It was a weapon that she liked, since Weed said he was not going to buy it, she felt that another opportunity came.
Then Weed said to these people.
“Don’t buy that bow.
“What?”
The Elven women’s eyes were shining.
Although Elves were beautiful by nature, there were better looking people out there.
They had large round eyes, clean skin, and slim bodies. With pointed ears and green hair, it was natural that men would think they are very pretty.
“Its a cheap item.”
“What? What are you…”
“Little Dwarf friend! What do you mean by that!”
It was natural for the shop owner to have an outburst. However, Weed ignored the owner’s outburst and continued speaking.
“It is not a weapon that was made with careful consideration to its quality. Rather than Elves, it was made for non-Dwarves to use. The balance of the weapon is not good, and the average damage and durability is subpar.”
The weapon was not good enough for Elves to use. The Dwarven shop owner’s face was flaming red and was unable to utter a word.
“Huh?”
“The Dwarves have strong pride. Why did you not get angry?”
Weed continued saying.
“The fire rate is high, which would make it cost more, but this weapon was not properly calibrated in the center and is a complete rip off. If you want, you can get a shooting target and test the bow yourself.”
After he finished saying this, Weed quickly walked away from the store because there was nothing more to say.
He gave the Elf some advice only because she seemed to be his sister’s age.
The Dwarf was blushing bright red with embarrassment.
Dwarves start of with basic handicraft skills which made them excellent craftsmen.
The Dwarf knew that Weed was completely right and could not argue back.
“Elf, are you going to buy this or not?”
The Elf cautiously put down the weapon and nervously asked.
“What is the price for this bow?”
“12,500 gold.”
“But I heard that it’s not balanced…”
“Then don’t buy it.”
The arrogant Dwarf replied back and folded his arms.
The Elven woman understood that Weed helped her and ran after him in a haste in order to not lose him and to register him as a friend.
“Register Friend!”
— Your friend request has been denied.
“?.”
As a female Elf, he was the first one to refuse to register her as a friend.
On the battlefield and on quests, the elven race was always the most popular.
Because of their fast footwork, archers would react to surprisingly fast. And due to the Elven women’s pretty faces and slim bodies, men had always taken care of them.
In reality, their appearances were actually plain and they looked like model students who were engrossed with books, but they were popular in Royal Road.
The female Elf threw away her pride and tried again.
“Friend Request!”
— Your friend request has been denied.
“Friend Request!”
— You and Weed-nim have been registered as friends.
After three attempts for a friend request, in the end his name was Weed?
‘The name of that person is Weed?’
At that very moment, the Elf Edel sent a whisper, and just as she expected, the words she first heard were blunt.
— The Dwarves’ skills and devotion…
The whispered words Edel heard was exactly like that.
“It’s not that us Elves are doubting the skills and quality of the Dwarves, but this bow is too expensive for us plain elves to use. I know that the Dwarven Masters can make bows like this easily.”
“12,000 gold.”
An Elf was trying to bargain with the arrogant Dwarven shop owner who was said to be impossible to bargain with. It was a subject worth mentioning.
— Average damage…
Edel was carefully watching the Dwarf’s reaction and said.
“It says that the average damage is not consistent. If a bow’s damage is not consistent, it’s a big problem. I have to hunt the evil Orcs before they get close.”
It was known to all that the Orcs were the Elves’ and Dwarves’ common nemesis.
One could say that the Dwarves hated the Orcs existence.
“11,000 gold. Thats the lowest I can go.”
“I’ve heard that the durability is bad…”
“10,500 gold.”
If the price was about this amount, Edel could sufficiently buy it with the money she had.
“Wow!”
“I didn’t know Edel had a talent for bargaining.”
Edel’s fellow Elves cheered her on, however Edel decided to press on the matter.
Edel has yet to buy the bow. This was because she was unsure of the price.
Edel asked one more time to confirm the price.
“That is… Is it okay if I shoot a far target and check the results? If it’s a weapon that Master Dwarf has made there should be no problems, but I want to see how good the bow is before I decide. However, if the arrow strays even a little bit from the target, you’ll give me a discount, right?”
For the first time, the Dwarf’s complexion changed and turned pale.
“Give me 9,000 gold for it. Although the bow is somewhat flawed, it’s not bad if you bought it for 9,000 gold.”
That was how Edel finalized the purchase price to 9,000 Gold.
There was a slight disadvantage when you use the bow because of the inconsistent damage attack!
However, skills in archery would be more than enough to compensate the shortcomings of the bow.
It was amazing to be able to get a bow that provided a strong base damage as well as rapid fire capabilities at this level and at that price. A Human would find Elves to be amicable, but it was amazing to be able to bargain with the introverted Dwarves.
Edel tried to sending a whisper to Weed with a word of thanks.
— Thank you very much. Because of you I was able to buy the bow…
— The recipient has blocked you.
Most of the quest that were commissioned in the Kingdom of Kuruso were for the Dwarven race or Blacksmiths.
Sculpting was as rare as beans sprouting in a drought, and it was a situation where no one could say that they were proficient in it.
“Heolheol, I can’t buy any ale since my money for ale is gone. Although this is really unfortunate, I can’t beg due to a Dwarf’s honor. Luckily the lady who owns the bar said she likes sculptures; won’t you make her one? In return, I’ll give you the pickaxe I’ve been using. You can’t sell it anywhere, but you can use it in a variety of ways.”
*Ding!*
— Request of a Dwarven Miner
Make a sculpture of a pickaxe.
When completed, you can obtain a pickaxe.
Quest difficulty: F
Reward: Pickaxe
Quest Restrictions: Limited to sculptors.
“I will get started on the sculpture right away.”
— You have accepted the quest.
“You say you’re a Sculptor? A Sculptor… When I was young, I was also able to see some spectacular sculptures. What, you say I don’t seem the type?”
“That’s not it. Dwarves are legendary artists, and they are delicate craftsmen.”
“That’s right. The arrogant Humans say that the Dwarves have no interest in the arts; unlike the Orc bastards, us intelligent Dwarves love beautiful and durable things. Even in our city of Kuruso, we have many Dwarven warriors who don’t know the meaning of backing off. I want to store those memories in my house. Make me a sculpture of a proud Dwarven warrior.”
*Ding!*
— The Valor of Dwarven warriors.