970 Leaders of Yrniel 2
"Oi, shorty, shut the hell up if you don't want me to kick you away like the ball you are."
Arion, of course, didn't care about how good of a blacksmith Durgan was. He just retorted and even used the taboo word.
Durgan glared at Arion.
"What are you looking at huh? Honestly, I kind of feel bad for your neck since it would be strained from looking up all the time. You just rest more, shorty."
"Pfftt!"
One of the Tigerkin standing behind Arion laughed out loud.
"…"
The other people turned silent.
This… this could be bad…
"You are really trying your best to not get any more artifacts for your City, aren't you?" Durgan commented.
"Are you threatening me?" Arion narrowed his eyes.
"So what if I am, shithead?" Durgan wasn't scared.
The two Divine Stage Cultivators glared at each other, and this time, even Alaric and other Divine Stage Cultivators were alarmed.
The last thing they wanted to a fight was to break out.
Just as Alaric was about to step in, a wide smile appeared on Arion's face and he brought out a paper,
"Hahaha! I was waiting for that you pipsqueak! Here! See this! You can't cut the artifact supplies even if you wanted to!"
Arion laughed out loud. He had a contract signed with the Dwarves, a contract stating a steady flow of supplies for the next 10,000 years.
"So you have a contract…" Durgan muttered.
"How is that huh!? By the time the tenure mentioned in this contract is over, your old short bones would have already turned into dust! Hahaha! There is nothing you can do against me now!"
"Hmmm. I don't see any deal clause that ensures the quality of the Artifacts." While Arion was laughing and flaunting the contract in his hand, Durgan commented.
"Huh?" Arion's expression changed.
"We shall have a good talk about this later, Arion." Durgan commented as he then turned towards Alaric and, "Shall we leave now?"
"Oi Oi Oi, Shorty! You know I was just joking, right? I wasn't serious!" Arion rushed towards Durgan and grabbed his shoulders.
This time, a small, arrogant smile appeared on Durgan's face. "What can I do? I am just a shorty, after all."
"Oii!!"
"Heh, I never get bored of seeing you guys." Arcturus laughed.
Alaric just shook his head.
"Lord Alaric, are we not leaving yet?" Lyriana questioned with a calm look on her face.
"Well, ther-"
Alaric was about to answer, but then, the artifact in his eyes shined,
"They are here."
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