TRAIGS (Novel) Chapter 978

C978

“So, the one who sent this…”

As Raon read the letter that arrived from the Shadow Agents, the hymn of Wrath that had been echoing in the room suddenly ceased.

"W-What kind of letter is it?"

Olga crawled out from between Yua and Rensia's 'prison' and approached his side. She seemed to have truly hated singing, taking advantage of this brief opportunity.

"I explained all the details of the meeting, right?"

Raon nodded, asking if she remembered it well.

"Yes. You said we would start by bothering the Dragon's Lair to lure out the Four Demons."

Olga nodded, saying she obviously remembered.

"That's the part."

Raon smiled slightly as he stroked the head of the white swallow that brought the letter.

"It seems we've found a dragon that fits what we need to search for first: one strong enough to gain the trust of the Dragon Lord, but active on the outside."

He turned the letter to show it to Olga.

[I've heard of a dragon that perfectly fits your criteria. Come to Mirtan Village as soon as you return. - Vulcan.]

While the letter itself was expressly sent by the Shadow Agents, the contents were written by Vulcan, the continental blacksmith.

"If it's Vulcan…"

"He's the blacksmith of Zieghart. The master blacksmith who made my sword."

Raon licked his lips as he gripped the Heavenly Drive, which conveyed a heavy sensation.

"I know that too."

Olga let out a low groan as she looked at the Heavenly Drive.

"He's famous even among continental masters. Ever since he made the Lightning God's sword."

Olga nodded, saying he was known as the artisan who made Glenn's Heavenly Tremor, the strongest on the continent.

"However, it doesn't seem like Master Vulcan knows the information about the dragon we're looking for himself."

Raon squinted as he read the letter again.

"What do you mean by that?"

Yua blinked, apparently not understanding the meaning.

"The letter says, 'I've heard of a dragon that perfectly fits your criteria.' That means someone else knows, not Vulcan himself."

It was clear that Vulcan had found someone who knew about the dragon, not that he knew himself.

"Ah, you're right!"

Yua nodded, saying she understood now after reading it again.

"I wonder who that person is who knows the information? It must be one of the blacksmiths."

She tilted her head with curiosity. As a swordswoman of the Light Wind Palace, she seemed to want to hear as much information as possible, since she would have to fight dragons.

"I think I have a very good idea who it could be."

Raon briefly licked his lips as he folded the letter.

'It's probably Master Borgos.'

The blacksmiths of Mirtan Village were born and raised there, and under the protection of Zieghart, they had no reason to encounter dragons. The person who would know about the dragon he was looking for was probably Borgos, the leader of the Gray Hammer clan who came from outside.

'I wonder what kind of lizard it is.'

He had already tracked the locations of all the known dragons in the human world through the black market. Since none of them met the criteria, it seemed to be one that was hiding and moving somewhere.

-A dragon, huh…

Wrath slowly opened his mouth as he stared at the letter.

-What color could it be? A chubby red? An acidic blue? A salty gold? Whatever it is, I'd love to eat it whole roasted!

He was already drooling as if a whole roasted dragon was being cooked right in front of him.

'Sigh…'

A sigh involuntarily escaped, as it was hard to believe that a hymn existed for such a demon king.

'No, wait, he made it himself, right…'

In any case, it seemed that those under Wrath's command must have had a hard life.

"T-Then we should hurry!"

Olga nodded vigorously, saying they should return to Zieghart quickly.

"No, not yet."

Raon grabbed Olga's wrist as she was about to turn around as if escaping.

"We need to take care of this first. The dragon won't suddenly run away."

He pulled Olga back to her place, telling her to prepare again.

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

Olga bit her lip, her face turning black as if she would rather die. She seemed to have gone half-crazy from the childish lyrics.

"I know it's hard, but we have no other choice."

Two more days had passed since the last meeting. They needed to complete the song and erase the divine power left by Raphael as quickly as possible, as it would be difficult to keep the people bound for longer.

-If you don't like it, don't sing it!

Wrath's shoulders trembled as if he had been insulted.

-Others are dying to sing it!

'Who are dying to sing it?'

Raon tilted his head as he looked at Wrath. No matter how he thought about it, there didn't seem to be any demons who were disappointed for not being able to sing that song.

-W-Well, there are!

Wrath shook his head, insisting that there definitely were. It seemed that even the Demon King lied sometimes like this.

"Huu…"

Olga let out a heavy sigh and lifted her head.

"Fine, let's do it. We have no other choice."

She finally seemed to accept her fate as she slumped down next to Yua.

"Don't worry! I'll make sure you never forget the lyrics by firmly imprinting them!"

Yua raised her fists, saying that once she memorized the lyrics, she would make sure they never forgot them.

"I'll cheer you on!"

Rensia massaged Olga's shoulders, telling her to cheer up.

"Y-Yeah, thanks. But I really don't want to ever forget…"

Olga shook her head, saying she wanted to forget as soon as this was over.

"Then let's start from the beginning! Feeling the bright shining, entering the dark darkness, the icy ice…"

Yua recited the lyrics of Wrath's hymn, saying they should start again.

"Ugh! F-Feeling the bright shining, entering the dark darkness…"

Olga began to memorize the lyrics of Wrath's hymn, biting her lip but not running away.

"I-I've memorized it all."

She raised her hand, having quickly memorized the lyrics as if she didn't want to hear any more.

"Now that you've memorized it, I'll teach you the melody."

Yua stood up, saying that this was where it really began.

"The bright shining…"

The moment she put melody to the childish lyrics, the atmosphere in the room, which had been filled with laughter, changed. A soft blue light bloomed around Yua, enveloping her. It was as if blue forget-me-not petals were fluttering from her head to her feet.

"Huh...?"

Olga smoothed her furrowed brow and opened her mouth. Her expression was one of disbelief.

"Wow!"

Rensia's mouth opened in surprise as she saw Yua glowing with blue light.

'As expected…'

Raon clenched his fist as he listened to Yua's song, which seemed to chill his heart.

'Yua's talent is real.'

She had always been talented in music, but after receiving Roenn's education, it seemed that she could now sing any song with deep emotion.

-It's not just emotion.

Wrath let out an exasperated sigh.

-The pineapple girl has grasped the true meaning behind this king's hymn!

His eyes trembled as if wondering how she could be so talented.

'It's a little annoying that she's singing Wrath's hymn of all things, but…'

Raon clenched his fist as he watched Yua sing happily.

'This will surely be a success, even without looking.'

*     *      *

The next day. Countless people had gathered in the royal capital of Balkar, staring blankly at the air. Their pupils were dilated as if filled with emptiness; they had all fallen under Raphael's charm.

"I'm not sure if this will work."

King Lecross let out a low groan as he looked at the people gathered in the royal capital.

"When I heard the song before, the lyrics were a little… strange."

He scratched his cheek, saying the lyrics were hard to understand.

"Strange? I found them easy to understand and quite good!"

Ogram nodded vigorously, saying he liked them.

“Honestly, I didn't like them. But anyway, they're simple.”

Chamber sighed briefly, agreeing that the lyrics were indeed strange.

"The lyrics should be important for a song that affects the mind…"

Larian looked at the palace, tapping her lips deeply. She seemed full of interest in this matter, even though she was normally lethargic.

"Let's just watch with warm eyes for now. The Master of the Light Wind Palace has never let us down."

Xanthos shook his head, saying that at this point, there wouldn't be much difference even if they acted after things went wrong.

"That's a good attitude."

Glenn patted Xanthos on the shoulder, apparently the only one pleased with his words.

"As he said, we have no choice but to trust Raon at this point. I can't cut Raphael's charm from all their souls either."

Glenn's hand trembled inside his sleeve as he spoke of trusting Raon. Despite his words, he seemed full of worry.

"Indeed, there are friends who have unconditional trust in the Master of the Light Wind Palace."

King Lecross gestured with his chin towards Glenn's right.

"I wonder how he will surprise us this time?"

Burren licked his lips with anticipation.

"Since the angels are gone, maybe he will suddenly call down the demon king?"

Martha rubbed her hands together, suggesting that a Demon King descent could occur.

“What about summoning a Rakshasha…? ”

Runaan blinked, saying that Martha could fly there herself.

"Shut up, bastard!"

Martha lunged at Runaan, with a sour expression as if she had never been in a good mood.

"Those two are at it again…"

"Yeah. They're like sisters who grew up together now."

Dorian and Krein shook their heads as they watched Martha and Runaan fight with clenched fists.

"I wonder if he will return right after recovering the people?"

"Maybe?"

"Another training hell will unfold."

The swordswomen of the Light Wind Palace, not the executives, only talked about what would happen after returning, without worrying about Raon. It meant that everyone completely trusted Raon.

"Seeing those kids, I feel like I'm developing faith in the Master of the Light Wind Palace."

King Lecross smiled deeply, saying he felt a trust deeper than life itself.

"It's all well and good, but how long do we have to wait?"

Just as Ogram yawned enormously from boredom, Olga, Yua, and Raon ascended to the top of the tower erected in the center of the royal palace.

"They're here!"

"The Master of the Light Wind Palace has ascended!"

"So it begins."

"I wonder what the Sword Emperor has prepared?"

The people looked towards the top of the tower where Raon stood, their eyes a mixture of expectation and doubt.

*     *      *

"Let's begin."

As Raon nodded with a smile, Yua and Olga moved to the edge of the tower.

"I'll just trust you."

Olga looked at Yua with warm eyes, saying she would follow her without a shred of doubt.

"I'll trust you too, sister!"

Yua slightly shook her clenched fist, saying she was counting on her.

"Then."

"Yes."

Yua and Olga closed their eyes with their hands clasped together as if praying to a god.

[Aaaaah.]

Olga began first. She extended a sacred melody with a voice imbued with sacred power, as if praising a deity.

[Aaaaah!]

Following her was Yua's husky voice. Her voice, normally more beautiful than anyone else's, now extended wrapped in ferocity like soldiers on a battlefield. The devout hymn that sounded like a choir and the intense hymn that seemed to raise morale harmonized as if they were originally one song.

[Feeling the bright shining, entering the dark darkness, the icy ice…]

Yua's high notes soared as if to pierce the sky, while Olga's heavy mid-tones supported from below, elevating the song's quality to the extreme.

'Now it's my turn.'

Raon briefly exhaled as he raised the Ring of Fire, Glacier, and the authority of <Wrath>. The emotion of anger blooming through Glacier's frost seeped between Olga and Yua's melodies, creating a deep blue light.

Eight wings made of icy feathers bloomed behind Olga and Yua.

A bright light, no less than Raphael's, spread over their shoulders, drawing the image of an archangel. Olga and Yua's voices, more captivating than ever, extended not only through the palace but throughout the entire capital of Balkar.

The Demon King's hymn exploded like the sound of drums in high mountains, right at the same place where the Archangel Raphael had enchanted the people.

[The Wind of Wind touches the Sky of Sky…]

Thanks to Yua and Olga's beautiful harmony and his own production, even the childish lyrics resonated in the hearts of the people like the deepest poem in the world.

-I-Is that really this king's song?

Wrath opened his eyes as if he couldn't believe it himself.

-Really? Is this possible? Is this happening?

His mouth opened, as if in disbelief, even for the creator of the song.

'Hmm.'

Raon blanked for a moment before shaking his head.

'I almost got lost in the song too.'

Yua and Olga's aria was so captivating that even he, who had provided support, almost fell in love with it. If he kept getting distracted, he might end up praising Wrath without realizing it.

'Focus a little more.'

Thanks to Yua and Olga maintaining perfect harmony, the song's quality had improved even further. It seemed he could achieve results beyond expectations if he simply kept his mind clear now. Raon supported Olga and Yua's song by employing a deeper Wrath and Glacier.

Their song fell upon the heads of the people like a light imbued with magic beyond transcendence, fresh yet affectionate.

As the Demon King's hymn completed in the center of the human world, a blue light began to flicker in the blank eyes of those who had been enchanted by Raphael.

-I-It really worked!

Wrath clenched his fists as he watched the people shake their heads as if coming to their senses.

-Finally, my song is spreading in the human world! It will surely become popular!

He curled the corners of his mouth as if he was pleased.

'I don't like it much, but I guess there's no… Huh?'

Raon frowned as he was about to sigh while looking at the excited Wrath.

'What is this?'

The people opened their lips simultaneously, as if they had truly heard Wrath's words.

[Feeling the bright shining, entering the dark darkness, the icy ice…]

The entire crowd began to sing along with Wrath's hymn.  However, since they all opened their mouths together, unlike when Olga and Yua sang, it sounded more like a military song, shaking the earth and sky fiercely instead of a hymn.

-This is it!

Wrath raised both fists, gasping.

-Yes! Let it resonate more! My song must be sung with such vigor…

Just as Wrath was shaking his fists with a smile, it happened.

[The Demon King's Hymn has spread throughout the continent.]

[All skills increase by 20 points.]

[The military song <Praise of the Demon King> has been created.]

[The Trait…]

The reward messages for spreading Wrath's hymn appeared immediately.

-Uh…

Wrath blinked as if he was dumbfounded, then shouted.

-Don't increase that! 

-

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