Chapter 6: De Ron's Aurora

Translation from fundle from jcafe24.net - http://www.jcafe24.net/index.php?topic=14132.0

"For the sake of the quest Weed seems to have moved."
"I went along with the new gold."

In Morata a messenger was spied reporting to the Manor and the Guilds. In the north The guilds were granted to be permanent residents, so the Central and western coastal countries sent spies to watch the movements. With that evidence they were fairly conscious about the trends of Weed. Each of the station also had foreign source planted in Morata to gain real time information.

"Is the second part of the S-class going to really difficulty?"
"It seem to be finally be starting."

Weed had the only the S-class quest in progress on the Versailles continent. A and B class could influence the entire continent. If it the very difficult S-class goes a step further than a very big change was coming. Even just one step of the quest, destroyed one of the embiyu cults and restarted the secret Matallost cult.

" If the S class quest could only be carried out in the north. If it's completed it'll have ripple effect that'll start from there."
"What do you think he obtain from going into the "history"? A premium magic sword or maybe an outrageously fire resistant armor?"
"The north part of the continent not established that could were the quest is."

There were many who speculated what would happen, but that would only happen if Weed was completed the quest. If he was successful he would be the first player to ever fulfill an S-class; with all the glory and prestige from that all the world focused all there attention on him. A fierce competition between broadcasters was going on behind-the-scences. The views from last step from the S-class quest were huge. King Hydra, Imugi; monsters that normal users needed a fierce massive battle to beat were respectively spectacular. But Bar Khan's outstanding performance caused wizards to change to Necromancers in droves. However broadcaster did not expect any special treatments of success. According to Weed what most of the Matallost cult and step 1 was luck. The nature of the quest was, more steps, more viewers. Because failure could be brought about anytime they were preparing to broadcast as soon as possible.

"….Is not in his house and seems to have disappeared."

BardRay was also being reported to. Like a scalpel the Hermes guild focused on surveillance and were reporting directly to BardRay about Weed. It was also most entirely determined by the unilateral decision of the Presbyterian church in the guild. The fact alone that he focuses on the movement of the top 50 players in the Versailles continent did not paint BardRay in a very good color.

-What if it's a sea quest?
BardRay asked in a whisper to his spy. He sent many high level spies to chase after Weed. Of course they were delayed, because Weed never moved in a strait line and they could not catch up.

-There's insufficient information on weather or not he's moving West.
-From on the trail is lost, did you check for signs of boarding something?
-It seems he went to sea aboard a boat and not on the Wyverns.
We've found traces of hunting around here that could be the wyverns but we also found traces of a boat landing on the beach.
-What the boats size? If its too small then he hasn't gone into deep waters.
-He went out to sea with out a doubt right?
Not only the spies you sent here but other guilds are here looking for evidence. We've found footprints of several hundred people from Morata. If you look at the characteristics of the footprints you can determine the equipment and job is the same type for several people. It appears those who are closest to Weed appeared in the Gateway Morata. (Signs of Geomichis)
-Roger that. Notify me of the first appearance of changes.
Yes sir.

BardRays forehead crunched down slightly. That Weed could succeed in an S class quest before him was getting on his nerves.

"Should I just kill him?"

BardRay heart shook. His equipment was incomparable to anyone on the Versailles continent, And Weeds combat ability that he showed while hunting the dragon could be achieved by BardRay. BardRay had been hunting monster of similar levels while receiving the assistance of wizards or clerics. It was after his 3rd job change at level 400 he passed through the advanced training center. There was no obstacle or monster while fighting in virtual reality that you could not get used to. If you lack movement in some part of the body, then with equipment and skill levels the gap could be narrowed. BardRay encounter many opponents on the battlefield in the Hermes guild, until he made it to the highest number of seats in the guild. (In this case there talking about how the BardRay faction holds the most power in the guild not that he is the highest seat, which is guild master.) With only two or three of the secret fencing skill discovered Weed was as good as dead.

"However now's a critical time. Until we win full control of the Kingdom of Haven under the hegemony alliance I'm in a difficult position. The time to show you the taste true despair is not yet."

Revenge is expected In the Versailles continent; That Weed continued to grow and progress with his quest put those who thirst for it in a foul mood.

"The amount of people who are writing articles for the ongoing quest are ten times more than usual. More users are starting in Morata of late. You better savor it now because eventual I will be coming." He hated users that surpass themselves and pulled themselves up in the ranks. That Weed could some could somehow gain the same equipment of the same power level as him was terribly unpleasant." (Oops. I first wrote ass him. XD)

BardRay sent a whisper

-Navy Admiral Drinfeld
-Yes

An Admiral for the Heremes guild! Drinfeld was in charge of the Kingdoms 2nd fleet.

-You've got work to do
-Just tell me where to go
-Please take you 2nd fleet to the northern parts and interfere with Weeds goal.
-Your not sending the killer blade army are you?
-No it's only important enough to kill him once or twice.
-Yes sir

Weed had left on a boat headed for deeper waters, then Drinfeld was going to be needed. BardRay rethought the commanded a little.

"The sea is very broad. It'll be tough for Drinfeld to catch-up to Weed."
BardRay wrote a letter to the external groups guild master of Metz. It proposed a transmission to the Griffith pirates who occupy a large area of the sea.

"Kill Jeoshin Weed whose out at sea..... "

Griffith was reading the letter from the Hermes guild. The navy from the kingdoms in the continent were powerful, but he Griffith's power at sea was enormous. He had more than 400 small and medium Pirate vessels under his immediate control. Pirate are also put under an indirect sphere of influence. In order for sea merchant to transport shipments by sea they had to pay a stipend like government tax to the Griffith pirates. The deputy head of the pirates Colm asked.

"Is this really such a good idea?"
"It's not a bad deal."

The guild stipulated free doctors service, and that if they managed to kill Weed they could keep any equipment he dropped. They also could gain one piece of the equipment broadcaster by BardRay.

"It's a vey generous compensation."
" It's a fake compensation though. The Hermes guild would not reveal their real equipment on air; it best kept secret."
"Then don't want to do it?
"No these opportunities like this don't come every summer."

Griffith grinned. It not only the Hermes guild, many other lords and prestigious guilds of the Central continent had the same request.

The sailing speed of the ghost ship was significantly faster. It was all because of the trained officer adjusting the sails and course. As expected the anxiety of the three navigators grew with each new point they passed. It was a rare experience to work together with a ghost crew and steer a ghost ship. The sailors from the harbor could not help but to tell stories of new places. Going to Las Phlanax was like sprinkling salt in the mouth of a crocodile.

"I know of other hunting grounds."
"Do you want to go somewhere with a better view?"

Board Mir and Hye were proposing to Weed, despite that he continued to fish! Deroreo was known as the captain of the ghost ship. They did not yet know that it was Weed. A Mooo sound came from Rover. He was lying on the spread out on the deck along with Guemuni, who was fishing while wearing a straw hat.

"Why on earth did a liche suddenly appear?"
"Even the weakest one would have a high level... shit. We can't dare to attack."

Liche is not a class that can be easily killed by a surprise attack. Looking at the undead sea monsters that rose from the seafloor, the group had a tired light.

"Is it possible to change jobs to liche?"
"I don't know. I haven't heard or any users from the continent switching before. Maybe it can only happen if you're really lucky."

Hye, Fractal, and Board Mir were discontent.

"Large reef discover on the port side! Turn."

Fractal who was monitoring the front, shouted out about the reef.
'tsu rurururu chwek'
Hye hastily turned the helm to the left. Stomach rolled as they hastily avoided the reef at the last minute. They'd come quite a long ways while sailing the ghost ship from Becky Nin. One of the quoted

"Whew. This is also a great experience, isn't it?"
"Yes, my sailing skills have risen a huge amount."

Hye was a bit surprised at Board Mir. The more they moved along Weed's route the more experience and skill proficiency piled up. This does not require the presence of the sea. The voyage itself gave off the experience, skill level, and fame of an officer who discovered a new dungeon.

"I think it was a good thing to come along with this voyage."
"I know what you mean my navigation skills have greatly improved."
"Once we pretended to faithfully follow commands... but you just can pretend to drive this boat."
"Well don't worry about it. We'll definetly find an opportunity to take control of the ghost ship. Bring it captain! We'll drive you to a deserted island and anchor you there."

The three men held a secret conversation. However when they looked upon Rover there expressions froze.
"You dare to create dirty vile conspiracies against master! HU hu Eumueue. After all this time together, your still just despicable petty cowards who cheat the master."

Like little children trying to pick pocket professional gamblers, they paid the price. Beside Weed Hye stood with a bloody nose. In addition to the sails being expanded by the fast freezing north winds, the ocean current had pushed them quicker then the maximum rate. As to not interrupt the fishing Hye spoke in a careful light tone.

"Captain, I have some thing to tell you."
"Mmm."

Weed fished on almost silently. His fishing skill had been raised to Intermediate 5 and 35% and his dexterity by 3%. There were millions of skills improve maximum vitality, but they were not in fishing.

"We were able to go about one third of the way more than expected in one day and half in the other. We be expected to arrive 2 days earlier."
"MMMM!"

Modest praise from Weed. It would have been much more comfortable to go to Las Phalanx if they had an accurate chart. There only survived so far because the accurate skill of the three navigators. There skills, not there bad nature, had to be admitted to some extent. Anyway since Weed was there employer, they continued to suffer without much remuneration.

"Okay"

Hye stepped back after the barely understandable greeting. While navigating for this long time they had been only stipend 1 gold a day. While showing a calm exterior Weed had secret thoughts to show for that earlier remark.

"Two less days means two less days of gold."

The waves became violently rougher for the second half of voyage to Las Phalanx. 7 meter waves rolled up and down and repeated surged over the Ghost ship.

"Whoooo! Find anything to hold yourself on."
"Please let me live!"

The ghost sailor that got struck began to slide into the sea. But they soon reemerged in their assigned spots. If they were real sailors it be difficult to rescue and they'd definitely be dead. The harsh changes of the ocean currents were intense. They would be sailing calmly when suddenly a giant vortex would appear in the middle of the sea, that could suck even a tall ship in and shatter it apart.

"To the right! Large back'd swirling counter-clockwise."

It was impossible to avoid them. By riding the edge of the flows of the vortexes they made exquisite distance on their voyage north. What would have take three days to sail normally was flown over with an eddy. All throughout Weed continued fishing. As they headed north he caught rare purple fish species that takes a lot of skill and preparation to cook. Besides as the captain as the sails were adjusted the voyage skills went up. Board Mir tiredly asked the question.

"How much longer do we have."
"Hye says six more days."
"We ought to arrive after just little more."
"Trouble!"

It was nota short distance, but there was no choice but to adapt to the sea. Believing in there sailing skills, they united and headed into the waves. Strength and courage was needed to hold out when the sea was this rough. Fortunately a headwind was blowing. With this perfect wind against the frames the sailing was much smoother. Then the Bodies suddenly felt much colder. Instead of rain thick snowflake fell from the sky.

"Now I've really come to the north."

Hye, Fractal, Board Mir, who had endured so far, were suddenly full of fear. However it was too late to turn the ship around. The sky was clear, the moon emerged and countless stars shone at night while being reflected on countless surfaces. It was moving to sail through Mother Nature.

*** Ttring! *** - You have entered The Deron Seaway. - Sailing skill proficiency increased - Due to the risk the strength, Endurance, wisdom, and charisma stat +6 - Fame +260 The navigators who first discover an island or a geographic region will have an increase in fame.

"This is great! Normally it only climbs up one or two degrees. Really…weird it also had increase four kinds of fish stat."
"It's because we came all the way from the harbor in Becky Nin without the typical two days of rest."

It was usually the norm to stop to supply food and reduce the fatigue of the crew. But ghost sailors had no one to write home too. Usually fatigue and homesickness are something to worry about.

Chuckle "human-looking sailor are delicious."
"Are you tired? Come take away the body and come drifting away to sea."
"Shush. Those guys are The Captain's prey. I'm sure the Captain will give us a bite to eat after he's through though."

Weed procured food so there was no need to worry about starvation, and there was a sufficient amount of water. Plus since repair was possible the ship was as good as it was in the harbor. It was not possible to see the mermaids they saw on they way here, and more and more birds and dolphins did not come as they headed north. Since entering into the Deron seaway it was the beginning of the authentic nippy autumn. And then Aurora finally unfolded! A curtain of light and start hung above the ghost ship in the middle of the night. It was beautiful enough to enchant the three hardened sailors. Created by the natural beauty of light, it was a thrill.

- You have found Derons Aurora - Due to your amazing discovery Fame + 350 - Art stat +28 - All stats +5 - Due the power of nature all abnormal states are cured. - 30% increase for five days in strength and heat resistance - 13% increase to the maximum value of all stats - The maximum speed of the ship, the turning ability, and ships ability to land will increase 27% - Due to the blessing of the spirit of the aurora you will be granted additional benefits in naval battle. The Ghost sailors and the navigators bemusedly haunted the Aurora. While looking at the aurora they sailed in childlike concentric circles. Like a cockroach coming out of a dry spell emotions swelled up out of dry eyes. With the power of nature starting down at him, Even Weed softly said.

"I Guess its time I took a closer look at you. Next time I make a light sculpture in Morata ill utilize this location so that everyone can have a look."

The joy of picking up empty bottles that could be converted into when I was a child. The aurora created lifetime memories for the travelers who saw it. It paved a twinkling road in the sky. Weed instructed.
"Let head toward that place."
"Aye sir."

The officer steered the ship through the road the Aurora showed. There was no reefs, vortex, or sea monsters that touched them; it was calm sea. With the exception of the extreme cold there was vey little mishaps.

"Uuugh cold!"

While adjusting the sail Board Mir body was shaking and shivering hard. It was the signs of one catching a cold from the cold air. Concentration also fell with decreased stamina. Weed had caught a little whale and had made a robe out of the skin in advance.

"Got to take care to not repeat the same mistakes."

It was twice as cold as the exploration of the north. When you arrive at the Las Phalanx area you have to worry about the cold before the heat, But the best way to was to wrap your body up in pre made clothes. The Yeti clothes that had been previously made were being worn now along with the newly made whale robe. Since he the fish in the north had to maintain in the cold there were touch to eat; you had to boil them for a long time. The navigators gathered around Weed and watched him with pleading eyes. Hye as the representative said.

"Good day sir."

It was as if a woodpecker suddenly appeared. The men's teeth clattered in their mouths, as they were wearing the short sleeves and shorts favored in most sea areas. They're great for easy activity, but not so great in cold weather.

"You may have us freeze to death in this state. Please give us some clothes to wear."
"Why would I do that?"

Eating alone next to person, the men who worked for you are expected to given clothes, wear something warm and leave them to the cold! It was one of the world's most lethal action where Weed, gets at least three things at once. Fractal gave a frustrated look.

"The you want our report to freeze too sir?"

"Is this a ship where the Captain has to provide clothes to his officers out of his own good will?"

Weed only said that while looking at them like they were an eyesore. Welfare benefits are nonexistent for the sailors of the ghost ship. 'The ghost sailors are just fine in the cold' was spoken louder than words.

"Please captain could you make an exception for us."
"20 gold"
"What?"
"One day rental of clothes till we land. It will be taken out of your paycheck. But you can obtain your own clothes by fishing and collecting the scales of the fishes. I made these clothes out of the materialize I collected."
"But-"
"If you don't want it you go find another for yourself."

Dirty and lousy forms of the new era, to get a rental fee from a person who would freeze to death with the clothes! You have to pay the rental fee with a cup of tears.

"You should deposit 500 gold for a week in advance."

Once the clothes were rented the officers got together and committed clamoring in whispers.

-I'll put up with it for now.
-Is Planning on us turning into popsicles? Because of the sailing contract we have to follow meekly, but our chance will come.
-Yeah will take the chance to seize the ship when that chance arise and make sure to kill him once or twice a year....

Once they seized the ship they would throw Weed away and go back. Well in such cases the degree of the sailors is nowhere near enough to accomplish something like that but a good Korean school could fix that, but for now they suffered in silence.

-Now we have to appropriate our revenge and give it a hundred times over.
-A hundred times? No it needs to be a thousand. A thousand time revenge for us.

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Chapter 7: Adventurer of Las Phalanx

Translation from fundle from jcafe24.net - http://www.jcafe24.net/index.php?topic=14132.0

Weed's Art Center was official open! The first guests were the Mandle couple who requested the sculpture. And the next day the doors properly opened.

"Are Weed's sculpture in here?"

The Morata users were frequently interested in sculpture. The effects of the light tower and the other sculptures were always great for hunting. 'The Arts Center was probably holding newly enshrined sculptures.' The admission was 10 gold. For people of level less than 100 the price was three gold. There was a price for mercenaries, and even a price for NPC's so every could apply the funds to go. The dean watched as groups of 30 or more got a 50% discount. He was ruthless in collecting funds according to the admissions board. He gave a heartless speech stating 'there are no student or elderly discounts. However the elderly and students were much more frightening.

"…. It's that lately there is no new inspired works that's been done. Yuie what level are you?"
"Level 360"
"Hohoh, 360 ehh. That won't last long."
"What's your level now?"
"It doesn't matter so much when you get to be old and in a nursing home like me. It's hard right?"
"Yeah it's hard to raise your level when you're a wizard."

Compare it to the comparison. Children and grandchildren don't interact with the elderly in a big way. However, now the grandfathers and grandmothers that were too tired to go and visit could spend time with them without ever leaving their homes. From TV, to current affairs, drama and fun, there was loads for the elderly to do in the new world! In reality as more more time went on the backs bent and stamina lagged, but now with the new bodies they can do so much more again. There was times when it was easy to see paying grandmothers and grandfathers killing loads of monsters with a smile.

"But isn't the entrance fee too expensive? What is in the Art Center that you need 10 gold for? That money could be used on something to eat."

Morata users that had been waiting since the morning were rife with dissatisfaction. It was no uncommon to see many sitting in positions of regret

"How much Raman could you buy with 10 gold?"
"This makes me want to see what inside really badly."
"Will Weed's genius sculptures help a lot with hunting?"

The discontent users entered the Art's Center. The 5-story building had 2 underground floors and a large garden. The garden was a comfortable space where one could relax and view the sculptures. Sculptures such as statues giving love confessions, monsters, and the children's favorite bronze bear statue.

"Meat sandwiches for sale."

The Art Center had a full time restaurant whose door was always open. The recreational space for families to relax and conduct business trade in the restaurant! There was also a stage and theater, that had been completed, where bands could perform, though it was currently empty.

"Let's go visit the Art Center then let's go hunting."

Novices users suddenly stampeded past the users in the garden. From B2 to the second floor was several display cases of Weeds and exhibition space for the other general artist. Morata painters and sculpture now had a place to exhibit their work. Artist up until now had to earn money by selling only commissioned works. But with the opening of the Arts Center now it was receive a separate admission from a displayed work. It was an opportunity to display handsome or angry works they've made and gain some fame.

"Here is my work."
"The Bo-hum is this way. It came all the way from the former city of East Berkshire!"

The Morata artist's at this moment felt a great deal of joy and respect for the lord.

"In the Versailles continent, feeling for art is hard to find and difficult to understand. Our sympathies to the sculpture who understands our feelings about work. Sarah you understand don't you?"

When the Art Center opened Morata local fame went up by 60. In the battle for fame, Morata had increased by leaps and bounds thanks to its cultures feats. The affiliated artist from Morata that traveled to show off their work received special treatments and privileges.

"Coming from Morata for work? It's difficult to find your way back. So you want to be shown around town? Only 20 gold."

In Morata the popular sculptures sold fairly well. If the original was worth 5 gold of course 7 gold is better. Although it was limited to the north, artists felt sufficiently rewarded. But the true value of the Art Center was they could have their work appreciated. The value of an artwork that is properly displayed gives off an additional 20% increase in certain options. It was preserved in perfect condition so even if time passed it could not be damaged from outside tampering. Sculpture and paintings by them selves usually could not have cumulative effects, but not in the art center. One sculpture increased the effect of the other, so intermingled it created better advantages when paired. Featured artists could make drastic and bold attempts at creating artworks. If It's a good artwork users have a reason to explore the expensive admissions looking for rewards.

"But there's a lot of empty places."
"Most artist art still in there infancy. It can't be helped."

Who would give such an expensive entrance fee for children's artwork? If there is no distinction you could not display. Each artist only volunteered their best work to be displayed since it going to be looked at by a lot of spectators.

The visitors went up to the third floor. It was full of Weed little sculpture from traveling around. Monster of every sex from each providence; there was even miniatures of cities. The city of Serboase in the Rosenheim Kingdom, the lava mountains, the town that wanted justice Baran village, The city in the sky Lavias, the free city of Somren Liberty, and the trek through the mountains. There was also the Yurokey mountain range in the plains of despair. The miniature seemed to be moving as it changed from each terrain of the Versaillies continent. Every time your eye traveled over it you caught a monster, tree, or other creation that hadn't been seen there before. It was like a masterpiece mansion. The quantity was increasing, the more detailed and fine works were put on display in the center of the of the Art Center.

"A tremendous devotion dwells in the works."
"There so much heart in the sculptures"

The felt this while watching Weeds works in wonder. It was a display of the maximum potential a human can do. On the fourth floor, one third of it was a hall made out of glass displays. There they were able to view the dolls. The sewing sculptures from birth to death, created with the highest concentration. It was impeccable. One child, grows and grows, and does not end. Over time, the possibility of human and the potential for happiness shows life is precious. Looking at the dolls of a person's life one had a vivid experience of the creation. Family, the tears and pain and joy all naturally dissolved in the dolls. Most of the audience read the works like lyrics from beginning to end. To fully understand the work background is essential. At the end of the full cycle there was a signpost that required reading.

This works display was made by the poor architect Pavo along with art deputy Gaston. This is the work of a sincere and humble artist who left an unfinished name, the hope is that you it will leave warm and worthwhile feelings that you will remember for the rest of your life.

Under that signpost a small of piece of paper was stuck.

This piece is for my daughter that could not be born into this world. I entrusted the commission to engraver but I did not expect this result. This piece that was modeled for my wife and me was commission for only one copper. He has my daughter real. I don't know what you will feel when you look at it, But this sculptures has made a big impression on my wife and me. Before life felt just too absurd and irrational, but now I feel it's something we can live in together. Thank you

.

Visitors that saw the dolls were reverent. Naturally they all enjoyed their time and appreciated the sentiment with gratitude.

*** Ttring! *** - You have seen the mythical sculpture of an unknown name. It's a flower of art. The Work should be called phenomenal. The Sculptor did not express his name however expressed his prowess by creating this work entitled Birth through Death. Looking at this sculpture has increased the understanding of the blessings of life. - During the day, health, mana, and stamina will increase the speed of recovery rate by 32% - Health and mana + 36% - +24 in all stats -In addition agility and courage will have increase 36% faster. The effects will show when you move over long distances. - From savoring the joy of life vitality + 500 permanently - Wisdom and knowledge + 2 permanently - In order to fully understand this work frequent viewing of finer points is needed.

The Art Centers first floor, second floor kept flooding visitors to the third floor. On the third floor visitors still kept going, but on the fourth floor no one wanted to leave. There was a line of people waiting for other people to leave. They looked at the dolls from birth, to school, to marriage, to having children, to death and heading back to the begging. That cannot be resorted to life, the most precious things is those hours of happiness. Just like bright precious jewels the hours passed staring at the life. Nobody knows who started clapping, but soon the applause was thunderous.

"Darling do you want to live here?"

Delphi first suggested after looking at the sculptures of her daughter. Even if she did return to the Central continent she had precious memories of the sculptures to cheer her up. Delphi asked concerned.

"Do like this place?"
"Yes, I can feel the energy from the people. And it's there's adventure. The Central continent is under the concessions of the guilds who are endlessly warring. Considering the political stability the northern conflicts are small. The guilds are also new. People have lots of expedition, and exploration quests. The New products and hunting grounds are overflowing, and it's really is too beautiful. I think I'd like to settle down here and hunt together like we use to do."

They moved into a two story stone house on the outskirts of the Morata district. There are many shacks in Morata so tenancy is high. For the first time parties of people could own a house. The first signs of moving people threw moving parties with food for the new tenants. Everybody who carries something gets something to eat. Houses with vistas were shockingly popular. The view was amazing even if the ceiling popped and creaked and leaked when it rained. Owning a poor shack was amazingly romantic. Women would come home from the Arts Center in tears.

PART 2 TO COME…. CHAPTER NOT FINISHED

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