Chapter 373: Chaotic Five Star Alarm.

Chapter 373: Chaotic Five Star Alarm.

[Humanize (Major)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]

Mhmm! Oooohh, drown yourself in booze, until you feel so loose, then the hammer falls, and youd forget it all!

Cheers! The smiths and artisans roar, as their flames burn and die. All the miners can show are their prayers to the Goddess for more. The mines are empty and dead, oh the longbeards will complain!

Damn, lad! Ill whip ya ass for that damn song! A white-haired dwarf with a beard long enough to reach his thighs interrupted the singing inside a tavern with a thunderous roar. He banged his tankard twice on his table, furrowing his brows like some grumpy grandpa. We shabbalockus aint gonna cry around, ya twerp! We go mining and look for another vein! Pesterin the damn Goddess for a blessing, ya lads and lasses are weak!

Hahahahaha! Cheers, old man! Cheers, everybody!

Cheers! Women and men, from young adults to old men with overgrown beards drank their beers empty, before banging it on the table with loud, satisfied moans.

You would think they were celebrating something, but from the few seconds I observed them, they were all there separately for their own reasons. However, the fact they were so friendly with each other told me they all knew each other. Which made sense, since this dwarven hold was apparently about the size of a town. People just knew each other.

Strangely, this wasnt the only occurrence of spontaneous singing, as other taverns were equally as jubilant inside. I looked up, noticing a giant metal clock attached to a castle-like building in the distance; most likely that was the hold kings palace. Now, this clockminers clock, to be preciseslowly ticked up in numbers like a digital clock, until it reached 3SS. The moment it did, it emitted a ringing sound like a church bell or those old grandfather clocks.

Miners Clock: A creation from the Goddess Chihiro using dungeon core pieces to accurately display Peolyncas time. Using the System as an assistant, the clock will show the time of the current location according to the positioning of the sun or moon. DS means Dawning Sun and lasts until noon, before switching to SS, Setting Sun, until midnight

To be underground meant managing your time, as you didnt have the sun to determine when to wake up or sleep. It was surprising to me that there was a digital-like clock in this place, but I guess it made sense the Revolution Queen would invent something like this. It did make me wonder from which year she was born back on Earth.

Of course, I didnt miss the fact that this was the first actual clock Id seen in this world. Up until now, I always had to determine the time by looking either into the sky or listening to the ringing of a church bell. I understood it needed a dungeon core to work, but I thought Estralia, a dwarven-made city wealthy enough to afford whatever manatech they wanted, would have had one. I guess it made sense why it was called miners clock and not general-usage clock.

I nodded before switching my attention to a small noodle stall. It was exactly as what you would imagine from an Asian street stall, really. The stall itself and the owner behind it cooked the noodles while the patrons waited for their aromatic soups sitting on stools. The moment they got it, these dwarves would noisily slurp up their noodles and broth, wetting their long beards or cheeks, for the women, in that savory, yellowish soup.

The surroundings were still the same as beforepretty much like a little Tokyo placed inside an underground city. However, a major difference between the district we were just in was the fact there were less city guards in this area; instead, more dwarves equipped in decorated armor walked around. Of course, there were guards, but most of them were here casually for lunch or just merriment.

Of the former, the ones in the decorated armor all had a uniform emblem painted on their breastplates and shieldsthat of an iron bearded mask colored bronze surrounded by a caves entrance with pickaxes on it. Kazumi and Kohaku told me that was the emblem of the Luedbrumdar clan. Grimnir never showed me his, so this was my first time seeing it.

In other words, we were in the correct place.

And in the middle of this district, there were two dwarves dressed in dusters coats and pieces of metal armor. They were sipping their noodle broth while speaking with each other. Every now and then, I caught a glimpse of the blue runic tattoos on their faces. They werent slave marks, they were simple empowering ones, some kind of stat-boosting runes. None had the Luedbrumdar emblem.

Phhah! One of the pair, an orange-haired dwarf, finished his bowl of noodles. He then turned to the stalls owner and bowed his head in respect. Thank you for the food as always, Master. Delicious.

The stall owner gave him a boisterous laugh, nearly burning his beard on his stove werent it for his rather long rock hair. With the flame and the neon lights around him, you could see how unkempt and dirty his beard was, almost as if this man had dedicated himself only to his craft. He was clearly enjoying the praise, after all.

Once he gave his thanks, the orange-haired man turned to his companion, a scarred man with a single working eye, and began speaking. It was a bit hard to hear anything from my distance. With the bustling crowds and the attention-grabbing tavern parties, I could only rely on [Idol]s enhanced hearing to eavesdrop from inside this dark alleyway.

Ya hear it? the tattooed man started.

His one-eyed eating companion nodded. Yeah. Give me a moment to finish this and then well go. Cant believe they caught one of the gang leads.

The boss wont be happy. Heard from the people who chased the girl that those kids reinforcements have arrived That means were really in big trouble now. The orange guy took his mug and poured the alcoholic contents right into his mouth, guzzling it all down as if he was on time. Crustacias chest, were fucking dead. Whyd the boss accept the job?!

Shut it! The scarred one banged his fist on the table, prompting the stall owner to chide him for it. Once he apologized with a deep bow, he turned back to his companion. Honor, you idiot. Honor. We might be criminals, but at least we work on honor. The boss is a blood brother of the Luedbrumdar clan leader, which makes all of us family. We protect our family Makes our death worth a shite.

Oi!

The orange-haired guy now began whispering into the others ears, forcing me to use [Aerokinesis] to amplify the sound coming from there. This was quite hard, since the skill worked best controlling the air within arm's length. In fact, trying to isolate the sounds around them or funnel everything to me was literally impossible. Meaning, I couldnt hear their whispers with all the ruckus drowning it out.

You think itll work? Once they were done mumbling under their breaths, the orange-haired one raised an eyebrow.

That's all that we can do. If we go down, they go down. Thats a fact. The scarred man then finished his drink and soup, giving thanks to the shop owner just like his companion. He then prepared himself to stand up.

The orange guy shook his head in dismay, clearly stressed out. This aint honor. We treated those kids badly, now were reaping our due.

Come on. At least let us die with blades in hand in protecting our bosss honor. Were just footmen, but we can do that, at least. The scarred man reached his hand out.

And the orange-haired accepted it. For the boss.

Hello. However, before any of them could stand, a man in shadowy armor laid his hands on the two, greeting them in a distorted voice. The Aurora sends her regards.

The two dwarves snapped their heads around, already unsheathing their weapons, but before they could retaliate, the armored person gripped their shoulders and threw both of those bulky dwarves right onto the ground. In the process, the gauntlets around his arms broke apart, dissipating like mana, causing him to grunt before they reformed around him.

Before the dwarves could stand up, that armored person roared out, causing his helmet to deform into a wolfs mouth. He then clapped his hands, causing his armor to separate from his body like sticky gum. The levitating armor pieces then surrounded the flabbergasted dwarves, before they reformed themselves into a pitch-black barrier.

What in Crustacias locks?!

A fight! Damn, a fight today?

Argggik! Under the loud gawking of the bystanders, the armored man revealed himself to be Kyouya. He fell onto the ground, looking in pain as his skin reddened.

This was one of the after effects of his unique skill.

Shadowed Martyr: A defensive skill used by defenders to shield their allies with veils of shadows and darkness, scorning the sun as they control the battlefield as a shadow knight. At the cost of a percentage of the users current Health, they may invoke their shadow to wrap themselves in the defensive version of [Shadow Armament]. Although losing its offensive and mobility effects, the armament is sturdier and is able to reform itself into shields and armor. Once activated, your attacks will leech Health, but reduce all outside healing sources by 50%. Costs and effect: 25% for limbs and weapon, 50% for full armor and weaponry, 75% to assume knight form

A very high-risk skill that allowed Kyouya to gain shadow armor like Saoris, only that he couldnt use it as flexibly as Saoris. While my friend could use something like umbrakinesisdarkness manipulationin her armor, Kyouya couldnt. In fact, even if he learned [Dark Magic] and [Shadow Dash], he couldnt bring people into the shadow realm with him.

It did seem weird. His armor lost the most interesting part about the dark element, and that was its trickery and ability to adapt to every situation. However, Kyouyas skill was fully defensive, to the point it harmed him with every cast! In addition, he couldnt even take his armor off unless he used it offensively, like just now. So, what made it worthy of being a unique skill? What made it better than his one, the one the demonkins gave him?

The fact that, with a dedicated healer, his armor was like a secondary Health pool. It only consumed Health, not Mana. After he tested it himself, his armor actually inherited all his sacrificed Health, meaning if he healed up, you had to break through two Health pools to kill him. As long as he had Health, he could continue activating it. Of course, the more injured he was, the less useful it would become.

This wasnt a problem with me around.

A magic circle tattoo on his neck suddenly shone white, releasing white flames all around his body to heal him. [Sanctified Blaze], my first self-made custom spell, was still useful despite its superior [Sanctified Blaze: Halo of Consecration] form. This way, I didnt have to stick close to heal him.

Once his Health was full, he cried out, Tatsuya! before resummoning his shadow armor but leaving the barrier intact. As you could hear the dwarves hammering on the barrier, Kyouya dug his hands into it, prying it open for a moment. He couldnt control shadows in general, but he could still manipulate the armor he created.

In that same second, something looking like a werewolf dropped from the roofs and dashed into the barrier alongside Kyouya. You could hear the dwarves crying out in surprise when that happened, only for their voices to be muffled at the howl of a giant wolf.

Fighting then ensued, with the dwarves coordinating their fighting for the most part, only for two wolves to howl out. Moments later, you could hear deep, pained voices escape the barrier, all while the crowd around it went into panic. In fact, some of the ordinary, looking citizens pulled out whatever weapons they had and intended to break the shadow barrier down. Were dwarves natural samaritans amongst their kind, or did they really know these gangsters?

However, before they could do anything, the shadow barrier burst open, sacrificing itself to disrupt the dwarven crowds vigilante intentions. Fortunately, none of them were hurt as both Kyouya and werewolf Tatsuya escaped the scene with the two gangster dwarves.

I nodded in satisfaction and began walking through the streets, taking in the chaos those three had left behind and watching the vigilantes running after them. I could hear insults being slung after them, cursing them for disrupting the peace and using magic. Imagine that, a Peolyncian city forbidding mana usage, unless you had permission from the government or if it was done by some manatech.

It certainly reminded me how dwarves couldnt cast spells or expel mana without their tools. Such was civilization. Rules were there for the locals benefits.

After walking a bit through the streets, witnessing how everybody was going along with their lives, it was finally time for this area to be engulfed in chaos. Not the boys, they had their part to do; no, it was somebody else.

Oi, assholes! A voice came from above.

Jumping from the roof, I noticed a black-haired girl with red tints touching a red rune on her sword, setting it on fire as she landed on the ground, behind some more dwarven gangster. She then slashed at one of the Taz. Undoubtedly, this girl was Kohaku.

The dwarf she attacked groaned in pain, unable to activate his defensive runes in time. This naturally caught the attention of his two companions, two female dwarves, prompting her to touch a green rune on her blade. With her ponytail swinging around, the chuuni girl shouted, Fly, fly! before blasting the dwarves away with a tornado sword. Even better, her strike was accurate enough that she didnt hurt any onlookers or caused collateral damage.

Where the hell are my friends! Give me back my damn friends, you traitors! Kohaku shouted from the top of her voice, animating around with her hands as if she was in some drama play or anime. Shedding some crocodile tears, she wiped it away in such a flamboyant manner, she caught the attention of the people around them. We thought you were our friends! You backstabbed us!

Grak! Fuck you, you flat stick! the injured Taz growled before his face reddened, until he unleashed a fire breath, forcing Kohaku to sprint away, causing another chase to ensue.

With the commotion from the attacked dwarves and Kohakus loud accusation, it naturally attracted the attention of the passersby.

What in Crustacias locks?! Were those Edgesworns?

What did that human lass mean by backstab? Theyre honorable, they work with the Luedbrumdars!

Just as I eavesdropped on those two gangsters, I couldnt help but pick up more gossip from the crowd around me. It really seemed like these Edgesworns and the Luedbrumdar clan were pretty popular around here. Jadhund didnt kid around. Now it made me feel bad that I was allowing this chaos, but then again, we were making sure not to draw the locals into our beef.

[Hesti-chan.]

I looked up to the rooftops, where I saw Kazumi in her [Beastialize (Moderate)] form, dragging that dwarf boss we had captured before. He was awake and struggling, trying his best to free himself from Saoris mana threads, butand this was her quote, but I always wanted to say this myselfas long as Kazumi poured mana through them, he couldnt break through them.

It also helped we removed his armor and disabled his runic tattooslicing them up, disrupting the mana paths on his skin was what was needed. He was stubborn, but we managed to learn how his friends acted and what they were planning by stroking his pride. Then, all we needed to do was to watch how the locals acted around people, and we would know if they were part of those Edgesworns or the Luedbrumdar clan. The latter showed off their clan emblem, so we knew who to target.

Now, like the katzune form she was taking on, Kazumi was sneaking around on the rooftops while dragging the guy around, seeing his expression whenever we attacked somebody. If he was agitated, we knew we hit the spot and could execute what we planned. It wasnt the most elegant plan since we had figured it out in a couple of minutes after using Harukas directions to the gangs base.

[The boys are moving west, slightly north. Im sending Kohaku-chan up north, too,] Kazumi reported, keeping me informed since I was currently in my human disguise. Outside of my crimson eyes, my appearance, especially my black hair, reminded me a bit of my past life, which surprised the students quite a bit.

Tatsuya did act a bit weird, though. Am I that more attractive with black hair?

Well, it was a useless thought.

[No, send her west, then have her U-turn to the east. Have Shay and Beth cover for her.]

Buffs up.

[Various Spell Buffs] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]

Girls, take care of my heat management, okay? No core means we cant fight for too long. Ready [Battle Frenzy] and [Magmakammer] if needed.

Once I gave my parallel minds that order, I pulled out my glaive and summoned [Unheilige Engel] and [Halo of Consecration]. I then opened the door, where I was confronted by two samurai-looking dwarves along with a bunch of heavily armored shielders.

Princess Hestia The samurai guy in the middle stepped up. He had his hand on the katana oin his hips and the large battle axe he placed on the ground. You seem to be intruding. My na

I dont fucking care who you are, I spat out, interrupting the man before glancing at him and the samurai. But, I know what you are. Enemies.

The dwarves went silent.

Despite the chaos and the loud roars from outside, the awkward quietness inside this room drowned out everything else. We all knew what this would lead into.

At least the Luedbrumdar sent you help with that person next to you. At least they werent complete assholes and abandoned you the moment everything was getting out of hand. Sadly, you took on the wrong job. The people here love you, I respect that. You are honorable, they say but you deserved this, I scoffed at him at the very last moment, baring my fangs.

Enough talk.

They unsheathed their weapons.

We will bring you in. Princess or not, you will be tried here before being sent back to your home! We might have an alliance with Kargryx, but this is still a diplomatic violation!

You started it, you better finish it. Magmakammer!

Humanize, Panzer, Mana Eyes!

Kriffiek kllk gaaung. Battle Frenzy!

A note from AbyssRaven

So, somebody in the last chapter commented on how Hestia should send the city in chaos for what they did. Certainly not what they expected, but she just went GTA on the guardsmen. With allies saved, it is now time to take down some little dwarves like a real dragon.

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Bio: Hey there, AbyssRaven here. I'm just an avid Light Novel and Fantasy story reader who randomly thought of a story and began writing about it.

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