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By the lake behind the annex building. Even without Raon, the sound of fierce sword winds could be heard from the clearing in front of the lake. The swordswoman cutting the lake waves with sharp sword strikes was Sia. She moved her sword in a similar manner to how Raon had always stood there.
"Hah!"
Sia, who had been unleashing the Fangs of Insanity in succession, lightly kicked the ground as if something was not to her liking.
"Is there a problem?"
Judiel smiled lightly as she placed Sia’s snacks on the table beside the lake.
"It’s not working well..."
Sia lowered her head as she planted her wooden sword into the ground.
"What aspect isn’t working well?"
Judiel approached Sia, saying she would help if she could.
"My sword is too stiff."
Sia pouted as if she was dissatisfied with her swordsmanship.
"Raon’s strikes fall beautifully like the sunlight or moonlight..."
She sighed, saying that the Fangs of Insanity technique Raon had taught her was not developing properly.
"From what I can see, they both look amazing."
Judiel smiled lightly as she looked at the blood and sweat on the handle of Sia’s wooden sword.
‘You’ve worked hard.’
That wooden sword was a treasure of Sia’s, obtained personally by Raon. If a sword that had not been crafted long ago looked so worn out, it meant she had been swinging it day and night.
"No! Mine just falls heavily!"
Sia swung her sword again with puffed cheeks. The sword strike fell with a heavy and chilling aura, not only splitting the lake waves but also the bushes behind it.
"Ah..."
Judiel let out a sigh as she saw Sia’s sword strike.
‘Already at this level?’
While she couldn’t understand what a beautifully falling sword meant, the power and sharpness of the swordsmanship far exceeded her expectations. Even if Sia’s body remembered the time she lived as the Green King, she didn’t expect such rapid growth.
"It didn’t work again..."
Sia shook her head, saying it was different from Raon’s sword again.
"I guess I can’t do it."
She slumped her shoulders even after showing a terrifying sword strike that would have left others speechless.
"That’s not true."
Judiel smiled softly as she massaged Sia’s shoulders.
"Young Master Raon didn’t use such a sword from the beginning either."
She had been watching Raon longer than anyone, having infiltrated the annex to watch him from the beginning. Raon’s current swordsmanship was influenced more by effort than talent.
"Young Master Raon practiced swordsmanship in this place every day without fail, whether it rained or snowed. And he did it with joy."
Judiel nodded lightly as she recalled the young Raon slowly growing.
"If you practice slowly every day, you will surely be able to create even more beautiful swordsmanship. That’s what Young Master Raon also said."
She smiled softly as she recited what Raon had previously said about Sia’s talent.
"Raon? Did Raon really say that?"
Sia’s red eyes shone as if she wanted to hear those words directly from Raon.
"Of course! He said that you could reach him if you just put in the effort."
Judiel took Sia’s hand, saying it was now the time when effort was needed.
"Hmm..."
"That’s not right!"
Just as Sia was lowering her gaze slightly, someone moved their hand and jumped out from behind a tree on the right.
"Lord Edgar?"
The person who suddenly appeared was Edgar. Judging by the fact that his approach was not perceived, it seemed he had been watching Sia from the beginning.
"Dad?"
Sia blinked calmly, as if she had been aware of Edgar’s presence.
"It seems you’re too young to understand, but you shouldn’t treat a girl like that, Miss Judiel."
Edgar murmured lightly with a hint of slight regret as he stroked his chin.
"Ah..."
Judiel opened her mouth in a round shape as if she didn’t understand the meaning of Edgar’s words.
"Observe carefully and use them when you become a mother later."
Edgar lightly patted Judiel’s arm before approaching Sia.
"Sia. Are you feeling frustrated because you can’t swing your sword like Raon? That’s fine."
He smiled softly as he held Sia’s shoulders.
"It won’t be long before you create swordsmanship that surpasses that."
"Really? But Judiel said it would take a long time..."
Sia looked back and forth between Edgar and Judiel as if asking if that was true.
"Of course! Whose daughter are you?! In a short time, you’ll be able to display swordsmanship much more beautiful than Raon’s!"
Edgar moved his hand, telling her not to worry.
"Children don’t have patience, so you shouldn’t tell them to put in effort. You must first fill them with confidence. Arouse interest. There’s nothing more important than that. It’s right to lead them to effort only after their interest is filled. This is the attitude of an excellent father."
He recited his own educational philosophy to Judiel so that Sia couldn’t hear.
"It seems her interest has already been aroused..."
Judiel murmured that Raon had already captured all of Sia’s interest.
"No, it’s different when parents do it. Now Sia will be happy..."
"Dad? Does this mean I don’t have to practice swordsmanship?"
Sia tilted her head as she lowered her wooden sword.
"Uh..."
Edgar’s eyes widened as he heard Sia’s unexpected words.
"Well, that..."
"It will just work well after a while, right?"
Sia clasped her hands with expectant eyes.
"That’s right! Our Sia can do it well without even putting in effort... Ack!"
As Edgar recited lies with trembling eyes, a tray flew from the direction of the annex and hit the back of his head. The impact resonated with a clang.
"Who’s there! Ugh!"
Edgar froze like a mouse in front of a cat as he turned around, rubbing his head.
"Darling..."
His chin trembled as he saw Sylvia in a combat stance.
"You’re really teaching the girl something good."
Sylvia frowned deeply as she looked at Edgar.
"I-I was trying to arouse interest so that Sia wouldn’t be disappointed..."
Edgar quickly moved both hands, saying it was a misunderstanding.
"Sia is our daughter and Raon’s sister. That level won’t even dampen her spirit! What interest to arouse?"
Sylvia gave Edgar a hard kick in the rear and approached Sia.
"Sia."
Sylvia smiled as she looked into Sia’s eyes.
"Judiel is right. It will take a lot of effort for you to show swordsmanship like Raon’s."
Even when Sia was wearing the Green King’s helmet, there was a big difference in swordsmanship compared to Raon. No matter how much memory of that time remained in her body, it would take a long time to properly display the swordsmanship.
"Do I have to sleep a lot?"
"You’ll need to sleep a lot. But..."
Sylvia smiled as she held Sia’s hand, which was covered in blood and sweat.
"When that day comes, you’ll feel really good. Just like when we reunited."
Sylvia smiled, asking if she wasn’t looking forward to it. She was treating Sia not only as a simple child but also as an adult who had lost her memories.
"It doesn’t work that way. Children must first..."
As Edgar got up, holding his swollen rear, Sia raised her wooden sword above her head. With a whoosh, Sia swung her sword as she employed the mantra of the Fangs of Insanity. Her sword strike extended like the spines of a hedgehog, creating waves on the lake as if a sudden downpour had fallen.
"That’s it. Raon said so too."
Sia turned around and smiled brightly.
"It will take a long time, but if I practice consistently, I will become strong."
She nodded refreshingly, saying she remembered Raon’s words when he first handed her the sword.
"Raon is swinging his sword now too."
Sia swung her sword again, imagining Raon training in the Hall of Self.
"I told you."
Sylvia smiled lightly as she stood beside Edgar.
"Children grow up fast."
She nodded as if she was proud of Sia’s growth.
"Sniff..."
Edgar’s eyes turned red as if he was moved by the sight of Sia’s back as she swung her sword.
"It feels good, right? Me too..."
"That’s not."
He shook his head as if that wasn’t what he meant.
"She’s growing up too fast! She should play with me too!"
Edgar shook both fists, saying he didn’t like that his daughter was growing up so fast.
"Sia! Let’s stop for today and play with Dad..." (E/N: Just remembered, but Sia is technically in a 24-27 year old body or something...)
"You’re an idiot!"
Sylvia couldn’t hold back and punched Edgar in the stomach.
"Ugh!"
Edgar fell, clutching his stomach and shaking his shoulders.
"Even though Raon has grown, there are still two children..."
Sylvia said that soon there would only be one left as she carried Edgar on her shoulder back to the annex.
"This is..."
Judiel looked away from Sia’s shouts and Edgar being dragged away while drooling. She smiled in a similar manner to her younger brother Jubel, who was tending flowers in the garden.
"Happiness, I guess."
* * *
"Head of House."
Roenn entered the audience chamber and bowed to Glenn, who was looking out the window.
"The squad leaders of the Light Wind Palace have arrived."
He looked towards the door, saying that Burren, Martha, and Runaan had requested an audience.
"Tell them to come in."
Glenn said to allow the audience as he sat on the throne.
"Please, come in."
Roenn personally opened the door of the audience chamber and guided Burren, Martha, and Runaan inside.
"Greetings to the Head of House!"
"Greetings to the Head of House!"
Following Burren’s greeting, Martha and Runaan simultaneously knelt and lowered their heads.
"Rise."
Glenn raised his hand, saying they didn’t need to be so formal.
"Thank you!"
Burren bowed his head once more, like Raon, before approaching the platform.
"Yes!"
"Thank you."
Martha and Runaan also bowed slightly before staying behind Burren.
"..."
Glenn smiled lightly as he examined Burren, Martha, and Runaan standing in front of the platform.
‘All three are Grandmasters…’
The trial ceremony that Burren and Runaan had endured was still vivid in his mind, so he still couldn’t believe that those youngsters had risen to Grandmaster.
‘They’ve really changed a lot.’
Burren, who used to express his feelings of inferiority as a desire for recognition from Karoon, had become the spiritual pillar of the Light Wind Palace, and Martha, who used to vent the pain of losing her mother through violence, had now become a seasoned swordswoman who could even use anger as a strategy.
‘However…’
Glenn clicked his tongue briefly as he looked into Runaan’s eyes, which were drowsy, as if she hadn’t slept.
‘I still can’t decipher that girl.’
Normally, he could read someone’s thoughts to a certain extent by looking into their eyes, but Runaan was an exception. Looking into those dazed eyes made even him feel drowsy.
‘Of course, it’s impressive that she faced Syria.’
He was impressed by Runaan’s mental fortitude, who had broken free from the mental restrictions imposed by Syria Sullion and ascended to that position. Despite her gentle face, her will was stronger than anyone else’s.
‘If it wasn’t for Raon…’
All three children would have been called geniuses of the age. This wasn’t just because they were his grandchildren. If Raon hadn’t shown extraordinary growth, the three would have been called geniuses who would go down in the history of the continent. Even the Twelve Stars of the Continent weren’t Grandmasters at that age.
‘And yet, not showing even a hint of jealousy…’
Glenn looked at Burren, Martha, and Runaan with a warm smile.
‘It’s truly beyond being mature; it’s simply amazing.’
Those three didn’t show envy or jealousy towards Raon despite being overshadowed by him. Rather, they seemed eager to promote him even further. It felt like watching a true family or siblings, which even made him feel good.
"So, what brings you here?"
Glenn openly showed his goodwill towards the three in his tone.
"We came to ask when the Master of the Light Wind Palace will come out of the Hall of Self."
Burren stepped forward and looked up. He frowned as if he was concerned about Raon not coming out of the Hall of Self.
"He usually finishes things quickly and comes out, so I’m a little... just a little worried."
Martha also slightly bit her lip, saying it was different from Raon’s usual behavior.
"Yes, it seems he’s been sleeping too much."
Runaan vigorously shook her head, as if she thought the Hall of Self was a place to sleep.
"Also, the Light Wind Palace is currently not structured since we just went on missions right after our promotion."
Burren bowed his head, saying that work wasn’t progressing because the Master of the Palace was absent, even though their vacation was over.
"I understand, that would be the case."
Glenn nodded as he looked at Burren with a somber expression. It seemed they couldn’t move without the Master of the Palace in a state where the palace system wasn’t established.
"I fully understand why you’ve come. However, I can’t give you an answer about when the Master of the Light Wind Palace will come out."
"What? What do you mean?"
Martha opened her eyes wide as if asking what he meant.
"The Hall of Self is a mystery that reflects different places depending on who enters. Even I don’t know where Raon has entered now or what that kid is doing."
Glenn shook his head, saying that only Raon could open the door and come out.
"Then, that guy... no, the Master of the Palace could be in trouble..."
Martha swallowed lightly, recalling Raon’s face.
"That won’t be the case. It’s a relatively safe place. And it’s not unprecedented for someone to come out this late."
Glenn nodded, saying they should wait for now as he lowered his hand towards the armrest of the throne.
‘Raon. When will you come out...?’
He crushed the armrest of the throne, applying force to his grip as if he was more anxious than Burren, Martha, and Runaan, despite telling them to wait.
"I... I see..."
Burren slightly averted his gaze from the armrest of the throne that was turning to dust and disappearing.
"Then we will withdraw now..."
"Thinking about it."
Glenn raised his hand as Burren was about to retreat.
"I should give you the authority to enter the Hall of Self as well."
Glenn nodded, saying he wanted to give Burren, Martha, and Runaan the authority to enter the Hall of Self since they had made great contributions in the recent Black Tower annihilation mission.
"Is, is that true?"
Burren’s eyes widened as if he hadn’t thought of such a thing.
"Why are you being so generous these days?"
Martha let out a big laugh, saying he seemed to have changed a lot.
"I like it too. Place to sleep."
Runaan simply murmured that it was a place to sleep, as if she knew a lot about the Hall of Self or knew nothing at all.
"Of course, not now."
Glenn shook his head, saying they couldn’t enter even if they wanted to at this moment.
"Of course! It’s an honor just to receive permission to enter!"
"Just call us anytime!"
"Is there a bed?"
Burren, Martha, and Runaan clenched their fists with smiles, as if they were happy just to be able to enter the Hall of Self.
"Alright. I’ll call you when the time comes."
Just as Glenn was smiling kindly towards the three, a sharp knock was heard on the door of the audience chamber.
"Come in."
As Glenn nodded, Karoon opened the door and entered the audience chamber.
"...Greetings to the Head of House."
Karoon bowed at the door as if he hadn’t expected others to be there.
"There are previous guests, so I’ll come back later."
"Go ahead. You’re probably here for the same reason."
Glenn gestured with his finger, telling him not to hesitate.
"Hmm..."
Karoon looked at Burren for a moment before walking towards the platform.
"Did you also come because Raon hasn’t come out for a long time?"
Glenn let out a light laugh as if he could directly see through Karoon.
"Not particularly. I thought he would come out soon, but it’s unexpected that he’s taking so long, and there could be a problem with the Hall of Self instead of the Master of the Light Wind Palace..."
Karoon was looking at the right door every now and then as if he was worried about Raon, despite his excuse.
"I see."
Glenn chuckled as he slightly rolled his eyes towards Karoon.
‘You’ve really changed a lot.’
Seeing Karoon, who used to coldly abandon even his own children, now worried about his nephew, he couldn’t help but laugh.
‘That kid really had a big influence…’
Glenn was about to express his admiration for Raon when he looked at the right door where the Hall of Self was located.
"Speaking of the devil."
He nodded lightly as the corners of his lips twitched.
"It seems Raon has come out."
The sound of a door opening and closing could be heard from inside the Hall of Self. Since Raon was the only one there now, it seemed he had finished the Hall of Self’s trial and was coming out.
"He finally crawled out!"
"He finally crawled out!"
Martha looked at the door with a bright smile, even though her words suggested otherwise.
"I wonder how strong he’s become?"
Burren’s fingertips trembled as if he was waiting for Raon’s martial prowess.
"Maybe he has surpassed Transcendence?"
Runaan nodded, wondering if he had gone beyond even Transcendence.
"Unfortunately, that won’t be the case."
Karoon shook his head as he looked at the right door.
"What do you mean?"
Martha narrowed her eyes as she turned to look at Karoon.
"The Hall of Self was originally created to break through walls. Swordswomen who aren’t at a standstill don’t see much effect when entering the Hall of Self."
Karoon told them in a calm tone that Raon probably hadn’t changed much.
"Is that really true?"
Martha abruptly turned her head to look at Glenn.
"...That’s right."
Glenn lowered his eyes calmly.
"You need to be standing before a wall when you enter the Hall of Self to achieve a great change. Raon hasn’t been long since he broke through his own wall, so he probably didn’t get enough results."
He tapped the throne with his finger, saying that there were even swordswomen who entered the Hall of Self and came out without gaining anything.
"So, if Raon comes out with even a small achievement, you should congratulate him..."
As Karoon gave a little advice, the right door opened and Raon came out.
"Am I a little late?"
Raon tilted his head with his usual face, as if he regretted coming out too late. However, the cold and hot energy blooming on his shoulders seemed to radiate a clear light like the sun and moon.
"Master of the Palace! You’re out!"
"You’re too late!"
"Handsome Raon!"
Burren, Martha, and Runaan waved their hands with smiles, as if they hadn’t noticed any big changes in Raon, just as Karoon had said. But Glenn and Karoon were different.
"How could I, when I wasn’t at a wall...?"
"This has never happened before."
Karoon swallowed as if he couldn’t believe it, and Glenn also trembled his chin as if he had witnessed something unimaginable.
"My god..."
"He’s done something crazy again."
The two Transcendants let out low exclamations with eyes full of astonishment.
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