Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Sahela, who shot out from the mountainside like a bullet, dropped the dragons swarming around the mountain onto the ground in a blink of an eye.

Sahela was so fast, that the friction between her and the air caused her to ignite into a fireball.

Sahela was so strong, that one swing of the extraordinary hammer Mjlnir struck 10,000 dragons to the earth, annihilating them.

She was like a living fireball that rushed about as she pleased.

Sahela perfectly counterattacked against the tsunami of dragons that surged forward.

Seven nights came and seven nights passed, and for the first time in this world the skies were not dyed crimson from meteorites nor magma, turning them brighter than daytime despite it being nighttime.

I repeatedly advised the dragons to surrender.

The dragons did not listen to me, and continued to attack until the very last one was left.

The dragon raid that did not weaken once finally ended on the morning of the seventh day.

When the last one fell to the ground, Sahela gazed sadly at the mountainside that had been cooked until turning into magma, and landed halfway up the mountain.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Sahela is small. Compared to humans, she was about the height of a girl attending elementary school. Her facial features also appeared young.

The small crimson-haired war goddess displayed a face filled with anxiousness and fear as she timidly spoke to me.

Milord, I have defeated the dragons as ordered.

(Ahh. Thanks, you really helped.)

Milord, I have a request.

(What is it?)

Please do not kill Sahela. Please, leave me at your side. I am fine with just being by your side, Ill do anything, so please.

Surprise stabbed at me and I was taken aback.

When I looked carefully, it was apparent that Sahelas tiny body was contracted to be even smaller than it already was as it quivered.

The dwarves dug a hole inside my body and lived there.

The dwarves loved mountains. Because I made them that way. They instinctively loved all mountains myself in particular and wanted to live in mountains. Rather than the outside world that was full of smoke and rocks, the depths of the inside of the mountain appeared to be far more comfortable to live in.

While it wasnt as much as the dragons, the dwarves also possessed a disposition that resembled my own, in that they were able to absorb heat and eat rocks to survive. However, they were unable to store excess energy in their bodies in the form of a crystal like the dragons were. One of the theories for the reason the dragons rampaged was that because of the crystal, they were capable of storing an infinite amount of power to become stronger. That drew them into becoming arrogant. After reflecting on that, I would not fall into that hole again.

As conversational partners, they were far better than the dragons. Like the first dwarf, Sahela, everyone was more humble, and while they did not speak much, they thought a lot more before speaking. They had the ability to learn, and whittled down rocks to make various handicrafts and show me. There were rocks everywhere, so they did not have any trouble in finding materials. It could be said that there was no better tool for killing time.

I had also handled the problem with population growth.

Though Sahela had eternal youth and longevity, the other dwarves were set to have a lifespan of around 500 years. I learned from experience with the dragons that beings with eternal youth end up multiplying too much. It was fine if I just had one person stay next to me forever.

Not only did I handle the lifespan, but I also adjusted the way in which they could produce children. The dwarves could produce children even if they left my mountain. They were free existences that could go anywhere. However, if they did not eat a fixed amount of gold, then they could not create a child.

Since the amount of gold deposits on Earth was limited, the population of dwarves would inevitably peak. There would never be a situation in which the population would explode to unmanageable levels.

As she was incomparably powerful even amongst the dwarves, and was the first one to be born, in addition to possessing the magic hammer Mjlnir which could not be melted, broken, or stolen, and was constantly next to me (near my crystal core), Sahela was special amongst the dwarves, and naturally became their races queen.

If Sahela was the Queen, then I received treatment similar to that of a gods. In reality, I had created the dwarves, so they werent wrong to do so.

But, even though I was a god, it unexpectedly did not mean that they distanced themselves from me.

The dwarves were [mountain supporters].

Like how fans would become excited at their idols every move, enjoying it, and respecting them, the dwarves also pampered me. They became greatly joyous just from me talking to them. I was also happy at being so adored.

In order to distinguish me from other mountains, they named me [Mt. Dragonends]. Though Sahela called me milord, to the great majority of the dwarves, it seemed that they were too awed to call me that.

Well, no matter what they called me, a mountain was a mountain, and I was me.

As the generations of dwarves came and went, the two thousand year long rainfall ended, and the water that evaporated once again returned to the earth.

The Earth was red for a long period of time. Now, once again, the ocean was born, and Earth became blue.

The Oceanthe ocean mother. The second creator of life after me.

*EDIT (02/03/2020): As suggested by Mabo, Mt. Hororyuu > Mt. Dragonends from hereon out for better localization. (Horo = destruction, Ryuu = dragon; the name refers to how the MC destroyed the dragon race for those interested)

*EDIT (02/04/2020): Thank you to SecondWind for pointing out a mistranslation in the last line. It has been fixed now!