Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"......"

In the pitch-dark space, a black dragon remained motionless with its eyes fixed on a single point. It was Royce. He roared in his mind.

I can't ...... get rid of my brother Tsune's presence. What the hell is going on?

Royce's plan was to eat the Dragon King and the one who controls the divine dragon while Tsune and Rinos were fighting. Although the eldest brother Tsune is quite skilled, he knew that he would eventually be defeated in a one-on-one battle with the Agarthan king Rinos. However, he was not the brother who would be defeated immediately. The battle between the two would be a very protracted one. In the meantime, he would eat them both, and if he had the chance, he would eat Linos himself. ...... He had such a blueprint in his mind.

The plan was working. But in the end, the only ones he was able to devour were the one who controlled the divine dragon and a woman of the human race whom he had not expected at all. Just one more step, and we were almost interrupted. ....... Lois exhales slowly.

...... Well, well, well. I was able to eat the one who controls the divine dragon. My skills must be getting pretty good. I'd like to try it once. But ...... I'd better not move too much while Brother Tsune is still alive. It doesn't look like he's hurt too badly.

Lois sensed it. The signs of Tsune were the same as usual. His brother Tsune was the perfect opponent to test how much his skills had improved. However, he was not yet confident that he would be able to finish him off. Besides, Agartha King Linos and the Dragon King were still alive and well. If Royce showed up, he might even have to deal with all three of them together.

......We should stay put unless there is a decisive chance. Well, okay. Let's rest in this space for a while. No one can find this space. We will be safe here.

Lois muttered to herself and slowly closed her eyes.

Lois closes her eyes slowly.

Meanwhile, in the Dwarven Principality, the Dwarven King, Niza Duke Aemon, was in a state of thoughtlessness.

He was naked and battered by a waterfall. He had been drenched in the waterfall for about four hours since about midnight. He intended to continue this until dawn. After that, he was to return to his workshop to light the fire. There, his son Galtor, his daughter Considie, and Meilias, one of the wives of Agartha King Linos, are waiting for his return. They would be ready to work as soon as he returned.

When he heard from Considine about the ...... sword that cuts through space, he was truly excited. Such a sword does not exist in this world. But the theory that Meilius and Considie had developed was convincing enough to make it a reality. He instantly understood that it would require the highest level of blacksmithing skills in the world. And he knew in his heart that there was no one but himself who could forge it.

He was excited. Excited. There is no greater honor for a blacksmith than to be able to do that.

The Dwarf king rebuked Considine's hesitation to get to work right away. To tell the truth, he himself wanted to start work right away. But he knew that if he struck his sword in a state of excitement, it would surely upset his hand. Therefore, in order to cool his excitement and regain his icy composure, he dared to go to the waterfall.

In the freezing cold that stung his skin, he remained still, eyes closed, not moving a muscle. I wonder how much time has passed. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the sun was just about to rise in front of me.

"......"

He involuntarily turns away from the waterfall and gazes at the scene below. His breath is white. His breath is white, and white smoke is rising from his body. The sunrise gradually emerging from the depths of the forest calms him down.

...... calms his mind. Let's go back to the workshop.

He turns his back to the sunrise and starts to walk down the mountain. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was still dark.

"!?"

He looked around the sky, thinking that strange things happen. The full moon was still shining brightly in the direction of the east.

...... is the world of morning and night centered on me?

Now the moon is about to set deep in the forest and still shines gently. And when I look back, a bright red light rises as if the forest were burning. Seeing this miraculous spectacle of nature, the Dwarf King felt as if he were lighter. He had a feeling that he was about to make the best sword ever.

When he returned to the workshop, the three men were already ready to begin work. The Dwarf King nodded slowly, and Garut and Considine stood before him ready to strike the other side. The king picked up his favorite hammer and began to reforge his Holy Sword.

The sound of swords being struck with a steady rhythm could be heard. As May watched, she noticed that these three men were hitting their swords with the exact same strength. He was convinced that this sword would be the most powerful sword in the world that could cut through space.

There are many steps in the process of reforging a sword. However, the three of them worked silently through the many processes without exchanging a single word. After a few hours, Considine and May take over. Sidhi does not take a rest and goes to the children. Even then, they did not speak to each other.

"Well..."

About half a day after he had begun his work, the Dwarf King stopped for the first time. May's work had exceeded his expectations.

"It's something my late ...... father taught me."

"Hmph, I miss it. I used to do this when I was young.

"If there is another method, I will follow it. ......"

No, it will take more time, but it will be done with more care if you use Meilias's method. I don't think so. Habituation... I was unconsciously trying to make things easier.

At the Dwarf King's words, Mei slowly bowed her head.

The Dwarf King and his son Galtor had worked tirelessly for two whole days with the Holy Sword. They refused to listen to the words of May and Siddee, who offered them a turn and suggested they take a rest, but they just kept on hammering away.

"Turn off the light!"

After two whole days of work, the Dwarf King suddenly opened his mouth. Already he and Galtor looked as if their spirits had been exhausted. Mei and Sidhi, looking at the scene, dim the lights in the workshop.

A miraculous ...... scene unfolds.

A faint silvery light was rising from the Holy Sword, like a wisp of smoke. The four of them continued to gaze at the sword in silence.

"...... father."

Galtor opens his mouth quietly. All eyes are on him.

"Are you still working?"

"What do you think, Galtor?"

"I think it would be pointless to do any more work. Further work will only make this sword less sharp.

"...... I agree."

"Did it work, father?"

Sidi asks the Dwarf King, exhaling slowly. He mutters in a small voice without changing his expression.

"Maybe...".

The Dwarf King was exhausted. But he was sure that the workmanship could not be bettered.

All that remains is to sharpen this sword. You can talk to me and Mei about it at ......."

His daughter Considie opened her mouth. The Dwarf King nodded silently. Perhaps these two would not make a single mistake. Perhaps in a few hours this sword will be finished. .......

He slowly turns his attention to his son, Galtor.

"You have done well, Galtor. Rest now and ...... leave the final polishing to you. As the next king of the Dwarven Duchy, you will further hone your skills."

Galtho slowly bowed his head. At this moment, Gártó was unofficially proclaimed the next king of the dwarves. This was the moment of the birth of "King Galtor the Divine Engineer", who was later regarded as the most highly skilled of all the Dwarf Kings of the past. .......