"Ah!" Ruixue was frightened and exclaimed. She looked at Wenyu apologetically and said, "brother, I think it's too simple. I almost pushed you to the top of the storm and even implicated the whole cage family. It's my bad!" although Ruixue sympathized with the dwarves and elves, she cared more about everyone in Wenyu and cage family and wouldn't do anything to save the dwarves and elves, Push Wenyu and cage's family under the butcher's knife of the Holy See. People are selfish, and Ruixue is no exception. On the contrary, she is more selfish than ordinary people and cherishes this warm family given by God.
After listening to Ruixue's words, ivandka wanted to cut off his tongue and ask others for help. He also told him that it was very dangerous to help. If not, it would destroy the whole family. Only such a simple minded guy could do such a stupid thing.
Seeing Elvin Deka's regretful look, Wen Yu almost couldn't help laughing. "People say Jiang is old and hot, but how can this old guy live more and more simply. Hey hey, it seems that the whole dwarves are simple and lovely, and he will never suffer losses when dealing with these people." although Wen Yu admires Comrade Lei Feng, he doesn't have Comrade Lei Feng's fearless spirit, so when considering some things, even the event of the dwarves exterminating the family, He will also put his own interests first.
The words were out, and ivandka could only harden his head and explain: "Wenyu, if the Holy See knows that you are helping us, a small race that is on the verge of extinction, it will certainly be difficult for you. So it is very dangerous for you to help us. However, we can hide it from the Holy See. When our strength grows, we will not have to be afraid of the Holy See. Moreover, you and Ruixue are special. If your secret is discovered by the Holy See, the Holy See will be happy I won't let you go. And we dwarves and Elves will definitely do everything possible to protect your safety and fight the Holy See together. So helping us is also helping yourself. "
"It's smarter than I thought to be able to distinguish interests." Wen Yu smiled to himself, then stretched his eyebrows and said: "Old bastard, your friendship with my grandfather is very special. I can't sit idly by just looking at your friendship, so I'll try my best to help you. But - you must give me three years. No matter what happens in these three years, you can't disturb me. And you should do everything possible to improve your combat strength in these three years. I'm sure once the holy see that you have Signs of recovery will definitely trouble you without hesitation, so you must be ready to fight. I don't want to see a group of waste people who have no strength to bind chickens. As the saying goes, it's better to ask others than yourself. What I can help you is to guide you to a way of survival. Whether you can get out of the dilemma depends on whether you want to save yourself. "
Ivan Deka's dark face showed a trace of blush. Could it be that: "we dwarves are recognized masters in the mainland. It's reasonable to say that it's very simple to improve combat effectiveness, as long as we don't fall behind in cultivation and equip ourselves with superior weapons and equipment as much as possible. Can -- can --"
"But you don't have enough money, do you?" Wenyu asked.
"Hey, hey, you're right." Evan Deka laughed. "We are oppressed by humans. It's good to maintain a three meal meal. I'm not boasting. I'm rich in the dwarf tribe."
"How much money do you have?" Wen Yu asked with great interest.
Elvin Deka, who was already short, was a little shorter and replied weakly: "there are only a dozen gold coins! It's difficult for a skillful woman to make bricks without rice. She doesn't have money to buy ore materials, so what if she has advanced forging skills. Alas, the forging skills of the younger generation of dwarves have been worse from generation to generation, because there are not enough materials for them to learn."
"A dozen gold coins are rich people. You are really poor." Wen Yu said with a bitter smile: "Well, I'll provide you with funds. No, I'll provide you with building materials. In a few days, I'll ask people from the Merson chamber of Commerce to come to you and discuss with you. At the same time, you dwarves should cooperate with the elves, complement each other and develop together. You should integrate into each other as much as possible, and strive to unite your strength into a rope to jointly resist the Holy See. If there are other races, the difficulties you face are different from you Almost, you can trust them, or you can invite them to join. Many people have great power! "
Ivandka was a little excited and waved his fist: "With the building materials provided by Merson chamber of Commerce, our combat equipment must be several times better than that of the Holy See. There are many small races persecuted by the holy see in the magic continent, but it is difficult to unite them. Each race has its own beliefs. If you and Ruixue were not special, how could I find you and trust you so much."
"Try your best. But you should remember that soldiers are more refined than more. If you pull some useless races, it will drag your legs. By the way, you must make what I need in the evening of three days. I need it urgently!"
"No problem, it's on me!" elvendka promised, patting his chest. "I also hope to make these things as much as possible and see how you make wine with them. I wonder if you're teasing me. Can these strange things really make wine?"
"I said, never use your brain to infer what I can do, otherwise you will be curious to death." Wen Yu joked, then looked at Ruixue nearby and asked, "Ruixue, what do you think?"
Ruixue looked up at Wenyu's eyes and said carefully, "brother, don't be angry if you ask you something. It doesn't matter if you don't answer."
Wen Yu immediately knew what Ruixue wanted to ask and said with a smile, "do you want to ask why the old bastard said that I am as special as you? Do you want to know why my identity is special? I've been hiding this from you for fear of you worrying blindly. In fact, I'm the same person as you who was judged as cursed by the Holy See."
Ruixue was shocked by the word curse. She couldn't help exclaiming, "brother, you also have a curse!"
"Well," Wen Yu nodded indifferently, "curse? Ha ha, shit curse, it's not what the Holy See said. Do you still believe that you are carrying a curse?"
Ruixue nodded, shook her head again, and said ambitiously, "if what elder ivandka said is true, my black hair is not a curse, but a lie maliciously fabricated by the Holy See to eradicate the elves. But if it is not a curse, why would my relatives --" Ruixue didn't say anything, but her eyes have turned red.
Wenyu did not ask. He was sure that Ruixue's relatives died inexplicably because of the curse, but were killed, because Ruixue's black hair had nothing to do with the curse. Although he didn't ask, Wen Yu has engraved this matter in his heart. When the time is ripe, he will try his best to avenge Ruixue.
Wen Yu patted Ruixue on the back and comforted: "Ruixue, the old bastard won't lie to you. Your black hair is not a curse at all. There is a huge golden mantra pattern on my upper body. Grandpa said that it is recorded in some ancient books that people with this mantra pattern will turn into demons and turn the magic land into hell on earth in the future, so I don't dare to bare my upper body during training. And the old bastard said the curse on me Wen is a mysterious totem of the dwarves. It's not a shit curse at all. "