Location: Myriad Realms, Lil. Red Storm, Seed World, Trophy Section, Inter-realm city, Sector DS0909, Chaos Dwarven District
Wyatt, who was preparing to clarify that he had not challenged the Chaos Dwarf, couldn't help but nod in realization as he listened to the Dwarf demand that Wyatt. give him his Orbiumite ore mine if he lost the corpse puppet crafting duel. Finally, he understood why the Chaos Dwarf was pestering him.
As he had guessed, a well-preserved Orbiumite ore by itself wasn't worth all the trouble the Chaos Dwarf was going through to view the one Wyatt had. However, a mine of well-preserved Orbiumite ore was a different story-it was something worth going to war over. Wyatt had underestimated the Chaos Dwarf. Just by glancing at the Orbiumite ore, the Dwarf had guessed from the red color patterns on its surface that it had been mined recently from a massive Orbiumite ore reserve.
"Orbiumite ore mine? This is just one Orbiumite ore I happen to have on me," Wyatt lied.
The Chaos Dwarf didn't believe him and retorted, "From the pattern on the ore's surface, I can tell not only that it was mined less than a week ago but also that, except. for the 2mm crust, the rest of the Orbiumite ore is in an extremely pure state, indicating it was mined from a huge reserve spanning several miles.
"You've hit the jackpot, but unfortunately, you didn't know how to hide your wealth. Had you not insulted me, I would have compensated you properly for the mine's location. But you dared to call my crafted corpse puppet trash and challenge me? I'm going to crush you and take your mine as my winnings!"
"I don't know about a Orbiumite mine, but I trade the orbiumite ore I have from a Chaos Dwarf demon merchant named Ezra Foolhar," Wyatt calmly asserted, using his alias as a cover. He even dared to look at the Chaos Dwarf as if he were watching a fool pretending to be the smartest person on the street.
"No way! No self-respecting Chaos Dwarf would ever sell such a pure Orbiumite ore to an ignorant mortal like you," the Chaos Dwarf said in disbelief.
"Why not? I had something he wanted, and we agreed to a trade. Not every Chaos Dwarf is a crazy nut who tries to kidnap and steal from others like you," Wyatt continued with his fabricated story. However, the more the surrounding people listened to their conversation, the more confused they became about Wyatt's identity. "Why does the Chaos Dwarf keep calling that other demon merchant a mortal? Is it because of his low realm?"
"No, I think it must be something deeper than that. Chaos Dwarves are difficult to talk with, but they don't differentiate between others. To them, we're all the same-trash that doesn't deserve their items."
"No, I think it's because that demon merchant is a non-native demon merchant from an unknown realm."
"Yes, I think so too. I don't recognize any ruler-class force with someone who looks like that."
"As if you've seen every demon merchant of every ruler class force. Buddy, if you want to fart nonsense and except use say it smell fragrent, then you are at the wrong place. Go fart somewhere else."
"I too feel he is just a non-native ignorant demon merchant."
"Then how do you explain him getting the Devil Merchant Code to blacklist the Chaos Dwarf's workshop?"
"Maybe he morphed his appearance to blend in with the crowd, not wanting to be disturbed."
"Forget that! Didn't you hear the Chaos Dwarf say that demon merchant has a massive Orbiumite ore reserve? Even if he isn't from a ruler-class force, he's as rich as the kids from those forces."
"Wipe your drool. It's still not our turn to covet that mine. The Chaos Dwarf clearly has his eye on it, and from the way things are heading, it looks like he'll get it."
"Ruler-class or not, I believe that young demon merchant isn't simple. Look at his posture and how he's handling that difficult Chaos Dwarf."
"Oh yeah? Wanna bet?"
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"Unnamed Chaos Dwarf vs. Unknown Demon Merchant!"
Wyatt frowned as he listened to the crowd. Because of the unreasonable Chaos Dwarf, his business was now all over the street, and he didn't like it. Fortunately, he had paid for the highest level of privacy one could buy from the Devil Merchant Code. These demon and devil merchants could not uncover his information unless they had some peculiar privilege gifted by the Devil Merchant Code. Even so, they would need to satisfy specific conditions to learn Wyatt's identity.
"Listen here, asshole. I never challenged you, nor do I have an Orbiumite ore mine. However, if you're challenging me to a corpse puppet crafting duel, I'm not one to back down. So, are you challenging me?" Wyatt's frustration was evident. He genuinely wanted to find the Chaos Dwarf's physical body and subject it to a torture so severe
that it would strike fear into any being across the myriad realms that heard its
"Hahaha!" The Chaos Dwarf broke into maniacal laughter once again upon hearing Wyatt's words. Then it said, "Fine, let's say I believe your little story. Give me the contact ID of this supposed Chaos Dwarf who traded that Orbiumite ore with you." "Why should I? I don't owe you anything. If anything, you should be apologizing to me for being such an inconvenience," Wyatt replied. He had no intention of giving the Chaos Dwarf the contact info for Ezra Foolhar-not because he was afraid his cover would be blown, but because he had no obligation to do so. Besides, his eyes were on a bigger prize.
"You're a bold one, aren't you? You know what I think? You don't want to give me that Chaos Dwarf's contact ID because you're lying through your teeth to save your ass," the Chaos Dwarf accused, trying to read Wyatt's reaction to determine whether he was lying or genuinely unwilling to share the contact information. "What need do I have to lie to you? Let's say I do have a massive Orbiumite ore reserve as you claim-what can you do about it? If I have an Orbiumite mine, what are you possibly going to do? Keep following me around Sector DS0909? What if I go to another sector or just return to the physical plane? Then can you follow me?" Wyatt retorted with exaggerated annoyance, emphasizing to the Chaos Dwarf that he had no reason to lie. He genuinely didn't want to give Ezra's contact info to the arrogant, stubborn Dwarf.
Wyatt's words forced the Chaos Dwarf to confront reality. Other demon and devil merchant only feared it because of its race and the items its kind crafted, but beyond that, there was no reason for the masses to fear the Chaos Dwarves. Not to mention, Wyatt had declared he wouldn't buy any items from them. He truly had no reason to
Finally, the Chaos Dwarf decided to make things official. Issuing a formal challenge to Wyatt, it demanded, "Fine, I challenge you to a corpse puppet crafting duel. If I win, you will give me that Chaos Dwarf's information. And if you win-what do you want,