The Dwarves of Kuruso were in a commotion because of the water park.
“Kekeke!”
“The beer we drink while playing in the water is the best.”
Dwarves were enjoying the water park regardless of their age or gender. Before long, it became the trend to drink beer while going down the waterslide.
Herman and Pin addressed Weed.
“Kendellev’s sculpture! Isn’t that the racial quest the Dwarf Sculptor’s guild Instructor gives? To think that someone I know discovered this… It’s truly surprising news.”
“Congratulations. You cracked a request that couldn’t be solved for a long time.”
To the Dwarves, discovering the trail of the enigmatic, legendary Kendellev was an impressive task.
There was also a change in Weed’s quest window—if he went to see the Sculptor’s guild Instructor Jorbid, he could receive his reward.
It was not strange for Dwarves, including Herman, to be jealous.
Weed spoke his own thoughts under the cover of humility.
“Oh, please. I just happened to find it by chance.”
“…”
“Since I looked all over in Kuruso, wasn’t that the only place where it could be?”
“…”
“There’s nothing special or spectacular about what I did, it’s just that the efforts of other Dwarves fell short.”
His way of speaking that greatly lowered their affection towards him!
It was awkward for Weed to take the compliments of others, so he’d done the best he could to pass it off as a joke.