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"Because you need me to live, don't you? You will be invited to the banquet, and you will talk to me so much, just to put your chips on the negotiating table, right?"

As Mazeroth said this, his expression became more and more relaxed, and he felt that he had seen through the mind of the long black-haired man in front of him:

"Mr. Dorn, you are a smart man. So you understand that you can't take over Kesadum without my help, don't you?"

"Indeed." Donne nodded approvingly, "As an outsider, if you want to rule here, it is definitely a convenient and easy way to cooperate with you to maintain the dominance of theocracy."

Mazeroth felt that he had finally grasped a little initiative in the negotiation, and continued to speak:

"I have announced throughout Kaiserdom that you who have left the Kingdom of God are the new envoys. So as long as you join me, maintain the supreme status and image of the envoys. Everyone in Kaiserdom will be like Serve you the same way you served me before.”

Dawn didn't move at his seat: "I just want us to cooperate with you and make up new lies, right? But, are the dwarves of Kessadum really so easy to deceive?"

Mazeroth smiled: "You can rest assured, Mr. Dorn. The people here are much more deceitful than you imagined. In other words, everyone is equally deceitful everywhere."

"It's much easier to make a group of people stupid than it is to make a single person stupid. With some reasonable means, they will become an emotional, non-dissenting, low-IQ mob. Whatever you say, they will believe , I will obey you."

"After our cooperation, you look at the problem from my current perspective. I believe it will not take long before you will have a deeper understanding of what I am saying now."

"Yeah." Don nodded, then raised the corners of his mouth, "Is there any more?"

"Anything else? Don't I offer enough conditions?" Mazeroth asked back:

"As long as you cooperate with me, you can use all the resources of Kaisadum. There are also women, yes, women... have you two seen the halfling girls before?"

"For you, although they are all petite, they are all slender and beautiful, aren't they? Moreover, they are very obedient and well-behaved, like harmless lambs. No matter what you do to them, They don't fight back, they just suffer in silence."

"Also, not only these girls, other women in Kaisadum, as long as you like it, as long as you ask, it's all yours, how about it?"

Mazeroth spoke such a long series of words, his tone was agitated, and it could be seen that he had a strong desire to survive.

"Although your conditions for coming out sound very good." Dawn nodded seriously, then reached into his trouser pocket again and took out something, "But, I refuse!"

What Dawn took out was a round, half-fist-sized metal object with a steampunk style.

Afterwards, Dawn continued to add: "Lord Mazeroth, the dwarves of Kaisadum, how sad they must be to hear what you just said."

"What are you talking about, it's impossible for them to hear..." Mazeroth's relaxed expression finally changed, "What do you mean?"

The eyes of the dwarf angel fell on the metal object in Dawn's hand.

That thing looks like a product of mana technology, but Mazeroth has never seen it before, so he doesn't know what it is for.

Don didn't answer the other party's question directly, but talked to himself with a smile on his face:

"Steel Hammer told me earlier that your residence is very magnificently built, and it uses a lot of expensive building materials that other dwarf buildings would never use. So, the sound insulation effect here is very good."

"After experiencing it for myself, I feel that Steel Hammer's words are not exaggerated at all. We really can't hear the sound from the magic amplifier next to the altar."

The God Hall where Dorn is now is actually not only the residence of Mazeroth, but also a church-like existence in the entire Caesardom.

Under the instruction of Mazeroth himself, the construction of the God Hall did use a lot of sound-proof materials. On the one hand, it was to highlight the uniqueness of the God's residence.

On the other hand, it is to create a quiet atmosphere inside and maintain a sense of religious mystery.

"What are you talking about, the hub of the magic amplifier is not here!"

Mazeroth said so, but he felt inexplicably uneasy when he saw the strange magic technology creation in the opponent's hand.

"Well, it's really not here. But I have a portable one in my hand, Lord Mazeroth, the times are going to improve." Dawn shook the metal object in his hand again:

"Kuresi Steel Hammer, who didn't come here for dinner, is the grandson of your captain two hundred years ago. You should know this, right? Although it's not clear whether you are out of guilt for Old Steel Hammer, or want to satisfy yourself In short, under your rule, Little Steel Hammer has survived until now."

"And he inherited his grandfather's talent, and grew up quietly into an excellent magic craftsman. Let me introduce to you, the one in my hand is the representative work of the small steel hammer, a small microphone!"

The dwarf angel looked at the round metal object, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

Steel Hammer was secretly researching magic energy technology, and Mazeroth only found out after the guards searched the underground passage of Steel Hammer's house a few days ago.

However, this small microphone has always been carried by the steel hammer.

Therefore, Mazeroth did not know the existence of this magical technology product.

"Steel Hammer said that its magic energy circuit is the same as the magic energy amplifier on the square. Press the button here, and when the red light here lights up, the sound can be transmitted to the amplifier." En go on.

The small microphone in his hand was now blinking red with a red light on.

According to Dorn's own understanding, the relationship between this small microphone and the loudspeaker on the other side of the altar is the same as the relationship between the microphone and the broadcast.

"What are you talking about? The loudspeaker next to the altar has been broken by you!"

Looking at the red light of the small microphone, Mazeroth felt his whole body turn cold, but he still had a little bit of luck in his heart.

"Ah, I broke it, that's right." Don tapped his finger on the dining table:

"But, do you know? When I was at Steel Hammer's house just now, I asked him how long it would take to repair the magic power amplifier. And the answer he gave me was half an hour at most."

"Do you know how long it took us to eat just now? My lord, God Envoy?"