Stephen the dwarf giant. It sounds like he is somewhere between humans and dwarves, but the so-called "dwarf" refers to the race of giants who are often six or seven meters tall.
The adult Stephen's dwarf giant is still a giant over four meters tall.
They live in tribes in the forest sea connecting the southern wilderness and the northern snow-capped mountains. This Stephen dwarf who ran near Breeze City should be an old Stephen dwarf who broke away from the tribe.
Except for extraordinary races such as dragons and devils, which become more powerful as they get older, dwarf giants abide by the rules of this world. Aging means a decline in strength.
And this old dwarf probably has a collection of spell books.
Annan knew what a spell book was: a magic prop similar to a magic ring or scroll, but without restrictions. Any spellcaster could transcend the restrictions and release the spells in the spell book. As long as the magic power was enough.
For example, let a mage who is only proficient in the evocation system release summoning spells that he has not mastered, or let a warlock who only knows summons release other spells.
This spell book can be used by both Annan and Michael.
But it's a bit far, about half a day's journey from Breeze City.
Annan and Michael were still riding in the Mage Tower Carriage. He couldn't help but ask, wouldn't they be reported for abusing the Mage Tower Carriage?
"Of course it's not abuse if I'm on the carriage too."
Michael said of course. The Mage Tower is naturally united, and this kind of word game is prepared for its own people.
Francois's family carriage followed behind, and Klein rode a heavy horse, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression and security like a heavily armored knight.
Annan felt that if he coveted the position of city lord, he must conquer Klein.
Fast, who relied on himself as an elite warrior, stood next to Klein as if he would be punched to death.
Near noon, they arrived at Stephen's dwarf giant's activity area.
They tied the carriage to the side of the road. Klein tied the horse, put back the warhammer, and took off a heavy steel shield and the hand ax hanging from his waist.
The team spread out in the forest, following the overwhelming shrubs and waterlogged footprints, approaching the dwarf giant's habitat.
Their figures cut into small pieces the mottled light and shadow through the shade of the trees. The scattered beasts and jackals, and the unrecognizable racial skeletons silently told the danger of this forest. The pupils of the carrion birds on the branches reflected the intruders.
An uninvited guest in the territory.
"I smell the dwarf."
Catalina, who was walking in front of Klein, stopped.
A destroyed clearing was revealed deep in the sparse woods, and Stephen the dwarf was inside.
Michael began to assign duties: Klein attracts attention, Catalina weakens and bleeds, Francois observes the surroundings and assists, Della is responsible for protecting Annan, and he himself is responsible for control.
"What about me?" Annan, who was not assigned a seat, asked.
"You can do whatever you want."
Michael was not worried at all about this Levi who said he was not Levi's. Not to mention the magic robe inscribed with several spells, he fully knew that the friendly boy in front of him could summon a breath like a blue dragon.
, an existence that is as coercive as a blue dragon and as powerful as a blue dragon.
Klein opened the way and approached the clearing holding a stainless steel shield.
When the dwarf Stephen, who was lying in a pile of bones and feces, slowly got up due to the intruder, Klein changed to charging with a shield, trampling on the compacted earth and hitting the dwarf giant's calf, causing it to stagger to one side.
Down.
Catalina, who followed closely behind, revealed her figure, waving her two-handed sword to cut the tough skin around her ankles.
Francois also seized the opportunity, and the arrow, with a sound of breaking through the air, pierced into the eye socket of Stephen the dwarf giant without any hindrance.
The painful roar startled the birds, and Stephen the dwarf giant, who had lost his little sense, was completely awakened. He waved his rough palm as big as a whole stainless steel shield randomly, and happened to hit Klein.
Klein fell down as he staggered back, and then raised his shield to resist the subsequent slap of the angry dwarf giant.
In the dull sound that shook the earth, the erected stainless steel shield was slapped into the ground, and the palm got closer and closer to Klein——
"Hey! Ugly giant!"
A giant language penetrated into the dwarf giant's mind. It turned its head following the sound, and an arrow shot completely into the dwarf giant's nostril at a tricky angle.
Even the dull senses of the dwarf giant could not resist the pain of damaged eyes and internal organs. The pain ignited anger, and the anger suppressed the pain, causing the dwarf giant to raise his palm and completely smash the hateful reptile under his feet. Before he could stand up, a spell was cast.
Ready:
"Grease Technique!"
A slippery patch of grease appeared under the dwarf giant's body, deflecting the angry slap toward Klein's palm.
Klein took the opportunity to climb out and escape from the battlefield. Without a shield, he could not help, but with one eye blinded and his brain cavity damaged, the death of Stephen, who was under control, was a foregone conclusion.
Next, every time the dwarf giant roared and tried to get up, Francois's arrow and Catarina's sword would arrive on time, like a leech plundering its physical strength and energy.
Francois burst out with unimaginable fighting instincts, and it was obvious that Breeze City's derogatory name for him as "shameless baron" was not entirely accurate.
In this battle, Annan was the only one who did nothing. Even Della was blocking the flying earth and rocks for Annan.
Ten minutes later, with a dull wail passing over the forest, Stephen the dwarf fell heavily.
The cooperation between Michael and the others was like a wonderful performance with a clear division of labor, but for Annan, it was a battle without a sense of participation.
Annan couldn't take action. He only knew the fireball technique and the low-level summoning technique of summoning the blue dragon. And this summoning was not constant. Who knew what other ghosts he would summon by accident.
So Annan was going to ask the blue dragon for a piece of scale or dragon skin with its breath.
Klein pulled out the stainless steel shield, turned back to Annan and said, "Do you want to take the final blow?"
Annan still wanted to refuse, but Catalina, who exuded scarlet heat, lent him the one-handed sword.
Annan, who caught the sword, had no choice but to step forward and stab it clumsily into the heart of the Stephen dwarf giant.
When Stephen's dwarf giant died, Michael groped around on it without hesitation and found a spell book sewn from many skins.
"It's disgusting...it's a book of filth..."
Michael's face was full of disgust and he almost threw away the precious spell book.
"Where is the dirt?" Annan asked strangely.
"Written with the genitals of various races."
At this moment, the surface of the mage's robe suddenly flashed with a glow that the malicious detection was triggered.
Before Annan could react, Michael raised his staff in surprise and shouted toward the woods: "Arcane Missile!"
"Assassin!" Francois screamed.
Klein held a shield in front of Annan and Michael.
"Blood sacrifice to the human king! Sacrifice the skull to the throne!"
Katarina rushed out from Annan with a fanatical shout.
