The Hero in Exile

Bang~bang~bang~

A discordant sound was heard in the sacred dwarf temple that represents the supreme honor.

"Ha, is it going to work? I've been asking for this for quite some time."

Lingyu shook the chain. After the violent beating, it could not be said to be badly damaged, but it could be said to be intact. The chain looked a little newer after hammering. Was it polished?

"It seems that the supreme honor of the dwarves you mentioned is of no use. It seems that I can only inform my friend and ask him to stop cooperating."

Looking at the deflated Bronzebeard, a hint of mockery flashed in Moran's eyes.

But he was mostly surprised but he didn't show it. The Forging Hammer was a real artifact and Bronzebeard himself was quite powerful but he still couldn't shake it in the slightest.

One cannot help but be curious about the origin of this chain that could seal the power of the Demon King and the Warrior, and could maintain its status quo even when the powerful Dwarf King used his divine weapon to beat him with all his strength.

"No, no matter what you say, this thing really can't be opened. Why don't you find someone else?"

Having exhausted all his strength, Bronzebeard sat on the ground, gasping for breath, without caring about his image, and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his gold-threaded cuffs.

The light of the forged hammer gradually dimmed, and the adamantine core that was shining in the hammer just now has now turned into a worthless piece of stone.

Bronzebeard looked at the refined gold core that had turned into waste stone with some pain, took it out and threw it far away.

"Damn it, a small mountain of gold is gone."

Is it so valuable?

Lingyu pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly.

Looking at the slightly reflective chains seemed like a silent irony.

"Let's not waste our energy. It seems like it was an unnecessary decision for us to come all the way here."

Moran was as stubborn as ever, not caring at all about the mockery of his status as the dwarf king.

"Bullshit, if my hammer hadn't used its full power, would this little chain have been able to stop me?"

Moran smiled evilly, it turned out that there was not no solution at all.

"Then how can you make your hammer unleash its full power?"

"If you want the core of the divine blood mine, I can definitely open it with my strength."

Legend has it that during the first war between humans and demons, the angels who came to the human world to help sacrificed their lives and their blood flowed into the earth and was absorbed by the minerals. This mine itself is the rarest mine on this continent, not to mention the core.

"You must be kidding. There is not even one such thing in the world."

"If I say I found one, I just didn't get it in my hands."

Moran looked at Bronzebeard meaningfully. It turned out that he was being tricked on purpose.

He must be unable to deal with the elemental freak of the God Blood Mine, so he deliberately told us about it to ask for our help.

This old fox.

"So this is your purpose. You are really greedy."

"We dwarves are not only blacksmiths but also merchants. Merchants are only interested in profit and are greedy. I am the same, but I am greedy to a great extent. I only feel I have earned something when it benefits the country."

"You've made it sound so good to be greedy." Moran smiled. In a way, he didn't dislike this guy. After all, he and he had the same topic. They were both kings of a country, and he was sure that he couldn't refuse. "So how do you plan to let us help you? You also know that our strength is not as good as before."

"The plan is to have the hero's Reiyu assist us. After all, that damn elemental monster can heal itself with holy light."

Bronzebeard looked at Moran and thought about how to speak more tactfully.

"As for you, Demon Lord, I was tied together and forced to take you with me because of the curse."

"Go to hell, you short, hairy fool with nothing to do except for forging iron."

With Lingyu's comfort and persuasion, Moran finally gave up the "Whack-a-Mole" plan.

After calming down, Moran didn't even look at Bronzebeard, and left the rest of the matters to Lingyu to discuss. Finally, it was decided to meet in the castle in the morning three days later.

The classmate also gave him a token and asked them to go and see what was missing. He would need to personally select soldiers for the expedition in the next few days. Due to the dangerous terrain, he could not bring too many people. It would be best if these people were the elites among the elites and trustworthy, because "accidents" were inevitable in such matters.

……

"This guy has quite a lot of collections, but he spent a lot of money to let us come in and choose by ourselves. I really want to clear out all the collections for him."

"Hey, put away your criminal thoughts."

We came to this collection room through the token. Although the things inside are not as good as those in the "mole's" private hole, these things can cause quite a stir if placed outside.

These equipments are the result of the hard work and wisdom of the dwarves. There is no technology in the world that is more advanced than this. These weapons were originally intended to be kept as a last resort in case the dwarven country encounters danger again. At least that is what Bronzebeard said.

Lingyu suddenly noticed a large silver iron block in the corner. An idea spread in her mind and her heart beat faster. When she got closer to see the thing clearly, she couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

“There’s even this kind of thing?”

"That Bronzebeard guy is really a hidden talent. I don't know how he made it, but it looks like this iron lump is very powerful."

Is this an iron lump?

It's obviously a small Gundam, but this guy doesn't understand the romance of the pre-21st century men at all. Although the gears on it look a little backward, at least it can be seen that it has a prototype.

In this era when magic and faith are prevalent, they are still able to create such epoch-making items. This must be the inheritance and love that comes from the blood of the dwarves.

There were stars twinkling in Lingyu's eyes, and it was very obvious that she liked this piece of iron. Moran felt a little unhappy, but he still spoke in a lazy and rather arrogant tone.

"If you'd like to wait until this is all settled I'll have someone build you one."

"I wonder how long this technology will be ahead of the world. Do you think it can be manufactured?" Lingyu joked in a joking tone, as if she could sense Moran's inner anxiety.

Moran, who was about to make a rebuttal, suddenly thought of his own country.

The scarce resources have been used to make weapons, and the food can barely fill our stomachs. How can we have extra spare money to develop such things? If it could really be made, I wouldn't be here with Lingyu.

"Well, if there is any in the future, I can find a way to exchange it with Bronzebeard."

"I'm just kidding. Seeing this thing reminds me of something I had back home. I'm just a little curious. And I can see that Bronzebeard hasn't finished developing it yet, otherwise he would have taken these things and used them."

After saying this, Moran's tight brows relaxed and his expression eased a lot.

Thinking of the slightly jealous feeling just now, Moran couldn't help but feel a little happy. An idea came to his mind, but he was soon scared by his bold idea.

Lingyu's face turned slightly red and her behavior became quite awkward. She twisted her fingers through her hair and didn't dare to make eye contact.

"I think there's still three days left, so why don't we find some time during these few days to go out and have some fun?"

The girl's tone was full of shyness and anticipation.

Moran's heart tightened and his expression became a little unnatural. Did she just ask me to go on a date with her?