114. Dwarf commission, Monica annihilates the enemy with one shot

In the Dwarf tribe, status was determined by the number of twists in their beards: three for an adult, four for those highly respected, and this dwarf emerging from the wall had five braids, signifying he was the chief of a small community.

"My heavens, kind adventurer, I, Kanto, am very pleased to accept your gift! In fact, I haven't had a drink in a month!"

The Dwarf Chief, Kanto, excitedly grabbed the cup and downed the Green Nightmare in one gulp.

A drink potent enough to immediately intoxicate an adventurer merely caused Kanto's face to flush slightly red, he burped, licked his lips, and said wistfully:

"What a delicious strong drink! Adventurer, since you are so kind, may I ask if you would accept my commission to escort my tribe across the Silent Plains?"

"Of course, I won't let you go unrewarded; in my treasury, I have a treasured item that I will give to you as payment."

A system message popped up in front of Lin Da: