The Legendary Moonlight Scluptor

Sad Fact!

Mapan was still thinking about his future when he was with Weed, he had put together some dream notes that he would make, "Finally, my time as a Merchant was boring, exhausting, and exhausting, and the sad will be over! Now, time to enjoy the path to glory."

After all, the path of a Merchant was extremely difficult. Mapan recalled the early stages of him visiting the Versailles Continent. He also shuddered to feel his hair sitting on his feet, "Hufth! those times were hard."

Mapan had many hopes and dreams when choosing the Merchant profession. This profession really gives a tantalizing fantasy to the man. Because his motto was the same as Weed's, Money! Where there is money there is power! Where there is money there is power! Where there is money there is a way! Money is everything!

In the end, the world is dominated by money.

In the real world, Mapan studied economics. He firmly believed that capitalism was not an ideology, but an economy itself. In order to obtain capital, he was ready to endure all the hardships.

The moment he discovered the Versailles Continent, he hoped and dreamed that all the money in this world would belong to him. With this sky-high dream, he wanted to build a mega trading company to gain high power. Because in this cruel world, a noble title could be bought with money.

In essence, Mapan chose the path as a Merchant to make a lot of money, to put the world under his feet.

But reality is not as beautiful as hope!

In fact, since the beginning of the path to become a Merchant has been difficult not to play. Since new players were not allowed to exit the Fort for 4 weeks, Mapan had to work hard everywhere. He works in hotels, gun shops, stock exchanges, and others, to save money to be used as capital. He will do anything, including running, jumping, or rolling, as long as he can get the thing called money. In the end, all this effort and hard work he put in was only for the Merchant profession.

Once upon a time, there was finally someone who admitted his hard work, "It's okay if you're a little greedy for money, because that's what a Merchant is. I think you're talented to be a Merchant, because I've seen all the hard work you've done so far."

Mapan initially looked down deeply, he was afraid of being scolded and finally raised his head. He had a quarrel with customers at this store because of money problems. Though Mapan only wanted to be an honest waiter, but the customer even negotiated harshly when Mapan asked for his payment of less than 1 copper. Mapan almost cried looking at the person in front of him who was smiling soothingly, "Sir Han."

The person he called Mr. Han, patted him on the shoulder several times, "Haven't be sad anymore. Well, now I really need 300 rabbit skins. I'll give you 1 gold, so can you get it for me? If you succeed, I will officially make you a Merchant of the Rosenheim Kingdom. However, there is a condition, you must complete this task as soon as possible. 3 days, time is 3 days."

Buying Rabbit Skin!

Shopkeepers need rabbit skins in large quantities. There is no need to know the real reason, but it would be best to finish it as soon as possible.

Difficulty Level: E

Requirement: Must be completed within 3 days.

If you fail, the confidence of the store owner in you will decrease and you will not get a commission for a month.

Reward: Merchant Profession

'Asikkkk! I finally got a windfall!' Mapan accepted the quest without a second thought.

Mapan walked out of the shop with a big smile. Her chest was no longer tight after breathing in the fresh air outside the shop. He stared at the money in his hand several times, "As expected of a Merchant quest, Mr. Han even gave me 1 gold. Whoa! Though only the initial stage, but the money has been this much. Not playing!"

Of course Mapan considered that this quest was too easy to live, because he did not know the actual battleground.

Rabbits were common monsters that often sprung up in front of the Fortress. One rabbit skin sold for 10 copper in a general store, so the total purchase this time was 3,000 copper. After this calculation, Mapan was convinced that the money that would come out should be enough for 30 silver.

Of course the opponents of the transaction require profits as well. In a business transaction, both parties between the buyer and the seller require their respective profits.

Mapan stood tall proudly in front of the Fortress, "Buying Rabbit Skin! I'll pay for 11 copper skins!" He shouted as loudly as possible, hoping that many players who had been hunting rabbits would come to him.

Suddenly, a Merchant stood to his right, shouting no less loudly, "Buying Rabbit Skin for 30 copper!"

And a new tailor standing to his left finally made a sound, "Buying Rabbit Skin for 50 copper!"

Mapan's mouth did not stop gaping, he finally realized how difficult the battle field that he would live in the future, "Damn! How could this happen."

Rabbit skin that should only cost 10 copper, instead bought at an exorbitant price. This is not called business fraud.

"What's going on?" mapan asked who was confused, but the opponent's answer dropped him to despair.

"You don't know? Look that!" He pointed to the crowd of people carrying carts waiting for the hunters to come, "Be aware, my friend, you are not the only one who bought Rabbit Skin to resell. And again, here are not only the Merchants who need Rabbit Skin, but also the tailors. It was obvious the price would skyrocket!"

Mapan was crying bitterly. "Truly cruel."

"You have to get used to it, this is the real world."

These increasingly high prices certainly make beginner Merchants languish. But they had no choice but to join the fight on this road full of obstacles.

Likewise with Mapan, because his quest only has a narrow time. So he was forced to spend all the money he had earned to get 300 Rabbit Skin. He eventually went bankrupt.

Mapan's shoulders drooped as he returned to the shop. The shopkeeper was certainly not aware of the gloom of his heart. The important thing is that he is happy to have entrusted that task to a trustworthy person. With a smile she patted Mapan on the shoulder several times, "Thank you and congratulations! Now you're officially a merchant."

This difficulty was only the beginning on the Merchant path. To increase his level and stats, Mapan had to be willing to take out more bag contents when buying loot from hunters. He could not touch the hunting area to look for drop items directly as it was very weak. And no team would accept the presence of a Merchant, which would only hinder the course of the hunt.

When buying loot, Mapan had to fight to the point of the final blood. After a lot of grief, and a long bitter experience as a Merchant, Mapan traveled a long way towards Baran Village.

He diligently sold his wares. Every day should wait for a possible buyer or not to buy his merchandise. Sometimes the trades sell easily, but sometimes there are also buyers who offer prices that are too cheap. He has faced a wide variety of buyers, from the good-natured buyer to the cursed buyer. But he did not give up, because he was still convinced in the hope that hard work would not betray the results.

But now, he had established cooperation with the right person. So, all his anxiety and fear of a bleak future had ended. All he had to do now was to trust and follow Weed wholeheartedly.

"My hard work is finally over!" Mapan shouted out loud releasing all the burden on his shoulders all this time. "I'll follow him anywhere! I just have to believe it!"

Mapan made a firm determination. He considered Weed a great knight, an experienced adventurer, and a battle master, this was all he believed about Weed.

Mapan's happy feeling was almost dashed when his eyes accidentally saw the person he knew was dealing with several buyers. "How did this happen?"

Mapan chuckled, "Ah, could it be that I am dreaming." He pinched his own cheek. After feeling sick she almost screamed. He made every effort to convince himself that all this was not reality, but there was no change.

The person he saw up ahead was indeed Weed, he was selling various sculptures, cooking, and worse, he was repairing various equipment and drop items.

"Yetoooooooooo!"

While Weed was cooking cheerfully, someone was quietly crying. That person is Mapan. Weed, who he knew was a great warrior, was now busy selling food and statues.

"Isn't this the worst example of a Japkae?"

(Japkae \= People who have a lot of expertise, but all that is just a lowly skill that is no more crumbling than a loud empty barrel)

So, Mapan calmed down first, he had to be ready to face whatever reply Weed gave. After feeling calm then he approached the person concerned, "Um, Weed, what is your profession?"

"I? As you can see, I'm a sculptor."

"Se-Se-A Sculptor?" Mapan's head was throbbing as if the back of his head had just been hit by a blunt object. He finally realized something, this is what is called sick but not bleeding?

"Yes." Yeah."

'The Scluptor's profession is not even higher with the job of a maid.' Mapan was enveloped in a bitter taste. With trembling hands he pointed towards the boiling cauldron, "Then what about the cooking?"

"Oh this is a side job." Weed, of course, was aware of Mapan's concern, but he did not intend to explain anything, instead he was happy to work on this potential ally.

"What about this?" Mapan pointed to a pile of weapons that Weed had not repaired.

"This? Hobbies. I am diligent in learning this skill. Because I intend to learn the Blacksmith skill in order to make weapons and armor with my own hands. So, I have to improve the repair skill at least until the Intermediate stage."

Mapan who originally thought that forming a team with Weed was a destiny dropped by the heavens could only withstand deep disappointment. 'So so. This guy is so unlucky. How can I find a japkae like him?'

Mapan walked over to Weed's side as many protestors thought he was cutting the queue. But he didn't have time to explain anything to those people. Because there are too many minds.

Mapan fell silent rigidly thinking that this Avatar called Weed was terrifying, in a worthless sense. The path through which it passed was so messy, that it was enough to be recorded in history as the worst Avatar of the worst. Weed was either too diligent or too unworked to learn a skill that no one else even glimpsed. If it was Mapan, he would have given up and created a new Avatar. 'How slow was the increase in his avatar level, until he became like this?'

Of course Mapan did not know how much struggle Weed was. From the beginning he diligently increased his strength by constantly beating up the scarecrow in the Training Hall, while being patient just by eating dry bread.

Weed had also gone through a period of sculpting the statue until his eyes were red in order to increase the stats by only 1 point. He has created thousands of statues, so many can not even be counted how much he estimates.

Meanwhile, in order to improve his cooking skills, he had become a chef for the NPC invader army while hunting in the Livart dungeon. Every day, he had to cook thousands of dishes.

In essence, he had upgraded this Avatar named Weed with a long and difficult hard work far exceeding Mapan's affliction.

However, what Mapan saw was an avatar that was made carelessly who learned various kinds of skills with a mere hobby. While he can get this far, because when he stumbles, he considers it a new experience before getting up again.

Seeing Weed's persistence in business, Mapan chose not to regret his choice about cooperating with Weed, "This person is even more willing than me. What can we do, it looks like we'll fit in. As Confucius said, When you walk with two people, one of them is your teacher. So, even if he's a japkae, I can learn something from him." Mapan muttered softly while still paying attention to Weed's face.

After a long thought, Mapan finally gave up on his disappointment. He enthusiastically opened his own shop beside Weed. After all, he couldn't just sit around and do nothing, it was a waste of time.

After observing Weed for some time, Mapan's eyes widened, only to find out the true identity of a Merchant. He did not stop being astonished by the attitude Weed took, 'Truly a masterful fraud!'

Mapan, who had just averted his eyes from being too unable to look at Weed longer, looked back at him with his mouth open as wide as the mouth of a bucket, 'How could he make such an unreasonable profit with just such cheap materials?'

Soon Mapan felt very angry. For Mapan, who was proud to be an honest Merchant, he felt as if he had no room left to contend against Weed, 'No doubt, no mistake, he was a robber and a cheater in broad daylight!'

Weed had a brilliant talent for sweet talk to buyers. In just a few words, a sculpture that cost 10 silver could be sold for 15 silver. Seeing this, Mapan's blood boiled even more.

2 days later, Weed finally closed his shop, slowly putting all his display sculptures into a backpack. Weed's heart was of course very good, the business went as smoothly as porcelain, "They sold more than I expected."

The statues he had carved in his spare time while in Lavias. More than half of them have been sold. One thing about the weakness of the statue, the people will not return to buy the statue again. Most people only buy one statue as a sovenir. Weed could not sell his sculptures any more, unless he met a collector.

Among the players in Baran Village, most people had already bought one statue. If Weed stayed any longer, all he could sell was his cooking.

And after considering his current level level, the profit from his current sales sculpture was not huge. The production cost of the statue is only 10 silver, the highest can be sold for 30 silver. So, 10 statues will produce 3 gold. This number was quite high in the early days, he was still very poor, but now it was different.

After increasing the Repair skill and cooking it up to 40%, Weed chose to close his shop.

Weed He looked at Mapan who was next to him, "It's time for us to leave."

Mapan frowned, "Huh? Go where?"

"We will travel through the Baruk Mountains, as I told you."

Weed still had the pending quest, returning the Holy Grail to where it should be within 3 months. From the beginning he had planned to leave Baran City. In addition, he was confident there would be a lot of knowledge and experience that would be gained to become a great Scluptor.

Although now Weed had become strong and had some mainstay skills, but he did not forget the fact that his profession was a Scluptor. Before making the long journey, Weed visited several shops.

"Be careful!" Ghandilva, the village chief, said warmly to Weed outside the gate.

The three soldiers Denarion, Dale, Becker, and Hosram, also bid their farewells with the village chief.

"I'll come back and visit next time." Weed promised.

"of course. We will not forget all the help that master hero has given us!" Several villagers also escorted his departure. They had complained about not being able to make a party to welcome Weed's arrival because he was very busy looking for money.

"Well we meet again." Weed smiled at them for the last time.

"Yes, Commander! Once our work here is done, we will return home. So next time, we'll probably meet at Fort Serabourg."

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This chapter is short, right?

Purposely!

I am a little disappointed your enthusiasm while reading Weed's adventure is getting worse and lower.

I can promise to UP longer in the next chapter, as long as the likes and comments are expanded.

I will also promise UP 3 or more in a day if your enthusiasm your appreciation is realized.

In essence, prove yourself first, then I will prove myself.

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