Why do dwarves have beards?

This was the first question Bennett asked when he saw the dwarf.

Why are dwarves all bad-tempered people?

This was the second question Bennett asked after meeting the dwarf.

"Where's Melissa Meteorite? Ask her to come out and see me. I'm not an elf. I don't have the patience to wait for her."

Bennett looked at the dwarf in front of him. To be honest, if he were replaced by a wizard as irritable as the dwarf, he felt that the dwarf would have already considered how to die.

"And you, you shrunken brat, bring Melissa to me now."

Good man, he is so angry that he has gotten himself into trouble.

Bennett glanced at the dwarf, then looked at Beth and said:

"Has he always been so brave?"

Beth sighed and said:

"If he wasn't so annoying, I really wouldn't want to bring him here."

"Didn't you teach him a lesson?"

Beth spread her hands helplessly and said:

"Trust me, my fists are very familiar with his body."

Bennett opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me? Are you deaf? Or is the wizard's mental illness acting up again?"

The dwarf began yelling at Bennett again.

Fortunately, it's me now, Bennett thought. If it was me six months ago, my ashes would probably be scattered by now.

"You came here as a guest, but you didn't even introduce yourself, and you still bothered the host to help you. It's already my courtesy not to kick you out on the spot."

Bennett said to the dwarf.

The dwarf looked at Bennett for the first time. His thick eyebrows were unusually serious, and his big curly beard trembled for a moment. He said:

"If you go to a dwarf's territory, they will offer you wine before they know your name. Otherwise, the dwarves don't know how to entertain guests."

Bennett looked at Beth, who nodded, indicating that this was indeed what the dwarf looked like.

"Except for the elves with long ears, of course."

The dwarf continued.

Bennett looked at Beth again, and Beth nodded again.

Bennett looked at the dwarf, who was about 1.5 meters tall. When he looked at people, he always liked to stare. He had a hammer almost as big as him on his back.

At this time, the dwarf was glaring at him angrily, looking unhappy.

"Well, prepare a barrel of strong liquor for our dwarven friend."

At this moment, Aimee walked in from outside, or rather, Aimee walked from the lord's study to the reception room of the castle.

When the dwarf heard that there was good wine, he relaxed his eyelids, stood up and said to Aimee:

"The people of the Giant Wolf Family are still generous. We dwarves have always had a good relationship with the people of the North."

Bennett: “…”

Beth: “…”

This dwarf is a genius, as he was able to make such a big announcement in the first sentence.

The smile on Aimee's face froze for a moment, but soon recovered. When she was in the North, she read the collection of the Duke of the North, which recorded the customs of the dwarves.

She knew that this was the custom of the dwarves.

"My ancestors were indeed giant wolves from the North, but now I am from the Iris family and a duke, so I cannot be called a member of the giant wolf clan."

Just at this moment, two maids came into the living room carrying a barrel of wine. Maureen took out a large golden cup from the side and placed it in front of the dwarf.

When the dwarf saw the fine wine, he forgot everything Aimee had said. He picked up the barrel, opened the cork, smelled it, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

He instinctively looked up at the crowd, and seeing that no one had a wine glass in front of them, he said with some regret:

"Don't you want to drink it? This is good wine. It would be a waste for me to drink it alone."

"I have a baby to take care of and I can't drink for the past two years."

Aimee said.

When the dwarf heard that Aimee was having a baby, he immediately showed a happy expression. He filled the glass with wine, looked at Aimee and everyone else, and said:

"Celebrate the inheritance of blood."

After saying that, he raised the glass and poured the wine into his mouth in big gulps. The wine not only went into his mouth, but also flowed down his beard and half of it flowed onto the carpet.

The maids standing by looked at the wine-stained carpet with painful expressions on their faces.

Carpet cleaning is the most difficult, especially carpets stained by colored beverages, which are even more difficult to clean.

The dwarf drank the wine in the glass and looked at everyone again. He asked almost everyone, even the maid next to him.

Only Beth agreed, asked Maureen for a draft beer mug, and had a drink with the dwarf.

The dwarf then refilled his glass and sat down on the sofa.

"Hello, Aimee Stark. I am Groin Earthheart. I am here on behalf of the dwarves to supervise Melissa Meteorite and fulfill her promise to the elves and dwarves."

Aimee didn't know about this so-called promise, but from the dwarves' attitude and words, she knew that the dwarves had no respect for the archmage.

In some cases, the dwarves even despised Melissa.

"Although I am a duke, in a sense, I do not have the right to directly command the archmage, Your Highness Groin."

Aimee addressed him as His Highness. She knew the surname Earthheart, which belonged to the royal family of the dwarves. It was an ancient and noble surname with very few descendants.

This rude fool in front of me might be a dwarf prince.

"What's going on? Why is there a stench of dwarves here?"

A crisp voice sounded, and a green figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The visitor was none other than Belodis, the elf most hated by the dwarves.

When Groin saw Bilodis, his eyebrows instantly rose. He almost jumped up from the sofa and said loudly:

"Belodis, you bitch, slut, a monster who can't sleep without ten men a day, how dare you show up here."

After that, Groin looked at Aimee again and said:

"Lord Iris, you must expel these elves. They will bring incest and debauchery to your territory. You must expel them quickly."

Although Vilodis's behavior before she met the Spirit Tide Mage was indeed no different from what Groin said, she couldn't help but get furious when she heard the dwarf's insults.

She suddenly pulled out a longbow from her back, put an arrow on the bowstring, and shouted angrily:

"Dwarf, if I don't put your head among my spoils today, I will..."

"Stop arguing. This is Iris's living room, not a fighting arena for you to settle your personal grudges. Go outside and fight if you want."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Bennett spoke directly.

Aimee also breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out and squeezed Bennett's hand, then said to Groin:

"Bilodis is now married to a human mage. Although I don't know what she was like in the past, she is indeed a qualified wife now."

Then she said to Belodis:

"You were the first dwarf to provoke me. I don't think this is the way for elves to treat guests."

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