The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 82: ELDER OF DWARF (2)

Yes, not to be forgotten, if there was one Elder who from earlier did not speak at all. Rather than speaking, he observed something with both of his eyes glaring sharply, arms crossed, dressed in full armor, there was a huge sword also by his side.

Other than all the Elders who could make matters unbiased. Only this one Elder whose existence alone makes someone aware, that — look, do not mess around and do not do stupid actions. Like those.

And the person he was researching was me.

“Gruazi, Helgam, Mouris, Vergo, if you guys play out. You only show the foolishness of the Elder leaders in this City with your actions. Bring you down with only a small child in front of you.”

Enough with that sentence and the Elders were made to shut up in real silence.

“Say son. No, o representative of the land of men what do you mean by cooperation with the Dwarves?”

Is this a serious time? Putting aside all the previous problems it seems that this one will soon be at its core and quickly get done. I am relieved that there is finally a reasonable of the other five Elder Dwarves.

Not only that, from his eyes. If I don't do an interesting action then I will be kicked from here.

“As I said to you gentlemen esteemed Elders. I want to do cooperation with you guys.”

“Example?”

I grinned wide and raised my hand.

“I want your talent.”

The Elder's face could be said to be calm if it was outside of him alone. However, in terms of their minds, they were very surprised and still put on a poker face.

They should have kept that, but there was one who could not keep their poker face.

“What do you mean by that, little man?!”

A loud voice with the breaking of the table and the fall of the chair. Followed by the sound of the ringing of the blades being slowly pulled until the sound of the sound was flapping the ears. Elder Helgam brandished his sword.

“Helgam!” Vergo also rose up because of the actions of Elder Helgam.

While I still try to calm down and smile as best I can.

“Maybe it seems that you are slightly misunderstanding Mr. Helgam. What I say is not insults but compliments and respectful sentences that I show you all Dwarves.”

Elder Vergo was a little stunned by this switch whereas Elder Mouris and Elder Gruazi carefully listened to this like a serious and important meeting. And on the other hand, he who looks at me sharply and still the same. That's grisly.

“Sit Helgam.”

a heavy yet calm voice, that was what the Elder sitting in the middle said.

“Cih!” Elder Helgam was still grumbling and reinserting his greatsword into the sheath.

“Continue.” add that Elder.

“I know the fact that Dwarves have a talent for forging things into very classy items. An example would be the sword of master Helgam and the one you wear Elder. I'm amazed as the two items are so visibly alive in your hands. So I want to work with you guys in the distribution field.”

“Is that what you mean you monopolize our work?” ask Elder Gruazi.

“Memonopoly?” I chuckled darkly with my body slightly trembling at the sentence that Elder Gruazi said. If the feeling is not pleasure, then what is the name. “Ya!”

“This backpack!”

“Helgam stop!”

BOOM UP!

The slightly explosive explosion caused smoke to billow conductively around us.

“You are in too much of a hurry Mr. Helgam.”

[Skill ‘Resistance All Element (L)’ has been activated!]

A skill that could be activated indefinitely that could resist any kind of attack in the form of physical impact was what could be said to be absolute. However, this was not entirely absolute and could only survive a certain attack. There is no perfect defense.

However, since this was a foolish action then the skill would respond to the attack as a form of threat.

I grinned as Elder Helgam's attack was between my own protectors.

“Geh! Damn kid!”

Elder Helgam's unwillingly surrender's sword creak sent Elder Gruazi, Mouris, and Vergo rushing here to stop Elder Helgam. Yet Elder Helgam's strength could not be stopped with just that and suddenly something floated towards us.

Without warning I instinctively upgraded and activated the [Resistance All Element] skill a second time and quickly my outermost protector shattered instantly with just one big sword throw, which then the sword floated bouncing because it could not penetrate my last protector.

It surprised us and it came from the Elder who had sat quietly and chose to act as a brutal person.

“Be quiet and return to where you sit.”

I couldn't say anything more and was just stunned. What if I don't activate the protective skill a second time? I will die with just that one sword throw.

My guess on Elder Helgam's sword is wrong. One more sword with the heaviest and extraordinary class, it can even break through my defensive form which is almost impossible to break through by an ordinary physical impact attack.

At least what I can predict from this one Elder's sword. This sword has a very high level.

I looked at that Elder who was arrogantly still sitting there. I grinned slipperyly.

“You are very kind-hearted Elder-nim.”

I have no hesitation in adding - nim behind him and walking closer to the table.

“Even you have no qualms about swinging a sword against a child like me. Is it because I am being disrespectful? Then I apologize for that.”

With my distance close to the table I again smiled widely.

“Let's change this meeting a little sharper than before. Because things are like this so it would be strange if we all suddenly laughed and joked instead.”

I turned back and turned back to them.

Hush up!

The greenish energy that should have been obvious to them the Elders knew whose property this was appearing in and out of my body. Along with the natural aroma and the roots wriggling under my feet. Then the root rose to the surface and slowly formed something like a large root net wriggling.

When the roots finished moving, I loudly sat on the roots.

“Let's start this conversation once again, starting from the fact what exactly is the purpose of the Dwarf race..”.

This power, this energy, the circuit form of this true magic. Not wrong and not who else, if it's Dryad July Lilyca's original.

“Not so, dear Elders.”