The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 416

Episode 416

Raon smiled as he saw Lars flicking his tongue at Limer.

‘I think it would be fun if the two of us met.’

I naturally smiled at the anticipation of what would happen if Lars and Rimer met.

‘Do you want to fight like children?’

As I was imagining the conversation between Rimer and Lars, Wendy Arian came up to the arena.

She approached Rimmer and bowed at a right angle.

“Lord Gwangpungdan. Thank you so much.”

At first, I thought he was crazy about money because he said he wanted to open a gambling board in the arena, but it was a very big misunderstanding.

Raon and Limer seemed to have made this gamble plan to provide financial support for the Aryan family.

‘As expected, Sieghart is also a fanatic.’

There were a lot of bad rumors about Rimmer, but I think they were all nonsense.

After Raon, I was thrilled to meet a hero in succession, so my hands naturally energized.

“Heh heh heh…”

Rimer nodded his head with a benevolent laugh as if possessed by Loen. Tears that had pooled in his thin eyes fell.

“To donate such a large amount…”

“The Aryan family will never forget this grace!”

“I will serve you as a benefactor from now on!”

“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The newly appointed officials of the Aryan family also bowed their heads to Limer and cheered.

“Heh heh heh…”

Rimmer nodded again with a mischievous laugh.

“Let’s rinse it off!”

“Whoaaaa!”

“Thank you, Rimer!”

Wendy and the executives rinsed Rimmer and thanked him once again.

“Heh heh heh…”

Rimer floated in the air and then came down, only drawing an empty smile.

It looked as if the person was completely out of order.

“Benefactor?”

“Rimer?”

When people tilted their heads, Raon approached Rimer’s side.

“You’re happy because you’re a person who likes donations from the beginning.”

“Oh, you see!”

“also!”

“It is not easy to donate, but you are amazing.”

Not only Ariane’s executives, but the audience also raised their hands in praise of Rimer again.

“Well, I’ve heard that too.”

One of the executives smacked his lips while looking at Rimer.

“A while ago, a friend of mine said he saw Rimer-nim donate to an orphanage.”

He muttered something that couldn’t exist and smiled warmly.

“donation? Not theft?”

Raon looked at Rimer and narrowed his eyes.

“Has Danju ever personally donated? Aren’t they the same name?”

It’s a ridiculous story, but I didn’t know, so I asked Rimer.

“I don’t know. men and horses!”

Rimer turned his head and went down the arena. He waved his hands as if to take care of the rest.

“bank!”

“yep!”

At Raon’s call, Dorian jumped up and jumped up onto the arena.

“Are you done counting?”

“of course!”

Dorian nodded after skimming through the ledger as if he were really the head of the bank.

“Then give Wendy-nim Danju’s donation.”

“All right.”

He took out a gold coin from his belly pocket and handed it to Wendy Aryan and the officers.

“Ah…”

“I really don’t know how to say thank you…”

Wendy and the officers were speechless as they looked at the heap of gold coin pockets.

“Contact the Sepia store and tell them to make a deal with Ariane. It’s an opportunity to monopolize the finest grapes and blueberries. I will rush to you.”

I smiled as I saw that the Aryan family, which could be considered an alliance, and the Sepia Company would be connected and a stronger relationship would be created.

“Your Highness Lord will like it too!”

Dorian nodded coldly and took out the communication bead he had received from Sanghoeju.

“Gwangpungdan! Gwangpungdan! Mad Wind!”

“no! They call them mad dogs these days!”

“Rabid! Mad Dogs! Mad dogs!”

The audience raised their voices in praise of the Gwangpungdan who saved Ariane and donated a lot of gold coins.

“It’s not a mad dog, it’s a frenzy, you bastards!”

Marta’s eyes lit up as soon as she heard that she was a mad dog.

“Aaaaaagh!”

“I’m a girl! Sieghart’s demon dog!”

“I am not the devil! It’s Raon!”

She jumped into the audience and caused a commotion, but it was only a minor accident.

Everyone present smiled and enjoyed today’s festivities.

‘Oh, except for one person.’

The only one who didn’t laugh was a red-haired elf, squatting in a corner, weeping blood.

“Ouch my money. My flower path…”

He bit his lip as he looked at the bundle of gold coins Dorian had taken out.

‘Now it’s time to keep the promise I made with the Sword Demon… Um?

Raon tried to approach the Sword Demon, but stopped.

‘That’s…’

Muston, who was behind the sword demon, was glaring at us with bloodshot eyes.

‘There’s one more guy who doesn’t laugh.’

I couldn’t hear it properly, but it seems that the Sword Demon didn’t criticize Muston after the Dalian, but rather encouraged him, but it didn’t seem to work at all.

It didn’t generate momentum, but the malice in his eyes became stronger than before.

‘I’ll have to step on it properly.’

Thanks to becoming the highest level master, I was confident that even if Muston showed off his skills, he would be able to defeat him without too much difficulty.

I think I’ll have to sort it out by pressing it with force.

“Lektar-sama.”

Raon approached the Sword Demon while leisurely receiving Muston’s sharp gaze.

“It is over.”

The Sword Demon nodded and gestured toward his dorm.

“Have a cup of tea in a quiet place.”

* * *

The Sword Demon swept down the teacup and raised his gaze. I caught my breath while watching Raon sipping tea across the street.

‘No matter how you look at it, they look alike…’

If you change Raon’s hair and eyes to brown and blue, respectively, it looks similar to him.

‘Especially when fighting, the expression was exactly the same.’

It wasn’t a calm face like now, but when Raon fought with all his might, it felt like he had come back and swung his sword.

The world is so wide that there can be people who resemble them to some extent, but it was difficult to think of a case that was similar to this level other than blood.

“Lektar?”

“Big!”

At Raon’s call, Rektar came to his senses and cleared his throat.

“I’m sorry. I was thinking about something else for a while.”

“no. it’s okay.”

Raon shook his head calmly.

‘He looked a little lonely.’

Just now, the sword ghost looked sad, not like a sword ghost, but like an old man who revealed his age.

Seeing that you said it was a different idea, it seems that you have fallen into old memories for a while.

‘What question are you asking?’

It’s not a request, it’s not a rematch with a student, but I’m not sure what his intention is when he says he’ll ask only a few things.

“Don’t think it strange, just listen.”

“yes.”

“Can I ask you something about your father and mother?”

“Mother and father?”

“That’s right. I want to know what kind of people they are to have raised you so well.”

With calm eyes, the sword demon smiled awkwardly, saying that it was amazing how armed, mental, and even human beings were created at the age of 20.

‘Humanity…’

The Sword Demon seemed to know that Muston’s personality was broken.

Seeing him ask for advice for such a disciple, I liked him even more.

‘Because it’s not really a secret.’

The fact that he was Sylvia’s son had already spread, so it wasn’t too difficult to tell.

“My mother is Sylvia Sieghart. Originally Sieghart’s swordsman, he now lives a normal life. But more than a prosecutor, he has a strong heart and makes everyone feel comfortable.”

Raon spoke honestly about his feelings and thoughts about Sylvia.

“You said Inseong a while ago, but to my shame, it was thanks to my mother that I got the nickname Hyeop.”

Sylvia told me that she wished she could become a swordsman for others like the old swordsman Sieghart.

“…Right.”

The Sword Demon swallowed his silence and nodded.

“And who is your father?”

“It may sound a bit strange, but I don’t know my father very well.”

“I do not know?”

“yes. He died before I was born, so I never got to see him.”

“The Lord is dead…?”

The Sword Demon’s voice was calm, but his lips trembled slightly.

“how? Are you sick?”

“It’s a bit difficult to explain to outsiders, but you were murdered.”

“…”

The Sword Demon closed his eyes. His shoulders, which seemed to be as strong as steel, felt pitiful like branches.

“To be honest, I haven’t even heard your name because my mother never talked about my father.”

“Did we get along badly?”

“no. He said that the two of them were better than anyone else. He must have been considerate of me, fearing that I would feel the vacancy of my father greatly.”

Sylvia laughed when she told the story of her father, but at the same time, her complexion became sad.

It was hard to see that sad expression, so I deliberately didn’t ask her name.

“To put it in my mother’s words, my father was an idiot. He was tall and had excellent swordsmanship, but he said that he was not a famous swordsman because he had no talent for aurors.”

Raon brought up the story about his father that Sylvia had been kind to before.

“However, my father said that a person becomes stronger when he stands in front of others with a sword for the sake of others. It must be because of my mother, who was influenced by my father, that I started to think of others the way I do now.”

Having lived as an assassin with a worn-out personality in her previous life, if it wasn’t for Sylvia, she might have become a monster with a broken heart somewhere like Muston, the disciple of the Sword Demon.

Meeting Sylvia and the people of the annex was the best luck.

“…”

The Sword Demon looked at the teacup set down on the table without a word. A few drops of tea water remaining on the floor seemed to evaporate.

“I’m really sorry, but do you know who killed your father? Please.”

“…Eden.”

“Right.”

He clasped his hands together and bowed his head. His fingertips, which had been firm even when the swords were facing each other, were trembling slightly.

“Um…”

Raon touched his lips as he looked at the sword demon, who seemed to be in danger somewhere.

“Are you familiar with my father?”

The behavior of the sword demon right now was thought to be related to his father.

“Not yet.”

The Sword Demon calmly shook his head, perhaps controlling his emotions in the meantime.

‘Not yet?’

I’m not sure what that means.

‘Well, it doesn’t make sense to know with this level of explanation.’

It’s even more strange to be acquainted with my father even though he hasn’t even told me his name.

“Can I ask you one more favor?”

The Sword Demon took a short breath and raised his head.

“Tell me.”

“Can I go with you when you go back to Sieghart?”

“Are you trying to see my mother?”

“There is something I would like to confirm a little about your father. I swear I won’t harm anyone.”

He said the swordsman’s oath as he placed his right hand holding the sword on his left chest where his heart was.

“I’m planning to stop by the lower castle instead of going right away. Is that okay?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“If you are coming as a guest, it will be fine.”

The Sword Demon wasn’t his enemy, and even if he had a relationship with his father, it didn’t seem like such a bad feeling.

It was not that difficult to invite him as he was of great help this time.

“Thank you. Really…”

The Sword Demon raised his gaze. His plain eyes were clear, but it felt as hot as a strangely heated iron plate.

“no. Departure is in 5 days. Please prepare in advance.”

“Okay.”

He nodded and told me to take care of myself, then closed his eyes.

Raon lowered his head and left the sword demon’s room.

‘I wonder what’s going on.’

I went down to the first floor thinking about the relationship between the sword demon and my father, and Muston came up the stairs.

There were still two swords in his pupils.

“What did you say to Master?”

Muston raised a cool aura as if he would draw his sword at any moment.

“What are you going to do with that?”

Raon snorted at Muston.

“If it was something you needed to know, you would have been called to the room.”

“Cheeky…”

Muston’s brow crumpled like paper wrapped in a fist.

“Are you aiming for a moment of carelessness and mistaking that you won rightfully!”

“It’s not an illusion, it’s reality.”

“If I had the skills I saw from the beginning, the outcome would have been different! If we fight now, you’ll be no match for me!”

He gripped the sheath tightly as if he wanted to fight right away.

“I’ll try to endure it for once, even if it means seeing Rektar-sama.”

“Don’t put Master’s name in your muzzle!”

I sighed and tried to descend the stairs when Muston grabbed my shoulder roughly.

“You are really bad at grasping the subject.”

Raon turned and approached Muston.

Koo Goo Goo!

A ring of fire that resonates naturally. After reaching the highest level of Master, the heightened level and the sword of the image were released, causing a grandiose wave.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

Muston raised his voice to face the enormous momentum, but was torn apart by sharp air waves that seemed to be wrapped around a blade.

“What is this…”

He backed up the stairs with his chin trembling.

“Ugh!”

As Raon’s air waves grew wilder, Muston tripped, rolled down the stairs, and fell to the floor.

“Muston.”

Raon looked over at the fallen Muston and let out a dry voice.

“There is no such thing as vigilance in the world of competition. If it had been a real fight, your neck would have been rolling on the floor right now.”

“Ugh…”

“If you know, shut up and go away.”

I left the trembling Muston and left the Sword Demon’s quarters.

– That guy was eaten up by jealousy.

Lars clicked his tongue.

– Originally, jealousy is an emotion that is difficult to handle on your own. It is also called the snake mind because it is said to be like a dirty snake.

‘Snake mind…’

– There was a guy like that in the demon realm. Even if they said nice things to them, even if they were overflowing with what they had, they were jealous and envious of others. However, the madman used that jealousy to gain great power.

He muttered that he was the ugliest of the demons.

‘I can’t believe that…’

-That’s right. With the power of that ugly jealousy, he rose to the position of the Demon King.

I felt like I knew it even if I didn’t say it. Lord of Jealousy. Envy. It was another Demon Lord that Lars had told me about treating his subordinates badly.

‘Did I rise to the same level as you through the power of jealousy?’

-What nonsense! The original king is much stronger than him!

Lars sniffed, saying that he could trample Envy, both with the quality of his subordinates and with his own strength.

‘Well, he’s a nerd, so he can’t become a demon king.’

Raon shook his head as he looked up at the Sword Demon’s quarters.

‘I’m still curious. Why did the Sword Demon accept such an idiot as a disciple…’

* * *

“Whoa…”

The Sword Demon let out a muddy sigh.

‘It’s almost certain.’

He has a righteous personality and weak aura after not knowing the subject, but his swordsmanship is excellent. to the last big one.

You’ll have to check with Sylvia to find out, but no matter how you think about it, Raon’s father was that guy.

‘How could this happen…’

I heard that he made a great sacrifice and went out for the ‘Ryeon’ when he was training in the closed hall, but I didn’t know that things would be connected like this.

‘It must be Sieghart…’

It made me sick to know that he belonged to Sieghart and not another family.

‘Well, you bastard didn’t care about that.’

As the Sword Demon laughed and clenched his throbbing chest, the door opened and Muston entered.

“Master. What conversation did you have with Raon a moment ago?”

He approached with a somewhat distorted face.

“It’s nothing.”

The Sword Demon shook his head. I shook my head because I couldn’t say something that wasn’t certain yet.

“Stop thinking about useless things and practice for four days. On the 5th day, I will go to Sieghart with the Gwangpungdan, so prepare.”

“yes?”

Muston’s mouth fell open.

“You’re going to Sieghart! What do you mean!”

“I have something to go.”

“That is our enemy camp! No matter how much they don’t know our identity, why are they there…” “

As you said, your affiliation with me has not been revealed yet. It is only possible now.”

The Sword Demon brushed his hair up and closed his eyes.

“I’ve seen Master give instructions to talented warriors of the Six Emperors a few times, but this is a different case.”

Muston gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know if it’s the other six kings, but Sieghart and us are deep! No matter how much I like Raon Sieghart, this one has crossed the line!”

He knelt down as if he couldn’t accept it.

“Master. Wake up! Your disciple is me! The call will come soon, but if there is an accident before that, it will be a big problem!”

Muston banged his head on the floor as if he couldn’t do it.

“Even if that happens…”

The Sword Demon opened his deeply closed eyes. His eyes, which were as strong as rocks, flashed blue.

“There is something I need to check.”