Which science fiction writer has not dreamed of finding himself in a world he himself invented?..Ivan Smirnov, known among his friends as Johnny Oklahoma, was lucky... Unless, of course, he finds himself in the role of the heir to a seedy county, enmeshed in debt, and in just a few moments before your own death, can be called luck. The newly-minted Viscount Johnny somehow got out of the first scrape, but then a dwarven riot arrived under strangely familiar slogans: “Knives people! He who does not jump is not a dwarf! The First Dwarf will come and restore order!” Truly, there was no sadness...