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This was the day that Vampire Lord Tori had announced!
Early in the morning at Morata village, the Geomchis, Pale, Irene, Seechwi, Mapan and their other companions were there waiting.
“So this is Morata Village!”
Mapan had eventually become a mid-level merchant. Because of his skill level, he was now able to trade in PRECIOUS METALS and gems.
A small blessing given to merchants. A very luxurious wagon. It was a large wagon that was drawn by 8 horses and was capable of carrying a lot of cargo and groceries loaded within would not spoil as quickly.
“Buying food! Buying battle supplies!”
Mapan bought supplies that he thought they would need for Todeum.
He went around Morata Village, buying and stockpiling supplies in his wagon from the residents and adventurers.
In the meantime, Weed was at the village entrance earning himself some quick money.
“Wonderful carved sculptures for sale! Each are one of a kind and give stat benefits!”
Sculptures carved by the great Sculptor Weed!
Almost all the tourists that visited Morata wanted to get a souvenir. There was a long line of people in from of Weed to buy sculptures.
A small girl said.
“Ajussi, I’ll take the sculpture that looks like the tower of light.”
Weed said, smiling cheerfully.
“It’ll be 10 gold.”
“Ehh, it’s so expensive: I can’t buy it.”
"..."
The small girl left since it was a rip-off.
The next customer, an old grandmother with gray hair, walked forwards.
“Well young man. I would like the sculpture carved like the Tower of Light near the rocky mountains.
"Yes. That will be 9 gold."
Weed gave a her a small discount.
He had a weak spot for the elderly!
"What?”
“8 gold...”
“What sculpture is this expensive? You’re not disregard this elderly lady, are you?”
“No, that’s not it...then how about 5 gold.”
“Elders don’t have that kind of money. How about 2 silver!”
“That’s hardly the price anymore...sigh okay ma’am.”
"You should have done so earlier."
Tears fell from Weeds eyes as he watched his sculpture disappear.
His innate skill of flattery!
The prices of his sculptures were right to some extent.
‘Damn. It’s so hard to make money with sculptures.’
The money he got from selling the weapons and armor he made through the blacksmith skill was more than he was expecting.
But here buying sculpture is considered a luxury most people can’t afford.
It is rare for people to buy sculptures as gifts because the prices for sculptures keep rising due to rarity.
The next customers were slightly older Ahjummas.
The Ahjummas hurled sharp questions at him.
“If I order one sculpture, can a get a discount on another?”
“That’s...”
“You created it from a piece of wood that can be found on the side of the road. Isn’t the cost too much just for this level of service?”
The customers thought sculptures were like things that were mass produced and could buy one get one free like in supermarkets!
Sculptures were still recognized as a souvenir.
This was a situation Weed could not get out of.
No matter how much a great sculptor is praised, realistically he still doesn’t earn any money.
‘Sculptor is a horrible profession!’
Weed was forced to concede earning him a little less. Thanks to his fame, he was fortunate enough to earn, on average, 5 gold a sculpture. Yurin was drawing paintings nearby.
“Get in line!”
There were even people flocking near Yurin, comparable to that of Weed. However, the big difference was that they were all men!
“What would you like me to draw?”
“Relax...just write down your contact information for me, please.”
"That’s difficult. I’ll just draw you something cool.”
“Thank you.”
There were a few customers that came multiple times.
"This is already the third time Mister Customer.”
"Just call me Hans.”
“Then, Hans. What kind of drawing would you like?”
“I would like a picture that Yurin has drawn with her heart. If you want, Yurin, you can leave the canvas blank.”
“Oh thank you. As a painter, I only have a little bit of money...”
“I know. Are you having trouble? I can give you 7 gold of my money.”
These customers gave her items.
“I thought you might need some leather gloves...”
“I think it would be a good time for you to get a new hat.”
Men flocked with much liveliness to see his little sister, the beautiful Yurin!
She was far more popular than Weed’s sculptures.
Weed had to make huge sculptures or sculptures using expensive materials to get good effects. That was what it took in order to make a sculpture with tremendous effects.
Sculptures contributed to the development of cities and kingdoms! However because sculptures, are by nature, hard to transport due to its weight was the reason that people did not buy such sculptures.
Fine sculptures don’t even sale for much, unless they are at the level of Grand or Magnum pieces.
Pure passion, and the ambition to create great pieces of art!
So a true artist will immediately choose the sculpting job skill.
Weed fell to the ground in regret.
‘Since this wass how it is, it would have been better if I had been a painter.’
To immerse himself in his work and the joy of getting his blood boiling towards a finished product brought him a sense of accomplishment! But then again, it couldn’t be compared to the feeling of one licking their fingers to finger through a stack of stiff million won notes.
He was thoroughly a sculptor that thought about money!
Rather than trying to sell heavy sculptures, it seemed that it would be better and easier to sell food to the people buying paintings.
Finally all the food supplies had been gathered.
Mapan approached and said.
“Weed-nim, it is ready.”
“What about Master and the Geomchis?”
“They are waiting in a vacant lot in the center of the town.”
"Then shall we go now?”
Weed folded up the stand he had set up.
“For today for all those waiting for the next sculpture we will give a discount.”
“Eh, we’ve been waiting for nothing. For about 20 minute that is.”
“I really wanted one”.
People who were waiting in line to receive a sculpture were given apologies before their face of yearning dissipate in disappointment.
“Than Mapan-nim, please wait here for a bit.”
“Yes? Yes. Goodbye.”
After requesting Mapan to wait, Weed then went to the barn, where he took out Talrock’s armor.
His new piece of armor made out of mithril that shines.
When Weed equipped the armor, the armor gave him a decent amount of stat bonuses.
Wearing nothing but black, black armor, black cape, looking like a black knight!
Thanks to his intermediate blacksmith skills, he could equip other job class’s armor, despite him being a sculptor.
Weed came out of the barn, fully equipped in the armor to emerge onto Morata’s street.
***
"You’re kidding.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Then what?”
“There’s no way.”
Weed was being a bit excessive.
High level warrior.
He was wearing armor that was made out of mithril.
“Armor like that has high level restrictions.”
“He must be high leveled.”
The way other people saw Weed changed.
He had spent a few days on the side of the road with a carving knife and a piece of wood or stone and now he was the center of attention and envy.
He walked past the pedestrians and over to where Mapan was waiting.
"Did you wait? Let’s go then."
"Yes? Yes!"
Mapan walked with him to where Yurin was waiting.
‘There’s gotta be a deeper meaning to what Weed is doing.’
He could feel the constant cold gaze of envy.
It was a piece of armor made of a material that absorbs light. They walked endlessly. It was a special and luxurious item that only a few adventurers had and it was rare just to see one.
“He must be a great person.”
“Really, who the hell is he?”
“Perhaps he looks a little like the sculptor from before?
“No, I feel they look alike but...”
“It looks similar.”
“Yes. That’s Sculptor Weed.”
The saying birds of the same feather flock together was not wrong.
The other people could barely notice that it was Weed’s face.
The face that seemed to say poverty and need!
Weed looked rather ordinary so he was relieved that others would not recognize him. However, the pedestrians’ reactions were different.
“That armor must be fake.”
“Well, mostly. It must be coated with Mithril on the surface only or something.”
“It doesn’t even look that good.”
Weed and Mapan ignored the reaction of the people behind them and went to Yurin.
“Yurin, let’s go.”
Yurin was in the middle of painting a picture when she looked up.
“Yes, Oppa! But, your clothes...”
“Huh?”
Weed looked over his clothes slowly.
“Why do you say that? Is it because I’m wearing the Talrock armor?
“Oh, it’s nothing really. It’s just a little unique...”
"...."
Blatantly showing off his armor!
In fact, he had worn the armor so that his sister could be proud of him. Weed, Mapan, and Yurin walked towards the center where they heard the people chattering.
“Did you see the vacant lot in the center? Where are you preparing to go hunt at?”
“The party has Orcs, a high level trader, and Geomchis...what quest is it?”
“I heard Sculptor Weed is coming too.”
They had already seen the battle against the dragon that was aired on the television.
A bunch of muscular guys fought together closely in a group, mainly using swords. The Geomchis were not unknown.
Many had become famous by going around challenging people in the pursuit of martial arts.
Now the people’s attentions were focused since the Geomchis had now gathered in Morata and were now ready to leave for somewhere.
“That’s an enormous amount of supplies!”
“Has a new hunting ground developed near Morata?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”
If you came to the northern village of Morata then you shouldn’t be a beginner. Most of them caught on quickly and realized something was going on.
They noticed the strange signs that were going on in the village.
The massive hoarding of groceries and the Geomchis were gathering!
Not to mention Pale’s conspicuous party ador

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

TodeumĐiều này đã mang đến cho bạn bởi Grisia. Đây là ngày đầu ma cà rồng Chúa Tori đã thông báo!Sớm vào buổi sáng tại Morata làng, các Geomchis, Pale, Irene, Seechwi, Mapan và của người bạn khác đã có chờ đợi."Vì vậy, đây là đô thị Morata!"Mapan cuối cùng đã trở thành một thương gia Trung cấp. Vì trình độ kỹ năng của mình, ông bây giờ đã có thể thương mại trong kim loại quý và đá quý.Một phước lành nhỏ cho thương gia. Một toa xe rất sang trọng. Nó đã là một toa xe lớn mà đã được rút ra bởi 8 con ngựa và có thể chở rất nhiều hàng hóa và cửa hàng tạp hóa tải trong vòng sẽ không làm hỏng một cách nhanh chóng."Mua thực phẩm! Mua trận nguồn cung cấp!"Mapan mua vật tư ông nghĩ họ sẽ cần cho Todeum.Ông đã đi xung quanh thành phố Morata Village, mua và dự trữ nguồn cung cấp trong toa xe của mình từ các cư dân và những nhà thám hiểm.Cùng lúc ấy, cỏ dại là lối vào ngôi làng kiếm cho mình một số tiền nhanh chóng."Tuyệt vời chạm khắc tác phẩm điêu khắc để bán! Mỗi là một trong những loại một và chỉ số lợi ích!"Tác phẩm điêu khắc chạm khắc bởi Weed nhà điêu khắc tuyệt vời!Hầu như tất cả các khách du lịch viếng thăm Morata muốn để có được một cửa hàng lưu niệm. Đã có một dòng dài của người dân trong từ của cỏ dại để mua tác phẩm điêu khắc.Một cô gái nhỏ nói."Ajussi, tôi sẽ đưa tác phẩm điêu khắc mà trông giống như tháp của ánh sáng."Cỏ dại nói, mỉm cười vui vẻ."Nó sẽ là 10 vàng.""Ehh, nó là như vậy tốn kém: tôi không thể mua nó.""..."Các cô gái nhỏ còn lại kể từ khi nó là một rip-off.The next customer, an old grandmother with gray hair, walked forwards.“Well young man. I would like the sculpture carved like the Tower of Light near the rocky mountains."Yes. That will be 9 gold."Weed gave a her a small discount.He had a weak spot for the elderly!"What?”“8 gold...”“What sculpture is this expensive? You’re not disregard this elderly lady, are you?”“No, that’s not it...then how about 5 gold.”“Elders don’t have that kind of money. How about 2 silver!”“That’s hardly the price anymore...sigh okay ma’am.”"You should have done so earlier."Tears fell from Weeds eyes as he watched his sculpture disappear.His innate skill of flattery!The prices of his sculptures were right to some extent.‘Damn. It’s so hard to make money with sculptures.’The money he got from selling the weapons and armor he made through the blacksmith skill was more than he was expecting.But here buying sculpture is considered a luxury most people can’t afford.It is rare for people to buy sculptures as gifts because the prices for sculptures keep rising due to rarity.The next customers were slightly older Ahjummas.The Ahjummas hurled sharp questions at him.“If I order one sculpture, can a get a discount on another?”“That’s...”“You created it from a piece of wood that can be found on the side of the road. Isn’t the cost too much just for this level of service?”The customers thought sculptures were like things that were mass produced and could buy one get one free like in supermarkets!Sculptures were still recognized as a souvenir.This was a situation Weed could not get out of.No matter how much a great sculptor is praised, realistically he still doesn’t earn any money.‘Sculptor is a horrible profession!’Weed was forced to concede earning him a little less. Thanks to his fame, he was fortunate enough to earn, on average, 5 gold a sculpture. Yurin was drawing paintings nearby.“Get in line!”There were even people flocking near Yurin, comparable to that of Weed. However, the big difference was that they were all men!“What would you like me to draw?”“Relax...just write down your contact information for me, please.”"That’s difficult. I’ll just draw you something cool.”“Thank you.”There were a few customers that came multiple times."This is already the third time Mister Customer.”"Just call me Hans.”“Then, Hans. What kind of drawing would you like?”“I would like a picture that Yurin has drawn with her heart. If you want, Yurin, you can leave the canvas blank.”“Oh thank you. As a painter, I only have a little bit of money...”“I know. Are you having trouble? I can give you 7 gold of my money.”These customers gave her items.“I thought you might need some leather gloves...”“I think it would be a good time for you to get a new hat.”Men flocked with much liveliness to see his little sister, the beautiful Yurin!She was far more popular than Weed’s sculptures.Weed had to make huge sculptures or sculptures using expensive materials to get good effects. That was what it took in order to make a sculpture with tremendous effects.Sculptures contributed to the development of cities and kingdoms! However because sculptures, are by nature, hard to transport due to its weight was the reason that people did not buy such sculptures.Fine sculptures don’t even sale for much, unless they are at the level of Grand or Magnum pieces.Pure passion, and the ambition to create great pieces of art!So a true artist will immediately choose the sculpting job skill.Weed fell to the ground in regret.‘Since this wass how it is, it would have been better if I had been a painter.’To immerse himself in his work and the joy of getting his blood boiling towards a finished product brought him a sense of accomplishment! But then again, it couldn’t be compared to the feeling of one licking their fingers to finger through a stack of stiff million won notes.He was thoroughly a sculptor that thought about money!Rather than trying to sell heavy sculptures, it seemed that it would be better and easier to sell food to the people buying paintings.Finally all the food supplies had been gathered.Mapan approached and said.“Weed-nim, it is ready.”“What about Master and the Geomchis?”“They are waiting in a vacant lot in the center of the town.”"Then shall we go now?”Weed folded up the stand he had set up.“For today for all those waiting for the next sculpture we will give a discount.”“Eh, we’ve been waiting for nothing. For about 20 minute that is.”“I really wanted one”.People who were waiting in line to receive a sculpture were given apologies before their face of yearning dissipate in disappointment.“Than Mapan-nim, please wait here for a bit.”“Yes? Yes. Goodbye.”After requesting Mapan to wait, Weed then went to the barn, where he took out Talrock’s armor.His new piece of armor made out of mithril that shines.When Weed equipped the armor, the armor gave him a decent amount of stat bonuses.Wearing nothing but black, black armor, black cape, looking like a black knight!Thanks to his intermediate blacksmith skills, he could equip other job class’s armor, despite him being a sculptor.Weed came out of the barn, fully equipped in the armor to emerge onto Morata’s street.***"You’re kidding.”“I don’t think so.”“Then what?”“There’s no way.”Weed was being a bit excessive.High level warrior.He was wearing armor that was made out of mithril.“Armor like that has high level restrictions.”“He must be high leveled.”The way other people saw Weed changed.He had spent a few days on the side of the road with a carving knife and a piece of wood or stone and now he was the center of attention and envy.He walked past the pedestrians and over to where Mapan was waiting.
"Did you wait? Let’s go then."
"Yes? Yes!"
Mapan walked with him to where Yurin was waiting.
‘There’s gotta be a deeper meaning to what Weed is doing.’
He could feel the constant cold gaze of envy.
It was a piece of armor made of a material that absorbs light. They walked endlessly. It was a special and luxurious item that only a few adventurers had and it was rare just to see one.
“He must be a great person.”
“Really, who the hell is he?”
“Perhaps he looks a little like the sculptor from before?
“No, I feel they look alike but...”
“It looks similar.”
“Yes. That’s Sculptor Weed.”
The saying birds of the same feather flock together was not wrong.
The other people could barely notice that it was Weed’s face.
The face that seemed to say poverty and need!
Weed looked rather ordinary so he was relieved that others would not recognize him. However, the pedestrians’ reactions were different.
“That armor must be fake.”
“Well, mostly. It must be coated with Mithril on the surface only or something.”
“It doesn’t even look that good.”
Weed and Mapan ignored the reaction of the people behind them and went to Yurin.
“Yurin, let’s go.”
Yurin was in the middle of painting a picture when she looked up.
“Yes, Oppa! But, your clothes...”
“Huh?”
Weed looked over his clothes slowly.
“Why do you say that? Is it because I’m wearing the Talrock armor?
“Oh, it’s nothing really. It’s just a little unique...”
"...."
Blatantly showing off his armor!
In fact, he had worn the armor so that his sister could be proud of him. Weed, Mapan, and Yurin walked towards the center where they heard the people chattering.
“Did you see the vacant lot in the center? Where are you preparing to go hunt at?”
“The party has Orcs, a high level trader, and Geomchis...what quest is it?”
“I heard Sculptor Weed is coming too.”
They had already seen the battle against the dragon that was aired on the television.
A bunch of muscular guys fought together closely in a group, mainly using swords. The Geomchis were not unknown.
Many had become famous by going around challenging people in the pursuit of martial arts.
Now the people’s attentions were focused since the Geomchis had now gathered in Morata and were now ready to leave for somewhere.
“That’s an enormous amount of supplies!”
“Has a new hunting ground developed near Morata?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”
If you came to the northern village of Morata then you shouldn’t be a beginner. Most of them caught on quickly and realized something was going on.
They noticed the strange signs that were going on in the village.
The massive hoarding of groceries and the Geomchis were gathering!
Not to mention Pale’s conspicuous party ador