I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3

Vol.2 Purple Slag.

Burell looked over to his friend Yngvar. "Looks like we're getting somewhere!"

Yngvar nodded. "He's smart enough to know when to talk. But how are we going to gain their trust?"

"Well if what I read about dwarven culture is true? Then I'm going to have a terrible hangover tomorrow." King Burell looked back up to Hodur. "What can I do to gain your trust Hodur the Coldforged?"

"Well, we dwarves only trust those that can hold the liquor! And if you're half as good with drinking as you are with your words we'll accept your deal, King Burell!"

The king smiled and clapped his hands together. "Then I accept your challenge!"

Hodur grinned upon hearing those words and quickly prepared for the challenge. He ordered barrels of ale to be brought down from the brewery. It wasn't much but it was enough for the challenge with the King.

The Dwarves opened the gate as Hodur and his men brought a table, chairs, and two mugs for their battle arena. Two dwarves were carefully carrying a barrel full of dwarven ale and put it down on the northern side of the table.

After the king's men cleared the area around the gate, the king dismounted his horse and walked towards the table, where Hodur had his patented grin. Once Burell came within three feet of the table, the king stopped and sat down on the other side.

"Now Hodur the Coldforged, what are the rules to this challenge?"

"If you can out-drink me, we will accept your offer as we can see that you're a man of honor."

"Sounds simple enough. And if I win I want to see your mining operation! I've never seen such a place!" The King said out loud as he looked at all the dwarves standing behind the table.

Hudor and the rest of his men glared at the King, "Oy! You're acting like you've already won! If you can't hold your liquor you'll die before you reach the bottom of that barrel!" Hodur laughed as his men cheered.

"Well... I have my work cut out for me," Burell said with a smile as he stared down the cocky dwarf sitting across from him with his golden eyes.

"Hmph!... You are either the bravest human I know or the dumbest!... Well, I have nothing against brave men. Life's boring otherwise! So let's start the challenge!" Hodur laughed as he pulled a large knife from his belt. He stabbed the blade into the cask and began filling both mugs.

The crowd of humans and dwarves cheered as the two contestants began their contest.

Yngvar had a concerned look on his face as he watched his king start the challenge.

"Now remember! You must finish the whole mug!" Hodur shouted out.

Burell picked up the first cup and drank all of it.

"Hmm? So this is Dwarven Ale?" Burell asked.

Hodur finished his first mug and then slammed it down on the table with a loud thud. He looked at the King, "We don't serve any other kind here!... Worried that you can't handle it?" He said while filling up the two mugs with more ale.

Burell took his second drink and finished it swiftly. He slammed the mug onto the table just as Hodur did.

"No, I find it tastes like water. I just thought you dwarves like stronger stuff?" Burell said with a smirk while waiting for Hodur to finish his mug.

"You! You dare insult dwarven ale!? You'll pay for that! I'll make sure that the whole world knows of your humiliation! You won't be able to see straight for a month once I'm done with you!" Hodur shouted as he drank the second mug, and filled both mugs back up with more ale.