Raon raised his head to look at the platform. The hands of the leaders resembled pillars supporting the sky. Everyone on the platform had their hands raised.
The sight of all of the powerful people of the houseâthe ones above Master levelâraising their hands to recruit him was an unforgettable spectacle, one that sent a thrill of exhilaration up his spine.
âThough, I didnât expect this.â
Denier was somewhat understandable, but he didnât think Karoon or Balder would raise their hands. However, he didnât seem to be the only one surprised. Even though countless people were inside the great training ground, for a moment there was no sound at all.
No one could close their mouth, confused by the unexpected sight.
âE-EveryoneâŠ?â
âAll the division and squad leaders raised their hands!â
âIsnât this the first time thatâs happened today?â
âNot just today! Itâs the first time since the selection the current head of house was a part of!â
âI-Iâve watched every Selection Ceremony, but this is the first time Iâve seen every single leader raise their handsâŠâ
âThat legendâŠâ
The swordsmen managed to snap out of it, swallowing nervously as they looked back and forth between Raon and the division leaders.
âLegend? Youâre right. Itâs just like that legend!â
âThe legend of the head of house has finallyâŠâ
âDoes that mean heâs going to be the next head? But heâs just a collateral! Heâs not even a member of the direct line!â
âBut he inherited the blood of the direct line.â
âSo, he is the next headâŠâ
âThatâs not a legend! Itâs just a superstition!â
A few swordsmen murmured about the legend while looking at the hands of the division leaders, and the entire training ground started to talk about the legend of the head of house.
âLegend?â
Raon narrowed his eyes. Since they were talking about legend, he remembered the superstition Judiel mentioned before.
The legend mentioned that if every leader on the platform raised their hands, the swordsman would definitely become the head of house. Sheâd said that Glenn also became the head of house after everyone raised their hands during his Selection Ceremony.
âIs there any merit to that?â
It was just a superstition, not a fact. Moreover, Raon wasnât exactly interested in becoming the head of house, since he just wanted to restore Sylviaâs status and take his revenge against Derus.
Raon turned his gaze to Glenn at the center of the platform. His usual cold expression was in place, no reaction on his face, but he looked warm for some reasonâas if he were proud of him.
âHmmâŠâ
He rubbed his eyes and looked at him once again, and that impression disappeared completely. It mustâve been his mistake.
âWell, of course.â
Raon snickered and turned his head to the side. Karoon and the direct lines were staring at Rimmer in confusion, their raised hands trembling.
Considering the fact that they were giving him a killing glare, Rimmer mustâve influenced the situation by using the mindset of the direct lines. Raon couldnât tell exactly what he did, but thought Rimmer was amazing in various ways.
Why does he always cry about losing gambles when he can do all that?
Wrath narrowed his eyes, unable to understand him.
âI donât know either.â
Thereâs no reason Rimmer should be losing when gambling. However, considering the way he still kept losing every day, he probably just was not suited for itâdespite how much he liked it.
âDo you really believe this changes anything at all? Legend? Itâs just a superstition.â
âThatâs right. No one believes in a superstition like that!â
Karoon and Balder glared at Rimmer, saying that the legend of the head of house was nothing but a superstition.
âIâm sure there are plenty of people who wonât believe it, who would consider it a superstition. However, that is the impression that has been etched into the minds of the people here today.â
Rimmer stretched his arms to point at all the spectators.
âThe possibility that Raon might really follow the legend to become the head of house. That alone is good enough for today. Well, I guess I didnât lose anything anyway.â
âArgh!â
âRimmerâŠâ
âYou wonât be able to die peacefully. Iâll make sure you canât.â
Rimmer just smiled leisurely, making the direct line leadersâincluding Karoon and Balderâgrind their teeth.
âWell, thatâs a story for later. Host, please! Can you progress the ceremony? My arm is starting to hurt!â
âAh, okay!â
The host, who was drooling from his mouth, slapped his own cheeks and raised his head.
âR-Raon Zieghart, please choose the organization that you want to join!â
The host said âpleaseâ to a novice swordsman for the first time.
âHmmâŠâ
Raon examined the leaders on the platform from left to right, one after the other.
Some people desperately wanted him, like Ayad and Serena, while some neutral division leaders didnât really care whether he joined or not. Some of the direct lines were even awkwardly holding their hands up because of Rimmerâs plot.
âPlease! Please! Please!â
And Rimmer was praying for him to join, despite his previous composure.
âHmmâŠâ
Raon purposefully looked away from Rimmer, scratching his chin in consideration while looking at the left side, where Ayad, Serena, and Lattein were located.
âGasp!â
Rimmer started to scream, trying to regain his attention, but Raon didnât even turn to look at him.
[R-Raon!]
As he pretended to make a decision, Rimmerâs aura message arrived. His voice was whispering at him to keep it a secret from the division leaders next to him.
[Hey, kid! You gotta join the Light Wind! Why are you looking that way?]
He could feel the urgency from his voice.
[I made this squad for you guys! You can keep taking missions to increase your prowess and get achievements at the same time!]
It was a really attractive offer, but he still didnât respond.
[Most of the friends that you guided as the top student are here as well. You will immediately become the vice-squad leader once you join! Iâll let you do everything you want! Donât even look at the others! Honor and glory is right in front of you!]
He could feel Rimmerâs anxiety from his unusually quick speech. It was his time to bait out the fisherman that made a fool of everyone else.
[Instructor.]
Raon used Glacier to send an aura message to Rimmer. It was even more secretive than Rimmerâs message.
[Oh, yes! My Raon! You can finally hear what Iâm saying!]
[You used me for a bet, right?]
[âŠâŠ]
Rimmerâs continuous rambling stopped for the first time.
[Th-Thereâs no way I would do that. Why would I ever gambleâŠ?]
[I already know you did, so if you are going to be dishonest, Iâll join the White Lotus.]
[I-I did. I did! Iâm sorryâŠ]
[Itâs okay if you did. But can I guess that you arenât intending to keep all the rewards to yourself?]
[âŠâŠ]
His voice stopped for the second time.
[You know⊠I need a lot of money to run an organization. Moreover, since we are only getting started, we need to spend a lotâŠ]
[Iâm sure the head of house gave you enough money, since he accurately deals with that kind of thing. Shall I try asking him?]
[No! Donât do that! Please donât do that!]
Rimmer violently shook his head. Judging from what he was doing, Raon was sure that he already used some of the money Glenn gave him for the bet.
âRaon Zieghart. I understand your contemplation, but itâs about time you decide.â
The host raised his hand to hurry him up.
âOne, twoâŠâ
Once he started counting, Rimmer felt anxious and raised his voice.
[R-Raon! We donât have much time left!]
[Just give me half.]
[I-If I give the half, then it doesnât leave muchâŠ]
[Then you can lose everything. Iâm going to join the Void Sword, led by Serena.]
âThreeâŠâ
[R-Raon! I turned you into the man of legend!]
[I donât know whether that has any significance at all, but thank you, I guess.]
Honestly, it was meaningless since he wasnât really interested in becoming the head of house.
[Itâs super important, kid! It's a legend! LEGENDâŠ!]
[Legend and payment are two separate matters.]
âFourâŠâ
Raon turned his head to the right completely when the host called out the number four.
[F-Fine! Half! Iâll give you half! You nasty bastard!]
[Very well.]
âFivâŠâ
âIâve made my decision.â
Raon bowed at the people on the platform to express his gratitude, then looked at Rimmer.
âIâm going to join the Light Wind Squad.â
âLight Wind Squad! Raon Zieghart, who has been chosen by every leader on the platform, decided to join the Light Wind Squad! Please send a round of applause, everyone!â
âWoaaah!â
âRaon!â
âYoung Master!â
The first cheers came from the direction of the annex buildingâs members. They were just happy about safely getting through the Selection Ceremony, not caring about the legend.
âWoaaah!â
âI was freaking out because I thought you werenât going to join us!â
âLetâs get along in the future as well!â
âIâll be counting on you!â
The swordsmen that joined the Light Wind with him also applauded and cheered for him while patting his shoulder.
âThe swordsmen that have decided on their affiliation shall salute the platform with their swords!â
Raon and the novice swordsmen drew their swords. They saluted by placing the blades, reflecting the sunlight, in front of their chests.
Raon met Glennâs eyes over the blade. He looked like he was having fun, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
âIs he actually smiling right now?â
Because that didnât make any sense, Raon closed his eyes and opened them again. And of course, his expression didnât change at all from his initial cold expression. Raon couldnât understand why he kept hallucinating.
âThis concludes the Selection Ceremony. Good job, everyone.â
Raon bowed at the spectators and looked around at the previous trainees of the fifth training ground.
They were mostly happy, but Burren was the only one who looked like he lost everything, with his head hanging down.
âHmmâŠâ
Raon looked on the platform once again. Despite being his father, Karoon didnât even care about his dejected son. He just kept glaring at Raon and Rimmer. It didnât look like he refused him because he was trying to give Burren a trialâhe just seemed to seriously dislike him.
âIt might be better this way.â
It was way better for him to realize what kind of person Karoon was right now, and overcome it instead of being betrayed by him later on.
Raon stroked the golden embroidery thread Burren gave him and turned around.
He walked up to Burren, who was biting his lips, and tapped him on the shoulder. Facing his wavering eyes, he spoke in a low voice.
âAs your objective, Iâll be waiting.â
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[Translator â Kyangi]
[Proofreader â Harley]
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The audience chamber inside the lordâs manor had an unusual atmosphere. Glennâs mouth was curved into a light smile, and Rimmerâs scowl looked like he ate shit.
âThat was fun.â
Glenn raised his chin slightly, his smile deepening.
âYou were made a fool of by Raon after making fun of all the leaders on the platform. I couldnât suppress my laughter.â
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He was aware of everything that happened. He apparently heard the aura messages between Raon and Rimmer.
âHow could that bastard repay a favor like thisâŠ?â
âI already had this impression, but he has no desire to become the head of house.â
âWhat? How is that possible?â
âItâs true. He really doesnât want to become the head. The only objective he has is to restore Sylviaâs rank to the direct line.â
Glenn slowly closed his eyes in satisfaction. He could remember the way Raon confidently declared that he would restore Sylviaâs position. A smile automatically appeared on his face.
âThen why does he do this to me, despite being such a kind-hearted boy?â
âItâs only natural, since you used him for your gambling. You should be glad that he only took half.â
âHeâs so perceptive. How did he even find out about my bet?â
âItâs too obvious. The same way a dung fly wouldnât fly past dung.â
âD-Dung fly? How could you treat the leader of the Light Wind like that?ââ
âIt would be fun if the squad leader of Light Wind got beaten up like the wind.â
âPlease, no. Iâm a dung fly!â
As soon as Glenn raised his hand, Rimmer bowed deeply and rubbed his hands like a fly.
âBy the way⊠What shall we do about Burren?â
Rimmerâs eyes sank into darkness, as if they had been covered in mud. Despite Burrenâs impudence, he was still his precious student. Rimmer couldnât help but worry about him, since he was the only one that didnât decide on an affiliation.
The reason he made fun of Karoon more than he needed was because he saw Burrenâs depressed appearance.
âI didnât expect Karoon to flat out refuse him when he grew up in terms of might, willpower, and personality.â
âHe became narrow-minded, probably because he was influenced a lot by me back in the days I was crazy. However, the selection of swordsmen is his own right. I canât really control that.â
He was right. Even though he was the head of house, he couldnât force an undesired swordsman under the division leaders. And even if he could, that would only make Burren seem more pathetic.
âThenâŠâ
âYou shall bring Burren with you. Iâm sure he will properly fit into the Light Wind with his changed personality.â
âBut Iâm not really a babysitterâŠâ
âTsk.â
âYes! Iâll do my best to cure Burrenâs wounds!â
As soon as Glenn clicked his tongue, Rimmer nodded in agreement.
âBy the way, you were apparently serious about making Raon into the head of house.â
âOf course. Iâm sure everyone more or less got the impression that Raon could become the head. This will be more helpful for him in the future, more than any status or achievement.â
âIt should. However, more people will try to keep him in check, just like they did with me.â
Glennâs thoughtful eyes turned cold. Just like Raon, he was also chosen by all the leaders, and his life was endangered countless times because of the people trying to keep him in check after that.
âHe isnât qualified to become the head if he canât survive through that. AndâŠâ
Rimmerâs eyes lit up in anticipation.
âHe is extremely skilled at getting past crises. Iâm sure he wonât disappoint us.â
âHmm, we will see about that.â
Glenn replied bluntly, but his voice contained as much kindness as Rimmerâs.
âIâm leaving, then.â
âSo, you are going to the gambling house. You are getting money there to head over to the casino next.â
âTh-Thereâs no way I would do that. Iâm going to rest for a bit since Iâm too tired from preparing for the Selection Ceremony.â
Rimmer bowed and turned around with an indifferent expression on his face. He wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed out a sigh of relief.
âBoth the grandfather and grandson are too perceptive!â
* * *
After the Selection Ceremony, Raon didnât return to the annex building. Instead, he went to Main Street, in Zieghartâs southern district. He settled in the old but largest pub and hid his presence to an ordinary personâs level.
âDid you hear that news? Raon Zieghart apparently recreated the legend in the Selection Ceremony!â
âI didnât just hear about it, I saw it myself! It was a great sight to behold when all the leaders raised their hands to recruit him. I wonât be able to forget it for the rest of my life.â
âAww, I shouldâve been there!â
âDoes that mean Raonâs going to be the next head of house?â
âWell, thatâs just a legend. We never know whatâs actually going to happen.â
âI guess he is a lot younger than the other head candidates.â
âBut he is overflowing with potential. He is Zieghartâs unprecedented Zieghart, who became the highest rank Expert at the age of seventeen!â
âThere are rumors that he will become a Master soon, so the legend might become reality. A collateral becoming the head of House Zieghart, thatâs such a nice story.â
Having everyone inside the pub talk about him in anticipation didnât feel that bad. Honestly, it was a pleasant feeling.
âBut what happened to the bet? Did anyone manage to predict that Raon would join the Light Wind?â
âThereâs one person that predicted he would join a third-party organization, although he didnât specifically mention the Light Wind.â
âWho was it?â
âHeâs a middle-aged man that loses money from time to time, but he hit a huge jackpot this time. The ratings are huge.â
Once they mentioned the bet, Raon realized that he came to the right place.
Hmm? Isnât that a mistake? That shitty-ears has red hair.
âInstructor Rimmer is involved with the contents of the bet. Of course he wouldnât use his original appearance when he placed his bet. He disguised himself.â
Rimmer was the squad leader, who was pretty much the main party involved in the bet. Many people would have complained if he had directly participated in the bet, so he mustâve disguised himself beforehand.
Thatâs really perceptive of you.
âI have been with Instructor Rimmer for a while now, after all.â
Raon snickered and waited for Rimmerâs appearance. After wasting about thirty minutes, the door opened from the inside of the pub and a blue-haired middle-aged man entered the room, carrying a large bag.
âWoaaah!â
âCongratulations!â
âHow much did you even win?â
âWhen am I ever going to make that much money? Iâm so jealous.â
âHave a nice life, see you never!â
The people inside the pub sent up a round of applause and cheered for the blue-haired middle-aged man.
âSince Iâm in a good mood, Iâll buy liquor for everyone!â
The middle-aged man responded to the cheers by placing a pile of gold coins on the counter before leaving.
âHell yeaaaah!â
âHe knows how to spend money!â
âSee you later!â
âBuy a round again next time!â
Since it was Zieghartâs domain, with good public order, no one was trying to steal the money. Everyone was just enjoying the free liquor and side dishes.
Except for one person.
Raon smiled slightly and followed the middle-aged man.
âHum hum!â
The blue-haired middle-aged man was walking towards the center of the main street while humming pleasantly. Judging from the direction, it looked like he was going to the casino.
Whir.
Raon controlled the density of his aura to maintain his assassin technique, changing his presence to keep following him. He kept stalking him for a while, and the middle-aged man finally stopped, annoyed at being chased.
âSome stupid people are still trying to steal. Itâs annoying, so come out and fight⊠gasp!â
When he turned around, Raon removed the hood he was wearing.
âWhy are you so surprised?â
âI-Iâm notâŠâ
âDo you know me?â
âI donât!â
The middle-aged man whistled and rolled his eyes. He couldnât hide his expression at all.
Thatâs why he kept losing money while gamblingâŠ
âLetâs stop joking around, Instructor. I mean, squad leader.â
âArgh, how did you even find out? Or rather, how did you even follow me?â
The middle-aged man ground his teeth and placed his hand on his face. The face of an average middle-aged man disappeared, and Rimmerâs astonished face appeared.
âYou told me before that you make bets over there.â
Raon pointed at the pub that was now far away. When they ate with the sixth training ground trainees in the past, Rimmer told him that he sometimes gambled at that place.
âThatâs why I was waiting for you, since Iâd obviously be noticed if I followed you from the house.â
âDamn it! Itâs my stupid mouthâs fault!â
Rimmer screamed and slapped his own lips.
Shitty ears, the King of Essence understands your feelings. This bastard never forgets what he hears. Heâs a monster, a real monster!
Wrath ground his teeth at him in compassion.
âH-How did you discover my disguise? Are you a tracking dog or something?â
âIt was plain obvious, since the squad leader was the only person that bet on a new organization. AndâŠâ
Raon pointed at Rimmerâs energy center.
âYou canât hide the sensation of a refreshing wind moving inside you.â
âD-Did you actually notice that? But it should hardly be noticeable, even for Masters!â
Rimmerâs eyes widened in surprise.
âI have pretty good senses, you know.â
âDamn it, those supernatural senses again!â
He screamed while pulling his hair.
âI got it, but why are you here then? I told you Iâd give you half. You couldâve just waited for me!â
âOver there.â
Raon pointed at the casino that Rimmer was heading towards.
âI figured you might try some stupid stuff like increasing the amount over there before handing it over. Thatâs why I came to find you.â
âN-No one would be crazy enough to do that!â
Rimmer laughed in an unusually awkward manner.
âHeâs too quick on his toes!â
The grandfather and grandson alike, they were reading his mind too easily! He felt like he would go bald because of them.
âPlease, give me half right now.â
âErr, if I used it to win before giving it to you, it would be magically duplicated, then duplicated, and duplicated againâŠâ
âHalf. Right now.â
âUghâŠâ
Rimmer gulped down his tears and gave him half of the gold inside the bag.
âIâm not going to keep it for myself. Iâll use it as a public fund for the Light Wind, since I think thereâs more than the squad leaderâs money in this.â
Raon sighed while looking at the gold. Judging from the number of coins, he mustâve used the funds he received to establish the squad. If heâd left everything to Rimmer, he wouldâve spent it all in a single day.
âHahaâŠâ
Rimmer sighed blankly. It looked like he had given up. Heâd believed Raon was just an excellent swordsman, but he was actually even more sly and meticulous than Glenn.
âI-It looks like I made a great choice by appointing you as the vice-squad leader. I feel so reassured!â
âIâll pay extra attention in the future when serving the squad leader, so that he wonât do anything stupid.â
Chills ran down Rimmerâs spine at the sight of Raonâs cold smile.