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Glen stealthily took Ferland's Magic pocket and Sleendro dragged him into the tent to rest. Meanwhile, Glen, Brolin, and Holm gathered around the pocket, continuously digging into it. They reached in and felt a smooth, solid surface, nothing like a container holding liquid.
Glen impatiently turned the bag inside out, and everything inside spilled out. Aside from some magical potions and supplies, there was also the just-borrowed note. Holm saw the note, snatched it, and threw it into the valley, paying it no further attention. Everyone examined the remaining large barrel, which had "Gula" written in Dwarvish on it, but they didn't understand the meaning of the word. Perhaps it was a special kind of wine? Or just a prank by Ferland?
Glen kept knocking and hitting the barrel, not knowing what was inside. He used his fists and even tried kicking it a few times, but the large barrel seemed much sturdier than they had imagined. Each time his fists and feet hit the barrel, it made a deep "thud" sound, but the barrel seemed undamaged.
Watching Glen's performance, Brolin laughed heartily, his laughter blending into the dwarves' merriment. Brolin then walked over and pointed to his own head, indicating that Glen should use his brain. He turned the tap of the barrel, and a golden liquid began to flow out, emitting an intoxicating beer aroma. This was the beer they had been dreaming of!
When the dwarves saw this scene, they immediately became excited, roaring and lifting the large beer barrels, letting the beer flow freely into their cups. They no longer hesitated, passionately guzzling beer, singing songs, and drinking, their joyful voices echoing in the valley as if it were a wild feast.
Everyone drank beer happily, and the sound of singing and laughter reverberated in the valley. However, in this joyful atmosphere, the large beer barrel suddenly exhibited a strange reaction. It began to shake incessantly, as if something inside wanted to break free. The dwarves' laughter gradually stopped, and they watched the large beer barrel vigilantly, unsure of what would happen next.
The dwarves couldn't help but stop singing and nervously watched the barrel. Holm frowned and tapped the barrel with his palm, trying to calm its shaking, but it seemed to have no effect. The barrel continued to shake as if there was some kind of force inside about to erupt.
Brolin felt curious. He carefully picked up a wine glass and slowly approached the barrel, as if to carefully observe what was happening inside. As he approached the barrel, the shaking became even stronger, almost knocking him over. He struggled to maintain his balance, staring intently at the inside of the barrel.
Glen quickly joined in, and the three of them tried to press down on the barrel together, but they still couldn't stop its shaking. The dwarves' expressions became increasingly tense as they began to speculate on what might be causing the barrel to be so restless. Some wondered if the pressure inside the barrel was too great, causing it to constantly vibrate.
The large barrel continued to make strange sounds, like "gus, gus," which only added to everyone's confusion. Brolin mistakenly thought it was Holm playing a joke and angrily hit him, telling him to shut up. Just as Holm was about to explain that it wasn't his voice, the barrel suddenly burst open, and a beer-colored, extremely small figure, only the size of a palm, ran out, continuously repeating "gula, gula" from its mouth.
This sudden event left the dwarves dumbfounded, at a loss as they looked at the little demon, not understanding where it came from or what it was saying. The little demon seemed very pleased with its appearance, full of energy, and did not appear to pose a threat to the dwarves. But this strange scene left everyone feeling very confused, not knowing what to do next.
Ferland lay drunkenly in the tent, completely unaware of what was happening. Suddenly, the large barrel returned to its original state, but continued to make a "gus, gus" sound. Then, something shocking happened: two short legs emerged from under the barrel, as if it had a life of its own, and the little demon happily ran to the side of the barrel. These two strange creatures began to laugh evilly, emitting eerie sounds together.
The dwarves were completely at a loss, not knowing what Ferland usually did, to produce such strange things. The interaction between the big barrel and the little demon made the atmosphere even more eerie, and the dwarves didn't know how to deal with the situation.
The little demon excitedly jumped onto the big barrel, both shouting "Gragas, Gragas," and then suddenly rushed towards the dwarves. However, because everyone was already drunk, they ran crookedly, stumbling and trying to avoid Gragas's attacks.
Gragas's attacks seem like friendly teasing, but due to everyone's drunken state, they find it difficult to deal with the sudden situation. Some sway and fall, others stagger to dodge, while Gragas maintains an evil smirk, seemingly wanting to harm everyone.
The entire camp falls into a chaotic frenzy. Dwarves, regardless of their status, are drunk as can be, and the Barrel Demon Gragas under their feet jumps rapidly around the camp, gesticulating wildly and constantly shouting "Gragas, Gragas." This little demon seems to be very excited about the dwarves' joyful mood, making him even more insane.
The tent was trampled and its fabric scattered everywhere, the campfire was knocked over by Gragas, and sparks flew. The keg rolled under the feet of the dwarves, splashing beer all over them and forming a sticky mud puddle on the ground.
The dwarves tried to evade Gragas's pursuit, but their drunken state made movement very clumsy. Some dwarves tried to climb nearby rocks or hide in the tent, but Gragas always managed to find them, constantly chasing and intercepting them. Other dwarves stumbled around amidst laughter, some falling to the ground and others colliding with each other, creating a chaotic scene.
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