“Uwaaah!” At the end, Weed even burst into tears!
‘I threw away the opportunity for a real jackpot!’
He had left the Morata region through the teleport gate and arrived at Somren Liberty City. Right at the moment he emerged from the gate, a thought flashed through his head.
‘I won’t be able to use the effects of the Bingryong statue or the Ice Beauty statue any longer. That’s a pity.’
They were sculptures that had taken him over a month to make. The Bingryong statue’s incredible size, its overwhelming majesty, and its various options as well, were really amazing.
Thanks to the options attached to the sculpture, his hunting had truly sped up by more than half as much.
‘So why the hell didn’t I bring it with me?!’
The Bingryong statue was too large to bring. However, he should have somehow brought the Ice Beauty statue with him.
If he tried to sell the Ice Beauty statue that increased the recovery speed of both health and mana, people would have lined up to buy it.
As the material was ice, it would melt with the passage of time, but if magic with ice preservation properties were used, the appearance of the sculpture could be maintained.
As the options attached to the sculpture could be stacked with the effects from bracelets or rings, even the effects from other items could be stacked.
Nobody would be able to guess how much money he could have received if that Ice Beauty statue had been sold.
‘Sob… It’s because I’m too much of a nice, naive, and kind person that such a tragedy had to occur.’
Though he continued to regret it while jumping up and down in fury, it was already too late.
A nice and pleasant person. Weed saw that as being no different to a fool.
Someone who was shamelessly devious, despicable, and dishonorable, but rich. Wouldn’t this kind of life be what you should truly aim for?
‘It’s not too late. From now on, you have to be tougher, Weed. Though it’s unfair that we had to become a sculptor, if we ignore all the advantages of being a sculptor, we won’t survive.’
Weed reaffirmed his life’s goal.
He had returned to the church of Freya together with Alveron and all the priests, who up until now had been watching Weed’s crazy behavior.
Some were frowning and others had frightened expressions. Like this, weren’t they even slowly edging away? So, even the NPCs were avoiding Weed.
“Ahem.”
Weed straightened his clothes and returned to his usual appearance of an adventurer out to punish evil and on a righteous mission.
“Then let’s go and meet the High Priest.”