The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 679 - 361 Dwarf King

Candlelight City.

In a certain ward.

Sergio suddenly sat up from the bed, reaching out as if to grab a weapon.

"Calm down, you've already done it."

A voice came from beside him.

Sergio looked over and finally realized.

The battle was over, and he had ultimately won.

Sitting on the hospital bed, he fell silent.

The dwarf guarding him next to him also quieted down, providing Sergio with an environment for contemplation.

After a while.

The door to the ward opened.

George, Blake, and others walked in.

Along with Vito who hurried over.

Vito approached: "How is it?"

Sergio rubbed his head: "Very well, it's just that I had a... fantastical journey in a dream."

"In a dream?" Everyone was puzzled.

Sergio nodded: "In the dream, I met the former kings. They took me to tour the ancient land where I saw the prosperity of the once Dwarf Empire and the lives of the clansmen.

I also witnessed how they fought against the Evil God, battled with those fallen traitors, and eventually drove the Evil God away.

I heard them converse with me—their remorse, their grievances, their lamentations..."

Sergio fell silent, contemplating something unknown.

"Alright, don't overthink, take a rest. You've done very well.

You were too engrossed in that battle. Perhaps you could watch the battle footage later."

Upon hearing this, Sergio was taken aback and nodded.

He then said, "The former kings gave me a mission."

"Mission?"

"Yes."

Sergio nodded, slowly raising his hands.

A faint radiance shimmered from his cupped hands, and then a crown appeared in his grip.

The crown's structure was extremely heavy, made entirely of solid gold with bright silver metal outlining its lines.

A giant gemstone was embedded at the center, surrounded by variously colored tiny gemstones.

"Dwarf Crown? Is this the Dwarf Crown?"

Vito immediately recognized it, raising his voice with a hint of sharpness.

For an elderly man like him, this was an extreme lapse, but he couldn't care less right now.

Sergio silently nodded while gazing at the crown.

Watching this scene, Vito forced himself to calm down.

He instantly understood what the mission entailed.

And also knew the gravity of this mission.

"Are you prepared for it? This is a heavy mission, and a highly stressful responsibility."

Sergio opened his mouth but couldn't reply immediately.

He was merely the Clan Leader of the Gray Mountain Clan and the Castle Lord of Gray Furnace Castle.

Suddenly given the task of becoming the Dwarf King.

The former kings in the dream wanted him to restore the Dwarf Empire, to bring back the dwarves scattered across the world to their homeland.

This was indeed... a bit overwhelming.

Undoubtedly, this was an arduous task.

One undeniable fact was the deep rift formed over millennia between the separated dwarves.

Golden Dwarves hid away due to their sins.

Silver Dwarves brewed wine, established banks, and managed Commerce Associations, becoming a renowned merchant race.

Bronze Dwarves built fortresses, bought mines, and forged weapons, becoming arms suppliers.

They long had their own lives, their own power.

It was difficult to gather them again under the name of a Dwarf Empire.

At least, that's how Sergio understood it.

How could people's well-established lives suddenly be disrupted just because you say we should regroup and rebuild a nation?

Vito also deeply understood the difficulty within, observing Sergio's visible struggle and internal conflict.

This was an emotion rarely seen on the face of a dwarf, only the hatred of the race and the weight of responsibility brought such pressure.

And now it was time for Sergio to make his choice.

Undoubtedly, this would be the most pivotal decision of his life.

The others listening to the conversation also fell silent.

At this moment.

Maxim, who was standing at the door, suddenly spoke: "Isn't it tradition to consult with the Prophet at a time like this?"

These words suddenly awakened Sergio and everyone present.

In dwarf tradition, Prophets aren't truly prophets, but rather sages.

The smartest and most knowledgeable individuals among the dwarves.

Every dwarven leader ought to converse with the Prophet before making a significant decision.

And now he had the opportunity to speak with two Prophets.

One dwarven sage, the traditional Prophet.

One leader, the true Prophet.

"You're right, Maxim, thank you for the reminder. About your previous comment on my height, I forgive you."

Sergio said.

Maxim at the door smiled, shook his head somewhat helplessly.

He hadn't said anything directly, merely touched on height during idle chat.

Nodding to the crowd, Sergio immediately opened the channel, wanting to converse with the two.

But when he opened the channel.

He discovered a new channel, with only Kana and Lurik, plus himself.

Seeing this channel, he suddenly felt at ease.

[Sergio: Did you foresee this moment?]

[Kana: No, I merely made the necessary preparations, and you chose this moment.]

[Lurik: Compared to before, you're becoming more like a Prophet now.]

[Kana: Is that so? I'll take that as a compliment.]

[Sergio: Hahaha, that's definitely a compliment, Prophet.]

[Kana: Enough flattery, tell us about your current situation and your doubts.

There are two Prophets here to answer you.]

[Sergio: Indeed, I'm honored.]

[Sergio: How do you think I should choose?]

[Kana: That's for you to ask yourself.]

[Lurik: What? What are you talking about? What choice?]

[Sergio: Well, this Prophet is a tad lacking.]

[Lurik: Enough, damn Sergio, quickly tell me what you've encountered? To make you so conflicted, clearly you're facing a major life event.

Related to the previous battle, correct? That was a dwarven ceremony.

Looks like I need to adjust my mindset before I can properly judge and respond to your question.]

[Sergio: Of course, but you can calm down first, since there's another Prophet here.]

[Lurik: You're right, so I'll listen intently.]

Sergio began recounting the situation he encountered in his dream over the channel, explaining in more detail than he had outside.

He even directly sent some dialogues with the former kings unaltered to them.

Then he spoke of his reasons for feeling conflicted.

Ever since the Alliance Army incident, ever since the end of the Blood Catastrophe.

Sergio had been learning about the situation of other dwarves, just wanting to know how their lives compared to others.

It made choosing very difficult for him.