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Gray Furnace Castle.

Inside the council hall.

"Do you really not need us to provide more assistance?" Sergio asked.

It has been a week now, and all the dwarves have been bestowed blessings.

After the blessing, the dwarves are raring to engage in battle against evil.

However, nothing of the sort happens; Kana just lets them continue doing their usual tasks as before.

The only difference is they are to store more forging materials; soon Gray Furnace Castle will become the exclusive weapon manufacturing base for the Night Watchers.

The dwarves find it strange that Kana isn't asking them to start forging now but rather later.

For now, they are tasked with storing forging materials and mining veins.

"This time we're venturing deep into the heart of the Blood Race's Royal Court, bringing too many troops would be too conspicuous."

Kana shook his head in refusal.

They are essentially going to raid, bringing too many people requires more supplies, which is unnecessary.

But Kana thought and said, "Then help set up some supply points at the foot of the mountain, we'll return for resupply as needed."

Upon hearing this, the Master of Brewing made a no-problem gesture and laughed, "No problem, leave it to me, hahaha."

"Besides, I need some dwarves who are agile and skilled at riding war sheep to assist."

"No problem," Sergio nodded and then smiled, "Fighting alongside you, that's quite the coveted spot."

Through two battles, Kana has gained high prestige among the Gray Mountain Dwarves, further reinforced by the oath and blessing.

The dwarves have also joined the Night Watchers, and to some extent, Kana's prestige can only be lower than Sergio's.

This is inevitable, given that Sergio is the leader of the Gray Mountain Dwarves.

Finally, along with Lurik, they selected a total of 20 dwarven war sheep knights.

"Now, let's divide into teams, forming three teams in total."

Kana laid the map on the table as he spoke.

"Divided into three captains, led by me, Blake, and Lurik."

After a simple division of teams, Kana realized they had formed a nearly 60-man team.

Each person was equipped with gear, each ready with nearly a week's worth of dry rations, mounted their rides, and left Gray Furnace Castle.

Through the fast passage previously built by the goblins, they reached the lower level.

Passing through the forest near the mountain edge.

Kana sniffed the air, where a bloody smell floated around.

As they were about to pass through the forest.

Lurik dismounted from his war sheep, half squatting down to grab the earth beneath him.

"The earth... is cursed?" he said somewhat incredulously.

The soil in his hand emitted a black-red hue, and when kneaded, some moisture could be squeezed out, but it left behind a liquid as red as blood.

"This is not blood; such soil can no longer be farmed."

"This damn race, truly vile," Eric said disdainfully, having successfully joined the team.

To the dwarves, the earth and mountains are inviolable.

Directly cursing the earth is considered desecration by the dwarves.

"The winds here are incredibly weak, they wail in pain," Abis said, waving the large wooden scepter in her hand.

"The magic veins have been corrupted, thus cursing the earth."

Getai, riding on his war sheep, looked at the leading Kana and asked, "Kana, is there a way to remove the curse from this earth?"

However, Kana shook his head.

"It's unlikely; you might think the Blood Race Royal Court's curse through the magic veins started only recently.

In fact, they have controlled the magic veins of this region for hundreds of years, already polluted, just not yet erupted.

The area covered by the magic node is already irretrievable; clearing such pollution would equally take a hundred years."

Upon hearing this, the dwarves breathed a sigh of relief, and Lurik relaxed and nodded his head.

"If it's just a hundred years, then it's alright."

The accompanying half-elves and humans couldn't contribute to the conversation.

What does it mean, just a hundred years?

Sigh, these longevity species are truly enviable.

Kana watched this scene.

This is one of the deepest unsolvable contradictions between various species.

The absolute gulf brought by racial differences.

Turning around: "Alright, let's move forward."

They passed through the forest and reached the outside.

From a distance, a river could be seen stretching upstream.

"Back to this place again," Blake murmured to himself.

A year ago, they fought enemies in this very area.

"Alright, split into three teams from here on; remember my words and the reminders.

Hold the communication stones, pay attention to the vibrations and light emitted from them."

The communication stone, an engraved stone by Kana, has limited use and cannot convey speech.

But it can synchronously emit a faint light; this light cannot synchronously blink, only synchronously brighten.

It serves to simply relay information from other small teams, as this secondary profession Kana hasn't practiced to a high level yet.

Perhaps later it can synchronize output, use different bands to blink faint light, to serve as a telegraph machine.

"Understood."

"Rest assured."

After saying that, the two took their respective teams and departed.

The three led their teams, advancing deeper into the territory of the Blood Race's Royal Court from three routes.