Chapter 1202 – Rising Fame
After confirming the quest, I stared at Prenen’s face.
What is this person doing that is connected to the quest Name of the Lost God?
…Maybe a dwarven god had a relationship with a human, and this man could be his descendant?
Sensing my gaze, he glanced at Kitz and me.
“…Hello.”
“Yes. Hello.”
Kitz replied in a kind voice.
Ah. Frenen Mrrald Gaiga. I guess this guy is great.
Why?
When Kaiz Yi C-Belom smiles socially and kindly, it means that he has a corner to pluck.
For me, he always has a serious voice. Do this do that while doing this pup.
“King. Is God’s Metal the winning prize?”
The Dwarf King immediately answered Frenen’s question.
“That’s right. The Grand Sorcerer and the Prime Minister’s successor visited the Holy Land, but they strongly recommended that you cannot bet trivial prizes on the three major events.”
Chancellor and Grand Sorcerer.
One of them is a snitch with the demons and spread rumors that I participated in the production meeting and exhibition today.
I hope I fail badly at both events, and they’re trying to erode my reputation.
I mean it’s weird
Why are you so serious about ruining your reputation?
If we want to turn our eyes away from the demons, wouldn’t there be another way?
While thinking, the king continued.
“He wrote two legends in two days. Everyone is looking forward to the third miracle.”
“Hmm.”
Frennen nodded his head and turned his back with a face that didn’t matter at all when God’s metal or something came up.
“I’ll just go back.”
“Heh heh. Talk a little more…”
“I am busy.”
The king looked at me with a puzzled look.
I called Frenen.
“Hey.”
Frenen stopped and looked back at me.
Annoyance and indifference in those eyes.
And. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such indifferent eyes.
The fort is everywhere. Uh huh look over there! Eight days! Damn cool! It’s strange to receive the same treatment.
[? Did it? How am I again? Chew over there! Let’s run away! I thought it was.]
…I know you’ll get a fucking hit later.
[Hey…]
I subdued the dark dragon and opened my mouth with a smile of a member of society. No, the moment I was about to open it, Prenen hit me.
“What do you want?”
“?”
“Thanks to you, God. Rokukuru’s metal came out as a commodity. Also, since I am the king’s honored guest, I will have to pay the debt. Tell me what you want. I’ll make it within a day. After that. Don’t bother me anymore.”
“Uh… There…”
Contrary to me, who seemed to be shaken by the stormy words, those around me who were eavesdropping burst into exclamation.
Even Kitz, who must have seen all the rare treasures and artifacts in the world, was admiring.
But for some reason I felt a sense of resistance.
“…Can you make it if I tell you?”
“What?”
Freenen’s face crumpled, and the surroundings instantly fell silent.
The King was flustered, and Heisel came up to me and said restlessly.
“Fryunar. There…”
I took a step back after seeing Heizel’s notice.
However, Prenen rather took a step ahead of me, narrowed the distance and said.
“That’s funny. There’s only one thing I can’t make in the world.”
There’s only one, that’s great confidence.
I’m also honest
Good. Let’s act like adults.
Honestly, even if you think about it, it was a sudden rash, you fucking bastard.
Here ‘Ah. I see. Lol. If you’re like that, I think you’re inventing something groundbreaking, so why don’t you show me something instead of making it?’
“There’s something I can’t make. It seems my skills aren’t as good as I thought.”
“…”
Ah. The mouth doesn’t listen to the brain.
The left has gotten cheaper.
Quack. From behind, Katz grabbed my hair.
“Ah! Ah! Won’t you let go!?”
On the contrary, I held my head even tighter and forced Katz to bow my head to apologize to the king and Prennen.
“Excuse me. My colleague is rude… Haha. Sometimes he does things I don’t understand.”
“Ah, no. Haha. Even our supreme giant is so unique…”
The king laughed out loud to defuse the situation.
But I wasn’t the only one who didn’t look at the atmosphere.
“There’s something I can’t make, so my skills aren’t good enough?
Now the prom is as cold as ice. Pak! I shook Kaitsu’s hand and said.
“I’m only confident in making body parts! I don’t know about anything else, but that alone is my specialty!”
“Huh? That’s interesting. It’s also the field I’m not confident in. Then I guess I can make something that I can’t even compete with?”
“Of course!!”
Ah. I knew why I was acting like an asshole.
This person. I’m not good at explaining it, but it’s oddly similar to me.
So I don’t like it
Frenen’s eyes widened.
Furious enough to turn his white skin red, he pointed his finger at the king and said,
“Wow!! The theme of the production meeting hasn’t been decided yet, right?”
“Yeah, but…”
“Then let’s use the theme!!”
To the king, “Do it.” Not even “Do it.” Kya… Show your personality.
“Of course you’re participating too, right? Take responsibility for your words.”
“Sure. I’ll flatten your nose. You kid.”
“Kid…! Kut…!”
Frenen and I glared at each other like we were going to kill each other.
Kitz tried to snatch me by the back of my back again, so I stopped him by breaking his fingers, and the intangible was gasping for breath. That bastard will be skinny later, so I have to beat him after the fan.
[Eh? Are you really going to hit me?]
At that moment, someone intervened in our midst.
A woman like a bright flower. It was Lulua.
“I’m sorry. Dre-sama. Father, stop too!!”
…Father?
…
As expected, Frenen was Lulua’s father.
I quietly bowed my head.
I didn’t want to be hated by pretty and cute Lulua.
“This little boy is the head of the Gai family…”
“Eight days. The words of my heart came out…!”
Kitz hurriedly dragged me away, Freenen whimpered, and she turned and stomped out of the ballroom.
Lulua bowed to us with a sigh and followed Fre Nen.
Kitsu dragged me up to the wall and tried to nag her, but the king laughed and stopped me.
I apologized to the Dwarf King with a sullen face.
“Sorry…”
“Heh heh. No. He’s not a bad person when you get to know him, but he’s often misunderstood.”
“Yes…”
I don’t know about the other kids, but to show such a pathetic side in front of Lena and Dia…!
I know Almiraj already sucks at my personality, but they’re not!
[I think you already know that.]
[To agree.]
Shut up!!
They’re so naive they don’t know that!!
[Simplicity…?]
[Hmm…]
I was about to curse at my two soul friends who were trying to slander my daughter and female student, but before I knew it, Prince Dolia, standing next to me, laughed heartily haha.
“I rather think Dre-sama did a very good job.”
“Do well…?”
“That’s right!! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such an ambitious Prenen-sama. This could lead to the birth of an immortal masterpiece! I can’t wait to see the work of the two of you!”
“Immortal… Masterpiece?”
Was Frenen such a great producer that Prince Dolia was so critical of him?
At that moment, the king said.
“Dolia. You will explain the situation to the distinguished guests and take measures to prevent this from spreading.”
“I understand, father.”
When Prince Dolia turned her back and left. Kitz sent me a telephony.
[The first Gai is the first Fryunar. And he was the founding credit for creating the dwarven sanctuary with the first Hest, and he was also the best ‘reinforced suit’ maker of that era. The Geiga family has produced the title of ‘Giant’ for the best blacksmith in the Holy Land in every era, and Plenen is a man called the ‘Supreme Giant’ because he has been evaluated as the best throughout history.]
“…”
Is that…?
Fucked…?
[…What. In the end, it went well.]
What? What’s going on?
[I told Homun not to block rumors about your participation in the 3 major events, but there was no need for that. After all, you are looking for the best way. Eight days.]
“?”
Full of doubt, I looked at the Emperor of Shadows, Kaitsu.
That bastard Pretending to stop me, but actually being happy?
…Anyway, does Kitsu think I have a chance?
Then the Dwarf King tapped me on the shoulder.
Up until now, he was a little cautious about how he treated me, but after seeing my kid mode, he became a little friendly… What a bummer. It must have seemed complacent. Cheonbal.
“The first meeting wasn’t very good. I hope that one day, Dre-nim and Prenen-nim will have a close relationship like the original Fryunar and Hest-nim who created this holy land.”
“Is that so.”
“…By the way. Mad flame.”
“?”
“My son… No, no.”
It’s not something to talk about at a fun party. After saying that, the Dwarf King left to go to work and ask for a party.
What were you trying to ask?
Anyway. As a result, participation in the production meeting became decisive.
I didn’t feel any tension.
It’s because it’s not like Kitz was taking his time.
Maybe, the level of the production meeting is not as big as I thought?
***
Dark interior. The old dwarf put on a satisfied face.
Production society.
“The production meeting is not necessarily the exclusive property of the dwarves, but the level of Daraj’s production meeting is different.”
The old dwarf laughed loudly.
“The Earth’s Edge Production Society is a level that is so high that it can’t even compete with the largest production society of humans, where artisans from all over the world gather and boast their skills. I participated in the event even if I said I would not participate. It’s not enough to declare that you will do it in an empty seat, and to declare war on that Frenen.
Opponent of his horse. The mineral king tilted his head and expressed his doubts.
“Hmm? But doesn’t the participation of eight days mean that a celebrity directly participates in the contest and shines the spot, rather than expecting results anyway?”
The old Dwarf was about to snort… In the sense that his reputation would be damaged by that, but cleared his throat when he saw the fearful appearance of the Demon King.
“We Dwarves. I don’t know anything else, but I can’t stand crude products. I can’t accept them physiologically.”
“Hoo…”
The demon king of minerals responded with a tone that he was not interested at all.
“Of course, the achievements that this guy has made this time are truly amazing, so the momentum of praising him won’t diminish. But. I can’t help but see a reaction of disappointment.”
The old Dwarf laughed sinisterly, and the Mineral Demon King stared at the old Dwarf.
A look that seemed to suspect something.
The dwarf muttered without noticing those eyes.
“A production showdown against that genius Prennen.
***
Kitz, you fucking bitch.
If there was a guy in front of me, I would have said that and grabbed his hair and shook it wildly even if Marie Langar Sinido was there.
I was breaking out in a cold sweat looking around me.
A production event is like a job fair, where numerous boxes are placed and the products made by them are displayed in front of them, and visitors to the boxes can try them on.
And people look at the product, evaluate it, and submit the document to the management team. Evaluation is given
The production meeting’s evaluation score share is as follows.
Civilian Rating 30%
Participant Rating 30%
Judges’ evaluation 30%
And 10% for Frenen rating.
…What’s Frennen about, why are you interfering there by yourself?
No. That bastard himself participates, but isn’t that evaluation standard too favorable for him?
However, I was too intimidated to curse Frenen right now.
First of all, the president of this production association. Wide. Damn wide
It feels as if the whole city has been rented out in terms of how wide it is.
It’s not that it’s not, there are also shops around, so it was an easy environment for people to eat food or buy products while watching.
Anyway, it is extremely spacious and has thousands of booths, making it difficult to stand out unless it is a very well-made product.
Of course. I got a lot of attention this time around.
The successor of Pryunar, the man who wrote the myth in the Iron Colosseum, and the fierce enemy of the Dwarves in the Holy Land, who killed three boss-level monsters, participated in the tournament!! Because rumors about it spread widely.
So, since the start of the event, hundreds of people have already visited my booth.
And the same emotion imprinted on their faces… ‘Disappointment’
Tears come to my eyes when I see people who came to see my booth with high expectations, smiled awkwardly, threw cheers in awkward voices, and left.
Actually, it was worth it.
The level of production in every booth is insane.
If you sell anywhere in the market, only high-end products are on display, as if a house would be worth it.
Indeed. It is a sacred place for dwarves, and dwarves are natural creators…
I blankly looked at the booths across from me.
The dwarf was explaining the gimmick of the prosthetic arm to the spectators watching.
Roaring! Pew!
I’m sorry.
What about flamethrowers and missiles? Something like that came out of my arms and legs.
I have the confidence to make a weapon like that, but if I had to put those functions into the auto mail… Would it work?
Normally, I would have done solicitation, but now the difference in level was so great that I didn’t even want to do it.
I was a complete weakling at the production meeting.
Wow …
What an automail guru you are!
You were a frog in the well!
When today is over, I am grinding my teeth saying that I will only focus on production for a while. The wind blew in my ears.
“Dad!!”
“Kyaha.”
Mischievous laugh.
No matter how vexed they were, there are few people who are so good at stealth that I can’t catch them.
My practical mentor. And a sexy beauty with tanned skin and a dog-like body. It was Almiraz.
“Daddy!! Do you know how cute you are whenever you make that sound?”
“Surprised…! Huh? What is it? Those people behind?”
Behind Almiraj, the dwarves stood with sad faces.
“I’m here to repay my debt, I’m a lecturer~”
“How are you?”
“Why. Didn’t you have a ridiculous winning streak at the Iron Coliseum? You touched some money on the legal betting table~”
It was.
The Steel Colosseum’s betting table was similar to the Prunar Academy instructor qualification exam, in which, apart from betting money on the player, he presented an agenda, and the more similar the match result was, the more money he won.
“Me, Lena, and Dia made a huge bet that you would win at least 50 games in a row~ I never thought it would be real~ You made a lot of money?”
“Hey. How much?”
“If you save it, is it enough to live on for the rest of your life?”
“…”
I stared at Almiraz and said.
“Sister. I like you.”
“Kyaha. That’s why the instructor seems to be in trouble, so I brought people to test the instructor’s product.”
“Oh…”
Okay. The theme of this production meeting is ‘body’
It is a production meeting that people with physical disabilities might be interested in.
Those behind her usually have no fingers or no hands, etc. There were large and small body defects.
“As promised. Just wear it once and you’ll get paid.”
“Ah. Of course~”
“…”
Shit.
I thought he seduced you with Almiraj’s eloquence and sexy beauty. Was it the power of money?
Well, two of the dwarves are looking at Almiraj with her coy eyes, so I want to pluck out her eyes, but she doesn’t even look at them… I have to put up with it.
“Then heir. Excuse me.”
A dwarf who tried to wear my product with a face that he really didn’t want to do, even though it was only the contents of the contract.
Seeing that… I was instantly angry.
“Oh, that’s it. That’s it. Just take the money and go.”
They are my children whom I made with how much I cherished them!
The Dwarves were taken aback by my displeasure, looked at each other, and bowed their heads in apology.
“…You made it with sincere love. We misunderstood.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Excuse me.”
“…”
I was silent for a moment.
I could feel that I was really sorry, not just apologizing because I had a lot of influence.
These are masters too.
It seems that I despised it because I thought that the quality of my work was poor, so I made it roughly for show.
“I’m really sorry. Please wear it.”
At my words, the dwarf now put the prosthetic hand on his hand with a cautious gesture… And tilted his head.
“Um. How should I wear this…”
Charleureuk! Click!
“!”
The prosthetic hand exhaled a wire, wrapped around his wrist, and was worn on its own.
“Oh?!”
“What is this?!”
The Dwarves, who were always cautious but still did not consider it a good work, showed excitement.
And. The dwarf wearing my body right now…
“…Uh, ah…”
I was in tears.
