Chapter 478

Chapter 478

Raon narrowed his eyes while watching the entrance of the lodging.

‘Why are there so many people gathered over there?’

Warriors engulfed in excellent pressures were lined up in front of the door.

Raon tilted his head. They looked like customers lining up in front of a popular restaurant.

‘I wanted to avoid annoying incidents.’

He’d gotten a small enlightenment during the single-strike match against the Demon Slaying Spear.

Since the lesson was stimulating but not enough, he wanted to settle it by sparring against Rimmer, but he suspected he wouldn’t have the time for that.

“Division leader, what’s happening over the—”

Raon turned around to start talking to Rimmer and came to a halt.

“Where the hell did he go?”

The red-haired elf had been grinning at the gold coins inside his pocket until a moment ago, but he had completely disappeared before he knew it.

“H-he’s really not here!”

Dorian was also surprised and instinctively started to rub his belly pocket.

Shitty Ears disappeared when you were focused on those humans.

Wrath glanced back and furrowed his brow.

‘Seriously, that elf. He really is like a ghost.’

He was only fixated on the people in front of the lodging for an instant.

Rimmer had run away during that short moment. He would’ve been called the death god, which was even better than the assassin king, if he had been raised as an assassin.

He must be at the casino again. Shitty Ears could’ve become the monarch of gambling if he was in Devildom.

‘You understand him now.’

It’s obvious.

Raon could only laugh. Rimmer’s behavioral pattern was so simple that even Wrath could understand it despite his dullness.

‘I’m glad I took away his money in advance.’

Raon was relieved that he had recovered most of the money Rimmer had secretly stolen.

If he’d managed to take all that money with him, he was pretty much returning the Five Divine Orders’ money after everything he’d gone through.

‘This isn’t even an addiction at this point. He’s just braindead.’

Raon shook his head while thinking about Rimmer who was losing his mind.

Shitty Ears isn't important right now.

Wrath furrowed his brow deeply, watching the people in front of the entrance.

He has a bad feeling about this.

‘Why?’

It feels like those humans are going to stop us from having dinner!

‘That’s not going to happen.’

Raon shook his head. The restaurant serving the lobster and pig feet that Wrath wanted was close to the lodging.

There was no way they wouldn’t be able to eat it—not unless a war suddenly broke out.

But it hasn’t gone well so far!

‘Why are you so afraid when you are a demon king? Just believe.’

Ugh, you won’t understand his feelings until the world plays against you.

‘You are exaggerating.’

Raon stepped forward after he tapped Wrath’s trembling back.

“Let’s enter for now.”

“Yes!”

Encia smiled brightly and nodded.

“...And please stop taking photos.”

Raon shook his head while covering his face with his hand. Encia had been continuously taking photos, even after they’d left the casino.

It was like a mystery that a small artifact the size of a palm could contain so many papers.

“How could I stop?!”

Encia put her hands on her waist while lowering the camera.

“Your handsomeness is rampaging right now because of the natural light! Natural lighting is indeed better than artificial light! So goddamn handsome!”

She blabbered something incomprehensible and started to take photos once again.

‘This is exhausting.’

The short conversation with Encia was even more exhausting than dealing with the Thespian Emperor all day long or having a single-strike match against the Demon Slaying Spear.

He felt like he couldn’t even think anymore.

‘Is this how it is when the world plays against me?’

Not at all! Are you still spouting that bullshit after you saw what the world has done to the King of Essence?! This isn’t even child’s play!

‘I see.’

Raon shook his head and went to the lodging. The warriors waiting in front of the door looked at him at the same time.

“Huh?”

“Blond hair and red eyes?”

“He’s here!”

“Sir Raon!”

“White Sword Dragon! I’ve been waiting for you!”

The warriors ran towards him with sparkling eyes.

Raon noticed multiple groups of people who were wearing the same clothes.

‘And there’s a powerful warrior in each one of their groups.’

The youngsters who seemed to be around thirty years old were from advanced Expert to the highest level of Expert, while the middle-aged men leading them were at the Master’s realm.

“Why are you here, everyone?”

Raon stopped walking and asked the question he was curious about.

“My name is Dumptkan from House Tven, I’d like to request for a spar with Sir Raon.”

“Same goes for me! I’ve wanted to cross blades with you after hearing about your heroic story!”

“Please allow us to learn from the sword that defeated two floor overseers from the Black Tower!”

The middle-aged men, who seemed to represent each group, bowed politely to him.

They were rather powerful, and most of them had a position as important as the head of a house, so Raon already knew most of their names.

“Hmm...”

“By any chance, was the reason you made that artifact...”

“Yes, I made it to take photos of the damn handsome Raon.”

“D-damn handsome?”

“He’s so damn handsome!”

“Ah...”

Denning Rose’s eyes started to tremble slightly even though she’d always been calm before.

“Isn’t his face like a sculpture? I don’t even understand how none of the photos look bad!”

Encia showed her Raon’s photos and bragged about it.

“Hmm, indeed...”

Denning Rose calmly nodded in acknowledgment despite her agitation.

“Is it possible to buy a camera?”

“This is just a prototype, and it’s going to take some time for the manufacture. We don’t have enough ingredients either.”

“Then what about those photos?”

“Do you want to buy them?”

Encia approached Denning Rose with a cheerful smile.

“I’ll give them to you for free if you say this for me.”

“Just for saying something?”

“Yes!”

“What do you want me to say...?”

“It’s simple. I just want you to shout that Raon is damn handsome.”

“Err...”

Denning Rose’s lips trembled.

“Haa...”

Raon sighed and turned around. He went to the Light Wind division since he couldn’t keep listening to them anymore.

“When did those warriors outside arrive here?”

“They got here shortly after you left.”

Burren responded while leaning his back against a tree.

“They came at around the same time, as if they’d planned it in advance.”

He said that they kept coming one after the other.

“They’ve been doing that without even having lunch.”

Runaan nodded while eating a small ice cream that she’d gotten from somewhere.

“Shall I chase them away?”

Martha frowned violently.

“I think someone is plotting something, though.”

She unclenched her fist. She must’ve figured that it would be problematic despite how simple she was.

“Hmm...”

Raon scratched his chin while looking at the door.

‘I can see what the Thespian Emperor is thinking.’

If he refused the spar against the warriors who’d been waiting for such a long time without even having lunch, she was going to spread the rumor that he was narrow-minded or was a coward, and if he accepted the spars, she was going to analyze Zieghart’s martial arts by observing the area.

‘I’m finally understanding why she gave this lodging to us.’

The lodgings were vast and luxurious, but the walls were too low and it was easy to spy on from the outside.

She must’ve assigned those lodgings for them for that exact purpose from the beginning.

‘I think I understand what kind of person the Thespian Emperor is.’

She seemed to like using a method where she gave her opponent two choices while making sure that both of them led to her advantage. It was a disgusting method, just like the previous one.

‘However... You made a mistake once again.’

Raon had gained a small enlightenment through the spar against the Demon Slaying Spear.

He wanted to settle it through a small spar, and the opponents were presenting themselves. He wanted to thank the Thespian Emperor at that point.

‘Moreover, it doesn’t really matter if I showed my martial art to other people.’

Since his martial art was constantly improving through the Ring of Fire, his realm was bound to change every day.

If she judged him according to what she witnessed, she was bound to pay the price eventually.

Raon licked his lips while looking at the Light Wind division.

‘Shall I have them do it, too?’

The disciples of the warriors who’d requested the spars were perfect as the Light Wind division’s opponents.

‘It will be perfect if I fight against the heads of houses and the Light Wind division fights against the rest.’

He was killing two birds with one stone since even the Light Wind division could gain experience and prowess from the spars.

‘She’s being so helpful. Shall I prepare a gift for her?’

It must’ve been one of the Thespian Emperor’s plans for her revenge, but her ploy was only beneficial to the Light Wind division instead.

This is so frustrating. Why is every single person being a doormat for you?!

Wrath punched into the air, saying that he couldn’t comprehend it. He must’ve been imagining the Thespian Emperor’s face.

‘It looks like we are in the city of doormats like you said.’

Raon chuckled and turned around.

“It wouldn’t be a bad idea to accept their requests.”

Just as he was about to tell them that he was going to accept, Denning Rose’s voice could be heard.

“Everyone outside is a powerful warrior who possesses polished, advanced martial arts. There should be something to gain from sparring against them.”

She gave a piece of advice as if she’d noticed what Raon was thinking.

“You shouldn’t need to worry about it since they aren’t from the White Whale. However, if you are worried about disclosing your martial arts during the spars...”

Denning Rose smiled while taking out a few needles from under her dress.

“I’ll create an array so that we won’t be seen from the outside.”

She smiled peacefully, saying that she was going to play a prank. However, there were a few photos that Encia had taken under her dress where she’d taken out the needles.

‘...She ended up saying damn handsome.’

Raon sighed while looking at the ground.

He had a feeling that Encia’s believers were gradually increasing.

Aren’t they your believers?

‘Shut up.’