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"I'm not threatening you! Dwarves!"

Tyrion said in a deep voice:

"I just want to remind you one thing... The reason why I left the Alliance advance army is because your existence is meaningless. 5,500 undead are nothing to the Dark Blade Knights. The only thing that makes sense is you.

Four! If you die, you will probably become the high-end combat force I need now, so recognize the reality, commanders!"

"You have no right to make conditions in front of me!"

Tyrion curled his fingers and his voice became cold:

"Want to get the artifact back? Yes, but you need to work for me... What's that look in your eyes, dwarf, I won't let you help me move the body! I just need a guy who can fight, for me

Fight for a while, and then I will return the artifact to you, and then I will give you a gift and leave this world!"

Yrel also said helpfully:

"As a qualified commander, you should give some thought to the soldiers under your command! Is everyone willing to follow you and die on the battlefield?"

"We will not fight for evil!"

Turalyon shook his head and firmly rejected Tyrion's request, but the next moment, the death knight waved his hand:

"No, no, no, you understand wrong. I don't need all of you to come. With your strength, coming is a burden. Among you, there is only one thug I like!"

This naked humiliation made the commanders in front of him furious. Tyrion's eyes finally fell on the Archmage, and he said playfully:

"So I am waiting for your answer, my friend Khadgar."

Tyrion's gaze made Khadgar take a step back. He spread his hands and whispered:

"Lord Dark Blade values ​​me so much, should I feel honored? But if you are really sincere..."

"Shua"

The black soul stone was thrown into Khadgar's hand. Tyrion stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, turned around and walked out of the hall with Yrel:

"This is my sincerity, and this is also the reward I paid in advance. One day later, I will be waiting for you, my warrior Khadgar, at Auchinton Necropolis!"

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In the evening, Khadgar came to the Tianya Tavern alone. He searched among the bustling crowd, and soon he found a special person in the corner.

The Archmage sat at the table and looked at the high elf in white robes in front of him. He asked with a hint of vigilance:

"I received your magic letter, but what I'm more curious about is, who are you?"

"Archmage Khadgar, doesn't it feel good to serve evil? And does it matter who I am?"

The bronze dragon Sephiel drank a glass of wine very generously. She wiped her mouth and said meaningfully:
Chapter completed!