Chapter 145 – Episode 145 – Parental Responsibility!
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Hypno, who came back to the forge, went straight into the receptionist building.
At the counter, there was a tall dwarf young man with ox horns whom he had seen two days ago.
“Welcome. … Crazy dog?”
“What the fuck are you not me?”
The young man seemed to know Clarice right away.
“…… Is there anyone who doesn’t know about Slyam’s mad dog?”
“Hey, Clatoris. You’re really notorious.”
“Damn it, don’t change people’s names like that!”
“I’m here to find a sword…”
“Ah yes.”
When Wintineas stepped forward and told his business his, the young man immediately leaned down and raised his sword on the counter from below.
“Here it is.”
“Wow…”
Wintineas admired the swords that appeared to be in good repair, and held one of each with both hands.
“Well…?”
Wintineas tilted his head and swung his sword in a small swish.
“Hey, hey, don’t swing your sword inside!”
“This… Isn’t mine.”
“What?”
“What are you talking about, Winty?”
Wintineas, who said that the sword he was holding his was not his, looked at Hypno and said it again.
“It’s… Different from mine. The taste of wielding it is completely different… Uh.”
“Really?”
“Hey, hey, don’t catch the live person. It makes sense that it’s not yours after you’ve repaired it!”
The young man got a little angry and threw his tantrum at Wintineas.
At that time, Clarisse was staring at the young man.
‘A large dwarf with horns…… Where have you heard a lot? …… Oh, maybe this bastard.’
“Wait a minute. Hey, Wintineas. Give that to me.”
“Here.”
Clarisse received the sword from Wintineas and examined it carefully.
And.
“Kee-hee, it was like that.”
He said with a mean smile at the young man.
“Hey, your name is Mozral.”
“Uh, how did you get my name…”
“Fuck, of course I know. Are there any other mixed-race dwarves as big as you with horns?”
Clarisse went over to the counter and put her sword down on the counter.
“Aren’t you a bit famous too? If you leave it for repair, you make it in the same shape and buy the original one.”
“What!? Uh, how…”
“B-Shin bastard. Even if you eat it, it was just a disposable dagger, so everyone was going over it, didn’t you know?
‘And you dare to eat these bastards before me? It’s not like that. I’m going to eat these bastards.’
“What, what! That, how dare you frame things like that! Evidence! Where’s the evidence!”
“Deung ~? Puhahaha! Hey, it’s a proof, you don’t need it.
Fuck!
“Heo oh oh clothes ♥♥”
Clarice slumped in her place her, dripping her juices.
The sudden turn of events made Mozral blink her eyes in panic.
“What, what!?”
“This, this shit… You bastard. Why are you doing this… De…! I’m helping you…!”
“자연스럽게 사람을 좆새끼라고 말하고 있네. 그리고 내가 니 부하냐. 노리개 주제에 어딜 명령질이야.”
“Chew… Bastard…!!”
Fuck! Fuck!
“Ook ♥ hee oh oh ♥♥♥”
Hypno ignored Clarisse, who was dripping with juice until her pants were wet, and walked over to the counter.
“Well, by the way… I can’t forgive you if you really broke our Winty sword.”
“That, that’s the lie of this crazy bitch that suddenly collapsed…”
‘Hypnotist.’
Before Mozral could say anything, Hypno asked with the weakest hypnotic wave.
“Tell me where the real Winty sword is.”
“I really repaired it and brought it to my house now. Huh!? This?!”
“Why did you leave? Tell me.”
“Since they used fairly high-quality iron, I tried to sell them later at a good price. Oh, no! This is…”
“Then what is this black?”
“I made it in haste. I made it in the same shape, and the quality of iron is not good, but I worked hard on it. Ugh…!”
“If you work hard on something like this, you’ll definitely repair it and hand it over…”
“What, what! What is this!”
Mozral is embarrassed to speak of the truth he has been hiding.
Hypno cast a cold gaze at Mozral.
“I need to be thoroughly compensated for this. Hey, Clillis.”
“Clarice…… Fuck you……Hehe♥ Uhh♥”
“How high is this guy’s rank in terms of blacksmithing?”
“It’s just about getting out of the rookie.”
“Ooh~ Then I’ll have to call the blacksmith here.”
“Oh, no! That’s…!”
“You shut up and stay still.”
“Eup…… ! Eup…… !!”
By Hypno’s orders, Mozral was immobilized.
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Hypno immediately called the dwarf in charge of the forge and explained the situation.
The dwarf in charge put his hand on his forehead, sighed, and guided Hypno, Wintineas, and Clarisse to the waiting room.
The dwarf immediately jumped up and pressed Mozral’s head with his hand, causing it to touch the ground.
“Sorry! Come on, apologize quickly to yourself too, Mozral! You fool!”
Baek!
“Ugh…! Ugh!”
“You’re not even talking, what’s wrong with this!”
“Oh, you can tell me.”
“Fuha! I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
The Dwarf in charge also bowed his head and apologized.
“I’m so sorry! I never thought this guy would do that again…! He told me not to do that the other day…!”
“Ah, I don’t need an apology like that. I want the sword to be delivered quickly and that Mozral man to pay some compensation.”
“Ship, compensation… Gold…”
“Okay. I’ll bring the sword to Mozral right away. The reparation will be paid at our blacksmith’s.”
“Huh? No, that bastard did the wrong thing. So we’ll have to pay with that bastard.”
Talk talk
“Hey.”
Then Clarisse touched Hypno’s forearm and spoke to her.
“Why.”
Hypno turned around and Clarisse gestured to Hypno to listen.
As Hypno leaned slightly, Clarisse spoke in a small voice.
“That bastard’s family doesn’t have much money. The mother is a cow-beast tribe and the father is a dwarf. The father died quickly, so the mother raised that child alone since she was a child. By the way, even if that bastard does such a thing, he earns a little money and makes the mother happy. I’m trying to do it.”
“…How do you know that?”
“I heard the bastard who was beaten on the back by that bastard complaining in the guild. He said that he would look after the fuck because he felt sorry for him.
“Ohh~.”
‘I heard that’s good.’
Hehe.”
Hypno let out a sinister laugh and pulled himself back up.
“Well, the compensation has been paid.”
“Oh, really!”
At the word that the reparation was paid, Mozral raised his head and looked up at Hypno.
“Yeah, but the ‘apology’ deserves it, and that’s from your mother.”
“Oh, my mother doesn’t care! This is what I want…!”
“Yes, I know you value your mother. But… That’s why I should apologize even more to you.”
“Why…!”
“That’s because it will be a punishment for you who are filial. And from now on, I won’t do this so that I don’t see my mother apologizing.”
“Ugh…”
At Hypno’s words, Mozral couldn’t protest.
The Dwarf Officer next to him bowed his head once more and apologized and thanked Hypno.
“Thank you so much for your generosity.”
Hehe, no. It’s okay. But… He looks after this Mozral quite a bit.”
“…… This child’s father was my friend.”
“Aha.”
‘I guess he came in through personal connections.’
“No matter how generously you forgive Mozral, Mozral is definitely a member of our forge.
‘Unlike this bastard, this dwarf really has a conscience.’
“Hmm… In that case.”
Hypno stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before looking at Wintineas.
‘Come to think of it, Winty didn’t have a spare sword, right?’
“Then, please make a pair of swords suitable for Winty. It is of the highest quality. If it is too much of a burden, I will pay a little money.”
“No! We’ll cover all the bills.”
“Well, if that’s the case.”
‘Come to think of it, if Mr. Maiking stopped by another blacksmith’s shop and showed it to me, he would treat me well, right?’
“Oh.”
Hypno showed Maiking’s business card in the Heavenly Demon’s Jewel.
“Do you know what this is?”
As soon as he saw Mai King’s business card, the Dwarf in charge opened his eyes wide and made an expression that could be called astonished.
“This… This! The legend of the blacksmith. Maiking-sama’s business card…?! Uh, how can this…!!”
“I’m close with Mr. Maiking. I received this. He told me to show it to him when he stops by another smithy.”
For Dwarven blacksmiths, handing out a business card like this is only given to those with whom they trust and have a close relationship.
In other words, Hypno was no different from a precious guest or friend of the dwarves’ legend, Maiking.
‘If this person does not forgive, our forge will have the greatest disgrace for causing trouble to Mai King’s customers…… !!!’
Shaking his body his, the head of the Dwarves stood up as much as possible and said.
“I, I will make the best sword by mobilizing all the manpower and essence of our forge!”
‘Oh, the effect is certain. Thank you, Mr. Mike.’
Hypno thanked Mike in his heart and at the same time felt proud of his actions.
‘This is also the result of my eundeok who saved Mr. Maiking through hypnosis. Cancer cancer.’
“Really? Oh, Winty. I’m going to go to this Mozral guy’s house. What are you going to do? Do you want to go get an apology with me?”
“Ah… You. I want to see you since I’m making my sword here… Uh.”
“Okay?”
Of course, he knew he would follow, but Hypno was puzzled by Wintineas’ words.
“Yeah. This is what happened… A sword that fits my hand… I want to get it.”
“I see.”
‘Well, Winty is also an adventurer, so he must have a custom-made weapon that fits his hand.’
“That’s great! If the user remains, we can make the best sword by asking about the user’s holding habit, swordsmanship, or magic!”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes! We will use all our strength to make the best sword!”
The Dwarven Officer was very desperate.
“Then, thank you. Hey, you can follow me too.”
“Fuck, what kind of bonus am I? And thanks to me, you knew that.”
“Oh, yes, but you’ve done a lot more wrong up until now, right?”
“How can you do it? You can do well now, now!”
‘It’s still a bad idea.’
“Okay, I’ll give you a prize later.”
“Award? What is it?”
“Tell that later.”
‘I should give it the honor of developing the G-spot or my own hand.’
Hypno looked at Mozral.
“Please guide me home.”
“……All right.”
Mozral rose from his seat, his shoulders drooping.
“Winty~ Then I’ll be back.”
“Yeah, well… Go and come. Hip… No.”
Hypno followed Mozral with Clarisse and arrived at Mozral’s house where the sword of Wintineas was located.
“Hey, I see.”
“Let’s go in quickly.”
“……Yes.”
Squeak……
Mozral enters the house and continues walking to the kitchen.
Hypno and Clarisse followed, and found a black-haired, white-horned, white-horned minority woman with braided hair hanging over her shoulders knitting at a table in the kitchen.
“Oh, Mozral, are you here already?”
A woman wakes up when she sees Mozral.
The woman was very warm and friendly.
Rocking!
‘Wow.’
She had very large breasts that made her tremble just by standing up.
Looking at those breasts of hers, Hypno thought.
‘It’s Rinia’s class. Ah, I suddenly want to see Linia.’