The road to Beregost was calm and without any twists and turns.

Compared with the initial treatment in front of the Huofeng dwarves, Charles was very grand in the city-state of the Kuanliang dwarves.

Before the team arrived at Berregost, a horn sound came from the pass at the road ahead.

Then, as he continued to cross the levels, one after another, loud voices rang out, until he arrived in Beregorst. Azaghar, the dwarf king of the Broad Liang clan with black braids, personally led his relatives to welcome Charles and the others outside the city to Beregorst.

Like Nogrod, the dwarf city-state of Berregost was also built by excavating mountains, but compared to the nogrod that was dug upright, the city in front of him was dug up on a flat floor.

A flat road extends from the rear level to the front of the gate. The mountains on both sides are towering and heavy. Beregost, which is "climbed" in the center, seems to be a large fortress that blocks the road from entering deep.

After stepping into its stone gate, you can see the sun-blocked back door on the other side of the mountain from a distance, but the hall leading there at the foot is flat and straight.

The vast hall is supported by a line of stone pillars, with countless iron chandeliers on the top, and people are surging below, which is quite lively - like the square in front of Nogrod, it is regarded as a place for dwarves and even elves visitors.

On both sides of the hall are many deep passages deep into the mountains, which look neat and orderly and not at all messy.

Under the leadership of the dwarf king Azaghar, Charles and his party entered one of the passages and finally arrived at the King's Hall located on the third floor of the city-state.

Without any surprises, after a brief negotiation, they reached an agreement similar to that of Nogrod in this hall.

Charles was quite uncomfortable with everything so smoothly. Before he came, he even wondered if he would encounter another difficulty.

After all, no matter what, the Nando people are still weak at the moment. Without additional factors, it will be difficult for them to occupy an advantageous position in the negotiations.

It seemed as if Shire was also seen. At the end of the conversation, the dwarf king, who was about 1.5 meters tall and covered in black braids, grinned at him: "Don't be surprised, the connection between the dwarves is closer than you think."

Shir knew what he said.

He then participated in a welcome dinner hosted by the dwarf king Azaghar for their arrival.

In addition to Charles and his guards, the participants of the dinner also included many dwarf royals or nobles here, and even some of the Nodo elves who were residing here.

Dozens of tables filled the hall, and the scene of crowds was extremely lively.

The agreement has been negotiated, without any conflict of interest, and the dinner was lively and harmonious.

The dwarf king Azaghar is in his prime, with a heroic personality but thick and delicate personality, and seems to have a good understanding of Shire.

So in the end, the two who were originally unfamiliar seemed to have become friends who had not seen each other for many years, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very friendly.

But while drinking, something unexpected happened suddenly-

A grandson of four or five years old, Azaghar, took advantage of the inattention of others and suddenly jumped to the king's long table full of dishes, and then shouted at the end of the long table: "Etroun, Etroun, I want to see magic, I want to see magic!"

"Nonsense, come down quickly!" The dwarf king couldn't help but scold him. When he found out that the dwarf not only hadn't come down, he turned his back and twisted his butt at him, he was even more angry.

He wanted to teach this disobedient grandson a lesson, but the little guy ran away very smartly. The trot along the way made the dishes in front of many dwarves shattered countless times, and they also started to swear their beards and even curse.

The dwarf jumped on the table and had fun at any time. Charles had seen this many times in the past two days, so he was not very angry. Even if the fat man in front of him broke his plate.

It's not that he is more generous than the dwarfs here, but because he is a little difficult to swallow the food on the plate.

He felt that the group of dwarves in front of him had too much flavor. Not only did they put a lot of salt, but they also put a lot of auxiliary ingredients similar to star anise, which tasted so bad.

So he was not only not angry about this, but instead secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, on the surface, he seemed very dignified and smiled gently at the little fat man running in front of him: "So what do you want to see?"

"It's interesting, I want to watch it." The dwarf sat in front of him and shouted: "It's especially interesting, beat Oak!"

Seeing this, the dwarves around also calmed down and looked at all this with curiosity.

An elf king who is good at magical magic is not just a dwarf, but the same is true for adult dwarfs, but they are not easy to mention. Although the dwarfs are not polite, they do not mean that there is no one at all.

It’s different for a little baby to say it now. Look, the young elf king is not even angry at all!

Charles ignored what others thought. After looking at the little guy with a wooden sword in front of him, he picked up a silver spoon in his hand and started to knock on the high-legged silver cup on the table.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding--

The crisp sound made the eyes of many dwarves and even the accompanying elves who were watching here more focused. Even the dwarf king Azaghar stared at the spoon in Charles's hand without blinking.

It was normal for the first few strokes, but when Charles' hand holding the silver spoon suddenly stopped tapping, the crisp jingle sound did not stop, but continued.

More than that, the sound actually appeared on the cup in front of other dwarves on this table one after another!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounds that were so close to each other directly led the eyes of many dwarves on both sides of the long table to the wine glasses in front of them. They looked at them curiously and found that they were like they were being beaten by invisible spoons, and they could not see anything abnormal, but the liquid in the cup kept trembling with the sound.

This made the dwarves subconsciously murmur, and many even picked up their wine glasses and turned to scan every part of the area, but could not find any special traces.

Their movements did not affect the crisp sound, just like the cups hitting themselves automatically. Whether they were placed on the table or picked up, they still made repeated sounds and became louder and louder.

And when the sound was loud enough, water droplets flashing with clear light suddenly floated out of the more than 20 cups, slowly drifting past in front of their eyes as the dwarves exclaimed!

It was actually a drop of wine, but it was dotted with white light, like fireflies flying from the hidden part of the forest.

After they rise, they slowly gather together in the air two meters high in the long table to form a bright and blurred water figure.

The figure is less than one meter tall, and the appearance is hazy and cannot be seen. It is like a glowing elf. After it is formed, it slowly wanders high above the long table. The unique fragrance and crystal light spots are scattered.

At the same time, with her birth, songs gradually came out, echoing in the hall and ringing in everyone's ears.

"The shadows come, hope dissipates;"

"Make your heart as strong as steel;"

"Dawn will finally come."

...

"The night is long and the road ahead is dim;"

"Looking at the sky from afar, the sky is about to break through dawn;"

"Dawn will finally come."

The singing of a low-mouthed song was ethereal, solemn and solemn, and the noisy dwarves gradually became quiet, and they listened quietly with their ears on their backs.

"The shepherd is disoriented, his home is far away;"

“Follow the guidance of the stars;”

"Dawn will finally come."

...

"Show your blade and lift it up high;"

"Stay on the land under your feet;"

"Dawn will finally come."

...

"The night is long and the road ahead is dim;"

"Looking at the sky from afar, the sky is about to break through dawn;"

"Dawn will eventually come..."

...

The short song ended, but the hall did not become lively for a while, but was still quiet due to the melodious song.

Charles' "magic" was not controlled by him when it was activated, so in fact the appearance of this song surprised him quite a bit.

He was not very familiar with this song, but he felt a little familiar. I think it was a certain part of the dust in his mind.

But even though he was not familiar with it, he was also a little sad by the singing.

That's not only because of the various meanings contained in the lyrics, but also because this song expressed in the elf language actually comes from the earth.

For a moment, his mind was a little complicated.

After a moment of silence, the dwarves in the hall began to talk loudly about this wonderful magic and everything about the singing.

Although this song made them solemn for a few minutes before, this mood was completely forgotten after the song ended.

The current dwarves cannot understand everything in this lyrics because they have not encountered too many hardships since their birth.

However, the black-haired Nodo elf who sat not far from Charles, who gave him a sense of dancing when talking, looked at the light and shadow slowly dissipating in the sky, opened his mouth and whispered, but before he knew it, he was already in a daze.

The glory of the Double Holy Tree was swallowed up, the Supreme King of Nodo was murdered, and the elves were usurped. They would rather be cursed by the powerful Westerners than go to Middle-earth to carry out revenge.

Halfway through, they were abandoned by their fellow tribes and left on the other side of the sea. They did not give up, but instead headed towards the more difficult and cold ice fields.

The same tribe, friends, close relatives... along the way, with cruel death, frozen tears and invisible hope, moving forward, moving forward...

They finally sounded the horn to successfully climb Middle Earth when the moon first rose from the sky.

Then they accumulated strength, cultivated their lives and prepared to wait for the right time to attack the north.

However, before they were ready, the enemy had already taken the lead in launching a surprise attack.

The battle was caught off guard, and in order to protect the new home and ethnic group, the angry Nodo elves resolutely drew their swords to charge towards the invading enemy.

Victory finally came with countless casualties and injuries. The battle of glory greatly increased the reputation of the returned Nodo tribe, and the Angban encirclement that lasted for hundreds of years was thus formed.

Faced with the choice of staying away from the immortal land, facing the powerful people who threaten them, facing the betrayed tribe, the cold ice fields, and even the dark enemy like gods...

Without going through all this, no one could understand how hard and despair they were at that time, nor would they understand what they felt when they drew their swords in anger.

However, this song, this song...

At this time, no one paid attention to his abnormality, and even Charles seemed a little absent-minded at the moment.

But after a while, the black-haired elf silently raised the wine glass in his hand, signaled solemnly to Charles who had not looked at him, and then tilted his head and drank it all.
Chapter completed!