The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 872

The old Dwarf stopped at a house a few blocks up and knocked on the door, then waited, while the others tried not to laugh.

The door opened and an ancient woman, bent with age, glared out at him.

"Go away, we’re not buying." She insisted, then slammed the door in his face.

The old man knocked again, and the woman huffed as she opened the door, then stepped away to let him inside.

"His mother-in-law. We can go to the dungeon staging area now. I will show you the public portal’s location, so you know where to arrive next time, and then help you set up a group." The shaman who had cast their portals for them explained.

That revelation completely changed the way Karl understood the Dwarves’ interaction. Karl had thought that was his wife at first, but if it was his mother-in-law slamming the door in his face and then relenting, not his wife not recognizing him, it became much more amusing.

"The Dungeon formed on the outer surface of the Mountain, so the staging areas are just inside the entrance, near the public portals.

That helps reduce the need for bright lights throughout the city, but you will find that most of the items closest to the entrance are overpriced, and intended for the gullible or extremely wealthy.

Not that you’re likely to be short on money, being an Overlord Ranked craftsman, but the Dungeon Gate is less popular among locals as a shopping district than the deep gate, forty levels below us, which comes out on the west side of the river." The Shaman explained.

That would also explain why Karl was seeing so many other species in this area. Even if the city was primarily Dwarven, the outer regions were more hospitable to other species than the inner parts of the city, where the oppressive weight of the stone and the depths would bear down on their minds.

Karl was still at home in the city the same way he was in the mines, but he could see that many of the other species didn’t like to stray too far from the light.

"This is the staging area for groups, and that building with the stepped double spiral pillars covers the Portal. If you follow me this way, I will introduce you to a few of the better group leaders."

The Shaman led Karl to a group of Dwarves that were standing around with four nervous looking dragonkin.

"Thomas, good timing. Do you still have a spot left? We made a new friend in Drodh, and he’s got a pass for free entry." The Shaman greeted the leader of the team, a stout Dwarven Paladin with long red hair.

"Shaman Petros. It’s not often that the Council makes friends with the Demons, so this one must be special." The Paladin replied in an even tone.

"He’s a Runemaster, and he can write Dwarven Mystic Runes." The Shaman replied.

The whole group turned to look at Karl, and one of the Dragonkin rumbled in amusement, a very draconic noise.

"So, he’s not a Demon at all. Only a Dwarf’s offspring could make Dwarven Runes work. But a true Runemaster? Council Shaman, Slate Petros, you have found exceptional luck today." The jet black haired Dragonkin girl noted with a smile.

"You don’t sound surprised?" Thomas, the Paladin leading the group, asked.