Through the huge steel arch, the crowd continued to follow the dwarf.

Holding a torch, Boris walked alone in the front, and didn't seem to plan to have too much contact with black haired wizards and others; The cautious Lucian guarded the end of the team, and his right hand never left the hilt at his waist for a moment.

The road is getting darker and darker, there are more and more tombs on both sides, and the air is becoming more and more gloomy and cold... In the underground where there is no sun all year round, the cold will only be "longer" and more difficult than the broken boundary mountain covered with ice and snow.

The atmosphere gradually began to become depressed.

"Why did he promise to help you?"

The oath Knight suddenly opened his mouth. Although he didn't say it clearly, he had "said" the answer with a deliberately lowered voice and a straight look ahead.

Lauren was slightly stunned and sighed gently.

"Because they were cheated." the black haired wizard also lowered his voice, and the small voice ensured that only the oath Knight nearby could hear:

"The dwarf leader of silver helmet mountain mistakenly believed in fascism and believed that as long as he could destroy the Principality of Byrne with centaurs, Byrne and even the Empire could be forced to join the war, and then caused the war between the dwarves and Byrne through the pride of the dwarf supreme king and our misunderstanding."

"Therefore, the supreme king will fight on two lines at the same time, and the Yunling kingdom will be torn apart. The silver helmet mountain dwarves can take the opportunity to win over other fortresses, isolate the supreme king at the peak of the cloud, unify the whole Yunling Kingdom - and weaken the Empire and lay a foundation for their next invasion."

Looking at the oath knight with a frown, Loren couldn't help smiling: "this is what he told me. There must be concealment, but... There should be no lie."

"So this is the purpose of fascism, to destroy Boye, Bain, Yunling Kingdom... Weaken the Empire?"

The oath Knight frowned more and more tightly, and it was difficult to understand the meaning: "I am not proficient in war, but can I really do it?"

"It's hard to say, but I think for the dwarves of silver helmet mountain, they must think they can do it." with some emotion, Loren looked up at the huge and indescribable steel arch and the boundless track under his feet:

"For them, the weapons and equipment provided to the Centaur may not even be leftover materials - there is no more cost-effective business than exchanging a pile of scrap iron for two enemies who have suffered heavy casualties and are on the verge of collapse."

What a "trench gas" race.

Thinking of the black haired wizard here, he couldn't help sighing and smiled helplessly at himself.

Aren't the "routine template" walkers like themselves generally engaged in farming, developing steam engines and internal combustion engines, promoting the industrial revolution, and then drowning their opponents in the vast ocean of steel and gunpowder with endless resources?

Why do you have to rush to the shelves when it's your turn, and immediately face two extremely difficult opponents and an enemy who has been farming for hundreds of years and can't dig?

Feeling the cold track under his feet, Loren's eyes shifted to the walls and corridors on both sides, and the inexplicable familiar illusion hit again.

Yes, it's not that it's very similar to eboden's sewer;

It's eboden's sewer, built entirely in imitation of the dwarf's mine.

Eboden's sewer is the end of the first generation. The followers of "wearing hat Logan" built it to hide the nine pointed star Holy Grail;

In the second generation, Duke Byrne gave Mithril to the royal family and the church as a symbol of tribute and submission;

In the sixth generation, the Empire officially resumed normal trade with the dwarves. At the same time, the church listed the secret silver as a holy cross, and smuggling and trafficking were strictly prohibited;

Silver helmet mountain, the earliest secret silver mine in the world and the birthplace of dwarves, can be traced back to the era of the Dragon kingdom;

Loren felt closer and closer to the truth and the purpose of fascism.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about."

The oath Knight suddenly shook his head, looked at Loren and said, "in this war, don't you notice... Anything wrong?"

Something's wrong?

The dark haired wizard's eyebrows jumped.

"Francis... One month after he left the red blood castle, when I was at the peak of the cloud, I had not heard the news of the Centaur launching the invasion war, and there was no difference from the silver helmet mountain."

The words of the oath Knight echoed in the dark, with a faint confusion: "when I left the cloud peak, I heard the news that the Centaur had defeated Archduke Laslo Varna near the Gobi."

"If he deceived the dwarves of the silver helmet mountain and let them start a rebellion during this period... Where did he get the time to encourage the Centaurs to rush to invade the Principality of Boyi?"

"He could not have been here before, because he was still in the red blood castle and secretly instigated governor Bain to prepare for the heretical rebellion; he could not have been after, because the Centaur had been armed from the silver helmet mountain and defeated Archduke Varna."

"In this short time difference of 20 days, Francis... How did he complete all this layout?"

The dark haired wizard was silent immediately.

"Maybe... They're lying. Supporting the Centaur was their own plan, but it was used by the fascists." in the dark, Loren twitched his throat and said a speculation that he didn't even believe:

"Now they are aware of the problem, so they want to put all the responsibility on fascism?"

"This seems to make sense... But there is still a question." the oath Knight continued: "how did the Centaur and the dwarves of silver helmet mountain reach an alliance?"

"The two sides are far apart, and there is the Principality of Boyi in the middle. Even if they can avoid the eyes and ears of the Grand Duke of Boyi and the night watchman, what way will the dwarves win the trust of the Centaur?"

Loren did not answer, and the knight of the oath did not continue to ask.

The atmosphere in the dark is becoming more and more heavy and depressing.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure it out." the knight of the oath said to himself, "so I thought of the power gained by Francis after he became an apostle of evil gods."

"In eboden, I saw him escape the attack of imperial soldiers; in the glacier wasteland, he found the way to niederhogg alone... And then he came back from death again and again."

"I wonder if the power of fascism... Has something to do with time?"

The dark haired wizard's eyes widened sharply.

Looking at the contemplative expression of the oath knight, he suddenly recalled Asriel's warning... "The more you understand the power of the black cross, the more impossible it is to defeat him".

While Loren was thinking about how to remind the oath knight, a dull crash suddenly sounded!

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

It's like some kind of footsteps coming from the dark.

The four alert men stopped at the same time and stared at the darkness in front of them.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The sound is getting louder and closer!

Four people gathered almost at the same time; The dwarf Boris who walked in front took out the short handled halberd, while Lucian threw the torch directly to the ground and the double swords came out of their scabbard!

"What the hell is that?!"

The murmuring gray pupil licked his chapped lips, vigilantly maintained the posture of sprinting at any time, and the green tendons of his hands holding the sword were exposed.

He raised his head and just wanted to ask the dwarf, but he saw that the black haired wizard behind him had widened his eyes, completely absorbed and alert.

"Mr. Boris mihalo, I have a little question for you." Loren, who clenched his teeth and opened the "beyond perception", forced his calm face to be slightly ferocious:

"You said... Those wandering in the mines are generally the poor people who owe and commit crimes in the fortress and are called 'Vagrants', right?"

The dwarf looked surprised and clenched his teeth: "that's right."

"I remember you said that as long as we don't provoke them, they won't provoke us?"

"It should be... That's right." his frightened and nervous expression made his words very unconvincing.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The voice was getting closer and closer. It was obviously aimed at four people.

"Really..." Lauren held the bright silver in his hand and put it in front of him:

"Well, I suggest you forget it as soon as possible."