Master Of None

Midnight was giving Walker skeptical looks. She was doubting the sanity of the king of the middle since he was spouting grand phrases as he adorned himself with armor and wielded his large hammer. "Ready yourself. We are leaving to the high forge in the merchant district!" The king of the middle shouted at Walker and Midnight who didn't hesitate to follow him.

"Can you tell us about the high forge? Unfortunately, we have yet to tour the city you and your people have spent their hard work and time to create." Walker felt that adding a little sugar coating to his words would do much more when speaking to the dwarves. It was clear they valued the intricate and beautiful details in things. 

"It is a shame you have not. As soon as we deal with these pests I will have a grand festival to showcase the true might of my people. If you prove that your worth is as great as you speak then I will be glad to put in a word to the other two kings to join your alliance. Not that I believe it will work out, those elves are a touchy group and all." The kind waves a hand idly as more guards gathered behind him. 

"Well, I hope to learn about the spirit crafting your people use while I am here. That seems to be a very tough subject between your two races and I feel like I may be able to find a common ground between the two schools of thought." Walker wanted to plant this idea in the king of the middles' mind early. It would be beneficial later when he made a move to learn. 

"You can learn all you want. But I can't say any will change. We find spirits and use them as forging materials. That is it. They are valuable to creating many types of weapons. One day they will be the key to a sentient weapon. But that is one of the many goals my people stivers for." The king of the middle made a sour face since he couldn't help but think of how behind everyone was due to the yellow slimes impeding the many 

"That is a pretty high goal. I have only read fantasies about sentient weapons. It would be a very large feat to create one." Walker couldn't help to think exactly this. It made sense that the dwarves would aim themselves at the elemental spirits which were sentient themselves. He remembered that the problem was that the spirit became trapped in the weapon and would need a huge amount of mana to separate from it. 

However, Walker knew that it was possible for them to have a separate body from the weapon because that was one of Gil's goals when it came to the wind spirit that had been fused to the bow he now used. It was one mystery from the ancient ruins since it was a bow that consumed the soul of the crafter to create. 

"Here we go! We are off. Do you want the lead or should I rely on my hammer to smash the worthless slime cores." The king of the middle snapped Walker from his thoughts and proceed to point toward the open street. There were multiple golems that were awaiting orders while the other dwarves looked on. 

"If you would like I have some water elemental attacks that could assist us in defeating them." Walker took the lead and realized he didn't know where they were going. "If you could tell me where to go I would greatly appreciate it." 

"Ha! Yes, of course. Head straight and prepare yourself. We are going right through and leaving nothing but crushed slime in our path." Walker was quickly learning that the stereotype that the dwarves were on the violent side was very much true. 

There were many that watched and gave shouts to the king of the middle as he marched with Walker. It was very clear that he was well liked and from the way he became angry and jumped right in to a plan to take back the high forge, Walker could only agree. What was worrying though, was that the king had failed before and that there were more dwarves barricaded within the high forge against the slimes that were trying to get in and consume whatever was there. 

"My people! The heroes and I journey to the high forge to retake the school our children bring honor to. One works to concoct a miracle poison for the slimes. Another holds them from entering the merchant district. And yet another is healing the wounded. Now witness the greatness they will bring by our side!" 

The grand words caused a loud murmur which turned in to chanting as the King pushed Walker toward the largest tunnel to the merchant district. Four golems lead the way ahead of him to clear the path if they were to meet any slimes. 

"I am going to prepare a frost whip with magic. There is a lot of water elemental mana in the air to help me condense the skill and it is fairly effective against the slimes. But I mostly want to use it with a skill I got called soak. It completely ,well, soaks the target which dilutes the slimes' body." Walker was careful to explain his strategy to the king of the middle. 

"Fancy magic skills? Then that is the way we will go. My hammer is the hammer of kings. Every king of the middle has improved it in some way. My father added a mana core to project a protective layer on it and I have added a secondary core to do the same. I can crush any slime that crosses my path and maintain my partner." 

This was an interesting piece of history and skill that Walker learned from the king. On the other hand, was brandishing the hammer with glee. He was ready to charge in as they stepped back in to the merchant district. 

…..

….