Weed came out of Kuruso Kingdom and arrived at Iron Hand Village to turn in the quest.
As a Sculptor, when he left the kingdom he was required to offer 1 sculpture, so he took out the parrot sculpture that he usually carved and had kept with him.
Compared to the Sculptor Weed’s fame, it was a truly small item!
Although the sculpture would stay in Kuruso as something Weed had made, he had no interest in that kind of honor.
“Did you hear? The Resurrection Church has finally captured even the Phenomph Region.”
“Huh. That’s really terrible.”
“Who can stop them? If this keeps up, even capturing the Versailles Continent is not far in the future.”
Weed also heard the conversation of the Dwarves in Iron Hand Village.
The powerful Resurrection Army that Daymond led was menacing the Versailles Continent.
Earlier they had avoided a monster swarm invasion, drought, and a flood, but Daymond’s invasion this time was becoming the greatest crisis of the Versailles Continent.
The Dwarves whispered.
“They say that the kingdoms have decided to make their move.”
“They’re going to form a league and block the Resurrection Army.”
“They must be fretting ‘cause the Army is gonna cross over to their land too.”
“There’s no need for other words, ‘cause they’ve hung a 60 thousand gold bounty on Day’s head.”
This talk was a topic in the Dark Gamer guild too.
60 thousand gold was an enormous sum. It was enough to get people aiming for a quick fortune and encouraged Daymond’s assassination.
However, it was difficult to sneak through by routing the Demonic Spirts’ attention, and there was also a lot of talk about waiting because of predictions that Daymond’s bounty would increasingly rise.
‘To get a somewhat stable income, chaos that’s too drastic isn’t good…”
Weed entered the Sculpting Guild.
No matter what crisis troubled the continent, the Sculptor Guild was still the same.
“What a waste of materials. How many times do I have to say that this isn’t how you carve for you to understand!”
“You’re the shame of the Dwarves, the shame!”
The Dwarves who were sorrowfully learning the Sculpting Skill while being scolded by the instructor!
They recognized Weed’s face as he opened the door and came inside.
“He’s the Dwarf who left after taking the request that time.”
“Are you talking about the request to find the trail of Kendellev?”
“He’s the Dwarf who boldly accepted the request that no one could solve and left.”
“Tsk tsk. Looks like that Dwarf also finally came back to give up after trying and trying.”
The Dwarves were secretly gleeful.