169 Hope to Make It in Time
“Have you ever been to Dwarf City, Sif?”
“I came here once many years ago. It’s just that the living habits of the Dwarves and us Elves are not very similar. I’m not used to staying here.”
“I heard that Dwarves like to drink and mine. They’re very talented in forging and making machines. They really don’t match up with you Elves.”
“Compared to Dwarf City, I still prefer Crescent City. That’s where we met. Crescent Lake is the most beautiful lake I’ve ever seen outside the Forest of Elves.”
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“Yes, Crescent City. My house is by the lake. It’s especially beautiful at night.”
White Snow smiled and said, “The name of Crescent City is still too soft and gentle. I prefer the current name, Machete City. However, if we can form an alliance with the Elves and change the name of Machete City back to Crescent City, it will be quite good. When the time comes, we will also invite you to visit Crescent Lake.”
“Then I hope I can successfully return to the Forest of Elves. Although my sister is a radical, it’s not her style to take the initiative to stir up conflict. I’m even more worried that she didn’t do all of this.
The election of the Elven Queen is at the end of the first snow. I hope I can still make it.”
This was a city built on a cliff.
It was as if a window had been opened on the mountain wall.
It was similar to Fire Dragon City. On the hollowed-out vertical mountain wall, there were plank paths, stone stairs, suspension cables, and large and small holes.
At the bottom of the mountain path, the Elven City Lord’s Guards were stopped by thick iron gates.
“The Holy City of Kailund has been sealed off. No visitors are allowed.”
A guard tower was set into the iron-clad rock wall, and the Dwarf soldier inside shouted.
“We’ll rest for a few days and leave soon. Tell the Dwarf King that it’s Elven Princess Sif and Silver Heron Tiger Su Dongxiong.”
“The Dwarf King personally gave the order to enter the Snow Moon and seal off the Holy City of Kailund. Not to mention the Elven Princess, even the Elven Queen can’t enter.”
“It’s useless to talk nicely? Ask the Dwarf King to come out. Otherwise, I’ll smash your iron door with my fist.”
Woo… Woo…
A long horn was blown. The sound echoed across the hillside.
“Spear Point, stop.”
The horn stopped. The Dwarf on the guard tower put down the horn and bowed to the iron gate. “Dwarf King.”
“Iron Hammer, you actually became the Dwarf King. Open the door!”
“I didn’t expect to see you. Spear Point, open the door.”
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Fang Ping yawned, stretched, and got up from the bed.
After a full night’s sleep, he woke up feeling refreshed.
Yesterday, he followed the others in a daze and slept wherever his head touched the bed. He did not even know where he was.
Walking out of the cave-like room, he pushed open the door and went to the corridor. Grabbing the iron chain railing, Fang Ping saw the real Holy City of Kailund.
The center of the mountain had been hollowed out. At the bottom was an ordinary city. Upward, encircling the mountain walls, were floors of buildings.
Above his head was a flat rock. In the middle, there was a light source that kept emitting light and heat.
Looking down from above, there were twin tracks that intersected and connected every corner of the city. Vehicles passed through them quickly, and they could vaguely hear cracking sounds.
At the edge of the city, hanging cages were moving up and down at regular intervals.
Countless Dwarves were busy in the city.
Fang Ping did not know how to describe the scenery here. He only felt that it was a cultural shock.
Digging out a mountain to build a city was a feeling of conquering nature.
“Fang Ping, you’re up?”
Not far from the circular corridor, Andre and Feng Ling walked over. Qing Niao followed a little behind.
Eh, isn’t Red Camellia Snake here?
Andre walked over. “Fang Ping, you’ve slept for so long. It’s almost nighttime. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?”
Fang Ping rubbed his stomach. “A little.”
Andre said, “We just finished eating. We saw that you were still sleeping, so we didn’t wake you.”
Feng Ling turned to the side and pointed behind her. “The room with a fork carved into it is for eating. You’ll see it when you walk over, but there’s not a lot. If you’re not full, we’re planning to go to the first floor later. I heard that there’s a street full of taverns there. There should be some special delicacies there too. We can go together.”
“Alright, I’ll go take a look first.”
They walked into the room behind Fang Ping. It turned out that the few of them had slept together. Fang Ping had no idea at all. It seemed that he had really fallen dead asleep just now.
He walked towards the place where they were eating and looked around the room beside him. It looked like a hotel room. The row of rooms looked the same in the past.
The thick wooden door had no decorations, and the room’s configuration was simple. It was a semi-cylindrical room with a large bed, a table, and a chair. There was nothing else.
It felt a little like a cave.
Of course, as a southerner, Fang Ping had never actually seen a house cave.
Inside were people from Fang Ping’s team. There were two or three of them. Some were sitting and chatting, while others were cultivating with their eyes closed.
As he continued walking, Fang Ping saw the room Feng Ling had mentioned with a fork engraved on it. There was a large fork engraved on both wooden doors. This must be the cafeteria.
He pushed the door open and entered. It was similar to the design of a tavern. There was a bar on one side and a table on the other.
There were four to five tables filled with people eating. Most of them were soldiers from the Lord’s Guards. One of the tables belonged to Fang Ping’s team. They stretched out their hands to greet Fang Ping.
“Fang Ping, are you alone? Come and sit here. Edwin, why are you still sitting here? Go get Fang Ping a meal!”
“Alright, alright, alright. I’ll go now. Fang Ping, come sit here. I’ll get you a meal.”
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Fang Ping watched as Stacy waved at him enthusiastically. Edwin ran to get food and smiled awkwardly. He had no choice but to eat whatever was available.
Fortunately, this was a big round table and they could sit further away from them.
Fang Ping sat down, looked at Edwin, and knocked on the bar. After a while, a Dwarf walked out and placed the wooden plate on the bar. Edwin took it and walked back.
This was the first time Fang Ping had seen a Dwarf. In fact, he had seen one yesterday. It was just that Fang Ping’s eyelids were drooping and he really could not see it clearly.
Dwarves didn’t look much different from humans. They were muscular and half a head shorter than Humans, so they looked a little bloated.
“Fang Ping, what are you looking at?”
“Nothing. It’s the first time I’ve seen a Dwarf. It’s a bit of a novelty to see one up close.”
“What are you talking about, Fang Ping? Why are you sitting so far away?” Edwin placed the plate in front of Fang Ping and sat back down.
Fang Ping looked at the plate in front of him. It was a classic flatbread with a slightly burnt surface, a large spoonful of paste-like object that looked like mashed potatoes, and a large piece of roasted meat.
The roasted meat looked good. It was filled with juice and he could smell the spices.
Any food that was willing to add spices must be very good.
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As expected, the taste of the flatbread was still as familiar as ever. The paste tasted alright, but the texture was not too good. The most stunning thing was the roasted meat. The meat was fleshy, tender, and chewy. The fragrance was rich, and it was rich in energy. It was the meat of a mid-level Magical Beast.
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