CH 261

Duke, Please Repent! chapter 261

49. Duke and Dwarf Artisan (2)

Come on, let me show you what I saw!

What do you do? The best artisan says it?

As if Serpens was embarrassed, he hid his face with both hands.

Why are you hiding that precious thing?!

"Is that what I mean!

After drying it, I compromised with elf ears.

You're far behind me, but you also have great aesthetics!

I'm kinda like that!

It's really reliable. This craftsman seems to be able to create the best masterpieces.

There is not enough to entrust my sacred stone.

'By the way, isn't this dwarf a weapon craftsman?'

I just thought that I had to process the Holy Stone, but I don't know what to make with the Holy Stone.

did not take into account

Wasn't there something Serpens had in mind while making the Holy Stone?

I'll ask later.

Come on, stop pretending to be an elf and spread your wings!

Even while I was thinking about something else, the dwarf continued to look at Serpens with anticipation.

I dragged him to the chair and stood on it to make eye contact, but it was very burdensome to see from the side.

Serpense hesitated and put on a perplexed expression.

Sorry, but I don't have wings.

He's an angel who lost his wings... Kya~, that's good too!

With a face that didn't know what the hell he liked, Serpens let out a small sigh.

Maybe it's because of the thought that I don't have to do elf cosplay anymore? Serpens generated divine power and forcibly destroyed the illusion magic.

- Crisp.

With the sound of something crumbling, the illusion was shattered, and fragments of magical power were scattered.

A small wind blew up with a stone of magical power and divine power, and his hair fluttered lightly. A round ear appeared between them.

Much better!

The Dwarf didn't say anything special, as if it was natural for Serpens to use divine power.

Just looking at Serpens' round auricles and moderately plump, thick earlobes, I admired that it was a perfect shape.

did.

But it's still a little out of synch... I think it could be perfect with just a little bit more.... It's very strange...?

There are absolutely no ghosts.

I poked Serpens in the side, and he shook his head. If his trademark blue silver hair is revealed, it must be due to the concern that his identity may be revealed.

How about it? We're going to shoot weapons here.

"What does that have to do with

are you?

This is a question about the correlation between matching weapons and showing one's hair color.

Hearing our conversation, the Dwarf sensed that there was something more, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and lit up his long, lantern-like eyes.

You have to show your true form to get a sword that fits the image of Serpens!

It's important that the weapon fits in the hand, not the design.

That's Serpence's idea, my life.

The angle is different. Design is also part of function!

The dwarf nodded eagerly to my opinion, and what does a human friend know!' he added.

If you match your weapon here, this Dwarf will unconditionally demand that you reveal the true form of the Serpence.

I want to check my skills first.

If the skill level is similar to that of other Dwarves, it is said that he is thinking of going somewhere else with an appropriate excuse.

Dwarf's unique high self-esteem

In retrospect, if someone else had said something like that, they would have been furious about what you were to judge yourself for.

However, the celestial beauty of the Serpens even gave them the qualifications to evaluate the skills of the Dwarves.

As soon as his words fell, the dwarf jumped off the chair.

Then he ran to his short legs, dragged the ladder in the corner, and lowered the sword hanging from the wall.

Isn't this the same model I've seen in other places?

count. If you are interested, I can also show you the works in my warehouse]. I just want you to know that making a sword like this doesn't make me even able to exercise after a meal.

The Dwarf handed the sword to Serpens and chattered every now and then.

In any case, imitation means a basic foundation, not a product of chance that can be made by chance.

It can't be compared with a masterpiece that has been put so much effort into, so it's more reliable.

Rather confidently lift from the warehouse

If he had shown a high-quality weapon, his credibility would have been severely compromised.

Ummm...:'

Serpens closed one eye and checked the balance of the blade, so he looked around and looked around meticulously.

As if each movement felt like a work of art, the Dwarf exclaimed with admiration over and over.

How are you? Are you okay?

The guy glared at me.

Wasn't it the first time you met that dwarf today, why are you doing this, at least you have to pretend to look at the pets in order to say something like that.

A complex planting was read in his eyes.

Great.

"I knew it would. There is no way that the skill of a craftsman with such a great eye would be diminished!

uh... , what .

The guy with a shaky smile

nodded.

It was half skipped over, but it seems that he has really superior skills than the other Dwarves.

Then come on and spread your wings!

without wings.

At the dwarf's constant request for missing wings, Serpens made a perplexed expression and pushed away the effect of the magic reagent in his hair.

Perfect! It's like a dog sprouting invisible wings behind my back!

- Clap clap clap!

When Serpence's hair regained its original color, the Dwarves clapped with excitement.

There were no wings that existed physically, but it seems that they found wings that are visible through the eyes of the mind.

'Is this why cat owners are posting pictures of cats every day?'

I sympathized with the heart of a person who bought something at a shopping mall and suddenly boasted about his cat as a review.

As the praises poured down on Serpence, a shoulder dance bursts out of her heart. It's not just me, Eugene is also smiling happily.

Even Winston nodded slightly.

Perhaps he thought that Winston would be different, and Serpens looked at him with the eyes that he had been betrayed.

Noticing the gaze, Winston sighed and turned his head.

My name is Creato Faberra.

My name is Serpens A. Prasidus.

The Dwarf, who had been appreciating Serpence's beauty for a while, has now introduced himself.

Taking Creato's outstretched hand and shaking hands, Serpens also said his name.

Even though it was a famous name as the nominee for the master of the holy sword, Creato did not show any reaction. To him, the face of Serpens must be more important than the blasphemy of the Holy Sword.

A light of relief flashed across Serpens' face.

"Aren't you interested in modeling?"

Serpens was terrified at Creato's question, which came in while he was careless. The guy threw Creato's hand away and backed off.

I mainly make weapons, but an inspiration suddenly came to me. With an angel statue modeled on you, it is certain that the best masterpiece that will go down in the history of this continent will be born!

Serpens hid behind my back. He felt his hand resting on his shoulder.

To hide behind me, who is smaller than myself, crouching as I am, over my shoulder

A picture of him with his eyes wide open was pictured in his mind.

It must have been an instinctive act because he was psychologically dependent on me, but if we think rationally, it is wrong.

If you wanted to hide yourself, you had to hide behind Winston, not mine.

At Serpence's actions, Creato gave an expression of ignorance of English.

Why are you doing that?

"The blacksmith I visited earlier recommended nude models."

"Uh-huh~, I know who it is. The blacksmith over there, right?"

Yes that's right!

Don't compare me to such a vile bastard!

Creato clicked her tongue and said.

As if relieved by those words, Serpens's fingers holding my shoulder relaxed.

He seems to be invisible, but he doesn't know the charm of the silhouette that is revealed through the thin fabric. Don't worry.

A dwarf who knows something. The word 'learning person' came up to my throat.

I will decline.

If you want to take it off like that

"I didn't mean that, I meant that I didn't want to be a model."

There was a sense of vigilance in Serpence's voice.

How could he reveal his true nature to such an extent in front of people he is seeing for the first time? Creato was slightly respected.

If you model me, I'm willing to make a weapon for free for the rest of my life.

Yes!

That's a lot of money.

Huh...

Creato's shoulders slumped down.

Looking at his face full of disappointment, it was almost pitiful, but Serpens did not change his words.

"I don't like it, but I have no intention of forcing it, so please stop."

Serpens was shaking his head, and the back of his neck tickled because of his hair.

"With that said, you don't mean to steal your face and make a statue without Serpense's consent, right?"

Beautiful beings should be respected, yes. No dwarves do anything that ignores them.

Creato frowned and spoke firmly, as if he had heard even a severe insult.

More than I thought, the dwarves were a race crazy about beauty.

Did you hear me? Come on. Come quickly. I'll have to get you a weapon quote.

I'd rather order a weapon quickly and

Did you decide to leave the place?

Serpens put my shoulder on my shoulder and quietly stood next to my money. The look in the guy's eyes looking at Creato was that of a pervert.

Wait a minute.

Creato said, 'I went out with a work permit sign and came back empty-handed.

Then he left a message to follow and headed for a separate space inside.

Since there is no fire pit, the workshop is

it seems not Instead, it was full of weapons of various sizes, lengths, and shapes.

So, what kind of weapon did you come for?"

I need three swords for me and the two of us here.

Serpens answered me, pointing at me and Winston.

Winston's eyes widened as if he hadn't said anything to Winston. It seems that they just followed without thinking about the idea of going together.

thank you, my lord.

Dwarven weapons are weapons that can be used

It's everyone's dream

Winston seemed hesitant about whether to decline or be grateful for the exorbitant gift of his master, but in the end he chose the latter.

Rather .

"Didn't I even hear that you can live up to my sword?"

Aren't you going to ask me to ask you anyway?

"No? I don't have any skills, but what do you do with a good sword?"

"If you don't have the skills, shouldn't you be fine with a sword?"

The guy suddenly hit a bone.

It's a lousy skill, so it means that you shouldn't have to get it even if it's a tool tooth.

I'm not even ready to kill someone yet...

Don't worry. You can't harm anyone with your skills.

Serpens smiled softly, as if reassured, and patted my shoulder.

What are you talking about today?

"Wow, did I still improve my skills a lot?

2nd place in the family!

"Are you proud to lose to a baby less than a year old?"

Serpens tilted his head, making an expression that he was asking because he didn't really know.

If I had said it sarcasticly, I would have been arguing about what Talent Knows.

Heh... I don't usually make weapons for people with no skills, but I'll definitely make yours. Living in this harsh world, I need to have at least a means to protect myself.

Creato, who did not know that the baboon was born with divine power, and that the soul within it was a grown-up saint, looked at me with sympathy and said:

Damn, really hard work can't beat talent!

As I let out a sigh, Serpens pricked me in the stomach.

It is a sarcastic act of arguing that this fat is the product of hard work.