episode_0175
by fnovelpiaThe underground bunker where the dwarves took refuge.
The vast interior could easily accommodate all those dwarves.
Compared to the chaos outside, the bunker was as peaceful as another world, with only a slight shaking and noise.
But as it gradually grew colder and frost began to form on the walls, people began to realize that things were taking a strange turn.
Ulbram came down to that situation.
Ulbram explained the situation outside to Urgdar, who was managing the bunker, and he, who was one of the most intelligent dwarves, understood quickly.
Ulbram and Urgdar stood before the people. Their usually kind expressions were more serious than usual, and the people’s worry grew even stronger.
A dwarf raised his hand and asked.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Ulbram?”
“The flame in my heart is going out after being attacked by the Ice Dragon.”
“Yes?”
My stomach was in turmoil.
Although it was created by human hands, it is a spiritual pillar for dwarves. The heart of Magmar is comparable to the World Tree of the elves.
The words that the spark in their hearts was dying out were enough to shock the dwarves.
“I thought it was getting cold.”
“What happens to us now…?”
“The dragon will take them out one by one.”
A bunker in disarray.
Fear settles and crushes them.
“Calm down, everyone. The fight hasn’t ended yet, and the embers haven’t gone out, just weakened.”
“But… .”
“I came here for no other reason than to rekindle the fire. I need your help.”
Ulbram explained the method Thorvar had shown him in detail.
“Um… .”
The dwarves who heard the explanation just snickered in silence.
I understand the situation.
But how can you just sit there and hammer away at the blacksmith shop while a dragon is flying overhead?
If a dragon passes by and sneezes, they will turn into ice chips. It is too heavy a burden for them, who are blacksmiths and not warriors.
After all, dwarves are cowards by nature.
No one could step forward first.
Just watching each other’s faces.
As expected.
Ulbram put his voice into words to move people’s hearts.
“I understand your fear a hundred times over. But if you don’t step forward now, even that faint spark will go out.”
“There is no turning back once that happens. Now is your last chance.”
Urgdar also added a word.
Still, people could not move easily. The sound of battle heard occasionally suppressed their will to blossom.
“Can I just go and hit the hammer?”
It was an old man with a gentle voice who came forward.
“That’s right.”
“It’s not that difficult.”
Then the people stopped the old man.
“Inspiration, I told you that if you go out, you might die?”
Dwarves, a blacksmith race.
There are many excellent craftsmen, but wherever people live, there is bound to be at least one exception.
The old man did so.
The old man is a dwarf and a blacksmith, but his skills are poor. In Doomheim, where blacksmiths are ubiquitous, no one uses the items he makes.
Decades of meaningless hammering.
The old man was a disgrace to the dwarves.
“Does it matter? The day has come when my hammer will be of help.”
But the old man didn’t care. When someone brought emergency food, the old man was holding in his hand a shabby hammer that he had used all his life.
Even without skills, he was a dwarf.
He was a blacksmith who always struck iron in the forge.
People were silent.
After the silence, another person came forward.
“Tsk. I got hit by the inspiration. I’ll go too.”
“Smith?”
“To become a master, you must not just hide, but experience the battlefield firsthand. There will be scenery that can only be seen when you stand on the same line as the warriors. I will see that scenery and broaden my horizons.”
Smith was the complete opposite of the old man.
He was not an ordinary blacksmith, but a skilled craftsman even at a young age. People were eager to use the things he made.
Even Smith, who is like that, says that he is still lacking and walks the path of refinement.
There was something about the old man and the Smith’s will that moved people’s hearts.
In all things, it is hard to start with one, difficult to get two in agreement, and easy from the third. The blacksmiths, one by one, began to speak up.
“How can you hide when even the inspiration tank is coming out!”
“Yeah! I heard the princess gave the warriors hearts? I want to receive some too!”
“What? They’re the only ones who got that? You little punks!”
A loud cheer echoed through the basement.
Enough to block out any outside noise.
The frost on the wall melted in the heat.
Ulbram looked at them and smiled faintly.
“Your passion is making me hot. Great. Let’s all go out and have fun hitting the hammer.”
***
The tallest building in the underground city of Doomheim.
We stood on the roof of the collapsed magmar heart, watching the situation and waiting for the right time. When Ulbram would convince the dwarves.
Our role is to stall for time until the blacksmiths can breathe life into the embers, and finish off Skadia.
Skadia, who went through the trouble of attacking a kingdom and freezing its emotions just to gain Assis’s name, sealed it in ice for hundreds of years.
Even now, when he was being attacked by Assis, he tried not to hurt him and did not take away his protection.
My feelings toward Assis are hostile, but I have no choice but to admit it.
And I will use that mind thoroughly.
A person who loves only one person with all his heart, or a person who likes that kind of thing, is vulgarly called a pure-hearted person.
There are two ways to bring down that pure love: harem drift, and another way is NTR.
I’ll show you Assis and alcoholic sex in front of Skida. The higher Assis’s favorability toward me, the greater the effect.
I don’t even need to look to know what favorability is like anymore.
‘You reap what you sow. Who would kidnap someone like that?’
Better than the earth.
It’s time to get to work.
He reached out to Assis.
“Miss AS, would you like to go on a thrilling date with me?”
“… Yeah.”
Assis did not hesitate.
He nodded and took my hand.
***
Kwakwang!
Skadia, spinning her body and swinging her tail.
The tail, which resembled a giant’s hammer, slashed at the golem’s waist. The golem, which had been freezing, could not hold out and collapsed helplessly.
Looking down at the golem that had been reduced to a small boulder, Skadia snorted in amusement.
“You foolish bastards, trying to deal with this body with a toy like this.”
I destroyed the last remaining golem.
It was a pointless struggle, as the cold air of Skadia was encroaching upon Doomheim, even though the shield of Roxar was unable to completely extinguish the flames.
The spark will soon go out.
The dwarves’ spark of hope as well.
At that time, Assis flew in front of Scadia.
“Yes, princess. Finally, you feel like coming with me… ?”
Assis was riding a giant ice bird, and she wasn’t alone. Karami peeked out from behind her.
“Hello?”
“Who is your sister-in-law! Who is she with my princess?”
“Um, you mean me? As for me.”
Karami stretched out her arms and hugged Asis tightly. As a bonus, she rested her chin on her shoulder and rubbed her cheek as if it was nothing.
My cheeks were freezing, but that didn’t matter.
Is this a chance to taunt the dragon?
‘I absolutely can’t stand it.’
Karami chuckled.
“A person between Asis Yang and this person.”
Scadia can’t stand beautiful things.
And beautiful things are not easily attainable.
That’s why beauty stands out even more.
This is the so-called aesthetics of rarity.
“How dare a small, filthy thing touch the princess of this body!!!”
So now that Assis was in Karami’s possession, Skadia was indignant that Assis had become more beautiful than the Assis he had known.
For a moment, the anger was so hot that I thought it was Hwa-ryong, not Bing-ryong.
For Skadia, who had lived as a pure-hearted insect for hundreds of years, Karami’s strategy was more effective than any attack. It was truly a finishing move. Tag: Netorare.
Skadia ran at me without even looking around.
“Let’s go.”
“Yeah.”
As Assis patted the ice bird’s head, the bird flapped its wings and began to run away at a fast pace.
The air chase has begun.
Skadia attacks while chasing two people.
A near-infinite amount of rain pours down.
“Rami. Hold on tight.”
“Yes~”
Karami put her arms around Assis’ slender waist.
“Oh.”
What does this feel like?
If Mirabelle was a soft jelly cushion and Lin was a fluffy fur cushion, this was another cool cushion. You might want to buy one separately and hug it alternately every day of the week.
While Karami was leisurely reciting her thoughts, Assis casted a spell. It responded like a mirror.
It creates the same amount of gore.
The icicles rising from below collide with the icicles of Skadia and break.
Skadia flaps her wings.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The air cools rapidly and waves of sharp ice rush in.
Assis created the sword.
She swung her sword horizontally, surrounded by a black aura the same color as her eyes.
A blue slash flashed and cut off the wave’s advance.
“Why do you rebel, princess? Didn’t this body give you beauty and strength?”
“No need.”
“You are the human that this Skadia fell in love with. But if this continues, the princess will become an old woman, a grandmother like any other human! Why don’t you understand the feelings of this body!”
A desperate voice.
The earnestness is evident.
That ice dragon Skadia is appealing to humans.
Karami couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
“This is truly absurd. You sealed Assis’s emotions, and now you’re appealing to her with your own emotions?”
“What are you doing, interfering with this body and Assis!”
“Well, if I explain it, it’s just a relationship that hurts my mouth. Why do you keep nagging me? You’re like a dragon to another man’s woman.”
“Someone else’s woman? Princess! What are you saying…!”
Assis covered the back of Karami’s hand that was wrapped around her waist.
“I… Rami Geo.”
Because they are slaves and masters.
Assis meant it that way, but it sounded completely different to Skadia’s ears, filtered through.
“I’ll kill you, you little shit!”
Skadia was furious at having her beloved princess taken away from her right in front of her.
Skadia roared and scattered low-level insults that had no trace of the majesty of a dragon.
Dragon Lorejimankarami did not faint, only his hair fluttered.
He was protected by the World Tree and was immune to most mental attacks. The energy of the forest cleared his mind.
The problem lay elsewhere.
The Ice Age has arrived in Doomheim.
It was the absolute zero of Skadia.
The only one who can resist absolute zero is Assis, who has the protection of the World Tree, and the protection of the World Tree only blocks mental attacks. It has no defense against external factors.
Assis quickly created a circular shield to cover the two. He looked at Karami, who was trembling, with concern.
“Are you okay…?”
“Hmm. Cow, to be honest, it’s not okay.”
Karami clicked his chin.
I couldn’t even say in empty words that it was okay.
If it weren’t for Assis’ shield, I would have been frozen to the bone long ago.
‘Are these humans not ready yet?’
No matter how much Assis is immune to cold, it is ultimately a deteriorated version of Skadia. It is madness to fight Skadia without thinking.
We need to rekindle the fire as soon as possible.
At that moment.
“Waaa …
Far below.
The ground below.
The bunker door opened.
The long-awaited, loud cheer erupted.
The beginning of the counterattack.
It is time for eternal winter to give way to spring.
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