The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 86: THE RECURRING CALAMITY

As information. The profit the Dwarves would get was beyond what they had expected. That material stone alone was enough to build a single Kingdom to survive without a shortage of spending constraints in the space of decades.

Can be imagined how much they get to make one item with only one material capital.

Not only will they earn money but they also gain new experience in processing the raw materials.

And again all the materials I brought were not in small quantities. It is good to say that this will keep them busy for at least a year or so if they have to process the entire material carefully.

“All accommodations will be assisted by our side so you don't worry too much. Not only that, we give you the opportunity to trade your products legally on behalf of Harvellion Kingdom as your main brand. It would make others envious after hearing this news spread.”

I don't mean to brag but I'm confident this will work. My calculations are never wrong. Personally, this is a little risky. But I realize that each risk will bring its own benefits. This time I have no doubt that it is my best card.

Speaking of accommodation rights. Claude also made the deal if this delegation succeeded. He may be waiting for the good news right now. I can't disappoint him.

“So how, Elder?”

It was as if I was talking to myself without being ignored at all. The unlucky Elders they were busy researching the sparkling stones rather than listening to my explanation.

“Ha? Ah, yes son. No, wait! How can you get something this valuable. I mean, this much!”

I don't know if this old man was so smouldering that he raised material stones like thrusting raw food in front of me, let alone the severity of him being so excited. My shadow towards Elder Orlos is declining.

Not only Elder Orlos, the others were also the same. In fact, the uninterested Elder Helgam and always put on a face of anticipation was secretly interested.

‘Heh! Fucking old rascal, your reputation falls when you see precious materials, huh.’

Well, whatever it is I am relieved if they choose to be interested there. Because this means they are indirectly pointing out the fact that it benefits you and without a doubt it also brings them to approval.

“But, is it true with everything you said?” Elder Gruazi asked with both hands full of crystal stones.

“Yes, if you do not believe, I can invite you to our country to provide clarity. Maybe for you to see a child like me explaining cooperation and negotiation is a shameful thing on our part, right?”

For Elder Gruazi himself the most intuitive way of thinking and not directly acting rashly was the one who could be spoken to. And it was only natural for him that none of my explanations might be correct.

Of all the Elders he was the most doubtful over all of this.

For him whether it was benefiting the Dwarf race or not. In essence, their existence was questioned in this negotiation.

“T-no, of course I don't insult you son.”

Elder Gruazi became confused and filled with anxiety.

‘How to say it, the existence of our race alone is enough to create another interracial upheaval that is not too fond of the human race. If news we cooperate with them even though one of a country... Other races will not stay silent.’

Although all races had no conflict in history for hundreds of years after the alliance war. Their broken relationship did not make them go to war with each other. It is not because they form treaties or political ties.

Simple reason... They have no face to do so.

Then until now the whole Kingdom only lives in silence and tranquility respectively, when the world is thrown into chaos.

It's only natural that Elder Gruazi is anxious. This bet can be disastrous.

Looking at Elder Gruazi's face that was filled with worries of its own. Maybe I can tell what he's thinking now so as not to worry.

“Don't worry Elder. I understand, I told you. If one of the leaders of the Tenstheon Industrial City did not give consent, I guess, I will not force it. This negotiation I want to do is based on trust, not coercion. So do not assume if my arrival is a form of the emergence of disasters in your future.”

The only race that has a foundation that will strengthen our weaponry in the military is the Dwarves. Gaining their trust was a form of love from the goddess of luck to me. But, if this doesn't work, then I certainly give up.

However, that moment happened when my plan failed. I will take another path. The other races will not remain silent? Their pride was so high that even the heavens could not afford to hold them.

And negotiating with the Dwarves is one form of my plan to make the other races move.

“... You're a strange child.” murmurs come from Elder Gruazi's lips. But, not only muttered, he even smiled at the corner of his lips.

“No need to say that, son. We believe in you.” and are continued by the sentence Elder Orlos. In his words I can feel that he is completely sincere and honest.

Even without an argument where it weighs again, I see Elder Mouris, Vergo, and Helgam. Not to feed back statements and to choose silence on the approval of Elder Orlos, the dreamer at this meeting.

“After this meeting is over we the Elders will sign the agreement letter along with the employment contract you want and of course in accordance with the provisions that you say.”

“Good, thank you Elder.”

A feeling of pleasure is not enough to convey what I say. The relief that was impossible for me to feel turned out to appear in the last seconds where I considered failure. Yes, I succeeded.

With this little by little changes will begin.

But I still haven't got one more answer. It seems like they forgot the most important thing in this meeting.

When I asked with a low consonant voice the face of the happy Elder changed.

“Elder, how about another question? Last facts I told you before.”

Final facts. Is it true that they are cooperating with the Devils or not? Now and here I want to find the answer.

However, the expressions of the Elders showed like this declaration of mine I should not associate any more of his disclosures when they did not want to say anything.

“No. That is the answer.” with full confidence and right on his foundation he has no doubt about it.

But he was not finished and continued.

“The fact is not true. That's all I can say. But, if hearing this story may be for you the fact is true, son.”

Then his voice turned more and more drowning. His face that seemed to have left this world and his choice in such actions was correct. Making no possibility, he admitted defeat.

“At the alliance war, we Dwarves retreated. That's what I told you. But, in addition to retreating we fled and in the end hid until the war subsided. But, it was right before this City was in the wake.”

Then his words fused in the air and disappeared right then and there.

“The demon king is chasing us.”

Time seemed to stop when the sentence came out directly from Elder Orlos' esophagus. The meeting room was no longer filled with spirit, instead it was now falling into the deepest agony.

“After we managed to escape, we hid behind a wall that decided between the outside world as it is now. The blessings of Dryad's daughter are still active, and our life under his protection leaves us momentarily relieved and peaceful. That's what we think.”

“What... happened?”

“War ended a few months after we escaped. The human side suffers from the loss of many things. Then we thought it was over, but it wasn't. One of the Demon Lords while on the battlefield chased after us and destroyed what we had.”

If they were to end up being chased by the Demon King it made sense. One Demon King alone was equivalent to a great natural disaster and was able to destroy a single Kingdom with ease. At that moment, it must have been the Dwarves, suffering from even greater despair.

“He destroyed and killed the Dwarven race. Then then he said he would spare us and leave half of us alive, by stealing all the items we created.”

Perhaps that was the reason why the Dwarves were so wary of outsiders and put up any form of self-security wherever they were.

“For example this Dimensional Pouch.” it is a sentence with sadness issued by Elder Orlos. The other Elders were also sad like that.

However, their work is a precious treasure to them rather than their own lives.

Losing an item they created, it was worse than losing their own life. Because the item for the Dwarf race, was their form of honor and pride.

“So... Forgive me for carrying a wound that wasn't supposed to.”

“No. This is the truth, it doesn't matter if you find out. The reason we hide this fact is because—”

“I understand. You no longer need to say it if it is heavy.”

Ah, this is bad. I did not intend to open the old wound, but I accidentally opened it. How heavy it is when the wound opens, I understand the feeling.

Elder Orlos smiled. “Thank you.”

When I myself cannot give back.

This expanding situation is becoming more developed in a direction that it should not be.

And suddenly the meeting room became violently shaking like the ground had been hit by a large-scale earthquake.

“...! What's the matter!?” Said the panicked Elder Gruazi.

Elder Orlos and the intuitive Elder Helgam rose from his seat and took out their weapons.

I didn't know what was going on until a great shock broke out and decided to follow them out.

When I saw that I was out in the middle of the Elders, my Party approached me, especially Yohan who looked very anxious immediately spoke.

“Al! You're not what? I felt pressure from the meeting room, did something bad happen?”

“Not hyung, everything went smoothly. Than that, what's this?”

The Industrial City of Tenstheon was not only hit by the tremors but the people came out of the building and there was a crowd due to the shaking.

“I don't know..”.

At that moment the july who appeared also confirmed this incident with a distorted face.

The sky that slowly darkened and blasted lightning over became an unpredictable phenomenon.

“... Suddenly the sky became dark and strange.”

The next Yohan.

Then July who was in front who had guessed what happened opened her voice in a voice full of anger.

[He came.]

The elder was confused by the word July. But, it didn't last long.

[‘Night Queen 25’ is coming again!]

The Elders became extremely shocked, their pale faces answering everything. It's not just fear, it's more... It's hopelessness.