Chapter 465 – The Statue of Greed

It’s embarrassing.
What was it that I was good at that high tension?

…No.
Know.
I won’t deny it.

I pretended to be high-tension.
When I saw that guy who looked like my dad, I became bland and acted not like me.
[I was like you enough.]
Noisy bastard.

…Frostia is not bad.
Well, I have nothing to say if the dragon that tried to destroy the world with a contract was not bad, but it is said that it is surprisingly not bad.

He is such a good guy that Mullin, who is said to have broken the heads of thousands of monsters, inadvertently worries about him.

I know.
It’s fun being with her.
She makes other beings happy.
If you’re friendly, you’ll laugh at any rudeness.
So, I got used to it.

It’s trash to act recklessly because you’re used to it.
I was trash

I thought it was enough to say that I had suffered for several hours on the subject that I had promised properly, even the horns, and neglected for a long time.
I was conceited that the level of perfection was not bad enough.

Frostia waited for my tribute.
She expected so much

“Disgrace. Did you show that video?”
[No.]
“Then who?”

It’s an incomprehensible phenomenon.

[Quest. It must be a system.]
System…?
What’s the system, show me something like that?
What am i
[It is an existence that proceeds with the Pryunar main quest that others have not been able to proceed with, and it is an existence that is intertwined with the eight monster kings and the five divine beasts.]
…
[The system is also expecting something from you. So, you probably want coexistence rather than ruin.]
Win-Win.
That sounds funny.

Rattle.

When I opened the door, I saw Lena and Almiraz.
I told them not to worry because I will be in the psychiatric room for a while.

I left them behind and opened a sub-space to enter the room of spirit and time.
Conditions for the existence of this room.
Instead of being able to get 100 days of time per hour, if you use 100 days, you need to charge for one month.

This is the absolute rule of the Chamber of Spirit and Time.
So, I divided the 100 days into one month and practiced training by building my body or summoning illusions.

And now, the time left in the room of mind and time… Less than 10 days.
There is a way… To refill this.
Heston explained before parting.
However, I warned that in that case, the maximal function of time, the maximum function of the Room of Mind and Time, would be lost.

Does not matter.

I will punish you for my wrongdoing.

Charrrr

I bought something called ‘Yeomcheol’, which I bought by pouring all the chisel, hammer, and ‘shop points’ that needed a piece.

A metal that is resistant to fire and breathes fire.

It is an ideal metal to express Frostia.

It cuts better than the Daehan iron I cut before, but it’s still a very hard metal.
It’s hard to cut with normal swordsmanship, but sculpt?

Okay. That would be crazy
I have to do it though.

The first thing to do is to make a model.
Perfect model.
We need a model to express the nobility and beauty of Frostia.

“Summon Clay.”

Shrew look. Shrew Luck.

Innumerable clays that can only exist in the Chamber of Spirit and Time are summoned.
I threw off my coat and raised my sword.

And. Papapat.

Papa papa pat.

Countless models were made.
Surprisingly, all of them were of superior quality to the statues I made after hours of hard work.

However, I didn’t like all of them.
I couldn’t touch Frostia’s beauty.

She laughs at herself.
Are you saying it’s much better than those statues that you cut with a little bit of effort?
How roughly did she make it? You.
Even after receiving so much help from Frostia.
Even though she considers her to be her friend.

Live a good life

Completely.
He’s a trash bastard

Anyway, this doesn’t work.
Of course, detailed work will continue after completion, but the model must be perfect.

I just don’t know how long this will take.
Still, fortunately among the misfortunes, the body of the stranger. And with the cutting knife, most of the cumbersome steps can be skipped.

Well, it’s harder to imagine than processing with stone as much as it’s made of metal, but…

“Clay.”

Until you are satisfied.
Keep coming

When I woke up, five days had passed.
If someone asks if the quest is okay, it’s okay.
I didn’t know, so I checked.
The time that passes in the Chamber of Spirit and Time is not included in the quest time.
Only time that flows in reality is applied.
It’s fortunate for me.

Same with quests.
I finally sculpted a model.

“…Malakia. How are you?”
[…That’s cool.]

Until now, there have been several cases where Malachia has been said to be good.
But this is the first time I’ve forgotten the concept and said I like it.
It was guaranteed by Malakia, a prostia pedophile.

Good.
Let’s go with this.
Let’s remember this shape.

And, I picked up a hammer and a chisel.
Blows Ryunar into the hammer and chisel, and uses the cutting sword to strike the metal.

Caang!

Roaring!

Flames soar whenever a strong impact is applied to the flame iron.
This is why it is evaluated as difficult to handle, and it is also the reason why machines, not people directly handle it, apply the process.

However, fairness with human hands is best.
It is said that there are many cases in which the effect of the flame is eliminated by destroying the parts that require detailed touch while working with the machine.

And the situation is good for me.
I like fire, so it’s not even this hot.
[Are you crazy…]
[What. A day or two.]

Okay.
Thank you for the compliments

I drew a sketch and cut out unnecessary parts.
Salt iron is limited.
Never make a mistake.

It doesn’t matter if it’s slow and painful.
Recall everything in Frostia.

Eye. Nose. Mouth. Finger. Backs of hands, toes, soles of feet, peach bones, collarbones, lips.

Remember everything
More real than real.

So it took another 3 days.
However, time was not enough… Frostia, Heston’s Ryunar, and Mana were used to power the Chamber of Spirit and Time.

That’s how I charged 100 days.
Now, after this, this room will lose its effectiveness.

It’s a perfect punishment for my foolish and indolent self.
And…Another 50 days

Cacao! Kang! Kaak!

One piece a day, I sculpted it against the Frostia of my memory.

Whenever I couldn’t come up with an image, or when I felt ambiguous, I summoned the Frostia I had just met and fought.

And get back to sculpting.
My body was in tatters, but it didn’t matter.

Like that…

Completed.

Noble red beauty.
Frostia’s human form…!

[…Amazing. That’s cool.]

Malachia’s unsolicited exclamations proved its beauty.
Good.
Good
It was completed much sooner than expected.
If this…
…
[Drehem…?]
“…No. No. This is not enough.”

This is not enough.
[It’s not enough. It looks good enough to me. Damn you?]
[Okay. It looks great to me. Admit it. I don’t think a kid would have such an aesthetic sense… No, it’s possible because he’s someone he likes.]

The giggling disgrace adds.

[But it’s not enough to satisfy you, who is overcome with guilt for violating your father’s words.]
…That’s exactly what it says.
This is just a statue.
Frostia might be satisfied with this, but I’m not.

This is not the only Frostia I know.
A younger and more mature look than my peers.
Golem. The figure possessed by the Earth Dragon.
And appearance.

All of them are Frostia, and I was attracted to all of them.

This alone is not Frostia.

[Then what are you going to do? There is no more salt iron, and even if you try to order it with money, the time to capture Clarir Rain Blizzard will have passed by then.]
“…”
[I want to solve the lump in your heart right now, what are you going to do?]
Ryunar.
And change in character.
Divine power.
[Hmm?]

Divine power is the power to create something out of nothing.
Okay… Why didn’t I think of this
I hugged Frostia’s statue and put our foreheads together.

Ryunar, and divine power, is the power to become anything.
I’m going to mix these two to make a piece.
And I will pour everything I have to complete this piece.

So that the people of the world can know all the aspects of Frostia that I have imagined.
Can do.
It’s okay to be exhausted.

Correct your mistakes.
Eight days.

Pour Ryunar.

Frostia in the form of a golem.
Earth Dragon Frostia.
Young Frostia.
Adult Frostia.
Prostia, the dragon of destruction.
Laughing Frostia.
Angry Frostia.
Prostia expects from me.

It forms all images, creates them with divine power, and solidifies them.

I have no intention of putting my image first.
So that others can feel her charm… The main one is currently Frostia.
At the same time, in order to know other charms… Magic is needed.

What came to my mind was a sticker from a cookie my dad bought me when I was a kid.
It changed its appearance depending on the direction it was viewed.
Okay…
Let’s do something similar to that.

Respond when you feel awe or beauty of Frostia.

So you can see everything.

[That’s impossible…]
[Shh.]
[Disgusting brother.]
[Watch. Malachia.]

Like that..

Another 50 days passed.

Forming with Ryunar was even more exhausting than sculpting… But it was rewarding.

Completed.

[…That’s nonsense. Is such a thing possible…!]
[Keukkeuk. Rather, it feels like I have grown more efficiently than when I was fighting.]

Tring!

[I made a great piece.]
[Of art? Episode? ? And boss? ? To…]

Noisy.
I have to dedicate this.
Right Now.

But… She’d feel rude if I went there like this.
First, let’s sleep.

When they came out, both Lena and Almiraz were surprised.
It’s only natural that I’m exhausted from riding as my body rides.
I said I would sleep for one day and collapsed.
This was why two days were needed even though it was a room of mind and time that could use all 100 days in one day in reality.

And after two full days, I woke up.
After taking the statue of the Room of Spirit and Time, I went to Frostia’s place.

Her statue, her first, must be seen by her and only by her.
This is non-negotiable.

When I went to the cathedral, the nun Kwang was blowing on me today.
It is a bonus that the saintess and the devil play in the flower field.

“…Dre’s son made a fuss asking for vacation again. My sister said, why does the man who should have rested so much look so tired?”
“One hour only.”
“…?”
“Please leave your seat for an hour.”
“I didn’t tell you, but this seal is originally my residence…”
“One hour.”
“…”

Mullin got up slowly and stretched her.
And she whispered past me.

“There is no trick.”
“…”

And Mullin is her children. Let’s go. While doing so, she put her arms around the saintess and the demon king’s neck and dragged them.

“Ekekek. Oppose violence!”
“You bastard! Know who I am… Now, I was wrong! Don’t stare at me…!”

“Good.”

Then I went to Frostia.
Too bad for me, she was sleeping today too.

Hmm. Good.
Very good.
So where do you put this?

The cathedral had everything.
For example, chapels or altars or statues of Nanar…
…Ah. Nanar.
You don’t have to have that bitch, can you?

Tring!

[Dre. That’s kinda…]

Was this baby or Kannon? Response is so fast
You’re a 10-year-old kid before you reach Gaia-sama.

And I… I’m all set.

***

“Ummm…”

Frostia woke up with a yawn.
I’ve mostly slept these days, but I liked this too.
It was much more comfortable than watching the light leaking through the tiny cracks in the ceiling alone in the sealed room.

There was a nun who was uncomfortable in her mouth and behavior here, but had a good heart, and there were lives not far away.

Then Frostia thought of Dre.

“…Tooth.”

I was expecting a tribute.
Anyone can see that it was made roughly.

“Still, it was the first tribute, so I guess I acted too coldly…”

Frostia woke up with regret that she shouldn’t have shown disappointment…
That gentleman though. Now that Dre had seen her own disappointing reaction, her quality must have been better than before.

…Then an anomaly was discovered.
Frostia’s eyes became sharp like those of a reptile.

…Is broken.
A large part of the wall was destroyed.
Beneath it are the remains of what is believed to have been a statue.
Did a battle happen? Why didn’t I know
Where is the enemy? The nun? What about the noisy kid and the demon king?

Then, I saw
In place of that irritating fanatic… An unfamiliar statue.
She was the first woman I had ever seen.
With her arrogant expression, she proudly sticks out her breasts and puts her hands on her waist.
A slightly reddish metal. It was probably salt iron.

“…It’s pretty.”

It was an honest impression.
She was so beautiful that even herself, a dragon famous for her high eyes, couldn’t help but admit it.

Then, she realized it resembled someone.

“…That’s me?”

Upon realizing it, she looked even prettier.
The statue in the sunlight shone even more.
It must have been installed while Dre was sleeping.

“…Wow.”

Frostia cautiously approached.
Shall we fly and touch it?

“Ugh… And then it breaks…”
“It’s okay.”
“!”

Who is this blasphemous man behind him with his hand on his waist…But, I know.
And that man was a man who could do this.

“Are you okay?”
“Touch it. Frostia.”

At the same time, the man who moved away reached out his hand to her statue as if to touch it at any time, and Frostia pierced the dress, and Raboda nodded her head and flew into the sky.

“…Wow.”

Detailed face.
It seems to be alive and moving right now.

“Did I have a face like this?”

Beautiful.
As he watched this, his heart… Something warm seemed to rise up and fill it.

Frostia didn’t know how to express her feelings.
So, she just reached out and touched her face.

“…Still.”

If possible.
Even the way she saw herself.
But that would be too much of a wish…
The moment I thought

Hwareuk.

Someday.
There was a sound I heard when I met the man.

Roaring!

The statue caught fire.

“Huh? Huh?!”

Said it was okay!
Frostia panicked and tried to shoot her water magic… But noticed the presence of things surrounding her.

“…”

Hwareuk. Roaring! Roaring!

That rising from the mighty flames.
Divine power…No, that material composed of the strange energy of Dreman…All of them…

“…Me?”

The miserable self possessed by a golem.
At least, he was possessed by the Earth Dragon, which was of the same species.

A young self and an adult self.

Not only that, but dozens of themselves with various expressions.

And in the middle of it.

[Kooooo…]

A huge red dragon that seemed to fill the cathedral spewed fire from its mouth and body.

Frostia felt something.
It was grand.

“…”

[Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!]

Rumbling

As if to match the dragon’s roar, the flames burned more roaring, but soon disappeared.

“Ah.”
“Don’t worry.”

Dre came up and stood next to Frostia.

“It’s permanent. As long as you charge your mana in time, you can watch it anytime.”
“…”
“I put my ‘heart’ towards you in my own way.”

Dregage groaned in embarrassment after saying that, then she laughed.

“Do you like it? Frostia.”
“…”

I don’t know what to say.
Just because her heart was full, Frostia only nodded her head.

“Fortunately, the.”

Dre pressed Frostia on the shoulder.
It meant to come down, and Frostia did just that.

Dre got down on one knee.
She held out one hand as if to propose, and Frostia held it like her lady.

“Frostia-sama.”
“…Hmm.”
“Will you accept the first offering of your life?”
“…”

Frostia did not answer.
She just pulled Dre up.
She looked into his eyes.

“…It looks very, very difficult.”
“Hmm…”

It’s hard.
I know the man in front of me is unique in many ways, but how much effort was put into that piece.

Even if you think about it roughly, the process of dealing with Yeomcheol and fairing, the hardships of creating numerous appearances of Frostia only with Ryunar and divine power, the work of separating and decorating a separate subspace, the statues and objects that will appear, and safety adjustments so that others do not collide What to do, what fixes the phenomenon, and the algorithm that makes it appear only when someone else’s magic or emotion touches it.

How much effort did you put into it?

And above all, their figures and various facial expressions.
Those were things that could never come out if you didn’t take Frostia seriously.

That is…A true offering.
Crystal of love.

“…”

I blankly look at the man in front of me.
Unusual obstacles at first.
After that, the more you think about it, the more pissed off you are, the weird guy.
Then the bad guys who try to pamper themselves.

Still, the guy I keep thinking of.
Special person.

“It’s nothing special for Frostia-sama.”
“…”

Words that are not even in my heart break a little, but I still know.
I can feel this self, Dre’s ‘feeling’ towards himself.

So said Frostia.

“I do not like it.”
“Eh.”

A look of deep despair.
It would be nice to make fun of her like this to repay her humiliation, but she had no intention of doing so.

Just be honest.

“Why is Lenny… Amra’s smell on you?”
“…Ah.”
“I don’t like it.”

Frostia reached out and put her hands around Dre’s neck.

“Frostia-sama…?”
“You are mine.”
“…!”
“So I’ll cover it with my scent.”

Right after.
Frostia’s mouth covered Dre’s.