The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 849
The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 849
“Mr. Derus…”
Kubara knelt next to Derus’ right side.
“It is said that both Beorn and Bardiel were attacked by Raon Sieghardt, who ascended to transcendence. Why…”
According to the report sent to Derus, the plan to rob Aris of his power was a complete success, but Bardiel and Beorn were killed by Raon Sieghardt, who ascended to transcendence.
There is information that has already been confirmed, but I don’t know why he came here in person…
“I can’t believe it…”
Derus furrowed his brows as he looked at the empty lot in front of the dungeon, where even the blood seemed to have been completely charred.
“Even if Bardiel is not a combat expert and Beorn has not adapted to the power of Aris, it does not make sense for him to be defeated by Raon Sieghardt, who has just reached transcendence.”
He shook his head, turning Bardiel’s feather in his hand to gray ash.
“It would be more realistic to say that the demon living in his body came out.”
Derus lowered his eyebrows, saying that he needed to find out a clear process and result for future plans.
“Even so, Bardiel shouldn’t have lost Beorn here, because he needed a discard card to break Glenn Sieghart’s head.”
He chewed his lip with his white teeth as if he was irritated.
“Raon Sieghart… No, Raon…”
Derus Robert recalled Raon’s name and drew a smile as dry as parched earth.
Sticky blood dripped from the wound on the back of his hand.
“You are blocking my path and hindering me until the very end.”
The air is distorted by Derus’s anger. The earth shakes as if it were a howl, and the shadow assassins and shamans tremble all over, holding their necks as they cannot breathe.
“De, Derus-sama…”
Kubara, too, could not bear Derus’s terrifying energy wave and blood spilled from her lips.
“after····”
After calming down the anger and frustration welling up from deep within his soul, Derus captured the energy that had spread throughout the island.
“Search… Don’t miss even the smallest trace, find everything…”
He sent half of the shamans and assassins into the dungeon, and ordered the rest to investigate the open space.
“S-sorry…”
After an hour, a middle-aged man who appeared to be the leader of a group of assassins approached Derus and knelt down.
“It seems like everything around here has been burned down, so there isn’t even a trace left.”
He bowed his head, saying that there was no information that could be salvaged in this land.
“Mr. Derus…”
An old man with an old robe wrapped around his shoulders stood in front of Derus and lowered his staff.
“There are no traces that can be removed by magic. It seems that even the magic remaining in this vacant lot has been erased by fire.”
The old man narrowed his eyes, saying that there seemed to be an excellent shaman among Raon’s group.
“I was only able to hear this side of the story…”
He raised a gray mist over his grip, saying he had summoned spirits from another place.
“It is a spirit living deep inside the forest, and it is said that the blonde human killed the winged human and the red-haired human here…”
The old man couldn’t see the details of the situation because he was far away, but he lowered his head and said that that part seemed certain.
“The winged man is Bardiel, and the red-haired man is Beorn…”
Kubara sighed briefly…
Slowly…
Derus clenched his fist so hard that his bones cracked.
‘Raon Sieghardt·’
I want to kill you right now…
Since his identity has already been revealed and it is clear that Raon is inhabited by demons, I thought that his survival would be of greater help to the cause.
However, when Beorn, who had prepared for a long time and invested an astronomical amount of money, died in vain, his anger soared to the point where he wanted to cut off Raon’s head right now.
‘The second blade is broken, so I have no choice but to sharpen the first blade.’
There is no time to prepare a hand like Beorn again. I felt like I had no choice but to give strength to the guy who prepared from the beginning.
Tsk…
It was when Derus briefly clicked his tongue and frowned. The assassins and shamans who had entered the dungeon returned.
“Mr. Derus…”
A middle-aged man who appeared to be the leader of the assassins who entered the dungeon approached Derus and knelt down.
“It is impossible to go inside because the cavity has collapsed. If you forcefully dig up the soil, the ground will collapse, making it impossible to enter.”
He shook his head, saying there was no way in at all.
“I looked into the magic circuit inside the dungeon just in case, and there were traces of time being adjusted by forcibly twisting magic power.”
The leader of the assassins lowered his eyebrows, saying it seemed like someone other than the shadow shaman had touched the spell.
“Ha, then was it true that the time in the dungeon was controlled using magic?”
Derus let out a laugh as if it was absurd…
His eyes sank dryly, and flesh bloomed from his fingertips…
“Even if a demon resides in it, its adaptability and growth speed are mysterious…”
Derus chewed his lip, calming his boiling heart.
“From now on, Raon Sieghart’s danger level will be modified to that of the leader of the Five Hwanggoma. If you encounter him in the future, avoid him unless there are unavoidable circumstances.”
He acknowledged Raon once again and let out a red breath.
“I’m going back…”
Derus gazed intently at the land where the blood of Beorn and Bardiel seemed to have been burned, and then headed toward the port.
“····”
Kubara swallowed dryly as she watched Derus’ back move forward with a calm momentum, as if her anger had subsided.
‘You stay calm even in this situation…’
Derus prepared Beorn for a long time as one of the cards to neutralize Glenn.
Even though he gained a lot from his physical experiments, there was another most important role, and it was surprising that he maintained his senses like that even though the card disappeared in vain.
It was enough to send goosebumps up my spine…
‘I’m getting more and more scared…’
I felt a fear creeping up from within my soul about a person named Derus Robert… no, I couldn’t even tell if he was a person anymore…
When Kubara and the assassins arrived at the port town, feeling a chilling sensation as if their souls were being constricted, they saw fishermen near the entrance preparing their nets in preparation for the early morning work.
“uh? “Why are you coming there this early in the morning?”
“Your complexion doesn’t look good, are you okay?”
“Did you meet a monster?”
The fishermen put down their nets and approached, as if they were worried about the pale-faced Derus.
“····”
Terus said nothing and passed by the fishermen.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The moment his feet touched the village entrance, the fishermen’s heads exploded like firecrackers.
“Aaaahhh!”
“What is this…”
Two young vigilantes who were guarding the village also screamed before their bodies were torn and they turned into a lump of blood and sank.
Jerbuk·
Blood flowed behind the path Derus was walking on, and buildings collapsed. It was a disaster itself that brought death just by breathing.
“Aaaahhh!”
“Save me…”
“What on earth is this?”
Those who barely survived knelt down and trembled, as if they couldn’t believe that the village they had lived in all their lives had turned into hell.
Jerbuk·
As soon as Derus stepped onto the edge of the harbor, a magnificent wave rose up as if it would reach the sky and covered the entire village.
The surviving humans and the collapsed remains of the house were all swept away by the strong waves.
“eww····”
Kubara looked at Derus’ back and pressed her lips down.
‘You have become stronger…’
Derus killed people, destroyed buildings, and caused tsunamis with just his thoughts. He grew beyond his own imagination. If he continued like this, he thought he would be able to catch up with Glenn in a short period of time.
However, Derus did not believe in his own power, and constantly gathered information and devised schemes to exploit the enemies’ weaknesses.
That kind of cool-headedness was more frightening than his strength…
“I’m coming back…”
Derus let out a low breath, feeling a little relieved, then opened the dimension and disappeared…
“····”
Cubara calmed down her nauseating stomach and followed behind him.
Huuuuk·
The island where Derus and the shadow left seemed to have been uninhabited from the beginning, with only the sound of waves lapping.
* * *
“Matriarch…”
Raon approached Glenn, who was watching the smoke at the crematorium.
“thank you·”
He placed his hand on his chest and lowered his head.
Glenn read Rimmer’s last letter and asked Sieghardt’s craftsmen to build a new crematorium.
Because it was a crematorium just for Rimmer, all I could say was thank you.
“It’s not for you to say thank you.”
Glenn calmly shook his head.
“The problem is that guy who bothers me until the end…”
He let out a short sigh, saying he wasn’t going to just have the last one.
“That’s right, why would you want to become the wind!”
Balkan, who personally worked on the crematorium from beginning to end, snorted.
“Thank you too, father-in-law…”
Raon smiled slightly and bowed his head to Vulkan.
“It’s okay… I had a relationship with that guy before you, so it was something I had to do…”
Vulcan said there was no need to say hello and waved his hand.
“Still, I didn’t know it would go this way…”
He licked his lips bitterly, as if he had not yet come to terms with Rimmer’s death.
“Master-in-law…”
Raon approached Balkan and put his hands together.
“I’m sorry, but can I ask you one more favor after the funeral?”
“ask?”
“Yes, I am planning to take Master’s sword to Seifia, but I would like you to take a look at it before that.”
Rimmer’s sword is one of Seifia’s sacred items.
I wanted to keep it in Sieghardt, but it was the right thing to do to bring it with me on the way to announce his death.
“Okay, I guess you thought well.”
Glenn nodded, saying it was a good idea, as if he hadn’t thought about it that far yet.
“Well, it’s difficult…”
Balkan nodded calmly, saying it was no big deal…
“However, I need to look at the black sword that stabbed Aris first, so bring it later.”
“All right·”
It was when Raon bowed his head and said thank you.
Tddudeudeuk!
The door to the crematorium opened, and Cheryl, with dark circles under her eyes, came out holding a white jar.
“Now I’ll ask you something…”
Cheryl said she would leave the future work to me and handed over the jar with trembling hands.
Actually, I wanted to go in there and collect the remains, but I gave in because I thought I knew the relationship between Cheryl and Rimmer.
“thank you·”
Raon took a deep breath and received the jar. It was heavier than its actual weight. It felt like Rimmer’s soul was inside it.
“Then let’s go…”
Glenn climbed up Bukmang Mountain, chewing his lip slightly. He stopped in front of a tiger-shaped rock about halfway up the mountain.
“He liked leaning his back against this rock and watching you guys…”
Glenn smoothed the back of Tiger Rock with his trembling hands.
“If you let him go from here, he will be satisfied…”
“hmm····”
Raon stood next to Tiger Rock and looked down.
As Glenn said, the 5th training ground was looking cool…
“Raon, start…”
Glenn slowly lowered his chin to begin the final part of the funeral.
“yes····”
Raon nodded and carefully opened the lid of the jar.
After staring at the white ashes powder for a long time, I opened my lips heavily.
“Buren…”
“huh····”
Burren closed his eyes, then opened them, grabbed the powdered ashes and sprinkled them into the air.
“Thank you so much…”
He summoned a wind blow, flew his rimer, and politely bowed his sword.
“Martha”
“····”
Martha came out without a word and took the ashes in her hand.
“Goodbye. There were many times when I didn’t like it, but I don’t think I’ve ever had a teacher like you.”
She chewed her lips until they bled and sent Rimmer away with a gust of wind.
“Runan…”
“Huhuh…”
Runaan came forward with tears still hanging from her eyes.
“You can sleep as much as you want there… my nap buddy…”
She eventually let Rimer leave with tears in her eyes.
“Dorian…”
“yes····”
Dorian nodded and clutched the powdered remains of Rimmer…
“Thank you, I will live with a smile on my face without forgetting the unit owner, and I will protect those children.”
He lowered his head and said that he would continue to visit the orphanage in the future and let Rimmer fly away.
Now it seemed like I had let go of some of the pain in my heart.
“Damn you, Master!”
Crane screamed and sent Rimmer, and the infant and Julius cried again and managed to sprinkle the ashes…
As everyone in the Gwangpungdae sent Rimmer away, they buried his soul in their hearts so that it could be taken out at any time.
“Master…”
Raon raised Garunua, the wind of Limer·
“You said it was a class to organize conversational characters. I want to be your disciple even if we meet again.”
The last remaining remains of Rimer were sent towards the 5th training ground.
Whoa!
The green wind that wrapped around the remains passed by Raon and Gwangpungdae once before departing for a distant place.
-I feel a little more comfortable now…
Lars nodded, saying his expression seemed to have improved.
‘okay·’
Raon nodded as he looked at the green wind floating away and rising into Sieghart’s sky.
‘Because you saved me until the end…’
Rimmer did not want to continue to mourn his death, but hoped to move on.
I shouldn’t have stopped, even for his sake…
-Now····
‘Yes, I need to practice…’
Raon nodded and smiled slightly.
-Not that, you bastard! Now keep your promise!
* * *
After finishing Rimer’s funeral, Raon practiced swordsmanship in the open space in front of Bukmangsan Mountain.
As if warming up, I used all sword techniques one at a time, from basic sword techniques to Raon Sieghart style sword techniques, and then lowered my head towards the tree on the right.
“You can come out now…”
“hmm····”
Glenn walked out from behind the tree and cleared his throat.
“You can’t fake it by climbing to the top. It won’t be fun.”
He licked his lips regretfully.
“If grandpa had decided to hide, he wouldn’t have been found.”
Raon smiled slightly and shook his head.
“Okay, are you okay now?”
“I think I’m getting used to it little by little…”
If I hadn’t seen Rimmer’s will, I would still have been sick, but knowing his sincerity made me feel a little more at ease…
“Grandpa, are you okay?”
“Did I let go of only one or two people while I was at this age? But…”
Glenn shook his head as he looked at the thin moon.
“It hurts a little this time…”
He shook his head, saying honestly, it’s not easy.
“···Yes· That’s right·”
Raon bowed his head heavily.
“Still, it would be right to let him go for his sake.”
Glenn took a quick bite and looked at Raon.
“How does it feel to have reached transcendence?”
“It still doesn’t feel real. When I reached transcendence, I felt like I could do everything, but now I just feel more familiar with mana.”
“That’s the basics…”
He nodded calmly·
“A state where the mana I possess and the mana of Mother Nature communicate and me and heaven and earth become one. The realm of transcendence is where you can achieve anything you want. You have reached transcendence by accumulating ten thousand swords, so you will be able to do more than anyone else. ·”
Glenn smiled slightly as if he was looking forward to the future.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“In the meantime…”
He lightly stretched out his hand…
“How about sparring?”
“…Am I with grandpa?”
“Okay, I’ll do it in moderation, come.”
Glenn extended his hand forward as if he was sincere.
“All right·”
Raon nodded. Sparring with Glenn was an opportunity and opportunity to demonstrate his abilities to the fullest. I was just grateful that he told me first.
“then····”
Just as I was about to move, I saw Labawin running from the annex.
“Raon! omg! “Was the head of the family also there?”
Rabawin was scared and tried to bow his head to Glenn.
“Okay, what’s going on?”
Glenn shook his head, blocking Lavawin’s greeting.
“Aris-sama…”
Lavawin bit his lip and raised his trembling gaze.
“Aris has woken up…”