Surya frowned, feeling that this dwarf seemed difficult to communicate with. Sylvia was even more irritated. Although the maid couldn't understand what Laine and the dwarf craftsman were exchanging, she could feel that the dwarf craftsman's attitude was not friendly.
Only Amelia tugged at Laine's sleeve, recalling her father's advice: "Compared to humans, dwarves are more worthy of our trust, my daughter. Better to trust a dwarf than a human."
"I'm here to see you, Mr. Delong Feinson." Laine took out a piece of parchment and handed it to the dwarf craftsman. "Do you remember this?"
"This is..." The dwarf craftsman obviously saw the badge of the Holy Grail Knight Commander on Laine's chest, and he naturally understood the status of the Holy Grail Knights in this country. So although he didn't want to take it, he still reached out his hand. "Alright, let me see."
The female knight clung to Laine's arm, a soft snow peak pressing on the Holy Grail Knight's arm. "Laine?"
