The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 437

Episode 437

The swordsmen of the light wind squad swallowed dry saliva and raised their eyes.

As the sun began to set, Raon stood on top of the podium, which was dyed vermilion.

“Umm…”

Burren trembled as he looked at Raon’s shiny eyes.

“Something seems to have gone wrong…”

Usually, Raon’s pupils have a cool or cold light, but now there is a madness that seems to be out of place somewhere.

“It didn’t look like it went back, it went back.”

Martha sighed as she snuggled up next to Burren.

“It’s the eyes of a madman.”

She bit her lip, saying that the eyes are the same as the eyes of the swordsmen at the pyrotechnic band that can be seen when they are distracted from hard training.

“Not very well.”

Runan’s shoulders trembled as if he clearly felt the change in momentum emanating from Raon.

“Eyes as cold as ice cream…”

She lowered her gaze, saying that her eyes had become more evil than when she first started concentration training.

“Uh…”

“Isn’t the atmosphere a bit dreary?”

“Why are you opening your eyes like that! awfully!”

“What the hell happened with the head of household?”

Gwangpungdae prosecutors also realized that Raon’s eyes and mood were different from usual, and wrinkled their foreheads.

that buck

Raon took a step toward the windmill. It was a short stride, but like a giant’s step, a huge pressure soared.

“A long time.”

He smiled softly with his hands behind his back. However, the pupils were more rounded, creating a deep fear.

“How have you been?”

Raon looked down at the podium and asked how everyone was doing.

“What are we…”

“Rest well…”

“Sometimes I relax…”

“I realized something while training here.”

He raised his chin without even hearing an answer to the question he had asked.

“Are you aware?”

“What is that?”

The Gwangpungdae prosecutors raised their hands one by one as if they were curious despite the fearful atmosphere.

“It is that I have been sinning against you.”

“crime?”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

“Well…”

Runan Martha Verren tilted her head, not understanding Raon’s words.

“That too is a very great sin.”

Raon raised his right hand and brushed his disheveled hair.

In the bloody eyes that got darker, the swordsmen of the Gwangpungdae moistened their dry lips.

“I looked down on your potential and couldn’t bring out all of your limitations. There are still a lot of jewels in the basement, but I couldn’t get them out and only looked at the surface.”

He bowed his head, saying he had made such a big mistake and was sorry for ignoring you.

“This time, while receiving training from the Head of Household and Lektar, I knew for sure. How to become stronger and how to overcome the limit. I realized everything.”

Raon laughed and said there was no need to worry anymore. The bright yellow madness blooming in a bright smile made the swordsmen of the Gwangpungdae shake their chins.

“Ooh we’re fine!”

“that’s right! You don’t have to cross the damn limit!”

“Jonja Laon. I like it now.”

Burren and Marta Runan hurriedly shook their hands.

‘Never let it go!’

‘I saw him break out in a cold sweat, but we’ll die if we do!’

‘I want to eat another ice cream…’

The three of them refused the new training, shouting in their hearts that they couldn’t go through hell again.

“Wealthy lord. No, vice-lord! Concentration training is enough for us!”

“sure! You don’t have to worry about this any more!”

“The deputy manager is busy too, so I’m so sorry if we take up your time!”

“There is a saying that the old hall is the famous hall. We will do as we do!”

Dorian and Crane and other swordsmen of the light wind also shook their heads, feeling the uneasiness running down their spines.

“I’m okay. There’s a faster way, but there’s no need to make them walk the way back. Good things are not to be eaten alone, but to be shared. Starting today, I decided to train with you all evening.”

Raon said he wanted to grow together and raised his clenched fist.

“I don’t have to share…”

“That’s right! Good things should be eaten alone!”

“It’s time to feed the dog…”

Gwangpungdae tilted his head back and pursed his lips as if he felt a sense of danger even more.

“No, I can’t be alone.”

Raon came down the podium with a cool smile.

“I said I couldn’t be alone again!”

“You’re saying you’re going to be mean! Like that devil!”

“It’s not the devil, but that’s the demon king!”

“All right, pull out your sword.”

Raon ignored Gwangpungdae’s objection and pulled out the jecheon sword. The madness that bloomed softly in his eyes vomited a dark light.

“I will tell you how much fun swordsmanship is.”

* * *

Raon went up on the podium again after briefly teaching them how to incorporate swordsmanship techniques into their swordsmanship.

“From now on, we will begin training to harmonize the tricks of the quicksword with the swordsmanship you are learning. No matter what your swordsmanship is, let it capture extreme speed.”

Giving training instructions, he slashed the Jecheon Sword from top to bottom.

Whoa!

The extreme speed of the ferocious and sharp madman sword was entwined, and the red sword light cut through the darkness.

“Who can’t see?”

“Was the vice-lord’s sword that fast?”

“It’s not like they’re swinging it seriously right now…”

Gwangpungdae swordsmen opened their mouths as they saw Raon’s quicksword technique, as if the sword didn’t move as it cut through the air at terrifying speed.

“You’ll know if you try, but it’s not so difficult as to scare you.”

Raon lowered the jecheon sword and twirled his fingers.

“Wield it with all your might, drawing an image that will bring extreme speed to your swordsmanship.”

“yes!”

The Gwangpungdae swordsmen responded loudly and struck down their swords.

It was a swordsmanship he had seen countless times, but the speed at which herbivores continued was faster than before.

“hmm?”

“Isn’t this very difficult?”

“I know. You just need to use the trick of the quick sword and practice swordsmanship.”

“It consumes a lot of aura and requires concentration, but not to the point of being intimidated.”

Everyone smiled, saying that the training wasn’t as difficult and difficult as they thought.

“It went well for a first time.”

Raon nodded to the Gwangpungdae swordsman.

“However, you guys haven’t been able to capture all the tricks of the quick sword yet. to start over.”

He said that he lacked concentration and speed, and ordered him to practice swordsmanship again.

“yes!”

The swordsmen of Gwangpungdae knew that this training wasn’t that difficult, so they nodded without hesitation and resumed their swordsmanship. It was noticeably faster than the first attempt.

“again.”

However, as if he didn’t like it yet, Raon shouted again and performed swordsmanship with the swordsmen for the third time.

“again.”

Raon’s ‘again’ continued without end. After over two hours of full-on swordsmanship and having to incorporate even unfamiliar techniques into it, the tiredness of the swordsmen’s faces clearly rose.

“Isn’t this a joke?”

Burren let out a rough breath as he lowered his sword.

“It was worth doing at first, but it was because I practiced swordsmanship one after another. My stamina sucks like a leech…”

Martha chewed on her molars while holding her knee.

“Martha. Weak…”

Runan blinked as he almost lay down.

“If you’re going to say that, stand up!”

Marta frowned and grabbed Runan by the collar and lifted him up.

“Turn it off!”

“I’m going to die…”

“I didn’t know it would be this hard to perform swordsmanship continuously.”

“I think I’m getting more tired because I have to put in unfamiliar tricks…” The

Gwangpungdae prosecutors were more exhausted than the captains, so they bent their backs and gasped for breath.

“Once more.”

As if he didn’t like it this time, Raon ordered him to focus more on swordsmanship from the beginning.

“What the hell is wrong with you!”

“You’re doing it right!”

“Did you tell me about the problem!”

The prosecutors frowned, asking how long they had to repeat it.

“Tell me if you’re curious.”

Raon looked at the leaders in front of him with a calm gaze.

“Burren, your body is out of balance from your first meal. The flow of swordsmanship was out of focus due to focus on speed. Martha has a stronger sense of a strong sword than a quick sword. Speed and strength are two different things, so make sure you understand them properly. Runan, don’t sleep and focus. Dorian’s speed itself is slow. So that it can unfold faster…”

He pointed out all the shortcomings of the Gwangpungdae prosecutors, starting with the three leaders.

“Huh….”

“Ooh, you saw all our flaws?”

“Is it possible to have such a keen eye after training all day?”

“There is no such thing as a real monster…”

The Gwangpungdae prosecutors who heard the point shook their heads in admiration and surprise.

“Is your arm playing? Swing your sword at the moment of admiration!”

When Raon twisted his chin and wrinkled his eyes, the swordsmen of the Gwangpungdae were frightened and raised their swords again.

“Keuk…”

“Damn it!”

“Someday I’ll become stronger than that human, so I’ll train you in hell no matter what!”

Perhaps because they recalled the shortcomings they had just heard, the swordsmen’s movements were faster and more controlled than before.

“again!”

Of course, Raon shouted again, saying he still didn’t like it.

-Hmm…

Lars yawned and patted his head.

-Those idiots can’t get better in one day, can’t they? You seem to be working hard, but why do you keep repeating it?

He muttered to himself that he was hungry, so let’s go back and eat.

‘Not yet.’

Raon shook his head as he pushed Lars’ chubby stomach.

‘It could be a little better. And they have to work hard too.’

You cannot endure the torture of wielding swordsmanship with all your might all day long. I wanted to let them know the pain too.

“Once more!”

-Haa….

Lars let out a deep sigh as he looked at Raon’s sparkling eyes.

-There is no crazy person in this town….

* * *

The next day.

When Raon was taking a breath after the morning training of Rektar, who had become rough, Glenn appeared and held out Nadine bread.

“thank you for this food.”

I received the Nadine Bread and looked up. It could be an illusion, but Glenn’s expression looked as soft as warm bread.

“okay.”

Glenn motioned for him to eat slowly and stepped back.

-Damn it!

Lars cried out that he was going crazy and tore his hair out.

-That fucking bread doesn’t just taste like rubber! As if rubber was sticking to the tongue, the bitter taste continued throughout the day!

The guy told me to put up with the nadin bread, but he had no choice because he would not be able to endure Glenn’s rigorous training if he didn’t eat it.

-Oh, no, no… Kkeuk!

As soon as he swallowed the Nadine bread in one bite, Lars fell over like a broken tumbler.

“I ate them all. Let’s begin.”

Raon left Lars, who had passed out with his tongue sticking out, and approached Glenn.

“i get it.”

Glenn nodded and stepped aside.

‘hmm?’

Why did you go aside?

As usual, I should demonstrate here and instruct him to follow suit, but he stood aside.

“Try to include the change in the mad sword.”

Glenn did not show a demonstration, but ordered him to practice his swordsmanship first.

“All right.”

Raon nodded and pulled out the Celestial Sword. Thinking that it might have bothered you, you unfurled the mad sword that was permeated with change.

Whoa!

The infinitely slow blade, like a slug crawling, made a clear transition like a searing haze from the heat.

The swordplay of the Jecheon Sword was unraveled like a skein, causing a flow of pure change.

“Hmm…”

Glenn tucked his chin in and lowered his eyebrows. It was an awkward expression.

“The speed of striking the sword was a little faster. The focus of the change is the wrist, but I haven’t been able to use it properly. Don’t mind the speed, focus on the change.”

He lowered the sword he had raised. Hundreds of blades filled the gymnasium as if they had completely erased all the shortcomings of the swordsmanship he had just practiced.

“Let’s try again.”

Glenn waved his hand to correct the point he had pointed out.

“Uh…”

Raon opened his mouth wide as he fixed the blade of the Jecheon Sword.

‘Has the head of the household changed?’

Just as Rektar started training a bit rough under the influence of Glenn, it seemed that Glenn was also soft under the influence of Rektar.

It was clear that there had been a change in each teaching as they watched each other practice.

“What are you doing without moving?”

“I will do it now.”

Raon sighed briefly as he raised his sword.

‘But if this happens…’

Doesn’t it just make it harder for me?

* * *

Raon sighed after finishing training with Glenn, who had become softer on the outside, but actually became stronger.

‘I’m going to die like this.’

In order to satisfy Glenn, he had to raise his aura and concentration to the limit every time he performed his swordsmanship, but after repeating it until evening, his body was as heavy as wet cotton and his head was blank, so he could not come to his senses.

‘I’m sure it won’t work.’

I can’t just let this stress go.

It seemed that he would be able to withstand Glenn and Rektar’s training tomorrow if he relieved this stress by training the swordsmen of the windmill.

While Raon was thinking about how to make the windmill today, Rektar came into the gymnasium.

“My lord.”

Rektar curled up his lips as he approached Glenn.

“You changed the way you train.”

“Prince Rektar also changed the teachings.”

Glenn smiled, asking if Rektar’s class had changed a lot.

“As I watched the teachings of the family head, I realized that I couldn’t just be soft. Sometimes it’s good to be a little rough.”

“On the contrary, I thought it would be better to give a little explanation. If you don’t properly tell them what you’re lacking in, you just have to be more diligent.”

“You are right. That way, you have more time to swing your sword.”

“exactly. You must have practiced swordsmanship 10 times more today than yesterday.”

The two of them had a conversation that seemed to keep each other in check, and then suddenly started discussing how to train harder and more.

“uh…?”

Raon widened his eyes as he saw Glenn and Rektar facing each other with sincere smiles.

‘When did we become so close…’

* * *

After watching Yua and Julius’ swordsmanship, Rektar returned to the room. He sat down on the bed and smiled lightly.

‘It’s fun.’

I don’t know how long I’ve been feeling like this.

Teaching Raon, who learns five things if you tell him one thing, raising a disciple who has become pure like a blank sheet, teaching a grandson-like infant and Julius the sword. Ever since I came to Sieghart, every moment has been happy.

‘There’s…’

Maybe because of the consensus of teaching Raon, I got a little closer to Glenn. Whenever we discussed how to make Raon stronger, it was really fun, like talking to my in-laws.

I hoped that my life would continue as it is now because there are more fulfilling moments than when I was raising Edgar.

“I don’t want to leave. Just a little more…”

As Rektar laid down on the bed and closed his eyes, he heard two knocks.

“Master.”

“Come in.”

It was Muston’s voice, so he told me to come in right away.

“Sorry for the late hour.”

He entered the room with an expression as hard as ice, unlike when he was training a little while ago.

“What’s going on?”

Instead of answering, Muston took out a white letter from his bosom.

“The order to return has been issued.”