Silver Castle.

This silver-gray fortress nestled among the mountains is built from special stone extracted from the rock.

In the bright sunlight at noon, the surface of the special stone glows with a silvery-white light, making the fortress appear as if it's made of silver from afar.

Hence, it got the name "Silver Castle."

Moreover, the dwarves who built the fortress were primarily Silver Dwarves, making the name even more fitting.

A thousand years ago, dwarves crossed the ocean to this continent, and Silver Castle was their first established settlement.

As the fortress was completed, some dwarves began to explore the continent, gradually dispersing and forming various settlements, thriving in all corners of the land.

And so, this fortress naturally became a common home and center for the dwarves.

With the shifts in the perspectives and actions of the Silver Dwarves and Brass Dwarves, more and more dwarves left the mountains to live in towns and large cities.

They fully utilized their unique abilities, maintaining the distinct capabilities of their race.

However, their beliefs, will, and heritage gradually changed under the influence of humans and beastmen.

This change was completely unacceptable to many elder, traditional dwarves.

Of course, many young dwarves still longed for the glory and resilience once possessed by their ancestors.

Therefore, the traditional way of life preserved at Silver Castle became a refuge for these individuals.

Those who upheld tradition, valued honor, and revered Mother Earth and ancestral will gathered here, to live and work peacefully.

The first leader to arrive at this city was the dwarven sage and prophet—Lurik.

At the suggestion of Kevin, upon arriving on this continent, he communicated very little with dwarves in cities and towns, instead coming directly here.

The life here was not too different from their past, and combined with their status as Golden Dwarves, they quickly integrated into the castle.

The gold, silver, and brass dwarf races reassembled here, which was a great honor for many traditional dwarves.

This was almost the scene they've dreamed of for thousands of years.

When Sergio later arrived here carrying the will of their ancestors and was revered as the Dwarf King,

the dwarves here gave him their firmest support.

They could still sense the pulse of Mother Earth and still hear the call of ancient ancestors in hazy dreams.

They felt these presences within Sergio, thus they were the first to recognize his qualification as Dwarf King.

When Sergio intended to lead the dwarves back home and rebuild the kingdom, they did not hesitate to express their full support.

However, for the time being, they are actively preparing, accumulating strength.

Inside the ancestral hall of Silver Castle. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The Castle Lord, Lurik, and other dwarven leaders from within the fortress gathered together.

This is, after all, the central city for dwarves on the continent, the city with the highest concentration of dwarf migration.

Therefore, compared to the former Gray Mountain Castle, its scale is much larger, and the population is naturally dozens of times that of Gray Mountain Castle.

Bear in mind, if all the dwarves in the world are gathered together, the number would be around a million.

And the dwarves of Silver Castle make up about half of that, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

"Too many of our young descendants have already forgotten the glory of our ancestors."

An elderly man with a long beard said with emotion, his expression showing a touch of anger.

He was a senior Silver Dwarf, having lived in the former Dwarf Empire.

But he had to admit that since the collapse of the Dwarf Empire, the Silver Dwarves have declined the fastest.

In his eyes, they have now become like merchants, moreover, merchants among the most despised.

"Do not be angry, my brother, this is also the price we must endure for abandoning our homeland." Another elderly man with a long beard said beside him.

He was a Brass Dwarf.

These two elders were among the first dwarves to migrate here, living through the years to the present.

The two elders reminisced about the past, speaking one after another, leaving others unable to interject.

After all, their seniority was extremely high, even Lurik had to respectfully bow and call them "elders."

Not to mention Lurik, even the eldest of the Gray Mountain Clan coming here would respectfully call them "old brothers."

The group quietly listened to the elders recount the past, although these stories were ones they had heard countless times.

Finally, after their recollections ended, the Silver Castle Lord at the seat lightly coughed twice.

This Castle Lord, whose beard was shorter than Sergio's, was a young and promising leader.

He was the Silver Dwarf King—Hokliro.

Once, each of the three dwarf races had a king, and their collective leadership was known as the "Three Kings Council."

The three kings each had their duties, discussing and deliberating, leading the entire dwarf race towards continuous development and progress.

This "Three Kings Council" system was also adopted by the various clans and tribes of the dwarves.

Just like the former Gray Mountain Clan, it was jointly governed by three main leaders at the time.

After Sergio arrived, he gained the recognition of the ancestors, becoming the new Golden Dwarf King.

This was indeed an important reason why dwarves supported Sergio, even traditional dwarves were not blind in their actions; they had their own considerations.

"Alright, elders, now more and more young people are responding to our call and gathering here, aren't they?

They are the fresh blood of our race, their veins burning with fervor like flames in a furnace, full of enthusiasm.

They will work with us tirelessly to reclaim our homeland and rebuild our kingdom."

So spoke Hokliro, the Silver Dwarf King.

After saying this, he looked towards Lurik and asked, "The Golden King went to Lebia Continent, and many Night Watchers have also returned there. I've heard that the situation there recently is not optimistic?"

Lurik nodded: "Indeed, Silver King. Our world is now threatened by an Evil God, leading evil forces, posing a threat to the whole of Lebia.

We Night Watchers intend to completely eradicate these evil forces, but a full-scale war seems unavoidable, and this war is imminent."

The Silver King listened quietly, nodding slightly.

"Is there anything we can do to help? We can feel the pain of Mother Earth; the ancestors are urging us to act. I feel obliged to contribute."

Lurik smiled and shook his head: "The Golden King has already led some dwarves over there to assist. This is the duty of us Night Watchers as well as an expression of friendship from the entire dwarf race to Lebia Continent."

Upon hearing this, the Silver King nodded and said no more. He naturally understood the situation of the Night Watchers, knowing full well they do not need his trivial support.

After all, the Night Watchers' logistics capabilities are extremely strong, even Mages sigh in comparison, their logistics system is enough to support a large-scale war.

"With more and more young descendants joining, should we start to make some preparations?"

The Silver King asked.