The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 428

Episode 428

“Haa.”

Raon sighed and lowered his gaze. Lars was laughing as he patted his bloated stomach on the empty plate.

-It’s full!

‘Is pineapple pizza that good?’

He ate three slices of pineapple pizza and complained that it wasn’t enough, so he ended up eating up to 10 pineapple cookies. It was like seeing the mouth of hell, where no matter how much you eat, you get hungry.

‘I’m so full I’m about to fall asleep.’

Perhaps because the level of indolence had increased, starvation came and the eyelids became heavy.

-That’s because your mind is weak. Gourmet like this is hard to find anywhere, so you should eat as much as you can.

Lars muttered that eating is the joy and reason of life, and that you have to eat this much to survive.

No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like something a lord of gluttony would say, not a lord of wrath.

‘The only thing I ate here was pineapple pizza. Because of you, I ate two plates a day.’

Lars asked for pineapple pizza every day, not just today, so he ate pizza at least once a day ever since he arrived at Lower Castle. I didn’t choose food, but I was tired now.

“and. Vice lord, did you empty it?”

Dorian, who had ordered the Scout Meal, whistled as he looked at the cleanly emptied pizza bowl.

“It’s just hard. Because you hit people like that.”

He nodded his head, saying that he must be hungry because he’d changed Muston’s mind 180 degrees.

“I know. It was really amazing.”

Putting down the beer mug Burren was holding, he agreed with Dorian.

“How the hell did you fix that stubborn jealous guy?”

“What do you ask? There is no business in front of the hawk.”

Martha raised her clenched fist.

“No matter how messy you are, if you get hit enough to die, you’re all going to crawl.”

She clicked her tongue, saying it was a pity that she couldn’t see how he was beaten.

“Martha is weak, but her heart is even weaker, so I can’t.”

Runan chewed on the pineapple cookie and shook his head.

“what? This is crazy!”

Martha frowned at Runan and bit her tongue.

“Nyan? Nyangnyang.”

Runaan gestured to Martha with her hands folded like a cat.

“Ouch! Come on you!”

“I don’t like it.”

Marta and Runan got up from their snacks and started catching tails in the tavern.

When Raon laughed at Marta and Runan fighting like sisters, Lars floated up and pushed his face in.

-You guys know you were lucky this time, right?’

‘I know.’

He nodded heavily.

‘Because the Lord of Jealousy was more evil than I thought.’

Envy’s personality was a bitch, but her contract with Muston was a collar full of thorns.

If the bluff had been caught, he might have been enslaved for life and crawled on the floor, just like Muston.

It was the luck that I got thanks to the overlap of various circumstances, so of course I didn’t get arrogant.

– That’s right. He’s evil, but he’s dirty and nasty. If it was well controlled, it would have been possible to have the king’s power withdraw without the need for Sloth’s name. However…

Lars’ eyes sank coldly. My stomach was protruding, so I didn’t look very serious.

-There are people who do not know the name of the original king.

‘Those who don’t work?’

Raon tapped the table and narrowed his eyes.

-That’s right. arrogance and greed.

Lars’ voice grew heavy, as if the darkness had melted.

-If you sell the name of the original king or sloth to those two guys, they’ll jump at you saying it’s good. never lick your mouth I’d rather be quiet would help.

‘Are you saying he’s a bit of a troublemaker?’

Raon licked his lips, recalling arrogance and greed.

-The Demon King is not Hogu! Sloss and Envy you met are stupid!

‘It’s not just the two of them…’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Lars.

‘Doesn’t he know that he is the best hukou?’

Ras didn’t know that he was the king of hukou, and muttered that he was hukou only to other demon lords.

-And lust…

‘Lust?’

– Run away as soon as you see it. Never face it, don’t even look at it, and run away!

The guy shouted to never deal with lust and jump out. It seems that the purpose of the other demon lords was to stop by and run away from lust.

‘Lust runs away, but gluttony?’

– Gluttony is…

‘Ah. Are you greedy? I must be busy with a double job.’

Raon nodded and patted Lars’ chubby stomach.

‘So when are you going to give me the power of gluttony? Does that make you stronger the more you eat?’

– No! Don’t compare that insectivore to a rabbit!

‘An insectivorous rabbit?’

The sound of insectivores coming out of that glutton’s mouth made me wonder how much he ate.

There is no normal demon king

…

.

‘Why is this guy doing this?’

The disciple’s eyes were surprisingly clear. The malice and jealousy that had filled her up not too long ago had disappeared as if it had been washed away, and her eyes were transparent like those of a newborn child.

‘How can a person change so quickly?’

Even when giving advice on personality, Muston had a strong jealousy for Raon in his eyes, but I couldn’t understand how that feeling had disappeared in such a short time.

‘It seems to have gone back to the past.’

It felt like seeing young Muston when he said Master for the first time, so it warmed my heart a little.

“What happened?”

“Nothing happened.”

Muston bowed his head more politely than ever.

“Why were you with Raon?”

“He helped me when I was lost.”

The word length seemed to sound strangely in two senses.

‘There…’

The expression of him. The confusion increased because Muston only referred to Raon as him or his son.

“Tell me honestly. What are you thinking?”

“If you say it’s a thought…”

“You’re not pretending to have changed your mind and attacking Raon again, right?”

I want to believe in the disciple, but it has changed so drastically that I have no choice but to doubt it.

“Absolutely not! How dare I harm him!”

Muston banged his head on the ground like a man guilty of a mortal sin.

“He is my heaven, so he can never be touched. I would rather die than harm him!”

As if the disciple had become a priest, Raon began to praise.

“her!”

What the hell is this….

I lowered my gaze and looked into the pupil’s eyes. Clean. It was as clear as looking at a stream that no one had entered, so it didn’t seem like there was any other ulterior motive.

‘Has it really changed?’

Even when he called Raon’s name, he didn’t feel any malice. Hearing his clear eyes and voice, he had no choice but to believe the disciple’s words.

‘Raon.’

what the hell did you do

It is certain that Raon did not beat Muston further. The blood that flowed from his head also fell to the ground, not a trace of being hit by someone.

It was not violence, but I wondered what kind of means was used to change a person like this.

“Muston.”

“yes! Master.”

Before sending Muston away, Raon had told him to be polite to his master, and perhaps because of that, he felt more polite than usual.

“If you say so, I will trust you one last time.”

“thank you!”

“Just take a break for today, and tomorrow go to the people you hurt and say hello.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t rest now.”

Muston shook his head and stood up.

“what?”

“Raon told me not to be swept away by useless emotions from now on and to focus on developing martial arts, so I have to start training now.”

He clutched the sword with his still bruised hand as if he was serious.

“Ha…”

The Sword Demon gasped as he looked at Muston, who had serious eyes.

‘Correcting a person to this extent…’

That child is….

* * *

A week later.

After preparing to leave, Raon and Gwangpungdan headed for the gate of Habunseong.

On the main road in front of the gate, not only the warriors of Hebunseong were lined up, but also the residents.

“It’s not a big deal, so why did you all come out?”

Raon scratched his cheek as he looked at the people of Lower Castle who had gathered like clouds.

I didn’t save everyone like before, but I was a bit embarrassed to go back after enjoying it to the fullest.

“People’s memories are not so easily forgotten.”

Milland smiled and looked back. The restored wall came into his line of sight.

“Everyone in this castle was saved thanks to you guys. Those memories have become a wall that will never collapse, so have confidence.”

He smiled and said, Grace is not forgotten.

“The lord of the castle is right!”

“We have not forgotten that day!”

“I am always grateful!”

“Stay healthy!”

“I wish you luck!”

The warriors and residents of Lower Castle standing behind Milland burst into one voice and waved their hands.

“me too. No, neither do we.”

Raon smiled lightly and bowed his head to Milland and the warriors of Lower Castle.

“I will never forget that you saved us from the Aryan family.”

“thank you!”

Gwangpungdan followed Raon and bowed toward the warriors of Lower City.

“They are each other’s benefactors. This is the best relationship that will benefit both of you.”

Milland said he liked it and nodded his chin coolly.

“I have said it before. Subunity is standing behind you. Do not hesitate to call me in the future.”

He raised his hand to call at any time, saying that there were fewer monsters to do and less work to do.

“So are we. If the subdivision is in danger, I will come running even while sleeping.”

Raon met Milland’s eyes and nodded.

“Haha!”

Rimmer yawned and stretched.

“Why are the prosecutors taking such long greetings! Let’s go quickly!”

He clenched his hands as if in annoyance.

“Why did you become such an ugly guy…”

Milland sighed and shook his head.

“Iknow, right. In Sieghart, it’s the number one thing to hate.”

Raon stood behind Rimer and sighed.

“Then let’s go.”

“wait a minute!”

I was about to leave after lowering my head for the last time, but the infant’s grandfather came running and held out a large basket.

“I packed your favorite pizza and cookies. because it’s made now Eat as you go.”

-Ooooh!

Lars, who had blinked his eyes as if bored, jumped up and let out a roar.

– Manager! You’ve become a man! good! From today, the store manager is also the king’s subordinate!

Once again, Lars’ deterrence scout began.

‘No way… ugh.’

I looked inside the Raon basket and closed my eyes.

‘Pineapple pizza and pineapple cookies…’

It’s all ruined because of this insectivore.

I wanted to try other pizzas, but because of Las, I ate pineapple pizza until the day I left.

It seemed that I would have to discipline myself with Nadine Bread for a while.

“Grandpa me!”

The toddler put his hand on his waist as if he had a heartache.

“Didn’t you gain weight because you ate too much while you were here? Go hungry.”

“Eh…”

As he said, Yooa’s cheeks were plump, but that looked cuter.

“thank you.”

Raon took the basket and bowed his head to the manager.

“no. I wish you well in the future.”

The store manager held the infant’s hands tightly with watery eyes.

“Do not worry.”

I will never let you die before me.

I swallowed the words and laughed.

“My lord.”

Raon slowly turned his gaze to look at Milland.

“Then let’s go.”

“Is that greeting correct? I think it was a little different when you came.”

Milland waved his hand without being greeted.

“I’m coming.”

He smiled lightly and shook his head again. Only then did Milland and the others smile.

“okay. See you again.”

Raon nodded while looking at the sunlight that made people’s smiles warmer.

“I will definitely come back.”

* * *

Glenn tapped the armrest of the throne that had been neatly repaired with his fingers and frowned.

‘Why isn’t he coming!’

I have prepared a lot of gold plates, rewards, and compliments. I even wrote the script and memorized it, but Raon and Gwangpungdan never thought of returning.

‘I heard that he stopped by the lower castle, so do you intend to live there at all?’

There was no contact after Rimmer’s letter saying that he was coming from the lower castle, so there was no choice but to be more confused.

“Whoa…”

When I saw the ‘Wow’ and ‘Bong’ in the letter from Rimer, my anger rose again.

‘I have to kill him unconditionally.’

I thought about keeping it alive because of the old memories, but no matter how much I think about it, I can’t seem to do it. I was determined to kill.

Took. Took. Duduk.

When the armrest of the throne knocked out of frustration as if it would break again, the door to the audience room opened and Loen entered.

“My lord.”

Loen bowed her head to Glenn and smiled.

“The Gwangpungdan is said to be making a comeback.”

“Really?”

“yes. They say they will arrive at the front door in about two hours.”

“okay?”

Glenn curled up and tried to get up, but stopped.

“Chemm!”

He cleared his throat for no reason, straightened his clothes and hair, and sat back on the throne.

“I’m not going to just let it go this time. When the mission is over, you should return right away. How do you know your family to be wasting time like this!”

“You should.”

“but!”

Glenn put his arm on the throne and lowered his eyes slightly.

“What Gwangpungdan did this time was not an ordinary feat, so it would be right to give praise first. Rowen.”

“yes!”

“I will proceed with the promotion ceremony right away. Summon the officers.”

“All right.”

Loen left the audience room again with a soft smile.

After a while, all the executives of the family, including direct and collateral, gathered in the audience room.

They stood quietly in line without complaint even though they had heard the news of the Gwangpungdan and were suddenly called.

Glenn lowered his gaze with a colder energy than ever before.

The moment he twisted the armrest of the throne to hide his tension, he heard Loen’s voice outside the audience room.

“The Gwangpungdan finished their mission and returned!”

“Ask them to come in.”

With a low voice and a nod, the door to the audience room opened, and a dust-covered Gwangpungdan entered.

‘That guy…’

Glenn trembled as he watched Raon enter the front door.

‘Did he grow up again in the meantime?’

It was thought that he had attained enlightenment while catching the ghost, but while he was blind, his body, mind, and martial arts were all further developed.

‘He really is a child who can’t be careless.’

As he unknowingly tried to erase the coldness, he felt a sharp gaze from the very back of Gwangpungdan.

When I looked up, I saw a gray-haired old man I had never seen before.

‘The author…’

Glenn narrowed his eyes, tugging at his curled mouth.

‘Is it a sword demon?’

He is a warrior with a reputation that resonates throughout the continent, but what comes to mind now is not his achievements, but what was written in Rimmer’s letter. < The Sword Demon and Raon have become quite close. Do you think this is the real grandfather? 'This is like a real grandfather?' dare?