Master’s Smile

Dolph's hammer is not just a hammer.

It is a weapon that has almost the same performance as the Devil's Sword, called the Hammer.

His hammer was called a "bursting hammer."

Literally, it is a vicious hammer that explodes a slapped subject.

Its destructive power is immense, and that is why it is one of the top weapons on this continent as well.

"Ha... ha..."

Dolph was breathing heavily on his shoulders as he watched where the smoke rose.

There is also a surprise sweat floating all over my face.

The 'Blast Hammer' is indeed a mighty magic hammer.

But there was a tremendous drain of magic for that matter.

The Demon Sword class generally requires the user to consume a large amount of magic power, but among them, "bursting hammers" were many things that compelled him to consume magic.

Furthermore, the user, Dolph, is a dwarf.

If you are an elf with excellent magic, you can use multiple explosions. For Dolph, a dwarf who is not so good at magic, you will be squeezed most of your power in one blow.

Well, on the contrary, the elves don't have enough arm strength to wield a 'burst hammer'.

"Phew...... haha! A little too much...?

It was Dolph laughing at first, but sweating.

The next sweat did not come from the use of 'bursting hammers', but from guilt.

Because it's not about blowing up Schwartz.

I sympathize with the position of a slave, but he is more of an enemy than he has been pointing his sword at. Mercy is useless.

What worries him is this present occasion.

"Ugh..."

"Yes, I'm here..."

"What are you doing, Long..."

Dead bodies. Exactly, the word was appropriate for the status quo.

The warriors of the Elves and Dwarves, who were in such a fierce riot, did not stand alone.

All of them, caught in that explosion, fell and lay on the ground.

And the dwarves, the companions of Dolph, are also nigh.

"... Ha-ha-ha!!

"Don't try to trick me into laughing... ghhh"

The last Dwarf warrior to pass out in bad shape.

"Blasting Hammer" is a tremendously aggressive hammer, but very difficult to handle for that matter.

Besides, Dolph has a bold personality that doesn't care about details.

It would also be helpless to make an attack that would blow up all your allies.

"As it were, well, this war is our win. So forgive me..."

Dolph tries to deceive himself by saying so.

But the war wasn't over yet.

"- No, it's my win, isn't it?

A woman who appeared out of the smoke.

While I received that intensely destructive 'bursting hammer' in its closest proximity, it was only damaged enough to have some dirt on my maid's clothes.

"Huh... Huh!?

Dolph's body is slashed diagonally.

"Oh...?

It was Schwart who tilted his neck.

Speak to Dolph as he waves his bloody sword.

"I attacked you with the intention of breaking your body... you're sturdy"

"Huh... Because it's sturdy..."

Dolph laughs furiously as he holds the wound by his hand.

It was slashed flashy, but the wound wasn't that deep.

With this much, it will still be possible enough to continue the fight.

"... can I ask why you were safe?

"Oh, sure, that attack was very surprising. If it was just me, maybe they would have done it."

Neither is Schwart going to hide that prevented way.

Rather, I wanted to show it off.

"I didn't prevent that attack on my own. You protected me."

Schwartz looks back with a troll of eyes, like he is being fevered.

There stood a master with a gentle grin that had not fallen to the ground in the wake of that explosion and remained unchanged from before.

"Is that what prevented my 'bursting hammer' from attacking...?

Dolph couldn't believe it.

From a muscular self, too unreliable a good man.

That a man like that totally prevented a hammer blow?

Chevalt brags more happily about his chest than he talks about himself.

"The master put up a wall of magic before me in that moment. Thanks to you, I don't have a scratch. As slaves, it means we can still serve in this body."

The master had a stunned look on Schwart's last words, but he couldn't afford Dolph to do that.

"(Come on, I don't know what to do...)"

Using 'Blast Hammer' again is quite difficult.

Before this war began, I used to work in mines, using magic, and there was no magic left.

If you squeeze it, you'll be able to use the burst again or so, but then it's time you can't move completely this time.

Again, if the master prevents you, he will kill you where you can no longer move.

Dolph, who was thinking about the tactics to be taken, thinks there is a fuss.

"... dude. You're fighting to protect that man, aren't you?

"Yes, it is the slave (me) who kills the fool (the worm) across the blade."

"... so. From the explosion earlier, he said he protected you."

"Yes, you have completely protected it"

Hearing this far, Dolph is finally getting good at it.

"What? You guys feel like you're doing well out there?

"Yes, my master and I are in the best subordinate relationship"

Dolph realizes he had a misguided anger here.

I just thought the master was forcing Schwartz into slavery and squirming as much as he wanted.

In fact, many of those who possess slaves would be committing such disregard for human rights.

But the two in front of me, they don't apply to that.

If you look closely, Schwart, who is supposed to be a slave, has a very happy and blind look on his face when he sees his master.

This would not be the kind of face that a battered slave would show his husband.

Instead, sometimes my husband, the master, was showing confusion.

"... Ha! I'm pretty sure I was wrong."

But you can't just stop fighting when you realize that.

Because this battle is unbeatable even for Dwarves.

"I won't help you anymore, but I'll still have you fighting! We Dwarves want to win both Elves!!

Dolph shakes up the 'burst hammer' and cuts it off.

The power of the warrior was strong enough to atrophy the relative.

However, it does not work on Chevalt.

Hearing Dolph speak, Schwart shakes his neck to the side.

"No, unfortunately..."

"Ah!? Can't you fight anymore?

"Yes."

To Schwart's words, Dolph tilts his neck.

Can't fight? Why?

Schwart hasn't suffered a single injury. Because the master completely protected me.

As far as that faceless look goes, there will still be room.

Instead, it's Dolph who can't afford it.

I lost most of my magic power, and my friends, who are supposed to rely on me, have blown themselves away, and now I'm in a dream.

"Well, the only thing I can't fight is-- you are,"

"- Ah?"

Dolph did not express his anger at the thought of Schwart's words as provocation.

I simply couldn't hear it.

"(Why are you talking in such a small voice all of a sudden? Tell me more about it.... Is that it? Why is my vision distorted...?

Dolph fell to the ground unaware of the anomalies that were happening to him.