Dwarf God (1)
“What are we going to do now…?”
When I first fell into this unfamiliar space, I had hope.
From the circumstances, it seemed almost certain that this was the place where the dwarf god Kaliul was staying, and I had already saved the queen of the elves with help from the elven god, and had a good record of ending the situation.
This time, of course, seeing the dwarves stage a group suicide show, I thought Kaliul had come out to save the dwarves…
“Have you searched? If you’re dead, can you tell me that you’re dead? So, instead of focusing my energy on useless things like this, won’t I devise a countermeasure?”
Somehow things didn’t go the way I expected.
I should have noticed something was wrong with the dwarf god not appearing in front of me.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I started walking lightheartedly toward a smithy that wasn’t far away.
And, I still haven’t reached the smithy.
The smithy was still located not far away, and the sound of the crackling iron coming from that smithy was constant, but the distance did not narrow even after moving toward it for a long time.
From the middle, I realized something was wrong and flew at high speed, but as expected, the distance was not shortened.
What the hell are we going to do with this…?
Are you trying to test me out of the blue in this urgent situation?
I stopped and took a look around. Whatever the truth, isn’t this too static?
Except for the smithy, there were no other structures that could be identified. It looked like a desolate plateau.
Still, the subtle sensation that is hard to express in words, like being in this other world, is definitely the feeling I felt when I met the elven god. Is it a hallucination that can imitate even that?
Even if it’s not…
“Come to think of it, either way, there’s no need to go to that forge.”
If it’s a hallucination caused by a wizard, then that forge is just a trick. According to common sense, there is a clue to solve the hallucination hidden in that forge, and there can be no fraudulent magic that makes it impossible to reach that forge. can’t you?
Even if this is where the real dwarf god is, you don’t have to try to reach that forge and meet the god anymore.
It’s really God’s realm, and if there is a God, there’s no way he wouldn’t know that I’m going through this hardship.
I don’t know if it’s a test or if it’s a joke because there’s something I don’t like, but it’s clear that, unlike the elven god, he doesn’t have the heart to cooperate with me.
If this is true, it’s just ridiculous. What’s so overbearing?
Do you know that I’m going through all this hardship for the sake of what’s good for me? I just killed all the dwarves.
Even stopping was not enough, so I lay down on the spot.
I don’t know either. Rather, let’s save up our strength so that we can respond to whatever situation arises.
As I was lying on my bed and staring blankly at the sky, I began to think about the situation outside again.
What should I do if real time is flowing even while I am lying down?
So, how many people are dying today? It would be very embarrassing for me to be in a position where I couldn’t protect that many people. It’s doubly bad in that most of the people who died were friendly or supportive to me.
ha…
It’s a big deal. I’m starting to feel depressed again.
Besides, until recently, I was focused only on the situation right in front of my eyes as the incidents broke out one after another.
I wanted to realize what I usually say as a joke, that I really want to get rid of everything and run away to the end of the world.
By the time I was so depressed and helpless.
“So are you really going to throw everything away and run away to the edge of the world and live in hiding for the rest of your life?”
A gruff, gruff voice came from my head.
I was a little surprised because I had just looked around and made sure no one was there, but I wasn’t too surprised.
In the first place, it was close to a kind of protest, protesting that I should come out quickly from lying down here.
Even if they have different personalities and have different feelings for me, basically, if they have even the slightest feeling of cherishing their own race for God, then of course they should come out.
Rather, I would have been a little embarrassed if no one came out like this.
Instead of getting up, I only moved my head and looked in the direction of the sound.
It had an appearance no different from other dwarves, but it was a little awkward because it wasn’t armor.
Come to think of it, I’ve never seen a dwarf without armor.
The name Calliul was floating above the opponent’s head as if it were natural, so there seemed to be no need to doubt whether this situation was an illusion or not.
“Then what are you going to do?”
And…I was fully aware that it was a god, but I didn’t feel like being particularly polite like when I met the elven god.
At that time, I was afraid that if I still had disrespect for God, I would be struck by lightning, and most of all, the elven god was so kind to me that I was ashamed of everything.
On the other hand, this side had a meaningless fight even after calling me, and even though it was not enough, they did not hide that they were uncomfortable with their planting.
Still, normally I would have had the minimum manners, but now I was in the midst of extreme lethargy and pessimistic thinking dominating my brain.
Simply put, whatever happens, the same situation.
Still, when I’m with the gods, it’s good that at least the feelings I have in my heart and the feelings I show on the outside match. How tiring it is to deal with people who are different from the outside.
“Goyan bastard. What kind of stern attitude is that in front of the god you’ve been looking for so much?”
“Strictly speaking, the reason I searched for God was to save the dwarves. In the first place, he was as amazing as he was known to the world, so even if you had told the dwarf saint in advance about being the heart of a dragon, I wouldn’t be in a situation where I would cry out your name. I don’t think he would have come.”
“Tsu-tzu… He doesn’t have the minimum amount of faith, but that lack of faith isn’t due to any malice or incident, so he’s a person worthy of that stigma. What the hell was Orion thinking?”
“If you’re not willing to tell me the truth because you lack courage or wisdom, then don’t bother to say something that looks like something. It’s annoying to use your brain.”
“Huh… You bastard. Stop talking nonsense and just get up!”
“Can I ask you one question before that?”
“Do you want to just watch all the dwarves die because I am crazy?
Is the self-proclaimed “insight” that all gods read their minds passive?
Before I could even ask if I was deliberately neglecting the situation, I slowly got up from my seat as I saw the dwarven god screaming in annoyance.
First of all, it’s clear that there was a reason why the dwarf god couldn’t come forward, and he said he would tell you about it, so at least there’s a higher chance of finding out something than the elf god?
“The guy who just lay there thinking about it just now is annoying, and he just rolls his head…”
“That’s it. It seems that Master Carlyul is openly hostile to me, so I’ve seen him go. Whether he hates me or not, I’m not willing to lend him his strength or wisdom.”
“Huh…What a bold guy. You are the only one who can go over so naturally in front of a god, knowing that the god values him dearly.”
“That’s what…”
There must be so many things that I usually do.
In addition to impersonating the will of God, he fabricates the story of the gods, and borrows the words of God to incite people.
Even fraudulent fraud is punishable by life imprisonment.
To be honest, I think this is an insult to the whole god, no matter how heterogeneous, and on a moral level, I think that a god from another race should put a thunderbolt in me. maybe it follows
“Do you think that is the only reason I hold you dear?”
Before we knew it, we started walking side by side toward the smithy and started talking.
It was a flow that formed naturally when the dwarf god saw me stand up and started walking toward the smithy.
…Aren’t you angry because of the identity theft? Then maybe I’ve tricked the dwarves into my side? Or because the dwarf god is incompetent?
To be honest, the latter must be responsible for aiding and abetting this four months, but isn’t it something you have to bear?
As I put such blasphemous thoughts in my head, the dwarf god walking in front shook his head as if he was very tired.
“Huh… He’s much more tired than Orion…”
…I’ve been stimulated this far, but the reaction is lukewarm than I thought.
“Did you think that I would at least have fun with a single human being’s blasphemous thoughts?”
That’s not it, but…
I licked my lips and looked at the dwarf god walking in front of me again.
Of course, most of my thoughts that would stimulate the nerves of the dwarf god were my intentions, but there were also some intentional ones.
The dwarf god said ‘I’ll tell you everything’, but I don’t believe that the dwarf god will solve all my questions as I already have precedents of the elven god.
So… it wasn’t a sharp enough feeling to reach hatred for me, but I decided the moment I saw the dwarf god, who had a strange feeling that it was hard for him to look at me favorably. I decided to stimulate that feeling as much as possible.
Even the gods don’t know if the emotional theory of ordinary humans is valid, but most humans react more sharply and excessively to negative emotions than to positive ones.
I was wondering if I could find out more information than I originally intended to tell if I stimulated the emotions of the dwarven god…
“What if I don’t tell you what I was trying to tell you because you have such a disrespectful heart?”
“It can’t be helped.”
In the first place, this conversation is not a fair relationship.
To put it bluntly, as an expression of protest against the Dwarf God, I lay down on the street, slitting my belly, but in other words, if the Dwarf God did not show up, the only thing I could do independently to have a conversation with the Dwarf God was to lie down on the floor. it means it was
Besides, I’m not sure how much information the Dwarf God will give me, and I’m sorry that the amount of information will decrease, so there’s no reason not to gamble.
It’s a gamble anyway, putting other people’s information up as stakes, so even in the worst case, it would be breakeven.
“Then what if I don’t tell you about saving the dwarves?”
“Are you trying to offend me by saying useless things? Or do you mean something else?”
Yes, if the dwarf god really doesn’t even tell me how to deal with the dragons in real life without the dwarves sacrificing it, that’s more damage than I expected…but that can’t be the case.
Before he stood up, he tried to ask whether it was right to value the dwarves, and the emotions of the dwarf god who reacted violently to him were not lies. At that time, the main shrine was already secured.
Even if I change my mind because of my sarcasm, I will at least teach the dwarves how to save them.
“You need to think a little less and live. How cramped the world would be if you gave so much meaning to everything with that little head.”
Somebody wants to do this. I won’t live like this when I can be wrapped up in a blanket.
“Heh heh, a life wrapped up in a blanket? Didn’t you already feel that that day wouldn’t come even if you lived your whole life?”
Me? I never thought of that.
Why do you kill your spirits by making such ominous jokes?
…
No wait. Are you serious? Could it be something like a prophecy?
“Even if you run away to the end of the world and live alone, the fate of the stigma will always find you.”
At the words of the dwarf god, I inadvertently looked at the pattern engraved on the back of my hand.
Come to think of it, there was this too.
In the early days, it was a stigma that I hated so much because it was only half, but now that no one is arguing with it, and everyone takes it for granted, it was a stigma I didn’t pay much attention to these days.
But just because I forgot about it, or because people accepted it, the stigma didn’t disappear or change.
On the back of my hand, Lee Hyung’s stigma was still shining steadily, as if telling me not to forget him.
“Didn’t Caliul-sama tell you everything, unlike Ariel-sama? Will you also tell me about this stigma?”
“I’m not like Ariel, but I’m not like Herna either.”
I tilted my head for a moment. Why did the name of the beast god appear all of a sudden?
“Did Ariel say she lacked the courage and wisdom to tell you the truth?”
Do gods live by talking to each other?
“yes.”
“I lack wisdom.”
No what the f*ck… Whew, then that’s right.
Somehow, when it looked like it was going to flow into a typical ‘I can’t tell you much’ development, I couldn’t help but reflexively frown.
If all the gods say that there is something they don’t know, who should they ask? The devil? Are the devils aware of the truth of the world and become depraved gods?
“Demons don’t even know about my birth. They just don’t hesitate to pass on dangerous knowledge to life on earth.”
Then who the hell am I supposed to ask!
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Looking at my disappointed face, the Dwarf God added a word.
“Don’t worry, you impatient bastard. Just what I tell you will make your head complicated for a while.”
…um? Can I take this as a sign that I may not return empty-handed?
“Okay…where do I start? First of all, let’s start with the superficial cause of all this, the ‘dragon’.”
…A surface cause, not a hidden cause?
While I was confused, the dwarf god finished talking and started pushing the door in front of me.
When I came to my senses, the blacksmith’s door, which I had been trying to reach for hours but couldn’t reach, was right in front of my eyes.
And the appearance on the other side of the door that was pushed like the wind by the Dwarf God’s beckoning was different from the general blacksmith’s.
“In the beginning, there were six races that worshiped gods on this land.”
There, instead of the weapons and armor that come to mind when you think of blacksmithing, or iron tools such as farming tools, elaborate statues were lined up as if they were alive and moving.
“The four of you should already know. Humans, dwarves, elves, beastmen and…”
Statues of humans, dwarves, elves, and beasts,
“The Dragon and the Giant.”
A one-eyed human of incomparable size to the other four, a statue in the form of a roaring dragon with wings spread.
