“Congratulations.”
“Go to the wide continent and unfurl the Dwarf’s dream to your heart’s content. Cheers!”
“Cheers!”
“To you!”
Over 1,000 of Kuruso’s Dwarves gathered in the plaza next to the lakefront and drank beer.
“Kyaa, so good.”
“This is the taste!”
On the lake, there were duck sculptures made of water making ripples on the surface as they leisurely moved about. From beneath the water enormous whale sculptures were splashing up and about, creating rainbows.
The fantasy-like scenery that Kendellev’s sculptures showed, and the beer drunk in the Underground Kingdom!
The Dwarves were busy drinking beer from the barrel.
“If someone asks why Kuruso’s the best place, you can’t leave out the taste of the beer.”
“I dun think I can leave Kuruso just ‘cus of the taste of this beer.”
Although their mood probably played a part too, Kuruso really did have incredible tasting beer.
Beer Artisan!
They were an existence in Kuruso that the Dwarves could only respect; they boasted that the beer made by Kuruso’s Beer Artisans had the best taste.
Dwarves find joy in drinking beer and happily getting drunk. They have the racial characteristic of liking beer. Their concentration, as well as several stats and skills, increases when they drink beer. If they fully rest for a day after getting completely drunk, they are back to their best condition by the next day and are able to make goods.
Every time they slammed empty iron cups to the table and saw the positive changes that occurred, the Dwarves felt rewarded.
“Art Hand, get over here!”
“Here, you oughta drink a cup here too.”
Weed moved from place to place and was busy drinking the offered alcohol. Since he was to some extent the main character of the farewell party, he had to participate.
“The quest that time was truly incredible.”
“You created a strategy for Dwarves to fight in caves, didn’t you.”
The Soldiers and Warriors praised Weed.
The way the drunken Dwarves said the same thing over and over again was the most awkward part of it all! Since Weed had to move from place to place, he heard similar words, but he endured it all.
‘If it’s for the sake of a free present, this level of boredom… I can endure it whenever.’’
The Dwarves game him shortswords, leather rucksacks, and things like bait food as presents.
The bait food not only emitted an incredibly good smell, it also had the effect of putting monsters to sleep. It only applied to monsters of life, and it had the drawback that monsters with a lot of suspicion didn’t often eat it. Monsters with big frames had to eat a huge amount of the bait for an effect to appear, and there were cases where monsters gathered because of the bait.
However, even taking into account the drawbacks, its considerable effects made it a type of dish that sold for high prices. Talented chefs had to make it with excellent ingredients, so the amount produced was low.
“It’d be good if this bait could save your life. The continent truly has many dangers so always be careful. And only go where there are a lot of Dwarves.”
“I’ll use it well.”
“Ya Dwarf, Art Hand isn’t even a beginner so there’s no need to say something like that. Art Hand… go. This Kuruso has really become a nice place to live, thanks to you. There are the even sculptures of water…”
In the warm atmosphere, Weed received and stowed away gifts. But Dwarves who were giving him their well-wishes suddenly tilted their heads.
“But the wings you made in the victory against Death Hand aren’t there anymore. Where did they suddenly go?”
“…”
“They were really magical wings but they suddenly disappeared. What happened to those wings?”
The Dwarves were wondering about the Wings of Light that Weed had granted life and stored away separately.
Weed explained in an evasive way.
“It’s made of light, isn’t it? What happens when you keep a candle lit for a long time?”
“It turns off.”
“That’s how it is.”
“Ah! So that’s how it was.”
“I thought it was something else. Haha!”
As they drank their beer the Dwarves smiled brightly, their doubts relieved.
The evasion went well because the Dwarves had drunk alcohol.
– Intoxication level is going up.
As Weed received and drank the offered beer, he became rather pleasantly tipsy.
“Art Hand, you’ve gotta drink the beer we’re givin’ too!”
“Come here, here!”
Though it was to the point where he had an unsteady gait, Weed walked over and received a glass topped to the brim with beer.
“Drink it aaaaalll at once.”
The Dwarves were a race that didn’t like to drink it sip by sip.
Weed superbly drank it all down in one shot.
“Kyaah!”
“You’re a man after all, now, have a drumstick appetizer too.”
As Weed ate some appetizers and walked around, he even got to drink alcohol with Exper.
He was one of the 5 Great Craftsmen, and when Weed had first come to Kuruso his had been the first name he’d heard — the artisan who had songs made in his honor.
For Weed’s farewell party, all 5 Great Craftsmen had come here.
“Art Hand.”
“Yes, elder.”
“One day I will definitely make a spear that can catch a Dragon. Hic.”
“I’m certain that if it’s elder, you will definitely make it.”
Though he was drunk, he made an effort to match Exper’s mood.
“Hiccup. I’m drunk. Anyways, I made this spear for you, so take it with you.”