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'Is greed awakening?'
Raon squinted as he read the message stating that he had obtained Greed.
'Did the adaptation to the Authority finish so quickly?'
Generally, the Authorities of the demon kings take considerable time to awaken without special circumstances. However, the <Greed> transmitted by Greed seemed to have already adapted to his body, despite being acquired so recently.
- Why else would it be?
Wrath frowned as he read the message.
- It's because you're as greedy as that damn miser!
He snorted, questioning why Raon was doubting the obvious.
'Me?'
Raon chuckled softly while looking at Wrath.
'I'm quite generous, you know? If others knew my true nature, they would call me a saint.'
- What nonsense!
Wrath rolled his blue eyes.
- A saint? You, who have stripped this king to the bone? You're just a scoundrel!
He was furious, refusing to accept the term 'saint' for Raon.
'Anyway, this isn't because of my greed...'
Raon shook his head while looking at the message again.
'It’s probably due to my past experiences and the newly acquired traits.'
After using various authorities in the battle against the Master of the Black Tower, he had acquired the trait <Authority Manipulation>, which seemed to have allowed his body to adapt to the powers of the demon kings.
'So, what's next?'
As Raon was about to raise his finger to check the next message, someone grabbed his shoulder.
"Master of the Palace? Lord Raon? Young Master?"
It was Dorian. His eyes were half-rolled back as he called Raon by three different names.
"Aren't you going to enter? I can't wait any longer..."
He trembled like a puppy needing to pee, with his arms and legs shaking. Like a man obsessed with supplies, just thinking about entering the Zieghart treasury seemed to have driven him insane.
"That's right! Let's go in before the Central Martial Palace takes everything!"
Martha stomped her foot, urging everyone to quickly enter the treasury.
"Well, I'm also struggling to wait this time..."
Burren swallowed hard, apparently excited.
"The Rakshasa woman has no patience..."
Runaan waved her hand, saying it was typical of a Rakshasa.
"Don't call me Rakshasa! Ice Queen!"
Martha gritted her teeth and lunged at Runaan.
"But I'm a fairy, you know? The Moonlight Fairy."
Runaan placed her hands on her hips, asking to be called by her pretty alias, the Moonlight Fairy.
"Damn it..."
Martha stopped dead in her tracks, audibly grinding her teeth. She seemed upset that Runaan was now a fairy while she still referred to herself as a Rakshasa.
"Um, should we stop and prepare now? I might die."
Krein pointed at Dorian, who had started foaming at the mouth, and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Treasures. Treasures! Treaasuuures!"
Dorian, apparently insane, waved his arms up and down, shouting only 'treasure'.
"Sigh..."
Raon chuckled softly as he looked at the frantic Dorian. Not just Burren, Martha, and Runaan, but all the other swordsmen from the Light Wind Palace were filled with anticipation, so it seemed reckless to delay it any longer.
"Let's go in."
He gestured to the swordsmen of the Light Wind Palace and crossed into the dimension glowing with golden light. A warm sensation, like diving into a summer sea, coursed through his entire body. When his feet touched the ground and he lifted his eyelids, a space larger than even the Grand Training Hall appeared before him.
To the right, unknown elixirs brimming with vibrant vitality were displayed in glass cases, and to the left, weapons crafted by renowned masters lined luxurious wooden tables.
Behind them, various artifacts shone brilliantly in showcases, waiting for their owners. Finally, at the end of the golden treasury, a circular shelf rose as if reaching the sky. It was the same shelf that had gifted him the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.
"Ah!"
Seeing the thousand-year history of Zieghart piled up, an exclamation involuntarily escaped his lips.
'This place is the same. No, it seems there’s even more now.'
Even though it wasn't his first time entering this treasury, he couldn't help but feel amazed.
"As expected, it’s incredible..."
Burren chuckled softly as he looked at the Zieghart treasury, which couldn't be encompassed in a single glance.
"This is madness. Can we take anything from here?"
Martha licked her lips, apparently conflicted about what to choose.
"I want that..."
Runaan moved without hesitation, as if she had already made her decision.
"This place never ceases to amaze me."
Trevin shook his head, his attitude suggesting that he had been here before.
"Wow!"
"I'm speechless..."
"There's so much, I don't know what to take."
"Should we just look around first?"
The swordsmen from the Light Wind Palace, overwhelmed by the scale of the treasury, hunched over and dispersed in different directions.
"Kyaaaah!"
Dorian screamed, twisting his cheeks as soon as he entered the treasury.
"Now I can die without regrets! I've fulfilled all my dreams!"
He knelt down, shouting for someone to kill him.
"I'm too happy..."
"Shut up already!"
Krein, unable to take it anymore, shoved his glove into Dorian's mouth. If he hadn't stopped him, he felt like his eardrums might have burst.
"..."
Raon quickly averted his gaze, thinking that Karoon might get angry about the commotion. He was simply inspecting the treasures as if appreciating pieces of art, without choosing any item.
"Shut up..."
Raon gave Dorian a thump on the forehead while keeping an eye on Karoon. He stepped slightly forward and pressed the message of Greed that was still visible before his eyes. [Greed: Every time you receive something you desire from others, all your skills and Authorities increase. The greater the value of what you receive, the greater the increase.]
'This isn't bad.'
Gaining strength every time he received something he wanted from others: it was a perfectly suitable trait for him.
'And it activated at the right moment.'
It was fortunate that Greed had awakened just before he was about to obtain the desired treasures from the Zieghart treasury. Since all the items here were of great value, he could significantly enhance his skills and Authorities.
'Is it really looking out for me?'
- I tell you it is!
Wrath gritted his teeth and pressed his head against Raon's cheek.
- This damn system is only looking out for you while it thinks of ways to torment this king!
He waved his fist in the air, insisting it was safe.
'Then I should be grateful, right?'
Raon tilted his head toward the air before heading toward the showcase containing the elixirs.
"What should I take to catch up with those guys?"
Burren took a deep breath, pressing his nose against the showcase as if trying to choose an elixir.
"Hmm..."
Raon stood next to Burren, examining the elixirs imbued with natural energy.
"Are you thinking of choosing an elixir?"
Glenn approached from the side and nodded slightly.
"The elixirs won't mean much to you now, will they?"
He slightly lowered his eyebrows, suggesting that Raon should choose something else.
"They're not for me to consume, but for treating Olga. I think I will need about two high-quality elixirs to reconstruct her body."
"...I see."
Glenn nodded, seeming to understand now.
"Then take the elixirs for free."
He opened the showcase, saying he would give the elixirs for Olga at no charge.
"Are you sure?"
Raon widened his eyes as he looked at Glenn.
"Didn't you say it yourself? That we couldn't have won this war without the Saint bringing the Sacred Realm of Suphren. Compared to that value, a couple of high-quality elixirs are practically nothing."
Glenn extended his hand and took two elixirs himself.
"This is the White Dew Pill, made by refining a hundred spiritual herbs, and the Spiritual Water Pill, made by boiling the inner cores of spiritual beasts."
He smiled slightly, saying that these two elixirs should be enough to reconstruct Olga's body.
"Thank you."
Raon bowed his head to Glenn as he received the two elixirs.
[The trait <Greed> has activated.]
[All skills increase by 3 points.]
[The value of the trait <Greed> has increased.]
Along with the message that Greed had activated, he could feel the Authority of Greed sleeping in his soul becoming stronger.
- W-what?
Wrath was left dumbfounded in disbelief.
- This was given for free! Why is Greed increasing?
'That doesn't matter. The point is whether I receive something I want from others.'
Even though the elixirs were for Olga, they were still something he wanted, so it was natural for Greed to activate.
- Damn it!
Wrath grabbed his blue hair, saying it was starting over again.
'Now, next...'
After storing one more elixir for emergencies, Raon headed toward the artifacts.
"Hm hm hm..."
Martha, contrary to her Rakshasa nickname, was humming as she tried on beautiful artifacts on her fingers and arms. Raon quietly snuck away, thinking it might cause a scene if she knew he saw her like that.
'I should go elsewhere... Hm?'
As he was about to head toward the weapons, a ring and a necklace placed in a corner caught his attention. The ring set with topaz emanated a heavy earthly energy, while the necklace crafted with emerald exuded a fresh yet sharp wind.
'Are they a set?'
Though the energies contained in the two artifacts were different, their essence was similar. It seemed they had been created as a set from the beginning.
'Not bad.'
Having grown to the point where the energies of wind and earth could now be his weapons, it seemed good to use these artifacts to enhance his power. Raon stored the ring and the necklace before walking toward the weapons.
"Hmm..."
Runaan was blinking, holding a white hairpin that could also be used as a dagger.
'That's not an ordinary item.'
An unusually strong cold and murderous intent emanated from the small hairpin. It seemed to possess demonic energy, like the Blade of Requiem.
'She'll handle it well.'
Runaan was now a Grand Master. Trusting in her mental strength and judgment, he stepped back.
'Black gloves?'
Raon stopped dead in his tracks as he was about to turn right, noticing a pair of black gloves.
'Gloves that never break?'
The black gloves, said to have been made by a continental master 500 years ago, were described as indestructible, made from ground dragon teeth and scales.
'These are pretty good.'
He no longer needed weapons. With three swords plus the Blade of a Thousand Slaughters and the Black Dragon Cloak, any other weapon would be useless for him. These gloves should be enough to protect his hands while wielding swords.
'Then finally, a martial arts manual...'
Raon headed toward the area with martial arts manuals, where most people had gathered.
"Kyooooh!"
Dorian was spinning around the shelf without choosing any item. He really seemed like a madman for the first time in a long while. The swordsmen ignored Dorian and placed their hands on the center of the shelf, each receiving the martial arts manual they needed the most.
"Huooooh!"
Mark Goetun trembled, his eyes filled with joy and surprise, as if he had obtained the martial arts manual he wanted from the shelf.
'It seems he got something good.'
Raon smiled slightly and placed his hand in the center of the shelf. The circular shelf spun clockwise, emitting intense light, and then a book from the top slowly descended like the fluttering wings of a little bird. Raon extended his hand and took the book.
'Silent Sword?'
The book was titled Silent Sword, and even just flipping through the cover, he could tell it was a supreme-grade fencing technique.
'This means there's something I need within this fencing technique.'
That shelf not only dispensed high-level martial arts; it provided the martial art that the swordsman who touched it needed the most. The Silent Sword technique he received would surely have strength and other characteristics beyond merely being powerful.
'It's good that I've obtained an excellent fencing technique, but...'
Raon clicked his tongue briefly while holding the Silent Sword.
'I want more.'
He had taken a total of five items: the emergency elixir, two artifacts, the black gloves, and the Silent Sword, but he still felt greedy.
"Have you chosen everything?"
Glenn approached him, looking down at the five items he held.
"Yes. It's a bit regrettable, but I've chosen everything."
Raon nodded with a smile.
"Do you still feel greedy after choosing five items?"
Glenn smiled slightly, as if he found it amusing.
"It's not that."
Raon calmly shook his head.
"What I really wanted was the martial arts of the Head of House, but it didn't come out, so I feel a bit disappointed."
He bowed his head deeply, recalling Glenn hugging him in Montiro.
"¡Hup!"
Glenn took a deep breath, his fingertips trembling.
"Are you, are you sure? That Silent Sword is the fencing of the 5th Head of House."
"I know that this Silent Sword technique is incredible, but for me, the martial arts of the Head of House is the best."
Raon nodded, saying that he was using the Supreme Harmony Steps, the Azure Sky Sword, and the Heavenly Thunder Arts well. He raised his eyes slightly, creating a pitiful look.
[Ahem! Then I will go fetch you one.]
Glenn sent an aura message so that others could not hear, then hurriedly left. His earlobes and cheeks were flushed as if he were excited.
'It worked.'
Raon licked his lips as he watched Glenn's slightly trembling shoulders.
'I threw it out just in case, but I didn't expect it to work so well.'
Glenn had clearly shown his favor toward him in Montiro. Believing in that, he had sent a signal asking for teachings, and it seemed to have worked perfectly.
'If I get the fencing of my grandfather, it's as good as obtaining Greed.'
The value of Greed increases drastically every time something valuable is obtained, so if he receives Glenn's teachings, he should be able to gain a significant amount of skill points.
- Urgh...
Wrath gritted his teeth as he looked at Raon.
- No matter how you think about it, you should have become the demon king of Greed! Greedy pig!
'Fine. Then you're Gluttony.'
Wrath waved his hand, releasing his anger.
[The trait <Greed> has activated.]
[All skills increase by 10 points.]
[The value of the trait <Greed> has increased.]
As if calculating all the items obtained after the elixir at once, his skills increased by 10 points, and he could feel Greed buried in his soul becoming stronger.
- See!
Wrath shouted upon seeing the message that had just appeared.
- Even Greed isn't as bad as you! Consciousness-less human!
* * *
Raon exited the Lord's Mansion after gathering all the treasures. As he was about to return to the annex building, he saw Saint Olga leaning against the wall, as if blocking the way.
"What are you doing here?"
He didn't understand why she was waiting here when he had assigned a guide to take her to the annex building.
"I was waiting for you?"
"Huh?"
"There are so many strangers..."
Olga slightly lowered her eyes, saying how could she go alone when everyone was strangers. It was surprising to see the delinquent saint, who cursed strangers and smoked cigarettes, feeling shy in a place like this.
"Then let's go together."
Raon gestured to Olga, saying he would personally guide her.
"Um..."
Olga bit her lip, seeming a bit anxious, and followed him.
"What treasures did you choose?"
She tilted her chin slightly, seeming somewhat interested.
"A martial arts manual, artifacts, gloves, and elixirs."
"Martial arts manual?"
Olga shook her head.
"You're already so strong, do you need more martial arts manuals?"
"Of course."
Raon nodded calmly.
"There’s no end to the path of the sword. Even the Head of House is constantly refining his fencing."
If even Glenn never stopped walking the path of the sword, he couldn’t be satisfied yet. Whether it was Silent Sword or other techniques, he had to keep training and advancing.
"No end, huh..."
Olga closed her eyes, a hint of emptiness in her voice. It seemed she still didn't believe she could live longer.
"..."
Raon remained silent to give Olga time, guiding her quietly. As they passed through the garden of the annex building, various food aromas floated from the dining hall.
- Wow!
Wrath exclaimed even before seeing the food.
- Beef bone soup, pineapple pizza, lamb chops, steamed lobster, and even a whole roasted pig! They have it all!
He smiled broadly, having discovered the entire menu just by the smell. It was amusing to see the demon king of Gluttony calling it greedy.
"Come in."
When Raon opened the entrance, Sylvia and Sia jumped as if they had been waiting.
"Raon. You must have been through a lot..."
Sylvia hugged him, thanking him for returning safe and sound after such a difficult battle.
"Good job!"
Sia followed Sylvia and also hugged him.
"Thank you. And we have a guest."
Raon patted Sylvia and Sia on the back and pointed to Olga, who was standing a few steps away.
"You must be the Saint! I've heard a lot about you!"
Sylvia inclined her head toward Olga, welcoming her.
"Older sister. You look amazing!"
Sia's eyes widened, saying that the tattoos on Olga's body looked great.
"...I’m Olga."
Olga inclined her head with proper manners, unlike her usual self, perhaps because they were her parents.
"Your beautiful face is filled with fatigue."
Sylvia clapped, and the maids came out from the inner corridor and stood beside Olga.
"We will escort you."
"Huh? Oh! Wait..."
Olga was pulled into the bathroom by the maids before she could say anything.
"Scrub her thoroughly. You don’t want to be embarrassed tomorrow."
Raon laughed as he watched Olga extend her hand as if asking for help.
"What do you mean?"
Olga's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant.
"We start the treatment tomorrow."
Raon smiled as he shook the elixirs he had brought from the Zieghart treasury.
"Your smell will be quite strong, so make sure to wash every nook and cranny properly."
"You..."
Olga's face turned red as she finally understood what he meant.
"Raon!"
Sylvia couldn't hold back and slapped Raon on the back.
"How can you say such things to the Saint!"
"No, I was just giving sincere advice..."
"Who gives advice like that! Tell me properly, will you?"
She frowned, telling him to speak correctly.
"Please wash well. We need to treat you tomorrow."
Raon bowed his head, unable to look Olga in the eye.
"Hah!"
Olga let out a sigh as she looked at Raon.
"So you can't face your mother either. I thought you would order your parents as well."
She shook her head, finding it curious.
"How troublesome do you think I am..."
- It's totally possible!
Wrath nodded, saying it was plausible.
'It's not possible! Bastard!'
Raon pushed Wrath away and looked at Olga sternly.
"Anyway, prepare yourself well. The treatment will be more painful than you think."
"Don't worry."
Olga shook her head as she started walking on her own.
"I'm not afraid of pain anymore."
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