Chapter 244 – Land of Craftsmen (1)
Fantasy kingdom.
Dwarves are a blacksmith race.
A natural bone smith with excellent dexterity, sensitive senses, and the ability to visually determine the temperature of an object!
Their country, Nidavellir, was also the reason why Germania, which inherited the civilization of the Age of Gods, became a technological powerhouse.
The country of the dwarves has a small territory.
That’s why it’s been said that it has been able to take a look at a certain technology, and it has been able to take a look at the trade and buffer zone between the power. Thanks to its geographic location and human resources, it is said that it is also the target of greed of the powerful without knowing it.
As the finale, there is even a Confucian nationality that respects chastity before marriage in this world of disorderly morals, so it feels like going back to my hometown even though I have never been there.
‘Still, the fuckers aren’t in the compulsory redundancy mode.’
Nidavellir has a lot of flat land. It was an easy mode rather than Korea, where more than 50% of the country was mountainous. It feeds the people and becomes self-sufficient enough to have surplus wheat.
Gat Dem Fucking Donggoseojeo. Dwarf Needles have no right to complain. If you twist it, would you like a taste of K-Real Estate?
‘The race is also superior.’
I say this every time, but among the different world races, only humans are idiots.
A favorite of chaos? It’s a tribute to humans who go against fate, it’s a plague, and they’ll just give you a dexterity passive.
It’s amazing that they are holding the hegemony of the world on such a subject.
After all, humans are great. Magical aptitude below Dwarf, physical ability below Dwarf. I can’t even use runes. Life span is also short. Still, it’s a primate. What the hell is the balance in another world?
‘Anyway, it’s a country of dwarves.’
For some reason, the name seems to be full of short legs with long beards, but that thought was racist at the level that there are no blacks with slow legs.
Let go of prejudice and think.
It’s a harp, but isn’t our Franc a dwarf too? Fran doesn’t have any hair on his face, let alone a beard. Not a single hair grows below the neck, so I feel like I’ve won all the happiness in the world when I’m kneading it.
How about setting that kind of franc as the average dwarves?
Even in the forge, francs. Francs to the general store.
The restaurant chef is Fran, and the innkeeper is also Fran.
An adventurer’s party with wizard Fran, warrior Fran, and nun Fran.
It is a country full of francs ruled by a princess franc and a queen franc.
“… Is it heaven?”
“What?”
Fran’s ears pricked up at the muttering that my mouth emitted spontaneously.
“No. I wondered what kind of place Nidavellir was.”
I rubbed my cheek against our fran who was sitting like a child on my leg. Oh, Junnae is soft and soft. I tried to cover my chest with my hand, but I endured it because there were other party members.
To be precise, I endured it because of Ralilura.
If only Dana or Veronica had been there, I would have been massaging without noticing.
“It’s just normal. I don’t know what Nor expects, but it’s probably all about dwarves? If it’s a port, there are many other races.”
“Glucman. Too bad.”
“Yes. If you go to a rural village, people from other races may be uncomfortable with the small size of the buildings. But by the way, Nor. I need to shave soon.”
“Oh, sorry. Was it itchy?”
As I stroked my cheek, I could definitely feel the fine hairs.
I don’t tend to have a beard—if I grow it, it grows like an ugly goatee—I guess it’s because I’ve been living on a ship lately and my shaving cycle has gotten a lot longer.
By the way, razor blades in another world are knives.
A scalpel that a fucking psycho killer or torturer would use. It’s been 3 years and I still can’t get used to it.
Fran turned to her side and stroked my hair.
“In the meantime, let’s cut our hair once. I’ll do it later.”
“Wow, there’s nothing we can’t do.”
She knows how to cook, mend clothes, shave and get a haircut.
If you’re not careful, you’ll become a real pillar book. It is to leave all the household chores to Fran and get a job as a biological dildo who whispers only sweet words to Juji.
If I go back to Earth, I might live with my wife in a place where the house price is moderately cheap.
Lying on the bed, Lalilura asked while bobbing her legs.
“Senior~. There are so many leathers, what are you going to make?”
“First, it must be the armor. Blue is nice too, but I’m going to dye it black.”
Armed with a full set of giant skins (excluding the helmet) and dyed real black.
What about the leftover leather, should I attach expensive fur to make a cloak to wear at a formal event? Considering the cost of sub-materials, it didn’t seem like the money would break that much.
“Store the rest in the storage room at home. In terms of francs, I think about two weeks.”
“The design will be done by Nord and me, so it will be finished quickly. All you need to do is bring the cost of the alchemy solution and the repair fee.”
“Hmm. Then you will have to go around many places.”
“Not really. Because blacksmiths and alchemists usually work together. I think if you leave it to the store, it will do everything for you.”
Frank laughed a little bitterly as he explained that.
“I heard my mother and father met like that.”
“… What about your sister’s family? Are you going to say hello?”
It was Ralilura’s question as she stood up and sat quietly on the bed. At that, Fran shook her head.
“He passed away. My father before I grew up, my mother when I was 13.”
“Ah…”
“Lol. Don’t be sorry. I’m used to it now.”
Fran said she didn’t really care, she laughed. I let go of the hand that had wrapped around Fran’s waist, but I stayed still, thinking that I would hate it more to pay attention to her strangely.
Veronica winked as she closed one eye, as if trying to relieve her slightly heavy mood.
“… If it’s a life without parents, I have a good opinion. In fact, there is no one here who can go to see my parents, right?”
“Why did you self-destruct with a self-pad-lip and sit down?”
Did Veronica lose her parents too? Maybe it was because she was of a different race, but she didn’t care. Her husband is disqualified.
By the way, she says that Dana is alive, but she doesn’t want to go see it. The reason I wasn’t here was because I was out to organize my thesis.
Lalilura looked at me and asked a question.
“Senior is his, her family… ?”
“Stay at home. I’m worried because I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Ah, yes. You did.”
Lalilura is a little relieved. The two wives, who knew my circumstances, smiled awkwardly.
I remembered the words of Mr. Alexandra—the leader of the Lalilura circus troupe.
Lalilura, so my junior, whose real name is Priscilla, also said that she was an orphan who did not know her family. For an adventurer or an out-of-this-world circus troupe, having a family and a land to settle down was even more strange.
Let’s try to build a good family for our wives in the future.
Because that’s Fran’s dream too.
***
It was when the tedious voyage had passed for several days.
I took the spear and climbed onto the deck. It was for training.
“〈 Freezing Hand〉.”
─Bad!
He activated his magic and caused coldness in his hands.
Beast Return’s mana coating gained blue chill. I compressed it and gathered it on one finger. As the cold energy condensed in one place, white frost rose.
Then, by combining the spells, the creation points of 〈 Summon Cloud 〉 were determined in one place.
As it was, while sharply narrowing the injection angle——fired.
“Vertical.”
─Puffy!!
Cold steam fired like liquid nitrogen exploded!
It flew like a laser beam and hit the surface of the sea, but it was not enough to freeze the surging sea in an instant.
The splashing water spray turned into frozen grains.
Because, like any cartoon or game, to cause the Ice Age requires a ridiculously ridiculous negative temperature or magical powers that distort the laws of physics.
‘The magic I used doesn’t apply to that.’
Right now, this was the magic combination magic that was worth reproducing among all the magic I used in a runaway state.
It doesn’t match the original, but the killing power seemed quite good.
If properly compressed and exhaled, it has the power to make a person’s body shiver like a gas explosion accident!
Coldness is nothing special. If it wasn’t a long hit like a flamethrower, it wouldn’t be a fatal hit. Even if it was just 10 seconds, it would level up a living wild boar into frozen pork belly.
‘The difficulty is that the range is short?’
Even if it was only 10 meters away, it seemed like it would only feel like a fucking cold wind.
‘How did you use that frozen beam in a real runaway state?’
This was almost the difference between Jammin, who plays ninja shurikens with an HB pencil, and a pro killer who killed people with a real pencil. How can a fucking ice koja live with unfairness?
Shall we try to imitate them by combining the techniques we already have? I stepped on the floor and unfolded a mandala of rune magic.
“Expanding the magic formula, the nawisal compass.”
A mandala magic circle spreading on the floor. It was a green magic circle with the rune of ᚨ (Ansuz) floating in a round ring.
1 child. I feel like I’ve already failed.
The color should change according to the attribute of the magic circle, but my mana color is the same. Fuck.
I let out a sigh, condensed the cold air on my fingertips, and aimed it at the sea level again. The punching bag is coming.
“Master Frozen Beam.”
─Puffy!!
It was compressed steam that was sprayed the same way as before. Is it also a failure?
I was thinking of adding the magic buff effect of ᚨ(Ansuz) rune to 〈 Freezing Touch 〉, but it was easier said than done. I wanted it to go well like the pseudo-spell combinations I’ve been using.
What a waste. I clicked my tongue, but quickly brushed away my disappointment.
‘Because I can’t mess with a real welder just because I’ve done some soldering at the factory.’
Even in the same genre, it was as different as the sky and the earth. This is something I have no choice but to practice every day. I guess I don’t have that high aptitude for ice magic.
‘Still, I have to master 〈 Freezing Touch 〉.’
Specifically, the level had to be raised to the point where martial arts were possible.
Only then will he be able to recreate the magic he used to beat the giant, the absolute sky realm.
I made sure there were no other people on deck.
It seemed that there were only a handful of people on the deck watching the sea. There was a person in charge of work in the back, but the aftermath would not go that far.
Thinking so, I cast magic with both hands.
Roaring—!
Damn… !
Heat in the right hand, cold in the left.
Do this at the same time
‘And additionally 〈 Summon Cloud〉.’
Steam added to the cold and heat that radiated from his hands.
It’s really difficult from now on.
The magic principle is simple. It’s all about bringing about the convection of the laws of physics with the pressure of steam, and the convection of mana with heat and cold.
Physics and Magic!
To manipulate and reproduce those two laws at the same time is the weather-changing magic called the absolute sky realm.
If I’m not mistaken, the technical name was a feeling that an Asgardian archer was watching it with interest, but I think the word ‘territory’ was well attached to the middle 2 gaminess conveyed from the sense of language or meaning.
Whoa oh oh… !
Even with the power down, the storm blew strong.
Since this magic reproduces a natural phenomenon with my magical power, the mana cost ratio was fucking high.
If I fall from a height of 3000 meters, I will become a land pancake, but it doesn’t take that much force to push me down from that height.
Anyway, that’s why it’s easy for me to start the magic.
But stepping on the accelerator here is really difficult.
─Wheewah!! Puck!!
I was slapped on the cheek by the wind that put a spin on it and I fell. Because I was concentrating so hard, I couldn’t even take the fall and hit the other cheek on the floor.
“Fuck.”
Lies down on a large sprawl and fires a curse at the sky for 1 second.
‘The output of 〈 Cloud Summon 〉 is too garbage.’
Even if it was trash, it was really fucking trash.
The heat and coldness of my hands converted into fire mana and water mana through a magical filter.
If you leave them alone, they will figure out how to pair up with each other.
Just as the N and S poles of a magnet stand up and stick together.
It was like that then too.
When the mana of the fire that flowed on the island reacted to the mana of the water sprinkled by the young giant, a gust of wind blew through without anyone else tampering with it.
Mixing a cloud containing fire mana with a cloud containing water mana was a good idea from an objective point of view.
Think of the ruins of the Ghost City, isn’t it? A mana generator using the attraction of light mana and dark mana. I just had to use it for an attack without saving it.
‘But there’s no output for that in 〈 Cloud Summon 〉.’
〈 Summon Cloud 〉 Magic, as the name suggests, is magic that summons clouds.
There is no output that moves the cloud summoned by this magic quickly.
However, in order to create and manipulate the storm, it was necessary to separate and rotate the hot and cold steam that were trying to cling to each other like male and female animals in heat.
In addition, the pressure for convection must also be created.
Like a dog chasing its own tail, hot clouds and cold clouds must orbit around me to complete the absolute heavenly realm. Now that was not the case.
‘If this is the case, all I can do is pour cold water on a fire that I’ve smoked.’
I can’t prevent mana from combining with each other and becoming ± 0C˚. A Song of Fire and Ice (Despair)
I feel like a karaoke owner in his 40s who has to watch a couple biting and sucking at a coin karaoke room.
It would be easier to understand if I said that a magnetic levitation train was made with N and S poles, but there is no energy to propel it forward in a certain direction.
When I was fighting the giant, I couldn’t separate the two mana by myself, so Veronica added centrifugal force with gravity.
‘I should learn some fucking new magic or something.’
This is more urgent than the transformation magic that Ralilura used to talk about.
─Break!
I woke up with a flamboyant dance like a break dancer.
According to Tyrsi, it becomes difficult to fight with ice magic during the winter season. It would be convenient later if he practiced magic and spearmanship during this free time.
‘Shall [Gerture] Also train?’
I memorized all the skill types, but putting mana into them was a bit clumsy.
Why is it that all of the techniques I wrote were applied to Poomsae 1-4? It’s because I didn’t learn everything.
His posture is perfect, but if he just kicks the ball, he looks like a shitball early footballer.
– Booung!! Boom bung bung!!
So I devoted myself to training until I arrived at Nidavellir.
There were days when the bored Lari Lura would stick by her side to practice magic for her circus, or perform a show for her crew while performing an artsy show together. I say that because I feel like my senses will become dull.
And so, when the peaceful journey of self-discipline ended.
We landed at the port of Nidavellir, the Dwarf Kingdom.
***
If someone asked me what my first impression of Nidavellir was, I would answer like this.
It is an alley in Hongdae at 2:00 in the morning.
“Woo-wook… I smell alcohol…”
“So it is.”
Damn, what port smells more like alcohol than the sea? I gave Rari Lura her handkerchief and observed the harbor.
“It’s beer tasting!! Why are you asking me to give you money!!”
“It’s because I emptied half a wooden barrel, you bastard!”
“Britannia~ Mac~ Ju~!”
“Ugh. Is this Britannia Beer? Swallow, isn’t that pee?”
Haha. It’s shit
Perhaps because a beer festival was being held, the port was full of drunks, solicitors, and tribes scattered across the floor. It wasn’t surprising that there were no dwarves among the people who had fainted in broad daylight, though.
【We’ll leave people to protect the ship and go find a seller.】
Ursilla said. It is said that someone must remain on the ship in preparation for thieves who are aiming for the anchored ship, and our Veronica joined this number.
‘Because the curse hasn’t lifted yet.’
It was my first experience, but it wasn’t a little touching on the boat, so it was Veronica who still couldn’t walk among her children.
【We are also planning to find a blacksmith guild.】
【Yes. I’ll pray that it works out.]
Ursilla shook her hand and disappeared with her crew.
That’s how I took Fran and Larilura and took my first step to the port of Nidavellir, where the smell of alcohol wafted.
