Translated by Enlightened End. Proofread by Enlightened End and bloodadept, FroshiAnaki
Treasures were piled up like a mountain in front of Weed, the Geomchis, priests and paladins.
After the decisive defeat of Balkan and the Undead Legion, they acquired vast sums of gold, silver, treasures, antiques and equipment.
"Wow, are you really dividing the spoils?"
"Must be tens of thousands of gold. Including all the armour, it will be over hundred thousand golds."
The players were extremely happy hearing the news.
"Getting some of this is awesome. I could build a Villa in Morata."
"It"s all thanks to Weed-nim that we enjoyed such success. We must never forget this generosity."
"Please add me next time as well. If it is Weed-nim I will come whenever you call."
Weed"s anger boiled inside as he heard the thanks from the paladin and priest players.
"This is the reason why kind people do not live long!"
To share the riches evenly, their heart must be filled with unfairness and misery of it all making it shorten their lifespan.
"Everyone please take your share."
Mapan with several famous paladin players began weighing the mountain of treasure, gold and silver and distributing it to the other players. They could not do anything about the item drops the individuals collected during battle but the treasures in the Undead Legion"s fortress were shared fairly on the contribution each person made.
"We won"t need to grind for money now. Let"s eat and drink a lot today"
"I can buy a bunch of magic arrows for hunting. Hurray!"
Overjoyed by the gold and silver they received the players expressed their gratitude to Weed.
"This is a nightmare. If I close and open my eyes they will all disappear."
Weed"s insides were burning pitch black at the sight. Closing his eyes tightly and opening them, there were still players with a happy smile on their faces as they receive their gold, silver and treasure.
Sharing the spoils killed a person faster than drinking, smoking or doing drugs.
Weed could feel his blood drying out every time the pile of loot became smaller. Regardless a 3rd of the treasure looted from the Undead Legion was his share which was still an astronomical amount.
And everyone congratulated each other on winning the difficult battle.
Lee Hyun turned on the television to watch while he ate his dinner. For a long time the channel he watched was KMC media. Not only were there many media appearances of him, the schedule was neat and the shows told a lot of useful information.
"Look at the pile of treasure over there. It has been decreasing since morning. The players who fought together with God of War Weed are receiving their shares from it."
"So Weed really kept his promise."
"Yes. No matter how many times you look, this is a heart-warming scene. The God of War sent Balkan to his eternal rest and completely routed the Undead Legion! You cannot say this is not amazing."
The distribution of the Undead Legion"s treasure became the biggest topic in Versailles continent. They originally agreed to do it, but to actually share it was another story.
Lies, scams! Such honesty did not exist in the world that fanned distrust. So this was an inspirational story that people could be proud of in the Versailles continent.
Weed"s true desire to keep everything for himself burned fiercely like a furnace in winter.
His only relief was that he received the rights to Vargo Fortress and temporarily gained the Church of Lugh"s holy sword.
"Identify!"
Sword of Lugh: Durability 140/140, Attack 165~317.
Sword sent from the god for the humans.
The sword has been impaled inside the Lich Balkan for a long time, suppressing his black magic.
If the sword restores its Sun Power, the Church of Lugh will be able to recover a weapon of god.
Restriction: Church of Lugh"s Paladin.
Faith: 1,350.
Can only be used with the permission from the Church.
Option: Suppresses dark mana.
During a crusade it can create a miracle.
Cannot be destroyed.
Dominates monsters lower than intermediate level.
*Remaining options impossible to check.
This was an item that had to be returned to the Church of Lugh.
"There is a Church of Lugh in Morata, I can return it there."
Weed received it from Geomchi121 who managed the last attack on Balkan and was keeping it for a short while.
"If there is an item to grab and run, this is it..."
Greed churned vigorously in Weed again. But this type of weapon could only be used by the paladin or with the approval of the church. Stealing and using this would turn him instantly into the Lugh Church"s public enemy, the sword could even become cursed because of it.
"Anyway I need to return it!"
Inscribing this magnanimous act into his heart, he decided to return Lugh"s sword! Weed decided that he will go to the Church of Lugh in Morata personally to return it. Once he returned the sword even the players who participated in the battle would receive contribution points.
"For the time being I don"t think there is any pressing work in Morata."
The drops from Balkan"s death were mostly Necromancer exclusive items. Balkan"s skull, boots, cloak, robe, ring and necklace that formed a complete set of Balkan"s items! These truly were items that had unfathomable price.
These were things that Geomchi121 did not need. Combining with the magic book Weed had, it completed Balkan"s full set.
A complete set of Balkan"s item has been gathered in one place.
If you are a Necromancer, a special skill, Lich"s Power can be used.
These were items that allowed one to succeed Lich Balkan"s legacy. By becoming a Lich in Vargo Fortress and using Balkan"s skull it was possible to use his 3 Great Magic. They were frightful items that had no equal!
But due to the items having adverse side effects, it would be difficult to change back into human form after he used them. Of course only by agreeing to provide Geomchi121 a lifetime supply of free meat, weapons,armour and 2000 oak barrels of alcohol, did he received them from him.
But wearing the Necromancer exclusive gear constantly permeated bad feelings so he could not use it. Weed decided to just keep it for now.
"There are more than kind people in the world. There is definitely someone out there who wants to be like Balkan. The Necromancers will not always be peaceful, when that moment comes I can sell it off."
When a person dreaming of becoming an evil Lich appears, Weed would be the first in line to bargain off the items rather than restricting them from it. However Balkan"s equipment was restricted to high level and skill so there was no chance to sell it to someone for some time.
Those who did not have the blacksmith skill like Weed had to be at the minimum level of 460 to use Balkan"s items. The boots at least were on the low side of the level restriction, however with the robe, ring and necklace they had to be over level 520.
Since these were equipment that Necromancers desired, they would have to curry favor with Weed. They were firmly trapped by their own desires.
The goods brought by the merchants to Vargo Fortress were all sold out. It was thanks to the share of the gold, silver and treasures that the players received and they were spending freely. Vargo Fortress became more active as the elf, barbarian, dwarf, and fairies came causing more people and players to gather there.
With a swift decision Mapan set up an exchange station, exchanging ancient gold coins and charging commission.
"Ah, I have so much money how can I spend it all?"
"Should we change swords?"
"Could hunting become easier then? In the morning I am going to try changing most of my gear to dwarf equipment."
Vargo Fortress was bustling with players wanting to spend money. The vicinity was filled with hunting grounds no one found yet. Mountain, hill, forest and valley, the local area had many hunting areas. The reason for many different tribes of barbarians living near Vargo Fortress was for the battles and hunting.
Weed conversed with the elders and the chieftains with his high fame and intimacy, acquiring information about the nearby dungeons.
"According to the dwarven tribe of the Hardened Earth there is a dungeon nearby..."
"Go a bit further. It"s what the dwarves said so it"s certainly there."
Weed with Pale, Irene, Romuna, Hwaryeong and Surka searched for the dungeons in the vicinity.
"They were not drinking beer that time so I am certain the information is right."
In between the boulders they found the entrance to the dungeon.
Dungeon, you are the first discoverer of, "The Hidden Pit".
Privileges: Fame increases by 415.
Double experience and item drop rate for one week.
Very first monster type you hunt will drop the best possible item.
The search for the dungeon near Vargo Fortress! If the hunting ground was doable with their levels, they swept through it. Recklessly exploring an unknown dungeon was truly dangerous. Traps were installed, with some areas that had abnormal standard or quantity of monsters.
Of course during those occasions Hwaryeong with her dance could put them to sleep, and with Balkan dead, Weed could summon Death Knight and Vampire without any trouble.
"Van Hawk, Torido, to the front!"
Their long holiday was finished.
"Thank you for calling me after a long time, master."
"I was longing for hot blood."
It was time for Van Hawk and Torido to do their part.
"Completely sweep them away."
Those two were teammates who have been synchronizing their fights for so long that their hunting speed was very fast.
Weed also alternated his hunting party and went with the Geomchis, levelling up with them.
Barbarians or dwarves, they wanted to talk to Weed so it was easy to find hunting grounds.
"I want to fight monsters."
"For a long time these guys were bothering us. Their tracks are somewhere in the north... Our warriors followed the tracks but they disappeared by the tree in the groves. If you can find it please help us."
"Don"t we need beer?"
"If it is for beer I will do it anytime"
"There is no difference between us brothers and the dwarves who fought against the Undead. I want to know more about what"s troubling you."
"Hmm, recently good iron ores are hard to find. If you have good iron ore at this time the price would not be a problem. In the old days when the fortress was normal the mountain behind it had a mine that we extracted a lot of iron ores from... If the humans could help us dwarves we would like to mine those iron ores."
"Of course we"ll cooperate. With a lot of iron ores you dwarves can make weapons and armor and market them at Vargo Fortress while paying heavy taxes... I mean, it would be good if you took back lots of beer."
At Vargo Fortress there were much work to do as well.
"Excuse me, I know you are busy but I brought materials. Is it possible you could make a sculpture for me?"
"This is gold with many impurities. If it isn"t pure gold the sculpture is not easy to make... Well, I will do it specially for you."
"Thank you very much for considering my order. When will the sculpture be done?"
"There is a backlog of orders... please wait a while."
The precious jewels of Vargo Fortress were Weed"s share. Selling sculptures he made, the leftover materials went into his pack! It was a method of bringing 3 rabbits into a restaurant and getting 3 rabbit soups but with another big pot left over!
"It"s definitely faster to become rich by embezzling materials than by making money by selling sculptures!"
Weed"s fame as a sculptor was so great that they gave him expensive material to make sculptures without hesitation. Usually he made sculptures out of wood in between hunting, now they brought the best gold or silver, sometimes mythril to sculpt as well.
He had to make a sculpture that fitted the person"s taste so he could not attempt any daring pieces. But doing this still increased a small amount of mastery in the sculpting skill. Once or twice a masterpiece with high artistic value did come out. But as his sculpting skill was at advance level 8 the mastery rose slowly.
"It"s fine. There is only two more levels left. I don"t need to rush."
They even celebrated the New Year during their hunting. Hwaryeong, Bellot and Maylon had work so they missed it, the people left prepared a small cosy amount of food as they watched the sun come up making their wishes.
"I wish to earn a scholarship so I can travel with Maylon."
"My hands became better at hitting monsters. I am going to hit them many, many time. "
"Should I change to a Necromancer? But I also want to see the final flame magic..."
"This year I am going to wish for no one to die from a botched surgery."
"Please help me date Yurin in this New Year."
"To rake in money following Weed-nim..."
They all had a variety of wishes, but compared to them Weed had a simple wish.
"Let"s stay healthy. Or else there will be hospital bills. "
Being healthy is best.
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The Sculpture Lifeforms arrived at Vargo Fortress after being called from Morata.
Mooooo.
Yellowy dragged his feet as he forced himself to come closer. It was plain to see he did not want to come!
"I am pleased to see you as well. If you really missed me, let's never part ways again."
Moooooooo!
Bingryong and Phoenix had large bodies so they could not hunt in dungeons. But Gold Man, Golden Bird and Silver Bird fought together through the dangerous dungeons and nimbly broke through them. Level 440 dungeons had particular themes or put out an ominous odour in their vicinity.
Nest on Kildeke Mountain!
The whole area was a hunting ground. The large area had a scenery filled with mountain peaks and flying monsters.
Compared to his other party members, his connection time was longer. During the time Pale and his friends did not come he hunted with the Geomchis or partook in aerial battles at the Kildeke Mountain ranges with Phoenix, Wyvern and Bingryong,
KUNNNNG!
There was a sound of lightning far away with the sky flashing brightly for a moment. Even when the rain was about to pour from the sky, Weed was flying on Wy-Three.
"Master, at this rate aren"t we going to get hit by lightning?"
"It"s going to be okay."
"But getting hit still hurts..."
"If we want to make a living we can"t afford to take a break even when the weather is bad."
Weed and the Wyverns were not the only ones flying in the sky, it was also filled with monsters protecting their domain on the Kildeke Moutain. While Weed could not see properly, he still brandished his sword about.