Chapter 453: 452 Jinshan Mahakam

Chapter 453: 452 Jinshan Mahakam

Chapter 453 452. Jinshan Mahakam

Hineburgs architectural style adheres to the stereotype of dwarves

Hard and sharp edges.

It seems like these short guys never think about how painful it is if they stumble or hit a corner.

The overall temperament is thick and hard.

Lan, Regis, and Gede walked into the hall where the elders were.

There were a dozen dwarves standing guard on the left and right along the way.

Walking all the way into the hall, on top of the four angular steps, there is a throne that is completely integrated with the steps.

A dwarf with a beard hanging down to his thighs and a strong and thick beard divided into three braids was sitting on it, looking coldly at the three humans who walked in.

The first time Lan En saw this dwarf, he understood why he could cooperate with the Bear School.

The coldness in this guy's eyes is not out of disgust or irritability. He is very rational.

That is a kind of rational indifference.

If a dwarf like this comes into contact with people from the Bear School with a cooperative attitude, then there is a high probability that the negotiation can be successful.

"welcome."

Lence Ziva spoke the welcome words in a smooth voice.

The Bear School, which has been escaping from this mountain range for decades, has returned, which really makes our little place flourish.

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched.

Okay, this dwarf is just indifferent, but he still has emotions.

Your sarcasm will not make the conversation go any better, Elder.

But it makes me feel a little better.

He said "Comfort", but the dwarf elder's voice and expression did not change at all.

You broke the contract and left this mess here for decades. Ive been sick of it for decades.

Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, Lan En shrugged indifferently.

Let him go, anyway, he was scolding the old popsicles of the Bear School, and he and Gerd who were present also disliked that group of people.

Lence Ziva did not go on sarcastically, his sarcasm only ended in this paragraph.

"On your way here, my people should have told you that I will not be good to you."

Yes, yes. The dwarf elder nodded and then added. "But you should add the attribution that it is the largest gold producer for you humans."

And where is the real, largest gold vein in the world?

The smile on Lance Ziva's face gradually disappeared under the gazes of several people, and turned into a kind of indifferent indifference.

"Let me tell you, in Mahakam. To be precise, the iron ore in that mountain is nothing compared to the gold ore - that mountain is a veritable mountain of gold! Under a layer of rock on the mountain, all Its gold!

"Why has no human king ever dared to take action against Mahakam? Why are there only dwarven banks opening all over the world, witcher? Have you ever thought about this question?"

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched unconsciously during the dwarf elder's description, while Regis and Ged opened their mouths in unison.

If what Lens Ziva said is true, that means

As long as Mahakam is threatened and the dwarves feel that their tribe is about to be completely slaughtered, we will put all the gold we have dug out over the years on the market.

The dwarf elder said casually.

"By then, even your human farmers' hoes will be made of gold! This is no secret, so any human monarch with even the slightest foresight would never think of bringing an army to destroy Mahakam. So. Because it was Mahakam who controlled the outflow of gold and protected the finances of the entire continent."

Let me tell you again about the destructive effect on the existing financial system after a large amount of gold pours into the market, smart bear cub?

Lens Ziva sat on the throne and leaned forward, looking at the three humans.

That gesture seems to be saying: Are you sure you want to talk to me about money?

Ordinary dwarves may be short of money, but a dwarf elder who speaks on behalf of the entire dwarf community can mobilize an amount of gold that is unimaginable to most people.

There was a "pop" sound, and Lan En's palm wearing a studded leather glove slapped his forehead.

The witcher looked helpless.

Well, give me a task, the dwarf sitting on the golden mountain.

"Don't look at me like that. Do you expect me to be like the two at the back? I can't close my mouth just because I know your gold reserves? What does it have to do with you having money? I only focus on what I want. superior."

"Now I know, my high price is not convincing in front of you. So why go around in circles? Just take out that mess."

Witcher of the Bear School.

Lan pointed to himself.

Then he pointed to the dwarf elders on the throne.

You talk **** over and over again.

Youre almost going to slap me in the face with whatever you want to do.

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