Chapter 355
Raon narrowed his eyes when he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a mercenary standing in front of Dorian.
‘It’s a mercenary with the power of a master…’
There are many Masters in famous families and kingdoms as well as Oma Six. Since there are countless warriors, it is only natural that there are several masters.
However, there is a group with an extremely small number of Masters, even though an uncountable number of warriors belong to it.
mercenary.
Mercenaries, who sell their strength and pride for money, have a lot of combat experience, but lack systematic training, so the level of military power itself is low.
‘Because talented warriors quickly get away from mercenaries.’
If you have the talent to become a master, you can accumulate much more money and prestige status by joining a famous family or kingdom than living as a mercenary.
The only people who remained as mercenaries despite their outstanding talents were eccentrics who wanted to become the < Mercenary King > or loved freedom.
‘But…’
Extremely rare, but there are also opposite cases.
There were also cases where masters belonging to renowned families or kingdoms became mercenaries after being kicked out of an accident or despairing of their skills not increasing.
‘That’s him.’
Raon laughed at the middle-aged mercenary who was touching him with his legs crossed.
‘Mark Goetton.’
He was a knight from the Warner Kingdom, considered to be just below the Emperor, and became a master at a young age.
It was ‘Nakhwado’ in the meaning of the slander that the nickname obtained in this way was a fallen flower.
He was still a low-master 10 years ago and 20 years ago, and he is still a low-master.
‘But it’s a little different from what I expected.’
Raon licked his lips at Mark Goetton’s well-forged sword and trained body. Again, the rumors seemed unbelievable.
“Come when you are ready!”
Dorian turned his wrist, not realizing that the person in front of him was Mark Goetton, probably still agitated.
“Because I don’t mind anytime.”
“That would be nice.”
Mark Goetton smiled at Dorian’s confident eyes.
“What is it?”
Dorian’s shoulders trembled as if he sensed something strange.
“At that age, with that power, you’ll be a master before you turn 30.”
Mark Goetton narrowed his eyes, lowering his degrees.
“Ah, not that much…”
“But there won’t be anything to go up to the lower level of Master.”
“…What do you mean by that?”
“The rise to Masters is open to those with great talent and perseverance. Even if you are late, if you have talent and train hard enough, one day the path will open. But…”
His eyes began to look futile and hopeless.
“Those who rise from the lower ranks of the masters need real talent that goes beyond talent. Just like Raon Sieghart, the submaster of your gwangpungdan. Unfortunately, you don’t have that talent.”
“I know that I don’t have the same talent as Vice Lord. But if you don’t try to the end…”
“I am. He’s a narrow-minded guy. It’s filthy narrow, too.”
Mark Goetton raises his sword with a twisted smile. Creepy momentum bloomed from the blade that was as thin as a crescent moon and curved.
“That’s why my stomach hurts when I see a confident kid like you.”
“Ugh…”
Dorian bit his lip at the cool air that seemed to lower the temperature. However, as if he had no intention of backing down, he wrapped his sword tightly and lowered his stance.
-hey.
Lars saw Dorian’s eyes and turned his head away.
-Aren’t you going to die like that?
‘I won’t let it go like that.’
No matter how rough it is, I have no intention of killing or seriously injuring it.
‘All I want is enlightenment.’
– Wake up?
‘okay. Both Dorian and his foul-mouthed sister are making a big mistake.’
Raon looked at Dorian’s back with blue eyes that looked like Glacia flowers had bloomed.
‘This stupid confrontation is for that enlightenment.’
* * *
Office in Addis Sepia.
smart smart!
The door opened with an urgent knock, and a young soldier entered and bowed his head.
“Lord of the company!”
“What is it?”
Addis, who was looking at the documents, slowly raised her gaze. It was a dry look that showed no emotion.
“I’m busy right now, so if it’s not important, talk to me later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the paper again. His eyes turned quickly to see if there was something urgent.
“It’s the youngest boy’s job.”
“Um…”
As soon as the word “maknae” came out of the soldier’s mouth, Addis’s eyes, which had been moving left and right like a pendulum, stopped abruptly.
“What is going on?”
Addis raised her head. Clear curiosity permeated his gaze, which had been dry a moment ago.
“The third lady took the youngest boy.”
“Where? Do you know where it is?”
His calm voice rippled like the sound of waves. It was difficult to understand the words.
“It’s a gymnasium for escorts.”
“Do you even know who is there?”
“These are the soldiers recently hired by the third lady. We have Thorton Lovell and Kelmec Mark Goetten.”
“Two superlatives and one master.”
Addis frowned as she tapped the papers with the pen she was holding. He let out a short sigh and touched his temples.
“Did you take Dorian with you to fight them?”
“I will. He will try to show that the money he has accumulated is higher than that of the youngest boy.”
Rigwin, an old butler standing to the right, nodded.
“No matter how much you hate it, it really doesn’t grow old for you to directly touch the youngest who came back after 9 years.”
Addis crumpled the paper where the ink spilled. His forehead wrinkled like that paper.
“It is true that the youngest boy is stronger than his peers, but none of the three will be able to defeat him.”
The young warrior put his hand on his chest and bowed.
“If you give me an order, I will go and stop it right away.”
He galvanized himself as if he were only to speak.
“Hmm…”
Addis didn’t answer, tapping the desk with a pen.
“Did Dorian go alone?”
“no. The swordsman of Sieghart, who came with him, also followed.”
“Right. That’s it.”
He smiled and took out a new document on the right side. As if it wasn’t a big deal, I lowered my eyes and looked at the documents.
“Sovereign Lord?”
“Leave it.”
“Yes?”
“With him, nothing big would happen. I told you to leave it.”
“Who the hell is that person…”
“Raon Sieghart.”
“Raon Zigha…White Sword Dragon!”
The young warrior was frightened and stepped back.
“Why is that person here…”
“He said that he brought Dorian as the manager of Gwangpungdan…”
“Then shouldn’t we go further? The white sword dragon won’t intervene because it’s a chore, or a big fight might happen because he gets involved…” “That
‘s not going to happen.”
Addis even smiled faintly as if she was convinced.
‘It can never be.’
As a merchant himself, how much do you know about the power of an unmanned army? When I saw Raon’s real eyes here, old thoughts came to mind.
‘It felt like I saw the heads of the Six Emperors.’
I felt the same feeling when I saw the 30-year-old leaders who were somewhat matured, not in their teens or 20s like Raon now.
‘monster. That’s what it is.’
As I said to Raon, I am confident in my eyes to see people, but I couldn’t grasp the vessel of a person called Raon Sieghart.
There was no way a man like that would fall for the third trick. It was sure to break the kid’s plan and be of great help to Dorian.
“And Prosecutor Raon is well qualified to intervene in this matter.”
“yes? What is that…”
The young soldier who had been standing there in a daze raised his head.
“You, Dorian, and Palen are all very mistaken.”
Addis smiled and tapped the desk.
“Because that child isn’t the only one who has accumulated military power.”
“That’s…”
“You still don’t know? That’s…”
“Sanghoe Lord.”
Old butler Rigwin, who had been quiet, stepped forward.
“If you don’t finish your work now, you will have to be in the office tomorrow.
“Ah, I see.”
Addis nodded and cast her gaze at the papers.
“It’s time to see the young master tomorrow, so be sure to prepare.”
“okay. I’ve been waiting for today…”
He shook his head hurriedly and frowned.
“That’s not it!”
* * *
“Keep it off!”
Dorian let out a suppressed moan as he blocked Mark Goetton’s sword.
I thought that I would win easily because the feeling of ‘what is this person…’ was weak compared to Totten Mabel, but it wasn’t at all.
The esotericity of the sword method, the aura that was emitted, and the physical ability were also on a different level.
Just by blocking the attack once, the whole body’s strength drained away.
“I can’t even stop you like this… I must have looked at you too highly.”
Mark Kotten flexibly swung his sword. The blade, imbued with extreme anticipation, fell with an eerie light.
“Huh!”
Dorian unfolded the season of the Ten Gate Hyeonsword. The blue clouds that bloomed like flowers formed a thick layer of black air, but Mark Goeton’s Tao tore the solid layer at once.
Wow!
Dorian felt the impact of a hammer blow to the chest as he slumped back.
“Heuk…”
I tried to hold it in, but a scream came out through my mouth. Seeing her stomach groan as if she had been on a carriage for a long time, it seemed that she had suffered an internal injury.
‘It wasn’t even a special technique…’
Mark Goetton broke his season with a blow that was ambiguous to even call it a sword technique. This meant that there was a huge difference in skill.
‘Even at the highest level, it’s a pole. Or…’
Master.
Dorian’s jaw trembled at the slow approach of Mark Goetton. When he realized that his opponent was far above him, the excitement that had filled his head cooled down to the point of chilling.
“Are you there?”
Mark Goetton did not answer Dorian’s call and fired a cross-slash.
Whoa!
Dorian hurriedly opened the Ten Gate Hyeonsword and Unhyeonbobeop at the same time to counter the attack, but he could not handle the powerful impact and bounced away.
“Turn off…”
“What is it?”
Mark Goetton raised his chin as he watched Dorian breathe heavily.
“How is Seo Sung-ham doing…”
“This is Mark Kotten.”
“Nakhwa too? Huh!”
Dorian, who called the nickname Nakhwa Island, covered his mouth.
“It doesn’t matter if you say it. It is true that my sword fell.”
Mark Goeton’s expression did not change even when he heard the ridiculing tinnitus of Nakhwa Island.
“And I am also your future.”
“Ah, what the hell are you talking about!”
“A martial artist who has reached the Master rank has a stationary period. It’s a period where your skills don’t improve for a while due to the rebound from crossing the wall.”
“I’ve heard of it…”
Dorian nodded stiffly. When Raon became a master, Rimer told me about his stagnation period.
“Some people keep going up the stairs to the sky without any stagnation, but there are people who can’t get out of that stagnation for the rest of their lives. like me.”
Mark Goetton gave a wretched smile with an indescribable face.
“That’s why, when I see a confident young guy like you, I want to step on him and let him figure out the subject.”
The pottery that bloomed from his Tao gradually began to thicken.
“I don’t like talking too much, but the conclusion is good.”
Palen snorted and pointed at Dorian.
“Take it head first. so that he never raises his head again.”
“Looks like you looked really bad over there.”
Mark Goetton looked back at Palen and smiled. The energy that had been condensed in his Tao gathered and twisted to form a thick and sharp river.
Woo woo woo!
Dorian swallowed dry saliva at the sound of the mighty river crossing. He neither backed down nor ran away, holding the sword with both hands.
“Are you going to continue even after seeing the river crossing?”
Mark Goetton frowned at Dorian’s eyes, which trembled in fear.
“I am not special compared to the people around me.”
Dorian let out a deep breath as he looked at Mark Goetton.
“My strength and mental strength are all gone.”
There is nothing better than Raon or his teammates, Verren Runan Marta.
Even though I watched their backs the closest, I couldn’t get a single realization of swordsmanship.
‘I just learned one thing.’
That you should never give up.
scary. It was terribly frightening that he would die or be seriously injured in the strong wind, but as his subordinate who watched Raon closest, he could not do anything and kneel down.
Whoa!
Above Dorian’s sword rose the most brilliant light yet.
“I have no intention of winning, but I also have no intention of being trampled here ugly!”
“It’s an annoying look.”
Mark Goetton grinds his teeth and moves. The strong air that had accumulated on the blade surged as it gnawed at the space like a saw blade.
“Don’t kneel at once.”
His katana, twisting and rising, turned into red thunderbolts and poured down.
“Aaaaaaa!”
Dorian sighed, thrusting his sword forward.
Dorian screamed and thrust his sword forward. Daesiphyeoncham, the season of the tenmunhyeonsword that defeated Toten Mabel, created a second huge cloud.
Damn it!
The cross-shaped sword filled the air, but it was meaningless in front of the strong sword.
Kwaaang!
The fog that seemed solid split apart and Dorian rolled across the floor coughing up blood.
“Ouch…”
Dorian tried to stand up immediately, but his neck snapped as if his strength was exhausted. He wasn’t seriously injured, but he couldn’t move his body due to the recoil and physical shock of using all his auras.
“Ahahahaha!”
Palen burst into laughter as he pointed at Dorian.
“I knew it would be like this. that’s your level No matter how much you hone your swordsmanship, you can’t beat a single mercenary I hired!”
She looked down at Dorian with cold eyes.
“I made money while you wasted your time swinging your sword. Not just that mercenary, money to hire warriors who would trample on you.”
“Ugh….”
“In the past and now, kneeling under me suits you best… Huh?”
“Huh…”
Dorian stood up, using his sword as a staff. He made eye contact with Palen and gritted his teeth.
“Oh, it’s not over yet.”
“What are you doing! You woke up!”
Palen hurriedly stepped back and gestured to Mark Goeten.
“Finish quickly. Break that snout first!”
“Hmm…”
Mark Goetton went over to Dorian and wrinkled his eyes.
“You wouldn’t look good if you moved in that state, right? The internal injuries are so severe that you may not be able to move for a while.”
“I am very scared. I hate being scared, and I hate being sick even more.”
Dorian drew in his breath and raised his sword. His weak wrists trembled and the blade looked bent.
“…but I know it’s time to get up and take up the sword.”
It’s a thought that comes to mind, but Raon isn’t the kind of person who does things like this for no reason. I trusted him and gave strength to my shaking feet.
“I don’t like the look in your eyes more and more.”
The moment Mark Goetton crumpled his face and struck the sword, the red line snapped like a flash war.
Whoa!
The cyferrundo is pushed out roughly. What appeared before Dorian’s eyes was Raon’s longsword, which was burning red.
“Why are you interfering? This is our chore!”
Palen frowned and pointed at me.
“No relation.”
Raon pushed aside Mark Goetton’s sword and looked down at Palen with cool eyes.
“Didn’t Dorian say that the strength accumulated by you is not worth the money accumulated by you?”
“What!”
“I’m sorry, but Dorian isn’t just swordsmanship.”
He smiled coldly and raised his left hand.
“It’s a little harder than a fairy tale.”
A fairy tale split in two fell from his grasp.
“A bit tougher than a silver coin.”
The second time, silver coins that were crumbled like cookies poured out.
“A bit more sticky than a gold coin.”
Finally, the gold coins crumbled and scattered.
“Because we built a relationship called fate.”
“Destiny? What bullshit…”
“Just like you boasted about making money, Dorian came to Sieghart and built a relationship. It means I am his strength.”
The black air, burning as thick as the sun, began to oppress Mark Goeton’s blue pottery.
“Me and the other Gwangpungdan swordsmen are ready to risk their lives and raise their swords for this guy. Money can never buy that.”
“Stop it…”
Raon’s cold laugh made Palen’s face contort.
“He kneels too. I will trample on you!”
Palen gnashed his teeth and pointed at Raon.
“I don’t like your eyes any more. It’s about to turn your stomach.”
Mark Goetton frowned and threw his sword away. A fresh blue gale rose above his blade.
“Please understand if it gets a little harsh.”
“Did you say Nakhwa Island?”
Raon cocked his chin and snapped his fingers. A chill flashed over his blue eyes.
“I will drop your strong energy with my sword.”
