My Players Are So Fierce

1758: 587.

Kings of the Brass Fortress – Extra Update for Brother “Little Rag Who Doesn’t Eat Fish” 【29/30】_2

1758: 587.

Kings of the Brass Fortress – Extra Update for Brother “Little Rag Who Doesn’t Eat Fish” 【29/30】_2

“This is difficult, Hog, you may need several tough conversations to convince them.”

“No, Lord, it’s not difficult.”

Hog followed behind the Lord and thoughtfully helped lift the scarlet cloak’s train to keep it from being soiled by dirt.

Walking forward in a servant-like manner, he said:

“I’ve learned many persuasion techniques from Sir Murphy.

I know how to persuade others, especially strangers…when there are no personal relationships interfering, I don’t even need to pay attention to their mood swings.

“By addressing the benefits upfront, hiding what they might lose, and magnifying what they might gain.”

“Their trust in me is not the main issue here.

Whether they are willing to continue enduring the suffering of the Black Disaster determines whether they will adopt our suggestion.”

“The troubles caused by the first four Black Disasters leave me with no doubt that this solution can take effect today.

The threat remains there and will not disappear just because they don’t believe me, whereas we offer a way to possibly dispel the threat.”

“Even if it’s just a ‘possibility,’ in the eyes of the rulers, it is worth a fortune.”

“Sir Murphy told me you have received wisdom enhancement from the creator.

I used to think it might just have boosted your spiritual energy perception, but now it seems the creator indeed granted you superior wisdom, and what’s most wonderful is that it’s an ability you already have, so you don’t need time to learn to harness it.”

The Lord praised:

“Conversing with you is like a breath of spring breeze, Hog.

If you weren’t a wolf person, you would become the continent’s best diplomat, a friend to every great figure.”

“Well, Lord, please don’t say that, I should be grateful I am a wolf person.”

Hog let out an odd laugh, saying:

“Otherwise I wouldn’t have the qualification to participate in such important events that directly change the course of history.

Professor Malcolm will be proud of me, for I will become one of his best students.”

“Hmm, that’s true.”

The Lord nodded without speaking further.

The two walked one behind the other into the tower guarded by dwarf sentinels ahead, boarding an “elevator” made with engineering machinery.

Amid the clatter of large gears, they ascended straight up and down a shaft from the high peak to the central position of the Brass Fortress.

While the fortress itself is a mountain, the term Brass Fortress does not refer to a specific building but rather to a series of fortress groups surrounding the fortress’s body.

Dwarves, as talented as they are, cannot completely hollow out a mountain; thus, the main body of the Brass Fortress is divided into seven layers, each serving different functions.

The lower four layers on the ground are all military zones, while the upper three layers comprise the throne hall of the supreme lord of the brass dwarves, the brass dwarves’ mineral company, and their population’s residential area and business district.

The number of people in the three major clans of dwarves is not large, and the Brass Dwarves, being the biggest clan, do not have more than two million.

Altogether, the dwarf population amounts to about five and a half million, a stark contrast to the over two hundred million human population, making them undeniably a minority race.

Of course, the number of humans in the continent’s central region is far less.

More than half of the two hundred million reside in the prosperous Kalem Ancient Country, which clearly disdains mingling with the bumpkins of the continent’s center at ordinary times.

Half of the Brass Dwarves live in the Brass Fortress and the nearby mountains, mainly because their mines are distributed around there, which makes the Brass Fortress the area with the highest population density on the continent.

When Lord Pa Ying and Hog stepped out of the elevator, they were immediately met by Banoc·Force of the Earth, one of the six defense generals of the Brass Fortress, who guarded the front with elite soldiers to escort the two “distinguished guests” near the throne hall.

Although it was called an escort, seeing the fierce looks of the dwarves, Hog knew these guys were targeting him.

He was utterly convinced that every dwarf in the city wanted to strangle him, but they couldn’t, and these elite soldiers before him had to honestly serve as his guards to prevent any real danger from befalling him here.

“Follow me!”

Banoc·Force of the Earth, marked by the dwarf’s characteristic thick beard, was a distinguished general and earnest Gaia Priest.

However, this guy had a unique fiery red beard that made him very conspicuous.

He first expressed respect to the Lord but coldly reprimanded Hog, and under their escort, the grand doors of the throne hall slowly opened, where Hadran·Hammer of the Earth, the supreme lord of the brass dwarves, awaited them on the warm throne.

This supreme dwarf lord held a two-handed warhammer filled with dwarven style, the sacred relic of the brass dwarves, “Gaia’s Power,” said to directly mobilize the power of the earth.

Throughout the past four Black Disasters, this hammer had killed at least one hundred thousand wolf people, making Hog feel profoundly awe-struck and intimidated when gazing at it.

But the hammer and its owner were not the focus today.

On four seats temporarily placed beside the supreme lord were psychic projections finely tuned and crafted by Earth Priests.

From left to right sat Elf King Quirion, Pharaoh Ptolemy XIX of the Sanghai Empire, King Louis IX of the Goldenrod Kingdom, and “Lupa” Her Majesty of the Nordtof Kingdom.