Dwarf Treasure

The Gray Dwarf Bandit had wanted to curse Roy out, but when he saw Roy press the dagger against his chin, watching the red beard get sliced off by the blade, his eyes widened in terror. He kept leaning back and begged, "...Don't! Don't cut my beard! What do you want to hear? I can tell you everything I know!"

Roy crouched beside the Red Beard Gray Dwarf. The Gray Dwarf Bandit's thick arms were tightly bound with rope, and the look in his eyes as he stared at Roy was filled with fear.

"It's about the Dwarf Treasure," Roy said.

The surrounding Gray Dwarf Bandits all looked toward the Red Beard Gray Dwarf, sharp gazes appearing in their eyes...

The Red Beard Gray Dwarf Bandit suddenly came to his senses. A guilty smile appeared on his face as he said to Roy:

"We Gray Dwarves came from the north. Our homeland suffered a drastic upheaval, so we could only take Three-Masted Sailboats and sail south. Everyone searched for a place to settle along the way, but unfortunately, after reaching the Mensa Plain, all we could find were islands..."

"The larger islands could only hold tens of thousands of Gray Dwarves, while the smaller ones could only hold a few thousand. So as we traveled, some Gray Dwarves disembarked along the way and settled on those islands."

Roy waved to the two Half-Elf guards behind him, signaling for them to drag the Red Beard Gray Dwarf into a cabin on the first floor of the Ship Building.

He had the Red Beard Gray Dwarf sit in a chair while he leaned against the window and stared at him.

Now that the Red Beard Gray Dwarf was alone, he looked around uneasily.

Roy said to him:

"I don't want to hear