In the morning, I woke to the sound of someone calling my name. Rising from bed, I put on some shorts and stepped outside the room where the women were sleeping. There, I found a group of dwarves, who presented me with a war hammer made from a metal alloy of mithril, Spirit Stones, and steel. The hammer, adorned with intricate craftsmanship, was clearly made for practical use in battle.
The head blacksmith handed me the hammer. I tilted my head curiously and asked about it. The dwarves explained that it was customary among their kind to gift a handmade war hammer as a token of gratitude and friendship. The higher the quality of the hammer, the deeper the sentiment behind it. The one I received, being of exceptional quality, symbolized the highest level of their feelings.
Nodding in understanding, I accepted the gift with gratitude, even though I typically preferred polearms. I appreciated the gesture regardless.
As it happened, interacting with species like the dwarves, for whom I had yet to acquire language abilities, was somewhat challenging due to their unfamiliar phrases and expressions.
After morning training, I wandered alone through the forest. Now that there were no more enemies left to fight, a strange sense of loneliness crept into my heart. In the past, I had always needed to stay alert to my surroundings, but now, if I didn’t hide my presence, all creatures would flee from me anyway. Not much time had even passed since my birth, yet I already felt a nostalgic longing for those perilous days of the past.
After walking for several minutes, I arrived at the large tree where I had previously met the dryad. Although we had been communicating regularly via my clones, I came in person today for a specific purpose. As always, the dryad looked stunning. She immediately tried to charm me, but I focused first on the purpose of my visit: obtaining special seeds. Afterward, we spent some quality time together.
On my way back to our dwelling, I collected several materials the dryad had mentioned.
The night, as usual, was full of activities.
Among the human women we had captured, some had begun showing signs of pregnancy. I wondered whose child would be born first. It’s something to look forward to.