“Snort!” The haughty dwarf snorted loudly. “Just because you say you are someone, you become that person? If I said I was the queen of the elves, would I suddenly become the queen of the elves? You really need to think about what you are saying. We dwarves do not need the help of outsiders. We are strong enough to deal with any situation that comes. So take this crazy dragon out of here before I have all three of you jailed for pretending to be envoys.”

“Okay…. I’m done.” Oinktera threw up his hands. He was sick of this bastard. An’ne was a kind girl who only cared about her goddess. There was no reason to call her crazy. “You know, calling an envoy crazy is as good as saying you want war. Since you want war, let’s do this now. It would be fine if we annexed the dwarven kingdom as well.”

Oinktera walked over to the table and kicked it hard. It was sent flying straight through the thick rocky walls of the room, not stopping there as it continued to make a table-shaped hole in more walls as it continued on its path. He then walked over, picked the short and stocky dwarf up with one hand, and smacked him hard. “Never ever look down on the people around you. She may not look it. But An’ne is actually over level 100. You are nothing more than a weak ant in front of her, and you dare to call her crazy!?”

“You dare to hit me!? I will have your head for this!” The dwarf yelled. By this time, many guards were already pouring into the room. But they did not dare move forward since Oinktera held the noble dwarf in his hands. 

“You will have my head? You do realize your head is in my hands. For someone so noble, you are quite stupid. Who the hell even got you to come speak with us? Are you even allowed to speak to an envoy? I think I will hold you here until we speak to someone with proper authority.” Oinktera looked over at the guards. “Get someone with higher authority than this idiot. So I can have an explanation on why this idiot is allowed to look down on my kingdom. As an apostle to Her Holiness, I will not allow your kingdom to think you can step on myself and my people.”

“Hold on!” A voice from the hall filled the room. “Please hold on!”

Oinktera watched as a young dwarf girl in a pink dress walked in. She did not look like the stocky male dwarves but like a normal child. She slowly pushed her way through the guards and came to stand before them. “Please, allow me to say a few words.”

“Princess!” One of the guards wanted to pull the young girl back but was stopped when she raised her hand.

“This is the fault of our dwarven kingdom. They are also envoys, and it seems Baron Grandbelt does not know he does not have the standing to even speak to a political envoy. Who gave you the right to speak to an envoy from another kingdom? Especially in a world we know nothing about yet!?” Oinktera was not sure how young this princess was, but he knew one thing. She did have the aura that a member of the royal family should.

“Princess…. These people are frauds. I was just….” Baron Grandbelt was trying to state his case, but when the princess glared at him, he shut his mouth.

“Who are you to tell me if this people are fake or not!? Do you have more information than I, the princess of the dwarven kingdom!? Are you trying to have us wiped out due to your own ego and wanting to climb the noble ladder? What you have done is nothing more than treason! You have almost put this kingdom in a state where we would be wiped out! Take him away. He is to sit in the lowest reaches of the dungeon until he is to be beheaded. Do the same for his immediate family.” The princess was not messing around. She knew that the people who had arrived were not lying. Their intelligence corps had already brought back news that an envoy would be coming. They were planning to meet the envoy at the entrance of the city, but they had never expected the envoy to suddenly appear. The guard who brought them to the castle must have been intercepted by the baron.

Oinktera let the baron go and finally eased up his furrowed brow. It seemed things were not completely against them. He bowed towards the princess as he said: “I apologize for my behavior.”

“It is alright. It is the fault of the baron for even saying such words. We will make sure this never happens again. As the princess of this kingdom, I, Princess Penlopia, give you my word we, the dwarven kingdom, wish to sit down and have talks with the Kingdom of Serenity.”