Burren raised his head, sitting on the floor of the cave he was in.
There were countless blade marks carved into the walls and ceiling. They were marks left by the Central Martial Palace swordsmen that had entered the cave before him.
âThey look like scribbles.â
The first palace masterâs remnants couldâve been among them, but all he could see was contorted traces that resembled a childâs drawing.
However, the people that left the marks werenât playing around. They were seriously practicing their swordsmanship. The reason they looked like that was because the flow of mana was slightly distorted inside the cave.
âSo, thatâs why they said it was meaningless to train here.â
He had heard from his second brother that it was meaningless to train in the cave.
He didnât pay much attention back then, but he finally understood what he meant. Training in that place was pretty much meaningless because of the distorted mana. The most he could do was strengthen his willpower a bit.
Enduring the headache and wasting his time in boredom was the only thing he could do.
âHoweverâŠâ
Burren clasped the hand that had been touching the ground.
âI canât do that.â
After all, Burrenâs goal was that monster.
He still couldnât erase the fight between Raon and Holline from his mind, even a week later.
Holline was a genius that became the vice-squad leader of Striding Lightning at a young age. If he wanted to catch up to Raon, who had defeated such a powerful person, Burren wasnât allowed to waste any time.
He was sure that Raon would still be training despite the distorted flow of mana, since he managed to develop his technique even further even though the technique had already looked complete in the past.
âHuff.â
Burren caught his breath and drew his sword. His eyes sparkled as he moved into the posture of the new technique heâd been practicing for the last year in Levine Desert.
âI shouldnât lose to Raonâs sword if I manage to complete this technique.â
The martial art he managed to obtain in the Levine desert during his survival exam was more than just powerful. Burren was certain that its fangs would become sharp enough to work against Raon, who was already at the highest rank of Expert, once he managed to fully acquire it.
Whoosh!
The harsh wind of desert that could even kill the sand. That deadly wind dynamically spread from Burrenâs hand through the martial art he had learned.
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Raon didnât move in the slightest, continuously rotating the Ring of Fire.
Likely because of the trait Focus, his thoughts grew centered, and he gradually became accustomed to the distorted mana. He almost didnât feel dizzy or suffocated anymore.
âThatâs not the only positive part.â
From inhaling and purifying fragmented and twisted mana instead of an ordinary mana, the Ring of Fireâs proficiency increased exponentially in a short time frame.
Cring!
The five rings of fire were rotating perfectly, and a new ring was being created.
You damn bastard!
As he focused on the creation of the sixth ring, Wrathâs annoyed voice resounded in his ear.
âHaaâŠâ
Raon sighed and opened his eyes slightly. Wrath was grinding his teeth in front of him, covered in blue frost.
What are you even doing, not eating or sleeping for three whole days?
âThree days? Has it already been three days?â
Yes! The King of Essence has endured this living hell for three days while starving. If you have any conscience at all, leave this place immediately and offer me food from the annex building!
âMove aside a bit.â
He pushed Wrath away as he tried to stick onto him, opening the bag next to him.
That bagâŠ
âWhat? You told me to eat this earlier.â
Were you actually ignoring me when I said that?
âRather than ignoring you, I just couldnât be bothered.â
He ignored him because he figured Wrath would only throw more tantrums if Raon reacted to him.
âHey, you are the Monarch of Gluttony, not Wrath. Right?â
Wh-What are you talking about?
âAlthough you keep claiming that you are a gourmet, you asked me to eat this unsavory bread, which means you just want to fill your stomach.â
Th-The king of essence is the proud Monarch of Wrath that loves the world of delicacies! Apologize for comparing me to that rabbit bastard immediately!
âRabbit, huhâŠ?â
Just as he called Sloth a sleepyhead or a bear, Gluttony was apparently like a rabbit.
It was rather unexpected that he was called a rabbit instead of something like a boar.
âThis is another piece of information.â
The talkative Wrath unconsciously gave away many important pieces of information. Remembering it should come in handy one day.
Raon snickered and picked up the Nadins bread. With a round shape like a half moon, it had the brown color of a well-cooked sweet potato. The fact that it wasnât tasty despite its appearance was the breadâs main characteristic.
Hmm? It looks pretty delicious.
Because he had been starving for three days, coldness drooled from his mouth just from looking at the bread.
âDo you think so?â
Raon snickered and took a bite of Nadine bread. It was as tough as a lump of rubber, and there was no taste at all. Raon smiled at the taste from his previous life, one that he hadnât had in a while.
GurgleâŠ
Wrath stretched his mouth, trying to throw up. Apparently, he didnât believe Raon when he said that it was unsavory and felt like chewing rubber.
Th-This is a sin! A sin towards food! How can you smile while eating this? You must be a devil!
Raon was called a devil by the demon king once again.
âItâs not too bad.â
Raon thoroughly chewed up to the last piece and swallowed before patting his belly, as he already felt full. It was really good at filling the belly, despite its disgusting texture.
A bread with satiety as its only purpose⊠What a frightening food! Itâs a true horrorâŠ
Wrath trembled while looking at the Nadine bread. Although Raon had seen many reactions from him before, it was his first time seeing him so frightened. He wasnât sure whether he was a gourmet or a glutton, but he looked like a fool for sure.
âHmm?â
As he was about to cultivate the Ring of Fire once again after drinking water, he could hear the footsteps of two people from the direction of the cave's entrance. Once he focused his hearing, he could feel anxiety from them.
âThey are finally here.â
Raon used Glacier to lower the temperature of his left hand, giving it a light pink colorâas if he had gotten frostbite.
He could use aura for a short time, thanks to having purified the mana inside his body through the Ring of Fire.
He fixed his posture and waited, and the two peopleâs faces appeared from the corner of his eye. It was General Administrator Urek and Training Instructor Reff.
âGasp! Y-You were aliâŠâ
âA-Are you alright?â
The two peopleâs eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost, upon finding him casually sitting there.
âOf course Iâm alright.â
Raon nodded with a faint smile, and their faces turned even more paleâas if they were covered by white paper.
âArghâŠâ
âB-But thereâs no way you are alright! Itâs impossible that you wouldnât feel that nauseating distortion of mana in this placeâŠâ
While slowly walking towards him, Reff frowned and grasped his chest. He was feeling nausea from the twisted mana inside the cave.
âReff, shut your mouth!â
Urek stopped him from talking and stepped up. He was also biting his lips as the feeling of the distorted mana washed over him.
âAre you really alright?â
âIt feels slightly nauseating, but I should be able to endure this much as a swordsman of Zieghart.â
âS-Slightly?â
âHmmâŠâ
Reff bit his nails, and Urek remained speechless for a while before forcing himself to look calm. He nodded.
âFine. Since three days have passed, you have eleven more days to hold out.â
âUnderstood. ButâŠâ
Raon smiled faintly and met their wavering eyes.
âWhy did you come here? This is supposed to be a two week long meditation, yet a visit like this is disturbing me.â
âImpudence!â
ââŠItâs just a check-in, in order to prevent the accidents that occasionally happen inside the cave.â
Urek explained the situation while stopping Reff.
âI see.â
It was obvious that he was lying, judging from his trembling lips. Raon just snickered and nodded.
âThen, can you please leave now? I need to continue.â
âAlright. See you laterâŠâ
Urek grit his teeth and started to leave, but noticed Raonâs left hand and narrowed his eyes. His eyes shone for an instant, and he tugged Reff towards the exit.
âI see.â
Raon snickered, looking at the two shadows as they got further away.
âYou were right.â
Considering the fact that they came to visit him, the self-proclaimed gourmet demon king was right about the fact that the other cavesâ mana wasnât as distorted as his.
Urek was trying to control his expression, but it was pointless because Reff was completely flustered. They did send him to that cave in order to screw him over.
It ended up helping him instead.
Although they picked that location to make him suffer, they ended up helping him instead. The progress he had made with the Ring of Fire in the past three days was more than the progress heâd have made in three months.
Wait! Did you pour frost into your hand in order to trick them?
âYes.â
Then, did you also pretend to be in pain after sparring against that weakling for the same reason?
âThatâs right. Now they must believe that Iâm weak to ice, and will use that when they decide to attack me.â
Even though he was the most resistant against ice.
Impressed by his plan, Wrath murmured that he was the real fiend.
âYou were also pretty amazing. You even felt the other cavesâ mana distribution from here.â
Ahem! Thatâs the greatness of the King of Essence. Not just the other caves, I can even feel the energy from further away.
Wrath vividly pricked up his ears at hearing the rare compliment.
If you are grateful to the King of Essence, then leave this place immediately. Go outside and eat the pineapple girlâs pieâŠ
âAlright, Iâm going to resume.â
Sensing that the two people had left the cave, Raon sat back down and closed his eyes.
Hey! Hey! Raon!
Wrath frantically shook his head to stop him, but Raon had already closed his eyes and was focused on the Ring of Fire.
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âWh-Whatâs wrong with that guy?â
Reffâs hands were trembling, unable to understand what he had witnessed.
âItâs more difficult to hold out in that cave the more sensitive you are to mana. I donât understand how he can stay in that cave despite being at the highest rank of Expert!â
He thought he was going to remove his corpse since he hadnât come out for three days, yet he looked perfectly fine.
Instead, he looked even better than when he had entered the cave.
âHe seemed to have plenty of room to spare.â
Urek bit his lip.
âIt looked like he was laughing at us.â
âTh-ThatâsâŠâ
âHe wasnât just fine. His refreshed eyes looked like he had realized something. He mustâve gotten accustomed to that distorted mana. Your rash actions only made that damn bastard even stronger.â
âP-Please excuse meâŠâ
Reff lowered his head. He couldnât say anything, as his impulsive actions seemed to have helped Raon instead.
âShouldnât we bring him out immediately? If we make excusesâŠâ
âThatâs meaningless. It would only confirm his suspicion.â
âArgh!â
âThatâs why you should've just followed orders!â
Reffâs shoulders kept shrinking under Urekâs scolding.
âHaaâŠâ
Urek turned to look at the first cave, where Raon sat, and sighed.
âIt looks like we picked on the wrong opponent.â
His experience was telling him that he shouldnât make an enemy of someone like that. And if he ended up being his enemy, then he needed to make sure to kill him.
âHowever, I still gained something from this.â
He confirmed it after seeing Raonâs pink hand earlierâthat the injury he had received from Holline a week ago was still not healed. Ice was definitely Raonâs weakness.
âI have at least one thing that I can report to the palace master.â
Urekâs eyes became as cold as ice.
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Raon didnât open his eyes a single time, continuing to cultivate the Ring of Fire after Urek and Reff left.
Amidst the five rings that kept clashing and crossing each other, he created a thin ring as carefully as crafting a glass bottle.
âA little bit slower.â
It was necessary to keep the new ring from colliding with the previous rings. That was why the increased number made it harder to create a new ring.
âI have to do this properly, even if it is slow.â
Just like a cicadaâs nymphâwhich endured eight years before surfacing from undergroundâRaon took his time to form the new ring of fire, avoiding the five rings that rotated around each other like cogwheels.
He removed all of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, focusing on rotating the existing rings of fire and crafting the new ring.
The beginning and the end.
Although they seemed like they would never meet each other, the Ring of Fireâs beginning and end eventually began to approach each other.
âThis is the important part.â
If the new ring of fire was longer, it had more of a risk of collision with the existing rings of fire.
Like an artisan crafting pottery, Raon focused even more to refine the new ring of fire.
Cring!
The fifth ring of fire rotated violently, about to crash into the new ring. Raon very slightly turned the Ring of Fire, less than a hairâs length, and barely managed to avoid the collision.
His back was drenched in sweat each time he avoided danger. He couldnât tell in his focused state, but his entire body was drenched.
However, he didnât have time to think about how sticky he was. A single mistake could nullify all his efforts so far, and further injure him internally.
Whir!
Right before the two ends of the Ring of Fire met each other, a new crisis occurred. The first and the third rings resonated with each other and started to put pressure on the new ring.
âI need to avert it.â
He applied the twisted mana flowing into him directly to the new Ring of Fire. The ring curved for a moment to avoid that pressure.
âNow is the time!â
That crisis was his opportunity.
Raon absorbed a large amount of mana the moment the crisis was averted, extending the beginning and end of the sixth ring of fire.
Cring!
The new ring connected perfectly, like a line drawn by a master, and started rotating through the twisted mana.
Whir!
The pulses coming from the resonance of six rings of fire crossed his brain, creating a huge, thrilling sensation of the heavens opening.
[A new ring of fire has been created.
Ring of Fire has reached Six-Stars.
Two strands of the Curse of Frost have disappeared.
You can see and feel more than before.
Your soul level has increased.
All stats have increased by 5.]
Raon clasped his fist, feeling a thrill running through his body. He couldnât help but smile at the exhilaration striking his body.
It was unfortunate that he hadnât managed to reach Master level, but he could clearly see that half of the huge wall that he needed to overcome had collapsed.
Urgh!
Wrathâs jaw dropped upon seeing the message, despite the fact that he hadnât even been talking to him for a while as he sulked over the disgusting bread.
Wh-Why are you showing off when you are giving him stats that belong to the King of Essence? Damn system!
Wrath jumped around in anger, saying that the stats that Raon just got came from him.
However, Raon wasnât looking at the message or Wrath after he opened his eyes. He swallowed nervously, not taking his eyes off the caveâs wall.
âWh-What is thisâŠ?â
The blade marks that looked like scribbles before⊠Those old marks were shining in gold.