Requiem Of A Failed Hero



Raith had stopped him before he could concede defeat. 

He dropped his hand, dissolving the ice weapon he had created into ordinary cold air. 

He looked at his hand which was cold and covered with frost. 

"I will not disappoint you, master." Balam declared with a more determined look. 

Whoom

His body began to burn with flames, likewise his hair. His eyeballs thinned in as his lips spread wide across his face.

Mok Jae-Hwa gulped.

'What is wrong with me... I totally underestimated Raven. I of all people should have none best' 

He gritted his teeth inwardly, he had been the first to discover Raith's potential but he still couldn't tell properly the extent of Raith's strength. 

He had made his judgment of Raith's skill by carefully analyzing after observing his stance. Besides his mental analysis skill had never been wrong. 

What he did not know was that someone who didn't fear being hit or dying had no reason to put up his defenses. 

Raith was not down to the basics, but those were not the reasons why he didn't have a Castle wall defense, it was because he didn't see the need to. He needed to get beat and die to grow. 

Why would he then stop himself from dying? 

Mok Jae-Hwa had not understood this part about Raith. 

Balam shot forward propelled by fire that spiraled around him as he sailed through the air. 

Raith spun into the air, meeting Balam midair. A gigantic ice sword formed from the pommel out of thing ice and continued to the tip as Raith swung the sword, scraping the sleek wall of the gym and smashing Balam with the ice sword. 

The entire building shook as Balam exploded everything with his flames. Clouds of smoke scattered everywhere but Balam soon shot out of it unscathed. He aimed directly at Raith with a blazing fist ahead of him. 

"Flash" 

Raith disappeared from his view. He turned around midair but was too late. 

Raith dropped an elbow slam on him from back, smashing him into the ground. 

'He became even faster'

It was impossible to follow Raith's movement, for a demon such as him. If he couldn't do it, no one would be able to. 

"Wow. Raith has become very strong." Mok Jae-Hwa mumbled beneath his lips. 

He was a witness to Raith's crazy fight with the wyvern but then he had a lot of help from his death soldiers. Mok Jae-Hwa had not seen him fight alone like this, except in the footage with Turner and their duel together. 

Compared to those times, Raith was better. 

"We'll stop here..." 

'It's a pretty useless skill' 

That was his evaluation of the frost weaver art. It didn't feel different from using an ordinary skill. Why then did the asura place so much difference between art and skill? Was he doing it wrong? Or is it a thing that is not just meant for him? 

"Yes, master." Balam felt maltreated, he wanted a chance to land a blow of his own. He was sure he would have had Raith if it wasn't for his speed. 

Still, his response was genteel. 

'Flash on the other hand... now that is what I mean by a good skill' 

Raith grinned and nodded his head. He had been looking for a way to increase his speed without the dependence of stat. The movement skill infused in Bal, he could only use them while using Bal. 

He needed something of his own and this was it.

'I wonder how fast I'll get when my stats go up' 

"Mok Jae-Hwa!" He called, turning to the frozen statue on the sidelines. 

"Y-y-yes!" 

Mok Jae-Hwa belatedly responded as he broke free from his stagnancy caused by the shock of seeing Raith's speed and power as he slammed Balam into the ground. 

"We will be leaving with the people..." 

"Leaving to where?" Mok Jae-Hwa asked, a tinge of concern in his tone. 

"To the cold continent. I am going to make it a favorable place for the people to live and we are going to own it." 

"Ha..." 

What Raith said made no sense, but Mok Jae-Hwa was not going to make the mistake of misunderstanding Raith twice.

"...okay then. But the cost for planes..."

"Don't worry about planes, I will talk to Slyvia."

"Okay..." 

'What will she do though? Does a dragon have money for planes?' 

Mok Jae-Hwa said internally, taking a last look around at the state of the gym from a few minutes of brawls between a human and a demon. Dents here and there scratched the wall. 

'I have to get stronger...' 

Mok Jae-Hwa picked up his pace and met with Raith and Balam who were already at the entrance of the gym, going outside. 

—

After a few minutes. 

Raith and Slyvia were seated opposite each other, Min Ho gently served the dragon lady a cup of tea and left them to each other. 

Every other person had vacated the mini parlor for both of them. 

"Speak human, what do you want to see me for." She said with a majestic tone, putting one leg above the other. 

"It seems you have been enjoying your time here." 

"Hm! You have indeed built something great here. But you still have a long way to go. The people look promising, are they the ones you want to take to Antarctica?" 

"Yes." Raith nodded.

"I told you, no one can survive in a weather such as that one." 

"Which is why I'm going to create a sun" 

The dragon paused, her hand slowly went back and dropped the cup of tea it was holding. The following second she burst into a loud laughter slapping her leg on the ground.

Raith who found nothing funny kept a straight face. 

She took her time laughing and came to a stop slowly. Her faze fell on Raith's straight face as she stopped laughing, seeing his face she realized:

"Oh, you have finally run mad." 

"I have not run mad, it just annoys me that you think I can't do it." 

Her eyes became serious as they narrowed. 

"You are serious?"

"Why would I joke about something like that?"

"Human..."

"Raith"

"Hell in no way I will say such a vile word. Don't interrupt me..." She glared at him and continued, "...you can't create a sum. That is a pipe dream." 

"In case you don't know, even my existence is a pipe dream. I am going to create a sun. However, I need you to do something for me."

She folded her arms, "Do not ask absurd favors from me. What is it you want?" 

"Help me teleport the people to Antarctica."