Middle-aged Adventurer Kein’s Good Deed

He is taken by the Great King of Dwarves across the city of the vast underground pit of Mount Orihalcon where the Dwarves live.

To get there, Kane claps up a little bit because it was the blacksmith's workshop for some reason when he thought it was between sights or somewhere.

But the witch Maya, who came with me, raised her voice to her surprise.

"Ko, this golden floor (I wonder where), possibly Adamantite? This hammer over here, is it Orihalcon? Tools for blacksmiths are too awesome."

Maya says so, but Kane doesn't come with a pin.

Apparently, inviting him to his workshop is Dwarf's best courtesy.

Some races are unusual.

"The Great King, who binds the Dwarf clans, is what makes the world's best blacksmith for generations. I'm honored to be invited to this great Vulcan workshop."

"Ha..."

"Which, the people there. Show me your sword."

As they say, Kane offers the sword of Mithril.

"Again... this is a divine sword"

"Uh, no. I think it's just a Mithril sword."

"That's true, but okay. It's going to be a long story, so let me get you a light drink now."

It was the honey wine (mead) brought to you by your Dwarf on the orders of the Great Vulcan.

Suddenly, it seems like a heavily drunk dwarf is behaving like alcohol to a customer.

"It's delicious."

That's right, the Great King's drink.

I've never had such fine honey wine (mead).

It's a mouthful that Kane can use, so it's delicious.

Even so, Vulcan apparently served less alcoholic liquor, taking into account Kane.

"Huhahaha, do people come in the middle of Dwarf's castle, give their only weapon to their opponents, and even drink it up to the booze served? How dare you? Aren't you afraid of me?

The Vulcan, laughing so much, looks at Kane as he explores him.

"At first I thought you were horrible, but if you were really scared, everyone wouldn't admire you as much as that."

When Kane told me that he thought he was really a kind king, the Vulcan looked like he had been emptied.

"Hmm, you're an immeasurable man."

That being said, the Great King of Dwarves thinks in with a hand rubbing his long beard.

"Vulcan Great. So, I'm talking about diplomacy with the elves."

That's the real deal.

Maya cuts it out that way, and the Great King tells him to "drink and wait a minute" and disappears into the back of the workshop with Kane's Mithrill sword and hammer that he received.

I wondered what I was going to do, and I could hear him hammering and waving.

Kane and Maya look at each other, wondering if it's a blacksmith job to keep customers waiting.

Less than an hour later, the Great King came out with such a fine sword as he had never seen.

It glitters like a star.

"This is"

"It's your sword. Just a little bit of power. Here it is."

"Yes!"

"I can't help but be surprised. I've never seen you born with a Mithril sword before."

He says the care of the three divine swords in the world can't even be done by a renowned Dwarf blacksmith, all trained by the Vulcan Great himself.

This sword Kane is holding will be the fourth divine sword in the world.

"Is this what you call a divine sword?

"That's right. Though inferior in material to other divine swords, I feel the power of two pillars of God. Did I say Kane or did I ever touch the power of God?

"Yes."

I know too much.

If it were two pillars, would it be Artena the Good God and Ludo the Spirit God?

The Great King nodded as he looked over Kane's face.

"Again?"

Maya quickly adds.

"Mr. Kane was sworn in by the Virgin Sephilia as a good man and fought against the evil gods and the demon king Dustard. I'm not convinced the sword is a divine sword."

Just here, Maya, trying to raise Kane's stock.

If we do so, negotiations will also be advantageous.

"What the hell is a good man?"

"I don't know about that, either, but you're a good guy because you get the protection of Artena, the god of goodness. Ms. Kane succeeds in purifying the evil gods that Princess Anna couldn't even win"

"You know who that sword princess Anastrea couldn't defeat! Hmm, Master Artena is the name of God I've never even heard of, but would you call him the Good God Sword (Artenasword)?"

With that said, the Great King inscribed the name Good God Sword (Altenasword) on the center of the sword (Nabasket) as the finish.

"Vulcan Great. Thank you for forging my sword."

"No, that's not good. More than that, you... no, I'm asking you to do me a favor in anticipation of a good man given a divine sword."

"Please"

"Oh, as the Great King of Dwarves, let's apologize for the inconvenience of the response so far. Please save the people of Dwarf."

With that said, the Great bowed his head deeply toward Kane.