If colleagues who knew him saw the appearance of the current Weed, they would not believ it was him.
In the past, it was a time a pyramid was created.
After he completed the pyramid, in the castle of Serabourg, there were a lot of people in tears of joy. The majority were novices with no money and low levels. Malnourished, at the end of the exploitation of the labor they were glad to receive the money from the quest.
Finally they would be able to at least buy a piece of bread!
Till now, that’s how Weed lived, now he had a boundless natural look. It was a skillful law to not have done charity even once.
Alveron, Freya’s platform of paladins and priests did not value gold.
“Freya will bless Weed.”
It was like the attitudes of the Paladins and Priests, could not get any better. Watching the non-righteous and inconsiderate Weed would of given him immense respect.
The priests urged.
“The Freya religious order needs a lot of people. We know of Weed’s loyalty and all the great acts you have done for our religious order. Even though you might have not walked in the path of faith you are more than qualified. Now why don’t you become our Bishop and work for our religious order?
Ding!
A religious position has been proposed.Freya’s religious order of Bishops.
Given jurisdiction over a temple, you can oversee the finances and also expand the policies. It is a similar position where you oversee a castle’s finances, but there is a difference where you have the jurisdiction over the works of the religious order.
You can foster new Paladins and Priests, and also use the donations to buy land and erect new temples.
The higher up you go up in the hierarchy, the more responsibilities you get.
However, if you lay siege to a castle or town then your reputation will plummet.
If you use your power for bad then you will be judged.
Which province you will be responsible for will also be determined by your reputation and contributions.
Do you want to accept the seat of Bishop?
The Bishops of Freya was a special place that even the world didn’t know that existed.
Take on the important position of the order and have authority over the Paladins and Priests!
No one has ever been proposed a position like this until Weed had appeared.
Coming back for the church, the contributions that have been steadily built up through the Legions of Undead War, and the high reputation and the place of bishop.
The opportunity to walk the path of a religion that has succeeded.
However, Weed shook his head.
“I am honored to be given the opportunity to serve the church of Freya. However, even though it may not be me, I have found that there are many others that would be willing to serve the church. I am willing to use my life to help people who are in a worse position than here.”
The position of Bishop for the Order of Freya has been refused.
The priests withdrew themselves.
“The goddess Freya will acknowledge your wonderful mind.”
Even though it was a once in a lifetime chance, the reason he refused was simple.
If he became the bishop, like now, there would be extremely large cases where Weed would have to live for others. Even though reputation and influence might increase, Weed thought money was more important and thought that it was not worth losing the money.
“Then enjoy.”
As Weed poured out the soup and rice he smiled a bit.
With sad eyes he shed a tear but forcefully spread a smile on his face!
Pain and frustration, and resignation. Resentment and anger in a rotten smile was a step forward.
Nevertheless, to people it looked like he was a person who liked a lot of people.
Then a resident who was wearing red, came holding a bowl and said.
“Have you ever made clothing of the Niflheim Empire?”
“Pardon?”
“Empire clothing are clothes that you wear when you enter an empire. It’s suitable for working, and for fighting in. It is complicated to create, and you also need special material. I know the method to create the clothing.”
The villager handed to Weed a book.
“I only give this to benefactors.”
You have acquired the foundations for making clothing of the Niflhein Empire.
A sewing item!
The rise in closeness made him able to receive the secret to create regional clothes.
The Morata province was a master of leather and cloth in the past, and he had high skills in sewing.
“Something like this…….”
Weed quickly took the book in his arms.
“Then we’ll give you this.”
Other residents of the village gave 2nd grading deer leather or cloth. In exchange for receiving the good food they provided items for sewing.
“If you want to go to the Valley of Death, then you will need to follow the Pahel River. All year round the river is frozen thick with ice, and monsters don‘t come out there.”
“In the past, if you went north for about three days, you would reach the Sabi Village. They have unusual methods that are passed down from father to son, and they love to carve things. Even though you will have to pass through dangerous roads, if you’re a craftsman it would be best to go there.”
“The closest fort to the Valley of Death is the Vent Castle. Once it was a thriving with knight during the Niflheim Empire, but now we don’t know what has happened to it.”
The villagers were able to give additional information. Weed had started to think.
‘This is definitely not a coincidence. Of course, to someone as kind, and compassionate like me such blessings would come. ‘
Weed started to cook.
But it was not easy to create a hundred bowls. Even though there were enough ingredients, the number of hands that were needed to make the food was not enough!
It was vital to make food quickly. If the food line was to be cut off, the people who haven’t been able to eat would fight over the food. Even though moderate hunger is the best side dish, if it goes too far then if could cause a revolt.
But he could not ask Seoyoon or Alveron to help.
If someone with no cooking skills helped, then the taste would only worsen.
If it was just an everyday situation, then he would ask Alveron to at least do the dishes, but with the paladins and priests watching him he could not use Alveron as his servant.
However Weed had enough experience.
When he was in large hunting groups, he made food for a lot of people. This experience!
In Morata, he had to make food in bulk for the paladins and priests. Therefore he was familiar with how to make large quantities food.
‘I can’t make stew. I need to create a menu that I can make quickly!’
In a large pot put in all the ingredients and whisk them all together. Bring the water to boil then slowly adjust the amount of water. Then create a lot of rice, and distribute the rice bowls.
Weed looked after Seoyoon and Alveron, so that they would receive enough food. It is natural to look after your partners when you’re about to venture into a dangerous place.
But the villagers who were being well fed shed tears.
“When was the last time we were able to eat like this……….”
“Since the invasion of the monsters, I think this is the first time.”
“Can we return to how we once were?”
They each were locked out in grief.
The village elder started to speak.
“It is possible. If we gather up our strengths and work together, then we will be able to live like we have in the past.”
“I hope that a day like that would come.”
“It will definitely come. Rather our village, from when it was freed from the monsters has never once shared our joys. Such a joyful day we could not stay still. Let’s put on a festival. A festival that will celebrate the rebuilding of our village.”
“Wow!”
Ding!
The Morata village Night festival has taken place.Morata Village's Unique Night Festival.
Throughout the night there was singing, dancing, they shared their joys and hope.
The productivity of the Moarata villagers increases by 300% for 1 month.
The town’s culture and technology advances rapidly over a period of time.
Goods will be sold in shops without a margin.
There is a significant increase in the number of young children after a certain period of time after the night festival.
Residents change to a more hard-working, industrious people.
You can participate and enjoy the festival.
Night Festival!
Festivals happened on a regular basis in big cities, but for a festival to take place in a small village was rare.
The satisfied villagers gathered together at the fire and started a festival. The women started to sing, while the men beat on their drums.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The villages danced to the beat of the drums. Every time the wind blew it made the dance seem more dreamy.
The women took their clothes off and danced wearing only their undergarments.
Even though it was cold, the heat of the festival made you forget about the cold.
Thanks to that, Weed could have a nice show.
“Festival’s aren’t bad.”
Men and women danced, while the music poured out. In a pleasant atmosphere the night had passed.
“Hoo, it’s finally finished.”
Weed quickly finished the dishes and sat down.
Weed was tired from busily preparing food for thousands of people. Weed himself, couldn’t eat a lot therefore he was hungry as well. However, after seeing Seoyoon’s face his hunger dissipated. In the daylight when looking closely at Seoyoon’s face, there was no place for her. Always looking cold was a bit of a waste, but her mysteriousness and charm were enough to stir the heart.
But now, the light of the moon and the fire gave a proper atmosphere. At this point, Seoyoon’s beauty even surprised Weed.
He made a lot of sculptures of her and he faith that he could make her with his eyes closed, but as he saw Seoyoon now, it surprised him to the point that his faith was nearly broken.
“Beautiful.”
He could do nothing but compliment her on her beauty.
Seoyoon was sitting with her legs wrapped. However, unlike usual, she was watching the festival with soft eyes.
‘If I miss this chance I might not get another.’
While Weed was fully immersed in Seoyoon, he took out Zahab’s Engraving Knife