I Became a Madman in the Game - I Became a Madman in the Game chapter 126

Episode. 41 Best swords among famous swords (1)

“charge! That’s an unfair deal!”

The dwarves clamored.

I ignored them all and looked down at the sword.

There was a lot of rust on the blade.

It was almost completely covered, with no signs of anticipation at all.

It was a sword to the point where the expression ‘dead’ would be appropriate.

“It is a legendary sword passed down through generations of our White Anvil tribe! Don’t touch me carelessly!”

The Chief Dwarf got angry.

Looking at his flushed face, he raised the corners of his mouth.

“I know. That this is your precious sword.”

The holy sword, ‘Tempest’.

The 10th warrior’s sword that was active in the Holy Demon War.

The only real holy relic that I finally found in this world where God disappeared.

Even though he looked very pitiful, he didn’t care.

There are enough materials, and there are master craftsmen with good skills.

“So my suggestion is… … .”

I was about to open my mouth to the chieftain.

I heard a small noise in my head.

『This light… … ?』

It was a voice that seemed to cut off at any moment.

I put the holy sword in my eyes again.

The rusty sword body was crying.

“… … ?”

Of course, the holy sword has no ability to speak.

But I had a hunch.

This voice came from the holy sword.

『Ah, Horsi… … .』

『Is this the hero of this generation… … .』

A sobbing voice cluttered my mind.

“Human, why are you standing there all of a sudden?”

“Shh.”

I focused my gaze on the holy sword.

Even at that moment, the sword’s thoughts continued.

『I am the 10th hero chosen by Hor, Albert Pygeus.』

『All that you and I have met is the will of Hor.』

The trembling of the sword intensified.

The brow furrowed in an instant.

Albert Pygeus.

He was a hero who played an active part in the Holy Demon War and the owner of this holy sword.

‘You mean his soul was trapped in the sword?’

This is something I never expected.

Why did a person who was active a thousand years ago appear?

“Why is the hero imprisoned by the sword?”

There was no answer to my question.

It seemed that the power inherent in the sword was exhausted, or something was disconnected.

Even if you instill faith in them, Tempest remained silent.

I raised my head and looked at the dwarves.

The dwarves stare at me as if I’m crazy for talking to myself.

Somehow, they looked exceptionally pretty.

◈ ◈ ◈

“You’re a pure lamb!”

“The saint is an asshole! Even the city government banquet wouldn’t be like this!”

The Dwarves of the White Anvil Tribe ran amok.

But it was all gossip.

After the deal with Richard had already been concluded.

“Okay… … I wasn’t messing around.”

They wrapped their heads.

It was embarrassing to be caught again while trying to catch Hogu.

A reproduced ‘famous sword among famous swords’.

A bag of ‘good sword’ cloth.

Only ‘usable swords’.

In addition to that, Richard’s demands to repair the walls and build buildings were truly vicious.

“… … actually it’s nothing I can do that much. Even if the legendary sword is aside.”

“The problem is that I lost the fight. If this is the case, we will inevitably lose money whenever we do business in the future.”

The Dwarves had no intention of ending their deal with Horgyo this once.

For those whose raison d’être is to make great weapons, Richard’s light is literally their only support.

However, it was difficult when this situation occurred every time the light was airlifted from Horgyo.

“… … think about later things later Humans can’t be cocky anymore when they see our work.”

The Dwarves nodded at Hureukeum’s words.

There was little determination in the clenched fist.

Soon after, they were guided by the Temple Knights and visited the royal capital’s forge.

First of all, it was the intention to make the arms as per the terms of the contract.

“sh*t!”

But even that didn’t follow suit.

“It’s too narrow. What kind of toilet is this?”

“Why is the fire so lukewarm?”

“My God, what the hell are you going to make in such a crappy place!”

The Dwarves, who had exceptional craftsmanship from birth, were strict even when they saw the smithy.

There were even people who tried to poke their eyes out saying they saw something they couldn’t see.

Kkang-! Caang-!

The sound of the hammer, which I thought was the chirping of a bird, was also uncomfortable.

Eventually, they escaped the smithy as if they were running away.

“Hey, human! Are there any other forges? I don’t want to make a ‘usable’ level in a place like that. That’s not polite to arms.”

The Knight of the Temple Knights, Jack, scratched his head at Hureukm’s words.

“There is, but it won’t be that different.”

The dwarves shoved Jack’s back with torches.

He went all the way to the blacksmith’s shop in the west, but there was no way the Dwarf’s eyes could catch it.

Jack looked at them with a puzzled look on his face.

“What’s the problem? Baren’s forge is great.”

“under. You say this is great? It’s a facility we might have used when we weren’t weaned. I can’t. I guess I’ll have to talk to the human called the lantern again.”

In the end, they had to turn away without any income.

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I looked at the scene unfolding before my eyes.

The delegation from Varen, including the Marquis of Trantis, was giving a speech.

The opponent was none other than the King and nobles of the Prot family.

‘It’s full of distrust.’

The Marquis of Trantis radiated a halo with her old body, but the Prot royal family seemed incredulous.

Where did you get that special power from?

Isn’t it trying to make a fuss by wrapping that power in religion?

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Their thoughts were clearly visible.

‘Suffer a little more, Marquis.’

Did you say that karma goes round and round?

It was an appropriate word for the marquis who had shouted his death-defying opposition to accepting the Hoor religion.

I watched as if I was watching an interesting spectacle, and then unlocked the Shinan.

There will be quite a hardship, but if you are a marquis, you will be able to break their distrust in no time.

I believed so.

The problem I had to worry about now was the Tempest.

To be precise, the soul of the warrior within it.

“Hmm… … .”

Tok, tok-

He tapped his armrest and was lost in thought.

I felt like I wanted to try talking again, but I had to suck my fingers because of Hureukeum’s stubborn refusal.

‘I told you not to damage it by accidentally touching it.’

It was a scary thing for me too, so I gave it back.

“Albert Figius, Albert Figius… … .”

I repeated the hero’s name over and over again.

Of course I knew a lot about him.

He is single-minded, has an indomitable will, and possesses a righteous disposition.

He was a typical heroic figure.

The only peculiar thing was that he sometimes showed unnecessary tolerance to his enemies.

‘In the end, he died at the end of the Great War. I’m trying to be generous with him.’

The heroes of that time evaluated Albert as a disqualification as a warrior.

You and I agree about half of it.

It was because the opponent he showed tolerance for was none other than Calgos.

what a joke of fate

“Hey, human!”

While I was lost in thought for a while, dwarves came rushing in.

On that side, there was a lot of dissatisfaction.

“I guess you didn’t like the blacksmith.”

“Yes! It is a sin in itself to even think of feeding us in such a shabby place, you bastard!”

Hurkeum broke down and raised his voice and shouted.

It seemed that he was intending to seize the initiative like this.

But what about this?

No matter what, I am the one holding the light.

I said, sinking into the chair.

“There is a saying that craftsmen do not choose tools. Is it a separate story from the dwarves?”

“Good tools make good arms in the hands of artisans. Such nonsense is made up by idiots who don’t even know the value of good tools.”

chuck!

Hurkeum’s short, thick fingers pointed at me.

A spleen grew on his bearded face.

“So, I request a revision of the transaction details.”

“how?”

“We will build a separate forge near the capital. Considering our hard work, humans would like to adjust it to 50 ‘good weapons’ and 500 ‘usable weapons’.”

“Hmm.”

I stroked my chin.

‘It’s not inside the king, it’s near the king. It’s obvious.’

Baren and Horgyo can’t miss this deal.

The dwarves in front of me were well aware of this, and they were in a situation where they also needed my light.

You probably want to continue trading on a regular basis.

The most important thing is, of course, the initiative of the transaction, so they were planning to increase their ransom.

“It’s a forge built for your good, so why should this side suffer the loss?”

“What are you talking about! Our village already has a great blacksmith. This is just to fulfill the deal!”

After that, a few words went back and forth.

Hurkeum and the dwarves also raised their voices with their small bodies, probably not intending to back down easily this time.

‘Let’s pull it slowly.’

The atmosphere was ripe enough.

I opened my mouth, pretending to be worried.

“Then do this. I will give you one of the materials you might want from this side as well.”

“joy! All we want from you is light. Nothing else!”

“What if it’s firewood made from the world tree?”

“… … !”

It seemed as if a silent astonishment could be caught in my hand.

long time ago.

One of the races that fought a lot with the elves was the dwarves.

In order to obtain the mysterious firewood called the World Tree.

‘Adele, thank you for letting me.’

She was sleeping in another room.

The dwarves asked for their understanding before arriving here, but Adele gave it easier than expected.

“Three, if it’s the firewood for the World Tree… … .”

“oh my god! You mean it’s here?”

The dwarves put their heads together and giggled.

The strangely shimmering eyes belonged to those who longed for it.

“I’m not finished talking. This side even gives you the firewood for the World Tree, but if the details of the transaction remain the same, it won’t pay off.”

“… … .”

The sound of gulp and swallowing sounded simultaneously.

He seemed nervous about how much I would make excessive demands.

But this time it wasn’t so great.

thud.

I took out the wooden box and put it on the table.

He said as he loosened the tightly bound vines one by one.

“I want you to combine that ‘famous sword among famous swords’ and this sword into one.”