Episode 798
Raon swallowed dry saliva as he looked at Lawrence’s wet white lips.
‘The white blood of the White Blood Cult…’
The more the blood demons of the White Blood Cult practice their blood skills, the more their blood turns white.
At that level, it’s worth buying. It also seemed clear that he had a strong blood that rivaled that of the 10 apostles.
However, the reason he associated Lawrence with the white blood cult leader was not because of the color of his blood.
‘temperament.’
The temperament and scent of soul that a person must have as a person. Everything I felt about Lawrence now resembled that of the white blood cult leader.
‘He was clearly an ordinary person….’
How can he change like this?
I know this because I sparred with Lawrence every day. He slept a lot and was very annoying, but he had a softer personality than anyone else.
But the aura coming from him now was intimate and dark.
A deep murderous spirit flickered in the golden eyes that were always filled with seriousness.
“Why did you suddenly bring up the name of the white blood cult leader? Have you even met her?”
Lawrence asked a question in return. His shoulders were shaking as if he was having trouble controlling his overflowing blood.
“yes. “We met several times.”
Raon answered and placed his hand on the Jecheon Sword. When Lawrence was not in the right condition, I was worried about whether I should open the sword realm and subdue him.
“It’s surprising that someone as talented as you is still alive after encountering that woman.”
Listening to what Lawrence said, it really seemed like it had something to do with the White Blood Cult. I became more and more curious about his identity.
“Huh…”
Lawrence leaned his back against the wall of the cave as if he had no intention of fighting despite his increasingly strong blood.
“The current leader of the White Blood Cult must be a woman with black hair and dark eyes, right?”
“That’s right.”
Raon nodded without relaxing.
“Then maybe there’s still time left.”
“What do you mean?”
“ecdysis.”
Lawrence looked at the cave floor and smiled crookedly.
“It’s time for that damned monster to shed its body and change into another body.”
“Hmm…”
Raon frowned at Lawrence.
“How does Lawrence know that?”
If you knew about changing your body, you wouldn’t really be an outsider of the White Blood Cult.
I gave strength to the fingertips holding the sword so that I could draw the sword at any time.
“Don’t be nervous. “I am not a white-blooded Christian.”
Lawrence shook his head lightly as if to relax.
“I’ve never belonged to that damn place, and I haven’t even learned blood skills. “It may be hard to believe if I say it like this, but…”
He let out a laugh as if it was absurd even after he said it.
“…If you say that, I understand.”
Raon nodded and lowered the hand holding the sword.
“what…?”
Lawrence’s eyes widened as if he didn’t think anyone would believe what he said.
“Ji, are you saying you will believe me now? In this situation?”
“yes.”
Looking at Lawrence’s shaking eyes, I lowered my head once more.
“I heard you met a white blood cult leader! “Why do you believe me even after seeing this white blood and fierceness?”
He asked more clearly as if he didn’t understand.
“It was only a short time, but it was enough to know who you are.”
Even though he was annoying, Lawrence didn’t use a single spray, and he didn’t attack so severely that it left any aftereffects.
A man like that little guy was not the kind of person who could carelessly harm others.
“Besides, Ryeonju said he also believes in you.”
Rektar told me that Lawrence was a lonely person and that I should visit him regularly. It was clear that he knew what Lawrence looked like.
“You are truly an unusual person.”
Lawrence looked up at Raon and smiled.
“I thought you would just draw your sword and attack me with your damn personality…”
“I’m not that type of person. There are probably few people with a calmer personality than me…”
Raon calmly shook his head.
-What?
“uh?”
Lars and Lawrence rolled their eyes at the same time. Both of their chins trembled as if they were dumbfounded.
-What kind of bullshit are you talking about? Of all the humans and demons this king has ever seen, he is the craziest!
Lars turned his head to stop talking nonsense.
“You’re also someone who can’t be self-objective.”
Lawrence lowered his eyebrows deeply.
“I only helped you with your training with the thought of repaying the debt I owed to your grandfather. Of course, I lost to your obsession…”
He laughed as if it was absurd even thinking about it now.
“As expected, you knew.”
Raon grabbed his right wrist with his left hand. As expected, Lawrence seems to have known that Rektar was his grandfather.
“I am similar. “Grandpa trusts you, so I trust you a little more.”
“I see. Ugh…”
Lawrence nodded and then clutched his chest again. The blood blooming from his entire body began to grow stronger.
“Are you okay?”
“I should have prepared in advance, but it’s not easy…”
Lawrence shook his head, saying it wasn’t a good situation.
“Well, stop going. “I understand how you feel, but the situation is not so light that you should tell an outsider.”
He put his hand down with difficulty, telling him to quickly go down the mountain.
“I…”
“It’s okay to tell Raon.”
When Raon was about to say that wasn’t it, a familiar voice came from behind him.
When I turned around, I saw Rektar standing in front of the cave with a soft smile on his face.
“grandfather?”
“I came here after seeing that today was a full moon, and it was as expected.”
Rektar nodded lightly and approached Lawrence.
“Ugh, Yeonju…”
He placed his hand on the back of Lawrence, who was biting his lip, and raised a strong aura.
Wooooow!
As a magnificent light flashed from Rektar’s hand, the blood that had been bothering Lawrence slowly began to subside.
Soon, Lawrence’s blood subsided to the point where he could control it, and the white light in his eyes melted away.
“You act arrogantly just because you’ve become a little stronger, and then you look good.”
Rektar removed his hand from Lawrence’s back and clicked his tongue as his complexion regained its color.
“Hey, this is all because of Ryonju’s grandson! “That guy ruined all my routines and plans!”
Lawrence shook his chin, his face turning red.
“Good job.”
Rektar patted Raon’s shoulder, ignoring Lawrence’s words.
“That guy needed to come to his senses.”
“Well done! Your grandson is a demon himself! “It shouldn’t be released into society!”
Lawrence screamed that Ra On should be imprisoned.
-Demons!
Lars looked at Lawrence and shouted.
-There is no crazy person like this even in the demon world! Don’t pass it on!
The guy shook his head, telling the human to take him.
“You seem to have some strength now.”
Rektar leaned against the opposite wall with his arms crossed.
“Thanks to you, I’m okay. But…”
Lawrence looked at Rektar and narrowed his eyes.
“What do you mean, it’s okay to tell Raon?”
“It means they are not foreigners.”
Rektar looked at Raon and nodded slightly.
“Raon. “You tell me the situation first.”
He smiled calmly as if it was okay.
“…All right.”
Raon stepped forward and stood in front of Rektar and Lawrence.
“First, let me introduce myself again. My name is Raon Sieghardt. “He is the grandson of the current Sieghardt family head.”
“Raon. okay. Sieghar… Sieghard?”
Lawrence stood up, startled.
“If Sieghart goes, will it be Thunder God? Glenn Sieghardt?”
“That’s right.”
“No, he said he was your grandchild. What happened all of a sudden…”
He looked at Rektar and his lips trembled.
“Both are correct.”
Rektar nodded briefly.
“He is the grandson of the Sieghart family head and the grandson of the Holy Sword Lord.”
Even as he spoke, he laughed as if he was dumbfounded.
“What kind of crazy talk is this…”
Lawrence blinked as if he still didn’t understand.
“For now, I will continue to tell you. “The first time I met a white blood cult leader was when I was a trainee at Sieghardt…”
Raon went through everything from his first encounter with a white blood cult leader with the Three Princes to almost being kidnapped by the Ten Apostles, and the recent war with the white blood cult leader. I told him everything.
“When I think about it, there are quite a lot. Actually, there was a time when I jumped into the White Blood Church headquarters to save Mr. Ogram.”
“When I heard it, I remembered it. “The old men said there was a young monster in Sieghart…”
Lawrence nodded absently, as if he had finally remembered the information about Raon.
“I always thought he was one of those geniuses, but I never thought he would turn out to be such a crazy person…”
He swallowed dryly, spitting out both admiration and astonishment.
“After hearing it, I can’t say you have anything to do with it either. “That woman is probably still targeting you.”
Lawrence said it was obvious and quenched his appetite.
“That’s not all.”
Raon shook his head heavily.
“Not everything?”
“There’s something I need to hear first before I can say this…”
I looked at Lawrence with narrowed eyes.
“Lawrence. “It has something to do with the white blood cult leader, right?”
“…okay.”
Lawrence hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
“It’s probably deeper than you think.”
“Then let me tell you. “The current white blood cult leader’s body…”
Raon closed his eyes and opened them, continuing.
“This is my colleague’s mother.”
“uh…?”
Lawrence stood up as if he heard something he couldn’t hear.
“Really?”
“yes. “Don’t you look like the black-haired, dark-eyed boy who came with me?”
“I…have not seen the current white blood cult leader’s body. “I left long before that.”
He chewed his lip as if he was running away from the White Blood Church.
“What are you…”
Raon frowned at Lawrence. The more I listened, the more difficult it was to predict his identity.
“Now that I know such a secret, I can’t keep my mouth shut.”
Lawrence nodded weakly.
“I am…”
* * *
I was different from others from the moment I was born.
His height and weight were twice that of others, and he was able to think from the moment he first opened his eyes to the world.
Some would say it was bizarre, others would say it was special, but my mother was disappointed in me.
[This is the only way.]
The eyes of a woman more beautiful than the moonlight were stained with patheticness.
[As expected, there is no progress in this direction. The experiment should end here.]
My mother didn’t even give me a name, as if she wasn’t interested, and stormed out of the room.
The young man who was following her looked at her with a calm, inexplicable gaze and then suddenly disappeared.
After that, a young nanny came and looked after me. Although my mother was disappointed in me, she was satisfied that she had not abandoned me.
The nanny brought several books, saying that one must become a good person to be accepted by the mother.
My mother was like a one-of-a-kind gem to me.
In order to be accepted by her, I read all the books my nanny brought, and even read through the numerous books that were left at home. It was so difficult that I memorized everything I didn’t understand.
I read books at night, and during the day I watched the dancers practicing in the training hall visible outside the window.
Perhaps thanks to his innate eyesight, he could naturally understand the movements and movements of the warriors’ blood.
I didn’t have a name, and I couldn’t even take a step out of this house, but I was just happy that I would make my mother happy someday.
While I was reading a book, watching others learn martial arts, or spending time alone with my thoughts, my heart started beating so fast that it felt like it was going to explode, and my blood suddenly bloomed.
The blood that everyone except me had finally appeared in me as well. And that too, not with blood skills acquired through training, but with innate energy.
Something that others had, but that I didn’t have. It was this bloodiness that had disappointed his mother, so he ignored the nanny’s warnings and went straight to see his mother.
I wanted to be recognized. I wanted to show my mother, the most beautiful person in the world, that I was a necessary human being and to be loved.
I was confident. I thought the reason my mother kept me alive until now was for this day.
but.
It was all my mistake.
[Are you still alive?]
The woman I thought was my mother shook her head, laughing at my natural blood and crudeness.
[It’s dirty, so clean it up.]
I was thrown into a dark prison without even being able to say the word “mother” to a cold cry that didn’t show any emotion.
Only then did I know.
The reason I survived was not because of my mother, but because of the consideration of the apostle who watched over me in the end, and the nanny was also someone he sent.
I was desperate. I cursed everything and screamed at the top of my lungs.
While he was rotting in a dungeon with no one visiting him, his nanny came to visit him. She smiled and hugged me, even though she was full of hurt.
[I’m glad you’re safe.]
I couldn’t open my mouth to see her worrying about me first even though she wasn’t safe.
The nanny helped me escape through a previously opened path and then fought against the apostle.
Even as she died at the hands of the apostle, she did not lose her smile.
[Lawrence. It’s your name. Live kindly and kindly.]
My mother was not the moon shining far away, but was alive right next to me.
* * *
“After that, he was discovered by Ryeonju who was traveling. “You will know your grandfather’s personality better, and you will understand why I am here.”
Lawrence calmly shook his head, saying that was all.
“I see…”
Raon bit his lip while looking at Lawrence.
‘This is worse than I thought…’
I was born as a child of a white blood cult, but to have my very existence ignored, it was a worse life than from the worst family. It was enough to remind me of my hellish past life.
“There’s no need to look so mean.”
Lawrence smiled calmly and waved his hand.
“It’s been a long time. “I’ve forgotten it now.”
Contrary to his words, sadness still flowed from his eyes.
“The atmosphere has become too heavy. “Then let’s talk a little bit.”
Lawrence stretched out his hand as if to get to the point.
“What you’re curious about is how to take out the soul of the white blood cult leader, right?”
“…That’s right.”
“The method is…”
He paused for a moment and let out a long sigh.
“does not exist.”
