Chapter 167: "Revelation"

Chapter 167: "Revelation"

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"...but what did you do to make it like this?"

I shrug my shoulders at Bedzhiv's words.

The location has changed and we are now in Bedzhiv's workshop, the dwarves' dwelling place in the mountain range.

On the platform is a club monster, the tip of which has almost evaporated.

I'm taking it in to send it back to Royal Capital to find a replacement weapon.

"So... so? Do you have any weapons that could replace it?"

Bedziff growls lowly.

"I'm sorry, but a weapon with a contraption like that is out of the question."

"No, I'm not looking for that much. I want something long-handled, reasonably heavy and sturdy."

"A spear... or a long-handled battle-axe halberd, for example."

I think a halberd is a combination of an axe and a spear, isn't it?

Well, as long as it's strong and unbreakable, it's good.

"I'll take it."

He told me to wait and withdrew to the back.

After a short wait, Bedzif came with a large number of halberds along with other dwarves.

I picked up each of the weapons on display and felt them one by one.

This one is light. This one is fragile. This one is short.

They're all delicate.

Then I realised.

"Could these be for humans?"

"No, they're wide enough to be used to some extent by any of our guests, be they goblins, orcs or trolls."

...Ah, so that's why it's so half-baked.

"Do you have any weapons for trolls?"

"...yes, but they're almost all iron, and you'd have to have the strength of their arms to lift them, let alone wield them."

"That's all right."

Bedzhikh is somewhat astonished, and gives orders to the others.

After a short wait, several men came with several halberds.

I pick one up and lift it.

It's a reasonable weight.

A little lighter than a Club Monster?

The people around me are a little surprised that I lifted it with one hand.

"Come to think of it, you were waving that weapon around like a twig..."

Bedziff was muttering this, but I ignored him and checked the others.

Weight and length are fine.

The rest is strength.

I tap it lightly with the back of my hand to check and choose the one that looks the hardest.

"I take this one, is that all right?"

"Oh, yeah, that's fine, but... are you sure that's what you want? It's not the most flattering..."

"It's fine."

Heavy and sturdy.

If it meets those requirements, it's fine for now.

It's just a temporary fix anyway.

I collected what was left of the club monster, thanked him and left.

I had heard that the battle was indeed over, but that the really hard part was the post-war process, and I was convinced that this was the case.

First of all, it's about the territory of Oratorium.

We are expanding the field to Shudras, so we are currently mobilising orcs and trolls to improve the soil.

We are ploughing, replacing the soil and making modifications to the land to make it easier for plants to grow.

It was a little regrettable that we could not obtain many plant-related items in the magic used by the High Elves, but there is no point in asking for something that is not there.

At this rate, the harvest will increase significantly and the food situation in Shudras will be solved without problems.

No explanations were given regarding the territory, and the connection to the outside world has been cut off by building a vast wall around the mansion, so there will be no leakage to the outside world.

...Well, there's no doubt that people will wonder what's going on...

Those who enter without permission because they can't control their curiosity... well, they'll have to be used as fertiliser.

The rest of the time, there's a lot of maintenance work to be done, but I'm not really concerned about that.

If you leave them alone, they'll do it on their own.

I look back at everyone.

All of them, without exception, looked tired, indicating that they are approaching the limits of this life.

At times like that, I think.

I wonder what my parents, who have led the village, would have done.

That's how I've survived until today, but it's only a temporary fix.

The fact that we can only get by on the spur of the moment makes us feel helpless.

It's also not good that we have no clear destination.

This life with no end in sight is more stressful for my mind than my body.

I myself feel the urge to throw everything away and run away.

"Father... mother..."

I can't help but mutter to myself.

Once that happens, I can't stop myself.

Weaknesses spill out from my heart.

I can't lead everyone.

I can't do it as well as my father and mother.

Please help me. ...... Help me...

Tears spill out as if caught in the water.

How could this happen...

I don't know how many times I've lamented about reality.

I want someone to take my place. I want someone to understand.

I can't. I can't. And above all...

"I want to see..."

I want to see my parents.

Until now, both my parents were busy, but at least I could see them whenever I wanted to.

That's why I felt safe.

My parents are gone now.

No one can help me.

"Somebody... help me..."

I hold the ornament around my neck tightly.

It was given to me by my mother when we parted.

It is an ornament with feathers on the pillars, a symbol of the High Elves.

"Hot...!"

Suddenly, the necklace begins to heat up.

At the same time, something like ringing in the ears begins to be heard.

--'It's a child.

... voice?

Isn't that tinnitus?

--Little one.

"Who is it?"

I look around, but no one is there except the elves a short distance away.

--Do not be afraid, little ones. We are , whom you call great beings.

Great beings!

So this is a 'revelation'!

The voice continues slowly, as if to calm my confusion.

-It is only that thou and we are related. Since the temple is lost, I can only bring you the voice, but I will give you wisdom to help you.

"Oh, please! Please help me!"

I jumped at the chance.

I would do anything to escape this predicament.

--Thou. Do you accept our blessing?

"Yes. Please help us."

I clasp my necklace and pray.

--Herein is the covenant made. Thou shalt accept all my will. In return, I give you my wisdom.

I feel various knowledge flowing into me.

At the same time, my body changes... and I feel something slipping away.

In this way, I became a king who leads the elves in the true sense of the word.