The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 851

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 851

Raon was not embarrassed, but instead chewed the inside of his cheek as he looked at Denier who calmed his eyes.

‘As expected, that person is strange…’

Among Sieghardt’s main characters, the one whose true feelings are most difficult to understand is Denier Sieghardt.

Karun is sensitive and cold-hearted, but has a strong sense of pride in Sieghart, and Balder is ignorant and deaf, but even more than that, he is a man full of loyalty.

But denier is different from those two…

Although he appears to be good and just, he does not step forward when it is really important and instead shows himself as incompetent.

‘It was at its peak during the attack by the White Blood Church…’

It is said that even when the White Blood Cult invaded Sieghart, Denier defended the Gaju battle and killed the senator and a significant number of swordsmen.

Considering his powerlessness as Jeonju and his usual rational way of thinking, it was strange in many ways.

‘If there is Sejak in Sieghardt, it is most likely denier.’

Sif said she would target Glenn next to Aris, but she thought that was impossible…

‘Because the difference in power is stark…’

No matter how much Sif absorbed Aris’ power and achieved transcendence, she is still of a different rank from Glenn.

If you make a surprise attack after draining Glenn’s strength and spirit like Aris, there is an extremely rare chance that you will be able to swing your sword at Glenn, but there is no way Roen or Sheryl will just watch.

In fact, it is impossible to weaken Glenn or let down his guard…

It is unlikely that he will trust Sif, who lost both the Thunderbolt and Aris and returned alone…

‘Then there is only one way…’

Throwing Sif in as bait, and one of the three in Sieghardt taking advantage of the gap. Anyone else would not do it because of Sif’s abilities, but it was a very possible plan for Derus.

-So that mean guy is Sejak?

Lars glared at Denier with anger in his eyes.

‘No, it’s still just my intuition…’

Ever since I was young, strangely enough, there have been times when the images of Derus Robert and Denier Sieghardt seemed to overlap.

Especially when he had to get angry like now, the way he smiled and was patient made me think of his dirty face.

-It’s no big deal…

Lars turned his head and narrowed his eyes…

-If you were a normal person, you would have gathered information, grasped the situation, and then moved slowly…

‘I don’t want to see anyone close to me die anymore…’

Raon chewed his lip· Just as Lars said, his original self made his move after gathering enough information about the other person·

However, after experiencing Rimmer’s death, I realized that there are times when you have to take action even if you are not sure.

The black sword currently in his hand is an important item that has the potential to restore Aris and destroy Derus’ plan.

I didn’t want to hand it over to Denier, whose true nature I couldn’t understand.

“What is this?”

Denier looked at her hands and then raised her gaze to Raon.

“Great Lord of Gwangpung?”

His voice was calm. Even though he snatched the sword he was holding in his hand, he didn’t seem upset, let alone angry.

“It’s just as I said…”

Raon shook his head calmly.

“This black sword is cursed, so no one can catch it.”

“Are you already ignoring me just because you reached transcendence?”

Denier spoke lightly, as if joking. Even now, he didn’t seem angry.

“La, Raon?”

“Master Raon…”

Rather, Balkan and Roen called Raon’s name in low voices.

“Is that possible?”

Raon turned his black sword back and shook his head.

“This black sword may contain a dangerous curse that we cannot understand, so the head of the family has limited the number of people who can touch it.”

He raised his gaze and said that the name of Hyeonmu Jeonju was not among the number.

“Jeonju Hyeonmu, you have a lot of work to do in the future, so I hope you can focus on other tasks.”

Raon bowed politely, telling him to leave the matter of this sword to himself and others.

-Younggamtaeng didn’t say that!

Lars widened his eyes as if he was dumbfounded.

‘Denier doesn’t go back on what the matriarch says. She always just listens quietly.’

-And what if you ask the old man?

‘I don’t care…’

Unlike Karun and Balder, who sometimes complain or criticize Glenn, Denier never comes forward.

Selling the name of the matriarch had no choice but to be eaten.

‘No matter what happens, you can get out in another way.’

I also thought about how Denier would ask Glenn, so it didn’t matter how he moved…

The important thing is to keep this sword out of his hand…

“I already touched it?”

Denier smiled slightly, saying that he had a black sword in his hand.

“You can eat food that falls on the ground if you pick it up within 3 seconds. I grabbed it right away, so it will be okay.”

Raon shook his head, telling him not to worry.

“Are you okay?”

“I even fought Sif with this sword… so even if I got cursed, it would already be too late…”

I looked at the denier and shrugged my shoulders.

“I see… So did you come all the way here to tell me that?”

Denier gently lowered his clenched fist.

“no·”

Raon looked at Roen behind him and let out a small sigh.

“My aunt has woken up and I’m here to tell the others.”

“Sister…”

Denier let out a dull groan and frowned.

“Aris, are you okay?”

Roen lowered his eyebrows as if he was worried.

“Your body…is fine…you fell asleep again…”

“ah····”

“····”

Roen groaned, as if he knew what it meant to say that his body was fine, and Denier turned his heavy gaze.

“You said you’re going to sleep again, so I guess I’ll go later…”

Denier clicked his tongue briefly and turned around.

“Lord Gwangpung, thank you for worrying about me.”

“No, since you live in Jeonju, you should take better care of your body than anyone else.”

“okay? “I think you’ll have to take better care of it now than I do.”

He muttered something unintelligible and stood in front of the door of the drawing room.

“Actually, even if I had seen that sword, I wouldn’t have been able to come up with a solution… I hope you all have a hard time…”

Denier bowed politely to Roen, Balkan, and the Beast League’s shaman Pasiron and left the parlor.

As he walked down the hallway of the Gajujeon Hall, he stretched out his grip on the black sword.

Wow…

Denier briefly curled his mouth as he looked at the piece of black sword shining softly in his hand. It seemed either happy or bitter.

“Is that what happens…?”

* * *

“Young master, what is this…”

Roen blinked as if he did not understand this situation.

“It just happened like that”

Raon shook his head and asked not to ask.

“You seem to be having strange thoughts again.”

Vulcan snorted, saying he couldn’t tell what was going on.

“Yes, please understand”

Raon smiled slightly as he looked at Balkan.

‘I can’t tell you…’

Because it’s still just a feeling…

So far, there is no evidence that Denier did anything or stole any information.

The reason I was suspicious of him was because I couldn’t tell others.

“You are Raon Sieghart…”

The Beast League’s shaman approached Raon and put his hands together.

“The Federation’s Pasiron meets his benefactor…”

He bowed his head to Raon with utmost politeness.

It seemed like he was talking about entering the White Blood Cult and rescuing Yawang Ogram…

“When did that happen? Don’t do this.”

Because it was a long time ago, I shook my hands in embarrassment.

“If I behave rudely to my benefactor, the Lord will rip out my head.”

Passiron bowed his head more deeply, asking him not to refuse his greeting.

“Ha, I guess that’s true…”

Raon smiled awkwardly and accepted Pasiron’s greeting.

“Thank you·”

Passiron bowed his head once more as if he was grateful and stood up.

“So is it impossible to lift the curse on this sword?”

Raon got straight to the point to prevent Pasiron from saying something embarrassing again.

Returning to Sieghardt, he examined this sword, but could not solve it with the magic he knew. The texture itself was different from the magic in the dungeon.

“Whose words are you to reject?”

Pasiron looked at the black sword and shook his head.

“It will take a lot of energy and time, but you will be able to solve it…”

He raised his hand, saying that it was possible to solve it, although it would take a lot of manpower and time.

It seemed as if he was saying that it was possible because it was his request, not someone else’s.

“Then will your aunt’s powers come back?”

“If the curse is lifted, it will return naturally. It is the instinct of water to return to where it came from.”

Pasiron lowered his chin, saying that it was possible as long as the curse was lifted.

“···thank you·”

Raon held Pasiron’s hand and bowed his head. If even the force came back, Aris would also feel a little stronger. All I could say was thank you.

“But I think I need to call more shamans… I don’t think I can handle it alone…”

Pasiron lowered his hand, saying that he would need the power of many shamans to find out the source of this curse.

“You can spend as much money as you want, so please do so.”

“You probably don’t need much money…”

He shook his head and said the money was okay.

“They will also be happy to see their benefactor.”

“Me…?”

“Yes, you will be looking forward to seeing Raon Sieghardt, a swordsman who reached the level of transcendence in his early 20s.”

“transcendence?”

Raon blinked his eyes at the grinning Pasiron.

“It seems you didn’t know…”

Pasiron tilted his chin as he looked at Raon’s round eyes.

“Right now, rumors about Raon are spreading across the continent.”

* * *

Glenn returned to the throne room and buried his back deep in the throne.

“Whoa…”

Is it because Roen isn’t even there… I let out a long sigh without even realizing it…

‘I’m tired…’

I feel dizzy to the point where I wonder if something this mentally difficult has ever happened.

I didn’t think it would be strange if I passed out right here and now…

‘but····’

There have been many times when colleagues have died, but this is the first time a family member has stabbed a family member…

Sif stabbed Aris, killed Rimmer, and eventually died at the hands of Raon.

Aside from the process, a close friend died, a grandson killed a grandson, and the mother was mentally broken, so it was not unusual for her to become depressed as well.

It was especially sad that there was nothing I could do for Aris, who had barely woken up, and my heart was breaking.

“Haaa…”

Glenn sighed deeper, leaned his head against the throne and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.

It was a time when I didn’t have the strength to go to bed, so I just closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep.

Chijijijijijik!

Glenn frowned as he looked at the sparkling blue window in front of the pillar of Gajujeon.

That window is a video conference magic created by Chamber and the magic tower master.

Sparks continued to fly as they were asking permission to open the image.

“What’s going on again…?”

Glenn briefly clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers, and the four spears that had been suppressed shot out at the same time.

“Glen!”

“Matriarch Sieghart!”

“Old man!”

“Well, is that real…?”

The images of Ogram the Demon King, Recross the Sword of the Sword, Chamber the Grand Wizard from the movie, and Larian the Tower Lord came to mind at the same time.

“What do you mean?”

Glenn’s chin was shaking with bewildered eyes because he didn’t expect the four transcendental beings to talk while glued to the screen like that.

“Raon! “Has that guy really reached transcendence?”

Ogram put his hand down, telling him to speak quickly.

“I contacted you because of that too. Has the Great Master of Gwangpung really reached transcendence? “Rumors are spreading all over the continent!”

King Recross said he was curious and swallowed dryly.

“Grandpa! Why are you keeping your mouth shut! “Has our Raon really become a transcendent?”

Chamber took a long sip with the word “we” in front of Raon.

“Well, we’ve been talking all day… It’s the first time wizards have chanted a swordsman’s name…”

Larian blinked his eyes repeatedly, saying that only Raon’s story was going on in the magic tower.

“It would be the first time in the history of the continent that he became a Grand Master in his early 20s. What a transcendence! “It’s hard to believe it, even if it’s Raon.”

Chamber tapped the blue screen repeatedly, asking me to speak quickly.

“No! Raon is possible! “That guy has different talents than us!”

Ogram showed his expectant eyes with confidence…

“···after·”

Glenn laughed as he looked at the four Transcendents with their faces poking out as if they were going to burst through the screen.

I don’t know where the rumor came from, but it seemed like only the story that Raon had ascended to transcendence, excluding Rimmer’s death and the loss of Aris…

“Stop laughing and just answer!”

Chamber opened and closed his mouth by making a mouth shape with his hand, asking me to speak.

“Yes, it’s true…”

Glenn looked at the four people one by one and nodded…

“Raon has stepped into the realm of transcendence…”

“Ooooooooo!”

Ogram raised both fists and roared as if he had turned back into an animal.

“Huh, the history of the continent… no, the history of the entire dimension has been rewritten…”

Rekros laughed as if he couldn’t believe what he heard…

“Of course it’s our Raon! “I knew you could do it!”

Chamber smiled and waved as if he had forgotten what he had said about his disbelief.

“W-I want to research…”

Larian took a long sip, saying that he wanted to study Raon, who had achieved an impossible feat.

“after····”

Glenn was caught off guard as he looked at the four people showing various reactions.

‘Is it that good?’

Usually, when you reach transcendence, you become insensitive to most things in the world. When I saw them being so excited and making a fuss, I laughed without knowing it.

‘No, actually, that’s how you should react…’

At Raon’s age, just being promoted to Grand Master should cause an uproar across the continent, but he has reached transcendence.

Because of Rimmer’s death, we were unable to send a proper congratulatory message, but it was definitely a great event, and it would not be strange for rumors to spread throughout the continent and a festival to be held…

“Isn’t this enough to give us an advantage even if we start an all-out war?”

Ogram laughed, saying that he doesn’t think he will be defeated in power anymore.

“It will only be advantageous if you recover… How do you know how many transcendents are hiding over there? Well, the reason Raon reached transcendence is a slope… a slope…”

Chamber chewed a lollipop, shouting that it was a good thing.

“Well, does Raon have a girlfriend? “There is a true man in the Raman tribe who holds two bulls in one hand.”

Ogram rolled his eyes and said that he would introduce me to a really nice woman.

“What nonsense! “We have a child with ties to Raon!”

“She’s not a cheesy person!”

“It’s different now! “People have completely changed!”

Chamber shook his head, saying that Raon’s partner was in Balkar.

“A wizard suits a prosecutor…”

Larian rolled his eyes, saying that there were many good women in the Magic Tower.

“ha ha ha!”

Glenn burst out laughing as he watched Ogram, Chamber, and Larian fighting over who should be Raon. Hearing Raon’s praise, he felt like the depression and fatigue that had oppressed his heart had gone away a little. The child was always the one who made him laugh.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Tell me if Raon has a girlfriend…”

Chamber and Ogram frowned, asking me to speak.

“Not yet····”

Glenn smiled slightly and shook his chin resolutely.

“You can’t give it to anyone!”

* * *

Dawn, when the wind blows away the night…

Raon opened the door to the 5th training hall and went inside.

‘All the lights are off…’

In the past, the lights in the training hall were often turned on even at dawn.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but it seemed like Rimmer had prepared it for me…

‘He was such a condescending person…’

Rimmer struggled to understand the small details, but he did not say anything important and kept his mouth shut.

When that person left, the gap felt so big…

-Still, it looks a little better than before…

Lars let out a long yawn and shook his head.

‘I feel at ease…’

The more I grieved, the more I insulted Rimmer, so I made up my mind.

-It is a good attitude. Death is inevitable for those who fight with a sword. It is right for those left behind to focus on carrying on the will of those who left and moving forward.

‘I know·’

-The main king is the monarch of the demon world and has many subordinates…

“Nyan!”

As Lars straightened his back and was about to tell his story, a cat jumped down from the top of the fence.

-Something like an insignificant cat is stopping the king from speaking? Tearing up the feed…

“Raon!”

The cat opened its mouth narrowly and shouted Raon’s name.

-Kyaaaaaaa!

Lars rolled his eyes as if he was surprised by the sudden words and fluttered like a freshly caught fish.

“Merlin?”

Raon narrowed his eyes at the cat. Since there were no cats around here, he thought it was Merlin from the beginning.

“what’s the matter?”

“The order is complete…”

The cat with Merlin stuck out its paw.

“Let’s wake you up!”