Chapter 25 Two Princes
The brutal killing at the entrance of the Dwarfs' cave had stopped.
Some Dwarf Warriors, who were covered in blood, held onto the wall and forced themselves to walk the cave. They could finally see their savior!
"Pure-blooded Elves, Blackleaf Forest's Elves?"
"Why are they here?" One Dwarf said, shocked.
A Dwarf Warrior with short stature and was gorgeously dressed, raised his eyebrows, and said, "They're Elves from Border Town. You didn't patrol outside, so you didn't know an Elven Prince had come to town…"
"Why would a pure-blooded Elven Prince come to such a place?"
"He's at the borders of Blackleaf Forest. This Elven Prince is so careless. Isn't he afraid that he will be caught by evil people?" Someone sighed with worry.
"How would I know?" There was a trace of envy in Odom's words. He was right.
Because in terms of bloodline, William was the Prince among the Blackleaf Elves!
The royal bloodline of the Blackleaf Forest was extremely rare, and there were many who died in battle. In addition, the Elves belonged to the species with long lives and because their breeding power was very worrying, they did not pay much attention to seniority. Basically, as long as the Elven King did not die, other descendants with royal blood would all be crowned as princesses or princes!
Any princess and prince also had the right to inherit the throne!
The key was to see their influence and support rate, as well as the will of the Elven King.
But unfortunately, William's father was a Human…
He was the prince of the Blackleaf Elves in terms of bloodline. Even to the 500 private soldiers, he was treated like a little prince of sorts.
However…
He did not have real status!
Odom had decided that William was an Elven Prince.
This was because he had secretly observed and saw how respectful the 500 Elven guards were to him. This was enough to show that William was the prince of the Elves!
Only with the dignity of the Elves' royal family would other Elves bow their heads respectfully.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean by saying that he was so careless to come here?" Odom looked unhappy and after speaking, turned around while holding his hammer.
The Dwarf Warrior who had spoken earlier, kept quiet and looked at the walls of the cave as if he wanted to use his fingers to pull out some mythril…
Because Odom was also of royal blood and was the last heir of the royal family of Lonely Mountain!
The last king of Lonely Mountain, Odom Heavyhammer!
Perhaps the people in this era had long forgotten the last name Heavyhammer. But in the past, this last name was even more dazzling than the Elves. It was far from comparable to the surnames of the seven Dwarf kingdoms.
However, the Dwarfen civil war broke out after the fall of Odello Heavyhammer, the king of Lonely Mountain.
The Dwarfs, who were truly loyal to the descendants of the Lonely Mountain's king, were seriously wounded, so they could only escape with their young prince.
And the Dwarfs who had started the war claimed that they chose a king 'regretfully' because they could not find the real heir of the royal bloodline.
As for who had started this civil war?
At least half of the seven Dwarf kingdoms were involved…
But even if there were many fierce battles among the elegant and arrogant Elves, they would always make the Dwarfs feel that they were too delicate and should not come to such a dangerous place…
As for the Dwarfs with rough skin and thick flesh?
Of course, they could go anywhere…
"Remember, don't reveal my last name. From now on, my last name will be Hammer. Odom Hammer, Blacksmith Grandmaster!" Odom said decisively when he saw that Lautner had finally defeated the pale Orc.
The other Dwarf Warriors nodded. The situation was very clear now.
The Elven Prince from Border Town came to help and not only were they going to repay them with the mythril ore mine, but Odom had other plans…
While they were talking about it here… The one on one battle had ended.
Lautner fought hard with his method of inflicting injury and furiously cut off the pale Orc's head.
"He died?" The Orcs were stunned.
"Oh, sh*t!" A Berserker Orc saw the surrounding Elves and threw down the weapons in his hands. He skillfully picked up a pickaxe from the ground, he waved it around several times. It felt good in his hands, so he made a pretense to dig the ground.
When the other Orcs saw this, they immediately put down their weapons and looked around, as if the pale Orc had nothing to do with them.
William wanted to laugh when he saw this scene…
But the arrogant Elven guards did not allow him to laugh…
So, he closed his mouth and slowly walked up to Lautner, who had his back towards him.
Lautner's long sword was touching the ground, his hands resting lightly on the hilt, as he looked at the Orcs in a domineering manner, his strong aura showing…
"Revolt, or surrender!" William said in a deep, loud voice, with no expression on his face!
"Surrender!"
"We surrender…" The Orcs knelt down one after another, showing that they were submitting!
According to the experience of Orcs fighting with the Elves, they knew that the Elves did not usually kill captives, only enemies who ran away or disobeyed. The other captives were to be miners, at worst!
As for the best treatment?
The head of the fellow miners…
But there was nothing wrong with being a miner. There was always a chance of escaping.
It was a little impossible for them to live it up, but it was enough that they were not going to die immediately.
The most important thing was that Lautner put too much pressure on them.
The pale Orc that they once looked up to was easily killed by Lautner, and his head was trampled under Lautner's feet.
This was enough to bring great pressure to the Orcs.
Orcs liked to submit to the strong, just like when they became a clan under the Great Dragon with the pressure of dying at any time.
After all, even if they wanted to run, they would have a chance. This was a forest…
"Disarm all of them, take off all their armor, and take them to the iron ore mine!" William waved his hand and Nox instructed the Elven guards to take the group away.
Subsequently.
He turned to look at the Dwarfs at the mouth of the cave and smiled. "Dwarf friends, I hope my rescue is timely!"
Odom Heavyhammer's affinity +188
Peter Boulder's affinity +230
Rhone…
William saw a series of affinities. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled smugly.
Anyway.
If he had not led the Elven army to rescue them, the Dwarfs would have been blocked in the mine and brutally killed by the Orcs.
It was self-evident in the affinity.
But it was a pity.
Unexpectedly, there was no favorable affinity for William!
William's mouth twitched and he looked carefully at the new information. There really wasn't any faction affinity…
What did this mean?
This prince, who had no status, was still guessing when he suddenly saw the first person to increase his affinity…
Odom Heavyhammer. He only increased 188 points. As his savior, he only gave him a mere 188 points?
Did he not know that a normal NPC's friend value was 1000 points?
"Heavyhammer???" William suddenly widened his eyes. He looked at the information again and then at the fellow among the Dwarfs who was slightly more eye-catching.
He had a head of golden hair, a resolute and handsome face, with a height of 1.55 meters. He was even holding a familiar hammer, with electric currents swirling around it…
"Hiss…" William sucked in a breath. He could not help admiring the producers of this game. Were they not afraid to receive a lawyer's letter from Marvel?
But he still walked over with a smile, and instead of hitting the Dwarf on the head, patted his shoulders slowly, and said, "Who's the leader here?"
Odom Heavyhammer glanced at the slender palm on his shoulders before looking up at William. "Odom Hammer, I'm their leader!"
William thought for two seconds. "William Blackleaf, is there anything I can help with?"
"We suffered heavy losses from the Orcs' attack. I decided to lead all the Dwarfs under me to join Border Town to seek protection. I wonder if Your Royal Highness would welcome us?"
"Of course. Welcome, the eternal friends of Elves." William smiled.
Prince?
Because of these three words, he would take in this underling!
