The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 831 - 25 My Daughter Is No Longer Needed!_2

And now, the reason these short-tempered dwarfs were so amenable was simply because the other side had the bigger fist.

With a few punches, their gaze immediately became clear, their fiery temper was immediately reined in, they no longer spoke loudly, and even showed eagerness to reason with you.

This is the charm of classical mechanics.

Luo En understood this, which is why he wanted to seize the opportunity to give these hot-headed dwarfs a good thrashing:

“Offending me is no big deal, we can resolve it privately. But you just attacked Midgard’s military fortress in public, and as the Commander, I can’t let this slide without giving an account to my subordinates.”

Midgard Commander?

Upon hearing this, Ivald’s heart skipped a beat, and he cautiously asked with his swollen old face raised:

“May I ask who you are?”

“Loki.”

Hearing the handsome young man smiling and introducing himself, Ivald was instantly grief-stricken.

The Asa’s God of Flames and Tricks, the current ruler of the Midgard World.

Legend had it that he was the most cruel and terrifying god among the Nine Great Kingdoms, with countless Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, Magic Beasts, and Warriors of Wan dying directly or indirectly at his hands.

How did they come to encounter such a disastrous figure?

At that moment, Luo En also raised a question:

“You all look unfamiliar to me, from which of the seven dwarf clans are you?”

“We are from the Dulin Clan,”

“Are you the clan leader?”

“Yes.”

Ivald answered honestly, with a very respectful demeanor and even a touch of fear.

Luo En nodded thoughtfully.

The dwarves of Dwarf Country were not a monolith but were divided into seven clans based on regional and physical differences: the Dulin Clan (Long-Bearded Dwarves), Fire-Bearded Clan, Broad-Beam Clan, Hard-Bearded Clan, Iron Fist Clan, Black-Haired Clan, and Stone-Foot Clan.

Like the elves with their light and dark factions, not all seven dwarf clans were under the leadership of the Asa Divine Race, only four were relatively compliant.

Among the remaining three groups, one was used to being free and unruly, only wanting to live their simple lives;

one mingled with the Dark Elves, sharing resources with each other;

and the last was the Dulin Clan, who, being close to Jotunheim, flirted with the giants;

The Durin people were characterized by their extremely short stature and slightly pointed ears, and adult Durins were sometimes mistaken for children among dwarves… These traits corresponded exactly with what Luo En had seen and heard.

Their relationship with the giants was relatively close.

Mountain Giant King Saki?

Goddess of Youth Eden?

Could it be, the future event where Saki turns into a falcon to carry off Eden was not just out of desire for the beauty of the Goddess of Youth.

More importantly, the Durin Dwarves, who were originally affiliated with Jotunheim, shifted their allegiance to the Asa Divine Race, which greatly infuriated the Mountain Giant King. Did he take this opportunity to abduct Eden, just to undermine the alliance between Asa and the Durin Dwarves?

It must be so…

Luo En’s eyes swept over the hint of fear deeply hidden on Ivald’s face, confirming his speculation.

As dwarves, to fear him, the “giant killer,” and to show such great hostility and caution upon entering the Midgard World, it was mostly because of the deep ties between the Durin Clan and the giants and their distance from the Immortal Palace and humans.

Unexpectedly, Hela and Heluo, those two troublemakers, had carelessly brought back a dwarf princess, which had now implicated the power struggle among the Nine Great Kingdoms.

What a fortunate accident!

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Realizing this, Luo En’s expression grew colder:

“You bring so many people to Midgard and smuggle weapons, what for? Are you trying to assassinate me on behalf of the giants?”

Hearing such a big accusation thrown his way, Ivald was on the verge of tears as he hurried to defend himself:

“My lord, this is truly a misunderstanding! We have no other intentions, we just came to compensate… yes, to compensate for your losses!”

The Durin Dwarves were just a small clan, they dare not provoke the giants or the Asa Divine Race, they would rather avoid them if possible, let alone commit their lives for the giants to assassinate the Asa Commander of Midgard.

Besides, even if they wanted to, they would need the capability.

But Luo En, wanting to take advantage, kept pressing on without letting up:

“What about the weapons?”

“The money wasn’t enough, they were to be used to offset the compensation!”

Ivald quickly replied, inspired.

Luo En suddenly realized and patted the dwarf leader’s shoulder, his face regaining a warm and friendly smile:

“So that’s the case? Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

“It’s my fault! My mistake!”

Ivald nodded hastily, wiping the fine sweat that had formed on his forehead, pleased with his quick thinking.

One way or another, he had gotten past this hurdle.

But…

Catching a glimpse of the large group of uncles and friends behind him staring at him angrily, Ivald again felt a tingling in his scalp.

Borrowing gold coins and then having to give away weapons and equipment, this time he had truly offended his folks.

Just thinking of the miserable future waiting for him at home made Ivald want to cry, and raising his head to look at Eden, who was still enjoying the show in front of him, his old face was filled with melancholy.

My daughter, aren’t you digging a pit for your father?

At that moment, Luo En changed the topic, smiling and offering goodwill:

“Since it’s all a misunderstanding, there’s no need to be too particular. I’ll accept the compensation, but let’s forget about the weapons. However, bringing so many dangerous items in is too sensitive. When it’s time for you to leave, you can go to the Fertility Temple’s priest to retrieve them.”

Seeing the situation take a favorable turn, what seemed like a big loss became a small one, and the dwarves who thought they had snagged a good deal were all smiles, praising the generosity and tolerance of the God of the Middle Court, inadvertently feeling some goodwill towards the Asa Divine Race.