“Why don’t you talk about what you

“Why don’t you talk about what you want me to carve you into?!!!”

Weed, who could not repress himself struck a Yell, but then turned to the nearby users.

“What was that all about?”
“His true nature is no good huh.”
“Leave it be. All artists are like that.”
“It must be the anguish of a Sculptor to think of something to sculpt.”

Fortunately, the users showed understandings and moved on.
Still, Weed was almost sick with the party going on inside him.

-Make me a piece, me!
-You’re not going to carve me? It’s would be a great honor to you…
-Ignorant Sculptor, free us.

While not telling Weed what they wanted to be carved as, they constantly bugged him to use his skill to create them.
Although he took on as many as hundreds of curses, his life was by no mean in danger with the help of protection skills.
Later on he was able to be released from the curses with the help of the Clergymen; but due to the great amount of suffering, he could not carry out the normal pace he could have had regarding sculpting.
Others may have not been able to withstand the complaint; but to Weed, the sounds weren’t just some random noise.

‘I feel like, since it’s not some obvious sculpture, it must be a quest of some sort.’

Weed noticed that it was something unusual, but it was difficult to relate the subject to something specific.
Ever since Todoom, after his Sculpturing Skill reached Advanced level 5 that he began hearing these voices; so he figured that there must be some sort of correlation.
But he did not know of what to do.
Back then, during breaks in between creating and repairing statues, he took his time and calmly sculpt statues of both men and women.

-No. this is not it.
-How does any of us look as shamelessly shabby as these shits…
-You’re not a very talented Sculptor.

The unidentifiable voices revealed their disappointment and anger as soon as they saw.
Weed felt that the mystery must be solved soon.

‘If whenever I start to sculpt and the curses break out, this will make it hard for me to concentrate in the long run.’

He would carve little sculptures during the time he takes breaks in between the hunt.
Even if one’s profession is a Sculptor, it is still rather hard to sculpt; as each sculpture that he'd make can take a long time to reach completion.
Even though Weed did create Masterpieces, Classics, and even Magnums, it was all due to the foundation he accumulated by making so many statues.

-Kuekeokeokeokeo. Foolish guy.
-This Sculptor that doesn’t even know of our gloriousness, he’s overworked to make us.

Weed's anguish, as he takes on more and more damnation, deepened day by day.
He was struggling with the progression of making the Statue of Freya.
Weed was forced into using the Stone Skin skill as he worked stiffly through the ordeal.
His body was heavier by the thousands.
Ttaddak!
Eventually, due to the curses taxing on his Stamina, he scratched the statue he was carving with his chisel.

‘This is a huge deal.’

Sweats were falling down Weed’s spine.
If the statue fails, he will ruin the quest.
There will be a decline of his reputation as a Sculptor, as well as Familiarity with the Freya Church; not to mention the grievances that will be brought up by the many users who participated.
Weed reassured himself that the scratch wasn’t that big of a deal, but it was a mistake as he continued.
The agony!
With the poor health his body was in and the curses causing him to stiffen, causing minor mishaps to happened in rapid successions.

‘I can tell that this is far from being a Magnum. But please, don’t let this fail.’

Weed was force to pour even more concentration as he sculpt.

***

Near Morata, black shrouds were forming.
The sun have not risen as night continue to dominate the land; the ominous looking darkness looms as it intensify the Monsters’ power.

“What is that thing?”
“Dunno. I think something big will happen.”
“I can feel an unusual aura coming from those shrewd users. They're making a commotion for something.”
“This region is ours.”
“This is not a place for the Human to invade.”

Beast-type monsters covered with fur from head to tail, magically inclined Goblins, Werewolves that transform with the appearance of the moon, groups of Thieves living and hiding in caves along with other predators like a cloud descended on Morata.
Monsters in the north have increase by a huge number; and as if to prove this point, while numbering in the hundreds of thousands, they foray towards Morata.

“A Monster Legion.”
“They’re targeting our village.”

For everybody who was on the outer walls, sweats were running down their spines.
This was something similar to the few sieges they've watched before. And for the lot of them, the sieges they've seen on television was already enough excitement.
However, for them to be directly confronting the horde of oncoming Monsters, they were completely appalled.

“Could Morata army defend against this?”
“Nah. Morata doesn’t have an armed force…”

There were Paladins and Clergymen of the Freya Church, but they alone could not prevail against a force of this magnitude.

“Why the hell are Monsters suddenly attacking like this? There a must be reason why even races who had bad affinity amongst themselves come together like this…”
“The statue! Do you think the statue have anything to do with this?”

The users who once accepted the referral without a single worry finally grasp the risk pertaining to this production of the statue.

“This is a really dangerous quest.”

The situation increased to something even scarier than mounting on a tiger. At the same time, it was a waste of effort if they have given it up in the middle of the quest, nor was there a place where they could hide from this invasion.
Fail and the other Archers clustered on the wall.

“You have to survive.”

Meiron, Fail’s lover, was holding onto his hand.

“Yes, Fail nim too.”

Romyuna went on the offensive while staying close to the Archers. Irien was busying doing a thorough blessing of all the users who were taking part in the battle.
Which included Surka, who was near the gate to intercept them.
The users who were fighting for the Freya Church as well as protecting Morata rallied!

“We cannot back down in the face of these Monsters. Fight! Fight for victory!”
“This is the pioneering town of the North! If we lose this place to them Monsters, then we essentially loses the North; afterward, they will push toward the the Central too.”

Knights who were on horseback bellowed for encouragement.
Similarly, the legion of Monsters charges. However, as oppose to the vulnerable spots in Morata's walls, they hurdled themselves toward the statue.
Plop. Plop.
They plunged into the lake in their attempt to crush the statue.
The vast lake which was dug for its soil; the soil that will be sold at a later time for landscaping.

“Eopu, eopu!”
“Kkorororeuuu.”

Though, the Monsters needed a considerable amount of time in order to cross the lake as their bodies were much heavier than that of the average Human.
After making a third of the way to the statue, the Monsters were subjected to the Archers arrow flying freely at them.

“They’re slow targets. And in water.”
“Shoot!”

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

"Tại sao bạn không nói về những gì bạn muốn tôi để đục bạn vào?!"Cỏ dại, người không có thể repress mình đánh trúng một la lên, nhưng sau đó quay sang người dùng gần đó."Những gì là tất cả về?""Bản chất thật sự của mình không đâu hả.""Để lại nó. Tất cả nghệ sĩ là như thế.""Nó phải là nỗi đau đớn của một nhà điêu khắc để suy nghĩ của một cái gì đó để tạc."May mắn thay, những người sử dụng đã cho thấy sự hiểu biết và di chuyển.Tuy nhiên, cỏ dại đã gần như bị bệnh với các bên đang xảy ra bên trong anh ta.-Làm cho tôi một mảnh, tôi!-Anh sẽ không đục tôi? Nó sẽ là một vinh dự lớn cho bạn...-Điêu khắc dốt nát, miễn phí cho chúng tôi.Trong khi không cho cỏ dại, những gì họ muốn được chạm khắc như, họ liên tục nghe trộm ông phải sử dụng kỹ năng của mình để tạo ra chúng.Mặc dù ông đã ngày càng nhiều càng hàng trăm lời nguyền, cuộc sống của mình là bởi không có nghĩa là gặp nguy hiểm với sự giúp đỡ của bảo vệ kỹ năng.Sau này ông đã có thể được phát hành từ lời nguyền với sự giúp đỡ của vị; nhưng do số lượng tuyệt vời của đau khổ, ông không có thể mang ra tốc độ bình thường, ông có thể đã có về điêu khắc.Những người khác có thể không đã có thể chịu được khiếu nại; nhưng để cỏ dại, những âm thanh không chỉ là một số tiếng ồn ngẫu nhiên.'Tôi cảm thấy như, kể từ khi nó không phải là một số tác phẩm điêu khắc rõ ràng, nó phải là một nhiệm vụ của một số loại'Cỏ dại nhận thấy rằng nó là một cái gì đó không bình thường, nhưng nó đã được khó khăn liên quan đến chủ đề cho một cái gì đó cụ thể.Bao giờ kể từ khi Todoom, sau khi Sculpturing kỹ năng của mình đạt đến trình độ cao cấp 5 mà ông bắt đầu nghe những tiếng nói; Vì vậy ông figured rằng phải có một số loại mối tương quan.But he did not know of what to do.Back then, during breaks in between creating and repairing statues, he took his time and calmly sculpt statues of both men and women.-No. this is not it.-How does any of us look as shamelessly shabby as these shits…-You’re not a very talented Sculptor.The unidentifiable voices revealed their disappointment and anger as soon as they saw.Weed felt that the mystery must be solved soon.‘If whenever I start to sculpt and the curses break out, this will make it hard for me to concentrate in the long run.’He would carve little sculptures during the time he takes breaks in between the hunt.Even if one’s profession is a Sculptor, it is still rather hard to sculpt; as each sculpture that he'd make can take a long time to reach completion.Even though Weed did create Masterpieces, Classics, and even Magnums, it was all due to the foundation he accumulated by making so many statues.-Kuekeokeokeokeo. Foolish guy.-This Sculptor that doesn’t even know of our gloriousness, he’s overworked to make us.Weed's anguish, as he takes on more and more damnation, deepened day by day.He was struggling with the progression of making the Statue of Freya.Weed was forced into using the Stone Skin skill as he worked stiffly through the ordeal.His body was heavier by the thousands.Ttaddak!Eventually, due to the curses taxing on his Stamina, he scratched the statue he was carving with his chisel.‘This is a huge deal.’Sweats were falling down Weed’s spine.If the statue fails, he will ruin the quest.There will be a decline of his reputation as a Sculptor, as well as Familiarity with the Freya Church; not to mention the grievances that will be brought up by the many users who participated.Weed reassured himself that the scratch wasn’t that big of a deal, but it was a mistake as he continued.The agony!With the poor health his body was in and the curses causing him to stiffen, causing minor mishaps to happened in rapid successions.‘I can tell that this is far from being a Magnum. But please, don’t let this fail.’Weed was force to pour even more concentration as he sculpt.***Near Morata, black shrouds were forming.The sun have not risen as night continue to dominate the land; the ominous looking darkness looms as it intensify the Monsters’ power.“What is that thing?”“Dunno. I think something big will happen.”“I can feel an unusual aura coming from those shrewd users. They're making a commotion for something.”“This region is ours.”“This is not a place for the Human to invade.”Beast-type monsters covered with fur from head to tail, magically inclined Goblins, Werewolves that transform with the appearance of the moon, groups of Thieves living and hiding in caves along with other predators like a cloud descended on Morata.Monsters in the north have increase by a huge number; and as if to prove this point, while numbering in the hundreds of thousands, they foray towards Morata.“A Monster Legion.”“They’re targeting our village.”For everybody who was on the outer walls, sweats were running down their spines.This was something similar to the few sieges they've watched before. And for the lot of them, the sieges they've seen on television was already enough excitement.However, for them to be directly confronting the horde of oncoming Monsters, they were completely appalled.“Could Morata army defend against this?”“Nah. Morata doesn’t have an armed force…”There were Paladins and Clergymen of the Freya Church, but they alone could not prevail against a force of this magnitude.“Why the hell are Monsters suddenly attacking like this? There a must be reason why even races who had bad affinity amongst themselves come together like this…”“The statue! Do you think the statue have anything to do with this?”The users who once accepted the referral without a single worry finally grasp the risk pertaining to this production of the statue.“This is a really dangerous quest.”The situation increased to something even scarier than mounting on a tiger. At the same time, it was a waste of effort if they have given it up in the middle of the quest, nor was there a place where they could hide from this invasion.Fail and the other Archers clustered on the wall.“You have to survive.”Meiron, Fail’s lover, was holding onto his hand.“Yes, Fail nim too.”Romyuna went on the offensive while staying close to the Archers. Irien was busying doing a thorough blessing of all the users who were taking part in the battle.Which included Surka, who was near the gate to intercept them.The users who were fighting for the Freya Church as well as protecting Morata rallied!“We cannot back down in the face of these Monsters. Fight! Fight for victory!”“This is the pioneering town of the North! If we lose this place to them Monsters, then we essentially loses the North; afterward, they will push toward the the Central too.”Knights who were on horseback bellowed for encouragement.Similarly, the legion of Monsters charges. However, as oppose to the vulnerable spots in Morata's walls, they hurdled themselves toward the statue.Plop. Plop.They plunged into the lake in their attempt to crush the statue.The vast lake which was dug for its soil; the soil that will be sold at a later time for landscaping.“Eopu, eopu!”“Kkorororeuuu.”Though, the Monsters needed a considerable amount of time in order to cross the lake as their bodies were much heavier than that of the average Human.After making a third of the way to the statue, the Monsters were subjected to the Archers arrow flying freely at them.“They’re slow targets. And in water.”“Shoot!”