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Chapter 601 - 601 283 Authentic_2
601: Chapter 283: Authentic_2 601: Chapter 283: Authentic_2 He suddenly felt relieved that Olivia was still assisting with assembling the army, otherwise, the little girl would probably be puffing her cheeks in anger like a pufferfish.
Ines had a strange expression, thinking she should probably be angry at the Dwarf King’s crudeness, but somehow, she couldn’t muster up any real anger.
Gao Limu helplessly furrowed his brow and looked at his increasingly unruly cousin: “Kamoz, has your brain been completely eroded by the wind and sand of the wilderness?
At your age, can’t you be a little more polite in front of outsiders?”
“Did I say something wrong?” Kamoz frowned and squinted as he looked at Ines again.
“Oh, sorry, I thought you were another blonde girl I met before.
You outsiders all look the same.” Kamoz shrugged roughly, not showing much intention of self-reflection.
“I’m sorry, Your Highness, this Kamoz Majesty comes from a very distant place, and he probably can’t distinguish the appearance differences of our Felu people very well,” Leon coughed lightly, apologizing to Ines for this old man’s face blindness.
Hopefully, this small episode wouldn’t spread and turn into some strange rumor…
After clearing up the misunderstanding, Leon saw that Ines didn’t seem too bothered by it, so he sent Kovis to accompany the princess to heal Agatha and Master Harvey, while he took the two Dwarf Kings to another place for detailed talks.
Everyone sat down in a secluded and soundproof room, and Leon got straight to the point: “It’s unfortunate, Lord Gao Limu, Lord Kamoz, I am very grateful for your timely assistance, but I cannot leave the Alliance.
On the contrary, I hope that the armies of both of you can stay to continue helping us fight against the Undead.”
Kamoz slapped the table with his palm, startling the guards outside the door.
“This is not what you said last night!
Boy, you agreed so straightforwardly back then!
I urge you to keep your word with me.”
Gao Limu, standing beside him, did not exhibit the same irritable reaction as his wilderness cousin, but he observed the Felu noble in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.
If he didn’t receive a reasonable explanation, he would be even angrier than Kamoz.
“Please, both of you, calm down.
Last night, due to the urgency, I couldn’t delay the march to have a detailed discussion with you, but I never said that the method to help you open the ‘Realm Gate’ was to accompany you to the distant Graveyard,” Leon gestured and explained.
Speaking, he looked at Hem, the ancient descendant sitting beside the King of Steel Furnace Castle:
“I think Lord Hem might not have been clear about my original meaning.
Only if you help me reclaim the Holy Land City Rolannar, that was once the residence of the ancient Supreme Illaril’s ‘Pope Court’, can I start the ancient magic there and utilize the earth veins of the Holy Land City to repair and reactivate the facilities located in the northern wilderness.”
“Rolannar, the Pope Court?” The King of Wilderness looked at Gao Limu with some confusion.
“Over a millennium ago, the ancestors’ king, Uvgaard, once led the descendants, just like other races, and honored a mage as mighty as a god who sheltered the world, named Lorelette, known as Illaril,” Gao Limu resignedly explained, educating his cousin about history from a thousand years ago.
“Elder Hem, is this true?” Kamoz frowned, looking at the captain of the Rune Furnace Guard from ancient times.
“Indeed, Lord Illaril did reside in Rolannar,” Hem nodded to the contemporary ruler of Desolate Mountain City.
“Then…
where exactly is that Rolannar?” Kamoz, not wanting to waste words, grunted from his throat and turned to ask Leon.
Leon immediately called his guards outside to bring a map.
Unrolling the Parchment, he first pointed out the position of the Kilmerton Pass, then indicated the location of the Holy Land City.
“As you can see, this place is to the southeast,” Leon said, sighing, “Originally, I had already led the army to the borderlands of this kingdom underfoot, readying for the march across the great river, only a few days’ journey from Rolannar.
But now, the oncoming Undead have forced my army to retreat back to the Kilmerton Fortress.
If both of you wish to open the ancient passage left by your ancestors, you must assist me in fighting the Undead, form an Alliance, and counterattack Rolannar.”
“…Those Undead…
you long-bodied species really know how to cause trouble, no wonder the ancestors wanted to leave this world,” Kamoz recalled the sights he had seen here recently, his mustache twitching at the corners of his mouth.
Leon was not angry at the King of Wilderness’s complaints, continuing to patiently wait for the other’s response.
However, he did hear a cold snort from the little teacher in his heart.
“…These Helarnians still have the nerve to complain about others causing trouble?
…
If it weren’t for…”
Leon only heard Lola say half of it, before she seemed to puff up and fall silent.
Kamoz plopped back into his elevated chair, resting his hand on the head of his War Hammer, deep in thought, his eyes turning to Gao Limu, who remained silent.
Both Dwarf Kings understood clearly.
Steel Furnace Castle and Desolate Mountain City, the number of their clansmen was hardly plentiful, with each sending three thousand troops, a total of six thousand soldiers came a long way from the North just to “recruit people,” already being one-third of the entire population of the ancient descendants.
Fighting a few battles was feasible, but being pulled into a protracted war in a land far from their northern homeland posed too great a risk.
If in the end, they found out this little guy in front of them was just tricking them into fighting the Felu people’s war, spouting nothing but lies, what then?
“Lord Leon, we cannot risk the lives of countless clansmen based on your words alone.
“We’ve already done enough by rescuing you once; unless you can provide more credible evidence to prove your words are true,” Gao Limu’s expression remained unchanged, or perhaps it was simply difficult to discern any expression beneath that bearded face.
“I’ve already pointed out the location of the Realm Gate to you, and you have indeed found it, isn’t that enough?
If you stand by and let the Undead Calamity spread, no matter how far you hide, you will eventually be consumed by them,” Leon was somewhat dissatisfied.
“The future you speak of is too far off.
Besides, I believe that with the number of Felu people on the continent, you will eventually resolve this issue.
You might find it hard to accept, but for us, losing even one clansman is more severe than the sacrifice of a thousand Long Body Species,” the aged Gao Limu stubbornly remained unmoved.
Leon was at a loss, was he really going to reveal Lola’s existence publicly to these two Dwarf Kings?
But to be honest, even if he took them back to Avalon to summon Lola herself at the Mage Tower for a confrontation, would these two old dwarves believe him?
Hem had never met Illaril in the past, just based on a white-haired, gold-eyed appearance, how convincing could it be?
Leon fell silent, seeking guidance from Lola in his heart, unsure how to persuade these two Dwarf Kings.
Was he going to use the fact that he might die in battle, taking the secret of reopening the Realm Gate to the Underworld, to force them to stay and fight?
At this moment, the Ancient Furnace Guard Captain, who had been silently observing the map, suddenly tentatively interjected, “Lord Leon, is it enough if we just allow your army to retake Rolannar?”
Leon snapped back to reality and looked at the Helarnian remnant, “Of course, but as you can see, it is increasingly difficult for us to withstand the Undead onslaught on our own, which is why I need your army.”
“If you only need an opportunity to attack Rolannar and not reclaim all the land occupied by the Undead, then I do have a good idea.”
“What do you mean?” Leon was puzzled by the other party’s odd statement.
The two Dwarf Kings also looked at the elder.
Hem was a bit embarrassed, scratching his beard under the gazes of everyone, and said to King Gao Limu and King Kamoz, “…
We don’t necessarily have to go above ground to battle those skeletons, Your Majesties, think about how we got here.”
Leon’s eyes lit up instantly.
Yes!
He recalled from the ancient records of the Mage Tower that these dwarves were always good at tunneling.
And this dwarf army from the distant North, after tracking his whereabouts, traveled partly overland when encountering impassable or collapsed underground paths, primarily using ancient Helarnian Underground City networks and tunnels to finally reach the Sobonitz Domain.
If there was a direct underground route to Rolannar, why would they need to engage in a deadly battle with the Undead Army on the surface?
In his heart, Leon quickly questioned Lola about this possibility, only to have his hopes dashed by his little teacher.
“…
Unfortunately, the construction of the Pope Court, whether in the sky or underground, must go through my approval, and I have never allowed the Helarnians to establish tunnels under Rolannar, as these guys dig too much, inadvertently destabilizing the earth’s veins…” Lola shook her little head in his mind.
Leon was greatly disappointed upon hearing this.
Gao Limu glanced at the Felu people’s map, helplessly turning to remind Hem, “Elder, the underground network maps preserved in Steel Furnace Castle do not connect to the tunnels in the Rolannar region; it seems to be a void, with all the ancient mine paths bypassing it.”
Hem cleared his throat in front of his beard and looked a bit awkward.
But he then realized that the illegal activity was orchestrated by the upper echelons of the Edel Mining Chamber of Commerce back in the day, while he was just an unfortunate security chief of a branch mine path, what was there to be afraid of?
Besides, after over a thousand years, even the revered ones are gone; the big shots from the Pope Court can’t possibly emerge from the Dead Sea to hold him accountable.
Having figured it out, Hem looked at Leon, “Actually….
Lord Leon, do you remember when we left your territory, I took a detour to the main mine path?”
At that time, we reached the main mining station of the Chamber of Commerce and, in the vault…
ahem, no…
in the archive cabinet, we accidentally stumbled upon a mining route map from that time.”
Leon’s brow slightly relaxed,
he seemed to anticipate what the other party was about to say.
“The Edel Mining Chamber of Commerce once had a small mining path exploiting the Spiritual Vein Ore underground in the Rolannar region…ahem….
a small mine path….”
Leon seemed to hear a surprised pause from Lola, followed by a relieved chuckle.
“….Hehe….
a small mine path.”
Who knows.
If she’s angered by it.
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