Gu, nuh ......"
The dwarf species Nano wakes up.
He is lying on his back, his wounds healed.
From the ceiling and the feeling of his cloak, Nurno realizes that he is lying in a cave square somewhere.
Where am I ...... and why am I in this place ......?"
He wakes up his back, which aches from lying on the hard ground for so long, and looks around.
Nanno, who was confused because he had just woken up from sleep, flashes his eyes at once when they meet mine.
Light! You! How dare you destroy the legendary Sword of Fear that I created!
Nanno rises to his feet and takes up a fighting stance.
His eyes were full of hostility.
(Is that the first thing he says to me? (Is that the first thing you say to me?) (...... I never thought I'd be more attached to such a lowly cursed weapon than worrying about what would happen to me.
The unconscious Nano was carried to the depths of the "abyss" and the stage was set for revenge.
Currently, I have weapons such as the "Shinso" Gungnir and the "Bracelet of Immortality" and all the blatant magic items stored in my item box.
I wear a black hooded cloak and look defenseless.
There is a good reason why he is facing Nano alone in this outfit with little protection.
It is a preparation for the humiliation he is about to inflict on NANO.
I point out with a sigh.
What's with the legendary weapon? As I pointed out on the ground, there is no way that such a blatantly cursed weapon will become a "legendary weapon" and be handed down to future generations forever.
Shut up!" What would an incompetent human (inferior species) like you know! You cannot be redeemed by one life!
(I even used the "SSSR High Exorcism" to bring him back to his senses. ...... Apparently, Nano did not lose his sanity by creating the "Forbidden Sword," and everything he said on earth was from his true heart.)
The "SSSR High Exorcism" cleanses even the erosion of Gungnir, which has released some of its power.
It is hard to believe that he still hasn't regained his sanity by using the "SSSR High Exorcism," so NANO must have originally had that idea in mind.
I let out a sigh in response to his statement and hold up three fingers.
Nano, no matter how much you fuss, there are only three paths you can choose from now on.
He looks at his fingers.
I slowly explain one by one.
The first is to admit your guilt and submit yourself to the justice of the Dwarven Kingdom. Of course, I'm in the hands of the Dwarven Kingdom, so we'll have to wait and see what the penalty will be, but I'm pretty sure it will be more than the death penalty. And the second - give me your head. I've taken care of you for a while, even if it was under false pretenses. If you give me your head as a mercy for that, I will kill you with ease."
Nano squints at my words and reveals his alarm.
I tell him that whichever option he chooses, I will take his life. I am also saying that I will communicate with the Dwarven Kingdom and make Nano's punishment more than death.
NANO must be thinking to himself, "This is too sudden, I don't know what I am talking about, how much of this is true?
And the third and final one--choose to fight. If you can kill me, you may be able to escape from this lowest level of the "abyss," and the third one is the only way to survive, even though there is no chance that you can escape from one of the billions. So, what do we do now? Which one will Nanno choose?"
Wait a minute, you say "the abyss"? You think this is the lowest level of the "Abyss"? Speak nonsense! How far do you think it is from the Dwarf Kingdom to the Abyss! Considering the amount of residual pain in my body, it's only been a couple of hours since I passed out. It is impossible to move in such a short time! Above all, the lowest level of the Abyss is a realm that no one in this world has ever reached!
Believe it or not, it's your choice. I have only told the truth.
As Nano pointed out, it had only been about three hours since he passed out.
During that time, he lightly finished his chores in the Dwarf Kingdom and moved to the lowest level of the "Abyss" with "SSR, Transition.
Since the wounded Nurno would not want to die as he was, he healed his wounds and curses, and rolled him back to the "Abyss" training ground.
Then he woke up and is talking to me like this.
Nanno frowned at me and pointed out further.
He was lying to me, as if he had just brought me to some abandoned mine site nearby or something. That's why you lowly humans (inferior species) are ....... First, I can understand the other two, but what is the first option? Why should I be judged by the laws of my country? I have done nothing!"
Are you serious ......?"
His attitude made me let out a sound of genuine dismay.
Holding my aching temples, I pointed out, "I'm not a good person.
I pointed out, "You created the 'Sword of Forbiddance' using the ...... race as the material. That was a clear violation of the Six-Party Pact. And he also killed many races and dwarven species. How can you think that they will not be brought to justice?
I think it's a bad thing that you murdered your own people by killing them in the streets, don't you? But why are they charged with a crime just because they used a human (inferior species) as material for their swords? That's funny, isn't it?
Nano complains in a serious tone of voice.
Human beings are nothing but scrap iron! I, the genius blacksmith, took that scrap iron and transformed it into a "legendary weapon"! The Six-Party Pact is supposed to be about creating a cursed "forbidden sword. There is no problem with the "legendary weapon"! Therefore, you may be thanked, but you should not be charged with a crime!
"............"
I am immensely impressed.
In the Dwarf Kingdom, it is a crime to kill a human without due cause.
It is a crime to kill a human being, as long as he or she is an adventurer, and if he or she is a racial slave owned by someone else, it is considered "destroying another person's property.
Yet, Nanno was sincerely and earnestly insisting that his opinion was correct because race is just a piece of iron.
If you are guilty, then the world is wrong," he said.
(I don't think it used to be this bad, no matter how bad it used to be. ......)
I don't think it was this bad, minus the fact that they were playing false to fool me.
Even when I was about to be killed in "The Abyss," all he said was, "Kill me quickly, I'm wasting my time," as if he was not interested in me at all.
I don't think Nano himself was that interested in race (human). ......
(Perhaps he came to think of race (human) = material in the process of making the "Forbidden Sword" using race (human) as material? (Or perhaps this kind of thinking was at the root of the original idea, and it just came to the surface in the process of creating the "Sword of Indulgence." ......)
Either way, it can be said that NANO himself chose this option and happily proceeded with the "manufacture of the forbidden sword," and this is what happened to him. It was completely self-inflicted.
I was disgusted by NANO's assertion, but I assured him with disdain.
I was so disgusted by NANO's assertion that I assured him disdainfully, "Forget the excuses, NANO, just pick one."
'...... hmph! The answer is obvious from the beginning!
He sniffs, then clenches his fists and readies himself.
A wicked smile plastered on his face, he assured me.
Of course there's a third one. Light, I'm going to kill you and get the hell out of here. I have a mission to create a legendary weapon!
Nanno chooses the worst option of the three.
The answer was so predictable that I almost laughed.
Nanno pays no attention to our attitude, and speaks with a snort.
Light, you will pay for shattering the 'legendary sword' I created! Don't get carried away just because you won once! At that time, I was so focused on the "Fear Sword" being shattered that I fell behind. I'm going to kill you with my bare hands, you incompetent bastard!"
...... really want a third one?"
An?" Why did you think I would choose any other option? Are you so incompetent that you don't know that?"
I take a reasonable attitude toward Nano, who has a completely condescending attitude toward me.
I spoke to him in a mocking, hawkish manner.
'Well - then I'll give you a handicap for your bravery.
I spread my hands out in a grand gesture.