Raon changed his plans to start training as soon as he returned, instead heading towards the lordâs manor.
He felt heavy pressure weighing down on his shoulders from the audience chamberâs gigantic and antique door, despite having seen it multiple times before.
It wasnât because of the doorâs size, but because of the absolute being on the other side.
âDonât be so nervous. He wonât say anything bad today.â
Rimmer grinned and patted his shoulder from behind.
âMhm.â
Runaanâs humming could be heard next to him. Despite being nervous while rescuing the children, no trace of tension could be found when she was about to greet the head of house. She was a strange one indeed.
Thud.
The audience chamberâs door opened with a huge noise, similar to a giantâs footsteps. A powerful pressure stormed out, opening the door completely.
Withstanding the pressure that was as endless as a furnaceâs flame, they entered the audience chamber.
And Glenn was there, at the center of the threatening pressure.
Like always, he was sitting on a golden throne and looking down at them.
âGreetings, my lord.â
After Rimmerâs greetings, Raon and Runaan knelt down at the same time.
âWas he supposed to compliment us?â
Raon wrinkled his nose. The wave of energy directed at them was too fierce for it to be a compliment.
âStand up.â
Glennâs dignified voice resounded as he waved his hand.
âRaon Zieghart, Runaan Sullion. I heard that you did well on your first mission.â
âWeâve merely done our best.â
ââŠâŠâ
Raon bowed once again and Runaan copied him.
âI did already hear about it, but do tell me what you did.â
âYes, sir. When we arrived at the foothold, there were four locations where the bandits couldâve been hiding. Although the bandits were as strong as the beasts in the mountain, I suspected that they wouldâve been hiding somewhere else in order to shake off the pursuers. ThereforeâŠâ
Raon explained everything that happened during the mission to Glenn, who didnât really look interested.
He didnât nod or blink. He kept listening to the end without any reaction whatsoever, to the point that Raon felt awkward.
âItâs just as I heard. Wiping out the enemies and rescuing hostages in your first mission is certainly an extraordinary achievement. However.â
Glennâs eyes were bleak.
âThat was too clumsy. If youâd made the slightest mistake, or if the bandits were a bit stronger, or if you hadnât coordinated as well as you did, then those children wouldâve died and you wouldâve been seriously injured.â
It felt like his heavy voice was pressing upon his head.
âPlanning is important, especially for trainees that donât have any experience. You should only act after making multiple backup plans.â
âYesâŠâ
âActually, you shouldâve contacted the other trainees and led them upon finding the banditsâ tracks. Your experience and might are too shallow to deal with everything on your own.â
âIâm sorry.â
Raon lowered his head once again.
âHow is this a compliment?â
He was sure he heard Glenn was going to compliment them, but he kept pointing out his mistakes after a small compliment in the beginning.
âHowever, itâs a fact that you succeeded despite your methods being full of holes.â
When Glenn gestured with his chin, his butler Roenn brought a golden plate forward.
âI award you a bronze tablet for your accomplishment in the mission and the rescue of the children.â
âYou did a great job.â
Roenn handed over the bronze tablet with a gentle smile.
âThank you.â
Raon and Runaan accepted the tablet with both hands and bowed to Glenn.
âAh, I have something to ask.â
âWhat is it?â
âWhat shall I do with this elixir?â
Raon took out the Teuton Flower that he took from the Snow Tiger leader. The flower bud, yet to blossom, was rolled up in a circle.
Glenn watched the Teuton Flower for a bit, then shook his head.
âSince youâve acquired it, it is yours. Take it.â
ââŠOkay.â
Raon tilted his head slightly. Since the elixir was rather rare, he didnât expect him to just give it to him.
âYou should leave now.â
He leaned back and rested his chin in his hands, signaling that the audience was over.
Raon and Runaan bowed and stepped back, leaving the audience chamber.
***
The audience chamber, only three people remaining inside, was filled in silence for a moment.
âPfft.â
Rimmer burst into laughter, unable to bear the silence.
âWhy are you laughing? And why are you here when I didnât even call for you?â
âI mean, if you wanted to hear about Raon's accomplishment from him personally, you shouldâve just asked him honestly. What were all those excuses?â
Rimmer grinned, watching Glenn frown.
âHe really isn't honest.â
Since heâd already sent the report, Glenn was already aware of everything that had happened during the mission.
Glenn was worried about his grandson, and the sight of him giving him advice while pretending to scold him was just too funny.
âIs this what we call a meanie grandfather?â
âShut up.â
âHuff!â
Rimmer hid his mouth with both hands.
âIt looks like the head of house is also looking at Raon as a potential successor.â
âWhat?â
âHis own progress is more important than taking care of the others, since heâs still a trainee. But the reason you asked him to lead the trainees was in preparation for when he would challenge the throne of Zieghart, right?
ââŠâŠâ
Glenn didnât respond to Rimmerâs sharp remark. He was simply looking at him silently.
âIt looks like you really cherish Raon. You didnât even do that when you were raising the young mastersâŠâ
âYou are being too noisy.â
âHow about being a bit more honest now? Iâm sure Raon would like it if you tried saying âGood job, grandson. Come here so I can hug you, peekabooââŠâ
âRimmer.â
Glennâs pressure grew fiercer. Not just the audience chamber, but the entirety of the lordâs manor started trembling.
âHuff!â
Pretending to not laugh, Rimmer moved far away.
âHehe.â
When Glennâs pressure was about to explode, Roenn interfered with a gentle smile.
âItâs pretty nice.â
âWhat is nice?â
âItâs been thirty years since I last saw you two playing around together. I havenât seen that reaction from my lord for a really long time, eitherâŠâ
Roennâs wrinkled eyes were recalling the old memories.
âHmmâŠâ
âOh, I knew it. Sir Roenn knows whatâs up.â
Glenn eased his pressure and Rimmer smiled once again.
âAh, and there was one thing Raon didnât mention.â
âAre you talking about the South-North Union?â
âYes. Their young leader heard Raonâs name and left.â
âWhy didnât you stop him?â
âHe withdrew, facing Raonâs spirit. It wasnât our territory, and since he acknowledged Raon, I didnât really want to catch him.â
âHmph.â
Glenn snorted, but he didnât look displeased.
âAnd lastly, Iâd like you to be a bit more honest with your grandson. Itâs not that hard.â
âIâm always honest with everyone.â
âNo way. If you were honest, you wouldâve been like this.â
Rimmer cleared his throat, folding his hands behind his back like an actor.
âRaon. Iâm so proud that youâve accomplished your mission so well. My grandson, give your grandpa a kiss. This much is enough to make Raon happy, yourself happy and even me happy as I watch you! Everyone would be happy!â
âHaaâŠâ
Glenn sighed heavily and stood up from the chair. An energy wave threatening enough to destroy the world filled the audience chamber.
âI-Iâll be leaving then. I gotta drink, I mean, an important appointment.â
Rimmer walked backward while rubbing the back of his head and left the audience chamber.
âTsk, heâs getting smugger every time.â
Glenn clicked his tongue and lowered his hand.
âI still liked it. It reminded me of when you were commanding the continent together.â
Roenn smiled lightly, moving to the side.
âHmph.â
Without saying anything, Glenn crossed his arms and leaned his back.
âSince all this seems to be thanks to the young master Raon, I took a liking to him.â
âItâs fine to like him on the inside, but you should treat everyone equally, whether they are successors or other children.â
âYou are absolutely right.â
Roenn bowed, smiling. As he raised his head, he saw Glenn. Despite what he said, the corners of his mouth were higher than usual.
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Raon headed to the annex building as soon as he left the lordâs manor.
He considered training right away, but he figured relieving Sylvia and the maids, who mustâve been worried, came first.
When he reached the annex building, loud noise was coming from inside.
âThatâs how it should be around here.â
The annex building was always noisy and active. He was already feeling at ease.
Raon opened the annex buildingâs door brightly.
âHuh?â
His eyes were wide. There was somebody heâd never expected in the annex building.
âDorian?â
Dorian was standing in the lobby, and Sylvia, Helen, and the other maids were surrounding him.
âOh, is the young master back?â
âWhy are you here?â
âAh, madam asked me to come by after the mission and tell her about what happened.â
âTh-thenâŠâ
âYes, I told her everything about the young master Raonâs touching endeavor.â
Dorian wiped his tears away.
âYoung master.â
âAh, our young master really did.â
The maids were also wiping their tears. It seemed heâd really told them everything.
âOh, shitâŠâ
He was going to fudge over it to avoid worrying Sylvia and Helen. Heâd never expected them to contact him first.
âRaon!â
âYoung master!â
Sylvia and Helen approached him at the same time, with their hands on their hips.
âAh, that wasnât my intentiâŠâ
âGood job!â
As he was about to give excuses, Sylvia hugged him and patted his back.
âHuh?â
Raonâs eyes widened at the unexpected reaction.
âDid you really think I was going to scold you for that?â
âYou keep telling me to be careful.â
âThe reason the Zieghartâs ancestors wielded their swords was to protect the weak. Since then, Zieghart has always been protecting the weak and those living in their domain.â
Sylviaâs red eyes glittered like rubies.
âI also wanted to become a swordsman with the old Zieghartâs spirit, so thereâs no way I would scold you for saving the hostages and risking your life.â
She grabbed his hand tightly. He felt like his exhaustion was being wiped away by her warmth.
âMom is really proud of you.â
âMhm!â
âThatâs so true!â
âI gotta visit the main building tomorrow. Iâll boast about this to everyone!â
Sylvia hugged him once again, Helen and the maids nodded with teary eyes.
âI donât get it.â
Raon sighed.
âEmotions are really difficult to understand.â
However, he didnât dislike their warmth.
âAnyway, that damn Dorian.â
He turned his head, looking for Dorian, but he was nowhere to be seen.
That coward ran away a long time ago.
âDamn it!â
He was a light footed one for sure.
***
After eating in the annex building, Raon changed his clothes and went to the fifth training ground. Sylvia and Helen were telling him to rest for the day, but he wanted to move his body.
âIs that him?â
âYes. Raon Zieghart.â
âHis build isnât that great, and his pressure is weakâŠâ
âBut he really wiped out the bandits on his own.â
âI guess, since Rimmer doesnât lie, although he sometimes exaggerates.â
He could feel the swordsman's blatant gazes while walking to the training ground. It seemed the news about the mission had already spread throughout the house.
âSeriously, that manâŠâ
He sighed, since it was obviously the red-haired elfâs doing.
âWiping out thirty bandits, including a mid-high tier Sword User, is an extraordinary achievement.â
âThere were rumors about him being at his deathbed from his illness, so I guess he was lucky.â
He felt awkward hearing compliments for the first time when he was used to being insulted or looked down on.
However, his mood and mind were for him to decide. He didnât need to care about what others said.
Raon entered the fifth training ground while listening to the swordsmen without paying much attention. Naturally, it was empty.
He warmed up and unsheathed his sword from his waist. Slowly lifting it, he put it in front of his energy center. Maintaining the middle posture, he recalled his last fight.
âI was a bit slow.â
The bandits got in his way, but he couldâve beheaded the Snow Tiger leader from the beginning. Because he was too concerned about the children and the other bandits, he reacted too slowly, ending up wasting a lot of time.
The important part of a real battle was how he used his abilities. That was why it was safe to say that heâd failed.
âHoweverâŠâ
Since he was aware of that factâŠ
Since he knew what the problem was, and how to solve it, he could fix it.
âMy aura and body arenât on the same page.â
His body moved exactly the way he wanted, but his aura was slightly late.
It was necessary that his aura and body moved at the same time, like the two blades of a pair of scissors.
Haa.
Raon calmed his breathing and slowly brandished his sword. The aura emanating from his energy center followed the sword. Despite being a slow movement, the space was mercilessly split apart.
Even though he didnât move that much, Raonâs back grew wet with perspiration. The slow movement required even more strength.
Raon swung his sword slowly until the energy from the âTen Thousand Flames Cultivationâ was exhausted.
Once his aura was exhausted, he went to the cultivation room to replenish it. Then he went out to swing his sword once again. As such, the first day of his return was wet with sweat.
***
A small pub in the back alley of Zieghartâs domain.
The pub shouldâve been filled with different peopleâs voices, yet only one manâs voice could be heard.
ââŠThatâs how my students saved the children that were tied up by the bandits. The bandit boss was using an aura in his saber, but Raon split it in half!â
The red-haired elf was telling Raon and Runaanâs story, standing on the table as if he was giving a speech. Judging from the way his face turned red, he was completely drunk.
âWow!â
âDid you finally find your aptitude, Rimmer? You taught them really well.â
âNo way, he just happened to meet good students.â
âI guess. Itâs hard to imagine that elf as a good teacher.â
The giggling people didnât even look like swordsmen. They seemed to be average citizens.
âItâs both. Both! My students are the best among the current Zieghartâs trainees. No, they are the best among the six Kings!â
Rimmer grinned and poured the beer in his mouth. Some of them agreed with what he said, and others thought the sixth training ground and the other groups were just as good. The two camps started arguing soon enough.
âHey, stop fighting and pay me since you heard a great story. I lost everything from betting on that fifth horse, so I need to take my revengeâŠâ
As he was putting down his empty beer glass and frowning, a gold coin fell on the table.
âHuh?â
Rimmer raised his head after watching the gold coin for a while.
With a tough face and broad shoulders, the man looked like a general on a battlefield. It was the sixth training groundâs head instructor, Metun.
âMetun? Itâs been a long time.â
âIndeed.â
Metun slowly nodded.
âAnyway, thank you.â
ââŠâŠâ
âHuh, can you let me go now?â
He tried picking up the gold coin Metun placed on the table, but he couldnât take it because of his finger.
âCan you take responsibility for what you just said?â
âFor what?â
âThat the fifth training ground is the best among Zieghartâs trainees.â