The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 43



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (43)

There are many jobs in Roanoke.

The sculptor community was run strictly on a sectarian basis.

This is a tradition that has continued since the early days of Roanoke.

“Looking for a hunting party.”

“By any chance, what is your occupation… … .”

“I am a sculptor.”

“… … .”

If you join a hunting party to earn money to buy carving materials, you will receive some not-so-nice looks from those who look at you.

It’s common to see reactions like you’ve already saved other party members or are seen as shameless experience thieves.

The most difficult part was when we were both sculptors.

‘What can we do together?’

‘I’m a nuisance too, and you too?’

Two versatile warriors are a solid force.

If you have two archers with high attack power, your hunting speed will increase.

Having two priests makes party hunting more stable.

‘There are two sculptors in our party.’

‘There really is no answer?’

Even the sculptors could not help but feel skeptical about their own profession.

Of course, it can be said that combat is not what makes the sculptor’s specialty shine, but it was just as sad in his main job.

Beware of Count Einhel. I made a masterpiece sculpture, but he took it away after only receiving the labor cost. ㅠㅠ

Never make marble sculptures. They are not worth the money.

I went bankrupt because the work I was making broke in the middle. Hehe… … .

Art isn’t feeding me. I’m changing careers. Everyone, please leave soon.

Sculptor’s Guild.

Most of the community features that were activated by sticking paper on the wall were filled with writings like this.

Mistra has also finally given up on being a sculptor and is leaving.

I knew it would turn out like this when you started working hard.

You go first. I’m also just making this piece and going.

I hope you leave happily.

There would be some positive news once or twice a month.

Lime has been commissioned to create a royal sculpture.

Wow… … . Congratulations, sincerely!

You worked hard and finally did it.

Wow. Is there finally a future for sculptors?

I hope Lime succeeds and opens the way for us. ^^

Although there were posts wishing him success as a sculptor, the true intentions of those leaving comments were the complete opposite.

‘I’m ruined, and you’re doing well?’

‘We should all perish equally… … .’

‘Who didn’t try? I tried to the death, too. But why, why only you?’

Things that happen in a space filled with jealousy and envy.

Sad news. Lime has failed in his royal statue commission. He was beheaded by order of the King.

Wow, that’s too bad. You must have had high expectations.

Despite all your efforts, you blew all your fame and money.

You went all out in the beginning, but it seems like you pushed yourself too hard.

Reactions that pretend to be comforting, but are full of malice.

Every time something like this happened, the number of sculptors would drop dramatically.

Even if you work hard, it’s still a messy ending.

There is no future for the sculptor.

The one who quits early has the advantage.

There was an atmosphere where sculptors were unable to promote themselves as sculptors and were unable to work.

Still, the remaining carvers in Roanoke persisted.

Someday the sculptor’s spring will come.

It’s a job where you eat dreams instead of bread and take on challenges. Why are you hungry? You’re eating dreams!

Art is born in poverty.

Even if you create a masterpiece sculpture, it will be stolen for a low price by nobles or large guilds who come looking for it after hearing about it.

Nevertheless, the sculptors find strength again and create their works.

Their driving force was Weed.

Even in Royal Road, sculptors were a neglected profession. Until Weed unified the continent!

Why is a sculptor so bad? He lacks combat power, his skills grow slowly, and his achievements are stolen… … But my work remains in Roanoke.

Sculptures. I want to see the sculptures I created active on this land.

Word spread that Weed had arrived in Roanoke to those who had devoted their lives to sculpting.

Most people dismissed it as a rumor, but to the sculptors it was a salvation.

It’s finally here.

Ahh… … . Light.

He came to save us.

* * *

Frozen ground.

Weed arrived on the pure white continent.

The sixth test of Hell difficulty, ‘Twisted Crack’, is underway.

Since the invasion of the demon race, the dimensional rift has been growing larger.

Exploring the world of the Crack is an achievement no one has ever accomplished.

You must successfully explore 3 or more rifts without dying.

caution!

The distorted crack is an unstable space. It is not known what danger it poses.

We recommend using Hero Points and Legend Points to adapt to extreme environments.

Reward: Adventure Points

Mountains covered in ice and land covered in white snow.

A cold wind blew that froze everything.

“hmm…….”

Weed had both eyes and his right arm regrown.

The world became visible again, and I could swing my arms.

‘It’s quite cold.’

Weed’s thoughts on his childhood spent in a drafty house without an electric blanket.

The cold wind was blowing relentlessly, scratching my skin.

It felt like a stabbing pain.

(The temperature felt on your skin is -59 degrees Celsius. If you don’t find a way to keep your body temperature within 30 minutes, you will get frostbite.)

I didn’t have any thick winter clothing when I started on Hell difficulty.

‘I guess I’ll have to start by making clothes to wear.’

Weed took the leather out of his backpack.

He had been collecting a lot of animal skins, including the orc hides he had hunted so far.

I quickly cut, glue, and sew leather, recalling my memories of working hard with the tailoring skill, to complete a thick winter coat.

Rather than the typical clothing divided into top and bottom, it is a type of cold-weather clothing that is worn entirely inside out.

The stitching was done on the inside and the leather was double-layered to prevent wind from entering.

They also made new leather shoes, with metal treads on the soles to make walking on snow and ice easier.

(The cold weather protection measures are very inadequate. They will not be able to properly block the cold.)

‘i think so too.’

An exploration that takes place in a frozen land.

I remembered the first time I went to the Northern Continent in Royal Road.

The innocent days when I was trying so hard to avoid catching a cold with the papal candidate Alberon in cold Morata.

If it were now, I would have stolen Alveron’s priestly robes and put them on.

(It might be better to use hero points or legend points to explore the distorted rift.)

There was a limit to how much cold leather clothing and shoes could protect against.

It is said that the Legend Library and Legend Equipment Shop sell equipment that is much more resistant to cold.

Weed thought that purchasing such equipment was a luxury.

‘The winter gear you buy in the frozen land is useless afterwards.’

Legend and hero points should be saved as much as possible.

‘You’ll also need some supplies for moving.’

Although Weed lived as a rich man with astronomical wealth, fortunately, he still had the temperament of a slacker.

First, I dug up the ice on the ground with a chisel.

They carved chunks of ice as hard as rocks into wide planks.

He broke an old sword into pieces and placed it on the floor.

‘I guess this is a poor man’s ice sled.’

(It seems to be 10 times more efficient than walking through a world covered in snow and ice, but the cold you have to endure while moving will be worse.)

‘I have to hold on as long as I can.’

Weed slid down the ice at a frightening speed on his ice sled.

Each time I struck the ground with my two swords, my speed increased.

* * *

As Weed went through the 5th level of Hell difficulty, his involvement in the history of the Delphiria Empire was limited to the Benhasmer Duchy region.

Achieve the achievement of 100-person battle in the arena.

Although I hunted monsters while moving to the Duke’s territory, the changes became meaningless as the wheel of time rolled on.

The part where Weed was most involved completely changed the fate of a girl.

“The life he saved. I will live like him.”

In her original history, Brittina was a concubine of a nobleman, who became embroiled in the palace’s intrigue and played a role in the downfall of the Delphiria Empire.

Even after breaking up with Weed, she never let go of the sword.

He lived alone as a mercenary, wandering around the empire, killing monsters.

“The sword he wielded was truly beautiful.”

Brittina swung her sword every day, remembering the swordsmanship that Weed had shown her.

A sword that is fast, strong, and pursues perfection.

She had an excellent memory and a talent for swordsmanship.

It did not originally exist, but was created while Weed was clearing the Hell difficulty level.

The god of battle, Rakkis, takes an interest in you.

Brittina left the Delphiria Empire and wandered the continent, practicing swordsmanship.

After going through several great realizations and battles, I even survived a near-death experience.

As a member of the Northern Battle Group, I successfully hunted giant monsters.

She returned to the empire when she had grown amazingly strong and was called a master swordsman.

“I don’t know why, but I have to get revenge on him.”

Brittany went to the Duchy of Benhasmer.

The position of Duke Benhasmer, whom Weed had defeated, was inherited by his son, and he was still boasting of his power.

“asleep.”

As time passed and Brittany returned, she was strong.

Kill the people of the Benhasmer Duke family.

After the fall of the dukedom, he was pursued fiercely by several nobles, but he eliminated them all without exception.

Brittina became a great master of swordsmanship by seeing the tip of the sword.

“I wonder if I could become a little like him.”

I still felt that it was lacking compared to the swordsmanship that Weed had shown with one arm.

The spirit of not backing down when fighting any enemy.

The courage to rush in even when you can’t see anything.

She couldn’t forget the warmth in the waiting room of the arena where she could lean against it and fall asleep.

“I miss him.”

Brittina, who was once a young girl, had been wandering the continent for ten years. Her face had become more beautiful, but her body was covered in scars.

“I guess I can protect you now… … .”

Brittany remembered what Weed had said before he left.

That he did not die and disappear, but went into the future 425 years later.

‘He’s not gone forever. You just have to wait 425 years to see him again.’

There was hope.

If you live long enough, you will meet Weed. There is no more important purpose in life for her.

Her swordsmanship reached the realm of heaven, and she went to the Elven Forest.

“Give me the fruit of the World Tree and let me live for 420 years.”

“that…….”

Eating the fruit of the World Tree will extend your life by 10 years.

Elves are a race that looks down on and ignores the weak, but loves peace when dealing with the strong.

The elves, being children of the World Tree, naturally rejected the offer.

“It’s difficult. The fruit of the World Tree is for the elves.”

“You really can’t?”

“That’s a request. It’s absolutely not possible.”

“Even if all the elves die?”

“that is…….”

“If I really can’t stand dying, I’ll kill all the little elves too.”

“… … .”

Brittany has lived a rough and tough life.

In this world, the only one who could warmly embrace her was Weed.

A man who asked for nothing in return and stood up with a sword in one hand for the young girl.

She, with all her heart, thought it was a rational decision.

If we kill all the opposing elves, wouldn’t those who refuse disappear?

The elves were in agony, but ultimately chose to surrender.

“I will give you the fruit of the world tree.”

“Okay. I’ll be living here from now on, so please teach me archery.”

“yes?”

“I want to learn archery, but I can’t do it no matter what?”

“… … .”