I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 48

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Chapter 48
Chapter 48: The Pride of the Craftsman Clan (3)
Or perhaps he wasn’t a true craftsman at all.
After completing my Analysis and seeing through the deception, I had to admit that Talgrin’s performance was so convincing that everyone around us fell for it completely.
Even a few of the Dwarves standing behind him wore expressions of doubt—the act was flawless.
I found it somewhat exasperating, but I decided to hear him out. That’s when the commotion around us truly began.
Hanalin and Jiyuchan were no different.
“Wouldn’t a curse be dangerous?”
“…A curse would certainly be dangerous.”
Seeing his two party members’ reactions, Talgrin seized the moment and shouted.
“This necklace has a blood curse upon it that grows more intense as your senses sharpen, gradually driving you to slaughter!!!”
As he declared this with such conviction, Hanalin and Jiyuchan looked at me with expressions of sudden understanding, and I could only stare back at them in disbelief.
What exactly did they think of me?
Part of me wanted to protest that it wasn’t that severe, but regardless, their reaction left me with a small, wounded feeling. Talgrin paid no mind and shouted at me again.
“I’ll recover that necklace for you. Of course, if I simply took it, you’d feel robbed, so how about we exchange it for a sword I’ve crafted? A longsword made by my own hands as a true craftsman.”
As Talgrin displayed his eloquent negotiation skills and presented a long longsword, even if I wasn’t impressed, Jiyuchan’s eyes suddenly gleamed with interest.
A Dwarven Realm longsword—surely no swordsman could resist the allure of such a weapon.
The reactions around us confirmed this.
“What? A Dwarven Realm longsword?”
“I envy that human.”
“Should we attack him once he gets that Dwarven Realm longsword?”
“Tsk, I’m getting greedy just looking at it.”
While they wouldn’t dare attack a Dwarf, these mad Heterogeneous Beings seemed to think a human wielding a Dwarven Realm longsword would be easy prey, and some even brazenly declared their intent to attack me once I received the sword.
Setting aside their absurd reactions, when I looked at Talgrin, who was performing such an elaborate show of generosity, my eyes remained perfectly steady.
His acting was so flawless that without my Analysis, I would have been completely deceived.
As I remained silent, Talgrin grew anxious but didn’t show it, instead rotating the longsword from various angles and displaying it with pride.
Then, as if bestowing a favor, he emphasized once more.
“Let me say it again—a sword of this caliber is hard to find anywhere. I made it myself as a member of the Craftsman Clan. Strictly speaking, I’d be taking a loss.”
Watching Talgrin come at me with such shameless audacity, I deliberately shook my head.
And I responded with equal shamelessness.
“Oh my, I couldn’t possibly let a master craftsman take a loss. I won’t wear this necklace for now. I’ll need to find a Healer later to have the curse removed. Thank you so much for the warning.”
As I spoke, I deliberately removed the necklace and placed it in my pocket, and in that moment, I could see Talgrin’s eyes following my necklace with unmistakable greed.
Just as I thought.
Seeing this, I bowed repeatedly while expressing my gratitude.
“Oh, and that sword looks far too magnificent for someone like me to wield. I appreciate the offer, but accepting something beyond my station only invites misfortune. I’ll simply accept your kind intentions. Thank you so much.”
“….”
“Hmm, a human who understands humility.”
“Indeed, if he’d accepted that Dwarven Realm longsword here, he’d have become a target.”
“A wise human.”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve witnessed such a heartwarming scene. Both that human and the Dwarf are truly virtuous beings.”
As Dohyun spoke with such conviction, Talgrin’s expression shifted slightly.
He’d considered saying more, but glancing at the reactions around him, it seemed unwise to press further.
The atmosphere had already settled into something warm and heartfelt, with the other Heterogeneous Beings watching contentedly, rubbing their noses with satisfaction.
A miscalculation.
Talgrin realized he’d fallen victim to his own scheme and found himself with no choice but to step back.
“If that’s your intention, I suppose there’s nothing more to be done.”
“Thank you so much for the information. If we meet again, I’ll repay your kindness.”
The Dohyun Party bowed respectfully and departed the Safe Zone, while the other Heterogeneous Beings quickly dispersed to their own affairs once the commotion ended.
Only Talgrin remained, grinding his teeth as he stared after Dohyun’s retreating figure, while his four Dwarven companions approached him with a question.
“You’re not planning to let this go, are you?”
“Did that human try to outsmart us?”
Talgrin’s acting fooled us, didn’t it? The human just seems stupid.”
“I fell for it too.”
When Talgrin glared at his chattering companions, all four flinched simultaneously.
Though they called themselves companions, Talgrin was the de facto leader of this party and its strongest warrior, so all four had no choice but to watch his mood carefully.
And as Talgrin looked at his companions, he spoke in a low voice.
“The deal fell through, so we have no choice. We’ll have to kill them and take it by force.”
“Heh, that’s certainly faster.”
“Rejecting the offered cup to drink poison instead.”
“This makes the human look like a fool.”
“If we can get the necklace, who cares if a human or two dies?”
The Dwarves chattered on, then turned their bodies toward the direction where the Dohyun Party had vanished and slowly began to follow.
Tracking humans was far too easy for them, after all.
At the moment the Dwarves were moving.
Dohyun had exited the Safe Zone and was explaining to Hanalin and Jiyuchan how the Dwarf had tried to deceive them.
It had naturally been Talgrin’s scheme, and he was certain they would come after them.
Both accepted this as expected, but Dohyun noticed them glancing at the necklace he’d put back on with peculiar expressions in their eyes.
“…What?”
“Huh? Oh, no, it’s nothing.”
“Ahem, never mind.”
Seeing their suspicious gazes, Dohyun shot them a sharp look, and Hanalin quietly whispered to Jiyuchan.
“He seems a bit more ferocious…”
“…That’s just Dohyun as usual. It’s fine.”
“Right?”
Pretending not to hear that exchange, Dohyun sensed the rapidly approaching presence from a distance and spoke.
“Then I’ll handle that scheming Dwarf, and you two each take one of the others.”
“Huh? Really?”
“What’s gotten into you?”
They’d expected Dohyun to take three and hand them one each, so this was unexpected. At their reaction, Dohyun wondered if he’d actually done something wrong.
Well, he did always kill more Villains when they encountered them, claiming he’d earn more merit points—so perhaps this was karmic retribution?
Dohyun shook his head, thinking it best to dial back his killing intent.
Of course, he would have preferred to take on all three himself, but it seemed that wouldn’t be feasible.
Talgrin was a far stronger opponent than Jerpael had been last time.
“That acting Dwarf—he’s stronger than that Elf chieftain from back then.”
“…Then it’s certain.”
“…Understood.”
As Hanalin and Jiyuchan nodded, sensing the gravity in Dohyun’s words, they soon felt the presence of the Dwarves drawing near.
Watching the Dwarves close the distance, Dohyun stepped forward first, moving to disrupt their formation.
As Dohyun moved, the opposing side reacted in kind.
Talgrin, who had been charging from the center, rushed toward Dohyun, his voice cutting through the air.
“I’ll handle that one—you two deal with the rest.”
As combat erupted, Talgrin’s tone became commanding, and the remaining four Dwarves, moving with practiced ease, turned their attention toward Hanalin and Jiyuchan.
As the two groups split apart, Hanalin and Jiyuchan quickly assessed the strength of the Dwarves charging at them.
They appeared stronger than the Elves from before.
If anything, they felt slightly more formidable than Park Insu.
A respectable opponent for the two of them, one might say.
Though Dohyun had broken away, neither of them paid it much mind as they prepared for battle.
“I’ll hold off the four of them—cover me from the rear.”
“Understood.”
With those words, Jiyuchan gripped his sword and charged forward, while three Dwarves who appeared to be close-combat specialists rushed at him from the opposite side.
The Dwarf positioned in the rear was neither a Mage nor a Healer, but rather a Buffer Dwarf, who channeled green-tinged energy toward the three charging Dwarves, enhancing their bodies.
Whoosh—
With their bodies enhanced by the green light, the Dwarves’ already bulging muscles became even more densely packed, and their tendons grew taut, granting them newfound flexibility. Their speed increased dramatically as they bore down on Jiyuchan.
Though they wielded what resembled longswords, the blades were actually closer in length to short swords, allowing them to close the distance swiftly. Jiyuchan responded by unleashing his blade against them.
That sword strike, combining mana manipulation with swordsmanship pushed to its absolute limit, was faster and more serene than when he had once wielded it against the Blind Guide.
As the silver and azure-tinged blade swept through the air, a crescent-shaped aura of sword energy unfurled like a full moon. The mana-infused blade scattered mana along its trajectory, manifesting the sword aura into tangible form before launching it toward the Dwarves.
Whoosh—
The Dwarves, spotting the incoming blade aura, raised their short swords and gripped them with both hands like longswords, lifting them to intercept and block the attack. Two of them were pushed backward.
Yet they were merely pushed back—no damage inflicted upon them whatsoever.
In fact, one of them hadn’t been pushed back at all. Thanks to the other two blocking for him, he was able to leap into the air and close the distance to Jiyuchan in an instant.
The Dwarves, known as both the Craftsman Race and the born warrior race, displayed techniques so swift that even Jiyuchan flinched momentarily.
But there was one thing they had overlooked.
Hurtling toward the Dwarf charging at Jiyuchan came something thin and sharp, spinning at high velocity with a piercing whine. The Dwarf instinctively raised his sword to defend against it.
Screech—
Clang!
Sparks erupted violently as the Dwarf’s short sword vibrated intensely.
Unlike the massive stone spear he had once used against the Blind Guide, this time Hanalin had fired a projectile crafted from small stone arrows. The Dwarf who had blocked it grimaced, watching his wrist throb and blood seep from his palm.
Just from blocking it, the impact was this severe.
Realizing that a direct hit would likely have been fatal, the Buffer Dwarf standing behind the three immediately erected protective barriers for each of them.
Seeing this, Jiyuchan felt confirmed that the Dwarves were indeed stronger than the Elves, his expression darkening. Hanalin, equally irritated, crafted another projectile and fired it at the Buffer Dwarf in the rear.
Whiiiiiish——
Clang! Zing!
As I conjured three bullets and fired them, the Buffer Dwarf’s protective barrier intercepted the first volley from Hanalin, while the Dwarf whose palm had burst open from blocking the initial shot deflected the subsequent two bullets with a sweeping blade.
Seizing the opening, Jiyuchan charged forward, but the two Dwarves who had been driven back by his assault planted themselves firmly in his path.
Clang clang clang clang.
The Dwarves’ blades met Jiyuchan’s steel.
Yet with two opponents against his solitary form, Jiyuchan could not exploit his physical advantages and found himself forced backward by sheer strength.
As Jiyuchan retreated and Hanalin recharged her magic, the Buffer waved his hand over the Dwarf with the torn palm, and even that grievous wound sealed itself.
Recognizing their formidable adversaries, Jiyuchan and Hanalin furrowed their brows, regarding them with grim resolve. The Dwarves smiled wickedly and muttered.
“Let’s see how long you two can endure.”
“Kehehehe.”
“….”
“….”
Jiyuchan and Hanalin said nothing, but faced them with unmistakable tension etched across their features.

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