CH 214

Secrets hidden underground (2)

Dwarf.

From the moment they start walking, they hold a hammer and live their whole life with the flames of the hearth.

heard rumors

They say that they show a frenzied obsession with everything made in the blacksmith, and show infinite respect for artistic works.

Their instincts did not choose any time or place.

Even in the current situation where they claim their territory, the spirit of the dwarves deviated from the body in an instant.

Roman Dmitry's sword.

it was brilliant

The shape of the sword lit by the torch, the Dwarf could hardly come to his senses.

" It might sound crazy to ask you to show me your sword after blushing until recently, but it only takes a minute. No, 3 minutes! How could you not show me that sword just once? If you grant my request, I will consider the compromise with Dmitry really positive."

His voice changed to soft.

Roman Dmitry stared intently at his opponent.

It was unacceptable to hand over a sword to an untrustworthy target, but I saw pure longing in the Dwarf's eyes.

A strong wind like a child.

The craftsmen that Roman Dmitry had met had the same eyes as they did when they saw the work of art.

It was a very familiar reaction, and I knew that there would be no problem even if I hand over the sword.

Around 30m.

It was the realm of the senses.

There were a few dwarves out of sight, and what they were doing, information was sucked into my head.

one at a time.

I was confident in blocking the variable.

And the experience of Roman Dmitry.

The act of showing the sword gave him confidence that it would be an opportunity to advance his relationship with the Dwarf.

'The Dwarves have no grudge relationship with Dmitry. In that case, there is no reason to make the problem worse.'

Roman Dmitry is not a murderer.

It's only cruel out of necessity.

Even a relationship that could be improved did not lead to ruin.

"Take your sword."

at that word.

The Dwarf responded with emotion.

At first, he did not trust Roman Dmitry, so he reacted cautiously, and then took the sword with a trembling hand.

It looked like she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Looking at every nook and cranny of the sword, he could not hide his admiration.

" How in the world is there such a sword?"

sword strength.

the shape of a sword.

It was perfect.

However, it could not be called a work of art in the world of the dwarves by itself, but Roman Dmitry's sword showed the nature of accepting and assimilating the aura of nature.

This was truly miraculous.

The Dwarves always wanted the sword to transcend the realm of an object, but the sword that existed before their eyes seemed to give an answer to that question.

bang bang bang.

My heart raced.

As if dealing with a child, he treated the sword with care.

"Who the hell made this sword?"

A few people popped into my mind.

It is an area that is impossible with human technology, and I thought that it might be possible if the ancestors of the dwarves who had once gained fame on the continent.

It is not a conclusion based on prejudice.

With the technology of human beings living for at most 100 years, there was no technology and experience that could be made into a thing like this.

By the way.

"I made it."

" Is that really?"

There was a ripple in the Dwarf's eyes.

I couldn't believe it.

To say that such a treasure was created by the human in front of you.

I looked at the sword again.

Unbelievable no matter how much he thought about it, the Dwarf gently closed his eyes while stroking his sword.

memory of the sword.

I read the process of the sword being born.

It was a special ability only for Dwarves, and as the space he was in got tangled up, the surroundings began to turn into a workshop.

What happened in the underground tunnel was completely excluded.

The Dwarf fell into the moment when the sword was born, and at the same time as the hearth spewed out tremendous flames, the figure of Roman Dmitry appeared.

Hwareuk.

gurgling gurgling.

Kaang! Kaang!

Roman Dmitry struck the steel.

Her naked upper body was burning bright red, and her gaze towards the sword showed that of a craftsman similar to that of Dwarves.

admired

Roman Dmitry was clearly a craftsman.

They weren't ordinary people, they were just like them.

That was then.

rumbling rumble.

The fire intensified.

The flames of the hearth roared around Roman Dmitry, and the dwarf almost screamed at the sight of the sword, forgetting that it was the memory of the sword.

It was dangerous.

The flames were a force that even Dwarves handled with care every time, and it was clear that the raging flames would not be able to withstand the fragile human body.

However.

What I was worried about didn't happen.

Roman Dmitry controlled the fire.

He accepted the flames engulfing his body as it was, and rather pounded the steel with a flaming hammer.

Alas !"

I opened my mouth wide.

Roman Dmitry's face.

It was like an incarnation of fire.

Tears shed from his hazy eyes, and the memory of the sword was over.

The emotions were not going away.

The Dwarf looked at Roman Dmitry with rippled eyes, and spoke in a stern voice different from before.

"It might be possible for you. Please, take back our land."

* * *

attitude has changed.

The dwarf, who had been yelling at him not to come closer, now treats Roman Dmitry like a nobleman.

"You want the land back. What does that mean?"

Roman Dmitry also.

Show respect for your opponent.

The dwarf calmed his beating heart and spoke in a cautious voice.

"Before I do my favor, you must understand why the dwarves migrated to the Endless Mountains. In fact, Endless Mountains is a name given by humans. Contrary to what humans think, the end of the mountain range continues to the point where there is no end in sight. Arcadia. We call it beyond the endless mountains, and it is a harmonious world inhabited by different races."

beyond the mountains.

A new world opened up.

In addition to heterogeneous races such as elves and dwarves, various types of creatures lived there.

If the incident that put these races into despair hadn't happened.

The Dwarves would not have set foot in the endless mountains even now.

"A very long time ago. At a time when the human world was not as developed as it is today, an unknown cold wave occurred beyond the mountain range. As a result, the earth froze, and even the world tree, the foundation of this world, withered away. That was the beginning of the disaster. The elves who protect the World Tree tried to save the World Tree, but they could not return the World Tree to its original state by any means. At that time, many different races died. The heterogeneous races who wanted to live in Arcadia until the end fell one by one in the cold and hunger, and the ancestors of the Dwarves had no choice but to make a decision for the survival of the race. like that. We have settled here in the endless mountains."

a long time ago.

It was such an old story that I couldn't even dare to guess.

The reason the Dwarfs explained the things beyond the endless mountain range had to do with the main topic to be discussed.

"About several decades ago. We found a lump of pyrotechnics deep underground. It is a power dangerous enough to burn the whole world, but it is also the only hope that will melt the world tree if used well. Roman Dmitry. I met you for the first time today. However, I think it is the will of God to meet you, who freely handles fire at a time when we do not even dare to approach the mass of fire. I beg you. Please bring me a lump of fire. If you grant us our request, we will do whatever we ask in the name of the 'brown rock' that leads the dwarves."

A relationship that began with turmoil.

That was the moment when I fell into a new phase.

* * *

brown rock.

At the time of birth, Dwarves use the surrounding nature that the mother can see and name them.

Underworld.

In a world where only brown rocks attract attention, the new leader of the dwarves has become a symbol of the Dark Ages.

at his request.

Roman Dmitry was lost in thought.

'Do I need to help them?'

lump of fire.

It would be a dangerous force.

It would be completely different from normal flames, and the brown rock's request might have risked her life.

The reward he was talking about was actually meaningless.

The relationship with the dwarves was enough if they resolved it somehow, and there was no reason to grant them what they wanted, even risking their lives as collateral.

but.

Roman Dmitry felt a strong attraction.

He thought that a series of situations might be his fate.

'This life is not the life I wanted. I accepted death, and when I opened my eyes, I existed as a person named Roman Dmitry. At first, I didn't think of the situation I was facing as fate. Dmitry's nerd was not a great human being to discuss fate, he was just living the reality that was upon me.'

one day, two days.

Time has passed.

The experiences I've experienced so far have formed a link.

'Living as Roman Dmitry. Is it a coincidence that I met people similar to those in my previous life? Dmitry was a family of uncommon blacksmiths, and the endless mountain range behind the estate was very similar to the 100,000 Daesan Mountains of Cheonma Protestantism. I followed my previous life. As a result, I am walking a different path from my previous life, but my experiences in my previous life helped me a lot in my present life.'

And.

I found dwarves in the endless mountains.

They admired their swords, and said that their fire-handling abilities were the right person to solve their problems.

It was fate.

If only I wasn't born as Roman Dmitry.

If only Dmitry had not been attached to the Endless Mountains.

If the iron ore development did not touch the underground passage.

If it wasn't for the ability to deal with the Chloride Goddess.

If any of the conditions were violated, the situation we have now facing the Dwarf would not have happened.

'I have just entered the stage of knowledge. If accepting the flames of fire is an ordeal that is too difficult for me to bear, the level of wisdom will give me the strength to endure it. Apparently, he met the Dwarves at this time. Can we really dismiss all of this as a coincidence? There must be a clear reason why I was given a new life because I lived in Moorim, which had nothing to do with this world in the first place.'

Biting questions.

There was no clear answer.

Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk.

He lived by cursed fate.

He struggled desperately at the bottom of his life and cursed God countless times for putting him in this life.

But.

Now it was different.

It was the will and choice of Baek Jung-hyeok, the Cheonma Baek, that life brings trials to everyone, overcomes all kinds of adversity, and rises to the apex.

beings killed by themselves.

They did not come to such an end because they were destined, but only fell into losers in a fierce battle for each other's lives.

Destiny.

believed

Each person has their own reality, but I didn't think that it determines everything.

so that.

'Let's see what brought me here.'

Leave your relationship with the dwarves.

This decision was for himself.

"I will accept your request."

The answer returned after silence.

The brown rock showed a bright face as if he had won the whole world.

* * *

moved a step

the lowest.

went all the way down to the basement.

The rising heat was not caused by geothermal heat.

at some point.

The brown rock stopped and said.

"It is an area we cannot enter from now on. A lump of fire is a dangerous entity. Please, take care. If you give me a clue to save the world tree. We will make you a benefactor for a lifetime."

their words.

It wasn't a major issue.

drew attention.

I moved inside, and as I moved for a while, a huge space unbelievably underground opened up.

at its center.

The fire raged.

It was like a small sun, and just looking at it seemed to go blind.

'Whatever brought me here. I will live for the things I believe in and follow.'

approached the fire.

Facing the scorching heat, he held out his hand.

That moment.

evil.

rumbling rumble.

The immense heat engulfed Roman Dmitry's existence as it was.