Chapter 978

               

“So, the person who sent this is…”

Raon read the letter that had arrived from the Flying Swallow Guild, and Wrath’s hymn, which had been echoing through the room, abruptly stopped.

“W-What letter is that?”

Olga slipped out of the prison between Yua and Rensia and crawled to his side. To seize such a small opening, she must have really hated singing.

“I explained the meeting’s contents to you, right?”

Raon asked, nodding his chin to check if she remembered well.

“Yeah. You said you were going to start with the Dragon Lair to draw out the Four Demons.”

Olga nodded, saying she remembered perfectly.

“It’s about that part.”

Raon stroked the head of the white swallow that had brought the letter and smiled faintly.

“The first dragon we need to find has to be strong enough to be trusted by the Dragon Lord and also active outside. It seems like they’ve found someone who fits the bill.”

He turned the letter upside down and showed it to Olga.

[I know a dragon that perfectly matches the conditions you want. Come to Mirtan Village as soon as you return. -Vulcan.]

The letter itself was sent by the Flying Swallow Guild as express, but the content was written by the Continental Artisan Vulcan.

“Vulcan is…”

“Zieghart’s blacksmith. The Continental Artisan who made my sword.”

Raon licked his lips, grasping the Heavenly Drive that gave off a heavy sensation.

“I know him too.”

Olga let out a low groan as she looked at the Heavenly Drive.

“He’s a highly renowned figure among the Continental Artisans. He made the Sword of Thunder, after all.”

Olga nodded, saying that he was known as the artisan who made Glenn, the strongest on the continent’s, Heavenly Tremor.

“However, it doesn’t seem like Vulcan knows the information about the dragon we’re looking for.”

Raon narrowed his eyes again as he reread the letter.

“What do you mean?”

Yua blinked, as if she didn’t understand the meaning.

“If you look at the contents of the letter, it says, ‘I know a dragon.’ That means someone else knows, not him.”

It was clear that Vulcan didn’t know the dragon himself, but had found someone who did.

“Ah, that’s right!”

Yua nodded, saying she understood after reading it again.

“Who could know that information? It must be one of the blacksmiths.”

She tilted her head, looking curious. As a swordsman of the Light Wind Palace, she wanted to hear as much information as possible since she had to fight dragons.

“I think I have a rough idea who it is.”

Raon folded the letter and briefly licked his lips.

‘It’s probably Borgos.’

The blacksmiths of Mirtan Village were born and raised there, and were protected by Zieghart, so they had no reason to clash with dragons.

The person who was most likely to know the dragon he was looking for was Borgos, the leader of the Gray Hammer Guild who came from outside.

‘What kind of lizard is it?’

The locations of the dragons known to the human world were all identified through the black market.

Since there wasn’t one that fit the conditions among them, it seemed like it was a guy hiding somewhere.

-Dragon, huh….

Wrath stared blankly at the letter and slowly opened his mouth.

-What color will it be? A plump red? A refreshing blue? A savory gold? Whatever it is, I want to eat it roasted whole!

He was already drooling as if a whole roasted dragon was being grilled in front of him.

‘Ha….’

He couldn’t believe that a hymn for such a Demon King existed, and a sigh came out involuntarily.

‘No, wait. Did he make it himself, so that’s why?’

Whatever the case, the guys under Wrath must have lived a difficult life.

“T-Then we should go quickly!”

Olga nodded fiercely, urging them to return to Zieghart quickly.

“No.”

Raon grabbed Olga’s wrist as she turned to run away.

“We need to resolve things here first. The dragon isn’t going to suddenly run away.”

He pulled Olga back to her spot, telling her to get ready again.

“Damn it! Goddamn it!”

Olga bit her lip with a face as dark as if she wanted to die. She seemed half out of her mind because of the childish lyrics.

“I know it’s hard, but you have to do it.”

Two more days had passed since the last meeting. It was hard to keep people tied down any longer, so they had to complete the song as soon as possible and erase the Divinity left by Raphael.

-Don’t sing if you don’t like it!

Wrath trembled as if he had been insulted.

-Others are dying to sing it!

‘Who’s dying to sing it?’

Raon tilted his head, looking at Wrath. No matter how he thought about it, there didn’t seem to be any demons who would be disappointed not to sing that song.

-T-There are, anyway!

Wrath shook his head, insisting there were. The Demon King seemed to be lying at times like this.

“Hoo…”

Olga let out a heavy sigh and raised her head.

“Okay, let’s do it. There’s no choice.”

She finally seemed to accept her fate and plopped down next to Yua.

“Don’t worry! I’ll make sure to engrave the lyrics so you never forget them!”

Yua raised both fists, saying that once she memorized the lyrics, she could never forget them.

“I’ll cheer you on!”

Rensia massaged Olga’s shoulders, telling her to cheer up.

“Y-Yeah. Thanks. But I definitely don’t want to never forget them….”

Olga shook her head, saying she wanted to forget them as soon as this was over.

“Then from the beginning again! Feeling the sparkling Shining, going into the darkness of Dark, into the chilly Ice….”

Yua recited the lyrics of Wrath’s hymn, urging them to start again.

“Ugh! F-Feeling the sparkling Shining, going into the darkness of Dark….”

Olga bit her lip but didn’t run away and began to memorize the lyrics of Wrath’s hymn.

“I-I’ve memorized it all.”

She raised her hand after memorizing the lyrics, as if she didn’t want to hear them anymore.

“If you’ve memorized it all, I’ll teach you the song now.”

Yua stood up, saying that the real beginning was now.

“Sparkling Shining….”

The moment she put melody into the childish lyrics, the air in the room, which had been filled with laughter, changed.

Hwaaaaaaa.

A faint blue light bloomed around Yua, enveloping her. It was as if blue forget-me-not petals were fluttering from head to toe.

“Huh…?”

Olga loosened her scrunched-up expression and gaped. She had an expression as if she couldn’t believe it.

“Wow!”

Rensia widened her eyes, surprised by Yua, who was sparkling with blue light.

‘As expected….’

Raon clenched his fist, listening to Yua’s song that seemed to melt his chest.

‘Yua’s talent is real.’

She was originally talented in music, but after receiving Roenn’s education, she seemed to be able to sing any song with deep emotion now.

-It’s not just emotion.

Wrath snorted, looking dumbfounded.

-Pineapple Girl has grasped the true meaning of the hymn to this king!

He trembled his eyes, wondering how she could have such talent.

‘It’s a bit unpleasant that she’s singing Wrath’s hymn, but….’

Raon clenched his fist, looking at Yua singing happily.

‘This is going to be a success without even seeing it.’

* * *

The next day.

Numerous people gathered in the royal capital of Vulcan, looking up at the sky.

Their pupils were blank, as if filled with emptiness, and they were all people who had been charmed by Raphael.

“I don’t know if it will work.”

King Lecross let out a low groan, looking at the people gathered in the royal capital.

“After listening to the song beforehand, the lyrics were a little, a little strange….”

He scratched his cheek, saying the lyrics were hard to understand.

“Strange? I liked it because it was easy to understand!”

Ogram nodded vigorously, saying he liked it.

“Honestly, it wasn’t good. He’s so simple-minded.”

Chamber let out a short sigh, saying the lyrics were definitely weird.

“The lyrics must be important for a song that affects the mind….”

Larian licked his lips deeply, looking at the royal castle. He was usually listless, but he seemed full of interest in this kind of thing.

“Let’s watch with warm eyes for now. The Lord of Light Wind Palace has never disappointed us.”

Xanthos shook his head, saying that since things had come to this, it wouldn’t make much difference even if they moved after things went wrong.

“That’s a good mindset.”

Glenn patted Xanthos’s shoulder, as if he only liked his words.

“As he said, now that we’ve come this far, we have no choice but to trust Raon. I can’t cut off Raphael’s charm from the souls of all of them either.”

Glenn said to trust Raon and trembled his hand in his sleeve. Unlike his words, he seemed full of worry.

“There are definitely friends who send unconditional trust to the Lord of Light Wind Palace.”

King Lecross gestured to Glenn’s right.

“I wonder what kind of way he’s going to surprise us this time?”

Burren licked his lips, looking forward to it.

“Since the Celestial race was causing trouble, is he suddenly going to summon the Demon King?”

Martha rubbed her hands together, saying that the Demon King’s Advent might happen.

“How about Rakshasa’s Advent…?”

Runaan blinked, saying that Martha could just fly away herself.

“Shut up! You!”

Martha frowned, as if she had never been in a good mood, and rushed at Runaan.

“Those two are starting again….”

“Right. They’re like sisters who grew up together now.”

Dorian and Krein shook their heads, looking at Martha and Runaan fighting with their fists.

“Will he go back as soon as he restores the people?”

“Maybe?”

“Another training hell will unfold.”

Not the executives, but even the swordsmen of the Light Wind Palace were not worried about Raon, but only talked about what would happen after their return. It meant that everyone completely trusted Raon.

“Looking at those children, I feel like I’m starting to have faith in the Lord of Light Wind Palace.”

King Lecross drew a deep smile, saying that he felt a trust deeper than life.

“Everything’s good, but how long do we have to wait?”

Just as Ogram yawned largely, looking bored, Olga, Yua, and Raon climbed onto the tower erected in the center of the royal castle.

“They’re here!”

“The Lord of Light Wind Palace has gone up!”

“It’s starting now.”

“What has the Sword Emperor prepared?”

The people looked at the top of the tower where Raon was standing with eyes mixed with expectation and doubt.

* * *

“Let’s start.”

As Raon smiled and nodded, Yua and Olga moved to the end of the tower.

“I’ll only trust you.”

Olga looked at Yua with warm eyes, saying she would follow without a trace of doubt.

“I’ll trust Unni too!”

Yua also lightly shook her clenched fist, saying to take care of her.

“Then.”

“Yes.”

Yua and Olga closed their eyes, putting their hands together as if offering a prayer to God.

[Aaaaaaaa.]

The start was Olga. She spread a sacred melody with a voice imbued with Divinity, as if praising God.

[Aaaaaaaa!]

Following her was Yua’s turbid voice. Her voice, which was originally more beautiful than anyone else’s, stretched out with a ferocity like the soldiers of the battlefield.

The faithful hymn, as if a choir had been gathered, and the fierce hymn, as if military discipline had sprung up, harmonized like one song.

[Feeling the sparkling Shining, going into the darkness of Dark, into the chilly Ice….]

Yua’s high notes soared as if piercing the sky, and Olga’s heavy middle notes supported the bottom, raising the song’s perfection to the extreme.

‘Now it’s my turn.’

Raon took a short breath and raised the Ring of Fire, Glacier, and the Authority of <Wrath>.

Hwaaaaaaa!

The emotion of Wrath blooming through Glacier’s frost permeated between Olga and Yua’s melodies, creating a deep blue light.

Paaaaaaa!

Eight wings made of frost feathers bloomed behind Olga and Yua.

A brilliant light, no less than Raphael’s, bloomed above the two people’s shoulders, drawing the shape of an Archangel.

Olga and Yua’s voices continued even more enchantingly, spreading not only to the royal castle but to the entire royal capital of Balkan.

Kuuuuung!

In the very place where the Archangel Raphael had charmed the people, the hymn of the Demon King exploded like the drums of a high mountain.

[The Wind of Wind touches the Sky of Sky….]

Thanks to Yua and Olga’s beautiful harmony and the direction he had created, even the childish lyrics resonated in people’s hearts like a poem that would never exist again in the world.

-I-Is this this monarch’s song?

Wrath widened his eyes as if he couldn’t believe it himself.

-Really? Is this happening? Is it working?

He couldn’t close his gaping mouth, as if he himself, who had made the song, was shocked.

‘Hmm.’

Raon stood blankly and shook his head.

‘I almost fell for the song too.’

Yua and Olga’s aria was so enchanting that even he, who had provided the support, almost fell for it.

If he stood blankly, he felt like he would end up praising Wrath without realizing it.

‘Let’s concentrate a little more.’

Thanks to Yua and Olga continuing their perfect harmony, the song’s perfection was further enhanced. Now, if only he could come to his senses, he could create results beyond expectations.

Hwaaaaaaaa!

Raon operated an even deeper Wrath and Glacier to support Olga and Yua’s song.

The two people’s song fell above people’s heads with a cool yet friendly light, as if it had been cast with an absolute magic that transcended transcendence.

Chiaaaaaang!

As the hymn of the Demon King was completed in the center of the human world, a blue light flickered in the blank eyes of the people who had been charmed by Raphael.

-I-It really worked!

Wrath clenched his fist, looking at the people shaking their heads as if they were coming to their senses.

-Finally, this monarch’s song is spreading in the human world! It will definitely become a trend!

He raised the corners of his mouth, looking pleased.

‘I don’t like it a little, but there’s no choice… hmm?’

Raon sighed, looking at the excited Wrath, and then frowned.

‘What is it?’

As if they had really heard Wrath’s words, the people opened their lips at the same time.

[Feeling the sparkling Shining, going into the darkness of Dark, into the chilly Ice….]

The entire crowd began to sing along to Wrath’s hymn.

However, because everyone opened their mouths together, unlike when Olga and Yua sang, it didn’t feel like a hymn, but shook the earth and sky fiercely as if it had become a military song.

-This is it!

Wrath gasped and raised both fists.

-Yes! Let it resonate more! This king’s song must be raised vigorously like this….

It was when Wrath was smiling and shaking his fists.

[The Demon King’s hymn has spread to the continent.]

[All stats increase by 20 points.]

[Military song <Demon King’s Eulogy> is created.]

[The characteristic is….]

The reward message for spreading Wrath’s hymn immediately came up.

-Uh….

Wrath blinked, looking dumbfounded, and then screamed.

-Stop it!!!