Run away!”
“Let’s go! We have to get out of here!”
Against the slashing Fire Giants, the users abandoned the fight and ran away toward the entrance.
Drinfeld had no desire to fight and lose a considerable part of the treasured fleet he raised within minutes.
“Run as fast as possible and escape from here.”
On the narrow road they got tangled together and crashed into the lava. In the midst of this the Fire Giants’ attacks continued to pile up damage in succession.
From the chaos, they barely exited the dungeon with a staggering amount of 76 people dead.
Without assembling the subordinates, in order to live everyone ran away alone in ultimate humiliation!
A total of 7 users died.
In the place they died even locating the corpses was difficult so it was impossible to reclaim lost items.
“Keueuk.”
Drinfeld’s fists trembled.
But even though it irritated him, he would not dare enter the dungeon again to fight.
In the sea, unless the ship breaks, the sailors do not die so easily.
However, in the dungeon the sailors lost brutally and no longer wanted to fight.
-We need to think about the broadcast. A lot of people are watching.
From his lieutenant and other users came whispers.
Barely conscious of the broadcast, Drinfeld straightened out his expression and said.
“Las Phalanx dungeons have outrageous difficulty. Like us, nobody will be able to break them yet. Today’s exploration was difficult so for now we’re going to withdraw and relax.”
Running out of motivation to explore another hard dungeon, they returned to the fortress. The appearance of the pirates also showed they took great damage while exploring the dungeon.
Both groups took comfort in the knowledge that the other reported failure as well.
***
For two days Weed sat down and created sculptures while waiting.
In the meantime, Seoyoon did not get bored.
Weed made sculptures of things he saw like Las Phalanx monsters or the ghost ship.
Whenever the sculpture was a cute and pretty yeti or animal, her palm extended out.
“…….”
Meaning request!
Weed with a trembling hand passed over the sculptures.
It was a pity and he didn’t want to, but she sat down close to his side waiting until the moment the sculpture was completed, how could he refuse when asked?
Sculptures always make the best gifts for women!
Replacing words, every created piece of work took away sorrow from the job.
‘Damn job’s decent, but I still have minor regrets left behind.’
Weed purposely breathed a big sigh.
“Sculptor’s words, it’s a work of art sincerely made from the soul. Every one of my works has my heart imbued in them so I hope you will treasure it.”
Of course in his mind there was no such thing as freebies.
“And we’re quite intimate with each other are we not?"
Usually, Weed would not dare say so shamelessly.
Seoyoon clearly looked at his face.
“We listen to lessons together, we eat rice together … I gave you chickens and dogs and soon I’ll give you a rabbit.”
Lots of logic of the intimacy between them!
Seoyoon nodded as a means of affirmation.
From hearing this she became embarrassed thinking how intimate they were.
Her only friend, staying with him was comfortable and pleasant. That person was Weed.
“But you know something important, more than family members or close friends, I’m not careless with money transactions.”
“……?”
“What I mean is the sculptures can sell for more than you know so if you repeatedly ask, you can earn a lot of money.”
Feeling sorry, without wasting any time she hastily gave back the sculpture when he spoke.
“One of these precious sculptures is worth more than 100 gold and even though it’s regretful, I’m giving it to you. Still it seems strange that only I give something. We’re both adults here. If we just cleanly exchange money it will equal trouble later, well you’ll see. Rather than selling to someone else, I hope you will give it to someone you are intimate with. Instead, I’ll take care of the japtem later.”
Being intimate, it’s supposed to be given for free, but instead acquire japtem with some vague yet persuasive logic!
Even though items piled up from the incredible hunting in Las Phalanx, Weed could not forsake his greed for japtem.
So Seoyoon would give him her japtem, Weed diligently made sculptures.
‘Sculptures help reinforce the ability to earn money, not bad. Really, the lengths an artist goes to!’
Seoyoon had become very friendly with Rover, Geuminyi and Golden Bird.
Rather than Weed, Rover lied down on his belly next to Seoyoon with a relaxed expression. Geuminyi was the same and even Golden Bird blatantly refused to leave Seoyoon's shoulder.
Against Necromancer Weed, it revealed severe aversion and did not even approach the subject, whereas it held its head with adoration as it touched Seoyoon's head and chin.
Weed felt the need to improve familiarity with Golden Bird by a bit.
“But I can’t give up the Necromancer job.”
To endure in Las Phalanx, undead were essential, that was the thought.
Honestly, as a sculptor, dealing with several high level monsters appearing was difficult.
Through massacres, it was possible to collect a large amount of items, a wonderful job making it difficult to change.
“That’s for you. I myself will eat well and be wealthy.”
Similar to that excuse, Weed kept making excuses to keep the Necromancer job!
Eternally unable to get closer to Golden Bird, it seemed he crossed this river of no return.
While spending time carving sculptures, the summoned Elemental Angry Stone suddenly gave off a red light.
“The fire aura in Las Phalanx is getting stronger.”
Affected by nature, the power of Elementals grew stronger by association.
“Finally time for it to explode.”
Earth Expert anxious about something growled as he paced around.
“Master, land forces are in conflict.”
Essential to large volcanic eruptions, earthquakes!
When that happened, Weed stopped carving sculptures and left on the spot.
“Now it’s time to start.”
Defining a justification was not very important.
Often required to do bad things, he could have done something different that was even worse.
Indeed, Weed since the days of Continent of Magic had done a lot of tremendously bad things.
Busy making a living, he lived peacefully, but one’s nature cannot be abandoned, that is law!
“Undead get moving. Today will be your night.”
Drinfeld and the sailors settled in fortress on the hill all shook at once.
“This, what is this? Looks like the earth is shaking. An earthquake?”
“Don’t stumble, lower your torso and get balanced.”
The first earthquake was severe and sailors fell to the ground. Under the delusion that it would quickly pass by, they waited.
Drinfeld and the users were not greatly disordered.
Even though they fell, there was almost no loss of health.