Into the Creations 129

## Chapter 129 – 129. Plum Blossom Swordsman Reincarnated Into The Baek Family

129. Plum Blossom Swordsman Reincarnated into the Baek Family

I continued walking deeper into the cave. At some point, the cave began to widen and a warmth filled the air. We, who were dressed in thick layers, felt more heat than warmth, so we took off our outer garments.

I was now in lighter clothing, and Yuria had returned to her usual maid uniform. As we went further into the cave, the surroundings began to brighten. An unknown, soft light illuminated the cave.

“Plants… are growing here.”

Yuria said, sounding surprised. As she said, there were grasses growing on the cave floor. Inside this place, completely cut off from the outside.

I stepped on the wild grasses growing haphazardly and said nonchalantly,

“This is a dragon vein, after all. Even if there’s a lack of water or light, there’s enough spiritual energy, so they can grow well.”
“This is a place that mages would love.”
“They’d go crazy for it. That’s why dragons nested here long ago.”

It’s not all advantages. The downside is that the number of monsters also increases. Such a massive dragon vein is hard to manage unless it’s an Ancient Dragon or something similar.
We went further into the cave.

‘It’s hard to call this a cave anymore.’

Grasses and trees began to appear. And at some point, the ceiling was so high that it was hard to even see it.
I looked up at the ceiling. It was at least 100 meters high. It looked like a stone ceiling, but it wouldn’t be strange if it collapsed.

‘It’s definitely a secret room, but where is the light coming from?’

It wasn’t mentioned in the original story, so I couldn’t know. This place was a dragon’s lair in the past, so I could only guess that it was the dragon’s doing.

“The situation here is completely different from the outside.”
“If the outside is a perpetual winter, then this place is spring. An eternally continuing spring.”

Below, colorful flowers were blooming, and the trees were laden with fruit. I picked a cylindrical fruit from a tree and bit into it. The unknown fruit was sweet and sour.

“It’s delicious. What about you, Yuria?”
“Yes. It’s delicious. I’ve never heard of a fruit like this. Could it be a fruit that only grows here?”
“Since we’re here, it wouldn’t be bad to take some fruit or saplings.”

She began to diligently gather fruits and saplings into her shadow. I didn’t stop her. I quite liked this fruit.

‘Hmm?’

I thought I saw something moving in the tree, and it turned out to be a squirrel. A cute squirrel was staring at the strangers from a tree branch.

‘Not just plants, but animals too. Well, it’s natural in a place like this.’

We rested for a bit, checked the time, and then moved again. The weather is always the same here, so we need to check the time often.

‘It’s more than 7 hours until sunrise. If we include some leeway, 12 hours should be fine. There’s plenty of time.’

But that doesn’t mean we can just dawdle. There’s no such thing as a perfect plan in this world, and variables can always occur.
We walked further inside.
And then we found a village with stone walls.
The stone walls were 3 meters high and surrounded the village, with crossbows installed in various places. The entrance to the village was firmly closed. It seemed difficult to enter without going over the walls.

“Is this the dwarf village that Master mentioned?”
“That’s right. The Frost Hammer Tribe.”

Dwarves and elves are few in number, so they don’t form kingdoms and instead operate in tribes. They are known to have low reproductive desires. The reason for this is probably their lifespans, which are more than four times longer than humans.

“Should we enslave all the dwarves here?”
“The dwarves will resist, so we’ll probably have to kill about half of them.”

One of the two purposes of coming to the Hues Snow Mountains was to enslave the Frost Hammer Tribe dwarves.
It’s difficult to enslave dwarves or elves who openly operate in villages or cities, but it’s a different story for wild dwarves and elves who don’t have such status.

“I will infiltrate immediately and kill any dwarves who could be a threat.”
“It’ll be a bit hard to sneak in. There’s magic on those walls. You can’t just go over them.”

If we tried to go over the walls, we would likely be caught in the magic traps installed on them.

‘In the original story, Kyle comes here much later than now.’

In the original story, the Frost Hammer dwarves are fighting with the Yeti group when they discover this place, and they receive help from Kyle and come to acknowledge him. And the dwarves repay Kyle by making him a special sword.

‘The entire dwarf village was in danger of being destroyed by the Yeti, so they acknowledged Kyle. Originally, these guys don’t easily acknowledge humans. The Frost Hammer Tribe dwarves would kill any human who happened to find this place.’

They are not friendly to humans. Rather, they are hostile. That’s why they live in a place like this.

‘It’s impossible to persuade them through conversation.’

Create a situation like in the original story? That’s too dangerous. The Yeti are not enemies we can easily deal with. And there’s no need to be friendly with the dwarves. It’s better to enslave them.

“Master, what should we do then?”
“We need to make them open the entrance.”

I raised my hand.

Crackling.

Lightning gathered in my hand, taking the form of a swastika thunderbolt. After gathering the lightning to its maximum, I shot it towards the entrance.
Kuurrrung! Bang! The lightning struck the door with a loud thunderclap, as if trying to smash it. But the door didn’t even get a scratch.
I expected it. It was a wall that had withstood the Yeti group’s attacks for over two weeks in the original story. It would be strange if it broke easily.

‘My goal is to lure the dwarves out. Still, it’s a bit of a blow to my pride that it didn’t even get a scratch.’

I decided to acknowledge it, since it was a wall made by skilled dwarves hammering away for years.
About a minute after attacking the entrance, it happened.

“Another fearless human has come!”

A dwarf appeared on top of the wall and spoke to us. He sounded very confident. It seemed he didn’t think we could do anything to him.

‘With walls like these, it’s understandable.’

I looked at the dwarf with curious eyes. The dwarves in this world looked exactly like the dwarves commonly seen in cartoons or movies. They were short, muscular, and had full beards. They wore steel helmets and armor, and held a shield in their left hand and an axe in their right.
It was quite refreshing to see a dwarf in person, as I had only ever seen them in cartoons or movies.

“Now that you’ve come to our paradise, your fate is sealed!”
“We just happened to find this place. Let’s talk calmly.”

I decided to try talking first. There was a 1% chance that we could end this by talking nicely with the dwarves.

“Talk? We have no intention of talking to you!”
“Why are you so hostile? If you really don’t want to, we’ll leave.”
“Do you think we don’t know the wickedness of you humans?! If you go back, you’ll bring a bunch of soldiers! Our paradise is your grave!”

Thinking about it again, the possibility was less than 1%.

“Are you the leader of this village?”
“No! I am the Frost Hammer Tribe’s War Chief! Purex Gladida!”

I shook my head and sighed. I thought he was the leader of the village because he came out so confidently, but he wasn’t.

“What? He was just a lackey. Go get the chief.”
“You insolent human!”

A blue aura formed on the dwarf’s axe. The dwarf threw the aura-imbued axe at me.
Yuria, who had been watching the situation calmly, moved swiftly. She snatched the flying axe in mid-air and threw it back at Purex.
However, the axe couldn’t harm Purex. A transparent wall appeared and blocked the axe. It was a defensive magic on the wall.

“Huk!”

Purex, startled, staggered back. Purex’s face turned red. He seemed ashamed that he had been startled.

“Y-you humans!”

Purex went down below the wall.
Clank. Clatter. I heard the sound of something being operated, and a white magic circle was drawn on the wall. I knew what that was.

“Dodge, Yuria. It’s an Air Blast magic.”

A mass of wind with mass was shot out from the center of the magic circle. Yuria and I ran in opposite directions to avoid the attack.
The mass of wind exploded as soon as it hit the ground.

‘It’s easy to dodge since it’s shot in a straight line and the magic circle is visible.’

This was an attack designed to kill monsters rather than humans.

“Tsk! They dodged it all! They’re fast!”

Purex climbed back up the wall. Unlike before, he wasn’t alone. About 10 or more dwarves, fully armed, had come up and were glaring at us.

“How about this! Everyone, fire the crossbows!”

The dwarves took out their crossbows and began firing at us.

We quickly took cover behind the trees. Thwack thwack thwack! Crossbow bolts embedded themselves in the trees.

‘There are over 100 Frost Hammer Tribe dwarves. Those dwarves up there are all the warriors.’

Elves and dwarves live long lives, so they don’t have much desire to reproduce, and their numbers don’t increase easily. They don’t even feel the need to increase their population.

‘If we kill all of them, there won’t be many dwarves left who can resist.’

Thwack thwack thwack!

The crossbow bolts couldn’t penetrate the trees. No matter how well the dwarves made things, there were limits.
When the volley of arrows stopped, I cautiously revealed myself. There wasn’t much the dwarves could do from the top of the wall.

“What to do? Your attacks can’t reach us. If you want to kill us, why don’t you come down? Ah, are you Frost Hammer dwarves too cowardly to come down? Well, I guess that’s why you’re stuck in a place like this, you cowardly dwarf tribe.”

I picked a fruit from a tree and said, crunching on it. The face of the dwarf war chief, Purex, turned red at my relaxed behavior.

“Y-you! I’ll go down and kill you right now!”
“War Chief! Calm down! It’s just a simple provocation from a human! Humans are a vile race, so there might be a trap!”
“If you’re not coming down, then fine.”

In fact, provoking the dwarves didn’t mean much.
Because.

“We’re leaving. Have a good time here, you dwarf bastards.”

The dwarves were the ones who became anxious as Yuria and I turned and began to walk away.

“Catch them! Catch them now! They’ll go back and bring soldiers! We have to catch them and kill them! Open the gate!”
“Yes! Open the entrance! We’ll chase after the humans and kill them!”

Kuuuung!

I heard the sound of the entrance opening. I smiled with satisfaction.

‘Dwarf warriors have strength similar to knights, but… these guys are different.’

Among them, only the war chief can properly use aura. In the first place, this is a peaceful place, so there are no dwarf warriors who train their bodies or hunt monsters on a regular basis.

‘Above all, they rely more on their walls and weapons than on their own strength.’

I stopped running away and ordered Yuria.

“Yuria, let’s aim to enter the village rather than killing them.”
“Yes. Then it would be better to go around to the side.”

Yuria and I moved quickly.

“Human! Accept your fate!”

The dwarves chased after us, firing crossbows.

“Thunderbolt. It’s going to be electrifying.”

I shot lightning at the dwarves. The dwarves were startled and tried to raise their shields, but their reaction speed was too slow.

“……!”

Three dwarves were struck by lightning, flew away, and then died, their bodies trembling from the electric shock.

“L-lightning? Is that magic!”
“War Chief! The humans’ goal is our village! They’re trying to enter our village!”
“What?! N-no! Stop them quickly! No! Close the entrance! Are there no dwarves inside?!”
“Uh… well. Everyone rushed out!”
“Damn it!”

The dwarves hurriedly chased after us.

“These dwarf bastards have short legs, so they’re slow runners.”

I entered the entrance. I dodged the incoming crossbow bolts and took out an item from my inventory, aiming it at them.

“What is that!”

“It’s Mr. Thompson! Die! You uncivilized bastards!”

Ratatatatatata!
The Thompson began firing bullets. The uncivilized dwarves, who didn’t know about guns, didn’t even raise their shields when the gun was aimed at them.

“Uwaaaaaaaah!”

The dwarves, including War Chief Purex, screamed and fell to the ground.
War Chief Purex, even at his best, was only around a mid-level Aura Expert. When bullets were fired at him head-on, there was no way he could block them with the small shield that barely covered half of his body.

“Hah. Good work, Mr. Thompson.”