“Saint Lorraine, the dwarves are in great trouble. King Dunba has been killed, so I beg you to connect me with Headmaster Abel!” Wizard Fara said, remaining bowed.

“What? How did that happen?” Lorraine was stunned. She turned towards Druid Lucia, giving her a signal before turning back to Wizard Fara.

St. Lorraine had great prestige by this point, and was the most powerful person among the elves. Since she had Abel to support her, no one among the elves would disobey her.

At the same time, she was also the representative of the Moon Goddess, so she had to be very careful with everything she said. The look she gave to Druid Lucia was to verify the truth of the dwarf’s claim, necessary since this matter had to do with Abel.

“Your Grace Lorraine, this is King Dunba’s only son and the heir of the throne. I hope headmaster Abel can protect him!” Wizard Fara did not say he wanted Abel to save the dwarves. He could negotiate that later if Abel decided to meet him.

“Wizard Fara, please wait!” Lorraine waved calmly and Druid Lucia came running back with a parchment in her hand.

She bowed as Lorraine took it. Immediately, the Saint’s face sank.

After she became a Saint, she had taken over the elves’ intelligence network. They had recently undergone a huge expansion because of Abel’s increasing tension with the Wizard Union.

Although it was still nothing compared to the Wizard Union or Holy Kingdom, they were still able to get first hand news of the central continent.

The Wizard Union was gathering big forces, and King Dunba had not returned after he entered the Wizard Union Headquarters.

Wizard Fara was not lying, the dwarves were in big trouble!

“Wizard Fara, Abel has always been very good with the dwarves, so I’ll take you to the Golden Castle!” Lorraine paused and said.

She didn’t want to make any decisions for Abel, but she knew Abel would always help the dwarves, especially since Bernie was one of them.

If Lorraine was heading to the Golden Castle, no other senior Druid needed to follow her. They all knew if the Golden Castle was not safe, there would be no safe place in this world!

Wizard Fara was filled with gratitude.

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After the three of them stepped into the Teleportation Circle, Lorraine’s teleportation request was immediately accepted. Abel had given her the full permission, so if the elves were in danger, she could directly teleport to the Golden Castle.

“Huh? Wizard Fara?” Abel was reading a book out on the Golden Castle’s balcony when he scanned the incoming Teleportation Circle with his Power of the Will.

He disappeared with a flash and arrived next to the Teleportation Circle.

“Lorraine!” he called out in greeting.

“Abel!” Lorraine replied warmly.

The two were so close by this point, just a single look and they knew what the other was thinking.

“Headmaster Abel, the dwarves need your help!” Wizard Fara turned to Abel, placed Yoby on the ground, and got down on his knees.

“Fara, please don’t do that!” Abel stepped up and helped Wizard Fara up, but he merely wept and continued to beg on his knees.

“Fara, get up and tell me what happened!” Abel finally dragged Wizard Fara up with his Power of the Will.

Wizard Fara was crying like a child as he babbled, “Headmaster Abel, King Dunba was killed by the Wizard Union! I hope you can protect the heir to our throne. Only you can save the dwarves now!”

He no longer looked like the most powerful of the dwarves. After all, he knew how powerful Abel was, and he was now the dwarves’ only hope.

“Follow me!” Abel felt his heart drop. He surrounded everyone with his Power of the Will before bringing them all into the main hall.

“Fara, drink some water and tell me what happened in detail!” Abel said, waving at a puppet to serve them.

“Abel, look at this!” Lorraine whispered as she handed the report she received from the elves to Abel.

“Headmaster Abel, the Mountain God has recently been resurrected, and many dwarves began to worship him. Because of this, King Dunba was called in by the Wizard Union, and they killed him!” Wizard Farae explained as he bowed his head.

Abel took a look at the report as he listened to Wizard Fara. Many thoughts began to emerge.

The Mountain God was his Summon. Although those dwarves had placed their Faith in him of their own Accord, he was still the one who had resurrected the Mountain God.

“Huh?” At that moment Yoby started to wake up. He opened his eyes; the first person he saw was Abel, and then Wizard Fara.

Yoby stood up and yelled, “Where am I? I have to go back!”

“Quiet!” Abel gazed at him, and a mountain of energy pressed Yoby down again. “Fara, this actually had to do with me!” Abel ignored the struggling Yoby and addressed Fara.

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Wizard Fara was confused.

“Last year when you notified me that the Wizard Union was plotting an operation against me, I attacked the Wizard Union Headquarters. I actually have the Mountain God and resurrected him!” Abel spoke honestly.

Of course, he did not disclose his true relationship with the Mountain God…

“You resurrected the Mountain God?” Wizard Fara was stunned. He knew the Wizard Union had been attacked, but he had no idea the Mountain God was saved because of it.

“Indeed. I am very sad that King Dunba was killed as well. It would not have happened if I had not saved the Mountain God!” Abel continued.

“Headmaster Abel, it’s not your fault!” Wizard Fara shook his head and continued “The dwarves are a part of the Wizard Union, but they never looked at us as equals. We were always tools to them, and your actions meant no harm to the dwarves. It’s all because of the Wizard Union!

“Just like on the front lines, if you hadn’t helped us rebuild the Howling Castle, tens of thousands of worker dwarves might be dead already. No matter what, it is us dwarves that need to apologize to you!”

Initially Yoby’s gaze on Abel was extremely unfriendly, but as he heard Wizard Fara explain, he understood how childish he was being and was quite embarrassed.

“Fara, how do you want me to help?” Abel asked him quietly.

He knew very well there was not much he could do. The dwarves were a part of the Wizard Union, and interfering could mean war.

Considering the situation of the Furnace, starting a God Rank war there would kill everyone around!

“Headmaster Abel, can you have the Mountain God turn the Furnace Fort into its faithful grounds. That way the Wizard Union might think again!” Wizard Fara suggested carefully.

Abel shook his head. “Fara, faithful grounds are not invincible. It will only suppress the enemy some, but that energy wouldn’t do much to God Ranks!”

The power of faithful grounds were always exaggerated in historical texts, so Abel knew a lot more about them than Wizard Fara. Of course, it wasn’t hard for a god’s faithful grounds to take down some Half-gods and below if they were willing to sacrifice some Faith.

But considering the situation of gods, a more direct move was to do a godsend.

The ones who wrote historical texts were all Half-gods and below, so of course they would exaggerate how powerful the faithful grounds were.

“Headmaster Abel, you are us dwarves’ only hope. Please help us!” Wizard Fara did not have any more suggestions, all he could do was beg.

Abel looked at the report again and speculated some.

“Fara, the Wizard Union might make a move within a day. Go back to the dwarves and notify them. I will open my Teleportation Circle; they can all hide in the Battlecry Plateau!” Abel offered firmly.

“Master, Dragon Headmaster Eugene has sent you a message!” the Research Spirit suddenly alerted him.

Abel connected to the message and realized it was a message he had delivered for the Wizard Union.

It clearly stated the dwarves’ affair was an internal affair of the Wizard Union and the dragons should not get involved.

“Fara, the Wizard Union has just sent the dragons a message warning us not to interfere with their internal affairs!” Abel shook his head.

“Headmaster Abel, is there really nothing you can do?” Wizard Fara sensed a spark of helplessness as he lowered his voice.

“Still, I can open my Teleportation Circle for the dwarves. Then the dwarves will be in my own territory!” Abel replied with confidence.

Actually Abel really felt the urge to directly intervene, but he also knew that probably meant war.

It was his prime time for growth, so starting a war was not a wise move.

He was very confident that within ten years, neither the Demon from Beyond nor the Wizard Union would be able to move him.

Wizard Fara began to think about what to do. Even if Abel opened his Teleportation Circle, not many dwarves might be willing to flee.

Dwarves would die for their homes, hiding around just wasn’t their style!

“Headmaster Abel, if the dwarves pledge loyalty to you and become a race that serves under you, could you help us?” Wizard Fara gazed at Yoby as he asked this grimly.

“Fara, the dwarves don’t need to do this. As long as they come to the Battlecry Plateau, they can have a piece of land that they can do whatever they want to with, and I will protect them!” Abel shook his head.

“Headmaster Abel, I will act on behalf of the dwarf royal palace and pledge loyalty to you. Please allow us!’ Yoby finally understood the situation and went down on his knees with a serious expression on his face.

As the last royal dwarf, Yoby was the only one with the power to do something like this.

He then lifted a little hammer above his head, and crimson flames engulfed it. It was the symbol of the royal dwarves. King Dunba had handed it to him before he left.

“I, Dragon Headmaster Abel, accept your loyalty!” Abel did not reject him. If it was what the dwarves really wanted, he had to respect it!