Weed since then decided to abandon drawing.
In the beginning, the skill level can grow quickly. With his high Art and Dexterity stats, these advantages can help him to create drawings. And at most, he could reach level 6, 7 of beginner level illustration.
But, there was no way he could get past that.
With his inherent horrid hand writing, the fact that he’d have to start at the novice level of drawing was hard to overlook. Sure the skill could help to some extent, but from there he’d have to create something on his own!
He saw that it was better to invest his time in other areas rather than drawing.
After completed his tour of the castle appreciating the arts.
He was still wandering around the hall slowly to avoid the Pegasus and Unicorns!
And in the midst of the lobby, there seemed to be a red casket.
“A vampire’s coffin?”
Ttogttog! (knock on wood.)
Weed knocked on the coffin.
“Is anybody in there?”
“……”
There was no returned reply.
Weed shook the casket from side to side.
“It’s empty?”
Then from within the casket, a roar.
“Keuahahang!”
A vampire screamed wildly. But the lid remains unopened.
That sounded very uncomfortable as well!
People who are asleep does not like being woken up.
Weed left the casket alone and went to check on the rest of the castle. As a result, within the castle, there were approximately 30 Unicorns presented.
‘30 of them will be pretty hard. No, realistically, it’s nearly impossible.’
Weed shook his head.
Even with the Geomchis, it still wasn’t enough to fight level 400+ monsters.
Their damage output weren’t bad, but the continuous damage that will be inflicted was the major problem.
The problem was that they don’t wear armor!
If they were impaled by the Unicorn’s horn, it would spell a sure death.
Weed through the use of Piece Destruction could hold has much as two of them, but as for the rest, he wouldn’t be able to.
Thereby, they were overwhelmed by the damage output comparatively.
‘So far, 92 people have been killed, making this difficult situation even more so.’
Weed ate the bread he prepared in advance as he remained in the castle for the whole day, to avoid being impaled to death in the midst of Unicorns outside.
“With Todeum’s under these circumstances, we can’t fight them effectively. We’ll have to catch the Unicorn or Pegasus outside.”
Weed left the castle and returned to the street once again.
Before him were the Vampire residents and the Pegasus and Unicorns flying above.
At first glance there were more than several hundreds of groups!
Including those on the ground in Todeum and all the other places, the number seemed to be over 2000.
In the smallest castle, he had seen at least 30 Unicorns presented, the cumulative number could result to something tremendous. That said, there were at least 40 castles in Todeum.
“I rather go catch a dragon.”
Finally, Weed began to whine.
Until then, he remained quite quiet.
Whether it was completing quests or raising his sculptures, listening to people narrating stories, Weed tried to remain as humble as possible.
But, he could not see an escape route now.
Even with Weed, Geomchis, and his other companions, there was no way to resolve the quest.
With the dragon, it would probably be similarly difficult, but there is a slim hope. Whether it is death or for the win, there’s only one to fight!
Although its breath may be terrifying; with the use of the single point attack, and possibly a significant amount of sacrifices, they could come out with a win.
But in the case of the Unicorns and Pegasus, they were presented in flocks.
No matter how good the items they were using, it’d come to naught. They were heavily outnumbered.
“I could give life to sculpture. This could even the odds.”
However, Weed until now had no desire to do so.
Every time he grants life to the sculpture, it costs him 2 level and 10 Art stats will decline. He calculated that it’d take him at least 50 sculptures be granted life to create an even fight; and the loss would be too enormous.
“They’ll have to be Classic or Magnum pieces to be on par with the Unicorns. Plus, I don’t think I can make them in this short while, along with the fact that they’ll only be disposable here.”
This is the world of Vampires.
Even if the sculptures are to survive the battle, they can’t be transport back to the Versailles continent.
“Fucking quest!”
Weed broke out in rage.
A grade A difficulty quest, no matter how hard, shouldn’t have been this tough.
Even for Oberon who led the Northern Expedition; for them, half a day in Todeum would face a complete and utter slaughter.
The rewards weren’t even sufficient.
This quest should have been labeled as the premium of A-grade difficulty!
Although not reaching the level of S-grade difficulty quests where it can change the balance of the continent, this was still on par in terms of difficulty.
An ordinary person might have just give into the frustration and git-up-n-leave.
But Weed was different.
“I’ve gotta somehow break even. There’s gotta be a path to do so.”
Weed continued to search through out Tudeum.
A day went by, then another, he did not give up the search. For the slightest hope, he searched high and low and even areas no one would bother.
And finally, he discovered a place.
In the middle of the city there was a creek flowing, a place where the monsters in Todeum huddled together for a drink of water. Usually 10 or 12 monsters each time, the numbers were smaller than the rest. (comparing to the 30+ for each castles, and 2000 for the central.)
However, they didn’t come on a timely basis, while at times there were hundreds of groups waiting to use the creek.
“Here is still impossible!”
Weed with his growing frustrations!
But seeing how Todeum was an aggregation of many castles, he did not give up on the expectation of finding a suitable location for the fight.
Afterward, he discovered a dark castle before him.
This was the sole black castle amongst the abundant beautiful red, yellow, and even green castles!
Now, after going through several castles, he piled up on knowledge.
Usually near the main entrance of the castle, there’s a plaque present.
Count Christopher’s Castle.
Viscount Burachya’s Castle.
In this way, others could see who the owner of the castle was; but this black castle had no such thing.
Weed carefully infiltrated the black castle.
He found a path to the basement, traveling down the passageway and found himself a warehouse filled with coffins.
‘I don’t feel any presence here.’
Weed left and went for higher grounds in the castle.
The largest room in the castle where the owner stayed!
Even here, there were Unicorns and Pegasus moving around in the corridors.
Patience and wait!
Every time each one of them coming down the corridor, he could hear their loud footsteps rang.
Weed waited for a long time for their passing to get his way into the lord’s room.
In the center of the spacious room there was a large black casket.
‘Must be the master of the castle.’
Weed didn’t expect much when he came toward and touched the casket. Then from within, he heard a raspy voice.
“I love pretty and cute girls. If you are not a girl, GTFO of here.”
The gloomy voice spoke severely with girls as the subject.
Even though hearing the vampire’s voice shouting loudly was unexpected, Weed somehow felt as if he had encountered this voice before.
Weed asked.
“Who are you?”