The Legendary Moonlight Scluptor

The Legendary Moonlight Scluptor
The Girl Caged by the Past



“Sial, today comes also.”


In the morning, Lee Hyun's mood was already ugly. The South Korean government, which feels wiser than the All-Wise God, passed a Law called Leave No One Behind, which is designed to minimize the displaced and those who cannot adapt to the environment.


The beginning of this ignorance is formed based on the theory that those who are born and come from an ugly background are most likely to commit criminal acts and violence. According to the law, all Koreans aged 20 years and over are required to visit a psychiatrist regularly for mental examination.


In short, Lee Hyun qualified for it because he had lost his parents as a child, and his teenage years had been haunted by loan sharks.


Lee Hyun went to the Community Rehabilitation Center.


"I feel like I'm back in the '60s. A prosperous society what a lousy base." He muttered his complaints many times until he entered the rehab room. The interior has a unique decoration.


The reception room was filled with people in their 20s who had come to do the same with Lee Hyun, so he had to waste his precious time waiting for his queue number to arrive.


“Include me Lee Hyun. I'm here for a mental test under the Leave No One Behind program."


"I understand. Please fill out this form." A nurse in a white suit handed Lee Hyun a piece of paper.


"What's this?"


“We will make a complete analysis of your mental state based on your answer to this form. If you fall into the category of social indifference, you will be instructed to enter a rehabilitation center and receive regular treatment. Then, the government will send a monthly check to your family as compensation."


What an inhumane law. The government has done almost nothing to support those less fortunate when they are going through a difficult youth, abused by parents themselves or expelled from school.


Now that they have to accept a person with a disability, it will be difficult when they want to apply to graduate school when they graduate from high school. Worse, they were not even qualified to become state officials. The War on Terror provides a compelling reason to separate the poor and the rich.


"All right."


Lee Hyun took the form and filled it out quickly. The pen he used did not leave even the surface of the paper. Lee Hyun had understood the question for many years, so the answer simply flowed.


"I'm done. Can I go now?"


"certain. Take this money to reimburse you for your fare."


At least the government showed a little mercy. Lee Hyun took the money and left the hospital. Meanwhile, the form he sent made the psychiatrists uproar.


...* * *...


Cha Eun Hee, a psychiatrist, laughed out loud as if her neck was broken. The doctor, nicknamed the 'Ice Queen', was laughing out loud in public, certainly a rare sight for nurses.


“Did he finally manage to communicate with his patients?”


"Looks like. Nothing is impossible for Dr. Cha."


Doctor Cha moved to America with his parents, who were both diplomats, when he was a child. He graduated with a cumlaude from Harvard University at the age of 20 and earned a Doctorate before turning 23.


Famous people are beautiful, graceful, and authoritative. He had never shown such an attitude before, instantly becoming the hot topic of everyone. Finally, the head nurse decided to ask.


“Dr. Cha, what makes you laugh?"


"See this."


Dr.Cha did not stop laughing until her eyes were watering, while wiping the trail of tears she handed the form she held to the head nurse.


...The CV List...


Name: Lee Hyun


1. What's your name?


Lee Hyun's


2. What is your profession?


A great villain who will threaten the peace of the world.


3. What the hell are you doing?


Fill out this form.


4. What are the three most effective things you have done in your life?


Reaching the maximum level in Continent of Magic.


Play online games for 204 hours without eating and sleeping.


Lastly sold my account.


5. What do you think of the powerful officials?


Why don't we export it to China or Japan?


6. When did you recognize your social position?


After watching 'Planet of the Apes'.


7. How do you describe your Identity in a single sentence?


I'm Da Dragon.


The nurse looked surprised when she finished reading the form. “Don't say that this is a quote from some comic?”


"No. That's one of the forms that was filled out this morning. Don't you see the confirmation stamp in the bottom right corner?"


“Crazy.”


“You're wrong. If he was a lunatic, he wouldn't observe public figures sarcastically and exactly as he wrote in the form."


Against common sense, Dr. Cha concludes that he is mentally normal. From the psychiatrist's point of view, he could almost hear the desperate screams of that answer. Being able to ridicule public figures in such a way, this young man named Lee Hyun must have lived a bitter life in a cruel world


"Gee."


The head nurse could only sigh deeply. He had no reason to dispute Dr. Cha's explanation. Still, he wondered if Dr. Cha, who has earned a Ph.D psychiatrist in the United States, becomes an idol and is recognized by the world as having above average thoughts, or this man named Lee Hyun has below average thoughts.


"Both are clearly abnormal. Or they're normal, and I'm the only one crazy in this room. Maybe the truth is, the whole world has gone mad" the Nurse Chief thought to himself.


Dr. Cha took the form and moved on from there. "The man had different thoughts. Just ignore. You don't have to think about it any deeper. By the way, I'll show it to Seo Yoon."


“Patient Jeong Seoyoon?”


"true."


“Do you think he will read it?”


"definitely. Those who shut themselves off from the outside world tend to crave more attention. I really hope he'll laugh this time." Dr. Cha brought the form Lee Hyun had filled out and headed to the ward. The destination was the VIP ward located on the 12th floor.


Having state-of-the-art medical equipment and the best expert doctors, equipped with a private pool and an indoor gym, the room costs almost 20 million won a day.


“Hai, Seoyoon, I'm here to visit you,” Dr.Cha smiles sweetly at her patients. A pale-skinned girl lifted her face from the book she was reading. It is more beautiful than anyone in the world. Her beauty even beats top models. But his face was stiff with no emotion, like a lifeless puppet.


"God gave her a beauty that wreaked havoc." Thought Dr. Cha.


Because the girl was so beautiful, she was very loved by her father. The taboo that makes the line between father and son never breaks, because his jealous mother hates them even more.


Her mother, who was excessively jealous of her own daughter, was physically abused when she was a child. Then leave the trauma until the girl is now silent. Once when they were little, Seo Yoon was like an angel trapped in a human body. Dr. Cha is his close friend, he is always sad when he remembers that his best friend has lost the will to live.


"Look this. I really can't take any documents from my office, but I want to show you." Dr. Cha handed the form Lee Hyun filled out to the girl. Seo Yoon's eyes traced writing after writing on paper. Dr. Cha hopes that he will laugh.


"Do you know that if you laugh this time, it will be your first experience in five years?" Thought Dr.Cha.


But that expressionless face shattered the doctor's expectations. After reading the form he immediately returned it. Dr.Cha grew even sadder as she recalled how cheerful Seoyoon used to be. “Good. Do you need anything else?”


Seoyoon gently shook her head.


"Then, don't hesitate to contact me whenever you need something." Dr. Cha then left the room in silence.


"Is he laughing?" The head nurse was very curious because she did not have permission to enter Seoyoon's room. Dr. Cha replied with a bitter smile.


"It doesn't work anymore?" the nurse said.


"No. I can't find a way to get him out of that situation." Dr.Cha let out a deep breath, "I will still take care of him to maintain the director's trust in me. No-this is all for Seoyoon."


Countless psychologists, psychiatrists, and shamans have been hired to deal with Seoyoon's condition, but none have succeeded. None of them could melt his frozen heart. Now, almost everyone gave up on the girl.


The head nurse finally cried. She was sad because such a beautiful girl could not speak or laugh, stuck alone in a closed room.


“Is there no therapy to help him?” ask the nurse.


"The help of a psychiatrist will not work as long as the patient does not want to cooperate and accept reality." Clearly Dr. Cha.


“Then, will he live like that during his life.”


“We have to do something to make him aware. He just needs guidance that will lead him to face the reality of life."


“But five years have passed. His consciousness may have long since disappeared.”


“Our task is to make him aware. Whatever happens, I'll definitely bring it back." Decisive Dr. Cha on yourself. He majored in psychiatry and voluntarily came to this hospital to save Seoyoon.


"I started a new treatment a year ago."


"I never heard it."


"Of course not. Because I have to keep it a secret. This Royal Road. He spends his days and nights in games, except while taking medication and counseling,"


"You're serious?"


"certain. Let him start over in virtual reality. Take him out of the self-defense fort. He will gradually be able to interact with others. I hope she will regain her lost confidence to socialize, and feel emotions she has never felt before, at least in virtual reality."


...***...


Lee Hyun's house!


He visited the site before entering Royal Road.


Although Lee Hyun had only once sold an item, his status was 3diamond. The accounts in Continent of Magic were worth over three billion won. He became practically a VIP.


[Buy] Iron Sword +20 STR for 400,000 won


[Buy] Ring for warriors. Open negotiations.


[Buy] Blue boots for the Ranger profession. 300,000 won - negotiable.


[Buy] Special Earring Mage. Royal Road Kelly Book extra plus value.


A list or item requested is thousands of pages long. A keyword generates millions of search results, but few of them actually reach an agreement.


Because many users want to get quality goods, the demand is high. The suppliers cannot compensate.


The system benefits the seller, and when one of them posts the item, the auction immediately exhausts it in a matter of minutes.


[Sell] Mace of Red Spirit 105/105 Endurance w/ 96-105dmg +15 STR [100,000 won+@]


[Sell] Shine's Blessing Ring: Rare /Return 3 MP per second for 5 minutes [Hrg. Initial3,000,000 won]


[Sell] Messiah Earring: Mag def. Fire magic + 8% exp. [4,000,000 won]


[Sell] Hammer Blacksmith Thomas: 15% for success rate in forging weapons. Allows you to produce weapons equivalent to 5,000,000 won


Items in the top 10% will be auctioned off at out-of-bounds prices. Followed by the lower items below, it amounted to at least 100,000 won. Markets like this happen because of the depletion of the supply of items.


If Weed wasn't lucky enough to get the iron sword before, he would also be stuck in this buying and selling site. Repeating some quests to buy swords, or rushing to the blacksmith's workshop to buy raw swords before he hunts.


Otherwise, he would have to kill monsters relying on the stats he had accumulated while attacking the scarecrow. Then his vitality would be reduced by half without the sword mastery effect. Compared to the exuipment of the knight profession, craft items for blacksmiths and tailors were not expensive. Items concerning the scluptor profession were not even available.


Royal Road opened 15 months earlier. The players were still busy doing the hunting and adventure. Lee Hyun had never seen a handicraft profession.


70% of the continent is still not listed on the map, which is why many dungeons are unexplored, and many quests are unsolved. With endless opportunities in sight, few players dream of becoming handicrafts.


The Kingdom of Rosenheim is a relatively new territory, discovered only six months ago (according to real-world time). The expedition group that first saw the kingdom had obtained tremendous monetary gains.


Rosenheim is far from the center of the continent, has not been listed on the map and has abundant dungeons. So did the powerful monsters scattered within. This was the main reason why Lee Hyun chose Rosenheim to start his adventure.


“Am I late? No, I still have a chance to catch up,” he said inwardly.


Lee Hyun shook his head. While players compete to level up and fame, Lee Hyun has mastered swordsmanship in the real world and gathers information for an entire year to prepare. He did not want to sell his account anymore.


The procedure of online gaming account transactions is more complicated in virtual reality games where iris scans are taken to verify the identity of the player. Plus, Lee Hyun had to stay in the game to make a quick buck.


Royal Road will have to support his family financially for at least the next five years.


“If this continues, Royal Road will give my family allowances for five, no, ten years down the line. Then I'll send Hye Yeon to the best college. That's top priority. I did drop out of school, but Hye Yeon deserves a better life.” Strictly on himself.


The crane! The crane!


The phone rings loudly.


Lee Hyun looked around and realized that Grandma and Hye Yeon were outside the house, so he picked up the phone reluctantly.


"Hello. Who'sis this?"


“Lee Hyun, is that you? You still sound rude on the phone, man. It's me, Sanghoon.”


"Oh Sanghoon."


Lee Hyun recalled how long he had not heard this voice. "Since I dropped out of school" he thought bitterly.


"Hi how are you?" Lee Hyun asked.


“We have an alumni reunion tonight-”


“But--”


“No buts. You know why I quit school. I don't want to be in touch with the school anymore, okay?"


“…”


“I beg you, Sanghoon. From now on don't ever call me again."


Brak!


Lee Hyun put down the phone rudely, he did not forget to sigh deeply. It was a phone call she didn't want at all.


If only he had been given an MIB-type memory eraser, then without further ado he would have erased all of his High School memories. The worst memories and memories of his life.


Back then, Lee Hyun was often beaten and threatened by loan sharks. He had to sneak into school. He went to school at dawn and came home in the middle of the night as if being chased by a demon.


For a few days, Lee Hyun avoided loan sharks, but they were smarter than he thought. They had hired street robbers to suppress the teachers. Lee Hyun was even scolded by his homeroom class to pay off the debt right in front of his classmates.


The teacher even knelt down in front of Lee Hyun, begging with tears that he did not want to get involved in the madness.


“It was a crushing blow for me. I quit school the next day" muttered Lee Hyun weakly to himself.


Lee Hyun was a little curious as to what his schoolmates were like. But showing her face at the reunion will only relive the embarrassing moment.


"The reality is the only thing left for me is playing virtual reality games."


Lee Hyun finished his lunch quickly and played the game again.


...* * *...


Weed never missed his daily routine to stand guard in front of Councillor Rodriquez's manor from dawn to sunset. Who else can cope with boring days like this?


“What do you think about hunting in western valley? Hippie has a high level, but if we work together, they will be handled.”


"Heard you joined the expedition quest for the caravan heading towards Eline Village?"


“The price of troll blood has recently soared almost three times its usual price. I'm afraid a big war is coming."


Many conversations slipped into Weed's ears.


The horses neigh, carrying the chariot.


Because of sitting in a strategic place, Weed could get a lot of information from pedestrians. He learned about what was going on in the world. Without this kind of pleasure, he would have already given up.


When Weed attacked the scarecrow, he at least enjoyed the feeling of becoming stronger. It was torturing to himself to sit still under the hot sun.


"Didn't Buddha face a wall for a few days to meditate?" He was not out of thought because he experienced something similar while waiting for the appearance of Counselor Rodriguez.


For the past two days, Weed met Pale and Irene and went hunting together. They were not as strong as him, so they gained less EXP.


Still, they could hunt monsters freely, day and night. Thanks to their flexible schedule, they were chasing Weed's level.


30% bonus EXP at night was futile as monsters were also 50% stronger than during the day. Hunting during the day was more efficient for low-level players.


Plus, Weed felt punished for not determining his profession, so he could not learn any skills. He would be left behind at a skill level if he changed professions at a level higher than the average player. And also, his patience was tested by spending his precious time waiting in front of the concubine's residence.


"What can I do now? Sculpture mastery, sculpture-"


Weed looked around. He found a piece of wood that seemed to have fallen from the wheel of a carriage. After taking the wood, Weed activated the scluptor skill.


"Start!"


Strettstrett!


As Weed's hand began to sculpt, the wooden block began to form.


“What the fuck is this."


When the mastery sclupture was over, Weed let out a heavy sigh. The square piece of wood was trimmed again into smaller pieces.


"I'd better repeat it."


Weed picked up a new piece of wood and started re-sculpting. With his experience sewing in a textile factory, this was common to him. The sclupting knife is very sharp, with a little touch, he can carve the wood. After several experiments, Weed finally managed to sculpt a wooden block into a miniature sword.


The Sclupture Mastery skill increased!


Handicraft skill increased!


Two message windows appear in sequence. Weed understood one thing that he did not need to rely on the skill scluptor to sculpt an object, and when he used his skill, he had to clearly understand what form he was sculpting.


"I better train the sclupture mastery vigorously." To drive away the bored Weed gathered some wooden blocks and started sculpting them.


"It's fun."


Suddenly Weed recalled the days of elementary school, art teachers often praised him for being good at making things.


What Weed chiseled was usually useless, but some of them looked pretty decent even in his eyes. He spent the last five hours sculpting the wooden beams. It was strange for a man to sit while chopping wood with a chisel knife, but he felt it was better than spending time in vain.


Sclupture Mastery: Level 2.0%!


Allows to produce more complicated sculptures.


Lowering your failure rate in sculpting.


Weed's Handicraft skill and mastery sclupture leveled up quickly because his relatively low level had little EXP to level up.


"Wow." Weed's fascinated.


As his mastery sclupture level increased, various message windows appeared as he even sculpted the wooden beams.


Basic skills acquired.


Can cut in the shape of a circle or pattern as desired. Weed could choose one of the tips, which were processed automatically. Even if he made a mistake, the mastery sclupture skill would cover it up to perfect the final product.


Now he could sculpt a better statue. Weed sculpted the foxes and wolves that he hunted at night, it was easier than he thought, putting the finished animated statue next to him.


Weed's current sword mastery skill level was 2, but Zahab's Engraving Knife doubled it to 4.


The knife was a rare piece of equipment that made the scluptor willingly die to obtain it. The problem is no one cares. The sculptor profession is almost extinct. Even if there were, their levels were not too high either, so it felt pointless hoping to get a high price for Zahab's Engraving Knife.


When Weed finished one of the sculptures, a message window appeared.


New State: Art


"Art?"


Art: A gift for understanding beauty, art transforms food and sculpture into elegance in an aesthetic sense. Increase the value of art when seeing, hearing, smelling, feeling, touching something beautiful, or by creating a work of art.


“…”


Weed remained silent. After calculating the boundless potential promised by Art's status, he made a quick decision.


“Remove art statistics!”


Stat cannot be deleted.


"Damn it!"


The player cannot create statistics continuously. The maximum number of slots for stat is 15. Weed could not tolerate when one of his slots filled in vain with Art stat. He plans to fill his slots with what he really needs.


'Lack of Ajar!'


Because Weed did not care about the art statistics. He swore he would never hand out any stat bonus points to her. He was relieved to know that the statistics would automatically increase, even if he did not know how it worked.


Weed continued to sculpt the wooden beams. He was more interested in the handicraft skill produced than his sclupture mantery skill.


'The culture mastery is useless. But handicraft skills are very useful for any skill. The skill could increase sword attacks and archery by relying on the hands. I can make any craft.'


Skill handicraft is an important skill to make everything, anywhere and anytime.


Handicraft: Level 3.0%!


Allows you to learn cooking and renting skills.


Increases the attack power of close range and long range weapons. (+3% ATK)


Increase attack power with bare hands. (+5% ATK)


Weed's handicraft skill reached level 3 because the sculpting art helped him gain EXP faster.


"It finally paid off my hard work."


Weed was satisfied with the rapid increase in his handicraft skill level. The artwork he produced was level 4 thanks to the Knife sclupting Zahab, although the mastery slupture was actually his main factor.


Skill cooking and sewing will also improve handicraft skills, but still not comparable to the prowess of sclupture mastery.


Simply put, sclupture mastery is very important to improve handicraft skills. But, no one wants to bother learning sclupture mastery to improve handicraft skills.


“Sial, I will never learn to sew. I hate it!"


Weed considered it positive to learn basic cooking skills in order to enjoy delicious food with free recipes on the internet. Then buying fresh groceries at a nearby market, and cooking them yourself is cheaper than eating at a fancy restaurant. The nutrition is also much better if made alone for hunting supplies for a week or more. Unlike instant food, it cannot recover its HP to the fullest.


Unfortunately Weed was haunted by bitter memories while working in a textile factory back then, so he refrained from learning the skill of renting.


“I hate sewing more than anyone. I'll never touch that damned thing, "Secret to myself.


Due to being too focused on sculpting, Weed didn't notice when the few people in front of him started to focus on him.


“Wow, it's beautiful.”


"Looks like real."


“I've never seen a work of art look so alive before.”


Weed looked up and found some people staring at his statue with amazed eyes. A little girl pointed at the rabbit statue. "Hi Ahjussi, is this for sale?"


Weed gently said that he was still a teenager not an old man. But it was possible that he looked old in the little girl's eyes, so Weed chose to ignore him. "Yes, which one do you want, little girl?" Weed's words sounded sweet because he smelled money.


“I want that one. How much?"


"This-" While handing over the rabbit statue, Weed's heart felt a dilemma to determine the exact price.


Sell the statues for profit now, or let them end up in the trash. Finally he decided to sell it, "The price is this much." Weed showed two fingers.


"2 silvers? It's cheaper than I thought." The girl handed over the money and took the statue. “This rabbit is very funny. I'll keep it as a souvenir.”


Weed was stunned to hear it, he stared at the little girl's departure, because he paid with silver when he meant copper. The profit is 100 times.


“Hey, I want to buy one.”


"I also want to buy, that's 2 fox statues."


The sculpture Weed sold out sweet. The small ones are valued at 2 silver, the big ones are 3 silver. The fox and rabbit statues he hunted around the Fort were more popular than those in the form of swords or shields. Customers prefer cute ones to be used as souvenirs.


100 Players could easily earn some gold a day. For them, 2 silver is very cheap.


The stock of the statue ran out quickly.


“Can you make me a nine-tailed fox-shaped statue?"


Weed pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. The request is not as difficult as it sounds. The shape of the fox as usual plus nine tails, is not difficult.


"Yes sir. But have to pay extra on order."


"How much?"


"5 silver."


After the word 'five' came out of his mouth, Weed regretted that he might overdo it, but the buyer quickly replied.


"All right, I agree. Then you have to make it look really beautiful."


In the Fort there is a sculpture shop, but there are only statues that are the size of a human, sometimes decorated with gold and jewels, most players can not afford it. Since no other player was interested in sclupture mastery, the sculptures sculpted by Weed had their own value.


“Wow, this is cool.” The people who bought the statue were very excited to admire the statue he bought.


“May I ask what your name is? So, when I want to buy again, I'll look for you.”


“Weed - Weed Sculptors. If you want to have a statue you like, please call me."


"thank you. See you soon."


Before the sun set, rumors about Weed's scluptor spread to the far end of the Citadel and many came to visit Weed.


"That's it."


"I want you to make some sculptures for us."


Weed had only obtained 4 silver hunts overnight, but one or two statues made more money now. It only took 10 minutes to sculpt the statue. The material cost was even small, it was a very profitable trade.


The next day, Weed stopped by the wooden shop and bought a large amount of wood. He began mass producing sculptures. As the handicraft skill and sclupture mastery increased, the sculptures became more refined and beautiful.


Certainly, with his high ability, his sculptures sold faster and at a higher price. Successful masterpieces, one or two out of a thousand works of art, can sometimes go to auction. His opinion of sculpture mastery changed slightly.


'A side job to get enough pocket money satisfied.'