"Is it still not quiet outside?"
"Caw! The wind is so strong!"
"Your Majesty?! Is it really okay to have two outsiders stay here?"
"Yes… He's a master!"
"Your Majesty! Did you see it? This man, he's definitely a master!"
"Such terrifying strength, he closed the door with just one hand!!!"
"…"
The Dwarf called "Your Majesty" sighed at the commotion of the dwarves. He silently put on the fake beard by his side, making him look much more serious.
"Hello, I am Andriwa Apennine Ymir King."
The king of the dwarves said this, with a youthful voice that a young boy should have. Cloaked and with a decent sense of fashion, at least compared to the other dwarves wearing tight vests.
However, the dwarf ladies had decent figures… If you ignored their beards, they could be considered cute.
But the king of the dwarves seemed more serious and calm compared to other kings of the same era… Exactly how Yila defined a "king should be — a medieval monarch."
