Chapter 540
Runan bit his lip while looking at Syria’s eyes, which were sticky like a poisonous snake.
‘Why did you come?’
Syria didn’t pay attention to me after being disgraced by Raon.
I thought I gave up because I didn’t even come home for a while, but when I came back the moment I came back, I didn’t feel good.
“What did you do that made your hands so cold!”
Clara frowned as she touched Syria’s frozen white hand.
“Because it is still cold.”
Syria smiled kindly and unfastened the sword he was wearing around his waist and leaned it against the wall.
“Can’t you protect yourself with an aura?”
Rokan sighed, asking why he endured the cold naked.
“It’s annoying.”
“You are the successor of this slion. Make your body more precious.”
“All right!”
Syria put a hand on her forehead as if saluting and sat down next to Runan.
“anyway.”
“Because it doesn’t change.”
Clara and Rokan smiled warmly as if Syria was just cute.
“… … .”
Unlike the two of them, Runan put a thin tension on his body so that he could move at any time.
‘It looks like the old eyes.’
Syria’s eyes were filled with blatant desire, as if they had returned to before being humiliated by Raon.
Fortunately, there is a story next to the table.
I brought it to clean the blade after dinner, but I was at least relieved to be prepared for any unexpected situations.
He may not be able to defeat Syria, but he will be able to hold out until he does something strange to Dad and Mom.
‘I will stop it no matter what.’
As Runan lowered his right hand under the table and focused on Syria’s movements, the dining room door opened and the maids with new dishes entered.
The ladies-in-waiting removed the cold food and put the steaming hot food on the table.
“Oh, by the way, I have a present.”
Syria smiled lightly and took out a subspace pouch.
When Runan placed his hand on the swordsman of the tale, a gray box popped out of Syria’s subspace pocket. It was a box that had been packing marble ice cream.
“I heard that there was a new flavor, so I thought of you and bought it.”
Syria handed out a box of ice cream, saying take it.
“for a moment!”
Rokan raised his open palm.
“Mine comes first! Where to cut in line!”
He reached into his subspace pocket and pulled out a box of ice cream bigger than Syria.
“Runan! Eat Dad’s first!”
Rokan waved his hand, saying that he would open his own, not the Syrian ice cream.
“I’m guessing he’s not rich. Because they are the same.”
Clara put her hand on her chin and painted a warm smile, as if the three of them looked so good.
“huh… .”
Runaan got rid of Snow White’s Swordsman and received Syrian and Lokhan’s box of ice cream.
“I will eat and eat.”
“That’s it. Instead, will you eat what Dad bought for you?”
Rokan raised his finger and asked to eat his ice cream first.
“huh.”
Runan nodded and looked at Syria. He gave an inexplicable smile, then turned to Lokhan.
“I’m sorry. I also prepared a present for my father.”
Syria again put her hand in her subspace pocket. This time, it was an old-fashioned white wine.
“Sichelle Blanc is 40 years old.”
“Oh oh! Is this precious?”
Rokhan’s hands trembled as if the wine were a treasure.
“I got it at an auction by accident. Eat right away.”
“no.”
Runaan pushed the chair roughly and stood up. She didn’t feel good. It seemed that Syria had done something to that wine.
“dad. Don’t eat that.”
“Lu, Lunan? Why?”
Clara raised her head with her eyes wide open.
“… It’s a waste.”
Runaan awkwardly pursed his lips as he looked at the wine containing Rokhan. He’s a ridiculous excuse, but he didn’t have anything in mind. At times like this, she wanted to borrow Raon’s mouth.
“Definitely not worth it. This wine is not something you can get with money. It’s also a gift my son gave me after a long time.”
Rokan looked at the wine and nodded slowly.
“Just eat. I will buy you another one next time.”
Syria shook her hand saying it was okay.
“hate. this guy You buy Runan’s gifts, but you don’t buy mine. I will save this for bragging later.”
Rokan laughed and entrusted the wine to the butler behind him, and ordered another high-quality wine to be brought.
The butler soon brought red wine and a glass and poured it for the four of them.
“Baresia is 30 years old. It’s not as good as Sichelle, but it’ll be edible.”
Rokhan raised his glass for the first family toast.
“I see.”
Syria did not hesitate in the slightest and raised her glass without hesitation.
kyaang.
Runan focused on Syria’s eyes and hands as he clashed glasses with the three of them.
Syria emptied the glass at once, and Lokhan and Clara also laughed and sipped their wine.
percussion.
Runan put down his glass without even touching his lips.
“Will you not drink Runan?”
“huh.”
I shook my head at Clara and loosened my stiff fingers.
“Father, mother, do you know that?”
A laughing party ensued, and Syria leaned over to the table when the bottle of wine was exposed.
“What do you mean?”
“They say a monster called Baphomet has appeared in the south.”
“Baphomet!”
“hmm… .”
Rokhan frowned, and Krara tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.
“That monster… .”
“yes. It’s a monster. It is also a ruthless monster.”
Syria smiled and nodded calmly.
“My mother and Runan don’t seem to understand it, so to put it simply, it’s a very strong monster. It can use both fighting spirit and mana, and is a leader-level monster with intelligence beyond humans.”
He continued his explanation, moving his fingers as if drawing a picture on the table.
“However, unlike other monsters, Baphomet has one characteristic.”
“characteristic?”
“yes. Ever since they were born, they have been trying to find their mate.”
Syria slowly put her left index finger and right index finger together.
“It is said that Baphomet, who has obtained a mate, becomes stronger to the point of being different from before. Baphomet, who is said to have appeared in the south, must be looking for a mate right now.”
“That’s not all.”
Rokhan sighed as he set down his glass.
“Baphomet is a growing monster.”
He looked down at the blood-red wine and wrinkled his brow.
“They grow stronger faster than the humans called geniuses. You have to kill them before they meet a mate and before they grow any further.”
“Your father knows you well.”
“There was a time when I fought only when I was only you.”
Rokhan shook his head, saying it was a terrifying experience.
“It’s a bit pitiful though.”
Clara touched the glass with her fingers and sighed.
“I’m moving to find a mate, but I’m attacked… .”
“… Her mother is sweet.”
Syria narrowed her eyes as if she was surprised by Clara’s words.
“Don’t talk like that. Because they follow their instincts, they often attack humans for no reason.”
Rokhan shook his head, saying that it was just a monster.
“Ah, there is one more peculiar thing about Baphomet.”
“What is it?”
“I am looking for a mate, and if that mate is blood, it is said that I can gain power beyond imagination.”
“Blood kin? A really weird monster… ah.”
Clara dropped the glass she was holding on the floor.
“This, this… .”
She trembled as if she had been electrocuted and fell backwards along with the chair.
“Clara!”
Rokan jumped up and ran to Clara.
“Why are you doing that!”
“mom!”
Runan also stepped on the table and jumped to the spot where Clara fell.
“What are you doing! Call a therapist quickly!”
Rokhan yelled at the butler and maids behind him, but none of them moved.
“What about you… .”
“Don’t bully me.”
Syria wet her mouth with red wine and smiled.
“They’re just listening to my orders to stay still.”
“City, Syria?”
Rokan’s lips trembled as he looked at Syria’s eyes, which suddenly changed.
“Anyway, my dad is great. The drug works on the mind regardless of inaction, and I am a little surprised that it has endured until now.”
“Is it yours?”
“Then who would it be?”
“Is there anyone else!”
The restaurant door opened at Rokan’s cry, and the family prosecutors entered.
“Take Clara to the therapist, and get him… .”
However, the swordsmen who came in stood behind Syria, not Rokan, and put their hands on their swords.
“Why are you guys… .”
“The servants closest to my father became mine, isn’t it strange that the swordsmen follow him?”
“These guys!”
“Still, it took quite a bit of effort. Money, martial arts, obscene desires, and even weaknesses.”
Syria smiled at the soldiers and servants standing behind him.
“My father was very peaceful. It has become an old, fat dog that only eats the food Sieghart throws at it.”
“this guy!”
Rokhan raised himself up with a growl. His eyes burned red with anger.
“Sieghart is strong, of course. But 80% of that strength is Glen Sieghart. because of that monster. The rest is just babbling.”
Syria smiled and raised her head. She looked at the warm lighting that didn’t seem to match the atmosphere and her pupils narrowed her eerie eyes.
“The world will change in no time. It will be the awl that strikes Sieghart’s back at the center of our Slion family.”
“Do you know how to let me go like that! never… ah!”
Rokhan stumbled and sat down. Against his own will, he trembled his arms and legs and fell behind him.
“You’re excited as expected, so the medicine works well.”
Syria stroked his chin as if he was having fun.
“Lu, Lunan. escape… .”
Rokhan stiffened, unable to utter the last words properly.
“Oh, Dad, Mom.”
Runan sighed heavily as he looked at Lokhan and Clara, who only moved their eyes. The two trembled as if begging them to run away.
“What did you do!”
She showed this by looking at Syria.
“Did you think I was drugged? That’s no fun.”
Syria lifted the last bottle of wine. When he opened his palm, the fallen bottle shattered and blood-red wine soaked the white floor.
“I didn’t do anything with this drink. What I touched… .”
Syria’s fingers pointed to the glasses Clara and Rokan drank from.
“That cup.”
“Mom, what have you done to Dad!”
Runaan lifted up the story with the sword wrapped around it.
“Runan. You made a mistake too.”
Syria smiled and waved her hand.
“If you wanted to stop me and save my mother and father, you should have kept talking. I had to say that my brother was strange, that he seemed crazy. Of course it wouldn’t have made any sense.”
“Syria… .”
“Oh, actually, when I was little, I told my father and mother that I was weird, right? why didn’t that work? Why didn’t you two believe what you said?”
Syria pointed to the soldiers and servants behind him and let out a bright yellow smile.
“Even then, many of these people stood behind me and gave me favorable reports, so there’s no way they’ll work. Your father and mother felt sorry for you, thinking you were delusional.”
“you… .”
Runaan gritted his teeth and pulled out all of Danjeon’s auras. The blue river, wrapped in cold air, burned over the blade of Snowflake.
“Awesome! You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this day!”
Syria looked at the strong qi aimed at his neck and the corners of his mouth trembled.
“It’s worth it to let him live.”
As he lightly clapped his hands, soldiers and servants approached the fallen Lokhan and Clara.
“Do not come! I will kill them all!”
Runan screamed and aimed the tale at the warriors.
“Rebellion is always beautiful. but… .”
Syria pointed at Lokhan and Clara and licked her red lips.
“If I leave my father and mother as they are, they will stop breathing and die. Will that be okay?”
Runan’s fingertips trembled at his question.
“… … .”
The strong wind that blooms from the snowflake’s blade melts like spring snow.
kyaang!
Eventually, Runaan’s sword fell to the ground.
“It’s a wise choice.”
The lights in the dining room were turned off at the end of Syria’s laughter.
* * *
Raon stood at the center of the 5th gymnasium and pulled out the jecheon sword. He held his breath as he aimed his white blade at the sky where the sun had not yet risen.
Recalling the advice Glenn had given me two days ago, I struck down my sword.
Whoa!
A fierce black wind cut through the cold dawn air and drew a thin line on the floor of the gymnasium.
Whoa!
Without looking at the line, Raon raised the sword again and drew it down in the same posture.
A second sword wind poured in, but the sword scars on the floor of the gymnasium did not increase.
Even after slashing down 100 times, only the first trace was left on the floor.
Faaaa!
Raon nodded his head in satisfaction, raised the celestial sword to the top again, and struck it down.
The precision and sharpness of the 100 sword strikes turned into speed and heaviness, leaving a trail as if struck with a mace on the floor of the gymnasium.
On the spot, he unfolded basic swordsmanship, putting the techniques of martial arts he had learned so far one by one.
Because he concentrated his whole mind on each sword attack, when he finished one round of training, the rising sun was moving towards the center of the sky.
‘This time with a light wind sword… .’
-Yumma!
When Raon was trying to train his martial arts skills with the light wind sword, Lars jumped out in front of him.
-Isn’t it time for an appointment! Aren’t you going soon!
Lars pointed to the sky, saying it was time to make an appointment with everyone.
“hmm… .”
Raon lowered his heavenly sword and raised his head. As Lars said, the appointment time was right around the corner.
‘I’m a little disappointed.’
-It’s a shame! Didn’t you just keep training after the old man left?
‘The training is going well these days. Time is wasted at times like this.’
It doesn’t feel like I’m definitely growing up, but I felt satisfied every time I practiced because it felt like the messy martial arts were being sorted out.
-It’s the first time I’ve been crazy about martial arts like you!
Lars shook his head in disgust.
‘Then a little more?’
-Shut up and go to the ice cream parlour! You’ve been holding back the marble ice cream for today!
‘I get it. okay.’
Raon let out a sigh. He quickly washed himself and headed to the mall.
Perhaps because we arrived almost at 10:00, most of the windmills were gathered.
“Why is the guy who asked me to come only now!”
Martha said she was late and frowned.
“Seeing him come with a sword, he must have been training.”
Burren shook his head as he looked at the jecheon sword.
“It’s really gross. punish.”
He sighed, saying he couldn’t keep up.
“What kind of training are you going to give us… .”
Dorian’s shoulders trembled as if he was already afraid of training.
“Sub-lord.”
Mark Goetton bowed his head quietly in admiration.
“hmm?”
Raon tilted his head as he approached the Gwangpungdae. By this time, the guy who should have been muttering “Good-bye Laon” in a sleepy voice was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Runan?”
“He hasn’t come yet.”
Burren shook his hand.
“Is it a big deal? He’s late for his ice cream appointments.”
Martha tilted her head, saying it was strange.
“… … .”
Raon raised his gaze and looked at the clock standing in the plaza.
Tick.
Even though it was 10 o’clock, Runan didn’t show up.
-hey!
‘know.’
Raon nodded and looked at the windmill.
“If I don’t come back after an hour, tell me something happened to the Slion family. Dorian and Martha are following me!”
“what?”
“What do you mean… .”
Without listening to the other people’s answers, I ran west.
-It’s strange that the ice cream girl doesn’t keep her promise!
‘okay. I don’t know anything else, but I’ve never broken an ice cream promise.’
Runaan seems lazy, but he never breaks two promises.
water lilies and ice cream. In particular, when you make an appointment to buy ice cream, he arrives more than an hour early and waits first.
‘Something must have happened.’
Raon headed to the Slion family with confidence.
