Episode 873
“Ah…”
Laon’s mouth fell open as he watched a Carun depicting Victory’s smile.
“That human…”
Is that Karun Zig Hart?
Carun was originally captivated by inferiority and had insulted and ignored himself and Sylvia, but realizing his mistake, he overcame his sense of inferiority through reflection and effort and rose to transcendence.
He had deep affection for Zig Hart and was a man with unwavering pride as a knight, so he had been looking up to him in his heart, but he didn’t expect it to be so clear.
“Is that what you’re going to say to your nephew who caught the dragon?”
Valder furrowed his brow deeply. It was an expression of disbelief.
“Besides, Laon caught three dragons. It’s different from barely catching one and almost dying.”
You don’t know anything. It doesn’t matter how many small ones you catch. What’s important is how big they are.”
Carun boasted about the size of the dragon like fishermen bragging about who caught the big fish. “Hmm, it seems like that’s the case…?”
Valder suddenly muttered that size was important as if he were enchanted by Carun. “No, that’s not it! If your nephew caught the dragon, just praise him!” He nudged his elbow to snap out of it.
After deftly avoiding Valder’s attack, Carun placed his hand on Martius’ horn.
“What was the ability of this dragon?”
“It was gravity that could be used without mana. From a subtle intensity to a level strong enough to pierce me, he could freely use it.
Laon sighed briefly, saying it was not an easy fight.
“If Junmuju hadn’t told me that the advanced dragon had special abilities, it would have been dangerous.”
It’s not a lie. Before leaving for Sapia, if Carun hadn’t told Matirus that the dragon had special abilities, both Matirus and the Black Dragon would have suffered greatly from sensory changes.
“No, even if I didn’t tell you, you would have figured it out on your own.”
Carun firmly shook his head, insisting not to pass off his own achievements to others.
“Why is that big eye like that?”
“Big eye?”
-Because it’s Dad. Doesn’t Big Eye fit?
Ras called Carun Big Eye and narrowed his eyes.
-It seems like the backlash of inferiority that was once full of fierce eyes has disappeared and he’s become foolish.
He shook his head in incomprehension.
“I don’t understand either.”
Laon nodded her head. She had nothing to say because she couldn’t understand Carun’s behavior either.
“I’m proud to have the surname Zig Hart attached to my name. I might even die for that.”
Karun looked at Laon as he removed his hand from Martis’ head.
“I could see that side of you today as well. It means that a little pride in Zig Hart has taken root in your soul.”
He patted his shoulder and turned away.
“Whatever happens in the future, I hope you keep that feeling in your heart. Welcome back.”
Leaving a final word of encouragement for Karon, he went back to Gajujun.
“Oh, Father. What did you say to Laon?”
Veren approached Cartoon with a tense look in his eyes.
“It’s nothing. But…”
Carun raised her eyebrows slightly with narrowed eyes.
“What did you feel and come back from this mission?”
“Well, I still have a long way to go…”
“Even I can see that. Let me take care of you instead of Gajun.”
“Yes?”
Leading Carun by the nape of the neck with her eyes narrowed, she went to Junmujeon.
“Why is that human like that?”
Valder shook his head as if he couldn’t understand Carun. Laon took a short breath while watching Caron walk away.
He must have wanted to compliment him in his own way.’
Because of Carun’s personality, he couldn’t approach him with familiarity, so he seemed to be trying to encourage him by talking like this.
“Watching that human makes me hungry with all the thoughts swirling in my head.”
Valder rubbed his belly with one hand the size of a pot lid and turned his gaze to Laon.
“I heard dragon meat is so delicious, is there any left?”
He flicked his finger as if asking for any remaining meat.
“Of course. Durian.”
“Oh, nice!”
When Laon nodded her head, Durian took out dragon meat from his pocket.
Thank you.”
Valder accepted the
three of them without hesitation, saying he would enjoy them.
“Oh, and…”
Placing the meat on his shoulder, he lowered his voice slightly.
“You asked me something…”
“What are you talking about here?”
Before Valder could speak again, a soft voice was heard.
Behind Valder’s mountain-like figure, Denier and Marta were walking towards them.
“From the looks on their faces, it seemed like a serious conversation, did I interrupt something?”
Denier waved slightly at Valder who had stiffened.
“What seriousness! We were just asking how to cook this meat.”
Valder snorted at the nonsense.
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“Oh? Dragon meat. It may be difficult to cook, but its taste is even better than the finest beef!”
Unexpectedly, Marta exclaimed that it tasted good.
“Do you have any leftover Durian meat?”
“Plenty!”
Durian nodded and took out three types of dragon meat from his pocket.
“Thank you. Enjoy your meal!”
Denier nodded at Durian and Laon.
“Why are you here?”
Valder raised an eyebrow as if asking why they came.
“I’ve been following only you lately, so I was waiting today why you weren’t coming.”
Denier suggested they go back together and shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, then wait a moment if you have more to receive from your nephew.”
Valder waved his hand for them to go ahead first.
“Alright.”
Denier lightly nodded and looked at Laon.
“You’ve been through a lot. Rest well.”
He turned around with a kind smile as always.
“Enjoy your meal!”
Marta waved her arm around her father Denier and left while shaking hands.
In that sight, there was a hint of unease, albeit very slight.
“Well, let’s continue what I was about to say earlier; there was nothing strange about it.”
Valder frowned as he watched Denier walk away.
“You were using time too efficiently that it irritated me almost to schedule even eating and walking.”
“Aren’t you going to visit your aunt?”
“I visit her almost every day, and contrary to your concerns, there is no sign of her using strange magic.”
He shook his head literally.
“I see. Thank you for your hard work.”
Laon bowed her head to Valder.
“No! If you ever need help later, feel free to tell me!”
Valder left, leaving a message that he could always fulfill his nephew’s request.
“Dorian.”
Laon called out to Dorian while looking at Denier’s back as they walked together. “Can you tell me what you felt from the people who were here a little while ago?”
Dorian, with depth in his eyes, may have seen things that he himself did not.
“Hmm…”
Dorian raised his hand to his lips and chuckled, tilting his head.
“Junmujeon-nim had a straight edge-like feeling. However, unlike before, the fierce eyes have softened like a dull blade, and Junmujeon-nim is just… hungry?”
He chuckled as he spoke about Cartoon and Valder.
“As for the last thing from Denier…”
Dorian briefly pursed his lips and lowered his head.
“I didn’t feel anything at all.”
He said he didn’t know at all and turned his gaze away.
“I see…”
Laon let out a short sigh as she watched Denier disappear.
“It seems like Valder’s intentions were understood. It’s not easy after all.”
If something like this had happened, Gajun would have noticed it right away.
Denier Zig Hart was a man who was difficult to judge easily. Even now, it was impossible to know what he was thinking. ‘But I still need to keep an eye on him.’
Since she couldn’t afford to be caught off guard again, it was right to be prepared in any way.
“Dorian, can you give me some meat too?”
Laon reached out her hand and asked Dorian for some meat.
Dorian nodded as if waiting and pulled out three types of dragon meat, smiling. He seemed happiest when taking out and putting away items.
“Thank you.”
“Oh! Offering a sacrifice?”
Ras finally raised his chin arrogantly as if asking if he was offering a sacrifice.
“Snap out of it.”
Laon pushed away the clinging Ras and headed towards the annex with Yua and Julius.
Not long after chatting lightly with the children, they saw smoke rising from the annex.
“Lady! Sisters!”
Yua opened the door vigorously and announced that they had returned from their mission.
Crack!
As soon as the sound of breaking stairs rang out, Sia rushed out and hugged Laon.
“Laon! You’re late!”
Sia scolded Laon for being late and shook her head vigorously.
“But I was here guarding instead of Laon!”
She tilted her head as if asking for praise.
“Laon!”
‘Your exploits have reached the Master. You caught three dragons?’
Silvia and Edga waved their hands, smiling, saying they had also returned safely.
“You’ve been through a lot. Sister.”
Laon bowed her head, patting Sia’s head.
“I’m back.”
As expected, the only place he could feel at ease was this annex in the entire continent.
“This is a gift.”
He nodded his head while holding out the dragon meat he received from Dorian.
“Thank you! The king will enjoy…”
“Not you!”
“Ow!”
After finishing the meal with his family, Laon threw herself onto the bed. After taking a bath and filling her stomach, he just wanted to lie down and sleep like this.
Hmm! It was a bit disappointing not to eat dragon meat, but the dishes in the annex were still delicious.
Ras expressed his satisfaction with the dinner, saying it was indeed the best home-cooked meal!
‘Home-cooked meal….’
Was Ras starting to consider the annex as his home now?
The word “home” wasn’t something that came easily.
Although he had mentioned home-cooked meals once in the past, it was the first time it came out so easily and comfortably.
“But what about that?”
Ras wagged his tail as he came down below.
“That? It’s Lizard Heart.”
He pointed to the spatial pouch that the lizard had placed on top of the drawer.
“High-grade Lizard Heart possesses power stronger than you think. The special abilities of lizards also come from there.”
Ras suggested handling it carefully.
“I’ve decided who to give one to. And the remaining one…”
Laon looked at Ras and nodded his head slightly.
“I’ll leave it for now. There may be a use for it later.”
“The person you’re giving it to? Who is it?”
“That’s…”
Before he could answer, he felt a presence from the window.
Turning her gaze, he saw Glenn tapping on the window with his finger.
“Grandfather?”
Laon blinked in surprise and opened the window.
“How did you…”
“I came out for a walk. Since we’re here, let’s walk to the training ground.”
Glenn nodded as if inviting him and then turned his back.
“Understood.”
Quietly picking up Jecheon’s sword, Jinhong’s sword, and Limmer’s sword, Laon left the annex with Glenn.
Approaching Glenn who was walking ahead, he greeted him again.
“I realized that I brought back that guy’s sword without returning it.”
Glenn chuckled lightly as he looked at Limmer’s sword on his waist.
“The Guardian said it’s proof of the alliance between Zig Hart and Sapia and asked us to return it.”
Laon lowered his head, saying that Sterin had never accepted the sword.
“Oh, and…”
He took out Jinhong’s sword from him waist and let out a short sigh.
“The Master has not yet departed.”
“Not departed? What do you mean by that?”
“In fact…”
Laon explained that Limmer’s soul was still sealed in Jinhong’s sword.
“Hahaha!”
Unusually, Glenn burst into laughter loudly.
“It’s quite an interesting thing. Cheryl would like it.”
He said that Cheryl would like it as he called Limmer an annoying elf.
“What relationship did you have with the Swordmaster and the Master?”
Laon asked about Limmer inquisitively.
“Hmm, that’s… No, I shouldn’t say it.”
Glenn shook his head, saying he shouldn’t interfere in the private lives of his subordinates.
“You should ask directly. They might run away, though.”
He chuckled lightly as if he could imagine what would happen.
“It’s hard for me to ask…”
Laon adjusted his hair at the back of his head.
“I feel the same way, but you’ve changed a lot too.”
Glenn nodded as if he noticed a change in interpersonal relationships.
“We still have a long way to go. I still hear that you’re clueless every day.”
Strangely, it didn’t feel awkward to have a conversation with Glenn. It wasn’t deep enough to delve into personal stories, but he felt a bit closer to him.
As they walked and exchanged small talk, they suddenly found themselves at the training ground behind the annex.
“Have you mastered the Spear of Heaven?”
Glenn asked as he looked up at the dark sky.
“I haven’t completely mastered it, but there are no longer any techniques I can’t execute.”
Having transcended and elevated all aspects of swordsmanship, there were no longer any obstacles in using the Spear of Heaven. With enough practice time, he felt he could master all of its techniques.
“Then we can move on to the next one now.”
“The next one?”
“There’s always lightning striking somewhere in the sky. The next martial art I will pass down is…”
A red bolt of lightning flashed above Glenn’s eyes.
“The Brain Blade Sword I created recently.”
