Weed spent a lot of time familiarizing himself with Moonlight Sculpting.
His sculpting skill was almost at the next level, and he was getting better at handling the light. As there were a lot of sculptures that he wanted to create and give life to, he immersed himself into sculpting.
If his level and Art stat wouldn’t get decreased, he couldn’t stop sculpting.
On his last day of creating sculptures, a lot of Dwarves came again as usual.
“I suppose I should make some swords if the sculptor is working hard.”
Motivated by Weed, the other Blacksmith Dwarves started to work hard to increase their Blacksmithing skills.
“It’s beautiful.”
Today as well, Pin and Herman were right beside Weed, watching as he sculpted.
Fundamentally, making sculptures took skill.
If you created sculptures for hundreds of days, you’d be lying if there was nothing in your hands.
Due to his skill level in Sculpting and Handicraft, Weed was able to make wooden sculptures without much effort. Wood, his most familiar material, came alive in Weed’s hands.
“What do you think of art?”
Weed answered Herman’s question frankly.
“It’s a useless skill that brings no money.”
“But there are cases of extremely rich artists. Watch the news and you’ll see paintings 100 thousand dollar’s worth.”
“Well, ordinarily those drawings are sold after their makers are dead. Works that are worth hundreds, maybe thousands—why does it matter if they’re sold? You’ll already be dead.”
Weed spoke bluntly.
“While drawing the picture, the level of hunger he suffered is only known to the artist. If his family starved along with him, it would really be his fault.”
“But isn’t it thanks to those famished experiences that the greatest masterpieces of the world were made?”
“Whether it be paintings or sculptures, neither would be able to fill the table with food to eat.”
As he was thinking his point wasn’t getting across, Herman smacked his lips.
“Everyone has their own way of thinking… but, there is value to doing something no one else has done before while living your life.”
“I don’t really know.”
“Having lived to this age, I think I can finally understand. Life isn’t simply about eating and living, it’s about pursuing at least one thing you truly want to do, and if you do it, you’ll have succeeded in life…”