Chapter 602:
The fiercely flying ax was bent as if caught by the wind, and fell into the river, leaving only a thin wound on Siran’s forehead.
“Ugh!”
As soon as the ax passed his head, Siran urgently took steps to increase the distance from Raon.
“Hmm…”
Raon frowned as he watched the ax sinking into the river.
‘The reaction was late.’
If the ax had been aimed at me, I would have lightly swatted it away and cut off Siran’s head, but the ax came rushing in as if it would split Siran’s head from the beginning.
The slow reaction to that unexpected situation created an opportunity for Siran to escape. I was annoyed that the guy who threw the ax did what he intended.
Rather than chasing Siran, who had already moved away, Raon looked in the direction the ax came from. A huge black ship is seen approaching, splitting the wide and deep Peren River in half.
It was an ill-fated battle between North and South Korea that you can never forget once you see it.
Coo coo coo coo!
A gigantic presence encompassing the entire river arose above the evil clouds that had broken the wreckage of the maritime market into small pieces.
Whoops!
With a loud noise as if the deck was collapsing, an old man holding a red ax landed on the river.
The waves that had been shaking due to the overwhelming spirit conveyed through just breathing sank down as if frightened, and the waterspout that seemed to reach the sky died down.
Raon looked up, feeling a wave of energy so ferocious that it made his heart tingle.
Roughly slicked back white hair, black long sleeves full of scars, and even a dragon-head shaped ax that was shiny with blood. It was Vice King Roman, who was said to be nothing short of the god of the Ravel River.
-Why does that guy called Meobap appear like the main character?
Lars grumbled as if he didn’t like it. Sometimes I envy that strong heart and calmness.
“Well, welcome! Roman!”
Siran ran to his father and nodded quickly.
“That guy is dangerous! Instead of waiting until next year, we should kill them now!”
He pointed a point at Raon, telling him to kill him before he grows up any further.
“….”
The father-in-law did not respond to Siran’s shout but looked at Raon.
“Has it been two years?”
“It’s a little more than that.”
Raon looked into Roman’s eyes and sighed.
“It’s still rude to sigh in front of someone.”
Roman smiled brightly despite his words.
“You made him lose his breath by pretending to target him.”
He turned his eyes to Siran and clicked his tongue briefly.
“You used your brain better than it looks.”
“It’s been a while since I received a compliment from someone else.”
Roman chuckled and nodded.
“Roman! “What are you doing!”
Siran frowned while standing next to Roman.
“Kill that guy quickly! “An opportunity like this will never come again!”
“Won-ju.”
Roman looked at Siran and let out a heavy breath as if he was frustrated.
“It’s ugly.”
“what?”
“There’s something Lecter asked when I promised that brat three years from now.”
He continued speaking while looking at Raon’s calm eyes.
“I asked what you would do if you killed that guy before three years were up. “What do you think my answer would have been then?”
“Uh…”
Siran’s lips trembled as if he already knew the answer.
“I said I wouldn’t care. “I said that if I were to die at your hands when I was old and lost my teeth and claws, there would be no need to feel sorry because that was all I could do.”
Roman looked at Siran’s trembling eyes and slightly twisted his mouth.
“And vice versa.”
“what…?”
“There is no need to help Wonju just because it is at a disadvantage. I too am a warrior who knows shame. “I won’t do anything ugly by interfering in a one-on-one fight.”
He waved his hand with a cool smile.
“Please continue. “Let me be the notary who testifies victory or defeat.”
“What nonsense!”
Siran’s blue lips trembled.
“Why don’t we just kill that guy here and now!”
“Why should I?”
Roman shrugged his broad shoulders like a river.
“The fate of me and that little boy will be on January 1st of next year. “If you eat unripe fruit, it will only taste bitter.”
He closed his eyes, holding the ax in his arms, as if he had no intention of participating in the battle.
“Roman! You fucking bastard!”
Despite Siran’s call, Roman did not open his eyes again.
“I want to ask you something.”
Only after Raon called did Roman slowly lift his eyelids.
“what?”
“I wasn’t planning on getting involved in the fight, so why did I save that guy?”
A little while ago, Roman used his head in an uncharacteristic way to save Siran. Of course, I thought the two of them would attack each other, but it was strange that they didn’t participate in the fight.
“You’re asking something simple.”
Roman lifted his chin and pursed his lips.
“Because I wanted to see for myself how much you’ve grown.”
He curled up the corner of his mouth, saying that was all.
“You crazy guy! “If the leader knew about this…”
“He would praise me.”
“What!”
“It was the lord’s order not to touch Raon Sieghart. “You are the one who disobeyed the lord’s orders in the first place, so there is no need to get caught for not saving him.”
Roman shook his head, saying it was a simple problem.
“Ugh…”
Siran twisted his mouth and took a step back. It seemed like they were trying to escape by riding the front line because they were not confident of winning the battle right now.
“Won-ju. “Where are you going?”
Roman stood in front of Siran, revealing a fierce look in his eyes.
“I am a notary public for this life and death matter. “We can’t leave this place until one of us dies.”
He made a vicious noise as if he was sincerely willing to play the role of a notary.
“You crazy bastard! “Stop playing around!”
“I am always sincere.”
Roman gestured with his chin as if telling him to go back quickly.
“If I go back, I will never forgive you!”
Siran seemed to be tired of Roman’s momentum and returned to his original position, breathing heavily.
“However much.”
Roman smiled leisurely as if it didn’t matter.
“What are you doing?”
He gave a glance to Raon, who was standing in front of Siran.
“I’ve laid all the boards, so let’s finish it.”
“How can I believe that?”
Raon looked at Roman and furrowed his brows.
“Are you saying you don’t trust me?”
“of course.”
The answer was given by Rimer, who came forward instead of Raon.
“You attacked me even after I got the three sums, saying you were excited. “It was because of your whim that the life-or-death decisions that will take place next year were made, so I want you to trust me now?”
Rimmer gritted his teeth while looking at Roman.
“Where did you sell your arm?”
Roman narrowed his eyes as he looked at Rimmer’s right shoulder.
“I don’t know anything, just answer.”
“That was then and now is now.”
He looked at Siran and Raon in turn, then twisted his mouth.
“A confrontation between an old man who rushes in with his old body to avenge his grandson, and a genius who wants to kill not only his grandchild, but also his grandfather. “There will never be a fight like this again.”
Roman stamped his foot violently and burst into laughter.
“I will never intervene in this battle, and I will take the winner home without even touching a finger. “I will assume my second name, Vice King.”
He patted his chest and said he would promise under his second name.
“Whatever that guy is thinking. “We have to see the end first.”
Raon nodded, looking at Rimmer.
“Phew, I understand.”
Rimmer took a step back and sighed.
“If my father intervenes, I will do anything to stop him, so finish Siran first.”
“All right.”
Rimmer’s physical condition is not good, but unlike Roman, he is a man who keeps his words. I believed and moved forward.
Pudddeuk!
Siran glared at Raon and ground his teeth so hard that they broke.
“I’ll split it so you can’t even eat the fish!”
He lifts the fishing rod. The waves swirled again, and powerful auras began to coalesce.
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Siran’s red-hot eyes.
‘The will alone is amazing.’
Now Siran knew that he had been defeated. Even though his heart was greatly broken, he was motivated solely by his desire for revenge to avenge his grandson.
“Haaaaaa!”
Siran pulled out his fishing rod and swung it. The fishing line soaked in Kang Hwan was bent like a whip and aimed at his neck.
Wooooow!
The blade was covered with flames burning from the dantian. The fishing line was bent and brought down with a red-hot heat ray.
Sigh!
The fishing line, which was as strong as an iron tendon, is lightly torn and flutters around. Even the float and needle attached to the line broke and sank into the water.
Raon quenched his appetite as he watched Siran stumbling.
‘As expected, you’ve become weaker.’
Siran’s aura was still strong, but the intention to kill me had subsided. It seemed like it was because he had experienced defeat.
‘Still…’
You shouldn’t underestimate it.
I don’t know what a person driven by such a desire for revenge would do. You shouldn’t be happy because you’ve already won, but you should stay focused until the end.
The flow of the river was added to the walking method. He approached with the flexible steps of the Three Treasures of Taehwa and stabbed the Jecheon Sword towards Siran’s neck.
Kyaaaaa!
Siran gritted his teeth and raised his fishing rod in a defensive posture. The scent of blood blooms from his mouth. It seemed like he had suffered severe internal injuries.
Cheeeeee!
Raon did not miss the opportunity to control Siran’s breathing and dug into his space.
“Ugh!”
Siran stepped back with an urgent expression and swung his fishing rod. Although the intention was not deep, the amount of auras was overwhelming.
‘You can’t break it easily.’
Raon tightened his grip on the blade of the Jecheon Sword and struck down his right foot. He calmed the roaring river and stretched out his left requiem sword. A white shadow appeared on the red blade and surrounded the approaching Kang Hwan.
Raon Sieghart Ryu Swordsman.
Type 5 Baekyoungseom.
The Baekyoung Island spread out with the requiem sword erased the Kang Hwan that exploded from the fishing rod as if it had been washed.
“Huh?”
Siran’s eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe that the huge Ganghwan was erased in a split second.
Cheeeeee!
Raon pounced on the embarrassed Siran and stabbed him with Jeokseom36gyeol. The flaming blade, cutting thirty-six directions with one sword, split Siran’s vital area.
Pukaaaaaak!
Although the most important heart and throat were blocked, other wounds burst and Siran’s whole body became covered in blood in an instant.
“Ugh….”
Siran lowered the fishing rod helplessly. The expression of pain and despair was clearly visible.
To finish off, when I struck down the Jecheon Sword, Siran grabbed the Jecheon Sword with his left hand and grabbed my wrist with his right hand.
“You got caught!”
Even though a bloody amount of blood was pouring from his hand, Siran curled up the corners of his mouth.
I tried to pull out the sword and wrist, but it didn’t come off as I was using not only the auror but also my vitality.
“If I can’t kill you, let’s go together!”
Siran’s skin turned red as if it was burning as he spoke of Donggwijin.
His dantian began to vibrate violently and emit tremendous energy. It seemed like he was trying to self-destruct by exploding the aura of his dantian.
“Did you think you could kill my grandchild and still live? “Nothing like you…”
“I thought so.”
Raon nodded briefly, looking at Siran who was laughing.
“what?”
“The acting was very poor.”
Siran retreated and appeared weak, his eyes full of vengeance. I wasn’t fooled from the beginning because I thought there was a plan.
Teuong!
Raon let go of the Jecheon Sword held by Siran and opened his palm.
“This guy!”
Siran urgently pushed out his shoulder with his left hand and then thrust out his long, extended right hand.
The final battle of the Demon King of Anger.
Eunwol Majang.
-evil! my skills!
The moment the silver flash that was shot along with Ras’ scream reached Siran’s chest, his whole body froze blue.
Blah blah blah!
Because the guy had concentrated all of his aurors on his Danjeon in order to self-destruct, he was unable to defend himself against the cold energy of the Eunwol Demon Hall and became a block of ice.
“You…”
“I told you. “They said they would send me to where my grandchildren are.”
Raon looked at the shaking Siran and struck his right arm holding his wrist.
“Lord porridge…”
Siran completely froze and fell into the river without even being able to utter the last words.
His eyes appeared for a moment, and red veins appeared in his eyes, as if he did not believe in his own death.
“So that I can reunite with my grandchildren in hell.”
Raon watched Siran’s cold body until it sank into the river water.
match! match! match!
As I exhaled my breath, I heard loud applause, as if I was hitting a gong. When I turned my back, my father Roman was clapping his hands with a cool smile on his face.
“excellent. “It was a great psychological game.”
Roman nodded and took a step forward.
“It really didn’t move.”
“I told you. “I am a person who keeps my promises.”
Roman waved his hand, saying it was natural.
“Huh…”
Raon sighed briefly and shook his head.
“Then can we go now?”
“Of course. “Because the fight between you and the senators that took place here was a fair fight.”
Roman nodded as if it was obvious.
“Just…”
He uncrossed his arms and tightly grasped the red ax handle with his right hand.
“The new fight is different.”
“what?”
“What I wanted to see was not psychological warfare, but a battle of strength against strength.”
Roman grinned and took a step closer. Because it was so big, it seemed like it was getting closer by several meters with each step.
“I need to check whether your sword is sharp enough for a proper life-or-death situation.”
“What does that mean?”
“Three sums.”
He raised three left fingers.
“If you accept my three sets, I promise to let you go untouched.”
Roman lowered the axe. Perhaps because the blade of the ax lightly touched the river water, the water began to boil.
“Oh, that dirty bastard.”
Rimmer frowned as he looked at Roman.
“I can’t see you keeping your promise! “I heard you’re giving me tinnitus!”
He twisted his mouth and held his sword as if he was going to step forward himself.
“Then from now on, don’t call me your father.”
The king laughed and said that since he had broken his promise, he would give up his name.
“Oh, that dog…”
“Please leave this to me.”
Raon pushed Rimmer back and came forward.
“Did you say you wanted to see my skills?”
“That’s right. There will be a lot of spectators, so we can’t show a trash match, right?”
“good night.”
He nodded and adjusted his sword and requiem sword.
“Then let me check it too.”
“what?”
Roman frowned as if wondering what it meant.
“If your ax isn’t as heavy as I expected…”
A red lightning flashed in Raon’s eyes.
“I will cut off your head right here and now.”
