Reincarnated with the King’s Power

Chapter 62

The older and higher-ranking a dwarf was, the longer their beard, and they were a reclusive species who lived together in places with a lot of gold.

Considering their average lifespan of 300 years, the dwarf who had suddenly appeared seemed to be at least 200 years old.

‘He’s more than enough to be a clan chief.’

Killian guessed the age of the old dwarf, whose face was deeply wrinkled all over.

“I asked why you’re making a fuss in someone else’s front yard.”

His continental language was incomparably more fluent than Almadin's.

Killian took in the jade-colored mana that had dominated the area.

“Damn it, can’t you hear me?”

“Did you put a rag in your mouth?”

Yulian, who had retreated, muttered with a hardened face.

Despite his assessment, his voice trembled.

It was because a considerable amount of his mana had been absorbed by the battle-axe that was emitting jade-colored mana.

Shing.

He instinctively drew Aether.

“I am Yulian of Eurasia's Annihilation Squad. Are you the chief of the clan?”

“Annihilation Squad, my ass. I’m the one asking the questions.”

“What kind of unreasonable…….”

“Watch your mouth, you human brat. Haven’t you heard about me, Pyrope, from Bastian?”

“…….”

Yulian fell silent at the unfamiliar name.

Bastian had occasionally visited the Arden Mine, but he had always moved alone.

“Tsk. Anyway, that stubborn fellow. Getting himself killed early and causing all this trouble…….”

Clang!

At that moment, Pyrope could not finish his words due to the sword strike that Yulian had unleashed.

Pyrope's battle-axe, which he had drawn at some point, was blocking Aether.

“Watch your mouth, dwarf.”

Yulian revealed his fighting spirit and put strength into his sword.

Grrrrrk.

For a moment, the battle-axe and Aether were in a power struggle.

“Do you want to die too?”

Fwoosh.

Yulian’s red mana was once again sucked into the battle-axe.

“A brat who isn’t even Bastian is trying to face me with a sword made of Arden Steel?”

Pyrope, who had scoffed, strengthened his jade-colored mana.

Then, the axes of the three dwarf warriors, who had gotten up at some point, resonated with the jade-colored mana and began to rapidly absorb Yulian’s red mana.

Gulp.

Yulian swallowed dryly.

‘They say that weapons made by dwarves are imbued with a strange power… so it was true.’

It was the moment he was about to grit his teeth and draw out his mana to the limit.

“Stand down, Yulian.”

Shing.

Killian, who had drawn his sword, stepped forward.

Ssssss.

The blue mana that bloomed from his Aether began to absorb the jade-colored mana.

“Oh-ho. Look at this?”

Pyrope sneered and strengthened his mana.

Tzzzzzz.

Ssssss.

Jade and blue.

The battle-axe and Aether clashed fiercely to absorb each other's mana.

During that brief power struggle, Killian recognized that the Mana Heart that Pyrope had forged was at the 6-star level.

‘A 6-star master even without the help of a magical tool.’

Considering that many dwarves, unlike elves, did not forge a Mana Heart, he was a rare specimen.

Moreover, he also knew how to amplify his mana by resonating the battle-axe, which seemed to be made of Arden Steel.

He was different in many ways from the dwarves in his memory.

‘I guess that’s enough for a greeting.’

He spread his Carpe and shook off the pressure.

“Are you the chief?”

“Damn it. What if I am?”

“What do you mean, ‘what if’? I’m saying let’s talk.”

“I have nothing to say to underlings.”

“You seem to know that Sir Bastian is dead.”

“…….”

“I am the new Commander of the Annihilation Squad. I wish to resume the trade of Arden Steel.”

“Ha. A brat like you is Bastian’s successor? Well, fine. Let’s set that aside for a moment.”

Kwaaaaaa.

The jade-colored mana grew stronger and began to shake the blue Carpe.

“Don’t you think your attitude is quite poor?”

The mana emitted by the four resonating battle-axes was slowly surpassing the 6-star wall.

“Commander…….”

Killian stopped Yulian, who was about to add his mana, and strengthened his own.

Pyrope’s face twitched at the unexpectedly stable resistance.

“What I want is a conversation. If you’re going to pick a fight for no reason, I have no choice but to resort to force.”

“Bullshit. Do you think you’re Simon or Escardo?”

“If you’re trying to provoke me by mentioning the names of the Head or the Commander of the Knights, you’re mistaken.”

“…….”

“I’m a bit different from the other young masters.”

Tzzzzzzzz.

Killian’s blue Carpe began to absorb the jade Carpe.

As he took a step forward, the range of his Carpe expanded accordingly.

“I heard that the relationship with Eurasia has not been bad until now.”

“…….”

“I’d like to hear the reason for suddenly suspending the trade.”

“You fearless brat.”

Pyrope cursed and took a step forward to meet him.

“If Eurasia declares a kingdom, are we supposed to just follow along silently?”

The two Carpes clashed once again.

Ignoring the clash, Pyrope moved two more steps.

“I don't care if the humans of the frontier join hands with you guys or not. We just need to get our pay.”

“I have no intention of discriminating against you just because you’re a different species.”

“Don’t say it so easily, you young brat.”

“You can’t be unaware that there’s a past where the dwarves joined hands with Eurasia, right?”

In the past, Edan's Eurasia had treated the allied dwarves as equals to humans.

There was no reason for the current Eurasia, on the verge of declaring a kingdom, to be any different.

“The Arden Mine is an important place for us as well.

We will not discriminate against you compared to our allied families, and I promise to trade at a price that won’t be disappointing.”

The corners of Pyrope's mouth twisted as he listened.

“You have a knack for making bullshit sound plausible. What if Eurasia falls to the Empire?”

“I don't make such assumptions. Not acting because you’re afraid of the risk is…….”

“I told you not to say it so easily.”

“…….”

“Your glorious Declaration of the Kingdom will lead to a war with the Empire, and what if you guys fall after that? We will lose our home.”

There was anger in Pyrope’s voice.

“You, a family with a past of being defeated and running away.”

“…….”

“It's a different story to ask us to join in when you're about to go to war with the Empire.”

‘He’s not wrong.’

In fact, the fate of the dwarves who had allied with Eurasia in the past is still unknown.

To be defeated in a war is to bear such a risk.

“The Head, Simon Eurasia, has reached 8-star? What can he do with just 8-star?”

Pyrope was genuinely angry.

“I personally witnessed the past where even with a 9-star knight, the Empire could not be brought down.”

“…….”

“Edan Eurasia. I witnessed with my own two eyes your foolish ancestor being defeated, the glorious Kingdom Alliance falling.”

As Pyrope roared, his mana strengthened.

The Carpe that Killian had spread was being rapidly encroached upon.

“Until now, we’ve only traded for each other’s benefit. I will not entrust my clan to the descendants of a loser.”

Kugugugu.

The jade-colored mana that had completely dominated the space began to shimmer.

“What do I care about the struggles of humans who can’t even live for a hundred years!”

Fwaaaaa.

Killian took in the newly unfolded domain.

‘Carpe Illusion.’

The scenery had not changed, but the dwarves and Yulian were frozen as if paralyzed.

‘Did he stop time?’

He could see the four battle-axes spewing out jade-colored mana.

The concentration and amount of mana that dominated the space were not lacking even for a 7-star.

The reason why even the dwarves, who could be considered the caster’s allies, were frozen was probably because Pyrope was not a complete Superhuman.

“This is interesting.”

Killian nonchalantly cracked his neck left and right to warm up.

At that, for the first time, Pyrope showed a flustered expression.

‘This brat, how can he move so nonchalantly? His Carpe has also been completely dispelled…….’

The Carpe Illusion he had spread was not at a level that a typical 6-star knight could withstand.

Excluding Simon Eurasia and Escardo Schtenberg, there should be no knight in Eurasia who has surpassed that 6-star.

“Is the ability to project an image that can stop time due to the long life you've lived?”

“You… are you a Superhuman?”

“Well, whatever.”

Killian, who was silently observing Pyrope's Carpe Illusion, grinned.

“This time is different.”

“……What?”

“I’m saying that this time, we can bring down the Empire.”

“Shit, that's the funniest thing I've heard in years.”

“Who did you learn that foul continental language from?”

“Shut up, you Eurasia brat.”

As Killian shrugged, Pyrope continued.

“Your ancestor also persuaded numerous clans to participate in the war with such words. And they all met a miserable end.”

The strongest knight who had foolishly died trying to catch a Grotesquery.

After that, the Kingdom Alliance had collapsed, and numerous dwarves had died in the ensuing pursuit by the Empire.

Some had led the survivors and hid in the frontier to prolong their lives.

Pyrope was one of them.

“This is the home I created by dedicating my all. If you keep spouting bullshit, I won’t forgive you even if you’re of Eurasia’s bloodline.”

Grip.

Pyrope lifted the battle-axe he was holding with both hands.

A fighting spirit that surpassed Serena’s spread.

To suppress him, it seemed Killian would also have to use his true skills.

But for some reason.

“I don’t feel like fighting you.”

Even though he was clearly hostile to him, Killian did not want to subdue him.

‘It could be because this guy is a survivor of the past.’

Although he was not human, he was a being who remembered the era of Edan.

Moreover, the grudge Pyrope held against Eurasia was justified.

“If you don't want to fight, then just die.”

The old dwarf swung his battle-axe menacingly.

Boom.

Killian easily deflected the sword energy.

“For now, how about you listen to our conditions?”

“Fucking bullshit.”

While the battle-axe cut through the air several times, Killian did not change his expression and deflected all the sword energy from his spot.

It was when Pyrope had unleashed twenty sword energies.

“I’ll let you touch Adamas.”

Pyrope’s movements stopped at the sudden remark.

“What……?”

“The strongest magic sword in human history. I’m saying I’ll let you touch Adamas, which Edan Eurasia used.”

“…….”

“Of course, the prerequisite is the promise to resume the trade with Eurasia.”

Killian knew.

How Edan had drawn the dwarves into the Kingdom Alliance in the past.

‘There were various interests, but the core of it was me.’

The dwarves, who were crazy about gold, had succumbed to the opportunity to handle an unprecedented magic sword.

Steel of a nature never seen before and numerous Authorities.

The allied dwarves had accepted Adamas's advice and had shown a development in their technology by several stages.

Pyrope's face, who was not unaware of that fact, contorted.

“You’re trying to bargain with a magic sword that has already disappeared? Are you looking down on me?”

“Looking down on you?”

Mana overflowed from Killian.

The blue mana, not being absorbed by the jade-colored mana, slowly began to form a new domain.

A look of bewilderment appeared on Pyrope’s face.

‘This brat, was he really a 7-star! No, more than that, how can he wield this much mana inside a Carpe Illusion……?’

Carpe Illusion.

A technique used by the knights of Eurasia in the past.

He himself was using a battle-axe made of Arden Steel as a medium, but its power was not lacking compared to what a Superhuman would use.

But the brat in front of him was not only swinging his sword within his fully deployed Carpe Illusion but was also showing movements as if he was trying to break it.

For the first time in a long time, his heart trembled at the growth rate of the species called human.

“It’s too early to be surprised yet.”

Blue mana spread through Pyrope's space.

And.

Sssss.

Ssssss.

Numerous swords began to materialize one by one before his eyes.

‘This is…….’

Pyrope’s eyebrows twitched.

Numerous famous swords that only he, who had lived for over 200 years, knew.

Among them were some that had been destroyed along with their owners and had disappeared from the world.

But the materialization of the swords stopped at thirty.

Adamas was not there.

“You son of a bitch… are you messing with me?”

In the first place, these swords were not genuine and were just re-materialized with mana.

“You’re trying to bargain with me without even being able to materialize Adamas?”

Pyrope snorted and growled.

It was because he thought he was being insulted with a half-baked legend he had picked up somewhere.

Killian, who was listening silently, clicked his tongue.

“I have nothing to say when you get angry even with the thing you wanted right in front of you.”

“What, you bastard?”

Thwack.

Killian stuck the Aether he was holding into the ground.

“The legendary magic sword you so desperately wanted is right in front of your eyes.”

“How shameless! Do you take me for a fool…….”

“…….”

“…….”

The gazes looking up and down met.

Then, at some point.

“……!!”

Pyrope's mouth fell open.

A shock as if he had been hit in the head with a blunt object followed.

“Uh…….”

He let out a dazed sound as he looked at Killian, who had a confident smile.

“Now we’re getting somewhere.”

Then, as if reminiscing about a long-standing relationship, Killian patted the dwarf’s head.

The dwarf’s body, who had lost his words, trembled.

“You’ve grown a lot, haven’t you?”

The stopped time.

“You dwarf brat.”

Finally began to move again.