Chapter 4 Chapter Two Reunion

The Surbring River gushed in the deep valley below.Drizzt walked into the east gate of Mithril Hall early that afternoon, and Catti-brie had already returned to Mithril Hall ahead of schedule, waiting for the "surprise" of his arrival.The dwarf guards welcomed the drow ranger as they would their bearded kin.Although Bruenor's relatives had become friends with him since they were in Icewind Dale, Drizzt still felt the warmth surge in his chest today when he saw the arms outstretched. In the labyrinthine corridors of Mithril Hall, Drizzt needed no guards or guides, nor did he want to.As he walked through the upper mithril halls, so many emotions and memories flooded his mind that he wished he could be alone for a while.He walked across Glen Canyon's new bridge, a beautiful structure with arched boulders spanning a ravine hundreds of feet wide.In this place, Drizzt thought he had lost Bruenor forever, the dwarf spiraling before his eyes into the dark abyss behind the burning dragon.

When this memory was over, Drizzt couldn't help but smile a little, trying to kill Bruenor Warhammer, a dragon couldn't do it! As he approached the other end of the bridge, Drizzt saw the new watchtower.The work of building them had just begun ten days ago, and now it is almost complete, and the hard-working dwarves have released all their enthusiasm here.But all the busy dwarves still straightened up and said hello to Drizzt passing by. Drizzt headed straight for the main corridor of the great room south of the bridge, the increasingly loud sound of hammering anvils guiding him.Leaving the hall, he passed through a small room and entered a wide and tall corridor, which contained another gallery.The best craftsmen of Mithril Hall are here to show their talents, and they are carving a statue of Bruno on the rock wall, next to Bruno's royal ancestors, the ancestors of the Throne Seven.

"Beautiful work, isn't it, Drow." Drizzt turned in the direction of the shout, and saw a stocky dwarf, his short yellow beard just hanging down over his broad chest. "Hello, Cooper." Drizzt greeted the speaker.He is the holy priest of the hall appointed by Bruno, which is a very noble position. "Is it appropriate?" Cooper asked, looking at the twenty-foot statue of the current king of Mithril Hall. "For Bruno, it should be a hundred feet tall." In response to Drizzt's answer, the kind Cooper just smiled and shook his head.Until Drizzt moved forward for a long time in the wide corridor, the sound of labor's chant still faintly came from behind.

He soon came to the upper hall, the city still above the miraculous subterranean city.Catti-brie and Wulfgar lived here.It's where Bruno spends most of his time, especially as he prepares for the spring trade season.Most of the tribe's 2,500 dwarves live in the mines and underground cities below. Those who live in this area are family guard commanders and elite soldiers.Not even a friend like Drizzt could approach the King undeclared and unescorted. Drizzt was led this time by a square-shouldered dwarf with a brown beard cinched in a broad jeweled girdle.After some red tape, he led Drizzt through the approach corridor to Bruenor's upper audience hall.General Dagna, as his title suggests, served under King Harbron of Fort Adbar, the most powerful dwarven stronghold in the Northlands.The hardy dwarf was one of the first in Fort Adbar's army to help Bruenor reclaim his homeland.After the war was won, most of the Adebar dwarves left, but Dagna and two thousand dwarves remained after clearing Mithril Hall.They swore allegiance to the Warhammer clan and provided Bruenor with military support to defend the rich dwarven stronghold.

Dagna is now Bruno's advisor and army commander.He had never expressed affection for Drizzt, but he would not be foolish enough to insult the drow, so he sent a worthy squire to lead Drizzt. "I told you he'd be back." As soon as they reached the audience hall, Drizzt heard Bruenor mumbling through the open door. "That elf will never miss your wedding!" "Looks like they're waiting for me," Drizzt said to Dagna. "We heard you were coming from that Rock Town," the general replied stiffly, without turning his head to look at Drizzt as he spoke. "We're ready for your arrival."

Drizzt knew that the general (the dwarf of dwarves he was called by the others) didn't like dealing with him.In fact, he never liked dealing with anyone who wasn't a dwarf, including Wulfgar and Catti-brie.The dark elf just smiled, he had long been used to others' prejudice against him, and he also knew that Dagna was Bruno's indispensable ally. "Hello," Drizzt greeted the three friends in the room as Bruenor seated himself on his stone throne, Wulfgar and Katie by his side. "You're here at last," Katie said with a serious face.said absently.Drizzt smiled knowingly, Katie obviously hadn't told anyone about their meeting just outside the cave.

"I really didn't expect you to come," Wulfgar said.For a human, he was quite large, with thick muscles, flowing blond hair, and eyes as sapphire blue as the sky in the North. "I've been praying for an extra seat next to us." Drizzt smiled and bowed in apology, knowing he was really to blame.He had been away for too long, arriving weeks later than planned. "Bah!" the red-bearded Bruno said disdainfully. "I told you, he'll come back, and he won't go away!" Drizzt shook his head, knowing he'd be off again soon, looking for...something.

"Are you still looking for the killer?" he heard Bruno ask him. Not anymore, this was Drizzt's first thought.The dwarf was speaking of Artemis Entreri, Drizzt's worst enemy, a ruthless killer.Sword skills are as superb as the drow ranger, obsessed with fighting Drizzt, vowing to defeat the dark elves.Entreri and Drizzt had once fought at Calimport in the far south, and Drizzt had been lucky enough to win that one, but they had had to separate because of other matters.Emotionally, Drizzt had come to a conclusion to this unending battle, freeing himself from a similar obsession with Entreri.

Drizzt saw himself in the killer, saw what he would end up with if he had remained in Menzoberranzan.He couldn't bear to have something like that in front of his eyes and just longed to destroy it.It was Catti-brie, dear, inexplicable Catti-brie, who had shown Drizzt the real Entreri and the real himself.Drizzt would be very happy if he never saw Entreri again. "I don't want to see that man again," Drizzt replied, looking at Katie.The girl sat there pretending, winking slyly at Drizzt, telling Drizzt that she understood him and supported him. "There are many wonderful things in the world out there, dear dwarf," Drizzt went on, "that cannot be seen from the shadows, and there are many sounds more cheerful than the clink of steel, and many smells than The stench of death is better."

"Another feast!" Bruno yelled, jumping off his chair. "The elves must be eyeing another wedding!" Drizzt made no reply. Another dwarf rushed into the room and dragged Dagna out quickly.After a while, the general returned to the king in a panic. "What's going on?" Bruno asked, a little annoyed. "Another guest." Just as Dagna opened his mouth, a halfling with a big belly walked in leisurely. "Regis!" Katie exclaimed in amazement, and both she and Wulfgar ran to welcome their friend.Unexpectedly, the five partners reunited. "Glutton!" Bruenor shouted the nickname of the halfling who could never get enough to eat. "Nine Abyss Hell is here..."

What's going on, Drizzt wondered why he didn't see this traveler on the mountain road outside Mithril Hall.They left Regis at Calimport, a thousand miles away, where he was head of the thieves' guild.And the partners had almost lost their heads in order to rescue the halfling from the thieves' guild. "Do you think I will miss such a grand event? This is the wedding of two of my dearest friends!" Looking at the angry Regis, Bruno had a trace of doubt. Catti-brie hugged him tightly and he looked very happy. Bruno glanced at Drizzt curiously, and shook his head.When he realized that the drow didn't respond to his surprise, he turned to the halfling and asked, "How do you know?" "You take your fame too lightly, Lord Bruenor." Regis bowed gracefully, his big belly drooping over his thin belt. At the same time, the bowing action made him make a "jingle" sound all over his body.Drizzt noticed that it was the sound of a hundred gems and a dozen swollen pockets hitting each other.Regis had always liked small, fine things, but Drizzt had never seen a halfling in such dazzling adornment.He wore a tunic with jewel studs, more ornate than Drizzt had ever seen anywhere, not even the enchanted ruby ​​pendant with hypnotic powers. "Will you stay longer?" Katie asked. "I'm in no hurry," Regis replied. "Can I have a room?" he asked Bruno. "I'm packing my stuff and I'm tired and need a break." "We'll take care of you," Katie assured him hastily.And Drizzt and Bruenor exchanged glances again, both of them thinking the same thing: how unusual it was for masters of assassins and speculative thieves to leave their positions so easily. "Where are your men?" Bruno asked the question that had been circling in his mind. "Oh," the halfling stammered a bit, "I... came here alone, those southerners are not used to the cold spring in the north." "Well, so you're the only one here," Bruno said, "Then it's time for me to prepare a big meal for your belly." Drizzt sat down beside the dwarf king, and the other three hurried out of the room. "Not many have heard of me in Calimport, elf," Bruenor murmured when Drizzt was alone. "Who in Longsaddle knows about this wedding?" Bruenor's wry look suggested that the worldly dwarf thought exactly as Drizzt did. "This little guy has a lot of good things on him," said the dwarf king. "He's running for his life," Drizzt replied. "Trouble again..." Bruno snorted, "...if I'm wrong, I'm a bearded dwarf." ※※※※ "Five meals a day," Bruenor muttered to Drizzt after the drow and the halfling lived in Mithril Hall for a week. "Every meal eats half as much as the others!" Drizzt had been so perplexed by Regis' appetite that he couldn't find the right words to respond to the dwarf king.They could only watch Regis walking up and down the dining hall.Keep chewing something in your mouth. "Fortunately we opened up a new tunnel," Bruno muttered, "I need more mithril income to feed him." Just as Bruno mentioned this new exploration, General Dagna walked into the dining hall.The grumpy brown-bearded dwarf clearly had no interest in the food, and he waved the squire back, walking straight up to Drizzt and Bruenor. "That was a short trip," Bruenor said to Drizzt when they noticed the dwarf general.Dagna just left this morning, and he led a patrol to explore the deepest part of the underground city of the Western Mine. "Trouble or fortune?" Drizzt asked straight to the point.And Bruno just shrugged, knowing—or wishing—that the two would always exist together. "My king." Dagna ignored the dark elf and walked directly in front of Bruno.He bent over slightly, his rocky expression preventing Drizzt from getting any information. "Mithril?" Bruno asked hopefully. Dagna seemed a little taken aback by this blunt question. "Yes." He paused for a while before answering, "The tunnel opposite the sealed door leads to a brand-new ore deposit. Judging from the areas we have proven, the ore reserves there are extremely rich. Your magical mine-sniffing nose is getting better and better. It's getting stronger, my king." He bowed deeply again. "I know." Bruno whispered to Drizzt, "I went there before my beard grew, and I almost died that time..." "But we're in trouble too." Dagna interrupted the dwarf king, his face still expressionless. Bruno waited a long time, but the bored dwarf never spoke again. "Big trouble?" The dwarf king finally realized that Dagna's pause was actually intended for dramatic effect, and that if he didn't cooperate, the stubborn general might stand all day. "Goblin." The ominous word came out of Dagna's mouth. Bruno snorted: "Is this the trouble you were talking about?" "A rather large tribe," continued Dagna, "perhaps several hundred." Bruenor looked to Drizzt, and the gleam in the drow's lavender eyes told the dwarf king that the news troubled his friend no more than it troubled himself. "Hundreds of goblins, elf," Bruno said playfully, "what do you think?" Drizzt didn't answer, he just kept smirking, and the twinkle in his eyes said it all.Since the recovery of Mithril Hall, life has become more and more boring. The sound of iron and steel is only from the shovel picks in the dwarven mines and the sledgehammer of the craftsmen. The road between Mithril Hall and Silvermoon City is difficult For the invincible Drizzt, he has long since become harmless and lacking in excitement.This news aroused Zall's considerable interest.Drizzt is a ranger whose mission is to protect the good race.But the weak and dirty goblins are the evil race he despises the most in this world. Although every table in the hall was empty, Bruno still led two people to Regis's table, "Dinner is over!" The red bearded dwarf king panted heavily, scanning the empty plates in front of the halfling and fragments of plates on the floor. "Call Wulfgar," Bruenor snarled at the hesitant halfling, "I'll count to fifty, and if he doesn't arrive, I'll cut your food ration in half!" Regis disappeared through the door in the blink of an eye. Bruno nodded, and Dagna took out a piece of coal from his pocket, and drew a rough map of the new mining area on the table, marking the places where they encountered goblins and the goblin main lair they found through further exploration.But the dwarves were more interested in the tunnels available in the area, and how smooth and large they were. "It's perfectly possible to surprise these stupid goblins." Bruenor winked at Drizzt. "You know there are goblins there," Drizzt said unhappily, looking at Bruno who was more excited than surprised.The enemies there seemed to interest the dwarf king more than the riches that lay there. "I probably knew there would be goblins," Bruno admitted. "I've seen them before, but with the dragons coming, my father and his soldiers couldn't get rid of the vermin. It was a long, long time ago." , Elf." The dwarf stroked his long red beard and strengthened his tone. "I'm not sure if they're still there." "Have we been threatened?" A thick male voice sounded behind them.The seven-foot-tall savage stepped to the table and bent over Dagna's map. "It's just goblins," Bruno replied. "Battle!" Wulfgar roared, slapping the mighty hammer Bruenor had forged for him, Aegis-fang, with the palm of his hand. "Going to exercise." Bruenor corrected Wulfgar's statement, and Drizzt, who covered his mouth and snickered, nodded to each other. "I don't think you two should like killing so much." Catti-brie's voice came from behind Regis. "Bet?" Bruno responded. "You found a few house goblins, they don't bother anyone, and you plan to slaughter them." Katie continued to express her opinion regardless of her father's mocking expression. "Woman!" Wulfgar yelled. Seeing the barbarian's contemptuous attitude, Drizzt's happy smile disappeared in an instant, and turned into a face of confusion. "Glad to be a woman," Katie whispered back without hesitation, returning to her conversation with Bruno. "How do you know these goblins want to fight?" she asked the dwarf king. "Or you don't care about their wishes at all?" "These pits are full of mithril." Bruno seemed eager to end the conversation. "Isn't this the goblin's mithril?" Katie asked naively, "Is it right to snatch them?" "Not anymore." Dagna interjected into the discussion, but Bruno didn't speak any more, looking a little confused by his daughter's accusing question. "For you, war is more important, all of you are like this." Katie stared at the four men present with intellectual eyes, "You are not looking for treasure, you are eager for blood. Even if these potholes There are only worthless stones in there, and you will hunt these goblins too!" "None of my business." Regis interrupted hastily.But no one noticed him. "They're goblins," Drizzt said to her. "Didn't your father die from a goblin attack?" "Yes." Katie didn't deny it. "If I find that tribe, they must pay for their evil deeds. But will this tribe be like them? This tribe that is thousands of miles away from them?" "Goblins are goblins!" Bruno roared. "Oh?" Katie folded her arms around her chest, "And what about Drow?" "What are you talking about?" Wulfgar glared at his bride-to-be. "If you found a wandering dark elf in the tunnels," Katie continued to Bruenor, ignoring Wulfgar who rushed up to her, "would you make a plan and kill him?" Bruenor gave Drizzt an uneasy look, but Drizzt smiled again.He understood Katie's reasoning, and he also knew why it made the stubborn dwarf king feel embarrassed. "If you did kill him, and that drow was Drizzt Do'Urden, who else would listen patiently to your bragging?" The young woman finally finished her speech. "At least I'll kill you the right way," Bruno muttered to Drizzt aloud. Drizzt burst into laughter. "Let's have a meeting, then," he said finally. "Since we can't refute our wise little friend, we must give the goblins a chance to explain their purpose." He said Looking at Katie, lost in thought.The lavender eyes were still shining brightly, and he knew exactly what answer the goblin would give. "Let's not kill them yet." "If you want to kill, use legitimate means." Bruno added. "She doesn't know anything!" Wulfgar roared, filling the venue with tension again. Drizzt silenced him with the same threatening look that had been seen before between drow and barbarian.Katie looked at the two of them with a painful expression on her face.Then she patted Regis on the shoulder, and the two left the room together. "Are we really going to negotiate with a bunch of goblins?" Dagna couldn't believe the situation had come to this point. "Well, don't say any more." Bruno supported the table with his hands, and started to study the map again.It was a moment before he discovered Wulfgar and Drizzt's confrontation.Bruenor saw confusion in Drizzt's eyes.But in the eyes of the barbarian, he found the condensation of great power.This incident does not seem to be so easily forgotten. ※※※※ Drizzt leaned against the stone wall outside Katie's room, and he came to the young woman, wondering why she cared so much about a tribe of goblins, and was so tough.Katie always had a unique perspective when the five companions were put to the test, but Drizzt felt that something strange was affecting her this time, and the anger in her words was not from the goblins. Leaning against the wall, the dark elf began to understand Katie. "You can't go!" Wulfgar's voice was rough and loud. "That's the battlefield, no matter how kind you are, they're goblins. They'll never talk to dwarves!" "Even if there was a fight, you'd need me," Katie retorted. "You can't go." Drizzt shook his head at Wulfgar's last tone, he thought he had never heard Wulfgar speak like that before.But then he remembered the first time he had seen the rough young savage, stubborn and haughty, talking almost as stupidly as he does now. Drizzt was waiting for the barbarian when Wulfgar returned to his chambers.Drow leaned casually against the wall, his wrist resting on the handle of the magic scimitar, and the green leaf-colored cloak was gathered behind his shoulders. "Did Bruenor send you?" Wulfgar looked at Drizzt who appeared in his room, feeling a little confused. Drizzt closed the door. "I'm not here because of Bruno," he explained calmly. Wulfgar shrugged, looking nonchalant. "Then, welcome back." There seemed to be something in his greeting, "You have been away from Mithril Hall for too long. Bruno needs your company..." "I'm here for Catti-brie." Drizzt didn't let him finish. The barbarian's ice-blue eyes instantly narrowed into thin lines, his strong jaw tightened upward, and his broad shoulders flared. "I know she went to see you, on your way here." Drizzt heard the hostility in Wulfgar's voice, and a look of bewilderment crept across his face.Why would Wulfgar care about Katie's meeting with him?How could he treat his old friend like this? "Regis told me." Wulfgar clearly misunderstood Drizzt's confused expression.A look of triumph appeared in the savage's eyes.It seemed that he believed that the secret information he possessed gave him some kind of advantage. Drizzt shook his head, brushing back his thick snow-colored hair with his slender fingers. "I didn't come here for some meeting on the road, or whatever else Catti-brie told me." With his wrist still on the hilt of his knife, Drizzt walked across the spacious room to the There is only one bed between people. "Whatever Catti-brie and I have said, it has nothing to do with you." Wulfgar's eyes were staring, and Drizzt understood that the barbarian was trying his best not to rush at him.Drizzt thought he knew Wulfgar well, but that only made him disbelieve his eyes even more. "How dare you?" Wulfgar's growl was distorted by clenched teeth. "she is mine……" "How dare I?" Drizzt said unflinchingly, "You speak of Katie as if she were your personal property. I heard you yelling at her, ordering her to stay here and not allow her to come with us to the goblins. " "You crossed the line!" Wulfgar warned. "You talk like a drunk orc." The metaphor was so apt that Drizzt himself wondered. Wulfgar took a deep breath, his huge chest protruding high, his expression much calmer.Then, he stepped over to the hook on the wall where the magic hammer hung. "You were my teacher once," Wulfgar said quietly. "I was your friend once, too," Drizzt replied. Furious flames burst into Wulfgar's eyes, "You speak to me as a father speaks to his child. You see, Drizzt Do'Urden, you are no longer my teacher. " Facing Wulfgar's dangerous gaze, Drizzt felt faint.And the barbarian had taken down the mighty hammer from the wall. "Are you a teacher now?" the dark elf asked him. Wulfgar nodded slowly, blinking in surprise at the sudden appearance of the twin scimitars in Drizzt's hands.Soft blue flames danced on the magical weapon "Flash" given to Drizzt by the wizard Marco Hubbell. "Remember when we first met?" Drizzt asked, sliding away from the edge of the bed, eliminating Wulfgar's advantage of using his long weapon to strike through the bed. "Remember the countless lessons we shared at the Cone of Cairn? And the tundra there and the bonfires of your kin." Wulfgar turned slowly, so that the dangerous drow was in front of him.His knuckles were already white from gripping the handle of the hammer. "Remember those sub-giants?" A smile crept up the corner of Drizzt's mouth along with the memories of the past, "You and I fought side by side against a whole lair of giants." "The dragon called Icedeath." Drizzt held up the other scimitar he'd gotten from the lair of the defeated dragon. "I remember all," Wulfgar replied calmly, and Drizzt sheathed his knives, thinking he had calmed the young man down. "What you're talking about is in the past!" A sudden roar shook the room, and the barbarian leapt forward with incredible speed and agility, throwing an elbow to Drizzt's face.Surprised drow hastily dodged, but was still hit in the shoulder. The ranger fell back with the momentum, and stood up again in the far corner of the room, the twin blades leaping into his hands again. "One more lesson, then." There was a fire brewing in his lavender eyes, a fire the barbarian had seen so many times before. Wulfgar charged without fear.Aegis' Fang danced a series of feints, and then slashed the head, hitting the hammer like a gale blowing leaves. "It's been a long time since we've seen a fight." All this was just a strange game in Drizzt's eyes, perhaps a rite of passage for the young barbarian.So he crossed his two blades on the top of his head, and locked the thunderous Aegis Fang with the momentum of the hammer.Even so, his legs nearly bowed to his knees. Wulfgar sprang back, preparing for a second attack. "Never forget defense!" Drizzt reprimanded.Two scimitars were drawn sideways, hitting Wulfgar in the face one after the other. The barbarian staggered a step, wiped off the two traces of blood on his cheek with the back of his hand, his pair of giant eyes still did not blink. "Sorry," the student bled, making Drizzt feel guilty, "I didn't want to…" Wulfgar charged at him, swinging his warhammer furiously, shouting Tempus, God of War. Drizzt sidestepped the blow, and the stone wall around him exploded with a roar.And Drow's figure has moved to the side of the warhammer, holding the warhammer tightly with one arm. Wulfgar withdrew a hand from the hammer handle and grabbed Drizzt by the chest of his clothes.Lifting him off the floor with ease, he slammed Drizzt against the wall.At this moment, the muscles on his bare arms bulged like hills. Drizzt couldn't believe the big boy had such power!He felt as if he was being squeezed into the rock, going through the wall and falling into another room.At least, he hoped there would be another room behind the wall!He kicked out with one leg, and Wulfgar dodged to dodge when he saw the tip of his toe coming towards his face.But Drizzt stepped on the barbarian's stiff arm with his leg looped; using the leg as a point of leverage, Drizzt sliced ​​Wulfgar's wrist with the edge of his palm and jumped from the loose hand.The hilt of the scimitar landed firmly on Wulfgar's nose as it fell. With an inhuman roar, Wulfgar swung his hammer upwards, and Drizzt had already landed.Drow fell on his back, kicked the wall, and slid between Wulfgar's legs.The other foot stepped on the barbarian's groin, slipped behind him again, and then kicked the barbarian's knee socket with both feet at the same time.Wulfgar's legs buckled, and one knee sank into the wall. Drizzt bounced off the ground.Grabbing the hair at the back of Wulfgar's head, he jerked backward, and the unbalanced savage fell to the ground like a felled tree. Wulfgar groaned and tried to roll over to his feet, but Drizzt turned the blade upside down, and the hilt slammed into the huge human's jaw again. Wulfgar scrambled to his feet, laughing, and Drizzt stepped back. "You are no longer my teacher," Wulfgar repeated.But the bloody saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth made him look very imposing. "What do you want to say?" Drizzt asked, "Say it now!" The Fang of Aegis flew out of the barbarian's hands and hit him again, even more viciously than before. Drizzt dodged and fell, avoiding the deadly Hammerhead.The sound of gold and stone colliding made him shiver for a while, and the stone wall had undoubtedly shattered into a big hole. Standing up in surprise, he saw the Savage rushing towards him.Drizzt bent and spun, kicking Wulfgar in the rear.Wulfgar snarled and turned around, and was hit on both cheeks by Drizzt's blade again. This time, the splash of blood could not be wiped clean with the back of his hand. Wulfgar, stubborn as a dwarf, delivered another elbow. "Your anger defeated you." Drizzt dodged the blow with ease.Wulfgar, who studied and practiced hard, had already mastered the art of combat, and clearly understood that it was an art.So now Drizzt really finds it hard to believe that his students will lose their composure on the battlefield. Wulfgar, who roared again and again, threw his fist again, but immediately shrank back.This time, Drizzt placed the flash -- or more precisely -- the flashing edge across the barbarian's line of attack, and Wulfgar couldn't fully control the punch in the end, and one hand instantly Blood dripping. "Won't your warhammer automatically return to your hand?" Wulfgar was shocked by Drizzt's question.He has long forgotten the magic on his weapon. "Do you still want to keep your finger so you can grab it?" As Drizzt had said, Aegis-fang was back in Wulfgar's grasp. These words made Drizzt feel a little sick, and his body and mind were even more exhausted by this matter.With his knife still in its sheath, he stood within four feet of the savage, within reach of the savage, with his hands hanging by his sides, making no attempt to defend himself. When he realized that this was not a game at all, the brilliance in his purple eyes faded away. Wulfgar stood stiffly for a long time, slowly closing his eyes.Fighting Drizzt was like a battle with himself. He smiled, opened his eyes slightly, and lowered the weapon in his hand. "My friend, my teacher, it's good of you to be back." He reached for Drizzt's shoulder. In the middle of the journey, the five fingers suddenly tightened into fists and punched Drizzt's cheek. Drizzt dodged and hooked Wulfgar's arm, shoving hard in the direction of the barbarian's impact, causing Wulfgar to stumble forward.But Wulfgar's other hand caught the drow just in time, and Drizzt fell with him.They huddled together, climbed up while leaning on the wall, and laughed knowingly together. After the meeting in the dining hall, Drizzt finally got this partner who had lived and died together to stand with him again. Drizzt left quickly without mentioning Katie again.He needs to sort out all of these things, especially this one that just happened.But at least he understood the confusion the Savage was having because of that girl.Wulfgar came from a male-dominated environment, where women could only speak when asked to, and had to follow the orders of their male masters.Now, although Wulfgar was about to marry Catti-brie, he still couldn't shake the influence of his boyhood. The thought made Drizzt feel uneasy.In the mountains outside Mithril Hall, I found a strange sadness in Katie.Until now, he did not understand the origin of this sadness. He also understood Wulfgar's recklessness, and if the stubborn savage were to quell the flames in Katie, he would strip her of everything that had drawn him so deeply, of everything he had ever loved, of Trace. something I love. Tritter shook his head, pushing the thought out of his mind.Her intellectual eyes have been shining in his eyes for ten years, and her stubborn father Bruno has also been influenced by her. Wulfgar couldn't quell the fire in Katie's eyes, neither could Drizzt, not even the gods.