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214Secret hidden in the basement (2)
dwarf.
From the moment they take a baby, they hold a hammer and live their whole lives with the flames of the oven..
I heard it through rumors.
They have a fanatical obsession with all objects made in the blacksmith shop, and have infinite respect for works of art..
Their instincts were independent of time and place..
Even in the current situation where they are claiming their own territory, the dwarf's spirit leaves the body in an instant..
Roman Dmitry's Sword.
It was brilliant.
The dwarf could not come to his senses when he saw the shape of the sword illuminated by the torch..
“……It may seem crazy to ask me to show you my sword after blushing just now, but it only takes a minute. No, 3 minutes! How could I not show that sword just once? If you grant my request, I would really consider a compromise with Dmitri a positive thing..”
The voice became softer..
Roman Dmitry stared at his opponent..
It is unacceptable to give the sword to someone you cannot trust, but I saw pure desire in the dwarf's eyes..
Strong wind like a child.
The artisans Roman Dmitry had met had the same look in their eyes when they saw the work of art..
It was a very familiar reaction, and I knew that no problem would arise even if I handed over the sword..
30m around.
It was a realm of the senses..
There were several dwarves beyond my field of vision, and the information about what they were doing was absorbed into my head..
Just one chance.
I was confident in blocking the variable.
And Roman Dmitry's experience.
It gave me confidence that the act of showing the sword would be an opportunity to advance the relationship with the dwarves..
‘The dwarves have no grudge against Dmitri. If so, there is no reason to make the problem worse..’
Roman Dmitry is not a murderer..
They only become cruel out of necessity.
Even relationships that have room for improvement aren't doomed..
“take the sword.”
In those words.
The dwarf responded with emotion..
At first, he reacted cautiously because he did not trust Roman Dmitri, but took the sword with trembling hands..
His eyes looked like he was about to burst into tears at any moment..
He looked at every nook and cranny of the sword, unable to hide his expression of admiration..
“……Is there a sword like this in the world?.”
sword strength.
shape of the sword.
It was perfect.
However, that alone could not be called a work of art in the world of dwarves; Roman Dmitry's sword showed the ability to accept and assimilate the energy of nature..
This was truly miraculous..
Dwarves always hope that swords can transcend the realm of objects, and the sword in front of them seemed to answer that question..
Thump thump thump.
my heart was racing.
Treated the sword with care, like handling a child..
“Who is the person who made this sword??”
Several people came to mind..
It was an impossible area with human technology, and I thought it might be possible for the ancestors of the dwarves who were once famous on the continent..
That's not a biased conclusion..
The technical skills and experience of humans who live for at most a hundred years could not have existed to create something of this size..
however.
“I made it.”
“……Is that really true??”
A ripple appeared in the dwarf's eyes..
I couldn't believe it.
This kind of treasure was created by the human in front of me..
I looked at the sword again.
No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't believe it. The dwarf stroked his sword and quietly closed his eyes..
memory of the sword.
I read the process of creating a sword.
It was a special ability unique to dwarves, and as the space he existed in became tangled, the surrounding area began to turn into a workshop..
Anything that happened in the underground tunnel was completely excluded..
The dwarf fell into the moment when the sword was born, and at the same time as the furnace spewed out enormous flames, the figure of Roman Dmitri appeared..
Hwareuk.
Grumbling.
Kaang! Kaang!
Roman Dmitry pounded the steel.
His naked upper body was bright red, and his gaze toward the sword showed the gaze of a craftsman similar to that of dwarves..
I was impressed.
Roman Dmitry was clearly a craftsman..
They were not ordinary humans, but of the same kind as themselves..
It was then.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
The fire grew stronger..
The flames of the furnace flickered and enveloped Roman Dmitri, and the dwarf almost screamed at the incredible sight, forgetting that it was a memory of the sword..
It was dangerous.
Flame was a force that even dwarves handled with caution every time, and it was clear that the frail human body would not be able to withstand the runaway flames..
but.
The situation I was worried about did not happen.
Roman Dmitry controlled the flames.
He accepted the flames engulfing his body as is, and instead struck the steel with a flaming hammer..
“iced coffee……!”
I opened my mouth.
What Roman Dmitry looks like.
It was like the incarnation of fire..
Tears flowed from my hazy eyes, and before I knew it, the memory of the sword was over..
The lingering emotions did not go away.
The dwarf looked at Roman Dmitri with rippled eyes and spoke in a different earnest voice than before..
“It might be possible for you. Please, take our land back.”
* * *
attitude has changed.
The dwarf, who had been screaming at him not to come near, now treated Roman Dmitri like a nobleman..
“I want the land back. what does that mean.”
Roman Dmitry also.
Showed courtesy to others.
The dwarf calmed his violently beating heart and spoke in a cautious voice..
“Before I ask you a favor, you need to know why the dwarves migrated to the Endless Mountains. In fact, the Endless Mountain Range is a name given by humans. Contrary to what humans think, the mountain ranges that continue so far that the end cannot be seen do have an end. Arcadia. That's what we call Beyond the Endless Mountains, and it is a harmonious world where different races live..”
beyond the mountains.
A new world has unfolded.
Not only other races such as elves and dwarves, but also various types of life forms lived there..
If the incident that plunged these races into despair had not occurred.
Dwarves would not have set foot in the Endless Mountains even now..
“A long time ago. At a time when the human world was not as developed as it is now, an unexplained cold wave occurred beyond the mountain range. As a result, the ground froze, and even the World Tree, the foundation of this world, withered. That was the beginning of the disaster. The elves who guard the World Tree tried to save it somehow, but no matter what method they used, they could not return the World Tree to its original appearance. At that time, countless people of this race died. The different races who had promised to live in Arcadia until the end collapsed one by one from cold and hunger, and the ancestors of the dwarves at that time had no choice but to make a decision for the survival of the race. like that. We have settled down here in the endless mountains.”
a long time ago.
It was a story so old that I couldn't even fathom it..
The reason the dwarf explained what happened beyond the endless mountain range was related to the main topic I will talk about from now on..
“About a few decades ago. We discovered a mass of fire magic deep underground. It is a power so dangerous that it can set the whole world on fire, but if used well, it is also the only hope of melting the World Tree. Roman Dmitry. I met you for the first time today. However, I think it was God's will that I met you, who can freely manipulate fire at a time when we do not dare to approach the mass of fire. I sincerely ask you to do so. Please bring me a lump of fire. If you will listen to our request, we will grant any request in the name of the ‘brown rock’ that leads the dwarves..”
A relationship that started with conflict.
That was the moment of falling into a new phase..
* * *
brown rocks.
When dwarves are born, they are named based on the nature around them that the mother sees..
underworld.
In a world where only brown rocks catch the eye, the new leader of the dwarves has become a symbol of the dark ages..
at his request.
Roman Dmitry was lost in thought..
‘Is there a need to help them?.’
lump of fire.
It will be a dangerous force.
It would be completely different from an ordinary fire, and the brown rock's request might mean risking one's life..
The compensation he spoke of actually had no meaning..
The relationship with the dwarves could be resolved somehow, and there was no reason to risk one's life as collateral to grant their wishes..
but.
Roman Dmitry felt a strong attraction.
I thought that a series of circumstances might be my fate..
‘This life is not the life I wanted. I accepted death, and when I opened my eyes, I existed as a man named Roman Dmitry. At first, I did not think that the situation that befell me was fate. Dmitry's idiot was not a great person to mention fate, he just lived with the reality that came to him..’
one day, two days.
time has passed.
The things I have experienced so far have suddenly formed a connection..
‘Living as Roman Dmitry. Is it really a coincidence that I met similar people from my previous life? Dmitry was from a rare family of blacksmiths, and the endless mountain range stretching behind the territory was very similar to the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Heavenly Demon Church. I followed my previous life. As a result, I am taking a different path from my previous life, but my past life experience has helped me a lot in living this life..’
and.
Found dwarves in the endless mountains.
They admired his sword and said that his ability to control fire made him the right person to solve their problems..
It was fate.
If you weren't born Roman Dmitry.
If Dmitry hadn't been attached to the Endless Mountains.
If iron ore development had not touched the underground passages.
If you were not capable of handling the chlorine magic,.
The moment any of the conditions were violated, the current situation facing the dwarves would not have occurred..
‘I have just entered the knowledge stage. If accepting the flames of fire is an ordeal too difficult for me to bear, the stage of wisdom will give me the strength to endure it. It was at this time that I met the dwarves. Can we really dismiss all of this as a coincidence? Isn't there a clear reason why I, who originally lived in a martial arts world that had nothing to do with this world, was given a new life?.’
Questions that keep coming back and forth.
There was no clear answer.
Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk.
I lived cursing fate.
As he struggled desperately at the bottom of his life, he cursed God countless times for putting him in this kind of life..
however.
It was different now..
Life gives trials to everyone, and it was the will and choice of Baek Jung-hyuk, the Heavenly Demon, to overcome all kinds of adversity and rise to the top..
Beings who faced death by themselves.
They did not meet that end because it was their destiny; they simply fell into defeat in a fierce fight in which each was seeking the other's life..
fate.
believed.
Each person has their own reality, but I did not think that it determines everything..
so that.
‘Let's find out what brought me here.’
Apart from the relationship with the dwarves.
This decision was a decision for myself..
“I will accept your request..”
The answer that came back after silence.
The brown rock showed a bright face as if it had won the whole world..
* * *
took a step.
bottom.
I went all the way down to the basement..
The increasing heat was not caused by geothermal heat..
at some point.
The brown rock stopped and said.
“This is an area we cannot enter from now on. A lump of fire magic is dangerous. Please, take care of yourself. If you give me a clue to save the World Tree. We will make you our benefactor for life.”
their words.
it wasn't a major issue.
I looked away.
I walked inside, and after moving for a while, a space so huge that I couldn't believe it was underground unfolded..
in the center.
There was a firestorm..
It was like a small sun, and it felt like I would go blind just by looking at it..
‘Whatever it was that brought me here. I will live for what I believe in and follow..’
I approached the fire..
Facing the scorching heat, I brought my hand up..
That moment.
Hwaak.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
A tremendous amount of heat engulfed Roman Dmitry's being..
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