Merlin Thaurissan thought for a moment and replied: "That's no problem!

There are many dwarves living in Vernis, I estimate there are at least a thousand of them. The master blacksmith Bart Stormpike lives in Vernis, and I will just ask him to come over with his blacksmiths when the time comes."

Sean nodded and continued:

"The third condition: There is a viscount near my territory who wants to send troops to attack us, but there is no enough army in my territory to deal with it.

So I hope that the dwarf kingdom can protect its territory from attack for a year, and of course, my workshop and shop in Yohn City."

As long as Sean is given one year to develop, he can at least raise his level to Silver level.

When the time comes, he will use [Silver Emblem] to upgrade Windsor to the gold level, and with some bottom-of-the-box cards, no one will be his opponent in Jon City except the Earl of River.

Until then, who is Brody Mills?

...

"This...I'm afraid it won't work." Merlin Thaurissan frowned: "I can protect your workshop and store in Yonn City, let alone one year, it can be protected for three years!

But protecting your territory from war already falls under the category of interfering in internal affairs, so I'm afraid I can't agree to it.

Of course, I have to get the spirit recipe, so I can give you some gold coins as compensation, and you can use these gold coins to recruit mercenaries to help you guard your territory."

.This is not impossible." Sean thought to himself.

But there is a problem with recruiting mercenaries, that is, it can easily lead to backlash from the mercenaries.

If Jessica spends a lot of money to bribe these mercenaries, she might risk her own life!

So Sean made one last attempt:

"But there will be twenty dwarf blacksmiths living in our territory in the future, plus their servants and relatives, there will be at least hundreds of them! If there is a war in my territory, it will inevitably affect them.

How about this? When the dwarf blacksmiths live in my territory for a month, I hope you can ensure the safety of my territory. Is this the case?"

After the dwarf blacksmiths produce muskets in batches, the army in Sean's territory will be qualified to fight Brody Mill. By then, they will be able to survive without the protection of the dwarves.

...

Merlin Thaurissan frowned and stopped talking, and stopped drinking.

After a while, he replied: "Okay, I promise you!

Well, let's do this. I will live in the city of Jon for this month, and I will help you drive away the enemies who attack your territory.

But as promised, I will leave with the dwarf blacksmiths, and then you will have to rely on yourself.

Now that you have finished all three clauses, I agree to all your conditions on behalf of the Dwarf Kingdom!

Of course, if the third condition fails to meet your expectations, we will also give you some gold coins as compensation."

"Okay then! It's settled!" Sean said happily.

With Meryn Thaurissan's guarantee, Sean finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Riverbank Town was temporarily safe.

"How about we sign the contract now?" Sean asked.

By this time Meryn Thaurissan had drank the last drop of wine in the barrel.

Licking his lips, he still felt a little unfinished.

Hearing Sean's words, Merlin Thaurissan smiled and said: "There is no need to rush the contract. Let me see how you brew dwarf spirits first! And my barrel is empty...

You should know what I mean."

"Of course...I'll take you to the backyard right now." Sean's eyelids twitched when he saw Merlin Thaurissan's wine barrel was empty.

Although the spirits are all packed in small barrels, there are at least two kilograms of spirits in them, so it’s all finished?

But Sean had no choice but to take Merlin Thaurissan to the backyard.

...

Some time later, Sean took Merlin Thaurissen to see the entire process of distilling spirits.

Merlin Thaurissan was not interested in the production process, he was only interested in the freshly distilled spirits.

Ignoring Sean's face, which was gradually turning green, Merlin Thaurissan took a swig of strong liquor, at least twenty or thirty kilograms, and almost drank up all the liquor that the children had worked so hard to distill over the past two days.

Sean was also very puzzled. The human stomach can only hold one or two kilograms of bar at most. Why can Merlin Thaurissan drink so much? Could it be that the structure of the dwarf's stomach is different from that of humans?

During the visit, Sean was not idle. He described the appearance of sulfur and saltpeter (materials for making gunpowder) to Merlin Thaurissan, and asked him if they were produced in the dwarf kingdom.

The answer he got was that the dwarf kingdom was all over the place, and Merlin Thaurissan promised to give him some for free (weighing about one ton), shipped from the city of Vernis.

...

After visiting the spirit production, Sean and Merlin Thaurissan signed a contract in the study.

In addition to the agreed terms, what surprised Sean the most was the gold coin compensation Merlin Thaurissan gave him, a full 10,000 gold coins!

This amount of money was almost as much as what the cheap daddy he had never met gave him.

The dissatisfaction with Merlin Thaurissan drinking up all the inventory just now disappeared in an instant.

...

After signing the agreement, Sean sent Merlin Thaurissan out of the residence.

With the blessing of strong alcohol, Merlin Thaurissan was now much familiar with Sean. He blushed and hugged his shoulders and praised:

"Don't talk nonsense like 'being guided by the God of Light'! If the God of Light really understood this, he would have taken advantage of it and would have asked you to exchange these insignificant things?"

"Hey!" Sean didn't know what to say.

"I think you should have discovered this by accident! But anyway, thank you for your contribution to the dwarves!"

Merlin Thaurissan took off the badge made of high-level magic crystal hanging on his chest and handed it to Sean:

"This is my professional badge. If you or other dwarves encounter any trouble in the next few days, you can input fighting spirit or magic power into it. I will rush to your location as soon as possible."

"Thank you!" Sean happily took the badge: "Do you have a place to stay in Jon during this period? Or you can stay here with me! There are still a lot of empty rooms here."

Merlin Thaurissan shook his head: "I won't bother you. I'm also going to see my fellow dwarves in Yonn City. That little guy Bach Bronze Hammer should be nearby."

...

The two of them walked to the door of the residence while talking.

When he arrived at the door, Sean saw a luxurious carriage parked directly in front, and a familiar figure stood in front of the carriage.

Sean was startled when he saw this figure.

Isn't this Earl Mason River? Why are you here?
Chapter completed!