How to Survive as a Genius Spy in the Game Chapter 261 - The Dwarves' Mountain Range (4)

“We’ll take as much as we can carry.”

The effect of Flynn Powder was evident. As soon as I spoke, the dwarves sniffled and frowned.

No dwarf was unaffected. My technique of moving the poison powder with winds had reached perfection long ago.

The refined Flynn Powder I had brought entered precisely into the dwarves’ nostrils. Simultaneous coughing echoed like a multi-layered chorus.

Meanwhile, some dwarves seemed to realize they had been poisoned.

“This is Flynn…”

Dwarves and elves have strong resistance to such drugs. They probably tested it while refining Flynn Powder. Knowing this, I brought quite a lot of powder.

However, even the dwarves who noticed couldn’t finish their sentences. It took exactly 20 seconds from when I spoke.

No matter how resistant dwarves are to such drugs, it was enough time for the drug to spread through the bloodstream to the brain.

The eyes of nearly twenty dwarves glazed over at once. There was a slight difference depending on individual resistance, but it was only a matter of a one-second interval.

Their reactions varied: some trembled and shuddered, some went limp, some suddenly banged their heads against the wall.

“Let’s go.”

We who had been clinging to the ceiling of the forge, in the blind spot of vision, using winds, landed lightly. Now it was time to steal all the dwarves’ masterpieces.

Of course, I said we’d take as much as we could carry, but that wasn’t actually that much.

Inside this huge forge, there were only 11 separate personal spaces. Judging by the looks of it, I guessed only those recognized among the dwarves could have one.

The number of dwarves was three times that of personal spaces.

I ignored the other areas and only checked the items openly displayed in the personal spaces inside the forge. From a distance, I draw swords from their scabbards using winds.

Turning my head in the middle of the forge, I examine the swords. And I thought my guess was correct. All 11 swords floating in the air were famous blades.

I could tell without even touching them. Just a quick glance showed that the aura of the swords themselves was different. I moved the swords near me using winds.

“Rina, anywhere else you want to check?”

This was all that was visible, but Rina’s intuition might pick up on something. Rina thought for a moment, looked around, and shook her head.

“No.”

She looked a bit tired. Understandably so. We had relied on Rina’s intuition to get this far. It meant Rina had been keeping her senses sharp continuously.

In fact, intuition doesn’t necessarily come from constant concentration, but it couldn’t be helped. Rina’s mental fatigue must have accumulated quite a bit.

Of course, I who used winds was in the same boat, but the difference in our basic stamina made it unavoidable. I nodded.

“Let’s head back.”

I couldn’t carry 11 swords by hand. This wasn’t a game with an inventory. I gripped the swords with winds.

Eleven swords stood around me as if protecting me. If not for the lack of scabbards, it would be no different from floating swords. Of course, actual combat would be different.

“Want me to help carry some?”

Rina asked, looking at me. I shook my head, saying it was fine. Losing one or two here wouldn’t make much difference.

And now that I was quite skilled with winds, carrying a few swords wasn’t really a strain.

Before leaving, I looked around at the dwarves. Half of them were staring blankly into space. They seemed to be seeing something in the air.

The rest were grinning or crying soullessly. Two showed signs of aggression.

Even then, they weren’t harming others. They were just banging their heads against the wall or punching their own faces.

But they all had one thing in common: their muscles were slightly swollen. After all, Flynn Powder was originally made for physical enhancement.

‘Do they need to inhale more to become beasts?’

It wasn’t really important. Since we destroyed the factory, things should be quiet for a while. We need to deal with the devils soon anyway.

Rina and I headed to the rendezvous point. As stealthily and quickly as possible, since I was carrying the swords with winds.

We weren’t spotted by the dwarves as I moved while surveying with winds. When Denif and Terka saw me at the meeting place, their eyes widened.

“W-what’s all that?”

“What do you think? Famous swords.”

“Are they all…?”

“Yes. One of them is yours.”

“…”

Terka was speechless for a moment. He even looked somewhat dejected. Well, he probably didn’t expect we could bring this many.

Just earlier, he had said the chances of getting one were low. He’s probably like this because of our earlier deal.

Terka must have thought he was exchanging the information he obtained for a famous sword that would be difficult to acquire. He certainly didn’t expect we’d bring so many famous swords.

Neither did I. If I had known there were this many famous swords, Terka would likely have asked to shorten the promise period.

“See, I told you not to be hasty and to talk about it later.”

As I shrugged, Terka mouthed a curse. Not at me. “Stupid bastard.” It was directed at himself.

“Hey, Carlyn, can I take a look at those too?”

“You already have yours.”

“There might be one that suits me better.”

“Well, do as you like.”

I didn’t mind. The dwarves’ famous swords, even among famous swords, could be better than those obtained from the imperial armory.

Terka’s face showed even deeper dejection at my conversation with Denif. He glanced at me furtively.

When I just stared blankly, he averted his gaze. He already knew I wasn’t the type to change my words over such things.

“Did you activate it before leaving?”

“Of course. I checked it myself. It’ll explode in about 40 minutes.”

“Let’s get out of here.”

***

We started to escape the tunnel at a rapid pace. The speed was different from our entry. It was almost twice as fast. We had no choice.

We remembered the way we came. It was a bit complicated, but not enough to get confused. Securing an escape route is a basic skill for spies.

Moreover, now my winds were surveying further tunnels, so there was no chance of taking a wrong turn.

While entering, I had used winds carefully to avoid detection, but not now.

‘It doesn’t matter if they notice now.’

The bomb will explode soon anyway. Our target, the Flynn Powder refining facility, will certainly collapse. Even if the enemy notices the winds, we just need to return.

If there’s only one path or we need to take a long detour, we can deal with them. Me, Denif, and Terka. It’s not a combination that would struggle against whoever comes.

That’s why there were several battles. It was more important to get out quickly than to return undetected.

I quickly judged the length of the passages with winds. Even groups of dwarves were no obstacle before a Sword Master.

‘Anyway, since the dwarves have joined hands with the devils, it doesn’t matter if my identity is revealed.’

By the time the devils learn that I’m in the northeastern mountains, this battlefield will be cleaned up anyway, so there’s no need to hide.

After about 40 minutes like that, we had covered half the distance we had entered over several hours.

Boom- It was then that we felt the ground vibrate from far away. The bomb we had set had exploded. Small dust falls from the tunnel ceiling. I blew it away with winds.

The reverberation wasn’t that loud. We had brought bombs divided among four people, but the distance was quite far and it was underground, so that might be why.

‘I’d like to collapse the entire underground city, but…’

That was absolutely impossible with the amount we could carry. This underground city, built by dwarves over hundreds of years, was that sturdy.

Still, it was enough to surely destroy the Flynn Powder factory and ironworks.

“That was what we set up earlier, right?”

Terka asked while running. Unlike the boredom during entry, he seemed strangely excited. I nodded lightly, and he let out a small “Ooh” of admiration.

In fact, this kind of spy work is very fun, it’s just that normal times are boring and the process of getting things done is painful.

Of course, it’s hard to say that casualties are fun, but by the standards of sword users in this world, that’s how it is.

It’s a bit of a special case, but like how Jofor has some fantasies about secret organizations.

“Huh?”

It was about 15 minutes later. Bang-! Boom-boom-boom- An explosion followed by ground tremors. It was bigger than before.

The problem was that it came from in front of us, not behind. It definitely wasn’t the bomb we brought.

Far ahead, from the direction of the exit, a faint winds rushed in. It was the aftermath of the explosion. I frowned.

If it wasn’t us, it meant the dwarves had done it. The reason could be guessed immediately.

“The exit must be blocked.”

Fifteen minutes. It was enough time for them to assess the collapse of the ironworks and report to the commander. They might have also discovered the problem in the forge.

I thought they might have blocked the escape route as soon as they realized this fact.

There’s a possibility that they blocked it to prevent the imperial army’s invasion due to the bad situation outside, but it’s not high.

If it was possible to block like that, they would have lured the imperial army in and then blocked it. It was the part I was worried about.

I didn’t know there was a way to block the exit from the inner underground city. The dwarves must have prepared over hundreds of years of living.

Denif and Terka were shocked at my words. Rina’s expression didn’t change, but her eyes widened.

“The exit is blocked?”

“Yeah. It seems they just blocked it with that explosion.”

“Damn it! How do we get out then? Should we go back and find another exit?”

Terka’s face, which had been strangely excited until just now, turned pale. It’s impossible to face all the dwarves inside, even if we sneaked in stealthily.

There are strong individuals among the dwarves too. I shook my head with a calm face.

“Why go back? Let’s keep running for now.”

I didn’t slow down. I planned to run as far as the path was open. There were multiple passages when we entered. There might be an open one.

Of course, it didn’t seem likely. And indeed, after running for another 10 minutes, we had to stop. The entire passage ahead had collapsed.

“Ah, shit. What do we do?”

It was Terka’s question. I shrugged.

“What do we do? We just get out.”

“How are we going to get out?”

“Are you stupid?”

“What?”

The reason I could maintain my composure was because Denif’s mystic was sand. That’s not known to the world. The dwarves probably didn’t expect it either.

They might think we’re possessed by ghosts while searching the passages. Well, even if they knew about Denif’s Mystic Power, the dwarves couldn’t take any other action.

“Denif, let’s use some strength.”

“Hah, it’s troublesome.”

“We got 11 famous sword test tickets, and this is troublesome?”

“Hmm. When you put it that way, I feel like I’m getting some energy?”

Terka, who had been making a stupid face at my words, urgently interrupted.

“Why 11 test tickets? I have priority! I was first.”

“Well, whatever.”

I nodded roughly. Swords or whatever, getting out is the priority. It’ll take longer than just running out, but getting out itself won’t be a problem.

Rather, we should worry about being surrounded when we get up there. The guys outside must understand what the collapse of the entrance means. But that’s something to think about after we get out.