‘The Goddess must look immensely beautiful.’
The Goddess Freya that was deemed to be of abundance wealth and beauty. A beauty said to be enough to make men go blind.
But despite Weed’s expectation, he could not make out the exact facial features of the Goddess. However, an impression of her seemed to be chubbier than expected.
Weed told her of his desire.
“I would like to know more about the Sculpturing Skill.”
Weed’s wish wasn’t of an abundance harvest, benefits from mining, or a faster pace of development of commerce. Although he very much wanted to achieve such things, he was more desperate about the skill.
“I would like to know about the unaware method of how to carve the unknown existences.”
Due to the disturbances caused by the nearby users, belatedly becoming aware of the appearance of the Goddess Freya, everywhere in Morata, users rushed in like the clouds.
“Hey!”
“Wait!”
“What’s happening right nowww!?”
Only Weed could hear of the Goddess’s answer.
-They…from their beginning, were beings without forms. The people that love sculpture, you need to make your way toward their kingdom, a place of pride of these stubborn and delicate people; that is your destination.
The surrounding area was getting darker.
The sacred light that took place around the statue was disappearing.
When the light was totally gone, the sight of Goddess Freya was no more.
Weed also made his escape from the congregation of people there.
‘The kingdom of these short people, a place where they feel proud.’
Weed needed to get to that destination.
But before he leaves, he had to meet up with the Village Elder.
Morata’s Black Castle!
He approached the only-bearably done maintenance of a lord’s castle.
Dawn had slipped past and now it was a brightly lit day.
The place was always crowded, pact full of users; but now, there was an upset of people watching the statue which made it difficult.
Members of the local watchmen saw Weed and displayed their interest.
“Lord nim, are you returning to the castle?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll let people know of Lord nim's return.”
The crew went to pull on the rope hanging from above in order to strike the bell.
“No need. I don’t want to make them feel uncomfortable in vain since they’re busily working.”
“Yes but it’s Lord nim's return though…”
“Hahaha, it’s ok.”
Weed slowly climbed up the entrance way.
He could feel the euphoria of the increase in power!
He would hate to drop it after having grabbed hold of this power.
“Is there a village-wide feast?”
“Huh?”
“An ox or a pig or so, where everybody can eat as much as they want.”
“……”
Weed was speechless.
The educational standard of Morata is indeed pathetic!
Not only the watchmen but the formal soldiers also, they weren’t disciplined nor did they show loyalty. Even towards Weed, who should have the highest Familiarity with them, but their gestures showed nothing of such.
If their level of education is low, then the technical and commercial development will slow down by a bit. Also, residents will have a harder time becoming Knights and Magicians because of this. As much as the belief in religion is spreading quickly, the deterioration of public security was just the same.
It has been told that residents among those other town would essentially opt out to become renegades or bandits.
Whether it is a village, castle, or metropolitan; all are difficult to develop.
“Keuheum. I’ll worry about that in the future. Pigs…not only them, but I’ll catch rabbits too.”
“Thank you, Lord nim.”
Weed coughed and went around checking the lord’s castle.
When he first came here in the past, the castle was then occupied by the Jin-Hyeo Vampires led by Torido.
Broken apparatuses, residents made of stones, or even cobwebs that filled the place, all neatly cleaned.
“I came to receive quest.”
“I came to take the transport.”