Chapter 651
Raon put the black dragon robe on his shoulder and left the annex.
I saw Sylvia standing alone in front of the garden. She gazed at the dead flowers and trees with a calm expression.
“Did your mother tell you? She said growing a garden was her pleasure.”
Sylvia spoke without looking back.
“You said it.”
Raon nodded. Sylvia tended and maintained the garden herself. For her, her garden was her hobby and one of the driving forces behind her life.
“The garden was a treasure to me. Because I really raised it with all my heart and soul.”
Sylvia picked up one of the dried and discolored petals.
“But not as much as our children.”
The children she was talking about were, of course, the ladies-in-waiting of the annex.
“Seeing the children suffer, I didn’t even notice the garden or the annex being damaged. I wanted to protect my children, but there was nothing I could do.”
The petals in Sylvia’s hand were crumbled.
“I wanted to break the head of Buwonju, but I had no choice but to endure it. And it was so sad that I couldn’t fight and win.”
She bit her lip as if she remembered the time when the entire annex was held in the hands of Buwonju.
– Big, big head! It’s not even a head, it’s a head!
Lars looked at Sylvia and his chin trembled.
– You elyos bastard! Didn’t her mother’s tone become harsh because of you!
The guy screamed that Sylvia’s classy, soft tone had changed to that of a bully.
However, I don’t know if I should take that Elyos as a curse or a compliment.
“Thank you for giving me a chance to vent that resentment.”
Sylvia turned around as she clenched a fist with the hand holding the flower petals. Her sincerity could be seen in her bright red eyes.
-Oh… .
Lars, as if feeling Sylvia’s feelings, frowned and licked his lips.
“Are you sure you can win?”
Raon asked while facing Sylvia’s red eyes.
“It will be difficult to win. But I just don’t lose.”
Sylvia put her will for revenge in a calm tone.
“I will never come down from the arena on my own feet.”
She said she would fight until she collapsed and rolled up her sword. It was a rewarding momentum that she practiced day and night for three weeks.
“and… .”
Sylvia chewed her lips as if making a firm promise.
“Whether we win or lose today, training is over, right?”
“yes? Well, yes.”
“Aaaaaaaaaaa!”
She suddenly looked up at the sky and screamed.
“It’s finally over! Hell is over!”
“Uh, Mom?”
Embarrassed, instead of my mother, the voice of my mother came out after a long time.
“It was so hard. It was to the point of hating you!”
Sylvia buried her face in her hands saying that she really almost died.
“uh… .”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he saw Sylvia crying.
‘Isn’t this the atmosphere?’
Now, we had to go to the grand banquet hall, saying let’s cheer up each other, but it was embarrassing to hear that you were to the point of hating you all of a sudden.
– What are you embarrassed about! Of course!
Lars brushed Sylvia’s hair and gnashed her teeth.
-Who likes someone who curses at other people’s parents and stabs their own parents with a knife!
‘If anyone hears it, they’ll know it’s real.’
-Then didn’t you?
‘No, I did… .’
Bu Won-ju touched Sylvia first, and it was training that cut Sylvia.
But both were true, so there was nothing to say.
– Ehehehehe!
Lars sat down on Sylvia’s shoulder and let out a sneer.
-It seems that there are times when your tongue hardens too! It is the victory of the king!
The boy waggled his tail and started dancing.
‘Ugh… .’
Raon bit his lip as he watched Ras sobbing. I was resentful of losing to that guy with words, but when I thought about it again, I had nothing to say.
“… stop.”
I went next to Silvia and hit Lars with the back of my hand. He let go of Lars, who had been impaled with a squeal, and pointed towards the main building.
“okay. I have nothing to fear now.”
Rather than sparring, Sylvia nodded her head in joy at the end of her training.
“Whoa… .”
Raon sighed and shook his head.
‘Not on my side.’
-You killed all of your sides!
‘… … .’
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Vice-Wonju’s office.
The room, which had become a mess as if a war had broken out, had returned to its original neat and antique appearance.
Bu Won-ju was drinking tea while sitting at a new ebony desk.
smart.
He was almost done with his teacup when he heard a dull knock at the door.
“Come in.”
When the sub-wonju nodded, the door opened and Chrisson entered. He stooped down in his sword-fighting uniform.
“Lord Vice-Won. Time is up.”
“Right.”
Vice-Wonju looked out the window. He put down the remaining teacup as he watched the sun advance towards the mid-heaven.
“Crison.”
“yes!”
Crison raised his voice and raised his chin.
“Are you ready?”
“of course!”
He nodded his head in a voice filled with excitement as if he were confident.
“Thanks to the elixir bestowed by Lord Buwon, the quality of the aura itself has changed. We will never let you down!”
“hmm… .”
Vice-Wonju licked his lips and looked at Crison.
‘It seems that both the momentum and atmosphere have changed.’
As soon as he received Raon Sieghart’s request for a gladiator fight, he gave Crison an advanced elixir and attached a Senate warrior to teach him.
Thanks to that, that idiot has become a completely different person than he was three weeks ago.
‘At this level, there shouldn’t be any problem in beating Sylvia.’
Do-goe is a person who keeps his word. Since he said he would not participate, the only person who would come out as the vanguard in the annex was Sylvia.
Even if her level was high, the time she left the sword was long, so if Crison wasn’t vigilant, she would be able to fight on an equal footing.
“Even if you die, win. Because you are the face of this buwonjusil.”
Vice Wonju patted Chris on the shoulder and pursed his lips. It wasn’t just a voice telling me to cheer up, it was sincere.
“of course! I will win even at the cost of my life!”
Crison blushed as if he was moved by the words, “Buwonjusil’s face.”
Bu Won-ju looked at Crison with his fists clenched and laughed inwardly.
‘okay. Even if we do it together, I’ll destroy that bitch.’
Because I can’t relax before fighting Raon.
In a master’s fight, even a very small difference can win or lose. There was a possibility that he would be pushed back by Raon if he uselessly consumed Sylvia’s aura.
‘Nine out of ten I’ll win, but it’s better to erase the anxiety factor.’
For three weeks, I collected Raon Sieghart’s data and studied his swordsmanship and aura.
It is difficult to use both fire and ice, but Raon’s swordsmanship still lacks system and perfection.
If he fought in perfect condition, he was confident of winning.
“okay. If I don’t trust you, who will I trust?”
Contrary to his inner thoughts, he stood up from his desk with a calm smile.
“Lord Buwon… .”
Crison’s lips trembled once again, as if thrilled.
“Let’s go.”
Vice Wonju patted Chris on the shoulder and opened the door to the office. He looked up at the sunlight fading down the hallway and curled up her mouth.
“It’s a wasteful day to bury a young man.”
***
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
The heavy iron gate of the grand banquet hall vibrates the ground and opens.
A large number of people enter through the entrance of the grand banquet hall.
They entered in an orderly manner, as if they were taking their turn, but as soon as they left the entrance, they sprinted up to the stands to claim the best seats.
The grand banquet hall was as vast as its name, but today it filled up quickly and people were already standing.
“It barely settled.”
Burren sighed in relief as he fanned his face.
“What, there are so many humans!”
Martha frowned, as if annoyed by the small space.
“Where have all these humans been!”
“It is said that not only Sieghart’s inner castle, but also all the residents living in the outer castle came.”
Dorian shook his head as he watched the people rushing in like waves.
“Even the residents of the Outer Castle?”
“yes. Raon’s padlip. No, it’s not just this article. It has spread all over Sieghart, so there is no one who doesn’t know about it.”
He shook his head, saying that Raon’s curse on Bu Won-ju is now being passed down as a song.
“This is why you should age gracefully.”
Martha shed a laugh as she looked at the Buwonju seat prepared next to the training ground.
“At that age, the only thing left would be honor, but it couldn’t be nailed to the ground, so it was covered in shit. It looks good.”
She grinned as if she was having too much fun.
“Yes. If I had stayed still, I would have gone halfway.”
Crane waved his hands in pity.
“It’s warm and I’m sleepy… .”
Runaan began to doze off in the sunlight.
“hey! Do not be sleep! I have to watch Buwonju’s Yeonggam-taeng take off!”
Marta grabbed Runan by the collar and shook her, but she did not wake up.
While Gwangpungdae was mocking Bu Won-ju, the story about sword fighting started today in the audience.
“Who is going to win today?”
“Didn’t you say it was a two-on-two battle?”
“In the sub-wonju’s room, the sub-wonju and Crison will come out.”
“Who is the other person in the annex?”
“I don’t know, but it won’t be hard to win no matter who comes?”
“Well, no matter how strong Raon Sieghart is, it’s difficult to defeat Buwonju.”
“no. Gwangpungdaeju was the one who obtained martial arts in the sword zone this time. You have to see the results before you know!”
“It’s been less than a month since I got it, so what will change? Not yet.”
There were people who supported Raon, but there were overwhelmingly many people who predicted the victory of Buwonju.
“hey.”
Martha looked back and wrinkled her nose.
“That old man beats our great lord? Are your eyes decorative? yes?”
She gnashed her teeth as if she was about to run.
“That, not that… .”
“We were just counting wins and losses… .”
“Shall I cut your throat too?”
Martha licked her lips and put her hand on her sword.
“Please don’t get into trouble!”
“Stop it!”
“If you mess around here, there will be an uproar!”
Burren, Dorian, and Crane grabbed Marta’s arms and stopped them.
“If you are sure who will win!”
A cheerful voice came from under the audience seats, as if riding the wind.
“Why don’t you bet your money on that confidence! Annex, buwonjusil. And until the draw! Your judgment determines your future home!”
It’s Limer. When it was made, he set up a gambling hall with boards and was calling people.
“ah… .”
“That human. No, that damn elf!”
“Cha, it’s embarrassing… .”
Gwangpungdae lowered its head at the sight of Limer hiring a professional dealer and getting paid.
“Oh oh!”
“The gladiator gambling hall is open!”
“let’s go!”
The people who were talking about who would win went downstairs and started scattering gold coins.
“Uhehehehe!”
Rimmer looked at the crowd and tore his mouth open. His pupils seemed to change into the shape of gold coins.
“Oh hey, who won’t catch that?”
It was when Martha sighed and shook her head.
Through the gates, which were now quiet, the sound of long cannons fluttering could be heard. The roar of the audience suddenly subsided.
that buck
With the sound of footsteps that naturally made me listen, Raon appeared in a black long robe. Sylvia, who followed her, was also wearing a black uniform that seemed to match hers.
Bright blonde hair and red eyes that seem to suck in souls like the waves of the sun-drenched ocean. Even within Sieghart, the audience was speechless at the appearance of Raon and Sylvia, who counted their hands for beauty.
Raon buried his back in a chair placed in front of the arena with a subtle smile as if enjoying the calm atmosphere of the arena.
“There is one thing that sets the mood.”
Martha smiled at Raon.
“Today, Raon is good. Today, Raon’s mother, John.”
Runan was blinking at Raon and Sylvia when he woke up.
“When did you wake up?”
Martha let out a laugh as if it were absurd.
“More than anything else, I am amazed that Sylvia-sama endured Raon’s training.”
Burren’s lips trembled in fear.
“If I told you to do personal training with him for three weeks, I would have run away right away.”
He shook his head, saying he couldn’t stand it.
“hey. No matter how crazy our landlord is, would he treat his own mother the same way?”
Martha snorted, saying it was nonsense.
“that’s right. Even the demon king will recognize his mother.”
Crane chuckled and nodded.
“excuse me… .”
Dorian’s lips trembled as he looked at Sylvia.
“Aren’t Sylvia-sama’s eyes familiar?”
“What do you mean?”
“pupil?”
The windmill followed Dorian’s words and looked into Sylvia’s eyes.
The eyes seemed to scatter like a transparent haze. A slightly out of the ordinary madness flowed out.
“That’s not us… .”
“No, that’s right. These are our eyes when we received concentration training!”
“crazy… .”
“Did you roll your real mother?”
Burren and Martha gaped in amazement.
“… Is that a person?”
“Ji, he is the real demon king. No, the demon king will also take off the crane!”
***
“Ehh.”
Raon sighed as he watched Limer, who opened the gambling table, and the mad wind band run amok.
‘I don’t know why there are no calm people on our side.’
-What are you saying… .
Lars let out a fuss as if he was dumbfounded.
‘What about me?’
As Raon was shaking his head briefly, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the entrance of the Great Hall.
When I turned around, Wonju Bu and Crison were walking towards me in white robes. The relaxed smile on his lips and confident gait reminded him of the triumphant general.
“joy.”
Bu Won-ju let out a short laugh and walked to the other side of his seat. As he arrived, a small voice came from the crowd.
“There is an old man who does not know the laws of nature that even children know. Why!”
“If you don’t know what you need to know by that age, it must be because your parents didn’t educate you!”
The words that filled Sieghart’s sky three weeks ago resonated like lyrics from the mouths of children.
“Keugh!”
Bu Won-joo’s calm complexion suddenly turned red, and veins stood in his eyes.
“Hee!”
“uh… .”
The children who sang the song trembled as if they were tired of Bu Won-ju’s killing.
“Boo, Boowon Lord! be patient! They are just children! And won’t the gladiator fight begin soon!”
The moderator rushed over and stopped the buwonju.
“Tsk.”
Buwonju clicked his tongue and calmed down his life. Instead, he glared at Raon as if to kill him and twisted her mouth.
Raon met the eyes of the murderous Bu Won-ju and smiled. He was relieved to see the snarl-like old man feverishly.
However, Sylvia did not smile and was looking at Buwonju with a calm spirit. Before he came here, he seemed to have made up his mind.
Whoops!
As I was nodding my head in satisfaction, a grand echo arose from the entrance of the gymnasium.
“The northern sky. Lord Glen Sieghard is entering!”
“Meet the head of the household!”
As the gatekeepers shouted Glenn’s name, everyone in the great hall knelt toward the entrance.
Raon lowered his head and looked at Glenn as he entered the large banquet hall. He didn’t even look at him, he headed up the podium, and Cheryl, Rowen and Aris behind him gave him a good nod.
“Begin.”
Glenn looked at Raon, Sylvia, Buwonju, and Crison in turn with the dry eyes he showed in the Gajujeon, and nodded.
“yes!”
The moderator bowed his head and went up to the arena.
“From now on, we will start a two-on-two sword fight between the annex and the buwonju room!”
As he vigorously raised his hand, a cheer that could shake the battlefield was heard from the audience.
“Originally, sword fighting proceeds with a promise that the loser must honor the winner, but it is said that the promise has not been decided yet!”
The moderator looked at Raon and Bu Wonju in turn and continued.
“I decided on that wish here and now… .”
“How about talking about it after it’s over?”
Raon looked at Buwonju and lightly chined his chin.
“It’s about giving the winner everything he wants.”
“… good night.”
Bu Won-ju replied firmly as if he was confident.
“Um… .”
The moderator looked up at the podium, unable to make up his mind. It wasn’t until Glenn looked at her approvingly that he nodded her head.
“great. The loser of today’s gladiator fight must give the winner everything he wants. However, an order such as “take your own life is not allowed.”
“All right.”
“i get it.”
Raon and Bu Wonju nodded their heads at the same time.
“Then, please come upstairs from the vanguard!”
As soon as the moderator finished speaking, Crison came up to the arena.
Sylvia didn’t go up right away, but looked at the place where the ladies-in-waiting were standing in the stands.
She nodded to the ladies-in-waiting who were biting their lips with her hands together as if in prayer and stepped up to the arena.
“Poem, Sylvia?”
“Is Sylvia the vanguard?”
“Huh, I heard that you got an artificial short circuit, but coming out to a sword fight?”
“I know. The power supply hasn’t even stabilized yet, aren’t you overdoing it?”
“The vanguard will win unconditionally.”
“Oh, I bet the wrong money!”
The audience shook their heads, convinced of Sylvia’s defeat.
“It’s been a while.”
Crison narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sylvia.
“It will be different from before. I’ll break your jaw this time.”
He said he would not be vigilant and touched his chin, which seemed to be slightly twisted.
“… … .”
Sylvia didn’t respond. He glared at Boo Won-ju fiercely and then stood in front of Crison.
“Let’s see how long that expression lasts.”
Crison glanced at the moderator as if telling him to start quickly.
“Kuhm.”
The host cleared his throat and raised his hand.
“Then let the vanguard showdown begin!”
He lowered his hand like a thunderbolt and stepped back.
“Haaaaaaa!”
Crison stepped on the advance as if to break the arena and charged Sylvia. It was a fierce yet ostentatious movement, like a beast leaping after its prey.
Sylvia stood there with her sword drawn. It wasn’t until Crison’s sword slashed down her chin that she lowered her upper body as sharply as her candle flicked out.
Whoa!
After dodging Crison’s sharp sword attack with a hair difference, he turned his right foot and moved to the left.
“Keugh!”
Sylvia caught up with Crison, who backed away in embarrassment. He forcibly counterattacked, pushing his sword away with the back of his hand, and raised the sword in his hand from below.
Wow!
Crison’s body, hit in the jaw by Sylvia’s blade, rises into the air. His jawbone crumbled, and blood-soaked teeth protruded from his mouth.
“Cheuk… .”
As Crison fell, Sylvia swung her sword and struck him in the head.
Deud deude deuk!
Creeson collapsed to the floor with a fountain of blood gushing from the top of his head. He didn’t even budge, but blood continued to flow from his mouth and head.
“Uh… .”
“her… .”
“This, this… .”
The audience was surprised that Sylvia won, and the duel ended so fast that they couldn’t keep their mouths shut.
“S, winner. Sylvia Sieghart!”
The moderator slapped the person on the cheek to regain consciousness and then shouted Sylvia’s name.
“Big… .”
Bu Won-joo did not even look at Crison, who was convulsing, and only looked at Sylvia. She looked like she was being stricken with evil.
“Could you please continue?”
The moderator asked Sylvia the following.
“yes.”
Sylvia nodded as if it were natural.
“Then, please come out to the head of the office.”
“Whoa… .”
Bu Won-ju listened to the host and went up to the training ground.
“Are you going to continue? Do you think you can beat me?”
He twisted his lips and wrinkled his brow.
“You have no chance. Stop fooling around and get out of here.”
Bu Won-ju raised an eerie glare as if threatening.
“It doesn’t matter if there is no chance of winning.”
Sylvia shook her head with a calm look.
“Unmanned. No, there are times when people have to fight even if they know they will lose.”
She straightened her back and erected her neck proudly, not losing to Buwonju’s ferocious force.
“You may not know, Mr. He is lowly, ignorant, unlearned by his parents… ah. We will stop here.”
Sylvia covered her mouth and laughed.
“Byen!”
Bu Won-ju screamed with his shoulders trembling like a dragon that had touched the evil.
– Aaaagh! no!
Lars screamed, clutching his head.
-My mother is corrupted because of you! That’s not what my mother looked like!
On the other hand, Raon applauded Sylvia while watching that.
“bravo.”
