The small dark room was a dazzling arsenal, filled to the brim with an array of weapons. There were bows and crossbows among the many cold weapons, as well as a plethora of modern military weapons like machine guns and cannons.
Anthony had never imagined that these dwarves had amassed such a stockpile.
"Looks like my hunch was right; these dwarves are indeed hoarders," he muttered to himself. The weapons and ores found in the warehouse, along with today's haul of gold and mechs, clearly showed that these dwarves loved hoarding their wealth, reluctant to use any of it.
"Since you're so unwilling to use them, I'll gladly enjoy these on your behalf," Anthony grinned wickedly.
However, transporting them was another issue altogether. Anthony couldn't possibly lug all that heavy gold out on
