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Wart led him back to his estate. His estate was basically just a humble wooden hut on the other side of the river. 

Artemis wondered how the hell did the dwarf even find him amid the heavy downpour. The humble wooden hut was surprisingly spacious and had a lot of furniture inside. 

The dwarf ushered him in and told him to sit down on one of the wooden chairs.

"Sit down, young man. You need to rest, I'll go and prepare a warm meal for you," Wart said. 

"I thank you for your hospitality," Artemis said. The dwarf laughed and gave him a simple pat on the back and hurried to the other room.

Though spacious, the hut only had two rooms. A living room and what Artemis assumed to be the kitchen, although it was in fact both the kitchen and Wart's bedroom.

Wart came back a few minutes later with a bowl of hot mushroom soup which he handed over to Artemis. Artemis, although not needed sustenance, took it.

The dwarf was not aware of who Artemis was, the rain obscured the obviously inhuman skin that covered most of Artemis' body and his red eyes that shined in the darkness.

Well, his eyes, maybe the dwarf noticed them. 

Still, the dwarf was incredibly friendly. If he was indeed the lord of the surrounding lands, then either he was a humble and kind Lord that was very rare to come across or an exiled nobleman who was given this accursed territory to rule over.

Either way, civilization was civilization. 

The dwarf sat down on the chair facing Artemis. Artemis then noticed he had an axe attached to his back that he removed and placed on the table beside him.

"I may not be the best cook in the world, at least it's edible," Wart joked.

Artemis, feeling the pressure of needing to act as if he was a normal human, took the spoon and ate the soup.

The soup taste fine. Well, as if he was someone who knew what tasted fine or not. As long as it was edible, it was something. Hell, even if it was poisonous, he was immune to it. 

After Artemis finished the soup, Wart began to ask him questions, questions Artemis was more than happy to answer.

"I'll be honest with you," Wart said.

"You seem to be suspicious individual but I am not someone to judge a person by the first impression so I must ask, who are you and where do you come from?" He asked. His eyes set on Artemis. 

Artemis needed a new name. He couldn't just say his name was "Artemis" or else he'd risk capture or being rooted out his enemies. And oh boy, he had a LOT of enemies. 

"I am Erik. I don't remember anything other than waking up in the middle of the forest, I'm sorry if this answer does not please you," Artemis said.

The dwarf gently pulled his beard in what seemed to be amazement and chuckled.

"You are an interesting fellow. You see, I've been using magic to see if what you've been showing me was genuine or an act and I have to say, you're one of the most genuine people I have ever come across!" Wart said.

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