had just been attacked and many places in the valley were destroyed. As the patriarch, Japur still had a lot to do. After confirming that Yao Yan and others were not hostile, he accused him and left first. Although Yao Yan and others were very curious about the Dwarf Valley, the valley was now in chaos, and everyone could only follow Virak to go home first.

The dwarf Verak's home is also a cave dug up on a stone wall. The light in the cave is not very good, but the dwarves are obviously very adaptable. But this is not a problem. The biggest problem is that for humans, their houses are too short.

Yao Yan, who had not yet fully grown, and Catherine, a female, could stand in the room just by bent down slightly, but the tallest calf head, the strongest body of Nester, the elf Derry, a standard ranger, and the slender and well-proportioned figure, all suffered. After entering the door, they had to sit down quickly.

"Wow, a little shorter." Verak smiled and called everyone to sit down, then took out the famous dwarf spirit. Mira changed into a short linen skirt, put on an apron, and worked in front of a stove, as if preparing meals.

At this time, Mira looked gentle and sophisticated. In addition to her louder voice, the pot in her hand was also bigger.

Villack's eight children stood or sat, looking at everyone with curious eyes.

Looking at them, Yao Yan suddenly felt that it really looked like a Russian doll...

The dwarf's children were like stone eggs. Yao Yan, who had just been planning to hug them, was tired and did not pick them up. Moreover, after asking about his age, Yao Yan was sad.

The dwarf's lifespan is far greater than that of humans. Verak's oldest child is older than Yao Yan. Although he still has a childish face, he will hold his fingers in his mouth.

Dere is very used to this situation. Although Dere looks young, Dere is now 120 years old, older than Virak. Of course, the elves live longer than the dwarfs, so Dere has no spouse yet.

Mira was also quite curious about her husband's friends. Dwarves rarely make friends with humans. Even if they have friends, they are often old people. Their friendship with humans often lasts for several generations. The most likely reason for making friends with young people is that they have good friendships with the young man's father or grandfather.

Seeing her husband smiling happily, Mira felt that these people might really be her husband's good friends.
Chapter completed!