Chapter 886
“yes?”
Raon blinked as he looked at Vulkan and Cuberud, who had taken a bite.
“Are you saying you will look at my sword first?”
“okay. “With so much good material gathered, wouldn’t it be a waste to leave it as is?”
Vulcan nodded as he looked at the dragon bones and teeth that filled the area around the workshop.
“I will use your teeth, bones, claws, and even scales to create a sword that will never break.”
He clenched his fist, saying that he would use this opportunity to forge the Jecheon Sword stronger.
“You made the Jecheon Sword when you were just out of traineeship, so now is the time to fix it.”
Balkan said that now was the best opportunity, his eyes shining with anticipation.
“I am of the same opinion.”
Kuberud stood next to Balkan and nodded.
“As I said before, the requiem sword was not originally made for combat. “Since you’re using it as a weapon, I’d like to refine it a little too.”
He turned his thick wrist, saying he wanted to forge the requiem sword’s energy so that it could be used more efficiently.
“If you two look at it, I have no reason to refuse.”
Raon said thank you and put his hands together in front of him.
If a craftsman from another continent had said something like that, he would have absolutely rejected it.
No matter how good your skills are, it is difficult to forge a new sword made by someone else.
However, Balkan is the craftsman who made the Jecheon Sword and Kuberud is the craftsman who made the Requiem Sword.
Those two people would be able to modify the Jecheon Sword and Requiem Sword to suit the current version of themselves.
“Can I join in too?”
Borgos raised his short leg and dug in between Raon, Balkan, and Kuberud.
“Mr. Borgos?”
Raon looked at Borgos with wide eyes.
“Where does the dwarf want to fit in? “There are no weapons you made.”
Vulcan waved his hand, saying he was resting.
“There are weapons. “I made a dagger for my benefactor.”
Borgos raised his chin as if he was talking about the thousand-year-old monument stored inside the black dragon robe.
“Then you’re going to fix that dagger?”
“There is something else besides that.”
Borgos raised his finger and pointed to the sword of Rimmer worn on his right waist.
“no way… .”
“Can elves who know how to grow trees make a wooden sword? “Of course it is the work of our ancestors.”
He raised his eyebrows, saying that his ancestors made the Rimmer sword.
“Mokryun Sword… .”
Raon chewed his lips thinly as he held Rimmer’s sword.
“It was that kind of name.”
Until now, it has been called Rimmer’s sword or the leaf sword, but its original name seems to have been the wooden wheel sword.
It was like Rimmer who left without even telling me the name of the sword.
“You didn’t even know the name?”
Borgos tilted his head as if it was strange.
“Because it wasn’t my sword to begin with.”
“Oh yeah. You said Rimmer left with it… .”
He let out a heavy sigh, saying he understood now.
“I understand how you feel, Borgos, but this sword is not mine, so I think it will be difficult.”
Raon shook his head, saying that he needed Sterin’s permission.
“No, it’ll be okay. “I was the one who constantly maintained Mokryun Sword when he was in Seifia.”
Borgos snorted, saying that if he had had enough materials, he would have fixed it a long time ago.
“I also told Sterin that I would fix it. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll send a letter to that guy right now.”
He pounded his chest with his fist, asking me to believe him.
“You can trust it.”
Balkan smiled at Borgos.
“Because dwarves don’t lie when it comes to hammering.”
He lifted his finger and said to give it a try.
“okay. “If you keep looking at that sword, you will be able to handle it without difficulty.”
Cuberud also tilted his head as if asking Borgos to trust him.
“hmm.”
After having a quick bite to eat, Raon unfastened all three swords he was wearing at his waist.
“Then please do me a favor.”
He said he would take good care of him and entrusted the Jecheon Sword to Vulkan, the Requiem Sword to Kuberud, and finally, the Mokryun Sword to Borgos.
“Wait just a moment. “I will forge you into a sword that can more firmly protect your goal.”
Vulcan patted his shoulder, telling him to look forward to it.
“I plan to adjust the revenant spirits within the requiem sword so that they can move more comfortably. “If you are now, you will be able to control the power of vengeful spirits.”
Kuberud’s eyes brightened quietly as he said that the Requiem Sword would change quite a bit.
“I will make you something devilish. “So that anyone can cut down.”
Borgos pressed his lips down as if trying to capture the emotions he felt at the hands of Balrog into his sword.
The skills of the three continental craftsmen seemed to be similar, but the smelting methods each pursued were very different.
“Should I bet on something like this?”
Borgos raised a finger.
“Who creates the most outstanding work?”
He shrugged his shoulders as if he thought it would be fun.
“Refining your sword is not about comparing yourself to others, but fighting against yourself… .”
“Are you not confident?”
Borgos rolled his eyes as if teasing Cuberud.
“To whom are you speaking? “I am Cubbarud!”
Cuberud erased his calm gaze and shouted. It seemed like she, too, was hiding her fiery side beneath her composure.
“Not bad.”
He nodded as if he liked Vulcan.
“There are gold bullets, so the results will be quite interesting.”
He took out six gold bullets and gave them two each.
“The period is only one week. “You’ll be okay, right?”
“Of course.”
“That’s enough.”
After gathering the necessary materials, the three continental artisans dispersed to different workshops and immediately began work.
“… “Are they really the continent’s commanders?”
Buren let out a sigh as if he was embarrassed by the childish appearance of the three craftsmen.
“You looked happy… .”
Runaan nodded, saying it felt like children playing together.
“That’s all good, but when are they going to make our swords like that?”
Martha wrinkled her nose as if asking what she would do if all three of them touched Raon’s sword.
“You won’t have to worry.”
Palentun shook his head.
“As long as there is competition, I will continue to try to create good works.”
He laughed, saying that if he waited calmly, famous sword-level weapons and equipment would pour in.
“You’ll be back soon, so I think it would be a good idea to share the ingredients first.”
“That is correct. “It moves quickly.”
The village chiefs of Palentun and Myrtan called the artisans, saying that they should share the materials first.
Is it because the leaders seemed friendly with each other? The artisans of Myrtan Village and the dwarves of the Gray Hammer Guild worked together as if they were close friends even though they were meeting for the first time and began the work of classifying materials.
“Chief… .”
Runaan approached the chief of Myrtan Village, who was transporting the dragon’s bones and scales.
“Ah, Runaan. Long time no see.”
The village chief said he was late in greeting and bowed his head to Runan.
“Thank you for the sword. “I’m writing it well.”
Runaan took out the tale, showed it to her, and then nodded.
“thank god. “Now you can use a better sword.”
The village chief laughed and said that one of those three craftsmen would make a better sword.
“no.”
Runaan shook his head.
“yes?”
“The village chief makes it.”
She said she didn’t want to throw away the folk tale and asked him to fix it like Raon’s sword.
“Ji, are you serious?”
The chief of Mirtan Village trembled his lips as if he was dumbfounded.
“If I just stay still, they’ll make a famous sword, right? “You’re leaving it to me?”
“huh.”
Runaan nodded without the slightest hesitation.
“… Think again. “I’m confident in my skills, but I’m not at the level where I can keep up with them.”
The village chief waved his hand, saying that this was not an opportunity that came twice.
“This is perfect for me. “Ingredients like Raon were also used.”
Runan shook her head, saying that the tale was also a pair with Raon’s Jecheon Sword.
“It’s a pair… .”
The village chief smiled slightly and nodded.
“Since the ingredients were divided, you could look at it that way. All right.”
He chewed his lip as he looked at the dragon bone in his hand.
“I will do my best not to be pushed out by those three.”
The chief of Myrtan Village nodded his head loudly as he received the story from Runan. I could feel the desire to follow in the footsteps of continental craftsmen in his reddened eyes.
“good. me too… .”
As soon as Dorian saw Runaan’s decision, he headed to where the artisans of the Gray Hammer Guild were.
“hello!”
“What’s going on?”
Palentun raised his gaze while holding a bone larger than his own body in his arms.
“I have a favor to ask of you.”
Dorian approached Borgos’ best disciple who was moving dragon scales.
“Um, are you talking about me?”
Borgos’ best disciple blinked at Dorian.
“Please make my sword again this time!”
Dorian stood in front of Borgos’ best disciple and immediately hit his head.
“ah… .”
Borgos’s best disciple opened his mouth as if he was surprised by Dorian’s proposal.
“No, I’m really not good at it… .”
He shook his head, saying that he was far inferior to the chief of Mirtan Village.
“no.”
Dorian smiled slightly as he polished his sword.
“I’ve seen and held many swords, but none suited me as well as this one.”
He bent down again, asking me to make a sword that would fit him.
“Since you say so, I will do my best.”
Borgos’ disciple said he was grateful and took Dorian’s sword.
“Shall I repair this sword too?”
Martha licked her lips and pulled out her sword.
“My father gave it to me as a gift, so I don’t want to change it.”
She nodded, saying that she wanted to continue using the gift that Denier had personally given her.
“… .”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Marta, who was holding the sword dearly.
‘Now that I think about it, there was no denier today.’
Denier went out on a mission and was nowhere to be seen, but instead of feeling reassured, my anxiety soared.
It seemed like I would continue to feel this ominous feeling until I knew exactly whether he was friend or foe.
-Hey!
Lars hit Raon hard on the shoulder.
-You’re not going to keep waiting here, are you?
‘Of course I have to go back.’
Raon smiled faintly, erasing the ominous look.
‘If I don’t go right away, my sister will hit me.’
* * *
Raon left a message to contact me when the sword was completed and returned to Sieghart.
– Damn it!
Lars gritted his teeth as he looked at the darkened annex.
-I came back from that hot village. It’s already been a while since evening! I didn’t eat two proper meals!
The guy sniffed that he had missed both lunch and dinner.
-Now it’s time for everyone to go to bed, so there won’t be any leftover food… .
Lars rubbed his head, saying he wanted to avoid being in Nadine’s shoes.
‘I guess I don’t have to eat that?’
Raon smiled and opened the door to the annex, and the scent of various dishes that made your mouth water naturally came out.
“I was preparing when I heard you were coming. “You really came at the perfect time?”
Helen, who was carrying food to the kitchen, smiled brightly and waved her hand.
“Raon came?”
“son. “A time commitment is a big deal!”
Sylvia and Edgar waved as they left the restaurant.
“Raon!”
Sia jumped out from between the two and hugged him.
“Why are you so late!”
She pursed her lips as she continued to hear thunder coming from the ship.
“Sorry.”
Raon comforted Sia and patted her on the back.
“let’s hurry! “Mom and sisters prepared all the food!”
When I was led into the restaurant by Sia’s hand, the table was filled with steaming dishes.
-What, what is it? It’s night, why are we having dinner now… .
Lars’ eyes widened as if he didn’t know why dinner was served at such a late hour.
‘I asked Yua for a favor. ‘Please prepare dinner a little later today.’
Raon waved to YooA, who was standing behind the table.
‘Of course, I had no idea it would be served on such a grand scale.’
-Huh… .
His eyes trembled as if he had no idea Lars had made such preparations.
-Yes, I never thought you would prepare something like this.
“I also bought some beaded ice cream. “Take it after your meal.”
Helen waved her hand as she said she had several flavors to choose from.
-Goo, even beaded ice cream?
‘Because I promised.’
-Keuuuuuu!
Lars nodded, wiping away his tears with the round back of his hand.
-You finally came to your senses!
The guy nodded loudly, as if he was moved.
-good night! Now I will accept you as a demon!
Lars stretched out his arms as if to welcome us.
‘There’s no need at all… .’
Raon let out a long sigh. Lars still seemed very deluded.
* * *
Three days later.
Raon left the annex wearing dark red robes.
“Where?”
Sia, who was swinging her sword in front of Edgar and Sylvia, tilted her head.
“I have a meeting.”
“meeting?”
“huh. “High-ranking people gather in one place.”
It looked like he was just walking slowly, but he waved his hand at Sia, who was approaching with great retaliation.
“The will of the competition?”
“A meeting is suddenly being held, I don’t know what’s going on… .”
Edgar and Sylvia lowered their eyebrows as if they were worried.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but I think it’s important.”
Two days ago, I received a call asking me to attend a meeting at noon today, and since it said that all of Sieghardt’s executives would be gathering, it seemed like it was a big agenda.
-Tsk!
Lars sat down on his shoulder and clicked his tongue.
-It’s time to explore delicious restaurants! It’s a pity, but I guess I’ll have to eat at my old man’s house today.
Instead of saying he was disappointed, the guy took a long sip as if he was looking forward to it.
From gourmet dishes to street snacks, there is no food I dislike. I don’t know why I became the lord of anger instead of gluttony.
“Shall I go too?”
Sia tilted her head as if she wanted to go too.
“It will be boring. “I just have to sit down.”
“Ugh, then I don’t like it… .”
“Let’s come back and play.”
Raon said he was playing with Sia and stroked her head.
“Don’t worry here, just focus on your work.”
“okay. “We just need to look after Sia.”
Sylvia smiled and waved her hand, and Edgar scratched his head and laughed. Just watching him warms my heart. Now, it felt like a happy family without any wrinkles.
“Then I’ll come back.”
Raon left the annex and headed to the main building with a light smile on his face.
On the way to Gajujeon, I encountered many prosecutors, and they all bowed their heads with nervous eyes.
-Hmm… .
Ras briefly nodded as he looked at the swordsmen bending deeply.
-You used to only get criticized, so you’ve grown a lot. Now I finally have the spirit to be worthy of the King.
The guy nodded, saying he liked it.
‘Have you given up yet?’
Raon tilted his head as he looked at Ras, who had a serious expression on his face.
-The King does not know how to give up! At any time, at any time, I will eat your body!
Lars shook his head, saying he couldn’t just leave the abilities and characteristics he dedicated to his body alone.
‘For that matter, you haven’t argued with me or attacked me lately, have you?’
-Si, it’s noisy! This king is just waiting for his time! Cheetah! okay. Like a cheetah, it catches up even if you run from behind… .
‘yes. ‘I see.’
Raon entered the family battle, teasing Ras.
Goooooh.
The iron door of the throne room, which was tense just to look at, was wide open, and inside, the executives were taking their seats in rows.
As it was a great meeting, executives and old prosecutors from the Senate who were rarely seen on a regular basis were also filling the seats, making the huge throne room feel full.
“hey! nephew!”
Balder, who was leaning his back against the pillar, raised his voice as if he was yelling.
“… .”
Karun crossed his arms and closed his eyes as if he was not interested.
“Come this way!”
Balder lifted his finger as if to stand next to him.
“I’m sorry, but it’s not my place to go yet.”
Raon shook his head, saying he couldn’t go to Jeonju.
“Hmm, maybe not anymore?”
Balder quenched his appetite, saying it would be okay if he came a little early.
“There is still a long way to go.”
After gently refusing, I stood in my usual spot and waited for Glenn to come out.
When all the executives except the prosecutors who were on a mission entered the throne room, the inner room opened and Glenn, Roen, and Cheryl came out.
“Meet the matriarch!”
The executives in the throne room knelt and bowed their heads in accordance with Karun’s greeting.
“… .”
Unlike usual, Glenn went up to the podium with heavy steps without telling him to stand up.
Instead of sitting on the throne, he stood at the edge of the podium and lifted his chin.
“Get up.”
“yes!”
Only after hearing a quiet voice telling them to stand up did the executives in the audience room raise their heads and straighten their backs.
There was an unusual tension on their faces.
Gooooooo.
Glenn looked down at Sieghardt’s executives with a spirit that seemed to be weighing on his shoulders. She seemed to have gone back to 20 years ago, when she just shed her ruthlessness.
“The agenda for this meeting is… .”
Glenn’s dry gaze turned to Raon standing on the right.
“It is a promotion to Gwangpungdae.”
He lowered his chin, saying that this was the most important agenda of this conference.
“yes… ?”
Raon looked at Glenn and widened his eyes. She thought it was important, but she never thought it would be about her.
“I’ll tell you what happens next.”
Non-banquet owner Chad, standing below Glenn, bowed his head.
“After ascending to the transcendental level, the Great Lord of the Wind Wind destroyed Derus Robert’s plan, rescued Aris Sieghart, and prevented an attack by ancient dragons in Seifia… .”
Chad recited one by one the achievements that Raon and Gwangpungdae had achieved so far.
“… Therefore, the Biannhoe recognizes that Gwangpungdae has accumulated sufficient performance to be promoted to Gwangpungjeon.”
He calmly nodded, saying that it was an achievement that everyone could not help but acknowledge.
“If you have an opposing opinion, please raise your hand.”
Chad nodded, saying that anyone who disagrees should raise their hand.
“Hmm.”
“It seems a little fast, but… .”
“There is no reason to object.”
“If you look at the performance, it feels rather late.”
None of the executives raised their hands. Most of them looked like they knew what was coming.
“Since there is no objection, leave it like this…” .”
“It’s the opposite.”
Everyone’s eyes turned to the far right at the cold voice. Karun, standing on the pillar closest to the podium, had his hand raised.
“Karun… ?”
Glenn lowered his eyebrows deeply as if he was dumbfounded.
“Have you finally gone crazy? “You said we should hold this meeting!”
Balder twirled his finger around Karun’s forehead and wrinkled his forehead deeply.
“Suddenly, dementia
