112. I never thought a happy day would come
‘This is the first time I’ve actually seen a dwarf…’
However, the first meeting did not seem very pleasant.
Even at this moment, he was moaning because of the terrible wounds.
“Ugh…!”
Atrum supported him and helped him sit against the wall.
“Humkarian. What the hell happened here?”
“Obviously……Prototheus. It’s his fault…The Colossus of the primordial embers.”
“Prototheus… But until yesterday, nothing had happened, right? All the members of our death squad were guarding the surroundings… If the giants had come…”
As he said that, Atrum looked back at his adjutant.
Even on our way here, Levarsen and Atrum’s adjutant said they were watching the surroundings.
But it wasn’t enough to break through that surveillance net… to destroy it like this without even realizing it.
It was the same for the two of them who had a puzzled face.
“There was definitely no pretending to be popular. Captain.”
After Atrum, he looked at Levarsen.
She just shook her head with a puzzled face.
At that, Humkarian opened his mouth again.
“I saw it. A shadow, yes. It was a shadow. A shadow consuming fire. I saw him clearly in the dark. I saw him consuming fire and growing bigger!”
“Shadow…You mean you saw his shadow?”
“No! It was the shadow itself.”
“So, then the shadow caused this sadal?”
Let Atrum not understand.
Orhel, who was listening to the conversation from the side, helped out.
“If it’s a shadow that devours fire… It’s a weapon that was used in the war of the gods in the past. It’s the one that Prototheus created himself. As far as I know, after losing the war, that shadow was also buried under the abyss. I know…”
“then……!”
Humkarian squeezed Atrum’s collar with a flushed face.
“The weapon of war that should have been stuck at the bottom of the abyss and never to come out again! It’s hit our forge!”
He continued with a blood clot in his neck with anger.
“You promised! From the moment we refused the request to make weapons for the giants, you will protect us! You didn’t promise that! So, how many weapons have we brought to your organization so far? … Cool! Cool!”
Humkarian coughed bloody, unable to speak.
“Heh… heh… heh…!”
Looking at Humkarian, who had barely stopped talking.
Atrum lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. It’s our negligence.”
“Hey! That’s why elves… they don’t have a fiery side, so what are they going to use?
“……”
Humkarian sighed and leaned his back against the wall.
“Whoa…it’s my personality, it’s not like I’ve tried it once or twice. I understand. I was a little excited because I was overheated. In the first place, I was also responsible for agreeing with you guys in the end.”
“Humkarian…”
Atrum just spit out his name.
I knew better than anyone.
the sorrow of losing a family member.
And today…Humkarian had lost everyone.
What consolation, what apology?
They’re all already dead.
However, Humkarian did not collapse even in the face of this terrible reality.
Rather just go for it.
“That doesn’t mean I’m not angry. I have to get revenge. I have to show it! The dwarf’s revenge! The anger! I’ll have to show you what it is!”
He got on his knees and got up from his seat.
He dragged his staggering body toward one side of the closet.
thump
He picked up a bottle, opened the lid, and poured it into his mouth.
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Judging by the strong alcohol scent, it must have been alcohol.
It’s also quite poisonous, old, and precious.
Even though I didn’t know it well, the smell was very strong.
But, by all accounts, Humkarian did not enjoy the drink.
It’s just that the situation in front of my eyes is sh*t, so I’m just drinking it.
Everyone was quietly watching him…
At some point, Orhel was standing next to Humkarian.
As he drank, he was startled and sighed.
“Kuk! Kuk! Cool. What, what?”
Orhel held out his hand, pointing to the bottle with his chin, very naturally.
As if possessed by something, Humkarian handed Orhel a bottle of wine…
“Gulp! Gulp!”
Orhel took it and drank it.
“Haha! It tastes good. Did you mean to drink this good thing alone?”
“……”
“Since you drank together, I’ll pay for the alcohol.”
“Who are you…”
“Me? Orhel. Or would it be quicker to explain it as the Vampire Lord?”
“……!”
Orhel waved the bottle and added words.
“Let’s see… If it’s this kind of precious sake, what should I give you in return… Ah! How about this?”
“What……”
“The shadow that devours fire. How to find him.”
“Is there such a thing…?”
At Orhel’s words, Humkarian’s eyes widened.
* * *
Orhel had already finished drinking, and was about to drop the last drop into his mouth.
Knock.
And when the bottle is completely empty.
It was what I said again.
“The shadow that swallows fire. That guy is a very inefficient guy.”
“What does that mean?”
Humkarian frowned and asked.
Perhaps in all of the world right now, it was the Humkarians who had the greatest interest in the fire-devouring shadows.
“That guy. He needs fuel. Fuel. A weapon with that level of ability can move, but surely he doesn’t need anything?”
“It’s fuel…… Then, you mean it eats up mana too?”
“No. It’s a war weapon used by the giants, but it can’t be something common.”
“Then what the hell do you mean it moves? Explain it so I can understand!”
Orhel held the weight and opened his mouth.
“It burns endlessly, never extinguished no matter how much it burns.”
“Burning endlessly…? That such a thing actually exists in this world?”
Humkarian tilted his head.
But Orhel only answered confidently.
“Sure. It exists. It exists.”
But Humkarian, arms crossed, still hadn’t resolved his doubts.
“I have been a blacksmith all my life and have seen countless fires. I have handled fires lit by spirits, and fires created by lightning strikes from the sky. But none of them burn without end. Not even the spirits Even the fire will go out someday.”
“I’m still young, so I don’t know.”
“Heh, heh heh…you’re young…”
Who dares to say that Humkarian is young?
It seemed like a word I hadn’t heard in a long time.
I couldn’t even refute one.
If that was the Vampire Lord… he was fully qualified to say that.
Humkarian asked him again.
“Then, what is that endless burning thing?”
“Desire. The fierce desire of those with powerful egos.”
“……!”
At Orhel’s hint, I narrowed my eyes.
“Then… the shadow that devours that fire must move to get fuel.”
Orhel shook her head.
“But he won’t be able to openly move. Such a peculiar being will stand out too much.”
“aid……”
“As expected, Brother. I think so too. There are helpers. Obviously.”
Humkarian, who overheard our conversation, slammed the desk.
“Please! Please help me! If you help me…with all my might, I’ll make anything you want! Anything that can be made at the forge!”
Humkarian looked at Orhel and pleaded.
From his point of view, the strongest person in this position must be Orhel, the Vampire Lord.
“I don’t need anything. I want my brother to make it for me.”
Orhel then turned his head towards me.
“I’m trying to help out a little while paying for the drink. What do you think of Brother?”
When Orhel asked for my opinion, Humkarian’s face was full of doubts.
Who dares to sway the Vampire Lord’s opinion?
with just that look.
Atrum replied on behalf of him.
“Isn’t there the sword you asked for? It was for this person.”
“A sword? A sword that doesn’t melt even in the spirit king’s flame?”
“exactly.”
“Ohhh. I wondered who the hell would need a sword like that…this young man?”
“Don’t judge by appearance. You’re the same age as my teacher.”
“What, what?”
“Oh, and. As you’ve heard rumors, this is the man who killed the Kraken.”
“……!”
Only then did Humkarian ask why Orhel asked for my opinion.
It seemed to make sense.
* * *
The port city of Filoren.
I caught the view in my eyes.
Somewhere that seems peaceful at first glance.
There must have been a monster lurking there, targeting the terrible greed of humans.
Because it was reasonable to infer that.
‘A place close to Humkarian’s forge, but at the same time a place where you can find a soul filled with desire. I can’t help but think that I’m in this city…’
However, the problem was where to find that helper.
Others besides me seemed to have the same idea.
Andrew opened his mouth as he walked with his pod on the back of his head.
“No, by the way. Where should I look?”
Orhel was also at a loss.
“I see. I was happy to help, but…”
It wasn’t that I couldn’t do anything special.
Did you feel my stuffy feeling?
Diaz and Grendel were following me, just watching.
at that time.
‘……Well?’
I suddenly stopped walking.
Diaz and Grendel, who were following closely behind me, stopped in surprise.
“Rohan?”
“What are you doing?”
I slowly turn my head
He looked at a party hall where a gathering of nobles was taking place.
It was a space where the luxurious and splendid appearance of the inside could be dimly seen even from the outside.
But what caught my attention was nothing like that.
Orhel and Andrew, who had been walking ahead of me, later saw me stop and turned around.
“Brother. Are you hungry?”
“It was time to get hungry.”
One reason I’m looking at it is…
‘Familiar… stinky smell… I have it!’
It was because of the devil’s smell that I felt for the first time in a while.
If I do this well… I got the feeling that things might be a little easier.
sh*t.
I never thought the day would come when I would be happy with this smell.
It was the first time I had such an experience.