Chapter 383

A dozen stocky riders were approaching the largest factory in Dantes on wild boars. Nine of them had golden armor with weapons in ornately decorated scabbards and radiated a battle aura, the other three were apparently the leaders of the group. The golden-bearded stern men of about forty drew everyone's attention. Their sculpted muscles were stronger than metal! Their arms were huge like pillars! They were wearing traditional dwarf clothes with a white and green check pattern, including the socks. Their feet were protected with crocodile leather boots.

«Is it really the capital of their empire? Any average town is more impressive back at home.» – Dorin, the third brother, said with a tinge of contempt. – «I am disappointed! It is impossible to build something good in this shit hole... There can't be enough resources for manufacturing! Where did Gennady get the courage to suggest creating a world dwarf center here? The old man has lost his marbles…»