The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 692

Chapter 692

“I want to fight.”

Raon looked at Glenn’s eyes, filled with noble dignity, without wavering.

“I would have said it was dangerous.”

Glenn’s low voice was filled with the spirit that weighed down his son-in-law. I felt pressure as if my shoulder would break.

“Do you want to fight even though you could be defeated by your father and die, the North and South alliances could attack as a group, and other Omas could attack you?”

“yes. “But I still want to fight.”

Raon nodded, clenching his fist until it bled.

“After making a life-or-death promise to my father, I was able to grow faster than when I was a trainee. “The day of the duel was approaching, not with fear, but with the joy of being able to grow further.”

As the date of my father’s life and death got closer, my fear of him disappeared, and my anticipation of how far I could advance grew.

I wondered how much more I could grow while fighting a duel with my father.

The risk of life and death did not become a chain around the neck, but a rope that allowed one to ascend to the sky.

I couldn’t miss out on such an opportunity because of a guy like Derus Robert.

‘And that…’

I’m sure it’s not just me.

When I met my father again, he appeared stronger than I could recognize. He, too, seemed to have grown both mentally and physically as he waited for his life or death with me.

“My father sent me and Gwangpungdae away twice, even though he could have killed them. Maybe it was before the duel. “I am not a man who will use tricks in a duel.”

My father, Roman, is a weirdo who didn’t do anything even though he had the chance to kill me. There was no way he, whose only goal in life was combat, would use dirty tricks in a life-or-death situation.

“Thank goodness.”

Glenn gently curled his lips.

“If you had tried to run away from life or death, I would have dragged you by my hand, but you have made up your own mind, so there is no need for that.”

He gave a small smile as if he liked my answer.

Although he said it was dangerous, it seemed like he actually wanted to fight. As expected, he was an unknown person.

“One more reason for me to fight.”

Raon raised his index finger.

“The swordsman who attacked Mr. Ogram may appear again.”

I folded my fingers and made a fist. There is no way Derus Robert did this simply to hand over Ogram to the white blood cult leader.

It was clear that he was after more.

“My life and death will be a chance to catch that guy.”

“okay. “I guess so.”

Glenn seemed to think the same thing and nodded calmly.

“I can’t leave him like this.”

His calm eyes took on an eerie color.

Raon looked into Glenn’s eyes and swallowed dry saliva.

‘As expected, Ogram is angry about what happened.’

Glenn expressed deep anger at the prosecutor who used the energy of death.

If it were revealed that his true identity was Derus Robert, he would immediately attack the Robert family.

“You…”

Glenn briefly clicked his tongue and called Raon.

“Did you think that far during this short period of time?”

He narrowed his eyes as if he was surprised that he was able to picture the future in such a confusing situation.

“I just thought about what happened after this because I had some free time.”

Raon touched the back of his neck and shook his head.

“There is no need to be humble. “It’s a great thing to even think like that in a situation like this.”

Glenn waved his hand, saying that being quick to judge was an advantage.

“thank you.”

Raon looked into Glenn’s calm eyes and lowered his head.

“hmm?”

Glenn narrowed his nose as if wondering what he meant.

“Thank you so much for believing in me.”

In fact, from Glenn’s point of view, there was no need to listen to the ridiculous story of having to come in the middle of the night and rescue Ogram.

However, even after hearing about the strange things that happened in the world of images, he personally followed them to the Beast League. There was nothing to say other than thank you.

‘Plus, you saved my life.’

Instead of returning to the blood spirit passage, Glenn came to visit me and blocked the white blood cult leader’s reach.

The reason I was able to survive was because of Glenn’s choice.

“Hmm! “It is done.”

Glenn turned to hear the wind. He waved his hand lightly towards the back.

“Thanks to you, I saved the beast and became the benefactor of the Beast League, so there is no need for such greetings.”

“There is one more.”

Raon tapped the blade of Jecheon Sword.

“Thanks to seeing the matriarch’s sword, I was able to gain inspiration to establish a new sword realm.”

After re-watching Lars’ Snow Junghwa and Glenn’s Heavenly Blade, I decided on the direction of the sword world I should pursue.

If we return to Sieghart and finish organizing, we will be able to firmly grasp the strand of the new sword world.

“Kuhuhhum!”

Glenn cleared his throat again and shook his head. His earlobes appeared to be red.

“That’s just what you saw! “I didn’t do anything!”

After saying those words, he entered the Beast League Lord’s palace where Ogram was located.

‘Why are you angry…?’

I thought I was getting closer to Glenn today by going with him, but I felt like I was growing further away from him again.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

As Raon tilted his head, Rimer and Cheryl, who were watching from behind, groaned and hit their foreheads hard.

“Hehehe….”

Roen also let out a softer laugh than usual, as if he was frustrated.

“I wonder when that shy matriarch will come to her senses…”

* * *

White Blood Cult Headquarters, Blood God’s Palace.

Quaaaang!

The red badge unfurled and sticky blood exploded in the pure white space.

“How did those filthy bastards enter this sacred land!”

The white blood cult leader glared at the executives and twisted his mouth.

“It seems like they broke in by forcing open a blood spirit channel that wasn’t completely closed.”

The ten apostles bowed their heads with their hands on their hearts. His complexion was pale, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

“Those rat-like bastards…”

The white-blooded leader roughly wiped away the blood flowing from his forehead and looked at the archbishop standing on his right.

“Yes, the number of dead is over 50, and the number of injured is more than twice that number. “There was a lot of damage to buildings and sacred objects…”

The archbishop, who caught her gaze, reported the damage with his lips quivering.

“Damn it!”

The white blood cult leader chewed his lip and clenched his fist until it bled.

‘The damage is greater than I thought.’

Even though the believers at the headquarters are not executives, they are all people who play important roles.

It was heartbreaking to see such an important resource dying on such a large scale.

“What about the 8 apostles?”

“I suffered severe internal injuries and will need to recuperate for a while.”

The Ten Apostles raised their gaze and let out a low breath.

“Do you look serious too?”

The white-blooded leader frowned as he looked at the yellow cheeks of the ten apostles.

“Not to that extent.”

The 10 apostles shook their heads, saying it was an internal injury that would heal quickly.

“….”

The White Blood Cult Leader said no more and turned his gaze to the right. The first apostle, with his back straight, caught her eye.

“I don’t have too many serious internal injuries.”

The first apostle lowered his head with his hand on his chest.

“They are braggarts.”

The leader of the White Blood Cult smiled coldly and looked at the second apostle one last time.

“I’m really fresh.”

The second apostle answered, twisting his hair with his fingers.

“You still can’t control your energy.”

The white blood cult leader clicked his tongue as he looked at the haze of blood flowing around the second apostle.

“I was born with nobler blood than anyone else, but I can’t believe I’m still like that.”

“That’s not what I want.”

The second apostle waved his hand as if he did not want to hear it.

“You…”

“Cyo, are you okay?”

The archbishop’s fingertips trembled as he looked at the white blood dripping from his head.

“No need to worry. “Because I got hit on purpose.”

The leader of the White Blood Cult twisted his mouth thinly.

“You got hit on purpose…”

“Glen, that raccoon opened the sword realm as if to consume the energy of Ogram that it had not yet absorbed. So I was prepared to die and blocked it with my body.”

A yellow glow filled her black eyes.

“If I can recover from this damn injury, the path to higher heights will be open.”

The white blood cult leader twitched his lips, saying it wasn’t over yet.

“I’m going to have to do whatever it takes to change that old man.”

* * *

Robert Gaju’s office.

Derus Robert took off his leather gloves. He pulled out a new pair of gloves and smiled crookedly.

‘That’s fun.’

The battle of risking one’s life brought more joy than any other game. My fingertips were trembling because I could still feel the sensation that had pierced Ogram’s heart.

‘Of course, I didn’t go there just to have fun.’

The White Blood Cult leader would have thought that he would benefit the most from drinking Ogram’s blood, but that was a big mistake.

He also achieved more than one martial arts achievement by defeating Ogram. In fact, there was a possibility of achieving more growth than the white blood cult leader.

“Now is the beginning.”

Derus took a sip from the bottle of alcohol on the desk. It was when he was greeting the rising sun with a twisted smile.

smart.

Kubara entered the office with a small knock.

“What’s going on? “I guess there’s still time left until the morning routine?”

Derus just lifted his finger without even looking back.

“I received an urgent message from Sejak, who was placed at the White Blood Church headquarters.”

Kubara knelt down and bowed her head.

“They say Sieghard attacked the White Blood Church.”

“…what?”

Derus Robert’s eyes, which seemed to never waver, twisted.

“Glenn Sieghart, Heavenly Sword Master, Light Sword, King of Death, and…”

Kubara swallowed dry saliva and continued.

“It is said that Raon Sieghardt raided the White Blood Church headquarters and rescued Yawang.”

She chewed her lip as if she found it hard to believe it.

“How on earth…”

“They say he used the Baeknyeong passage, but the executives are said to have not yet figured out the exact details.”

“Blood. “Did you drink blood?”

“yes. Fortunately, the blood sucking process is said to have ended.”

“….”

Derus stood up from the chair. He closed his eyes and watched the sun breaking through the clouds, then nodded gently.

“It actually worked out well.”

“yes?”

Kubara’s eyes widened as if wondering what it meant.

“Even if Ogram is saved, the already broken balance will not be restored. Moreover…”

The corners of Derus’ mouth went up.

“Because that person won’t wake up.”

The energy of death severed Ogram’s body and soul. No matter how Glenn was, it was impossible for him to wake up again because his soul was not something that could be tampered with.

“On the contrary, it was an appropriate situation to instill fear.”

If the Ogram that Glenn saved does not wake up in his lifetime, it could engrave even greater fear on the continent.

It seemed like Sieghardt’s attack on the White Blood Church would turn out to be beneficial.

“The news must have reached the North-South alliance, but has there been any contact yet?”

“That…”

Just as Kubara was about to answer, the door to the office opened without a knock and Repon Robert came in.

“father!”

Repon rushed over and hit Derus’ desk.

“Bae, is it true that the White Blood Cult leader defeated Ogram?”

His chin was shaking as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Where did you hear that?”

“The prosecutors who returned from the outside told me! There are already rumors spreading throughout the continent…”

“Probably not.”

Derus shook his head with a faint smile.

“Senior Yawang is the person with the most patience among all the warriors I have ever seen. There is no way we can be defeated by a white blood cult leader.”

As he said that, he held Repon’s hand.

“Yeah, that’s right! “I thought it was a false rumor from the beginning!”

Repon smiled in relief because he liked the whole meat.

“okay. “Have faith in Him.”

Derus looked at Repon with warm eyes. Sympathy bloomed in his kind voice.

“Because he is strong enough not to be shaken even if he is stabbed by a sword.”

* * *

“Why aren’t you waking up!”

The vice-lord chewed his lip, glaring at the healer in charge of treating Ogram.

“It doesn’t make sense that the leader couldn’t wake up until now with only this much injury!”

“I don’t know.”

The healer examined Ogram’s wounds again and shook his head.

“According to what the vice-lord said, he should have already woken up…”

He said he didn’t understand and his chin was shaking.

“How could this be…”

The Thran chieftain, who was holding Ogram’s wrist, groaned and opened his eyes.

“Chief of the Sran tribe. “Did you find out something?”

“Well, it doesn’t make sense, but it seems like the connection between the Lord’s body and soul has been lost.”

Tribal chief Sran gritted his teeth, saying this was unbelievable.

“The connection between the body and the soul is broken…”

The vice-lord approached with a blank expression, as if he did not understand.

“There is clearly a soul within the Lord’s body, but they are unable to contact each other.”

“Well, then what happens?”

“If this continues, the leader will never wake up.”

Chief Sran lowered his head, saying it was a matter for which there was no answer.

“What is this…”

The vice-lord gritted his teeth as if he couldn’t believe it, then looked directly at Ogram’s condition.

‘What is this…’

The severely injured body was returning to normal, and the flow of the aurors that had been distorted was also returning, but Ogram did not open his eyes or react like a dead person. It felt like I had become a vegetable.

“…Is this the witchcraft of the White Blood Church?”

Rimmer frowned as he watched his vice-lord massaging Ogram’s arms and shoulders.

“I don’t know. “I’ve never heard of it.”

Cheryl sighed regretfully.

“Go, matriarch.”

After confirming that Ogram would not wake up no matter what he did, the vice-lord sent a look to Glenn asking for help.

“Get out of the way.”

Glenn nodded and grabbed Ogram’s wrist. After a moment, he shook his head with deeply lowered eyebrows.

“It’s just as the chieftain of Sran said. The body and soul are separated by the energy of death. “If you touch it wrongly, even if you wake up, you will be a blank slate.”

“Ah…”

Raon widened his eyes after hearing Glenn’s words.

‘segment!’

The separation of Ogram’s body and soul was not a trick of the White Blood Cult, but was clearly the work of Derus Robert.

‘That damn bastard…’

He was truly a vicious bastard who not only attacked him by surprise, but also split his soul into pieces.

“Lord!”

“Keueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

their their their hiss hiss hiss hissing hiss hiss hissing] the vice-lords of the vice-leaders screamed and sobbed while holding their hands.

Raon brushed up his disheveled hair and wrinkled the bridge of his nose.

‘shit.’

I’ve seen Derus’ segmentation, but I don’t know how to restore the soul.

I sighed and tried to use my senses, but I couldn’t feel anything, as if my soul couldn’t be grasped.

‘If Lass had been there at a time like this…’

If it had been that cotton candy, he would have told me where to remove it as soon as he saw it, but it was such a shame that he was sleeping.

‘As soon as I see you for a moment?’

Then….

Raon wasted a lot of effort and used the Demon Eye of Anger.

Wooooow!

As < anger > seeped into the red eyes, invisible things began to come into view.

‘That’s…’

I could see a black chain trapping something white inside Ogram’s body.

gulp.

Raon slowly walked over and placed his hand on Ogram’s forehead.

“A benefactor? “What are you doing now…”

When the vice-lord was about to stop him, Rimmer intervened and shook his head.

Wooooow!

When I used the Demon Eye of Anger and the Ring of Fire at the same time, I could vividly feel the black blade of Derus Robert that had bound Ogram’s soul in my hand.

However, I didn’t have the strength to tear off that blade right now.

“We might be able to save Mr. Ogram.”

Raon reached out to Glenn with red eyes filled with blue anger.

“Please help me.”