The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 33



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (33)

Weed had the typical old fart mentality of not thinking of himself as an old fart.

‘You want to succeed? Then you have to work hard. Can’t you? Try hard. You still think it’s difficult? I told you that if you try hard, you’ll be able to do it.’

If you don’t have talent, just try hard.

If you have talent, you can get better at it if you work hard.

‘After all, hard work is the answer.’

From actual construction sites to the magical continent, I was accustomed to growth through hard work.

In Royal Road, I experienced the thrill of building up each and every stat while hitting on dummies.

Hard work is an essential part of life that cannot be missed.

Looking back now, all the various hard work I did in Royal Road has become experience and skills.

Effort turns into talent and skill over time.

“Profit!”

“Chwieeeek!”

Weed heard the orcs’ snorts of caution and anger.

‘I can’t see with both eyes, and I don’t have a right arm. But I’m glad I have legs, and at least I can hear well.’

I’ve also tried a lot of ridiculous quests.

Although some parts of his body are missing, he judged that he could overcome the orcs.

‘It’s not as bad as I feared.’

I believe that I can win against an orc with twice the level and physical ability, even if I take several hits from him.

Moreover, the best artificial intelligence was present.

It took less than 0.001 seconds to calculate the path of a probe sent into the solar system, so the movements of the Orks were no problem.

(We are using an acoustic tracking system.)

(Three are positioned in front and on the left and right. One orc is turning back from the right.)

‘Just give me a rough idea of ​​the movements, if there’s anything I’m missing.’

Weed waited in a state of intense concentration.

Move first and wait for the attack as the orcs will be scattered in a complex manner, making it more difficult.

“?!”

“Kill him. ?!”

An attack signal was sent from the leader of the four surviving orcs.

Orcs who have moved to the left, right, and behind attack, and the leader of the orcs also rushes in from the front.

(The attack has begun. The distance is closing. You have 0.4 seconds until they close in.)

Weed swung his sword as he listened to the warning from the artificial intelligence, Versa.

A sword that has been swung thousands, tens of thousands of times.

I imagine the movements and locations of the orcs in my head and draw my sword instinctively.

The motion of swinging the sword with his left arm was familiar, simple, and quick.

A sword that boldly swings into the distance of the invisible glaive.

Crunch!

The orc in front was cut down.

The orc’s glaive cut his thigh quite deeply.

Vitality is reduced by 92.

‘I thought I could avoid it, but the weapon is quite long.’

(It seems to be at least 15cm longer than the glaives of the orcs you fought against in Royal Road.)

Without any armor on.

Although he takes damage, he is not seriously injured thanks to the Dragonbearer trait that increases his health by 100%.

‘I won’t die if I get hit, but it’s better if I don’t get hit.’

I immediately swung my sword in a big circle and struck down the glaive based on my intuition.

The glaive of the orc aiming for the head from behind, and the glaive of the orc on the right aiming for the torso.

The glaive of the left orc passed by, grazing his shoulder.

The orc’s glaive passes over his shoulder blade.

Vitality is reduced by 221.

It looks like he’s been wounded quite deeply, to the point of tearing flesh, but he doesn’t have the luxury of feeling pain during the fight.

‘I’ve got your location. There aren’t many opportunities, so let’s go at once.’

Weed gripped the sword firmly with his left hand.

Simultaneously utilize the rotational power from the leg that is on the ground to the knees, waist, and shoulders.

He used 100% of the power he possessed to slash the surrounding area with his most powerful sword.

Swaaaah!

Three orcs were cut down at once.

“… … .”

Weed turned over the hot blood of the orcs.

I remained still, knowing from the touch of my sword that there were no more orcs left to fight.

“Rosar won!”

“Wow!”

“I thought you were a walking corpse because you couldn’t see.”

“This is incredible!”

The audience in the arena was cheering.

Fight the orcs and win! Complete

All five orcs were defeated.

Fast, intense, and bloody combat.

You have achieved heroic feats in the arena.

The audience saw your fierce battles and they were captivated.

It will remain a story for a long time.

Audience favorability increases by 20.

Strength increased by 4.

Agility increases by 3.

You have earned 2 hero points.

You have obtained the word ‘sword’, which can be used in epics.

The cheers of the audience, which seemed to shake the stadium, did not stop.

“Awesome! I wanted a hot fight.”

“Wow. I thought it was going to be an eyeless corpse.”

“It was a really cool fight!”

“50 times. It exploded 50 times. Hahahahaha.”

Coins jingled all over the stadium as excited spectators threw them.

* * *

“Please follow me this way.”

A frightened girl’s voice is heard.

After the battle, Weed walked to the waiting room guided by the girl.

“I have to return the sword I took.”

As I follow the girl, this time I hear the voice of the person who was managing the equipment a little while ago.

“Well written.”

He was good at using a sword.

If I didn’t have a sword, I would have had to take down the orc with my fists.

It might have been safer if the eyes were not visible, but it wouldn’t have been as bloody and entertaining for the audience.

“It’s been a while since the real thing came into the arena. Next time we fight, I’ll prepare much better weapons.”

While playing Royal Road, Weed put a lot of effort into building intimacy with the residents.

It wouldn’t hurt to become friendly with the equipment manager at the arena.

“Thank you. I look forward to working with you.”

Guided by a young girl with a brief greeting, I sat down in my original seat.

Keep your ears open and listen to what’s going on around you.

“I earned 82 crocs in the last battle.”

“If you earn just 520 crore, you will be free.”

“Haha, there’s not much freedom left.”

“Freedom? I’ll just stay here. I can make money and have all the pleasures of the world.”

“That’s true!”

Those competing in the arena were drinking and chatting loudly.

After a while, the girl who had guided me came and handed me a coin.

“I brought your share, inspector.”

I got 10 crocs.

Croc is free to use in the arena.

You can also pay your ransom to leave the arena.

The ransom is 2,000 crores.

I don’t know the exact exchange rate, but the ransom felt extremely expensive.

She was the girl who guided the blind Weed to the arena with trembling hands, but now… … .

‘You’re not going to steal my money in the middle, are you?’

While I was doubting things, a girl sat down next to me.

Gulp.

A hunger sound came from the girl’s stomach.

Since I couldn’t see, my hearing became much more sensitive, so I couldn’t help but listen.

“What about food?”

“They don’t give food to slaves like me.”

“Then how should we live?”

“that…….”

There was a time when the girl could not bring herself to explain.

(There are gladiators belonging to the arena.)

(There are official gladiators who are free men, and there are also slave gladiators who were sold from somewhere.)

(There are a lot of wars going on these days, so many slaves from other kingdoms are captured.)

(Slaves sent to the arena serve the gladiators and survive on the tips they give.)

‘A tip?’

The thing Weed hated the most was tipping culture.

A tipping culture where a tip is given as a thank you for the service.

(To serve means to take care of everything for the gladiator, including his sleeping place.)

‘She’s a little girl… … .’

(This is Roanoke, and these services weren’t originally available.)

(But with the Roanoke incident, restrictions on all crimes were lifted.)

There are no limits to any crime, from killing someone to killing a person.

Gulp.

Weed said to the hungry girl.

“How much does it cost to buy food?”

If you ask for a lot, I was thinking of ignoring you.

“Half a crock. But, sir, you don’t have to tip. I can hold out for two more days.”

“If you starve for two days… … Did you eat yesterday?”

“I didn’t eat anything yesterday, but I can endure it. It’s money that the inspector risked his life to earn.”

I didn’t want to give money.

Weed recalled his own childhood as he heard the girl’s voice.

I have never been so sad when I was hungry during my poor days.

How I wanted to eat it every time I passed by a noodle shop while delivering newspapers and milk at dawn.

That is why, since inheriting Dr. Yoo Byung-Jun’s legacy, I have been working to ensure that no child around the world goes hungry.

“I’ll give you one croc, so exchange it for something to eat.”

“but…….”

“It might sound a little strange, but I’m thinking of my daughter. Hurry up and eat first.”

* * *

An endless expanse of cornfields and barley fields.

Retired mercenary Pankri came in thanks to the summoning ticket.

He had to complete five summonings before he could return to his original world of Roanoke.

“Hmm, that was a pretty useful test.”

Pankrie stroked his chin.

He tried to teach his swordsmanship, but the challenger.

“Is this swordsmanship?”

The challenger’s swordsmanship was so excellent that I could only admire it.

“Ugh.”

Pankrie suffered broken ribs and a cracked ankle.

I sit on the ground carefully, enduring the pain, and have bandages wrapped around my body.

After a while.

“The challenger is good at using a sword. I didn’t show off my skills to the fullest though.”

Ben-Hur, the knight of the kingdom of Livante, has arrived.

The noble man had a calm expression on his face even though he was defeated.

I stood there pretending I wasn’t sick, but my legs were shaking like an aspen tree.

‘You were more right than me.’

‘It hurts, it hurts so much.’

I didn’t get cut by a sword, I just got beaten.

Pancri and Ben-Hur are awkwardly staying with each other.

“There is a charm to the purity of the sword.”

This time, the great knight Bahart, the pride of the Kingdom of Livante, has also arrived.

He was laughing in pain, his arms, ribs, and shoulders shattered.

A mercenary with a brilliant career and two knights.

Originally from Roanoke, they were brave and skilled fighters who used powerful skills that could destroy a radius of several tens of meters.

But for the sake of saving face, we were pretending that we weren’t hurting each other too badly.

“Ugh.”

The one who arrived with a groan was the hero of the Kingdom of Albrecht.

Axium, who fought in the land of demons.

He fell to the ground, crumpled and battered, his armor broken.

I was so hit that I couldn’t even get up, and my arms and legs were flailing.

“Isn’t the pattern on the armor yours?”

“Even that person?”

Not only were they knocked out by the challengers, but it took a very short time for them all to be defeated.

The instructors looked at each other awkwardly.

‘How strong is the challenger’s swordsmanship?’

‘Us this fast?’

After facing him directly, I couldn’t understand the challenger’s swordsmanship even more.

I just think that maybe the sword has reached a level that cannot be expressed beyond its technique.

Of course, even so, it was a purely fought battle in a situation where most of the levels and skills were sealed.

“I will have to repay this shame in battle. I hope the challenger has a chance to summon me.”

When the instructors treated their injuries well and thought that they would do their best when summoned.

-Gulp.

A foaming crab appeared upside down.

It was a creature that guarded the Temple of Swords.