TRAIGS (Novel) Chapter 678

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 Chapter 678

 

"Hehe."

Gluttony smiled contentedly as he gazed at the pile of gold coins.

"You're not supposed to eat that."

Raon waved his hand at Gluttony, leaving the message window behind.

"I know."

Gluttony nodded and held the pile of gold coins close like a precious treasure.

"And if possible, don't kill or eat humans."

Raon placed money for the ice cream and iron barrels on the counter and looked at Gluttony.

"Why?"

"Because if humans die, they can't make ice cream."

"Ah!"

Gluttony nodded as if he understood well.

In truth, Raon said this because he thought things would get complicated if Gluttony caused trouble, but it seemed to work well.

Aaaargh!

Wrath clutched his temples and let out a groan.

That simple-minded glutton rabbit! Why does he fall for such words!

He shook his head, calling him an incomprehensible fool.

"......"

Raon held back from telling Wrath, 'You're the biggest fool.'

"I'm leaving."

Gluttony finally got up after chewing and swallowing all the iron barrels in the bead ice cream shop.

"Where to?"

"There's a place far away that smells like ice cream."

She pointed her finger eastward.

‘Huh....’

Raon exhaled deeply as he turned his head following Gluttony's finger.

‘If it's in that direction, it's probably the Panik Kingdom?’

There are many villages around the Holy Kingdom of Schper, but the only city with an ice cream shop is the distant Panik Kingdom.

To smell ice cream from the Panik Kingdom here, it was a sense of smell that even dogs couldn't follow. It was worthy of the Monarch of Gluttony.

"Gluttony."

He placed his hand on Gluttony's head. It felt like touching soft cotton. He wondered if he was the first human to ever hold the head of a demon king.

"Hm?"

He slowly lifted his eyes, not seeming to mind that his head was being touched.

"If you run out of gold coins, come find the King of Essence. But only when you've completely suppressed your energy and when no one else is around."

"Okay."

Gluttony nodded in understanding.

You, you're not…

Wrath's eyes trembled as he looked at Gluttony.

‘I can't just stand by after receiving his favor.’

Raon smiled as he looked at the message indicating he had gained Gluttony's favor.

Right now, Gluttony thinks of me as Wrath. It wouldn't hurt to build a good relationship with him since I might need his power someday.

But it's all because of the King of Essence!

Wrath grabbed Raon's collar and shook him wildly.

The King of Essence fed him ice cream, why are you the one benefiting from it!

‘Who told you to feed her?’

Raon grinned at Wrath’s reddening face.

Aargh! This is driving me crazy!

Wrath screamed, declaring he would never forgive him.

You glutton rabbit! You're being deceived right now! That guy is no different from an angel from the heavens! You must never trust him!

‘Is that a compliment or an insult....’

Raon shook his head and let out a dry laugh.

"See you later."

Gluttony waved lightly and disappeared into a white shadow.

"Ah...."

Raon lowered the hand that had been on Gluttony's head and squinted his eyes slightly.

"I still have questions to ask."

What! What else do you want to dig out!

'I wanted to understand the concept of gluttony clearly.'

That fool only knows how to eat. Do you think he understands such a concept? Besides, the application varies from person to person!

Wrath scrunched his nose, asking why Raon wanted to ask something he'd already experienced several times.

‘I guess so.’

Raon nodded calmly. Seeing how <Envy> had turned into <Admiration>, it seemed likely that Gluttony's concept of gluttony and the one he would acquire would be different.

"Now, let's check the messages...."

Raon was about to check the messages but his hand trembled. His legs gave out, and he fell to his knees.

‘My head...’

Perhaps because the tension he had barely held onto was released when Gluttony left, his entire body felt as heavy as water-soaked cotton.

Don't resist and sleep.

As he struggled to keep his eyes open, he saw Wrath frowning.

You've reached your limit.

Hearing those gruff yet warm words, his eyes closed on their own.

* * *

"Ah...."

Rimmer urgently rose as soon as he opened his eyes.

‘What happened?’

He had stood in front of a formidable demon spewing immense demonic energy to save Raon and the Light Wind swordsmen, but he suddenly lost consciousness.

"Why did I faint?"

Having opened his upper energy center to the extreme, it made no sense for him to faint without knowing it.

Besides, there were no signs of being attacked by the demon, so he couldn't understand the current situation.

"Raon."

Saintess Olga weakly lifted her head.

"That guy hit the back of your neck."

"Raon?"

"Yes. I lost consciousness after that too, so I don't know what happened next...."

She breathed out a breath mixed with the scent of blood and barely propped herself up.

"Damn it!"

Rimmer bit his lips hard enough to draw blood and looked around.

Behind him, the Light Wind swordsmen, holy knights, priests, and the kingdom's citizens were alive, but Raon was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is that bastard!"

He forced strength into his shaking legs and stood up and saw it.

A bizarre scene where everything that existed on one side of the kingdom was completely erased.

"What is this...."

He could tell at a glance. This was a phenomenon created by the manifestation of a single power. It was shocking that there could be anyone other than Glenn capable of such a feat.

Rimmer swallowed dryly and walked toward the land where everything had been erased.

‘Raon. Please....’

This was the spot where Raon and he had been standing. If demonic energy of this magnitude had been unleashed, not even Raon could have survived.

"Goddamn it!"

Rimmer screamed angrily and started digging the ground with his bare hands.

"Ugh...."

"What the, what happened?"

"Where are we...."

Members of the Light Wind division started getting up one by one, hearing Rimmer’s fierce shouts and screams.

"What, what's this...."

"...Shit. What the hell happened here!"

"Raon?"

Burren, Martha, and Runaan stood there, unable to close their gaping mouths as they looked at the erased land and buildings.

"Right now...."

Rimmer turned around. An eerie red light flickered across his green eyes.

"Find Raon! Search the entire kingdom, and find him no matter what!"

"Raon...."

"Yeah. He’s the only one missing right now!"

Burren and Martha's faces turned pale.

"......"

Runaan didn't respond and started running first. Her usually vacant eyes were now filled with a rare urgency.

"We'll go too!"

"Damn it!"

Dorian and Krein, along with the other Light Wind swordsmen, nodded and quickly stood up.

"Wait! Let's split up. Team 1, head west. Team 2, head north. Team 3, head south!"

Burren frowned and gave instructions to the Light Wind swordsmen.

"I'll look around the entire area."

Mark Goetten let out a long sigh and moved in the opposite direction of Runaan.

"We'll go too."

Hopen staggered to his feet and raised his hand to the holy knights.

"Split into groups and search for the division leader!"

"Same for you. Turn the buildings upside down if you have to, but find that bastard!"

Olga agreed with Hopen and sent the priests out.

The holy knights and priests, knowing they were alive thanks to Raon, ran throughout the kingdom despite their injuries.

“Please come out….”

Rimmer kept digging at the same spot despite everyone else moving. He thought that if Raon were alive, he was more likely to be buried here than anywhere else.

While his hands were becoming raw from digging, he heard a whistling sound from the direction of the bustling area of the capital. It was the signal from the second team captain of the Light Wind division.

Rimmer ran without bothering to brush the dirt off his hands or clothes. It wasn’t far, but he felt suffocated despite running at full speed.

When he arrived at the source of the signal, using even the Light Wind Style, he saw a bead ice cream shop with its sign fallen off. The entire Light Wind division was inside.

“Is he in there?”

Rimmer let out a frustrated sigh and went inside, where he saw Burren, Martha, and Runaan huddled together.

In the center, Raon lay with his eyes closed, breathing quietly.

“His injuries from the demonic energy are severe, but it’s not life-threatening.”

Saintess Olga nodded as she released Raon’s wrist.

“There’s no need to worry.”

She herself seemed the most relieved, her lips curling slightly.

“Whew….”

“Waiting for the examination was like hell. I’d rather fight the Five Demons bastards.”

Burren and Martha let out long sighs as if their strength had drained away.

“Ah….”

Runaan finally lifted her head to look at Raon. Her eyes glistened with faint tears.

“Thank goodness….”

“My hands are still shaking.”

“I felt like I couldn’t breathe.”

The Light Wind swordsmen sat down in relief.

"But why is this crazy bastard here?"

“Looks like he ate all the ice cream.”

"Did the ghost of someone who died and couldn’t eat ice cream possess him?"

Burren and Martha frowned, not understanding the situation.

“Not just ice cream, but he seemed to have eaten the iron barrel too….”

Dorian held up a chewed-up piece of iron, his eyes trembling.

“No way!”

Krein laughed, thinking it was ridiculous.

"No, it's true. There are more than a few crumpled pieces of iron."

Dorian picked up another piece of iron, and the Light Wind swordsmen burst into laughter.

Realizing Raon was safe, everyone’s tired faces lit up with smiles.

“…….”

Rimmer looked at the swordsmen gathered around Raon and realized the meaning Raon Zieghart held for him and the Light Wind division.

‘I guess I’ll have to stop calling him the ‘little king’ soon.’

He gently tapped Raon’s head with a serene smile.

‘I’ll have to call him the true king.’

* * *

Raon slowly opened his eyes. The ceiling was clean and white like a hospital room, without a speck of dust.

“Ugh….”

His head and chest ached as if they’d been stabbed with a burning knife.

‘It hurts, but at least I’m alive.’

Having fainted in the bead ice cream shop, he’d worried about what would happen, but it seemed he had been rescued.

‘Now that I think about it, it’s embarrassing.’

Imagining the Light Wind members urgently searching for him and finding him in a bead ice cream shop made his face heat up. The embarrassment hurt more than the physical pain.

You know it well.

Wrath flew up to him, nodding his head.

Everyone called you crazy bastard!

He chuckled mockingly.

‘It’s all because of you!’

You always use the King of Essence’s name, so why can’t the King of Essence do the same?

‘Hm….’

He couldn’t argue with that.

Seeing you speechless is refreshing. From now on….

Wrath was about to stick out his tongue mockingly when...

[The trait <Gluttony> has bloomed.]

The white flower bracelet Gluttony had left shone brightly, and a message saying that the trait of Gluttony had bloomed appeared.

Ah….

Wrath froze with his tongue still out.

‘In my opinion, your nemesis isn’t Greed, but the system itself, isn’t it?

Shut, shut up!

Wrath shook his head, refusing to acknowledge it.

'Then shall we check it out?'

Raon called up the trait of Gluttony from the system.

<Gluttony>

Every time you fill your stomach with food you find delicious, all your stats and soul level will increase, and your natural recovery rate will also rise. The efficiency of elixir consumption will be greatly amplified.

Reading the description of Gluttony, Raon’s eyes widened.

‘Could it really be….’

Is this for real?

An absurd trait that increases all stats and soul level by simply filling his stomach with delicious food. He couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Moreover….’

There’s an amplification effect for elixirs too.

Since elixirs were also ingested, Gluttony had an amplification effect for them as well. It was an unbelievably powerful ability.

‘I’ll have to treat him even better next time.’

Raon resolved to give Gluttony more gold coins next time, raising his head. He noticed Wrath was unexpectedly calm.

‘You seem quite composed?’

Ugh….

Wrath frowned slightly.

This, this much was expected.

‘I suppose so.’

Having witnessed Raon receiving the authority of Gluttony, Wrath must have anticipated this kind of trait to appear..

‘Then let’s keep going.’

What?

‘I haven’t checked the previous messages yet.’

Raon grinned and called up all the messages that had appeared before.

[You have received Gluttony’s favor.]

[You have received Wrath’s acknowledgment.]

[You have made Greed retreat.]

[You have achieved an impossible feat.]

[All stats have increased by 30 points.]

Even if he had achieved an impossible feat, to raise his stats by 30 points at a time when his stats were already high was an incredible reward.

Thirty?

Wrath widened his eyes in disbelief.

This is insane….

‘You expected this too, right?’

Of-of course!

Wrath awkwardly nodded. It seemed he was trying to maintain his dignity, since he was the one who actually made Greed retreat,  

‘Then let’s continue.’

Raon chuckled and called up the next messages.

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

[The rank of the trait <Perception of the Snow Flower> has increased.]

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

[The rank of the trait < Divinity Blooming from the Underworld> has increased.]

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

[The rank of the trait < Armor of Snow Flower> has increased.]

The messages indicated that the ranks of several traits had increased.

There were more than usual, but it was understandable since they were all related to the recent battle.

‘Six of them. You expected this too, right?’

Of, of course!

Wrath’s eyes darted from side to side like a clock pendulum.

With the King of Essence’s foresight, this much was….

Despite his words, Wrath’s cheeks trembled like cotton candy caught in the wind.

[You have felt the sensation of directly controlling the body of <Wrath>.]

[All stats have increased by 15 points.]

[Your soul level has greatly increased.]

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

This seemed to be the reward for feeling the sensation of Wrath’s body during the Demon King's Descent.

‘Wrath, is this….’

Enough! You bastards!

Wrath couldn't endure it anymore and turned into a strawberry-flavored cotton candy.

Cough! Stop giving him everything! Don't you know about moderation! I'll really destroy you! Huh?

He coughed dryly and threw a tantrum, but the system disappeared without a word, as if it had done its job.

I’m furious! Cough! As soon as the King of Essence returns, he'll destroy that thing first!

‘I gained a lot.’

All stats and traits had increased, and even the level of his soul had risen. The best among them, of course, was Gluttony.

Ugh….

Wrath slumped down and sniffed.

The King of Essence was ignored by that merchant, and it seems it will get worse.

He shook his head, saying it was too much.

“Wrath.”

Raon quietly watched the shrunken Wrath and lowered his head slightly.

What?

‘Thank you.’

Huh?

Wrath opened his eyes wide as if wondering what he was talking about.

‘I didn’t know you would really take on the backlash of the Demon King's Descent.’

Even though he had used the Demon King's Descent, the mental world in his upper energy center and the damage to his body weren't as severe as before.

Thanks to him, he could fully recover before the life-or-death duel.

Despite becoming stronger than before, the reduction in damage to the upper energy center made it clear that Wrath had taken on that backlash.

Don’t say pathetic things.

Wrath furrowed his brows as if wondering what he was talking about.

The King of Essence always keeps his word... Cough!

He started coughing again in the middle of speaking.

'When I get better, I'll let you eat all the food you want.'

Raon smiled softly at Wrath, who was coughing repeatedly.

What do you mean get better! Eat right now! You have gluttony!

‘Oh, right.’

He nodded. Since the trait of gluttony also had recovery abilities, it seemed that eating food would actually help him recover faster.

‘This is like being a zombie...’

Thinking about how his aura, stamina, and mental strength would recover by eating and sleeping, he felt like he had become a monster beyond human.

While Raon was chuckling to himself, the hospital room door opened, and saintess Olga entered.

“Hm?”

“Huh?”

She met eyes with him and then called out to the outside.

“Your leader is awake.”

Even before Olga finished speaking, a booming noise came from the hallway as if it were collapsing, and the Light Wind swordsmen rushed into the hospital room.

“Raon.”

“You bastard! Are you okay?”

“What the hell did you do?”

Runaan, Martha, and Burren were the first to approach and stand by his bed.

“Division leader!”

“Young master! We were worried!”

Dorian and Yua were sniffling, their shoulders trembling. The other Light Wind division members' eyes also showed a lot of concern.

“Raon.”

While he was reassuring everyone that he was fine, Rimmer, who had come in last, nodded his head.

"What happened after we fainted? Where did that demon go?"

“It disappeared after fighting with another demon.”

Raon nodded at Rimmer.

“Another demon?”

“Yes. The two demons fought like crazy, and when a dragon appeared, they ran away. They seemed to be enemies.”

He gave a brief answer he had prepared in advance.

“Do demons fight among themselves?”

“Humans also fight each other, so it’s natural.”

“Then we were lucky.”

The Light Wind swordsmen laughed in relief, but Rimmer stroked his chin with a somewhat skeptical expression.

“......”

Saintess Olga stood quietly, lost in thought, then gestured with her hand.

“How’s your body? Can you move?”

“It hurts, but I can move.”

Raon slowly rotated his shoulders and nodded.

“Then get ready. We need to go somewhere.”

Without saying much else, Olga left the room.

“Where are we going?”

Raon looked up at Rimmer, blinking.

“Who knows.”

Despite saying he didn't know, Rimmer smiled softly as if he knew everything.

* * *

Raon, dressed in the white clothes Olga had sent him, was escorted by the holy knights into the royal palace.

The royal palace was behind Wrath, so only the outer walls had collapsed, and the interior was not severely damaged.

'That's a relief.'

If this place had been destroyed as well, the kingdom would have come to a standstill for a while. It was a relief.

Cough! It's all thanks to the King of Essence.

Wrath nodded while coughing dryly.

The King of Essence deliberately moved to the outer side because there were many humans here.

‘Well done.’

Raon lightly patted Wrath’s head with a faint smile.

As he moved his hand, a sharp pain throbbed in his chest. It seemed he needed some rest after this.

Instead of touching the King of Essence's head, bring delicious food. Cough! Bring it!

'I will... Hmm?'

Raon, in the middle of replying to Wrath, tilted his head.

He thought they would enter the royal palace, but the holy knights led him towards the royal garden.

‘Why?’

He tilted his head, not knowing why they were moving there, and then he saw countless people lined up in the vast garden.

Saintess Olga, commander Kinear, high priests, and the holy knight captains, along with numerous priests and knights, stood with their hands clasped together.

It seemed a grand event was being prepared, with white clothes piled on the garden’s pillars and trees, and the people's attire as splendid as during the holy conference.

In the center of the priests, who seemed to exude a noble light, Hopen stood. The white and gold robe of the Schper royal palace fluttered gracefully.

"You've arrived."

Hopen smiled, his eyes filled with deep emotion as if he might cry at any moment.

"What's going on?"

“I wanted to greet you first, Sir Raon.”

“Greet?”

Raon tilted his head in confusion, and Hopen, with a soft smile, knelt on one knee.

“We greet the benefactor of the Schper Kingdom.”

As if responding to his cry, the people in the garden took the same stance as Hopen.

“We greet the benefactor of the Schper Kingdom!”

The resonance filled with the sincerity of people, not holy power, erased the pain in his chest.

“There is one thing we would like to ask of our benefactor.”

Hopen lifted his head, a gentle smile on his lips.

“What is it?”

In response to Raon’s question, Hopen’s gaze turned to the right. A platinum crown, as if it had melted the sunlight, was shining brightly.

"Would you be willing to place the crown on my head at the coronation ceremony held today?"


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