Statue?"
Dyne was in a bad mood from the sculptures that did not fit her memory of the place.
"Why is everything like this?"
The moment she was about to turn away, the statues' appearance felt suddenly familiar.
One eyebrow slightly cocked upwards with a fierce expression on the man's face!
And the woman certainly resembled Dyne.
"It can't be..."
Dyne looked at the man. It was no doubt the man she met just before her surgery.
In Royal Road, the person who was deeply carved into her heart at the very end.
At that time, Dyne and this person made a fantastic party. The various specialties of the Shaman, combined with Weed's strength swept through the undead dungeon.
"Oh Weed."
Tears flowed uncontrollably in Dyne's eyes.
"Sob. I promised to never cry again, but..."
Before undergoing the operation, she imagined it a hundred times.
She will seek a new life, being glad to be alive.
She would never cry.
But now shedding these tears, how she felt was indescribable.
As she left to take the surgery, she thought that no one would remember her. Just to become completely forgotten from existence; she did not even know whether there was anyone who thought of her.
However, there was one person who gave her this as remembrance.
There was a man who crafted her appearance into sculptures. She could feel her heartbeat. Her heart started beating rapidly, her hands trembled slightly. Dyne's whole body was wracked with emotion, and then she noticed that graffiti was written under the statues. The handwriting was so poor; it appeared to have been written by a child.
Geomchi. Punishment to the ignorant!
Geomdulchi. Men everywhere should do hard work.
Geomsamchi has been here.
Geomsachi. I serve the master; it brings glory to my life.
Geomohchi. Must obtain a girlfriend. We're still only in our late 30s.
…..
Geombaekgusipsachi. I'm hungry. Someone lend me a little bit of barley bread.
…..
Geomsambaekyisipilchi. I starved to death yesterday.
Geomsambaekyisipyichi. These little monsters; and no food.
…..
Geomsambaeksasipohchi. Lover wanted. No conditions required. Only that you are willing to learn how to cook.
…..
Geomohbaekochi. Hello, nice to meet you. Geomohbaekohchiipnida is my name. Also known as the youngest cutie, Hajiyo. Hahaha.
Dyne went around a one large tour of the undead dungeon, and then she froze.
It had been a long time since her battle with the skeleton Dullahan and his head; she sought Weed's anonymous creations. Where Dyne and Weed ate their meal, without fail two sculptures of themselves rested there.
“Amazing. These statues... “
Dyne's eyes were moistened with tears. It may be trivial, but it was enough for her heart to be pained from the emotions. She viewed many sculptures like this. Slowly she continued to walk around the damp dungeon in enjoyment.
“Khu khu khu. Human beings are not allowed in this place.”
“In this place, you lay your body down before the lions. In this place of rest.”
“Lay down your life. I will guide you to your eternal rest.”
Three Skeletons!
Occasionally, monsters that haunted the area caught up to her and were firmly beaten.
This was absolutely not acceptable. She shattered their bones in rage for committing the crime of destroying the mood. They only did this to defend their territory, while Dyne intentionally walked around them!
These statues were intimately made with the desire to not allow them to gather near these statues, but without fail, Dyne was interrupted by the monsters. All she could do was let her skills go rampant as she hunted these monsters down. The characteristics of the Shaman appeared as she attacked and defeated these monsters.
She was out of the dungeon within two days.
***
“So this is the city in the sky?”
“Yes. This place was recently discovered a short time ago by some adventurers. The only thing is that only people who did a meritorious service requested by Baran village could come up here.”
In Lavias, there were quite a lot of adventurers. Dyne did not look around without Weed; in the meantime, many users did some discoveries and adventures on their own.
The sky above the city.
The scenery of the clouds passing by from the flow of the wind left the tourists with a good feeling, making the place a sight to behold. Low-level tourists came here risking their lives just for the chance to visit.
Lavias became famous, and even the kingdoms' nobility officially announced their interest to visit. Rosenheim Kingdom's nobles, and the nobles of the Kingdom of Brent often drop by quite often. Extremely expensive quests arose for hiring escorts for them to go there safely.
“There are a lot of people here.”
Dyne slowly walked inside the city. Then a wide variety of bird tribes greeted her.
“Caw, caw. This is the first time seeing you. Are you new in town?”
The one who spoke up was Tom Ball, the new grandfather.
Beside him were many other bird tribes. The crow flapped his wings.
“Human, are you strong? You seem to be quite famous; I would like to ask you a favor. Up here in Levias, we have been unlucky with all of the undead.”
“Do you know how to gather herbs? If you don't, I'll teach you about herbal medicine; can you give me 200 gold? There is a herb I'm looking for in the north corner of a cave. If you try to dig up its roots, you could get injured, so you have to be careful.”
They were prospects.
She met a wide variety of bird tribes, but they all couldn't remember her. Even if they had a new head of the family, they were severely forgetful. Even though Dyne helped the black crow tribe, she had been forgotten.
As she leisurely wandered around, Dyne suddenly missed Weed.
‘He must be somewhere in the middle of an adventure and all. He must be at a much higher level, why, wouldn't he?’
She wanted to get in touch with him.
She wanted to share her joy with him in being alive!
However, there was no way to contact him. Before she left for the surgery, she deliberately disabled her friends’ list. If she came back, there was no way he would be aware of the fact. She was extremely regretful of rejecting his friend request.
Thousands of people with a similar name would pop up if you didn't register the friendship immediately with a direct contact. So this means that there is no way to keep in touch.
‘Well, that's okay, if we are meant to meet again, then it will happen. Though, if we did, would it be a sad meeting?’
The level difference must have grown too large, and they may not have a chance of meeting one another. However, this was not a big concern. With her high level of skill in comparison to her actual level, she can easily build it back up.
‘I'm free now to be myself. I don't have to worry about dying. I've got time.’
Dyne then stood alone watching as several women approached her.
“How do you do? I have a problem I would like your help with. Would you mind taking this risk? My name is Geurati, the wind spirit witch.”
Dyne happily nodded her head.
Adventure!