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The dwarf had a height that barely seemed to reach one meter. His thick torso looked like a well-ripened potato. The overall tough-looking dwarf struggled in Keter’s grip.
“You grabbed my beard! You pervert, let go at once!”
“Hm? Oh.”
Beards were quite a sensitive area for dwarves. Keter knew that well, so he released the dwarf’s beard and grabbed his hair instead.
Keter and Daat climbed out of the swamp trap the dwarves had made.
Keter set the dwarf down on the ground and said, “You’ve got accomplices, right? Where are they all gathered?”
“I’ve got nothing to say to a pervert.”
The dwarf was stern. The resolve of dwarves was prioritized above their lives, so threats didn’t work on them. However, Keter knew better than anyone how to coax them since there were dwarves in Liqueur.
“They’ll come out once we stir things up anyway. Let’s just eat this one.”
“What?” Daat asked back.
“Huh?”
Not only Daat but the dwarf was startled as well. Keter found their reactions even stranger.
“Why are you surprised?”
“Big Brother, even if that was supposed to be a metaphor, I don’t get it. You just said you would eat this furba...
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