Chapter 418
Under a purple evening sky.
The knights of Gwangpungdan and Ha Bunseong had a chat after dinner at the campsite.
Raon ate the swamp grapes Dorian brought out for dessert and touched his lips.
‘Definitely delicious.’
Swamp grapes had thicker seeds than normal grapes, had a reddish color like a ripe apple, and were easy to eat because they had no seeds.
It was a taste that I could understand why they were so enthusiastic about wine made from these grapes.
-Kuh… .
Lars, who was lying on his stomach on Raon’s head, looked down at the swamp grapes and sobbed.
‘why are you crying? And come down from my head.’
-There aren’t many swamp grapes now. To live without being able to enjoy that taste is a loss in life!
Lars said with tears in his eyes that he had already eaten all the blueberries and that there were only a handful of grapes left.
‘No, you’re a demon.’
Stop using the word life. coming down from my head
– Why does the good times end so quickly?
Lars pouted as he watched the slowly shrinking grapes without even listening to them.
‘Come down.’
– Kweek!
Raon brushed off Lars, who was rolling on his head, with the back of his hand, and stood up.
Damn!
He clapped his hands loudly and caught the attention of the playing Gwangpungdan.
“You’re not going to spend this golden evening, are you?”
“Uh, um.”
“that is… .”
“I think it will be fine as it is, but… .”
Gwangpungdan was startled by the sound of hand clapping, and their lips trembled.
“Sweet Lord!”
“help me!”
“It’s been a while since I left the Aryan family, and it’s already the beginning!”
The prosecutors searched for Rimer, but he hadn’t come back to his senses yet, as he was mentally drained by the huge gold coin he lost this time.
“Hey… .”
Rimer drooled and ate the grape in one bite.
-You did such a waste!
Lars looked at it and tore his hair out.
– You have to eat while savoring each one, what are you doing with that! take it away right now!
‘If you stop me.’
Raon threw Lars at Rimer and turned his attention to Gwangpungdan.
“Shall I do it myself? Or would you like to take care of it?”
Raon looked down at the bewildered Gwangpungdan and rolled up his lips.
“Of course you have to do it yourself. I tried to practice even if you didn’t say anything.”
Burren was the first to get up and struck the scabbard.
“Because I was acutely aware of my shortcomings in this battle.”
He said he didn’t want to go through that again, his eyes glowing with heat.
“It’s been a while since I said the right thing.”
Martha straightened her back, brushing the hair that was covering her forehead.
“It’s terribly annoying, but it’s true that it didn’t help much this time.”
She shoved Burren’s shoulders and went into the woods first.
“I have to.”
Runan nodded and wrapped up his beloved sword story.
“I don’t like being in the back now either.”
She left the ice cream she was eating and went to the other side of the forest where Martha disappeared.
Even though the three leaders stood in front of a wall that allowed them to become masters through this war, they started training thinking that they were lacking.
“The sub-lord.”
Mark Goeten came over and bowed his head.
“I will go too.”
He was also on the verge of reaching the master intermediate level, so he was absorbed in training while moving to break the wall.
“I want to go too!”
Yua jumped like a frog and started swinging her sword right next to her. Her energy was overflowing, probably because she soon met her grandfather.
“If you do, I will too!”
Julius immediately followed Yua and drew his sword. He swung his sword twice as fast as usual, as if he would not lose.
“In this case… .”
“I can’t help it. Let us go too.”
“Well, I have to digest it.”
“I also want to stop being protected.”
The Gwangpungdan hardened their faces as if influenced by the heat of the leaders and Mark Goeton, and scattered throughout the forest.
“Hmm… .”
Milland put down the grapes he was eating and looked at the knights and swordsmen with awkward expressions as if they were sitting on a cushion of thorns.
“Are you going to stay still?”
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A colder chill than the evening wind bloomed in his eyes.
“Gwangpungdan, who is younger than you but stronger, went to practice. Do you get grapes in your mouth?”
“Ugh!”
“no!”
“I will go!”
The knights and swordsmen jumped up and ran into the forest.
Whoa!
In the quiet forest, a small orchestra made up of swordsmen’s spirits was held.
“I’m going to go relax myself too.”
Raon bowed his head to Milland.
“Nothing has changed from before.”
Milland smiled as he tossed wood into the campfire.
“Didn’t you guys almost monopolize the gymnasium even when you were in the lower castle?”
“When people change, they die.”
“okay. That is you.”
He waved his hand as if to leave.
Raon nodded with a light smile and headed towards the forest behind him, where no one had gone yet.
I was about to pull out the Celestial Sword, but the Sword Demon and his disciple Muston appeared from behind.
“Can I watch you practice?”
The Sword Demon quietly let go of his luck.
“it’s okay.”
Anyway, I was thinking of training the mad sword and snow wind sword, which seemed to have nothing to do with basic swordsmanship, and it didn’t matter because the sword demon helped me a lot.
“Take a good look.”
The Sword Demon called Muston aside and pointed at Raon.
“You still have limited knowledge, so you need to see various sword techniques. That child is walking the same path as you ahead, so it will be a good study.”
“… All right.”
As if he didn’t like the words of the sword demon, Muston glared at him with the eyes of a flounder.
‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’
It’s because you’ve already surpassed it.
Raon pulled out the Celestial Sword. He struck the sword vertically with a stream of heavy swords, quick swords, and strong swords.
Whoa!
Even without using an aura, a heavy wind blew through the evening air.
“Even if it’s a basic swordsmanship, its power and speed will change depending on what kind of magic it is instilled in. Use your swordsmanship in a different way each time to find the one that suits you.”
The Sword Demon gave advice to Muston, pointing out his shortcomings.
‘That doesn’t look like accepting the teachings.’
Seeing the expression of jealousy on Muston’s face, it seemed that he was listening to the Sword Demon’s words in one ear and letting them out in the other.
‘It’s a loss.’
The teachings of the Sword Demon are simple, yet they strike the core. I couldn’t help but laugh at him kicking off such a blessing.
‘Then next… .’
Raon finished the basic swordsmanship and unleashed the mad sword. I was operating the third herbivore drawing a cross with a sword, but I heard the voice of a sword demon from behind.
“Ha, I think it would be nice if you put your left foot out a little more and bend the sword’s trajectory 5 degrees to the right.”
This time he wasn’t talking to Muston, but his advice, claiming to be talking to himself.
“I think it would be better to lower the center of gravity by 10% this time and focus on the technique of the heavy sword… .”
He pointed out to himself what was lacking even during the fifth planting.
‘It’s a start again.’
As Raon heard his point, he fixed the mad sword and put it into operation.
‘It’s much better.’
The third herbivore became faster and stronger, and the fourth herbivore had a thicker wall of aura blocking the enemy’s space.
“Look. Swordsmanship is a martial art that can cause big changes with small differences. Always try to find a better way.”
“yes… .”
Muston nodded to the Sword Demon, but his eyes flashed as if a sharp knife had been driven into them.
Of course, he did a lot more teaching his students than advising himself, but Muston’s expression became more and more demonic.
‘Do you want to become close?’
It must be difficult.
The Sword Demon seemed to want to be friends with Muston, but it seemed absolutely impossible.
‘Ehh.’
I let out a small sigh and continued the snow wind sword fight, but this time I heard the advice of the swordsman again.
“I think it would be perfect if the angle of the ankle was a little bit bigger.”
“Ugh… .”
Raon licked his lips as he heard Muston moan.
‘Thank you, but.’
Why are you doing this here… .
* * *
Muston chewed his lips until they bled.
‘I said that I was the only disciple… .’
Why are you teaching him!
Master said that he had no intention of accepting another student, and gave Raon swordsmanship advice.
Although he was teaching himself, he didn’t understand how to look at the swordsmanship of a guy who might one day become an enemy.
‘Is there a situation? What is the matter!’
I asked the teacher directly why he was teaching Raon, but he said there were circumstances.
I said I’d be the first to let you know when I was certain, but I couldn’t believe it.
‘Damn it… .’
I didn’t like Raon, who accepted the good advice, and the teacher who continued to teach him.
My heart was boiling hot, so I couldn’t hear what the Sword Demon was saying.
‘They say they’re going to Sieghart, how could they not be suspicious!’
You intend to take him as your disciple!
The Sieghard family is the one to be wary of the most in the series.
My heart tightened because I thought I knew why I was going there on my own.
‘This is everything… .’
It’s because of him.
He was recognized for his talent in training and became a disciple of Rektar, and now the only thing left to do is to succeed his sword and become the strongest, but everything went wrong because of that guy named Raon.
I wanted to rush at him right away and throw my sword.
“Muston. That swordsmanship is a sensory sword that pinches open the opponent’s gaps. The real way to use the sensory sword is not just to put a strong trick, but to put the martial arts appropriate for the situation. If you use the sensory sword at that level, even if you show herbivore, you won’t find any weaknesses.”
“… All right.”
Muston clenched his fists so hard that his fingernails were driven into his palms. Revealing his feelings of jealousy, he glared at Raon.
‘I will never lose to you.’
He watched every swordsmanship unfold in front of his eyes in order to trample on Raon and bring back his master’s attention.
* * *
Before Sieghart’s family.
Glenn, who was staring out the window with his back on the throne, lowered his gaze down the podium.
“Are you ready?”
“yes.”
At his question, Loen, who was standing on the left, lowered her head.
“I made a new gold plate for Master Raon and a new silver plate for the other masters.”
Rowen took a large wooden box and walked in front of Glenn.
“Check it out.”
He opened the box to reveal plaques emitting brilliant light.
“Hmm… .”
Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the gold plate embedded in the box.
“I think the pattern of the sword on the gold plate is slightly twisted… .”
“It looks like it was made with darker colors to emphasize Sieghart’s pattern.”
As if it wasn’t Loen, he gently swept the gold plate down.
“For Raon-nim, out of all the gold plates I’ve made so far, I’ve put the most care into it, so you don’t have to worry. Plus, it’s gold on the outside and platinum on the inside.”
“Not bad.”
When it was said that he had paid special attention to Raon, Glenn nodded as if he liked it.
“My lord.”
Cheryl stepped in front of Glenn, who slightly raised her lips.
“If you have a Raon personality, you will be happy just for the family head to give you a gold plate. Do not worry.”
“Kuhm!”
Glenn cleared his throat and shook his hand.
“I don’t care what he thinks of me. If the family crest is drawn incorrectly, the prestige of the person who gives the award will be damaged. That’s what it is. He thought of giving special treatment… .”
He shook his head and muttered a pitiful excuse.
Cheryl smiled softly at Glenn, who blushed slightly.
‘Because he’s cute.’
He didn’t know when Raon would come, so as soon as he returned to his family, he ordered a new gold plate to be made, finished the report to give gifts, and even wrote down a list of drinks he wanted to drink with Raon.
Seeing her openly caring for her grandchild and not being able to show it on the outside made me laugh.
As Cheryl and Loen looked at each other and smiled, as if Glenn was cute, Chad, the non-banquet owner, entered the audience room with a heavy knock.
“I see the head of the household.”
Chad bowed politely and stepped forward.
“What is going on?”
“I got a call from the owner of Gwangpungdan.”
He took out a yellow envelope from his bosom.
“Have you seen the contents?”
“no. As soon as I received it, I brought it right away.”
“Let’s read it.”
“All right.”
Chad nodded and opened the envelope. Inside was a window of thin paper.
“uh… .”
He read the letter with his eyes and his chin trembled.
“Non-banquet owner?”
“Ah, yes!”
“Don’t add unnecessary things, read them as they are.”
“Ah, I see.”
Chad moistened his lips with his tongue and began to read the letter again.
“Ra-Raon caught the ghost. wow… .”
When he said wow, his voice trembled like a spasm in his throat. He glanced at Glenn. She looked like a thick sinew sprouted from his forehead.
“The sword demon came to the Aryan family, and Raon and Kungjjak match well. I thought this was my real grandfather… .
It felt like my shoulders were being pressed by the heavy air, as if the sky had collapsed. I felt a waterfall of cold sweat pouring down my back.
“Ooh, we come from playing in Lower Castle. I don’t know when it will come. Pip, boom… .”
He lowered the letter with trembling hands. His mouth could no longer be opened by the chilly cold that seemed to frostbitten his skin.
“He is crazy. It just turned right.”
Cheryl sighed and shook her head.
Whoa!
As I was thinking about what to do, the letter came to mind and flew to Glenn.
After checking the letterhead to see if it was written that way, Glenn burned the paper without leaving a scrap.
“This is like a real grandfather… .”
The corners of his mouth go up thinly. It was an eerie smile that made my heart stop just by looking at it.
“Loen, Cheryl.”
Glenn exposed his teeth by crumpling the armrests of the throne like paper.
“Prepare the funeral of the madman.”
Red sparks flickered around him as if he was sincere.
“If you want to die, you have to kill me.”
“yes!”
“Heh heh heh.”
Cheryl clenched her fists and nodded, and Loen let out her usual laugh.
Chad gulped at the sight of the three men whose hair stood on end.
‘Gwangpungdanju.’
Best of luck.
* * *
Raon looked up after climbing a hill full of white snow.
I saw the tall walls of the castle, full of dried bloodstains and yellow grime.
Ha Bun-seong, who took the last test to become a prosecutor and got his first tinnitus, hasn’t changed that much from before.
“It’s been a while since I smelled this.”
A small smile was made in the nostalgic blood.
“Aagh! It smells the same!”
Dorian made a screeching noise and crumpled his face. She was fortunate that she didn’t vomit like she used to.
Seeing the lower castle, where traces of battle still remain, reminded me of the time I spent here. I could feel my heart beating fast because it was the place where I had gone through countless battles and became the foundation on which I could become who I am today.
“The Commander is back! Open the door!”
“Open the door!”
The gates of the lower castle opened with a roar that seemed to twist the earth.
Milland looked at the castle gate that opened revealing the silvery light of the snowy mountains, then turned around.
“When I first came, I was a rookie mercenary who was not welcome.”
He smiled broadly and pounded his left breastplate with his fist. It was an intense gaze, as if he had returned to the owner of this castle, not an acquaintance he had traveled with.
“In the name of Milland Brydon, the lord of the lower part, welcome the return of the benefactor Raon Sieghart!”
“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Along with Milland’s cry, huge cheers erupted from inside the castle.
Creepy goosebumps rose up his spine at the military discipline of Habunseong, which was as heavy as a lance.
‘It’s a return… .’
My heart skipped a beat that they still thought of themselves as members of the castle.
Raon looked at the waving knight and scouting party and hit his left chest with his fist.
“I’m home.”
