Bronze Golem

“I can’t believe it.”

“Well, I guess so.”

Anonymous, the ranker who got to the top while struggling against Orcs.

It was natural not to believe it.

It was annoying to explain, but it was obvious that if it was annoying, it was something to do.

Nabi continued.

“But I’ll believe you.”

“Huh? Believe me?”

“If I don’t believe my colleague, who should I believe? The lady acknowledged you as a colleague, so I should believe you even more.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

Americano wiggled the finger Cappuccino was on.

“But I’ll show you the evidence.”

“What are you going to show me?”

“What would be good? Is there anything that comes to mind when you think of Anonymous?”

“Anonymous.”

Nabi said.

“Cooling ability.”

“Cooling?”

That was completely off.

“I’m an Awakened with electricity, so I don’t have cooling abilities. Cooling ability is a completely different ability.”

Americano used [Ice Crystal].

Snowflake-like light shines.

When Magical Power is injected, the snowflake grows.

Ice grew in the air.

She makes a sword of ice.

“Ta-da. The Ice Sword I used to kill Medusa.”

“Did you freeze Magical Power?”

“Yes.”

“A sword made by freezing Magical Power.”

Nabi was intrigued and acknowledged that she couldn’t help but believe it.

Americano told her what happened with the Great Devil.

“So, you’re saying that the Great Devil wants to make Americano his wife and sent his minion?”

The reason why Lee Su-ju, who was possessed by the Ancient Devil, could be trusted. The Great Devil liked Americano.

Strong.

Pretty.

Because she was a Challenger.

[Divulging Secrets of Heaven] acknowledged this and recorded it in the progress log.

If it was just the Great Devil’s words, she wouldn’t have believed it, but [Divulging Secrets of Heaven] was the system’s acknowledgement. The Great Devil wanted to get Americano into his hands.

Ew.

Who wants who.

Anyway, thanks to that situation, other Great Devils wanted to help Americano.

“Being pretty is a curse.”

“Are you saying that yourself?”

“It’s true that I’m pretty.”

Nabi chuckled, unable to refute.

“Anyway, you can use that minion to catch the Dream Demon. I’ll catch it very easily, like catching a bug.”

“….”

“Do you hate it because it’s a Devil?”

“It’s not that… Well, it is, but…”

Nabi was lost in thought.

What was she thinking so hard about?

“Why don’t you tell me about your worries?”

“Can’t we just leave the Dream Demon alone?”

“Leave it alone?”

“Yes.”

“Are you being controlled by the Dream Demon? Is it sleepwalking because the Dream Demon is controlling you? Hmm…”

She stared at Nabi intently.

Something was wrong.

Nothing popped up in [Divulging Secrets of Heaven].

“I’m fine.”

“But you’re going to leave the Dream Demon alone? Even the Ancient Nightmare, who is a minion of the Great Devil?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

She asked out of curiosity.

“You said you can go in and out of the Dream World through my Dream, right?”

“You did.”

“Then leave it alone and use me to go in and out of the Dream World when you need to.”

“….”

Buffering.

Did she hear wrong?

“I don’t understand, Nabi, are you saying you’ll be the gate to the Dream World?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Do you really not know?”

She really asked because she didn’t know.

“Because Americano is Anonymous.”

Nabi smiled.

She had a deep emotion as if she was hoping for something from Americano.

“If you’re Anonymous, who is famous among the Heroes, I think there will come a day when you catch the Great Devil.”

“….”

“Then, when that happens, if the Dream Demon’s Great Devil is in the Dream World, you’ll need a gate to go through, and it’s not a loss to prepare a gate in advance.”

“So you’re saying you’re going to sacrifice yourself for the world?”

“Wrong.”

Nabi shook her head.

What was wrong?

“It’s the moment my existence remains in history.”

Oh…

Um…

It will remain in history.

“I don’t want to die in vain. If I’m going to live and die, I want to leave my achievements in history. But it’s the age of the Hero. It’s not easy for ordinary people like me to leave achievements.”

“So you’re going to help the Hero and indirectly leave your name?”

“Yes.”

Nabi was serious.

Her eyes spoke the truth.

Americano crossed her arms.

“Well, if that’s what you want, I won’t stop you. I’m happy to have a gate prepared easily.”

“Thank you. But…”

Nabi asked quietly.

“Are you going to tell the lady too?”

“If I get the chance. To be honest, I’m worried that she won’t believe me even if I tell her because she sees me as too weak. Well, it’s my fault for what I’ve done.”

Still, she was Anonymous herself.

There were many reasons to persuade her.

But,

“Can you leave that to me?”

“You’re saying you’ll take on the persuasion?”

“I’ve been watching the lady since she was young. She’s very stubborn, but if that stubbornness is wrong, she’ll lose her way and fall apart.”

“That would be interesting.”

“As the lady’s attendant, I don’t find it interesting. I would appreciate it if you give me time.”

She told her to do as she pleased.

Cappuccino says.

‘I didn’t expect you to volunteer to be a gate.’

“I’m speechless too.”

Nabi followed Skilla because she was her attendant, but that wasn’t the only reason.

Americano left the accommodation.

Today was a day off.

It was just past noon.

She said she would rest today to relieve her fatigue, but after self-hypnosis, her body was itching and she couldn’t stay still in the accommodation.

She was going to swing her sword in the backyard, but Nabi suggested touring Dwarfneer.

She might find unexpected treasures while walking around Dwarfneer.

She covered her body with a robe,

And toured the village.

Nabi volunteered to be the guide.

Skilla didn’t come along.

She said she had a lot to talk about with Lee Su-ju and didn’t come out.

Since Lee Su-ju was a high-level artisan, the advice she received from her was beneficial, and she was consulting about Americano’s armor estimate.

She felt sorry for leisurely touring while she was drawing up her armor estimate, but there was nothing she could do even if she was there.

‘Passing it on.’

Cappuccino smirked.

Anyway, she was walking down the streets of Dwarfneer with Nabi as her guide.

As befits a village of artisans, all kinds of equipment were placed on the streets for sale. Swords, shields, bows, breastplates, gauntlets, helmets, magic wands, etc.

Each one contained Magical Power.

“I’m sorry to Gusta, but the scale is different from the beginner village.”

Blue Flame Magic Sword.

It was of a higher level than that.

Of course, it wasn’t that Gusta’s skills were low.

Even a quick look around the stalls showed how high the quality of hitting 100 in the [Basic Attack Power] item was.

Among the general weapons seen on the street, [Basic Attack Power] was high even if it was 60, let alone 80. Roughly, 30 would be the average.

[Training Supply Sword], which Gusta supplied for the training center, had a [Basic Attack Power] of 10, so it was only 20 different from the average attack power of the stalls.

That was a mass-produced item that Gusta could produce hundreds of a day.

Besides,

“Can I swing this for a second?”

“The one on display is a new product. Who would let you do that… Oh… Yes, you can.”

The Dwarf killed his temper and allowed it when he made eye contact with Americano.

After receiving permission,

Swish, swish.

She swung it.

She rotated it between her fingers.

She swung it lightly.

She stood it up straight.

‘The weight doesn’t match.’

The center of gravity of the sword was located in an ambiguous place.

That ambiguity was unpleasant.

“….”

The stall was doing business under the shade of a tree next to it.

A falling leaf caught her eye, and she swung her sword at the leaf.

The leaf, which received a sword strike mixed with [Phantom Sword], was split into six pieces.

She read the sword’s information.

[Low-Grade Artisan’s Steel Sword]

[Basic Attack Power] [30]

The feel wasn’t as good as Gusta’s training sword, but [Basic Attack Power] was 20 higher than the training sword.

[Basic Attack Power] did not mean the perfection of the sword.

She tapped the sword blade with her finger and put it back in its original place.

She left the stall.

She visited other stalls.

She tried using the sword.

She swung 20 of them, but

“I don’t like it.”

‘Is it bad?’

Cappuccino asked for her impressions.

“It’s bad. I don’t know why, but the weight, balance, and Magical Power. Hmm… Gusta was good at making them. I underestimated him.”

“….”

“…I was talking to Cappuccino.”

Nabi was staring at her.

Americano patted Cappuccino, who was hidden in her chest, and made an excuse.

More than that,

‘If ordinary swords are like this, Magic Swords will be the same.’

A Magic Sword with Magical Power was enshrined right next to it.

It was displayed separately in a storage box, so she needed the owner’s permission to hold it.

It just seemed like a device to prevent expensive items from being stolen, but Americano, who had touched the Blue Flame Magic Sword from the first work, knew.

That storage box was a packaging to prevent the consumption of the Magic Sword.

The Magic Sword in the storage box couldn’t suppress the Magical Power, and the Magical Power was leaking out, but the storage box was stopping it.

Magical Power was faintly flowing out of the storage box.

[Low-Grade Artisan’s Magic Sword]

[Basic Attack Power] [30]

[Basic Magical Power] [30]

It had higher performance than Gusta’s Magic Sword.

But it was more unstable than Gusta’s.

Why wasn’t it showing up in the information window?

Was it a matter of personal preference?

“Would you like to see the Magic Sword?”

“Can I swing it for a second?”

“A Magic Sword? Of course not. You can open it if you buy it.”

“How much is it?”

“It’s 600 Gold.”

“Here you go.”

“Thank you for your purchase!”

She put the storage box into her Inventory.

And took out the Magic Sword from her Inventory.

[Blue Flame Magic Sword Version 0.5]

[Basic Attack Power] [30]

[Basic Magical Power] [10]

Gusta’s Magic Sword.

Version 0.5 was engraved to mean that Gusta was about half finished.

“And how much do you think this Magic Sword would cost?”

“Hmm?”

The Dwarf merchant received the Magic Sword and tilted his head.

“Is it okay to look at the Magical Power?”

“Yes.”

Blue flames flared up.

Blue flames fluttered.

“Oh, the quality is quite good for having little Magical Power. I’ve seen this knot somewhere… Hmm… Can I know who the artisan who made this is?”

She got the Magic Sword back.

Americano pretended not to know.

“I don’t know. I got it by chance, so I don’t know. How much would it cost if I sold it on the market?”

“Hmm…”

The Dwarf merchant put his chin on his hand and calculated carefully.

He spread his fingers.

“It would be worth 400 Gold.”

“Is that low?”

“It’s 100 Gold higher compared to Magic Swords of the same grade. I guarantee it in the name of the Dwarf.”

She believed it.

Because he was a Dwarf?

No.

[Divulging Secrets of Heaven] was full of trivial things.

[Divulging Secrets of Heaven] said that the Dwarf merchant’s promise in front of him contained [Sincerity].

And soon she turned off [Divulging Secrets of Heaven].

‘There are so many people, so the Magical Power consumption is no joke.’

Magical Power was consumed every time [Divulging Secrets of Heaven] occurred. Thanks to [Nine Yin Constitution], Magical Power was always filling up, but her body cooled down as much as it was consumed.

She shivered.

It became as cold as midwinter.

While looking around the Dwarfneer market.

“Come on! Come on! It’s not every day!”

The Dwarf merchant gathered people in the middle of the street.

Next to the short Dwarf merchant stood a slender, tall man covered in a cloak.

Traces of skill could be seen in the standing posture.

It had a subtle force that couldn’t be said to be just posing.

But the stiff standing posture was unnatural, like a statue.

“Now, look at this!”

The Dwarf merchant took off the cloak.

Bronze skin.

Hard metal.

Squeaky movements.

The green humanoid Golem raised its head as the cloak was removed.

“A Golem found in an ancient ruin! We will give this ancient Golem as a prize to the person who challenges and wins against the Golem!”

Is there anyone who wants to challenge?

I can’t help but be scared.

Even the master of swordsmanship couldn’t handle this Golem!

The Dwarf merchant gently scratched the nerves of those who looked like warriors.