I’m a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

The day after I ran into the guard.

We saved up quite a bit of money, so we headed to Wang Du's weapons store. Of course, to buy my weapon.

There are many lively voices on the boulevard lined with shopping streets, which are still busy today.

"... hey, I feel like I'm getting caught up in something today by a different guard. It's your fault, isn't it?

Contrary to such vibrancy, Sisty says anxiously holding the wand.

"You're out of your mind, right? Nothing. We didn't do anything wrong, and there's no reason to be stared at, right?

"Oh, right. We didn't do anything wrong, did we? The guards are just wary of any bad people today, they just have sharp eyes. No offense."

When I made myself clear, Sisty returned to her normal state of affairs in a relieved manner.

…………

Different guards' gaze is piercing Sisty just now.

That sucks. Definitely because of the dialogue I had with my mouth last night.

I did name it like a sweet treat...... maca...... macaroon.

The guard's macaron would have spoken to his people.

So Sisty has been marked as a cautious person?

Well, I guess it's only a matter of time before I get marked by the guards without having to say that yesterday.

Because the two names I named somehow are outward wizards.

If I'm the guard, I'll check and mark his information first.

The guy with that street name is definitely not a rock guy.

But I tailored Sisty to be a villain to protect myself.

But somehow, I have to delude myself, because it was a course that took me to the jar. I had no choice.

Well, it's not a perfect lie because it's a mix of real things.

It also says in the book that weaving lies and truth is a trick to fool people.

"... the outer passage"

"Hmm? Outside roads?

I squeal the two letters of the street name, but Sisty just tilts her little neck and looks up at this one.

Luckily, Sisty is right, she doesn't realize her street name.

If you knew such a disgraceful street name, you'd be sensitive to these keywords.

Looks like you'll be fine without even making a big fuss about this.

"No, it's nothing. Let's get to the weapons store."

We came through Shopping Street to the weapons store.

Small buildings are lined with narrow areas and many weapons.

Swords, axes, daggers and spears erected against walls. They range from boneless to decorative.

Perhaps a weapon carefully placed on a shelf or inside, or securely secured to a wall, is an expensive weapon. It is placed most prominently in the store.

I lean against the wall and take the long sword hanging from the wall.

That's light. It's not a dagger, and it could be heavier.

When I pull it out of the sheath and swing it to try it, the sound of the phone ripping air rings, and the weapon hanging from the wall falls in its aftermath.

"Hey, I'm in a bit of trouble, customer! You can do it outside if you want!

"Su, excuse me"

I'll bow my head to the clerk who's a little pretty and put the fallen weapon back on me.

I'm glad I'm not the one who's going to say compensation or something when it breaks.

"Duke's idiotic powers will make you feel that way."

Across the street, Sisty, with the spear in her hand, says in tears.

To see how he was holding his head down with one hand, he said a spear that was standing on the wall fell down and hit him in the head.

"Ha, bad bad"

When I apologize with a laugh, Sisty hangs the spear back on the wall with a grunt like, "Ha, no, no."

Still, this long sword is light for appearance. Actually, the contents can be skulls, right?

Looking at the price hung on the wall,

"Millions of cults!? Such a weapon!?

It's more expensive than my 800,000 cults!? What the hell are they made of?

"What is this!? Or it's a long sword in both hands..."

The clerk reacts quite a bit to the fact that we are the only customers in the store and we are free.

Gently put the long sword back on the wall, me wandering around the store.

After all, Durahan's doesn't weigh enough for me to shake a normal weapon.

That's a heavy sword choice here. I bought the stripping knife during this time so I don't need it.

When I walked to the back, I saw a sword hanging from the wall with a martial bone.

Wouldn't it be as long as my height? It looks like it could be about thirty centimeters wide. It emits a dull light which gives it a good sense of weight.

Next door was Sisty, who apparently had finished looking at it.

The cane is not in this weapons store. Sisty's main shopping product would be a substitute for a magic prop store.

I grab a boneless sword.

I felt this in my hand, backwards of the appearance of weight.

Trying to lift it so it doesn't look bare doesn't change. It's like even a wooden stick is swinging.

"…… Duke has the sword like a stick of wood."

"It's light, isn't it? You want me to take it?

When I gave him the sword, Sisty slipped back softly.

"A magnificent wizard like me can't have a sword."

I wonder what. Don't get angry when Sisty tells you to be a dignified wizard right now.

I'm driven by the urge to push the sword like this and force it to hold, but the next time I make a scene, I'm going to be kicked out, so I'll stop.

Then I tried to hold the sword from one end of the store and make a bare gesture outside the store, but it all didn't work out.

"You can't do that either."

"Oh, it's too light. I'd prefer one that weighs more."

I want to choose this place without compromise because it is a weapon that deposits my life.

"Why don't you ask the clerk to introduce you to the other stores? There's got to be some kind of weapon shop that deals with heavier swords."

I asked the clerk as Sisty suggested. Anyway, he wants a heavy sword.

So there's a place that came exactly as it says on the map that I got.

"…… Dwarf workshop. Dwarf runs a weapons store. I can't believe we're being led to Dwarf's weapons store."

In this place off the boulevard, I heard the sound of iron striking here and there, and the fury and cursing of wild men far beyond that.

It feels more like a blacksmith or an iron mill than a weapons dealer.

I guess there's a blacksmith and an arms dealer adjacent here.

"Oh? Are you human? This is a Dwarf weapon shop, isn't it? What the hell are you doing here?

As we entered the Dwarf Workshop, a Dwarf came to us quickly.

A man who was only about the height of Sisty's chest and grew a mustache that was still in the shape of a barrel. A typical dwarf. A fantasy race.

He had a hammer on his shoulder about twice his height.

Yes, a dwarf is a species that has so much power that it doesn't suit its small shape.

Because of this, Dwarf weapons are quite heavy and cannot even be lifted by ordinary people?

The store clerk was extreme when he suddenly told me to go to the Dwarf specialist weapons store. Was it hard?

"I'm looking for a heavy sword. I went around the weapons store on Main Street, but they were all light. Then they introduced me here."

Gently explaining how I got here, Dwarf said, "Oh?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, you, take this."

Dwarf gave me the hammer on my shoulder all the time.

I take it with one hand and shake it gently.

"Ooh, this is easy to use because it weighs some! It's still light though."

It is still a little light, but it feels like it is shaking far more than earlier.

"I can't believe I held my parent's hammer with one hand..."

"Same dwarf? A monster? '

"I didn't know humans would wave with one hand. Are you really a human?

Seeing how I shake a boom, Dwarf says with a bitter smile.

"To, to, it's up to you to be human!

"Why are you panicking there?"

All of a sudden, you're going to drop the hammer because you're going to say something that's at the core.

Even if I have it all the time, it's out of the way, so I'll just return the hammer to Dwarf.

"It's too powerful for a human being, so I thought it might be Dwarf's blood."

Excuse me. It's a demon of armor that doesn't even go through normal blood.

"Is there such a slutty dwarf"

"Shall I borrow your face for a second? Ask him what he thinks about Dwarves."

As much as I would like you to lend me your face. I don't have one here anyway.

That's how the Dwarf man showed me the way to the basement.

Apparently the place I was earlier was a blacksmith making weapons.

The room was lit with a magical orange light, suspiciously illuminating the array of weapons.

"Was it Duke? What weapon are you trying to use?

"The Great Sword."

"If it's the Great Sword, it's this way. Follow me."

As I followed Dwarf, I found that this basement was surprisingly large.

When I glance at the back, I'm still branching off. How far is it?

"You're pretty big."

"There are a lot of guys here who like to build weapons. It's hard to keep it."

Dwarves somewhere proud to answer my whining words.

The voice sounds pretty loud because of the loud voice.

"Right here."

As the dwarf stopped and turned on the lights, a large sword was hanging on the side of the wall.

"" Ooh, ooh. ""

We are overwhelmed by many weapons far more than Wang Du's stores and inadvertently leak our voices.

Or you're making too many dwarves.

Now, I'll try to get close to the wall wondering how much it is, but Sisty stays put.

"What's wrong?

Sisty's free, too. Though I thought I would see it as close as I did earlier.

"No, this is all a heavy weapon specializing in Dwarves, isn't it? If one of these falls, I'm dead. I'm here, so make up your mind."

And a little blue-faced Sisty.

Well, I guess all the weapons hanging here are over a hundred kilometers. Die at the time you lean on me.

"Do you have a sword that weighs as much as a hammer just now? I'd prefer something heavier than a hammer if I could."

"If it's heavier than my hammer, it's a lot less, right? Even Dwarves won't be able to hold it."

"Hey, have you let me have something that heavy instead of greeting you!? I don't know anything, if you were proud of your normal powers you wouldn't be able to withstand the weight and die!?

"No, I thought you were a proud man of your power when you were in good shape. I thought I could get rid of him quickly. Well, I'll help you before you die."

haha laughing dwarf. How many power brags have been sacrificed?

"Steady, a big sword heavier than that hammer... only a heavy one like that idiot... hmm? Oh, there it is! And a very heavy story...... the Great Sword!

"Hey, you just tried to call me a story weapon"

"Over here! Follow me."

I ignored this dwarf.

Then as I moved further back, I came to an open room.

I no longer feel like I can go back to the ground without a dwarf. No, well, the lights are on where I came from, so I'm fine. Besides, I'm undead, so I can have a dark vision.

"This is him!

And Dwarf turned on the lights, and took the cloth which he had put upon the thing that sitteth in the center.

Then, there was a great sword that pierced the pedestal.

What is this? Sounds like a holy sword that the chosen and brave pull out. Hey.

"It's a special weapon made of Adamantite! He was the one who made it out of booze momentum when he got a ton of Adamantite. It's too heavy for anyone alone. Therefore, in the aftermath of alcohol, pride of power has become a tool to compete."

"That's stupid, you guys."

"Ugh!

Dwarves shouted all the time spitting at my candid sentiments. Hey, it's here in the basement, so the sound echoes, so shut up.

"But, well, you don't hate this kind of playfulness. Don't leave it in the arsenal just because you can't have it, but you can also like the fact that you're playing with it on the pedestal."

"Oh, you know what I mean. It is modeled after the sword that the hero pulled out in the gaga story. As a matter of fact, there is also a restraint on the patterns and letters carved on the pedestal..."

"Come on, take it."

Sisty's words to water as we speak.

We stared at each other and sighed heavily.

"" … This is why the woman is here. ""

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Forgive the fierce Sisty, and I'll head to the pedestal as soon as possible.

The angle of the dwarf's elaborate lights makes the big sword, slightly facedown from the ground, cool and reflective of light.

What a hateful performance. I know.

Quickly I reach for the pattern of the Great Sword, grip it, and pull it up with all my strength.

The pedestal sounds like a cage from the bottom, and gradually his body rises.

That's the Great Sword of Dwarves made of Adamantite. You have a medium weight.

But it weighs just enough from me, who is Durahan.

"Oh, oh! You'd get out! Duke!"

Dwarf shouts like he's excited.

I'm a man who knows, so I won't pull it off lightly.

I can pull it out little by little.

Seeing how I am, Sisty has a frigid eye, but ignores it.

Because this is a man's romance.

"Duke!"

"I know!

Enough space was raised. Now is the time to pull it out!

Use your hand to pull out the sword at once.

Then a glowing body of silver made a sharpening noise and appeared on the ground.

But that's not all Dwarf means.

I swung my powerful sword overhead with one hand.

The tip of my tall silver sword shines a cool light on the magic prop.

Then there was silence on the field for about five seconds, and then we leaked our words.

"" …… perfect. ""

"............... I don't know what that means"