Chapter 771
771: Orfalve Falnis
「Hmm…… Though Weena Rhyn may be absent, you have so persons of power.」
The Dwarf Queen looked at Fran and Hilt while smiling confidently. Not a grin, but a smirk.
Her smile had so fierceness behind it, like a warrior's smile in the face of a foe.
「My na is Orfalve Falnis and I am the Queen of Snorabbit, land of the dwarves. Let hear your nas.」
It's a very superior attitude, but considering that she's the queen of a large country, it still felt a bit too easy-going. This Dwarf Queen would be like if we took a and added so more dignity and charisma.
I'd say the Dwarf Queen was stronger than her too.
I just rembered now that the Dwarf Queen was counted among the Seven Sages along with Weena Rhyn.
If I rember correctly, they were: the three owners of the divine swords Alpha, Berserk, and Diabolos, also Weena Rhyn the high elf, the Ruler of the Demonkin, the Ruler of the Insectkin, and finally the Ruler of the Dwarves.
I heard that the title was created by the countries that were in conflict with the guild to compete with the Rank S adventurers, but Weena Rhyn was really on that level.
That ant the other Seven Sages should not be underestimated either. This queen could also be of Rank S strength.
「I-I am Admiral Brunen Boer of the Belioth Royal Navy. It is an honor to et you!」
「Indeed. You were here last ti with Weena Rhyn, so I rember you. I look forward to working with you again.」
「Thank you, Your Majesty!」
Since her deanor was backed by her aura of power, even Hilt and Fran did not seem to be bothered. They introduced themselves as normal.
「My na is Hiltoria, Your Majesty.」
Hilt bowed her head deeply. She had no courtesy skills, but her crisp movents were beautiful enough to be understood by whover she was talking to.
「I knew it! I thought you looked like Dimitris!」
「Y-You know my grandfather?」
「Indeed, I have even faced him in a mock battle before. That was my first ti almost getting killed by soone bare-handed! A great experience!」
Though she talked about getting beaten half to death, her face had nothing but a smile. She really thought it was a great experience. There's another combat maniac to throw on the pile.
I guess that makes her weaker than Dimitris? Actually, she said it was a mock battle, so it's possible that she wasn't utilizing her full strength. However, it did prove she was strong enough to enjoy a fight with Dimitris.
「Mm-hmm. You are indeed similar. There is no doubt you will reach his level in the future! I look forward to that day.」
Orfalve ant these as words of praise. However, Hilt's smile did not seem to be one of joy.
I suppose that is half happiness at being told that she will be as strong as Dimitris, and the other half is mixed at being told she resembles that unbound old man?
「I am Fran, an adventurer.」
「Hoho? Fran, you say?」
Orfalve's eyes narrowed imdiately after hearing Fran's na. There was no sense of hostility, but there was a strange pressure in her eyes.
「A black cat, and yet impressive strength. Also you wield an enchanted sword with seemingly bottomless power…… Are you the Black Lightning Princess Fran?」
「Nn.」
『Fran, you should say "Yes" there!』
But Orfalve didn't seem to care about Fran's impudence. She simply widened her smile and ca closer to Fran.
「I see, so you are Fran! I am so glad to et you! Fuhahaha!」
「?」
She patted Fran on the shoulder as if she was a familiar friend, then grabbed her firmly and gave a big smile. There was no malicious or harmful intent in her words, so Fran simply let her do so.
It seems that she knew Fran already. Maybe word of Fran has reached the land of the dwarves?
But that didn't turn out to be the case.
「I wanted to thank you once in person!」
「Thank ?」
I'm pretty sure we didn't do anything the Dwarf Queen would need to thank us for, right?
「Indeed. I am very grateful to you for saving my son-in-law.」
「Son-in-law?」
「Hmm? You were unaware? He is a dwarf nad Garrus.」
「Garrus! The blacksmith?」
「That is correct. Not only did you save his life, but you also set him up with a divine blacksmith!」
「Nn.」
「Garrus was always called a master craftsman among the dwarves, but now he is under the tutelage of a divine blacksmith. This may be the first step to our long-cherished dream of surpassing the divine swords! I truly thank you from the bottom of my heart! Co to our country any ti, and you will be treated as a guest of honor!」
Isn't "guest of honor" a bit much? And Garrus was her son-in-law? Fran was also curious about that revelation.
「Garrus is your son-in-law? So you are Garrus' wife's mom?」
「That is correct.」
「……He's the husband of the queen's daughter? So is Garrus a noble? A prince?」
「Fuahahaha! Him, a prince! That's a good one! He is no prince, and no noble either! Besides, what is more important to us dwarves is that he is a talented blacksmith.」
In the land of the dwarves, being a mber of the royal family didn't give you any real authority. Apparently, a skilled blacksmith like Garrus actually received more respect.
She seed to be grateful to Fran for Garrus' opportunity to et Alistair, the divine blacksmith, and to receive various teachings from her.
「How old are you, Queen?」
『Wait a――』
「F-Fran!」
Before I could stop her, Brunen interrupted Fran with his face completely pale. I an, who would ask a queen how old she is to her face?
But Orfalve didn't seem to mind and was laughing hysterically.
「Fuahahaha! I do often hear the other races find it hard to tell the age of dwarves! I will soon be 150 years old, the pri of my womanhood, you could say!」
For a dwarf whose life expectancy is around 300-400 years, she is probably considered young. Still, if she's 150 years old with that appearance…… they might be one of the youngest looking races aside from elves.
「Us dwarves are a race that reach adulthood quickly and maintain pri physical condition over a long period of ti. It is not surprising that other races would be unable to recognize our ages.」
「Garrus looks older than you.」
「I suppose that is simply how it appears to others.」
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