A Knight Who Eternally Regresses

Chapter 255

“So, what’s the deal?”

The dwarf ignored the barbarian, and Rem didn’t react with anger but instead let it slide nonchalantly.

Enkrid had sensed it right away—though the words were harsh, the intention wasn’t serious.

Appropriately, Enkrid interjected and spoke.

“If you’ve got a good sword, I’d like to buy it.”

Enkrid didn’t beat around the bush. Frankly, he found the dwarf quite an interesting character.

Could the dwarf fight? Probably not, judging by posture, hand movements, and overall behavior.

That was Enkrid’s overall assessment.

“Really?”

The dwarf wasn’t picky. He simply scanned Enkrid from head to toe.

It’s said that dwarves don’t judge by human appearance.

Yet, for some reason, the dwarf’s gaze lingered on Enkrid’s face, not leaving.

Kraiss, watching from behind, thought to himself:

‘Could it be? Has he fallen for him too?’

He felt an uneasy thought arise.

As everyone knew, dwarves didn’t care about the appearance of humans, whether handsome or ugly. Instead, they were said to judge by the inner qualities: their eyes, attitude, habits—everything.

Dwarves who had wandered the continent for a long time had learned to discern a person’s nature by how they spoke and moved.

While not a spell, the unique ability and experience of the dwarf helped her catch a glimpse of some part of Enkrid’s soul.

And what she saw was vast, pure, and beautiful.

Refining ores meant extracting and purifying metals.

Mastery of a trade meant heating metals and hammering them to form tools.

Over time, through creating stones and iron, among other things, their sight had sharpened.

To her, Enkrid was like a stone.

But not just any stone. Definitely not.

‘What is this?’

A stone that wouldn’t break, no matter how much it was chipped, a stone that wouldn’t age or wear down.

It was incomprehensible—something the dwarf had never encountered before. A human, an ore, both at once.

It was a strange sensation.

Simultaneously, it was the reason why the dwarf felt moved. Mystery, novelty, and something new always caught a dwarf’s interest.

“Hey, I won’t kill you, but could you take a look at my axe?”

The impudent barbarian spoke from the side.

He swaggered over and immediately offered a suspicious axe.

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