Raon resonated with the ring of fire and narrowed his eyes.
‘It’s not just the numbers… .’
I see there are some strong ones out there.
White-blooded people grow their blood by eating the blood and flesh of others.
Seeing the blood seeping through the flow of mana like oil floating on the water, it seemed like quite a few experts had died here.
‘There is no tracking.’
I tried to find the source of the blood, but I couldn’t get there. Like a long rubber band being cut, the energy of the requiem sword split in the middle.
‘I have to be careful.’
Looking at the faint stench of blood emanating from them and the blood demons not showing even the slightest trace, it seemed like it would be better to investigate them by pretending to be wandering mercenaries without revealing their identities as originally planned.
“The buildings all look interesting.”
Burren whistled as he looked up at the unique buildings of Gran Seville. I seemed to be intrigued by the shape that was different from the angular and cold Sieghardt buildings.
“hmm… .”
Runaan was as usual. I didn’t pay much attention to the buildings and just looked towards Lake Malve beyond Gran Seville. It was clear that he thought it was a good idea to blank out.
“Wow, it’s more fancy inside, isn’t it?”
“Jeez, what’s really flashing like this?”
“It’s like this during the day, but it’s even more chaotic at night?”
“It’s a crazy town.”
The other prosecutors also did not feel any excitement and were busy looking around.
Raon smiled slightly as he saw Gwangpungdan’s seemingly lackluster reaction.
‘It’s actually better because it’s not acting.’
It was a realistic reaction that a clumsy mercenary who first came to Gran Seville would have, so it wasn’t a bad reaction. No one would think he was a swordsman from Sieghardt.
“Whoa… .”
Marta let out a rough breath and clenched her fists. She didn’t just sense blood, but she seemed to instinctively smell the blood of the white-blooded bastards in Gran Seville.
‘You mean he’s an enemy?’
It is said that enemies are chased by the heart, not the head, and Martha seemed to have found the white-blooded believers with her soul. In a way, it felt similar to a requiem sword.
“Because it’s embarrassing. “Stop being rude!”
Raon gestured to the Gwangpungdan members who were dumbfounded. He deliberately spoke in a vulgar manner in order to pretend to be the head of a mercenary group.
“no way… .”
“The leader is also excited.”
“that’s right. “The person from the most rural area is the leader.”
“Hehehe… .”
The Gwangpungdan members acted like a typical small-scale mercenary group, just as they had been trained to do when they came here.
“It’s tacky.”
“If you come from the countryside, that’s natural.”
“The thugs have come again.”
“I’m going to lose all my money and go back.”
“Some people will end up here.”
Seeing the people passing by and the gatekeeper right behind me laughing, it seemed like the acting worked well.
“Shut up and follow me! “I’ll start by choosing accommodations and let you play however you want!”
Raon smiled slightly and headed to the accommodation where he had stayed in his previous life.
* * *
Raon called the leaders Marta, Runan, and Burren into the room. After he made a surprise move, he made the three people sit down.
“The banquet’s prediction was correct. “The ones here are demons of the White Blood Cult.”
The light blood revealed by the ring of fire and the requiem sword is the remnants left after a considerable amount of the master’s energy was consumed by the white-blooded cultists.
Considering the size of the original energy, it seemed that a powerful person of at least the rank of archbishop was hiding within this city.
Puzzle.
Martha gritted her teeth. When it was confirmed that it was a white-blooded religion, the energy that had been suppressed slowly burned with anger.
“Martha.”
Raon looked down at Marta with cold eyes.
“If you can’t control your emotions, get out.”
He spoke colder than usual, to the point where Burren turned around in surprise.
“There is no one watching our backs on this mission. If there is a Master level or higher or a Grand Master among the enemies, you may have to run away instead of fighting. “If you get excited and lose your temper, not only you but the other members will die as well.”
Neither Rimmer nor Cheryl are here now. Since Gwangpungdan had to handle everything alone, retreat was always an option that had to be kept in mind.
“I know… .”
Martha clenched her fists and exhaled slowly. The boiling energy began to subside along with the stinging air flowing from her mouth.
Martha’s eyes became clear again after controlling her emotions and calming down her anger. While she was here, she practiced and was effective in helping her control her emotions.
“Then let’s start again.”
Raon nodded with satisfaction and looked at the three leaders.
“Our first goal is search. “Seeing as the Requiem Sword can’t figure out their whereabouts, the head of the White Blood Church here won’t show up easily.”
Seeing as the White Blood Cult’s whereabouts could not be identified even with the requiem sword’s detection ability, it was clear that they were using the power of Jinbeop or martial arts to hide their blood.
“That means you have to start from the bottom and work your way up. Even if you find a white-blooded cultist, you must not attack them. “You have to pretend not to notice and let him go, and then track him down and find the beggar who saw him.”
White-blooded believers are fanatics, so torture does not work on them. In order to reveal their identity, we had to figure out the identity of the White Blood Cultist and then chase after them.
“That would be nice. okay.”
“huh.”
As soon as Burren and Runaan heard the instructions, they nodded as if there was no need to think.
“after… .”
Martha closed her eyes without answering.
‘Is this something that cannot be erased?’
Even now, if I just close my eyes, that day will come. 10 It reminds me of the hell where the apostles and blood demons ripped off the blood and flesh of the villagers and dragged her mother away.
I probably won’t forget it for the rest of my life.
This is a scene that still appears in my dreams every day. Even if she kills the 10 apostles and saves her mother, she may not be able to escape that nightmare for the rest of her life.
‘Until now, I’ve only made excuses for myself.’
Because I experienced something like that. Because I have that nightmare every day.
I thought it was inevitable that I would lose my mind when I saw the white-blooded bastards. He repeated to himself that it was natural for his hands to move out without realizing it and for his mind to feel dizzy.
‘I can’t keep doing that.’
Now we have to let go of that self-consolation.
Because I’m not a child.
You can’t live forever as a child who can’t do anything. As promised to Raon and his 1st team members, it was time to move forward.
‘By the way, that guy is really a monster.’
Less than an hour after arriving in Gran Seville, they were aware of the presence of the White Blood Cult and even came up with countermeasures. He felt it every time, but not only in terms of force, but also in terms of vision and experience, as if he were looking at a great master level expert.
‘I’ll have to learn everything.’
There are many other things to learn, but what you need right now is cold reason. I wanted to emulate Raon’s calmness, which keeps his cool at all times.
Martha calmed down and opened her eyes. She looked at Raon with eyes that did not waver in the slightest.
“It’s okay.”
Raon chuckled as he looked at Marta’s calm eyes.
“Tell the same thing to the members. And the comrade group, three people each, will move as previously decided.”
Three people must go together so that if one person has a problem, they can report and respond at the same time. In this situation, it was most efficient to have three people go at a time.
“No questions asked, disperse.”
Raon motioned for the members to go back.
“Are you walking alone?”
Burren turned his head without leaving.
“Are you worried about me?”
“Well, I’m not worried about monsters.”
He smiled mischievously and scratched his cheek.
“Then what do you do?”
This time Marta narrowed her eyes.
“I have to meet you.”
Raon stood up with a faint smile.
“The client who called us here.”
* * *
Raon left the dorm alone. Like a bumbling mercenary, he snooped around and entered an antique store in the corner of an alley.
“Welcome.”
An old man wearing a monocle nodded his head as if he was annoyed.
Raon slowly looked around at the miscellaneous items on display and headed to the counter where the old man was.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you going to buy it? Are you going to sell it?”
The old man looked Raon up and down and frowned.
“I came to borrow it.”
“What?”
“An ax to cut down a big tree.”
“hmm.”
The old man woke up slowly. The eyes that had been filled with irritation a moment ago suddenly became transparent like beads, devoid of even the slightest emotion.
“Come this way.”
Raon followed the old man inside the counter. He passed through several rooms of unknown purpose and reached the innermost room, where he saw a gray window hanging down the wall.
“Not here.”
When he opened the window, a dark space and a white staircase appeared. It was a secret passage that had been magically processed.
Raon nodded and went down the stairs. He sensed the presence of several people in the dark, but he ignored them and continued heading down.
-Humans can face the sun, but they always hide underground. These are pathetic things.
Lars clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like something.
-What are you doing here?
‘Where the client of this mission is located.’
-What kind of bastard client is lying on the floor?
‘Originally, people who like to hide gather in the black market.’
Raon chuckled. What I am visiting now is an intelligence group that covers the entire continent and a black market that operates numerous gambling houses and bars in Gran Seville.
-Why did they request this?
‘Because money is flowing out of this place.’
No matter how good the entertainment is, it is not something you can enjoy to the point of giving up your life. As the number of missing people increases, the number of people visiting this place will decrease, and sales in the black market will likely hit rock bottom.
-Hmph, that means the bigots are disappearing.
‘yes. Even hukou must take good care of the environment in order to receive money.’
Raon looked at Lars intently as he said those words.
‘I’m learning something here.’
I need to provide food properly so that Ras, whom I give generously, does not run away. Except macarons.
-hmm? Why, why do you look at this king with such eyes?
‘no.’
He waved his hand and chuckled.
widely.
As I go down the stairs, a soft light turns on in the dark hallway. It was a signal to follow. As I followed the light, an antique door appeared.
Squeak.
When I opened the door and went inside, a woman wearing a purple robe with a hood pulled down was sitting in front of a round table.
“Please sit down.”
The woman nodded slightly and pointed to the seat in front.
“My name is Denning Rose, head of the Black Market Gran Seville branch.”
Denning Rose introduced himself and took off his robe. She was a beauty with striking red hair, and over her right eye she wore an eyepatch with a black rose on it.
“My name is Raon Sieghardt, Lord of the Wild Winds.”
Raon sat down across from Denning Rose and lowered his head.
“Are you disguised as a mercenary?”
“yes. “When investigating, it’s most comfortable to dress like a mercenary.”
Because mercenaries have a very free-spirited personality, they rarely follow instructions. Even in my past life, the profession I disguised myself as the most was a mercenary.
“It’s a shame. “I wanted to see the face that made you fall in love with the youngest father-in-law of the Yonan family.”
Denning Rose put the documents on the table with a faint smile.
“The situation is a little different from when I requested it.”
She held out the document with a smile on her face.
“White blood Christians. “It seems that it has been confirmed that there are high-level white blood cultists.”
“Well, how did you… .”
Denning Rose opened his left eye.
“When I arrived here, I felt a slight tingle of blood. “It seems like famous experts were affected.”
“that’s right… .”
She shook her chin in surprise.
“Recently, people who could be considered strong have been dying every day. There is a high probability that there will be an archbishop or an apostle.”
Denning Rose pointed to the bottom of the document. There were names of people who had recently gone missing written there. Although he was long past his prime, there was one Master among the Expert Intermediate, Advanced, and Top levels.
“All these… .”
“yes. “Recently, these are people who disappeared after sending a request.”
“Even the master disappeared without a trace… .”
I felt like it was more dangerous than I expected.
“It’s not clear how many apostles there are or who the archbishop is?”
“Not at all. “We caught a white blood cultist a few days ago, but he committed suicide right away, so we couldn’t get any information.”
Denning Rose frowned with regret.
“He was caught by our agents while he was secretly carrying out missionary work, so he will not be seen again anymore.”
“Even on the black market, you can’t find a white-blooded religion.”
Raon quenched his appetite while looking at the documents. He expected something to come out of it, but he didn’t find much difference from what he got when he came here.
“It’s a shameful story, but the White Blood Church is like our natural enemy.”
Denning Rose sighed.
“We are a group formed by people on the bottom to protect themselves. In Gran Seville, a lot of people ask for information, including gamblers, thieves, courtesans, clerks, and servants. But the White Blood Church is not the place to find that.”
“Fanatics… .”
“yes. They never reveal their identity to anyone except those who believe in the blood god. “It is not easy to distinguish low-ranking cultists because their blood color is similar to that of ordinary people.”
“Thanks to this, Grasseville’s sales are dropping exponentially.”
“How could that be…?” .”
“Because there aren’t many crazy people who enjoy entertainment until they die.”
As I told Lars, most people do not risk their lives to enjoy entertainment. There are many entertainment cities similar to or larger than Granseville.
“Uhm… .”
Denning Rose swallowed dryly as she looked at Raon’s calm eyes.
‘It’s definitely different.’
As soon as I came to Gran Seville, I felt a surge of blood and realized that the White Blood Cult was hiding. No one has figured out such a thing until now. He was a man whose ways were different from ordinary masters.
‘I won’t be defeated by even the Twelve Continents.’
I have never felt this kind of astonishment among the twelve continental stars I have met so far. Raon seemed like he could stand up to the Continent Twelve Stars, who were one year older than him.
‘How can someone under 20 do this?’
What’s more surprising is his personality and heart.
I thought I would be arrogant because I gained both power and fame at a young age, but I don’t feel that way at all. He was moderately polite, thought only about the mission, and was able to absorb information very quickly.
‘He is a dangerous man.’
The world only looked at Raon’s power, but I thought what we really needed to look at was his judgment and insight.
“We will do whatever we can to support. “There is no need to deal with all the white-blooded cultists, so please kill only the high-ranking cultists here.”
Denning Rose gathered his thoughts and lowered his head. Granseville is a place with a lot of sales compared to its size. If I could just drive out the white-blooded believers, I could do anything.
“Whatever… .”
Raon smiled and stood up.
“I will remember those words.”
* * *
After meeting Denning Rose, Raon drank and wandered around Gran Seville before heading to Lake Malve. There were quite a few people who came boating with the courtesan, so he walked across the lake without any trace.
After climbing the hill on the other side of the lake, I looked at Gran Seville.
-What are you doing again? Are you not eating dinner?! This is a city of gourmets!
‘I have to work first, whether it’s gourmet food or not.’
-They say that demons who eat and die also have good stains!
‘You have to work to have money to buy food.’
-rice!
‘Day.’
Raon threw Lars, who was shouting “Bob,” towards the lake and looked down at Gran Seville. The more time passes, the more dangerous it is for the Gwangpungdan members and ordinary people. I had to find out the secrets of this place as quickly as possible.
‘It’s too flashy.’
As night fell, brilliant lights flashed, coloring the city with a splendor different from that of the day. It seemed as if disappearances, murders, and blood ties were not even on his mind, and he was just filled with joy.
‘There’s something.’
In Gran Seville at night, there was a damp stench that was different from the daytime. In particular, the flow of blood became more secretive, and the spirit of the Requiem Sword lost strength as if it was being weighed down by something. It was clear that the White Blood Cult had done something to that entire city.
‘It might be possible here.’
Now was the time to see the forest, not the trees, so I left Gran Seville and climbed a hill where I could see the entire city.
Whoa.
Raon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes, feeling the frustration go away.
Wooooow!
The ring of fire, now increased to seven, resonated. My heart began to beat faster and the flow of the world began to pass by slowly.
The waves of the river, the movement of air, and the flowing clouds flowed slowly like slugs.
Cheeeeee!
Raon added even more strength to the fast-bending rings. The moment the clear sound of the rings merged with my mind, I grabbed the requiem sword.
Oooooh!
The requiem sword resonated with the rings of fire circling the heart as if it were the eighth ring, creating a magnificent yogi.
‘Here’s one more.’
Raon bit his lip and aroused his evil eyes in anger. The anger clinging to my soul penetrated my reddened vision.
When the flow of the world shown by the ring of fire, the Yogi of the Requiem Sword that understands blood energy, and the clairvoyance of the Demon Eye of Anger came together, an unimaginable sight came into view.
“As expected, those bastards turned around.”
An eerie spark of light flashed from Raon’s eyes.
“You mean you did this shit?”
