It was true that hard work cultivat

It was true that hard work cultivated art!
Since Weed learned the Sculptural Memories skill, he could not earn more money.
He had learned the sewing methods for a large number of different types of equipment for his Sewing skill.
Weed had a twisted smile.
“Ah..to think that in this world that you can achieve things without having to give up on life.”
You could not go wrong living a life of hard work!
The Seal of the Emperor was a very old historical item so there were still things unknown about it. Even so, he still managed to get a way to earn a wide variety of income.
That much was going to be obvious!
“Kuheuheuheu!”
A crazed laugh came from Weed’s mouth.
Even more than the laugh when he found a sword or armor from hunting!
“If it’s this much then it’s going to be much better than the Demon Sword or the Ancient Shield.”
That is what came out when he finished his calculations.
For such a treasure to come to a sculptor was like a lifeline to increase the art stat.
However, somewhere along the line, the Ahreupen Kingdom collapsed.
He needed to restore the rest of the sculpture if he wanted to read the remaining memories.
Weed’s Sculpture Repair skill was significantly low since he hardly repaired sculptures!
“I need to break a few sculptures and repair them.”
He needed to raise his skill to finish the S rank quest but he expected a good reward.
“Well, I better go.”
The old mercenary that was with Weed finally left. In the River of Wailing, he drunk a lot of expensive alcohol. He would even sing while he drank. It was hard taking care of him and now he was finally gone. He had gotten the Imperial Seal from the mercenary. Now the mercenary was going back.
Weed’s eyes became sharp.
‘It was tough to obtain.’
Of course it was going to be difficult to contact the mercenary now. He could just check up on him some other time of course. Weed grasped both of the old mercenary’s hands.
“It was an honor. So it’s goodbye until we meet again? Try not to eat or drink too much. Here’s some snacks you can eat.”
He was pretending like it was a regretful parting that was both tender and heartwarming.
“I’m sorry to burden you, be sure to take care of yourself now old man.”
“Not at all, it was a good experience.”
“I better hurry back to the kingdom.”
“Send me a letter sometime. There’s still a lot of things about my life as a mercenary I haven’t told you about.”
The story of the mercenary’s life was surprisingly accurate. It was a realistic look at the history of the Continent of Versailles and a lot of it was connected to Weed’s quest.
“Huhuhu.”
The mercenary was comfortable so he chuckled.
It was a little bit of intimacy he got from talking with the old mercenary.
They got to know each other to some extent.
“Come by my place sometime, you’ll always be welcome. I’m going now.”
“Next time, I’ll let you meet my nephew.”
Weed looked around after the mercenary left.
Around the River of Wailing were the tribes that fought against the Embinyu Denomination.
Turn in the quest!
He collected his rewards so he could return to Morata.
Weed had the reputation as the best sculptor in the entire Continent of Versailles.
So he understood wanting to hide the sculptures he had made in the past.
“Wyvern. I’m disappointed that I didn’t make them correctly.”
He hurriedly made them to get them in time for the fight against the Undying Legion. He had undoubtedly brought them to life one after another.
“Still, I sculpted them myself…”
There was a lot to be desire of the Wyverns from Weed.
They were the first sculptures that Weed had given life to.
They had a sharp angular face so they had a lot of wind resistance.
Nevertheless, they were had a strong pride and they would follow his commands but they were arrogant.
“Hey, what do you think?”
“Where is the master?”
“Gone. We’re completely free!”
The Wyverns would seem like they’re betraying Weed, so he needed to teach them. Since he gave them life first, they had a duty as the eldest. There was a time to play and eat to get fat, but in the north they were now hunting and growing faithfully. Weed summoned them at the mountain to go back to Morata. The six wyverns lined up side by side and they looked like they just had a bath since they were glistening.
“Hey…how are you?”
Weed said in an apologetic tone.
He usually mobilized them for war so he didn’t think about them that much.
“Master we have been well.”
“Happy.”
“Unfortunately we could not see the master as often as we would want.”
Gyarurururuek.
He went ahead and rubbed Wah-1s face.
While he was doing so he could hear in on the Wyvern’s secret conversation.
“Why’s he being so nice to us?”
“There’s got to be a catch…”
“Be careful.”
Weed continue to stroke Wah-1’s face.
“Guys. It’s good to see you guys after so long.”
Weed was speaking gently now.
“I wanted to see your faces for such a long time.
“…”
The Wyverns remained silent.
Weed allowed them to spread their wings and enjoy flying around in the sky in his presence. Then Weed followed up with.
“You guys seem a little weak. I got some good food while I was hunting that you guys can try.”
The King Hydra and the Imugi meat that he was saving!
He split it up between the Wyverns the Geumini.
“I love you master.”
“Thank you.”
Wagu wagu.
The Wyverns ravenously tore through the meat with their mouths.
Geumini gracefully took out a small knife to slice it up and eat it.
After eating such delicious food, there was not part of the Wyverns that wasn’t satisfied. It was like a child that was proud of its parents.
“A few days ago we took down a bear centaur.”
“Bear centaur?”
“It was far away from Morata. We ate them. I wanted master to have a taste too.”
That meant that they were a humanoid species.
Even with expeditions, there was a large part of the north that was not detail and only known roughly.
There were many such places.
There were stories about these places too.
“How strong are you now?”
“Level 376.”
The Wyverns were over level 370.
When Weed gave life to them, they were only level 300 since they were only fine pieces.
It was Geumini’s turn after his meal.
“Master!”
Geumini was more difficult for Weed.
That was because he felt it was a waste to make him out of gold.
“I would like to thank you for the delicious meal.”
He was hungry and Weed was being nice today.
Geumini was very shy but he had excellent combat skills.
He could run fast and wield swords in both hands.
Weak monsters would be slain instantly and he worked well on top of the wyverns with his bow shooting arrows with archery.
A sculptural masterpiece!
He was made with a 20% bonus to his level so he was an elite at level 420.
It was the first superior statue that the had given life to.
Rover and Phoenix that he had made from rock were barely level 400.
“Master, I have passed my goal of level 446.”
“That’s good, you put in a lot of effort.”
While the Wyverns were out playing, Geumini went in dungeons alone and hunted. He did not take breaks so that he could help Weed how had given him life.
“I went to hunt the monsters in the mine when you were gone.”
The abandoned mines nearby Morata!
Since Weed did not develop the mines, they became monster lairs. Geumini hunted the monsters and then mined for minerals with a pickaxe.
Since he had ownership of the minerals, it went into the storage. Weed could use it to build buildings or as minerals to make items.
“I learned a new skill. Golgolgol.”
“Ohhh.”
Weed thought it was worth raising one of his own to be like this.
To think that Geumini would be this praiseworthy?
‘It’s too bad since all a sculptor would need is a hundred guys like Geumini.’
Mining skills were very useful to the economy.
Mineral discovery and pickaxe skills were useful skills.
“What is the skill?”
“Master do not be surprise, it is magic.”
“Magic!”
Geumini had high intellect.
Since he was made using blacksmith skills there were the properties of fire, water, and metal.
The other things weren’t bad but he was thrilled that he was able to learn magic.
“Well done Geumini, but let me check what kind of magic that you got. Geumini skill window!”
Weed was able to access the skill windows of the sculptures he made.
Beginner Level 9 Sword Mastery (26%): Sword wielding skills. The higher the level, the stronger the power.Intermediate Level 7 Archery (88%): Has long range and increases the accuracy of arrows. You can reload quickly.
Intermediate Level 4 Fire Control Mastery (16%): Can create fire. The power is unlimited but too much heat will dissolve the body.
Level 3 Fluid Conversion (15%) – Can use heat to liquefy the body. Useful for repairing the body. However, some parts of the body may be lost permanently.
Geumini had ingenious skill with archery and sword-fighting. As he expected, magic skills had appeared!
Beginner Level 6 Jewelry Destruction Magic (69%): Can draw out the magic potential power of jewelry. The magic power depends on the caster’s ability and the value of the jewel. Magic consume a certain amount of jewelry every time.
Jewelry magic power.
It was a more comprehensive power than magic since it’s casting speed was extremely fast.
There was the decisive disadvantage of consuming jewelry.
Geumini was level 446 and he had high physical stats like strength and agility as well as wisdom and intellect. He had high potential as a wizard. He had developed an ability to use magic using his own body’s characteristics.
It was a very luxurious skill that defined him!
It was a skill that was suitable for Geumini, who was worth 17 thousand gold.
“Do not use it.”
“What? Golgolgol.”
“You can use this skill or Fluid Conversion in the future. But if you do I’ll melt you down into gold.”
If he was melted down he could not use any skills. That meant the only thing he was good for was to be sold.
“Master.”
Geumini couldn’t help but lament.
Geumini had the appearance of a bright and handsome young man, whi