Episode 961
The lake behind the annex.
Even though Raon wasn’t there, the sound of a sharp sword wind could be heard in the empty space in front of the lake.
Hooooooooooo!
The swordsman who cut through the lake’s waves with a sharp sword strike was Sia. She slashed down with her sword in a similar manner as Raon, who had always stood here.
“no way!”
Sia, who had been continuously unleashing her swords, kicked the ground slightly as if she didn’t like something.
“Is there a problem?”
Judiel smiled faintly as she placed Sia’s snack down on the table by the lake.
“It’s not going well… … .”
Sia lowered her head, her wooden sword buried in the ground.
“What are you having trouble with?”
Judiel approached Sia, offering to help her in any way she could.
“My sword is too hard.”
Sia pouted her lips as if she was dissatisfied with her swordsmanship.
“Laon falls beautifully like sunlight or moonlight… … .”
She sighed, saying that the Gwanga Sword that Raon had told her about was not unfolding properly.
“In my opinion, both of you are cool.”
Judiel smiled faintly as she looked at the blood and sweat on the handle of Sia’s wooden sword.
‘You worked hard.’
That wooden sword is a treasure of Sia that Raon personally procured. If the wooden sword, which was made not long ago, looks so worn, it means that he swung the sword day and night.
“No! I just fall heavily!”
Sia blew wind into the ball and brought down her sword again.
Hooooooooooooo!
Her sword strike struck with a heavy yet eerie force, splitting not only the waves of the lake, but also the bushes behind them.
“ah…….”
Judiel gasped as she watched the swordsmanship displayed by Sia.
‘Already this far?’
Although he couldn’t understand what the sword was that fell so beautifully, the power and sharpness of the swordsmanship far exceeded his expectations.
Even though Sia’s body remembered the time when he lived as the Green King, he did not know that it would grow this quickly.
“It didn’t work again… … .”
Sia shook her head, saying that this time it was different from Raon’s sword.
“I guess I can’t do it.”
She slumped her shoulders even as she unleashed a terrifying sword strike that would have made others gape in amazement.
“That’s not it.”
Judiel smiled and rubbed Sia’s shoulder.
“Master Raon didn’t use that kind of sword from the beginning either.”
He had been observing Raon for longer than anyone else, having infiltrated the annex from the beginning. Currently, Raon’s swordsmanship is more a result of effort than talent.
“Master Raon practiced his swordsmanship here every single day, rain or shine. And he did it with enjoyment.”
Judiel nodded slightly as she recalled the young Raon slowly growing up.
“If you practice slowly every day, you will definitely be able to draw more beautiful swordsmanship. Even Master Raon said so.”
He smiled faintly as he repeated what Raon had previously said about Sia’s talent.
“Raon? Raon really said that?”
Sia’s red eyes sparkled as if she wanted to hear Raon’s words directly.
“Of course! He said that if I just try, I can catch up.”
Judiel said that now was the time to put in effort and took Sia’s hand.
“Yes…….”
“That’s not it!”
As Sia slightly lowered her eyes, someone jumped out from behind the tree on her right, waving his hand.
“Lord Edgar?”
The person who suddenly appeared was Edgar. Judging from the fact that he didn’t seem to be coming this way, it seemed like he had been watching Sia from the beginning.
“dad?”
Sia blinked calmly, as if she was aware of Edgar’s presence.
“You may not know because you’re still young, but you shouldn’t treat a child like that, Miss Judiel.”
Edgar rubbed his chin and muttered a little regretfully.
“ah…….”
Judiel opened her mouth wide as if she didn’t understand what Edgar meant.
“Watch it carefully, and use it when you become a mother.”
Edgar patted Judiel’s arm lightly and then approached Sia.
“Sia. Are you frustrated that you can’t swing a sword like Raon? That’s okay.”
He smiled gently while holding Sia’s shoulder.
“It won’t take long for you to be able to draw even better swordsmanship.”
“Really? Judiel said it would take a long time?”
Sia looked back and forth between Edgar and Judiel as if to ask if that was right.
“Then whose daughter are you! In just a little while, you will be able to display swordsmanship much prettier than Raon!”
Edgar waved his hand, telling her not to worry.
“Children don’t have patience, so you shouldn’t tell them to work hard. You have to first build their confidence. Induce their interest. There’s nothing more important than that. Once their interest is satisfied, you have to lead them to work hard. This is the attitude of a great parent.”
He recited his own teachings to Judiel so that Sia could not hear.
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“I think interest has already been aroused… … .”
Judiel muttered that Raon had already captured Sia’s interest.
“No. This is something different from what parents do. Now Sia feels good too… .”
“Dad. Then I don’t have to practice swordsmanship?”
Sia tilted her head, lowering her wooden sword.
“uh…….”
Edgar’s eyes widened at Sia’s unexpected words.
“That, that… … .”
“It’ll all work out fine after a while, right?”
Sia clasped her hands together and looked at me with anticipation in her eyes.
“Oh, that’s right! Our Sia can do well without even trying… … Keuk!”
As Edgar was reciting lies with wavering eyes, a tray flew from the annex and hit the back of his head.
Taaaaang!
“Who is it! Huh!”
Edgar turned around, stroking his hair, then froze like a mouse before a cat.
“Hey, honey… … .”
He looked at Sylvia, who was taking a pitching stance, and his chin shook.
“You teach the child something very good.”
Sylvia frowned deeply as she looked at Edgar.
“I, I tried to arouse interest so that Sia wouldn’t be disappointed… … .”
Edgar quickly waved both his hands, saying it was a misunderstanding.
“Sia is our daughter, and Raon’s older sister. That’s not enough to kill me! What, are you trying to induce interest?”
Sylvia kicked Edgar hard in the butt and walked towards Sia.
“Sia.”
Sylvia smiled and looked into Sia’s eyes.
“Judiel is right. It would take a lot of effort for you to display swordsmanship like Raon.”
Even when Sia wore the Green King’s Helmet, there was a big difference between him and Raon in swordsmanship.
Even if the memories of that time remain in your body, it will take a lot of time to properly demonstrate swordsmanship.
“Do you need to sleep a lot?”
“I really need to get a lot of sleep. But… … .”
Sylvia smiled and grabbed Sia’s hand, which was covered in blood and sweat.
“I’ll feel really good when that day comes. Just like when we met again.”
Sylvia laughed, saying that she was not expecting that. She was treating Sia not just as a child, but as an adult who had lost her memories.
“I told you not to. The kids… … .”
As Edgar stood up, holding onto his swollen buttocks, Sia raised her wooden sword above her head.
Hooooooooooo!
Sia swung her sword with the help of the Gwanga Sword. Her sword strike extended like the spines of a hedgehog, creating ripples like a shower falling on a lake.
“That’s right. Raon said that too.”
Sia looked back and smiled.
“It will take a long time, but if you practice consistently, you will become stronger.”
She nodded coolly, recalling Raon’s words when he first gave her the sword.
“Raon is swinging his sword right now too.”
Sia drew her sword again, drawing a picture of Raon training in his room.
“I told you.”
Sylvia smiled faintly as she stood next to Edgar.
“Children grow up quickly.”
She nodded as if she was proud of the grown-up Sia.
“Ugh… … .”
Edgar’s eyes turned red as he looked at Sia’s back swinging her sword.
“Aren’t you happy? I feel a little bit… … .”
“That’s not it.”
He shook his head as if to say that he didn’t mean it.
“You’re growing up too fast! You need to play with me too!”
Edgar shook his fists, saying he didn’t like how quickly his daughter was growing up.
“Sia! Stop for today and play with Daddy… … .”
“Human!”
Sylvia couldn’t stand it anymore and punched Edgar in the stomach.
“Cough!”
Edgar fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, his shoulders shaking.
“Even though Raon is grown, there are two children… … .”
Sylvia carried Edgar on her shoulders and returned to the annex, thinking that soon only one would be left.
“this…….”
Judiel turned her gaze away from the sight of Edgar being dragged away, drooling and the sound of Sia’s screams.
I saw my younger brother Jubel’s smile as he was trimming flowers in the garden, and drew a similar smile.
“Are you happy?”
* * *
“Your Majesty.”
Roen entered the audience room and bowed to Glenn, who was looking out the window.
“The leaders of the Gwangpungjeon have arrived.”
He looked toward the door, where Burren, Martha, and Runaan had requested an audience.
“Tell them to come in.”
Glenn sat down on the throne, saying that he was granted an audience.
“Please come in.”
Roen opened the door to the audience room himself and guided Buren, Martha, and Runaan.
“Meet the lord!”
“I meet you, my lord.”
At Burren’s greeting, Martha and Runaan simultaneously knelt and bowed their heads.
“Get up.”
Glenn waved his hand, saying that it wasn’t necessary to be so formal.
“thank you!”
Burren bowed his head once more like Raon and then approached the podium.
“yes!”
“thanks.”
Martha and Runaan also bowed slightly and stood behind Burren.
“… … .”
Glenn looked at Burren, Martha, and Runaan standing in front of the stage and smiled faintly.
‘All three are grand masters… .’
It was still hard to believe that those young kids had become Grand Masters, as the judging ceremony between Burren and Runaan was still vivid in my mind.
‘It’s really changed a lot.’
Buren, who used to express his feelings of wanting to be recognized by Karun as an inferiority complex, has become the spiritual pillar of the Gwangpungjeon, and Martha, who used to relieve her pain from losing her mother through violence, has now become a seasoned swordsman who can even use anger as a strategy.
‘but….’
Glenn licked his lips briefly as he looked into Runaan’s sleep-deprived, vacant eyes.
‘I still don’t understand that kid.’
Usually, you can read someone’s thoughts to some extent just by looking at their eyes, but Runaan was an exception. When he looked at those blank eyes, he felt himself becoming drowsy.
‘Of course it was great to stand up to Syria.’
I was impressed by Runaan’s mental strength to overcome the mental constraints imposed by Syria Slyon and reach that position. Despite her gentle face, her will was stronger than anyone else’s.
‘If it weren’t for Raon…’
All three of those kids would have been called geniuses of the greatest generation.
I’m not saying this because they are my grandchildren.
If Raon hadn’t grown beyond the norm, all three of them would have been called geniuses who would go down in the history of the continent.
Not only the Twelve Continents, but even the Ten Thousand Continents were not Grand Masters at that age.
‘And yet you don’t show even a shred of jealousy…’
Glenn looked at Burren, Martha, and Runaan with a warm smile.
‘Leaving aside the adult aspect, I can’t help but say that it’s amazing.’
Those three, despite being overshadowed by Raon, did not feel jealous or envious of him.
Rather, I was anxious to show it off even more. It felt like I was seeing a real family or sibling, so I felt good about myself.
“Okay. What brings you here?”
Glenn’s tone clearly showed his favor towards the three people.
“I came here because I wanted to know when the stormtrooper would come out of his room.”
Burren took a step forward and raised his gaze. He lowered his eyebrows as if he was worried about Raon, who was not coming out of his room.
“I’m a little, just a little worried because he’s the type of guy who gets everything done quickly.”
Martha also chewed her lip slightly, saying that Raon’s behavior was different from usual.
“Yeah. You’ve been sleeping too long.”
Runaan shook his head as if he thought that the room of the ego was a place to sleep.
“Besides, the current Gwangpungjeon is not yet organized because it goes on a mission right after promotion.”
Burren hung his head, saying that although the vacation was over, things were not going well without Jeonju.
“That would certainly be the case.”
Glen nodded as he looked at Burren, who had a dark complexion. It seemed as though he couldn’t move since the prelude didn’t come out while the prelude system wasn’t in place.
“I understand why you came. However, I cannot give you an answer as to when the Gwangpungjeonju will come out.”
“Huh? What is that… … .”
Martha opened her eyes wide as if to ask what he meant.
“The room of the self is a mystery that reflects different places depending on who enters it. I don’t know where Raon is currently and what he is doing.”
Glenn shook his head, saying that only Raon himself could open the door and come out.
“That, that guy. No, the problem that occurred in Jeonju… … .”
Martha swallowed dryly as she thought of Raon’s face.
“That won’t happen. It’s a relatively safe place. And it’s not completely uncommon for someone to come out this late.”
Glenn put his hands on the armrests of the throne, thinking he’d wait a moment.
‘Raon. When are you coming out…?’
He told Burren, Martha, and Runaan to wait, then he seemed more anxious and crushed the armrest with his grip.
“Oh, I see… … .”
Burren glanced around at the armrests of the throne as they turned to dust and disappeared.
“Then we will go back now… ”
“Come to think of it.”
As he tried to step back, Glenn raised his hand.
“I may also grant you permission to enter the room of the self.”
Glenn nodded, saying that since they had contributed greatly to the previous mission to destroy the Black Tower, he would like to grant Burren, Martha, and Runaan the right to enter the Chamber of Ego as well.
“Excuse me, is this true?”
Burren’s eyes widened as if he had never thought of it before.
“Why are you so cool these days?”
Martha laughed heartily, saying that she seemed to have changed a lot.
“I like it too. A place to sleep.”
Runaan either knew about the room of the ego or didn’t know anything about it, just muttering that it was a place to sleep.
“Of course not now.”
Glenn shook his head, saying he couldn’t go in now even if he wanted to.
“Of course. It would be an honor just to be allowed in!”
“Just call me anytime!”
“Is there a bed?”
Burren, Martha, and Runaan smiled and clenched their fists, seemingly happy just to be able to enter the room of their own self.
“Okay. I’ll call you when the time comes.”
It was when Glenn was looking at the three people with a soft smile on his face.
smart.
A sharp knock was heard at the door to the audience room.
“Come in.”
As Glenn nodded, Karun opened the door and entered the audience room.
“… I meet the lord.”
Karun bowed at the door as if he had not expected anyone else to be there.
“I have a passenger, so I will come later.”
“Come in. You too, for the same reason.”
Glenn snapped his finger, telling her to come without hesitation.
“hmm…….”
Karun looked at Burren for a moment and then walked towards the stage.
“Did you come looking for Raon because he hasn’t come out for a long time?”
Glenn let out a faint laugh as if he could see right through Karun’s mind.
“Nothing in particular. I thought it would come out quickly, but it’s surprising that it’s taking so long. Also, it might not be the Gwangpungjeonju, but the problem with the ego’s room… … .”
Karun glanced at the door on the right as if he was worried about Raon, contrary to his excuse.
“is it.”
Glenn chuckled as he watched Karun roll his eyes.
‘You’ve really changed a lot.’
When I saw Karun, who had coldly abandoned even his own children, worrying about his nephew, I couldn’t help but laugh.
‘That kid really had a big influence… … .’
Glenn looked at the door on the right where his room was, as he was expressing his admiration for Laon.
“They say even a tiger will come if you call it.”
He nodded, the corners of his lips trembling slightly.
“It looks like Raon has come out.”
The sound of a door opening and closing could be heard from inside the room of the ego. Since Raon was the only one inside, it seemed like the child had finished his exam in the room of the ego and was coming out.
“You finally crawled out!”
Martha looked at the door with a bright smile, contrary to what she said about crawling out.
“How much stronger could it have become?”
Buren trembled with his fingertips as if he was anticipating Raon’s power.
“Maybe it has transcended transcendence?”
Runaan nodded, saying that it was beyond transcendence.
“Unfortunately, that won’t happen.”
Karun shook his head, looking at the door on the right.
“What does that mean?”
Martha narrowed her gaze as she turned to Karun.
“The room of the ego is a mystery originally created to break down walls. Inspectors whose realms are not blocked will not see much effect even if they enter the room of the ego.”
Karun told me in a calm tone that Raon probably hadn’t changed much.
“Is that true?”
Martha turned her head and looked at Glen.
“…okay.”
Glenn lowered his eyes calmly.
“You can only achieve great change by entering the room of your ego while standing in front of a wall. Raon has only just broken through the wall himself, so he may not have seen sufficient results.”
He tapped his finger on the throne, saying that there were also inspectors who entered the room of the ego and came out without getting anything.
“So, if Raon comes out with even a small achievement, you guys should congratulate him… … .”
As Karun was giving a little advice, the door on the right opened and Raon came out.
“Am I a little late?”
Raon bowed his head with his usual expression, as if apologizing for coming out so late.
However, the heat and cold that rose from his shoulders seemed to shed a refreshing light like the sun and moon.
“Your Majesty! You’re out!”
“It’s too late!”
“Looking good!”
Buren, Marta, and Runaan smiled and waved their hands, not seeming to notice much change in Raon, as Karun had said.
But Glenn and Karun were different.
“How could I… when I clearly wasn’t standing against the wall?”
“This has never happened before.”
Karun swallowed in disbelief, and Glenn’s chin shook as if he had witnessed something unimaginable.
“Ugh… .”
“You did something crazy again.”
The two transcendent beings let out low gasps with eyes filled with astonishment.
