
For several days Weed hunted while waiting for Dain's arrival. But the longer he waited the more agitated his heart became, for the girl did not show him the trunk of her nose. Even after 3 months passed in the game and 3 weeks in the real world.
Weed concluded that if Dain had gone through a life-threatening operation, he would have spent months recovering.
Weed often vented his grief by exterminating monsters endlessly. But his sadness was not also treated despite being busy whatever he was. When staring at the area around him he always remembered the unique thing that Dain always did.
'I knew he would come back, even if it took a year or two. He promised me.' Weed won himself. With that girl's mind in mind, Weed began sculpting artworks about himself, which filled the dungeon. Wherever he passed by, there would be memories of Dain inside. His tracks had made waves of great legends in the future.
Weed focused on sculpting as he continued to drive away his sadness, "Even if he was not given the chance to return, I would carve out our precious memories here. As a hint if in this cruel world there was at least someone who remembered it." Weed wiped away a drop of tears that were without permission to flow.
He poured out all his body and soul while sculpting the figure of Dain. The sincerity of his heart will touch the heart of anyone who sees his sculpture.
Every time we saw the boulder, Weed couldn't bear to not sculpt the good times he spent with Dain. Especially when stealing see her adorable face. The Sclupting Knife in her hand danced beautifully carving two human figures on the stone wall.
Weed moved the sculpture to the place they had visited, the sculpture was in accordance with the moment. He made a statue of the two of them resting to eat. Sometimes he just carved a picture on the wall.
There was also a time when the monsters were interfering with his activities, but Weed immediately slashed at them as if he had no heart. After all his strength had improved greatly and he had recognized their weakness. So it was very easy for him to defeat them. Sometimes the monster was afraid to see the aura of killing him who was voting, as if he was interrupting his nap time.
Weed's last work was in Cave of Dead Warriors. It was their first meeting place. Dungeons filled with soft flowing underground rivers.
Da'in's sleeping face looked peaceful and soothing. Next to him was Weed who was surprised to find him. A statue where they stand and share their first memories.
You have completed the Nameless Statue in Lavias!
Mysterious statues have appeared in Lavias!
These statues are precious memories that will become a sanctuary and guide in these dangerous dungeons.
These mysterious statues were made by an unknown sculptor.
Artistic Value: 300
Fame :+20
Art : +20
Perseverance : +20
Vitality : +19
Special Effects: The calming aura around these statues will add HP and whichever is as much as 25% for the player who finds them. Increase agility by 10%. And the attacking power of monsters will be reduced by 5%.
The effect cannot be stacked with other sculptural effects.
Number of Fine Pieces created: 2
Level Up: Sculpting Skill Intermediate level: 2.0%
Your sculpture will become more detailed and smooth.
"Huhuhuhuhuh." Weed laughed satisfiedly, he was sitting leisurely on a hill while staring at the City of Heaven. Her robes danced in the wind.
The hunt this time had increased his level drastically to reach level 175.
While resting, he diligently checked the drop of the item he had obtained from the hunt in Lavias with Dain.
The Grey Cape of the Dead!
Endurance: 20/20
Defense 12
The ragged robe of the skeleton warrior. Still provides some protection despite its poor condition.
Terms :
• 150 Levels
• 150 Strengths
Effect: Increase speed when walking long distances.
Weed separated it to the left.
Graham's Steel Belt!
Endurance: 25/25
Defense 7
Has 10 slots for small items such as daggers, potions, herb, etc.
Terms :
• 110 Levels
• the 200th Strangest
Effect: Potions and herb are automatically replenished from inventory.
Weed quickly moved on to the next item.
Graham's Leather Armor
Endurance: 30/30
Defense 25
Hard and sturdy light armor. The item impregnated by the soul of Skeleton Knight Graham.
Terms :
• 130 Levels
• 300 Strengths
Effect: Chance to avoid long-range attack or magic increased 20%, Strengtht +20, Agility +5.
As a result of fighting the undead, Weed got shoes, gloves, and a ring. For every 30 Skeleton Knights killed, he obtained the Farrot's Ring, which increased mana regeneration by 10%.
Because Royal Road did not prohibit a player to wear a ring on 8 fingers, and even allowed to wear several rings on the same finger, as long as it did not have the opposite attributes. Weed confidently put a ring on each finger.
The rings now increased his mana recovery by 80%, showing how many Skeleton Knights he had killed.
Weed sometimes deliberately camped in the places where monsters appeared. Then mercilessly slaughter monsters that give big rewards, exp or drop items.
Now the most powerful Skeleton in Memphis Hall was no longer a match for Weed.
With his new ring, he could wear the Formless Imperial Sword Technique twice as much. Plus his other equipment which further increased his effectiveness. Thanks to swords, rings, and other new equipment, Weed finally looked like a respectable adventurer.
Weed was enjoying the void he felt. He closed his eyes feeling the breeze massaging his face, "I felt like I was flying with the wind. This freedom. This solitude! None!"
He even opened both of his hands wide, as if receiving an embrace of the wind with his arms open. But the world did not let him calm down.
The endurance of your robes has diminished!
Undead.
Unfortunately the drop items that dropped them were nothing normal. If it was not strange, then the items from them would be damaged as fast as flipping a palm. Even though it is not used even though the endurance of the item is very low, as if it will be crushed instantly when used.
Thus, even though Weed looked cool with his equipment, but it was nothing but a mere decoration.
Weed calmly removed the robe, then hit it as if hitting an unruly pet, "Repair!" His voice was loud flying some birds that had accompanied his emptiness.
This has become a routine activity lately. After that, Weed returned to wearing his robe while enjoying the passing wind, as if nothing had happened.
He often enjoyed this feeling in the Continent of Magic. The feeling left over while clearing a dungeon, enjoying his own art. Now it's time to leave everything in the past behind and move on with the future.
Wush!
A sudden gust of wind was rushing, flying a few pebbles near his feet.
Your endurance armor has diminished!
A rare leather armor obtained from a Skeleton Knight named Graham. An item that could not compare to the armor of a beginner. The good news is that the armor didn't make him lose a penny.
"The pair!"
Unfortunately, Weed was forced to constantly use his repair skill. The equipment has a low durability is very fragile. So, he might look quite gallant when facing monsters, but in truth, he was a little distracted if the items were broken. Due to his inherent need to improve repair skills, Weed insisted on using these items. While the others, he would dispose of or sold at a cheap price.
These are the biggest signs of poverty. However, this kind of life will soon end. Once he reached the Intermediate Repair skill, he could recover the damage of the item to maximum durability. Then he can wear the gear without feeling restless.
He remembered the important thing that was his next goal. That is continuing the quest of the Village Chief Baran.
Flashbacks!
"Do you believe in the name of destiny? I'm sure that your arrival to our village is no coincidence."
“Means?”
"One day in the past, a priest from the church of the Goddess Freya visited our village, and told her-" Ghandilva turned her head to and fro as if afraid that someone would notice them, he was getting closer to Weed, afraid that anyone would hear his words.
"She said crime is rampant. The criminals spread their influence in the unseen realms, beneath where we are, in a cold and gloomy darkness. The priest then added that only the Brave One can defeat evil! Then, he gave me the power to choose the Brave directly."
Weed began to taste the honey-fruited poison from his words, he began to be enthusiastic, “.
"At first, I didn't really understand what he meant, but now I finally understand too. There's one more secret I haven't told you, Weed. The seeds that my family has always guarded for generations are a guide to a hidden city. The Priest Lord gives a will to find a man named Seagull to retrieve the lost Treasure from the church of Goddess Freya. Find her. Be the Courageous One who will eradicate evil!"
“..." Weed froze in place.
Flashback Off's!
Now he's searching Lavias for the slightest clue.
Weed of course did not forget the hint he received from Baran Village Chief, Ghandilva. 'I must search for Seagull and find the Lost Treasure of the Goddess Freya!'
He smelled the whiff of an incredible serial quest. Usually quests related to the church are very difficult to obtain. But when obtained, then such a person as the durian crucifixion collapsed. Because the church is the same as the royal palace, is a place that can only be visited by someone who has a high fame of more than 10,000.
'I'll find Seagull!'
Although Weed swept through every area in Lavias. But he never met anyone named Seagull. He tried to ask anyone he met for information, but to no avail. As he spoke of the Lost Treasure of the Goddess Freya, only then did he finally get some pointers.
"The seagull? Of course I know him. He was a famous Herbalist who went to dangerous dungeons without hesitation, and without fear against the dangerous undead."
"You don't know? All the herbs sold in the stores came from him."
Each Avian provides some information about the Seagull, but not for the location of its existence. Weed headed to the market and found out more.
"You want to know where Seagull is? He might be in the Barkhan Dungeon."
"Barkhan Dungeon?"
"The place was always echoed by the screams of the ghosts. We tried to subdue them, but failed, because they had no real body. I didn't advise you to go there, but I won't stop you either. The entrance to the dungeon was at the foot of the mountain right behind the city. Look for a patch of blue flowers near the 15th big rock."
Up here, it was enough for Weed. After making preparations, he enthusiastically left the city in search of the whereabouts of the Barkhan Dungeon.
Unfortunately, no matter how he went around, he never found the 15th stone. Let alone the 15th stone, the first stone did not appear.
'Great! The instructions are very helpful!' Weed thought cynically. He let out a long sigh in the midst of this ridiculous situation.
He just remembered an important thing that should not have been missed. Avians can fly, so when out of town they will fly wherever they go.
Their eyesight is good too. Nah! It was so good that they could see ants crawling on the ground all by themselves.
Therefore, the path that the Avian gave him was absurd from a human point of view.
The fifteenth great rock on the mountain.
'What does that mean?! You fucking bird!'
On foot, he did not see any large rocks at all. In the end, he lamented his precious time was wasted just to find a stone.
What made Weed very irritated was that he had just discovered the existence of a blue flower that turned out to be covered in a thick bush. 'Because birds are less! This guide is very misleading!'
Nevertheless, Weed held back his anger because after painstakingly doing a thorough search he finally succeeded as well.
There was a small building that could be accessed through a steel door. The rest is the basement. Weed stared at a board that looked like a chicken claw, fortunately still reading.
The undead!
Those whose flesh and blood have decayed.
Those whose mortal bodies no longer existed.
This tomb is for them.
After a quick read, Weed pushed the steel gate open, and entered with an emotionless face.
New Dungeon: You are the first to discover the Barkhan Dungeon!
Bonus :
Fame :+200
You will get a doble EXP and doble drop item rate every day for a week. The first monster to be killed would drop the best quality item that could be dropped.
Before coming here, he had gathered some information from the Avians about this place. He only knew if the Barkhan Dungeon contained Spirit, Ghost, and a level 130 Specter. A spirit is a soul bound to the world with evil desires. Meanwhile, Ghost is just a ghost that looks blur.
"This place is weaker than I expected." Weed walked slowly while staring around the tomb.
Ghosts and Specters occasionally came out, but Weed ignored them, and they left without bothering him. The cause was the killing intent emanating from Weed, which was an effect of the Fighting Spirit stats.
Fighting Spirit!
It could be referred to as superhuman strength, or make weaker monsters instantly bend their knees with just the power of sight alone. You cannot distribute any bonuses on these statistics, and these statistics will increase spontaneously. Depends on the actions of a player. It could be when you fight monsters for a long time, or when facing monsters that are stronger than your current level.
In general, Fighting Spirit possessed by warrior-type players, around 20-30 points. Fighters in the vanguard such as the Paladins and Assassins might have this bit of power. Of course, it would be a very rare thing to witness firsthand someone who had more than 50 points on this stat.
Although there were many comments and analyses regarding the Fighting Spirit stats, most of them concluded that it was useless. Unlike Strength or Agility, the increase in Fighting Spirit did not produce any obvious effect.
Many Intelligence-based players like Mages, did not have these stats at all, but had no difficulty while hunting.
Although some players were trying to achieve high Fighting Spirit stats, they all had to upgrade their avatars with that goal from the start. In other words, it didn't have much effect.
Although Fighting Spirit increased automatically, it was not easy to upgrade. Even killing a formidable opponent at full strength, was often not enough to raise a single point from these stats.
Moreover, those stats would be reduced the moment one player died, or escaped from the battle. Thus, very few people had high Fighting Spirit stats.
However, Weed's Fighting Spirit stat was 193 points, plus 35 bonus points from the Legendary Moonlight Sculptor profession, which made it 228. As he fought against stronger enemies like crazy, those stats increased by leaps and bounds.
The monsters on the same level no longer tried to fight him. If Weed were to attack first, the monster would fight back in a very weak state, pressured by the power of the killing intent.
Weed was walking inside the labyrinth-like dungeon, he managed to chase away the monsters with just one look. After searching thoroughly, he saw the injured Avian.
"Damn!"
Weed rushed over to the Avian whose body was covered with scars from poison.
"First Aid!"
He placed some herbs on the wound and covered it. If it was very close to death, he would need a potion, but for normal injuries, the First Aid skill would suffice. After taking care of his injuries, Weed gave the Avian a potion.
"Uh."
After a while, the Avian woke up and opened his eyes several times to see his human helper.
"I-I fainted. I was so badly injured before that I couldn't do anything and almost died here. Anyway, thank you for saving me. What's your name, rescue lord?" He was still half conscious.
"I'm Weed."
"Weed's? You must be the human who visited Lavias. My name is Seagull."
The seagull!
Finally, Weed had found Seagull. "Yes. I've realized it. But where is the Lost Treasure of the Goddess Freya?"
"The Lost Treasure of the Goddess Freya? How do you know that?"
"That's, actually-"
Seagull listened with a sad expression as Weed told him what was happening in Baran Village.
Uhuk!
"You have done a noble work. Maybe Goddess Freya has blessed you. It just so happened that the Treasure of the Lost Goddess Freya was here, in the Barkhan Dungeon."
Weed nodded. He read something similar in the history of the Versailles Continent in the early pages of Royal Road. 'Barkhan refers to a person, not a thing.'
Barkhan Demoph was a Dark Mage who mastered Necromancy. He seeks immortality and abducts many young children to experiment. Though his quest for immortality must end in failure. But then again, he planned a conquest with an undead army.
His army seemed invincible. Barkhan's Necromancy allowed him to continue expanding his army as the battle progressed, giving it an absolute advantage.
His undead horde consisted of several thousand Zombies, Skeletons, and Dullahans led by Death Knights and other creations that were a nightmare for living beings.
Only after kingdoms from all over the world united their forces did they manage to end Barkhan's threat. Weed learned this after coming to Lavias. And the only reason Heaven City was built was to isolate the undead from the underworld.
"Will you take the Lost Treasure of Goddess Freya from Barkhan's servant?"
The Treasure of the Stolen Goddess Freya!
In a time of chaos, the Dark Mage made a deal with the demons, and killed thousands of people. The continent was covered in blood in a war between the mad kings.
The sacred influence declined and the world fell into despair. Those with strength prided themselves, while the fools held the reverse sword, and those with light lips gained power.
The dead cannot have eternal peace. While the living wriggled in pain and despair.at that time the Treasure of the Goddess Freya was stolen.
Difficulty Level: C
Punishment if Refused :
Fame :100
The relationship with the Order of the Goddess Freya became bad.
Weed was silent for a moment, and then nodded. "I'll get the Treasure of the Stolen Goddess Freya."
You have received the quest!
...•••...
If I find a typo, tomorrow I fix it, now my eyes are only a few watts. Though it was awake because of Weed's sad story. But...
Ah already.
*Greetings from Beautiful Lia *twice stars**