"I wanted so much to help him because I can't stand injustice. I think it's my fault he's being arrested."
"Maybe you can do something, Mr. Joe, but we need to help you first. Your physical condition is concerning. Let me assist you while we talk a bit in my tent," said Finerg, the mining dwarf, as Benki, the craftsman dwarf, protected him by taking a punch from one of the market guards and preventing little Joe from being hurt even more.
Bargaf saw all the commotion and, feeling solely responsible for the situation, decided not to fight back, even as he was severely struck. Feeling his body surpassing all limits of endurance, little Joe called Florida and gave her an order. Seconds later, he passed out completely.
When he came to, he was in the house of Benki, the craftsman dwarf.
"Are you okay, Mr. Joe?" Benki asked.
"How are you feeling?" Finerg inquired.
Recovering slowly and with the help of the two dwarves, the boy got up sluggishly, feeling tingling in his neck. He turned his head suddenly and was startled by the sudden presence of Florida, who seemed to be crying as she stroked his face with her little paws.
"Florida! You're here!"
">I taking good care of you.<"
"Very well, Florida. Did you do what I told you?"
">I stung bad man!<"
The conversation between Joe and Florida continued for another five minutes, while the two dwarves exchanged silent glances.
"We are amazed at how well you two understand each other," said one of the dwarves, while little Joe stared at them intently.
"Is something wrong, Mr. Joe?"
"What is your full name?"
"Igg Finerg Guderf."
"Mr. Finerg, answer me honestly: if I told you I could give you a great benefit, would you accept me as the master of the dwarves?"
"If the benefit you gave me brought my wife and daughter back to me... Absolutely."
"And you, Mr. Benki, what is your full name?"
"Ukh Benki Furger."
"Mr. Benki, answer me honestly: if I told you I could give you a great benefit, would you accept me as the master of the dwarves?"
"Without a doubt, Mr. Joe."
"If there is or was a dwarven army, I want to know the names of its ranks, from the lowest class that takes orders to the highest-ranking dwarves."
"There are three classifications, Mr. Joe. The lowest class, which takes all kinds of orders, is the Fragnir, basic dwarf soldiers responsible for defending the front lines. They are equipped with axes and wooden shields," Finerg said excitedly.
"Then there are the Blagnir: experienced dwarf soldiers specialized in defense. They use larger, sturdier shields, along with long spears to protect the flanks," Benki added, also animated.
"And we have their leader, whom we call the Thorenirg," Finerg concluded.
"Come here, Mr. Finerg. From now on, you will be the Thorenirg. If I gave you a single skill option, even if it was just one, which would you choose?"
Finerg pondered for a few minutes, evaluating the unique opportunity offered by the boy who seemed far from ordinary. He finally replied:
"If I really choose on my own, I might make the wrong decision. So, I would like Mr. Joe to choose for me."
🔺😎 [System Alert!] [Congratulations! Finerg, the mining dwarf, has shown extreme trust in you. Your 🖼️ Screen Creation skill has increased to level 4. For every ten dwarf screens created, you can acquire a micro screen for one finger of your hand. You can now view others' screen statuses up to level 15.]
"This is too good!" Joe celebrated, without his dwarf friends suspecting a thing.
🔺😎 [System Alert!] [Congratulations! Your skill connection has been corrected by the system. 🔗 Connection level 2, 0%.] [By enabling Screen Creation, the intelligence connection between the Sime System and the Per Joe System will be multiplied by 2. This will overload the system, bringing unpredictable results. Do you wish to proceed anyway?]
"Of course I do. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Per Joe! Enable Screen Creation!"
⬆️ on 🖼️ Screen Creation level 4 🔗 Connection 2.0% + ⬆️ on 🧠 Intelligence Level 3.30 + 3.30 x 2 = 13.20.
[🧨💥System Overload!] You need to take drastic action or...
"Create body micro screen with 3 slots!"
[Creating body micro screen with 3 slots!][Which area of the body is designated?]
"Index finger of the right hand!"
🔺😎 [System Alert!] [Congratulations! The risk of overload has been eliminated, and the system stabilized because you created a micro finger screen with three slots. However, you do not have sufficient capacity to create skills in these slots.]
"Great, opportunities will surely arise. Per Joe! Enable Trust Screen Creation!"
[Accessing ability: Trust Screen Creation, slot number 3.]
⬆️ on 🖼️ Screen Creation level 4 / Trust Screen Creation!
Status:
Igg Finerg / Thorenirg of the Dwarves.
💪 50 kg / Level 1 / ❤️ 5.00 / Level 1 | 🛡️ 50 kg / Level 01
Troop Ability: Inspirational Leadership: +5% morale for allied troops within a 10-meter radius.
"Finerg, just say: Pratus Screen!"
Even before little Joe could give instructions, Finerg accessed his status screen using the command set by the boy. Upon seeing that he had a status screen with so many qualifications and an ability, he became emotional and started crying with joy.
Then, suddenly, he remembered:
"Mr. Joe, hadn't you already created a screen like this for me before? I even saw it for a moment."
"I also thought I had created it, but perhaps I didn't have enough energy to complete the process. Per Joe! What happened? Why didn't the status screen I created earlier proceed?"
[I do not have that information yet, but as soon as I discover it, I will generate a report.]
Said Per Joe, showing visible concern, which did not escape little Joe's notice, as the system, despite being an artificial creation, was usually so full of itself.
Meanwhile, Finerg could barely contain his happiness and continued to test his strength, eagerly awaiting the moment when he could use his special ability.
While Finerg fidgeted with growing excitement, Benki silently observed him. The more he watched little Joe in action, the more he admired him with all his heart.
"I guess it's your turn now, isn't it, Mr. Ukh Benki Furger?"
"What do you mean, Mr. Joe?"