Episode 359
anyway.
“What does it matter whether you get hit or not?”
“Yes. It doesn’t matter. What matters is whether you are with me or not.”
Menama looks at me with meaningful eyes.
“I’m telling you this just in case, but I will actively cooperate with you in whatever you do. Isn’t Harold a man you trust?”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Then it’s done. I’ll tell you just in case. I’ve already drawn up the contract and given him 3,000 dwarven weapons and 3,200 armor. Whatever the price, we dwarves will get 70%. The remaining 30% will go to Jack & Harold. I’ll be counting on you in the future.”
Menama’s smile was still meaningful.
As if that wasn’t all.
“And now, can we get to the main point?”
I put down my spoon as if the guy had something to say.
The guy asks right away.
“When will the nation be founded?”
“Founding a nation?”
“Usually, when people introduce themselves, they reveal their affiliation and their full name, including their last name. But you didn’t do that even for a moment.”
Did I do that?
“Jack Valantier of the Kingdom of Teslan. The elves have heard many rumors about you. But the names Teslan and Valantier never came out of your mouth for even a moment. Do you remember? You always introduced yourself as ‘Jack.’ Or the master of Silarion, his last disciple… … Am I wrong?”
It wasn’t a wrong statement, so I burst out laughing.
I thought it was because I had no intention of hiding it, but it seems that the people who received it were different.
“How much do you think your capacity and the size of your vessel are?”
“Well, I’m too embarrassed to say it myself. It’s so big.”
When I started whining, Menama also burst into laughter.
“Just know this. I want to be with you.”
“… … .”
“It’s a personal desire, and as a leader responsible for the future of the race, I think it’s the best choice. So, when the time comes to establish a nation or something, please include our dwarves there. We’ll swear allegiance after that.”
I’ve felt this way before, but Menama is a better guy than I thought.
Because the calculation is fast.
And you instinctively know what’s important.
“I’m telling you this just in case, but don’t feel burdened or anything. The future of the dwarves is the responsibility of the king, and I made the decisions as king.”
“What’s the burden?”
The guy asked, shrugging his shoulders.
“By the way, Hammer Slave, you’re taking that guy with you to work on a railroad project on the continent, right?”
“That’s right.”
“I will provide you with 2,000 of the most elite dwarves within 7 days.”
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Look at that.
Our Menama, you’re quick at calculating.
“Should I send it to the Kingdom of Tesla?”
He nodded.
There was a brief silence, and then Menama lifted his glass full of beer.
I lifted the glass of milk.
Two glasses, salty and meeting each other.
And one shot.
“The taste of alcohol is really good.”
Menama left his seat after saying just those words.
“I have a few things to take care of because of the coronation ceremony tomorrow, so I’ll go first.”
“The construction is very busy.”
The guy smiles faintly.
Then he stands in front of the door for a moment, staring blankly at me.
“Why do you look like that?”
“curious.”
“what?”
“What kind of world do you want?”
As I wave my hand roughly, Menama smiles and walks out the door.
Next, escorting the guy who was hiding around the bar.
The dwarf knights also began to disappear one by one.
In a bar where only my teacher and I were left, I ate my food in silence, and my teacher looked at me in silence.
* * *
What happened in the Dwarf Kingdom spread throughout the entire Forest of Demons in an instant.
The three dragons that survived among the Five Emperors.
Green Dragon Duripa Lorenzo.
Yellow Dragon Maruang Tatsrot.
White Dragon Meredith Gold.
The word ‘Ohwang’ no longer exists.
If I were to write, I would probably use the word Samhwang.
“Your Majesty, can you not contact me?”
“It didn’t work. I sent a message, but I haven’t heard back. As if.”
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“like?”
“… …It seems like you left Arendal Island.”
These are dragons that only live in the Forest of Demons.
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Even here, he enjoyed power greater than that of the Emperor, so it was understandable that news would be delayed.
That the two lords had already died several months ago, and that their children had become independent and formed a new force, taking on other dragons as subordinates.
Really, these three dragons didn’t know.
The conversation between the three dragons continued.
Whether to make peace or not.
Whether or not to mobilize the remaining alien races to wage war.
And whether I should run away or not.
Although various opinions were expressed, the two remaining dragons became angry at the last opinion given by Duripa.
“escape?”
“What are you talking about? It doesn’t make sense.”
He was a dragon and had complete control over this forest of demons with the nickname of Emperor Wu. Run away?
If you’re fighting to the death, then I don’t mind, but I wouldn’t run away out of pride.
The three dragons continued to talk, but in the end, the story could only end with one thing.
Since running away is not permitted due to pride, in the end, you have no choice but to fight and win.
But you never know.
It could be that something like this happened because of some ‘misunderstanding’.
Then we should make peace.
The dragons’ heads became complicated and their expressions became hard.
* * *
An elf protected by the World Tree (burned by a warlock 400 years ago).
They were a very lucky race.
The simple characteristic of living close to trees was very interesting to humans in the outside world, and novelists including bards drew various inspirations from it.
A very quiet and beautiful race that lives in harmony with nature, eating only vegetables and not eating any kind of raw food.
To be clear, this is bullshit.
The elves’ staple food is meat, and they have no intention of living in harmony with nature. It is their nature to burn down forests if they don’t like something.
They are no different from humans.
The only difference is that, from children to the elderly, the race itself is extremely beautiful, handsome and pretty.
The king of that race is the eldest son of the Guido family, who has produced many Transcendent beings among the elves and the basic masters, and who goes by the name of Barbara.
Barbara Guido, ironically, was nicknamed the Archangel.
To intermediate master.
An elf who is very good at using a bow.
He mutters softly.
“Luca Machiavelli and Stacey Adams are dead… …?”
No one suspected it was a lie.
If you doubt it, you really don’t have a brain.
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Guido’s expression, as he rested his chin on one hand, was more serious than expected.
“The Three Emperors system… … and the situation where the Three Emperors might die at any moment… … Huh.”
Guido leaned back in the antique chair, lightly scratching his chin.
The laurel wreath on his head glittered.
“A new wind is blowing.”
The elf elder at his side, a palace official who was very good at playing stringed instruments and created hymns and various other music for the elves.
Ludwig prepared the king’s meals and offered his opinions.
“How about meeting that ‘human’ in person?”
“Well, come to think of it, the human who released our people who were captured by humans before and the human currently in the dwarf kingdom are the same person, right?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
The meal is ready.
Stir-fried pork with onions, stir-fried rabbit made by a high-level chef, and even salad.
Guido, who was eating the food lightly, seemed to be deep in thought.
Palace Master Ludwig said nothing, and the meal ended in such a quiet atmosphere.
Guido slowly stands up from his seat.
“Tomorrow?”
“What are you talking about?”
Guido didn’t speak for long.
“The accession of Menama-Amur.”
Ludwig spoke as if he had been waiting for those short words.
“The scheduled time is 11:00 AM tomorrow.”
Guido nods.
This is a must-go.
It’s not because of the dwarves, but Jack Valantier. The elves’ benefactor is there. It would be strange not to go.
As soon as Guido finished his meal, he gathered his guard and set out.
The dwarven kingdom, Brandello.
* * *
Much more was known about the Harpy race than about the Elves.
There have been stories going around that it had a human head and a bird body, but strictly speaking, that is not true.
Harpies are a race as beautiful as elves.
It has a pair of giant wings on its back, and when it sheds its body to become a Master, it grows another pair of wings.
The color of the wings varies depending on the bloodline, but if the wings are white, it is considered royal.
That is, the word ‘angel’ that exists in the human world was a word created through harpies.
The reason why malicious rumors about such a beautiful race having the bodies of birds sometimes spread is because they are strong.
The guardian of the forest of demons.
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Orcs and Harpies are called the two-power system and are the most fearsome races in the Forest of Demons.
The king of that race, Rain Lovillea, spread his shining white wings wide.
One pair, and two pairs.
Rain Lo Villea, a mid-level master, boasted of great beauty.
She reached out.
A large number of harpies in the sky fluttered and flapped their wings as they landed on the ground.
“You heard that a human killed two dragons?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Villea chuckled.
“A new wind has blown, so I should go and greet it.”
She slowly rose into the sky.
“Let’s go. To the dwarf village.”
The harpy moved like that too.
* * *
There were a lot of orcs gathered in one place.
They all have enormous builds and bodies covered in scars.
And tan skin.
Tendons that are always prominent.
A large body that would be intimidating to anyone who saw it was nothing special for the orcs who trained their bodies.
but.
It was very special that the skin color was different.
There was one orc who boasted a size larger than that of the already giant orcs.
An orc who had black skin since birth and had an unfortunate childhood as he was bullied because of his very different skin color.
His name is Tone Greenhill.
He was the only black orc among the orcs and was treated as a mutant. However, he overcame adversity to become the strongest orc in the orc society.
Chieftain.
The Great Warrior.
Holding both positions simultaneously, Ton Grunhill was the undisputed head and symbol of the Orcs.
And the word that combines those two is Oak Lord.
Only dragons used the word lord, but Blackman was the first to break that precedent.
