Running Away From The Hero!

# 2 Their Reason: What kind of Dwarf Reason

It's beautiful.

The more I looked at the sword, the more I felt.

I always thought it was beautiful but it was always a new feeling.

What do you want me to say?

A glowing iron polish and veil.

Every time I touch my sword, I feel like I'm crying.

“No... I love it more... but I can't express it... ”

I felt every time I saw the finished work, but I couldn't explain it with my mouth.

It wasn't because I made it.

It's because I always think it's beautiful even when I see other people's work.

Creation is beautiful.

A sword with sharp technique is beautiful, and a long spear has its own beauty.

Sleek curved bows are charming, and large, clumsy but unique shields have aesthetics unlike any other weapon.

Axes, halberds, maces, and more each have their own charm.

Make it my hand.

I am proud to be born with the fates of an artisan.

I can't believe I made such beautiful things myself!

I thought I could understand why the gods loved the creatures of the earth.

I can't help loving these lovely creatures.

“Now, wait a little longer. ”

The work of sharpening the blade was the most important of the polishing operations.

If making a sword with a blacksmith is the work of creating life, it is the work of raising a sword that brings life to life.

This work is really important.

Soul the weapon!

As an artisan, it was more important than anything else.

So no one will stand in the way of this.

I know the importance of this because everyone is an artisan Dwarf.

Bang!

Under no circumstances.

Bang!

Because I have the soul of an artisan.

Bang!

I'm not giving up on anything!

Bang!

“Is something wrong...? ”

There is a constant thumping noise.

I keep hearing sounds while I'm still distracted.

It was evidence that I was lacking as an artisan.

I can't believe I can't concentrate on this.

The elders were ecstatic, even if there was a dragon by their side.

Not enough.

We're not even close to the elders yet.

“We need to focus.”

You pick up your sword and millstone again for polishing.

Now then...

“That Hectare is running wild with his iron bars! ”

“SiX!”

You throw a millstone and a sword and raise the decorated weapon around a corner.

“Oh, where are you! ”

It was an emergency. We had to run now.

Building a sword day?

It's not necessary.

What is so important about the spirit of a weapon?

My body and soul need to exist so I can put my soul into a weapon or not!

“Across the tribal corridor! ”

As soon as I listened, I ran away in the opposite direction.

We must not fight the metal man or the creature.

No, we can't fight them, even if they're inanimate.

That's common sense in Dwarves.

There won't be a fool to think he's going to support the elders.

With that evidence, a lot of people were jumping to where I was headed.

The Elders are respectful... But there's nothing a normal Dwarf can do about it.

It's like picking irons.

That's why so many Dwarves are running away.

A Dwarf who doesn't know that is not a Dwarf.

“Huh?"

There can't be a dwarf who doesn't know that.

It's because all the elders of the Dwarf twelve tribes gathered to see the power of the iron ingots when the iron ingots were first born.

That day's work is becoming legendary.

No Dwarf knows that.

Especially if you're a dwarf from the Black Anvil who made it and demonstrated it!

“This……. ”

It's a trap.

As soon as I realized it, I ran to the other side of the road.

Yeah, let's say he shows up at Hector's with an evil hand.

Then who is the Dwarf I'll meet first?

The elders, of course.

Then, who should be the first to deal with Hectare when he strikes the iron bars apart?

The answer is simple.

The elders who were talking to him.

Hectare was stirring up chaos in the first place because he didn't have a good conversation with the Elders.

In other words, the tribal route to the elders must be where Hectare is wreaking havoc.

“You don't have to tell me... …. ”

Hectare is strong.

Blessed by the God of Earth and Fire, he had a strong body. As a blacksmith, he wielded a hammer, wielded a perfect sword, and was acknowledged by our trained Dwarves.

He lacked strength, but had the skills to surpass it, and he was not one who would never win, but he was one who would never kill.

And he's holding a bull 's-eye.

The second leading cavalry made by our clan.

Honestly, I wanted to give first place, but I was given second place because I still didn't kill the creatures.

It was also the ranking of the Black Anvil family's belief that they would not make tools for killing.

Well... As time goes by, there's an opinion that you should improve to 1st place.

“The more time we have, the better. ”

Why do you think Hectare is on the other side of the town hall?

To lead us to the Town Hall and fight Hectare.

An edifice to save the elders.

He deliberately led us in the opposite direction because he thought we were running away.

Would they lie to us if they thought the elders and the elders would win the battle?

That can't be right.

Hetagreg is really weak in stamina and strength compared to Dwarves, but his skills are top notch.

The dwarves' defeat is confirmed as soon as he hears an unacceptable iron picking in his hand.

We have strength and stamina, but we lack the skills to fight.

Perhaps the elders are trying to escape us by sacrificing us.

Well, I don't blame it.

Didn't Hector tell you that?

The fundamental ingredient of a soldier is to deceive the enemy. So why are you fooling me?

Yes, the deceivers are wrong.

So it's all your fault that you're going where Hector is!

And my predictions were accurate.

Tsk, tsk!

“Shhhhh!”

I can see the Elder leaping out the window and Hectare running out the window behind him.

“Why break expensive glass, Elder! ”

“Don't, stop! Stop him! ”

The Elder told us to run in his own direction, but there was no dwarf to stop Hector.

“D, run! ”

“Dammit! Fooled you! ”

“Why, why is Hectare the Devil's Touch here! ”

Head for the dwarves who start jumping from instantaneous direction.

“As expected, loyal dwarves! The Elder of Honor is here to greet you! ”

Hectare wags his iron fist with a smile.

“Rrrrgh!”

“Sa, help me! ”

“Ugh!”

A silver trail appears.

Six dwarves were killed with a single swing of iron.

What was even more frightening was that it wasn't Hectare's technology.

“Go, metal bucket! In the meantime, show them how much you've polished tentacles! ”

The moment Hectare shouts, the metal whipped up like a whip begins to tear apart.

“Shhh!”

“Shhh, no! ”

“Sa, help me! Mom!"

Hectare was fair.

I did not distinguish between men and women, and did not distinguish between young and old, and children.

You attack everyone fairly... with increasingly thinning iron.

“H-help me.... ”

Approximately 10 meters ahead.

I couldn't help those who desperately reached out and asked for salvation.

“I'm sorry. ”

I had to run with all my strength while I was feeding.

If I had noticed it a little later, it would have been me instead of him being dragged there.

“Shhhhh!”

A moment later, the terrible scream of the man who asked me for help rang out.

I want to cover my ears.

But we don't even have time for that.

Now you must use your breast-feeding strength to flee the attack zone of Hectare and Iron Paw!

“Hah... Hah... Hah... ”

How long has it been?

The moment I felt the screams drifting away, my legs became weak.

At that moment, I look up at the person who caught me.

“Huff… huff… huff…. ”

“Are we done with the birds...? ”

It was the question of the man who caught me.

“Garrett, you're alive. ”

“I got lucky. ”

According to Garrett, he made a shield until dawn and briefly opened his eyes and heard that Hectare had appeared.

I heard it too late and couldn't get near the tribal corridor, so I was able to survive.

“I didn't expect Hectare.... ”

“What's going on here? ”

“I don't know……. The important thing is that Hectare is hunting Dwarves separately. ”

Hectare was a clever man.

I've come up with a bunch of tools that we didn't even think of.

These are not ordinary tools.

They were exceptional enough to select a human as the honorary elder of a dwarf.

Such a human wouldn't have suddenly caused such a commotion.

That means the elders provided a billy....

“It must have been a riot because it didn't go well with the Elder. ”

“The elders? You know Hector better than anyone. ”

“That's what's more troubling me. ”

He was the three elders of our clan who gave Hectare the name Hectare and the nickname Evil Hand.

I conceived a brilliant skill, a weapon of my clan's aspirations, and I gave the name of my clan's old hero Hectare to the public who saved them, and after realizing the dangers of his nature and iron picking, I called him evil hand length.

Those elders refused Hectare's request.

“Did he ask us to fight together under an evil god's rule? ”

“Hectare can do it! ”

He can easily be trusted even if he is the servant of an evil god.

It is because Hectare was evil and vicious.

“It's hard to fight under an evil god, no matter how hard it is. ”

“Yes. We are proud dwarves. ”

“But if you keep beating irons apart and blackmailing them.... ”

“We can move on. ”

Those who have been taken are hopeless.

We are the only survivors of the Black Anvil.

That way, Garrett and I were sadly forced to make up our minds.

“Let's run.”

“You better be!”

I need to find another clan nearby first.

Nearby Dwarves are a clan of gray gloves and a clan of white flames.

Unlike the Red Hammer clan, they are good friends with the two clans, so they will accept us.

“Then let's get out of here. ”

“Yes. An evil hand may lay hold of us! ”

After a short break, the three of us stood up at the same time…….

“Huh?"

“Huh?"

“Huh?”

Three...?

“Stop, no way! ”

“Shhh!”

It was a very fleeting moment.

Screams that are heard as you twist your whole body and pull yourself out.

“Sa, save……. Rrrrgh!”

“Ah... ah... ”

Unlike me, Garrett, who couldn't avoid the silvery girl, begins to make an incredible scream that the Dwarf made.

“P-please…. ”

My legs are loose.

Dodging an attack just before was really a coincidence.

That silver-colored girl... My body wasn't listening as soon as I saw the iron picking.

All I can do is ask for mercy.

“I'm fine.”

Looking at me like that, the girl in silver smiled brightly.

“The owner always says... but he doesn't die. ”

“Oh, no! ”

“Yes!”

You can't hear Garrett's screams, but the iron fist strikes.

The whitening vision of the first attack, and the screams that erupt from the mouth.

I felt like I wasn't me, and I just felt endless pain, and I lost my memory for a moment.

And so the Black Anvil was taken over by the evil hand of Hectare.