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—"If there's a place suitable for me, perhaps…"
Raon looked at the air for a moment before turning his gaze to the Rector.
—"You mean the Holy Sword Alliance?"
The Rector's current affiliation was the Holy Sword Alliance, and the Alliance had swords and swordsmanship piled up like mountains. The only place that could be suitable for him was the Holy Sword Alliance.
—"That's right."
The Rector nodded, gripping the sword at his waist.
—"As you know, the Holy Sword Alliance belongs to the Five Demons. We have committed many evil deeds, such as killing people and desecrating tombs to obtain swords and swordsmanship."
He revealed his own shame while maintaining a confident gaze.
—"However, that was the will of the previous leader of the Holy Sword Alliance. The Alliance, being a group of sword-obsessed individuals, respects and follows the strongest. Since I became the leader, we haven't committed a single evil deed."
—"That's truly respect for the strong."
—"Correct. The Holy Sword Alliance doesn't distinguish between good and evil. We simply worship and follow strong swordsmen."
The Rector lowered his brows and said the nature of the Alliance changes depending on its leader.
—"Not only the leader, but all members of the Alliance have their positions determined by their martial prowess and swordsmanship. That's also the reason I could become the leader of the Holy Sword Alliance."
He gently lowered his hand and gripped his own shoulder.
—"From the leader to the gatekeeper, everyone is obsessed with swords, so the Holy Sword Alliance has accumulated numerous sword techniques and counter-techniques. You could turn all of that into growth and experience."
The Rector stroked his chin and said it would surely be a good opportunity.
—"Mmm…"
Raon moistened his lips as he looked into the Rector's calm eyes.
—"It seems it might be alright."
Although he had reached the peak of Grand Master, he hadn't even faced the wall of transcendence. It seemed acquiring new experiences to reach higher levels wouldn't be a bad idea.
—"This King approves!"
Wrath raised his round fist in approval.
'Huh? Why so sudden?'
Raon was surprised that Wrath, who normally preferred staying in the annex building to eat home-cooked meals, would agree.
—"You're the grandson of the big shot, right? There will surely be delicious food! Keh-lok!"
Wrath licked his lips, curious to know what kind of gourmet dishes they would serve. As expected, it was an answer worthy of a glutton.
—"You don't have to worry about safety. We've secretly relocated the Holy Sword Alliance headquarters without the Five Demons knowing."
The Rector smiled and said none of the Five Demons would know the current location of the Holy Sword Alliance.
—"You were really planning to extract information from the beginning."
Raon smiled slightly as he observed the pleased Rector.
—"I just wanted to save you and Sylvia."
The Rector let out a short sigh, saying he wanted to protect both of them instead of Edgar.
—"Thank you."
Raon bowed politely, feeling the Rector's sincerity.
—"Enough. You're not a stranger… Ah, that's right!"
The Rector's eyes shone as if he had just remembered something.
—"Recently, someone achieved transcendence. Whether you talk or fight with him, it will be helpful to you."
He spun his finger and said he would arrange a meeting.
—"Transcendence…"
Raon gripped the Heavenly Drive tighter. Although he didn't know the person's name, face, or age, hearing about someone who had achieved transcendence awakened his competitive spirit. It seemed he had also become a true swordsman mentally.
—"I'll go."
Raon immediately concluded his deliberation and bowed to the Rector.
—"However, I'll need to get permission from the Head of House first."
Due to the recent dangerous situation, Glenn's permission was necessary even if he was going with the Rector.
—"Alright."
The Rector calmly shook his head.
—"I've already obtained permission from your Head of House."
—"What? He already gave permission?"
—"Yes. He said he would leave it to you."
He chuckled and said it was an unusual response from Glenn.
—"Ah…"
Raon bit his lip as he looked towards the Lord's mansion. Although the Rector said it wasn't like Glenn, it seemed very much like Glenn's response to Raon.
'The Head of House wants me to grow.'
It was clear Glenn had made that decision because he trusted him. To live up to his expectations, Raon felt he should go to the Holy Sword Alliance and focus on training.
—"When are we leaving? Now that I think about it, you've been away for a long time…"
—"I need to see Sia wake up. I plan to leave as soon as she regains consciousness."
—"I understand."
Raon also wanted to say goodbye to his sister, so that timing seemed appropriate.
—"Now that our departure is set, shall we have a conversation with our swords after such a long time?"
The Rector drew his sword as if suggesting a light spar.
—"Sounds good."
Raon smiled slightly as he raised the Heavenly Drive to the upper position.
—"By the looks of it, this won't end until tomorrow."
Wrath muttered that he was tired of training and retreated to the ice flower bracelet.
—"Yawning."
Raon wielded the Fangs of Madness towards the Rector and listened to Wrath's yawn. The sword whistled through the air.
* * *
—"You allowed Raon to go to the Holy Sword Alliance?"
Rimmer frowned as he looked at Glenn.
—"At a time like this? Why on earth?"
He let out a sigh, as if he couldn't comprehend.
—"In turbulent times like these, staying with the Five Demons is safer than going on missions. Since the Holy Sword Alliance has relocated and no one knows its current location, there's no risk of other Five Demons attacking."
Glenn calmly shook his head, seemingly trusting the Rector.
—"Furthermore, the current leader of the Holy Sword Alliance is strong. If his internal wounds are fully healed, he could compete with the leaders of the Five Demons."
—"I'm asking about something that's not the safety issue…"
—"Something else?"
—"You don't want to send Raon to the Holy Sword Alliance, do you? You enjoy spending time with your grandson very much."
Rimmer raised his eyebrows slightly, as if knowing everything.
—"I'm curious too."
Roenn also looked at Glenn questioningly.
—"I haven't spent much time with Raon either, but he's spent even less time with him. He became the leader of the Holy Sword Alliance to protect Raon, so I wanted to give them time together. I'm not that narrow-minded."
Glenn looked at Rimmer with eyes that seemed to say he was pathetic.
—"That's a noble thought. But what will you do if Raon ends up liking his biological grandfather more after you've been so accommodating?"
Rimmer rolled his eyes with an exaggerated expression, as if joking with Glenn.
—"T-That's not possible."
Glenn shook his head shakily, as if saying that would never happen.
—"It seems quite possible to me."
Rimmer wagged his finger, showing his disagreement.
—"Raon still doesn't call you 'Grandpa' much. He calls you 'Head of House' more often."
—"T-That's because it's in official settings…"
—"As you know, Head of House, Raon is like a child when it comes to family relationships. He's like a newly hatched chick. And now you're going to send him to his biological grandfather?"
He wrinkled the corners of his lips.
—"They'll become close immediately! Later, he might call the Rector 'Grandpa' while continuing to call you 'Head of House'."
Rimmer looked at Roenn as if wanting to say, "Don't you think so?".
—"Hahaha!"
Roenn simply laughed, finding Rimmer's words amusing.
—"Ah, I passed by the training grounds a while ago, and the Rector was teaching Raon swordsmanship. Raon kept calling him 'Grandpa' and laughing. Is that the power of a biological grandfather?"
—"Training grounds? Which training grounds?"
Glenn jumped from his throne.
—"The fifth training ground, of course."
Rimmer extended his right hand, showing the number five.
—"Ahem, I have indigestion…"
Glenn clutched his stomach as he descended from the platform and immediately left the audience chamber.
Contrary to his words, he didn't head to the restroom but started running towards the fifth training ground, leaping out the window.
—"Hehehe!"
Rimmer burst into laughter as he watched Glenn run away.
—"I knew he would do that! What a show-off!"
—"You went too far."
Roenn shook his head vigorously, but an unmistakable smile could also be seen on his lips.
—"Let's go see how those two fight now."
Rimmer headed towards the fifth training ground with his arm around Roenn's shoulder.
He had a mischievous grin as he imagined Raon's struggling face.
* * *
While Raon was demonstrating the Mystical Soul Sword as per the Rector's advice, the training ground door suddenly opened.
—"Hmm?"
Thinking it might be Rimmer, Raon turned and saw Glenn looking at them with fierce eyes.
—"Head of House? How did you…"
—"Ahem, I came for a walk because of indigestion."
Glenn waved his hand; his eyes looked more like he had come out hunting than for a walk.
—"Ah, I see…"
Raon awkwardly nodded and resumed demonstrating the Mystical Soul Sword. As he was about to unleash the fifth form towards the upper left, he heard Glenn click his tongue.
—"You'd better extend a little faster and stronger there."
Glenn crossed his arms, muttering that the speed and power of the swordsmanship should be improved.
—"Understood."
Raon improved the subtleties of the Strong Sword and Fast Sword techniques following Glenn's advice.
—"No, that's not right!"
The Rector firmly shook his head.
—"Doing it that way will increase power and speed, but it will weaken the unique character of the Mystical Soul Sword. The balance is lost. Try again as I showed you."
He demonstrated the posture, telling Raon to return to the original form of swordsmanship.
—"Yes…"
Raon nodded and demonstrated the original Mystical Soul Sword again. While the speed and power decreased, the unique flow of the Mystical Soul Sword revived, allowing for smooth combinations.
—"Ahem…"
Glenn fell silent, seemingly acknowledging the Rector's superiority in the Mystical Soul Sword. Raon, after practicing the Mystical Soul Sword under the Rector's guidance, immediately demonstrated the Azure Sky Sword without taking a break.
—"It's still a good sword technique. However, I think it would be better to draw the sky higher."
—"Understood."
Following the Rector's advice, Raon concentrated power into his sword to execute the Great Heavy Sky Bind. It felt as if a tall and noble autumn sky was imbued in his sword.
—"That's not all!"
Glenn stepped forward, shaking his head as if it were his turn.
—"The Great Heavy Sky Bind in the Azure Sky Sword prioritizes grandeur and magnificence!"
He demonstrated himself, emphasizing vigor and breadth rather than height.
—"Ah, yes."
Raon quickly nodded and demonstrated the Great Heavy Sky Bind according to Glenn's advice. The sword strike, filled with the grandeur characteristic of the Azure Sky Sword, soared as if it wanted to split the sky.
—"Mmm…"
—"Ahem!"
This time, the Rector fell silent as if acknowledging defeat, while a smile appeared on Glenn's face. After that, Glenn and the Rector continued to offer advice, and Raon demonstrated his swordsmanship according to their instructions, breaking into a cold sweat.
—"Raon! Use the Strong Sword there!"
—"Raon! Use the Fast Sword! Speed is the priority!"
Glenn and the Rector, as if their previous encounter in the annex dining room had been a joke, offered different advice on swordsmanship with increasing intensity. Raon's head spun so much he could barely distinguish which sword technique he was using.
'My heart aches…'
Raon felt a pang in his chest from Glenn and the Rector's seriousness. While he felt his skills were improving, it was difficult to endure.
—"The only good thing is…"
Both were swordsmen who mastered the Ten Thousand Swords, so they quickly recognized good techniques. Glenn and the Rector clearly recognized what was right and offered appropriate advice. Of course, this made things even more chaotic for Raon.
—"Tantrum…"
As Raon exhaled heavily and continued wielding his sword, he sensed someone approaching the training ground.
'Mom? Please, let it be Mom…'
Hoping for Sylvia's appearance, Raon looked towards the training ground door, but it was Rimmer and Roenn who appeared.
—"I was right, wasn't I?"
Rimmer clapped as he saw Raon caught between Glenn and the Rector.
—"I told you this was going to happen!"
He held his stomach, laughing at Raon's miserable expression.
—"Hahaha."
Roenn also let out a hollow laugh, as if he really hadn't expected this to happen.
—"Now that we've come to this point, shall we make a bet? Whose advice will be heeded more? I choose the Head of House…"
Rimmer took out a gold coin, openly suggesting a bet.
—"Raon, what are you doing? Hurry up and demonstrate your swordsmanship."
—"Raon. This time, bring out that Sword of Senses."
Glenn and the Rector remained focused on their swordsmanship advice competition, ignoring Rimmer. Raon almost wished they would just fight each other.
—"Ugh…"
Raon gritted his teeth at Rimmer as he raised the Heavenly Drive with his weakened hand.
'You! No salary for a year!'
* * *
Even after being tormented by Glenn and the Rector all day, Raon couldn't get a break. Naturally, it was because of Wrath.
—"Didn't you promise to buy me everything I want to eat?! Hurry up and go!"
—"But yesterday we also ate…"
—"It was only 4 servings!"
Wrath slapped Raon on the back, saying he wanted to eat more beaded ice cream.
—"Buy one box of mint chocolate and one box of the new product!"
He snorted, demanding Raon keep his promise.
'Sigh…'
Raon shook his head and entered the Bead Ice Cream shop. As he approached the counter to order, he saw a familiar face.
—"Runaan?"
Runaan, who was standing like a statue in front of the ice cream counter, calmly turned her gaze.
—"Oh, the ice cream girl! As expected, she's here!"
Wrath grinned, claiming he had found a kindred spirit.
—"Raon."
Runaan blinked with her vacant eyes, seeming pleased.
—"How are your wounds?"
—"All healed."
She moved her arms and legs as if she were dancing, indicating she was fine. Raon found it amusing that she answered the question about her recovery in that way.
—"Did you come to eat beaded ice cream?"
—"Yes, I'm going to eat with Mom and Dad."
Runaan nodded and said she planned to buy several.
—"I'll buy them for you. Choose whatever you want."
—"Alright. Thank you."
Runaan's eyes lit up a little. She immediately buried her face in the display case again, as if ready to choose.
—"Let's hurry and choose ours too!"
Wrath also followed Runaan's example, his eyes shining as he examined the display case.
'We've already decided. Mint chocolate and the new product.'
—"Hmm, now that I look, that one's tempting too…"
He licked his lips as he looked at the pink strawberry ice cream with beads.
«Three boxes would be too much.»
—"We don't come here every day, do we? Buy it! I'm telling you to buy it!"
Wrath agitated in the air, yelling at Raon to buy the ice cream.
—"Alright, I'll buy it. But today you'll only eat one."
—"Alright!"
He nodded with his fleshy chin, accepting the condition.
—"Eh…"
Raon let out a groan akin to a sigh.
'I can't tell if I'm dealing with a Demon King or raising a child…'
He still couldn't understand what kind of being Wrath was, so different when serious than when eating.
—"Raon."
As Raon was about to order the beaded ice cream Wrath wanted, Runaan approached him.
—"Have you chosen already?"
—"Can you do me a favor besides buying me ice cream?"
Runaan lowered her gaze slightly, as if she had something to say.
—"What kind of favor?"
He asked, thinking he would grant whatever she requested anyway.
—"Train with me in front of my Mom and Dad."
Runaan bowed her head, as if sincerely requesting.
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While Raon and Runaan were discussing the training spar…
—"Something's not right…"
Federick took a deep breath and grasped Sia's wrist, who was still unconscious. He examined her pupils, breathing, and the internal flow of mana, and then lifted her trembling eyelids.
—"I see…"
Federick bit his lip, as if finally understanding.
—"Why? What's her condition?"
Glenn, who had been observing, lowered his gaze heavily.
—"She's perfectly healthy. All her wounds have healed, her vitality is abundant, and her three energy centers are stable."
Federick clicked his lips and said she was too robust to be considered a patient.
—"Then why can't she wake up?"
The Rector looked at Sia, parting his trembling lips.
—"There’s no problem with her body. Her soul is fine too. However…"
Federick combed Sia's hair back, letting out a deep sigh.
—"The problem is between the two."
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