"You want to have a cigarette, don't you?" Lilia blew on his face again and said, "well, let's have a talk and see what we can do next"
"Abby, Abby!" The prisoner screamed.
"Bang! Bang!" "It seems that this kind of conversation can only be handed over to Nia. She is a scholar who can deal with you and speak the ancient language."
Although Lilia said so, she didn't want to hand over the monster, because the monster was also a dwarf. Lilia had expectations for the unity of races.
"This is the last chance," Lilia said and took a deep breath. "Can you speak in a language that we can understand?" The monster nodded.
Seeing all this, Nia concealed her thoughts. This was indeed an internal matter of dwarf. She was not the real dwarf.