Having successfully entered the dwarven territory, Leon and Rosvisser walked behind the patrol guards, leading Aju along with them.

The dwarves’ dwellings were primarily igloos. In such an extremely cold region, these ice houses were actually excellent insulators, effectively shielding them from harsh blizzards.

Along the streets, many silver-armored merchants were displaying weapons of various kinds. Without exception, all of them were of the highest quality—masterpieces among masterpieces.

As Leon and Rosvisser strolled through the dwarven village, their presence inevitably drew attention. The “small” couple stood out among the much larger dwarves, earning them curious and scrutinizing gazes.

Leon quickly noticed that, beyond curiosity toward foreign races, there was also hostility and resistance in those stares.

Rosvisser noticed it as well.

Exchanging a glance over Aju’s back, the couple silently acknowledged the situation before Leon broke the silence.