"So, the Spirit Arms is complete..."
The gray smoke has not completely dissipated, but Lóni deep and complacent voice has come out from the depths of the smoke. Obviously, there is no object that can stand in that space, but he still exists there.
When the smoke finally dispersed, Su'er saw the Dwarf holding a one-handed long sword floating in the air. The long sword was still wrapped with four-color light, which simply and clearly revealed his identity.
"...What is this?", Su'er muttered to himself, completely unable to accept it.
"Hey? Of course it's a Spirit Arms?", easily heard Su'er mumbling, Lóni raised the long sword and waved it in response.
"Isn't this nonsense!", unable to control his emotions, Su'er raised his voice and shouted, "Of course I know it's a spiritual outfit! But what about the manufacturing process?!"
"What about cutting?! What about casting?! It can be deformed, so you have to assemble it at least?! Just knock it and it's done?! The design drawings can be understood as in your mind, but what about the measuring tools?! What about the machine tools?! Such a precise machine was knocked out like this?!"
Su'er dared to swear with his shoes that if this Lóni dared to come in front of him now, he would definitely punch him hard - in the face!
"Huh? Compared to this long-eared thing, it's obviously a monkey, but it's Surprisingly very knowledgeable?", Lóni turned his head in Surprise, but then shook his head nonchalantly and said: "Why do we need such troublesome things? There is only one answer to this kind of thing, that is, just knock it down based on your feeling!"
"I'll knock you to death!!!", Su'er lowered his head to find a stone, but unfortunately he couldn't find it, "Apologize to the machine!"
"Huh? Why should I apologize? Just conceive and make it casually, my sensibility will lead to the most perfect method, this is the way of Survival of the Dwarf!", Lóni answered disdainfully, but he was hammered down by Think before he could be handsome for a second.
It seems that the strength of the hastily made spiritual equipment is completely unable to keep up with the strength of Think attack. Think, who does not need the spiritual equipment to assist you in fighting, exerts her strength as an eight-fold magician without reservation, and Lóni truly carefully made spiritual equipment has long been self-destructed in that battle.
"Hey! At least wait until I finish talking before you fight!", avoiding Think attack, Lóni shouted in dissatisfaction, "I think this monkey knows more about Dwarf than you, Long Ears? Why don't you keep him?"
"... Hoho, hoho, Mr. Monkey seems to be chatting happily with the gophers?", Think laughed strangely, and the attacks she launched from her hands seemed to be playing a game called whack-a-mole, both of which were correct.
Ah, it broke.
The long sword that Lóni made in a hurry officially fell in an explosion after resisting several attacks, but it had no effect on him at all. He only needed to take out a hammer and tap it lightly, and the wreckage turned into the most sophisticated running machinery.
It was outrageous. The more times Su'er saw this weird scene, the more headache he felt. His previous feeling was right - Dwarf were closer to magical civilization than industrial civilization, and there was no logic at all!
"Although they have developed their own techniques by imitating our engraving techniques, it seems that they are still far from enough." Lóni evaded Think attacks lightly and continued to taunt the enemy, "That's true. Compared to us who can create everything with only the sensibility given by God, the long ears are still too inferior." Ah, a new version appeared - Su'er had heard two versions from Think and Lóni. These two races despised each other as garbage. "No matter what we want to create, our sensibility will naturally lead us to the most appropriate approach. There will be no mistakes, no assumptions, and no verification. We can act as long as we imagine. We can turn our imagination into creation, get inspiration through sensibility, and repeatedly exercise through inspiration. Finally, we can create the entire civilization of the Dwarf, which is infinitely evolving upward. We will try but will not make mistakes, and will verify but will not fail... How about it? That monkey over there? Compared with the long-eared ones, the Dwarf are indeed better, right?"
I didn't expect that the topic would be suddenly thrown to me by Lóni. Before he could even react, he had already received Think murderous eyes.
If everything is really as Lóni said, there will be no mistakes at all, and there is no need for the cost of trial and error. The Dwarf who can move forward only by imagination do sound better than the Elf who make mistakes and keep researching, but——
"...Isn't this cheating?" Su'er still found it difficult to accept.
"Huh? Cheating?", Lóni did not expect that his boasting would be met with such an evaluation. Even in the fierce battle, he still turned his head and asked, "What cheating? This is an achievement that can only be achieved by one's own ability. Where is the cheating?"
It is undeniable that this is even the preference of the God of Forging for the Dwarf, and the rules have been set at the time of creation.
So, rather than saying that Su'er wants to express cheating, it is better to say that it is... unfair.
But where is the fairness in this world?
In the final analysis, there is also unwilling jealousy.
If we humans have such a talent, then we must not have to struggle so hard in this war, right? Stepping on the corpses of companions...
Su'er resented this, but it was a long-established fact that humans did not have their own gods.
"But failure will also accumulate experience and eventually achieve success. These are not meaningless...", Su'er rebuttal became weaker and weaker, and even his own deception was gradually weakened to the point of being inaudible.
"That's not right, is it?", pushing Think away with a strong blow, Lóni suddenly understood why this proud long-eared monkey would bring this monkey with him, because even he himself had such an idea at this moment.
Compared with this smart Elf, this monkey gradually became more interesting.
He wanted to say something, and also wanted to hear the monkey's answer.
"No one wants to see themself fail, right?" Lóni pointed out sharply: "If you can succeed once, then why not do it? Pursuing the experience brought by failure is meaningless."
"Why should we sing praises to failures that should be avoided?"
"Why should we sing praises to suffering?"
Su'er... couldn't answer.