"Haa..."
Hein finally let out an exhausted breath, sitting on top of a large bed.
'These past few months sure have been, tough.'
Going from a regular teen who went to the academy each day and during the night supported his father's shop to suddenly leaving the human domain to constantly fight against beasts each day.
—Hiiing!
Taking out his shield, Hein slowly started cleaning it.
Compared to before, his shield was now riddled with scars and cracks.
It was an
Yet, it was now reduced in such a sorry state that it could no longer be called a shield.
Perhaps calling it a piece of scrap metal was more accurate at this point.
Still, Hein wasn't disheartened.
They were in the dwarven domain where artifacts lay everywhere.
