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Kapitel 6: Chapter 6

"Do you understand how serious it is to mention the name Zieghart?"

Glenn Zieghart employed a small amount of pressure into his gaze.

"Kuh!"

Raon bit his lip so hard that it nearly bled.

'It feels like my flesh is being crushed.'

The pressure that Glenn was exerting was a small amount, a cup of water against the vast ocean. However, it felt as though his heart was being squeezed.

He could feel his clothes become sticky because of the cold sweat he broke into. If he hadn't practiced the Ring of Fire, he might have fainted already.

'Is this the warrior, the Destructive King of the North…?'

Considering his gaze alone held such pressure, his prowess surpassed Derus Robert. It was impossible to raise his head.

"Try saying it again. Can you take responsibility for what you've just said?"

"My… my lord! Raon is still young. He doesn't know what he is talking about."

"That's true! Raon has lived in the annex building all this time, so he doesn't know about the name of Zieghart…"

Sylvia and Helen ran next to him and knelt.

"My lord, he is just a child who doesn't know anything. Please withdraw your pressure."

Denier Zieghart stood up and defended them against the pressure.

"Sir Denier!"

"As expected of Sir Denier, he would even care for an insolent kid like him."

"The broadness of his mind is even greater than his might."

The collaterals praised Denier's behavior.

"I am speaking right now."

"Ugh!"

"Kuh…"

Denier and Sylvia both stepped back at once, hearing Glenn's mighty voice. They didn't move on their own; Glenn pushed them back with his voice alone.

"I'm s-sorry."

Denier lowered his head, but Sylvia was different.

"F-father…"

She approached Glenn, enduring his pressure with her frail body, which didn't even possess aura.

"Raon is not yet ready to train…"

Sylvia's eyes reflected that she was solely worried about him.

It pulled at Raon's heartstrings.

'I don't understand.'

He was choked up, but he couldn't tell if that emotion meant compassion, or worry, or something else.

He just wished that she would always smile happily, instead of being in that state.

'I was an assassin.'

An assassin was a being that lived in the darkness. Being closer to death than life, they would never show themselves.

'However, I no longer am one.'

'I'm not going to live as an assassin anymore.'

As Raon Zieghart, and not as Raon the assassin, he resolved that he would return Sylvia to her original place.

 

Crash!

 

At that moment, he could hear a sound similar to one of the chains around his neck falling.

"I do not know."

Raon forced himself to raise his head, facing Glenn's overbearing gaze directly. Suppressing the urge to close his eyes, he continued.

"I've been raised in the annex building, and not in the main building. I don't know how high and mighty Zieghart is."

 "R-Raon!"

Sylvia desperately called for him, but he didn't look back.

"That's why I want to see for myself what kind of place is Zieghart, by participating in training." 

Once Raon finished talking, everyone held their breath and looked at Glenn.

"…"

One of Glenn's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Do you mean that you will judge Zieghart from basic training?"

"That is the only way I can learn about Zieghart right now."

"Then I will have to make sure that the instructor is fully prepared, so that you won't be disappointed."

The room of audience became as quiet as a mouse, as Glenn's red eyes blazed.

"Kuh…"

Being unable to withstand it any further, Raon finally bowed his head. He was only twelve years old, a child who couldn't endure a thousandth of Glenn's pressure.

Yet he didn't give in.

If he kept cultivating the Ring of Fire, and learned an efficient way of handling aura, he would be able to properly stand in front of him one day.

Deciding that he would show that with action instead of word, he clenched his teeth.

'One day.'

 

***

 

Once everyone had left, only Glenn and his butler Roenn remained in the silent audience chamber.

"Did you see?"

"Yes, I saw it clearly."

Roenn nodded his head firmly in response to Glenn's question.

"That boy sure is something."

The corners of Glenn's mouth lifted.

"A twelve-year-old child that confidently talks back while withstanding my pressure. I have never seen something like that."

"It's my first time seeing it, as well."

Roenn smiled, tidying his hair.

"Not only his appearance, but his spirit is also just like my lord's in his childhood."

"Don't say strange things."

Glenn snorted, as if telling him to stop spouting nonsense, but the corners of his mouth lifted even more—like a leaf blowing in the wind.

"Are you going to increase the difficulty of basic training?"

"I shall, because many people have heard."

"Can young master Raon really pass?"

"Participating would already be difficult."

Glenn shook his head without hesitation.

"His condition is better thanks to the elixir, but neither his constitution nor his health is good enough. Maybe he can once he recovers a bit more, but it's impossible for now."

"Then why…?"

"I've already mentioned it. There are no exceptions for those inheriting the name of Zieghart."

"Hm."

Roen licked his lips.

'He is still not honest.'

He could tell, as he had been with him for several dozen years. The reason Glenn called for Raon wasn't to pressure him, but to protect him by showing others that he didn't discriminate against him.

Once Raon failed the training, he would probably give him an elixir and pretend to spare the rod and spoil the child.

Although even Glenn shouldn't have expected Raon to come forth.

"I like young master Raon's personality, but one thing worries me."

"It must be about the collateral and direct line's children."

"Yes. They won't have a considerable reaction, but he will be noticed in a way he hasn't been before. He withstood my lord's pressure, albeit a small amount. Measures should be…"

"There is no need to provoke them. Just watch over him."

"Understood."

Roenn nodded immediately, despite his opinion being different, because Glenn was like a god to him.

"My lord, may I ask a question?"

"Hm?"

"If, by some chance, Raon manages to pass the basic training… What are you going to do?"

"Pass?"

Resting his chin on his hand, Glenn recalled the Judgment Ceremony from seven years ago.

'Golden flame.'

He wasn't sure if it was a coincidence or an accident, but Raon set ablaze the golden flame that only the first head of Zieghart could use.

"That's impossible. However, if there is a one in ten thousandth chance that it could happen…"

He smirked and stood from the throne.

"I will have to reward him accordingly."

 

* *

 

upon entering the annex building, Raon was immediately dragged into Sylvia's room.

"Raon."

Sylvia firmly grasped Raon's shoulders.

"Why did you do that?"

"Hm…"

"Zieghart's training doesn't go easy on children. Your current health won't be able to handle it. You will just get hurt."

Sylvia's voice was faint. Her worries for him made her hands tremble.

"I couldn't bear it."

"What?"

"I'm not sure what emotion made me act like that."

Raon closed his eyes. It was true. Despite living with Sylvia and Helen for twelve years, his emotions were still light, like a pastel blue color.

"But my chest tightens whenever Mom gets scorned in the main building. That's why I wanted to say something."

Because he didn't want to lie to Sylvia and Helen, Raon replied honestly.

"Ah…"

"Young master Raon."

Sylvia's lips parted, and Helen's lips trembled.

"Sigh."

Sylvia released his shoulders and slowly closed, then opened, her eyes.

"Raon, thank you for your consideration. However, you are still young. You don't need to be so thoughtful, not when you are at an age where you should be pampered."

"But—"

"You might not know, but Mommy is pretty strong. I can endure a lot more."

Sylvia bit her tongue to stop her tears from spilling over.

'To such a child…'

Raon was too kind to her. As if he noticed the atmosphere in the household, he didn't act like a spoiled child. He endured by himself, even while sick.

Because he was such a kind and considerate child, she couldn't let him bring hardship upon himself.

"Mommy will talk to Grandfather. If I ask him to postpone the training for just a single year, even he would…"

"I will try… No, I can do it."

Raon shook his head. He did stand up for Sylvia, but there was also another reason.

Basic training was an opportunity for him to train without being considerate to Sylvia and Helen. It would've been absurd to throw away this chance.

"It's true. I can do it, so trust me."

"Whether you can do it or not isn't important! The problem is that your health can get worse."

"Hm…"

Raon narrowed his eyes, seeing Sylvia's worried gaze.

'That's what she meant.'

Their point of view was different.

He was talking about being able to handle the training, and Sylvia was worrying about his health.

Because only the results were important when he was an assassin, he didn't understand Sylvia's heart.

"Then I will give up as soon as my health becomes worse."

In order to lessen Sylvia's worries, he gave her a new answer.

"You don't even say anything when you are sick. How am I supposed to trust you?"

"I promise."

"Haah…"

Sylvia grabbed her head and sighed.

"Lady Sylvia, how about trying to believe in young master Raon for once?"

"Helen, you should also know what kind of child Raon is…"

"It's true that the training is harsh, but the current head instructor has the best insight in Zieghart.  He should be aware of the young master's condition, so he will stop him before it gets any worse."

"Haah…"

Sylvia sighed at Helen's words, and gently looked down at him.

"Raon, can you really promise? You must tell me as soon as anything feels weird in your body, okay?"

"Okay."

Raon nodded firmly.

"I will believe you this once."

"Thank you."

"However, I can't sit here doing nothing."

"What?"

"I'll visit the fifth training ground. I need to give them a warning, at least."

After saying that, she ran from the room.

"Young master Raon."

Once Sylvia left, Helen knelt and met his eyes.

"Never, never push yourself! If it becomes difficult, you must give up immediately. Do you understand me?"

"I understand. You've already said it multiple times."

"It isn't enough, even if I say several thousands of times, let alone multiple times. Young master must remember that you are weaker than other children and abandon your overconfidence."

"I understand."

Because Helen was just as worried as Sylvia, he simply nodded.

'I'm sorry, but I'm never going to be the one to give up first.'

Even if he died from his lungs exploding, he wasn't going to stop. The higher the difficulty, the higher the level the Ring of Fire would grow. It would make both his mind and body stronger.

 

***

 

Raon headed to the small garden behind the annex building.

"It feels so empty after visiting the main building."

Unlike the main building, which had multiple facilities—including an expansive training ground and a fashionable garden—the annex building only had a small garden and a lake.

It was so small that it was impossible to train without being noticed by Sylvia, but it was still an elegant place.

Raon sat down on the chair in the garden.

'The training should be quite difficult.'

Just as Sylvia and Helen worried, his body was still not perfect. Ice remained in his mana circuit, his development was slow, and his stamina was lacking.

Considering how widespread the notorious Zieghart training was, it was safe to assume that even a child's basic training was going to be difficult.

However, he had the memories from his past life, where he went through a hell worse than that. With that memory, he was never going to crumble.

'This is the real beginning.'

If learning the Ring of Fire was the preparation of the land, then the training he'd begin next month was the foundation work to build a house.

In order to construct a tall building later, the foundation needed to be solid.

"I will show them."

'I will accomplish a greater achievement than anyone else from the direct line, so that everyone who laughed at us will shut their mouth.'

'And that bastard, Derus Robert.'

His revenge would be delayed a little, but his real objective was Derus Robert, the Sky Sword Saint.

Until the day he unmasked him and cut his throat, he would never stop.

"Haaaah…"

After looking at the golden sun setting down to the western mountain, he closed his eyes and took the mana into his body.

The Ring of Fire surrounding his heart started spinning violently.


Kapitel 7: Chapter 7

Every single one of them were first-rate organizations, but if asked "which one is the most gallant of them all?", five people out of ten would answer the Striding Steeds.

That Striding Steeds' division leader Karoon Zieghart, who was also the second son of Lord Glenn, tutted with a frown. Zieghart owned multiple powerful armed organizations, befitting their reputation as ruler of the north.

"Didn't you say that he was a patient, one who can't even move properly?"

"Many maids heard the conversation between the Ragged Saint and my lord. He is suffering from a severe illness, for sure."

"I have heard that as well. Just like the last time I saw him, his body wasn't normal today, either. However…"

Karoon Zieghart tapped the desk, which caused not only the desk, but also the whole office, to tremble.

"He withstood Father's pressure."

The pressure that Glenn had emitted at the ceremony could be compared to a firefly, while his full pressure was like the sun.

However, a twelve-year-old, and a sickly one at that, managed to withstand it. It was an unbelievable sight, despite seeing it with his own eyes.

"Would Burren have been able to withstand it?" 

"…"

There was no response, as Karoon seemed to be talking to himself.

"No, he wouldn't."

Burren was his son, who had started to train at the age of seven, and he had frequently fed him high quality elixirs.

And even with such an upbringing, Burren wouldn't have withstood his father's pressure. So the fact that Raon did kept bothering him.

"Sylvia was also very talented, more than anyone."

She was disabled because of her energy center and mana circuit breaking, but her talent was undisputable.

"Is it possible to send someone to the annex building?"

"It will take some time, but it's possible."

The butler, who was waiting in front of the door, nodded.

"Then do it."

Karoon turned away with sparkling eyes.

"Report everything that happens there."

 

***

 

Raon left his room before morning light. After a quick warm up in the garden, he started running near the annex building.

He had said that he would work out in preparation for the training, so no one should've bothered him.

"Huff…"

Although he hadn't been running for a long time, he was already out of breath. His body was much weaker than in his previous life.

"Haah."

He held his breath as he got short of breath. He handled the Ring of Fire while focusing on the simple action of inhaling through his nose and exhaling through his mouth.

Nature's mana was entwined in each breath that passed his lips.

The mana particles, which were fluttering like pollen, ran through his mana circuits to give vitality to his body and suppress the emerging ice.

'It's a good flow.'

Raon nodded. The 'Ring of Fire' was most effective when combined with physical activities. That was why he was able to handle the mana at a level and purity much more superior than usual.

"Huuu…"

His clothes were wet with sweat, and he felt burnt out. However, he couldn't stop himself from smiling from the vitality the Ring of Fire was generating.

"Raon!"

While he was trying to focus more on the bliss of training that stimulated his whole body, Sylvia's head poked out of the window that burst open.

"Why are you overdoing it from the first day?"

"Huff… huff…"

Raon slowed his steps and started panting.

"You're sweating so much! That was way too much!"

"It… It just started."

Breathing heavily, he lowered his head.

'It wasn't a bother. She did well stopping me.'

Sylvia was correct this time. He was more like a patient, so he would've gotten sick if he kept running, despite the vitality from the Ring of Fire.

'I still have plenty of time.'

There was still a month before the start of basic training.

It was enough time to raise the two-star Ring of Fire up to three-star, so he needed to proceed slowly, without haste.

"I'm going to rest in my room."

"How is your body? Does it feel bad anywhere?"

He shook his head at Sylvia, who was looking around his body with concerned eyes.

"No. I think I need to stop for today and rest."

"If you overdo it again tomorrow, I'm going to forbid you from training."

"Don't worry."

Raon smiled lightly and went to his room.

'Now, I shall practice with the vertical ring.'

The Ring of Fire that rotated horizontally developed the body, while the 'Ring of Fire' that rotated vertically developed the mind.

He had been practicing with the horizontal Ring of Fire up to that point, so it was time to practice with the vertical one.

Raon closed his eyes while sitting on the floor. He took in nature's mana with a greater mental focus than when he was running.

 

Bzzt!

 

A flimsy shadow started to form next to the two rings of fire that were rotating around his heart.

 

***

 

Glenn Zieghart left the lord's manor and headed to the fifth training ground, alone.

Upon entering, he could see the instructors strengthening the yellow ground that hundreds of trainees would use.

"Greeting my lord!"

Glenn waved his hand to the instructors' greetings and entered the head instructor's room, located on the periphery of the training ground.

There was a rocking chair in the middle of the messy room, and a man was lying on top of it as if he was dead, a straw hat covering his face.

"Stop pretending to sleep and get up."

"Ugh…"

The man on the rocking chair took off his straw hat with a cloudy voice. The handsome man, appearing to be about twenty years old, got up while yawning. His red hair was loose around his face.

His ears, which pointed up like blades of grass, were different from a humans'. His mysterious appearance seemed otherworldly.

With a beautiful appearance and pointy ears, the head instructor of the fifth training ground wasn't a human, but an elf—the race of nature.

"My lord is the only person against whom my sleeping technique doesn't work."

"The other instructors are busy hardening the ground, yet the head instructor…"

"They are merely following my orders. I'm working with my brain, and they are working with their body, so it's fair.'

"Rimmer, it's been fifty years, but you are still so childish."

"Like the saying goes, humans never change. Oops, I'm an elf."

The elf named Rimmer stood from his chair, giggling.

"Why did you bestow your presence upon me today? Is it because of your youngest grandson, by any chance?"

"…"

Without responding, Glenn stared at Rimmer. As comrades in arms, they seemed to understand what each other was thinking just from meeting each other's eyes.

"Sylvia came to beg, but I didn't expect my lord to also come."

"Did Sylvia?"

"She asked me to take care of Raon, so that he won't get hurt. If my lord also came to make such a request, then you've wasted your time."

Rimmer's playful green eyes became dispirited.

"My lord said that, even as the head of the house, you wouldn't interfere with this training ground. I'm not going to make any exceptions, even if he is your youngest grandson."

"Then so be it."

"I'm sorry?"

Rimmer's jaw dropped as Glenn nodded.

"Don't lower the training's intensity, and raise it as much as you want instead, so that a weakling would drop out."

"You want me to increase the intensity, instead of decreasing it?"

"Yes."

"Then your grandson will fail… ah!"

Rimmer clapped his hands and smiled.

"Wow, it looks like you love your grandson more than I thought. The love that you couldn't give to Sylvia is now going to that child…"

"If you weren't my comrade in arms, your head would be flying right now."

"Uhuhu!"

With a creepy grin, he touched his neck.

"Clearly discriminate gems from pebbles, so that only those who deserve it can receive your training."

"Are you asking me to do a selection test?"

"Use whatever method you prefer."

"Understood!"

"Then I'm leaving."

"Yes, sir!"

Glenn left the place as Rimmer saluted. The instructors were still strengthening the ground as he left.

"…"

Glenn looked in the western direction where the annex building was located, then turned around to walk towards the lord's manor. His steps looked heavier than usual.

* * *

Raon was sitting in his room with his closed eyes. Golden smoke started to rise from his shoulders, which had remained immobile for more than three hours.

[The third Ring of Fire has been obtained.]

 

[The Ring of Fire has reached Three-Stars.]

 

[Your body and soul have become a little stronger with the effect of the Ring of Fire (Three-Stars).]

 

[Strength, Agility, and Stamina have increased with the effect of the Ring of Fire (Three-Star).]

 

[Mana Affinity, Willpower and Energy have increased with the effect of the Ring of Fire (Three-Stars).]

 

[Water Resistance has reached Three-Stars.]

 

[One strand of the Curse of Frost has disappeared.]

 

"I did it."

Raon clenched his fist, looking at the translucent message that appeared in front of him.

 

STATUS WINDOW

Name: Raon Zieghart

Title: None

State: Curse of Frost (Eight Strands), Poor Stamina, Decline in Athletic Ability, Decline in Mana Affinity

Trait: ???, Ring of Fire (Three-Stars), Water Resistance (Three-Stars)

*Additional Abilities have not been unlocked.

 

'Three stars are on a whole different level.'

His body became more perceptive, as if his entire body had been swept up by the refreshing mana, and his mind had become clearer.

With his mana circuit becoming broader, the ice was less painful and the muscles in his arms and legs had started to take form.

'This is certainly more effective now that it's past the novice stage.'

Ring of Fire was at its apprentice stage now that it had reached three stars. Even though he had barely reached that stage, he could feel the huge improvement in his mind and body.

'The status window must have played a crucial role as well.'

The magical message and status window were probably helping the Ring of Fire become way more effective than in his previous life.

'One strand of the Curse of Frost has disappeared, as well.'

He stood and casually moved his body. Feeling as light as a feather, he was confident that he could handle basic training, no matter how difficult it was.

'No, it's more than that.'

It wasn't just about handling the training. He felt like he wouldn't even lose to the so-called genius children of Zieghart.

"Hm?"

While he was so thrilled about it, his stomach rumbled. He realized that he had skipped both lunch and dinner.

'Shall I go eat?'

He left the room and made his way to the dining room. Inside the dimly lit dining room, Sylvia was sitting at the table.

"Why is mom here at this hour…?"

"I've been waiting so I can eat with my son."

Sylvia smiled and patted the chair next to her.

"But it's late."

Although it was way past dinnertime, since he had been forming his third ring of fire, Sylvia pulled out the chair while smiling.

"It's okay. Sit down, quick."

Raon sat down next to Sylvia with an awkward expression on his face.

"Helen."

"Yes!"

Helen's voice could be heard from the kitchen. Soon after, the maids brought out the food, all of which were his favorites.

"Raon."

Sylvia smiled awkwardly, all while pushing dishes towards him.

"Mommy has something to tell you today."

"Something to tell me?"

"Yes…"

She nodded and stayed silent for a while.

"Because Raon is smart, you must've thought it was weird. Why do we live separately, and why do others insult us?"

"Hm…"

Raon put down the fork he was holding. It looked like Sylvia wanted to tell him about the past before training began.

Even though he had a rough idea of what it was, he pretended that he didn't.

"Mommy is a criminal. Despite running away from her responsibilities, she returned and begged for her life."

The start of Sylvia's story was heavier than he thought.

She fell in love with his father, who she happened to meet during her mission. In order to be with him, an average knight, she ran away from the household after breaking her mana circuit and energy center.

"Actually, you had a big sister. She was two years older than you and was named Shia."

"Then, my big sister is…"

"Yes."

Her voice became more subdued, like flowing water at the bottom floor of an underground cavern.

"A cadre from 'Eden' recognized my face and attacked us. There was nothing we could do, as your father wasn't that strong, and I was pregnant with you."

Eden was one of the Five Demons that opposed the Six Kings, where Zieghart belongs. Despite its warm name, it was a monstrous organization with lots of strong people, even more than the kingdom itself.

"Then how did Mom return?"

"My father had secretly assigned a guard for me. Because they stayed away from us, they only managed to arrive after your father and sister were killed."

"Grandfather did?"

Raon narrowed his eyes. He couldn't have imagined that the cold-blooded Glenn would have assigned a guard.

"That's why Mommy is a criminal in this household. I really have no excuse for your grandfather.'

Sylvia lowered her head, and Helen and the maids clenched their fists.

"…"

Raon gently looked at Sylvia.

'Selfish.'

Sylvia was selfish. She ran away from her household's responsibility for her own happiness and came back to beg for her life.

It was understandable why both the direct and collateral lines treated her so harshly.

'However…'

She was the one who gave him a new life, and a love that he had never felt before.

Even if everyone else called her selfish, she was the only mother he had ever known—throughout two lives.

"Mom."

Sylvia raised her head as Raon called her name.

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret?"

"Do you want to return to before you left the household?"

"No, I don't regret it."

Sylvia firmly shook her head. She said that she lived like a human for the first time after meeting father and my sister, contrary to how she had lived like an invisible person in her household.

"But I'm sorry for what I did to you. Because your mom is such a bad person…"

"Were you happy?"

"Yes. I was happy back then, and I'm also happy now."

"Then it's okay."

"Ra-Raon?"

"I'm okay. Don't mind me."

Raon smiled and grabbed the fork once again.

'It's okay to be selfish.'

It was fine if others called her selfish. Even if they called her a runaway, a coward, it was okay if she got insulted.

'But I'm going to take it all back.'

The position of Zieghart's direct line, which she had lost. He decided that he would first get that position back to her, before finishing the revenge that he planned to get.

Sylvia sobbed.

"Young master Raon…"

As a teardrop fell from Sylvia's big eyes, Helen and other maids who standing next to them also started to silently cry.

 

Rattle.

 

Inside the annex building's dining room, the rattling of tableware and sniffing sounds formed an unusual harmony.

 

***

 

After sending Sylvia and the maids back with puffy eyes, Raon returned to his room.

'I should check before going to sleep.'

It seemed to be a good idea to clean his mind and body with the Ring of Fire, which had become three-star, before sleeping.

 

Whir.

 

The rings surrounding his heart rotated and throbbed, as if they were alive.

It certainly looked like the three stars made the rings rotate faster, and the effects on his body and mind were further enhanced.

'This is good.'

Three stars were so effective, despite being the start of the apprentice stage, so it was worth looking forward to how impressive the intermediate stage was going to be.

Raon rotated the rings of fire five times, then went to bed. Just as he was about to close his eyes, after turning off the lights, messages that he had never seen before appeared.

 

[Trait '???' has been activated.]

 

[Trait 'Wrath' has been created.]

 

['Wrath' awakens.]


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