66 Chapter 66: Workshop
After looking at Ema's parents for a few more minutes, they began to move slowly. The first to open his eyes was the dwarf, who slowly woke up. Initially somewhat confident, he stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, then moved his eyes towards our position. Ema ran towards her father.
"Dad, dad, are you okay now? Are you not sick anymore?" Ema asked with complicated emotions in her voice.
"What just happened to me? Wait, who are you!?" the dwarf tried to get up angrily in his voice.
"Dad! Wait, they are good people," Ema told him.
"Don't be fooled, daughter! No one in this place is good people," the dwarf continued to doubt and even put his daughter behind him.
Behind him, his wife also slowly opened her eyes. Perhaps she woke up from her husband's shouts. She sat on the bed and looked towards us.
Elsa and I stayed in the same position from the beginning. Tactically we decided to remain silent until they calm down a bit.
"What's going on?" the elf woman asked with a furrowed brow.
"Mom, mom, tell dad to calm down! He's not listening to me!" pointing at us with her finger, Ema said indignantly.
Her mother, somewhat confused and fearful at first, looked carefully at her daughter. She used to remember her with worn-out clothes and always dirty, but now she was dressed in an outfit that seemed to be worth a lot of money, no longer in a bad state.
Looking directly into our eyes, she hesitated at first. Elsa's mother had exactly the same hair. Looking at her father, Ema inherited her father's eyes.
"Quick, dear, bring me my hammer," the dwarf said with determination in his eyes, still looking at us with suspicion. I think he was confusing us with those bastards interested in buying his daughter...
Ema's mother slowly opened her mouth, "Did you really help... my daughter?" she asked with fear in her voice.
Sighing a bit, I looked into her eyes, "We have no ill intentions towards any of you. We simply stumbled upon your daughter who was in very bad condition and decided to help," I replied sincerely.
"My hammer!" the dwarf shouted again.
"Shut up for a moment!" another shout joined the party, but this time it was from the wife.
I frowned, in fact, this scene seemed very familiar to me for some reason. Memories of my parents fighting over anything passed through my mind.
The elf woman, after scolding her husband, who remained comically very silent, turned her gaze towards us, "T-thank you for helping my daughter and for helping my husband and me," tightly gripping the sheets, but not "I have nothing to be able to return the favor...I'm very sorry."
Listening to her words, they seemed very familiar to me. In fact, Ema turned out to be just like her mother in that aspect. On the other hand, looking at the dwarf who continued to glare at us.
"Don't worry, ma'am. We came here of our own volition. You don't need to give us anything, but... according to what Ema said, her father had a workshop where they sell weapons or armor. I would like to take a look if it's not a problem."
I had to take advantage of this opportunity to buy a weapon at a low price. Besides, a weapon crafted by a dwarf is always of top quality, but of course, it always depends on the material with which it was created. Also, in some way, we could help them with their financial situation.
The dwarf's eyes widened and began to shine. His suspicious and hesitant gaze disappeared completely.
"Are you sure? There are many better workshops than my husband's," said the elf woman, pursing her lips.
"Hey, how dare you, woman!" the dwarf said sadly. His gaze turned towards us, "Are you sure, kid? Even though my wife says that, my workshop is undoubtedly the best in this whole city, just like my weapons and armor, which I create with my own hands," he said, puffing out his chest.
It would have been better if you hadn't agreed with your wife... "Why not, since we're here, it's better to take a look," I replied, shrugging.
"Really, are you serious?" Ema suddenly came out of nowhere apparently and started jumping in front of me.
"Yes, I'm curious about your father's workshop," I said with a smile.
"Let's go then, you won't regret it! My father's creations are the best," she said, puffing out her chest.
So, that part she inherited from her father.
"Uh..uhh," her father was scratching his head with embarrassment on his face. He even turned a little red... I guess he liked his daughter's praise.
Definitely, this family is very lively, I thought internally.
"Yes, if you say so," replied the elf woman, getting up from the bed. Now that she was outside, she was definitely beautiful, a fully formed mature woman.
Nodding my head, I looked at Ema's father, "What's your name, old man?" I asked him.
"Respect, kid! But... thanks for helping my little daughter and sorry for earlier..."
Wow, I didn't expect that, his apologies caught me a little off guard. I quickly recovered, "No problem, I also think I would react the same way if two strangers appeared in my house."
"My name is Roberto, and my wife's name is Nicol, and as you know, my daughter's name is Ema. Thanks for healing us," he said, lowering his head.
"No, it's okay. It wasn't a big problem, really," I replied with the same courtesy.
"You said you wanted to take a look at my workshop, right?" he asked with a bit of doubt.
"Indeed," I replied.
"Alright, then follow me," he began to walk towards a corner of the room, "I'm going too!" Ema said excitedly.
Following his steps, Roberto stood in the corner of two walls.
Bang! Creak!
Gears and moving parts could be heard. Both walls began to separate, forming a small entrance where a passage with stairs down could be seen. It looked like a small abandoned tunnel.
Ema's mother Nicol also seemed to want to go down, as she was next to her husband.
"Let's go down," said Roberto.
I couldn't feel anything strange about this entrance, so without further ado, we started to descend. Since the entrance was a bit small for my height, I had to stoop a bit. It was very uncomfortable, I have to say.
We went down a few more minutes until we reached a door made entirely of metal, which was larger than the previous entrance. Roberto took a step forward and did the same as before, placing his hands on both sides of the door, and it opened slowly, letting out a lot of smoke.
Behind the door, there was nothing to see, everything was dark. "Wait a minute," said Roberto as he entered the room. I could only hear his steps. After a few seconds, a flame appeared all over the place, this flame moved around the room as if it had a life of its own, moving freely.
The flame stopped moving at some point. Roberto placed it somewhere that I couldn't distinguish due to the low light of the place. But suddenly,
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
Little by little, the whole place was illuminated with the same flame as at the beginning. Somehow, all the lamps were connected to the main one. The flames passed from one to another until they reached a huge construction: a giant furnace, in the middle of which was coal shining with an ethereal and magical glow.
Boom!
The flames reached the coal in the furnace, causing a small explosion in the place. The flames consumed the coal at an impressive speed, as if they had found their way back home.
With this last detail, the whole place could be seen. The room was square, or rather rectangular. On the right side was the furnace, an anvil, and the necessary tools for creating weapons or armor.
The place was a bit dirty, as if no one had been down here for years. On the left side, on the other hand, there were all kinds of weapons and armor that looked very elegant and shiny, as if the dust of the place didn't dare to stain them.
The floor had some decorations that I couldn't understand, just like the walls. I was very surprised that this type of construction was underground and moreover, it was not at all small. On the contrary, it was very large in depth, width, or length. This place definitely had something unique.
"No matter how many times I see it, it's just as impressive as the first time!" Ema's excited voice resonated throughout the room.
"I have to say, I'm also impressed," Elsa's voice had a bit of excitement.
"Fufufufu, this place brings back memories," Nicol, Ema's mother, said with a funny voice.
Roberto, in the middle of the room, smiled and puffed out his chest proudly, extending his arms, "Welcome to my workshop".
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