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Chapter 446: Stone Heart

The huge bronze door slowly opened with a rumbling sound, and a dozen iron chains, like snakes awakening from winter, curled up into the cracks in the wall little by little. The brown-bearded dwarf put away the key and walked in first.

The tilted passage forced all the visitors behind to lower their heads. It was too quiet here. Everyone's footsteps echoed in the long passage until something in front was glowing red, and then someone finally spoke.

"This is..." Lilith raised her head.

Walking out of the passage, the view suddenly became clear. There were no decorative carvings like those in the palace here, only precisely cut basalt walls. Each brick was inlaid with unknown self-luminous crystals, illuminating this seldom visited building - Heishiduo's library. The first thing you saw when you entered the library was the huge statue standing in the center.

The dwarf, who was more than ten meters tall, was holding a huge hammer and was about to smash it down with a roar. The crown was a simple bronze hoop, and the drooping stone beard was connected to the natural stalactites growing on the ground. The red light that Lilith saw from afar was the red hearthstone placed in the chest that was specially dug out of the statue. The light was flowing, and it was beating like a still beating heart.

"The Dwarf King, Morse Wildhammer." Catherine stopped and guessed the identity of the statue without hesitation.

The brown-bearded dwarf in front stopped when he heard that, clenched his fist and pounded it on his chest. After saluting the huge statue, he signaled everyone to follow.

As Lilith passed by, she secretly looked at the three lines of inscription engraved under the base of the statue: The heart of the stone will not rot, the fire of the hammer will not stop, and the pages will not be worm-eaten. Well, it is just right to put it in the library.

"Do you humans also know our king?" The brown-bearded man seemed to have finally gotten over the resentment from yesterday's drinking party. He couldn't stand the way these people walked in silence with their heads down, so when someone spoke, he finally couldn't help but start a conversation.

"Of course, he is an ally in the Holy War Alliance and a great and fearless hero." Catherine nodded. She had seen this figure on the mural in the Elf Forest.

"Hehe, of course!" The dwarf couldn't help but laugh proudly, with a more proud look on his face.

Hannah poked Lulu carefully, pointed to the small words under the statue and said, "Died in the year 1 of the Holy Calendar, earlier than Zora..."

Her voice was very soft, but the hall was so empty that a few whispers actually echoed and were heard by everyone.

Did he pass away just as the dawn came? Lilith couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking about the heroes she had heard of, it seemed that they didn't live long. She turned back again and stayed at the end of the team, saluting the statue like Brownbeard.

Catherine continued to follow Brownbeard's footsteps and couldn't help asking, "There aren't many records about his race in Gaia's history... Did His Highness Morse also die early like Zora due to old injuries left over from the war?"

"Ah?" Brownbeard had already walked to the middle of a circular stone table, tinkering with something. Hearing this, he looked confused and said, "No—"

"He was so happy after the victory of the jihad that he drank too much. He fell into a drainage ditch while walking at night and drowned."

Everyone: ……………

"...Huh?" Catherine lost her composure for the first time in many days, and the expressions on the faces of the others were similar.

Brownbeard pressed a switch, the ground made a rumbling sound, and several stone shelves rose from the ground. The hall finally didn't seem so empty anymore.

"Oh, the drainage ditch in Goletia was built in imitation of the Elf Forest, but it was not covered with stone slabs. Really, when His Highness Morse was found, he was still lying upside down. What do you think? This shows that our dwarves had a very high level of armor manufacturing thousands of years ago. Anyone who wears it will stand straight!" He said with great joy, and everyone was amazed when they heard it.

“This is too…” Lulu’s thick eyebrows twisted together. She once again felt the casualness and… unreliability of these dwarves.

"Oh, dying in a dream created by fine wine is the most wonderful way to die, isn't it?" Brownbeard's eyes showed longing, and he jumped out of the circular stone table. "For dwarves, that is simply the best. I will definitely do the same in the future to pay tribute to the legendary and great life of our dwarf king Morse!"

"It's agreed, just half a day, read as much as you can." He pointed at the bookshelves rising from the ground. Yesterday, he was fooled by these humans and accepted the bet without knowing why. When he woke up, Brownbeard regretted it so much! But is he the kind of person who doesn't keep his promise? He can't!

"Thank you. The communication and integration of different civilizations and races can only happen with people like you who have knowledge and vision. You are the light of civilization in the new era!" Lilith smiled and praised the administrator so much that he was dizzy.

"Hey, I also hope that more people can know about our dwarven civilization." Brownbeard was praised and started to speak politely, "Ignorance will lead to suspicion, suspicion will destroy trust and lead to isolation, and isolation will make us have no good wine - cough cough cough cough!"

"You are so right. These are truths of life and are worth recording and learning. Oh, Gloria should really offer a course and hire you as a teacher." Lilith smiled and pretended not to hear the last sentence. She continued to say nice things. When Brownbeard left, her face was full of smiles and she even walked with her hands and feet trembling.

Although the dwarf administrators were indifferent to Lilith, Catherine and her group, they did not prevent the people from interacting with them, nor did they rush to drive them away. They just watched from the sidelines. In the past few days, Lilith, Catherine and their group were like real travelers, walking and stopping in this city built of countless stones.

The ordinary people were equally curious about the visit of these humans and were much friendlier than the royal family. They made the acquaintance of many people along the way, including this brown-bearded gentleman, although he was not very friendly at first.

He laughed at the human beings at the wine table for using paper, which was so thin and could be changed at will, to record historical facts, which was completely untrue. Unlike the dwarves, they would record important events on special stone tablets that could not be changed by magic. Lilith immediately turned her head and looked at Catherine. As expected, the princess' eyes shot out amazing brilliance.

So, poor Mr. Brownbeard was chosen by the princess, and after some confused negotiations at the wine table, they were now standing in the Holy War History Slate Collection in the Blackstone Library.

"So, where do we start?" Lilith stood in front of a tall stone shelf that stretched as far as the eye could see.