Chapter 374 – 374. God’s Atlantis
374. God’s Atlantis
Trudge.
After entering the divine world of Atlantis, I walked a rough mountain road.
Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
My footsteps stopped. I raise my head at the strange cry. A brown monkey with a bird’s head was standing on a tree.
‘Te Monkey-kun.’
The monster named Temonkey is not that strong. If it was me now, I could deal with it without difficulty.
Paper weave.
When he caused a lightning bolt in his grip, Te Monkey, startled, quickly ran away. Temonkey was afraid of monsters. If he does not judge with certainty that he can kill the enemy, he runs away like this.
‘To chase and kill… My way is busier.’
He could have gathered his friends and tried to attack me, but I’m not worried. This is because they think that even if dozens of Temonkeys attack, they can wipe them out.
‘When will the alternative village come out?’
I grumbled and continued walking up the mountain path.
A few minutes later, it was the moment when the air suddenly felt stuffy. Suddenly, a village appeared before my eyes.
“Area 4,523, you have entered the Iron Tree Forest.”
Area 4,523, Ironwood Forest. You have successfully reached your destination.
I didn’t move recklessly at the entrance of the village, I looked around the village and waited for the villagers to come out.
‘What kind of town is this messy?’
Each of the buildings in the village was full of personality. Some are shaped like rectangular Lego blocks, while others are triangular, circular, and reminiscent of beehives. No two houses have the same shape. The same goes for the material of the house. The soil, wood, iron, stone, etc. Were all different.
‘What is this… I’d believe it if it was an amusement park.’
However, these houses have one thing in common. It is that every house has a chimney, and black smoke from the chimney is blowing into the sky.
‘I couldn’t see the smoke from the outside because the barrier was put up.’
As I watched the black smoke slowly disappearing from the sky, someone approached me.
It was a dwarf wearing an iron helmet that looked like a thimble. He seemed to be about 1m tall and had a long black beard that reached to his knees. He wears sturdy-looking chain armor and wears pointed steel shoes on his feet.
The place my gaze was directed was around the dwarf’s waist. He is wearing a hammer that seems impossible to even lift if he is not qualified.
“You don’t look like a peddler. Who are you? How did you come to our village?”
It was a very hoarse voice.
“I came to the Iron Root Dwarf Village because I have something to ask of you.”
I went out in a low profile. In my heart, I want to enslave all of these dwarves and eat them, but this was not the world of ‘Baekhwan’, and there was a separate owner of this area.
“Ask me? I’m sorry, but we don’t listen to requests from outsiders. And they don’t even welcome outsiders. We can’t even give you a glass of water, so go back.”
The dwarf put his hand on the handle of the hammer hanging from his waist. It was a warning that if he did not listen, he would use force.
“Ah. Please wait a moment. I got her permit.”
“Permit? Don’t just say it, show it.”
“I was going to take it out now.”
I took the letter out of my pocket. It was a letter with a blue crescent moon and the seal of a sword. The dwarf released his hand from the handle of his hammer.
“It’s been a while since someone other than a merchant came to visit.”
The Dwarf accepted the letter and carefully opened the seal.
“I am Damons Unroot. A dwarf from Ironroot Village. A blacksmith and a warrior.”
“This is Seong Yu-jin, an outcast.”
“An outcast?”
“Yes. Why?”
“It’s the first time an outcast has visited our village. Congratulations.”
“Thank you?”
I blinked. Is that something to be celebrated?
Damons read the letter slowly.
That so-called permit is a letter handwritten by one of the Imperial Wukongs, illusionist Elena Baldert. This is one of her territories, and she cannot trade with the ironroot dwarf tribe without her permission.
I got this permit from her by asking her. Because it had a purpose.
“… Got it. His Excellency the Duke wants you to make what you want. Please follow me.”
I followed Damons. The place where Damons was heading was where the largest town in town was located.
It was a house that looked like a dry winter tree. Instead of leaves from dozens of bare tree branches, black smoke is emitted to decorate them. The size of the house was as large as that of a four-story mansion.
“It is a unique and wonderful house. This is my first time seeing a house like this.”
“It’s a house my parents built themselves. It took about four months.”
I opened the door to the mysterious house and went inside. A scorching heat came over me. Reflexively, I took a deep breath and was disappointed. The feeling of the heat filling my lungs was not very good.
The five dwarves who were working in front of the stove showed interest in this direction.
“Damons! Who is that human?”
“Bring humans here? It doesn’t look like a normal human.”
“It’s okay to say this in the first meeting, but I’m a person with a bad feeling.”
The stocky dwarves showed interest in me.
If I made them slaves and ate them, my life would soon become easier, but I gave up because it was obvious that Elena would try to kill me if I did.
“The person who had the letter from His Excellency the Duke. We have to make things for this human.”
“Thing? What stuff?”
“Quack. It’s been a long time since I’ve received a man’s spell and pounded a hammer.”
“But did you come empty-handed? Disappointing.”
The reaction of the dwarves was not bad.
“Of course, I also packed a present for you guys.”
I took a beer out of my inventory. The common fantasy setting that dwarves like beer worked in this world as well. I was very excited and took out 10 boxes of beer.
However, the dwarves who saw the beer I took out only tilted their heads.
“What is this again?”
“This is the first glass bottle I have ever seen. Is there water in the bottle? Water is enough for our village.”
“It is beer. Beer. I heard you like beer… Wasn’t it?”
“Beer? Ohhhhh!”
“Ooooo!”
The dwarves rushed into the beer box, grabbed bottled beer in one hand, and immediately bit it into their mouths.
“Oohhh! I never thought a beer this sweet could exist! It’s different from the beer I’ve had before!”
“Kiyaaaaa! It’s cool and just right!”
The Dwarves started having a drinking party out of nowhere. I felt insecure. I wonder if I’ll stretch out drunk.
However, contrary to my expectations, the dwarves did not drink too much.
“Sung Yujin. Thank you. I never thought I would have such a delicious beer. Where is the beer from?”
“It’s German beer.”
“Germany? Anyway, beer tastes good.”
Damon’s reaction was lukewarm. It seems that I just asked about the origin of beer.
“But you seem to have been drinking a lot. Could you make me something I want?”
Haha! There is no such thing as a weak dwarf who goes mad just because he forgot a bottle of beer! Beer is oil to us!”
“Yes? Oil?”
“Wheels need to be oiled so they don’t turn well. Just like that, we need to be beer-coated to move well! Now, tell me what you want! I can make you a gun if you have enough materials!”
It seems that these Dwarves’ technical skills are far more advanced than I thought. Come to think of it, I see something like a machine nearby.
“All I want is armor, a sword, and a cloak. I want the armor to be light but hard, and I want the durability of the sword to be the top priority. In the case of a cloak, it should have the effect of blocking the cold.”
“Well.”
After hearing my words, the Dwarves looked at each other and put the bottle in their mouths again.
“Eh. It’s boring.”
“I expected you to ask me to make another slaughter wagon….”
“The peddler who came last said that guns have become popular recently… Was it Gura?”
The dwarves seemed disappointed.
“Armor and sword… Were you a knight? Seeing that you were sent here directly, you must be a knight who is trusted by His Excellency.”
“What… Similar.”
I roughly said I couldn’t reveal my relationship with Elena to them.
“Do you have any designs you want? I will do my best to accommodate your needs.”
“Uh… I wish I had a ganja. Heavy yet nimble, not too big… Not too small either.”
“That’s true. What if I say that? Just draw the shape you want.”
Damons handed me a piece of paper and a pencil. I grabbed a pencil and drew the armor and sword I wanted on paper.
It was a picture that could not be drawn objectively. However, it was not difficult to confirm the approximate outline or shape.
“What is this of the gauntlet? Memorize?”
“This is the Hidden Blade. It’s a sword that comes out of the back of your hand. Is it impossible?”
“It is not impossible. It’s just that it doesn’t seem very practical.”
“Once you’re done, please make it like this. I might have something to use in practice.”
“Hmm… , I see. But what about this sword? It looks like it has a blunt end. Is that what you meant?”
“Ah, it’s because I’m not good at drawing. Please make the sword hard and sharp.”
“Is this skull decoration on the sword really necessary?”
“Isn’t it wonderful? Doesn’t it feel like a supreme sword?”
“No. It just looks creepy If you carry a sword like this, people will doubt your dignity and curse our taste as dwarves, so I’ll take it off.”
“I see.”
I nodded. In fact, the decoration of the sword was not that important.
“What about the cloak?”
“Make it red, please.”
“Okay. It will take about a week.”
Damons closed the paper and stared at me.
“…… Do you want something from me? I’ll give you more beer.”
“Give me more beer… I won’t hesitate By the way, do you have any weapons you are using? I would love to see you if you have.”
“My weapon… You mean?”
Why I looked at Damons with wary eyes. I glanced around and saw that the other dwarves were also looking at me. Could it be that these are trying to steal my weapon?
“Ah, don’t get me wrong. We don’t do much in this town, so we don’t get much chance to see weapons made outside of town. There are few opportunities to broaden one’s knowledge. It’s okay if you don’t want to show it.”
“It’s okay to show off. I happen to have a hobby of collecting weapons, so I have quite a lot.”
He took out a weapon made by the dwarves of the ‘Baekhwan’ world. The idea was to press down on the noses of the iron-rooted dwarves. However, the dwarves laughed when they saw the weapon I took out.
“You did well. But it looks like it was made roughly.”
“…… Did you make it roughly?”
My face hardened. When the Frost Hammer Dwarves dedicated this to me, they said it was a sword they had made with all their might.
“It is true that it is a good sword. However, from our point of view, the craftsman who made this sword has the ability to make a better sword.”
“Hmm. He’s not as good as us, but he’s a craftsman with pretty good skills. But you seem to have a bad personality.”
“The handle part is sloppy. There’s no way the blacksmith who made this wouldn’t know….”
“I have skills, but I don’t have the spirit of an artisan.”
Fast.
I grinded my teeth.
‘Fuck. Since I’ve been treating you comfortably lately, the slave dwarves have fallen out…. When I go back later, I’ll have to do my mental training first.’
The dwarves looked at me. The grinding noise was a bit loud.
“… Why do you Are you mad that we talked too much? I apologize if I am offended. We talked too much.”
“It’s kind of a habit. And everyone. Actually, this is just one of my swords. I don’t even actually use it. I will show you the weapons I really cherish and use in real combat.”
I took out the Hwaryeonbido. I couldn’t be ignored.
The dwarves widened their eyes and opened their mouths as soon as they saw Hwaryeonbido.
“This…… !”
“Unbelievable.”
“Huh…….”
“That’s great…….”
Seeing the dwarves’ surprise, I was satisfied.
Haha. How is it. Isn’t this red blade especially deadly? Every time I see it, my heart grows bigger…….”
“Sung Eugene.”
Damon called me with a serious expression.
“Yep?”
“There is too much malice in this knife. It can be said that it is just before turning into the urethra. It looks like it’s made of dragon scales…. This wouldn’t happen unless humans were slaughtered within a short period of time…. This knife is dangerous.”
“What’s dangerous…. A knife is just a knife, isn’t it?”
“Unless you are a craftsman, it is difficult to determine the condition of a sword. Didn’t you get a headache every time you swung your sword, or did you have the will to kill for no reason? You must have felt the urge to harm yourself.”
“No. I didn’t feel anything….”
