If someone had told Morey Frozenstone in the past that some guy could beat an adult purple worm alive with just the weapon in his hand, he would have thought that person was crazy.

But now, such an incredible thing actually happened in front of his eyes!

"Moradin is above! Thank you, the almighty father of dwarves, for saving your people from getting lost!" Morley slumped on the ground and prayed to the dwarf Lord God devoutly, "Thank you for sowing the seeds in the dark underground. Light, manifesting divine power..."

"Hey, I said, the person who saved us is a human, and it has nothing to do with your dwarf gods." His bodyguard leader 'Baird' came over and first checked the two unconscious on the ground. Companion, then walked to Morey's side, bent down and touched the wound on his leg.

"You don't understand!" Morey shook his head and explained, "Pray more often, maybe someday those gods are in a good mood, and they will save your life when you are in danger. Ah oh!" He was in great pain. Shout, "Come on, I feel like this leg is broken!"

Morey used to think that he was a devout believer, but after living in the human world for a long time, he realized that his beliefs needed to add "pseudo" before "piety".

"It's not 'like', it's broken." Baird straightened up, "but it's no big deal, it's no worse than the last time you were bitten by a large lizard. I have to say, we're really lucky Yes, I encountered purple worms underground, but no one died. Andre and Caesar are still alive, I guess they themselves don't believe this."

"Really? Thank you Moradin!" Morey was a little surprised. "I clearly saw the purple worm run over that boy Andrei. I was sad for him for a few seconds."

"The place where he fell was a pit left after mining. Although the pit was so shallow that it was barely visible in the dim light, it was enough to keep him alive," Baird explained.

Morey breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although this was the job of the bodyguards, he didn't want anyone to die in the process of protecting him.

This kid Andre is very good at killing goblins and kobolds, and it is not a problem to deal with fierce gnolls. He can even fight trolls one-on-one. Nishizawa is more clever. He is dexterous and good at setting traps like a thief, but he doesn't like using daggers, and he doesn't like being called a 'thief' by others.

These two are good guys, but facing the purple worm...

Morey understands that. Even in Rock Forge City, if you encounter wild purple worms, it is not for the brave dwarf warriors to go out and fight hard. Around the city are bottles of the nasty smell of purple worms, containing potions boiled with bay leaves, cloves and eucalyptus leaves. The taste of this potion is quite pleasant, but the purple worm is very disgusted by it.

Even if a purple worm that doesn't hate the smell does come in by accident, that's the job of dwarven priests and tamers. They will appease the wild purple worm, then redirect the monster or tame it outright.

Morey vaguely remembered that there seemed to be three purple worms raised in Forge Rock City to help the dwarves in their excavation work. However, this thing has a huge appetite, and the cost of raising it is also quite high.

The head of the bodyguard, Baird, glanced in the distance, "You wait here." He lowered his head and said to Morey, "I will thank our savior, if it weren't for him, I guess everyone would have to explain it. Meet in the belly of the purple worm."

"Thank you for me too." Morey urged, "You know, it's not very convenient for me right now. It would be better if I could let him come over and talk face-to-face. Well, if you don't mind, I want to try him. He was also hired to be my bodyguard."

"It's too late for me to agree with both hands." Baird smiled. "Anyway, the agreement between you and me is there. Even if you fire us all now, you must pay us full compensation."

"Of course, I won't lose you a penny," Morey promised. He doesn't care much about these little money, as long as he finds an undiscovered mineral deposit, then, hum...

"But I want to remind you that with that person's skills, his asking price should be very high." Baird said again.

"Let's talk about it, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work. According to you humans, 'business is down, friendship is up,'" Morey said. He has been living in the human world for nearly 60 years, and the dwarf's old-fashioned, brave, and stubborn character is nowhere to be found in him, "Anyway, after I go out this time, I have to rest for two months before I can again Go, leave a friendship first."

Baird nodded and walked towards the other party. Morey saw that man was squatting on the ground at this time, and the weapon in his hand was constantly cutting on the severed purple worm tail, as if he was collecting materials.

The creatures like purple worms don't look very big, but there are not many valuable things in their bodies. The thorn on its tail counts as one, and the circle of sharp teeth on its head that can easily break through rocks is counted as one, and there is the stench of blood in its body, which has a pretty good healing effect. A good material for preparing potions.

Morey estimated that although the rear end of the escaped purple worm had been cut off by most of the tail, it would not be long before it recovered. Of course, the restored tail has no venomous thorns, it's just a bare section.

Baird walked up to the man and said something to him, and then the man smiled and waved his hand. Morey didn't know whether he was being modest, or declining, or both.

I should have Baird tell that person that I have a gift for him to thank him for saving his life. Morey thought. No, can't say that first. If so, the purpose may be too strong. I would prefer to tell that person in person, it would be more formal.

"Business is down, friendship is up", Morey likes this human proverb and has always been adhering to this way of doing things. Although he will suffer from this occasionally, but in the long run, he has won a lot of good reputation for him.

He has a very useful reputation in his line of work.

Morey is a 'second-level member' of the 'Mirthril Light' council of Rockforge. This level is very high. Different from the level algorithm of the human world, their title is only five levels, and it is calculated in reverse, so the only ones who are stronger than Morey are 'level 1 members'~www.mtlnovel. com~ Of course, there is also a title of 'chief' on the first level, but it is only an honorary title. Those who become the chairman of the 'Mithril Light' will automatically get it, and it will be automatically released after leaving office.

Unlike his fellow dwarven master blacksmiths, Morey Frozenstone is not his specialty. Although he could also take a hammer and knock it twice on the anvil to forge a few wrought iron longswords that were passable, but that was all. His area of ​​expertise is in other areas.

For example, searching for mineral veins; and, searching for wonders and monuments.

Morey calls himself a geologist to the outside world, and has signed agreements with many human kingdoms and city-states to ensure that he can freely and legally search for mineral veins on the lands of those kings and lords.

Although the successfully found ore vein still belongs to the owner of the territory, he can, by virtue of the agreement signed in advance, have a certain percentage of the income of the entire ore vein.

Even a small proportion, but for those large ore veins, it means a huge amount of gold coins. So Morey was never short of money, never.

He has a good reputation in the human world and is widely spread among the lords. Many lords who knew his name hoped to invite his 'magical dwarf' to find mineral veins in their own territory, and even proposed a more generous proportion.

But Morey didn't care about that. He wasn't short of money. Looking for ore veins was just his way of making a living and talking to the outside world. What really drives him to run around the continent is actually his second specialty, and that's where his interest lies.

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