Chapter 630: Surrender

"This is impossible!"

The dwarf Emaar roared uncontrollably.

"Is it other dwarf clans? No, absolutely impossible. How can we expect their brains made of stone to allow you orcs to pass through their territory!"

Emaar's face was full of disbelief.

"Oh, I can tell you something - it's not other dwarf clans, you can rest assured on this. They are really more principled than you in adhering to tradition? Of course, it can also be said to be pedantic."

The old orc Eugene didn't know who he was mocking.

"Then you are lying! Except for the dwarves' territory, there is no other way for the orcs to enter and exit the Aldor's territory!"

Both of Emaar's eyes turned red.

"Ah hahahaha!" Eugene laughed, "If that's the case, where did the products from Aldo on the grassland come from? And where did the specialties from the grassland in Aldo come from? How did it get over?"

"Human caravans and orc caravans, how did they enter each other's lands? Emaar, you don't think they flew past each other, do you?"

Emaar's eyes widened with shock on his face.

"You mean? Through the Watcher's Fortress? You...you are crazy!"

"How strong is that fortress, and how sophisticated are the Aldo troops stationed in it? If you want to attack there by force, you will definitely be beaten to death!"

Eugene smoothed his beard, narrowed his eyes and said, "Humph, I don't need to worry about it, Lord Emaar."

In fact, he was also murmuring in his heart, was the guarantee of the Gabera people reliable?

"Then...the [former] prince of the Stonemason clan, let's say goodbye here. The soldiers from the royal tent will go with me."

After saying that, Eugene turned around, opened the tent and was about to walk out.

"Wait!"

A low but clear shout stopped Eugene from leaving.

Eugene smiled with his back to Emaar, but quickly stopped.

He slowly turned around and looked at the dwarf he had abandoned.

"Is there anything else? Lord Yimar."

Because of the light, there were two masses of darkness in the eye sockets of Emaar, making it difficult to see his gaze clearly.

And the dwarf did not immediately answer Eugene's words.

The dwarf's body was trembling, and veins appeared on his bare, strong arms.

Eugene became a little worried, whether he had been stimulated too much.

Although dwarves are short in stature, they are a race known for their immense strength just like orcs.

There was no doubt that Emaar was a strong dwarf, even among dwarves, and Eugene, although once strong, had begun to decline physically.

If this simple-minded guy in front of me rushes over desperately...

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Eugene's forehead. Just when he was about to shout for his guards, the dwarf opposite put on an ugly smile.

"Oh, my friend!"

His tone was extremely tactful.

"Why can't we talk again, my friend."

Emaar raised his head, and Eugene saw his eyes clearly, which contained flattery, flattery, worry, and panic, but no hatred.

Eugene knew that he had succeeded, and his worries were finally relieved.

He didn't want to give up helping Ymar, he just wanted to force the dwarves to make greater concessions to the orcs.

He knew that the heart of the dwarf Emaar was not as strong as his appearance showed. The essence of this guy was that he was fierce but soft on the inside.

Now, the challenge to compete for the position of patriarch is about to begin. If Yimar alone is unable to win against the ten warriors sent by the current patriarch, he will never be able to win.

Therefore, he had to rely on the power of the orcs.

If Emaar refuses to compromise further with himself, he will face the Mason clan alone. With his courage, he can only escape in despair instead of challenging as agreed a few days ago.

He was originally a dishonorable expelled person, and now he has failed to challenge the promise. The name Emaar will completely become a word synonymous with shame in the entire dwarf race. It is estimated that parents will not know when naming their children. Use this name.

Yes, Eugene made a gamble, and although the odds of winning were high, it was still a gamble with a chance of losing.

And he won the bet.

"Look..." Yimar said in a tactful tone, "Tomorrow will be an important day for me. What conditions can you offer! I firmly believe that the territory of the Jiang clan will be the king's tent belt on the grassland. Comes with huge benefits.”

This guy immediately corrected himself, and just now Emaar was being arrogant to Eugene.

Eugene felt secretly happy. Although Emaar was now a lost dog, he was still the son of the former chief of the Craftsman clan.

This feeling of having the fate of a big man firmly in your own hands really gives people a huge sense of accomplishment.

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"Oh, Lord Yimar. I just remembered that although we have a way to pass through the Watcher's Fortress, it would be good to have another way to contain Aldo from the rear."

"Hahahaha, I'll just say it! I'll just say it!"

Emaar laughed happily, with joy in his voice.

"Of course, this makes people feel dispensable." Eugene's face became slightly serious again.

"Ah, yes. But this is just like wealth. Who would dislike more wealth?"

Ima was careful again.

"You are right, Lord Ima."

Old orc Eugene nodded, "Who would dislike his own wealth, but you must ensure that it is the wealth of [yourself]."

He aggravated his tone in the word [himself].

"What do you want to do?"

Ima shouted, "Introst with the Stone Clan clan? No! I must not promise this!"

"Oh, no no, no no, no no, no no, no!"

Eugene puts on, "The stonemith clan is still yours, Lord Yimar. But I think you should know the words such as protecting the country and affiliated countries?"

His expression became serious. "The stonemith clan will still retain a lot of independence. We will not intervene in things inside the clan, but in the outside world -not only human countries, but also including other dwarf clan Communication -need to be consistent with the Wang account. "

"This ... this ... this is still too much!"

Eugene saw hesitation from Ima's eyes.

"Is this not good? On the other side of the grassland, there are already many Ordo's original protection states to become the protection country of the king's account. Their people are still living in peace, and even most people don't know what happened."

"Ima, give full loyalty to Wang account! Think about it, the entire stonemith clan is waiting for your rule!"

The words of the old orcs are like the temptation of the devil, and repeatedly echoed in Ima's heart.

"I agree!"

He agreed.