Chapter 598 Hollowed Out Mountain

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Whoa!

"Is this the Forge Castle?"

When the two walked out of the canyon, everything in front of them suddenly became clear, and it was already another field at a glance.

In front of Narant and the others, there was a vast and flat open space.

The size of this open space, compared with Narant's knowledge, is not inferior to the area in Maple Leaf City.

You must know that Maple Leaf City is a big city that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

In this open space, there are dense and messy stone houses scattered all over the place. From a distance, the smoke above the houses is shrouded in smoke, and the streets are crowded with people. A single figure makes a world of difference.

Of course, this is not the most shocking, the most shocking is in the back of the open space.

There is a towering peak of several hundred meters there. Although the distance is far away, in the eyes of Narant and others, they can still see that there are door openings on the peak.

"I have long heard that the dwarves' furnace castle was actually transformed from a mountain. It looks really spectacular. The dwarves hollowed out such a large mountain and transformed it into a living fortress!"

Luo Er stared blankly at the mountain in front of him. Rao was also shocked by the noble young master from the Blue Shield Empire.

Although Narant, a traveler, had seen many magnificent buildings in his previous life, he was also shocked by being there at the moment.

In fact, he had heard Old White talk about the wonders of the Forge Castle the night before.

The Forge Castle is named after this mountain.

Narant didn't know if the mountain was a volcano, but according to Old White, there was magma inside the mountain.

This is the biggest reason why the dwarves settled here.

Dwarves forge all kinds of weapons and equipment, and naturally they use stoves.

But here, they can rely on the high temperature of magma to forge weapons.

In this way, not only the temperature can reach the required height, but also the need to consume a lot of living resources can be avoided.

Moreover, the dwarves even hollowed out the entire mountain and built it into a huge fortress that could not only live in but also forge weapons.

Of course, the mountain is the core of the dwarves, and the dwarves who can live on it are also noble existences among the dwarves.

And other human beings or races who come, cannot enter privately if they are not invited.

Like Narant and their current activity area, that is, the wide gathering place in front of the mountain.

"Who are you?" Just as the two of them stared at the fortress in a daze, a group of heavily armed soldiers approached them not far away.

This team of guards wore heavy armored helmets, and the weapons in their hands were either sledgehammers or axes. Although there were only a dozen people, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Of course, if it weren't for the obvious flaws in the height of the guards, it would definitely look like the most intimidating army in Narant's heart.

Narant knew that these were the soldiers of the dwarves, and they were called so because of their height.

The height of these dwarves is no more than one meter five. In this world, even human serfs are all one meter seven or eight. They are really short.

However, short and short, these dwarves are extremely burly bodies, and the arms alone are equal to Narant's two thighs, or even wider.

Those knotted muscles, and the walking posture of holding a sledgehammer of more than 100 pounds as if nothing.

It can be said that this is the only humanoid creature that Narant has ever seen that can compare with barbarians.

Of course, these dwarves also have other signature appearances, which are big noses and long beards.

I don't know how many years the beard has accumulated, which is comparable to the length of the hair of Little Loli and others.

"Guards of the dwarves, we are a caravan from the Holy Alliance. We came to Forge Castle to buy some weapons and equipment."

Rolle also looked hard for a moment, and then replied with a smile.

"Which empire do you come from!" Obviously, these dwarves are accustomed to the arrival of the human caravan. They didn't say anything else, but naturally asked about the origin.

"We are from the Blue Shield Empire!"

"Blue Shield Empire? Then please come in. Also, I hope you can abide by the laws of our Forge Castle. You are not allowed to fight at will, and you can't do things that harm dwarves!"

"no problem!"

After talking to the dwarf, Rolle gestured towards Narant, and then the two led the team towards the gathering place in front.

Soon, their group came to the outside of the gathering place. To Narant's surprise, he saw many ordinary humans.

"Narant, don't be surprised. Although the Forge Castle is far away from the Alliance, because the weapons they forged are the best in the entire continent, many empires have arranged stations and staff here."

"In addition, many large caravans also have their bases here."

"So it is!" Narant nodded, and it was really beneficial to follow Rolle. Although this guy was here for the first time, he knew more about these common senses than him.

Even because of the time interval and the level of identity, there are many things that even Old White did not understand clearly.

After getting Rolle's real name, Narant and Old White also discussed that Rolle's status in the Holy Continent should not be low.

Just the surname of a Blue Shield shows that he is a member of the royal family of the Blue Shield Empire.

Whether it is the direct bloodline of the king of the empire or not, he can be regarded as the top noble young master of the Holy Alliance.

Following Rolle through the streets, Narant did not ask about the final destination, but kept observing the appearance on both sides of the street.

This dwarf really deserves to be a race that is born to forge iron. The most shops in this gathering area are blacksmith shops. Every few tens of meters, there is a blacksmith shop.

The burly dwarf blacksmiths waved the hammers in their hands to keep hitting the iron ore, knocking the red iron blocks into sparks. If it was at night, the effect should be similar to the fireworks.

Of course, Narant's focus was not on the appearance of these dwarves forging iron, but on the long swords hanging in front of their shops.

Narant clearly saw that many of these iron swords should be Mithril swords. Although the handles were rough, they were no different from those used by the Holy Knights of the Church.

Seeing these mithril long swords, Narant's heart was hot. Judging from this situation, these mithril swords should not be scarce here.

But if they were transported back to the Sacred Continent, they would be precious weapons of absolute quality.

In addition to the large number of blacksmith shops, the second feature of this dwarf gathering place is naturally the tavern. Some of these taverns are simple, some are luxurious, and the number is only one or two percent less than the blacksmith shop.

However, no matter which tavern he passed by, Narant could see that the tavern was full of dwarves.

The dwarves all drank heavily from wooden cups, their broad noses were flushed red, and their large beards kept shaking.