Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

Chapter ?416 Arriving At The Stoneville City

Chapter ?416 Arriving At The Stoneville City

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An enormous wall made of stone erected before us, opening its enormous gates, and leading to an interior of the mountain which had been mined into a gigantic size, this was one of the biggest cities of the dwarves in the Gray Ash Mountain. According to them, there were another two more spread around the mountains, but this one is where the largest amount of their population was concentrated. The moment we arrived here, I offered the dwarves to store the aircrafts in my Inventory.

"You got Spatial Magic?!" Blackard asked in shock.

"Y-You can just store things in another dimension? That's insane!" Said Helga.

They accepted happily and without even doubting their trust to me, so I quickly stored everything for them and showed them how I was capable of easily making their job more bearable. Without having to carry these heavy things all the way back home, they felt freer to walk and relax while we moved towards the open gates of the city.

"This city's called the City of Stoneville, it was founded over a thousand years ago when our Founder, King Rock arrived from our home continent, Svartalfheim." Said Blackard.

"It is an enormous city where we all live, there's a large amount of streets, shops, and several markets too, usually we are visited by various tribes of people through the year. Although the Albraun bastards are not our friends, we still got good connections with the Goldsand Confederation and the Empire of Light, they surprisingly accept dwarves without problems. Well, the entire dispute with Albraun was due to their previous King, an idiot human supremacist that thought it was funny to come invade us." Said Helga. "Well, I wasn't alive when it happened but I've heard they got their asses kicked and never came back. Gahahaha!"

"Oh, there's humans as well!" Partner said, pointing around.

"E-Even Elves?" Wondered Emeraldine.

"Around twenty percent of our population are other tribes too, we got beast-kin and Majin as well! In the fall of the Demon King long ago, our King accepted hundreds of Majin refugees that ran away from the humans, since then their families had grown here and worked with us to maintain the country." Said Blackard.

Lucifer's face quickly changed his expressionless face as he saw Goblins walking around, Orcs, Oni, and other Majin who were way taller than Dwarves as if they were normal people.

"It has been a long time since we were only dwarves, this continent is flourishing with many people, our royal family might be a bit greedy but they don't discriminate as much as the humans make us seem to be!" Helga proclaimed. "All people is welcome in Stoneville."

"Y-You welcomed the Majin refugees?" Asked Lucifer in shock. "Thank you…" Lucifer muttered, as he suddenly began to cry. "I-I… I didn't knew any of this… So the people of the Majin Kingdom is still alive here…"

The emotional response that Lucifer had over seeing such a wide diversity of people was shocking to some, as some of the passerby's coming from nearby dungeons or mines looked at him while raising an eyebrow.

"C-Calm down a bit, Lucifer!" I said, quickly trying to make him act a bit more normal for once.

"S-Sorry, I just got… I had thought they were all gone." Sighed Lucifer.

"Hm, how old are you exactly?" Wondered Blackard.

"Me? I am over a thousand years old, I've lived here longer than you. I once governed these mountains with my family of dragons… But that's long in the past now. I am grateful for what you've done though, you're allowed to use my mountain." Said Lucifer. "Though, I really wonder if you have seen other Ancient Dragons, or any dragon that can speak?"

The dwarves looked at one another and then spoke.

"There are rumors of Dragons that talk appearing near dungeons, or even inside of them. Some say there are ghosts in the shape of dragons too, and other times, we have heard about speaking dragons, or a woman that claimed to be a dragon as well, but we aren't that involved in dungeon stuff, so you would need to go talk about this in the Local Guild Building." Said Helga.

"Yeah, yeah." Said Blackard. "But we wish you the best of luck though!"

"I see…" Sighed Lucifer. "Well, let's just explore the inside for now."

As we stepped forward into the gates, we were stopped by guards. At each side of the gates there were also enormous statues resembling long-bearded dwarves wearing armor and holding an axe and a hammer, made completely out of stone.

The dwarves that were with us quickly showed some sort of medal to pass, but we had to pay some money for ourselves, the trio that came with us, Darfu and the twin old men had lost these items so we had also to pay for them, the price was a small bronze coin, so it wasn't anything expensive.

We were not asked any questions at all other than being inspect by the guards' eyes, I guess the security here is very lax, as they didn't took that much precaution with us as if we were criminals or something. However, there were over then guards lined up in the gates, and we also saw enormous golems standing behind them, made of steel to boot, they resembled steampunk mechas to be honest, and seemed completely capable of crushing monsters into smithereens.

"Wow, are those golems?" Wondered Emeraldine. Once we were inside the city, there were several types of golems all around, smaller ones, bigger ones, some in the shape of dogs or horses, carrying things through carriages. There were also automatic carriages as well which were also some sort of golem. In fact, the dragoons were considered golems as well.

"Our true craft is the creation of golems through Magicraft." Said Helga.

"The art of creating Golem Cores so we can move our mechanical creations is something we learn as we grow up in the schools we were taught. Of course, it depends in the profession." Said Blackard.

"My husband is a Golem Maker! He makes utility golems, small in size that require a lot of concentration and talent, he earns well as long as I bring him materials." Said Helga with a proud smile. She seemed super proud of her husband's amazing talent.

"Oooh, maybe we could visit your shop, Helga?" I wondered.

"Sure thing, we are all heading there to organize things up, the dragoons all belong to me actually!" Laughed the dwarf woman.

"Yeah, she's a real backbone for our team." Blackard had to admit.

"Without a doubt."

"If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be able to earn enough for my family."

"She's a good friend!"

"Gahahaha! You guys, stop complimenting me so much! Flattery won't get you anywhere!" Helga giggled cheerily.

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