Weed made an arrogant smile.
He thought his current self would look very cool.
Weed riding on an Ice Dragon!
Cape was fluttering with wind and the Armor of Tallok had more shine as well.
To make things even better, the sky was turning red with the sunset.
The scenery was perfect with lighting and items adding onto the effect.
There’s no way to look anything other than handsome when looking up from below.
Of course, he wasn’t considering Bingryong, who was barely able to endure having Weed alone get onto his back, at all.
Weed suddenly had the urge to sing.
“I can’t resist singing in such a place.”
He took out Serena’s Harp he got from Rhodium.
Diriring!
Weed’s hand moved skillfully on the harp.
The harp sang with a clear sound.
Under the sky with sunset, playing the harp while sitting on an Ice Dragon.
Isn’t this the look of a hero!
It was a beautiful scene that would only appear from a drunken poets’ stories.
Weed glanced at Seoyoon.
‘If it’s this much she might get fantasies about me.’
If he showed such capability and sense, it was possible.
Plus, if it’s this beautiful of a scenery, maybe she’ll come to like him.
Diriring. Diririri!
Weed continued to play harp looking at the sinking sun.
Drunk in the mood.
Weed’s harp playing skill wasn’t really bad.
He played few songs with the harp he had for a long time, so his skill increased.
After he played the harp Weed smiled.
His heart beat. To become a hero of this beautiful scenery. He felt excited.
Weed yelled toward Avelon and Seoyoon who were on ground.
“Let’s go to the Valley of Death. Ride on this Ice Dragon!”
"........"
Seoyoon didn’t say a word. She just took turn looking at Weed and Bingryong and stirred her head.
Weed offered once again.
“It’s fine. He’s my servant, so none of what you’re worrying about will happen. You don’t have to be afraid. You can ride him without any worries!”
They rode onto Bingryong and flew straight to the Valley of Death.
This was the transportation Weed planned on!
Alveron rode onto Bingryong without any problem.
But Seoyoon stood where she was and didn’t ride onto Bingryong.
“Hm!”
Weed felt a bit disappointed.
‘It would be a lot of help if I could bring her.’
The Berserker's focus in a battle!
He could never forget the way she massacred the monsters.
But he didn’t really think Seoyoon would be necessary.
‘I completed all the quests no matter how hard they were.’
Of course, he had to go through all kinds of hardships.
All the effort he put to somehow complete quests starting from nothing went by his head.
The memory of him fighting against the Death Knight to recover Freya’s holy item in Lavias, and the memory of taking care of the Paladins for months to exorcise the True Blood Vampires.
The exciting moment when he fought against the Legions of Undead, commanding Orcs at the Plains of Despair.
There was Mapan’s indirect help, but he was always alone in critical moments.
There was no need to be disheartened because Seoyoon wouldn’t be with him.
Weed decided.
‘If she doesn’t want to, there’s no need to force her. It’s bit of a disappointment though.’
If she says she can’t go with him, he can’t force her to go with him.
Weed told Seoyoon after making the decision.
“Rest at Morata. I’ll finish and return quickly...... Let’s go, Bingryong!”
That as a signal, Bingryong opened up his wings.
Bingryong was barely standing at that point.
Since he didn’t have any strength left in arms or legs, flying in the sky was comparatively easier for him.
With Weed and Alveron on his back, Bingryong flew up to the sky.
After about 3 hours!
“Achoo!”
“Cough!”
Weed and Alveron returned to where they started riding on Bingryong and shaking.
You have caught a serious cold.Physical ability decreased by 45%
Skill effect decreased by 60%The cold can develop into other sickness.
The maximum possible health and mana decreased.
When using Sculpting skill, there’s a possibility of sculptures breaking due to the cold.
With the cold that he never wanted to get again as a bonus!
The reason why everything turned like this was simple.
Bingryong was pretty fast in the sky.
The problem was Weed or Alveron who were riding on top of it had to shake in the cold.
It was cold enough just standing, but they flew through the sky at an incredible speed.
The higher the altitude, the temperature dropped and the wind got harsher.
In the end, they returned unable to endure any more.
As if she knew, Seoyoon was waiting at the spot with a campfire lit.
“Achoo!”
Weed approached the campfire as he coughed.
The old saying was right. If the head was bad, the body had to go through hardships.
Seoyoon thought as she lit campfire.
She was used to camping alone.
Watching carefully if there’s monsters around, she collected wood, lit the fire, and cooked an edible food.
She learned how to cook in the wooden house from the Instructor’s wife.
Since that was when she first met Weed, she can say there was some sort of deep relationship.
Cooking for only one.
She only ate to make hunger disappear, so she only had to cook little.
Recipes were simple too, so she used what she got from hunting.
If she got sick of it, then she ate bread she bought from store or picked wild berries.
Due to such, her cooking skill didn’t go over beginner level 3.
Then, she ate more than necessary as she ate Weed’s cooked food.
‘Delicious.’
It wasn’t so bad to eat food made with someone’s care instead of food made to just rid of hunger.
‘pfft.’
When she was lightly thinking of such, she almost laughed out loud when she saw Weed and Alveron appear.
Their faces and whole bodies were covered with frost. They came back looking like poor frozen rats.
Even if it was Seoyoon, their appearance was horrible enough to make her laugh.
Weed walked with Seoyoon and Alveron toward the Valley of Death.
Using the information gotten from Morata, they moved only using safe areas.
He enjoyed fighting against monsters, but there is a right timing for everything.
They couldn't slow down to hunt while not even knowing what monsters come out from what area.
In the morning they walked while eating, and at night, they crawled into a cave or raised a tent to escape the coldness.
March full of hardship!
Weed made an arrogant smile.
He thought his current self would look very cool.
Weed riding on an Ice Dragon!
Cape was fluttering with wind and the Armor of Tallok had more shine as well.
To make things even better, the sky was turning red with the sunset.
The scenery was perfect with lighting and items adding onto the effect.
There’s no way to look anything other than handsome when looking up from below.
Of course, he wasn’t considering Bingryong, who was barely able to endure having Weed alone get onto his back, at all.
Weed suddenly had the urge to sing.
“I can’t resist singing in such a place.”
He took out Serena’s Harp he got from Rhodium.
Diriring!
Weed’s hand moved skillfully on the harp.
The harp sang with a clear sound.
Under the sky with sunset, playing the harp while sitting on an Ice Dragon.
Isn’t this the look of a hero!
It was a beautiful scene that would only appear from a drunken poets’ stories.
Weed glanced at Seoyoon.
‘If it’s this much she might get fantasies about me.’
If he showed such capability and sense, it was possible.
Plus, if it’s this beautiful of a scenery, maybe she’ll come to like him.
Diriring. Diririri!
Weed continued to play harp looking at the sinking sun.
Drunk in the mood.
Weed’s harp playing skill wasn’t really bad.
He played few songs with the harp he had for a long time, so his skill increased.
After he played the harp Weed smiled.
His heart beat. To become a hero of this beautiful scenery. He felt excited.
Weed yelled toward Avelon and Seoyoon who were on ground.
“Let’s go to the Valley of Death. Ride on this Ice Dragon!”
"........"
Seoyoon didn’t say a word. She just took turn looking at Weed and Bingryong and stirred her head.
Weed offered once again.
“It’s fine. He’s my servant, so none of what you’re worrying about will happen. You don’t have to be afraid. You can ride him without any worries!”
They rode onto Bingryong and flew straight to the Valley of Death.
This was the transportation Weed planned on!
Alveron rode onto Bingryong without any problem.
But Seoyoon stood where she was and didn’t ride onto Bingryong.
“Hm!”
Weed felt a bit disappointed.
‘It would be a lot of help if I could bring her.’
The Berserker's focus in a battle!
He could never forget the way she massacred the monsters.
But he didn’t really think Seoyoon would be necessary.
‘I completed all the quests no matter how hard they were.’
Of course, he had to go through all kinds of hardships.
All the effort he put to somehow complete quests starting from nothing went by his head.
The memory of him fighting against the Death Knight to recover Freya’s holy item in Lavias, and the memory of taking care of the Paladins for months to exorcise the True Blood Vampires.
The exciting moment when he fought against the Legions of Undead, commanding Orcs at the Plains of Despair.
There was Mapan’s indirect help, but he was always alone in critical moments.
There was no need to be disheartened because Seoyoon wouldn’t be with him.
Weed decided.
‘If she doesn’t want to, there’s no need to force her. It’s bit of a disappointment though.’
If she says she can’t go with him, he can’t force her to go with him.
Weed told Seoyoon after making the decision.
“Rest at Morata. I’ll finish and return quickly...... Let’s go, Bingryong!”
That as a signal, Bingryong opened up his wings.
Bingryong was barely standing at that point.
Since he didn’t have any strength left in arms or legs, flying in the sky was comparatively easier for him.
With Weed and Alveron on his back, Bingryong flew up to the sky.
After about 3 hours!
“Achoo!”
“Cough!”
Weed and Alveron returned to where they started riding on Bingryong and shaking.
You have caught a serious cold.Physical ability decreased by 45%
Skill effect decreased by 60%The cold can develop into other sickness.
The maximum possible health and mana decreased.
When using Sculpting skill, there’s a possibility of sculptures breaking due to the cold.
With the cold that he never wanted to get again as a bonus!
The reason why everything turned like this was simple.
Bingryong was pretty fast in the sky.
The problem was Weed or Alveron who were riding on top of it had to shake in the cold.
It was cold enough just standing, but they flew through the sky at an incredible speed.
The higher the altitude, the temperature dropped and the wind got harsher.
In the end, they returned unable to endure any more.
As if she knew, Seoyoon was waiting at the spot with a campfire lit.
“Achoo!”
Weed approached the campfire as he coughed.
The old saying was right. If the head was bad, the body had to go through hardships.
Seoyoon thought as she lit campfire.
She was used to camping alone.
Watching carefully if there’s monsters around, she collected wood, lit the fire, and cooked an edible food.
She learned how to cook in the wooden house from the Instructor’s wife.
Since that was when she first met Weed, she can say there was some sort of deep relationship.
Cooking for only one.
She only ate to make hunger disappear, so she only had to cook little.
Recipes were simple too, so she used what she got from hunting.
If she got sick of it, then she ate bread she bought from store or picked wild berries.
Due to such, her cooking skill didn’t go over beginner level 3.
Then, she ate more than necessary as she ate Weed’s cooked food.
‘Delicious.’
It wasn’t so bad to eat food made with someone’s care instead of food made to just rid of hunger.
‘pfft.’
When she was lightly thinking of such, she almost laughed out loud when she saw Weed and Alveron appear.
Their faces and whole bodies were covered with frost. They came back looking like poor frozen rats.
Even if it was Seoyoon, their appearance was horrible enough to make her laugh.
Weed walked with Seoyoon and Alveron toward the Valley of Death.
Using the information gotten from Morata, they moved only using safe areas.
He enjoyed fighting against monsters, but there is a right timing for everything.
They couldn't slow down to hunt while not even knowing what monsters come out from what area.
In the morning they walked while eating, and at night, they crawled into a cave or raised a tent to escape the coldness.
March full of hardship!
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