Hoffman Ironfist paced anxiously back and forth within the castle.
Since dispatching the Captain of the Imperial Guards to deliver the gold coins, he had started to feel a bit uneasy, a sensation that was preposterous and illogical.
First off, the Hell Believers had no reason to strike at the Dwarves; those who worshipped Hell weren't fearless of death, and would only stir trouble if they were sure to survive.
Having already offended the Elf Tribe, to further provoke the Dwarves would not only hasten the end of the war due to their shared hatred of the common foe but would also cut off their own escape.
So logically speaking, this group of Hell Believers wouldn't cause trouble.
After taking the money, they should have fled.
And for safety's sake, Hoffman Ironfist had dispatched his own Captain of the Imperial Guards, who would have had no problem escaping even if he stumbled upon an ambush, with the capabilities of a Legendary Aura Knight.
