Episode 1047
Raon gave instructions to the Gwangpungjeon inspectors to prepare for training and return, then headed to the annex.
-I thought you were going to just tease the kids?
Lars rolled his eyes as if he was surprised.
‘I won’t be able to see your face properly for two months, so I should at least say hello in advance.’
The Gwangpungjeon Inspectors aren’t the only ones who have to undergo hellish training to fight the White Blood Cult.
It was right to tell Sylvia and Edgar first, since he too had to train with the determination to die.
-You’re saying you’re not going to the annex for two months?
Lars glared at him as if to ask what he meant.
‘I don’t want to waste time going back and forth. I’ll stay at the training camp dormitory.’
Raon shook his head, saying that he also needed to save travel time.
-Then what about rice!
‘Of course I have to eat at the Yeonmujang restaurant’
-The side dishes there are too uniform! They always serve the same thing!
Lass grabbed his bowl, saying that the menu was the same every week.
-The taste is not as good as our house!
‘I can’t help it.’
Raon pushed Las away with the back of his hand.
‘I shouldn’t be able to sleep in a soft bed and eat hearty meals while giving my children hellish training.’
He firmly put his hand down, declaring that he would have to sleep in the dormitory and eat the dormitory’s meals just like the other inspectors of the Gwangpungjeon.
-No! I absolutely cannot accept it!
Lars screamed in refusal and bit his own head.
‘Then Nadine… .’
It was when Raon was trying to bring up the name of Nadine Bread to Las, whose pupils had rolled back.
“Huh? Raon!”
Evelyn, who was trimming the garden in the annex, recognized him and waved.
“Is it really Raon?”
“Son! You’re back!”
Sylvia and Edgar got up, brushing the dirt off their hands.
“Laon!”
Sia threw down the shovel she was holding and jumped at him.
“I’m back.”
Raon bowed his head to everyone and hugged Sia who was running towards him.
“When did you come back?”
Evelyn approached, lowering the garden shears.
“I just got here. But why are you here…?”
Raon blinked as he looked at the garden shears in Evelyn’s hand.
“Weren’t you creating magic?”
I thought Evelyn would be in her room since I heard it takes two months to complete the spell, but she was out gardening with her family.
“I’m working hard.”
Evelyn lifted her finger and tapped her forehead.
“I’m combining recipes in my head right now.”
She laughed, saying she was calculating in her head the most efficient method of treatment.
“Is that concentrating?”
“Yeah. Coming out like this and moving your body helps you use your head.”
Evelyn shrugged, saying that being physically active is good for your mind.
“What about Larian and Chamber?”
“I talk to those two all the time. They are definitely wizards above me, so just talking to them makes me feel like my magical level is improving.”
She curled her lips as she felt her realm rising thanks to Chamber and Larian.
“That’s fortunate.”
Raon nodded his head as he looked at Larian, who was smiling happily.
“So the magic will be completed in two months?”
“of course.”
Evelyn lowered her chin as if to tell him not to worry.
“Actually, two months is a long time. The magic itself can be completed in a month, but we need to improve performance and run experiments repeatedly, so we decided on two months.”
She raised her index finger as if to say that the magic itself would last a month.
“thank you.”
Raon bowed his head to Evelyn.
“It’s none of your business, but thank you for coming forward….”
“I told you, your work is my work!”
Evelyn shook her head sharply, saying that was not the kind of thing one would say after spending the night together.
“Well, while I was up all night… .”
Sylvia’s lips trembled as if those words were still surprising.
“Son! It’s time to take responsibility!”
Edgar frowned, saying he shouldn’t pretend not to know.
“What does that mean?”
Sia blinked as if asking for an explanation.
“Our master is already like that….”
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Helen sniffled in excitement.
“No! I explained it all!”
He shouted at them to come to their senses and say that it was absolutely not true, but everyone seemed to be possessed by Evelyn and would not listen to him.
“Oh my… .”
Raon felt his head start to hurt and rubbed his temples with his fingers.
-Ha, there was one more… .
Lars swallowed dryly as he looked into Evelyn’s purple eyes.
-That madwoman is superior to you and that swordsman!
The guy whined that neither his nor Darkan’s madness could keep up with Evelyn’s.
“however….”
Sylvia licked her lips as she looked behind her.
“Where is your father?”
“You have returned to the Holy Sword Training Center.”
Raon told me that Rectar had returned to the Holy Sword Training Center first to rest.
“I didn’t even get to greet you properly….”
Sylvia furrowed her brows as if she regretted not being able to say goodbye when she left.
“Grandpa said he was coming back?”
Sia pouted her lips as if she wanted to see Rectar.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.”
Edgar smiled, knowing that Lektar would be back soon.
“Now that the mission is over, are you going to rest for a while?”
He looked at me as if trying to change the subject and started talking about rest.
“no.”
Raon shook his head while looking at Sylvia and Edgar.
“I think I need to focus on training for two months.”
“Two months….”
“It’s been a long time, but I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.”
The two nodded heavily as if they knew the situation even though they didn’t say anything.
“It’s too long….”
Sia frowned as if she didn’t like it, but perhaps because she had grown mentally through puberty, she didn’t throw tantrums like before.
“So before that… .”
Raon held Sia’s hand and met her gaze.
“I came here to have a hearty meal with my sister.”
“Really? Then I’ll prepare it! Helen!”
Sia ran into the kitchen, calling Helen as if she was going to prepare dinner.
“I should show off my skills too. Let’s go!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Sylvia smiled as if expecting something and headed to the annex with Helen.
-Ugh!
As soon as Lars heard the sound of a hearty meal, he let out a gasp and fell off his head.
-Come on!
The guy put his hands together and waggled his tail as if to say, “When did I swear?”
-I believed you!
***
#Crane’s training diary day 1.
The Lord suggested that we go to the hot springs to relax before starting the full-scale training.
Everyone followed the Great Lord with excited faces, but what greeted us was not a hot spring, but a cold lake in Bukmangsan Mountain.
Daeju. No, that guy boiled the lake water with his aura and threw us into it.
The training of swinging a sword while protecting one’s body with an aura in boiling water that seemed to cook one’s bones and flesh was extremely painful.
However, if you can’t stand the water and jump out, the scabbard will be as hot as fire and fall on your head, forcing you to go back into the lake.
[Oh, I’m scared of water! I want to go to that house!]
Dorian was screaming that he was going home, sniffling, when he was struck in the face with the scabbard and passed out.
This is not a hot spring, it is hell. It is no different from the hell of the back-firing, where they beat your whole body with a red-hot club.
Our leader is crazy.
#Crane’s training diary, day 2.
As we head to the training ground, caressing our swollen scalps, the master asks how the hot springs were yesterday.
If I had the strength, I would sew that man’s snout shut.
Since it was the second day, Daeju said that we should begin real training and personally checked our swordsmanship and told us our strengths and weaknesses.
As I was smiling with satisfaction, thinking that it was more systematic than usual, Daejoo called me forward.
Since it was something familiar, let’s go out prepared, and Daeju gave instructions to show off his swordsmanship again.
The moment I drew out my own improved swordsmanship, thinking about the strengths and weaknesses that the Great Master had advised me on, my eyes went dark.
When he opened his eyes again, an hour had passed and the other inspectors were rolling around on the floor like him.
He tilted his head, thinking it was strange, and then the Great Lord called him again and told him to demonstrate his swordsmanship.
I was swinging my sword in a daze when my vision darkened again.
It was only then that I realized that the Great Master was launching a surprise attack with the Grand Master’s highest level force that we could not react to, and that he was training to block it.
[This, this is too much! But I can still do the training… Ugh!]
Dorian muttered that it was too much, then got hit in the face and passed out again.
This wasn’t training, it was just plain violence. I don’t know how we, the masters, are supposed to stop the swordsmanship that even the short swordsmen can’t stop.
This grueling training continued for four days without any sleep, and eventually the inspectors were able to avoid the master’s surprise attacks by blocking them with their swords, evading them with their sword techniques, or even rolling on the ground like rabbits.
Our leader is very crazy.
#Crane’s training diary, day 8.
Today was a day of concentration training.
As it was a training that I had become accustomed to, I prepared myself as I climbed Bukmangsan, but Daeju said that he had changed the training method.
If you were going to say something like that, you should have done it a long time ago. It was really annoying.
A new way to train concentration was not to have the Daeju or Danju come and attack us, but rather to have the entire Gwangpungdan here fight each other in an individual survival battle.
The inspectors could only escape this training by collecting three of Sieghart’s badges, each of which had one.
On the other hand, if you fail to collect all the badges or lose your own badge, you will not be able to go down the mountain and will have to repeat the enhanced concentration training.
In order to escape Bukmangsan, which would soon become hell, the inspectors each used their own strategy: attacking from the front, making a surprise attack, or hiding and waiting for the right moment.
Naturally, the short-term leaders and the guardians collected four badges in less than a day, and those with smart minds also collected badges quickly.
[The opportunity has finally come! The Sieghart Badge is a must-have!]
Dorian took a large number of badges out of his pocket and handed three to himself.
But the badges we had meant nothing.
We had a war between the Gwangpungjeon Inspectors, and Daeju, who we thought would just watch, suddenly jumped out and attacked us, taking our badges.
In his left hand he held a bundle containing dozens of badges.
[why….]
When Dorian, who was hit by a hammer and fell down, asked why, Daeju answered like this.
[I said I was a member of the Gwangpungjeon. I’m also a member of the Gwangpungjeon.]
After leaving those words, Daeju took back the badges of all members of the Gwangpungdan and had them repeat the more intense concentration training.
Our leader is a f*cking lunatic.
#Crane’s training diary, day 19.
Let’s go to the training ground, the magician Evelyn was waiting.
I thought Evelyn had come to see the master, but it turned out that it was the master who had called her.
“Hello everyone?”
As Evelyn smiled and waved her hand, the whole world turned black as if a black curtain had been drawn, and countless magic spells poured down from the dark sky.
We tried to avoid the magic or endure it by cutting it, but the number of magic falling was too much, so we had no choice but to endure it by getting hit with our bodies.
[A human being worse than a devil! What crime have I committed!]
As Dorian whimpered and cursed the Lord, over a hundred spells fell on his head simultaneously.
[Kkuek…]
Dorian was hit in the forehead by a block of ice and passed out. Of course, the others were not in a particularly relaxed situation either.
On the fourth day, the inspectors learned how to block or avoid magic while losing strength, but eventually, all of them collapsed as their physical and mental strength reached their limits.
But even though everyone lost the strength to lift a finger, the magic did not stop.
[Dog, son of a bitch…]
[Not even human!]
[Does our Lord have no feelings?]
[If I die, I will definitely become a ghost and stick to that guy…]
As we watched the magic rushing in before our eyes and swore at the Great Lord, the black world cleared away and a blue sky appeared.
The ground that had collapsed due to continued magic was intact, and the injuries from the magic were completely washed away.
It was all an illusion. When the inspectors were about to open their mouths to say that it was too much, Raon flashed a cold light in his eyes as if telling them to say whatever they wanted.
Our leader was a mortally madman.
#Crane’s training diary, day 30.
As I entered the training ground with my body completely bruised from a month of training, this time the rags saint, Federick, was waiting for me.
While I was shaking all over with an inexplicable sense of anxiety, Daeju said that today, he would be conducting a duel with himself as a mid-term check.
[Forward to the unique crane.]
I was used to sparring with the Great Master, so I went out holding the sword, but something was different that day.
When the Great Lord raised the Jinhon Sword and aimed it at him, he felt a chill down his spine as if he had fallen into the North Sea, and his eyes turned white.
At that moment, my neck was cut dozens of times by the Great Sword. No, hundreds of times.
The sense of death approaching. A cold feeling he had never felt even in the midst of a fierce war passed through his soul.
“Ugh… .”
I dropped my sword and sat down on the spot. Panting heavily, I tried to come to my senses, but strangely, my pants felt warm.
He tilted his head and looked down, and saw that his pants were soaking wet. Even though it wasn’t rain, he could smell a pungent odor.
[Ouch! Sorry! I didn’t mean to go this far.]
Daeju clasped his hands together as if apologizing for failing to control the power of his sword.
He peed his pants, but fortunately, the inspectors were looking at his side profile or his head, so no one seemed to notice.
As I was trying to quickly leave this place, Dorian approached me from the side.
[Hey, should I give you some pants? Pants are a necessity.]
Dorian read his condition with his mind’s eye and brought up the story of the pants so that others would notice as well.
He swore and hit Dorian on the forehead, but it was too late.
The gazes of the whirlwind inspectors were fixed on my soaking wet pants. I wanted to bite my tongue and die right then.
Our leader was a f*cking lunatic.
Oh, and today we’re adding the damn Dorian too!
***
“That’s it for today.”
Raon stood on the stage and clapped his hands.
“There will be another training session tomorrow morning, so go quickly and rest.”
He ordered the inspectors, whose training uniforms were tattered from all the practical training, to rest.
“Haaah….”
“Oh, Lord, I’m dying.”
“How come I get more tired as the days go by?”
“I can’t adapt… .”
The inspectors slumped their shoulders, saying they could not adapt to the training.
“That means it’s helping us that much.”
“Yes. The effect is certain.”
Burren and Martha clenched their fists with their weak hands, as if satisfied with their training.
“Okay, I’m lacking sleep….”
Runaan was fine with everything, but he said that he had a hard time getting enough sleep, so he half-closed his eyes and slept like a zombie.
“Okay, let’s go too… .”
“Ugh… .”
Crane and Dorian walked like snails, holding each other’s shoulders as if they had no strength to walk. Their foreheads were swollen together.
The noisy atmosphere disappears, and silence and darkness descend upon the five-armed formation.
Cheeeeeing!
Instead of returning to his quarters, Raon went down to the dark smokescreen and drew his sword.
-Aren’t you tired?
Lars let out a gasp of disbelief.
-Training the kids from dawn to dusk, and then starting from this time onwards for individual training? That’s too much!
The guy shook his head, saying that if he didn’t sleep even an hour a day, he would die soon.
‘I can’t help it. I have to become stronger too.’
We can’t win the war against the White Blood Cult by only raising Gwangpungjeon inspectors.
He must rise higher than he is now to keep his promise to save Martha’s mother from the White Blood Cult Leader.
Hooooooooooo!
Even though Raon was more exhausted than anyone else in the Gwangpungjeon, he displayed his swordsmanship without wavering.
-You’re absolutely crazy, in a good way or a bad way.
Even though Lars said he was crazy, he didn’t go into the bracelet and watched over his training until the end.
In this way, each person’s time and each person’s wish passed and before we knew it, the season of falling white snow had arrived.
