âThereâs no way I wouldnât notice, since they didnât even try to hide it.â
Judging from his bruises, Raon could ascertain that those who beat him up werenât using a weapon. They used their fists and feet instead.
H-How could you get beaten up by some strangers when you are supposed to be the King of Essenceâs subordinate? How pathetic!
Wrath ground his teeth like an older brother that had seen his younger brother getting beaten up.
âI-Iâm okay.â
âYou donât look okay, though.â
Raon frowned. Dorian was a coward, but he could take a beating. Considering the fact that he couldnât even stand properly, they mustâve used aura in their fists.
âD-Dorian!â
âI donât know who did that, but their joke went too far.â
Yua covered her mouth, and Roenn lowered his eyebrows.
âIâll treat Sir Dorian.â
Roenn used his aura to scatter the remaining aura in Dorianâs body, and his faceâwhich was distorted in painâgot better over time.
âNow that I think about itâŠâ
Raon turned around. There shouldâve been one more person besides Roenn and Yua, but no one was there anymore. He mustâve been mistaken, since he was in a trance.
âArghâŠâ
Dorian groaned from the severe pain during the treatment.
âPlease endure it for a bit. The aura inside your body needs to be removed for a quick recovery.â
Unlike his gentle voice, Roenn was controlling a tremendous amount of aura to remove the murky energy crushing Dorianâs inside.
âWho was it?â
Raon turned to look at Burren after confirming that Dorianâs face looked better.
âGaron Zieghart.â
âGaron Zieghart?â
âHeâs the squad leader of Golden Crest, affiliated to the True Martial Palace.â
âThe Golden Crest of the True Martial PalaceâŠâ
He remembered the name from Judielâs book. It was written that he was a thirty-year-old young master in charge of the Golden Crest as the second son of Balder, the True Martial Palaceâs master, and Radenâs older brother.
âWas it because of me?â
Raon clicked his tongue while looking at Dorian. As soon as he heard that he was affiliated to True Martial Palace, he could understand why he did it.
He mustâve been trying to take his revenge for beating up Raden and causing the activity suspension for the True Martial Palace.
âIt should be mostly because of you, but thereâs more to it.â
Burren shook his head in irritation.
âThereâs more?â
Raon narrowed his eyes. The way he said there was another reason sounded questionable.
âHe said the Golden Crestâs activity has stopped despite being a new squad because of the suspension on the True Martial Palace after the sword duel between you and Raden. Also, they didnât get any rewards or reputation for their successful mission.â
Burren continued, pointing at the True Martial Palace that they could see from afar.
âOn the other hand, the Light Wind has completely removed a White Blood Religionâs branch on their first mission and rescued the hostages. Since we built up enough reputation to be known throughout the house, and even the continent, he mustâve been annoyed.â
âSo, his target isnât just me, butâŠâ
âYes, heâs targeting the entire Light Wind.â
âI understand now.â
Raon smiled coldly. He finally understood why Golden Crest attacked Dorian. They were jealous of Light Wind, which had a different start from theirs. And their anger should have been mostly directed at Raon, who ended up being the reason for it.
âWhat a bunch of idiots. Are they really using the same method as Raden?â
âNo, they are different from Raden. TheyâŠâ
Burren told Raon about what happened in the cafeteria.
âThey are playing dirty.â
Raon clenched his fists. Honestly, they couldnât be considered guilty. They couldnât be blamed for staying in the restaurant, and they would just say they unconsciously punched Dorian because their cherished clothes were stained if he tried to blame them for beating Dorian up.
Even if the department of justice dealt with the case, they would only give them a few days of probation instead of a larger punishment. It was meaningless to report the incident at that point.
âSo, they want a duel, do they?â
âYes. They asked for duels between the Light Wind and the Golden Crestâs swordsmen.â
âThey are trying to take away our reputation.â
They mustâve plotted that in order to make the Light Windâs reputation of crushing the White Blood Religion and defeating an apostle and archbishop their own. His method was incomparably dirtier than Raden.
âWhat are you going to do?â
âI shall accept.â
âIs it really okay to decide immediately?â
âItâs a good opportunity.â
He got lucky, since he wanted to test how much the Supreme Harmony Steps could do since he finished acquiring it. Since the Golden Crest squadâs leader Garon recently became a Master, he was a good test subject.
âAnd he wonât be careless, either.â
The seventh apostle ended up that way because he kept looking down on him. Raon wanted to try winning against a Master that wasnât careless.
âThe Golden Crest is powerful. Although itâs a relatively new organization, their members should be at least a rank higher than us.â
Burren reluctantly wrinkled his nose.
âYoung Master Burren is right. Since the Golden Crest is affiliated to the True Martial Palace, none of them are novices. It will be difficult for the Light Wind to win.â
Roenn let out a small sigh, standing up once he finished treating Dorian.
âYou are right. It will be difficult for the âcurrentâ Light Wind to win.â
Raon smiled slightly. Judielâs report also considered the Golden Crest to be one rank stronger than the Light Wind.
âHowever, this is also an opportunity for the Light Wind.â
âYou also said that earlier, but what would that opportunity beâŠ?â
âExternal enemies usually allow for faster development.â
âAhâŠâ
Roennâs eyes widened upon realizing his meaning.
âThe Light Wind will use this opportunity as a foothold to reach one step higher.â
Since Glenn already gave them books of martial arts, it was the perfect timing to increase everyoneâs might.
âAndâŠâ
Raon ferociously looked at the bruises all over Dorianâs body.
âIâll make them pay for beating my pouch.â
Yes! Explode all the bastards that beat up the King of Essenceâs subordinate!
It had been a long time since the last time Raon and Wrath agreed with each other.
* * *
True Martial Palace
Golden Crestâs Headquarters
Garon was leaning back against a sofa inside a strange room with dozens of noted swords displayed in the walls.
âIt was nice to see that the Light Wind guys couldnât do anything.â
The Golden Crestâs vice leader, Techly, grinned. He was the one that made Dorian trip and hit his chin in the cafeteria.
âConsidering the fact that they didnât even know how to react to us, they mustâve succeeded in their mission with sheer luck.â
âWell, that should be the case.â
Garon snickered and nodded. There was no way those younglings were skilled enough to destroy the White Blood Religionâs Porvan branch and defeat an apostle.
âConsidering Burrenâs immature reaction, that Raon guy shouldnât be a big deal either. HoweverâŠâ
Techly licked his lips before he continued.
âRimmer is part of the Light Wind. How shall we deal with that monster?â
âMonster?â
âHeâs a monster that was called the Sword of Light when he fought right next to the head of house. Even though he is supposed to be injured, shouldnât we prepare countermeasures against him?â
âNo such thing is necessary against a disabled gambling addict.â
Garon's lips curved into a scornful smile.
âHeâs just an insect that wastes his time gambling after his mana circuit and energy center were broken. Heâs simply no match for me.â
âBut considering the rumor that he fought equally against the tenth apostle on his last missionâŠâ
âAnd where did that rumor come from? From the Light Wind Squad. Moreover, there were no witnesses to the fight, which means no one knows whether he fought equally, or barely managed to survive or begged for his life like trash.â
âAhâŠâ
âBut it doesnât mean Iâm just looking down on him.â
Garon stood up. With sharp and sedate energy spreading out from him, the noted swords decorating the room started to resonate at once.
Whir!
He extended his hand as if he were commanding them, and the size and flow of the swordsâ resonances changed to create an orchestra of swords.
âI picked the fight because Iâm fully confident that I can win, even if Rimmer managed to recover to Master level.â
Garon stopped the orchestra, and the majestic sword resonances stopped, silence returning to the squad leaderâs room.
âDo you understand?â
âAh, yes!â
Techly nodded, his teeth chattering.
âHow about you, then?â
âPardon?â
âIt must be true that Raon managed to defeat the seventh apostle, although he mustâve been lucky, or the apostle was careless. Can you win against him?â
Garon raised his chin slightly.
âJust withdraw if you donât think you can win. I can just take care of him.â
âI-I can do it. Iâll win, no matter what.â
Techly quickly shook his head, his eyes filled with fervor.
âNo matter what? That sounds like it was worth recruiting you.â
Garon nodded his head in satisfaction.
âBut what are you planning to do if they donât accept the match?â
âIâll visit them again.â
He grinned, touching his Chesire mouth with his finger.
âAnd this time, I will be rougher than before, so they wonât be able to refuse.â
* * *
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Raon entrusted Dorian to Burren, then went to the medical detachment, where Rimmer was hospitalized.
As he opened the door and entered the room, he could see Rimmer happily humming on the bed. Raon thought he really had a positive personality, since he could hum after getting struck by lightning.
âYou look happy.â
Raon smiled slightly, placing the fruits and cookies that Sylvia gave him next to the bed.
âYour complexion is also better than usual.â
âThereâs no way I would be happy, since itâs so suffocating to do nothing but lay here. I feel tired no matter how much I sleep in this hospital room!â
âBut that was already the case.â
âShut up, punk!â
Despite what he said, Rimmer couldnât stop his mouth from smiling. He was apparently enjoying sleeping as much as he wanted to without working.
âAre those yours?â
âMy mother prepared them for you.â
âWow, I knew it! She is truly the only sun in this cold land.â
He smiled brightly, taking an apple from the fruit basket to start eating.
âI have something to report.â
âReport?â
âI learned about this incident a moment ago, and apparently the Golden Crest Squad from the True Martial PalaceâŠâ
Raon told Rimmer everything about the Golden Crest Squad picking a fight.
âDamn, thatâs one nasty method right there.â
Rimmer spat out the apple seeds and frowned.
âIs Dorian okay?â
âSir Roenn healed him.â
âThat man is reliable.â
Rimmer nodded, saying that Dorian should be okay.
âWhat are you going to do now?â
âWhat about you? What do you want to do?â
Rimmer asked back.
âI think it would be better to accept the challenge.â
âWhy do you think so?â
âThe Light Wind currently has a higher reputation than their strength. And thatâsâŠâ
âBecause of you.â
âItâs awkward to say so myself, but yes. Thatâs why I would like to raise the Light Windâs skills to match up to the reputation. Since they received the books on martial arts from the head of house, having enemies will give them a good opportunity to get stronger.â
âYou are right.â
Rimmer immediately nodded.
âI agree with you, so do as you wish.â
âWhy?â
âHmm?â
âWe might end up losing the fight.â
âSo what?â
Rimmer shrugged, as if that wasnât a problem at all.
âYou guys are young. Being young means that you have the opportunity to challenge many things, fail, and get back on your feet. Some unfortunate people donât even get to have that chance, but you guys are lucky enough to have the house back you up.â
âHmmâŠâ
âJust do it. You will get stronger whether you win or lose, and you will learn from the experience.â
It was a rare occurrence that Rimmer remained serious as he continued talking. He looked like a completely different person.
âBut Iâm not doing it.â
As Raon was admiring the fact that Rimmer could be like that sometimes, his voice suddenly became frivolous.
âWhat?â
âI mean the match. Everyone from the members to the squad leaders have to fight. Iâm telling you Iâm not going to fight.â
Rimmer continued, munching the cookies.
âI canât possibly fight a greenhorn like him with the long career I have behind me. Thatâs why you should be the one to fight.â
âMe?â
âYes. You realize that many people in the house donât believe that you managed to defeat the seventh apostle, right?â
âYes.â
Raon nodded. Probably because Rimmer usually praised him a lot, many from the direct line and the collaterals believed that his victory was made up.
âThis is a good opportunity to make them shut up by defeating Garon. Moreover, it will be a great achievement.â
âGreat achievement?â
âA Master defeating another Master is nothing special. However, defeating Masters twice as an Expert will become a great achievement and make your soul stronger. Itâs also going to allow you to establish your position in the house.â
Rimmerâs blue eyes sparkled in anticipation.
âAnd thereâs even more.â
Winning against Garon would increase his stats once again.
Fame, reward from the duel, and stats. There were so many things to gain from winning.
âIâll take care of Garon, then.â
âSince you are accepting it so quickly, I guess you were planning to defeat him yourself all along.â
âYou can be sharp sometimes.â
Raon chuckled. Although Rimmer didnât know about his progress with the Supreme Harmony Steps, he was aware that Raon was targeting Garon already.
âSometimes? Iâve always been the sharpest person.â
âAre you telling me to believe that when you always go broke in the gambling house?â
âTh-Thatâs because⊠ErmâŠâ
Rimmer shut his mouth in embarrassment and hung his head.
âAnyway, Iâll accept their challenge since you agreed as the squad leader.â
âA-Alright.â
Rimmer awkwardly smiled, then drew a circle with his finger.
âBy the way, where did the lightning even strike you? The weather hasn't been that bad recently.â
âItâs a long story. I seriously almost cried this time because I was falsely accused. I was beaten up because of something I didnât even do, and seriouslyâŠâ
âBeaten up? No way, did someone beat you up just like Dorian?â
Itâs understandable that Shitty-ears would get beaten up, since heâs so weak. Actually, he deserves even more beatings!
Wrath started giggling upon hearing that Rimmer got beaten up by someone.
âHuh? I-I wasnât beaten up! No one can beat me up!â
âBut you just saidâŠâ
âThatâs just a figure of speech!â
He fiercely shook his head and changed the subject.
âSince weâve decided, you should go to them already and tell them you are accepting the duels.â
âThat wonât do.â
âHuh?â
âIâm going to make them visit us again.â
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. Raon had no intention of giving them an ordinary reply for accepting their challenge.
âMy pouch, I mean, Dorian got beaten up. They shall pay for it.â
* * *
Raon didnât mention anything about the duels against the Golden Crest to the Light Wind members. He just helped them with their training and learning the new skills, without doing anything exceptional.
As such, five days passed. The day before Rimmer returned from his holiday in the medical detachment, Dorian was freaking out as he came running.
âV-Vice-squad leader!â
Dorianâs fists were trembling, his eyes filled with anger and fear at the same time.
âTh-They are back! They are going wild in the restaurant!â
âHow impatient of them.â
Raon snickered. As he had expected, the Golden Crest bastards couldnât even wait for a week and returned after five days. They were asking him to either accept their challenge or admit defeat.
âWh-What shall we do? The squad leader isnât even back yetâŠâ
âI think we should wait until the squad leader returns.â
Dorian and Burren anxiously bit their lips, since they didnât know that they had already decided to accept the challenge.
âLetâs go meet them.â
âSeriously? Just like that?â
âBut you donât even have a plan!â
âItâs okay. It will work out.â
Raon smiled to reassure them and went to the restaurant.
âHey, what are you doing right now?â
âBring the food already!â
âWhy is the restaurant not taking any orders?â
âI-I apologize. We donât have the ingredients for thatâŠâ
They could already hear the fussy voices of the swordsmen and the staffâs suffering voices from outside the door.
âThey are asking for dishes that canât be made here. They are trying to pressure us by harassing the restaurant staff.â
âThey really act like proper thugs. I wonder where they learned it.â
Raon snickered, then opened the door.
About ten swordsmen wearing white uniforms were sitting all over the places inside the restaurant, and the staff were trembling, unable to figure out what to do about them.
It was a chaotic scene, with many tables and chairs either broken or turned upside down.
âIâm telling you I want to eat it right now. Bring it to me right away!â
âWhat are you waiting for? Did you turn into a statue or something?â
The Golden Crest swordsmen ignored Raonâs company despite having noticed them, glaring at the staff.
âI-Itâs him! The tall guy who put his legs on the table! He was the one that beat me up!â
Dorian pointed at the Golden Crestâs vice leader, just like a kid tattling to his daddy.
âJust wait here.â
Raon nodded, then went to the serving table. He filled his food tray while humming, before turning around.
âHuh?â
âHa!â
âTh-That crazy bastardâŠâ
The Golden Crest guys dropped their jaws, since they didnât expect him to start eating in that situation.
Raon headed to the relatively intact table with his food tray, pretending to trip over his feet to smash the tray filled with food on the vice leaderâs face.
Smack!
Although the tray was filled with food, it mustâve still had a great impact since the vice leaderâs head wavered significantly.
âAh, sorry about that.â
Raon gathered his hands to apologize, watching the stew and oil flowing down from the vice leaderâs face and uniform.
âYou son of a bitchâŠâ
When the vice leader furiously stood up as if he wanted to kill him, Raon walked up to him instead of backing off and smiled.