Chapter 70 - His majesty the pope who spreads the holy light (13) (2/2)

“What do you know?” Lu Heng asked.

Kukuwei was a wise man. Seeing Lu Heng’s calm and peaceful expression, he knows that the white-robed priest in front of him should also be an insider.

“Brian, for the next conversation, please wait outside the door. No eavesdropping.” Kukuwei said to the dwarf.

“Kukuwei, you can’t be like this to your friends. I’ll keep it a secret. Can’t you trust me?” Brian shouted angrily.

“I can’t trust your dwarven big mouth and dragon-like simple thinking.” Kukuwei mercilessly taunted him.

“You are insulting the copper-bearded dwarves, who never betray their friends!” Brian’s loud voice messed up Kukuwei’s parchment pile in the corner.

“What do you say about the giant dragon race?” Ionas, who had been silent for a long time, acting as a background signboard, finally could not help it.

The scene was a bit confusing.

Ionas’s temper was worse than dwarves, but he was more amiable than the dwarf, because of Lu Heng.

Lu Heng just squeezed his hand, and while the dwarf and goblin were too busy bickering to pay attention to this side, he said softly, “Our goblin friend is praising you for your frankness, and I really like that as well.”

Ionas did not care at all aboutt first half of this sentence, but after hearing the second half, his mouth could not avoid curling up: “You have good eyesight, as good as mine.”

The dwarf over there was not so easy to pacify. He was stubborn and fiercely quarreled with the goblin engineer as if he was going to blow up. The scene was starting to spiral out of control.

“Brian, I have a way to make sure you don’t accidentally tell the secret, just I am unsure if you will want that?” Lu Heng interjected.

“No problem, I trust you!” The dwarf slammed his chest without even asking Lu Heng what his method was.

“I can implant in your mind a mental divine spell that won’t do you any harm. The only effect is that when you are about to reveal it deliberately or unconsciously, you will instantly forget it entirely.”

“What are we waiting for? It’s perfect.” Brian had not considered the danger of this magic at all. In his opinion, friends would not harm him.

Afterwards.

Lu Heng said to Kukuwei, “It won’t be a problem.”

“Time is precious, so I won’t talk nonsense. The army of the dead will come to this continent through the portal of death, which was the last message that Master Locke sent back to the goblins.” Kukuwei said.

“This is the prophecy left by the gods. How did Master Locke know that? Was Master Locke the God of the Goblins?” Lu Heng asked.

Kukuwei shook his head. “We goblins don’t believe in God. We only believe in knowledge. In your view, God is omniscient and will not make mistakes. But from the goblin’s point of view, there is still much room for improvement in Master Locke’s theory, and there are many mistakes to be corrected. So Master Locke is the most creative engineer and a great inventor, but he isn’t the God of the goblin race.

“The Thunder’s Wrath was made of a new alloy developed by Master Locke, who fought as an accompanying technician of the forging God in that battle. Naturally, he learned this prophecy from the mouths of the gods, not to mention that the result of the prophecy was also related to the goblins.” Kukuwei continued.

Lu Heng felt a little strange: “Why was the participation of goblins in the war mentioned in any of the history books, or even in the mouth of bards?”

“Because the goblins only fought with Master Locke,” Kukuwei did not shy away from anything. “We goblins have no fighting power, only our proud brains. We rely on our own knowledge to assist those who are fighting in the front.”

Brian affirmed Kukuwei’s words: “The dwarf craftsmen and goblin engineers who stayed behind at that time jointly built a large number of weapons for the army of living, improved the technology of weapon materials, and invented some new weapons in the late war- all of this came from the magical brain of the goblin engineers.”

With the combination of Kukuwei and Brian, Lu Heng gradually reconstructed the history that had been submerged in the deep river of time.

In the era of the gods, the goblins were a queer race. They did not believe in gods, nor did they have Gods. Only the simple-minded dwarves were willing to accept a heretic race without faith. Thus, for a long time, goblins co-existed with dwarves. The goblins had great creativity, and the dwarfs had exquisite craftsmanship to turn the goblins’ creativity into real objects. The two complementary races had always been the most suitable and loyal partners for each other.

Until moment, when the army of the dead invaded, the powerful race of the dwarves sent all the strong fighters to the battlefield. Only the black-bearded dwarves guarded the dwarf craftsmen and goblin engineers left behind. What the dwarfs did not expect was that the black-bearded dwarf clan was a rare, ambitious clan among the dwarfs.

They tried to control all the goblins in their own hands, seize all the technology of the goblins, and thus rule the whole dwarf race. Goblins and dwarf craftsmen who had made good friends with them had no resistance in front of the powerful black bearded dwarf warriors. The panicked goblins don’t want to be slaves from then on. With the help of dwarf craftsmen, the goblins fled back to their homeland, the Underground Kingdom, and closed all the entrances to the Underground Kingdom.

The dwarf craftsmen left behind did not realize that the ambitious clan, in order to conceal what they had done, would point the butcher’s knife at their own people. The dwarf craftsmen who stayed behind died not in the hands of the army of the dead, but from the blade of their own clan.

Ironically, after all this, the ambitious leader did not have time to continue his campaign to rule the dwarves or even the whole continent. He was buried in the Stonehenge Mountains by the appearance of a lich with the army of the dead, along with the whole Blackbeard clan.

When the undead army was expelled from the mainland, the goblins opened the underground kingdom passage again, but found that all the dwarf craftsmen friends died tragically, and the dwarf fighters returning to the Stonehenge Mountains hated them. The goblins, that were unable to argue, had to return to the underground kingdom and never dared to appear above the ground again.