## Chapter 374 – 374. God’S Atlantis
Thud, thud.
Having entered the world of God’s Atlantis, I walked along a rough mountain path.
Whirr, whirr, whirr!
My steps halted. I lifted my head at the strange cry. A brown monkey with a bird’s head was perched on a tree.
‘A Temongki.’
The monster named Temongki wasn’t very strong. I could easily handle it in my current state.
Crack.
As I generated lightning in my fist, the startled Temongki quickly fled. Temongki were timid for monsters. They would run away like this unless they were certain they could kill their enemy.
‘Chasing after it to kill it… I’m too busy.’
They might gather their companions to attack me, but I wasn’t worried. I believed I could wipe out dozens of Temongki if they attacked me.
‘When will I ever see a village?’
I grumbled and continued walking along the mountain path.
A few minutes later, I felt the air suddenly become stifling. Suddenly, a village appeared before my eyes.
「You have entered the 4,523rd District, Ironwood Forest.」
The 4,523rd District, Ironwood Forest. I had successfully arrived at my destination.
I didn’t move recklessly at the village entrance but observed the village, waiting for a resident to appear.
‘What kind of village is this, so jumbled?’
The buildings in the village were all unique. Some were shaped like rectangular Lego blocks, while others were triangular, circular, or like beehives. There wasn’t a single house that looked the same. The materials of the houses were also different. They were made of dirt, wood, iron, stone, and so on.
‘This is… I could believe it’s an amusement park.’
However, these houses had one thing in common. Each house had a chimney, and black smoke was billowing from the chimneys into the sky.
‘The barrier must have hidden the smoke from the outside.’
As I was watching the black smoke gradually disappear into the sky, someone approached me.
It was a dwarf wearing a thimble-like iron helmet. He looked about 1 meter tall and had a long black beard that reached his knees. He wore sturdy-looking chainmail armor and steel shoes with pointed ends.
My gaze was drawn to the dwarf’s waist. He had a hammer attached that seemed impossible to even lift without the proper qualifications.
“You don’t look like a merchant. Who are you? How did you find our village?”
His voice was very gruff.
“I came to the Ironroot Dwarf Village because I have a request.”
I took a humble approach. I wanted to enslave and use all these dwarves, but this wasn’t the ‘Baekhwan’ world, and there was another master of this district.
“A request? I’m sorry to say, but we don’t listen to outsiders’ requests. And we don’t welcome outsiders either. We can’t even give you a glass of water, so go back.”
The dwarf placed his hand on the handle of the hammer at his waist. It was a warning that he would use force if I didn’t listen.
“Ah. Please wait a moment. I received her permit.”
“A permit? Don’t just talk about it, show it to me.”
“I was about to take it out.”
I took out a letter from my pocket. It was a letter with a blue crescent moon and a sword seal. The dwarf removed his hand from the hammer handle.
“It’s been a while since someone other than a merchant has come.”
The dwarf took the letter and carefully tore open the seal.
“I am Damons Unroot, a dwarf of the Ironroot Village. A blacksmith and a warrior.”
“I am Sung Yoojin, an exile.”
“An exile?”
“Yes. Why?”
“It’s the first time an exile has visited our village. Congratulations.”
“Thank you?”
I blinked. Was that something to be congratulated for?
Damons slowly read the letter.
The thing called a permit was a letter written by Elena Valdert, one of the Imperial Dukes. This district was one of the districts she ruled, and without her permission, one could not trade with the Ironroot Dwarf tribe.
I had asked her for this permit. Because I had a purpose.
“…I see. The Duchess orders us to make what you want. Follow me for now.”
I followed Damons. Damons was heading to the largest house in the village.
It was a house that looked like a withered winter tree. Dozens of thin branches decorated the house, emitting black smoke instead of leaves. The size of the house was comparable to a four-story mansion.
“That’s a unique and wonderful house. I’ve never seen a house like this before.”
“My parents built it themselves. It took about four months.”
I opened the door of the strange house and went inside. A wave of hot air hit me. I reflexively took a deep breath and regretted it. The feeling of heat filling my lungs wasn’t pleasant.
Five dwarves who were working in front of the furnace turned their attention to us.
“Damons! Who is that human?”
“You brought a human here? He must be no ordinary human.”
“No offense, but I have a bad feeling about that human.”
The short dwarves showed interest in me.
If I enslaved and used them, my life would become easier, but I gave up because Elena would try to kill me.
“He’s a human who had the Duchess’s letter. We have to make something for this human.”
“Something? What something?”
“Hehehe. It’s been a while since we’ve hammered at the request of a human.”
“But did he come empty-handed? Disappointing.”
The dwarves’ reactions weren’t bad.
“Of course, I also brought gifts for you all.”
I took out beer from my inventory. The common fantasy setting that dwarves liked beer also worked in this world. I took a leap of faith and took out 10 boxes of beer.
However, the dwarves who saw the beer I took out only tilted their heads.
“What is this?”
“It’s a glass bottle I’ve never seen before. Is there water in the bottle? We have enough water in our village.”
“It’s beer. Beer. I heard you all liked beer… or was I wrong?”
“Beer? Oooooooo!”
“Oooooooooo!”
The dwarves rushed to the beer boxes, grabbed a bottle of beer in one hand, and immediately put it to their mouths.
“Uooooooo! I never knew such delicious beer existed! It’s on a different level from the beer we’ve been drinking!”
“Kiyaaaaa! It’s even cold, it’s perfect!”
The dwarves suddenly started a drinking party. I felt uneasy. Would they pass out drunk?
But contrary to my expectations, the dwarves didn’t overdrink.
“Sung Yoojin. Thank you. I didn’t know you had such delicious beer. Where did you get this beer?”
“It’s German beer.”
“German? Anyway, the beer tastes good.”
Damons’ reaction was lukewarm. He seemed to have just asked about the origin of the beer.
“But you seem to have drunk a lot, can you still make the things I want?”
“Haha! There are no weak dwarves who become incapacitated after drinking one bottle of beer! To us, beer is like oil!”
“Huh? Oil?”
“Wheels need to be oiled to turn well. Similarly, we need to be ‘beered’ to move well! Now, tell me what you want! If we have enough materials, we can even make a gun!”
The dwarves’ technology seemed to be much more advanced than I thought. Come to think of it, I could see some machines nearby.
“What I want is armor, a sword, and a cloak. I want the armor to be light yet sturdy, and the sword to have the highest durability. The cloak should have the effect of blocking the cold.”
“Hmm.”
After hearing my words, the dwarves looked at each other and then put the bottle to their mouths again.
“Tsk. That’s boring.”
“I was expecting him to ask for a slaughter wagon….”
“The merchant who came last time said that guns were popular these days… was he lying?”
The dwarves seemed disappointed.
“Armor and a sword… were you a knight? Seeing that you were sent here directly, you must be a knight trusted by the Duchess.”
“Well… something like that.”
I spoke vaguely. I couldn’t reveal my relationship with Elena to them.
“Do you have a specific design you want? We’ll try our best to meet your needs.”
“Uh… I want it to look cool. Heavy yet sleek, not too big… but not too small either.”
“Geez. How can we do that if you say it like that? Draw the shape you want.”
Damons handed me paper and a pencil. I took the pencil and drew the armor and sword I wanted on the paper.
Objectively, it was a poorly drawn picture. But it wasn’t difficult to see the general outline and shape.
“What is this on the gauntlet? A hidden weapon?”
“It’s a hidden blade. A sword that comes out of the back of the hand. Is it impossible?”
“It’s not impossible. It’s just that it doesn’t seem very practical.”
“It looks cool, so please make it like this. I might need to use it in battle.”
“Hmm… I see. But this sword… the end seems blunt, was that intentional?”
“Ah, that’s because I didn’t draw it well. Please make the sword sturdy and sharp.”
“Is this skull decoration on the sword necessary?”
“Isn’t it cool? Doesn’t it give off a feeling of being the ultimate sword?”
“No. It just looks creepy. If you carry a sword like this, people will doubt your dignity, and they’ll criticize our dwarves’ taste, so I’ll take it off.”
“Sure.”
I nodded. The decoration on the sword wasn’t that important to me.
“What about the cloak?”
“Please make it red.”
“Okay. It’ll take about a week.”
Damons put the paper away and stared at me.
“……Is there something you want from me? I can give you more beer.”
“You’ll give us more beer… I won’t refuse. But do you happen to have any weapons you’re using? I’d like to see them.”
“My weapons… you mean?”
Why? I looked at Damons with wary eyes. I glanced around and saw that the other dwarves were also looking at me. Were they trying to steal my weapons?
“Ah, don’t misunderstand. We don’t go out of this village often, so we don’t have many opportunities to see weapons made outside the village. We don’t have many opportunities to broaden our horizons. If you don’t want to show us, you don’t have to.”
“It’s okay to show you. I happen to have a hobby of collecting weapons, so I have quite a few.”
I took out the weapons made by the dwarves of the ‘Baekhwan’ world. I was going to put the Ironroot dwarves in their place. But the dwarves laughed when they saw the weapons I took out.
“They’re well-made. But they look like they were made carelessly.”
“……Carelessly?”
My face hardened. When the Frost Hammer Dwarf gave this to me, he said it was a sword made with all his heart.
“It’s a good sword. But when we look at it, the blacksmith who made this sword has the skill to make a better sword.”
“Hmm. He’s a blacksmith with pretty good skills, but not as good as us. But his personality seems terrible.”
“The handle part is sloppy. There’s no way the blacksmith who made this wouldn’t know….”
“He has the skill, but he doesn’t have the spirit of a craftsman.”
Grind.
I gritted my teeth.
‘Damn it. I’ve been treating them too nicely lately, so these slave dwarves are getting out of hand…. When I go back, I’ll have to give them a proper lesson.’
The dwarves looked at me. The sound of my teeth grinding was a bit loud.
“…Why? Did we make you angry by saying too much? If you’re angry, we’ll apologize. We did say too much.”
“It’s a kind of habit. And everyone. This is just one of the swords I have. I don’t actually use it. I’ll show you the weapon I really cherish and use in battle.”
I took out the Hwaryeon Flying Blades. I couldn’t just let them look down on me.
As soon as the dwarves saw the Hwaryeon Flying Blades, their eyes widened and their mouths dropped open.
“This is……!”
“Unbelievable.”
“Hoo…….”
“Amazing…….”
I was satisfied to see the dwarves’ surprised expressions.
“Haha. What do you think? Isn’t this red blade especially amazing? Every time I see it, my heart swells with pride…….”
“Sung Yoojin.”
Damons called me with a serious expression.
“Yes?”
“There’s too much malice accumulated in this sword. It’s about to turn into a cursed blade. It looks like it’s made of dragon scales…. Unless you’ve massacred humans in a short amount of time, this shouldn’t have happened…. This sword is dangerous.”
“Dangerous? What do you mean…. A sword is just a sword.”
“It’s difficult to know the condition of a sword unless you’re a craftsman. Haven’t you felt a headache or a sudden surge of murderous intent every time you wielded the sword? You must have felt the urge to hurt yourself.”
“No. I haven’t felt anything….”
