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-Mmm!
Wrath licked his lips, savoring the lingering taste of the chocolate mint ice cream.
'Is it that delicious?'
Raon popped the last pearl ice cream from the box into his mouth and nodded.
-Chocolate mint is always comforting! It's refreshing and slightly bitter, so it never goes out of style!
Wrath smiled and said today's ice cream was especially tasty.
'That's good.'
Raon chuckled as he closed the lid of the now-empty pearl ice cream box.
“It was worth going out, even if it was a hassle.”
Wrath had been lamenting losing the battle of wills after seeing the reward message, so Raon had to shut him up with ice cream. What a troublesome Demon King.
'Are you satisfied now?'
-¡This king is still hungry! Eat cookies!
Wrath shouted to eat cookies with an expression like an emperor about to conquer a continent. The more time Raon spent with him, the more absurd he seemed.
"Sigh..."
Raon exhaled and bit into a cookie he had bought on the bustling street. The chocolate chips and pineapple chunks embedded in the surface of the cookie melted harmoniously in his mouth without overpowering each other.
-¡Aaah! ¡This is good too! ¡The chocolate is delicious and the pineapple is delicious!
Wrath rubbed his cheeks and smiled. It was amazing how his descriptions of the flavors remained so simple despite only eating the foods he liked.
'Is he really the same type?'
Even now, Raon couldn't believe that the absolute blue Demon King he had known in his mental image and this cotton candy who got excited over a single cookie were the same person. It almost seemed like a split personality.
'Well, well.'
Raon popped a cookie in his mouth and called up the reward message he hadn't been able to properly check due to Wrath.
[You have received a sincere recognition from a Transcendent Warrior.]
[You have achieved an impossible feat.]
[All skill scores increase by 30 points.]
[The rank of the Trait <Evil Eye of Wrath> increases.]
[The rank of the Trait <Snow Flower Magic Armor> increases.]
"That's quite generous."
Since the opponent was the former leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, Darkan, even though they only engaged in a controlled swordsmanship duel, all stats increased by 30 points and both Traits were enhanced. It was a reward beyond expectations.
'And...'
Raon looked at the message listed below.
[You have outsmarted the Demon King of Lust.]
[All skill scores increase by 40 points.]
[The title <Tongue that Mocks Heaven and Earth> strengthens to <Tongue that Mocks Dimensions>.]
Perhaps because he had received Lust's authority, the point increase was even greater. However, what really mattered wasn't the skill scores, but the strengthening of the title.
"So this is what came of it."
Originally, the title was <Tongue that Mocks the World>, but now it has strengthened from <Tongue that Mocks Heaven and Earth> to <Tongue that Mocks Dimensions>.
That a title was reinforced twice, Raon couldn't help but laugh even as he received the reward.
<Tongue that Mocks Dimensions>: Title bestowed upon those who defeat opponents of a higher rank without using force, using only words. Skill: Induces significant mental confusion when conversing with opponents of a higher rank.
'Huh?'
Raon's eyes widened as he read the effect of the title.
'Significant level?'
When it was <Tongue that Mocks the World>, the confusion effect was minimal, and when it was <Tongue that Mocks Heaven and Earth>, it was average. But now that it had become 'Dimensions', the confusion effect had increased to a significant level. Even though his words were already quite effective, with this effect, he felt like he could sell water as wine.
-¡Nooooo!
Wrath, who had been enjoying the taste of the cookie while sucking his fingers, jumped like a live fish.
-¡This bastard doesn't need a title like that! Demon Kings already bring tribute just by moving their mouths, so why reinforce the title?
Wrath shouted into the void, saying he couldn't understand it.
"Ah, it's true. You always said my tongue wasn't just at the level of heaven and earth, but at the dimensional level, and it really became that."
Raon laughed while patting Wrath's head.
-¡It's clear they did it after hearing that!
Wrath gritted his teeth at the message, saying he was still in a battle of wills.
'By the way, does this work on you too?'
-¡Absolutely not! How could something created by my own authority have an effect on me!
He shook his head while averting his gaze. The fact that he was whistling made it clear that it worked on him. It seemed that even he was lying now that they had become closer.
'I see.'
Raon smiled as he watched Wrath look around. This title enhancement could be the greatest reward he received today.
'Then lastly.'
Raon took a deep breath and shouted the final message.
[The Trait <Lust> is unlocked.]
He read the message about unlocking <Lust>, which could be considered the main event of the day. <Lust>: Upon crossing gazes, one can accumulate various forms of affection. The more people gain affection for you, the stronger all stats, soul realm, and body firmness become.
'Is this crazy?'
Raon swallowed hard as he read the description of Lust. He was worried about the meaning implied by the name <Lust>, but upon reading the content, everything was fine.
-That's because your lust is weak.
Wrath clicked his tongue while looking at the contents of Lust. He snorted and said that if lust had been stronger, it would have become a more explicit skill.
-I thought the authority couldn't be unlocked because you're more chaste than a monk, but it seems you're not completely free of lust.
Wrath rolled his eyes and elbowed Raon with his round elbow.
'One...'
Raon smiled awkwardly and looked away. In his past life, he couldn't even develop feelings of sympathy for anyone, let alone date anyone, and in this life, revenge had been his priority, so he couldn't have a relationship with anyone.
But seeing Sylvia and Edgar sacrifice themselves for each other and finally reunite to share their love, he had a small desire that if he survived after completing his revenge, he would like to meet someone and have a normal love.
That emotion might have awakened Lust.
—But what is that about physical resilience?
Raon tilted his head and looked at the content attached at the end of the description of Lust. He could understand everything else, but he couldn't understand why Lust strengthened the body.
-B-well, to satisfy lust, does the body need to be robust?
'Huh? What do you mean?'
-Simply put, you shouldn't die, right?
Wrath quickly moved his lips as if he was embarrassed.
'Ah, so that's what the various forms of...'
-¡Ah! ¡This king doesn't know! Stop asking!
He shouted that it was good anyway and his face turned red.
'Mmm...'
Raon lowered his eyebrows as he looked at the message again.
'Build various forms of affection with all those who make eye contact...'
He could understand that content more or less. It seemed like it could be interpreted not only as sexual affection, but also as friendship or goodwill.
'Wrath.'
-¡Stop calling me!
Wrath waved his chubby hand, saying it was annoying.
"This skill says it works with eye contact. Just in case."
-¡Ja! Do you think that will work unconditionally? It won't work easily on those with a higher soul state than you! Besides, this king doesn't feel any affection for you...
It was then that he scoffed and said it absolutely wouldn't work.
[You have gained the affection of <Wrath>.]
[All skill scores increase.]
[Your soul state increases.]
"..."
-...
Raon and Wrath were momentarily speechless as they looked at the newly appeared message.
-¡N-no! ¡It's not true!
Wrath shouted and his face turned red.
-¡This damn system is spreading lies!
-Thank you, Wrath.
Raon nodded calmly and put his hand on Wrath's shoulder.
-¡Just go away!
* * *
The next day, Raon went out to the training ground in time for the morning training session. The Light Wind division swordsmen were warming up with basic training as instructed by the Game Monster.
"Seeing them directly isn't bad at all."
Martha clicked her tongue briefly as she watched the swordsmen's movements.
"As the Game Monster said, it seems they've been training diligently every day."
Burren nodded and said it was decent growth.
"Yes. They didn't slack off..."
Runaan also blinked with her sleepy eyes as she looked at the Light Wind division.
"Mmm..."
Raon lowered his eyebrows and crossed his arms.
'I want to crush them...'
-Crush them? Your subordinates? That's crazy!
Wrath opened his eyes wide as if he was dumbfounded.
"I don't mean crush them literally, I mean I want to train them."
He waved his hand and smiled slightly.
-Then do it, why not?
'The game monster said something.'
-That old drunk?
"He said not to push them too hard since the Light Wind division also trained hard while we were gone."
This morning, the Game Monster had come to say that the Light Wind division had also done their best to train, so don't push them too hard. Because of those words, he couldn't move rashly. Rimmer had also said that the Light Wind division had trained without fail every day, so he felt guilty for forcing them to train.
-I didn't know you cared about those things.
"I take people's feelings into account, you know?"
-¡And no way! If there's anything this king can't accept, it's that. You're the most inconsiderate person this king has ever seen!
Wrath snorted, saying not to talk nonsense.
"If they had completely slacked off, we could have beaten them up, but it's ambiguous because that's not the case."
Martha frowned. She muttered that it was difficult to touch them openly because Kerin and the other swordsmen showed signs of having trained diligently.
"It's not that they're slow, but we came back too quickly after growing too fast. We should watch them slowly."
Burren nodded calmly and said they should take their time to take care of them.
"No, it would be too late."
Raon shook his head firmly. It was certain that they would soon go on a mission, so he needed to make them grow quickly before that.
“So what are we going to do then? It feels a little wrong to force them.”
"I have a way."
Raon smiled and approached Dorian.
"Dorio."
"¿Sí?"
Dorian, who was eating a snack, flinched and turned his head.
"Doesn't it anger you that they seem to have taken things easy while you trained to the point of death?"
"Well, it feels a little like that..."
"You suffered under Zalek's yoke until your cheeks sank so much, but you can see that they've been eating and sleeping well, right?"
Raon pointed to the Light Wind division while looking Dorian in the eye.
—Now that you mention it, division leader, it seems that way. There isn't a single one of them who has lost weight!
Dorian frowned and chewed his snack roughly.
"¿Bien?"
Of course, he didn't mention the unnecessary fact that they were already all muscle and couldn't lose any more weight.
"So why don't you show them how hard you've been training?"
Raon pointed to Kerin, who was looking in that direction.
"Let's beat up your rival and show him how hard our training was."
"¡Comprendido!"
Dorian shouted energetically and walked forward.
"¡Oye! ¡Let's fight!"
He quickly approached Kerin and nodded his chin.
"¿Yo? ¿With me?"
Kerin exhaled, pointing to himself.
"I'll show you how much I've developed while you were comfortably eating and sleeping."
Dorian clenched his fist, saying he would crush him in an instant.
"¡Ja!"
Kerin frowned deeply.
"Overconfident? I only distrusted the division leader and squadron leaders, I didn't care about those who were like you! You damn green-haired bastard!"
He bared his teeth and looked at Dorian's green hair.
"¡That's right!"
"¡Know your place!"
"¡Just go around screaming for supplies like always!"
The other swordsmen also rolled their eyes as if they found it ridiculous.
"So how about this?"
Suddenly, Raon approached and stood in front of Kerin and Dorian.
"Krein and Dorian will fight, and the losing side will follow the winning side's training method. All of you."
Raon smiled as he looked at Kerin and the swordsmen behind him.
"Mmm..."
Kerin trembled his lips as if he was afraid that Raon had intervened.
"The division leader could help him."
He shook his head and said he couldn't rely on that.
"I swear I won't help at all. And if Dorian can't finish this in five exchanges, we'll consider it our loss."
"¿Five exchanges?"
Kerin raised his eyebrows as if he was dumbfounded.
"¡You're underestimating me too much! ¡If I fight Dorian ten times, I'll win at least seven!"
He shook his head and said their styles were too different even before considering skill.
"That's why I say let's do it. Aren't you sure?"
Raon nodded his chin and narrowed his eyes.
"¡Uf! I'll do it."
"Alright."
Raon moistened his lips with his eyes as if he was watching a fish that had taken the bait.
"Let's start right now."
* * *
Kerin pressed his lips tightly as he faced Dorian on the training ground.
"I could lose to other squadron leaders, but never to this guy."
Burren, Martha, and Runaan had become visibly stronger. Even at a glance, they seemed to have reached the peak of the Master level. But Dorian was different. Although he had lost weight, there wasn't much change in his martial prowess or aura. If anything, he seemed weaker because Kerin himself had become stronger.
«But there must be something.»
Seeing Raon make such a bet, Dorian must have prepared some martial technique. However, Kerin had also trained as best he could. He was sure he could withstand Dorian's five exchanges no matter what.
"I can't lose to this supply parrot."
As a seventh-rank member of the Light Wind division, he couldn't lose to Dorian, who only shouted about supplies every day.
With a metallic sound, Kerin drew his sword, feeling the gaze of the other swordsmen on his back. With a resonant sound, Dorian calmly raised his sword halfway, with a more serene expression than usual.
"Are you both ready?"
Raon quickly lowered his hand after checking Dorian and Kerin's condition.
"¡Then begin the duel!"
He announced the start of the duel and immediately stepped back.
"¡I didn't slack off either!"
Kerin bit his lip and attacked with both hands the sword he held. It was a thrust that aimed for the vital point in an instant, breaking the opponent's aura. Although it was a sword technique he often used, its speed and power had become very different thanks to two months of training.
Dorian advanced with footwork and swordsmanship maximized in speed, making it impossible to predict where he was aiming.
'It's over.'
Kerin pursed his lips. The moment his sword pierced the space, the situation ended. With Dorian's skill, he couldn't block his attack when his reaction lagged.
Just as he was about to attack Dorian's waist, thinking he would mock Raon, Dorian's sword fell like mountain stream water, curved and trembling.
With a clashing sound, Dorian perfectly defended against his attack with a sword trajectory that curved as if he had read the direction of his attack. Kerin's sword was violently deflected. But Dorian didn't counterattack and simply waited in that position.
"Take your stance."
Dorian nodded calmly as if he was giving him another chance.
"...You'll regret this."
Kerin bit his lip tightly and pulled his sword stuck in the ground.
'Focus.'
It seemed there had been a change in Dorian. He had been too dismissive despite thinking that. He shouldn't think hastily about victory, but calmly subdue him.
-Then let's go with the variation.
Normally, Dorian is weak against complex sword techniques. If he focuses on the variable sword he trained with the Game Monster, he should be able to win enough. With a whistling sound, Kerin inhaled and lunged at Dorian. He loosened his grip on the sword slightly and traced a star-shaped trajectory in the air.
With a resonant sound, he performed a sword technique that struck five times in a single blow, repeating it four times to create twenty sword strikes. It was a sword technique that the Game Monster had interpreted for him.
'¡This should be enough!'
Believing that he could sufficiently subdue Dorian, he extended his sword with all his might.
"Mmm."
Dorian, as if reading his sword again, calmly lowered his sword with a serene gaze. Dorian's sword gently swirled, erasing all the changes formed by the technique. It felt as if his thoughts were being read.
With a resonant sound, his sword perfectly pushed Kerin's sword and stopped right in front of his neck.
"It's over."
Dorian nodded his chin with eyes as calm as if he had been meditating.
"Oh..."
Kerin trembled as he looked at Dorian's blue sword in front of him.
"I... I lost."
He finally admitted defeat and lowered his head.
"¿Q-what? What just happened?"
"¿Krein lost consecutively? And therefore unilaterally?"
"Those two were always evenly matched."
"This, this doesn't make sense..."
The swordsmen of the Light Wind division gaped at the sight of Dorian, who had overwhelmed Kerin.
"What the hell! Your aura and energy are the same, why have you become so strong?"
Kerin shouted that he couldn't understand while grabbing Dorian's arm.
"Why? It's very simple."
Dorian nodded as if he had been waiting for this.
"It's because I did exactly what the division leader told me."
He repeated Raon's words verbatim as he lowered his sword.
"It wasn't even difficult, I just lost some weight and the training was really good."
Dorian smiled and said the training he had done in the Holy Sword Alliance was excellent.
"¡Division leader!"
Kerin bit his lip and then knelt before Raon.
"¡Please, give me the same training as that guy! ¡I'll do anything!"
"¡Please, me too!"
"¡We'll do it together!"
The swordsmen of the Light Wind division shouted that they would do any training, breaking the Game Monster's protective barrier on their own, as if mocking the Game Monster's attempt to protect them from Raon. They seemed to feel both crisis and anticipation for the change in Dorian, who hadn't shown much difference before.
"I'll teach you. It's not difficult."
Raon raised his chin slightly and drew a deep smile.
-¡Q-what! Did you plan this from the beginning?
Wrath clicked his teeth and said it was incredible.
'That's right.'
-¡See! ¡I told you this guy doesn't need a tongue title! He crushes everyone with just his basic tongue!
He shouted, asking why he had been given such a title.
"Everyone, get ready. It might be a little difficult."
Raon drew a slight smile as he looked into the eyes of the Light Wind division swordsmen filled with enthusiasm.
-But how are you going to do it? The wallet guy got stronger not because of his martial prowess, but because of the Mind's Eye effect!
Wrath opened his eyes wide and wondered what he was thinking.
"Is the perception of crisis so important? If they get beaten up until they're almost killed, they'll naturally develop it."
Raon smiled and said it would be fine.
-...Is this really a human?
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