Title -{ The Journey of Drago

Series -{ Tensei Shitara Slime datta ken

Rating -{ M

Genera -{ Isekai

Writer -{ IsekaiStoriesDM

Word Count -{ 959

Chapter 3: Armed Nation of Dwargon – [Mining Shaft]

Eight-Months Later

I was drinking water from my water jug. After a long chug, I put the stopper back in and went back to smashing the stone with my fist. As I drew back, my target looked like it was made of iron. The thick layer of cave dust-covered me as I found some raw ore. I pried it loose not bothering to look at it as I tossed it into the [item box]. I no longer look to be the Kaijin I was when I arrived to Dwargon. With the steady number of meals and back-breaking work I had mange to build a layer of truly impressive muscle.

I had also become an intermediate Blacksmith. And such, my duties included doing shop orders for my master (to some small degree of success.) I had also gained a lot of skills related to this new job and through my work I had mastered almost all these skills. About the third month in I had gained a batch of skills related to mining from [ore hound], [Weak spot], [Tunnel detection], [Night vision], [ore grader], [Mole Claws] and [Sludge Hammer fist]. These skills have come in handy as there had been a few times when the appropriate tools that had been broken or just died on me.

With these skills I (eventually) no longer rented or bought anymore of the items that always seem to break on me. Doing this seemed to advance all these new skills in almost at an accelerated rate. I continue as I needed to collect more ores to do jobs for my and the old dwarf's work. I used it as an opportunity to train the skills I gained I offend found myself doing practice with said skills.

I quickly realized the benefits of three of the skills after I left Dwargon. I found myself pounding the walls with my fists with the [Sludge hammer fist] every day when I located a deep vein. I quickly followed with [Mole claws] to carve into the mining walls until I locate some of the higher-grade ore. Finally, when I found pieces, I'd tossed the ore into the [Item Box].

After spending nearly, the entire day in the tunnel I had managed to gather quite a load of ore inside of my [item box] and a semi-filled sack like most of the blacksmiths and apprentices. As I exited the tunnel, I hand over my sack for inspection and watched as the guard poured one fourth of the sack into the mining cart before handing the sack back to me.

I went on my way sling the sack on my back as I made my way back to the shop. I found that my stomach was growling but that could be easily settled after dropping off the ore and then visiting the bath house. After twenty minutes of making my way through the hustle a bustle of people shopping and others moving items from one place to others, I made it back to the shop just in time to see the old man abusing the newest apprentice. She was a small dwarven female no older than fifteen years. Admittedly, she was attractive, her skin was a golden bronze and had long crimson hair she kept it in a ponytail.

Therefore, when confronted, the old man would say, "She's far too young to go into that damn place. Be nice to your junior, or do you want her to end up in the belly of a beast or worst?" And each time I'd wave him off and unload the ore into their bins (knowing what the old geezer said was true.) So, I never argued with the old man as I found it useful for training my skills and I wanted to protect the girl too. Each time I would dump the ore, take the money for the share that was for the old geezer and the girl, and I than would take the remaining money to eat at the butterfly or relax at the bathhouse.

Today was the bath house, as I had about three days of mine dust covering me. I made my way to 'Avalon.' The elf ladies gave me a smile as the madam of the bath house looked up from her ledger and slightly laughed, "The old geezer trying to work you to death. You should work here and feed the furnaces of the baths."

I had to chuckle and nod. "Yeah, but then I'd lose the fine figure you all like to un-earth each time I come in." I could see the young elf girls blush and the madam chuckled. I was led into the bath by an elf girl. After about two and half hours I came walking out of the store, my bronze color skin glowed and it was clean as was my long silver hair that was braided into a ponytail.

Being cleaned up, I felt like getting something eat so I made my way to a store ran by a little old dwarf woman. As I walked into the store the smell of the stew made my stomach let out a growl. This caused the little old lady to look at me and she just shook her head before she said, "Dargo you can't skip meals when you stay in the mine all day."

I smiled. "Well, if I take food into the mine it usually attracts some monsters." The old lady nodded and quickly slid a bowl in front of me as I sat down. I took a deep breath and said, "Thank you very much" I began to eat the stew and I felt so happy as the food hit my stomach and I let out a peaceful breath.