My na is Dolan.
I and the other dwarves originally lived in a cavern system at the foot of a mountain range. However, after so events, we ended up moving to a human-built village in the nearby wasteland.
Our new life at the village was very comfortable.
Having spent many years of our lives inside the caverns, the suns light felt unsettling for us. Considering that, the village chief decided to make a residential space underground specifically for us.
Also, unlike back in the caverns where we could eat mostly only snakes and insects, we could eat all sorts of delicious food here.
Water could be used freely, so everyone in the village including us took a bath each day. Thanks to that, we were always so clean.
But perhaps the thing that delighted us the most was the alcohol. Back in the caverns, we ever so rarely drank alcohol, but in the village, we could drink to our hearts content. On top of that, the alcohol here was extraordinarily delicious.
The village chief forbade us from drinking alcohol outside of our underground residence though. We had absolutely no problem complying with that and have been drinking among ourselves almost every night.
for so reason though, we always wind up undressing ourselves.
All that being said, it wasnt like we were freeloading off the village.
We did various things to contribute. So helped in making our beloved alcohol, while so did hard labor by making good use of a dwarfs strong body. Unsurprisingly though, most of us contributed through blacksmithing.
Our skillful hands have produced the majority of the weapons and equipnt here in the village.
Materials were easy to co by here unlike in caverns, so it was easy enough to mass-produce high-quality equipnt. And because we sold the equipnt for a reasonable price, rchants and adventurers alike would always be in shock at first.
What!? This sword only cost this much? Is that supposed to be a joke or sothing? You do know that sothing like this cost at least 5 tis in royal capital, right!?
A particular visitor, an adventurer based on his looks, was shouting so loudly.
Whats going on in this cityhow the heck can regular citizens hold their own against in sword fighting, and why in blazes are there so many macho n everywhere!?
In that particular adventurers hand was one of the mass-produced equipnt we made. Those mass-produced ones were generally made by the dwarves who didnt have a [Smithing] Gift.
Naturally, an equipnt made by soone who had a [Smithing] Gift or sothing similar was far better. It wasnt only in terms of sharpness or ease of use; most of the equipnt they made were enchanted by a skill of so kind.
For example, an equipnt with [Indestructibility] would make an equipnt barely lose durability, while an equipnt with [Enhance Body] would make the users body beco stronger.
Recently, the dwarves with Gifts have been producing these special weapons and equipnt one after another in hopes that theirs would be better than the others works.
Whats going on? Why is there so much noise from the workshop today?
I thought so when I was near the workshop for smithing.
Unlike the usual where everyone was quietly devoting themselves in their work, the atmosphere within the workshop was completely different.
Dolan! W-we havesothing!
What, what is it?
I-itsfor now, follow this way! Dona!
Mhm.
The one being called was Dona, a dwarf who has just recently turned 12 years old.
Upon coming of age, she received the [Weapon Craftsman] Gift. Ever since then, she has developed many new kinds of equipnt. To na but a few: special swords that could transform into whips; prosthetic arms that could be moved like the real thing and even be used to swing a sword; and shields and armors that reduced the damage received by absorbing the shock.
Apparently, that girl has made sothing new again.
Am I missing sothing? It looks like nothing but a normal sword to ?
However, what she held in her hands looked nothing more a perfectly ordinary sword. I couldnt help but wonder if it was again sothing like that sword that could turn into a whip.
Ei!
~~!?
After Dona shouted and swung the sword, a bright light assailed my eyes while a thunderous sound assailed my ears.
A mont later, when my vision returned to how it was, I saw the floor burning.
W-w-whathat lightning just nowdid it co from the sword?
Mhm.
Then that ansno, it cant be
In contrast to who was in shock, Dona was all matter-of-factly.
Yes, I managed to make a magic sword.
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