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“There should also be some ancient manuals of advanced swordsmanship in the Sage Martial Palace.”
Martha nodded and said that she should return to her family and look for martial arts manuals.
“Yes. I too…”
Runaan also blinked and said he would bring the swordsmanship manuals from the Sullion family.
“Swordsmanship manuals are useless even as firewood! Just bring the delicious food from your families!”
Wrath shook his head up and down, as if he was going crazy and about to jump.
“Are you… dancing?”
Burren’s eyes widened as he watched Wrath wriggle.
“Are you that happy?”
He laughed heartily and said he should bring all the swordsmanship manuals he could.
“Eyeball! Have you really become a mere eyeball? What do you think of this dancing?!”
Wrath burst into furious shouts, wondering why they couldn’t understand.
“I’m going crazy! These fools are too pure to deal with the greatest trickster of all dimensions!”
He beat his chest, lamenting why he was surrounded by idiots.
“Calm down. I told them to bring swordsmanship manuals for your sake.”
Raon patted Wrath’s reddened shoulder.
“What nonsense! You wanted to take advantage of this!”
Wrath gritted his teeth and told Raon not to say nonsense.
‘Think about it. Those guys were so nervous they were shaking when they heard you were a demon king. But…’
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Wrath.
“If that great demon king immediately said, ‘Bring this king food!’ upon meeting him, it would completely destroy his dignity. He was just preserving your reputation as the Monarch of Wrath.”
He tilted his chin, telling Wrath to think about it carefully.
“I-Is that so?”
‘That’s what I’m saying! How would you feel if a human king you met to negotiate with told you, ‘I like food, so bring me all the food in the human world’?”
“Would it, would that be delicious?”
“No! It would be disappointing. They would call you a glutton, who doesn’t know time or place!”
Raon persuaded him, saying that he was really preserving the demon king’s dignity.
“Besides, you don’t need to get food from others. I promised you that I would let you eat whatever you wanted for a week after we returned. Oh, right. I’ll extend it to ten days.”
He extended ten fingers in front of Wrath’s eyes.
“Ten days? Ahem! If you put it that way, I have no choice but to believe you. Hehehe.”
As soon as Wrath heard that he could eat his favorite food for ten days, he smiled as if he had never been angry.
“Oh, that was easy.”
“Eh? What did you say?”
‘Nothing.’
Raon waved his hand with a smile.
“But to think that it wasn’t an ordinary demon, but a demon king who saved us and helped us…”
Martha lowered her chin slightly as she looked at Raon.
“It seems that the stereotype that all demons are evil is crumbling.”
She sighed briefly, saying that the world was really complicated.
“Angels were evil…”
Runaan pouted, apparently remembering the Archangel Uriel that Derus had summoned.
“That demon king, I mean, that demon king in question also helped us in other ways?”
Burren leaned forward, looking with curiosity.
“The Flame Demon General incident was the biggest, but there were many others.”
After moistening his throat with some cold tea, Raon briefly explained the events that had occurred.
“To think that there was a battle between demon kings in the Holy Kingdom of Suphren…”
Burren’s mouth opened in disbelief.
“A demon king’s battle in the Holy Kingdom. It would be a good story, wouldn’t it? Though we would be terribly cursed.”
Martha chuckled and said it would be interesting.
“You were always by our side…”
Runaan tilted his head slightly and said thank you.
“What kind of items are there in the demon king’s castle? I bet it’s full of supplies that we must have without fail.”
Dorian licked his lips for a long time, as if he was thinking of plundering the demon king’s castle for the Sephia Company.
“Now I understand the events that were beyond my comprehension before.”
Sheryl nodded calmly, saying that all her questions had been answered.
“Raon. What is the name of the demon king who is with you?”
She looked at Raon, breathing slowly and deeply.
“It’s Wrath, the Monarch of Wrath.”
“Is he still by your side now?”
“Yes, he’s on my shoulder.”
“I see.”
As soon as Sheryl heard that Wrath was on his shoulder, she got up from her chair and stood in front of him.
“The Zieghart Light Sword pays homage to Wrath, the Monarch of Wrath.” (E/N: yes, using Rimmer’s title)
She drew her twin swords and performed the formal Zieghart sword salute.
“Thank you for helping Raon and the Light Wind division all this time.”
Sheryl conveyed her gratitude with a noble aura, as if revealing her true feelings.
“Miss Sheryl?”
“Normally this useless slacker should be doing this, but since he’s not here, I’m doing it in his place.”
She shook her head, saying that she was conveying gratitude on behalf of Rimmer for saving his disciples.
“We will join too.”
Burren slowly got up and stood behind Sheryl.
“That’s right. It’s a bit late, but…”
Martha nodded and drew her sword.
“Yes. Of course…”
Runaan also gently opened his eyes and held Snow Flower upside down.
“It is the duty of both the merchant and the swordsman to pay their respects.”
Dorian smiled as he touched the Zieghart emblem with his hand.
“Thank you for helping us all this time!”
Burren, Martha, Runaan, and Dorian stood behind Sheryl and performed a sword salute towards Wrath.
“Oh…”
Wrath’s lips trembled as if he had never imagined receiving so much gratitude from them.
“I-Is it okay to salute me like that, a demon? If others find out about this…”
“They won’t care about that.”
“What?”
“Everyone knows that it’s the person, not the race, that matters.”
“Ah…”
‘Don’t get so nervous.’
Raon smiled and pushed Wrath’s back forward.
“It’s partly thanks to you that they have grown so well.”
He nodded, telling Wrath to accept their salute.
“….”
Although Wrath had always considered the Light Wind division to be his subordinates, he seemed worried about the relationship between demons and humans. At the same time, he seemed unexpectedly touched by the gratitude of those he had helped without expecting anything in return.
“Ahem!”
Wrath cleared his throat and turned his head sharply.
“It’s natural for a king to help his subordinates! It wasn’t much, so there’s no need for so much praise!”
He waved his hand and said it was no big deal. However, judging by his reddened cheeks and the moisture in his voice, he seemed genuinely touched.
“Now that the greetings are over, bring me some bead ice cream!”
Wrath sobbed and gestured for them to bring ice cream.
“What did he say?”
Burren tilted his head as he saw Wrath’s gesture.
“He says it’s nothing compared to his abilities, so don’t praise him.”
This time, Raon conveyed Wrath’s words without changing them.
“As expected of a demon king! How magnanimous!”
Martha drew a big smile, saying she liked him.
“What does he look like? I’d like to see him sometime.”
“Me too…”
Runaan also nodded, saying he wanted to see Wrath directly.
“He doesn’t seem like a demon king. I could easily accept it when Raon said he was a sea spirit. I’m not sure if it’s okay to say this, but he seems very cute…”
Burren chuckled and said he looked like a bunch of blue clouds.
“Cute clouds? Your eyes have already been broken! I’m the Monarch of Wrath! I have nothing to do with the word cute!”
Wrath shouted loudly, telling them to take it back. His appearance of wagging his tail while saying not to call him cute looked like that of a small and cute animal like a rabbit or a squirrel.
“I’m still thinking about the demon king’s castle…”
Dorian drooled as he laughed.
“What kind of items are there and where? How much can I carry?”
His eyes sparkled as if he was seriously considering plundering the demon king’s castle for the Sephia Company.
“T-That guy really isn’t good!”
Wrath’s shoulders trembled as if he felt danger.
“I must issue a castle entry ban on the demon king’s castle! We must not let him in under any circumstances!”
He gritted his teeth, thinking he needed to add an entry ban, which he had previously only imposed on Lust and one other.
“One more thing.”
Raon raised a finger with a smile.
“He says to bring bead ice cream?”
“Eh…?”
Wrath turned his head as if he was scared.
“What’s wrong with you?”
He turned his head with moisture in his eyes, as if he was truly surprised.
“I just didn’t want to ruin this atmosphere.”
This time, Raon told everything exactly as it was, wanting to see more of Wrath’s touched appearance.
“Sigh, joking at a time like this, are you trying to carry out that person’s will?”
Burren clicked his tongue and told Raon not to imitate Rimmer.
“It’s disgustingly unfunny.”
Martha waved her hand, telling him to shut up if he was going to say nonsense.
“Come on! What demon king eats ice cream? I won’t fall for those lies either!”
Dorian snorted, telling Raon not to damage the demon king’s dignity.
“Raon, you don’t have to tell those lies. I can buy you ice cream if you want.”
Sheryl put away her twin swords and told him to say if he wanted ice cream.
“Eh…?”
Wrath blinked in confusion.
“I-It’s true, why don’t you believe it? This king said it himself!”
He shook his head, saying he didn’t understand.
“I already told you. Who would believe that the Monarch of Wrath, and not the Monarch of Gluttony, would demand food and love ice cream?”
He lowered his hand, saying that breaking this stereotype would be even harder than convincing them that angels were evil.
“I-It’s true! This king likes pearl ice cream!”
Wrath shouted that he liked ice cream with a trembling chin. He shouted and grabbed his head as if he realized that what he desired most wasn’t going to happen.
“Ungrateful gang! I’ll never help you again…”
“Let’s go.”
As Wrath complained that he would never help them again while gnashing his teeth, Runaan nodded.
“I’ll buy you all the bead ice cream.”
Runaan said he would buy Wrath bead ice cream of all flavors while inhaling.
“Ah, Ice Cream Girl!”
Wrath sobbed as he looked at Runaan.
“As expected, only the Ice Cream Girl understands this king’s heart!”
He clenched his fist and said he would take care of Runaan even if he died.
“Runaan, don’t be fooled.”
Burren shook his head.
“It’s all a joke by Raon. Demon King, you’re angry now, right?”
He frowned and said Wrath was clenching his fist now.
“That goddamn bulging-eyed bastard! He really needs to be taught a lesson! Give me back those eyes!”
Wrath lunged at Burren and told him he needed to get his eyes back.
“Ah! Do you like me that much?”
Burren smiled cheerfully, apparently interpreting Wrath’s angry attack as a gesture of gratitude.
“How could I like you! I feel like I’m going to burst because of these idiots!”
Wrath grabbed and shook his own head, saying he was too frustrated.
‘This is fun.’
Raon, who had created this whole situation, watched Wrath’s spectacle with interested eyes.
‘Should I do this again later?’
***
The next morning, Raon headed to the front gate of the Sephia Company with Borgos and the masters whose wounds had been treated. Adis seemed to know they would be leaving in the morning, as he was waiting for them outside.
“Are you leaving?”
Adis moistened his lips and said it seemed too early for them to leave.
“Yes.”
Raon nodded as he massaged his neck.
“It would be better for everyone if we left quickly, as we don’t know when the Black Tower might start tracking us.”
The Black Tower had targeted both Balrog and the Grey Hammer Guild. Staying there could bring harm not only to them but also to the Sephia Company, so returning quickly was the best option.
“Thank you for your consideration in many ways.”
He bowed to Adis and thanked him for his help.
“No, I should be the one thanking you. You saved my old comrades.”
Adis bowed his head in response, thanking him for saving Borgos and the masters of the Grey Hammer Guild.
“Goodbye…”
Borgos bit his lip, apparently feeling Adis’ sincerity.
“It’s a shame to leave this place, but there’s nothing that can be done. Take care.”
Adis smiled warmly, bidding them farewell not like a merchant’s farewell, but like that of a friend.
“Hmph, if Zieghart’s atmosphere isn’t to my liking, I’ll return immediately, so be prepared.”
Borgos snorted and wrinkled the bridge of his nose.
“Of course. I’ll have plenty of your favorite beer ready, Master Borgos.”
Adis smiled and said there would always be a place ready for him.
“Well, then I’m off. The farewell greetings won’t take long anyway.”
Borgos turned around and said it was time to go. Despite his words, his legs moved slowly, suggesting that he didn’t want to leave.
“Understood.”
Raon nodded with a smile.
“Then see you next time, President.”
After bowing to Adis, he followed Borgos.
“By meeting the president, I learned what a true merchant is. I learned that people come before money.”
Burren gave a respectful salute, placing his hand on his chest as if he was expressing his true feelings.
“See you again, Dorian’s dad.”
“Goodbye…”
On the other hand, Martha and Runaan said goodbye in a light but friendly manner before turning their backs.
“Hey! You should speak with more respect to adults!”
Burren chased after Martha and Runaan with a flushed face, scolding them.
“Father.”
Dorian approached Adis after looking back.
“Dorio.”
Adis nodded briefly while looking at his grown son.
“Are you enjoying your stay in Zieghart?”
“It’s a bit scary, but it’s even more fun and there’s a lot to learn.”
Dorian straightened his back. The boy who used to run away in fear of his father was nowhere to be seen.
“I see.”
Adis nodded, with warmth in his calm gaze.
“I have a lot to do as head of the company.”
“Eh? Why are you suddenly saying that…”
“It means I still have a long way to go before I can hand this company over to you. Go and experience more of the world until the time comes for your formal training as successor.”
He smiled bravely and said he would keep the position of head of the company until that journey ended.
“Ah…”
Dorian looked at Adis’ warm eyes, drew his sword, and held it upside down. He performed the Zieghart sword salute, pressing the silver blade against the ground.
“Next time I will return having grown even more so as not to disappoint your expectations!”
“Okay. I’ll be looking forward to it.”
Adis nodded with a gentle smile.
“Yes, then!”
Dorian laughed as if he had never been serious and followed Raon. His appearance of turning back from time to time to wave was identical to the one he had when he walked behind Adis as a child who was learning to walk.
“To think that boy already has those eyes…”
Adis’ gaze softened as he watched Dorian’s back, which had become wider than his own.
“Children really do grow up fast.”
“Indeed. It seems like yesterday when young Master Dorian was learning to walk.”
Butler Ligwin nodded in agreement.
“Um, Mr. President.”
While they were both lost in memories, the warehouse manager approached.
“If it’s not important, could you tell me later? I’m in a good mood now.”
Adis shook his head, as if telling him not to bother him, and stared at the figures of Dorian and Raon walking away.
“It’s important!!”
The manager took another step forward, saying it was urgent.
“Hmm, then go ahead.”
Adis nodded as if he had no choice.
“Young Master Dorian took items from the company!”
“Is that all? I already knew that. We have enough supplies anyway…”
“No! While you two were focused on the Grey Hammer Guild masters, he completely ransacked us early this morning!”
The manager showed hastily prepared documents and said the problem was serious.
“If we let him go like this, we won’t be able to make any transactions this month. The financial damage is astronomical…”
He spoke as if he was about to faint, saying there was nothing left.
“That little…”
Adis pointed at Dorian with a trembling finger.
“Catch that bastard thief!”
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