Volume 4 Chapter 3 (1/2)

For this day, I headed to the underground bread factory to meet with Wight and determine how we were going to respond to the next day's investigation by the humans.

I had already figured most of the plan out but I still wanted to hear Wight's opinion.

I had only indirectly heard it through a Dwarf Smith but it seemed like Wight had already recovered from his heartbreak.

According to Rorono, that Dwarf Smith was in a strangely good mood lately. When I asked Rorono for a possible reason why, she grew embarrassed and dodged the question.

”Can it be that Wight has fallen for her?”

I uttered to myself, thinking it was probable.

After all, that Dwarf Smith was not only a capable and devoted subordinate but a brown-skinned, white-haired beautiful girl as well. She had grown up more than Kuina and the others and appeared to be a woman in her late teens too. She was a great candidate for a love interest.

A broken-hearted man consoled by such a girl would easily fall in love with her, I thought.

Appointing her to be Wight's aide was partly an experiment but it might not be so bad to officially make her so.

As I thought of such things, I soon arrived at my destination.

In the bread factory, the Skeletons were busily moving about. However, mixed among the Skeletons were humans, perfectly ordinary humans…… or so I first thought but they were most likely the killed adventurers-turned-apple-thieves brought back via Enhanced Resurrection.

All the tasks—be it kneading the dough, molding it, or baking it—were perfectly divided among the workers in the assembly line. Under Wight's command, productivity was at its highest.

Every single day, hundreds of people visit Avalon and buy bread. Half of all the bread they bought were from us so to meet such a demand, large amounts of bread needed to be baked in this factory.

By the way, the bread baked here was just simple, hard bread. We could make more kinds but I decided to leave that to the humans. For the moment, we and the human-controlled bakeries were able to exist separately since the ones that wanted to eat just to fill their stomachs bought from us while the ones that wanted to eat delicious food bought from them.

”Oh, it's you, my lord. Thank you for gracing us with your presence.”

Wight headed toward me in a quick pace.

He was middle-aged butler with grizzled hair, hard horns, bat-like dragon wings, and a burly tail.

”Wight, you seem in an oddly good mood today.”

”You're just imagining it, my lord.”

So he said but it was obvious that he was indeed in a good mood. It was as though his piss-drunk, brokenhearted self from before was a lie.

”……My lord, there is something I must apologize for.”

”It's unusual of you to make a mistake.”

”It's not a mistake per se. It's about the request I asked of you before, about being the one to officiate in my wedding; there's no more need for you to grant that.”

Wight's face distorted and became apologetic.

He was all bones up until recently so I was unable to read his facial expressions, unlike now that he became a dragonewt.

”And why is that?”

I asked him so. Since he wasn't aware that I overheard them that night, it was then logical for me to have no knowledge of Ske-san's ”Reptilians are physiologically to much” event.

”Sadly, Ske-san broke it off.”

He didn't utter a single word of complaint against me even though I was the one at fault for turning him into a dragonewt via [Rebirth].

”Is that so? That's too bad. Shall I assign Ske-san elsewhere? I imagine working together to be awkward.”

”There's no need for that. Even though we cancelled our engagement, we still get along as friends. There's no particular ill will between us.”

”Okay, if you say so.”

Wight and I both smiled.

Afterwards, I looked at him again. It wasn't because I doubted what he said, it was to confirm once more his abilities.

To look at a high ranking monster's status, one would need to have the appropriate level but if the said monster was their own, it was a different story; one should be able to check that monsters' abilities down to the smallest detail regardless of level.

First, I recalled Wight's original stats.

Race: Wight

B Rank

Name: Unnamed

Level: 56

Physical Strength: D

Endurance: D

Agility: C

Magic: B

Luck: E

Special: B+

Skills:

Commander of Wraiths

Average Undead Creation

Wraith Invigoration

Undead

His stats before he was reborn were not very high. In fact, they were even below average for his race rank. However, that was compensated by his excellent special abilities.