Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army 122 The Imp And The Old Man

After following them, he found the monsters were paying tribute to a Queen bee in exchange for a drinking from a wax cup that an imp was filling from a vat, moan from pleasure then leave the room letting the next one in line to enter. Yunan queued up with the monsters, strangely, they did not attack no matter how much growling noises they made, Yunan did not even flinch as he waited for his turn.

When his turn came the imp spoke to Yunan using the common language of Burkan. The imp had a very crafty and intelligent look in his eyes that were deeper than the other imps in the floor. "Human" it said "how much would you like to trade". Yunan simply gave him a ring with over 50 thousand corpses in it and an empty one, to put the honey in, the imp did not understand what Yunan was trying to trade.

"Focus on the ring and look inside it with your own consciousness, or use mana if you find it easier, then tell me how much can i get for what is inside" the imp did as Yunan told him under the curious gaze of the Queen bee. There was a stunned expression on the imp, it then turned into pure fury and rage, "murderer" it cried as it lunged at Yunan and tried to stab him with its knife. Yunan simply grabbed the incoming imp by the neck and left him hanging.

"So your kind can kill mine without repercussions" Yunan pointed at the human corpses. " you kill, we kill, every one is a murderer, if that is a problem with you" he turned to the queen " we can fight for some honey instead of trading for it" Yunan then looked back at the struggling imp. " maybe i should sell you while i am at it, a talking monster like you can fetch a nice price".

Yunan fixed the imp with a murderous gaze and gave it the time to think, the soldier bees were surrounding the Queen bee and ready to act in a split second, the ogres and imps from the outside were getting ready to attack too, however a voice came from the back of the room that took command of the situation, it had an overbearing aura. "For the bearer of Black Fate, you are quite cruel,however, it is curious that you have an armor such as this in the current age, even a dragon by your side"

Yunan flung the imp at the older gentleman who caught it midair with a magical arm " i would be happy if sir can inspect my armor, but i must say I only came to buy some honey, only to find myself called a murderer and be attacked" Yunan pointed at the two rings in the hands of the imp "although i do not mind a fight, i think doing things in civil way is not too bad, i just hate headaches and this is shaping to be one".

The older gentleman took the rings from the imp and took a look inside " you were too greedy my boy, a few cups should be more than enough to feed you for a week". Yunan shook his head at the man " i have a problem with this armor, it makes me consume so much food so fast, i need more before I can digest it all, so i usually need to empty such a ring weekly, the empty one that is, i drink that honey as if it was water".

"Curious indeed" the man was now petting a much more docile imp as he stepped closer to Yunan " may i look at your armor? I might be of use to make it better". Yunan told Drogon through telepathy to grow and intimidate the monsters in the room just in case a fight would break out while he was without armor. Yunan then recalled the Dragonification armor into its medallion form and pa.s.sed it to the old gentleman.

"Hmm, draconic nature, dragon forged, 7 weapons, digestion and growth, semi-conscious, and so many enchantments! no contradiction or rejection between enchantments, mana core, spirit core, decent materials, decent craftsmanship, i could swear this thing has the touch of Mina, keep it fed and let it absorb as much mana as it can, and maybe it will evolve if you are lucky"

Yunan smiled at the man " Mina was there when this armor was born, i call it Dragonification, because it feels like i am wearing a dragon" Yunan took back the armor from the old man and put it on, and recalling Drogon to his old place hanging on the medallion. "So what is your overall review of this armor?" Yunan asked the man who seemed to be shifting interest to Drogon.

"I think your were lucky to even have it be fully created, no, you would have been blessed by Fortuna herself to make such armor with such craftsmanship and materials, you need at least materials that are 3 grades higher to even think about making an attempt and about 5 grades higher to guarantee it would be somewhat complete". "We were lucky, that is without question"

The old gentleman pa.s.sed Yunan his rings back, one was full of honey while the other empty " 50 thousand cups of honey for 50 thousand corpses, let's meet again Young man, make sure to pay my respects to lady Fortuna when you meet her, if you work hard on my smithing then i might even teach you something beyond it" the old man then waved at Yunan and left the room, soon after, the Queen bee retreated to her hidden hive, and the monsters scattered as if this room had never seen such a meeting.