The path to the upper level is hidden behind a rock barbed like fangs, and the near-vertical path is hand-carved out of neat steps, a dwarven handiwork.

But the path was neat but still steep and narrow, and Tess complained in her heart, but she could only climb up with her hands and feet, and the faint light of the fire at the top was their only guide. If any of the dwarves accidentally stumbled and rolled down, the two of them would inevitably be knocked down together.

Luckily, dwarves may slip on the grass, but never stumble on the rocks. When the little light in the girls' eyes suddenly brightened and suddenly disappeared completely, a heavy closing of the door made Naria's heart tremble.

"They closed the door. She whispered to Tess to ease her uneasiness.

"If you can close it, you can open it - that's the door. Tess's panting but still confident voice gave her the comfort she wanted.

They continued to grope their way up, a straight path, and the invisibility of nothing relieved the pressure of the daunting height and extremely dangerous angles. They finally managed to climb to the top, and after a breath of relief, Tess prepared to inspect the seemingly impregnable iron door, but with a little force, the door silently opened half inward, and then stopped moving as if it had been stuck, and the girls were stunned for a moment, and then heard the roar of the dwarves and the faint sound of fighting.

“...... They're fighting!" Naria screamed, pushing Tess hard in front of her.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Tess climbed through the door and glanced at the dwarf lying unconscious behind the door, and was about to check it out when Naria had scurried past her and lunged forward along the still narrow but finally flat passage.

"Wait!" Tess cried out in a headache, moving her sore, stiff legs to chase after her.

When she caught up with Naria, she saw the anxious girl jump up and hug the big man, who had probably come back to look for them, the rope on his body had been untied, and the hammer was easily carried on his shoulder, and with a smile on his face, he picked up Naria with one hand and spun around before putting it down.

"How do you ...... Did you do that?" Tess asked, gasping for breath.

The big man put the iron cone at his feet and gestured with both hands, but Nalya couldn't read sign language at all, so she had to look at Tess suspiciously.

He said that his friend suddenly appeared, knocked down the dwarves, and saved him. Tess frowned slightly, she had thought that those who attacked them in the forest were the big ones, but those were not the ones who would "defeat the dwarves and save their companions".

"Where's your friend?" she asked.

The big man seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed his hammer and ran back, then turned around and motioned for them to follow.

Tess caught up with Naria, grabbed her arm, and whispered in her ear, "Be careful. ”

Naria nodded, adjusting the sword on her back to a position where it was easier to pull out as she ran.

They ran into a wider, but somewhat dark, passageway, where the torches on the wall seemed to have been deliberately extinguished, and in the passage lay seven or eight dwarves, the same group that had brought the big men up.

The big man ran back and forth, circled around, and then scratched his head and returned to them.

"Your friend is missing?" Tess asked.

The big man nodded in frustration.

"How many of them? Are they big like you?" Tess had to guess as she looked at the pile of dwarves lying beneath her feet.

The big man shook his head vigorously, held up a finger, and gestured at a position less than his chest.

“...... Alone, one person knocked down these dwarves?" Tess was in disbelief, she crouched down and looked at one of the dwarves at her feet, the dwarves didn't have any wounds on their bodies, they were still breathing, but they had a big swollen bag on their foreheads, as if they had hit something hard.

I also helped.

The big man gestured proudly.

I kicked several of them.

Tess was stunned, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Naria walked up to her: "None of them are dead. She sounded surprised, too, "Who the hell is that?"

The big man gestured again, but Tess became more and more confused: "The blond-haired ...... Elve?"

“...... Norvi?" Naria asked, confused.

"No way, even if Norway can defeat these dwarves, he will have to use a sword, which is not like his attack. A figure vaguely flashed through her mind, but that seemed even more unlikely.

She held her head, and it was really starting to hurt now.

Norway wasn't around, Naria was impulsive and had no experience, and she had a lot of situations along the way, so far she hadn't left alone, and even she admired herself a little.

When she sees Norway and Ed again, she'll have to ask for a lot of gifts!

Probably sensing her sudden downturn, neither Naria nor the big man dared to speak again. It was a moment before Naria reached out and touched her shoulder.

"Are you tired?" she asked, cautiously and a little guiltily, "I think we can rest for a while."

Tess smiled.

"It's not like you, sweetheart," she teased, "and you should say, 'Aren't you going yet?' Iss is waiting for us." ’”

Naria blushed, "Okay, aren't you leaving?" she simply pulled Tess up, "I'm sorry, I know I didn't listen to Eren at all, and I didn't do anything but cause trouble, but, Iss is waiting for us." ”

She stretched out her hands and gently hugged the red-haired girl who was half a head shorter than her, but took care of her all the way, and whispered her heartfelt gratitude in her ear: "Tess, you are like a sister I have never had." Then she let go of her with a red face and smiled slyly at her, "So, Iss is also your brother, and we can't let the dwarves bully him." ”

"There's an ice dragon that's my brother - that sounds pretty good. Tess muttered to herself, pat herself on the cheek with her cold hand, and cheered up.

"Well, the dwarves shouldn't be able to move a dragon, it could only be in the middle of the pit, and there should be plenty of roads leading there. Until then...... though," Tess carefully kicked the dwarf at her feet, "we'll have to get these guys somewhere else." ”

Eventually, with the help of the big men, they tied up the unconscious dwarves one by one, dragged them to the steep staircase behind the iron gate, and lined them up in a neat row—something that made Tess laugh for a long time—and locked the door.

Sooner or later, the dwarves will find out about their companion's disappearance, but before that happens, they will likely have found Is.

The big man naturally followed them, and Tess didn't object, and she even named him.

"Akan," she said, the name of a savage in a story she had heard as a child, "that's what you call it." ”

The big man made a gesture, as if to indicate that he didn't call this, he had a name.

But Tess didn't care about that.

"Your name is Akhan. She looked like a threat of "I'll get you away or I'll get rid of you."

The big man sniffled in confusion and aggrieved and accepted the new name.