The Ruined Death Knight

Noticing that I was looking at him dazed he frown slightly.

"Who might this man be, Berrick? I thought you work alone..."

"Oh, you mean him? He is..." straightening this back as if showing this pride, Berrick patted my back and declared out loud.

"Hehehe, that guy over here is Rue, my newly acquired apprentice!"

"Oh! Out of all people I would never have guessed that you would even get yourself an apprentice. A human at that too... I guess age does change someone's minds."

"Hahaha, anyway...I got the item that you ordered town stares." Hiding this annoyance in him, Berrick went towards the stair with the silver knight Lewis soon to follow.

Leaving me behind to watch over the shop.

I stood there flabbergasted.

Who was this terrifying man and why was he here?

Since when did he become the apprentice of this old dwarf?

And most importantly...

Who the heck was Berrick!?

"Did that guy lied to me..."

Was Gerak´s name Berrick or the other way around? It didn´t sound like the last name or anything similar to it. The only possibility that came to mind was that he either lied to me or that Lewi guy about this name.

Heck, he might even lie to both of us with this actual name being Jeffry.

Not that the name Jeffry was bad by itself, but that wasn´t the point.

"I can´t trust him..." Regretting my past decisions, I picked a splitter from the wood table and following the two of them.

`It doesn´t matter if that dwarf tried to hide this name or not. I got my ways to see what this actual name is.´

Though the man in silver armor made me feel a huge amount of pressure it should be safe as long I don´t do anything suspicious.

`Right, Gerak or whatever he is called did mention that he came here to pick something...´

"Ah...could it be?"

Opening the door of the workshop downstairs, the man Lewis had silver armor on. Was now wearing the previous Asherrim armor that I saw back then.

"So this guy was the one that bought the [Blessed Steel Armor]..." Danzel mumbled to himself.

Realizing the reason why this guy was here, connections started to form inside my mind forming the answers that I had from the previous light.

`If my guess is right, then that light of before was either of two thinks. Holy or Light magic.´

With me being undead with only pure dead mana within all of my body. Holy and Light magic were the few weakness that I knew about. With light magic being slightly inferior to holy magic towards the undead. You could say that those two kinds of magic were the absolute nemesis of any undead.

Just touching an armor with some asherrim in it brought me discomfort. The armor didn´t even glow in my eyes. if not so little that I couldn´t even notice it at point-blank range.

Looking at this light though...

`How powerful needs one to be to reach this level?´

The light that looked liked it would never fade away.

Was for me terrifying.

And this very fear inside of me motivated me.

´I need to get stronger...´ Danzel thought firmly.

Facing such an enemy will spell my demise upon me.

What I need to achieve is powerful enough to defeat someone like him

A power that will allow me to stand my ground against people like him.

At the very least I have to be able to run away with my life.

'I even got my main combat skills evolved once so that I can now focus towards my level and classes.'

"So how do you like it, Sir Lewis? Are any measurements wrong?"

"Hmm, it does fit rather well if I had to say. As expected from a dwarf Smith."

After some stretches and nodding in improvement, Lewis threw a small bag into the table and turned around to live.

Seeing him getting closer I cleared all my thoughts and focused on him with every single one of my senses.

"Well the Berrick, I will see you sometime in the future! And you Rae! right. Make sure to study hard, although that guy is a misser.

Walking towards the stairs and leaving the shop.

I turned my head around and watched the dammed dwarf straight into this eyes.

If sight could kill he would be already dead.

The shameless dwarf stood there whistling to the air as if nothing had happened.

After moving close to this side did the dwarf show any reaction.

"Now that I had finished business we can go and ta- Kiagh! What are you doing!"

Japping the dwarf's arm with the splinter.

'Status...´

[Status]

Name: Iffuro Gerak

Race: Human

Level: 14

Class: [Blacksmith Lv.18]

Sub-class: [Enchanter Lv.3]

Health: 2150

Mana: 340/340

Attribute points: 0

Attributes: Strength: 60 Agility: 23 Intelligence 34 Endurance: 42 Stamina 80.

Talents: [Dwarf] [Hardened Skin] [...] [ Gifted Crafter] [Blacksmith knowlegde] [Enchanters Knowledge]

Skill: [Smellting] [Keen Focus Lv. 7] [ Hammer Strike Lv. 3] [...] [..] [...]

[Remark: Although he has the skill of a dwarf, The same for this personality cannot be said.]

`It seems he didn´t lie for this name, at least not on me...´

Knowing that fact though didn´t change my attitude towards him.

Though this status was surprisingly quite high, the only thing that got my attention though was more this remark.

"Hey! what was that Danzel! Are you mad cause I told you name!?"

Looking at the dwarf half my height throws a fit around I couldn´t help but sigh internally.

`Sigh...how did I end up here?´

"Hey, Gerak."

"What?"

"It seems like you got a bad personality for a dwarf," Danzel told the truth.

But Gerak didn´t seem to like my remark.

"Huh? What are you talking about!? Are you looking for a fight? I will have you know that I am stronger than I look!"

"Sure, whatever you say."

`I have seen your status and it´s made out of pure muscle mass.´

Maybe it´s because of this class being a crafter one, but he severely lacks the speed to be an actual threat for someone with a combat class. The young assassin could probably kill him even though he was weaker than this dwarf.

Not even mentioning Kerres.

If I myself didn´t have the two skills [Curse of Exhaution] and [Sense Danger] I would even be dead a long time ago.

Even if he were to overgear himself to the teeth he would still lose against that `shadow warp´ ability.

Perhaps it was because I didn´t explain my inner thoughts out loud, but the dwarf seemed to misunderstood something.

"You bastard! Don´t compare me with your monstrous strength! In my prime, I could even kill a Tier two monster with only my hammer!" He said while pointing this hammer at me.

`You are pointing your hammer at a Tier two monster right now...´ Dantel though while starring at the dwarf emotionally.

Although I didn´t consider myself a monster, I bet others would.

"Anyway, when will we go to that place that you told me?"

"Wherever you finished packing your stuff we can go." Gerak scoffed, realizing me changing the topic.

"Well, other than does gold coins that I have in my room, there isn´t much to pack."

"Sigh...Let me show you the new base and I will bring you the coins there. My back still hurts from carrying them last time."

After three hours of fixing the shop's door, I followed Gerak towards the base that he told me about.

***

"The base that you so proudly told about is...this?" I asked unemotionally.

After an hour of walking around the city and making sure that no creepy stalker was watching us, we finally arrived in my new hide spot.

Apparently...

"Don't be like that Danzel. As the saying goes, never judge a book by this cover."

Gerak replied while opening the door of the house.

The house was between the entry point of the slums and the living quarters of most commoners. It wasn´t as run down as the houses in the slums and not of the same quality as the commoner's houses.

It was just in between with a sturdy door and some cracks in the walls. For a house for me to stay in, I would give it a pass.

But for a place where I was supposed to hide and carve runes all day?

No, at all.

Entering the house it had little to no furniture inside with some stairs to the side that went upstairs. I followed the dwarf though up the stairs.

"Look" Bought out around key, Gerak put it in a small hole of the wooden wall.

*Thik

"The heck!?"

After Gerak turned the key around, the wall opened like a door with some stairs leading underground.

"Ah, secret entrance...Seriously?"

Walking down the path we reached a room similar to the workshop in Geraks place if there wasn't a smithy and all these tools.

"Since you sit in your room like a damn mage all the time I just tried to replicate your room with some stuff that you might need. With some paper and ink too."

The walls had no cracks and the whole room was lightened nicely by what I guess were crystal.

At first, I was worried that Gerak would bring me into a trap or something. But looking at this room now I quite liked it.

`I decided...´

I am moving out!

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