Chapter 1203 – The Crafting Society
The production meeting, which had been held since early morning, reached the night without knowing it.
At the end, more than a hundred dwarves appeared at the entrance.
Among the savage Dwarves, most of whom were equipped with weapons, about 10 were holding staffs, and they immediately thumped! I stamped my staff into the ground.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwak!
The earth cracked and I wanted a rock wall to rise, but pu-eong! It was transformed into a colorful carpet with smoke.
Dwarves. Every time the so-called ‘shamans’ stamped the land with their staffs, extravagant items such as statues and escort golems appeared.
The onlookers and participants who came to see the production meeting at the shaman’s ‘setting’ were amazed and suddenly paid attention to the entrance all at once. Soon, representatives of the ends of the earth appeared there.
Participants groaned.
“The judges are here.”
“Hest’s family head. You’re still correct. A monster, a monster.”
“…Only great people. Huh…”
“Rald-sama. You’ve grown more. You’ve become very pretty, right? That’s… The princess of the earth, right?”
“Mold Mold-nim is also formidable. He must be lively.”
“Who will be the next successor?”
“Princess. I heard Gwang-Yeom made a mistake and got choked…”
“Giant Duduri!! You can trust him…!”
“Lulua-sama is beautiful today too.”
“Haa… Prince Dolia…! It shines…!”
“Sir Keynes…! I heard that this business was also a great success?”
“Tch. Merchant guy. Where is the earth fox…!!”
“Uh. Hey. That person, no. That person…!”
“Ohhh. That person who doesn’t come out very often is here…”
“Well. Today’s theme is the theme. Even he deserves attention.”
As the people said, the dwarves entering through the entrance were the judges, and all of them exuded an unusual aura.
Led by Hest’s family leader who stood at the forefront, Rald was making a somewhat sullen expression as he slowly followed her.
Next to her in Lald’s, Prince Dolia comforts her with her kind expression, saying that something bad has happened to her, and Lulua, who smiles kindly next to her.
And a dwarf girl called Mold Mold who pats Prince Dolia on the shoulder and makes an expression like a pure girl admiring the world.
A high-ranking sorcerer next to the chancellor who came as the king’s representative and the head of Hest. And Duduri, the giant of the Hest family.
Sir Kaynes, a half-dwarf wearing a gentleman’s suit and stroking his sunglasses.
And the man who walked last was a dwarf man who was stern and uttered a nasty prayer.
All of them had different jobs, but none of the participants complained about that.
Among the three members, Dudu-ri, the ‘giant’ at the highest peak of the Dwarf blacksmith, was included. As the others are also dwarves, they are basically those whose production skills have been verified, and because they have seen a lot of things thanks to their high status, they can be said to be much more suitable for screening than ordinary artisans.
Dwarves adore and envy. The man at the end of the ranks with a look of respect. Nex, who was called the ‘Guts’, also known as the X Master, opened his mouth.
“Where are my companions?”
It was the chancellor who answered his words.
Haha. They should be waiting for us in the VIP room by now, full of anticipation.”
Nex’s colleagues are Dwarves who suffered physical damage during the war against the demons.
Coincidentally, the theme of this production meeting must also be the body. In honor of their achievements, if there is something you like among the works of the production group, you can order it from the craftsman. The chancellor had promised Nex that he would produce it.
Since Nex is a man in the most respected position in the Holy Land after Prenen or Hest, there was nothing wrong with him keeping the light out.
At that moment, the high sorcerer approached Nex and the chancellor frowned.
The great sorcerer ignored the chancellor and snuck. He handed over a square machine.
“Lord Nex, you should get a new body.”
“Hmm.”
The Nex received the machine, and soon the light output from the screen.
The machine is a list of participants who participated in the current production meeting and a rough concept. Photos of the finished product. And even the results of the vote on how well it was received by the current onlookers were being output.
Something like a modern tablet demonstrated how advanced the dwarves were.
Nex skimmed the list with a nonchalant glance.
[An unbreakable prosthetic arm made of steel.]
[A prosthetic leg that allows you to fly in the sky.]
[An all-seeing eye.]
Having read that far, Nex frowned and handed over the list.
The man’s senses, which had risen to his guts, read every letter that flowed like a stream, and soon came to a conclusion.
“…If you ask me, I’m sure there will be only Fresnen.”
At his murmur, both the chancellor and the great sorcerer made embarrassing expressions at the same time.
Freenen is a craftsman famous for not accepting requests, and a man who ignores even the king’s requests 99 times out of 100.
He was also a man who, despite being so mad, bought overwhelming respect instead of criticism thanks to his skills that surpassed that madness.
“Rather than that, what is this?”
“Hmm? Oh?”
The chancellor and the great sorcerer looked at the screen and made puzzled faces.
The ‘response result’ was printed on the screen that Nex was currently looking at, and there was a very unexpected name in the ranking.
1st. Frenen.
2nd place. Mukuku
3rd place. Lyra
4th place. Rorocoon
5th place. Umdara
6th place. Muku Woo Woo
7th place. Galgel
8th place. Eight days.
9th. Kom.
10th place. Dadari.
Next to the rankings were pictures of the rough concept and finished product, and 8th place among them. Compared to other contestants, Yeodere’s concept phrase was very concise.
[Eight days. Product Name: Reality Shell. Concept: Guarantees a real feeling haha]
Is this some kind of joke?
Even the photo was just taken of a person’s hand and put up.
Who the hell are these idiots who voted for this shit?
Nex scrunched his face sternly, and the chancellor and the great sorcerer quickly called their subordinates and demanded an explanation.
“Yes. Is this him?”
Nex remembered the name Yeodere and muttered with his mouth.
Three boss-level monsters. Emerald Fox. Sapphire Dragon. A human who got rid of the obsidian god of death.
Nex stroked his blindfolded eye with his left hand, then ran his right arm down.
A clap on his swept right arm. A cold mechanical sound rang out.
Throbbing.
It was as if he could feel the pain in his untouchable body.
He was a long time ago He earned credit for fighting five boss-level monsters at the same time and inflicting great wounds on them.
It was an achievement second only to Empress Skaldia.
Many dwarves were able to survive because he and his men struggled.
However, in return, he lost his right arm and left eye.
The Earth’s End gave them the highest-quality clothing they could produce, but it could not replace the body that had been trained enough to be called ‘castle’.
His performance has declined significantly.
From that day on, Nex’s goal was to eradicate the boss-level monsters.
And to him, Dre was nothing more than a hindrance, intercepting his goal by his side.
It’s annoying that humans entered the Holy Land, but it’s not enough to keep being stepped on, so do you play pranks like this at the sacred production meeting?
Nex let out a ferocious voice.
“The Holy Land is coming to an end. No matter how heroic the Dwarves are, they don’t look at the quality of things and vote because they are swept away by emotion. Oh, or are they frightened by his status?”
The Chancellor and the Grand Shaman, who had been choked by Dre at Nex’s sarcasm, all smiled.
“Haha. This is true. I’m ashamed of everything.”
“Let’s hear it. It is said that Lord Rogoro, Nex-sama’s direct subordinate, used to wear prosthetic arms of mad flames and even burst into tears in anger.”
It is very common for dwarves to burst into tears over products that are too messy.
How could I have had such a reaction if I hadn’t made it? The two old dwarves giggled.
Nex snorted.
“Otherwise, I was trying to be friendly, but… I failed.”
“No.”
In the middle of the day, Nex was startled.
When she turned her head, she saw a cute girl wearing short hair and glasses. And she wears a dress called ‘Princess of the Earth’ and her beauty shines even more. Rald de mr Rald Hest was squinting her eyes.
“Dre doesn’t have plans like that. And he’s always on his own. Don’t say anything.”
“…”
Should I be upset about this or not?
The opponent is Hest’s successor. He’s likely to be the head of the family, but he’s talking nonsense to Nex?
The moment Nex tried to be sarcastic, there was a girl who was sarcastic to Rald.
“You’re very wrapped up, Mr. Lald~? Gwangyeom must have taken care of you a lot at school~?”
The girl with a beautiful and refreshing impression with wavy lemon-colored hair continued a high-level provocation with a mischievous smile. No. The moment I tried to do it. Said the housekeeper.
“I’ll concede a hundred times to understand how you sneer at him in a place where Pryunar isn’t around, but don’t talk recklessly in front of him. Mold mold.”
Mold Mold was startled and looked at Hest’s family head.
It was rare for her, who was usually gentle and ‘pretending’, to give a strong enough warning to use the expression ‘talking’.
Nex also hardened his face.
Because this was also a warning to myself.
“I’m saying this for you. Most people just look at his appearance and attitude, and ah. I can do this much… I’m mistaken and act as I please. Then I regret it.”
While all the judges were looking at him, the old family head continued his speech.
“Like me.”
With a voice filled with self-help and fear, Nex had no choice but to think differently.
The head of Hest is a strong man that even he can’t help but respect. He is a great man who has guarded the edge of the earth for a long time. There’s no way an old woman like that would be carelessly overestimated.
Mold Mold made a rugged expression for a moment, then smiled brightly.
“…Patriarch~ Don’t worry~ How much do I respect the next Mr. Pryunar~?”
Haha. That’s right. He deserves respect.”
When Prince Dolia agreed, Mold Mold held her hands together in delight.
She preferred handsome men, and therefore had a secret admiration for Prince Dolia.
And Lulua… Certainly thought that the head of the house was right.
Dre. Look at what he accomplished in two days even though he looked like an ordinary person and a pun.
‘This production meeting isn’t his field, so it might be difficult to do anything.’
Thinking so, she cleared her throat and glared at the embarrassing grand sorcerer and prime minister’s back.
One of them is a traitor and wants to discredit Dre…
At that moment, Dudu laughed.
“Look there. Sir Nex.”
“What is it. Giant?”
“Like the family head said, I regretted it greatly. I assure you.”
Duduri smiled and raised his thumb.
“From today, you will regard the light flame and Pryunar as gods.”
Like me.
Everyone turned to him in surprise at his shocking words.
[There will be final results from now on!! Participants in the top 10 of the rankings, please come on stage!]
Gee-ing! Woo woo woo woo woo-!
After a huge voice, a part of the floor in a space as wide as the city center opened, and a huge stage rose in the center.
People cheered and flocked to the center.
Participants who did not make it to the rankings also flocked to the stage with faces of regret, resentment, and disapproval.
He is trying to find out how well he was eliminated because of how well he was selected.
The order of disclosure of crafted items was random, not ranking order.
And coincidentally, the interests of the VIPs. Prenen vs Yeodere was perfectly completed.
Frenen was assigned ninth, and Dre was assigned tenth.
Of course, this was the result of the ‘old dwarf”s secretive actions.
‘Keukkeuk. After Pleinen’s excellent work, everyone would be disappointed if they saw his inferior piece of scrap metal.’
Originally, the better the front looks, the shabby the rear looks.
All the more, it is an item that is below the standard.
This was going to be Dre’s biggest day of humiliation ever.
…Of course. I felt a little uneasy about Duduri, the tricky giant, who assured him that he would serve him as a god, but Freenen was a much better craftsman than Duduri.
I can’t get tired of it.
The screening process was quick and smooth.
It was because the judges had seen so many items and gave accurate reviews in a short time.
Half of the participants watching from under the stage were admiring, and the other half were dissatisfied.
What’s wrong with my stuff? That pride was triggered.
But they are also the ninth. When it was Freenen’s turn, she had no choice but to open her mouth and brighten her eyes like a child.
At first glance, the prosthetic hand that judge Nex stepped up to wear was very small.
But the moment Frenen put Nex on his prosthetic hand. Said a word
“Giant.”
Whoaaah-!
“…Oh.”
His fists grew ten times larger.
Even the weight hardly changed.
I can’t even imagine how sophisticated the spell would be.
“Shield. Acceleration. Invisibility. Automatic interception. Capture. In addition, it contains 102 other functions.”
“…Great.”
Even just one, it’s amazing that this prosthetic hand has all the great features.
The prosthetic arm that transformed every time he shouted out the mode seemed nothing but a miracle of God.
Humans among the participants. Intangible. Reus. Diamond. Lena. Almiraj opened his mouth wide in amazement.
You said yesterday that you’re not confident in your body, what is that monstrous thing?
Freenen continued calmly, as if he had no interest in the crowd’s astonishment.
“The most important thing to you is the combat function. Numbers 1 through 10. When you call out the numbers, tools come out of subspace and are attached to your prosthetic arm. Each knife, cannon, plasma hold, etc. By analyzing the data so far, it is a tool optimized for capturing monsters. Contained.”
“…Was it made for me?”
Even the gutsy Nex, who speaks softly to most humans, had no choice but to set an example to Plenen.
Despite the seldom-received respect of grit, Pleinen shook her head nonchalantly.
“No. There is no danger in the Holy Land except for the monsters, so we just met that standard. It is still an unfinished technology, but it is possible to use multiple tools. Its power should be applicable even to a boss-level monster.”
Nex widened his eyes.
“Even for the bosses…?”
Don’t doubt it because it’s the result of experimenting on a deck with a piece of their skin 100 times stronger. Even ordinary people who don’t know how to fight should be able to subdue even AAA-level monsters.”
“Oh oh…!”
Everyone in the crowd admired with Nex.
All the participants who were ranked like Prenen were clapping except for one.
That one. Dre crossed his arms and looked at his party in the distance.
Not only the students, but even the hero party were shining their eyes looking at Freenen’s work.
“I want one.”
“Hero. I’ll make a deal and bring it.”
“I-I’ll help too…!”
Garcinido, who quickly clung to Kaitsu’s words, and Dre, who looked sideways at Marie, pointed at him and said, “I want you.” Said. Kitz chewed as if it were natural.
Lena and Dia cheered me on saying that they were cool, telling them to clenched their fists and cheer up.
Freenen’s explanation was not over yet.
“Instead of giving up many functions to make it a useful item even for the transcendental strongman, it is made harder and stronger according to the amount of Ryunar it has. If you are, you can kill even the boss.”
“…There’s nothing more to see.”
Nex lifted his prosthetic arm high.
“You are the winner.”
“It’s a matter of course.”
Oh oh oh!! Cheers rose up in the crowd.
Meanwhile, the moderator grumbled.
[The championship you decided on your own is invalid.]
Nex glared at him, but the host did not avert his eyes for some reason.
He was the man who presided over the Colosseum of Steel. He hosted this time, pushing his schedule to see Dre.
There was still Dre left, and he didn’t like the way he tried to end it on his own.
However, most of the crowd seemed to agree with Nex’s words.
“Isn’t this a win for Prenen, of course?”
“The level… Is different.”
“That’s a giant. The leader among them…!!”
“It deserves to be called the supreme giant.”
Among the judges, the Grand Sorcerer and the Prime Minister made a fuss and said that this is the treasure of the century.
Nex looked at Plenen and said.
“Could you make an item like this? I want this body regardless of the outcome of the competition.”
“Take it. I don’t need it.”
“…! Thank you.”
Knowing Frenen’s personality well, Nex tried to go down the stage rather than bow straight down and go back to his seat.
[Huh? Guts! Where are you going?]
Nex stopped his pace and opened his eyes.
“…After seeing such a supreme treasure. I don’t want to blind my eyes with junk.”
Oh oh…
The Dwarves were surprised by the high-level horse.
Hest’s patriarch jumped up, bruised his face, and saw a man squatting in the distance. I looked at Dre.
And that Dre… Was a relaxed face in the world.
Even at the beginning of the tournament, he was dead, looking at Nex, hehe. That asshole. He even showed the same pitiful and ridiculous eyes.
Nex noticed that look too. He soon felt offended.
“…What are you?”
“?”
He stood up when he heard that Dre was calling.
“Me?”
“Yes. How can you make such a mess and be so shameless?”
The dwarves’ complexions turned pale as the level gradually increased.
Dre was a famous slayer before he was a hero.
He’s only killed villains so far, but who knows when or how his feelings will change?
In fact, most of the dwarves agreed with Nex’s clutter.
I feel respect and liking for Dre’s great achievements, but apart from that, it is undeniable that the prosthetic hand he made is substandard.
Purple.
A weak-looking skin that resembled that human hand endlessly.
Something like that… A mechanical shell?
Can I pick up even a light water cup?
But. There were those who, like Dre, looked at others with a strangely laid-back expression, as if they were pitiful. All of them were Dwarves with missing bodies.
Someone shouted
“Gwangyeom! Show me a miracle to Guts!”
“I believe!!”
A fanatical cry was heard here and there, and whispers arose from the crowd.
As Nex frowned and Prenen watched with his arms crossed to see what it was, Dre got up and came out onto the stage, raising his hand.
“Moderator! Is it my turn?”
[Ah! Of course, mad flame!!]
Intangible and Kitz whispered at the strangely leisurely and unlucky attitude.
“That bastard. Why are you acting like that?”
“Hmm. It’s a good thing, but it’s unlucky.”
“? Good stuff? Better than that?”
Intangible pointed to the all-purpose prosthetic hand made by Freenen.
Prenen’s items were intangible and mouth-watering treasures, but it’s better than that…?
Katz smiled confidently.
“Nothing.”
And. The sensitive ears of the guts heard the whole conversation.
What? That kind of mat is better than Frenen’s, a confident thing?
“…Not worth fighting any more. I’m going.”
“Yes. Knothole.”
“…What?”
Nex just stopped.
“Eyes that can’t even recognize this superior thing. Isn’t that a knothole?”
Dre sucks. He smiled lightly and turned his back.
“Go quickly if you’re going. I’ll be very busy. I don’t have time to deal with knotholes.”
“…! This bastard…!”
Thud! Thud! Thud! Nex walked towards Dre with unreasonable momentum.
Lald de stood up, put Ryunar in his hand, and the moment the head of Hest raised his staff, iron gruck! Frenen’s prosthetic arm is unequipped. It was miniaturized and placed in Nex’s palm.
“Okay. I’ll try that rubbish with my own body once. But, unlike the boasts, what if it’s something that’s not up to the standard?”
“Ha. You have pride in the subject of knotholes. Okay. If it’s an underrated evaluation, you’ll bow your head and shout ‘I’m an asshole’ 100 times. On the other hand, if my stuff exceeds Frenen’s, what will you do?”
“I will shout 1000 times!!”
Oh oh The audience exclaimed in an interesting situation.
And Dre grinned.
“It’s good if you say that. I’ll make you wear it specially. Huhu.”
Preciously, Dre took his prosthetic arm with both hands, placed it in the palm of his hand, and held it out.
“Tsk. Give it to me!!”
Widely. Nex, which was stolen as if it were stolen, was immediately worn as if there was nothing to hesitate. And.
Iron gruck. Cheer up!!
“!”
A wire spurted out of the prosthetic arm, which only looked like a gigantic machine, and was wrapped around his arm.
And it was naturally attached as if they were one body from the beginning.
“”Wow…!!””
Heartfelt admiration swept the hall.
“At least the mounting automation technology is excellent?”
“…Do you deserve to show confidence?”
“Huh. The development is so fast?”
While the dwarves were analyzing their technique, Nex, who had been stiff, forcibly laughed.
“Hmph. Frennen’s prosthetic arm was much faster than this… Huh?”
What. This… A foreign body feeling trying to burrow into one’s body.
This bizarre thing trying to invade your body…
“…You bastard! Make something like this?!?!”
Nex violently tried to rip off the prosthetic arm, but flinched.
Because he saw Dre’s solemn eyes.
“Warning you.”
He pointed his finger at Nex.
“If you take it off, you’ll probably regret it for the rest of your life.”
“What?”
“Stop talking nonsense and accept my child’s call. Ax Master.”
“…”
I am not a man who will tell lies.
Dre’s bizarre prayer. Empathizing as a warrior, Nex accepted the foreign feeling while clicking his tongue.
And… He moved his hand and pointed at Dre.
Okay. With your right hand.
“Heh. If it’s a bit easier to move, then this…”
Nex stopped talking.
“…This is…”
What.
Why is it so natural
And… This cool sensation.
Now I could only feel it with my left hand… The feeling of the cool air…
“…This, cat… Mu, what…”
Nex’s body trembled uncontrollably, and everyone murmured, paying attention to him.
“Why is Guts like that?”
“Uh…? Is there something?”
“An artifact that allows you to learn a skill when equipped? Or is it like a stranger’s perk?”
Nex barely spat as the judges got up and approached to see what was going on.
“You can feel it…?!”
