Dwarves

I walked out without a care for the consequences because nothing that they could do would affect me in any way. Ross saw how his brother was reduced to a thrashing mess in my grasp and he felt reluctant to associate himself with me. They watched in shock as I dragged the strongest person in their clan by his hair. It was still bright out, so the spectacle caused a commotion since many disciples were training outside and my gesture attracted a lot of attention.

I kept strolling as people's gazes bore into my body with lust as though I was naked. I eventually barged into a modest home with a middle-aged man lazing on a rug. He looked to be older than Daniel and could pass as his father but looks can be deceiving. This man was Rye, the man who attempted to rape me before Daniel and he is Daniel's nephew. I held a grudge against him since he made my life a living hell and I intended to pay him back.

I didn't bother saying anything and knocked him out before he got the chance to say anything with a simple spell and did the same to Daniel since his yapping was pissing me off. I opened a purple portal before leaving the premises and appearing in my room. I called Trisha to send these two to the castle dungeons while getting some much-needed rest. I didn't sleep in the twenty years of seclusion despite it being a relaxation period since I had to fully assimilate the power with my body without any mistake, so I had to focus all of my attention without any disturbance, hence my location for seclusion.

The next day came along quite fast since the underworld only had seven hours of the night, so I didn't sleep for long. I had to meet with the dwarves and discuss the castle design so that I could work peacefully. No matter how much I respected Heimdall, I didn't feel comfortable living in his castle, and I couldn't work in an environment I didn't like. I would rather annihilate a kingdom.

I heard Trisha knock at the door before entering at my command. I stood up and let my gown fall to the floor, exposing my body to the humid air of the castle. Trisha seemed to keep her gaze in moderation while preparing my bath to freshen me up. As I felt my body relax in the steaming water, Trisha joined me in the bath and started washing me. I bathed for half an hour before leaving to meet with the dwarves.

The castle's layout was very flamboyant, and it was more expensive than what most could make in a lifetime. Heimdall lived for millennia before taking over the throne as the new ruler of the underworld. Normally, demons live for a few centuries, but their lifespan could be increased through various means, mainly through amassing magic power. Heimdall was an exception though, he was a race of demons known as the origin demon and he was the last of his kind. He had a very long lifespan which led to him amassing immense wealth throughout his life, hence the flamboyancy and splurging of resources.

I made a mental note to spend money in moderation and not waste money because of my position in the hierarchy. The throne room was across the courtyard and the courtyard's size was heavily exaggerated making the trip longer than necessary, but I eventually made it there and found nine dwarves analyzing the room. When I entered, they bowed as a form of respect.

There were five males and four females dressed up in nice attire. These dwarves seemed to be young since they were not as short as they are normally portrayed in the overworld. Dwarves were quite short as they never exceeded five feet, but they only become short as they age and since they only leave their homes when they become adults, it brings forth the image of them being very short.