Chapter 413

Chapter 413

You wont get such a great opportunity to hit the jackpot ever again! You can make money while watching Raons match. This is hitting two rabbits with one stone!

Rimmer clapped his hands and raised his voice to gather more customers.

This is a match between Raon Zieghart, the Kennel Master who leads the Mad Dog squad full of rabid dogs, and the young Sword Demon Mustan, who will become famous all over the world as the disciple of the Sword Demon. Gambling here will make it even more fun to watch!

People gathered upon hearing his cheerful shout and filled the gambling area.

Huh

Wrath shook his head while watching Rimmer.

The King of Essence has seen quite a lot of shitty ears in the past, but hes never seen anyone with such a peculiar personality.

He murmured that it was a mystery how he was born among those proud elves.

Raon nodded stiffly.

Same goes for me. I never thought Id meet an elf like him.

The elves were characterized by their beautiful appearance, high affinity to nature, and their tendency to reject other races and live a quiet life in nature. However, the appearance was the only feature that suited Rimmers description.

The King of Essence told you. His ears are detachable. Just try pulling them and they will come off.

Maybe you are right.

Raon chuckled and nodded. He really acted like some punk in the backstreet except for his appearance.

He really started to wonder whether it was possible to disassemble and reassemble his ears.

Raon went to Rimmers gambling stall, which was getting more and more crowded.

People were trying to guess who was going to win before betting.

Ah, I dont know who I should be betting on.

Bet on Sir Raon of course! He didnt earn the name White Sword Dragon by gambling!

I would normally choose our benefactor, but look who hes fighting against.

I agree. Hes no other than the disciple of the Sword Demon from Five Great Swordmasters. Hes not some pushover.

Th-this is so hard. What should I do?

They wouldve normally bet on Raon, who was the hero from the previous war, but they couldnt easily decide because the name of the Sword Demon was too important.

I dont even know anymore! Im going to believe in our benefactor!

Same. Im going to be loyal since I cant tell who is going to win!

Certainly, the White Sword Dragon is more likely to win. Look at how he single-handedly ended the war.

Im also betting on Sir Raon!

The people right in front of the stall bet on Raon, and those at the back nodded their heads while saying that they also wanted to bet on him.

Everyones so ignorant.

Rimmer smiled like a snake while watching the money pile up on the stall.

I already told you, but Raon didnt single-handedly end the war at all. I helped him.

He excitedly proclaimed that his help was what allowed him to end the war, and Raon was just limping from exhaustion.

Huh? We have the said person there! Raon!

Rimmer waved his hand towards Raon who was staring at them blankly from the back.

Huh

Raon gasped while looking at Rimmer.

Seriously, that guy

Hed never imagined he would try to use him for his gamble instead of being embarrassed about it. He was almost as shameless as Merlin.

Raon, you tell them! Did you finish the last fight on your own?

I didnt.

Raon shook his head since he wouldnt have been able to cut the death sphere without Rimmer and Wendys help.

What wouldve happened if Habun Castle or I didnt help you?

It wouldve been extremely dangerous.

Raon responded honestly because he had no other choice.

See? His rumors are exaggerated. Its as bad as the bubbles that appear when you frantically rub your hands a soap!

Rimmer was calling him bubbles even though hed just praised him as the Kennel Master of the Light Wind squad and the White Sword Dragon.

It hurts me to see all your confusion. Ill give you a hint. The rumors said that the disciple of the Sword Demon has defeated an apostle from the White Blood Religion and a floor overseer from the Black Tower before coming here.

He was rambling nonsense since hed previously said during the festival that he didnt even know that the Sword Demon had a disciple.

Moreover, Raon was called the Young Sword Demon in the past. Mustan is going to do his absolute best to take away that title.

Gasp! He defeated an apostle and a floor overseer!?

His pressure was extraordinary indeed. He looked even stronger than what wed expect from the disciple of the Sword Demon.

He will definitely be desperate to win with the title of Young Sword Demon on the line.

Im even more confused now after hearing that

People were contemplating it when the third prince came to the stall and put down his gold pouch.

Thud!

The heavy sound of the pouch hitting the table gathered everyones attention.

Im betting five hundred gold on Raon Zieghart.

Desire welled up in peoples eyes upon seeing the huge amount of money.

Huff!

F-five hundred gold coins?!

Thats so much

They were so focused on calculating the dividend that they didnt even sound like they were breathing.

I decided! Im betting on the disciple of the Sword Demon!

Ten silvers for Mustan!

Get away! Its my turn!

Im also betting on Mustan. Take the money that I was going to spend to buy candy for my daughter!

People stopped contemplating and pumped their money on the table.

Your Highness?

Raon called the third prince.

Hmm

The third princes shoulders flinched before he averted his gaze to look at Rimmer instead.

Whats happening?

He looked like a kid who was found out while stealing, even though hed just bet the money. It was rather suspicious.

Could it be?

Raon frowned and sent an aura message to the third prince.

[Did our squad leader ask you to do this?]

[A-about that]

His trembling voice confirmed that he was following Rimmers instruction.

[But why would Your Highness even join our squad leaders gamble Ah!]

Raon tried to think about it and could figure out how Rimmer was ordering the third prince around.

[Is it because of Martha?]

[Uhah!]

The third prince was startled, and it confirmed Raons suspicion.

Rimmer mustve asked him to help him increase the amount of bets by offering information about Martha since he knew about his feelings for her.

Raon bit his lip.

Seriously, what should I do with him?

It was pretty much gambling fraud. He couldnt believe Rimmer was doing that.

My turn! My turn!

The disciple of the Sword Demon!

The rising star whos slain an apostle and a floor overseer!

Lots of people were also rooting for Mustan thanks to the gamblers who had been baited by Rimmer.

Mustan walked towards the center with a vicious glow in his eyes that looked like he was about to fight to the death.

You dont realize how much Ive been looking forward to this day.

Same goes for me.

Raon nonchalantly nodded.

The titles of Young Sword Demon and Sword Dragon. You only managed to get them because you got lucky. Those names would be describing me instead if I made my appearance before you.

Im not interested in them. Take them.

Raon wasnt exactly interested in titles. He shrugged his shoulders because he didnt mind having no other name than Raon Zieghart like how it was in the past.

Thats the part I dont like about you. You are too arrogant.

That doesnt seem to be the only reason.

Mustans pressure was just as fierce during their first encounter. Arrogance couldnt be the only reason for his animosity.

Ill make you shut that mouth of yours.

He grabbed his scabbard with a powerful glare that looked like his eyes were burning.

Everyone who has said that has failed to achieve it.

Shut up!

They swore at me the exact same way as you.

Raon snickered and took a step forward. He faced Mustan at a distance, only the sound of their breathing reaching each other.

Once they got into their postures to signal that they were ready, Borini Kitten entered the arena.

Im Borini Kitten from Owen. Ill be the referee of todays match.

He politely lowered his head at Raon and Mustan one after the other.

Killing moves are prohibited. Please respect your opponent since this is a spar.

Yes.

Alright.

Borini Kitten withdrew to the edge of the arena after they answered.

The spar between Raon Zieghart and Mustan is starting now!

He lowered his hand that was raised towards the sky before leaving the arena.

Raon Zieghart.

Mustan immediately drew his sword and dashed. He unleashed all of his aura from the beginning and slammed down his sword with his eyes brimming with an inferiority complex.

Hmm?

Raon furrowed his brow while watching Mustans strike fall toward him.

What is this?

Too many principles were dwelling in the strike.

Swoosh!

It was fast, heavy, powerful, sharp, variable, and illusory at the same time.

Thud!

Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps to withdraw to the left side to further observe his technique.

Where do you think you are running?!

Mustans sword twisted like a snake chasing after a mouse to follow up. Precision and flexibility were added on top of the previous principles.

Cring!

Raon leaned backward to dodge Mustans sword. His bangs got cut before they could descend and could be seen fluttering in the air.

Thud!

He forced his ankle to withdraw as if he were gliding through ice and narrowed his eyes.

It must be a versatile sword.

Swordsmanship had as many principles as the number of swordsmen in the world. Most of the techniques were made by combining a few different principles, but those who could use the versatile sword were an exception.

They could endlessly develop their technique by using the arts theyd already learned, and even the ones that they were going to learn in the future.

The Sword Demon could use the versatile sword

Glenn Zieghart and Derus Robert were the only people known to the public as masters of the versatile sword, but the Sword Demon mustve been another one.

However

Raon briefly clicked his tongue while watching Mustans consecutive attacks, which were wrapped in raging astral energy.

Hes just superficial.

The versatile sword shouldve been a unique technique with a concentration of countless arts, but the principles werent forming any harmony in Mustans sword.

His swift sword wasnt fast, his heavy sword wasnt heavy, and the powerful sword wasnt powerful. All kinds of techniques were mixed together, but he hadnt mastered any of them, nor were they properly blended in.

Moreover, hes not even looking at me.

His shoulders were stiff and his hands were excessively strained. He was exerting too much strength for no reason from the beginning, and he seemed to be trying to show off to the Sword Demon behind him instead of fighting his opponent.

This match is pointless.

Raons gaze became ice cold. There was no reason to waste any time since there was nothing to gain from an opponent who was simply venting his anger.

You wont be able to dodge this!

Mustan rushed in like lightning and thrust his sword.

He surrounded Raon from four directions with the principles of heavy sword to prevent him from dodging, incorporating the principles of swift and powerful swords into the attack while adding the variable and illusion swords to confuse his opponent.

Rumble!

The heaviness of Raons body felt like gravity had intensified, and his vision was covered by the radiance of the red astral energy engulfing the sword. It was truly an excessively flashy technique.

Even an outstanding Master shouldnt be able to counter that flashy and powerful strike. However Im different.

Because Raon was ahead of Mustan on the path of the versatile sword, it was an easy task to shatter such a shabby mixture of techniques.

He decided to bestow a lesson on the fool who was walking the same path of the versatile sword.

Thud!

Raon stomped the ground. The heated power rising from his legs engulfed his body as he closed the distance towards Mustan.

Cring!

When the tip of Mustans sword was about to reach Raon, he unsheathed Heavenly Drive. The explosive energy of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation dashed through the mana circuits all around his body to unleash a powerful, raging crimson flame from his right hand.

Mustans jealous gaze gradually changed. His eyes expanded in astonishment, and his mouth widened.

Its already too late.

It was too late to realize his mistake because Raons sword draw was already reaching the tip of Mustans sword.

Whaam!

Heavenly Drive didnt have as many principles as Mustans, but the speed, precision, and power that he needed were perfectly blended into one.

The combination of the principles was simple yet perfect. They distorted like moonlight and clashed against Mustans powerful strike.

Clang!

The principles were erased one after the other from Mustans sword.

The swiftness disappeared, the heaviness was destroyed, and the change and illusion subsided. An ordinary sword was left once all of the principles disappeared.

Creak!

Raon strained his wrist holding Heavenly Drive to slash all the way.

Clang!

The bare sword of Mustan was split in half and got stuck in the ground.

Ah

Mustan was shocked, and Raon twirled Heavenly Drive to bring it to his neck. He couldnt even show any reaction and simply stood there with trembling lips.

I kept my promise about answering with the result.

Mustans unfocused eyes looked like he still didnt understand what was happening, and Raon didnt even look at him anymore. He lowered Heavenly Drive while looking at the Sword Demon behind him.

Id like to request the second match.