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"What do you sculptors need when you're working on a sculpture?"

Velen ignored Justin's rant about Nepal and went straight to the point.

"Special stones, special carving knives, special paints."

Justin didn't know why Velen was asking, but answered seriously.

"Do you have any of those things?"

Velen asked again.

"I did!"

"Then where are they? Show me, I've never seen them before."

"I sold them."

Hearing Justin answer "sold them" with such confidence, Velen felt it was time to give him a proper lesson.

With that kind of mindset, how are you supposed to be a sculptor out there?

"You've been working as a servant in the fortress for a while now. How do you feel about sculpture these days?"

Velen continued.

"Being a servant is great!"

"I think it's way more fun than studying sculpture!"

"Even though my mentor isn't here, I can carry the banner of fortress servant all by myself!"

What???

I just let you live as a servant for a few days and now you're addicted to it?

"Carrying the servant banner of the fortress?" You trying to get Apollo fired?

Useless! Absolutely no ambition!

"Starting today, you are no longer a servant of the fortress. You are now an official member!"

"From now on, you must fully commit yourself to the art of sculpture!"

Velen said firmly, crushing all of Justin's servant dreams with a single sentence.

"My lord, you must be joking!"

"When you first brought me here, I asked if I could avoid sculpture, and you said I could. Why are you going back on your word now?!"

Justin looked shocked.

"Hmm?"

"Did I say that?"

Velen looked genuinely puzzled.

"You did! You really did!" Justin said, panicking.

"Fine, if I said it, then so be it."

"After all, I'm a man of my word."

Just then, a little girl with a lollipop walked over from the distance.

"Master, did you call me?"

She bowed respectfully upon entering the courtyard.

"He's yours now."

"Figure out a way to make him willingly study sculpture. Ideally, get him to fall in love with it."

Velen then looked at the stunned Justin with a smile. "Don't underestimate her—she's the one who gouged out that one-eyed madman's left eye!"

WHAT THE—?!

You're leaving me with this terrifying little girl?!

Watching Velen walk away, Justin panicked.

"My lord! Don't go!"

"My lord, this is against the spirit of martial virtue!"

"My lord, take her with you, please!"

As he watched Velen vanish into the distance, then looked at the little girl staring at him, Justin felt a growing sense of doom.

How can I get him to willingly study sculpture?

Everyone in this fortress is an ally. If I use overly cruel methods, even if I succeed, the master might not be happy with me…

The little girl tapped her chin thoughtfully.

Got it!

Make him the bad guy!

Moments later, she came up with an idea and smiled sweetly—only making Justin more anxious.

"Little witch, what do you want from me?"

A red-haired, one-eyed man holding a blood-red scythe soon arrived at Justin's courtyard, eyeing the little girl warily.

"I'm handling something for the master. You'd best cooperate."

Before the one-eyed man could ask what she meant, the little girl suddenly appeared in front of him. Strange, blood-red runes appeared on her right arm under her red sleeve as she grabbed his right arm.

Rip!

Blood sprayed everywhere—the one-eyed man's right arm was torn off by brute force!

"Will he study or not?"

Holding the bloody limb, the little girl asked sweetly and innocently.

What the hell?!

What does whether or not he studies have to do with me?!

And you just tore my arm off like that?!

The one-eyed man exploded inside.

You trying to ruin half my body for this crap?!

"I—I don't like sculpture…" Justin stammered, terrified by the brutality but still being honest.

"Right arm, regenerate."

The girl said nothing more. Her expression darkened as she turned and stared coldly at the one-eyed man.

The man was about to lose it—but after receiving her death glare, he backed down immediately.

What's there to act tough about… so what if she's stronger than me… I just can't beat her…

"This… this…"

Justin's eyes nearly popped out when he saw the one-eyed man regrow a bloody new arm.

Rip!

The girl ripped the new arm right off and tossed it in front of Justin, again smiling sweetly: "Will you study now?"

Looking at the two bloody arms in front of him, Justin nearly peed himself—but still shook his head.

At this moment, the one-eyed man finally understood what was going on!

This time, he only regenerated his right arm and gave a crooked grin.

"Little witch, fine, I'll be the bad guy—but you owe me for this!"

He picked up his blood-red scythe and walked toward Justin.

"You don't want to study, huh? Then what's the point of keeping those hands? I'll slice the flesh off your fingers piece by piece."

"Owe you? Dream on!"

"I'll just do it myself—tear off his fingers one by one!"

Seeing the two monsters approaching, Justin's mental defense completely collapsed.

"Fine! I'll study! I'll study sculpture, okay?!"

"Just stop scaring me!"

Justin screamed in desperation.

"Scare you?"

"You think we're scaring you?"

The one-eyed man and the girl both burst into laughter.

Huh?

At that moment, the one-eyed man sensed Velen's presence and quickly disappeared in a flash of blood light, taking his bloody arms with him.

"You can go now. No need to intervene. I've just thought of a way to make him willingly study sculpture."

Velen said as he returned to the courtyard.

What the—?!

Both the little girl and Justin were dumbfounded.

You came up with something NOW?! After everything we just went through?!

"Master, I hadn't fully figured out how to do that either, so I'll take my leave now."

Before leaving, the girl winked at Justin and then exited the courtyard.

"Justin, didn't you say you liked wine?"

"Here—try this Lafite Vintage."

Velen handed Justin a bottle of Lafite Vintage.

Gulp.

After one sip, Justin completely broke down.

You had wine like this and didn't bring it out sooner?!

Forget studying sculpture—I'd carve statues with my feet if I had to!

As he savored the rich, exquisite wine and thought back to the horror he'd just survived, Justin felt like he was about to go insane.

This… this is emotional abuse, I swear!