Seeing Ulag's red face flush even redder, and the hand gripping the broad-backed curved saber behind him, the adventurer felt a chill shoot up from below.
Even though he had specifically strapped on sturdy leg guards before leaving home today.
This guy would really kill someone when he went crazy. I'd better apologize quickly...
A voice came from nearby.
"Woof, see, He Xi? If you're not tall enough, you'll end up like Ulag—nothing but trouble. You can't even see the commissions. Unless you can make me fly, I'm not becoming an adventurer on my own."
A young man's voice immediately replied, "You're just lazy. Ulag isn't much taller than you, but didn't he still work hard to jump up and look?"
That back-and-forth left the adventurer, who had still been thinking of how to ease the tension, too scared to say a word.
Past that swollen red head, he saw a young man in dark cloth armor standing with his head lowered, seemingly talking to someone.
Well, damn. Young people really are bold. It was one thing for a dwarf to joke about himself, but this guy actually picked up the thread and kept going.
He'd offended two dwarves in a single sentence.
He had probably only been in the business for a short while. His knees hadn't suffered enough yet.
Sure enough, Ulag, who had been glaring furiously at him just moments ago, suddenly spun around.
But as Ulag turned and cleared his line of sight, he froze in astonishment.
"That wasn't a dwarf talking?"
His gaze lowered, eventually settling on the fellow wagging its tail.
"A dog?"
Before he could recover from the shock of a talking dog, Ulag had already wrapped his arms around the young man's thigh.
"Hey, Ulag, don't hit him too hard! He was