CH.424 The Weapons Competition, part 1
And so, with the legendary sword finished, which we aren’t actually going to show off, the day of the weapons show ca.
My original plan, when I heard about the competition, was to move HoBase up north so that it was close to the city where the competition will hold place, but with all the dhampirs now temporarily living on HoBase, I decided that it would be a bad idea. International kidnapping or sothing like that. Sure I have a Royal decree allowing to keep the dhampirs here, but it is only for the Kingdom. I’m not actually allowed to take the dhampirs out of the country.
So instead Wilma, Karl, Unika, Molly, Cina and I headed for Smorog in B.E.S. Big Core MK-2.
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That is about as infinite as you can have with money, considering that other than the wages I pay my employees, I really don’t use a lot of money. Sure there are so spices and other stuff that Lawrence buys costs so money, but HoBase is basically self sufficient.
“... so I can buy everything if I want?” Wilma asked.
“Yeah. … okay, how about as long as it fits into your Item Box? That can be your hard limit.” I told her, just because I didn’t want Wilma buying all the weapons just for her to put them up in HoBase’s showroom.
Yes. HoBase has a showroom for weapons, armor and all of that stuff. Why wouldn’t it have one?
Wilma actually ended up buying less than I assud, only picking up six weapons. That with the three Karl wanted brought us up to a total of nine. Which might seem like a lot, but I was honestly expecting Wilma to buy like 20 weapons.
After checking out the rest of the weapons, mainly the ones that would go up on auction which made realize that the reason Wilma didn’t buy too many yet is because she was planning on picking up more from the auction and she assud that the sa limit will apply there, we headed for so other stores.
Mainly clothing stores, since both Karl and Wilma are originally from around here and they wanted to get so clothes from close to ho.
Sadly that was a bit of a challenge form Wilma, as she is quite tall for a dwarf, so most pre-made clothing doesn’t fit her. Karl had an easier ti, because he is more … standard size.
I personally really appreciated the fire-resistant fabrics they used, so I purchased so. Because while I can make fireproof clothing, this stuff will be a nice reference to have, as it is a bit different from the usual stuff I make.
We also stopped for so local food, which ended up being deep-fried pork cutlets. Which I found interesting, as deep-frying isn’t really a cooking style that is used in the Ruiso kingdom.
But they tasted … fine. Not amazing, but not bad either. I think they need a bit more spice.
The local alcohol was also nice. Apparently stereotypes about dwarves liking liquor does apply. Though Wilma doesn’t really drink, so … I don’t even know.
I did buy so, but I’m honestly not sure if I can really get drunk anymore. My stats should be way too high for any regular alcohol to actually affect . Maybe so 95% absinthe if we can find so.
Eventually we caught up with the horse-girls and Unika. They had also bought so amount of stuff, but they were limited because none of them have storage skills. Sure they all have their personal magic fanny packs, and even gave all of them a magic backpack, so they did have plenty of room. But it isn’t Storage.
And because so unnad horse-girls decided that it would be a good idea to purchase themselves saddles, those took up a lot of space in the backpacks.
But hey, I gave them money to use and they used it, so I won’t question why the two want to have saddles for themselves. If they want to have soone ride them, that is their decision.
In the evening, after the girls had already headed for their own rooms, Karl and I headed back out into the city. He wanted to go out for so drinks, and I felt obligated to go with him.
As we were just enjoying so drinks, a group of dwarves approached us. I saw one of them raise their hand, before bringing it down in a line towards Karl’s head.
Naturally it never reached my blacksmith, as I took a hold of the arm with Telekinesis.
“... what do you think you are doing?” I asked. I didn’t even bother standing up or anything, but I did try to make my voice sound cold.
That made Karl realize that sothing bad was going on so he turned around and saw the arm stopped just a bit away from his head.
“Hugo!” Karl called out.
“Hmph. I didn’t know they let criminals into town. How did you cheat the guards? Did you pay them with your non-existent money?” The dwarf, whom Karl identified as Hugo replied.
“Criminal? Karl is suffering his punishnt for his cris, being my slave.” I calmly answered, even though that was a complete lie. He hasn’t been a slave for a while, but that is the punishnt that was handed to him for the cris he … well okay, he did technically commit.
For those that don’t rember, Karl had a blade of his stolen before he could finish it. He then tried to steal it back, but the dwarf who stole it had already carved his na on the blade, so in the end, Karl was blad and he was made a slave as a punishnt.
And I feel like I might have an idea on who stole his blade. … you know, just a hunch.
“So I will ask you this. With whose permission are you trying to put your hands on my property?” I asked Hugo, still trying to sound as cold as possible.
“Who the fuck even are you?!” Hugo responded.
I stood up from my seat and easily towered over the dwarf. Sure he may weigh more than I do, but having a good 40 cm of height on the dwarf must be intimidating. … not to ntion the likely over 100 levels I have on him.
“My na is Brian Wood. Honorary Baron of Ruiso Kingdom.” I introduced myself. “So again, with whose permission are you trying to put your hands on my property?”
“... I …” I don’t know if it was because of the pressure I was putting on him with Telekinesis, or maybe because of my title that Hugo didn’t answer. He just ended up falling onto his knees before he finally got himself together.
“I … I am very sorry, Lord Wood.” He said. “... I didn’t an to offend.”
Since he apologized, I decided to let off the Telekinesis I was oppressing him with. He seed to visibly calm afterwards.
“I shall let it go this ti, as long as you don’t approach Karl while we stay in town. And do not worry, we won’t be here for long. We will leave after the auction.” I told him.
“Y-Yes, my Lord.” Hugo said, as he got off the ground. He then took his group of dwarves and practically ran off into the night.
“... was he the one?” I asked Karl after Hugo ran off.
“... yes, he was.” Karl confird.
“I see. … sorry I called you my property, like you were still a slave. It's just …”
“Don’t worry. I understand. They think I must still be a slave, so it was a good way of allowing you to use your title to defend . In the first place, I should be thanking you, Master.”
“You know you can just call Brian.”
“And I do, most of the ti. But this mont calls for a different title, I feel.” Karl said.
“... alright. Thanks.” I honestly thanked Karl. “And when the show cos, everyone will see the smith they sent away with their short sightedness.”
“Yes. Yes they will.” Karl agreed, before getting us another round of drinks.
And as he did, a System screen popped up for .
Mission: Good Master
Worker Karl respects you as his Master.
Reward: Dragonmaid Changeover
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