Rhode looked at the stone door before him, then turned his gaze to Som.
According to Durol, a Dwarf was needed to open this stone door.
Although Som was a Dwarf who could not grow a beard and was allergic to alcohol, his genes still made him a Dwarf, which meant he was qualified to open it.
Som took a deep breath and stood before the stone door. There was a small indentation on it, and when he placed his hand inside, a Magic Circle appeared.
Then the stone door slowly opened.
"I thought at least someone from dwarven royalty would be needed to open this door. I didn't expect any random Dwarf could do it!" Erik said, somewhat confused.
"Dwarves believe strength reigns supreme. As long as one is strong enough, one can become the Dwarven King. Besides, this stone door is merely one of countless back entrances, so naturally it has few restrictions."
Norn explained from the side.
Over the past two years of adventuring, he had learned much about various races. In particular, when they had stayed in that Dwarf City, he had interacted with the Dwarves every day.
He had also learned quite a bit about the First Dwarven Kingdom.
"It was precisely because the conditions for opening it weren't too demanding that so many Dwarves could escape. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been the later Eight Great Clans," Rhode added.
There were many suspicious aspects surrounding the fall of the First Dwarven Kingdom.
Even if it had suffered a sudden attack from an army of Monsters, it was impossible for every member of the royal family to have died overnight.
Could it be that the entire continent's Demon Race had participated in it?
But that was the only possibility.
The Elf Forest was now facing the