Chapter 54 Sadistic dwarf

Chapter 54

After seeing the so-called dwarf go behind the bar and sit in a chair pulled from who knows where, he reaches under the bar and reaches in to drink from some sort of leather pouch.

While Ekaterina continues to shuffle things around on the floor, I start asking the system about this doubt I have as to why I have never seen other races.

"To answer your doubts, the central continent is absolutely dominated by the human race, at least legally, as there are other races that have a culture, religion, architecture, etc. But they are not natural, from here they may be slaves brought from other continents, small survivors of past eras or beings that simply migrated from other places."

Hearing that explanation that doesn't explain anything, I start looking through the things lying around too, or at least pretending to do so.

"That of legal what do you mean?"

"For a more detailed explanation, the entire territory of the central continent is divided into countries, in those countries a god is worshipped that has absolute control over the territory in which the country is located, even so that god is not the only one worshipped there, as most of the countries are followers of multiple gods. All these gods are of the human race, so legally the central continent is of human control, yet there are other gods that are considered pagan, have no control over any territory and rule a minority race."

Going into some deep thoughts I am forcibly pulled out of them when Ekaterina lets out an angry shout, followed by this she moves towards the bar where the dwarf and Sif were... Wait Sif?

"What are you doing there Fred!"

"I caught the reference master, and what am I doing, for I am drinking with this good man."

Letting out those words I see how the leather bag floats up to over the snout and followed by this he turns around dropping the wine in Sif's open mouth, ignoring that I also move towards the bar to see what Ekaterina who is already Hitting the bar with her fist is going to do.

"This is all garbage, you think I don't know what kind of creations yours are."

With a very angry voice, she starts hitting the bar as if she had done something to it.

"Stop, stop, you're going to break the bottles."

Letting out a voice with almost palpable fear, he begins to move his hands erratically.

"I guess I'll help you master, pass me the horn, it seems to me that our friend here will rethink it after seeing it."

I don't know what's planned, but she's experienced, come on, she's a wolf from a few centuries up, so she knows what she's doing with those thoughts, she pulled out the horn the barbarian gave her and threw it at him, oh she has no hands... Too bad Nea, too bad.

"This... That may be the wine of Fire Rock, the wine that only Barbarians can get."

Letting out a brittle voice and even letting pass Ekaterina who keeps hitting the bar, she stretches her hands towards the horn floating in the vicinity of Sif who had stopped it with magic only for this one to stop it in its tracks.

"Not so fast my young friend, my master here needs some things you can provide, so do we have a deal?"

In a black-hearted, capitalist, bourgeois merchant voice, Sif lets on that he can be useful in strange ways.

"You are a monster, but you got what you wanted, then come with me to the back store."

Finishing those words he looks at us and starts to open the door that was behind the bar, followed by that we move over there.

Behind the door was a room completely different from what was in front, on the ceiling there are lights that illuminate the room completely in a warm white color, on the sides there are different types of mannequins fully equipped with either weapons or armor of the physical or magical type, one more protrudes a cylinder type structure made of glass that is embedded in the center of the room.

"You guy move over to the analyzer, and you wait outside you don't want to see what's next."

First he points towards me and followed by this towards Ekaterina, finishing that he moves to one of the sides and starts checking the armor types while looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Sure, I'll wait for you guys outside... No most likely I'll have to come in and pick you up when he's done with you."

Starting with some energetic words as he was since we entered the production area, these are weakened after he glances at me and then at the analyzer.

With many doubts as to what she is referring to, Ekaterina I move towards the analyzer after she closes the door after leaving, how was I to know she was nailing the nail of my own coffin.

"Hey you're alive, what the hell Multan, I told you he was a guest, look how you left him to me and even his relic is out cold."

After feeling the slapping of both sides of my face, I finally managed to open one eye before the weight of this action forced me to close it again, wondering what happened here? Well, that midget takes his job seriously... Too seriously, although now I'm just going to sleep.

"I'm not to blame, he forced me into this, I analyzed it and the best thing for him was a wizard's robe, he still refused my expertise ha ha ha ha, but I must admit he was a little right after some tests... A little strenuous, I got the best guy for him.

Listening to a few choppy words obviously coming from my torturer Multan a beast in human form, before my conscience can fall into the beautiful embrace of the realm of dreams, I am pulled out of there by two more slaps.

"Sure, you just make excuses, look how you've left it, Wait, don't fall asleep!"

Coming out of the dreams thanks to Ekaterina's help or not so help, I don't know it's all weird, I manage to blurt out a few words before drowsiness catches me.

"Just throw me on Sif's back and let her carry me all the way home."

"You're a guest of Andrey's so it's okay, but maybe Sif is unwilling."

Ekaterina's response makes me remember, sure, that traitorous she-wolf saw how this sadistic blacksmith, made me try on all kinds of armor, from ultra heavy for knights to ones that were ripped cloth for people who use katana, while all that was going on she enjoyed it at least if the drool falling down her muzzle was any indication.

"Then just drag my body from one leg to the house."

"well OK, I won't say I won't enjoy this because obviously I will".

With a few words I jokingly said my fate was sealed, then I feel as someone grabbed my foot and started dragging me.

"See ya kid, have a good trip!"

The sadistic dwarf's words are the last thing I heard before I lost to sleep again.