LMS: Volume 15 Chapter 9
This chapter was brought to you by AnmesicCat, Grisia, Lei, and ThunderHamster. Special thanks to BeatJumper.
Sculptor of Hell
The place Weed and Smith arrived at after passing through a black gate was a jet-black stone mountain without a single growing tree .
It was definitely not going to be a normal stone mountain.
The stone was jet black with holes all over, and a river flowed through the area.
– Waaaaah.
– Save us. Save us.
– Let me escape from this pain.
The river cried out. It was wailing like a ghost.
‘Is this the River of Lamentation?’
There were quite a number of sculptures on the stone mountain.
Like evil, murderous antagonists, they were sculptures creepy enough to make demons tremble!
The neck of a mother embracing her child was cut off. The mother and daughter were not Human, but Orcs. The Trolls were stabbing each other with spears. Humans were waging war en masse. Even a scene of a village being plundered and burned down was expressed through sculptures.
Following the flow of the river, groups of sculptures were lined up, and continued on endlessly.
“Ahem.”
It was enough to make even the likes of Weed grimace.
Some sculptures only depicted negative scenes that weren’t positive at all. For a normal person, it was at a level where one couldn’t help but feel repulsed.
But the one sculpture Weed liked and could understand was provokingly depicting a slaver. The sculpture of the man was ignoring the scrawny kids and enjoying a steak by himself. The kids, who looked like slaves, were eating barley bread at most.
“If you don’t have money then you will starve! They must be treating them well to give them barley bread…”
It was a sculpture evoking 100% of Weed’s sympathy!
Those kids might be considered lucky to be enslaved under the wicked trader. Because if it was Weed, he might not have even given them a single bowl of porridge!
The procession of sculptures continued endlessly down the River of Lamentation. The river made more rough and raspy groaning noises as it flowed downstream.
– Waaaaah.
– Kill me. Kill me.
When Weed looked after approaching the river, he saw it wasn’t normal water. Deep inside the river, ghosts of all kinds of monsters and humans were intactly flowing down the river. They had expressions of distress difficult to see even in the chilling horror of a haunted house.
Smith approached and said, “Maybe it’s the influence of the sculptures?”
“What?”
“I’m talking ‘bout the artwork. The basics of artwork is to move emotions. These sculptures are making the river wail.”
They were words Weed could relate to.
The sculptor’s feelings were buried into a sculpture. They all looked like the same sculptures, but they were actually very different.
A person who keeps waking up at night will definitely look haggard. But there’s no reason for a girl who receives a confession from someone she really loves to appear haggard.
Hopes and aspirations. Feelings full of affection!
Even if the subject was the same, a sculpture will convey a completely different mood depending on the feeling it was sculpted with. It was something as natural as a poem written by a poet or an author’s writing conveying a different mood depending on their feelings.
A work of art can move the emotions.
If a person’s house was filled with gloomy drawings or sculptures, of course they would also feel depressed and wouldn’t be motivated, either. If their house was filled with negative sculptures, they wouldn’t even want to get up in the morning. It might be a momentary impulse or simply a feeling, but after several years, several decades, it could definitely change a person.
“It’s the topography.”
“Huh?”
“Shall I say it’s similar to how an apartment overlooking the Han River is more expensive?”
“What do you mean?”
“The better the view, the more expensive the apartment gets. Well, it’s something like that.”
Weed thought he could understand.
If artwork could convey emotion, it was hard to see sculptures made with evil intent, could have given the river a good influence.
Sculptures created by the topography!
Weed was experiencing just about everything as he lived.
“Traditionally, there’s nothing as accurate as an apartment’s price. Besides, we should find out where this place is.”
It was at that time.
Ding!
– The Entrance to Hell.
You have entered the River of Lamentation.
The end of the continent where living beings can breathe.
It is the place where the Priests of the Matallost Church lead the dead to hell.
“Oh my.”
Smith shrugged his shoulders.
“So this is the end of the human continent. I’ve never been here even while working as a mercenary… At least gimme a bottle of liquor. With this, the boasts you can make to your friends at drinking parties have grown. Haw-haw!”
Smith was delighted as he drank.
Weed exhaled a deep sigh.
After wandering here and there, he was now at the entrance of hell. And with a drunk, no less.
‘No wonder the surroundings looked so strange…’
The eerie atmosphere was slightly similar to when he went to Todeum!
He couldn’t feel any traces of humans, and it was incomparably desolate and bleak.
Weed tried pulling out a compass, but the needle just spun around and around without settling. He couldn’t even discern the position of the stars in the sky.
‘I won’t even be able to return like this…’
Weed walked along the River of Lamentation with Smith.
At least a thousand sculptures were grouped thematically along the river.
He couldn’t find any positive sculpture no matter how hard he looked. When he approached a sculpture of a beautiful and adorable lady, the moment he took a closer look, he was able to confirm a shocking scene.
That cute lady was spitting! She was also clutching a frog in her hand. It was an indescribable scene, plunging him into an emotional shock.
There was also a grotesque scene of muscular women playing soccer. Of course, the soccer ball was an Ogre’s head!
Weed identified to check the information of the sculptures.
“Identify!”
Ding!
Sculpture of Shameful Ogres
The work of a little known Sculptor. Ogres were Kings of the forests and mountains. With the pride they hold for their territory, they will show a savage attitude towards invaders.
However, because of a commission from the Matallost Church, they were sculpted in this manner instead.
If Ogres were to see this, it would make them seethe with rage and resentment.
Artistic Value: None at all
Special Effect: Stimulates the sadness of the Ogres.
– Waaaaaaaaaah.
The groaning sound of the River of Lamentations only amplified as they continued down the river.
On the second day at the River of Lamentations, Weed found some ruins. The temple of the Matallost Church!
The temple of the church which was thought to have completely disappeared from the face of the continent was here.
The building, which he estimated to be made out of marble, was completely no more than a ruin. It was hazardously built like it was going to collapse at any moment, so it made him worry about entering.
“Summon Death Knight!”
Death Knight appeared with a puff of smoke and raised his sword.
“You called. Master.”
“You, go in there. If there are any living humans or monsters, come out immediately and report.”
“Understood.”
It might lower his Intimacy with Death Knight a little, but seeing they had spent a long time in each other’s company, they were connected through sticky and tough situations.
After searching the temple interior thoroughly, Death Knight came out.
“There is no one inside. Master.”
“Really?”
LMS: ปริมาตร 15 บท 9 บทนี้ถูกนำมาให้คุณ โดย AnmesicCat, Grisia, Lei และ ThunderHamster พิเศษด้วยระบบ BeatJumperประติมากรของนรกวัชพืชและสมิธมาถึงหลังจากผ่านประตูสีดำ jet-black หินภูเขาไม่ มีต้นไม้เติบโตเดียวกันมันมีแน่นอนไม่ไปเป็นภูเขาหินปกติหินดำกับหลุมมากกว่าเจ็ท และแม่น้ำไหลผ่านในพื้นที่-Waaaaah-บันทึกเรา บันทึกเรา-ผมหนีจากความเจ็บปวดนี้แม่น้ำทูล มันถูก wailing เช่นผี"นี่แม่ Lamentation 'มีจำนวนเป็นประติมากรรมบนภูเขาหินเช่นตัวร้าย murderous พวกประติมากรรมน่าขนลุกมากพอที่จะทำให้ปีศาจที่สั่นเครือคอของแม่กอดลูกของเธอถูกตัดออก แม่และลูกสาวไม่มนุษย์ แต่ Orcs Trolls ถูกแทงกัน ด้วยหอก มนุษย์ได้ทำสงครามมี แม้ฉากหมู่บ้านที่ถูกปล้น และเผาลงถูกแสดงผ่านรูปปั้นต่อการไหลของน้ำ กลุ่มหนึ่งถูกเรียงกัน แล้วต่อไม่รู้จบ"Ahem"มันก็เพียงพอที่จะทำให้ยิ่งชอบของวัชพืช grimaceประติมากรรมบางเท่าแสดงภาพลบที่ไม่บวกเลย สำหรับคนปกติ ได้ในระดับที่หนึ่งไม่สามารถช่วย แต่รู้สึก repulsedแต่ประติมากรรมหนึ่งชอบวัชพืช และสามารถเข้าใจได้แสดง slaver เป็น provokingly ประติมากรรมของมนุษย์ถูกละเว้นเด็ก scrawny และเพลิดเพลินกับสเต็กเอง สำหรับเด็ก ที่ดูเหมือนทาส ได้กินขนมปังข้าวบาร์เลย์มากที่สุด"ถ้าคุณไม่มีเงิน แล้วคุณจะอด พวกเขาต้องถูกรักษาไว้อย่างดีเพื่อให้ขนมปังข้าวบาร์เลย์... "มันเป็นประติมากรรมแบบ evoking 100% ของวัชพืชเห็นใจเด็กเหล่านั้นอาจถือว่าโชคดีเป็น enslaved ภายใต้ผู้คนชั่ว เพราะถ้ามันเป็นวัชพืช เขาอาจไม่ได้ให้พวกเขา เดียวกระปุกของข้าวต้มขบวนของประติมากรรมอย่างต่อเนื่องไม่รู้จบลงแม่น้ำ Lamentation แม่น้ำทำอย่างคร่าว ๆ และ raspy groaning เสียงเกิดขึ้นน้ำ-Waaaaah-ฆ่าฉัน ฆ่าฉันเลยเมื่อวัชพืชแป๊บเดียวใกล้แม่น้ำ เขาเห็นมันไม่ได้น้ำ ลึกน้ำ ผีทุกชนิดของมอนสเตอร์และมนุษย์ก็ intactly สามารถไหลลงแม่น้ำ มีนิพจน์ของความทุกข์ยากที่จะเห็นในสยองขวัญชื่นของสิงสมิธทาบทาม และกล่าว ว่า "อาจจะเป็นอิทธิพลของประติมากรรม""อะไร""ฉันพูด ' แข่งขันงานศิลปะ พื้นฐานของงานศิลปะคือการ ย้ายอารมณ์ ประติมากรรมเหล่านี้กำลังทำ wail ริเวอร์"พวกวัชพืชอาจเกี่ยวข้องกับคำความรู้สึกของประติมากรถูกฝังลงในประติมากรรม พวกเขาทั้งหมดดูเหมือนรูปปั้นเหมือน แต่พวกเขาจะแตกต่างกันมากคนจะตื่นในเวลากลางคืนจะดู haggard แน่นอน แต่มีเหตุผลสำหรับผู้หญิงที่ได้รับคำสารภาพจากคนเธอรักฟัง haggardความหวังและความปรารถนา ความรู้สึกของจิตแม้ว่าเรื่อง ประติมากรรมจะถ่ายทอดอารมณ์อย่างสมบูรณ์แตกต่างกันขึ้นอยู่กับความรู้สึกนั้นได้แกะสลักด้วย มันเป็นสิ่งที่เป็นธรรมชาติเป็นบทกวีเขียน โดยกวีหรือการผู้เขียนถ่ายทอดอารมณ์ที่แตกต่างกันขึ้นอยู่กับความรู้สึกของพวกเขางานศิลปะสามารถย้ายอารมณ์บ้านของคนก็เต็มไป ด้วยรูปปั้นหรือภาพวาดที่มืดมน แน่นอนพวกเขาจะยังรู้สึกหดหู่เศร้า แล้วจะไม่เป็นแรงจูงใจ อย่างใดอย่างหนึ่ง ถ้าบ้านของพวกเขาก็เต็มไป ด้วยประติมากรรมลบ แม้พวกเขาจะไม่ต้องลุกขึ้นตอนเช้า อาจเป็นเพียงความรู้สึกหรือกระแสชั่วขณะ แต่หลังจากหลายปี มาหลายทศวรรษ มันไม่แน่นอนเปลี่ยนคน"มันเป็นภูมิประเทศ""ฮะ""จะฉันพูดก็คล้ายกับว่าแพงกว่าอพาร์ทเมนท์สามารถมองเห็นแม่น้ำฮาน""ไม่คุณหมายถึงอะไร""ยิ่งดีมุมมอง มีราคาแพงมากอพาร์ทเมนท์ได้รับการ ดี มันเป็นสิ่งที่ต้องการ"วัชพืชคิดว่า เขาสามารถเข้าใจถ้างานศิลปะสามารถถ่ายทอดอารมณ์ มันยากที่จะเห็นรูปปั้นที่ทำ ด้วยเจตนาร้าย อาจให้แม่อิทธิพลดีต่อประติมากรรมที่สร้าง โดยภูมิประเทศวัชพืชพบเพียงเกี่ยวกับทุกอย่างเขาอาศัยอยู่“Traditionally, there’s nothing as accurate as an apartment’s price. Besides, we should find out where this place is.”It was at that time.Ding!– The Entrance to Hell.You have entered the River of Lamentation.The end of the continent where living beings can breathe.It is the place where the Priests of the Matallost Church lead the dead to hell.“Oh my.”Smith shrugged his shoulders.“So this is the end of the human continent. I’ve never been here even while working as a mercenary… At least gimme a bottle of liquor. With this, the boasts you can make to your friends at drinking parties have grown. Haw-haw!”Smith was delighted as he drank.Weed exhaled a deep sigh.After wandering here and there, he was now at the entrance of hell. And with a drunk, no less.‘No wonder the surroundings looked so strange…’The eerie atmosphere was slightly similar to when he went to Todeum!He couldn’t feel any traces of humans, and it was incomparably desolate and bleak.Weed tried pulling out a compass, but the needle just spun around and around without settling. He couldn’t even discern the position of the stars in the sky.‘I won’t even be able to return like this…’Weed walked along the River of Lamentation with Smith.At least a thousand sculptures were grouped thematically along the river.He couldn’t find any positive sculpture no matter how hard he looked. When he approached a sculpture of a beautiful and adorable lady, the moment he took a closer look, he was able to confirm a shocking scene.That cute lady was spitting! She was also clutching a frog in her hand. It was an indescribable scene, plunging him into an emotional shock.There was also a grotesque scene of muscular women playing soccer. Of course, the soccer ball was an Ogre’s head!Weed identified to check the information of the sculptures.“Identify!”Ding!Sculpture of Shameful OgresThe work of a little known Sculptor. Ogres were Kings of the forests and mountains. With the pride they hold for their territory, they will show a savage attitude towards invaders.However, because of a commission from the Matallost Church, they were sculpted in this manner instead.If Ogres were to see this, it would make them seethe with rage and resentment.Artistic Value: None at allSpecial Effect: Stimulates the sadness of the Ogres.– Waaaaaaaaaah.The groaning sound of the River of Lamentations only amplified as they continued down the river.On the second day at the River of Lamentations, Weed found some ruins. The temple of the Matallost Church!The temple of the church which was thought to have completely disappeared from the face of the continent was here.The building, which he estimated to be made out of marble, was completely no more than a ruin. It was hazardously built like it was going to collapse at any moment, so it made him worry about entering.“Summon Death Knight!”Death Knight appeared with a puff of smoke and raised his sword.“You called. Master.”“You, go in there. If there are any living humans or monsters, come out immediately and report.”“Understood.”It might lower his Intimacy with Death Knight a little, but seeing they had spent a long time in each other’s company, they were connected through sticky and tough situations.After searching the temple interior thoroughly, Death Knight came out.“There is no one inside. Master.”“Really?”
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