The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 868

Everyone went silent as the weapon was placed on the desk.

"That, it’s beautiful." Governor Shin sighed. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

"That has to hit harder than I’d smash your sister." One of the Dwarves announced, smiling at the Governor.

"You’d need two hands either way. His sister is a big ol’ gal, and you’ve got stumpy legs." Karl agreed.

{WTF?} Ashbringer asked in a private message, but Karl just winked at him as the Dwarves began to laugh.

"Freshly made, Runes haven’t even settled overnight yet. It’s not a fake." The oldest of the Dwarves announced.

"Oy! That’s in Dwarven." One of the emissaries declared as he examined the runes.

"Well, I am somewhat better at Dwarven poetry than any other language when the topic is the finer aspects of striking stone." Karl shrugged.

The Dwarves stared at him suspiciously, so Karl took the Governor’s notepad and wrote out the Dwarven runes he had used for Overlord Othello’s new blade back in the Golden Dragon Nation.

"This is the first one I made using that technique, and the result was spectacular. Even gave her a personalized effect of extra damage against perverts." Karl explained.

The dwarves read the sheet and began to laugh.

"Transform back, let’s get a look at you then." The eldest Dwarf insisted.

Governor Shin looked curious, but Karl didn’t hesitate to dismiss [Beast Form] and stand on his human legs for the first time in a month or more.

"What do you know, you’re not a Dwarf? You kind of smell like one, though. So perhaps just a little bit." The old man muttered.

"Not a human, either. Now, I’ve done some things I’m not proud of while drinking, but did someone shag a Void Elemental?" One of the other men asked.

The old man laughed. "Don’t be silly. That would be like taking a Fire Elemental to bed."

Karl cleared his throat. "Ashbringer is half Fire Elemental."

The Dwarves roared with laughter, and Karl began to wonder if this whole visit was just entertainment for them, and not some serious political matter, the way that Governor Shin saw it.

Karl smirked at one of the younger men, a ginger haired Dwarf with soot embedded deep in the lines and pores of his hands.

"Don’t even play like you wouldn’t give it a shot if the lady of the forge came to life." He added.

Ashbringer smirked, and the Dwarf looked pensive for a moment before nodding in agreement.

The elderly Dwarf leading the delegation sighed. "Alright, enough jokes. I see that you’ve managed to obtain a single actual Runemaster. If there were more, Drodh wouldn’t need months and months to prepare for a visit.

The quality of the weapon, as well, is incredible. Especially for a Demon.

We will accept that you are a proper producing city, but we can’t say that Drodh is a weapon making nation. In light of that, we will halve the tariff."

Governor Shin sighed in relief, until the old Dwarf picked up the axe.