‘He’ll try to make it difficult as possible so there’ll be a lot of things to cover.’
However, instead of describing features, the man who had the appearance of a bandit began a dialog.
“The child’s mother is really beautiful. Her eyes are very clear, kind…a wife that’s...really too good for me.”
“……”
“It was when she and I have been married for five years. Although it was a bit late, she had our long awaited pregnancy, we had a day set to give birth too, you know. But…”
“But?”
“We went to the hospital to have a screening done, and found out that she had become sick.”
The man began shedding tears.
“We went through the surgery and cure her of her illness, but we had to give up on the child. Due to the shock at the time, her body became unable to carry a child again.”
“……”
“Please carve her for me. Then she could have had a child. Our daughter, our world most beloved daughter, I would be happy with just a look of my daughter’s appearance…carve her for me. Euheoheoheoheong!”
The man dropped his neck and cried.
The users who were listening nearby in the middle of the street were also moved to tears.
“D, da, damn it!”
“Ima go hunt as much as I can.”
“Damn the Monsters. Ima kill you all.”
Filled with such overwhelming emotion that they wanted to take it all out on the Monsters.
Weed’s face paled with tension.
“My sculpture…are you going to keep it for yourself? Or will you show it to your dear wife also?”
“I will show it to her.”
“So she is on Royal Road…”
The man wiped his tears with his sleeves.
“Yes, she’s on with me. And I came here hearing of Sculptor nim’s reputation. But us…don’t worry about us. We are not crazy. Simply, our daughter, we just want to see our most beloved daughter in this game world, because we want to at least share our goodbyes. This way, we can have our peace of mind as well as something unforgettable…our daughter, we want to see her for the first, and the last time. I know, this is foolish and awkward and stupid. I know, but, I..but…”
The bandit-like man assert once again.
“What do you want in return for carving my daughter? I’ll give you the amount of your choosing, just please carve our daughter for us.”
Again, the man shed oodles of tears as he begged.
Weed spoke as he sighs.
“I will not make you a piece right now.”
“Money, is it because I lack money? I will pay you 10, no, 20 times more than other people.”
“That’s not what I mean. For me also, in this case, I’m not ready; and I don’t think a stick of wood is appropriate to carve your daughter.”
“Then…”
Weed once made an ice sculpture. It was of ice: sharp, and pretty, but was still cold. The coldness even penetrate him through his chest.
He realized then that the material of the sculpture influences the atmosphere of the whole composition.
“A lifeless piece of wood is a hardened thing that does not the disburse warmth. Even though, even if it'll be just once, it need to somehow represent family. Then, toward that goal…a piece made out of wood cannot do so.”
Weed continued on decisively.
“Something that's not cold…something that the warmth of life can be felt…not some hardened material. Through that mean, for the two of you, the piece can really be your beloved daughter. So I must prepare. I will do my best, but I cannot promise when it will be completed.”
The man sigh dramatically.
The situation was somewhat different than what he expected, but he could feel that Weed said what he did by no means was to avoid having to do it.
He sincerely intended to sculpt the daughter that was meant to be birthed by the man and his wife.
“Thank you. My wife and I look forward to it in Selchium of the Ritten Kingdom. And my name is Mandol.”
“My name is Weed. Upon the completion of the sculpture of your daughter, I will bring it to Selchium.”
“Even if you don’t bring it over, I will not put the blame on you. However, what is the price of the sculpture?”
Mandol asked in a slightly nervous tone.
Weed replied with a soft smile.
“It’s 1 Copper.”