TRAIGS (Novel) Chapter 617

N/T: Translation made by our friend 'Irving'. A big round of applause for him :)



 Chapter 617

 

Kugugugugu!

The spiral-shaped energy rising from his fist did not get swept away by Ogram's the Raging Sea, but formed a thick wall to block the front.

Dwoong!

Raon felt his entire body pulsating like a heartbeat and bit his lip. Now he understood why Ogram said that one must directly experience the Raging Sea to comprehend it.

‘The true essence of the Raging Sea is not outside, but within me.’

The Raging Sea is a mystical martial art that ignores the opponent's shield and strikes directly at the enemy's body.

Naturally, he thought understanding the opponent's aura flow was the starting point, but it wasn't. the Raging Sea was a martial art that could only unfold by observing oneself first.

‘It was about building a boat.’

The principle of the Raging Sea was to create the best boat with my own aura and then pierce through the sea of aura that the enemy had created.

Woooooooong!

As his mind understood the true essence of the Raging Sea, the energy burning from his fist grew stronger. A violent wave occurred in the space where his fist was facing Ogram's.

Jijijijijik!

Like an earthquake, the vibrations grew stronger and stronger, and then a huge explosion erupted from the gap between their fists.

Kuwhaaaaang!

Successive shockwaves rippled through the ground, distorting it as though the very foundation of the earth were trembling.

Just as the red currents emerged from the competition of the Raging Sea, about to surge like a tidal wave, Ogram raised his hand.

Hwaaaaaaa!

It was a light gesture, like chasing a butterfly, but it erased the vibrations and red currents as if washed away.

Ogram didn't employ any special technique, he simply overwhelmed the shockwave of the Raging Sea with sheer strength. It was the utilization of aura befitting a transcendent.

"Whew...."

Raon exhaled a rough breath and bent his back. He felt as heavy as if he had been carrying a load of iron ore, perhaps from concentrating too much.

"Hah!"

Ogram was looking down with slightly trembling eyes.

"What on earth are you?"

Raon swallowed dry saliva and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes?"

"How did you utilise the Raging Sea?"

"Are you saying that what I used was the Raging Sea?"

Raon asked back, looking at Ogram's eyes. He had gained a small realization, but he was still not sure.

"It was weak, clumsy, and lacked any subtlety, but..."

Ogram lowered his eyes and then raised them and nodded.

"What you displayed was undoubtedly the Raging Sea."

He smacked his lips as if in acknowledgment.

"Just a moment ago, you couldn't grasp it at all. What on earth did you do?"

"Umm, instead of the Union leader, I focused on observing and reflecting on myself."

Raon raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

"Yourself?"

"Yes. I thought there might be some meaning in the principles you told me, so I kept thinking about what they meant."

He recited the principles he had been told.

Only by cleansing your soul can you open the path within your own small sea.

"I haven't fully interpreted it yet, but I understand that the small sea within me is a metaphor. So I focused on myself and everything within me rather than piercing the opponent’s sea."

He explained how he had performed the Raging Sea.

"..."

Raon looked at the silent Ogram and chewed his lips.

'Should I have held back a bit?'

He thought that Ogram would be pleased if he learned the technique and operation method quickly. However, he now realizes that Ogram might not be pleased with the fact that he learned it faster than Garona, who had learned it from him a long time ago.

Of course!

Wrath wrinkled his nose.

Even if he teaches you directly, why would he like someone who learned it faster than his own disciple? You idiot!

He waved his hand, urging him to come to his senses.

"Hmm..."

"Hahahaha!"

While listening to Wrath’s words, Ogram slapped Raon on the chin and burst into laughter.

"Yes, that's right. That's why it was so fast."

He now understood and smiled refreshingly.

"Yes?"

"The Raging Sea is originally something that you only realize by being hit and receiving hits until you are on the verge of death to gain enlightenment. I did that, and the ones I taught did too. Maybe that kid will do the same."

Ogram's gaze fell on Garona, who was still lying down.

"That's the enlightenment you can only achieve by continuously getting beaten until your mind and body become one. But…."

He nodded his head firmly again, looking at Raon.

"You achieved enlightenment through interpretation alone without being on the verge of death. I don't believe in genius, but that word suits you well."

Ogram patted his shoulder, impressed.

"As I said before, I think I know why you are at this level now. It wasn't a coincidence."

He reached out his hand.

"Um…."

As Raon stared blankly, Ogram waved his hand.

"What are you doing? Shake it."

"Oh, yes."

As he grabbed his hand, Ogram shook it vigorously, like shaking off a blanket.

"Congratulations."

There was no ulterior motive in Ogram's eyes. He was genuinely congratulating him for achieving the Raging Sea.

'Does this make sense?'

He taught me his secret martial art technique, and I learned it faster than Garona, yet Ogram displayed happiness devoid of any hidden emotion. It was hard to believe that such a person existed.

'Can I be like this person?'

Can I sincerely teach others my secret technique and be happy when they master it?

Even though I've become gentler than in my previous life, I could never do that. I felt the difference in the capacity of the vessel compared to Ogram.

"Thank you."

Raon bowed his head to Ogram with sincerity and respect.

"No need for thanks."

Ogram waved his hand and turned his gaze.

"Just don't lose while using the Raging Sea. That's enough."

"Hmm...."

"As a final piece of advice, don't just stick to using the Raging Sea as it is. It would be better to change it to your own style."

He walked over to the unconscious Garona as if he had no regrets, leaving those words as his last. It was so refreshing that it made me feel uncomfortable.

"Whew...."

Raon looked at Ogram's back and then sat down on the crushed ground. He was so exhausted that he could barely stand up.

'I guess I did it.'

I still haven't fully grasped it. The martial art of the Raging Sea is not something that can be practiced alone, but a martial art that takes advantage of the moment when you collide with your opponent.

It will probably take countless practice and real battles.

'But if I can complete it....'

I'll be able to rise to higher places.

As a swordsman walking my own path, if I make the Raging Sea my own, it will be a completely different martial art from Ogram's or the warriors of Beast Union.

'Which swordsmanship should I combine it with?'

Right now, I am learning so many swordsmanship techniques that I feel like I need ten more hands.

Depending on the combination, it could be the strongest or the worst, so I had to decide carefully.

'Hmm....'

While Raon pondered, Wrath suddenly popped up.

Hey!

'Huh?'

Let's eat some food once you're done with your training! You're in your growing years, so you have to eat every meal to the fullest!

Wrath mentioned that he had been eating haphazardly for a while, so now it was time to eat properly. He licked his lips in anticipation.

'Growing years....'

The growing years have already passed, and if I grow any taller, it'll be a problem, but it was a good excuse.

'This glutton...'

You haven't talked to that kid yet! While eating, it would be good to have a conversation!

Wrath pointed to Juvel and Judiel, who were looking over here.

'Come to think of it....'

Funnily enough, since I saved the Sran tribe, I've been caught up with Ogram and haven't been able to talk to them properly.

I needed to talk to them before returning to the family as Wrath said.

‘You're helpful sometimes.’

What nonsense!

Wrath raised his head sharply.

The King of Essence is always of great help to you!

'That's not it. You're....'

Raon was about to shake his head.

[You have acquired the martial art of the Transcendent faster than anyone else.]

[You have achieved an impossible feat.]

[All stats will increase by 20 points.]

[The rank of the trait <Concentration> has increased.]

A message popped up saying that his stats had increased, perhaps because he had learned the Raging Sea and earned Ogram's recognition.

Ughhh...

Wrath widened his eyes in surprise, as if he hadn't expected this message.

'Oh.'

Raon slowly read the message and patted Wrath’s smooth back.

'I made a mistake. You're really a great help. You give generously...'

Shut up!

*   *   *

A quiet underground cavern lit by gentle lighting, like connecting lines in constellations. "Hmm."

Derus Robert leaned back in his chair and tilted his head.

"Raon Zieghart in the Beast Union?"

"Yes, he is."

Kubara bowed her head with her hand on her chest.

"I heard he stopped the Illusion Slaying squad from attacking the Sran tribe. He also put out the fire that engulfed the entire forest."

"Tsk."

Derus, who had been gazing into the cavern, clicked his tongue.

"He was causing trouble in Seipia a while ago, and now he's in the Beast Union. He's quite busy."

"Rumors are circulating that the Beast Union leader came to thank him personally."

"That's not a rumor, it's probably true. Ogram is the kind of guy who isn't concerned about appearances."

“…….”

"That's why my hands have been itching for the past few days."

Derus smirked, looking at the back of his hand where the black leather glove was sticky.

"He's wandering around the continent like it's his own backyard."

He seemed pleased, but he had a strange and sinister smile on his face.

"Very arrogant."

"Ugh..."

Kubara shivered as she heard Derus's sinking voice. She couldn't help but tremble at the energy and killing intent in his voice.

"I want to get involved in Raon Zieghart's affairs, but I have something to do right now..."

Derus turned his gaze towards the cavern. His eyes caught the children swinging their daggers.

"How are things going over there?"

"Only finishing touches are left. It will be completed within a month as scheduled."

Kubara bowed her head, saying that it was progressing as planned.

"I will check it one last time, but this marks the beginning of a great plan. Prepare thoroughly."

Derus gritted his teeth with a gaze as sharp as when he heard about Raon.

"I will do my best."

Kubara looked at Derus with a calm expression, contrasting with her enthusiastic words.

"Go."

"Yes."

She bowed respectfully and then disappeared into the shadows.

Derus Robert stroked his chin while watching the children continue to swing their daggers, with veins bulging on his forehead and around his eyes.

"Raon Zieghart..."

Eden, the White Blood Religion, the South-North Union, the Black Tower, the Holy Sword Union, and even house Robert. There were many organizations that had targeted Raon, but none of them had been able to kill him.

Strength alone could never ensure survival. He seemed to be followed by good fortune.

Derus raised the glass of wine placed on the table and moistened his lips.

"I wonder if your luck will hold even in the flames of war."

*   *   *

Raon had a light dinner and then went to see Judiel and Juvel.

"Young master?"

Judiel opened her eyes wide and stood up from her seat.

"Oh, hello."

Juvel also stood up and bowed his head.

"Please, sit."

Raon waved his hand with a faint smile.

"Yes."

"Hmm..."

Judiel nodded quietly and sat down, but Juvel stood there unsure of what to do.

"Don't worry, sit down."

"Oh, yes."

She sat Juvel next to her and then looked at Raon.

"Isn't it time for your training?"

"I'm done."

Raon shook his head and sat down opposite Judiel.

"Sir Garona seems to be continuing his training."

"He's not done yet."

"Oh..."

Judiel now understood, swallowing dryly as she looked at Raon. She appeared as if she couldn't believe that Raon had learned the martial art faster than Garona, even though he had started learning much later.

"Well, let's forget about training."

Raon leaned towards the table.

"Have you two had enough time to talk?"

"Yes. Thanks to the young master, we were able to say everything we wanted and didn't want."

Judiel showed a gentle smile. It wasn't a forced smile like the ones she used to show before coming to the annex building, or the smile before she left for Raven Village. It was a smile that came from the bottom of her heart.

"Um, I apologize for the delayed greeting!"

Juvel stood up again and bowed his head.

"Thank you for saving me!"

He expressed his sincerity with a trembling voice unlike Judiel's.

"Yeah, I had a hard time because your sister suddenly ran away."

Raon chuckled and nodded.

"U-uh!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Juvel trembled, and Judiel bowed her head.

"I thought I could endure it, but I couldn't help but move..."

"I'm just kidding."

Raon gestured towards Judiel, whose lips were trembling.

"I'm not that narrow-minded that I can't understand that much. And..."

He smiled faintly as he looked at the forest that was slowly regaining its greenery.

"Thanks to that, we were able to save your younger brother. It was dangerous, but ultimately, it turned out well."

Thanks to Judiel and Juvel fleeing to this place, he was able to interrogate the leader of the Illusion Slaying squad and confirmed that Karoon was behind them.

Also, since there were no casualties, it was not an exaggeration to call it a fortunate turn of events.

"Juvel."

"Yes!"

" You will also be going to the annex building of Zieghart with Judiel. Your role will be as a butler and a covert guard. Can you do that?"

"Hmm, well...."

Contrary to expectations, Juvel hesitated to answer right away.

"What are you doing! Hurry up and say you'll do it!"

Judiel hit Juvel's shoulder as if urging him to answer quickly.

"I, if I go there, won't I cause harm to my sister or young master?"

Juvel raised his trembling eyes.

"Harm?"

"I heard that my sister and I were sold to Zieghart’s Central Martial Palace, and that the owner there is Karoon Zieghart. If I end up causing harm to my sister because of me, then I'd rather be alone..."

He shook his head, saying that he couldn't harm his sister.

Raon smiled faintly, looking at Juvel's determined eyes.

'Is this what siblings are like.'

Having been separated for a long time, they still worried about each other when they met again.

Even though he didn't have any siblings, he had his mother and maids, so he thought he could understand why Juvel was saying such things.

'If....'

If my older sister was alive, would I have been like that too?

Sylvia had told Raon that he had one older sister, and that she had died at the hands of Eden without even being able to find her body.

He couldn't help but think that if that older sister was alive, they might have had the same relationship as them.

'It's a meaningless thought.'

My current life is happy enough that I couldn't even dream of it in my previous life. There was no need to think about things that didn't exist.

"No."

Raon shook his head at Juvel.

"Even if they have any thoughts like that, they won't be able to touch you."

"But what if they attack us from behind...."

"It's okay. I'll grab their ankles before they can move."

"Ankles?"

"Yes. Now, all you have to think about is living happily with your sister. That was the promise between me and your sister."

"Young master...."

For the first time, Judiel trembled her lips with a look that Raon had never seen before.

"I'll take care of the rest."

Raon nodded at Juvel and Judiel in turn. Red lightning flashed in his eyes.

"I'll make sure no one can touch you."



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