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CH 451-1
CH 451-1
Raon turned around after leaving the lord's manor. He clapped his hands at the Light Wind members,
who were following him, holding the silver plate given to them by Glenn.
The Light Wind members fought with their lives on the line against the magicians of the Black Tower.
Without a moment to rest, they carefully attended to the wounded Warring Steel members and the
hostages.
They must have been exhausted, having put in more effort than when they were fighting.
They needed not only physical but also mental recovery, so Raon granted them a vacation.
"Woo-oo!"
"Even though the training is so intense that it makes my mind go crazy, it's so refreshing when you give
us a break!"
However, unlike usual, Burren, Martha, and Runaan did not say a word and gripped their swords.
'Those guys...'
Raon curled his lips as he looked into the eyes of the captains, who seemed to have a thin mist burning.
They had expressed their desire to become master before I became grandmaster. It seemed like they
had no intention of resting or playing around.
'I don't know who they're going to learn from, but they seem to be serious.'
It was admirable that they were determined on their own, even though no one had told them that they
were weak.
Raon turned around and believed that Burren, Runaan, and Martha would train on their own.
As he was about to go to the annex building, Trevin and the Warring Steel swordsmen approached him.
"We owe you our lives. I will repay this favor no matter what."
Trevin and the Warring Steel swordsmen bowed their bodies so that their waists were perpendicular,
saying that they were really grateful.
"You don't need to do that."
Raon shook his head as he watched Trevin and the Warring Steel swordsmen stand up.
"If you're grateful to us, then please return as soon as possible. We don't want to be embarrassed if our
rivals, the Warring Steel division, stop moving."
At those words, Trevin and the Warring Steel swordsmen expressions stiffened
"Yes. When you came to the Arian family and saved us, you said the same thing."
"We drew our swords with the same intention in Zieghart, and there's no need to think about debts of
life. Just continue standing by our side and wielding your swords as before."
Raon bowed his head to Trevin and then walked in the direction of the annex building.
"We'll be waiting."
Martha, Runaan, and Burren also smiled at the Warring Steel swordsmen and then scattered in different
directions.
"If you're late in returning, you won't be able to see our backs. Come back soon."
"Our only rivals are the Warring Steels. In fact, the only ones we're close to are them... ."
The Light Wind swordsmen also said a few words to the Warring Steel swordsmen and left the front of
the lord's manor.
"……."
The Warring Steel swordsmen stood in front of lord's manor with their heads bowed for a long time
even after the Light Wind division left.
"Phew... ."
Although sadness had welled up in his eyes, a red vitality had resurfaced.
"That's right."
The Warring Steel swordsmen also smiled and turned their gaze toward the setting sun, just like Trevin.
"Let's go."
He regained his energy and nodded at each of the Warring Steel swordsmen.
***
Raon stood in front of the annex building entrance. The aroma of dishes being prepared for dinner
drifted from the mansion, tantalizing the senses.
Huff!
Wrath stretched his waist like a rubber band and flew to the window.
'There?`
Wrath had not only recognized the types of dishes by their smell but also detected the presence of
pineapple inside. It was a completely irrational sense of smell.
What are you doing? Go inside and sit at the table! The food will get cold!
The guy who is the Monarch of Wrath shows no interest in fighting, but as soon as he sees food, his eyes
roll back.
He was genuinely curious about how he had become a demon king and why he had acquired the
attribute of wrath..
"Phew…"
Raon shook his head and opened the door of the annex building.
"What?"
Yua, who was carrying cooking ingredients in a large basket, opened her eyes wide.
"Young master!"
"Did you bring the Warring Steel division uncles with you, Young Master?"
It seemed like she was disappointed not to be able to go with them this time, as she immediately asked
about their well-being
"Yeah."
There were those who didn't return, but he didn't need to mention that, so he just nodded calmly.
"Ah...
Yua, as if she understood the meaning of that nod, wiped the smile that was hanging on her lips.
"What?"
"Young master!"
The maids knew that he had gone to rescue the missing Warring Steel division, so they approached him
with worried eyes and checked his body from head to toe.
"I'm fine."
If other people approached him like this, he would be annoyed, but because they were family, a
pleasant warmth blossomed in his chest.
She approached with calm steps and embraced him tightly by the shoulders.
"The foreign minister told us that you have completed your mission and returned, so everyone worked
hard to prepare dinner. Hurry up and wash."
Sylvia smiled, saying, "Today, we received a lot of premium ingredients, so it's going to be really
delicious."
When he was about to go to the bathroom, Wrath was looking up and down at Sylvia.
Wrath seemed to think that the food was for him and clung to Sylvia's arm.
Mom!
'......'
Is he really crazy...
***
After eating a hearty dinner prepared by Sylvia and the maids, Raon went to his room.
Kugh!
This is home, and this is living. Filling your stomach with your mother's food and lying on the bed is
paradise.
Wrath raised his head from the bed, speaking in a low voice.
'What is it?'
Suddenly, his expression became serious, and unconsciously, Raon swallowed hard.
No matter how the King of Essence think about it, he can't choose just four pearl ice creams out of 33!
Choosing only four out of 33 is too cruel!
'....'
Wrath sighed deeply, saying that he still couldn't finish his worries.
Can't you just eat one more set? It's too harsh to choose only four out of 33!
Raon shook his head, slapping away Wrath, who was clinging to him.
Although he had considered buying one more set to appease him, his mood dropped upon hearing his
nonsense.
Kugh...
While Raon and Wrath were arguing, there was a knock on the door three times. It was Judiel's signal, so
he got up and opened the door.
"......"
Judiel bowed her head silently and entered the room. She calmly kneeled down and raised her eyes.
"I heard you clashed with the White Crane's warriors. Are you okay?"
"They are not ordinary in terms of strength, but they are more loyal to their master than I thought."
The strength of Blood Cloud Blade and White Wolf Sword was also surprising, but even as they were
brought here, they did not reveal anything about White Crane.
I thought it was a sand castle, but it seemed to be a more solid organization than expected.
"While you were away, I did some more research on the Five Divine Rulers."
Judiel whispered that she had looked into White Crane just in case.
"As you know, the leader of White Crane is Heukgeumje. She has an information network similar to the
Black Market."
"Wait."
Raon raised his hand. A while ago, a word that was far from his expectations had just popped out of
Judiel's mouth.
"She? Heukgeumje is a woman?"
"Yes, she's a woman. She appears to be around 30 in terms of appearance, but her actual age must be
much older."
"To start over, White Crane's real power is not its military strength, but its intelligence or infomation
gathering. It's said that they know everything happening across the continent."
"There is a rumor that the leader of White Crane, Heukgeumje, can read the stars."
"The stars?"
"Yes. It means that she can predict the future by reading the flow of the heavens." ("Yes. It means she
reads the flow of the sky to predict future events.")
Judiel gestured towards the night sky, where the faint moonlight was casting its glow
"Heukgeumje's future predictions are quite accurate, so many people think of her as a prophet."
"Come to think of it..."
When Raon fought Blood Cloud Blade and White Wolf Sword, they muttered that they had not expected
this.
It seemed that they had learned of the Black Tower in the ice lake thanks to Heukgeumje's predictive
ability.
"Not only that, but because of Heukgeumje's dignity and leadership, many famous warriors are said to
be affiliated with White Crane. There are even rumors that they have two or more grandmasters."
Judiel shook her head, saying that she didn't know that. However, it was clear that she was above that
level since she had a grandmaster in her possession.
"White Crane is a place among the Five Divine Rulers where predicting their movements is challenging.
It's advisable to exercise caution when dealing with them."
"I understand."
Raon nodded.
Starting tomorrow night, he would need to extract information from Blood Cloud Blade and White Wolf
Sword, and thanks to Judiel, he would save a lot of time.
She was like a treasure trove of information, always providing the necessary details when needed.
"Hmm..."
Raon looked at the door Judiel had left and licked his lips.
She didn't talk about her brother because she didn't want to burden him, and that consideration was
both grateful and heavy.
Finding Judiel's brother was also one of his goals that he had to achieve.
If he couldn't get the information from the Black Market, he would have to extract the information from
the master of Central Martial Palace Karoon, even if he had to clash with him head-on.
"Yeah. Somehow..."
As Raon was reconfirming his determination and unpacking his luggage, Warth clung to his head.
You're taking your anger out on the King of Essence because you didn't get anything!
That's right. You came back after saving the those people, but you only got one poop-colored plate.
Warth frowned, wondering if he wasn't buying ice cream because he didn't get a proper reward.
Raon shook his head. He had already gotten more than he expected with the golden plate, so he had no
such thoughts.
Don't lie! There's no way a cheap bastard like you would be happy with a lousy reward like that...
Just as he shook his head, a violent vibration occurred from the Blade of Requiem that he was wearing
around his waist.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuung!
Along with the majestic sword cry, a message appeared before his eyes.
These were the messages that had appeared every time the Blade of Requiem absorbed other negative
energy.
Gah..
Wrath seemed to have never imagined that such a message would appear.
Not only his stats, but the rank of his traits also increased by two levels. He could feel new vitality
welling up in his body, which was still covered in fatigue.
[The level of the Blade of Requiem's <Magical Blood> trait increases.]
Not only that, but the level of the Blade of Requiem's trait also increased. But the message was not over
yet.
[You have defeated consecutive enemies who are standing at a higher level.]
This time, it was the system itself that was giving the reward, not the Blade of Requiem.
Agh...
He shook his head wildly, saying that it was not possible. It was like seeing the appearance of cotton
candy being made.
'As expected, your mouth is like the gates of heaven. Whenever you speak, rewards pop out on their
own. Is there anything else you'd like to say?'
***
Raon went out to the fifth training ground alone and repeatedly used the Fangs of Insanity sword and
the Frostwind sword from dawn.
He finally put down his sword and nodded in satisfaction as the sun began to set.
With his stats and trait levels rising so dramatically, he had spent time in swordsmanship training to
adapt his body to the newfound strength. By evening, his body was finally moving satisfactorily.
It is said that when you reached grandmaster, a transformation process called "to change one's bones
and flesh" would occur, turning his body into the most suitable vessel for his martial arts. However,
thanks to Wrath's system, he felt like he had gained an even more exceptional physique without going
through the transformation process.
If you're grateful for that, buy the King of Essence some ice cream! He felt like he was going to die
standing in the hot sun all day!
Wrath gestured for him to run to the pearl ice cream shop right away.
He thought he should buy Wrath some ice cream and then go torture. No, interrogate Blood Cloud Blade
and White Wolf Sword.
Raon asked.
Well, that's...
Wrath rubbed his round hands and raised his head slightly.
Can't you let the King of Essence choose one more? He can't choose no matter how hard he think! There
are too many flavors!
He shook his head, saying that choosing only one from four flavors was a sin.
'Then I'll just buy one.'
Regardless of the rewards, Wrath was a big help during this mission. Instead of two sets, he could buy
up to twenty sets.
As he left the training ground and headed towards the marketplace, he spotted a familiar face.
"White Lotus?"
Yes. They were hanging out near the main gate, but they came back and went to the lord's manor!"
Dorian nodded, saying that he ran as soon as he saw the White Lotus division returning.
"But they were walking like defeated soldiers, their clothes looked tattered too."
"Oh?"
Since the White Lotus division was going to the lord's manor, it was time to follow them and tell Glenn
how stupid and selfish they were.
Hey!
When Raon turned his direction to the main building, thinking about how to deal with the White Lotus
division, Wrath screamed.
The ice cream shop is about to close! Keep your promise! This darn evil bastard!