Brave took the sculpture Weed had handed over to him.
Ding!
The quest “Lost Toy” has been completed.
You found and returned the toy to Brave, a boy in Hagen Village.
Quest Reward: If Brave is in a good mood, you will be able to receive one candy.
That annoying quest was completed.
Weed waited patiently to receive the candy.
‘It was a quest that doesn’t even pay the labor cost, but I can get about 3 coppers if I sell the candy at the store.’
Instead of a candy, Brave returned the sculpture.
“Yeah, this is mine. Although I thought my hyung stole it… But I don’t need this anymore.”
“…”
“I’m no longer a kid. I’m eight years old. You see, I’ve passed the age to play with toys and the like. Mister can go play with it.”
Griiind!
The sound of Weed grinding his teeth could be heard. But he was patient, and remained patient.
The profits were greater the more you maintained the possible friendly relationships with the residents of Versailles Continent.
The basics of service mentality were friendliness, assistance, and dedication.
Endure even if you’re angry, and if there was something unfair, you must never bring it up.
You could call it a grievous ironclad rule of a Dark Gamer.
“Even so, you should take this toy, since it’s yours. Take it as a consideration of my sincerity; I came here especially to find you. Don’t you think you should give me a candy?”
“I said I don’t want to play with it!” Brave suddenly shouted. “Mister, do you want my candy that badly? How’d you know my cinnamon flavored candy was delicious…”
“Ahem.”
“Anyway, I’m not gonna give you my candy, so you can take the toy and play with it. Oh yeah, try giving it to the drunkard mister Smith, who wanted that toy.”
“Mister Smith?”
“He’s just an old uncle with nothing better to do. But well, I guess he’s better than a Dwarven mister who goes after a kid’s candy.”
Ding!
The Toy the Old Drunkard Smith Wants.
The toy the drunkard Smith from Hagen Village is asking for.
Smith who drinks in a tavern until he becomes dead-drink, wants Brave’s toy.
Difficulty: F
Reward: There may be none.
Quest Note: There is no penalty even if you abandon it.
Brave grinned as he added, “He’s an old, incompetent uncle who always pushes left his alcohol tab unpaid. He doesn’t have any family, either. I’ll never get old and useless like him. Hehe!”
Weed breathed out a sigh.
An F-rank difficulty chain quest.
Since the tavern was nearby, he’ll go in to see Smith at least once.
“Alright, Kid. I’ll see you later then.”
“I said I’m not a kid. And there probably isn’t any more reason to see mister anymore. If you maybe bring me the iron sword that I want, then we’ll see.”
Weed quietly put the sculpture in his bosom and disappeared.
Brave was intent on stealing another fresh bread from the warehouse.
After a short while, a dreadful Orc leapt out from the place where Weed had disappeared.
The Orc Karichwi!
A powerful existence that reduced even vicious criminals to gentle lambs with his face and body!
“KYAAAK, IT’S AN ORC!”
“Chwiik! Found you. Little human boy!”
Weed did not say much.
He gave him a scare, to engrave respect for adults into the very marrow of his bones.