Ending Maker

Chapter 96 Mastery

Adendorf was a Dwarf craftsman.

Although only a hundred dwarf craftsmen lived in Argon Harbor, he was a very special dwarf.

A white, full-grown beard, thick arm muscles, and a jewel that is bigger than any other Dwarf.

He was a dwarf-looking man.

But there was one more thing that made him special.

“Mr. Union Chairman, if you don't do something this time, the next union chairman election will be · · · · · · ·. ”

Adendorf frowned and replied to his nephew Marindolf, who was closer to the merchant than his restless Dwarf father-in-law.

“I know, I know, you bastard. I know what I'm doing. ”

Dwarf Guild Master.

A craftsman's union representing the interests of all Dwarf artisans who make a name for themselves in Argon Harbor.

The Chairman of the Association could not be everyone.

All stubborn and proud Dwarf craftsmen had to be worthy of recognition, and to be wise and wise enough to make deals with shrewd and clever humans.

Having to maintain a certain level of dignity as the union leader here, the Dwarf guild leader had to be handsome because he was no different from the faces of the Dwarves.

And crucially popular.

The popularity among the Dwarf artisans was very important because the union leader was elected.

After all, there was a lot to take care of, from small things to big things once it was a union chair, only after completing these difficult conditions.

Nine years.

Adendorf had been president for nine years, but he was starting to worry about the next election.

There were also many competitors aiming for the position of union leader because of the recent horrific rise of a group called Tandol.

If not, it was a bullet aiming for an opportunity to defeat him, but if he did something wrong here, it would be impenetrable.

“Oh, shit. This is driving me crazy.”

They were dwarf craftsmen in Argon Harbor who had already been turned upside down by a mere mortal corpse of the Undead Dragon.

But an ancient dragon.

The corpse of an ancient dragon called God himself!

‘I want to have it. I want it so badly. ’

Adendorf was also a craftsman before he became union leader.

I wanted to make a weapon or something with the scales, teeth, and claws of the ancient dragon, which is normal to just not touch.

Maybe it'll be a masterpiece! ’

The so-called Master Piece.

A token that I've lived without regret since I was born and raised as an artisan.

The problem, however, was that Marindolph was rolling his feet in the same direction that he was in town.

“Marindolf, are all the other routes really blocked? ”

When I asked him again, Marindolf sighed deeply.

“Yes, sir. Only Earl August Viel and Earl August Chase can make a trade request right now. ”

Six who own the Ancient Dragon.

The Dark One, Kamael.

Ironman Randius.

Lena, the saint.

Commander Belgian.

The Swordsman of the Blade, Earl Eudorst Byel, and Earl Cordelia August Chase, the Explosive Angel.

“This is driving me crazy. ”

The swordsman Kamael was the head of the Crusaders, and there was his own artisan group in the Crusaders.

Because of this, Kamael had no intention of spilling even the tiny scales of the ancient dragon externally.

All of them had to be extinguished within the Crusaders.

‘Belgian is in the royal family. ’

The physical distance was too far away, let alone a conversation.

‘Only that the Iron Man and the Holy Angel delegated to the Sword. ’

Four out of six are missing, only two remain.

However, since they were a couple of centuries rumored to have spread throughout the kingdom, they were actually the only ones available to trade.

‘What the hell is going on? ’

There was only one supplier, so it was impossible to adjust the price and meet the conditions.

Moreover, what they have is the body of an ancient dragon, the King of the Rarity.

Since the price of the market in the beginning could not be established, even a small scale was worth the price.

How am I supposed to make a deal in the meantime? ’

The craftsmen incited by Tandol wanted it anyway, so they asked me to get it somehow, and I was a judge who was happy to accept all requests for deals from the couple of the century.

“Is he trying to raise the price? You're not going to hand him over to the Crusaders, are you, Earl August Viel? ”

“Chairman, you're still engaged, not married. ”

On the inside and on the outside, that's a little weird.

“No, you lunatic. Does that matter now? The last name's August Viel, by the way. ”

“Hmmm, but we must succeed in this deal. Otherwise, the next election of the union leader really is · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“I know, you bastard. Now that he's here, he's not trying to figure out a way, he's just playing hooky. Don't tell me I have to do this, tell me you have to do it! Huh?!"

When Adendorf was angry, Marindolph, who was sweating, said with a handkerchief that wiped his radiant forehead.

“Anyway, big daddy. No, Chairman. If only Earl Cordelia August Chase were here today. Rumor has it that Earl Eugene August Byel listens to anything that Earl Cordelia August Chase has to say. ”

“So Cordelia August · · · · · Erai shit rather than Earl Eudergust Bayel! I'm not calling you by your full name! We're the only ones left! ”

“Whoa, let's do this. ”

“Ha, ha. So you're saying you want me to go after women? By offering a bribe like a necklace? ”

“That's not so bad either. Some Dwarves have given necklaces to goddesses and tasted heaven. ”

A thousand years ago, it was the time when the gods actually walked the earth.

“Yes, good. We have to make a move. Let's take the barley and go. If you carry everything you have, one of them will be the Earl's favorite. ”

So, Adendorf decided to go to the luxury accommodation, a beautiful meeting place with a luggage.

And then an hour later.

“I'm afraid not. As I've told you many times, we have no intention of selling. ”

Earl Eugene August Byel.

By human standards, he was young and by Dwarf standards, he was a newborn boy who wasn't completely bleedin 'dry, but he wasn't a pleasant opponent.

Neither Judas nor the House of Earl Bayer were as good as anyone else.

"My father is the sword and my brother is the Ten Swords, and you are the hero who saved the royal family? ’

What a ridiculous family.

Moreover, he was no longer the hero who saved the royal family.

The dragon was also the southern great hero who slaughtered the ancient dragon.

Ancient dragon slayer.

Royal Salvation.

Holy of the Crusaders.

A disciple of one of humanity's most powerful iron, Randius.

‘This setting does not come from crazy or heroic stories. ’

Besides, it wasn't just me and my family. The fiancée and her family, so her wife, were not well off either.

The youngest commander in the history of the Royal Guard, the Lord of the Red Sunrise Tower, and a prominent astrologer who has written several papers at the Royal Society.

It was the story of Earl Chase, the wife of Eugene August Viel.

Word on the street is that Codelia Chase, the fiancée, is an angel, not a human.

A real angel.

‘Ugh, she's so pretty. ’

After looking back to heal Kordelia, sitting with a big smile next to Jude, Adendorf took a deep breath to calm his chest when he started running.

Adendorf's aesthetic keeps going crazy, even though he's a real angel.

Adendorf wanted to make a sculpture of Cordelia right now.

But now I had to endure it.

What was really important was the body of the ancient dragon.

“Ernest Byel. I hope you'll reconsider. ”

“I'm sorry. Again, I'm not willing to trade. ”

When Judas reached out his hand and said that he was in trouble again, Adendorf took another deep breath.

It was because he had a rough idea in his mind.

‘This bastard is not really willing to make a deal. ’

I could tell by the look on his face, his eyes, and his attitude.

Adendorf himself did not play guild master for nine years.

I was able to see it all at once.

"Plus, you really don't even want to make a deal every time." ’

Earl Eustace Byel was willing to make a deal.

We're just doing this to make more profitable deals!

‘I feel like hitting them all. ’

But I couldn't.

The ancient dragon.

The ancient dragon!

Adendorf, who swallowed tears, opened his mouth again, enduring a misguided thought. It was to say something.

But then something unexpected happened.

“Federation Chairman Adendorf. ”

“Yes? Oh, yes. Talk to me.”

I opened my mouth on Jude's side first.

When Adendorf quickly put his hands together and listened, Judas smiled and said, "It's very beautiful in form, but from Adendorf's point of view, I want to hit you."

“As I said again, it is impossible to sell a portion of the Ancient Dragon to the Dwarf Craftsman Guild. However”

Adendorf felt anxious but patient because the promise was clouded.

It seemed like Judah's true inner circle was finally revealed.

‘What? What the hell? ’

Are you really going to offer me a ridiculous price?

But it wasn't.

Instead of doing one-dimensional things that just raise the price, Judas put something completely different in his mouth.

“It might be possible in other ways. not just buying and selling things, but other deals. ”

“What · · · · Transactions? ”

“Actually, in a certain sense, it's not a deal. It's more of a contract.”

Contract.

The deal was still a contract, but it was a little different.

Adendorf narrowed his eyes and waited for the next word, and Judas continued with a black smile that he loved so much.

“Here's my proposal: ”

&

The next afternoon.

There is a great commotion among the dwarves gathered at the Federation Hall.

“What?! The Chairman of the Union is gathering people to move? ”

“Why would someone go to buy something? ”

“Wait, more like a migration. You're leaving Argon Harbor? Where, suddenly? ”

I did.

The union leader who sent you to buy the goods returned with the wrong official instead of buying the goods.

Plan for immigration to the North.

Leading the Adendorf family, the Varanto family leaves the south and migrates to the territory of Earl August Viel, located at the exact northern and southern boundaries.

Those who are going with you should submit an immigration application to the Varantos.

“To the North?”

“The Chairman's family is leaving? Throw away the Argon harbor and the head of the union? ”

It couldn't have happened.

The Varantos have been rooted in Argon Harbor for over 200 years now.

How many things have been piled up in the meantime? Just throw them all away.

“But they're really going? I'm already packed. ”

Indeed. The entire Varanto family is preparing to leave for the center, not just packing their bags.

What the hell is this?

What's going on.

And the answer was revealed by a Marindolf from the Varanto family.

“What?! Ancient Dwarf City?! ”

The Sword Seeker, a group of Dwarves seeking the ultimate sword?

The underground city built by one of them, the Black Horn Guild?

I was attracted.

I couldn't help but be attracted.

According to the story, there were many facilities left in the Black Horn Guild.

“The Art of Ancient Dwarves! ”

“Now the lost Shining Civilization! ”

The hearts of the Dwarf craftsmen tremble.

A city of ancient Dwarves.

Living there, you can create new works with the tools of the Ancient Dwarves.

“The Union Master has become the Mayor of the Ancient City. ”

“Of course, then it's worth moving. ”

It was higher than the union leader.

What's more, it's just a city? It was an ancient city of dwarves, nothing else.

“But is it real? None of us have. ”

“No, but it's from a source. Did Earl August Byel lie to you? ”

“That, too. ”

An ancient dragon slayer, the hero of an old country who saved the royal family at the same time.

Such a figure could be deceived into doing this.

“Are we really going? You're leaving Argon Harbor? ”

“Wait, what about the ancient dragon? Who's gonna make the deal? ”

Are you saying that the Chairman of the Original Union has to leave like this without responsibility?

Marindolf gives another message as the dwarves roar.

It was news that the hearts of the Dwarf artisans, even the Magazine family bullets, made the decision to migrate.

“A free supply of ancient dragons? ”

“No, no. Wait, this isn't supply, this is just what we're hired to do. ”

Hired by Earl August Viel.

Lives in the ancient Dwarf city and responds to Earl August Viel's request.

“What about employment? What's different from now anyway? ”

“That, too. ”

After all, I was still in the position to feed the Southern 7th family by completing their quest.

Migration to the center.

The city of ancient Dwarves.

Scales and claws and teeth of the ancient dragon.

“Then we should go. ”

“Yeah, we should go. ”

“Let's go.”

“Gazá!”

Almost all of the Dwarf craftsmen began packing for the migration.

In fact, the Dwarf Workshop, one of the main industries in Argon Harbor, was about to leave in a barrel.

Nature's news spread throughout the South in less than a day, but one of the seven Southern families, the author of Saint Crute, responded more particularly.

“Leave? Go to the center? ”

Dressed in a glamorous and provocative red dress as always, St Crute's jaw blinks with a face that says it's not ridiculous.

I had to.

The Dwarf Workshop was once the food of the writer of Saint Crute.

More specifically, the situation was as follows:

Originally, it was the Earl of Luccia who was earning the most from the Dwarf Workshop.

But the Luchian Earl fell through the Malekith incident.

‘That is, it is now a curiosity that will swallow the whole Dwarf Workshop. ’

But the Dwarf Workshop is completely migrating?

You're leaving the South?

“Can you believe it? What about the deal you made with us? What about all that? ”

“I just signed up and nothing's been done yet, so · · I just pay a penalty fee. ”

“What?”

You broke the contract and now you're paying a penalty.

Although it was natural, this was also embarrassing.

“Did the dwarves turn into a group? What is wrong with you? ”

“That's... ”

Birch of St. Cruise's secretary wriggles his fingers and spreads great rumors about the Dwarf craftsman's union, and Saint Crute's bastard bites his teeth.

“Earl August Viel! You can't do this to us! ”

Technically, the Dwarf craftsmanship union wasn't anyone's property.

But how can it be ripped off like this?

'Cause I feel like it! ’

I want to push it away with the power of the Southern 7th family as usual.

I also want to pose a physical threat to the Dwarves.

But it was impossible.

The enemy was the ancient dragon slayer.

He was a disciple of the Iron Man Randius and a savior of the royal family, and he himself was a transcendent warrior whose position was confirmed by the youngest tithe ever.

What the fuck is all this shit? ’

And your fiancée is an angel? Is he the one who came out of the lore?

"Oh, my God! It's not gonna work. ’

A fiancée is an angel, but a beauty can't be trusted.

Of course, it didn't even work. Earl August Byel's fortune surpassed that of the writer, Saint Crute, when he captured the Ancient Dragon.

“The dwarves? Is there any way to catch them? ”

“But · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“But what? ”

“Can you give me an ancient dragon? · · · Can you give me an ancient dragon?" ”

As the secretary blurs his horse's tail, St. Crewe's jab his chest.

“No, no, no! ”

I was about to acquire the Dwarf Workshop!

It was an ingenious time!

“I'm a little sorry. ”

A completely different place.

Looking back at the direction of the house of the writer of St. Cruet, Jude smiled bitterly and said.

He also knew that the writer of Saint Crute was targeting the Dwarf Workshop.

‘But · · · This is all to save the world. ’

The fight ahead was most likely an all-out war with the devil's followers.

Now he needed a large number of equipment to arm himself and Kordelia, as well as a group.

“It's okay. Bird of Saint Crute was a total jerk. With the power of the family, small merchants just clicked on them and did a lot of nasty things. Even Dwarves would be better off with us. ”

It was a bit of a ruse, but Judas nods.

In fact, every word of Cordelia was famous for the misdeeds of the author of Saint Crute.

“Well, okay. That's enough for a cover. ”

The reasoning of saving the world and the actions of the author of St. Crewe, who usually did it.

Considering the quality of life of the Dwarves here, this choice was the best of its kind.

“Hmph, that's good. ”

If Dwarves start living in an ancient city, the territorial industry will evolve.

If there are many goods coming and going, commerce will also evolve.

"Then the citizens will live well, right? There 'll be more of us. ’

There will be more jobs in the territory.

Of course, it was too simple, but it was also not a very wrong idea.

“Whatever you did, let's move on to the next one."

“Yes, good. ”

Kordelia nods happily at Jude's words and turns to look away in either direction.

Your next goal.

A person who must meet before leaving the South.

‘Legendary famous Cassius. ’

The only man capable of making mythical dragon equipment from the Scales of the Ancient Dragon.

I had to go through a really rough process to meet him who was holed up deep in the south, but Judas and Cordelia had no intention of it.

“You know where it is, right? ”

Where Cassius hides.

“Well, of course I do. It's been a while since I've been on a horse. ”

“Yes, good. Let's go for a ride. ”

Kordelia nods happily, smiling and summoning Phantom Styd.

One, not two, of course.

“Hop in.”

“Yes, Earl. ”

Jude's ahead, Cordelia's behind.

Phantom Styd, who burned the two of you, soared into the air.

&

The End