TRAIGS (Novel) Chapter 619

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 Chapter 619

 

Raon clenched his fists tightly, invisible to anyone else.

'I got them good.' He thought, feeling a sense of satisfaction in the lengthy explanation.

When Glenn asked what had happened a little while ago, he explained everything vividly, unlike usual.

In particular, he spoke slowly about how much Judiel missed Juvel and what kind of life Juvel had lived, subtly touching the emotions of the executives in the audience chamber little by little.

The executives here are as cold as a blade, but as they listened to Raon's story, they didn't realize they were gradually becoming soaked in the rain of emotions, drawn into Judiel and Juvel's situation.

Now that he had finished telling the whole story, the executives were expressing their anger as if their own siblings had suffered.

Judiel and Juvel's sobs seemed to have acted as a hammer that broke down the wall of the executives' emotions. He was so glad he had made them rehearse acting in advance.

'Now, finally...'

Raon looked at Karoon with trembling eyes, as if frightened. Even he himself thought that he couldn't act any better than this.

The eyes of the executives followed his gaze filled with anxiety and sadness, towards the petrified Karoon.

"Uh...?"

"What, really?"

"No way?"

"The master of Central Martial Palace?"

"Is it true...?"

The executives looked back and forth between the silenced Raon and the tense Karoon, trembling lips expressing their confusion.

"Ugh..."

Karoon chewed his lips while glaring at Raon, who was squatting down.

"Hey."

Aris blocked Karoon's gaze towards Raon, raising her chin.

"What did you do?"

It was a short sentence, but just hearing it sent shivers down the spine because of her evident anger.

"Did you really do it?"

Balder also raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"This is too much…."

He clenched his thick fingers as if to grab Karoon's collar.

"....."

Glenn, who seemed like he might intervene directly, remained silent with closed lips, simply watching Karoon, Aris, and Balder quietly.

"It’s not him."

Raon raised his upper body after reading the atmosphere of the audience chamber. He shook his head with a voice full of moisture.

"Not him?"

"But you looked at Karoon!"

Balder and Aris tilted their heads as if to ask what he meant.

"...?"

Karoon also opened his eyes wide as if he couldn't understand the situation right now.

"I don't know whether Sir palace master did it or not.”

Raon sighed and gestured, and Judiel crawled on her knees and approached him from the side.

"When I came to my senses, Juvel was nowhere to be seen, and I was already inside the Central Martial Palace. I received training there to become a maid."

Judiel spoke in a trembling voice about what happened in the Central Martial Palace.

"Ah, so that's it?"

"Of course Sir palace master wouldn't do such a thing!"

"Now, those who doubted him are feeling nothing but shame!"

The executives muttered that it was fortunate, and the direct line breathed a sigh of relief.

"..."

Karoon narrowed his eyes as he looked this way. It was a gaze filled with questioning thoughts, as if wondering what was going on.

'Feeling uneasy?'

Let's turn that uneasiness into reality.

"Buuuut!"

Raon shouted and continued the story instead of Judiel.

"Judiel didn't just receive maid training in the Central Martial Palace."

"What?"

"She says she was trained to be a maid during the day and taken away to receive spy training at night."

"Oh, tha-that's right."

Judiel intentionally stuttered, nodding her head.

"I was dragged away while sleeping at night to learn the skills of a spy. I learned how to suppress my presence, the art of hearing sounds from far away, and the body art of controlling my internal organs, and even assassination techniques..."

She stopped speaking and bent over, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Sis..."

Juvel embraced Judiel's shoulders, biting his lip. All the executives now had their foreheads deeply furrowed.

"It's truly heartbreaking. The sister lived as a spy to find her brother, and her brother lived as an assassin to save her. Regardless of who did it, they truly possessed the heart of a demon."

Raon summarized the lives of the two sibling in a short sentence.

"They raised a sibling, one as an assassin and the other as a spy?"

"That's not all. They held each other hostage!"

"Unbelievable..."

"This isn't something humans should do."

"Ugh..."

Everyone except the direct line clenched their fists as they looked at Karoon.

"..."

In contrast, Karoon's complexion was ashen, frozen stiff.

"I have a question."

Raon came forward, hiding Judiel behind him. He looked at Karoon and pounded his chest roughly.

"Why on earth did you train spies in the Central Martial Palace? And why did you send those spies to the annex building?"

"Raon..."

Aris looked at him with a worried expression.

"I'm fine. I just want to know why the people behind me had to suffer like this."

He said that and muttered 'aunt' with his lips. 

"This jellyfish-like bastard!"

As soon as Aris saw the mouth shape 'aunt', she let out a roar and rushed at Karoon.

Thunk!

Karoon quickly raised his hand in defense, but Aris' fist brushed past his cheek, leaving a streak of blood running down his right cheek.

"It wasn't me."

Karoon shook his head with a calm expression. If someone unfamiliar saw him, they would think he was really innocent.

"After hearing Raon's story, I conducted my own investigation and discovered that the individual responsible for those acts had already died."

He pushed Aris aside, saying that the steward who trained Judiel as a spy had already killed himself.

Raon chuckled lightly as he looked at Karoon, whose voice remained unchanged.

'It's pathetic.'

He didn't deviate from his expectations even a bit.

"That could be the case."

Raon smiled faintly and shook his head.

"However, I find it surprising that you, Sir palace master, did not know that such a thing was happening in the Central Martial Palace. Surely you weren't merely a figurehead there, present only for decoration?"

"This insolent..."

Thick veins bulged on Karoon's forehead.

"It's unfortunate. I wonder who will have to compensate for the lives of these two people..."

Raon interrupted Karoon and put his arms on Judiel and Juvel's shoulders.

Wow...

Wrath blinked as if in admiration.

This crazy bastard. The acting is getting better and better! How the hell did this happen! His acting skills are better than his swordsmanship! He's transcendent in terms of acting skill!

'This is not acting, it's sincerity.'

Sincerity my ass! The King of Essence saw you giving acting lessons to that sibling!

'That's a misconception. They're all just speaking the truth.'

Misconception? What nonsense! Even if you can deceive others, you can't deceive the King of Essence. Even if dirt were to get in his eyes, he wouldn't believe you...

'Is that so?'

Raon poked Wrath in the eyes.

Ugh! The King of Essence’s eyes!

Even at a time like this, he calls them the King of Essence’s eyes, not my eyes, and rolls on the floor.

He was a guy with a solid sense of self-identity.

Raon pushed aside the squirming Wrath and looked up at Karoon.

"I believe we should give these two a chance for revenge, even if it means bringing out the corpse of the supposed dead steward."

He raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at Karoon, who had deep wrinkles on his forehead.

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Karoon chewed his lips as he looked into Raon's determined eyes.

'Damn it.'

When he saw Raon's sunken eyes when he entered the audience chamber, he thought the bastard would move as he expected.

He believed and was very sure that Raon was quick-witted, so he judged that a silent deal had been made between them.

But that was a big mistake.

Raon Zieghart was stimulating the emotions of the executives who came to the audience chamber and making them all on his side, and he was making him the villain.

'Yeah, I overlooked one thing.'

That bastard was not just smart, he was a lunatic beyond that.

'But you can't go any further than this.'

There was no way to stop the Central Martial Palace from being connected to this incident because of Judiel, but he would never find any evidence that he was involved.

No matter how much that Raon bastard struggled, this was as far as it would go.

'Then my course of action is clear.'

Karoon wiped the blood flowing down his cheek and straightened his posture. He bowed his head to Raon, Judiel, and Juvel.

“I apologize to you as the master of the Central Martial Palace. Even though I was not involved in this matter, as the owner of the Central Martial Palace, I will compensate you to the fullest extent possible."

He went out with confidence. It wasn't an admission of guilt, but rather a statement of taking an appropriate level of responsibility. By presenting himself as a magnanimous figure, he captured the attention of the executives who hadn't completely sided with Raon yet.

"I will take responsibility for the lives of the two in the Central Martial Palace. I apologize once again."

Of course, it didn't mean he would take good care of Judiel and Juvel. It was a threat, implying that if Raon interfered with the Central Martial Palace any further, he would kill the two.

"Ugh..."

Raon subtly glanced down and adjusted his angle to smirk only towards Karoon's side.

"Your words are appreciated, but I have no intention of sending these two to where they received their training as spies and assassins. They wouldn't even be able to eat comfortably there."

"...According to her story a moment ago, there was only spy training, there was no such thing as assassin training."

Karoon couldn't help but grit his teeth.

“Oh, right.”

Raon nodded calmly. It was clear from his expression and tone that he knowingly provoked Karoon.

"Ah, I was mistaken because you also came near the Sran tribe by coincidence, right, Sir Palace Master?"

With a mocking gaze, now he brought up the topic of the Sran tribe as if by chance.

‘This bastard was truly infuriating.’ Karoon thought.

“Sran tribe?”

"W-Wait, could it be that the assassins in the vicinity of the Sran tribe….?"

“If that’s true...”

The executives swallowed dry saliva at the story that was becoming more and more intertwined.

“Sir palace master…”

Thump.

Karoon glanced at Raon while grinding his teeth, and Raon was pursing his lips, his face downturned.

'That son of bitch!'

He wanted nothing more than to chase after him and beat him to death, but that was impossible. He had to calmly navigate this situation as best he could.

'As long as father doesn't move.'

Aris was dangerous too, but she couldn't act recklessly here. As long as Glenn didn't make a move, there was still a chance.

"This is frustrating."

Karoon raised his head with the same expression and gaze as usual. The steadiness in his demeanor began to unsettle those around him.

"I simply went there. I was worried because I heard the forest was burning and screams were heard."

"Yes, that's right. That's probably what happened."

Raon nodded as if that was natural.

'Why is he acting like that again?'

When Raon blatantly took sides, goosebumps rose between Karoon’s shoulder blades. It was clearly not a good sign.

"Ah... worried…? That's why you took the step of killing the leader of the assassins I had captured?"

“Kill? What do you mean?”

Aris asked, turning his gaze.

"I captured the leader of the assassins who were hiding within the area around the Sran tribe village after the fire seeds exploded. I was trying to find out who was behind them, and suddenly, the master of Central Martial Palace appeared and killed him. Isn't it strange? It's as if he had been waiting for an accident to happen, then suddenly appeared."

Raon muttered with his head bowed. Despite his small voice, his clear articulation made it audible to everyone.

"I even made it impossible for him to move by severing his legs. It seems like you were really worried about me."

He said so and smacked his lips.

"Well… that's..."

"Ugh..."

Suspicion began to bloom in the eyes of the executives.

Thump.

Karoon clenched his fist with the hand he had leaned back on.

'That damn fox cub...'

If he had revealed everything from the beginning, he could have somehow managed the situation. But, Raon continued to unravel the story while manipulating people's minds and emotions.

Now, the doubts had grown like a snowball and were becoming unbearable.

"It's late, but let me greet you again."

Raon standing up awkwardly and bowing his head. Karoon could see the corners of his mouth curling up to his ears even with his head lowered. He wanted to rip that white nape off.

Clang!

Ziiiiing!

Aris drew his sword and charged at Karoon.

Even in his rage, Karoon managed to draw his sword and block Aris' attack. However, he was quickly pushed back by her strength, ending up against a wall.

"You seaweed-like bastard. I'll kill you right here!"

Aris wrapped her will around the blade as if he were really going to kill him. A chilling glint flashed towards Karoon's throat.

"That's enough."

Glenn waved his hand for the first time. Aris lowered his sword and turned away.

"Father! This is..."

"I said stop."

"Ugh."

Aris chewed her lips, facing Glenn's empty gaze.

Glenn looked down at Karoon, who was standing behind Aris, and closed his eyes.

"Sigh..."

Karoon sighed as he looked at Glenn's expression.

'I guess I'm going to be punished.'

Glenn is no fool. He would have realized that it was his doing before anyone else here.

But punishing himself in front of so many people, especially considering his roles as both a successor candidate and the palace master, is different. He'll probably issue the punishment separately.

"Head of house."

When Karoon lowered his hand in relief, Raon lifted his head, a faint smile on his lips as if there's something more to it.

"I have something to give you."

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Raon nodded briefly at Glenn, who had stopped the whole situation.

'I knew this would happen.'

Even if Glenn has been taking care of himself lately, it's more of a temporary compensation and reward for his achievements.

It was natural that he would favor Karoon, who was his son and closest to being his successor.

That's why he touched the emotions and psychology of Aris, Balder, and the other executives.

'This was the plan when I was in the Sran tribe. But…'

Now, I had another weapon at my disposal.

"You have something to give me?"

Glenn opened his eyes calmly. His eyes looked empty, like a terminally ill patient facing death.

"Yes. It's a letter from the Beast Union leader to the head of house."

Raon took out the letter that Ogram had given him.

"Hmm."

As Glenn flicked his finger lightly, the yellowish letter floated up and landed in his palm.

Whoosh.

As soon as Glenn opened the letter, he frowned.

'It couldn't be helped.'

The words written in that letter were blatant.

[Glenn Zieghart. You've raised your children in a field of dung, not fit even for fertilization. I'll overlook it just this once to save face for you. But don't consider it a debt. Your grandson has already paid it off for you.]

Ogram's bold personality was reflected in the letter. Glenn's expression couldn't help but crumple because of the content.

"Haa..."

Glenn exhaled and stood up. He seemed to have made up his mind and roughly burned the letter.

"I have told all of you. At the very least, don't shed your human skins."

The resonance in his voice felt like a blade piercing the heart.

"You have crossed the line between humans and demons."

Glenn uttered his heavy voice as he descended from his throne. With each step, a majestic aura emanated, making the ground tremble as if responding to his presence.

What nonsense!

Wrath quickly shook his head.

No demon would dare to cross the line like him!

Wrath shook his head, saying that even the demons wouldn't stoop to such actions.

"Karoon Zieghart."

"Yes..."

Karoon chewed his lips as if he had read the anger in Glenn's eyes.

"Come forward."

Glenn's eyes flashed with a dry light, as if a flicker of fear was beginning to rise within them.

"I will teach you how to be a human today."



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