Destruction of the Embinyu Church 11th Sect was a B-rank quest.
“Woaah!”
“Are we gonna fight the Embinyu Church’s fighting force?”
“Won’t it be too dangerous?”
“Seems really fun.”
Weed sold off the quest and made a whopping 130,000 Gold. He sold to the people who got word from Morata and came late until evening. An exhaustive cash business!
Yellow swayed his pendulous rump happily.
Moooooooooooo!
If his Master was rich, Yellowy hoped that Weed would allow him to chew a stalk of mugwort.
[T/N: Mugwort is an herb used as an ingredient in many dishes.]
However, Weed was heartless. “Even barley bread is expensive, so you’d only be able to pick up some crumbs on a holiday or something… but mugwort? I can’t afford to give it to you. I’ll mix it with your meat later. Korean cow with mugwort, veggie bibimbap!”
Yellow blinked his big eyes sorrowfully, but that happened every day. Even so, Weed always prepared hay for him, and he got fed herbs from Yurin or Hwaryeong, too. He had no other complaint, but purposefully acted limp, as if he was hungry and had no strength from hunger. He’d been forced to do so much work with his robust physique and strength right after gaining life. Even Yellowy was gaining wisdom about life.
“Looks like it’s time to identify this now.”
Weed pulled out the seal he had received from Mercenary Smith. He could basically tell its use from the appearance. It was probably a seal that verified Lords or Nobles as themselves, like Jorudia’s Signet. Weed rubbed the dragon part as he examined the unique points of the sculpture.
“Identify!”
Unknown Emperor’s Royal Seal
Durability 3/20.
A precious royal seal that has weathered the history of the Versailles Continent.
It was made by a sculptor whose limit of skill is hard to estimate.
It is damaged and not in perfect condition.
Artistic Value: 39,600
Options: Dignity +60. Charisma +25.
50% resistance to all magic harmful to the owner’s body.
Can intimidate nobles and knights.
Ding!
For examining the Unknown Emperor’s Royal Seal in detail, Art stat has risen by 49.
Weed was also a skilled Sculptor who had made many Masterpieces and Magnum Opuses. Every time a sculpture of his was completed, it noisily shook the Versailles Continent.
“Cough!”
A work so incredible that it could even make such a Weed go into convulsions!
The broad stamp made of jade and the golden dragon that looked like it was flying in the sky possessed liveliness and beauty.
“It’s old… and feels worn because it’s been touched very much, but it’s an extremely outstanding work.”
The parts that hands could reach were severely grimy, and much of the pattern had also disappeared. With the long passage of time, its natural dignity had grown.
Jade and gold. The seal had been made with a perfect understanding of the characteristics of the material.
The parts that weren’t damaged were detailed and made with a level of skill that even Weed wouldn’t have been able to achieve. It looked like a dirty golden dragon from afar, but up close, it felt as if it would come to life and move at any moment.
“I knew it wasn’t a normal work, but who could really make such a sculpture?”
There was one person who vaguely came to mind.
If it was an emperor’s royal seal, then it didn’t need to be said more than once that it would be treasured preciously. Even so, the royal seal had endured so much time that it had become this worn.
A video of some kind began to play for Weed– it was a memory kept within the sculpture.
An old man wearing ordinary cloth attire was sculpting.
In a huge royal palace, knights and magicians were lying prostrate with extreme politeness.
Slice, slice.
The form of a dragon was being made under the old man’s sculpting knife. The knife moved slowly, as if time itself was holding its breath.
He shaved the places needing to be shaved and added to the places needing to be added. Only normal movements of the hand could be seen, but the golden dragon that was being created possessed such nobility that one could not tear their eyes away from it.
Whenever the sculpting knife moved, there was a worry that he might possibly make a mistake that would ruin this great work. However, when the sculpting knife sliced past, the figure was transforming into statue steadily nearing completion with such surety that the nervousness was laughable.
A treasure! A golden dragon and stamp that seemed as if they would heighten even his dignity with their radiant beauty!
It was the birth of the royal seal.