Laharl quickly muttered to the Dwarf, \"You told us you would tell us about the treasure. Now, stay put if you can while I take care of this new nuisance.\" The new Dwarf with a lump on his head kept coming closer and closer, while Laharl just stood there, and suddenly, the Dwarf tripped for no reason at all, other than the fact that a sudden burst of wind was felt in the tavern. Laharl went up to the new Dwarf and dragged him towards the table where a drunken Dwarf and shy Enrikudai sat at. Laharl propped him against a chair, and said in a threatening voice to both Dwarves, \"Now tell us what exactly you two were fighting about, unless you two do not like the sight of each other. These swords are here for a reason.\" Laharl wondered whether the bartender of the tavern would come over and start questioning them. If the bartender does come , Laharl thought, we\'ll be in quite a fix.
