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“Hahahahaha!”
Ogram burst into a thunderous laugh that seemed to shake the ground as he looked at Raon.
“As expected of Raon! To succeed in such an impossible task!”
He nodded emphatically, acknowledging that the outcome had exceeded his expectations.
“Well…”
King Lecross let out a sigh as he observed the revitalized capital.
“To think that he would actually restore everyone’s minds.”
He examined each person who had regained their original gaze, his chin trembling slightly.
“That’s not all.”
Xanthos swallowed hard and put a hand to his ear.
“He said he would save those enchanted by the Archangel, but instead, he made them praise themselves. I never thought something like this would be possible…”
He blinked in astonishment as he watched the people of Balkar singing the hymn of praise to Wrath.
“How is this possible?”
Xanthos scrunched his nose, unable to believe what he was seeing despite witnessing it firsthand.
“It’s hard to believe even while seeing it.”
Chamber smiled weakly in agreement.
“I couldn’t imagine that those childish lyrics would turn into such moving music.”
He nodded, admitting that although the lyrics were still childish, the melody made him want to sing along with them.
“To think this is possible without magic, I want… to dissect…”
Larian licked her lips unsettlingly, clasping her hands as if she were serious.
“Eh…?”
“What did you just say…?”
Ogram and King Lecross turned to Larian with surprised eyes.
“This crazy girl really…”
Chamber bit her lip, exasperated.
“You know you’ll die if you touch them, right?”
She showed her teeth, which were clenched around a candy, warning Larian not to even think about it.
“N-no, I meant the song. I was talking about the song, not the people…”
Larian shook her head, explaining that she wanted to dissect the song that broke Raphael's enchantment and instead revitalized the people.
“Ahem!”
Glenn wore a broad smile, his lips trembling, betraying his joy at Raon’s achievements, no matter what others were saying. He looked like a doting grandfather.
“See? I told you he would do it if we believed in him.”
Burren shook his hands, asserting that he hadn’t doubted for a second.
“But I don’t want to sing that song…”
Martha shook her head, saying she would rather die than sing that song herself.
“Me neither…”
Runaan closed her eyes tightly, agreeing that the song was too much for her. It had been a long time since the two, who usually fought at the slightest provocation, had agreed.
“I’ve served Lord Raon for a long time, but that song is a bit…”
Even Dorian couldn’t bring himself to sing the hymn of praise to Wrath, pulling out earplugs from his bag to block his ears.
“This will definitely be something you either love or hate.”
Even Mark Goetun, who considered Raon a mentor, let out a low groan.
“Eh? Isn’t the song good? The more I listen to it, the better the lyrics sound.”
Krein tilted his head, saying that he liked both the song and the lyrics.
“…”
The swordsmen of the Light Wind Palace blinked in confusion as Krein, who usually challenged Raon more than anyone, honestly admitted he liked the song.
“…I don’t think I can just stay like this either.”
Ogram clenched his fist, his eyes filled with solemnity.
“What do you mean by that?”
King Lecross narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ogram.
“Raon is giving everything for the Five Kings. He did it during the Black Tower war, and he’s doing it again today. But I’ve been recovering my strength at my own pace, using danger as an excuse.”
Ogram slapped his cheek as if he were disgusted with himself.
“I will do whatever it takes to regain my martial prowess. We can’t keep relying on that young man to guide us forever.”
He bit his lip, saying he would try various experiments, even if it meant using magic that would shake his soul.
“‘Don’t do such a thing and stay still!’ is what I want to say, but…”
Chamber shook her head, chewing the candy in her mouth.
“I can’t say that. I’ve been thinking something similar.”
She clenched her molars, saying she couldn’t waste idle time when Raon was putting so much effort into creating such songs.
“I will try to heal the injuries in my upper dantian as quickly as possible. I will even research alchemy if necessary. I don’t want to see Raon die.”
Chamber nodded, saying she wanted to regain her strength not for her own life but for Raon’s sake.
“Then you help too.”
She gestured to Larian.
“Are you really asking me for help?”
Larian’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Yes.”
Chamber let out a brief sigh and frowned.
“Then it won’t be my responsibility if you die, right?”
Larian curved her red lips, her eyes shining coldly. It seemed her personality had changed again at the prospect of something interesting.
“Emperor of the Sword Raon Zieghart. I thought it might be too early for such a title, but now it seems inadequate. His caliber is different from anyone I’ve seen before.”
Xanthos nodded, admitting he had no choice but to acknowledge Raon.
“Ahem!”
Glenn covered his mouth and cleared his throat repeatedly, apparently proud that Raon had even changed the opinion of the Five Kings. However, he couldn’t hide his flushed cheeks and earlobes that looked ready to burst.
“You seem quite pleased.”
“The Young Master Raon is truly the one who brings the most joy to the Head of House.”
Sheryl and Roenn smiled weakly at the sight. As the majestic military song resonated throughout the capital, warm laughter and firm convictions flourished beneath the royal palace.
* * *
-Damn it!
‘Silence.’
Raon held back Wrath’s cursing and checked the messages again.
[The hymn of the Demon King has spread across the continent.]
[All skills increase by 20 points.]
[The military song <Praise of the Demon King> has been created.]
[The rank of the trait <Light Attribute Resistance> has increased.]
[The rank of the trait <Authority Manipulation> has increased.]
‘Not only all the stats, but also Authority Manipulation and Light Attribute Resistance have increased.’
Was it because he erased Raphael’s divine power? It seemed those two traits had increased rank because he used Wrath’s authority to erase Raphael’s divine power.
‘Should we see the contents of Praise of the Demon King?’
<Praise of the Demon King> A song that praises the Demon King of Wrath. Originally a childish melody that no one sang, it was revived as a powerful military song thanks to a once-in-a-generation talented singer and conductor. Those who sing the song in front of the Demon King of Wrath gain resistance to divine power for one hour, and their physical and mental abilities also increase.
‘Eh…?’
Raon let out a dry laugh after reading the description of the military song <Praise of the Demon King>.
‘Is this real?’
In reality, singing a military song might raise morale a bit, but it doesn’t cause physical changes. However, Praise of the Demon King truly improved physical and mental abilities and even created resistance to sacred power.
‘And for a whole hour.’
Although there was the limitation of having to sing in front of Wrath, the fact that it lasted an hour was an absurdly powerful ability.
- A childish song that nobody sings? This bastard, really!
Wrath gritted his teeth audibly as he read the first paragraph of Praise of the Demon King.
‘Calm down. It’s saying your song is good in the end.’
Raon patted Wrath’s head, which had turned bright red.
-Grr...
Wrath let out a low growl, clutching his head.
-Well, at least the ability is fitting for a song that praises me. If that had also been terrible, I would have really come to get you!
He seemed to like the part that the song not only made him stronger but also everyone in the Light Wind Palace.
-Sigh, I feel strange.
Wrath shook his head, saying he felt both good and bad.
‘I’m sure you do.’
Raon nodded with a smile.
‘You like that your song is being sung and that the members of the Light Wind Palace are becoming stronger, but you don’t like that I’m gaining rewards… huh?’
He squinted his eyes while moving his hand toward Wrath.
‘What is this?’
As people sang along with the song of Yua and Olga, he felt his soul vibrating enormously. It wasn’t just from the effect of the military song.
‘It can’t be…’
Was his soul’s rank growing? As people sang Praise of the Demon King, the rank of his soul was increasing, and his mental world was expanding. It wasn’t expanding enormously, but his soul was slowly growing.
‘Could it be…’
Raon swallowed hard as he looked toward the capital.
‘Is this an effect of the people singing Wrath’s hymn?’
Thinking about it, there was no other reason. Wrath’s hymn was affecting this world, making his soul and mental image grow.
-Nooooo!
Wrath, apparently sensing his own changes now, lunged forward.
-Why is your soul growing when they praise me?
He shouted that it didn’t make sense.
-This damned…! Huh?
Wrath, who had been gritting his teeth so hard they might break, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
-It’s coming to me too!
He nodded, saying that the emotions transmitted through Praise of the Demon King were reaching his soul as well.
-Yes. That’s how it should be! This is right!
Wrath nodded vigorously, insisting that it was right for him to become stronger.
‘Hmm, but it seems I’m receiving more of it.’
Raon shook his head while comparing the rank transmitted to Wrath with what he himself had gained.
-That’s what I’m saying! Why are you receiving more of it? No, the fact that you’re receiving anything at all doesn’t make sense!
Wrath frowned, demanding to know why Raon benefited from a song that praised him.
‘Is it because I’m your master, so we share the benefits?’
-Who is your master? You, crazy human!
‘Well, I do feed you…’
-Shut up!
He growled, telling Raon to stop talking nonsense.
‘I’m just joking.’
Raon shook his head while reading the description of Praise of the Demon King again.
‘It’s probably because I acted as the medium to convey your song. Honestly, it was a song that nobody was singing before.’
-Hmm…
Wrath averted his gaze, as if he couldn’t refute that point.
-It’s true that without you, such a song wouldn’t have been created.
He nodded, acknowledging this fact.
‘I’m not the only one. Without those two, we wouldn’t have even been able to attempt it.’
Raon tilted his head toward Olga and Yua, who were slowly opening their eyes after finishing the song. Although the two had stopped singing, Praise of the Demon King continued to resonate throughout the capital, nourishing his soul.
If Yua and Olga hadn’t participated, he would never have received such a reward. He sent a sincere thank you from the bottom of his heart.
-You say that, but you’ll probably just let it go without saying anything.
Wrath snorted, claiming he could see through Raon.
‘Of course, I’ll give them a reward.’
Raon shook his head with a smile.
‘Whatever they wish for.’
He clapped for Yua and Olga as they returned, promising to grant them whatever they truly desired.
“Young Master!”
Yua smiled, as if asking if she had done well.
“Ugh!”
On the other hand, Olga gritted her teeth, her complexion pale as death.
“Just let me hit you.”
She lunged at him, shouting, as if she were returning to her old troublesome saintly personality.
‘Eh?’
-Don’t dodge!
As Raon tried to evade, Wrath twisted his lips into a smile.
-You said you would fulfill their wishes!
Wrath shook his head, gesturing for Raon to stop.
-Simply take the hit, bastard!
* * *
After erasing all traces of Raphael’s divine power from the capital of Balkar, Raon descended from the tower.
“Everything is done. After a day of rest, everyone should be fine.”
Raon waved his hand, saying there was no longer a need to worry.
“Good job! Well done!”
“The results are better than expected. I didn't think you could heal everyone at once.”
Ogram and Lecross nodded.
“There really isn’t anything you can’t do. Are you sure you’re not a magician?”
Chamber let out a dry laugh, hitting her arm in disbelief.
“Can I record the song?”
Larian licked her lips, asking if she could hear the song once more.
“I’m sorry, but if I do it one more time, I might die.”
Raon shrugged, pointing to his forehead and eyelids where Olga’s fist marks remained.
“Well done.”
Glenn, apparently extremely excited, took Raon by the shoulders with a trembling voice. His hands were also shaking.
“It’s nothing.”
Raon shook his head, saying it wasn’t him, but the power of Yua and Olga.
“Now we can really enjoy the festival.”
Chamber pulled out a new candy, suggesting they enjoy the festival until tomorrow and then wrap it up.
“I’m sorry, but we need to leave first.”
Raon raised his hand, shaking his head.
“Someone I know said they found a dragon, so we need to go back first.”
He nodded, saying that an urgent letter had arrived from Zieghart.
“Already?”
“So soon?”
“We haven’t found anything in the black market yet.”
The leaders of the Five Kings opened their eyes in disbelief.
“Yes. If we hadn’t known, we wouldn’t have been able to do anything, but now that we do, we need to move immediately.”
Raon waved his hand, saying they didn’t have much time.
“Now I think I understand how you became so strong at such a young age.”
Xanthos smiled weakly, saying he now understood Raon’s martial power and achievements.
“Okay. I understand.”
King Lecross patted him on the shoulder, acknowledging Raon’s hard work.
“The next time we meet, I will return as an adult you won’t feel ashamed of.”
He waved his hand, saying they would meet again after fully recovering from their injuries.
“I will also be out, after erasing this damned curse.”
Ogram smiled refreshingly, saying they would see each other again if he didn’t die.
“Right. This is where I stop showing my pathetic side to my junior.”
Chamber nodded firmly, as if she had been in deep reflection.
“The next time we meet, it will be after I have erased all the injuries in my upper dantian.”
She also clenched her small fist, determined to regain her strength in some way.
“I will count on you.”
Raon smiled and bowed to the leaders of the Five Kings. He felt a bit happy that his actions had influenced them.
“I will stay. I need to be here until the event is over.”
Glenn nodded, telling them to go ahead. He wore a long smile, his cheeks flushed as if he were in a very good mood.
“It’s a shame, but I’ll have to send you off immediately.”
When Chamber snapped her fingers, a dimensional door with a bluish tone opened, just like when they came here from the Lord’s Mansion.
“If you go in there, you will come out at the Lord’s Mansion.”
She waved her hand, saying they would see each other next time.
“Yes. Well then.”
Raon bowed once more to the leaders of the Five Kings, then nodded to the swordsmen of the Light Wind Palace.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes!”
The swordsmen of the Light Wind Palace followed him toward the dimensional door, their eyes filled with pride for Zieghart.
‘…’
Raon looked back one last time before entering the dimensional door.
‘For now, the news should have reached you. I wonder what kind of face you’re making.’
He looked toward the sky of Balkar where the Archangel Raphael had descended, twisting his lips into a smile.
‘Derus Robert.’
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There is another one that is looking towards the sky other than glenn
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