Reunion with Da’in

Pabo had a grand dream as an architect.

From building house, business building, and etc.. he knew of them through and through. However, Morata’s houses had very unique taste.

In rich kingdoms, for one to get their own house, he has to be either a high level user, or have lots of money. Because they have to build a high quality house or villa that wouldn’t lose to anyone else.

But in Morata, there one majorly common type of housing.

PanJiat House! (t/n: house made of scrapes). Easy and cheap to build.

Although they were just PanJiat houses, that can barely fend away rain or wind, no one was embarrassed since so many people own one.

Since even beginners could own one if they get wood, anyone around level 20 or 30 could own a house.

The dream of owning a house was achieved this easily.

Beginners that got their own house store items or equipments they don’t use in the house and can call over friends to have a party.

Since Morata was their hometown and where their house were, beginners didn’t leave Morata easily even after they levelled up.

Originally, if lots of PanJiat houses are built, crime rate and hygiene decreases significantly, so not many places allow them to be built.

In other cities, buying land itself is very expensive, so huge sum of money is required.

However, Morata had very cheap price for land, and had fairly low crime rate and good hygiene. Land was cheap, because the lord made expensive waterway and formed vigilante corps. The Order of Freya actively gave aid to the poor as well, so not many thieves came out.

“There is no other places that suit more to have PanJiat houses.”

Pabo built lots of PanJiat houses.

PanJiat houses he made were sturdy and had good use of space, so PanJiat houses he made were popular.

PanJiat house newly built have its own mood too.

Although after some time, aging of the house begins, and rainwater leaks through due to rotting of the house. New PanJiat houses were alright.

Adventurers or Merchants from Central Continent, or rich users wanted high quality housing.

“Please build a house where Morata could be seen. Build huge storage, and use expensive materials.”

Pabo worked hard since he gets lot of request for high quality housing and business buildings.

The thousands of PanJiat houses, hundreds of high quality villas, Morata bridges and store buildings were rooted in the place as one of Morata’s specialties.

“Construction and Designing skill. These two aren’t increasing very much these days.”

Experience point for PanJiat houses were very small.

The experience and fame he gains when completing stores or villas was decreasing as he build more of them.

“Let’s make a proper building this time.”

At that moment, Weed’s request fired up his desire to challenge himself as an Architect.

For the sculpture about birth and death.

And the countless dolls. He had to make a building for them.

“Intermediate Designing!”

**Ding!**

- Starting designing.

In front of Pabo, blueprint paper appeared in form of opaque 3D image.

Using mana, he could raise walls and pillars and decorate the inside as if he’s building a real house.

Beginning Designing Skill has size and materials limited.

Construction and Designing skills are the skills that cannot be separated from one another.

Using various materials and new way of designing affects Construction skill increase it. Through Designing, he finishes arrangement of furniture and house structure.

After making a blueprint, he can order workers.

Pabo’s Construction skill is Intermediate level 3.

It is not advanced enough to build a house, but he can make large building and garden without a sweat.

“I’m someone who even made three luxury villa at the same time.”

Pabo made frames with huge structures.

Weed said, he made the dolls for some child.

“That noble meaning… I will not disappoint you.”

Weed’s approximate spending for the building is 1980 gold!

It was just enough money to build a house.

But Pabo planned on using all the materials he could to construct.

“Let’s bring the best trees and flowers in the continent to design a garden. Let’s have the garden be about 2000 acres, and the building should be at least 10000 acres.

With the highest quality and most grand landmark building as the goal, he started with a size and design he have never done before.

As architect who is said to be richest after merchants, he was thinking of using all his money if necessary to build a building that can represent Morata.

“It makes no sense for the artist Weed to have no place to display his works.”

By displaying Weed’s sculptures, allowing citizens and travellers to see the artwork. Pabo started constructing.

Since the scale of it was huge, he started the work right away.

Pale was hunting with his friend in the dungeon, when Weed PMed him.

>>> I need to hunt in underground prison. It might be dangerous, so please send a person over.<<<

Underground prison of Ambinu Fort was very complicated.

There were many parties who are hunting, and monsters are everywhere. There was a monster that uses poison, so fighting without any plan was bad.

>>>Alright.<<<

After finishing PM, he said to his friends.

“Weed-nim wants me to send over a person.”

“Should I go?”

Hwaryeong steps up as if she’s been waiting for it. She couldn’t lose a chance to be with Weed.

“If it’s Hwaryeong-nim, Weed-nim will welcome you without question. But he says he needs someone who can cure poison. Irene, do you want to go too?”

“What about the party here if I go?”

“We’ll manage somehow. We have Da’in-nim too, so we should be fine.”

Pale’s party working on many quests in Morata.

While getting ‘Ancient breastplate recipe’, they were doing hunting and quests.

The quest they were doing right now was a very dangerous dungeon hunting quest where very strong monsters ambushed although it was only difficulty Level C.

“Hwaryeong-nim is going, wouldn’t it be too dangerous for others if I go too?”

“Who knows. It depends on how long Zephyr-nim endures, but it would be a bit dangerous, wouldn’t it?”

Since they formed a party without a Warrior or a Knight, they were a bit unstable. Although Zephyr took the role of defending, they were in trouble when numerous monsters attacked at once. They often confused monsters with Hwaryeong’s Dance of Chaos or Dance of Temptation, but if her and Irene were both absent, it would impact the expedition quite a bit.

“I’ll go.”

Da’in stepped up.

Shaman was a job that truly symbolized mix-matched character!

It had quite a bit of damage, so it was her specialty to beat up the monster when it is not under normal condition.

Da’in would sometimes mutter while swinging the club.

“Yeah, the true beauty of beating up is the hand job. If I don’t have this delicious taste of beating up, then hunting would be no fun.”

She who was gaining quite a lot of popularity as a Shaman at Morata, and was giving the Pale’s group a hand. Zephyr nodded.

“If it’s Da’in-nim, I can trust you. You can cure poison and heal. Hwaryeong-nim and Da’in-nim should both go and give some help.”

After deciding who will go to underground prison, Yurin drew a picture following Weed’s description.

A picture of dark prison entrance with Yurin, Da’in, and Hwaryeong standing next to Weed. It was a good point of Picture Teleportation: It could teleport several people at once. Of course, she had to draw all the people on one picture, so teleporting unreasonably many people was impossible. Also, due to restriction of mana, she couldn’t teleport them too deep into the underground path.

“Picture Teleportation!”

Yurin, Hwaryeong, and Da’in disappeared into the picture, as if they were being sucked in.

At the underground prison entrance, where Weed was waiting, YooLin, Hwaryeong, and Da’in appeared out of nowhere like water ripple.

Moooooo!

Rover welcomed them with obedient face as if he’s happy to see them.

He was a male, and due to art lifeform characteristic, he liked beautiful people.

“Oh my, what a handsome and dependable ox.”

Hwaryeong softly scratched Rover’s neck.

It was when Rover was enjoying the moment with an innocent expression, and his mouth open.

“Oppa, how many kilograms is he?”

“He’s a primer Korean cow. I added special parts like ribeye.”

(t/n: Koreans think the “Korean cow” aka the home-country bred cows are more delicious.

Also, ribeye parts are sold more expensive than other parts of cow because of it’s deliciousness.)

“Yum. It would be best to just boil him to make SaGol (t/n: literal: Bone Soup

you boil bone with water, for a while to have the bone brew out the taste to make soup. It may sound scary, but it’s not. It’s actually just like broth, just that it’s more light than broth.) and eat it with rice.”

Yurin was joking and playing around, because she was in front of Weed!

Rover’s facial expression died out darkly.

In midst of all that, Weed and Da’in looked at each other. Due to a remnant of a curse, Da’in got at Morata, her face was distorted to the point it was hard to recognize her. She could’ve lifted the curse, but she wanted to see how Weed was doing and let it be. Da’in bowed first and greeted him first.

“Nice to meet you. I heard a lot about you.”

It was greeting given, while hiding the complex feeling she had meeting him, after such a long time. Weed introduced himself briefly.

“I’m Sculptor Weed. You must be the Shaman Pale-nim told me about.”

“Call me Da’in.”

Conspicuousness flashed by in Weed’s eyes.

When he heard that a member of Pale’s party was a Shaman called Da’in, he thought it was a very strange coincidence.

“Da’in… and you’re a Shaman.”

“Is something wrong?”

Weed shook his head as if he wanted to shake away something.

“Nothing. I just thought of memory of past.”

“What kind of memory?”

“Just… A memory I alone have. Sadly, now isn’t the time to have a long conversation.”

Because he remembered of the memory at Lavias, he replied coldly.

After hearing that Weed was going to underground prison entrance, more people were gathering around to see him. Some followed him from the Temple of Mathalos Order. It would be better to get to the destination as quickly as possible with Mercenary Smith.

“Let’s share the story later, and enter the underground prison.”

Weed unsheathed his sword and headed forward.

Since he already used Sword Sharpening or Armor Shining skills, he had nothing to be afraid of.

Da’in casted spells as she swung her club.

The spell that increased strength, agility, mobility, and attack speed, and hardening skin was cast over Weed.

The amazing effect that cannot be from a normal Shaman!

Weed’s strength increased over 230 and movement became very fast.

His whole both was full of strength, as if he put down heavy baggage.

Health and agility increased, so he could run like wind, and he felt as if he could jump from a cliff to cliff. The feeling of of being able to run like a cheetah!

‘What an amazing Shaman.’ Weed thought inwardly. He heard that she was the best Shaman in Morata, but skill and mastery was exceptionally good.

“What a huge underground dungeon. I never knew it would be this deep.” Warrior Hon looked around. Underground Prison of Ambinu showed off its grand scale. Complex maze and various experiment samples. Monsters were at a high level, and traps were everywhere. The Thief user in the party disassembled all the traps, but they got lost and took over fifty days to arrive at where the Priests of Mathalos Order were tied.

Users who received the quest of rescuing the Captives of Mathalos Order were over 40,and all of them were high levelled.

He could search every nook and cranny of this vast dungeon, with the help of Adventurer and the Elemental Shaman, and arrive there.

The Holy Knight Villeo spoke.

“Underground prison under Ambinu Fort… It really wasn’t any normal dungeon. When would Weed come?”

Magician Eastern replied while relaxedly starting a campfire.

“Since I heard he just set off from Morata, wouldn’t he take about five days?”

Garic seemed as if he couldn’t accept it. “That fast?”

He meant that that was too fast of an arrival compared to how much trouble they went through.

“We told him the way. We also disassembled all traps, so within four or five days, he should be able to arrive here without trouble. Although he might arrive later.”

Hon made a decision as the party leader.

“Then, let’s hunt around this region since we can’t sit here and waste our time.”

“Should we then?”

“Look around. Others are all hunting too.”

At the underground prison, there were plenty of monsters.

Because the place had no light, disgusting looking monsters and lifeforms damned by the Ambinu Curse were living there. All of them were a high level. Mostly monsters of around level 350 spawned.

“If he hurry, then he should get here within five days.”

Weed approached Dark Knights guarding the entrance to the underground prison. Because he made a legendary sculpture and watched it, and had Shaman’s skills, he moved fast as if he was flying.

“There are fifteen Dark Knights we have to defeat.”

Doorkeepers of the Ambinu Order.

The Priest of Destruction from Dethemele Order, were also helping the Dark Knights. To enter the underground prison, he had to defeat them first.

Although it was only a short moment, usually users fought the doorkeepers after having certain numbers of parties gathered.

Dark Knight who could be fought with ease when at least 20 people gathered! Weed tried to fight with only Hwaryeong, Da’in, and Yurin.

‘If we have too many, it’ll be only annoying.’

When hunting alone, he was enough. If he had these kind of companions, it’s more more than enough. When members increase, he have to share drops, and the pain of that is something that cannot be explained!

“What the… Are they just going to hunt like that? Are they crazy?”

“You looked at them on TV. How amazingly strong he is.”

“He could only succeed in the quest because he had many barbarians helping him”

“He should only be able to get into the underground prison with our help….”

“Let’s watch for now. They’ll call for help if they need it.”

Weed the God of War.

The spectators watched from afar, not even trying to hide their hope of maybe becoming his companion.

If he does call for help, they’ll run out to help and can display their strength.

To be in same party as Weed itself was a great honor. Hwaryeong said worriedly,

“Around what level are the knights at?”

“Early 330’s. Elite Dark Knights are about 380.” Although Elite Dark Knights were there, Weed explained. “Knights are strongly disciplined, and Dance of Temptation wouldn’t really work on them.”

If it was Hwaryeong’s charm, even Rover would wag his tail.

Other than necessary charm skills as a Dancer, when looking at clothes, accessory, tempting people with beautiful and tempting dance. There wouldn’t be any men who will not fall head-to-toe over her.

“My life is very low. If I get hit by monster as strong as Dark Knight, I would die instantly. Will we be ok?”

“I’ll break their formation first, so dance after that.”

“I’ll trust Weed-nim.”

Dark Knights recognized Weed and reacted.

“The enemy of our Order.”

“He’s the archenemy who destroyed the origin of the religion, and killed the Pope.”

“He who flapped his sly tongue, to trick the barbarians and challenged us, who followed holy purpose and came back.”

Dark Knights charged with eccentric criticism. Charge of Knights!

Sometimes, Knights would stubbornly request one-on-one battle. Because they had honor and fame, Knights requested one-on-one battle.

But, such rule didn’t work on Weed. It was because he and the Ambinu Order formed enemy relationship, that cannot be compromised.

ChulKuk ChulKuk ChulKuk.

Dark Knights charging while making the sounds of armor and bones hitting one another was terrifying. The Knight’s Charge was strong enough to injure the thick body of King Hydra. Because the enormous weight of the armor was helping the charge, even if he used shield to block, life and vitality drops a lot. Often, he may get stunned due to the shock.

But Weed too had defense skill. Closed Eye!

A Warriors’ skill that raised Fortitude and Resilience by limiting the sight.

Not only that, but Moonlight Sculpting Blade was also a skill that had both attack and defense method, although he does not use it often.

When using it solely for attacking, it can damage greatly by ignoring enemy’s defense. It was due to the characteristic that sculpt the material itself, and the skill of knowing how to handle light.

Using the light, he can make the enemy unable to see, or wrap light around his whole body to use it as defense.

It’s shortcoming was that he used mana fast, because it is similar to a magic attack, and cannot hit a physical target. However when Weed tested it, the result was out of this world!

Weed swept through the middle of monsters’ army, with light wrapping around his body and wings spread out. Sword skill that targets rollercoaster-like fast approaching monsters! He could’ve hit then after pouring out light, but he would be using up too much mana. It only took a moment to swing his knife and cutting up the monsters and destroy them.

7 Keletap! The battle would’ve took longer when fighting normally, but it finished in only 30 to 40 seconds!

Using the Wing of Light, he gave life too. He could dodge or counter monsters. There were many methods he could’ve used to fight. But Weed almost never had to do his all to fight. Although when befalling the Ambinu Fort, it was the greatest chance to fight, it was due to the summoned Barcan, King Hydra, and Python, who fought better than his expectation.

He was going to momentarily reveal his true self, when cutting King Hydra’s neck, but he finished it boringly, when he became tired.

“The hunt is too repetitive, too boring.”

Compared to the Weed’s growth, most of battle was now tedious.

Battles in which he does his best, does not let him raise Endurance or Resilience. For the maximum hunting effectiveness, he has to sacrifice without much benefit.

Underground prison are said to have monsters everywhere. Since he expect battle to continue, he cannot rely on skill that uses mana.

“Heukkun, make the land around me into mud.” He summoned the spirit of earth in blink of an eye. Weed made the spirit himself. He was fresh, new and had only used a small amount of mana. He was also a very obedient spirit. Now that his mana recovery rate was faster, he can use spirits in however ways he wanted.

“I have come to listen to the most handsome guy in all Versaille Continent, Weed-nim. I will make the earth into mud now.”

Other spirits were arrogant and took too much time to summon. Even if they had high friendliness with the spirit master; it was rare for them to listen to him. However, Heukkun come right away as soon as he’s called.

The earth the knights charged on soon changed into a mud pool, that came up to their ankles. The armored Knights rolled over and struggled in the earth that turned into a swamp.

“What is that spirit?”

“Is that the spirit of earth? It appeared so quickly!”

hose who saw Heukkun showed an amazed reaction.

“Hurray for absolute charisma Weed-nim! I have completed your comment. Is there anything else I should do? Use me however way you want.”

Weed said as if he’s facing an enemy. “You fight as well.”

“Thank you, master. I will never forget your kindness. I will treasure it deep down in earth.” Heukkun raised earth and threw it over the Dark Knights.

Although it didn’t have much damage because it’s just earth, it had hidden rocks, so the Dark Knights had to deal with it. Heukkun used little mana, although he was a spirit.

The Weed of now, was like a spring overflowing with mana, he didn’t need to save either. “Heukkun you can use my mana, however much you want.”

“It is an honor, master.”

Kuakuakuang!

Earth rained down from sky like volcano rememants. Weed jumped into the swamp of Dark Knights, sunk down to their thighs.

Wherever he stepped turned solid, so he didn’t have problem walking.

“Enemy of Ambinu Order!”

“You have done well to come. I will slay you.”

Dark Knights swung at Weed, they were panicking due to the earth.

The Knights were humungous, but because their legs were sunk under earth, their height was about the same.

The swords the Dark Knights were swinging were covered with earth, and swung chaotically.

The sword Weed swung, made beautiful sounds and continually flowed towards the the Dark Knights’ swords.

Tararararang!

Where Dark Knights were crowded, a path opened up as if snow storm parted its way.

“Bone Cutter!”

“Sharpness Blade!”

“Illusion Sword!”

As Dark Knight’s swords shined, the skills activated.

Damage enhancing skill that cutted out opponents’ bone!

Penetrating skill by focusing strength with accuracy!

The Dark Knights even used skill that separated sword to form five swords.

The Dark Knights attack, surround Weed and flew toward him.

Weed sharply turned his body. He dodged Bone Cutter, that would have given him critical damage, and dodged swords that attacked in a straight line by curving his body backward. After barely dodging, the attack of five separated sword. Weed’s eyes shined.

‘There’s weakness in skills like these.’ Weakness that it divides up strength and attack damage! “Sword Dance.” Weed quickly moved his feet and swung his sword to deflect all five attacks.

“Keuk!”

Dark Knights felt dishonored by just having their attack deflected. It is because even after attacking in a group, and putting aside their honor, they couldn’t defeat Weed.

“Bone Cutter!”

“Keep on attacking!”

Weed moved around actively between the Dark Knights like a loach in mud pool. After jumping in between them, he moved as close as if their skin touching, would prevent them from using skills.

‘Close range fights are the best fights.’

Warriors use skills ever since the beginning. Sending aura of sword without hesitation, and he used long distance kills like Pa Gong Chang. It had fancy effect and damage suited to it. It was a job that has excellent attack damage as its level gets higher. There was reason to why he was looked upon when hunting. On the other hand, Weed usually trusted sculpting blade and covered up rest of things with his body. He grew up using close combats that uses the least mana and raises skill and resilience. Even if Knights were fast and sharp, because he had experience, he could dodge most of them.

‘Plus… their swords are much slower than SaHyungs’ or Master’s.’

Even when looking at footwork, he can somewhat guess where he’ll head to.

Weed inputted Dark Knights’ location and attack direction in his head and moved between them.

‘If I’m swift and smooth, I will not fall even if I fight against many.’

He dug in as he let sword slip and reflect. Weed’s Right Hand Sword skill, which is at Intermediate level 7 became the basis of the battle.

Because his Sword skill was higher than Dark Knights, when hitting exact target point, opponents’ attack skills often cancelled out.

“Triple!”

Weed used minimum skill possible and slashed Dark Knights as if he was just walking by them. He avoided using his specialty Sculpting Blade to avoid the audience’s eyes. Not revealing all of his capability is helpful in preparing unexpected situations. Sculpting blade is more effective when fighting against stronger monsters than normal monsters, especially when slaying Knights or Warriors.

“Euuk!”

“He slipped away.”

Dark Knights screamed and moaned, but didn’t fall.

This was why it was difficult to deal with Knight; they had amazing defense and life because they had full plate armor. But damage didn’t end as small cut. Weed’s sword was a Demon Sword, said to have slayed a Demon.

- Demon Sword’s Freezing Curse.

Part of body freezes and lowers strength and agility greatly.

Ice elemental damage is give every second and decreases life by 35.

- Demon Sword’s Broken Rock Curse.

Crack appears on equiped armors and durability continues to drop.

Defense is lowered.

- Demon Sword’s Succubus Curse.

Evil spirits clings on, causing illusions, and destroys those whose mentality is weakened in high speed.

Due to Weed’s invasion, the Dark Knights fell in chaos.

Using the gap made for an instant, Hwaryeong walked between Knights.

“Dance of Temptation!”

Bubi Bubi! A dance that can only be seen at a club or night concert!

When Hwaryeong’s body passes by lightly touching Dark Knights, they stopped at the spot as if they froze. With eyes that lost focus, they drooled and losted their minds. Hwaryeong skills grew while Weed had not see her; so when she dances butterflies flies and flower petals scattered.

“Dancer has to be graceful all the time!”

She was using Scattering Flower skill as a bonus!

When Hwaryeong passes while dancing, a very tempting fragrance is left behind. It was only an instant, but over 10 Dark Knights were charmed and lost their fighting spirit.

“Kuaaak!”

Weed started with Priests who had weaker defense. Although Priests had higher level, their life was low, so it didn’t take much time. When he cleared out the Priests, thanks to Hwaryeong’s incredible performance, the Dark Knights attacking Weed, decreased to only three!

“Too easy.”

Weed and Hwaryeong worked in perfect coordination.

Weed dodged the three Dark Knights’ attack like nothing and actively counter attacked.

-Critical Damage

Every single time, and accurate hits!

Weed used the Coldream’s Demon Sword, which slayed a demon very effectively. The Demon Sword gave a wings to a tiger. Based on strength and attack damage, it was important to give a critical damage, he made many small cuts. Using Demon Sword’s curse that overlap its effect seven times, he weakened Dark Knights significantly and then killed them.

Weed moved fantastically as if to make the armor he was wearing, feel like just heavy burden.

The audiences’ jaw dropped.

“What is this?”

“How can a person move like that? Does he see the Dark Knights’ attacks?”

“It’s not something you can do by seeing. See? He’s deflecting the sword by changing the direction of it, through hitting it in the middle.

Even when they looked again after clearing their eyes, scenes that they could not be believe continued to happen.

Beginner Warriors or Knights usually have resilience, skill, and armor. Even when they get experienced enough, they usually use shield or weapon to block the attack. Yet Weed was dodging enemy attack with only an inch of gap, and backed up after hitting vital spots. If people knew that Weed was suppressing his original capability by a lot, they would feel a surge of of self doubt and defeat.

“Even the videos of Versaille Continent’s most famous Warriors were not on this level.”

“Still, does he not have something called fear at all? How can he dash forward in that kind of situation?”

“I knew it when he fought riding on Wyverns. That kind of battle is too normal for Weed!”

As the battle went on, the audiences could not believe what was happening in front of their eyes; and yet couldn’t help but be captivated, by every single natural action of Weed’s.

If he fought relying on his high level or skill, then they wouldn’t be this surprised, but the way he moved was art itself. Battle scenes that seem as if he’s enjoying the battle and controlling every single movement.

Users knew how amazing Weed’s action was.

“Stat, Skill, everything is optimized.”

“He using all into his fight.”

High level users’ normal ability was about using character’s skill effectively. After judging which of various skills is most suited for the situation, he fights and wins. Compared to that, they could see Weed’s accurate judgement and movement, as if he was born for battling.

Even if they’re the same characters, they differ depending on how they fight. Like how there’s a huge difference in battle games, when the players use the same characters. If it was a normal human, he wouldn’t dash into the middle of where Dark Knights swung their swords, and would try to deflect by hitting their swords. No, even before that, he wouldn’t try to fight Dark Knights with risk, and would have chose to gather more allies for safety.

When looking at the battle, in which Weed dashed into without hesitation, there’s something that makes people’s blood hot. Making those who watch zealous, and become absorbed by the battle.

“There’s over 10 Dark Knights. But only 4 players are really hunting them. If they were late 300s level party, it would be possible but……”

“Look at the Artist over there! She’s wearing a tunic with level 30 restriction.”

“Is she really not even level 50?”

“Her job is an Artist. She’s not even fighting. She’s only doodling.”

Yurin was drawing Knights who were wearing formal and grand armor as ugly primitives. They had bushy beards, nose hair sticking out, and tights instead of armor.

“The weapon the Shaman is equipped with, isn’t a good one either!”

“She’s a very famous Shaman in Morata. I partied with her once before, but… Her level is not even 250.”

“But they’re hunting Dark Knights nonetheless? Even if they have Weed that’s impossible.”

“Shaman’s amazing too, and I’ve never seen a Dancer get involved in battle as actively like that. I hope I could dance with such a charming Dancer like her….”

When the audience’s praise continued, Weed’s expression was so-so.

‘Boring.’

Dark Knights’ ability was rather amazing. They were Knights and they poured down very sturdy and heavy blows.

If he was in his level 300s, he would’ve hunted them filled with joy, because it would be a monster stronger than him.

But since Weed’s level is 370, they were somewhat easy to hunt.

The number that would’ve been just right for others, was just making Weed (who levelled up while struggling in disadvantageous situations) sleepy.

‘Too weak.’

Even after hunting a bunch of Dark Knights at once, this much made him only think it was boring. Even after Weed entered the underground prison, he easily cleared away the monsters. Since Hwaryeong makes them fall asleep, he could hunt the monsters way too easily; to the point where the hunt would feel meaningless.

Because there were lots of audiences, he couldn’t really get hit by Dark Knights on purpose to raise his resilience. Because he just made a sculpture, his life and mana recovery rates are monstrous, he wouldn’t usually die even after fighting and fighting.

In front of Weed, Monk of Ambinu Order appeared. A pretty-fast group that uses punch or kick as main weapon. Weed used another skill over Sculpting Blade. It was possible only because Sculpting Blade was purely used to oppress sword skill.

“15 Chained Hit.”

Pububububububububububuk!

He runs toward them without hesitation and beats them up without mercy.

No mercy, and no magnanimity.

“Hammer Fist!”

If Monks manage to barely stretch out their punch, he just let them hit him.

Weed had great armor, so it was no problem to get hit by some of Monks punches.

“Did you just hit me?”

Weed’s eyebrows twitched. When he doesn’t get hit properly, neither endurance nor resilience rises. There was no need to get hit when stats doesn’t rise at all!

“15 Chained Hit.”

Pububububububububububuk!

He cruelly beat up monks.

Beat up this way, beat up that way, beat up after chasing after him. Beat up once more, because he thought the skill the monk used, would’ve gone to waste otherwise. The sword went berserk and cut up Monks without mercy. It was to the point the audiences felt pity towards the Monks of Ambinu Order. Because mana recovery rate was so fast, even after he used a skill, it soon filled up.

“Weed! To come as far as here…! I’ve heard your dirty evil name several times. I will take revenge on you for the Ambinu Order.”

Elite Dark Knight approached as he flapped his cape from underground prison. If it wasn’t Weed, it would’ve created excitement and nervousness.

“Elite Dark Knight, you’ve come well. Sword Kaiser!”

Strongest offensive skill that activates after dodging Elite Dark Knight’s attack and countering it!

“Kuuk!”

Elite Dark Knight flew and hit the wall as if he’s nothing.

- Due to huge damage, Elite Dark Knight fell in panic state.

Weed raised his sword and swung it.

“So why did you appear then? Just die! Die! Die!”

Elite Dark Knight lifted his shoulder protector, and lost his life in vain.

“Equipment!”

Weed stuck his tongue out and licked his lower lip.

The situation made his lip dry and become thirsty out of greed.

“Since it became like this, I should just raise my Sword skill, Offensive skill mastery, and Experience point then!”

Pububuk!

Buuk! Kuang! Udangtang!

“Kuuaaak!”

After hunting without thinking of defensive stats, he left only a horrifying monster’s wreck. The audience that followed him slowly, increased distance between him and them and slowly went farther away.

“Uuu…”

“This is why people say the place Weed walks by monster will go extinct.”

“To think his personality was as dirty as that. He didn’t let go of even one and just kept on beating and beating and beating.”

“Did you just see? He beat the monster that already died, three more times before it fell.”

“I’ve never seen that kind of way of hunting monster.”

“The infamousness wasn’t a false rumor at all.”

The audience went away, making a ruckus.

The fear toward the person who hunts with such a dirty personality!

Even when they walked far away from Weed, what Weed said lingered on their ears. It was a conversation Weed was sharing after clearing away about five groups of Dark Knights and Followers of Ambinu Order.

“Let’s speed up the battle.”

“How?”

“HwaDolYi’s, Come out.”

Using inexhaustible mana, he summoned not even one, but two high level spirits of fire. Spirits with burning bodies crawled on the floor in front of Weed. They tried to be on Weed’s good side, by showing a fire show to Weed. It happened when mastership over spirits is at the peak.

“Did you summon us? Oh the greatest under the sky, our creator!”

“You two, start some fire. Starting from the end of this hall, start the fire in order.”

“Yes, master.”

Weed knew about the complex underground blocked road from the expedition. Inside the hall, there were traps and was filled with monsters.

“Make sure to check, and choose only the places without people.” Weed warned them. He might accidently become a murderer if he starts fire at where a party is hunting and kills them.

“We will accomplish the order with our life on the line. It is an honor for us to carry our your order without you forgetting about us.”

Inside the blocked road of underground prison was filled with Dark Knight and monsters.

“Kuueee.”

“Keuk keuk keuk.”

The dry air at the hall where monsters stayed slowly became hot.

“Kuueeehhhh!”

Monsters that are suffering while drooling!

Starting from where the hall is blocked, when the fire started to erupt explosively, they screamed and ran outside.

“Nice harvest! 15 Chained Hit!”

Weed killed every single monsters as soon as they ran out from the fire.

Like an experienced farmor’s hoeing, he targetting monsters’ head, neck, and vital sports with accuracy.

“This is the true taste of hunting.”

In front of Weed, monsters died out like falling leaves.

When monsters turn gray and drop items and equipments, he sorts out expensive ones and put them on Rover’s back. His hands moved very quickly.

“Kuaa! This cannot be.”

“Is it really possible to hunt like that?”

The audience never seen such way of hunting.

If they were a normal hunting party, they would settle down on a hall or at a corner of a square to hunt. Chatting, cooking and eating food, and resting.

If monsters’ spawn rate is slow, they hunt more by moving to a different spot. In these cases, party leaders were usually Thief, Adventurer, or Assassin. It was because they needed to look for monster’s mark and run away. Considering the status of party members and looking for monsters were a leader’s responsibility. Thus a normal party increases hunting efficiency, by knowing geography and studying monsters characteristic.

But Weed was different.

The range of hunt wasn’t limited to one place or short hallway

This huge underground prison, considering the dungeon’s characteristic, he considered nearby region into his hunting range.

“This experience point must be rising like hell.”

“Look at the item. Since his hunting speed is fast, amazing amount of items are dropping.”

The audience were bottomlessly jealous of him!

This way of hunting could only be seen because Weed’s mana recovery rate was faster. Even if Weed fought while conserving life and mana, there was limit to it. Since he organized monsters that was difficult to handle, by making them sleep with Hwaryeong’s Dance of Temptation, it was comfortable too. Thanks to Da’in having a great skill as a Shaman, she helped greatly in battles. She helped Weed to hit Dark Knights with more accuracy and increased his agility and strength as well.

Thanks to Da’in battle became more comfortable and easier.

The one of the party that was hunting in underground prison was resting.

“Phew.”

Warrior was wiping away the sweat on his forehead.

“The level of monsters here is terrifying.”

Holy Priest also flopped down without even considering unfolding his priest cloths.

“When I go back to Morata, I’m going to show off to my friends. That I was hunting at underground prison.”

“It would’ve been a better hunt if we brought more friends…”

“Pfft. Don’t say that. There wouldn’t be many people who are hunting while getting a good amount of experience point like us.”

“We fought seven times already within two hours. This is great acheivement.”

“This is fasted hunting speed in this year. Because so many monsters spawn, this is perfect place for hunting.”

“Since there’s only 7 people in party, it feels a bit difficult. Next time, let’s bring one of each, Magician and Warrior; ones who have high damage and can hunt properly.”

It was when they were resting while sharing conversation.

11 ferocious Hunters of Ambinu cult were approaching them.

Party members held up their weapon and stood up.

“They are not giving us time to rest at all.”

“What should we do. There’s still some distance, should we run?”

It was when they were talking worriedly; where the Hunters of the Cult were, a huge creature and people approached.

A man who wore dark black Talos armor, headpiece, and gloves dashed toward them. Behind him, an old mercenary and three girls were riding on a big healthy cow, following the man.

“The Dance of Temptation!”

The Dancer got off from the cow and scattered Hunters of the Cult while dancing. Shaman used magic.

“Shaking eyes, increase the fear and let them see what they do not want to see.”

The Hunters of the Cult had weakest mind. Additionally, they were all men, so Hwaryeong’s dance easily took their sight. Digging into the gap, Da’in activated her highly mastered magic. Da’in didn’t even come down from Rover’s back.

“Oh Ambinu’s God, are you abandoning me?”

“I am in a cult. Give a judgement to me!”

When Hunters of the Cult were screaming, Weed swung his sword.

“15 Chained Hits!”

Sword skill that had no retreat or giving up. As sword skill that gains power as one goes forward, it cut only the weakness of the Hunters of the Cult.

Due to Da’in’s reinforcement magic, strength, agility, and overall battle ability increased.

“15 Chained Hits!”

For hunting a group, he used effective skill without hesitation and pushed back the Hunters of the Cult. The Hunters organized their formation again and swung their weapon, but it was useless. Whenever Weed cut someone, the Hunter would be burning, filled with bugs, or his hair would turn into snakes due to the curse. After the battle, Yurin came down from Rover and picked up items.

“Run!”

Those who have cleared away the Hunters of the Cult in an instant ran to a different location. A line formed with light speed, hunting, and moving away!

From faraway, and filled with anger, monsters stumped and ran toward them. They headed toward the monster group and in an instant cleared them away and moved to a different place.

The people who were originally fighting in that spot, looked into space dumbfound and muttered.

“Just what happened?”

“To take care of the Hunters of the Cult this quickly… Did you see the footwork of the Warrior? Even if it’s a skill, how can he jump into the enemy at that angle? He went behind the monster way too easily and swung his sword. Although he took some hits.”

“It looked like he was too annoyed to dodge and just let them hit him though?”

It wasn’t even a five minutes after they left.

From where Weed and Rover appeared, a crowd of people ran toward them. They were the audience that followed Weed ever since the River of Wail.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“Didn’t Weed and his party pass by just now?”

“Weed?”

“The God of War Weed. Didn’t he come this way?”

A young warrior who was impatiently jumping on the spot as if he missed something very important!

“I don’t know anyone like-… Ah, the party who came riding on a black cow. They came and took care of the Hunters of the Cult, and went away.”

“The Hunters of the Cult!”

Other people who came with him crowded around them.

“How many?”

“11.”

“11! How many minutes until he got them all?”

“I don’t know. What should I say to ‘how long’…… It really happened in a split of a second.”

“Still, do tell us.”

“About two to three minutes?”

“That’s fast!”

The audences cheered and disappeared toward where Weed and Rover went.

“What was that just now?”

“No way… Weed was that Weed? The God of War Weed! He was hunting in underground prison!”

Da’in could feel while she chased after Weed, as she breathed in and out heavily.

‘He really… grew a lot.’

The sculptor she met at Lavias. She asked him to hunt with her because the way he hunted alone seemed poor and lonely. Even with the limit, called sculpturer; from the way he fought with all his might, she could feel his strong will. The sculptor who got beat up on purpose to increase endurance now even used blacksmith and sewing skills. At Lavias, he made food for her as well. During the time she didn’t see him, his cooking skill increased to intermediate. He had an ox with the name Rover.

“This idiot cow.”

Moooooo!

“Yurin, if you have inks left over, color him yellow.”

Moooooooo!

When they rested for a short moment after continuous fighting, the way he fought with the sculpture life form he named Rover was very refreshing.

Yurin and Hwaryeong also joined in on the fun.

“Oppa, we’re going to eat him anyway, so why bother coloring him.”

“I heard JaeJoo’s black boar has lots of nutritious and delicious. Leave him black too.”

Moooo! Rover cried sadly and hopelessly.

But he didn’t always got treated badly. When it’s meal time, Weed gave him high quality hay, although he doesn’t know when he got it. Yurin fed him herbs that she had, and Hwaryeong got water to wash his face and body.

Second day of hunting in underground prison!

On the dusk when others are asleep, Weed woke up early and logged in.

After logging out and moving around deep in the dungeon, no more audiences followed after him. Weed used the time when no one was around to practice controlling the sculpture of light!

Da’in also logged in early, so there were only two of them.

Weed quietly focused in on light sculpture.

Heavy air stood between them.

‘This is the only chance I can talk to him.’

Da’in opened up her mouth with courage.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

Weed’s formal and wary reaction.

When she first met him at Lavias, he was the same at then as well. Although she met him coincidentally in the dungeon, he was suspicious of her thinking that she was there to steal his items.

“What is the sculpture you’re making right now?”

Whenever Weed’s hand moved, colorful lights merged in and out.

When using not only one light, but various different colors, they intertwined and cause various changes.

When he moved his arm suddenly, it stretched, and when he twisted his wrist, the lights scattered fancily.

“This is nothing. It’s only for practice.”

The thing Weed worked on slowly took the form of a person like a mannequin.

Da’in silently sat next to him and watched him use light sculpting.

Trying to use each thread of light to make a form was not an easy task.

Because there were countless number of colors, it was troublesome to make all of them suit each other. Da’in couldn’t stay still in the heavy atmosphere again and opened up her mouth once again.

“Do you have someone you like?”

After asking, she flinched.

It was something she wanted to ask ever since she saw how Weed used Hwaryeong’s face to make the Freya Goddess Sculpture. Da’in hoped he still like her. Weed shook his head.

“I don’t.”

Da’in tried to suppress her rather disappointed feeling.

“Oh, I see. I’m sorry for asking something personal.”

“No, it’s fine.”

Weed focused on the sculpture again. He had strong focus and although he made sculptures when resting, he was acting exceptionally weird.

He never ignored another person when he tried to start up a conversation. But Da’in didn’t realize it because she was disturbed by what he said.

‘Since we already parted once before. It’s fine even if he doesn’t like me.’

Da’in spoke to him, suppressing her beating heart.

“Then… Did you have someone you use to like?”

Sometimes sudden and weird to the point, she would heal Ghoul, but the question was something that took lots of her courage. Weed’s fingers stopped for a moment.

Small shaking and nervousness. But he suppressed it soon and answered.

“There wasn’t anyone I used to like.”

“Oh my!”

Da’in managed to smile.

“Then you never said someone else that you like her then, not even once?”

“Yes, since I didn’t have anyone I liked.”

Da’in bit her lip. To think there would be a man who would heartlessly betray you like this.

“I see. I have some things to do, so I’ll go out for a bit.”

Weed didn’t even look at her and replied.

“Then please do.”

“Then…”

Da’in logged out.

“Phew.”

Weed stopped the light sculpting.

The lights that charmed one’s eyes disappeared and the dungeon became dark. Only camp fire Weed prepared to boil water and cook made sound as it burnt.

“Rover”

Mooooo!?

Rover who was lying on the ground raised his head and answered.

“Do you know who she was?”

Mooo!

Rover hit the ground with his short tail and pointed his ear toward him. If he looked as if he didn’t know, it was obvious Weed would nag him endlessly. Weed spoke calmly.

“She was my first love.” First love that no man can ever forget. Even if time passed by, the memory with his first love can never be forgotten. “Her name was Da’in…… Her job is a Shaman. I first met her at Lavias.”

At first, he couldn’t recognize her from her face. It was because her appearance was twisted by a lot because of a curse. But she was someone who listened to other’s well, and someone who could talk about anything with one’s heart wide open. The few words she spoke had the feeling of her.

The skill mastery that would be unique as a Shaman and the order she casts various supporting magic was the same. Shaman who was casting a supporting magic only cast them like a habit in an order she was comfortable with. But to Weed who was taking the casting, he could know who she was as soon as the supporting magic activated.

“Da’in. It was her. How can I ever forget about her?” It was Weed’s true feeling he tried hard to not show to the other girls.

“I was so happy for meeting her after such a long time. To know that she’s alive itself is… She wanted to live a new life after the surgery, so does she want to forget about the past? I don’t know why she pretend to not know me, but there should be a circumstance or a reason to it.”

Rover looked at Weed with his big clear eyes.

In the naive eyes, an image of a sad man with strengthless shoulders came in.

Lone Ranger

The Geomchis were instructing players on the way of the sword in the Training Halls. They were spread all over the place, from the Rosenheim Kingdom to the Orc villages. The Training Halls were famous for their low prices and attracted many paying customers to them. Ever since the Geomchis had taken over management of the Training Halls, it wasn’t easy to get a spot anymore.

“All those who want to learn the sword, come to the Training Hall!”

At first, most of the users had reacted with skepticism.

“Training Hall? Isn’t that where you hit the scarecrow? Why would I bother doing that? When it comes down to fighting I can just learn sword skills myself.”

Geomchis all over the land were getting laughed at by beginners. Still, many beginners came out of curiosity, since they had nothing better to do anyway. With four weeks to kill before anyone could leave the city gates, meticulous exploration was called for.

“Hold back and swing only when you know you can get an accurate hit, it will be much more effective that way. Haphazardly swinging at what’s in front of you won’t always get results. Instead, watch the monsters behavior and wait for your chance. That’s when you strike.”

The Geomchis had a lot experience with dojos, so they were all very comfortable teaching beginners.

“You can learn to fight if you go to the Training hall.”

“Is there really a need to learn?”

“You probably should. Hunting is a lot harder for people who haven’t learned the necessary fighting skills.”

To top it all off, there was also a recruitment effort in the town square.

“Come to the Training Hall. The first day is free. Learn how to fight!”

Most beginners didn’t have any fighting skill worth mentioning, it was laughably pathetic. Real fights are taxing both physically and mentally. Most novices don’t realize that when they come across a monster for the first time and succumb to panic. After learning from a Geomchi however, hunting became much easier. The Geomchis taught you how to react to each and every type of monster.

Whenever a Geomchi gave a lesson people gathered like thunderclouds. They even came from different kingdoms, just to stand in line for a lesson. One particular Geomchi demonstration even had over 1,000 novice users that sat down to watch and listen.

“You only managed to do a shallow cut? Do not fear, you have colleagues to back you up. Stand firm with your back straight.”

They lectured with soft wooden swords while painting a picture of brotherhood and love. The Geomchis’ way of life was being passed on. They gave the impression of philosophers who had found the meaning of brotherly love.

“Amazing.”

“He is a good person, even if he is a little scary looking.”

A man looks good when he is faithfully working out. Drenched in sweat from sword lessons both instructor and practitioners were quite ‘attractive’. However the girls never had the chance to see it!

Geomchi10, an instructor in the Orc village, was giving a sword demonstration. His movements were too efficient and concise for the slow beginners to be able to see.

“This is not quite right, is it, instructor?”

The female orcs had distinctive belly and hips that rocked in peculiar motions. Each time one of the practitioners instructed…

“It’s like this…”

Gently grasping the waist and wrist and drawing the sword in the correct trajectory, accidental touching occurred! The practitioners, acting as instructors, were teaching with satisfied smiles on their faces while their hands guided their students.

“The instructor is really reassuring.”

“This time can you join us while hunting? Chwik chwik. ”

If the request was coming from a female orc, they would readily accept.

“Of course.”

The instructors hunted with the women they had taught.

“It’s time to go back… Can I see you next time?”

“I am Geomchi10.”

The Geomchis were smoothly registering new friends!

“Can I see the dojo next time I visit?”

“It’s a date! We can go to the amusement park after.”

Practitioners were aggressively trying to meet up with female users. As a result, some practitioners were even able to bravely try dating after having adventures side by side.

“Hehe, she went to the amusement park with me.”

“Friends, don’t be surprised! I got to hold her hand for the first time!”

“Geomchi40, are you crazy? What if she slapped you?!”

“I deliberately went to the fountains. I knew my hands would be wet since I was so nervous. So I just said it was spray from the fountain.”

“What was it like?”

“What can I say? It was a strange and wonderful feeling.”

“Will you try holding her cheek next?”

“I can only hope to experience such a thing.”

Successful love tales such as these, made both practitioners and instructors dream of burning love. However, women weren’t the only ones being taught the way of the sword. There were just as many men who came to the Geomchis. In fact, regardless of age or sex, people came flocking to the Training Halls.

After being trained, even novices could fight well. Their progress was astounding and due to the quick increase of skills, many novices clamored to be the Geomchis’ disciples.

“Please teach me, instructor!”

“We want to go hunting. Please, lead us down the right path.”

“At what time is today’s lecture?”

By teaching their sword skills to the public, the Geomchis attracted an enormous amount of people. Even people who had already passed their 4 weeks of confinement would go back to the Training Hall in order to attend their lessons. Surprisingly, mid-level users in the 200’s also came quite often.

The Training Hall, filled with scarecrows, became the place for the Geomchi’s to teach martial arts. Most of the practitioner’s thought that a majority of the applicants were annoying, but if you had enthusiasm you would be accepted. Hell, you didn’t even need money to become a disciple.

“The admission cost comes in the form of nine pieces of barley bread.”

“Keuheok!”

“If you do not know hunger then you can never become a true fighter. Hunger can bring out your true strength through willpower.”

Men, women and children. Geomchis’ disciples had spread all over the Versailles continent. With their distinctly broad shoulders, blunt speech, and sharp eyes, the disciples spread throughout the Rosenheim Kingdom and the Yuroki Mountains. Many men had a curved sword emblem on the left side of their chest and stood in town squares looking for companions.

“What’s up, dude. After going to the Training Hall, you wanna go on a hunt?”

“My pleasure.”

“How old are you?”

“Nineteen.”

“We are almost the same age. Who was your instructor?”

“I learned from Geomchi384.”

“I was taught from 110. Learning from him was like receiving the death penalty.”

Geomchis were called the Masters of the Sword throughout the Rosenheim Kingdom and the Yuroki Mountains. However, they never forgot their ultimate ambition of hunting the strongest monster of the Versailles continent.

“We did not find any good weapons this month. Do you think we should try to hunt a snake or a dragon?”

The instructors’ spare time was spent raising their skills while hunting. Sword skills improved much faster if you fought stronger monsters, so the Geomchis ignored the weak monsters. They solely hunted monsters with a reputation of being difficult.

Two Geomchis gathered at a tremendously sharp cliff, so sharp that it almost looked like a vertical plane.

“Brother, let’s climb up there like Spider-Man.”

“Very funny.”

The Geomchis climbed the Yuroki Mountain cliffs in high spirits. The hazardous climb in low light served an important purpose, a chance to gain precious experience. Geomchi51 was climbing a ridge where one misstep would mean certain death.

“51, don’t fall.”

“Yes, to fall here means death.”

“How does death feel?”

The peak was at such an altitude that the clouds hugged the mountainside. Geomchi495 shooked his head as he looked down.

“If I grab the tree branch in the middle then I can spring straight into that rock slip.”

“So you’re saying that climbing down this way is too easy?”

“Yes. If you don’t jump, won’t it be too boring?

There was no hesitation in saying something so shocking, something a normal person would never say. If one died, they would lose a level as penalty and probably even drop some of their precious equipment.

Geomchi 51 casually said, “That sounds like fun. I’ll jump first.”

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