The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 727

Episode 727

Hwaaa!

Raon spread his hands again and captured the ring of fire and feelings of anger in < The Blade that Cuts Death >.

Kyaaaang.

But this time, the blade that cuts through death could not withstand its role as a vessel and shattered like a cracked glass.

“this… .”

Raon frowned as he watched the pieces of anger scattering from his grasp.

-It’s natural to break!

Lars nodded his head loudly, as if he was complaining.

-If you continue to succeed while fusing your powers for the first time, you will become a demon god!

The guy hummed, saying he would have to go through some trouble.

‘You’re right.’

Raon nodded calmly. Since it involves harmonizing three forces, it was rather strange to continue to succeed without practice.

-They say it’s quick to admit something you’re not good at.

Lars snorted and lifted his chin.

‘But there’s one thing I’m forgetting.’

-What did you forget again? A crow wants to be friends… .

‘You are forgetting, not me. ‘Don’t you know that if I don’t succeed in this, I won’t be able to eat?’

-Ugh… .

The guy opened his mouth as if he hadn’t even thought about that.

‘I’m not leaving here until I’m sure we’ll succeed.’

-This vicious guy… .

Lars was embarrassed by the threat and his complexion became even more pale.

‘Shall we try again?’

Raon pushed away Ras, who was sweating coldly, and used the death-slicing blade again.

-Not yet!

As I was about to create a ring of anger and fire, Ras, who had fallen far away, jumped in front of me.

-The energy to act as a vessel was made too thin! Trim it a little thicker!

‘really?’

-Have you been deceived? Just give it a try!

‘Well, I understand.’

Raon followed Ra’s words and drew out more of the energy of the blade that cuts through death, then filled it with the ring of fire and the energy of anger.

As he advised, the bowl did not break this time.

The balance between < Blade that Cuts Death > and < Rage > was quite off, but it seemed like there would be no problem as long as I could control the power well.

-I’m not helping you because you’re pretty, but because pineapple pizza is on the menu for dinner tonight!

Lars snorted and turned his head.

-Now that everything is done, let’s go eat… .

‘Not yet.’

I shook my head, pushing away the sticky Lass.

‘You have to practice until you don’t fail.’

Derus is more perceptive and cautious than anyone I know. There is only one moment to bring this blade to him.

If I missed that opportunity at this Six Emperors’ Meeting, I would never be able to reveal his identity again, so I had to try a hundred times and practice until I succeeded a hundred times.

– Damn it!

‘Please be patient.’

Raon sharpened the blade that would cut through death until the sun set in a training ground where no one visited.

As the grade of the blade that cuts through death rose to 3 stars, the success rate increased to the point where it only failed once out of ten.

Since there would be time until the Six Emperors’ Meeting, I thought it would be okay to complete it in the meantime.

-Then there was no need to make such a fuss today!

Lars screamed loudly.

‘If I hadn’t done it today, I wouldn’t have received your advice.’

Raon waved his hand lightly. It was all thanks to Ra’s’ advice that I was able to skillfully wield the blade that can cut through death in just one day.

If it weren’t for that cotton candy, it would have taken a lot more time.

-You, you, will never die a nice death! King Bon chewed the flesh and bones… .

‘It’s not late for dinner yet?’

-Then what are you doing if you’re not going? Run now!

Instead of cursing, Lars licked his lips and flapped his hands like wings.

‘okay. ‘I’ll go as quickly as possible.’

Today, I stepped on Taehwabo, promising myself that I would eat properly since I received a lot of help from Lars.

‘hmm?’

As I ran to the annex with all my might, I saw a man hiding at the end of the darkened garden.

“Who are you?”

Raon approached without warning and aimed the knife at the back of the man’s neck.

“Huh!”

The man was shocked and sat down as if he had not expected someone to come from behind.

“I am not the enemy. I am… .”

“Sterrick?”

Raon frowned after checking the face of the man whose lips were trembling. It was Sterick, a member of the direct line, who had blocked the maids in front of the banquet hall yesterday.

“Why did you come here?”

He looked down at Sterick, causing a cool wave of air.

“Could it be that you came to complain because you didn’t like what happened yesterday?”

-A delicious smell is wafting out! Miscellaneous things take up time!

Lars sniffed and then screamed.

-Let’s cut off his head right now and eat!

The guy patted his bloated stomach, saying he would take full responsibility.

‘Is that so?’

Raon nodded lightly. This time too, I placed my hand on the Jecheon Sword to cut off its snout if it muttered useless words.

“I’m definitely not!”

Sterick fell to his knees and shook his head.

“I’m not here to criticize you, but to apologize for what happened yesterday!”

He said he was truly sorry and held out the box he was holding.

“This… ?”

“I heard you like cow beef, so I brought it.”

Sterick said it was very good beef and opened the lid of the box. The highest quality beef, full of marbling, revealed its brilliant color.

-He’s a good guy!

Lars changed his stance in a split second and laughed.

“Did you put poison in it?”

Raon looked at Sterrick’s trembling eyes and twisted his mouth.

“Is that possible? “This is the highest quality beef I bought a while ago!”

Sterick shook his head, asking why he would do such a thing.

“Well, aside from the gift, I think it’s the wrong person to apologize to.”

Raon took his hand off the sword and turned his gaze toward the annex.

“of course!”

Sterick nodded quickly as if he understood what Raon was talking about.

“If you give me the chance, I will also apologize to the maids.”

“Please wait.”

Raon looked at the back of Sterrick’s head for a moment and then entered the annex.

“young master!”

“Are you coming now?”

“The meal is almost ready, so hurry up and wash up.”

Yua and Judiel Helen laughed and said they came at the perfect time.

“Everyone, please come out to the garden.”

“Everything?”

“okay. Because it’s important. entire.”

Raon called not only the three but everyone in the annex and brought them to Sterrick.

“you are… .”

Helen recognized Sterick and let out a low groan.

“Oh, I was really sorry about yesterday!”

Sterick bowed his head to the maids without the slightest hesitation.

“uh… ?”

“Oh no!”

“It wasn’t something worth apologizing for… .”

The maids waved their hands, saying it was okay, but Sterick did not straighten his back.

“… … .”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sterrick’s trembling shoulders.

‘Is this the power of Sieghardt’s direct lineage?’

Sterick is not apologizing to the maids because he is truly sorry. He is afraid of his immediate status, which was given and acknowledged by Glenn himself.

Since even his master, Karun, could not refute, it was natural that Sterick was so scared.

‘Now I feel what we have.’

Yesterday, I was just happy with the satisfaction of having Sylvia in the ranks, but today, seeing Sterrick’s reaction, I was able to see what kind of power I had.

“I’m so sorry… .”

“wake up.”

As Sterick continued to apologize, Sylvia stepped out from among the maids.

“Si Sylvia. thanks… .”

“There is no need to be thankful. “Because I have no intention of receiving an apology.”

Sylvia shook her head resolutely and returned the box of beef that Sterick had held out.

“Please come back when you can be sincere in your apology.”

“ah… .”

Sterick’s complexion turned pale, as if his last hope had been shattered.

“Do not worry. Because I have no intention of doing harm like you guys. However, if you touch our children again… .”

Her eyes flashed eerily, like her nickname, Red-Eyed Demon Sword.

“I’d rather have you spit out the words asking me to kill you.”

After saying those words, Sylvia turned her back. A chill seemed to flow from her golden hair, which had always conveyed only comfort.

-Oh oh! Beef is a bit of a waste, but my mom is cool!

Lars blinked rapidly, admiring Silvia’s determination.

‘That’s right. ‘I’m not your mother, though.’

Raon smiled slightly and nodded.

‘Now your mother is changing too.’

Sylvia still cries a lot and has a warmer personality than anyone else, but when it comes to protecting the annex, she has come to make decisions as resolute as a knife.

I liked her cool look.

“Ugh… .”

Sterick seemed to be tired of Sylvia’s momentum and returned to the main building with his legs feeling weak.

“It was no big deal. “Let’s go in!”

Sylvia smiled as if asking when she got angry and gestured to the maids and Raon.

“Because we should celebrate among ourselves too. “I prepared a truly exquisite feast today!”

She blinked one eye, saying it was okay to look forward to it.

-My mom is the best!

Lars clung to Silvia’s shoulder, shouting, “Kyaathou.”

Raon smiled slightly as he looked at the people entering the annex.

‘okay. To protect this life now… .’

I need to move.

The fight against Derus is not just for my revenge. It was also a war to protect Sieghart.

Raon strengthened his will once again and entered the annex.

* * *

A small smoke field in the corner of Sieghart.

The wind and lightning that Rimmer draws with his sword brightens up the dark gymnasium. He was so focused that the heat of summer bloomed only for him.

“hmm?”

Cheryl, who opened the gym door and came in, looked at Rimmer and lowered her eyebrows.

“Have you been training since dawn until now?”

She looked at the traces of sweat on Rimmer’s clothes and sighed.

“ah… .”

Rimmer let out a heavy breath and looked up. He smiled as he looked at the night sky with the moon rising.

“Is it already this late?”

“The king of jokes didn’t even know the time?”

Cheryl furrowed her brows as she looked at Rimmer who was smiling awkwardly.

“I sometimes do something called concentration.”

Rimmer playfully expanded his words and shrugged his shoulders.

“… hey.”

Cheryl called out to Rimmer with a hard look on her face.

“why?”

“I’m just going to gamble like usual! “What kind of training doesn’t suit me!”

She twisted her mouth as if she did not like the serious Rimmer.

“All the gambling halls are closed.”

Rimmer waved his hand up and down.

“And I also need to move my body sometimes… .”

“It’s because of Raon.”

Cheryl said she knew everything and lowered her gaze.

“They say an evil spirit appeared in the river, and a guy named Beorn jumped out of its shadow. “In that situation, neither I nor Roen would have been able to protect Raon.”

She shook her head, saying it was inevitable.

“Because you were tired too. No need to blame yourself… .”

“Can not help it?”

Rimmer let out a long sigh and placed his hand on his forehead.

“There is no such thing as saying that there is nothing you can do about someone who acts as a guard. “You know better.”

Cheryl may have tried to comfort her in an inappropriate way, but this was her own mistake.

If Garam had not been able to save Raon, he would have blamed himself all his life and died like a tree that lost its roots.

‘This is my problem.’

The excuse that he was physically and mentally exhausted from the continuous battle and that he suffered an unexpected blow does not work.

Even if I died on the spot, I should have protected Raon.

Since he had declared that he would make Raon the new king and head of Sieghart’s family, this mistake could not be overlooked.

“Gambling, teaching children, and saving money to send them there are things that must be done, but… .”

Rimmer roughly shook off the sweat that had formed on his hands.

“Protecting Raon comes before anything else.”

Even if it means sacrificing my life.

He raised his sword, vowing never to go through the same thing again.

“under! Do whatever you feel like!”

Cheryl frowned and leaned back against the tree.

“Stupid guy… .”

She stayed with Rimmer until dawn when he finished his training.

* * *

“Raon requested an audience?”

Glenn raised his upper body roughly as if he was going to destroy the throne room.

“yes. “He said he really wanted to see the head of the family.”

Roen smiled slightly and nodded.

“uh? At this time… .”

Cheryl looked up at the not-yet-morning sky and snapped her fingers.

“Aren’t you coming to say hello to your grandfather?”

“My thoughts are similar. Since Master Raon is also a direct descendant, he would have wanted to officially call me grandfather.”

Roen stood next to Sheryl and laughed.

“Matriarch. “This time, you must not ascend to heaven even if you hear your grandfather shouting.”

Cheryl said please and put her hands together.

“No, don’t try.”

Glenn savored his appetite as he felt his heart begin to beat wildly.

“Then call me.”

Roen opened the iron door with a calm smile. Raon, who was waiting outside, took a quick breath and entered the throne room.

Jerk.

Raon stood in front of the podium with calm yet heavy steps.

“See you, matriarch.”

“hmm… .”

Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at Raon kneeling. I was called the head of the family instead of grandfather, but I wasn’t upset.

Right now, Raon was showing the determined eyes of a monk who was about to face death.

‘Whoa.’

Glenn calmly nodded, pressing down on his rapidly pounding chest.

“okay. “What’s going on?”

“I came here because I have something I need to tell you.”

“Speak.”

“… … .”

Raon did not answer right away but looked around the throne room. He put his hands together after making sure that only Cheryl and Roen were there.

“I found out the identity of the swordsman wearing the dragon helmet who surprised the head of the family.”

“what… ?”

Glenn leaned his upper body forward and opened his eyes.

‘You knew his identity?’

The swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet suddenly appeared as if rising from the ground.

Although there were a few suspicious people, there was no evidence, and the temperaments were so different that even I couldn’t be sure, and I couldn’t believe that Raon knew the person’s identity.

“Master La Raon.”

“Really? “Did you really find out who he was?”

Roen and Cheryl swallowed their dry saliva and called Raon.

“yes. “I’m sure.”

As always, the grandson nodded without the slightest hesitation.

“Tell me his name.”

Glenn tensed his chin as he read the resolute will that radiated from Raon’s whole body.

“The identity of the swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet… .”

Raon didn’t answer right away and closed his eyes. I slowly lifted my eyelids, thinking of Derus Robert, who had ridiculed my life in my previous life, and in my second life, I pictured Derus Robert making fun of the entire continent.

Blue anger and a majestic cause bloomed above Raon’s red-hot eyes.

“I am Derus Robert, the Heavenly Sword Saint, the owner of the Robert family.”