Quest success!
Weed took a breath at last. However, the linked quests were still continuing.
“I should go to a more remote location.”
Weed finished the ritual interference quest and made time to take the Phoenixes and Yellowy somewhere farther away. He estimated that even if something dangerous were to happen, the Phoenixes would be able to pull out quickly. Weed could also escape by riding Yellowy.
“Even in the worst case, I’ll have to save Yellowy.”
Moooooooo!
Yellowy’s innocent eyes watered in gratitude. He hadn’t expected it, but his master would sacrifice himself to save him.
While Yellowy was overflowing with emotion, Weed coldly finished making his calculations.
If Yellowy died, the sorry one would be himself, Weed. The damage would be severe if he created yet another sculpture and granted it life.
Of course Weed would throw the Death Knight first before dying.
“Since I’m here, rest easy, Yellowy.”
Moooooooo!
* * *
Weed passed the River of Lamentation with Yellowy and the Phoenixes and moved into a region full of Plains.
There, he saw monster legions! Legions of monsters he couldn’t even identify were wandering around in droves.
They were probably one of the the beast-type monsters, but since it was the entrance to hell, he couldn’t relax his guard no matter what kind of monster it was. Weed moved further back whenever he saw a monster horde.
“Mhm, where am I?”
Smith, who had gotten dead drunk and had fallen asleep, slowly opened his eyes.
He was riding Yellowy behind Weed’s back. Smith was one of the reasons why Yellowy had to be saved no matter what!
“We are on an expedition.”
“Eh. I see.”
Smith hadn’t woken from the alcohol and looked around with bleary eyes.
While conversing with him, Weed had gotten the feeling Smith had originally been a truly impressive Mercenary. The stories of adventuring everywhere around the Versailles Continent were impossible if not for a Mercenary of considerably remarkable skill.
However, he was now just a former Mercenary who was living intoxicated!
Nevertheless, Smith’s comprehensive knowledge of traps, terrain, and monster traits was a big help. If he was given a little liquor, he also stood guard well while Weed made sculptures. His sword skills had probably diminished, but he still had many uses.
His observation skills identified traits after merely a brief glance at the monsters! His ability to distinguish drinkable water and edible grasses was also excellent.
In any case, he was being very helpful in his own way.
Smith looked around and said cautiously, “This place seems too dangerous.”
“What?”
“The level of the monsters is too high. Even with the protection of the Phoenixes and Yellowy, this isn’t a place where a Sculptor can come.”
While Weed hunted, he gave Smith liquor and put him under Death Knight’s care. It might be the reason why Smith was still underestimating Weed.
“I see.”
Weed absentmindedly listened to his words.
“Anyway, let’s head back.”
The purpose of the expedition was to check the monsters and identify the terrain. Since going too far from the River of Lamentation was extremely dangerous and had no purpose, he was about to turn back.
But something white was flying towards them from the sky.
The dignified appearance of a monster flying towards them as if it was piercing the sky!
“ROOOOAAAAAAR!”
The monster roared, shaking the whole area. The faraway beast-type monsters were also standing nailed to the ground, petrified.
“It’s a boss-class monster!”
The boss-class monster dominating the area appeared. The monster was flying through the air was steadily increasing in size. Even from a considerable distance away, it appeared bigger than the palm of his hand.
As the distance gradually shortened, the body continued to grow! It was a huge figure easily exceeding hundreds of meters in length.
The monster closed in with formidable speed while permeating a cold chill all around it.
Smith’s face turned a sickly pale color.
“That’s an Ice Dragon. It’s an Ice Dragon!”
It was enough to intimidate and disperse the Phoenixes who had been circling above Weed in the air as if keeping guard.
“Hurry and run!”