Chapter 5:Nature Sculpting
The grey mountains were dangerous as many monsters were breeding at this time.
Without a skilled ranger in your party to safely navigate through the mountains, it was close to suicide.
Because of the steep slopes, monsters could surprise attack you at any time.
Weed was riding one of his Wyverns in large circles.
“It really is a huge mountain range.”
When he fought with the Orcs and Dark Elves in the Yuroki mountains, he thought that was already considered a huge mountain range.
“The sculpting master should be somewhere at the foot of the mountain!”
He was expecting to find a wooden house.
“Though, a nature lover might be opposed to building a wooden house.”
Sculptors excel at handling stone and minerals, however finding such a house seemed unlikely
“A poor hermit would obviously live in the mountains!”
Weed was convinced that such a poor man would be living in the mountain wilderness.
He opened the quest information window to check the quests remaining time.
“Quest information window!”
Bar Khan’s summons
The undead’s Bar Khan has called for a demonstration.
Many undead will surely follow his orders.
Days remaining “84 days”:
Quest difficulty: C
Compensation: Chain quest start, meet with Bar Khan
You are now an undead and may not cancel the quest..
Anyhow this quest which would normally only be granted to the Lich Shire, was obtained because of shape-shifter sculpture.
There was no need to rush the situation as he would much rather take his time and come up with a favorable solution.
Instead of hunting, he would take his time and learn about natural catastrophe sculpting.
“Which direction should I go?”
Weed had to follow his instincts. The bottom of the mountain just didn’t seem right.
“That area just doesn’t look right!”
He wanted to go at least halfway up the mountainside!
“He’s looking for an ideal high class view.”
If you wanted a home you would look for somewhere with an unobstructed view.
“A place where the valley water was nearby.”
Weed on the Wyvern, flew in close proximity to the mountains.
The mountain was huge and lush with trees.
Long tailed monkeys, and other monsters were shouting and waving their clubs but they were not able to reach them.
Diving through the long arms of the branches and vines. Picking up various kinds of fruits such as bananas and chestnuts along the way.
Sometimes unusual metal items could be worn on the body depending on the circumstance and when he was extremely low, he could grab strong monsters off the ground.
“There is nothing here for me. From the perspective of a sculptor, this place is filled with loud and annoying monsters. If I was to work here I would constantly be disturbed, we need to find a quiet place.”
Weed was very close to the monsters in the area, except he couldn't see how people could live in the tough rocky area as he passed by.
Dekarte was an enormously huge mountain by any standard, the possibility of finding DayCram in such a place was small.
You even had to look through the leaves of the forest, trying to scour the woods looking for some obscure target could take quite some time.
So Weed made a decision!
“Golden Bird, Silver Bird, and Wyverns.”
Kkiya Aaaah!
Weed followed Golden Bird and Silver Bird on his Wyvern. They gave out a long cry.
“From now on, you search!”
To supervise troublesome work like this, he had to distribute the workload.
"Keep looking until you find him, even if your search leaves you wondering all night long, find him."
At this point he didn’t mind pushing his minions to obtain the results he wanted.
The Wyverns, Golden Bird, and Silver Bird were dispersed throughout the Great Mountain Dekarte. The Golden Bird brought back results within 30 minutes.
He worked a lot more effectively now that he had been beaten.
“The human lives near the big tree.”
“DayCram, right?”
“There are many sculptures in the area. The sculptures are all amazing.”
“That’s right. Let’s go!”
Weed reassembled the Wyverns, and headed towards civilization.
Both hunters and rangers carefully stayed away from Tebkart as it was a very dangerous place.
Due to a lot of monsters and dangerous terrain, the isolated grey mountain range was considered a bad place by users too.
“It’s that house!”
Looking down from the sky, through some trees, he could see the house where DayCram lived.
The house was made from weaving branches together.
The roof was made of dry grass, held together with vines and covered with wide leaves.
It didn’t seem like a house from a fairy tale, but it looked like a thatched cottage.
Weed got down from where the Wyvern had landed and headed for the house.
“Is he still alive? If he’s already dead, then the helium would be mine……”
Hopes for meeting a Sculpture Master!
Since a large amount of time had flowed by on the Versailles Continent, DayCram could be dead.
Like the seven angels he made from mithril, could he not have made a sculpture and passed away.
‘Since there are a lot of monsters on this mountain, it would not be suspicious if he had died.’
Weed went to the house full of hope.
Near the white bearded man’s house, there were sculptures of deer antlers.
As if they were alive, they stood there patiently.
Just by looking at the carving of the elaborate horns, he could feel that they were made with great skills.
The moment he saw DayCram, he knew why he was called that. From the clothes he wore, he looked awfully poor.
‘If I sell the clothes I am wearing, it would certainly help. Even though he would not be able to wear them while was cooking.’
He was wearing such dirty clothes that it would have had an adverse effect on the cooking he did.
DayCram didn’t even look at Weed and started speaking.
“Are you the sculptor that has come to find me?”
Weed politely replied back.
“Even though I am insufficient in a lot of areas, I am a junior engraver walking down the path of a sculptor.
I saw some writings that were left by a senior in Jigolath, and made my way here.
Even though it was a long journey, to see you alive, I am thrilled.”