97 97. 31. Not with bare mouth (3) (1/2)

Dwarves were basically rotten neighbors. They were sure of silver and circles, and if they didn't do it first, they would never go first and invade the realm of others.

But there are times when they go crazy without looking back and forth.

It was when the eternal furnace was in trouble.

The dwarves at that time were fierce enough to avoid the brave Orcs, and even the wise giants simply waited for them to calm down and could not find another way. Even the unfortunate elves, unlike the dwarves, avoided a dispute with the dwarves of this time.

The furnace of eternity was so important to the dwarves.

However, even if it is important, the one who defends the source of the lacking clan has come out of the world to fulfill my duty.

It was no different than saying that the furnace had a problem.

And that was never beneficial to me.

I needed dwarves. But all I needed was skilled Yamujin masters, not the crazies who jumped like photowarriors.

“Tsk. You're out of booze. ”

The Dwarf Turka looks at the empty kegs and complains.

I looked at Turka quietly.

But seeing a wrinkled face and noticing his insides was not easy. So I decided to ask what happened to the furnace directly.

“Not yet. ”

But it seems like it was too early.

“I think it will happen soon. ”

He wiped the wooden cup and shoved it in my backpack, and Turka looked at me and said,

“The life of the furnace is almost over. ”

* *

”Party's over! You drunkards!”

Turka kicks the Dwarves' asses. The dwarves, who had been emptying their barrels and sleeping happily, arose, uttering their greed.

“Why are you kicking me and making a fuss? ”

“Kaaak! You're an old man! ”

With respect for Prima Myster, I could see that they were not ordinary dwarves either.

There was only one price that could be treated like that, the same price.

So, while they were making a fuss, Arwen, who was completely sober, was taken to the wagon where she first came.

“Shuffle.”

Even if you had a nightmare, you put the moaning giant Wayne in the wagon like a gimp and tell Turka.

“Let's see. ”

“Don't wait.”

I drove a wagon and joined a group waiting somewhat distant.

A group of people who saw Arwen and Guerwain, who were completely insolent, opened their eyes.

“What about Jordan?”

Then I asked them where Jorden was, and one of the rangers pointed to the back.

Jorden, who thought he had escaped the harsh drinking, stretched out. The ranger giggles and says, ”I came looking for the bow, and I fell down, and it's right behind me.

I chuckled and laughed as I looked at Jordan, who was all over my body.

But he was only a moment away, and his face hardened.

As Prima Maister Turca said, the party is over.

It was time to move on.

“Let's go back.”

I returned to the fort.

I immediately met the commander and delivered a letter to Turka.

“These are the conditions they proposed. ”

The commander of the squadron, who opened his eyes to my words, hurriedly read the letter.

”I have to prepare the Narrow Merchant Guild. ”

After reading all the correspondence, the commander looked at me with a trembling face.

I've seen a lot and now I'm unfamiliar with it.

“Well done.”

After a long time, I swung my hand to the commander's greetings and stood up.

I was terribly tired of arriving.

Turning Mana, he pushed out his energy, but he couldn't completely beat the rest of his bodily fatigue.

I recovered from a sleepless day.

And when he wanted to go moderately fatigued, he went back to the fort.

There were two dwarves standing at the crossroads somewhat distant from the fort.

“Good to see you again. ”

It was Prima Maister Turka and another Maister.

“What about the others? ”

“They must stay and finish the work of the empire's Merchant Guild. ”

“I see.”

”But is it empty today? ”

Turka continued to look behind me while we were having a conversation, she said.

“Who told you the party was over? ”

As I chirped, Turka's impression was crumpled.

“It's an inflexible greeting. ”

“I wouldn't be in a hurry. ”

He said the furnace's life was almost over, and he was shaking.

“It's not like it's going to be a few days late. ”

Turka, who snorted and snorted to see if he was foolish to the end, brazenly laughed at me.

“Let's go. ”

In my words, Turka made another call.

“I don't have a word. ”

“I don't have one. ”

Turka and Dwarf, who saw the group on horseback, expressed their gratitude.

Other than me, I borrowed it from the fort to the horse in a hurry, and the men showed up barefoot with wagons.

I couldn't help but be a relaxed people.

I decided to burn them together in the words of relatively light rangers.

On my instructions, dwarves stare at Arwen and Adelia for a while, but they only insult me.

“Tsk. You should be ashamed of your age. ”

Another Myster, who introduced himself to Surkara in my words, cried out in a loud voice.

“I don't know about that inspiration, but I do! ”

Young Mystery or Old Mystery or Pathetic is one thing, and I cursed you the same way.

“Huh. At first, you're still being polite. ”

“That's the best I can do for the rest of me. ”

I wasn't just saying.

My essence is not a sword, and if they weren't a blacksmith, they wouldn't have treated me like a forehead.

“And you're the one who's sorry, aren't you? ”

Until I met him, I thought about how to roast the dwarves to get what I want. But when I finally met the dwarves, my troubles became colourless.

As I wished to them, so they wished to me.

Thinking of desperation and the value of what he wished for, it was not them who held the sword, but me.

If I didn't know, I wouldn't know. Knowing that, I had no reason to bend over.

“Somehow I feel like I'm stuck. ”

Turka shook his head.

* *

After a few days of horseback riding, the Rheintes River flows along the central and northern boundaries. When I ran one more day, a big leg appeared.

It was the bridge that barely defended me against Warlord a few months ago.

I stayed one day in front of him and let the weary man rest. From across that bridge, it was a cold land that would not be strange in the event of a blizzard.

”Departure.”

The air changed scarcely before crossing the river.

“I think it's a place to live in the north of the underworld. When I look at these tired eyes and see them comforting, ”

Everyone nods at what Ranger Jorden has to say.

I was in the same mood.

I dug up my lungs and took a sip of that cold air.

It seems crazy. My heart is pounding because of the cold that makes me feel so good in this bone.

It felt like I was back home.

But not everyone shared those feelings.

“It's so cold. ”

Scared by the northern breeze, Karls' expression hardens. Guerwain and his men, who had not stayed in the north for a long time, were also overwhelmed by the cold.

“Better get used to it quickly. ”

Winter is much colder than here.

Carls became a bored face in my riding.

He asked if he regretted his decision to leave the palace warm and suffer. Carls shook his head decisively.

But that assertiveness was not so great in the face of a blizzard.

“Why did I come all the way to this cold place! ”

I laughed as I heard Karls screaming in the wind.

I can hear you, you bastard.

So I heard the screams of the court knights and began to walk through the blizzard.

A white snowfield was revealed. And beyond that, a carved cliff and a massive fortress appeared.

“Ouch!”

Just a day ago, court knights who used to curse the cold in the north with all sorts of insults spit out resilience.

It seems overwhelmed by the misfortunes of the White Fortress, which is nowhere to be found in the kingdom.

Dagdack, Dagdack.

The gate of the fortress opens from afar, and a pack of black men pop out.