Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 635

Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 635

EP.635

As soon as the story with Esmueh was somewhat settled, the delegation from the Dwarven Kingdom turned their attention to me. In any case, the reason we arrived so ahead of schedule was to fulfill the old adage that even a bull’s horn can be removed quickly.

Of course, as the conversation with Esmueh continued, it may have been because they felt that they were trying to stop them, but the main reason seemed to be that they couldn’t control their curiosity as soon as they found out that I was the one who killed the dragon.

“No matter how long you interact with the human race, you always accomplish feats that go beyond imagination. “Slaying a dragon at the age of 16?”

“Aren’t you the youngest?”

The way he was calmly chewing bread next to the dwarves who were verbally assaulting him was bold, and since Esmuët was leading, the silence he maintained because he had nothing to say was cautious, and the way he reacted indifferently to compliments directed at me was arbitrarily interpreted as extraordinary. It continues to amaze the dwarven delegation.

At first, I thought he was doing this on purpose because he wanted to see Esmu, but surprisingly, he was sincere. As a result, we started talking about topics such as what weapons to use, how to wear armor, and how to catch a dragon, and naturally the conversation turned to the dwarves called brave men.

Although there were some mixed stories about the reality that no matter how strong the metal was, it was impossible to replace the dragon’s by-products, the main story was that if the dragon wanted to, he could create a new weapon in less than half a day.

To be honest, when I heard that each and every object made in that way was worthy of being called a work of art, I thought it was just boastful boasting, as is often the case. Even so, it’s no different from saying that lightning-baked beans received 3 stars in the Michelin Guide.

“Now that I think about it, I once saw an article saying that my ancestor personally visited the dragon commander to ask him to cut the dragon skin that he had obtained with great difficulty, and the gloves and cloak were completed in less than two hours. “At that time, exchanges with the kingdom were not very active, so it took more than two weeks to come and go.”

But doesn’t Esmueh suddenly mention the story of his ancestors and give it credibility? At this, the dwarves also did not hide the pride that filled their faces and nodded their heads while helping out one by one.

“It must have been made by the 12th hero. “Among the many brave warriors, he was the one with the greatest skill in handling skins.”

“Not only the level of completion but also the speed of work was unrivaled. “It’s a shame that even if another hero were to make the same thing again, he wouldn’t be able to be as fast and perfect as him.”

Seeing as it is a speed that could never be achieved through an ordinary production process, it must be something mixed with magic… I decided not to think too much about it since I would soon find out its identity anyway.

“How about making one of your own shields? There is a new form being studied in the kingdom these days… ”

“No, that is up to the brave leader to decide and make. Why are you talking so much?”

“If you make it anyway, don’t you think it will be made just as the dragon slayer wants? “It’s better to know and at least talk about it than to not be able to ask because you don’t know.”

Is it because he is a craftsman by nature? At first, the dwarves were trying to draw a line by asking, “What can I say here?”

Perhaps because of the alcohol involved, the argument showed signs of intensifying to a level where it was difficult to imagine that the next emperor of the empire was about to be announced, and just as I was thinking, ‘Are you okay?’, the dwarf called Ambassador Hyulgen cleared his throat loudly. The dwarves’ argument was cut off.

“Oh, even though he is young, isn’t he a warrior who killed a dragon? I’ll ask for whatever you need. “Isn’t it rude to try to recommend various things as if you were a stranger who doesn’t even know what you need?”

“No, but… ”

“But what? “I can see how you would have reacted if you were in the same position!”

To be honest, I was quite embarrassed because it was an idea I had never imagined… When I heard it, it turned out to be surprisingly true. Suddenly, someone came to me and said, ‘Oh, that’s not how you use a sword.’ If you say that, this guy will look at you with something in his eyes.

“I hope you don’t take this to heart as it is a disgraceful act of excitement at the thought of meeting a dragon slayer who has not appeared for a long time.”

But aren’t the dwarves in front of you very experienced craftsmen that everyone can’t help but recognize? They may be nonsense, but their comments are worthy of respect.

This is true even if you look at the brief conversation that just took place. The shield the first dwarf mentioned was not just a simple shield, but a folding shield. Another dwarf talked about how to make chain mail by twisting ropes from dragon skin, and another dwarf compressed dragon bones and processed them into plywood to create plate mail. He also told me that it can be made.

It’s a technology in a realm I can’t even imagine with my head, and it’s something I can only understand by listening to it. Even if you know everything, if it comes out of the mouths of dwarves, you have to reexamine it. If you are displeased with new information and advice, you are not human.

“I don’t think it’s rude. Wouldn’t it be strange to feel uncomfortable seeing outstanding craftsmen come together and give advice? Above all, the in-depth technology of the dwarves is difficult for the imagination of the human race to match, so I would like to be grateful that I was able to expand my knowledge in advance through stories like this.”

So this time, I rejected Ambassador Hülgen’s apology with sincerity rather than pretense. Then the dwarves opened their eyes and smiled, and Esmuë smiled as if she had done well.

“I was wondering how a human could become a demon hero, and this is why. “If the Demon God had not chosen him as a warrior, he would have been chosen by Bazkal.”

“A dragon slayer who knows how to be humble, he is truly a model of a warrior like a painting.”

I thought the compliment relay would suddenly continue, but fortunately it didn’t last too long this time. This is because the envoys, moved by my sincere lip service, got up early the next morning and asked to go to the kingdom.

“It comes and goes in an instant.”

“This is a characteristic of the dwarven delegation. “In other words, I was tied up for a long time today because you were there.”

Unlike me, who took a breather as soon as the delegation left, Esmue quenched her thirst with water without any disturbance, from her posture to her facial expression, and called the butler who was waiting a little distance away and began giving various instructions.

“There is good news and bad news.”

Then he leaned slightly towards me and slowly opened his mouth.

“First of all, the good news is that the value of the by-product has not been determined.”

“… Why is that good news?”

“This is because there are too many parts that are expensive to call. “It is said that there is an uproar because it is a special product with no room for lowering the price anywhere, from the process of maintaining freshness to processing.”

Blessings to Emmet and the Beasts of Eight Steps… Oh, Emmett cancels because he gets paid anyway. Blessings to the eight-step beasts!

“For that reason, when you head to the kingdom this time, escort troops, including appraisers, will accompany you. “It seems like the conclusion was reached that it would be better to get help from the dwarves to hasten the budget.”

“I guess that’s good news. “So what’s the bad news?”

“As expected, demons and evil god worshipers began to move.”

Unlike the good news, as soon as I heard it, I immediately felt that it was really bad news, but the story did not end there.

“It’s as expected up to that point, so it’s not really a big problem. The real problem is that there is no way to catch them and we cannot even figure out how to move.”

“Even if the former is true, why the latter?”

“Because not everyone can ride the train. No matter how special the situation is, only those who are approved on a yearly basis can ride it. “This is completely different from how we hired day laborers in a hurry to prepare for this celebration and deliberately created loopholes so that our enemies could plant ‘snow’.”

If approached by an unrelated person, the minimum is imprisonment and the maximum is summary disposition. The trains of the Dwarven Kingdom were very strictly managed.

“That doesn’t mean they won’t take any action.”

“why? It might be the front line, but for them, this is the middle of enemy territory. “I think there might be an option to save yourself.”

“Normally, that would be the case, but you are a threat to them just by being alive and breathing. Since he stirred up the demon spirit and was confirmed to be a dragon slayer, the danger level must have risen to an indescribable level. “When do you think you were most vulnerable?”

“… now?”

“That is the correct answer.”

Right now, you can overcome the troops of the Empire and the Dwarf Kingdom and deal with the ‘Unprepared Demon God Hero’, but after the train arrives at the Dwarf Kingdom, you will have to deal with the ‘Demon God Hero wearing a full set of dragon by-products’.

“To be exact, the moment the train leaves the empire and arrives at the kingdom is the optimal moment to attack you. Anyone who thinks will risk their life or death here.”

But how can they keep up with the breakneck speed of the train, which crosses the empire and reaches the dwarven kingdom deep in the northern mountains before the end of the day? Not only horses but even drakes cannot move at this speed.

If I had had time, I would have set up an ambush along the train tracks, but since I had quietly crossed into the empire almost as a smuggling agent and was suddenly holding a celebration and suddenly boarding the train, they didn’t even have time to do that.

I, the person involved, couldn’t have imagined that I would be riding the train tomorrow morning, so what can they do? Esmueh was of the same opinion up to that point, but unlike me, who thought, ‘So I’ll give up,’ she assumed the worst.

“If the Demon King’s army truly wants to deal with you… “We will deploy master-level or equivalent power that has not been available until now.”

The really sad thing is that the assumption is so plausible that it is difficult to refute.

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