Chapter 611
Juvel swallowed nervously while looking at the man standing in front of Judiel.
<em>‘Raon Zieghart?’</em>
Raon Zieghart was one of the most famous warriors on the continent.
He was a monster who had defeated a Grandmaster and hunted down the mad dragon at a young age, all while he could still be called a rising star. There was no way he wouldn’t know about him despite living in the countryside.
<em>‘The rumors weren’t exaggerated.’</em>
Raon Zieghart’s pressure and might that he was witnessing were beyond imagination. It was difficult to pull himself together even though the pressure wasn’t directed at him.
<em>‘Moreover…’</em>
Juvel raised his gaze with trembling lips. Even though it was supposed to be a moonless night, a sun and a moon had risen at the same time as Raon’s appearance.
The radiance descending from the sun and moon filling the dark sky was even more mysterious than his prowess.
The excitement made a chill run down his spine just from watching him from behind.
It wasn’t just him. Every single warrior and assassin seemed to be crushed under Raon’s presence.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om
<em>‘And such a man is my sister’s lord…’</em>
Judiel’s reaction was enough for him to realize it. The master she served was the man in front of him, Raon Zieghart.
He couldn’t even imagine how she had encountered the Dragon yer even though she used to be a spy.
“Ju—”
Juvel started to call out to Judiel but stopped himself. Theplicated expression on her face couldn’t be described by any word.
She was d, sorry, sad, happy, and thankful at the same time. It lookedpletely dark because all of them werebined.
“Judiel.”
“Juvel.”
Judiel grabbed Juvel’s hand as he stood there, dumbfounded.
“We’ll be fine now.”
She gripped her brother’s hand and showed him a smile of relief that she couldn’t show before.
She didn’t look frightened at all even though she was facing the bloodlust of the Suran tribe and the assassins.
“Sir Raon is going to protect us.”
Judiel smiled softly while looking at Raon’s back. She seemed to haveplete trust in Raon.
“Let’s wait here.”
“......”
Juvel couldn’t say anything. He simply nodded, feeling the warmth of Judiel’s hand.
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<strong>You arrogant bastard!</strong>
Wrath raised his eyebrows sharply, grabbing Raon’s head.
<strong>Only the monarchs of Devildom like the King of Essence are allowed to say such an arrogant line!</strong>
<em>‘But you called me the demon king of mockery, didn’t you?’</em>
<strong>Screw the demon king of mockery! You are just a brat, still wet behind your ears!</strong>
<em>‘You are so difficult to please.’</em>
Raon pushed Wrath away as he kept wriggling and looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to be the Suran tribe’s chief.
“Are you serious about that?”
The Suran tribe’s chief loudly ground his teeth while ring at him.
“Are you seriously trying to fight against all those people? And without anyone to help you?”
“Yes, I am.”
Raon nodded and took a step forward.
“I would’ve normally admired your spirit, but I can’t afford to do that right now!”
The Suran chief clenched his fist while biting his lip, and blue energy engulfed his body.
He looked like a human-shaped light was surrounding him. It was a piece of sorcery called godly possession.
“Neutralize him and kill all of the assassins!”
He dashed at him furiously, looking like he’d lost his sanity. The Suran tribe’s warriors and sorcerers waiting behind him kicked the ground at the same time.
<strong>Pssh!</strong>
The assassins threw their daggers from behind. The dark des rushed at him like a ray of light.
<strong>Whaam!</strong>
Raon didn’t even look at the daggers. The daggers simply crumbled like pieces of paper from the spacial pressure of the Sword Field Creation.
“Huaah!”
However, the Suran chief’s attack couldn’t be ignored, unlike the daggers. His fist bent into a strange trajectory. It seemed to be targeting his abdomen.
Suran tribe’s chief struck with a powerful wind blowing around his fist, and Raon thrust the divine sword towards it.
<strong>Crack!</strong>
The shattering sound of steel could be heard from the sh between the divine sword and the fist.
<em>‘It’s heavy.’</em>
That heavy punch made him feel like his hand was tearing apart. He was powerful enough to be the chief, but Raon had too many things at stake to allow himself to start losing already.
<strong>Cring!</strong>
He executed a downward sh with the divine sword, incorporating his indomitable will into his hand.
<strong>Whaam!</strong>
The mes zing upon the divine de fell like lightning, pushing back the Suran chief’s fist and body at the same time.
“Huh…”
The Suran chief blinked dazedly, surprised by how easily he was pushed back.
<strong>Whaap!</strong>
Raon swung the divine sword into a semi-circle, the me emerging from his de concentrating into a circr shape and creating a shield of fire.
<strong>aang!</strong>
The Suran tribe’s members unleashed their spells and auras, but the<em>Firewall</em>didn’t waver in the slightest since it boasted the strongest defense among his techniques.
<strong>Cring!</strong>
The assassins took that opportunity to throw their daggers and dash towards him.
Dozens of daggers were raining down on him.
<strong>Cring!</strong>
Raon lifted the demonic sword, which was tilted downwards. The silver frost emanated from the de and spread around like a mirage.
<strong>Crack!</strong>
All the raining daggers were destroyed, and the two assassins at the lead were split in half alongside the daggers in their hands.
<strong>Craack!</strong>
It only took two swings of his swords for both the Suran tribe and the assassins to stop moving and stare at him in a daze.
Overwhelming was the perfect word to describe the situation.
“Don’t stop!”
The Suran chief didn’t surrender even though he was pushed back by the mes.
He clenched his fist again and used his footwork. The Suran members obeyed his order and attacked him at full power.
<strong>Whaaam!</strong>
The<em>Firewall</em>was shattered into pieces by their powerful assault.
“Kuaah!”
The Suran chief supported himself on his left foot and extended his right foot. The kick aimed at his waist was even sharper than a sword.
<em>‘He isn’t trying to kill.’</em>
It was a barbaric and advanced martial art with a well-polished trajectory, but the chief was still trying to neutralize him instead of killing him.
Since that was the case, he needed to suppress his murderous intent just like he did.
<em>‘Of course, I can’t just fight half-heartedly either.’</em>
Raon weakened his grip on the divine sword, advancing towards the Suran chief.
<strong>Cring!</strong>
The red de trembled faintly, drawing a dreamy line.
The<em>Sword’s Silvery Dream</em>was executed inside his Sword Field. The me at the tip of the de sparkled brilliantly, cutting through the Suran chief’s flow of mana.
<strong>Crack!</strong>
The blue energy surrounding the Suran chief crumbled like a leaf. The godly possession was undone.
“Ah…”
The Suran chief widened his eyes, unable to believe that the godly possession was undone regardless of his intentions.
<strong>Rumble!</strong>
The Suran membersunched their auras and spells instead of the chief, who had stopped moving.
The various techniques of the tribal members harmonized with each other, scattering their powerful energy around.
Raon pointed the divine sword at the Suran tribe’sbined technique rushing towards him.
<em>Ten Thousand mes Cultivation, Thousand mes</em>
<em>Golden Void Infusion</em>
The cage of fire that specialized in suppressing evil opened its jaw and confined the gathering of the Suran tribe’s auras and spells.
<strong>Whaaam!</strong>
The Suran tribe’s aura and spells exploded inside the ming prison, creating dozens ofets in the sky.
“Wh-what’s that?!”
“Impossible…”
“H-how are we supposed to break through that…?”
Their eyes trembled as they saw that Raon wasn’t harmed in the slightest, chief and members alike.
<strong>Shring!</strong>
However, the murderous intent of the assassins became even deadlier as they approached, as if they were unable to feel fear.
Raon shifted his gaze towards the assassins, and the assassins on both sides took out white pieces of paper. They were scrolls enchanted with magic.
The assassins tore the scrolls and mes erupted from all directions, encircling Raon and the Suran tribe.
The mes even reached above the trees, creating an inescapable inferno.
<strong>Whir!</strong>
The ming bricks piled up on top of each other, building a line of fire reaching all the way to the sky. It almost looked like a birdcage.
“Cough!”
“Huahh…”
“W-we should’ve focused on them first…”
With even the sky covered in mes, even the warriors and the shamans clutched their chests and fell to their knees, showing that they couldn’t breathe.
“It’s meaningless.”
On the other hand, Raon remained unaffected and lifted the divine sword. He pointed his sword at the mes and the fire all around him was absorbed into his hand.
<em>‘This ability can also be used like this.’</em>
It was another effect from gaining the fire spirit king Ifrit’s power.
He could control mes as he wanted as long as they were weaker than the<em>Ten Thousand mes Cultivation</em>.
<strong>Whaap!</strong>
Even though it looked like no one could escape from the ming birdcage, it simply subsided. The wall of fire filling their vision waspletely removed, not leaving the smallest ember.
“Huh…”
“Th-the mes were sucked into his hand!”
“He almost looked like he was controlling the fire. Was he blessed by the god of fire or something?”
The Suran chief and members couldn’t close their drooped jaws because Raon even started to look divine.
“Kuh…”
“Damn it!”
“What’s wrong with that monster…?”
Even the assassins who didn’t fear death couldn’t approach anymore, their daggers trembling in their hands.
“You can continue. After all, you shouldn’t be satisfied yet.”
Raon nodded at the Suran chief, telling him to attack as much as he wanted.
“Haa…”
The Suran chief red at Raon for a long time and finally sighed.
“Whatever. I’m fully aware that you were going easy on us. All of us would’ve died if you were fighting seriously. It would be a waste of time to continue this any further.”
He shook his head, announcing the end of the battle. The Suran members also lowered their weapons and undid their godly possessions.
“Tell me what you wanted to say.”
“I’ll finish the job first.”
Raon looked at the assassins. They seemed to have no intention of stopping, unlike the Suran tribe.
<em>‘I was nning to go easy on them, but…’</em>
Some of them became assassins on their own ord, but some of them must’ve been simr to Judiel’s brother, who reluctantly became an assassin.
He’d cruelly killed the ones taking the lead on purpose, but it wasn’t enough to end the battle.
<em>‘I should show them the difference in power.’</em>
Raon pointed the demonic sword at the assassins. The frost dashed upon the de, curved like the crescent moon, and drew a line cutting through thend.
<strong>Whaaam!</strong>
White frost covered thend that was once filled with ashes and mes.
The tremendous wave of frostpletely froze the legs of the assassins before they could even react.
“Gaaah!”
“Wh-what is this?!”
“I didn’t even see iting! How…?”
Everyone widened their eyes, stunned that it only took an instant for the ground and their legs to freeze.
Raon shifted his gaze toward the Suran chief after confirming that the assassins were perfectly neutralized.
“Allow me to introduce myself again. I’m Zieghart’s Light Wind vice division leader, Raon.”
He lowered his head to the Suran chief, who was watching the scene with wide eyes.
“Hmm, I already know that part.”
The Suran chief awkwardly nodded.
“That coat was my big brother… the beast lord’s possession. I heard that he gave it to you.”
“That’s what I expected.”
“But that’s not the important part right now. Tell me what kind of misunderstanding it was.”
He nodded, showing that he was willing to listen to anything. He looked like his rage had finally subsided.
“Judiel.”
Judiel stepped forward while holding her brother’s hand upon hearing Raon’s call.
“You should exin it to him—tell him how this situation happened.”
“Understood.”
Judiel nodded and stepped forward.
“We are siblings who were separated during childhood. I heard that my brother was here, and…”
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“Kuh…”
Colin was watching Raon, who had single-handedly stopped the war, and bit his lip.
<em>‘Why is that monster even here?!’</em>
The n was pretty muchplete.
The situation had be even more perfect after Juvel ran away, but Raon’s appearance had ruined everything.
<em>‘How is this even possible?’</em>
He had extinguished the fire on his own and even stopped the Suran tribe and the assassins at the same time. It was far too ridiculous no matter how he thought about it.
<em>‘Moreover… He minimized the bloodshed.’</em>
Not even five assassins had died, and not a single person was injured among the Suran tribe.
It implied that Raon’s might was far greater than he saw.
<em>‘It’ll be all over at this rate.’</em>
The Suran chief was already favorable towards Raon. The situation was leading to the worst oue, the oue where Juvel would live while all of his subordinates would be killed.
<em>‘It can’t be helped.’</em>
He had to use thest method in order to reverse the situation.
“You nted the ember inside the Suran tribe, right?”
They had set up the embers inside their vige while the sorcerers and warriors were outside.
Since the only people left in the vige were mostly old people and children, the Suran tribe was bound to rampage again if it started to burn.
“Yes. We received a message that it was properly set up.”
The second team leader nodded his head.
“Alright, ignite it.”
Colin bobbed his finger, giving the order for the vige to be set on fire.
“Understood.”
The second team leader gave the signal and a huge explosion urred from inside the Suran vige.
<strong>Whaaam!</strong>
The mes erupting from a narrow space engulfed the entire vige, zing powerfully. It was a hellish scene that an ordinary person could never survive.
“Huh…?”
“Aaaah!”
“No!”
“The children are in there!”
Suran chief and members screamed and ran towards the vige instead of listening to Judiel.
“Alright, now… Huh?”
Colin’s jaw dropped as he watched the mes soaring toward the sky.
A middle-aged man with a sharp look on his face cut down the huge me and evacuated the vigers.
“Wh-who the hell is he?!”
He wasn’t even from the Suran tribe. He couldn’t understand why some random person suddenly popped out and rescued people.
“Kill him! Tell them to kill him!”
Colin yelled while pointing at the blue-haired middle-aged man.
“What are you waiting for?! Tell them to kill him right now!”
However, the second team leader didn’t respond.
“What are you doing…”
The second team leader’s head dropped from his body the moment Colin looked back.
A pair of crimson eyes filled the background.
<strong>Shring.</strong>
Raon turned his head, lowering his sword without the smallest bloodstain in sight.
“The little rat was hiding here.”