Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: Birth of the Dwarven
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Even though it had been pierced by the Great Sin, the Demon God Armor was still wriggling.
Seeing that, Go Yohan's eyes lit up.
It was then.
[You have obtained the Unique Achievement: Archdemon Slayer.]
[All stats rise when facing Archdemons.]
He smiled in satisfaction at the Goddess's praise.
[You have obtained the Unique Achievement: Destroyer of the Demon Realm.]
[Acquire other achievements alongside this one to open the Demon Realm Gate.]
“……!”
And then a voice that surprised Go Yohan once more.
[Obtained Fragment of the World as a reward.]
Even the mysterious fragment he had acquired before.
Gluttony and Yun Seung-ah were already investigating it separately.
[Obtained Incomplete Demon God Armor.]
It seemed the Demon God Armor was being recognized as his possession at that moment.
Rumble!
The world began crumbling down.
[Baratokgoen's slaves are being expelled.]
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“Captain!”
When he opened his eyes, the first thing Go Yohan faced was Yun Seung-ah.
Go Yohan, who had been about to greet her happily.
Stagger.
Lost his balance and staggered.
Whoosh!
Yun Seung-ah's wind wrapped around him and caught him.
“Captain!”
She and the Apostles rushed over and supported him.
“A-are you alright?”
“…I'm fine. Looks like I overdid it.”
Why wouldn't he have?
Even with his abilities as the nemesis of demons, the hierarchy of sins activating, and Baratokgoen not being a fully intact Archdemon.
‘Archdemon.’
It was an Archdemon.
Decisively executing it in minimal combat was something that had taken quite a toll on Go Yohan as well.
“Tch.”
Then came a gruff, metallic voice.
“You've really... gotten weak.”
There stood Brown Beard, along with the surviving Dwarves, their faces blank.
“Those guys...?”
“They're not enemies.”
As Yun Seung-ah nodded at Go Yohan's words.
“Thank you for saving us.”
Brown Beard bowed once more and said.
“But we can't travel with you any further.”
Crackle! Static!
Noise-like distortions began appearing on the bodies of Brown Beard and the surviving Dwarves.
“Seems like, unlike you, we're beings not permitted in this world.”
It was a disintegration reaction.
The world's will rejecting external intruders who didn't belong.
“…Why?”
Go Yohan seemed unable to easily comprehend it.
Demons could tread this land, monsters could rampage through Breaches—why not them?
‘Goddess.’
Was this her will?
“It was the end, but I'm glad we fought together.”
Brown Beard stepped forward as their representative.
“…I wanted to stand by your side even once, but just fighting properly on one battlefield with you is an honor.”
The noise was intensifying.
“I have much I'd like to say, but...”
Brown Beard calmly closed his eyes.
The other Dwarves showed the same reaction.
They had lived as slaves, dreaming only of revenge.
Finally, thanks to Go Yohan, they had achieved that revenge, and for a brief time, fought alongside him.
‘You wouldn't know.’
Go Yohan wouldn't know.
What those bound to Travania would do for even that one moment of glory.
Go Yohan was the object of all races' resentment—and at the same time, their envy.
Crackle!
As the noise worsened.
Thud.
Something dropped in front of Brown Beard.
“This... this is!”
Brown Beard, recognizing it, widened his small eyes hugely.
“The Demon God Armor!”
It was the Demon God Armor that Baratokgoen—no, Ironhammer—had poured everything into creating.
The legend and myth of the Dwarves, a masterpiece they could finally hope for success with.
“…I'll need to find a way to wear it.”
“……!”
“Can you do it?”
“But...”
They were vanishing due to the world's rejection.
Gulp.
If they could help, they wanted to in any way possible.
Even for the sake of their kin whose blood had been sucked into it, they wanted to complete it somehow.
It was the soul of artisans unbroken even by demonic whips.
“A way...”
Go Yohan, supported by Yun Seung-ah, slowly stood on his own feet and faced Brown Beard.
“Exists.”
He thought he understood why they were undergoing disintegration.
‘Procedure.’
They didn't seem to know yet, but Go Yohan did.
“…You've already fallen.”
“…What do you mean!”
“Did you think you kept your purity after being trapped there so long?”
Go Yohan spoke in Michael's voice.
“You just haven't become Dvergr yet...”
Ripple.
Black threads were tangled thickly in the Dwarves' colors.
“You're no different from them anymore.”
“You! Insulting us!”
“It's not an insult.”
There was proof.
‘Demon slaying.’
They had definitely erased the Dvergr.
Something that only happened between demons.
Unbeknownst to them, they had been half-corrupted by sin, demonized.
“It's fact.”
“Then...!”
As he said, procedure.
Demons could only manifest through summoning rituals or special paths like Black Gates.
But this Black Gate hadn't been opened by their side—it was opened by ours, and they had manifested through an improper method, not the designated path.
It was simple.
“…We'll have to keep fighting.”
“……?”
“…Will you seek revenge?”
The moment Go Yohan asked in his weary voice.
Fwoosh!
Flames seemed to flicker in the Dwarves' eyes.
In the moment they had lost hope and nearly given up everything.
“Yes! Even if it costs my entire soul!”
It was salvation itself.
Swoosh.
Go Yohan placed his hand on Brown Beard's head.
As if bestowing baptism.
[Atoning for Dwarf, Brown Beard's sin.]
[Acquired a certain amount of Karma Points.]
“Aaahhh!”
[Obtained Title: Destroyer of the Dwarves.]
[Obtained Unique Achievement: Destroyer of a Race.]
[Obtained Racial Privilege: Blessing of Black Lava.]
[Obtained Racial Privilege: Will of Black Steel.]
He felt his whole body writhing.
Scraaape!
He felt another tattoo being etched.
It was on Go Yohan's earlobe, a pattern of hammer and axe.
[Obtained Destroyer Privilege: Aptitude for Demon God Armor.]
With that, it ended.
Thud.
Go Yohan collapsed.
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When Go Yohan opened his eyes.
“What a mess—!”
Fierce? Stern? Irritated? A voice bursting with countless emotions.
“What a mess! An utter mess!”
He knew whose voice it was.
“Do you think this dump is fit to serve as His temple!”
“No...”
“Quiet! I'm rebuilding this place right now!”
Brown Beard.
‘He survived.’
He had been certain, but there had been a sliver of doubt.
But it seemed to have worked.
In his resurfacing memories.
[Obtained Destroyer of the Dwarves.]
Such a voice had rung out.
‘Why...’
Savior, not Destroyer.
The question lingered for a moment.
Swoosh.
But he understood.
That Brown Beard's revenge meant their destruction.
That accompanying him would lead to their race's ruin.
‘Me.’
That he had already destroyed their race.
“You're awake?”
At the voice, Go Yohan turned his head.
“Seung-ah?”
Relief washed over Yun Seung-ah's face.
This was the church's underground warp gate.
“Why did I wake up here?”
Go Yohan's speech had returned to normal.
“Because of that.”
Yun Seung-ah pointed beside Go Yohan.
Wriggle!
There sat the Demon God Armor impaled by the Great Sin.
The Great Sin was an item no one but Go Yohan could touch.
Anyone unauthorized who tried would be devoured by the sin within, turning into a beast or dying instantly.
The Demon God Armor it pierced was the same.
‘Ironhammer had been using all of the Archdemon's power just to suppress the Demon God Armor.’
Just to suppress it.
“Oh!”
It was then.
“You're awake?”
The owner of the fierce voice, Brown Beard, approached and spoke.
“……?”
Go Yohan flinched for a moment and looked up at him.
“…Brown Beard?”
An unfamiliar face.
No trace of brown anywhere, nor the short stature typical of Dwarves.
A young man around 170 cm tall, and quite...
“Thanks to you.”
Brown Beard smiled and said.
“Our race has changed.”
“……!”
It wasn't impossible.
Demonized Dwarves had been called Dvergr from the start.
“They call it Dwarven.”
“Dwarven?”
“…This system thing.”
“Ah.”
It seemed they had been fully recognized as this world's inhabitants.
Brown Beard and the surviving Dwarf survivors had been reborn as an entirely new race through Go Yohan's atonement.
“This... is the voice of your god...?”
He asked very cautiously.
“Probably.”
“……?”
Now doubt appeared on Brown Beard's face.
“Why the formal speech?”
“……?”
“How could someone like you speak so highly to lowly servants like us!”
His booming voice echoed everywhere.
“Speak informally! Destroyer!”
“…Destroyer?”
“That voice you cherish told us! That you destroyed our clan!”
“……?”
He was bewildered.
“Thank you! For completely destroying our dog-like clan!”
“W-wait...!”
“We had to be destroyed! Utterly damned! Yes! Destroyed for sure.”
“That's right!”
Dwarves—now Dwarven—who had appeared from somewhere nodded vigorously.
“Thanks to you, we've been reborn! Destroyer of Dwarves!”
Saying such things while sparkling with respect left him speechless.
“But you are the savior and lord of the Dwarven.”
It was then.
Thud.
The Dwarven knelt politely on both knees.
Unlike the Dwarves who never knelt to anything.
“We meet our lord. Our god.”