The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 421

Chapter 421:

Wow!

The cool sound of a blow, like Raon’s fist piercing Muston’s face, shook the snowfield.

“Isn’t this supposed to dry?”

Burren swallowed dryly as he watched Muston curl up like a doll with a broken leg.

“Are you really going to die?”

Compared to Raon, who was still lively, Muston couldn’t even raise a fist.

Seeing that his eyes were loose like rotten fish, he seemed to have lost the strength and will to fight.

“Leave it. That guy will take care of it.”

Martha snorted at Raon.

“But I am a disciple of a sword demon…”

“Why is the wall so small? You won’t die like that.”

“I’m in my 60s now, and of course I’m worried! If he dies, there will be an uproar!”

“There’s no way that weasel-like guy would lose his cool. Even if you look angry, you will have your thoughts.”

As if she trusted Raon, she muttered that nothing big would happen.

“It’s not.”

Runaan puffed out his cheeks like a frog and shook his head.

“No, what’s wrong!”

“Are you mad.”

“what?”

“Raon. I was really upset.”

She raised her finger and pointed to Raon’s eyes.

“Um…”

Burren and Marta followed Runan’s fingers and looked into Raon’s eyes.

“Uh…?”

“It’s real. That guy’s eyes are a little twisted…”

The two of them shook their shoulders as they looked at Raon’s eyes stained with madness, just like when he was running a rabid dog squad.

“Those are the eyes during concentration strengthening training….”

“Huh, the trauma…”

“Why is the vice owner so angry?”

“Then why are you having this confrontation all of a sudden?”

Gwangpungdan looked around, wondering why this confrontation had begun.

“I couldn’t hear either.”

Dorian shook his head, saying he didn’t know why the two were fighting.

“I know.”

Radin, the commander of scout No. 3 in Habunseong, raised his hand.

“I heard that the sword demon’s apprentice told Raon-nim that your teacher is an idiot.”

At those words, the entire Gwangpungdan kept their mouths shut. They glared at Muston with mad eyes like Raon’s.

“Sober is an idiot?”

“Did that bastard curse at our teacher?”

“That bastard…”

“Shall we go down and grind it too?”

The Gwangpungdan swordsmen raised their ferocious spirit as if they were about to get involved in a sparring match, but stopped abruptly.

“But…”

“Isn’t that true?”

“Right. Although Danju has a bit of an idiotic temperament…”

“Not a little, but openly.”

“Then it’s nothing.”

“Come to think of it, you’re right.”

Everyone let go of their high spirits, saying that they were not wrong.

“That’s right. That’s right!”

Marta glared at Gwangpungdan, revealing it.

“Everyone here knows that man is an idiot, but we’re the only ones who can say that!”

She clenched her fists, saying she should have hit Muston herself.

“okay. I can understand why Raon is so angry.”

Burren looked at Raon and nodded.

“Even if you curse, we do it. Because if someone else does it, it will turn inside out. It’s just…”

He groaned and bit his nails.

“I’m really going to die like that, so should I stop it right now?”

“Leave it! It’s cheap even if you die! If it were me, I would have slit my throat at first.”

Marta licked her lips as if regretting not being able to fight directly.

“are you okay.”

Runaan looked down at the castle and shook his head.

“Raon. It’s free now.”

She blinked at Raon kicking Muston in the waist.

“Am I really okay?”

“huh. I’ll do it in moderation now.”

Raon laughed as he heard Runan’s voice.

‘How did that blind guy know?’

As Lunan said. I didn’t hold back my anger on purpose and beat Muston with madness, but my anger subsided when the mad wind broke out on top of the castle wall.

– You’ve become a rag.

Lars shook his head as he looked at the limp Muston.

‘Has the feeling of jealousy you mentioned earlier disappeared?’

– I’m completely out of my mind, but what can I know!

He frowned, asking what he could see except for the pain, even though he made a scene worse than dying.

-No matter how you think about it, you are a talent that is a waste to be in this land.

Lars grabbed his shoulder and his serious eyes lit up.

-Let’s go to the demon realm with the king. If it’s you, the seat of the new demon king, the lord of abuse and violence

…

Raon pushed Lars away and looked down at Muston.

‘It seems to have been roughly resolved.’

After all, there is no business in hawks.

I lifted Muston’s head and met his eyes.

“How many did you count?”

“…these seventy-eight.”

“You only counted to seven?”

“That’s because your mouth didn’t open properly…”

“That’s your situation. You’re still in your ninety-three, right?”

He smiled coldly and clenched his fists.

“I must have counted three…”

“If I didn’t hear, I wouldn’t have counted.”

He struck Muston’s side with his clenched fist.

Whoops!

There was a roar like a ball exploding, and Muston let out a squeal as he bent over like a shrimp.

He couldn’t breathe properly, so his expression of pain was revealed.

– Truly a mad dog! As expected, you are the only one who can create a new wave in the demon realm!

‘Be quiet.’

I ignored Lars’ words and stepped on Muston’s head.

“If your teacher is precious, then other teachers are also precious. Even if that’s a gamble-crazy madman, a lazy man, a money-grubber, and an idiot teacher with the main character’s disease.”

“You, too, now openly swearing…”

“That means my teacher will only curse at me.”

Raon slammed Muston’s temple with his heel.

“Keep it…”

Muston lowered his head, eyes wide open, unable to bear the intense pain.

“Wowaaaaaa!”

“good job! Our sobriety can only curse at us! The damn gambler!”

“A mudfish-like elf who will survive anywhere!”

“The only being who can embarrass the Elf and Sieghart at the same time!”

Gwangpungdan cursed at Rimer and waved their hands wildly.

“It’s cool for now, but…”

Raon scratched his cheek as he watched Muston flop around like a broken toy.

“Now what?”

* * *

Milland put down his glass and looked out the window.

“Looking at how quiet it is, it looks like it’s all over.”

“yes. It took longer than expected, but the decision seems to have been made.”

The Sword Demon nodded and poured a drink into Milland’s glass.

“Can’t you go outside? According to your words, that child would have lost…”

“He’ll be coming this way, so we’ll just have to wait.”

He smiled lightly as if he felt the presence of Raon approaching this place.

“Hmm…”

Rimmer narrowed his eyes as he chewed on the chopped pineapple.

“Your disciple. I think you must have been badly injured.”

“It’s okay. To be honest, I was hoping Muston would break properly.”

The Sword Demon brushed his beard down with a calm look.

“My disciple has been living a life where he has no choice but to grow up. He was broken twice by Raon, who is younger than himself, so he must come to his senses now.”

“What if it breaks a lot?”

“I told you earlier that you want it to break properly.”

“No, that’s not it, but what if I get hit enough to break my body…”

As Rimmer was about to say what he was worried about, he heard a knock at the door.

“This is Raon. May I come in?”

“Come in.”

Milland put down the snack he was about to eat and opened his mouth.

profit.

The old door opened with a low scream, and Raon came inside, carrying a stunned Muston on his back.

“I had a small quarrel with Prosecutor Muston, so we had sparring, but I lost my mind because I used my hands excessively. sorry.”

Raon glanced at Muston on his back and lowered his head.

“It’s fine.”

The Sword Demon smiled lightly and shook his head.

“Originally, children grow up fighting. Never mind.”

“Hmm, I passed out because I was beaten…”

“Did my limbs get cut off?”

“It is not.”

“Then it doesn’t matter. That kid is strong both mentally and physically, so it’s better to be beaten when you’re hit.”

“But I hit you a little too hard…”

“It doesn’t matter. Rather, I thank you for fighting with your best.”

He took a leisurely drink of his whiskey as if he was really okay.

“Go back to Muston, I will take care of it. Isn’t there still a lot to do?”

“…All right.”

“Oh wait.”

When Raon was about to put Muston down with a confused expression, the Sword Demon raised his hand.

“May I ask why you quarreled?”

“He insulted my master.”

“me? Did he insult me?”

Rimmer pointed at him with his finger and widened his eyes.

“What did you say?”

“I said nerd.”

“Haa…”

The Sword Demon let out a deep sigh and stood up.

“I’m sorry. I made a mistake in disciple education.”

He immediately bowed to Limer.

“Fool…”

Rimer frowned and set down the bowl of roast duck.

“I’m an idiot… that’s not entirely wrong, is it? Isn’t it great to figure that out right away?”

He said that Muston’s attention was no joke and started eating the duck casually.

“Sober…”

Raon looked at Limer with an expression that would reveal the word pitiful.

“Huh, even if you say that, I don’t feel comfortable. I’m so sorry.”

The Sword Demon politely apologized despite Rimer’s joke, with a hard expression on his face.

“And Raon. Shouldn’t you have beaten him so he couldn’t wake up at all?”

“Well, I hit a lot…”

“It wasn’t just about fainting, I should have crushed my snout so I wouldn’t say that again.”

“I messed up…”

“I’ll definitely educate him so he can’t make fun of his mouth when he wakes up. Trust me.”

He did a good job and waved his hand as if to go.

“All right.”

Raon put Muston down, bowed his head to the three of them, and left the room.

“Whoa…”

The Sword Demon sighed and approached Muston.

“This pathetic bastard. You think you’re lucky… huh?”

He opened his mouth at the sight of Muston spread like seaweed on a rock by the sea.

‘A little too much. No, I got hit too many times.’

Contrary to expectations, his student was ruined like an abandoned house for over 10 years.

Only the limbs are attached, but from head to toe. There was not a single spot that was intact.

‘Was it possible to make people like this?’

If you killed it, you killed it. It was surprising that he could beat a human so well.

I told Raon to hit me more, but I felt like if I got beaten more here, I would have really become a crippled person or die.

“Huh…”

“I told you.”

As the Sword Demon looked away with bewildered eyes, Rimmer let out a deep sigh.

“Because Raon is a real mad dog.”

If you turn your eyes away, even the teacher is a fan!

* * *

Raon left the castle lord’s mansion and headed for the branch of frost. Gwangpungdan, who finished their tour of Dalian, had arrived first, so the inside of the bar was noisy.

“I missed this taste. After all, the stew and set meals here are the best.”

Dorian hesitated as he tasted the manager’s meat stew.

“It is really delicious.”

“I can see why you brag so much.”

“It’s not just the pizza, the food itself is delicious.”

“Now I understand why Yua is so good at cooking.”

The members of the Gwangpungdan laughed happily as they tasted the various dishes spread out on the table.

-What are you doing!

Lars pointed at the table with his tongue sticking out like a puppy.

– You guys, sit down and eat quickly! Knowing how much the main king likes the food here!

The guy tapped me on the shoulder and asked why I was holding a poo pom when the table was all set.

‘I didn’t come here to eat?’

-Even if you don’t, eat it! I mean, eat some! You’re so skinny you need to gain some weight!

‘I’m not skinny, you’re fat.’

As he said that, he massaged Lars’ saggy belly.

“uh? Are you here?”

As Lars was stretching his stomach like cheese, a toddler walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing him with a bandana on his forehead and his pigtails wagging reminded me of the first time I saw him.

“Benefactor!”

Hearing the baby’s voice, even the manager jumped out. He shakes his flour-stained hands and bows his head.

“If you come, please sit down. We prepared pineapple pizza and pineapple cookies, which you loved when you were here!”

He said that he had raised the level of the two dishes to the next level, asked to wait a bit, and went back to the kitchen.

“My grandfather made a new recipe for pineapple pizza and pineapple cookies for Master Raon.”

“Pineapple pizza and pineapple cookies….”

“You like that.”

He grinned, saying that Yua was the only special treatment.

“It will be out soon. Please sit down and wait.”

She pointed to the seat next to Dorian, who was eagerly drinking the stew.

“Pineapple pizza? do you eat that?”

Marta frowned as she chewed on the meat-filled pizza.

“Actually, I recognized it from the time I ate mint chocolate. He has bad taste.”

“It’s pizza with pineapple, so it’s like eating an apple dipped in peanut butter.”

Burren also shook his head and let out a sneer.

“I don’t know the taste.”

Runan pouted and was the only one who took the side.

“How delicious is the mint chocolate.”

Of course, it was a rebuttal to mint chocolate, not pineapple pizza.

“Haa…”

Raon sighed as he looked at the cotton candy floating next to him.

‘Because of you, I’m going to be known as a freak.’

-That’s because their tongues are strange! Pineapple pizza is the best pizza ever!

‘It’s delicious, but I just prefer the cheese pizza.’

-By the way, don’t you think apples would go well with the peanut butter you mentioned earlier?

‘Please bear with me…’

In the midst of this, I thought about eating again. It seemed that there was no limit to my appetite for this cotton candy.

– Anyway, sit down quickly! You can’t ignore the pineapple girl and the store manager’s sincerity!

Lars patted the back with a round hand as if it was a good catch.

“Ehh…”

Raon sighed and sat down at the table.

I didn’t wait long to see if it was really prepared separately, but the toddler came out with a large pizza.

“Please eat! Because it’s my grandfather’s confidence. It will be delicious!”

When I saw the pizza steaming up, my mouth was watering. The toppings were more diverse than before, so it seemed like it would be delicious just by looking at it.

– Faster! Put it in your mouth quickly! hurry!

Saliva was pouring from Lars’ mouth like an open dam.

Raon shook his head and held up a slice of pizza. I put the pizza in my mouth, the cheese stretching like a rubber band.

The well-roasted and sweet pineapple, the salty pork and beef, and the savory shrimp seemed to fill my mouth with joy every time I chewed.

– Big!

Lars let out a cool moan and punched the table with his fist.

– The combination of numerous toppings and grilled pineapple is a hit!

He muttered that if it wasn’t for this, he would have died right away.

‘I still can’t express the taste.’

The taste of the pineapple pizza was different from before, but Lars’ expression of the taste remained horribly the same.

“Dorian.”

Raon swallowed all the slices of pizza in his hand and called Dorian, who was eating dessert next to him.

“Do you have any pillows and blankets?”

“Of course it is.”

“Not the ordinary, but the finest.”

“From a groggy yawn to the finest. I have everything. It is a necessity.”

Dorian laughed, saying that there are different types of mattresses. I don’t know what else is not essential.

“Then, just give me one of the highest quality. Take the money out of my gold coins.”

Raon took out a subspace pouch and held it out to Dorian.

“I can give it to you, but why do you suddenly need bedding? Lord Budan sleeps well on the ground.”

“I’m not going to write it.”

Raon licked his lips as he looked at the top of Mt. Sterrin, whose image was only reflected in the distance.

“A present for a sleepyhead.”

Now it was time to visit Sloth and listen to his advice, so he needed a present for him.

“huh?”

Runaan, who was chewing on a pineapple cookie, raised his head.

“me?”

no, not you…