บท 126: A Flash (1)

In truth, there's no official "warrior" profession in dwarven society.

Why would a race that mines, forges weapons, and builds need warriors?

Especially now, when it's not an era of constant warfare like in the old days.

Yet paradoxically, miners, builders, and artisans were all warriors at the same time.

Dwarves may be short, but their strength easily surpasses twice that of humans.

Their short, stout bodies are filled with steel-like muscles.

They're incredibly tough, and dwarves are inherently bold and brave by nature.

Whether hammering heated iron or crushing enemy skulls with a warhammer, it's similar work.

Likewise, all miners can become warriors.

That is, as long as there's a light shining brightly.

A few Blood Moles are no match for dwarf miners.

But now, the snake illuminated the darkness that had been pitch black.

Manjin swung his pickaxe with a shout.

"Uwaaargh!"