Attractiveness and agility increased after dancing with the instructor.
“I’ve once danced underneath some moonlight sculptures. My body felt very light. For some reason, I could dance better after I saw the sculpture. Maybe I am mistaken.”
Weed could kind of understand the quest.
‘It’s to experience a wide variety of different types of art forms.’
It could not be ignored that a large amount of money was consumed in the process.
Weed had to buy three of the best cheapest perfume from the perfume instructor.
In return he got to hear a story from the instructor.
“The angle at which you view the sculpture changes the feeling it gives. Those feeling arouse different types of emotions. But even if someone saw the same sculpture in the same direction but at a different time of day then it was different. Would you like to know why?”
Weed visited the Calligraphy Guild, the Antiques Appraiser Guild, and the Crafts Guild. A mountain of items were accumulating in his backpack.
Calligraphers wanted him to buy wooden plaques with letters on them while appraisers wanted him to buy pots with unknown origins. The Crafts Guild made him guy glass accessories.
He could not bear to go see the Architect Guild.
‘It costs too much to buy a house.”
Weed confidently went to the painters guild.
At a first glance sculptors and painters were similar, but the methods that they used pursued their means were completely different.
Because of that they were forced to know about each other.
The painting instructor was amazed when he saw Weed.
“The man with amazing artistic ability! What questions do you have?”
“I would like to know about moonlight sculpting.”
“Moonlight sculpting...I think I have heard of one such story before. Painters create two dimensional art while sculptures create three dimensional art. In the past, there was a competition between the two. Have you heard of it?”
“A competition?”
“It was to produce one lion. They both equally expressed the lion’s strength and majesty.”
“I wonder who won then?”
Weed hoped the sculptor won.
He did not choose to become a sculptor, but he would be pretty angry if the painter won.
“The painter painted and the sculptor cut away. Vibrant pictures showed up on the canvas from the painter while the sculptor made a beautiful sculpture. In the end, no one won. It was useless to compare sculptors and painters because of the fundamental differences between the two as it had always been in the past. It only served to blur the distinction between the two.”
What the painter said made sense. Then he came to his purpose.
“Painters and sculptors do not have to be so estranged. This is my most favorite, favorite painting...”
It was a very large watercolor painting.
Weed asked with tears in his eyes.
“May I ask that you price it reasonably?”
“I’m willing to give it up to you for 1500 gold.”
Weed paid for it with trembling hands.
‘I will never come back to Rhodium.’
He only had 7000 left of his original gold. Even though he had saved up his money without any spending it, he now ended up poor.
But thanks to it he was able to hear about moonlight sculpting.
“Sculptures exist depending on the environment and the nature of the location. If you make a sculpture in a dark place, then the sculpture will also be dark. But what would happen if the sculpture glows?”
“Do you mean as in light?
“These sculptures can radiate light. This sculpting gives the user the ability to freely control light. That is moonlight sculpting!”
Ttiring!