Chapter 645: 645 Episode 632: The Brothers of the Dwarves

"Oh, brother. Long time no see, huh?"

"...... Hmph!"

That is a place in the capital of the king.

It was a Dwarf man, a Volbon saloon.

Common name: "Dwarf Tavern."

It is a name that has no body and no lid, but if you look inside the store, many people will be satisfied.

Chairs, tables, and counters are brilliantly low.

It was obviously not a 'human' construction.

It is obvious what kind of tavern it was set up for.

Borbon says.

"Speaking of alcohol, it would be our dwarf!And yet, when I come with humans, I think about designing a tavern with humans in mind!I don't like it at all! Now that the master of alcohol is the dwarf, you know which is the Lord and which is the Subordination! "

For the above reasons, this tavern is low (...).

It doesn't matter if someone other than the dwarf comes, but it seems that it is "that way" on the seat and the table.

Anyone but Dwarves can come.

That's what the shopkeeper says, but it's a tribe that's known for being tough.

If you don't like Volbon and a drunk who has caused a lot of trouble, you will be banned from entering and leaving.

Especially if you become a bad customer, you will be exposed.

For example, the wall near the entrance.

"Ehmont, no entry."

"Miss, absolutely no entry."

The wording was posted with a sketch like a nomination letter.

He is a grumpy shopkeeper, but sometimes he bends his knots.

If there's a regular dwarf here,

"Hahaha!" That's not the only one in Borbon!That man is a man who breaks through his heart that he's dead! "

and laughed away.

Indeed, Volbon is not a man who yields to 'intimidation' or 'power'.

But --- [Admiration] is different.

There are two aspirations in front of him now.

It was even a legend to them Dwarves.

(Ah, ahhhhh...! I can't believe it...!The highest peak of the Dwarves would come to my shop at the same time...!Besides, even bring in the "work"....!)

The Dwarf Tavern is not open in the morning.

If you come at such a time, you will be knocked out by the shopkeeper.

But this morning, except for the table where Brother arrived, it seemed to have been cleared up by the wall.

All this is the result of Volbon's consideration for this brother.

Okay. Okay.

My brothers.

The brother greeted his brother, but the person he summoned - his brother - turned to him in a mood.

Both have stunning beards, and they are as white as snow.

It was clear that they were old dwarves.

My brother's name, Radon.

And my brother's name is Gad.

He was the brother of a master craftsman among the masters, not to mention a dwarf who was a blacksmith.

This brother doesn't like his brother.

The reason is simply because I'm jealous.

Gad is the best blacksmith in the entire Dwarf race.

And he that exceedeth his reputation shall be as the great-great-grandfather of his brethren, Geo, apart from the dwarf arcees, the chief fathers of the tribe.

Except for the aforementioned "legends", the loathsome and covetous dwarf artisan is the man who can be regarded as the number one.

A man who can make a boneless sword if he cares about beautiful artefacts.

Not only metals (money), but also woodworking and leather handling are super first-class, like the existence of irregularities.

But if it had been so far, Radon would have been a proud brother.

But there was something I couldn't forgive him.

One is that Gad has made a name for himself as a weapon maker.

Radon wanted to be a weapons artisan.

No, I still think so myself.

But I never asked him for a weapon.

All I'm asking for is a good quality armor.

As a defensive craftsman, you have more prestige than your brother, and Radon is jealous and helpless.

The second thing is that my brother possesses "God's Silver."

It is the greatest treasure to be passed down to the Dwarves.

At least that's what Radon thinks.

And when they heard the word, some spirits and elves frowned, saying, Thought.

The silver of God - the silver of the Spirit - was dedicated and created to survive that era.

It is an arrogant mistake to think of it as just a dwarf treasure.

In fact, besides the Dwarves, some spirits and elves possess that rare metal.

Still, it is thought that only the dwarf can process Spirit Silver by connecting it to the silver of God.

However, this rare metal is now so small that it is a fairy tale that some dwarfs do not believe in reality.

My brother has such a thing.

For Radon, this was unacceptable.

And the reason for the pinch.

That is because my brother was recognized by the "high ancestors of elves."

Their brother's common benefactor, Archie Elf, 'Doom'.

The living legend passed through me and asked Gad to do it.

I want someone to teach you how to blacksmith.

"If you're a blacksmith, this radon can teach you as much as you want!Why did Abel choose Gado!? "

Radon cried like that when he found out about the hiring.

For all these reasons, he hates Gado.

But I can't talk about it.

If you pull all the strings and say it simply, it's only one-sided jealousy.

So, like this, "Hum!" I can only say that.

He also knew the movements of his brother's heart, so he didn't say anything extra.

"... that's why you brought it, right?The work of your disciples. "

"Well, I brought it, aniki.As I told you in my letter, he's still half a man.Isn't this a work that can be put out in public? "

"How many years have passed since I started training?So if it's half a man, it's because Gad, your mentoring sucks.I'll tell Abel about your incompetence. "

"But you know Abel's work in front of you, don't you?"

"... shit! I'm so proud to see you on Abel's side...!"

"Besides, I'm not bragging...."

Shrugging his shoulders against his stubborn brother, he took out the "work of the disciple".

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”... ahn? Dagger...? Isn't that the beginning?”

Radon received it - and then inclined his neck creepily.

"Hey, Gad."

Oh?

What the hell is this?

"What, like my brother said, a dagger.It's just an iron sword. "

…………

Radon stared at the work as if it were mysterious.

"This guy's lost. You can tell at a glance without touching it.And yet, what is this strange feeling...?Just a scrap of iron has a strange power..... "

To put it in a nutshell, it's too uncomfortable.

A garbage sword was emitting signs (...) like a magic sword.

Radon grabbed his own small shield.

Then I cut it with a dagger.

The poor pieces, called loose pieces, broke apart in front of the highest shields.

"... what is this?"

Radon murmured again, despite a complete victory.

Gad doesn't say anything.

There's no need for that.

"My shield is solid." Naturally, a human craftsman with a dwarf weapon wouldn't have a single scratch.And there's definitely a scar here...! "

He compares the sword to the shield.

Gad trusts his brother.So I have no doubt that we will get to the answer soon.

At the end, Radon gave a stunned expression.

"Magic...! I can't believe it...!This is......! This sword is a demon sword! "

Borbon opened his mouth to the scream of the armourman.

The Magic Sword is the highest peak of armor.

It is even said that the manufacturing method has already been lost.

In fact, some dwarves and elves know about it, but basically, it's 'gone'.

So the ultimate weapon is a strong magic cage - a magic weapon.

But the best armor artisan of our time called that weird sword the "Magic Sword."

"... this sword is broken just because it's lost!I couldn't stand the magic contained in the weapon itself!I don't know what that means! If you knew how to make a magic sword, you wouldn't have made a missing weapon in the first place!And yet, he's just as lost as a magic sword!No, in the first place, just iron should become a magic sword...--Gad! Who the hell are you taught to blacksmith!? What kind of guy is Abel looking at?!? "

…………

My brother has no answer.

I silently stir up my favorite noodle bowl prepared in advance by the shop owner.

"Tell me your name!"

"-Tatara"

Hmm?

"That's his alias. If I could make a debut as a blacksmith, I'd be named Tatara, right?"

"Ghi, mei...? No, if you can debut in the first place, you're not risking your life to become a blacksmith!?"

Isn't he a hamperman?

To say so, Radon mumbles.

Would this brother welcome someone of that nature?Will you forgive me as a disciple?

However, his cheeky little brother smiles with a delicious meal on his cheek.

I mean, that kind of talent. I wonder if that's all you have.

"Come on, big brother"

Gad unleashed another sword in one of his chews.

Radon saw the sword flying in a parabola as' iron scrap 'at a glance.

But...

"The equipment I received is the same as before..."

No, there is more 'power' than that.

"Aniki, put some magic into him."--Ahh, let's get as far away from your body as possible. "

"Hmm, what...?"

As I was told, I pulled apart and put in magic, and the whole sword was covered with ice crystals.

It seemed that, consciously, it was not only possible to freely shape the ice, but also to be able to fly pieces of ice by its own will.

"Hey, Ice Magic Sword...!? Stupid, this shows signs of using Magic Stones. No, that's the case with the dagger earlier, but it's impossible for an iron to become a Magic Sword...!"

What was there was a weapon that was too alien to the common sense of blacksmithing.

Radon now takes out a lump of iron.

Although it removes some impurities, the strength itself is not a big ingot.

Wave your sword toward it.

The iron mass was most easily cut into two pieces.

The vorbon who was looking at it stared.

(That's a melting pot!? It's a sword that easily cuts through the iron, is it that kind of evaluation...!?)

The owner came to think that the brother's common sense seemed at least very different from his own.

The best Dwarf craftsman walks in front of him.

Not worthy of my age, my chest rang high.

"Owner, this is a nuisance and a silence."I asked my acquaintance to make it, but it was good. Take it. "

It was a magnificent platter that I was offered.

It looks so impressive that it could be inhaled.

I couldn't feel the taste of the Magic Sword just by looking at it, but this is different.It shows an incredible presence.

(I-Isn 't this... an incredible specialty...!?)

It was obvious that it was a gem because the most famous craftsman in the world would give it to him as "worth it".

But I don't talk about "whose work".

In other words, I'm not going to tell you.

Then, unfortunately, you shouldn't ask.

Borbon quickly concluded so.

He will later decorate it in the middle of the counter.

And it became one of the specialties of the [Dwarf Tavern], and the member of the [Kingdom Aesthetic Committee], Dwarf Gogol, who had this place as his destination, said, "Please, give it to me!"I was framed to continue the offensive, but I didn't know such a future without God.

…………

Radon has the Magic Sword and the Plate staring at each other.

What kind of world does this brother live in?

"Who the hell is this guy..."

The armor artisan murmured again as he stared at the ice magic sword.

The younger brother, who returned to his seat and resumed cooking the noodles, said with his face.

"That guy is the last disciple of my life."I'll never let you hammer me.Aniki seems to be worried about a lot, but I swear to God, that's all. "

That's what Radon thought of his brother.

"- Oh, shit. I envy you."

There was one more reason for him to come.

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