Evade The Hero and Flee!

Chapter 313

Chapter 313 

33. This too shall pass (6)

The dwarves’ actions are strange.

“Have they come?”  

“The construction is almost finished.”

“The honorary elder only needs to stay still.”

“That’s right. We cannot allow dirt to touch the honorary elder’s hands.”

“We will finish all this work. The honorary elder only needs to rest.”

– They say they are working hard, what’s strange about that?

– Of course it’s strange that they say they are working hard. 

– Why?

– Because there’s no reason for it.

Labor is always unpleasant work. 

No matter how much you like something, the moment it becomes your job you will realize – ah, work is work.

No matter how much you like it, when you become a pro it’s tough!

Just like kids who love games and aspire to become pro gamers, but end up frustrated. 

Or illustrators who love drawing and go pro, but end up frustrated.

Or writers who enjoy writing, but suffer from deadlines every day…  No, like a writer!

– That sounds really real huh?

– Right?

For some reason I really empathized with that last part. 

Well, it’s no big deal.

– That’s why those guys must be up to something else if they are suddenly working so hard!

– Why do you think so? My dad’s dwarves could just be working hard. Have some faith!

– Yes, I believe in dwarves. And an ax that you believe in will get your feet hurt.

– Ugh!

So I don’t trust dwarves. 

Let’s assume they are after my neck.

What could the dwarves possibly do in this situation?

First, the worst case scenario.  

There have been times when the dwarves colluded with the empire. 

Earlier, Princess Yugrasia herself told me she had various demi-humans including dwarves under surveillance.

Of course, in this case the empire doesn’t know, but the dwarves infiltrated secretly through their hidden passages.

Since they had blocked entry and exit of dwarves afterwards, the busy empire dealing with the Demon King probably didn’t notice.  

Well… If they suddenly started building walls it would seem suspicious, but still.

Of course, as precautionary measures during construction all merchant entry was prohibited.  

Goods and trade would happen outside the walls, and we notified that there would be no trade in case of any issues.

Since all dwarves really need is food and liquor anyway.  

Checking the storehouses, there was enough food for 1-2 years of abundance, and with rationing it could last 3 years.

No matter how much it’s the empire, with the geographic position of dwarves as a race it can’t be easy to penetrate.  

Even if something happens the ones with power would need to come, and by the time they arrive the walls would be near completion.

As powerful as the anti-demon king weapons! Not even dragons could easily penetrate these walls!  

They may seem at hero-level on combat power scales, but still, dragons are dragons.

Unless they are mutant heroes or Demon Kings, dragons are still the undisputed strongest beings on land! What could penetrate walls that could stop even dragons!

– Seems like master has a lot of them nearby?

– Umm… I see…?

Did I imagine a dozen people flashing through my mind just now?

I must have imagined it right?

It has to be my imagination.  

– It’s not your imagination is it?

– Maybe the Demon King is actually preserving the balance of the world.  

Technology, weakness, and hard work – That is mankind’s trademark.  

Humans overcome their limitations with technology and effort!  

That is the trait of humans, and why there are so many of them.

Of the 12 tribes, the dwarves of the Black Anvil tribe living here numbered just over 300.  

Not all members of the tribe live here, but even if you combine the entire tribe’s members it doesn’t surpass 1,000.  

Taking the Black Anvil as average, the total dwarf population is around 12,000 at most.  

That’s about the population of a small human territory.  

Elves have higher numbers than dwarves but are still few. Beastmen have more than them but even combined can match a human kingdom at most.  

Yet balance was maintained because average combat power of other races was much higher, and if it collapsed, the gods intervened.   

But now humans have become far too powerful.  

That hero alone fought and subdued a dragon, an ancient one at that. And Mirea easily captured that hero!  

Under Mirea there are people comparable to heroes. If they want they can go dragon hunting!  

At this level the Demon King is not destroying the world, but maintaining its balance!

-… You’re right.

Even the great metal bat must admit it.

Damn! This won’t do.  

I requested walls that could stop even dragons and was at ease thinking the dwarves were working as planned, but at this level humans could probably ram down those walls with pure physical strength!  

Look, [ ; ; ]! Humans are not as weak as you say!

“Dharman!”  

“Yes honorary elder.”

First I called Dharman who has been professing loyalty after conceding to the metal bat.

“What are the elder dwarves doing?”

“The elders are making weapons to install on the walls.”  

“I see.”  

Come to think of it, I requested the metal bat to make all kinds of weapons including ballistas, magical devices, etc.  

I remember asking for magical cannons we used well on the demon continent.  

If completed we could build walls to fight even dragons.

“Dharman, gather all the elders. It’s nothing urgent so don’t interrupt their work.”  

I decided to check progress on weapon production and give additional instructions.  

An hour later the elders arrived faster than expected.  

Seeing them I smiled.  

“Good work.”  

I praised them for genuinely working hard, but their reaction was unexpected.

“W-what did we do wrong?”

“If we made a mistake, scowl instead of smiling!”  

“Is progress too slow? I will work harder!”

– What is the master’s image?

-This isn’t my fault, is it? 

I just laughed innocently, yet I get this kind of reaction. No matter how much I was trained in an evil organization, I still feel a little hurt.

“Have I done something wrong? I just said I was working hard.”

But the generous me endured it. I could hit them with the metal bat, but considering their labor, it would be more beneficial to endure and think about the future.  

However, 

“How could that be?” 

“We’re working hard on weapons, what wrong have we committed?”

“That’s right. We dwarves like making weapons!”

The elders who hastily spat out a word were very suspicious. 

Especially the last words ignored the ideology of the Black Anvil clan. The Black Anvil clan don’t even make weapons, let alone for killing!

“Is that so?”

But there was no need to say it directly. There was no need to give the impression that I was doubting unnecessarily.

Just secretly step on their backs to obtain clear evidence. 

After that, it was just a matter of hitting them even harder.

“I just wanted to know how much progress has been made on the weapons I had designed.”

Things like ballistas existed in this world too, but magic cannons and demon continent magic cannons weren’t.

In the case of magic cannons, there were similar weapons, but compared to the grand magic cannons of the magic tribes with inherently more magic than the human standard, the difference was like shotguns and howitzers. In the case of divine machines, gunpowder had to be replaced with magic.

Of course, I, who didn’t know 1 degree about the structure of human-standard magic cannons and gunpowder-using divine machines, could only tell them roughly what kind of shape they were in and what kind of power they could exert.

It’s literally at the level of JinX asking for items from DoXemon!

However, our excellent XraeX dwarves readily accepted my request at the level of District X.

“In the case of magic cannons, we found records that dwarves made similar things in the past, so they are almost completed.”

“The thing called the divine machine is also almost completed. Having to shoot arrows with magic is a very troublesome task, but being able to shoot hundreds of arrows in one shot is certainly an advantage.”

“As for the ballista, we make it from time to time so we have completed it.”

As expected, dwarves, as expected Black Anvil clan.

“Is that so…?”

Was it because they didn’t notice that I was doubting them at all?

The dwarf elders had a look on their faces as if they had succeeded in turning the conversation perfectly.

“That’s right. This much isn’t even work for the elders of our Black Anvil.”

“Of course. How long have we been hammering iron?”

“Easy! Easy!”

Seeing them speak so confidently, I laughed. 

A clan of craftsmen!

Even though they lived for hundreds of years, they couldn’t notice that I doubted them as their master!

– How angry would the dads be if they knew they were being treated like fools by their master…

– Wouldn’t they be less angry than knowing that the weapon that calls them dad is actually an evil god? 

The dwarves would also choose to live as fools over unleashing an evil god on the ground.

“Oh, and there was one more thing I wanted to say.”

“What is it?”

“Just say it.” 

“Whatever you want, we’ll make it and show it to you!”

As if they had gained confidence, the elders told me to say anything, so

“Ah, then please make a weapon that can take down a dragon in one shot.”

I told them the weapon I wanted without refusing.

However, 

“Don’t we already have that?”

“Huh?”

“Isn’t it over there?”

“Won’t the metal bat be enough to take down a dragon?”

“Blasphemous words, but even a god would not be able to withstand that pain if hit by it.”

“Yeah, that’s right. That’s right!”

What they were saying while getting up from their seats was not normal at all.

Especially declaring war against God at the end.

That was a word I didn’t utter even during the three dangerous periods of middle school, namely the storm of puberty, second year syndrome, and high school first grade syndrome.

“Have you lost your mind?”

“Us? Why?” 

“We never imagined hearing such words from you.”

“No one but the evil-handed Hectare, you would say such a thing!”

– Are they asking for a fight?

– Endure it. It’s the result of the master’s usual actions.

I don’t know why everyone is like this to me when I haven’t done anything wrong.

“What I’m trying to fight is not God but the Demon King. Why would I want to fight God?”

But for now, since I was at a numerical disadvantage, I decided to back down.

“Is the Demon King such a powerful being?”

At the dwarf elder’s words, I nodded my head.

“He is immune to the metal bat.” 

“How, how can that be!”

“Unbelievable!”

“The Demon King is so strong, he really is the evil that will destroy the world!”

The atmosphere changed.

Just by saying that the metal bat doesn’t work on him, the dwarves became afraid of the Demon King.

“Indeed, an existence that even the evil-handed Hectare fears.” 

“The name Demon King was not a false name.”

“I understand what you’re trying to say.”

Seeing the dwarves nodding their heads seriously, I also nodded my head.

“The Demon King is the enemy of the world. Please do your best for the world.”

“Understood.”  

And so, They vowed to create a weapon to confront the Demon King.

Watching the backs of the dwarves as they left, 

“It’s time to start investigating.”

“Who? The Demon King? Or The princess?”

That’s wrong. 

I didn’t want to know about those two’s actions, but I couldn’t help but know them.

What I have to investigate now is

“The elders and the dwarves.”

“Huh?”

“I declare as a professional escapee. Those bastards are about to run away soon.”

“Huh?”

The metal bat looked confused, but I was sure.

And as I expected, the dwarves attempted an escape. Without even realizing it was all within my calculations!

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