The Legendary Moonlight Scluptor

Fall to Earth!

Weed pulled the sword from the scabbard and entered the dark tunnel with firm steps. Not far away he walked, suddenly

Woosh!

There was a sound of a weapon pointing at him. Weed reflexively dodged the sound, then counterattacked.

Clangs!

The sound of metal clashing, the sound of quick reactions from his wrist, and the sound of streams of air currents gathering filled the dark room. It simply diverted itself from the drowning darkness with fear, and the roaring wind seemed to tear it apart.

Sparks of fire appeared as the swords clashed against each other, successfully illuminating the corridor briefly. And it was enough for Weed to study the situation around.

Weed's level had indeed improved greatly, but the abilities of the Barbarians had also increased in accordance with him. Their attacks were highly coordinated to maximize their strength and hide the weakness Weed was looking for.

The continuous onslaught of battling Weed only forced him to hold on, giving him no room to think.

When he believed he had evaded the enemy's attack, he was hit. When he believes he has attacked the enemy, he misses.

He was not even allowed to breathe. After doing this movement has been forced to do another movement. The enemy attacked non-stop like a lightning bolt.

It's really a fight between life and death. He has to make the right decision.

Weed overcame his fear of the enemy, finally the result of his hard training all along appeared, his body started to move naturally.

He managed to fend off, dodge and retaliate against the enemy's attacks much more ferociously. In fact, sometimes he had reached the stage where he could handle enemy attacks with one hand.

He reminisced about the race at the school festival, when breaking a water balloon that attacked him without pause. Although, now the danger is many times greater because the stakes are life. But, Weed was used to it thanks to the initial shock, the rest would be easy to take care of.

'Patterns! Their movements must have a special pattern. I have to find the right order.' Weed tried to adjust his movements to the enemy's attack pattern, to perfect the sequence of his movements.

'I just have to move naturally like running water.' After trying desperately to finally move Weed was synchronized with the pattern of the Barbarians. He evolved from an impregnable fortress into an inevitable storm of destruction.

The longer this battle lasted, he felt his heart would explode. His blood seemed to boil, too much spirit to destroy the enemies one by one.

Cracks!

Prop!

The Barbarians were no longer a threat, he was no longer afraid of them.

30 minutes later, Weed managed to destroy all the Barbarians. His body instantly collapsed onto the floor, his chest rising up and down from exhaustion. His heart was pounding wildly.

"Yephhh!" Weed felt his chest tight, trying to scoop up as much air as possible. Even he was unable to move anymore because the muscles of his body felt cramping. His stamina had slumped to its lowest point. His body trembled withstanding the crashing hunger.

The pitch-black passageway was finally bright. From the direction of the entrance, the instructor approached Weed while clapping his hands. "That's amazing! You are the first person to succeed after two attempts here."

The instructor directly helped Weed who was trying to stand up even though his body was shaking, "Did I pass the Beginner Training Hall?"

"Of course!"

"If I may, can the instructor tell me how many people have passed this training before me?"

"At this place? I told you you were the first. Uh! If what you're asking about the entire continent, it's probably the 400th."

To be more precise, there were around 3,800 people who had graduated from the Basic Training Hall. They were the same people as Weed, enduring to increase stats by constantly beating up scarecrows for a month. That number was impressive, given the high determination and persistence required to complete the task.

However, the number that had graduated from the Beginner Training Hall was significantly reduced. This was most likely because many could not find the place of the Beginner Training Hall. But it could be the main reason because the training is too difficult to live.

Unlike first-rate training which was too easy, just relying on persistence to beat up a scarecrow for a month. To escape the Beginner Training Hall stage, one had to understand the existence of fighting within the encirclement.

This cannot be done by just anyone.

Even after repeated failures, few people have the willpower to keep trying until successful. This was the essence of learning about persistence and unyielding from the Basic Training Hall.

Of course, the reward was on a level with great difficulty and risk.

The instructor did not stop praising Weed, "You have the potential to become a true fighter. Don't you intend to quit your useless profession and move on to become a Master Knight? With this, you can use any weapon. Then, your punches and kicks will become stronger. This is a hidden profession of a Martial Arts Practitioner."

Change of Profession: Master Knight (Secret Profession)

You will be able to use special skills related to this profession. You can increase Weapon Matery faster. Then, attack and vitality statistics will increase dramatically.

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Warning: If you change profession.then the Legendary Moonlight Scluptor hidden profession will disappear automatically.

Weed was sure that only people with an innate understanding of combat could pass the Beginner Training Hall, especially the Knight, Archer or other professions that were closely related to Weapon Mastery. Given his prize emphasised on that statistic.

Kinght Master!

It was a gift given only to those who had passed the Beginner Training Hall. Most people would without a doubt choose to move the profession to become a Kinght Master.

But not with Weed. Although at first he got his profession now because he entered a trap, and very sorry. But all that is the past let it pass.

The charm and hidden advantages of this profession have caught his attention. Weed knew clearly how powerful the Master Kinght profession was, but he would not falter. He didn't even think twice when he decided. "I will keep my current profession."

You have turned down the offer of a change of profession!

The instructor's face looked disappointed, "Alright I'll respect your decision. This is another reward for your performance during training." He paused for a moment after giving Weed a gift, "And also, you have a chance to get a new skill. Whatever action you do, it will create a skill for you. Do whatever you want."

Weed pondered deeply, a skill is not something that can be easily obtained, so this opportunity should not be in vain. 'Skill what do I need?'

After saying goodbye to the instructor, he walked towards where he first entered the City of Heaven. On the way, his focus was still not sidetracked from the skill he wanted.

'Science sword?' No, he doesn't need it. Because he didn't even use his sword skill to the fullest.

'Skill foot movement?' So far he has only used footwork as he seeks to reduce the distance between himself and the enemy. Or when he dodged the magic spell. But, his basic instincts were more than enough, so he did not need this skill either. Of course, when meeting a highly skilled opponent, he needed to use footwork, but he could cover it with his other skill.

'Holy Magic?' But he can't learn it now. Once his intelligence had risen above 300 then he could learn it. Regardless of his profession straying far, it was something to consider in the future.

Weed was too dizzy to think about this. After much deliberation, he decided to do something randomly. "Whatever I do, a suitable skill will be created."

He could do whatever he wanted, but when the opportunity was in sight, he was at a loss as to what to do.

At the end of the abyss, Weed was silent for quite a while. Suddenly he felt doubt about leaving Lavias and all the memories within. Of course, the memories he spent with Dain continued to haunt him. The hunting grounds they had gone through, were all Skeleton Knights, Skeleton Mages, Skeleton Soldiers, Dullahan, Death Knights and Spirits they had fought together.

Dain may not even be alive anymore. Weed still regretted not being able to say goodbye to him. Therefore, he was determined to forget all this past and continue the future well. "Goodbye to the past and-"

Weed closed both eyes, "Dain." Immediately plunged into the earth.

"Ohhhhh!" Weed reflexively shouted feeling his body shake against the wind.

For a long time his cry grew louder, until it was heard in the forest before he fell, "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

This was a gesture of farewell to the Avians and the Dains. He released all the emotions he held in one agonizing howl.

New Skill: Lion's Roar!

A loud shout that would shake the sky, and was filled with the emotion of the fighter.

Effect :

• fighting Spirit Allies increased by 200%.

• leadership will increase by 170% for 5 minutes.

• any confusion will be clean.

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Baran Village had prospered after the monster invasion ended. Protector of the village, who symbolized prosperity and beauty has returned. The statue of Goddess Freya has attracted the attention of the nobility and merchants to visit despite traveling far. Later, the tourists will chat excitedly about the statue after returning to the city of origin.

Perhaps thanks to the blessing of the statue, Baran Village did not get an attack from the monsters anymore.

Beside the foot of the statue of Goddess Freya ads a small inscription of her sculptor. But, most of the people thought it was just nonsense.

Baran used to be a small village even though it was visited by nobles, kings and merchants. But now that the scale was different, the players hunting around the Rosenheim kingdom had increased drastically, they were slowly migrating in this direction in search of a new hunting ground. Eventually, it increased the population of Baran Village to make it a city.

Around Baran City were many unspoiled dungeons. Plus the main factor that attracted the attention of the new residents, the Statue of the Goddess Freya. For anyone looking at it will increase 15% HP recovery and mana for a day. This is a jacpot that should not be missed.

"How can we possibly know of a statue as great as this?"

"Who made this statue?"

People were both interested and amazed at the statue. Behind all that, there have been rumors that say that the sculptor was a mysterious Sculptor in the expedition that helped free the Village from monster invasion.

Of course he is Weed!

Once again he has become a famous celebrity beyond his popularity while at Fort Serabourg.

The pure smile and fresh face like the morning dew of the statue had captivated the hearts of everyone. They could not bear to see it, at least once a day.

Meanwhile, the square around the statue was filled with merchants peddling merchandise. And the tourists who visit to admire the beauty of the statue.

"I need some items, and will pay 10% higher than the price in the store."

"From a Warrior above level 100 as a damage generator to hunt Salamander and Werewolf. Uh! Rogue and Assassin were also accepted!"

"I'm a level 120 Ranger, looking for a team to hunt in the Sunter Valley or at least someone who will guide me there."

"This is the first time I've set foot in Baran City. Please invite me to a team. My profession Bard. I'll sing beautifully during the battle."

"This is the equipment that came from Serabuorg Fort. Cheap for sale at original price plus transportation fare!"

In the crowded square, there is a merchant level 70 named Mapan. He was among those who were keen to promote his wares. Although he was still a beginner, he had diligently transported many items from the Serabourg Fortress to Baran City. The buyers who needed resources in an instant swarmed over him.

He hoped that someday he would at least become an official in the Rosenheim Kingdom. Mapan worked hard to raise money. Multiplying the money and stacking it little by little is a fun thing that only Merchants can enjoy.

Shortly thereafter, Mapan's trade was exhausted. He pushed his cart into the corner. Leisurely, he stretched out his body while staring at the sky. His eyes widened perfectly when he saw a black object falling from the sky.

"Huh-huh? What'sthat?" He rubbed his eyes several times to confirm his vision, it was true that something had fallen. And that's a human being.

"Ha-hant-no-no!" Mapan stammered a few times, unable to expel his shock.

"Hey! A-someone! Someone fell from the sky!" Mapan shouted loudly while pointing at the sky.

"Speak what the hell is he?"

"Is he crazy?"

Some people think it's nonsense. But a few more people stared following the direction of Mapan's index.

It turned out to be true, there was someone who fell from the sky. He was carrying 9 giant bags, was hurtling towards the ground at a terrifying speed.

"Lhhhhh!"

"What the fuck?"

"Stupid! Dodge quickly!"

In an instant, the square fell into chaos.

Whoooooooooooooo!

Weed's ears ached from the sound of the roar of wind blowing around him at a terrifying speed. If he hit the ground at this speed, then his bones would crumble and the ground he fell on would crack. Even a hard rock and a giant stone would split and shatter into pieces if he landed on it.

In contrast to this seemingly very dangerous situation, Weed was very calm. He narrowed both eyes staring at the ground to direct the direction of the landing. 'A little to the right.'

Weed tried to adjust his body, looking to touch the earth immediately.

"Ohhhhh!!"

"Come! Ceepaat!"

Weed was close to the earth, he could clearly see the people shouting and running in the mist.

As well as the merchants, they had run away regardless of their trade, most importantly saving lives as if being chased by the red hero.

"Is Baran Village this crowded?" Weed thought relaxed. He was not very curious because soon he would find out for himself.

When it was about 500 meters away from the ground, Weed used the Feather of Lightness. His body that was free-falling at a terrifying speed slowed down instantly. Air pressure was not out of line.

Finally he landed on the ground safely, no major damage occurred, only a little dust greeted his landing. But because he was carrying a load of 9 giant bags, his feet went into the ground about 10 cm deep.

Everyone looked at him miserably.

"..."

"Who is he?"

"Is he a Mage?"

The players pointed at Weed, completely shocked from the events they had just witnessed. Many players had already speculated about the identity of that mysterious man who had fallen from the sky.

Everyone's first suspicion was that he was a Mage who had just used Flight magic. But Flight Magic cannot be used by anyone. Only a Mage level above 300 with Five Circle Supporting Magic had the ability to do this.

A level 300 could be considered a top player in Royal Road. What kind of mage would appear like that, falling from the sky.

Because Weed was descending at an unbelievable speed, he attracted more attention than he usually received. Over a hundred players were currently staring at him as he scanned the city.

Weed focused on a shop that was closed despite the chaos and looked at Mapan who was hiding behind the Statue of the Goddess Freya, peeking at Weed.

"Hey you!" Weed called out to him suddenly.

Mapan replied in surprise, "Y-Yes?"

Weed said softly, "You look like a Merchant, are you a drop item wholesaler?"

"What's? Y-yeah! Sure thing!" Mapan hurriedly nodded as he emerged from behind the statue, afraid that Weed might change his mind. After all, Mapan was a businessman and he specialized in trading drop items and equipment.

Mapan would buy the drop items from the big cities at a cheap price, then resell them elsewhere at a higher price, this was because he had a special Merchant tranding skill. They could obtain a lot of EXP after buying at a cheap price and were able to sell it at a much higher price.

Weed said in a relaxed tone, "Dare you pay how much to buy the drop?"

"If you sell to the store, the profit is 2% of the original price. I could pay at least 15% more than that store, and if it was in bulk then I would pay 18% more. I'll buy with only 2% of the profit left for me." Mapan replied wryly.

Weed looked around for someone who would suggest a better deal than Mapan, but no one else would. The price proposed is the right price.

A Merchant's Trading Skills depended on how quickly he could sell his trades. Mapan, which could leave a 2% profit, was considered a highly skilled Merchant. Weed decided to make a deal with him.

"If there's an item you want, I'll sell it specifically for you."

Mapan's jaw almost fell. 'Not wrong anymore, this guy is a big catch.' Spirit culminates.

How many items he had, to the point of being able to say if he would sell the item he dreamed of. And why he could be sure the item Mapan would buy.

When selling items, it would be much more profitable if sold for large quantities.

"Everything. My items have sold everything, so it's time I buy a few more items." Mapan answered excitedly.

"really?"

Weed flipped his bag and shook it a few times. Everyone was stunned to see the things that came out from there. There were a few Dullahan legs, to the Skeleton bone ga pins, rusty short spears, shorts, golden threads and other items coming out of the bag without any sign of stopping. They all piled up until they formed a small mountain.

"How can!" Mapan's eyes couldn't open any wider. 'Where did he hunt to be able to collect this much item?'

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Kangen Dain what kangen akoh? wkwk

Weed: LIKE GEH FIRST!