The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 76



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (76)

There were many prisoners in the Caliphate prison.

Weed opened the cell door, went in, and listened to the prisoners’ stories.

“I had no dreams. Then I saw the wife of the count Melson and fell in love with her voluptuous body. On a day when the rain was pouring down, I jumped lightly through the window and went in. She screamed, but I could feel that she was happy for me… … . Crack!”

Experience points have increased.

Weed didn’t need to hear the whole thing, so he just cut off the neck and opened the door to the next cell.

There was an old man there, his eyes rolling busily.

“Have you come to save me? I haven’t told anyone, but I know where the treasure is buried. It’s a treasure so great that you could buy a kingdom. If you help me get out of here, I’ll give you 90% of the treasure.”

“What kind of treasure is it?”

“A shining diamond! There is a diamond of enormous size.”

“You probably don’t know because you’ve been locked up for so long, but diamond prices have dropped a lot these days.”

“A magic stone! Then how about a huge magic stone?”

Weed swung his sword without hesitation at the prisoner who was talking about making a fortune overnight.

Experience points have increased.

Most prisoners are liars.

Some prisoners spoke to Weed as he opened the door and came in.

“It’s not my taste, but I’ve been starving for a long time.”

“… … ?”

“Come here and grab the wall. I’ll send you to heaven.”

Thud thud thud thud thud!

Experience points have increased.

There was no hesitation in disposing of the prisoners.

I could have left it alive, but I couldn’t leave it alone because it was experience.

You have acquired a letter from your runaway wife.

You’ve acquired some beef jerky that you can eat sparingly.

Most of the loot dropped by prisoners was of little value.

Because it’s a prison, the prisoners can’t have good items.

‘I thought there were only heinous criminals, but there are surprisingly many petty criminals.’

(This could potentially be a race against time.)

You must complete appropriate quests and escape the prison.

There wasn’t much time, considering that the guards I killed would be discovered as soon as the Hell difficulty started.

Weed opened the door to the next cell and went in.

“Hey, this old man is resting… … . Crack!”

Level up.

Those who seemed weak or worthless were immediately beheaded.

Because I had no intention of doing quests with lower difficulty levels in the first place.

In the next cell were skinny humans with distorted faces.

“What a delicious looking guy.”

“The flesh will be very tender.”

“That kind of thing is a delicacy even if you eat it raw.”

Three prisoners talking about wanting to catch and eat Weed.

His hair and beard had grown long, and his face was pale, as if he had not seen sunlight for a long time.

(They appear to be long-term incarcerated felons.)

‘I guess so. Thanks to that, I can get information about the prison.’

Three skinny, vicious criminals stood up, revealing yellow, chipped teeth.

“Come here, little one. I’ll lick your eyes.”

“Your delicious tongue and eyes are mine.”

“You must be prepared to be eaten by us.”

Serious criminals who are salivating and licking their lips.

Tiring!

I met human meat hunters.

There are people in Roanoke who eat things they shouldn’t eat, and enjoy them.

The dream of human meat hunters is to eat everyone from the nobles to the children.

If they achieve their dreams, they will gain the traits of ‘Soul Seeping Terror’ and ‘Cannibalism’.

Notoriety is at its maximum.

If you want to become a human meat hunter, you have to tell them.

“I also really like eating humans.”

Difficulty: B

Rewards: Various skills, increased vitality

A long pop-up message window.

Weed quietly took out his club.

Orc’s blunt club

Material wood

Attack power 3~5

Durability 2/10

Weight 32

It is a club made of hard wood.

A rogue orc created it for hunting.

A club obtained in the first stage of Hell.

The wood is so strong that surprisingly it hasn’t broken yet.

“The prison is big and there are a lot of guys waiting, so we need to shorten the time a bit.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean let’s keep it short.”

Weed was in a state where his strength far exceeded what would be expected at level 8 of the Inferno difficulty.

Although my level is low, I have achieved achievements by making sculptures and swords, and all the stats I have gained from achievements have been put into strength.

Due to the physical characteristics of the Rhodoans, their strength overflowed.

“Kill him!”

“Eat it.”

One person dives to the ground to attack the bridge, while the other two scatter to the left and right.

It was a near-perfect joint attack with two people rushing in from the front.

Weed swung his club sharply and struck the head of the criminal who was rushing at him from the ground.

Crunch!

A horrible sound arose in my head that I thought should never come out.

He delivered a blow that seemed to shatter his head.

The life of human meat hunter Trevechi is in danger.

Stuns for 30 seconds.

And Weed got a rough idea of ​​the vitality and toughness of human meat hunters.

He took a step forward and swung his club at the prisoners rushing at him from both sides.

A shot to the side and knees in turn.

A fatal blow!

I broke the ribs of the gourd that was eating its intestines deliciously.

A fatal blow!

Tongue Gourmet Gagash’s knee joint was shattered.

“Ugh!”

“It hurts. It hurts so much!”

Three people were rendered incapacitated.

Trevechi, in particular, whose head was broken, was between life and death.

(Master, how did you make such an accurate attack while considering the opponent’s vitality and defense?)

The damage inflicted was so elaborate that even the artificial intelligence Versa was surprised.

It was a long time since I had used a club and was attacking enemies I had never seen before.

However, only 1 or 2% of the opponent’s life force was left so that he would not die immediately.

‘I don’t know.’

(yes?)

‘I just hit him roughly. If he’s dead, there’s nothing I can do.’

(…….)

Weed swung his sword roughly, but he didn’t care if he died.

Because I personally believed that criminals have no human rights.

‘We might be able to get some help from them about the internal structure of the prison.’

(They are likely to not cooperate as they are serious criminals.)

‘Just give me some medicine.’

(Are you talking about the medicine for wounds?)

‘No, it’s the hawk that’s the medicine.’

* * *

Weed is a human meat hunter.

He came out into the hallway with three skinny, vicious criminals who loved cannibalism.

“I never thought I’d be out of my cell and wandering around like this… … Do you know how long we’ve been locked up?”

“… … .”

“It was hard to come out of that small room even twice a year.”

A shameless complaint from a heinous criminal.

Weed struck Gagash in the side with his club.

Crunch!

I could hear a few bones breaking, but that was the original intention when I hit him.

“Be quiet. Where are the more serious criminals than you?”

“That… … side.”

Weed used the vicious criminals as navigation to search the Caliphate Prison.

On the way to the holding cells for serious criminals, there were various facilities such as torture chambers, execution chambers, and workshops where prisoners were used to manufacture goods.

“What do you make in the studio?”

“We manufacture Matan.”

Trevetsch answered with his head bowed.

Her young eyes were hidden by her hair.

“Mattan?”

“You put it in a magic cannon and shoot it.”

In Roanoke, magical cannons were used in siege warfare and inter-kingdom warfare.

(Magic cannons are currently powerful and good weapons. Many kingdoms have them because of their high price and invest heavily in military power.)

(However, it is not suitable for subduing monsters or fighting flying demons.)

(Considering the current growth rate of users, I think it will not be that useful after 2 or 3 months.)

We searched the prison while listening to the artificial intelligence’s explanation and found various serious criminals.

I met a middle-aged man who liked younger men.

Would you choose to be a middle-aged person?

If you choose a middle-aged woman who likes younger men, you will get the traits ‘Secret Charm’ and ‘Sadistic to the Weak’.

Gain a noble background.

If you hide your identity and operate, you won’t become notorious.

Torture skills become advanced.

I am +20 years old.

If you want to be a middle-aged man who likes younger guys, you have to tell him.

“I also really like young guys.”

Difficulty: F

Reward: +100% charm to young men

“after.”

Weed let out a faint sigh and swung his club.

Plop!

Level up.

“He’s dead. Next.”

Solved by brutal violence.

“Let me out of here. I will kill all the Graconians!”

There were still prisoners who expressed their anger.

“It’s unfair! I’ve never even dreamed of rebelling against Your Majesty, and yet I’ve been imprisoned here for five years.”

Also imprisoned were nobles and knights suspected of having attempted a rebellion.

“Heh heh, little one. Won’t you open these bars? The old man will help you escape from this prison.”

Those with sparkling snake eyes.

Even those who, for some reason, have their heads bowed and show no interest in the hallway.

The Caliphate Prison was a place where various prisoners were gathered.

A priest who likes to kill

The Honest Arsonist

A gang of thieves who sell people

Leader of the rebels

Notorious wanted man

When we talked about it, most of the quests were bad.

Quests that can only be completed by committing truly heinous crimes.

Not only did it have a negative impact on Roanoke, it also brought it a lot of notoriety.

The younger brother who is jealous of the king

A nobleman unjustly imprisoned

A mercenary group that has received a commission fee

The Knights Who Lost Their Dreams

Even the commissions that weren’t the worst didn’t offer much of a reward when the goal was achieved.

And finally I found it.

A gloomy old man wearing black robes.

My grandfather, who somehow seemed to lack social skills and spend his entire life alone without friends or family…

‘Is this what Barkan felt like before he became a lich?’

(I agree with your opinion, Master.)

The musty smell of a rotting corpse permeated the air.

As I summoned the undead, I was very familiar with the smell of corpses.

‘It smells.’

(You mean the real smell?)

Weed approached his grandfather and spoke to him cautiously.

“Hello. You seem like you don’t belong here.”

Grandfather raised his head.

With a skinny face and sharp eyes, he has the visual to make anyone who dreams of dieting eat noodles.

“You are the one who knows… the abyss.”

I have seen the abyss.

Weed was learning the Abyss Mirror skill.

Also, information about the Land of the Dead was obtained from the distorted crack.

A place where corpses rot and decay to form swamps, lakes, rivers, and seas.

“I, Venus, have something I want to bring back from the dead.”

“… … .”

“I want to overcome death and become the master of the dead.”

“… … .”

“I see talent in you. Won’t you join me?”

Weed recalled old memories as he listened to his grandfather’s words.

It tasted as familiar as the Jajangmyeon I ate as a child.