Knights, Magic, and Technology
chapter 123's

Arcane pushed the boy down from his carriage as if he did not care if he went east while the little boy cried out in pain.

"uh... You are so cruel to a child!!! "

Arcane just chimed in casually.

"the little boy won't point a gun at anyone else, let alone that person has helped him"

the little boy immediately opened his hood and saw that he was a boy with a thin beard on his face, he also had reddish-brown hair with a stern and wild look.

he ran and jumped and got on the Arcane train.

"huh..you dare to fight me!"

Arcane did not care and did the same to him, the incident continued over and over and he continued to grumble.

neither of them gave up until the day began to afternoon, the little boy finally sat quietly on the carriage with many abrasions and his dirty robe.

the boy looked at Arcane and sighed.

"my name is Ghor, nice to meet you"

Arcane who was in the coachman's seat immediately replied.

"let's call me Arc"

Ghor nodded he then asked back.

"where are you headed? "

"going east, my friend kidnapped me there to look for him"

arcane said briefly.

Ghor just nodded and then Arcane again said.

"you're from the dwarf race huh? "

Ghor nodded and replied.

Arcane glanced and sighed.

"at least if reasoned like that shave off the beard that began to grow it or buy a facial disguise because your face looks too young"

"eh really!? "

Ghor immediately felt his chin and felt that his beard was starting to grow.

as said that a dwarf has unique characteristics where his body is shorter than other flavors for Arcane he thinks that the puberty of a dwarf is very early because of what he read when they still 10 years old has grown a beard (for men of course)

in addition, they are blessed by the ability to forge and craftsmen are very extraordinary, some even say that they learn while still in the womb.

each quality of their product is the best and with such pride they place their self-esteem in their product.

the dwarves would forge wholeheartedly in creating equipment or crafts, the better it would be the more distinguished he would be in the Kingdom.

returning to Arcane's rested journey, he took out some of the wood he had collected from the chariot that had been destroyed in the previous killing.

after that he also roasted the meat he had prepared from the headquarters.

"hey you don't want to eat? "

Arcane offers food to Ghor who, after being discovered, knows that Ghor is now keeping his distance.

at last that night Arcane divided half his meal and placed it near Ghor.

"even if it's poisonous at least you die full"

"degs! "

ghor's heart stopped beating and looked at Arcane with awe, his whole body was now goosebumps but his fear of Arcane was no greater with his hunger.

that night, Ghor passed through it with fear and nightmares.

the next morning the two of them continued on but this time Brok looked very still and calm, Arcane glanced at it and laughed to himself.

In that silence Arcane finally learned his magic control, he now uses the power of earth magic to make small balls and turn them into various shapes ranging from simple to complicated.