Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

Rain had made significant improvements to his cart, providing it with two distinct methods of propulsion: wind and electricity. These options catered to different needs and circumstances.

Wind-Powered Mode: Using the power of the wind was the simpler of the two. Rain employed his wind magic to manipulate a sail attached to the cart. By controlling the direction and strength of the wind, he could push the cart forward. While this method was reliable, it lacked the speed required for certain journeys.

Electricity-Powered Mode: The second mode, driven by electricity, was more advanced and demanded a deeper understanding of magic. Rain had modified the cart to include a component that, when activated, converted magical energy into a force that propelled the wheels.

To set this in motion, Rain had to channel his mana into a specific part of the cart, essentially turning it into a conduit for magical energy. This energy then moved the wheels.

However, Rain faced a significant challenge with this method. Precisely controlling his mana to become electricity required finesse and practice. While he had made progress, he recognized the need for further training to master this aspect of his magic. He just had to use more mana when using wind magic, but the control was still difficult.

Rain did some research on lightning magic but felt people actually had used it in the history of the human kingdom.

In any case, when Rain arrived at Branden's house, he confirmed that he didn't interrupt another time that he was with his fiancee. It was mid-morning, so it made sense. Regardless, Branden showed a difficult expression when he arrived in his office.

"What is wrong?" Rain asked. "It is rare to see you so troubled."

"... You should sit down first," Branden said while pointing to a chair in front of his table. "I have had news."

"Bad news to whom?" Rain asked.

"For both of us," Branden replied and then looked to the side. "Recently, word about a new tribe of magic people began to spread… People call them dracos. Humanoid beings of the size of humans that look like dragons. They showed up near the border where our fortresses are being constructed."

"So they are like werewolves?" Rain asked.

"Most likely… they didn't show their power yet, but it is clear that they know that we know that they must be strong since, thanks to you, we found them," Branden replied. "There are also rumors about the fact that the dragons are having a hard time facing the magic people about them."

Rain mulled over the possibility that if the same method used to grant draconic abilities were replicated, it might lead to dire consequences. He couldn't shake the concern that those affected might lose control, eventually transforming into rampaging dragons.

The uncertain factor was whether these transformed individuals could retain their self-control. Nevertheless, the chilling reality was that if they were to lose control near the border, the results could be catastrophic. The enemy forces would seize upon any opportunity for widespread destruction.

"I take it that the top brass isn't that Willing to invade the magic people's lands any more thanks to this," Rain said.

"That is right, but that isn't all," Branden said. "The magic people sent an emissary two days ago with the terms of a truce that will make both of our countries unable to attack each other. However, they demand a few things in exchange for that since they think that they still have the upper hand."

"Let me guess, my head?" Rain asked.

"My head, too," Branden added.

Rain was acutely aware of the ironic fate that often befell wartime heroes, only to be branded as mass murderers in times of peace. He had already anticipated such a scenario and had formulated contingency plans. However, with Branden's imminent inclusion in the royal family, the likelihood of them accepting the magic people's terms grew increasingly slim.

Rain also grasped the grim reality that negotiating on this front was an uphill battle with the magic people. It became clear that, in their eyes, achieving a truce would necessitate the removal of both Rain and Branden from the equation.

"His Majesty wouldn't accept this for many reasons. That is why the magic people sent two other offers," Branden said.

"I will pretend that he considered that my life was worth keeping," Rain said.

"... The next offer was that someone from the royal family had to go to their capital and sign the papers," Branden said after a long sigh. "They knew that His Majesty or Her Majesty wouldn't go. The prince is too young, and he is the future king as well, so they know that Esmeralda will go. They also demanded that only two escorts could go with her."

"When did they become that cunning?" Rain asked. "I suspect the smart ones from their side didn't join the war in the frontlines."

In recent times, Rain had become something of a celebrated hero in the capital. His noteworthy feats and formidable skills had earned him respect and admiration from many quarters, elevating his status as a prominent figure in the city. During his stay in the capital, there were few others who could boast a similar level of recognition.

Branden, always the shrewd strategist, saw the potential in Rain's newfound fame. As he made preparations to accompany his fiancée on her journey, he recognized an opportunity to capitalize on Rain's heroic reputation.

Branden intended to request Rain's presence as an escort, knowing full well that having such a renowned hero at their side would not only boost their prestige but also enhance their safety.

In contrast, despite holding a high-ranking position as a member of the royal guard, Revan might not possess the same physical prowess as Rain. His years of service might have steered him more towards ceremonial duties and administrative responsibilities rather than maintaining combat proficiency.

Rain, on the other hand, had diligently continued his training, ensuring that he remained a formidable combatant.

"What is the third option?" Rain asked.

"... What is the best way to forge alliances?" Branden asked.

"... marriage… oh, boy…" Rain said.