The Ruined Death Knight-Novel

The day soon past and the night soon greeted Bernes.

And in the middle of such night where only a few lanterns light up the roads, a figure with a dark cloak around his body with a dark gray helmet with only four small holes run through the roofs of buildings.

Combined with the lack of light on the roofs and this equipment, the way he blended with the darkness could make him close to invisible.

"That damn Gerak..." Danzel cursed under this breath.

Reaching the Ouru`Fire Smith, he glanced below him at the two soldiers guarding the door.

"To think he would make me do errands such as this...."

***

Going back to the time when Danzel with the dwarfs left the warehouse...

"So where is the guy that can bring us out of the capital, Gerak?" Danzel said as he turned towards Gerak and the dwarfs.

Hiding around an abandoned alley, he gazed towards all the heavy breathing dwarfs with their arms on their knees just so that they could support themselves from falling.

`Tch, so annoying. Compared to the supreme race that never tires, those guys are simply pathetic!´

Of course, if I were to compare Geraks status with some other human they would obviously be superior, but the short legs of those guys are indeed not made for running.

The dwarfs who felt a gaze upon them stared at Danzel with astonishment.

Not only does he carry a long sword to his waist, but he also wore heavy armor on top of that!

Seeing him not showing any signs of exhaustion or fatigue completely baffled them.

After all, as blacksmiths of the journeyman rank, they knew very well by just a glimpse of how much that armor must weigh.

"Haah...You...give me... a second." Gerak said with some difficulty.

"..." Crossing these arms together, Danzel stared at him unemotionally.

"Ugh... Alright, I am fine now." Gerak straightens this back before looking at Danzel.

"As for the guy that I told you about, this base is actually near the slums too."

"Slums?" Danzel asked.

"Do you really know a guy who can bring us out Gerak?"

The dwarfs around him asked Gerak with a slight doubt showing on their faces.

"Dammit Smithen, when have I ever lied to you and the other guys!?" Gerak raised his voice while glaring at them with a hurt expression.

But those guys didn´t buy this act.

"The time when you told me that you are going to pay for my drinks, then left without me so that I pay for your drink too..." The dwarf Smithen says.

"Or when you said to borrow a mana crystal for a day, and till yet never saw that crystal before..." Another dwarf voiced his opinion.

"I still remember buying a bunch of iron of the highest quality at market price from you, to only get the scrap of your work!"

"Also..."

...

"Enough!" Gerak yelled while looking at this fellow blacksmith as if they were traitors.

Looking at Geraks face, making it difficult for Danzel not to laugh.

But he still refrained from laughing as he knew there was other more important stuff to do.

"So...he is in the slums, yes?" Danzel asked slightly impatiently.

"Ah, yes~yes" Gerak who realized that they went off topic nodded this head before walking towards the end of the alley.

"Come on, I will show you where it is, it isn´t that far."

Following closely behind him, Danzel asked.

"Who is actually the guy who will bring us out? One of the corrupted guards?

"Hehe, wrong." Putting a vicious smile on this face, Gerak answered.

"He is a smuggler."

"Huh?" 

****

"Is it here?" Danzel looked in front of him confused

"Yeah, follow me."

Opening the door in front of us, I and the dwarfs followed closely behind Gerak.

"This place is..." One of the dwarfs said with a low voice.

"I-Imbossible..."

"To think I will live the day to see such a place again..."

Glaring at the emotional dwarfs and then at the place he couldn´t help but ask.

"Ehm...isn´t this place..." Before Danzel could finish this sentence, the dwarfs answered all at the same time.

"A bar!" 

`Huh? Why are those guys so excited?´ Looking at their practically glowing eyes them and back at the bar, Danzel couldn´t help but wonder why they were so excited.

"Tch, damned dwarfs." A man said while looking at our group with clear distance.

After all, how could they get excited in such an environment?

The men who were sitting together on the tables all looked at us with hostility with some even drawing their weapons.

"Ehm...Gerak, are you sure we are in the right place?" Smithen said as he came back to reality.

"Those guys..." But towards receiving killing intent, Danzel wasn´t so good at it.

Placing this hand on top of Veren´s hilt, he released his own bloodlust towards all the others.

"What the..."

"This guy is serious..."

All the men who pointed their killing intent to us quickly turned around like scared kids who were about to be beaten.

"Dear sir...what would you like to have on such a nice night?" A thin old man wearing black clothing who. Was cleaning a glass behind the serving table said towards Danzel.

"Hmm..." Turning around and glaring at the old man for a few seconds, he removed his bloodlust and this hand from Veren´s hilt.

`I better not...this guy feels off.´

As Danzel was about to answer the old man, a dwarf beat him first.

"Hey, Sebas! Long time no see! How are those bones of you doing?" Gerak said as he sat at the table and talked as he met a long-lost friend.

"Oh, my. If it isn´t master Iffuro himself, what can I offer you this night for?" The old man Sebas said with a smile while his eyes seemed to be still closed.

"I would like ten falcon shots from that burning forest bottle that you like to hide so much."

The old man Sebas suddenly stopped cleaning the glass in his hand and glared at Gerak.

"Of course, please come this way..." Sebas pointed at the door going behind the door.

"You have my gratitude, Sebas," Gerak said with a smile before going in the door.

The other dwarfs who saw that interaction between these two looked at each other before shrugging and following after Gerak.

As I was about to cross the door, Seba's eyes turned towards me.

"Don´t make me come, kid." 

"..." Hearing the old man's remark, I subconsciously nodded, before hastily following the group.

`This guy is more than bad news...´ From this moment forth Danzel swiftly swore to never mess with that old man as he made his bones flinch for an instance.

Moving together with the group, we soon reached a big room with a man that supervised others at the moment.

Taking notice of the coming group, the man turned around with a smile.

"If it isn´t master Iffuro himself, did you bring another of you grates here? The one of before sold pretty well."

"Nah, this time I am searching for your expertise. We need to get out of the capital today, can you do it?"

The man who heard that halted for a second before gazing towards our group with a frown.

"Of course, that would be of no problem, but the price would be-" Before the man could finish, Gerak pointed at Danzel with a smug smile.

"Oh, he is paying."

"What?" Danze turned around and looked at Gerak for a length of five seconds.

Gerak in response frowned.

"What? Didn´t you say that you got more money to spend than you have? Don't be a cheapskate"

Rolling his ethereal eyes at Gerak, he turned around towards the man and asked.

"How much..."

"Well, since you all are with master Iffuro. It will cost you the so low as 100 gold coins..."

"Oh, I guess that´s fair-"

"...Per person" The man awkwardly smiles at him.

"..."

`Hey, what low price of 1000! You are robbing us or rather me!´

Glaring hatefully towards Gerak, he brought out the gold coins from this ring.

"S-So many gold coins..." Smithen said surprised.

"Let me count them for you." The man said with a hind of surprise in this voice.

After a while of counting the massive amount of coins. The man turned towards Danzel with an awkward smile.

"Sir...that's exactly 999 gold coins."

"..."

"..."

"..."

An awkward silence fell within the group.

Looking at Danzel pitifully, Gerak said.

"Danzel..."

"Oh? My bad then." Danzel bought another gold coin and throw it at the man as he couldn't handle the pitiful gazes that they showed at him.

"Exactly, 1000 hold coins. That should be enough to get you guys out of the capital at 2 am at this location. Take it or leave it." Giving a map, he took the gold, leaving the group while making someone bring them outside the bar.

"So we just need to go to that spot right, Danzel pointed at the map.

"That's about it." As the dwarfs sighed in relief, Gerak whispered towards Danzel.

"Hey, Danzel I need you to make me a favor."

Danzel who was glaring at the dwarf of half this height was speechless.

"Not only do you take my money, but you also want me to make you a favor? You sure are shameless, aren't you?"

Putting a serious face, Gerak said.

"If you don't do it you aren't going to come with us..."

Hearing that, his ethereal imminently flared up with green light while starting at Gerak with a hint of killing intent.

"What did you just say?"