Even though currently, there are few problems, Morata had grown beyond its past self.
‘Investment in Culture? What’s going on here? I’ve never invested in such category.’
Weed was going around the vicinity of the South Entrance in the town, spending time locking himself in wonderment about the reason. In the midst of this, A bandit-like man with great physique and bloated beard approached him.
“Excuse me, are you a Sculptor?”
Weed reflexively scanned the man’s body in his Jeonshin mode.
Mithril Boots!
On the other hand, leather clothing and cloak that weren’t suitable for traveling had layers of debris.
‘In most cases, people dislike trouble so they change their clothing to something non-distinguishable when coming into a town, in order to hide their high levels.’
Including the Mithril Boots, the man didn't change his overall appearance like the norm. If the Mithril Boots had Movement Speed effects, then the expensive item’s base price would be at least 3000000 Won!
After Weed completed his quick scan, he carefully replied.
“That is correct.”
There were few things in his mind that would be the causes for alarm. Nevertheless, there was a willingness to answer due to one thing; and that was the man asked of the Sculptor. Since it was a question whether Weed was a Sculptor or not, then most likely, the request of him would somehow be associated with sculpting.
Weed doesn’t go a day or two without leeching off on others to survive.
‘Maybe it’s about when I ripped him off with before? Maybe I gave him a defect? If it’s not these, then what other business does he have with me?’
The man who was similar to a bandit breathe a sigh of relief, oblivious to the uneasiness of Weed who was currently filled with several intentions.
“Finally, I found one after searching the entire village. I searched for you after seeing the video of the sculpting of the Freya Statue. I need to ask a favor of you. If it’s true that you’re the Sculptor Weed, then I would appreciate it greatly if you carve me a sculpture.”
Weed gave an impression of being apologetic and shook his head.
“Thank you for looking me up, but I do not plan to make sculpture at the moment.”
Since the other side's rank seems high, Weed can try to extort a few pieces of Gold from him; but at the moment, it was difficult for him to sculpt anything at all so he refused.
And then, the bandit-like man cuffed Weed’s wrist in his hands and pleaded to Weed.
“It’s a vital request. Please, sculpt my daughter.”
“Daughter?”
Weed’s eyebrows narrowed.
There were a variety of targets to carve, but requests of doing a family member were the most difficult.
‘If it’s too pretty then they don’t like it; and if uglier than what they are in real life then they’d go crazy.’
When it comes to their cubs, parents won’t remain prettily, just like a hedgehog.
Wanting deliciously cooked food for the kid, or nag on and on at tailors to make pretty and comfortable clothing.
“Yes, that is so. My daughter, please carve her for me.”
The man blared out desperately.
“I understand.”
Weed wasn’t very enthused, but he supposed he might as well sculpt. He could see the urgency coming from the man; in addition, the Village Elder have not return as of yet.
Also, the by-standing users were clicking their tongue spouting harsh words.
“I feel sorry for that uncle.”
“That Sculptor usually only light up for the money huh…”
“One misstep and that (bandit)man can rip even the clothes off your back.”
There were many among the user base of Morata that has the same mindset as Weed. They too, like him, assumed the man was a high level user from noticing just his boots.
‘I can just ask Alberone to remove the curses anyway.’
Weed cemented his mind and said.
“Then, please bring you daughter here.”
The man shook his head dejectedly.
“That’s impossible.”
"Well, a picture of some kind…”
“There isn’t any.”
“If that’s so, then, you describe what the child is like.”
Weed pulled out a generously thick piece of wood. As he listens to the descriptions, he will try to come up with a concrete image to sculpt.
It was an impossible attempt if you have never taken on several hundreds of sculpture requests inside the village!
Due to the characteristic of sculpturing, he can essentially detailed out rough estimates before going onto the finer aspect of things.
‘I can’t do the eye, nose, and mouth well since I haven't heard anything about it.’
It can be said that is the woe of making a small wooden sculpture.
Going by the man’s description alone will not be enough, and there’ll be a concession of what the man ultimately want to make.
‘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.