The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 890

Chapter 890

As soon as Raon heard that the Iron Corps had sent an emergency request for assistance, he ran straight to the audience room.

“I see you, my lord”

He got up from his throne and knelt down to Glenn, who was looking out the window.

“Get up”

Glenn slowly turned his back and gestured for me to get up.

“thank you·”

Raon bowed his head to Glenn once more and got up.

“I heard that the Iron Corps sent an emergency request for assistance.”

“It looks like the non-reciprocal host spoke first.”

Glenn nodded calmly as he looked at Chad standing behind Raon.

“As you said, we received an emergency request for support a little while ago. It’s not as bad as the Gwangpungdae, but the Cheoljeondae has also accomplished a lot of growth while carrying out difficult missions, so it’s rare for them to request support first.”

He lowered his eyebrows, holding the letter that seemed to have been sent by Travin, the Iron Lord.

“I guess that means it’s a difficult mission.”

Raon let out a heavy breath.

“The mission originally given to the Iron Troops was not difficult.”

Glenn shook his head, letting out a short breath.

“What was the original mission of the Iron Corps?”

“It’s reconnaissance.”

“reconnaissance····”

Raon opened his eyes wide at the unexpected mission of the Iron Troops.

‘So something serious happened during the reconnaissance?’

Reconnaissance missions are tedious and time-consuming as they only cover the Sieghart area, but they are not that dangerous.

I was anxious about what was going on and had to send an emergency request for assistance.

“If you leave Sieghart’s territory and go northeast, there is a nomad village called Bodri. It was originally quite a large place, but it has grown even larger now as people who lost their homes and villages in the war have gathered there.”

Glenn suddenly brought up the story of Boduri Village, which had nothing to do with Sieghart.

“Yes, I know”

He nodded, as he too had seen the village of Boduri from afar.

“The Iron Troops are about to return to their home after completing their reconnaissance mission, but they’ve asked for help in stopping the monsters.”

“If it were the Iron Lord, of course he would have said he would help.”

Raon smiled faintly as he thought of Travin’s face.

‘Of course I would have followed’

Travin is a person who did not ignore me even when I was weak and of low status, and acknowledged me as a prosecutor.

Even if nomads who were not part of Sieghart had asked for help, they would have gladly accepted it.

“Yes, I said I would accept it because you asked for my permission first.”

Glenn smiled as he reported first, as befitting Travin.

“Your Majesty···”

“If even that village disappears, there will be nothing left for the nomads.”

He nodded as if it was something that was natural.

“Yes·”

Raon lifted his lips slightly as he felt the warmth rippling in Glenn’s dry eyes.

“The first report said that a small number of monsters kept appearing. They weren’t that strong, so we said we’d deal with them and return. But···”

Glenn put down the letter Travin had sent him at first and opened the letter that seemed to have arrived this time.

“They say that monsters are endlessly coming up from the land that is now dyed purple.”

He lowered his eyebrows deeply.

“They say that they have been pushed back to the village because they keep coming back no matter how many times they are killed. They say that they asked for help because if time goes by like this, the nomads’ homeland itself will disappear.”

Glenn read Travin’s letter and folded it in half.

“A monster appears from the land dyed purple···”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the letter Glenn had folded.

‘One of three?’

The Birth of a King, Black Tower or Eden

There was a possibility that a new king would be born and monsters would gather there, and there was also a possibility that he would start a fight in Eden or the Black Tower.

I thought I wouldn’t be able to know the cause until I saw it in person.

“Actually, it has nothing to do with Sieghardt. It doesn’t matter if you send the order to return to the Iron Troops.”

Glenn told me the current situation in a cool voice.

“Will you still go?”

He bowed his heavy eyes as if asking about his true intentions.

“Yes, I will go.”

Raon nodded without a moment of hesitation.

“It’s not Sieghart’s business right now, but it could soon be ours. And there’s a chance that Oma might do something, so it’s right to stop it in advance.”

Even if it happened outside of the Sieghart area, it could become your business someday. It was right to stop it before it got any bigger.

“I heard that the Iron Lord wanted to come to Gwangpungjeon, but he already asked me to do a mission to produce results. I like it.”

Raon bowed his head, asking for this mission.

“is it·”

Glenn warmed his cold face with a smile as if he was pleased with Raon’s answer.

“As you said, it is right to cut off dangerous buds before they grow any bigger.”

He nodded calmly and lowered his hand.

“Actually, I could have given this mission to the Heavy Moojeon, but since the Gwangpungdae will be eating from the same pot as the Cheoljeondae, I thought it would be best for you to go.”

Glenn smiled faintly as he told me why he had called him.

“I think so too. Thank you for calling me first.”

Raon bowed his head with his hand on his chest.

‘It’s a perfect opportunity.’

It was almost certain that the Iron Troops would enter the Gwangpungjeon, so it seemed like a good opportunity to check out the new subordinates’ abilities.

“As the lord said, Gwangpungdae will take on this support mission.”

He bowed to Glenn and told him that he would accept the mission.

“This is an emergency request for assistance. You don’t need to report to me separately. We will depart as soon as we are ready.”

He waved his hand as if telling me to go quickly.

“I’m also leaving for a mission in two days, and you’re just as busy as I am.”

Cheryl tilted her chin slightly as she said she wouldn’t see me for a while.

“Have a safe trip·”

She waved her hand thinly, saying she would see you later.

“Heh heh heh”

Roen came forward with a hollow smile.

“I don’t think you need any advice, Your Majesty. I just hope you have a safe trip.”

He bowed his head cautiously as if asking for Travin’s favor.

“then·”

Raon greeted Glenn, Roen, and Cheryl in turn and left the audience room.

“I used to feel a little uneasy about that back view······”

Roen shook his head briefly as he looked at the door through which Raon had exited.

“I feel reassured right now. No matter what happens to the Iron Troops, I feel like they’ll be able to save them safely.”

He laughed, saying he didn’t know Raon’s back would become so sturdy.

“I felt the same way too.”

Cheryl nodded, holding her left wrist with her right hand.

“When Raon stood in front of me during the last mission, it felt like he was looking at the Lord. He seemed like he wouldn’t give up no matter who the enemy was.”

She smiled faintly, saying that there was no need to worry about the iron fence.

“Khuh-hum!”

Glenn felt good about Cheryl and Roen’s compliments to Raon, and he slightly turned his ankles as if dancing.

“It’s not that bad, I can do my job no matter where I put it.”

Contrary to his seemingly humble words, he could not hide his bright expression as if he had turned on the lights.

“When we were sparring a while ago, he was able to move his body even after being hit repeatedly with lightning strikes. He still seems immature, but if he gains more experience, there won’t be many who can stand above him.”

Glenn was licking his lips, saying that the only people above Raon now are the leaders of the Five Emperors and the Five Spirits.

“My lord”

Chad, the non-concert leader, approached the podium and bowed his head.

“On the way to pick up Laon, another report came in.”

He bowed his head and held out a white envelope from his bosom.

“A letter from an agent who monitors Shinjuoryeong.”

“Shinjuoryeong····”

As soon as Glenn read the letter Chad gave him, his warm-colored eyes sank.

A cold aura emanated from around him, fitting so well for his name as the King of the North.

“Are you going to make a stupid choice in the end?”

* * *

As soon as Raon left the audience room, he returned to the five-armed combat unit.

The Gwangpungdae inspectors also heard Chad’s words, so they all remained in the training ground and waited.

Raon went up to the stage, facing the hardened face of Gwangpungdae.

Burren, Martha, and Runaan stood upright in front of their respective groups, while Mark Gotten stood at the edge of the stage, his hands clasped in front of him.

“As you have heard······”

Raon looked down at the Gwangpungdae inspectors with calm eyes and opened his lips.

“The Iron Corps has sent a request for support. If they were to ask for emergency support, it would clearly be a dangerous mission, considering that they would be able to resolve any problem on their own.”

He clenched his jaw, saying that it would definitely not be an easy mission.

“But, the Iron Troops also ran to us without looking back when we were in danger. This time, it is our turn to help them.”

Raon placed his hand on the Jecheon Sword, saying that it was time to repay the debt he had received.

“You’re saying the obvious. No, even if that’s not true, I have to go!”

Martha nodded her head vigorously, shouting that if they were from the same family, they should help unconditionally.

“It’s strange to hear the word family coming out of your mouth.”

Burren looked at Martha and smirked.

“But that’s true. It’s right to help your colleagues no matter what situation they’re in.”

He clenched his fists, saying that he had to save her even if it meant risking his life.

“I cried a lot when I heard that Travin and Raon died···”

Runaan nodded, saying that Travin was really sad when he went missing.

“Now it’s our turn to help····”

She hugged the newly forged snow, saying that she really wanted to help.

“Is it the east? The horsefly trees that grow there are good because they are strong and resilient!”

Dorian laughed, saying that he should grab some supplies while he was there.

“You seem to be more into popular things these days?”

Crane shook his head, saying that he was increasingly incomprehensible.

“There are ghosts that just take things and use them, so you have to take them when you have the chance!”

Dorian stamped his foot, secretly cursing someone.

“Sir Mark Gotten”

Raon ignored Dorian’s words and called Mark Gotten.

“I guess I’ll have to go to the new island and get it adjusted.”

“of course·”

Mark Gotten smiled faintly, saying, “It’s okay.”

“It went well. I wanted to have a real fight after just practicing, so I think this will be a good opportunity.”

He said it was better and nodded leisurely. It really did seem like the bowl itself had gotten bigger.

“Then, after we finish preparing to leave, let’s gather here by evening.”

“yes!”

The stormtroopers shouted as if they had been waiting and ran to their lodgings and homes.

-Ugh····

Las watched the windmill leaving and let out a low exclamation of admiration.

-Those guys have grown quite a bit. They say that if you look at them for a long time, you become attached to them. It’s not bad.

The boy nodded, saying that thanks to his teachings, the windmill had grown well.

‘Well, that’s not entirely wrong.’

Raon smiled and nodded.

‘But why are you so quiet?’

-What are you talking about? The king has always been reserved.

Lass nodded, saying that his nickname was the Silent King.

‘Saying shit like this…’

-Look, you’re talking shit to the king!

The guy waved his hand up and down, telling me to cancel.

‘Don’t talk nonsense like the Silent Demon King, you suddenly went on a mission and didn’t say anything.’

It was strange that the guy who would normally be complaining about the food he eats while sleeping on the streets was so quiet.

– Since you kept your promise to the king, shouldn’t the king also be patient?

Lass waved his hand, saying that he was holding back since he had kept his promise to eat whatever he wanted for ten days.

‘Wow, I thought you could think of something like that?’

Raon patted Lass on the head and gave him heartfelt praise.

-Hmph, the king is the ruler of the demon world! What we give and receive is swords!

Las snorted with a blush on his face, seemingly delighted at being praised.

-But isn’t this the time for you to be thinking about the King?’

‘What does that mean?’

Raon tilted his head while looking at Las.

-Your older sister. She’s having fun learning swordsmanship from you, so if you tell her to leave, she’ll say it’s great!

Lass smiled as if he was looking forward to Sia’s expression.

‘ah·’

Raon swallowed dry saliva as he thought of Sia’s face.

‘ruined····’

* * *

Because it was an emergency support mission, the entire Gwangpung Squadron gathered at the 5th Armed Forces before evening even set in.

When all the inspectors were standing in front of the stage in an upright posture, Raon opened the door to the training room and came in.

“uh?”

Burren watched Raon climb up onto the platform and fluttered his eyelids.

“Oh, my lord, my head…”

He let out a sigh as he looked at Raon’s head, which was bent up like a swallow building a nest.

“Is this Sister Sia’s work?”

Martha giggled as if she knew it.

“This time, I think I got bitten a little less.”

She waved her hands, saying, “Thank goodness.”

“i envy you····”

Runaan licked his lips, saying that he was jealous of something he didn’t know.

“As expected of Sister Sia! I said that only Sister Sia can defeat the Great Lord!”

Dorian pounded his chest, exclaiming that it was cool.

“Even though you are my older sister, I didn’t know you would be treated like that. Isn’t that right, Dokkaebi-sama?”

Crane spoke to the goblin, saying that it was the first time he had seen Raon in such a weak state.

“Keuhheum······”

The monster, who would normally have been pitiful, coughed in vain and turned his gaze away, knowing that he too was weak against Sia.

“stop·”

Raon stood at the end of the stage with his blond hair brushed back like Glenn’s.

“As I said, this is an emergency support mission, so there won’t be much time to rest. You’ll have to keep running, so be prepared.”

In the past, it would have been inevitable to allocate rest time, but in the current Gwangpungdae, everyone was a master, so even sleep time could be reduced to a minimum.

“This support could be the last mission for Gwangpungdae, so I hope it ends well.”

Raon nodded while making eye contact with each of the Gwangpungdae inspectors.

“All right!”

The inspectors of the Gwangpungdae all stamped their feet and roared.

“Then let’s go”

Raon came down from the stage and walked through the center of the lined-up Gwangpungdae.

The inspectors he passed by followed him and had a shape similar to a sword.

Even though they had not yet completed the examination, they were able to encourage each other. The advance of the Gwangpungdae was accompanied by a strong and sharp energy wave that matched the sword power they had accumulated.

* * *

Laon and the Gwangpungdae moved through the dimensional gate to the end of the Sieghart area and then moved east.

Most places can be reached within a few days by using the dimensional gate, but the area where the iron fence passed was outside that area, so they had no choice but to run all night.

Thanks to limiting sleep time to two hours and eating Nadine bread while listening to Las’s tantrum, I was able to arrive at the destination half a day earlier than the time requested by the Iron Corps.

-Ahhh····

Las shook his head, wiping his tongue with his hand.

-I can stand not being able to sleep, but I’m going crazy because of Nadine’s bread! It’s so tasteless! How can bread taste like rubber?

The guy was rubbing his tongue hard, as if he was going to die.

‘There’s not much left now·’

Raon lightly patted Las’ head as he whined like a puppy.

‘If you put out that urgent complaint, you’ll be able to eat a proper meal. Just hold on.’

He could eat Nadine bread for the rest of his life, but since Lasna and the other inspectors were having a hard time, he felt he needed to rest first after arriving at the village.

‘still····’

Raon smiled faintly as he watched the Gwangpungdae inspectors climbing the mountain behind him.

‘You’re holding up well.’

In the past, they would have been physically and mentally exhausted and would have shown it on their faces, but now, no one showed any signs of fatigue and they were climbing the mountain with firm steps.

-Even those little kids are coming up, so if they say it’s hard, they should just run away.

Las snorted as he looked at Yua and Julius, who had brighter complexions than the others.

‘yes·’

Yua and Julius followed behind with brighter faces so as not to burden their seniors.

Because of those kids, the inspectors could never look tired.

“Once you get over this mountain, you’ll see the village. Just try harder.”

I climbed to the top of the mountain first, encouraging the wind blowers.

“uh···?”

But the village of nomads that should have been in the east was nowhere to be seen.

Phew!

The mountains and grasslands where the village should have been were filled only with a gloomy purple sea.