Chapter 555
Glenn’s complexion, which returned to the throne room, was as bright as the moonlight passing through the window. The corners of his mouth that seemed to reach the ceiling also showed how good he was feeling right now.
“Do you like it that much?”
Rimmer looked at Glenn and laughed as if he was dumbfounded.
“If you had gathered courage a little sooner, you could have been called grandfather now.”
He forcibly straightened his crumpled hair from the lightning strike and ate his appetite.
“You just have to start now.”
Cheryl kicked Rimmer’s back and walked to the front of the podium.
“Matriarch. You worked hard. “If you reach out first like today, Sylvia and Raon will come closer.”
She smiled in a soft tone, different from yesterday.
“Hmm.”
Glenn covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to clenched his chin.
“Oh, just have a cool smile! “What kind of person brags about pouring his grandchild a drink first!”
“It’s not just that I followed first…”
“Ah, yes. I followed it an additional 10 times. That’s Okay?”
Rimmer sighed as if he was tired.
“That’s a happy thing, but that’s not why I’m smiling right now.”
As Rimmer said, Glenn removed his hands from his face and made a deep well at the corner of his mouth.
“It makes me laugh because Raon is so special.”
He raised his gaze and looked at the moonlight that seemed to melt gold.
“I am so proud of the fact that a child who was said to have difficulty becoming a warrior has grown up on his own to create a danjeon for his mother and prepare to return to his direct lineage makes me smile without even realizing it.”
“I agree with that.”
Rimmer brushed back his burnt hair and nodded.
“It’s not because he’s my student. There’s no other person as filial as him.”
“The more I see of him, the more I want to reach out to him.”
Cheryl said she agreed and smiled softly.
“Me too. “When I met Raon, I wanted to give him at least one more thing.”
Roen stood next to Sheryl and laughed empty-handed.
“Hehehe!”
When Rimmer and Cheryl Loen praised Raon’s personality, Glenn seemed to feel better and the corners of his mouth trembled.
“under.”
Rimmer laughed as he looked at Glenn.
‘It’s the highest expression of joy.’
I don’t know about Glenn himself, but when he was most happy, he couldn’t control the corners of his mouth and trembled like a dog wagging its tail.
‘Are you even imagining living with Raon Sylvia?’
Glenn seemed to already be thinking about the future where Raon would call him grandfather.
However, in order to achieve that, one big mountain had to be overcome.
“So what are you going to do next?”
“How can you do it?”
Glenn tilted his head as if asking what he was saying.
“In order for Sylvia to become a direct descendant and come to this main house, Raon must eventually defeat his father. If that doesn’t work, you’re screwed. No, Raon is going to die!”
Rimmer furrowed his brows, asking why he was forgetting the most important thing.
“The head of the family knows better than me, but the current Raon cannot defeat his father. In fact, even if you reach Grand Master level, it is difficult. Are you planning on teaching yourself? “Then the chances will increase.”
“no.”
Glenn waved his hand calmly.
“Even if I care about Raon, it would be wrong to give her any more preferential treatment.”
“Well, I gave you everything.”
Rimmer nodded as if he understood.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“It seems like there are many variables in life and death, so it seems better to erase the North-South alliance.”
Glenn thought about destroying the North-South alliance like destroying an anthill.
“Yes…?”
Rimmer opened his mouth until his chin hit the floor.
‘What is that person talking about now?’
It was so absurd that when cold sweat was rolling down my back, Glenn called Roen.
“Roen.”
“yes. “Matriarch.”
“Have you determined the location of the headquarters of the North and South Korea alliance?”
“We found the headquarters, but because there are so many water and mountain vegetables attached, the investigation into the entire North-South Alliance is not yet complete.”
Roen lowered his head as if he was sorry.
“That is enough. “They are small children who will fall apart if only the North and South Korean leaders are killed.”
“What are you talking about!”
Rimmer shouted and lifted his chin.
“If you kill your father like that, there will be nothing left!”
“Whether you die this way or that way, doesn’t it just matter if your father dies?”
Glenn’s eyes were half-closed, as if he wanted to raise Sylvia up as quickly and safely as possible.
“Hehehe. “I will sharpen the knife.”
Loen also suddenly returned to the assassin’s gaze and unleashed a terrifying murderous intent.
“hey! “Tell me something!”
Rimmer pushed Cheryl next to him with his elbow.
“why? That’s right. “No matter which way you take, as long as you reach Bukmangsan Mountain, you’re done, right?”
Cheryl also nodded, saying that it seemed like the safest way.
“okay. That’s right! “What a harsh word!”
Rimmer looked at the three people and shook his head vigorously.
“If your father dies like that, who will acknowledge it! Only the family prestige falls to the ground! “The North-South alliance will be destroyed later, and now just think about how to defeat your father!”
He pounded his chest, shouting that there was no normality here.
“It’s a shame…”
Glenn chewed his mouth. It seems like he was sincere when he said he would form an alliance between North and South Korea for Raon.
“Then it would be better to send the mission out.”
“Mission?”
“Raon is already standing on the wall of grand master. “If you go on missions and gain better experience, you might be able to break down the wall yourself.”
“I thought they wouldn’t let Raon go because the previous mission was so dangerous.”
“Holding it on won’t help the child. Because flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain. And…”
Glenn nodded slightly, as if he had already made a decision.
“If things don’t work out, we can break the North-South alliance.”
“Yes.”
“I will prepare.”
Cheryl and Roen smiled coolly. It looked as if three wolves were laughing at a sheep.
“Uh…”
Rimmer cupped his heated forehead.
‘I can’t believe I’m the only one at the top here…’
While I was speechless because I was dumbfounded, Glenn’s expression turned serious again.
‘What is it this time?’
When he was nervous about what to say, his lips moved.
“The child of the Yonan family is very wonderful.”
“yes?”
“He’s still young, but his vision is amazing. “There is a reason why the head of the Yonan family cherishes it.”
Glenn praised Encia more than a Grand Master level drone.
“Yes. It is very difficult to create an artificial danjeon….”
“Didn’t you say I was Raon’s grandfather? Well? “I don’t know what that means, but it probably means something good.”
“Ah…”
Rimmer opened his eyes round. I thought they were talking about artificial power cuts, but it was something else entirely.
“It means he’s very handsome.”
Cheryl smiled and explained the meaning of Jonjal.
“Encia uses the word ‘jonjal’ when praising Raon’s appearance. “From what I heard, he said he wanted to use Raon’s face as his signature mark from now on.”
“What a wonderful child!”
Glenn nodded as if he was truly impressed.
“Buy all of Encia’s artifacts released so far and contact the head of Yonan. “I said I’d see you.”
“All right.”
Roen smiled and nodded.
“Huh…”
Rimmer shook his head as he looked at that scene.
‘Fallen limbs are becoming an incurable disease.’
Shouldn’t you really look for another job?
* * *
Sylvia calmly raised her sword. She maintained her upper level for a while and raised her aura.
The moment the sea-green mana soaked the pure white blade, I slashed the sword vertically.
Whoa!
A strong sword wind swept through the training hall, leaving thick sword marks on the floor.
“Wow….”
“It’s not even a wind attribute, so what kind of sword wind is that?”
“That’s a slash from someone who’s held up a sword for over 20 years?”
“It’s crazy. As expected, you are the unit leader’s mother…”
The swordsmen of Gwangpungdae seemed to be impressed by Sylvia’s strike and stopped their own training to express their sincere admiration.
“Until there.”
As Sylvia exhaled harshly and raised her sword again, Raon raised his hand.
“The swordsmanship is too light.”
Raon walked next to Sylvia and shook his head.
“Can you see that the angle of the wrist is broken and the ankle is rolled inward? Because I lose too much strength in my limbs. “The sword wind does not cohere but disperses.”
Unlike the Gwangpungdae swordsmen, he coolly pointed out Silvia’s swordsmanship.
“Oh, it’s because I haven’t fully adapted yet! “Who can do it well from the beginning?”
“I told you everything at the annex?”
“…Is that so?”
Sylvia smiled awkwardly and fanned her face.
“Concentrate and try again.”
“Hmm…”
She nodded lowly and raised her sword above her head.
I swung the sword down again, and although it looked similar to before, the force was compressed and the sword strike was faster and more powerful.
Cooooooo!
A handful of the training ground floor was dug up, revealing the pure white sand inside.
“how is it?”
“It’s too much force this time.”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the ruined floor.
“You fell to the floor because you couldn’t handle your own sword attack. “If you swing your sword like this, your body will break first.”
“Ugh….”
“Relax your shoulders and hands. “I’m not doing laundry right now.”
He pointed out Sylvia’s shortcomings with the scabbard and then stepped back.
“I understand…”
Sylvia nodded and raised her sword. He must have lost strength and tension after listening to Raon’s advice, and the tip of the sword came off with life.
“Oh….”
“It’s definitely changed.”
“After all, talent is hereditary…”
The Gwangpungdae prosecutors applauded Silvia for her rapid improvement.
“How about it?”
Sylvia also seemed to gain confidence and called Raon with a bright complexion.
“Not this time either.”
Raon shook his head as if he was disappointed.
“I applied too much force, so the tip of the sword is shaking. “Right now, I’m not using a sword or a sword, but I’m training basic sword techniques.”
“That’s right.”
“Then you need to definitely give strength to the sword body and sword play. “What if I don’t even crack the whip, but let everything go?”
“Yes…”
Sylvia lowered her head helplessly.
“Try again.”
Raon raised his hand and said that there was still a long way to go.
“okay.”
Sylvia listened to Raon’s advice and took the upper hand. He narrowed his elbows inward, fixed the strength of his body itself, and slashed his sword.
Hahaha!
This time, the sword fell smoothly without shaking, probably due to the appropriate amount of force.
“ah!”
Silvia felt okay and immediately looked back at Raon.
“not really.”
But Raon’s face was still sullen.
“The sword technique didn’t waver, but I came down too fast because I was concentrating on it. Now we are not fighting, we are training. “Please focus more.”
He said he was not satisfied this time and ordered us to try again.
“Wasn’t it okay this time?”
“I know. It hasn’t been long since I picked up the sword again…”
“How long are you going to use basic swordsmanship…”
The Gwangpungdae swordsmen muttered one word at a time as they watched Raon.
“How long are you guys going to just watch?”
Raon turned his back and glanced at the Gwangpungdae swordsmen.
“Can you teach me basic swordsmanship for a month?”
“No! no!”
“I’m going!”
“Oh, there was a lot to train for today…”
The Gwangpungdae swordsmen scattered around the training ground, shaking their heads.
“Wow, she doesn’t even look after her mom…”
Burren stuck out his tongue as he watched Raon giving training instructions to Sylvia again.
“That’s right.”
Marta looked at Silvia’s back and shook her head.
“Because it’s precious. “It’s teaching properly.”
She sighed briefly, her eyes filled with bitterness.
“Raon is really good today.”
Runan also nods as if he agrees with what he said, as he still harbors wounds about his family.
“Do you guys want to do it too?”
Raon frowned as he looked at the three leaders far away.
“That’s not right….”
“That devil bastard has sharp ears too….”
“I’ll go.”
Burren Marta Runan stretched out and entered the indoor training center.
“Ugh…”
Silvia, who had lost everyone who could help her, moaned and trembled with her hands.
“Raon.”
Rimmer shook his head and placed his hand on Raon’s shoulder.
“Don’t do it too much, just do it in moderation….”
“Would you like to do it too, Lord?”
“Ah…”
He opened his mouth as if speechless.
“If you stay here a little longer, I will assume that you would like to practice with your mother.”
“Now wait a minute. “I’m the head lord…”
“So you’re doing basic training together?”
“No! Absolutely not! Good luck!”
Rimmer quickly shook his head and got out of Raon’s sight.
“No, the great lord is the great lord!”
Crane shouted in bewilderment as he saw Rimmer running away.
Rimmer scratched the back of his head with a sad expression.
“I’m scared of him too…”
* * *
Two weeks have passed since Sylvia picked up the sword. Her skills changed every day as if she were a different person, but Raon shook his head as if he didn’t like it all.
“again. “This time, the aurors were wrong.”
Raon shook his head, pointing at the slightly shaking Auror.
“huh.”
Sylvia nodded and raised her sword. She repeated the basic sword techniques consisting of vertical cuts, horizontal cuts, diagonal cuts, and thrusts dozens of times.
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dazzling sword light shining in the air.
‘Surely talent doesn’t disappear.’
It’s growing differently every day.
The reason for pushing Sylvia is simple. Because she has great talent.
I wanted to continue to look at him because he is a person who goes above and beyond when he points out one thing.
I felt like I knew why teachers wanted to accept outstanding students.
-No matter what, isn’t it bad to just point things out from the sidelines for two whole weeks?
Lars’ lips trembled as if he was scared.
-Look at that! The area under Mom’s eyes has turned into charcoal soot!
The guy frowned, pointing to the dark spots under Sylvia’s eyes.
‘I’m sure your mother understands everything.’
Although we didn’t say anything, Sylvia accepted it well, so we were able to train together until now. She is probably also pleased with her ability to advance quickly.
-You have to do that in moderation too! How long are we going to teach basic swordsmanship? Other people are not perverts like you!
Lars said he was crazy and pointed his finger at him.
-No one comes around you anymore!
‘I said it’s okay.’
Raon waved his hand at Ras and then approached Silvia.
“When you stab, you have to have your target in mind. “You must always have the skills of a straight sword.”
“Yes…”
Sylvia nodded, answering weakly as if the wind had been knocked out.
“And when making diagonal cuts, the angle is also important. “Where should I cut…”
As Raon pointed out, Sylvia’s complexion became increasingly darker.
“It’s really poisonous….”
“I didn’t even know it was that bad. That’s a monster…”
“La Raon Jonmot.” “No, I’m scared.”
Buren and Martha Runan, who had cheered Raon at first, now left, shaking their heads in fear.
Raon smiled while listening to them.
‘You’ll find out soon enough.’
If Sylvia shows off her skills, everyone’s current perspective will change.
Moreover, it was clear that Sylvia would understand the current situation. That was enough.
“Basic swordsmanship is not good just because it is fast and strong. Accuracy and seriousness….”
Just as he was about to give advice to Sylvia again, Rimmer came in, kicking down the gym door. He smiled as he waved a piece of paper in his hand.
“The mission has been received!”
He shouted that it had been a long time since he had been on a mission and to be happy.
“mission?”
“It took a long time.”
“I can finally show off my skills.”
“Waaaaaa!”
As the Gwangpungdae swordsmen approached Rimmer, wondering what kind of mission it was, a loud shout was heard from inside.
“It is liberation! “I’m free from this hell!”
Sylvia raised her arms and raised her voice high to the sky.
Light water droplets began to form in her eyeballs. Her facial expressions and emotional outbursts were just like those of a prisoner who escaped from prison.
Raon looked at Sylvia like that and opened his mouth blankly.
“Uh, Mom…”
He opened his mouth as if he was shocked by the word liberation.
-A personality that makes even his mother sick of him…
Ras shook his head as he looked at the embarrassed Raon.
-Is this the path of the Demon God?
‘shut up!’
