I Became a Retired Warrior Who Suffered NTR in the Novel

39 – The Dwarf Mine

Dragon…

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No matter how brave he was, he couldn’t guarantee that he would fight and defeat the dragon, the strongest race on earth.

At first, I thought about telling the dragon about the invasion of the demon army and asking him to reopen the mine.

It was unlikely that they would work because they maintained neutrality whether the demon army or the angels invaded the human world.

Then, as a last resort…

Fight…

It was a battle.

If you don’t have to kill the dragon, if it damages it enough to kick it out,

I was thinking that if it was a dragon that was very self-sacrificing, it would surely run away on its own.

Of course, it is also something to be careful of..

Dragons are selfish, but they have a strong sense of fellowship, so if you kill them by mistake, you may have to fight all the dragons, so you should never kill them.

After my remarks…

I thought that a normal dwarf would never ask for help even if he was a hero because his pride was so dirty,

As if they had suffered in the meantime, they were hurrying up and writing the contract this time.

Instead, there were times when that pride was good…

The terms of the contract gave us a better contract than what we had suggested.

Is it correct to say that they did not receive help from us, but that they paid a fair price and borrowed our power?

Until the war with the demon king’s army is over, the Dwarven Mine provides free iron ore and silver ore to the kingdom of Argen.

2. Until the end of the war with the Demon King’s Army, the Dwarf Mine provides weapons and armor to the Kingdom of Argen free of charge.

3. Even after the war with the demon king’s army is over, for 10 years, they trade at half the price of other countries.

When Clara first received this contract, she was so surprised that she read it over and over again.

Other Dwarves who read the contents of the contract also had a strong opinion that if only the dragon was driven out, that would be enough, so there seemed to be no major problem in concluding the contract.

“Can I add one more here?”

“What else? I think this is enough for us to do.”

Clara was writing something on the last line of the contract…

4. Until the war with the demon king’s army is over, the Kingdom of Argen provides free beer to the Dwarf mines.

I don’t know what Clara meant by writing this… But the village chief’s reaction to seeing this…

“Heh heh heh heh heh.”

After reading the last line of the contract, the village chief smiled wildly and pointed with his hand proudly at the other dwarves around him.

Clara smiled shyly and opened her mouth again.

“My brother told me to make sure to write this down when the contract is written down.”

“That’s true… He’s a very interesting human king.”

Everyone on the continent knows that dwarves like beer…

I didn’t know that Clara would write down the contents of the contract like that.

“Okay! Very good! I’ve had many interactions with humans so far, but there’s no place as fun as here in the Kingdom of Argen. Heh heh heh heh.”

The village chief looked to see if he was satisfied with the terms of the contract, signed the bottom part of the contract first, and held it out to Clara.

Clara also wrote down her signature and handed over one of the two contracts to herself and the other to the Dwarf village chief.

“Departure is tomorrow morning. Can you tell me the location of the mine where the dragon is?”

“If that’s the case…”

The village chief pointed to one of the dwarves standing behind him, and he came forward and greeted us.

“This is Barin. He’s my cousin In our dwarven mines, they are very strong fighters.”

Barin, the village chief’s cousin with a shaggy beard, approached us and patted his chest with his hand before introducing himself.

“My name is Barin. I will guide you to the mine where the dragon is.”

“Yes.”

“When are you going to start?”

“I will do it early tomorrow morning.”

I wanted to prepare a little more mentally and move, but

From the point of view of the kingdom of Arjen, it was an urgent situation, so we had to move as quickly as possible.

“I can’t stay like this, I have to throw a party to succeed!”

The village chief got up from his seat and proposed a party for our success.

Don’t be fooled by this, Clara jumped up from her seat and shouted.

“I knew that and brought a lot of beer from the kingdom. He should have arrived outside by now.”

“Oh!!! Also! The Kingdom of Argen!”

Hearing Clara’s words, the village chief seemed to be moved, but his eyes were looking out the window even as he smiled even louder.

That night, as the village chief said, all the dwarves in the village gathered and held a big festival.

The town hall was lined with beer kegs and meat that seemed to have been sent by Edwin, so we could eat and drink to our heart’s content.

“Hey!! This is beer after a while!”

“Oh!! It tastes good! After all, beer from the Kingdom of Argen is the best!”

Each of the dwarves was exclaiming as if they had been having a party like this for the first time in a while.

The beer was disappearing as soon as I opened the beer keg.

“Did you say the hero Carlos?”

“Ah. Yes. You are Mr. Barin, right?”

“Mr. Barin is something, just call him Barin.”

“But… Just by looking at it, he’s older than me…”

“Look at this. Among the dwarves, I’m roughly your age.”

“Ah… Yes…”

Barin pointed at me for being sensitive about my age and drank straight down the large glass of beer she was holding in her hand.

“Can you catch a real dragon?”

“You can’t catch it. If you kill them for no reason, they will turn all the dragons into enemies… You have to inflict as much damage as possible so that they don’t die, and make them leave on their own.”

“Right… I guess I should… Is there anything I can do to help inside? I can see how well you handle this one hammer.”

Barin stroked the great hammer on his back as if he was bragging to me.

I smiled bitterly and waved my hand in refusal.

“No. Just me and my party are enough, so don’t overdo it.”

“Heh heh, are you ignoring me now? Even if I look like this, do you know how many ogre pots I broke in the past?”

Barin put down his beer mug for a moment and showed off his strength by swinging the huge hammer he was carrying on his back.

“Even though I can’t use magic, I’m confident that I won’t disgrace the Dwarves’ name.”

“Ah.. I see. Can I ask you to go into the mine and report on the situation?”

“Cancer! Don’t be! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ruler! Let’s have a drink!”

As if Barin was satisfied with my answer, he raised his beer mug and offered me a toast.

I bumped into his glass and drank my beer.

“Hey! Barin!”

“Huh?”

“I’m leaving tomorrow, so come here! Have a drink!”

“Okay!”

As the other dwarves called for Barin, Barin put his hammer back on his back and ran.

I was going to drink comfortably by myself then…

After Lucia slipped away from the place where the party was taking place, she was heading somewhere.

Clara and Irene are all busy hanging out over there…

I wondered if Lucia, who usually goes well with such an atmosphere, doesn’t look good today for some reason…

I couldn’t sit still because I was worried for nothing, so I got up and followed Lucia to where she was heading.

“Hey… Hey…”

Sorrowful cry…

I couldn’t be sure it was Lucia because it was in the dark, but…

It was clearly the cry of a woman crying with a weak voice.

“Lucia?”

“Black… Yo… Hero?”

“Are you crying?”

As I got closer to Lucia, I saw her. I was surprised by my appearance and was hastily wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Isn’t something like that happening in the wagon?”

I’m sure it wasn’t like this when we went into the inn together yesterday…

Except for the nightmare she had all night, she couldn’t explain why Lucia was acting like that.

“Oh… no.”

“No, what is it? You were still crying What’s going on? Tell me.”

“……”

Lucia didn’t open her mouth hastily, though she was just dumbfounded by my words.

“Does it have anything to do with my nightmares all night?”

“……”

“No way… the fact that I suffered from an anxiety disorder similar to mine in the past… is not related to that nightmare…”

I’m getting better now.. I don’t have the severe anxiety symptoms like back then…

Lucia doesn’t show it on the outside, but whenever she smiles, there are times when she shows a sad face for a moment.

“What happened? Huh? Lucia, let me help you as you helped me. Can’t we find out what’s going on together?”

“…..”

In the meantime, Lucia has done a lot for me.

He listened to my story, and when I was in a bad mood or was about to show signs of anxiety, he made lavender tea and poured out all kinds of sincerity.

But seeing Lucia suffering like this… I also wanted to help her somehow…

I approached Lucia, grabbed her hands, and asked again.

“Lucia, let me do whatever I can to help.”

“Hero…”

It felt like something hot liquid was dripping onto the back of my hand, which I held tightly over her Lucia’s hands…

It felt like Lucia’s tears were running down her cheeks and falling on the back of my hand,

The tears eventually flowed down the back of my hand and fell to the floor.

“Actually… In my dream yesterday..”

“Yes.”

“The village where I lived since I was a child came out.”

“It’s like hometown… isn’t it?”

“Yes…”

I tried to ask Lucia why she was sad when her hometown appeared in her dreams, but

Before that, Lucia’s mouth opened first and she told the story of her past.