Chapter 615
“What on earth did Raon do to make you laugh so much?”
Cheryl looked up at Glenn and smiled a little.
“I know.”
Rimer nodded.
“Did Raon even give you water? A smile bloomed on her face.”
He grinned as if he had guessed what was going on.
“Chemm!”
Glenn let out a clearing of his throat and forced his face to harden. However, the corners of his mouth wriggled as if his own will and his superiors were about to rise again.
“It’s no big deal.”
“It’s an expression I’ve never seen before.”
Loen smiled and approached the podium.
“Because it isn’t.”
Glenn shook his head and furrowed his brow.
‘Did you see that… .’
I thought I was covering my face with a report, but I think I lowered my hand without realizing it because I was so happy with Raon’s performance.
Embarrassed, his face grew hot, but he calmed it down by using his aura.
“Because I know. Please tell me what Raon did. It tickles me with curiosity.”
Rimmer pointed at the report with a hand that patted his shoulder.
“Well, if you’re curious about it, there’s nothing you can do about it.”
As Glenn nodded and lifted the report again, the door to the house opened violently and Aris entered.
“father!”
She ran to the center and raised her voice.
“I heard that Raon’s letter came!”
“How do you… .”
Glenn wrinkled his eyes as if he couldn’t understand.
“I made one of my own at the non-banquet!”
Aris laughed, saying that she got an informant while staying at the non-banquet.
“Kuhm… .”
Glenn turned his head to Chad, flashing a fierce gaze.
Hiccup!
Chad froze, his shoulders shaking. She must have been overly nervous, and she even started to hiccup without realizing it.
“Don’t pressure non-banners for nothing. Please read the letter quickly. Is that right?”
Aris stroked Chad’s hair and came forward.
“Whoa.”
Glenn sighed helplessly and turned his attention to the report.
“This guy said he was going to train, but in reality… .”
He told me everything Raon had done when he went to the Thran tribe.
“What is he really?”
Aris burst out laughing while looking at the report.
“You said you single-handedly stopped the war between the Thran tribe and the Assassins? Does this make sense?”
“I mean.”
Rowen blinked his eyes blankly.
“It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s an achievement to say that there were no deaths in the Suran tribe.”
He nodded his head as if Raon was proud.
“No matter how familiar you are with fire, it wouldn’t have been easy, but he has a knack for surprising you anyway.”
Cheryl smiled as if she was most happy that Raon had saved so many people.
“It’s not such a big deal, but I can tell you’ve put in some effort.”
Glenn shook his head with a calm look. But the corners of his mouth were trembling.
“ah! I’ll go out!”
Aris immediately stepped back with her hand raised.
“what? where.”
Glenn wrinkled the bridge of his nose anxiously.
“If Raon saved the entire Suran tribe, he would definitely hold a festival because of his personality! You have to be there!”
Aris took the posture to run right away, saying that she shouldn’t be late.
“Please stay still!”
Glen stopped Aris and looked at the letter again.
‘Come to think of it… .’
I looked at the last line of the report again.
[I think the return will be a little late because the beast federation lord won’t let go. Send the report first.]
In the last line, Raon writes that he is sending this report first because he is being held by Yawang Ogram.
‘Is it alcohol… .’
He had only had a drink with himself twice, but imagining being caught by the Yawang and drinking alcohol made his head feel hot.
‘Should I kill him?’
When Glenn was seriously thinking, Rimmer recognized his expression and widened his eyes.
“no! Please be patient too!”
* * *
A nameless forest outside the Beast League area.
Karun struck the black hard ground with his trembling fist.
Kwaaaaaaang!
As if an earthquake had struck the ground, a huge crack appeared.
“Damn them!”
Karun continued to slam his fists as if his anger was not resolved, revealing the anger he had been holding back in front of Ogram.
He vomited his anger for a long time, until black blood flowed from his mouth before he lowered his hand.
However, the forest was already irreparably damaged and turned into ruins.
“Big… .”
Karune sat down on the crushed earth, wiping the black blood that flowed from his mouth.
‘The pain doesn’t subside.’
The pain in the stomach from being beaten by Ogram is getting worse.
It was the skill of a night king to pierce the defenses of the aura and body, and push the shock inside as it is.
‘I can’t help it.’
Karune frowned and placed a hand on her stomach. The moment the clear blue light arose from his grip, the blood that flowed from his mouth began to return to a red light.
“Hoo-wook.”
Karun controlled his breathing for a while before rising. He straightened his posture and returned to his noble form, and he lightly snapped his fingers.
“Did you call?”
Jungmujeon’s first secretary Maxian, who had been hiding himself, came forward and prostrated himself.
“Who was giving the girl instructions?”
“This is the butler, Berif.”
“You’d better shut him up.”
Karune looked up at the night sky and nodded.
“If it’s Verif, no matter what adviser comes in, I won’t open my mouth.”
Keeping your mouth shut meant killing and shutting your mouth, so Maxian lowered his head as if to trust Verif.
“I told you to keep your mouth shut.”
Karune’s gaze sank chillingly to the point of choking his breath.
“… I will take action.”
Maxian shook his shoulders slightly and lowered his head. He stopped when he tried to go back.
“But if Raon Sieghart had already sent the news to the family, the problem would be bigger.”
“no.”
Karune shook her head resolutely.
“Even if I posted the report, the information about me would be missing. Raon Sieghart is not a guy who moves without solid evidence.”
“But the head of the family… .”
“My father is not the kind of person to move even if he knows the circumstances. There is a high possibility that Raon will be directly searched after he returns, so as soon as he returns, sever all links with the Sejaks.”
“All right.”
Maxian closed his lips and stepped back.
Karun gritted his teeth as he gazed into the darkness of the forest.
‘Raon Sieghart… .’
From Judiel’s reaction, Raon must have known that I was behind her.
Even so, meddling in this matter was tantamount to declaring war on me.
‘If you want to die, you’ll have to kill me.’
Until now, he hadn’t touched Raon directly.
No, I’ve never used a big hand, even indirectly. Because he thought it was meaningless to touch him.
However, it was Raon who crossed the line first. If so, it should show how foolish it was.
puddeudeuk.
Karun clenched his fists tightly enough to make a sound.
‘I won’t make you regret what happened today.’
No, there will be no time to regret.
* * *
gulp.
Raon swallowed dryly as he watched the wine jars piling up in front of him.
‘… Are you eating again?’
Did you drink that much yesterday?
I had emptied ten jars of wine from last night to this afternoon, and the jars started to be delivered.
I couldn’t help but keep my mouth shut.
‘driving me crazy.’
It’s not that I can’t drink alcohol, but seeing that much of it, I let out a sigh without even realizing it.
‘It was especially difficult because of the cotton candy next to me.’
Raon sat on his shoulder and looked at Lars, who was snoring.
When this cotton candy guy drinks.
-Gweeeeeeek! It’s terribly tasteless! What do humans like to eat that other thing! Spit it out right now!
If you pick up a snack there.
-Uhehehehe! delicious! Those savages are good at making food! In particular, the whole roast is excellent!
Then when you drink again.
– You drunkard! stop drinking! Snack or eat!
If I didn’t like alcohol, I would go into my bracelet and sleep, but because of the snacks, I wouldn’t go in and talk next to it, making my ears hurt.
-oh… .
Seeing that he was still awake and his tongue was flying, it was clear he was thinking about last night’s snacks.
“Good day. Isn’t it?”
Ogram smiled broadly at the chief of the Siran tribe.
“sure! Good day, good people, and good drinks!”
The Chief Siran also smiled coolly. The Shiran tribe seemed to be in a good mood, perhaps because there were no casualties even though there were injuries.
“Brother!”
As I laughed at the unrealistic sight of twenty wine jars being filled, a voice I had heard from somewhere on the right rang.
“hmm?”
When I turned my gaze, a young man taller than Ogram was running towards me, holding a wine jug in both hands.
“Garo-na?”
The young man holding the wine jar was Garona of the Black Beast who fought in the duel of the six emperors. Bigger than before. It seemed like he was trying to become a dragon, not a dragon.
“A long time! Brother!”
“Why am I your brother?”
“Didn’t you and I have a duel where we bump into each other’s souls! Then you are a brother!”
Garona smiled as if asking why she was asking something obvious.
“her… .”
Raon let out a laugh.
‘It hasn’t changed at all.’
Even when Garona was defeated by me in a duel, she immediately acknowledged the result, shouted that it was my victory, and asked us to become brothers. I guess that wasn’t a joke, it was sincere.
“Why did you come here? You must have left the job?”
Ogram furrowed his eyebrows at Garona.
“Your brother said he saved the Seran tribe, how can you stay still! You said you were looking for alcohol, so I brought them all!”
Garona straightened her back with a look of confidence.
“that… Good job! Come and eat too!”
I thought he would punish me for coming without work, but Ogram instead praised me and sat Garona next to me.
The people of the League of Beasts seemed to live by reflexes beyond their instincts.
“Bring out the snacks too!”
Garona beckoned, and various ingredients came down from the beasts’ backs. The chefs of the League of Beasts immediately lit a fire here and there, preparing to cook the food.
-Oh oh! You are the king’s brother from today!
Lars looked at Garona and nodded his head broadly.
‘Being a brother is so easy… .’
I was dumbfounded and shook my head. Receiving as a subordinate or as a brother was enough for me as long as I gave them something to eat. I wondered if there was another demon king that was this easy.
“One more good guy is here, so let’s start over!”
Ogram’s drinking cup. No, he lifted the pot of liquor.
“great! brother! You hear me too!”
Garona handed over a pot of wine larger than Ogram’s.
“Brothers are big, so this should be a glass!”
“… … .”
Raon swallowed dry saliva as he watched the alcohol in the glass splashing like the sea.
‘Can someone save me?’
I glanced around wondering.
Judiel and Jubel were busy talking about the past while shoulder to shoulder, and Lisrn was having a pleasant conversation among the Thran tribes.
“Oh, it was definitely dangerous! Although dangerous! Since I thought I had to save people, I wasn’t scared at all, just the preciousness of life… .”
I don’t know why a nobleman who has lived as an assassin talks so much.
“after… .”
I gave up and took the glass Garona gave me.
-snack! Eat snacks first!
Lars hesitated as he pointed to the food that was put in front of the drink.
“Listen!”
“Drink!”
-Today is a festival!
“… … .”
Raon closed his eyes as he listened to Ogram and Garona’s roar and Lars’ glow.
‘I miss home… .’
* * *
The drinking party continued even after two days.
Ogram and Garona drink like water. No, I didn’t get drunk even though I inhaled it like air. It was like seeing a monster in a different way.
“eww… .”
Raon lowered the empty glass and shook his shoulders.
‘It’s a bit difficult now.’
I can’t get drunk thanks to the ring of fire, but now I feel like my body is losing strength just drinking alcohol.
-Hi-Hi… .
Lars had already enjoyed enough of his food and was sleeping inside the ice flower bracelet.
‘I want to quit too.’
After sitting and drinking, I wanted to swing my sword. Her hands itched.
“Big.”
Ogram set the glass down and let out a burp that made the ground shake.
“Ugh… .”
Garona, too, leaned against the wall and let out a rough breath.
“Well then… .”
Ogram shrugged and pulled himself up.
‘Is it finally over?’
Raon pursed his lips. Now that the drinking party is over, a smile came out naturally.
Wow!
But Ogram came from behind with another huge jug of wine. It was the largest pot ever.
“Shall we start the second car now?”
“Ahahaha! great!”
Garona came forward, wandering as if she was tired.
“Is your brother good?”
He motioned for him to come quickly. I wanted to hit my shiny forehead with the palm of my hand.
Raon trembled with a pale complexion.
‘You’re drinking more here?’
They were real drunk people. Do-goe and kung-jjak seemed to go well together.
‘eww… .’
Raon groaned and stood up. I didn’t have the energy to stay here any longer.
“That lord.”
“Feel free to call me brother!”
Ogram waved his hand, asking what kind of leader he was.
“I have a question, can I ask you?”
“However much!”
He waved his hand loudly as if to say something.
“When you threw the third punch at the heavy wrestler, you seemed to completely ignore his defenses, did I see that?”
To change the situation, I asked what was the most interesting thing that had happened so far.
“Did you see that?”
Ogram raised his eyebrows in wonder.
“It’s a martial art called violent. sibling.”
Garona nodded her head as she emptied her glass before she knew it.
“Are you angry?”
“As you said, it’s a skill to ignore the opponent’s defense and hit your own attack as it is. I am also learning these days.”
He shook his head, saying it was a very difficult martial art.
“You’re also unmanned.”
Ogram emptied his glass and stood up.
“Come with me, both of you.”
After putting down his glass for the first time, he headed towards a small clearing next to the village.
Ogram looked back and raised his chin. As much as his confidence and dignity seemed to be the best in the six emperors.
“Originally, the fight between the unmanned and the unmanned consists in exchanging battles and defenses. Who has the stronger attack? It doesn’t matter who has the more perfect defense. However… .”
Ogram clenched his fists. Colorless air currents blazed and burned from his oversized fists.
“If I can just throw my strength at the opponent, I can win in any fight.”
He thrust his fist in front of me. It was a tediously slow fist, like a turtle crawling, and chilling goose bumps ran up my spine just by looking at it.
Wow!
I stretched out my aura-clad hand to grab Ogram’s fist. However, Ogram’s fists ignored the defending aura, and caused a tremendous jolt in his grip.
Kwaaang!
Raon couldn’t control his body, was thrown backwards and landed on the ground.
“Keugh… .”
The pain arose as if it would be ripped out of both hands. A shock that penetrated the aura and seemed to be directly embedded in the soul, not the flesh. It wasn’t his grip, it was to the point where his mind flew away.
“The high sea fog was created and developed that way.”
Ogram opened his clenched fist and showed a cool smile.
“How are you? Would you like to learn?”
