The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 83: ELDER OF DWARF (3)

The Elders were surprised by the aura of the energy that was clearly not foreign to them. Nowadays poker faces are almost impossible to maintain as the shocked expression dives into the look on their faces.

How can I do this?

The answer is simple, because thanks to July, Samael woke up and his strength can I copy thanks to the hard work of the monitor. Maybe my synchronization with July is still in the growth stage, but not with the July attribute that naturally enters my body when his Prophet increase in an instant reaches 100%.

It was fortunate that I had July so the current one who was in the presence of the Elders was not just a child.

That fact July had already chosen a child like me as the one she followed.

That fact alone was enough to make the Elder mess around with it and moreover that the impossible should become no longer impossible when the power of July the Dryad clearly appeared and appeared in front of them.

I crossed my legs and opened my mouth.

“As we see, the power and the crushed power of that sword alone have amazed me. Thank you for the material trial, Elder sir. I now believe that I want more and more to work with you guys.”

It would be a pity if we had to walk like this in the end.

“Wait, what from the beginning is your plan son?!” Elder Mouris with her panicked face became a loss of composure. Where the crazy Elder Mouris that greeted us earlier, it was already non-existent.

“The initial plan is to do everything by paying respect and respect for the value of the existence of the Dwarves recorded in history. But you changed that plan yourself and made me switch to the backup plan.”

Elder Mouris's eyebrows dropped and his lips became complaining.

“Actually how much are you planning, son?”

Lightly I lift my shoulders. “Who knows..”

Elder Mouris gritted his teeth while Elder Gruazi and Vergo looked anxious, but in contrast to Elder Helgam who was silent but his one-eyed gaze remained there arrogantly.

“Mixed with hardness is a thing that is out of plan. But while we can still discuss like this who is the problem, right.”

Tenstheon's industrial city system could be said to be relatively simple yet what made it tight and heavy was likely from the Elder's side.

The laws here will have no effect on the laws out there. The world is risking their lives out there but if Tenstheon's public law mixes with the outside world, then they will become a laughing stock.

“So say, the Elder-nim. Will any of you accept this form of my negotiation after I say one or two interesting facts.”

There was an aura from the gaze of the Elder sitting in the middle and he also gave a light answer.

“Mari listen.”

“Swise choice.”

And then it was as if I was fighting alone. This time it was a verbal war that was no stranger to me. Which is my expertise in this field so I am confident and open my voice.

“I want to ask you guys, is history really that other races hate the human race for the reason we humans are greedy?”

“The written history is a form of philosophy that is in print in general and it is about hundreds of years old. Even we do not understand any of the contents of the philosophy.”

The answer came directly and without hesitation from Elder Gruazi's old lips.

“You lied.”

Elder Gruazi was shocked and wide-eyed.

“What do you mean?”

“What I am saying is whether you hate humans for the reason we are greedy, not because of any other history you do not know after confining yourself in this place.”

I don't hesitate to add an aggressive word in my sentence. Tone to express the tension around me.

“The history of the Dwarves and other races are different from each other. Why could that be? There's one thing to that. You're hiding facts that we humans don't know, right.”

All the Elders fell silent. When there was no response, one and two Elders who responded slapped the table firmly and with furious expressions. Elder Mouris and Vergo were sitting next to each other as if not receiving it.

“What do you mean by that?!”

“What are you really after, son?! There can't be anything like that!”

The coming of their narrative puts a little bit of pressure back. I think there are those who disagree with my personal opinion but only two of them appear. Elder Gruazi was slightly pale, Elder Helgam was silent and strangely calm there, as was the Elder who was in the middle.

“Relax Mr. Elder, this does not mean that I interrogate you all. Why are you so panicked?”

At least I can smile easily before I feel my own victory.

Relations between other races and human races are tenuous. When I read all of their history books to add insight into working together and looking for their weaknesses there was only one I did not understand.

In the context of a history book that reads an old dialogue.

“Why did you guys go, at least survive better. Swallowing your own saliva is better, and at least drinking the blood of others better than your soul is lost towards darkness and eventually emptiness.”

Of all the books only one dialogue that I do not understand the meaning but I can understand at least what the author felt when writing the poem.

Only one can I confirm after swallowing that sentence full and at this moment can I say in this place boldly.

“You guys from the beginning did plan to leave the human race alone.”

The Elders were stunned and speechless pecking. It was as if the blank faces of Elder Mouris and Vergo paled and they fell on their seats back.

I snorted when Elder Gruazi still insisted on maintaining his rationality.

“Fact first, there is a rumor that says you are secretly trading the dark to the human race by scooping up certain profits.”

The information from Veronica which is in reality is no longer a rumor after I confirm by sending the Shadow to conduct a full investigation of the Dwarves.

As it turns out, there are traces that say that the Dwarf race once interacted with humans without being known to the public.

“Second fact, you know what this is?” I showed the Dimensional Pouch like I was holding a rat's tail in disgust.

“That's a Dimension Pouch, not.”

“True, I give you the value of one hundred master Vergo.”

“A-ah thank you.” Vergo thirsts for praise and after that Mouris sniffs him.

“Why with a Pouch Dimension of it?” then Mouris added that in a hesitant tone.

“Good question.”

I threw my Dimensional Pouch at Mouris and Mouris caught it with both hands.

Vergo and Mouris went straight to see if there was anything strange about the Dimensional Pouch very carefully.

“Nothing suspicious.”

I grinned wide with my eyes wide open, and I raised my tone of voice loudly.

“Third act! It was a drop item belonging to the devil.”

At that very moment the Dimensional Pouch in Mouris's hand he just threw it into the middle of the table without her noticing it had already explained all the puzzles we did not understand.

All the faces of the three Elders paled and became hot. Some are nervous, panic, worried, and also some are trying to calm down. That's great because they show the diversity of their individual differences.

“What do you think, is that fact you can understand, Elder-nim?”

After it reached their ears none of them Elders could give a response. It should be here that Elder Helgam is emotional and explodes because my words are disrespectful yet he is still sitting down, he is like a dog well trained by his owner.

That instant also the chuckling sound made the silence break.

“Kehehe.”

Then it turned into a loud laugh like he was howling like a wolf.

“Hahahaha!!”

“Orlos..”.

The elder who was in the middle had laughed like a madman who had already completely lost his sanity. Not knowing until when he laughed, the other Elder was only perplexed to give a response.

“Interesting! You're an interesting boy!”

Should I smile first before thinking this is a good thing.

“What I pass?”

“Hahaha. Right, you passed son.”

That's the word from Elder Orlos that I have known is terrible but in fact he is the most played with a poker face.

“So is that fact true, Elder-nim?”

The corner of Elder Orlos' lips was drawn upwards forming a side smile.

“True.”

“Orlos..” Elder Gruazi was lulled and pressed his head firmly.

“Why Gruazi he's a smart kid who can assume it's all alone even he doesn't tremble standing in front of us while unmasking us. He deserves appreciation.”

Without denying it was the most honest spontaneity answer I could find. Though that fact had to do with the reputation history of their race yet Elder Orlos had nothing to hide.

Helgam there sighed like he did know that Elder Orlos would say that. Gruazi was a little dissatisfied with that, and Mouris and Vergo were still confused and anxious not to know how to respond.

Then Elder Orlos continued on seriously.

“But, you know. We Dwarves also have our own reasons why we do it.”

“And what is it?” ask me.

“For the survival of our race.”

Who willingly dispose of fellows of different races. Rela unwinds all forms of bonding that have long been knitted. Turns out the reason is simple. All for their own family.

Even though they were standing on fire, they were in the storm. They will stand between their own races and take the consequences of division.