Chapter 602 The Dwarf King Is a Fighting Madman

In the Zephyr Continent, there are several types of people who are the most troublesome: profit-seeking villains; capricious scoundrels, sanctimonious hypocrites, and fighting lunatics.

Unfortunately, the Dwarf King falls into the last category.

Moreover, what makes me even more speechless is that the several sturdy young men behind the Dwarf King, um, the sons of the Dwarf King, actually had the same expression as the Dwarf King.

Fortunately, Princess Aurora did not take out her fighting tools, nor did she have that aching expression of eagerness to try.

By the way, Princess Aurora seems to be a dwarf magician.

While waiting for the Dwarf King's weapons with everyone else, I suddenly discovered that among the many sons behind the Dwarf King, there seemed to be a familiar figure missing.

He loves to brag, is very proud, and is also a fat man.

He is Princess Aurora's brother, Stilwell.

I slapped Princess Aurora's shoulder (her arms were too low and would attract attention) and asked, "Where is your brother?"

"They are all here." Princess Aurora tilted her head and said, "Is there any problem?"

"Hey, I'm not talking about your brothers, I'm talking about the fat one who brags."

"Oh, you are talking about brother Stilwell." Princess Aurora smiled and said, "Father has already 'married' him away."

"Ah?" I widened my eyes and was shocked: "'Marry' him? He is a man, and he is also a prince of the dwarves!"

Princess Aurora giggled and said, "Yes, she is married. It's quite incredible."

"It's really unbelievable," I said expressionlessly, "It's simply unbelievable."

"Actually, it's like this," Princess Aurora whispered: "Brother Stilwell was rewarded with a lot of money by his father for his contribution to picking Saladica, but he didn't have a position. He felt aggrieved, so he He publicized his "great achievements" among the neighbors. However, due to his habit of bragging, almost no one believed him. Now, he was unhappy and thought that his publicity was not strong enough, so he spent money to hire many people. , began to brag about his achievements in a big way. In fact, it was nothing at first. But as time went by, the neighbors got annoyed and went to the palace to report, saying that the third prince was disturbing the people. Father, he happened to receive the report at this time. I was invited to a banquet by a certain goblin noble, so I took my third brother to the appointment, and at the banquet, I selected a girl to be my third brother's fiancée, and 'married' her the next day."

"Ah, I generally understand it, but I don't quite understand the word 'marry'." I wondered: "Why don't you say Stilwell 'marries' instead of 'marrying' him?"

"Our dwarves have a rule like this." Princess Aurora blinked and said, "To marry means to bring the girl back to live with the man's parents; to marry means to bring the boy to live with the girl's parents. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

Hey, without that little fat man, a lot of fun is missing.

Just when I was thinking this, David suddenly asked the dwarf king, "Why don't you ask your little fat guy to come over? These battles may make your little fat guy fall in love with the adventurer profession."

The dwarf king shook his head, sighed, and said: "He is not an adventurer at all. How many times have you seen him hold a warhammer? How many times have you seen him hold a sword?"

"Maybe, he doesn't like those cold weapons. How about calling him here and letting him try driving a puppet?" David raised his eyebrows and said, "I have wanted to say this for a long time."

"With his size, come on." The dwarf king covered his face and said, "I wonder how I, who was so handsome and handsome, gave birth to such a guy. With the same body type, he is as fat as two of us. He can eat and eat. Just play, but you can’t use weapons to clear dungeons!”

Speaking of this, the dwarf king almost burst into tears.

David also turned his head to the side, but I could clearly feel from his expression that this guy was not feeling uncomfortable at all, but was gloating about his misfortune.

Damn it, I thought he wanted to reunite the Dwarf King and his family, but who would have expected that he actually took the opportunity to complain about the Dwarf King’s shameful points. This Goblin King is so evil!

Not long after, the dwarf king's weapons were carried over by several dwarves panting.

I looked out and saw it was a war hammer.

The warhammer is very big, two times larger than an ordinary warhammer.

The hammer handle is very short, almost like an ax handle.

However, the whole body is silvery white, shining with metallic luster.

"This is a warhammer made of mithril," the Dwarf King said as he went into battle, "It was passed down from my family."

Made of mithril?

I frowned and took the sword from Dewey again. While confronting him, I said secretly: "This sword is made of fine steel, and it is a bit like the material of low-grade fine steel. It is not as strong as mithril." It has passed several levels, and if there is a head-on collision, one round will be discounted.”

Oh, trouble, trouble.

Just as he was thinking about it, the dwarf king shouted: "I'm going to get fucked!"

After shouting, white light bloomed all over his body, which was much more solid than the white light around Harold who had fought against him before.

A few steps away, I could clearly see that the white light was like a thick layer of clothing worn on the dwarf king. As the dwarf king moved, it created a small section of illusory light and shadow.

His pace was fast, and the war hammer in his hand came harder. The moment before he dropped the hammer, I almost jumped away.

The angular hammer head hit the ground hard, and the hard underground rock formation was instantly cracked by his hammer. At the same time, the white light was like a shock wave spreading out, hitting me hard.

Fortunately, I dodged in time. If I had resisted or been hit, I would have ended badly.

I wiped off the cold sweat and thought to myself.

The Dwarf King is fast and powerful, and judging from his layer of white light and the muscles all over his body, it is certain that his defense must not be weak.

Although my strength is far inferior to his, my speed is fast enough to crush him.

So, I decided to use my strengths to attack his weaknesses.

Moving at a fast speed and attacking at a fast speed are my current methods.

The blade of low-grade stainless steel slashed at the dwarf king's body, making soft sounds one after another. Soon, there were more than a dozen superficial wounds sparkling with blood on the dwarf king's skin.

However, looking at the expressions of the dwarf king and the expressions of his many sons, it seemed that they did not glare at me because of this, and even did not take it seriously at all!

The dwarf king struck out with his hammer and pushed me back a few steps. He suddenly laughed and said, "You are so fast. You can cut me down very fast. I like it very much. Hahahaha, but your strength is too small. Also, why don't you use the black mist when dealing with the puppet? Do you think I'm not qualified? Or are you afraid of hurting me? It doesn't matter, you can use it as long as I beat you happily, no matter how serious the injury is, I won't blame you ,Ha ha ha ha!"