Irond was sitting in the center of the Baekryeondae training hall with his eyes closed. He seemed to be meditating, and a black shadow appeared in front of him, motionless.
Irond slowly opened his eyes. He did not panic even after seeing the strange situation where there were only shadows and no people.
“You came as expected?”
“You look like you’re in good shape.”
A low voice was heard from the shadows. It was the voice of the masked person who had previously visited the hospital room.
“He said I shouldn’t engage in an unfair sword fight and gave me time to recover and swing my sword. “Anyway, we come from a family that is crazy about swordsmanship.”
Irond sneered, muttering Sieghardt’s name.
“Are you confident that you can defeat Raon Sieghardt?”
“Are you saying that even after looking at me in person?”
“… … .”
The masked man gave me a harsh look from the shadows, as if asking me to speak.
“joy. He absorbed all of the Cheongyeongdan and also acquired Baekjam Infinite. “I’ll cut off his arm and even break his danjeon, just like you want.”
“One of the two is fine.”
“The rest is mine. I don’t like him either. “To the point where I want to strangle him.”
Irond narrowed his eyes and spoke in a voice dripping with murder.
“Do whatever you want. However, if you let your guard down and do something stupid… .”
“It’s unnecessary nagging. “Tell your master to wait comfortably.”
“… … .”
The masked man had no answer. The shadow containing him became lighter as if melting in the sun and then disappeared completely.
“It looks like they are using me as a hunting dog and are planning to boil me after the hunt… .”
Irond looked at the ground where the Masked Man’s shadow was reflected and drew an eerie smile.
“I’ll accept it for now. But it won’t go into the pot like you think.”
* * *
Sieghardt’s Grand Armament Hall.
This special training hall, which could only be entered with permission from the head of the family or the head of the family, was unusually full of people.
The reason, of course, was the sword fight between Raon and Irond.
On days when sword fights take place, it is possible to freely enter the grand performance hall, so most of Sieghardt’s warriors were seated in the audience.
The managers of the Great Yeonmujang also set up a sparring hall in the center for sword fighting and were busy making seats for the executives so that their feet could not be seen.
“A sword fight between the Lord of the Wind Wind and the Lord of the White Lotus, it must be the first time in a long time that your eyes are refreshed.”
“Which of the two will win?”
“They are major and minor. Even if the White Lotus Lord caused a big problem, the conclusion has already been drawn.”
“Well, my experience fighting with a sword is different.”
“okay. No matter how genius Raon Sieghardt is, it is difficult to overcome that barrier of time. “He’s not someone the Great Lord White Lotus used to play around with.”
“I too hope that the Stormtrooper will win, but it is hopeless.”
“I don’t know why you signed up for a sword fight, just punish yourself.”
Most of the dancers sitting in the audience predicted the victory of Irond, who was at a higher level and had much more experience.
The reason for the sword fight is that Raon’s favorability is high, and even though Irond’s reputation has hit rock bottom, the prediction of victory or defeat has not changed.
“I don’t know. Raon Sieghardt is not a man who steps forward without any measures.”
“that’s right. Don’t you remember defeating Raiden here? Even back then, everyone predicted Raiden’s victory.”
“It’s not just that. Raon Sieghardt has never lost a one-on-one duel before. “Don’t you remember when you caught the apostle of the White Blood Church during Expert?”
However, unlike before, the number of people predicting Raon’s victory based on his achievements has increased considerably.
“Is it the same now as it was then? Irond is not Raiden. “There is no comparison.”
“Then Raon stayed still? A 21-year-old has reached the highest level of Master! “Did you forget that we caught two snails and a white tiger this time?”
“Even the Great Lord of the White Lotus can easily do that. “I know Irond is a bastard, but you have to think calmly about the game!”
“If I were to judge calmly, it would be Raon. If you win this sword fight, your influence within the family will increase significantly, so I wonder if you went forward without even thinking about it!”
“Then let’s go to the gambling den. “Why don’t we put all of this month’s salary in the one that everyone is pushing?”
“Get it as a salary!”
The people who were debating who would win between Raon and Irond took out their bags of gold coins and ran to the gambling table set up on the outskirts of the training ground.
Buren smiled slightly as he watched the audience moving around.
“Now, more and more people know about Raon.”
In the past, when sword fighting took place at the Great Yeonmujang, most people only bet on Raiden, but now the number of people betting on Raon has increased significantly.
‘It probably means that Raon’s skills are recognized.’
A fight between the major and minor lords. Even though it was a sword fight between warriors whose differences in age and experience went beyond that, the fact that there were people betting on Raon meant that more people recognized his power.
“Hmm… .”
I turned my head to the right at the sound of yawning. Runaan was chewing her mouth again and shaking her head.
“Wake me up when it starts.”
Runaan waved his hands helplessly and began to sleep openly.
‘I’m not nervous at all.’
Instead of feeling nervous, Runan began to doze off, as if she thought that Raon would win.
I don’t know whether to say I have a strong heart or that my faith in Raon is firm.
“Anyway, there are a lot of idiots.”
Martha snorted as she saw people flocking to the gambling house and betting on Irond.
“There’s no way he’s going to fight a losing battle.”
She also spoke words of trust, as if she thought that Raon would definitely win this sword fight.
“Yes. “Our Yamseng unit leader never loses a fight.”
Crane agreed with Marta and licked his lips.
“I can’t imagine my vice president losing to someone anymore.”
Even Dorian, the most timid person in the frenzy, was chewing his snack with a calm expression.
These are not the only ones. The entire Gwangpungdae was waiting for today’s sword fight with unquestioning eyes, believing in Raon’s victory.
Buren looked at the windmill and smiled calmly.
‘That’s fascinating.’
Originally, the only people in the Gwangpungdae who had an interest in Raon were Dorian and Runan.
It was surprising and strange that Ra-on, whom she thought of as a thorn stuck in her finger, had become a relationship where she could trust him and entrust her life to him.
‘Maybe it’s because a lot has happened… .’
As Burren was reminiscing about old times, Saint Pedro of Rags came up to the seat next to him.
“Why are you the only ones? “What about him?”
Pedric tilted his head after checking the number of people in the frenzy.
“Dung flies are in dung. “Where could it be?”
“poop?”
“hey.”
Martha immediately realized who Pedric was asking and pointed down.
The red-haired elf was aimed at the tip of her finger.
“Me first! Bet on me first! You bastards! Move! “Don’t bet on Raon!”
Rimmer was shouting while holding a bag of gold coins in his arms among the numerous gamblers.
“Hey, owner! “All my property to Raon Sieghardt!”
“… … .”
Pedric and Gwangpungdae looked at Rimmer’s pitiful appearance and shook their heads at the same time.
* * *
The sound of serious steps passes behind the main gate of Daeyeonmujang.
Raon’s brilliant apology is revealed above the majesty of the black dragon robe that seems to be wrapped in darkness.
Unlike her blonde hair, which glowed more brilliantly in the sunlight, her calm red eyes were foreign.
“Uh… .”
“Um, is that Raon?”
“The momentum is no joke… .”
“It’s not the assistant manager’s level. “It wouldn’t be strange to say that he is a great master!”
The audience opened their mouths wide as if they were mesmerized by the out-of-class weight and beautiful appearance that made them forget to speak.
“Wow!”
“Raon Sieghardt!”
“Believe! Screw Irond!”
“That kind of trash can’t even be recycled!”
“I bet all my money on you!”
The audience, who belatedly came to their senses, waved their hands and raised their voices.
Raon headed to the sparring hall created in the center of the dance hall while listening to the cheers of the audience that filled the audience seats.
-It’s different than before.
Lars looked around at the crowd and frowned.
-Before, there were very few people cheering for you.
‘It did.’
Raon smiled and nodded. When he came to engage in a sword fight with Raiden previously, he found less than a handful of people cheering him on.
But now, more than half of the swordsmen in Dalian were crying out his name.
Even if Irond had committed a crime, he did not expect this much cheering.
‘The matriarch was right.’
Glenn said that not only did Irond’s downfall depend on this sword fight, but there was also an element of his family’s influence rising to an incomparable level compared to before.
Looking at the audience’s reaction now, it seemed like what he said was correct.
Raon calmed his rapidly beating heart and stood in front of the sparring hall.
Irond had already arrived on the other side. He sat in the waiting area and looked at me with cold eyes.
‘You’re not an idiot at all.’
I thought he would get excited as soon as he saw me, but Irond’s eyes were cold.
He knew how to control his emotions, as if he didn’t take the title for no reason.
“It looks good.”
Irond smiled slightly and gestured with his chin.
“I was comfortable thanks to someone.”
In fact, it was extremely difficult to learn Glenn’s teachings, but I waved my hand and pretended to be relaxed.
“I can understand that you are confident. That helplessness at that age. The world will seem low and shallow. but… .”
A creepy red light slowly bloomed from Irond’s eyes.
“I have been swinging a sword since before you were born. Regardless of the level, the actual experience itself is different. “You will regret challenging me to a sword fight.”
“Even if I didn’t walk, you would have walked at some point.”
Raon tapped the scabbard of Jecheon Sword and twisted his chin.
“I just wanted to get rid of that eyesore quickly. “I’m not curious about your experience and level.”
“Your mindset is still amazing.”
Irond frowned, not giving in to the provocation. He seemed to have successfully cultivated his mind for a month.
‘It’ll be more fun than I thought.’
Raon sat in the waiting room with a satisfied smile.
After waiting for a while, people began to fill the executive seats.
Following Serena, whom we met earlier, Karun, Denier, and Balder also came in and sat at the head table.
While I was watching the executives and waiting for the sparring to begin, two swordsmen standing in front of the main gate of the sparring hall struck the floor with their greatswords.
Coooooo!
The cries of the prosecutors were heard along with a huge sound that shook the ground.
“The matriarch is entering!”
Glenn enters the main entrance of the main training hall bathed in golden sunlight. The majestic presence that extended out like a divine sword made it difficult to see Sheryl and Roen behind him.
To reveal such a presence without using aura or force, it was as if he could not be outdone even by the demon lords he faced in Haebun Castle.
“Meet the matriarch!”
Raon and everyone in the main training hall bowed their heads towards Glenn.
Glenn didn’t even nod his head and went up to the highest table on the podium. Truly the power of a king. The person who taught me swordsmanship and ate sandwiches with me every night did not exist here.
“Everyone wake up.”
It was only after Glenn made a gesture that everyone in the great hall stood up and was barely able to breathe.
“Go ahead.”
At his direction, the emcee below the podium took a step forward.
“The gladiators who will be conducting the sword fight today, Lord of the White Lotus, Irond, and Lord of the Storm, Raon Sieghart, please go up to the stage!”
At the host’s shout, Irond went up to the sparring hall first. He gave me a look filled with cool emotions, as if he had finished preparing his heart.
Raon did not go up to the sparring hall, but looked at the audience.
Sylvia was praying while holding hands with her maids, Gwangpungdae was leisurely eating Dorian’s snack as if he believed it, and Rimmer was waving his hand above the gambling sign.
I passed them and saw where the Baekryeondae prosecutors were. They were looking at them with earnest eyes, as if asking to be saved from Irond’s hands.
Those eyes seemed to be looking at myself in my past life, when I couldn’t escape Derus Robert’s leash.
My grip tightened, and on the contrary, my chest became cold.
Raon took a short breath and went up to the sparring hall.
“from now on!”
Following the host’s instructions, Raon and Irond stood facing each other in the center of the sparring hall.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment.”
Irond pursed his lips. As we stood face to face in front of him, both his body and his aura felt as if they had become stronger.
‘It’s not a feeling. I’ve become really strong.’
There is no way your senses are lying. It was right to believe in the feeling and fight while thinking that Irond had become stronger.
“thanks.”
Irond snapped his fingers as if he was about to pull out his sword.
“Thanks to you, I will only receive a light punishment and I will be able to operate the unit again.”
The guy was thinking of atonement for his crime with the gold plate he would get after the sword fight.
Combining the two gold medals and the achievements he had accumulated so far, it was quite a possibility.
“Imagination is free.”
Raon placed his hand on the blade of the Jecheon Sword, feeling his heart become cold as if it were frozen.
“what?”
“Your disciplinary action will take place here. “With my own hands.”
With a sneer on his lips, he gestured to Irond with his chin.
“It won’t be as gentle as your family’s punishment, so prepare yourself.”
“bouncer… .”
Irond frowned deeper. However, it did not seem to be enough to shake his immovability.
“Are you both ready?”
“done.”
“That’s it.”
Ryand and Raon nodded at the same time.
The host took a step back and raised his hands to the sky.
“Then, from now on, we will begin the sword fight between the White Lotus Lord and the Wild Wind Lord!”
He threw his hands down like a thunderbolt and left the platform.
It started, but Raon and Irond didn’t move. With only their hands on their swords, they looked into each other’s eyes.
Gooooooo!
The momentum of the two swordsmen, who had reached the highest level of master, slowly rose like the rising sun and began to create enormous pressure in the sparring arena.
Pudddeuk!
As Raon and Irond’s forces collided, the well-ironed sparring ground crumbled and stone fragments began to rise.
The moment a finger-sized piece of stone reached his waist, Raon pulled out his sword.
As the extremely sharp sword technique using Cheongwoo’s technique was unleashed, a blue sword light flashed before my eyes. Irond also struck at the same moment.
Hahaha!
As the Jecheon Sword and Irond’s sword collided, a huge tremor occurred that made the training hall vibrate.
Due to the tremendous impact, the two swords were twisted and pushed back.
Irond tried to back away with his sword, but Raon’s movements were different.
Coo!
Raon stepped forward with his left foot. He caught up with Irond, reducing the aftereffects of the shock with Taehwabo pressing down on his land.
“this guy!”
Irond immediately caught the movement and came down with his left elbow. It was a natural movement since his right hand holding the sword was backwards.
Raon caught Irond’s movements in a split second and grabbed his sleeve with his left hand.
Teuddeuk!
The wrist, gently bending with the skill of the sword, sent away Irond’s ferocious attack.
Quaaaaa!
He lowered his right hand, Jecheon Sword, which had reduced the impact with Taehwabo.
“Ugh!”
Irond groaned and created a wall of strength in front of his sword.
I could feel the force stronger than the iron wall, but the flame that colored the Jecheon Sword was sharper than that.
Sigh!
The wall of aura created by Irond cracked, and his chest was torn diagonally, blood gushing out.
“You… .”
Irond bit his lip as he looked at the wound on his chest.
“Practical experience? “High level?”
Raon shook off a drop of blood that had formed on the tip of the Jecheon Sword. He sneered as he aimed his red-hot blade at Irond.
“You can just chew on that kind of thing.”
