My Lord Who Is Being Prudent! [EN]: Chapter 52

§ 52. The Mountain Race, Dwarves (2)

Morkru, the Divine Craftsman.

One of the six Arnaizes, he was a dwarf.

He was also the Arnaize who created the legendary weapons for the other Arnaizes.

Starting with his own Doomhammer, Adalrad.

Charlotte’s Zodiac Sword, which I saw at the founding day event.

Elodie’s staff, Instiz.

Muriel’s wand, Isuten.

And Noemi’s scepter, Sharasdal.

A legendary Arnaize who crafted mythical weapons.

However, nothing was known about Kyle’s sword.

What kind of sword Kyle used.

Or if Morkru made it for him.

Nothing was known at all.

Unlike the other Arnaizes, many facts about Kyle were unknown.

His face was due to Leia’s influence.

But other parts were strangely unknown.

As if someone had intentionally deleted the records.

The strongest Arnaize.

That was all that was known about Kyle.

Anyway, Semir claims to be a descendant of such a Divine Craftsman, Morkru.

‘Leia said that this Dark Forest was the hometown of Elodie and Morkru…’

But didn’t she say that it was corrupted into the Dark Forest and everyone left?

I don’t know the details.

It seemed that Morkru’s descendants continued to remain here.

Cyan shook off his thoughts and greeted him.

“Nice to meet you. I am Cyan Elantour, the lord of Ruben.”

“I see.”

Semir just nodded once.

Even if he is a dwarf, if he is a chief.

Most people seem very surprised by the name ‘Elantour’.

Because they have encountered the name countless times while interacting with humans.

But Semir was not like that.

He doesn’t know or care about human society at all.

Like his previous introduction.

I could see why Kmaru said he was the last remaining dwarf.

“Kmaru has done something unnecessary.”

Soon, Semir slowly opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have anything to say. So go back.”

And as if he really had nothing to say.

Semir was going back inside the door.

Then Kmaru hurriedly shouted.

“Chief! He’s a guest we brought with difficulty! It’s not polite to send him away like this!”

“He’s also a guest you brought on your own. I clearly said no.”

“What’s so difficult about receiving help!”

“Help comes with a price. Moreover, humans tend to excessively seek that price. And we are dwarves. Since when have dwarves received help from humans?”

Soon, Semir looked at Cyan and said.

“Your territory citizens have been treated and are safe. Unlike you humans, our dwarves don’t particularly expect anything in return for goodwill and help. So take the two of them and leave.”

Bang.

Semir went back into the house like that.

“Ugh! What do you expect from a dwarf! That stubbornness is really something!”

Kmaru shouted at the door where Semir had left, fuming.

Then he said to Cyan with a troubled look.

“I’m sorry. You came all this way with difficulty…”

Cyan looked at Kmaru and asked.

“Why are you so wary of me?”

“Didn’t I tell you? Our chief is the last remaining dwarf. It’s just the dwarf’s unnecessary stubbornness.”

Kmaru shook his head.

The race of artisans, dwarves.

It wasn’t for nothing that they said their stubbornness was tougher than an ogre’s tendon.

But even for that, Semir’s reaction was too much.

It was as if he was shunning humans themselves.

Even though dwarves are a closed society,

They didn’t go so far as to reject approaching guests like this.

As if he knew Cyan’s question, Kmaru slowly opened his mouth.

“Actually… there’s another reason besides that.”

“Another reason?”

Kmaru nodded.

“Let’s go for now. I’ll tell you as we go to where the two human friends are.”

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Kmaru moved his short legs and guided Cyan.

Lucas and Grayson.

It seemed like he was going to where those two were.

Cyan followed Kmaru silently.

After walking for a while.

“As I said on the way, our tribe is currently suffering from constant monster attacks.”

Kmaru slowly opened his mouth.

“Even though it’s the Dark Forest where monsters are rampant, the extent is too severe. We’ve managed to hold on somehow, but we’re slowly… reaching our limit.”

Cyan nodded once.

It was because he could understand Kmaru’s feelings.

Because he was in the same situation.

The monsters that keep pouring in recently.

Ruben would have collapsed as it was if it weren’t for Cyan’s cash injections.

Ruben, located on the outskirts of the Dark Forest, was like that.

How much more would the dwarf village inside the forest be?

It was only because they were dwarves that they were able to endure.

“In the meantime, I found your two human friends. They happened to wander into our village, and when I first saw them, they were really dying.”

Lucas and Grayson, who had gone to investigate the powerful monsters located inside the forest.

Listening to Kmaru’s words, it seemed that they were seriously injured in the process.

“Are those two okay?”

“Ah, they’re okay now. As I said last time, those two friends are very tough. Hahaha!”

Kmaru laughed heartily.

“Anyway. Listening to those two friends, you have developed the territory that was like ruins so much, while thoroughly defending against the invading monsters.”

“Ah… yes.”

Cyan smiled awkwardly.

Then Kmaru said with a pure expression of admiration.

“It’s really amazing. It’s hard enough to survive alone in the Dark Forest, but you even take care of the territory citizens… I saw the level of the buildings last time, and it was quite high. It seems like you have a good architect?”

“Well… something like that.”

I don’t know if Mobile Lord is an architect.

Kmaru nodded.

It didn’t seem like he was trying to dig into it.

“So I was going to ask you for some help. If you are someone who can build a territory from scratch, you would be of great help to our village. But the chief is like that, so…”

Kmaru shook his head.

It seemed that Kmaru’s decision to meet Cyan was his own independent judgment.

And Semir’s reaction earlier.

“Why is the chief so wary of me?”

“Well, it’s the dwarf’s unnecessary stubbornness. He values living as a dwarf very much. But it’s not just because of that.”

Kmaru continued to walk and opened his mouth.

“It was probably about 100 years ago.”

That was a story from 100 years ago.

It was a time when humans hadn’t even been born yet, but the average lifespan of dwarves was about 200 years.

Half a lifetime for dwarves.

“The chief loved a human woman.”

“…… Yes?”

Cyan tilted his head without realizing it.

Of course… it wasn’t that there were no cases.

There were many different races living on the continent besides humans.

Therefore, dwarves and humans, of course.

Elves and humans. Dwarves and elves.

Elves and beastmen, etc.

There were cases where different races fell in love.

It wasn’t common.

But it wasn’t that there weren’t any at all.

“Don’t tell me… is it because he got dumped back then?”

“Similar.”

Similar?

Cyan tilted his head.

If he got dumped, he got dumped.

What’s similar?

Then Kmaru continued.

“That human also loved the chief. The two promised to be together. Although their lifespans are different… isn’t that what love is all about?”

Kmaru pursed his lips once.

“But she was a human, not a dwarf. There was a way that only humans had. And if you live in this Dark Forest, it’s hard to go back to that human society.”

So.

“She said she wanted to say hello to her parents and asked for some time. The chief naturally allowed it. No, beyond allowing it, he made one of his masterpieces and used it as a token of promise.”

That’s how she left the Dark Forest.

“She never came back here again.”

“……”

“The chief waited. He thought there must be a reason. But a few months later, the masterpiece that the chief gave as a token of promise was put up for auction in the human city.”

“Ah…”

Only then could Cyan nod.

It wasn’t just being dumped, it was being backstabbed.

To put it bluntly, he was scammed.

And it’s common in human society.

Certainly… it was enough to hate humans.

“But what’s really frustrating is, do you know what it is?”

Then Kmaru sighed and said.

“The chief still can’t forget.”

“…… Yes?”

Cyan wondered what that meant.

Can’t forget? Who are you talking about?

“Are you talking about… that woman?”

“That’s right.”

“……”

Cyan was speechless for a moment.

That’s because it was an event from 100 years ago.

Half a lifetime for dwarves,

A lifetime for humans.

Even if that woman had some reason at the time.

It was time for her to grow old and die.

“So I’m frustrated to death!”

Kmaru hit his chest with his fist.

Cyan had nothing to say.

“He doesn’t trust humans, but he’s still feeling sorry for himself. Anyway, I’m sorry. You came all this way with difficulty…”

“No. I had to come because of Grayson and Lucas. Rather, I’m more grateful that you saved those two.”

“I’m grateful that you think so.”

Kmaru moved silently.

Cyan followed Kmaru.

Right then.

“Emergency! Emergency!! A group of trolls has invaded!”

Suddenly, a loud shout erupted from one side of the village.

Soon, the dwarves of the village began to pour out in a hurry.

“Damn it! They came earlier too! How long are they going to keep coming!”

“And why trolls of all things!”

“No time to complain! Everyone, get your tools!!”

They began to grab their weapons with rough voices.

It seemed that monsters had invaded again…

At that moment, Kmaru, who was next to him, shouted at Cyan.

“If you turn that corner, there’s a house with a brown roof! Your human friends are there, so go there. I think I have to go that way!”

Kmaru left in a hurry after saying that.

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Krrrrrr!

Kwoooo!!!

The trolls’ roars echoed throughout the forest.

Shining red light.

A huge size of 3m [~10 feet].

It was exuding considerable intimidation just by facing it.

“Block them! Block them from coming up!”

“Aaaaaa!”

Crack!

One troll was crushed by the dwarf’s hammer.

An enormous force that crushes trolls with one hammer blow.

Dwarves are often called the race of artisans.

But that doesn’t mean that dwarves only play the role of artisans.

Dwarves were unrivaled in the realm of ‘strength’ more than any other race.

Muscles trained every day with hammering.

In the first place, Morkru, the Divine Craftsman, one of the six Arnaizes.

There was a legend that Morkru lifted an entire mountain in connection with him.

Of course, it was impossible to know if it actually did.

It’s just a story in mythology.

However, the strength of the dwarves was an undeniable fact that could never be ignored.

But.

Krrrrrr!

Even that grotesque power could not do anything about the troll’s regeneration.

The crushed troll quickly finished regenerating.

It was an attack that would have killed a normal troll.

However, the troll here now is a troll that has undergone Over Drive [a state of heightened aggression and power].

It was almost immortal.

“Krrrrrr…!”

“Kieeeeek!!”

The trolls rushed in, bursting out terrible roars.

“Fire!”

Kwakwakwakwang!

Various weapons made by dwarves swept away the trolls.

But even that could not completely suppress the trolls’ regeneration.

Eventually.

Kwaaaaaang!

“The barrier has collapsed!”

“No!!!”

One of the barriers protecting the village collapsed.

“Krrrrrr…!”

“Kieeeeek!!!”

Trolls were revealed through the collapsed barrier.

Kmaru shouted.

“We have to stop them! We have to stop them from coming inside!”

“But if we go to support that side, this barrier will be…!”

“Damn it!!”

Kmaru spat out harshly.

The situation is extremely dire.

The trolls coming in through the barrier now had to be stopped.

Otherwise, the village would be captured as it was.

But there was no way.

If we send warriors to stop those trolls, the other barriers are in danger.

Then that barrier will eventually be breached.

In the end, it was like taking out the bottom stone and using it to support the top stone [a self-defeating strategy].

Above all.

‘Honestly, I can’t stop it anymore.’

There was no power left to fight the trolls.

Although the dwarf warriors were strong.

The trolls’ regeneration was all the more terrible.

Immortality that doesn’t die even if you kill it.

Let’s say we stop it now.

But what about next?

And what about the next?

Further resistance was virtually meaningless.

Kmaru shouted.

“Nakar! Withdraw the troops right now and run away with the children of the village!”

“What?”

The dwarf called Nakar opened his eyes wide.

Then Kmaru shouted, banging his hammer.

“I’ll somehow buy time for the children to escape!”

Nakar opened his mouth as if shouting.

“That’s ridiculous! The chief will be here soon! If we just hold on until then…!”

“It’s no use even if the chief comes!”

Kmaru shouted firmly.

Nakar had nothing to say.

Because he knew that Kmaru’s words were true.

“We have to save the children.”

“But… where do we have to go?”

This is the Dark Forest.

A terrible space where survival is not guaranteed.

Kmaru turned his back and said.

“There will be a human friend I brought to our house. He’s the lord of a territory called Ruben. If you follow that friend, it will be fine. Looking at him, he seems like a good human friend. He won’t kick us out.”

“But Kmaru, you…”

“Go now!”

Kmaru cut off Nakar’s words and ran forward.

Nakar seemed to have a lot to say.

But now was not the time to be immersed in such emotions.

“Come on! Trolls! Invincible Kmaru is going out!”

Kmaru jumped in, determined to die.

“Krrrrrr…!”

“Kwoooo!”

The trolls he faced.

Kmaru clenched the hammer in his hand.

Right then.

Tap!

Someone ran past Kmaru.

Light movements.

Kmaru’s gaze naturally turned to that place.

And a man visible in Kmaru’s vision.

“You, you are…?”

Cyan Elantour.

He was a human friend who said he was the lord of Ruben.

“Why are you here…?”

Cyan didn’t answer.

He just fluttered his golden hair and raised his sword.

And then

A single blow.

Seogeok─!

A chilling cutting sound was heard.

At the same time, one troll in front was neatly cut in half and collapsed.

Truly a perfect blow.

But there were many trolls left.

Cyan continued to swing his sword.

“Be careful!”

Kmaru shouted at Cyan’s appearance.

It was because Cyan didn’t care about the trolls that were cut in half at all.

Trolls don’t die that easily.

The troll’s ferocity itself is also ferocious.

But the real reason why trolls are scary is their regeneration, which is close to immortality.

No, in fact, it was no exaggeration to say that the troll’s regeneration was everything.

Perhaps the outskirts of the Dark Forest have not yet been attacked by trolls.

It seemed that Cyan didn’t know the troll’s terrible regeneration well.

Kmaru clenched his hammer.

But.

“…… It’s not regenerating?”

The fallen troll was not regenerating.

Originally, it should have regenerated by now and attacked Cyan from behind.

The troll was still collapsed on the floor.

Kmaru opened his eyes wide and looked at the troll.

The troll is not regenerating.

No, it was right to say that he couldn’t do it, not that he wasn’t doing it.

The cut flesh was trying to stick together.

But the darkness that settled between the cut surfaces.

That darkness was preventing the troll’s regeneration.

The troll, who couldn’t regenerate in the end, stopped moving.

“H, how…?”

Seogeok─!

Chilling cutting sounds are heard one after another.

That place I looked at.

There, Cyan’s sword was cutting off the neck of one troll again.

And the black and black darkness rippling around the sword.

It was even darker in contrast to the pure white S-class sword.

Koong!

The troll’s body falls.

However, the red glow of the trolls continued to increase.

Kwoooo!!!

A terrible roar erupts.

Fragments of emotions such as joy and joy rise along with hatred.

Endless thirst for blood, desires of hunger.

“N, no!!”

Kmaru shouted.

There are too many trolls.

The ability Cyan showed was truly amazing.

But it wasn’t enough to deal with that many numbers.

That’s why you have to run away now.

Cyan took a step as if leaping.

At the same time as taking a step, he raised his sword.

At the same time as raising the sword, the trolls attacked Cyan.

And the black sword passed through such a landscape of hell.

Cyan’s sword crossed the sky as if passing by.

Seogeok─!

There, without fail, one or more trolls were cut or exploded.

And never got up again.

“W, what is that…?”

“M, my god…!”

The dwarves looked at Cyan in surprise.

All the gazes of astonishment are directed at Cyan.

Seogeok─!

Cyan’s sword, which swings and stabs, was simple.

No splendor whatsoever.

There was no unnecessary fat [excess movement].

Cyan was just walking through the middle of hell calmly.

Kmaru’s eyes, which had been opened, did not shrink easily.

But he quickly came to his senses and shouted.

“What are you all doing! While the human friend is buying time, deal with the other trolls!”

The dwarves came to their senses at Kmaru’s cry.

And each of them took up their weapons and weapons and faced the pouring trolls.

Still a large number of trolls.

If the collapsed barrier is breached, the village will collapse as it is.

I didn’t know how long that human friend would last.

So there’s no choice now.

I knew it was impossible, but I had no choice but to trust that human friend.

“Euryah! [A dwarvish battle cry]”

“Just a little bit…! Hold on a little longer!”

The fierce battle continues.

How long has it been?

There were no more trolls standing.

The dwarves all moved their bodies without having time to enjoy the joy of victory.

It was because they had to go to support the collapsed barrier.

But the dwarves were soon able to realize that it was meaningless.

That place I looked at.

There, Cyan was standing with his sword drooping between the collapsed barriers.

And the trolls’ corpses were scattered around him.

The meaning of that situation is one.

Cyan was not only holding on, but also blocking the collapsed barrier alone.

“……!!!”

“……!!!”

“……!!!”

The mouth that was torn apart [agape].

The dwarves’ expressions go beyond astonishment to awe.

In between.

Ting!

[Demon Soul Asura Sword Beginner Progress Rate 0.08% (+0.08%)]

[Demon Soul Control Method Progress Rate 4.1% (+0.7%)]

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“It’s really not going up.”

Cyan’s low voice was heard.