Episode 890
As soon as Raon heard that the Iron Corps had sent an emergency request for assistance, he ran straight to the audience room.
“I meet you, my lord.”
He got up from his throne and knelt down before Glenn, who was looking out the window.
“Get up.”
Glenn slowly turned around and gestured for me to get up.
“thank you.”
Raon bowed his head to Glenn once more and then stood up.
“I heard that the Iron Corps has sent out a request for emergency assistance.”
“It looks like the non-reciprocator spoke first.”
Glenn nodded calmly, looking at Chad standing behind Raon.
“As you said, we received an emergency request for support a little while ago. Although it may not be as severe as the Gwangpungdae, the Cheoljeondae has also accomplished a lot of growth while carrying out difficult missions, so it is rare for them to request support first.”
He lowered his eyebrows, holding the letter that seemed to have been sent by Travin, the Iron Lord.
“I guess that means it’s a difficult mission.”
Raon let out a heavy breath.
“The mission originally given to the Iron Troops was not difficult.”
Glenn let out a short breath and shook his head.
“What was the original mission of the Iron Corps?”
“It’s reconnaissance.”
“reconnaissance….”
Raon opened his eyes wide at the unexpected mission of the Iron Troops.
‘So something serious happened during the reconnaissance?’
Reconnaissance missions are tedious and time-consuming as they only cover the Sieghart area, but they are not all that dangerous.
I was anxious about what was going on and why I had to send out an emergency request for assistance.
“If you leave Sieghart’s territory and go northeast, there is a nomad village called Bodri. It was originally quite a large place, but it has grown even larger as people who lost their homes and villages in the war have gathered there.”
Glenn suddenly brought up the story of the village of Boduri, which had nothing to do with Sieghardt.
“Yes, I know.”
He nodded, as he too had seen the village of Boduri from afar.
“The Iron Troops are about to return to their home after completing their reconnaissance mission, but they’ve asked for help in repelling monsters.”
“If it were the Iron Lord, he would have said he would help.”
Raon smiled faintly as he recalled Travin’s face.
‘Of course I would have followed.’
Travin is a person who did not ignore me even when I was weak and of low status, and acknowledged me as a prosecutor.
Even if nomads who were not part of Sieghart had asked for help, they would have gladly accepted it.
“Yes. I told you to accept it because you asked my permission first.”
Glenn smiled faintly, as if he was Travin, and said he would report first.
“Your Majesty….”
“If even that village disappears, the nomads will have nothing left.”
He nodded his chin as if it were a natural thing to do.
“Yes.”
Raon lifted his lips slightly, feeling the warmth rippling in Glenn’s dry eyes.
“The first report that came up said that a small number of monsters kept appearing. They weren’t that strong, so we said we’d deal with them and return. But… .”
Glenn put down the letter Travin had sent him at first and opened the letter that seemed to have arrived this time.
“They say that monsters are endlessly rising from the land that has turned purple now.”
He lowered his eyebrows deeply.
“They keep coming back no matter how many times they are killed, and now they have been pushed back to the village. They say they asked for help because if time goes by like this, the nomads’ entire homeland will disappear.”
Glenn read Travin’s letter and folded it in half.
“A monster appears from the land dyed purple… .”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the letter Glenn had folded.
‘One of three?’
The Birth of a King, the Black Tower or Eden.
There was a possibility that a new king would be born and monsters would gather there, or that he would start a fight in Eden or the Black Tower.
I guess I wouldn’t know the cause until I saw it for myself.
“Actually, it has nothing to do with Sieghardt. It wouldn’t matter if we sent an order to the Iron Troops to return.”
Glenn told me the current situation in a cool voice.
“Will you still go?”
He bowed his heavy eyes as if asking about her true intentions.
“Yes, I will go.”
Raon nodded without a moment’s hesitation.
“It’s not Sieghard’s business right now, but it could soon be our business. And there’s also the possibility that Omar might try to do something, so it’s best to stop it in advance.”
Even if it happened outside of Sieghart’s territory, it could happen to you someday. It was right to stop it before it got any worse.
“I heard that the Iron Lord wanted to come to Gwangpungjeon, but he already asked me to do a mission that would produce results. I like it.”
Raon bowed his head, asking for this mission to be given to him.
“is it.”
Glenn warmed his cold face with a smile, as if he was pleased with Raon’s answer.
“As you said, it is right to cut off dangerous buds before they grow any bigger.”
He nodded calmly and put his hand down.
“Actually, I could have given this mission to the Heavy Moojeon, but since the Gwangpungdae will be eating from the same pot as the Cheoljeondae, I thought it would be best for you to go.”
Glenn smiled faintly as he told her why he had called him.
“I think so too. Thank you for calling me first.”
Raon bowed his head with his hand on his chest.
‘It’s a perfect opportunity.’
Since it was almost certain that the Iron Troops would enter the Gwangpungjeon, it seemed like a good opportunity to check out the new subordinates’ abilities.
“As the lord said, Gwangpungdae will take on this support mission.”
He bowed to Glenn and told him that he would accept the mission.
“This is an emergency request for assistance. You don’t need to report to me separately. We will depart as soon as we are ready.”
He waved his hand as if telling me to go quickly.
“I’m leaving for work in two days, and you’re just as busy as I am.”
Cheryl tilted her chin slightly as she said she wouldn’t see me for a while.
“Have a safe trip.”
She waved her hand thinly, saying she’d see me later.
“Heh heh heh.”
Roen came forward, smiling faintly.
“I don’t think you need any advice, Your Majesty. I just hope you have a safe trip.”
He bowed his head cautiously, as if asking for Travin’s favor.
“then.”
Raon greeted Glenn, Roen, and Cheryl in turn and left the audience room.
“I used to feel a little uneasy about that back view….”
Roen shook his head briefly as he looked at the door through which Raon had exited.
“I feel reassured right now. No matter what happens to the Iron Troops, I feel like they’ll be able to save them safely.”
He laughed, saying he didn’t know Raon’s back would become so sturdy.
“I felt the same way.”
Cheryl nodded, taking hold of his left wrist with her right hand.
“When Raon stood before me during the last mission, it felt like he was looking at the Lord. It seemed like he wouldn’t give up no matter who the enemy was.”
She gave a faint smile as she said that there was no need to worry about the iron fence.
“Khuh-hum!”
Glenn seemed to be happy with Cheryl and Roen’s compliments on Raon, as he slightly turned his ankles as if dancing.
“Not to that extent, I can do my job no matter where I put it.”
Contrary to his seemingly humble words, he could not hide his bright expression as if a light had been turned on.
“When we were sparring a while ago, he was able to move his body even after being hit repeatedly with lightning strikes. He still seems immature, but if he gains more experience, there won’t be many who can stand above him.”
Glenn was licking his lips, saying that the only ones above Raon now were the leaders of the Five Emperors and the Five Spirits.
“Your Majesty.”
Chad, the non-concert leader, walked up to the podium and bowed his head.
“On the way to pick up Raon, another report came in.”
He bowed his head and held out a white envelope from his bosom.
“This is a letter from an agent monitoring Shinjuoryeong.”
“Shinjuoryeong… .”
As soon as Glenn read the letter Chad gave him, his warm eyes softened.
A cold aura emanated from around him, a name that befitted his title as the King of the North.
“Are you going to make a stupid choice in the end?”
* * *
As soon as Raon left the audience room, he returned to the five-armed combat range.
The Gwangpungdae inspectors also heard Chad’s words, so they all remained in the training ground and waited.
Raon went up onto the stage, facing the stern face of Gwangpungdae.
Burren, Martha, and Runaan stood upright in front of their respective groups, while Mark Gotten stood at the edge of the stage, his hands clasped in front of him.
“As you have heard….”
Raon looked down at the Gwangpungdae inspectors with calm eyes and opened his lips.
“The Iron Corps has sent a request for support. If they were people who could handle most things on their own, they would ask for emergency support, so it’s clearly going to be a dangerous mission.”
He clenched his jaw and said that this would definitely not be an easy mission.
“But. The Iron Troops also ran to us without looking back when we were in danger. This time, it’s our turn to help them.”
Raon placed his hand on the Jecheon Sword, saying that it was time to repay the debt he had received.
“You’re saying something obvious. No, even if that’s not true, I have to go!”
Martha nodded her head vigorously, shouting that if they were from the same family, they should help unconditionally.
“It’s strange to hear the word family coming out of your mouth.”
Burren looked at Martha and smirked.
“But that’s true. It’s right to help your colleagues no matter what the situation is.”
He clenched his fists, saying that he had to save her even if it meant risking his life.
“Travin. I cried a lot when I heard that Raon died….”
Runaan nodded, saying that Travin was really sad when he went missing.
“Now it’s our turn to help… .”
She hugged the newly forged snow, saying she really wanted to help.
“Is it the east? The horsefly trees that grow there are good because they are strong and resilient!”
Dorian laughed, saying that he should grab some supplies while he was there.
“You seem to be more into popular things these days?”
Crane shook his head, increasingly incomprehensible.
“There are ghosts that just take things and use them, so you have to take them when you have the chance!”
Dorian stamped his foot, secretly cursing someone.
“Sir Mark Gotten.”
Raon ignored Dorian’s words and called Mark Gotten.
“I guess I’ll have to go to the new island and get adjusted.”
“of course.”
Mark Gotten smiled faintly, saying, “That’s okay.”
“It actually turned out well. I wanted to focus on just sparring and then have a real fight, so I think this will be a good opportunity.”
He said it was better and nodded leisurely. It really did seem like the bowl itself had gotten bigger.
“Then, after we finish preparing to leave, let’s gather here by evening.”
“yes!”
The stormtroopers shouted as if they had been waiting and ran to their lodgings and homes.
-Ugh… .
Lass let out a low exclamation as he watched the gale force winds leave.
-Those guys have grown quite a bit. They say that if you look at something for a long time, you become attached to it, so it’s not bad.
The boy nodded, saying that thanks to his teachings, the windmill had grown well.
‘Well, that’s not entirely wrong.’
Raon smiled and nodded.
‘But why are you so quiet?’
-What are you talking about? The king has always been reserved.
Lass nodded, saying his nickname was the Silent King.
‘Speaking bullshit….’
-Look, you’re talking shit to the king!
The guy waved his hand up and down, signaling for cancellation.
‘Stop talking nonsense like the Silent Demon King. You suddenly went on a mission and didn’t say anything.’
It was strange that this guy, who would normally be complaining about the food he eats while homeless, was so quiet.
– Since you kept your promise to the king, shouldn’t the king also be patient?
Lars waved his hand, saying that he was holding back since he had kept his promise to eat whatever he wanted for ten days.
‘Wow, I thought you could think of something like that?’
Raon patted Lass on the head and gave him heartfelt praise.
-Hmph. My king is the lord of the demon world! What we give and receive is swords!
Lars snorted, his face flushed with joy at being praised.
-But isn’t this the time for you to be thinking about the King?’
‘What does that mean?’
Raon tilted his head while looking at Las.
-Your older sister. She’s having fun learning swordsmanship from you, so if you tell her to leave, she’ll say it’s great!
Lass chuckled as if he was looking forward to Sia’s expression.
‘ah.’
Raon swallowed dryly as he recalled Sia’s face.
‘ruined….’
* * *
Since it was an emergency support mission, the entire Gwangpung Squadron gathered at the 5th Armed Forces Base before evening even set in.
When all the inspectors were standing in front of the podium in an upright posture, Raon opened the door to the training ground and came in.
“uh?”
Burren watched Raon climb up onto the stage and fluttered his eyelids.
“Oh, my lord. My head….”
He let out a sigh as he looked at Raon’s head, which was curled up like a swallow building a nest.
“Is this Sister Sia’s work?”
Martha giggled as if she knew this would happen.
“This time, I think I got bitten a little less.”
She waved her hands, saying, “Thank goodness.”
“i envy you….”
Runaan licked his lips, saying that he was jealous of something he didn’t know.
“As expected of Sister Sia! I said that only Sister Sia can defeat the Great Lord!”
Dorian pounded his chest, exclaiming that it was cool.
“Even though you are my older sister, I didn’t know you would be treated like that. Isn’t that right, Dokkaebi-sama?”
Crane spoke to the goblin, saying that it was the first time he had seen Raon in such a weak state.
“Keuh-heum… .”
The monster, who would normally have been pitiful, coughed in vain and looked away, knowing that he too was weak against Sia.
“stop.”
Raon stood at the end of the stage with his blond hair brushed back like Glenn’s.
“As I said, this is an emergency support mission, so there won’t be much time to rest. You’ll have to keep running, so be prepared.”
In the past, it would have been inevitable to allocate rest time, but since everyone in the current Gwangpungdae was a master, they were able to reduce even sleep time to a minimum.
“This support could be your last mission as a Gwangpungdae, so I hope you finish on a high note.”
Raon nodded while making eye contact with each of the Gwangpungdae inspectors.
“All right!”
The inspectors of the Gwangpungdae stamped their feet and roared without exception.
“Then let’s go.”
Raon came down from the stage and walked through the center of the lined up Gwangpungdae.
The inspectors he passed by followed him and took on the shape of swords.
A place where they boost each other’s energy even though they haven’t completed their physical examination. The advance of the Gwangpungdae was accompanied by a strong and sharp energy wave that matched the sword power they had accumulated.
* * *
Laon and Gwangpungdae moved through the dimensional gate to the end of the Sieghart area and then moved east.
Most places can be reached within a few days using the dimensional gate, but the area that the Iron Cross had crossed was outside that area, so they had no choice but to run all night.
Thanks to limiting my sleep time to two hours and eating Nadine bread while listening to Lars’s tantrums, I was fortunate enough to arrive at my destination half a day earlier than the time requested by the Iron Corps.
-Ahhh… .
Lars shook his head, wiping his tongue with his hand.
-I can stand not being able to sleep, but I’m going crazy because of Nadine’s bread! It’s so tasteless! How can bread taste like rubber?
The guy was rubbing his tongue hard, as if he was going to die.
‘There’s not much time left.’
Raon lightly patted Las’ head as he whined like a puppy.
‘If you put out that urgent complaint, you’ll be able to eat a proper meal. Just bear with it.’
He could eat Nadine bread for the rest of his life, but since Lasna and the other inspectors were having a hard time, he thought he should rest first after arriving at the village.
‘still….’
Raon smiled faintly as he watched the Gwangpungdae inspectors climbing the mountain behind him.
‘You’re holding up well.’
In the past, they would have been physically and mentally exhausted and would have shown it on their faces, but now, no one showed any sign of fatigue and they were climbing the mountain with firm steps.
-Even those little kids are coming up, so if they say it’s hard, they’ll just have to give up.
Lars snorted as he looked at Yua and Julius, whose complexions were brighter than the others.
‘yes.’
Yua and Julius followed behind with brighter faces so as not to burden their seniors.
Because of those kids, the inspectors could never look tired.
“Once you get over this mountain, you’ll see the village. Just hold on tight.”
I climbed to the top of the mountain first, encouraging the wind blowers.
“uh…?”
But the nomad village that should have been in the east was nowhere to be seen.
Phew!
The mountains and grasslands where the village should have been were filled only with a gloomy purple sea.
