The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 805

Chapter 805

“Are you out of your mind?”

Raon stood next to Lawrence and tapped the scabbard of the Jecheon Sword.

“What are you thinking?”

Lawrence lifted his glass to his mouth and tilted his head.

“I told you earlier. “Let’s spar for the first time in a while.”

Raon looked at Lawrence and shrugged his shoulders.

“…Wasn’t that a joke?”

Lawrence let out a sigh, his hand holding the glass shaking.

“I don’t make jokes with sparring.”

Raon nodded loudly, saying he was absolutely sincere.

“Huh…”

Lawrence put his drink down on the table and let out a long sigh.

“The taste of alcohol has gone downhill.”

He muttered that he felt dizzy and took a bite of the grilled chicken leg on his plate.

“I lost my appetite completely.”

-If you lose your appetite, offer that chicken leg to the king!

Lars said it went well and motioned for Lawrence to bring the grilled chicken leg he had packed.

‘It’s not about taking what belongs to others.’

Raon shook his head and took some grilled chicken legs from the buffet behind him.

-uh…?

Ras looked at Raon with wide eyes as if he was dumbfounded.

-Yes, you really have no conscience! Is that the sound that comes out of your mouth?

The guy screamed as if he was filled with anger again.

-They say that your conscience is originally in the form of a sharp triangle, so it stabs you in the chest every time you do something evil, but your conscience has gone beyond becoming dull and has become as fluffy as angels’ down…. Raon tried to

block Lars’ mouth. I put the grilled chicken leg in my mouth.

The soft texture and savory chili sauce harmonized well and filled my mouth with happiness.

-This filthy human being… Mmm, delicious.

As soon as Lars tasted the chicken leg, his eyebrows straightened and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

As expected, delicious food was the best way to appease the Demon King’s anger.

“It’s been less than a week since we last sparred.”

Lawrence frowned as he watched Raon chewing on a chicken leg.

“The injury hasn’t recovered yet, so what kind of sparring are you going to do?”

“It’s all healed.”

Raon patted his chest and shook his head.

“Don’t lie! “It wasn’t a trauma, it was a severe internal injury!”

Lawrence wrinkled his nose and said he wouldn’t be fooled.

“It’s true.”

Rektar came next to Lawrence and lowered his eyes.

“I checked. “Both internal and external injuries were completely healed.”

He tilted his chin, telling me to take a look for myself.

“Well, does that make sense? “I vomited black blood?”

Lawrence said he couldn’t believe it and grabbed Raon’s wrist.

“You’re really saying you’re all better…?”

After checking Raon’s physical condition, he opened his mouth.

“Uh, how could this be….”

“I have a rather strong body.”

Raon grinned and turned his shoulders.

“Is that what it means to be strong? “Are you a troll?”

Lawrence muttered that he didn’t understand and his chin trembled.

-It’s not that this guy is good, it’s because those crazy demon lords spread it around!

Lars snorted, saying he wasn’t good to begin with.

‘Among them, the Demon King of Wrath gave it the best.’

-Ugh, that’s….

The guy couldn’t refute and just shook his shoulders.

“Now that you’ve confirmed that I’m fine, will you spar with me?”

Raon said that we should start right away and pointed to the back of the training hall.

“Why are you so obsessed with sparring! Even if you were a genius, you wouldn’t have been able to reach transcendence in a week! “The results are the same!”

Lawrence shook his head, saying it wouldn’t mean anything.

“The result will be the same, but it could be an opportunity for growth.”

“A chance for growth? “Now that I think about it, you said you meditated, right?”

He looked at Raon and narrowed his eyes.

“yes. A little…”

“Not a little, probably all day.”

Marta stood behind Raon and shook her head.

“Meditation all day?”

“That’s right. “After sparring with you, I meditated all day and night in the corner of the training hall.”

“huh. “I thought I was going to sleep sitting down.”

Runan nodded as she listened to Marta’s words.

“Why am I meditating all of a sudden? “Did you learn how to meditate from that old raccoon?”

Lawrence pointed to Zalek, who was talking to Dorian.

“no. “It’s just that I can concentrate well.”

Raon calmly shook his head.

-You have no choice but to concentrate well! Because I have that trait!

Lars frowned as if he was annoyed even thinking about it again.

-You will face evil punishment someday… Hmm, delicious.

Raon ate another piece of the remaining grilled chicken leg and covered Lars’ mouth.

‘Well, it’s not wrong.’

Because meditation training has become easier thanks to the Myeonggyeong Index.

In order to practice mental imagery, concentration similar to that required for actual practice is required.

Even though he had the Concentrate trait, he often failed, but after gaining the Bright View Index, his success rate increased significantly.

It wasn’t a very long time, but by going into the world of images once a day and practicing my swordsmanship, I was able to organize the swordsmanship techniques I was lacking and lay the foundation to go further.

“You definitely look like you’ve gained something.”

Lawrence twisted his lips as if he was fed up.

“But not today! “I feel like I see your face more than I see your grandfather!”

He shook his head, saying that Raon’s face was more familiar than the Rektar he had seen in his entire life.

“Then, to celebrate our familiarity, let’s spar…”

“You leech! “Get out of here!”

Lawrence threw the finished plate at Raon, who did not fall to the end.

“You say it’s one round? “Why don’t you do something for me?”

Zalek took the plate and snapped his fingers.

“I’m going to miss this noise later.”

“It’s because you don’t know. That guy… no! You know it well! “If you spar with this guy, it’ll be sunny!”

Lawrence said no way and rolled his eyes.

“uh? “Then, Mr. Zalek, would you like to play a game?”

Raon grinned and extended his hand to Zalek. It was good that Seonggeomryeon had experts everywhere.

“My back hurts a bit.”

When it became his job, Zalek immediately refused and patted his bent back.

“uh?”

Dorian looked at Zalek and tilted his head.

“Master. Is your back okay now? “You don’t really need anything…”

“Shut up!”

Zalek lowered his pale eyebrows deeply, blocking Dorian’s mind’s eye.

“look! “They say things differently because it’s their job!”

Lawrence snorted, saying he knew it would be like this.

“Then how about you two play one game each?”

In the meantime, Raon said he wanted to spar again.

“ah! “Well, you didn’t say that.”

Zalek interrupted Raon and let out a hollow laugh.

“If the day comes when there is an all-out war against the White Blood Cult, contact this guy.”

He made eye contact with Raon and Martha and then pointed to Lawrence.

“He said he would come and help no matter what.”

“It’s inspiration that helps, not me.”

Lawrence shook his head calmly.

“I have to get my revenge, so let’s fight together, not help.”

He showed serious eyes as he talked about avenging his mother, who was his nanny.

“That’s right.”

Martha looked into Lawrence’s eyes and smiled faintly. I seemed to sympathize with him because we had a common enemy, the leader of the White Blood Cult.

“I will definitely call you, so please come.”

“Of course. That, and ugh! “You can call me when you have anything else to do…”

Lawrence lowered his eyes, muttering that he would help if he felt like it.

“thank you.”

Raon seemed to know Lawrence’s feelings, so he bowed his head politely.

-Has the effect of Steel Leech been activated? Why is a guy whose blood has been sucked said to help?

Lars gritted his teeth, saying the title was already taking effect.

‘Probably not that.’

Raon shook his head, looking at Lawrence’s sincere eyes.

“I don’t know what it is, but call us too!”

“I will go anywhere as long as I fight with you!”

The magic sword master and string sword master, who had been sparring together every day, also raised their hands and said that they would definitely help.

“Hehe.”

Rektar smiled softly as if it was nice to see people gathering around Raon.

“All right.”

Raon smiled and nodded. I thought that the greatest treasure I gained from coming to Seonggeomryeon was not the growth of my sword skills and swordsmanship, but these people.

‘Oma wasn’t completely evil either.’

Thanks to them, I learned that not everyone in Oma is evil.

‘Of course, he is an exception.’

Derus Robert. No matter what the circumstances, I will kill that evil spirit who summons an archangel and spreads malice in the world with my own hands.

It was time for Raon to once again curl his fist, vowing revenge.

-The food here is really… hmm?

Lars stopped enjoying the smell of food and frowned.

“S-No way…”

Almost at the same time, Rektar looked towards the entrance and swallowed dry saliva.

“grandfather?”

Raon carefully approached Rektar’s side.

“Why are you doing this…”

“Go away. No, get out of here!”

Rektar waved his hand at Raon without even looking away.

“Right Now!”

He shouted at me to leave this place and revealed his twisted eyes.

“Why on earth…”

Raon followed Rektar’s hand and retreated, showing his energy.

‘uh…?’

At the entrance to the rocky mountain, I felt a huge, indescribable energy.

‘This energy…’

Familiarity blooms in a powerful force that reminds me of Glenn.

No, it was definitely someone he had met.

“Holy sword practice?”

Although the size and flow of the energy wave changed, the temperament of the previous generation of Seonggeomryeonju was clear.

“Lawrence, Zalek!”

Rektar gritted his teeth and called out the names of Lawrence and Zalek.

“Get the kids out the back aisle!”

He bit his lip as he spoke of a passage other than the rocky mountain.

“Oh, I understand!”

Lawrence also seemed to sense the energy of the former Great Swordmaster, shaking his chin and gesturing to Raon and the others.

“There is no time to explain! hurry!”

He shouted for me to follow him and immediately turned his back on me.

However, Raon did not follow Lawrence and did not move from that spot.

‘It’s already too late.’

Just as he was looking at the Holy Sword Runner, he was also looking at himself.

“Raon! What are you doing! Come on….”

“Where are we going?”

As Lawrence grabbed Raon’s arm and tried to lead him away, a cracked voice was heard from the center of the banquet hall.

Whoa!

A red-haired man comes down with a sharp wind. He had a black eyepatch over his eyes and was wearing tattered robe. Seonggeomryeonju. The sword demon thought to be dead has returned.

‘But that guy…’

Something is different.

There was a strange softness in the spirit of Seonggeomryeonju, which had only ambition. Although his temperament was the same, he seemed to have become a different person.

“Darkan…”

Rektar chewed his lips while calling out the name of the former Holy Sword Master.

“It’s been a while. Rektar. No, should I call it Holy Sword Training now?”

Even though he was wearing a black eyepatch, Darkan turned his head towards where Rektar was standing.

“Are you alive?”

“Fortunately.”

He said with a small smile that it was a narrow difference.

“Why did you show up now?”

“My soul was ripped out right before I died, and I had something to think about. But…”

Darkan answered the question and slowly turned his chin. He twitched his lips as he looked at Raon and his group behind Lawrence.

“I don’t know if this is the Holy Sword Training Center or Sieghart.”

Darkhan immediately recognized the disguised identity of Raon and his party and revealed an eerie smile.

“It seems like you and that kid didn’t have a normal relationship, as I expected.”

He mumbled something that seemed to indicate he was doubting the relationship between Raon and Rektar.

“That’s…”

“Ah, it’s okay.”

Darkan calmly waved his hand.

“Aren’t you the Holy Sword Trainer now? You can only sit in Yeonju’s seat once. “You don’t need to tell me why.”

“Are you serious about that?”

Rektar lowered his eyebrows as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Of course. “The swordsmanship of sitting in a practice position and receiving swords was quite attractive, but it has no meaning anymore.”

Darkan waved his hand, saying he really had no regrets about practicing.

“Because I have a new target and prey.”

A strange desire flashed through the black eyepatch he was wearing.

“You…”

Raon came in front of Lawrence and bit his lip.

“How are you alive?”

Although others may not know, the Holy Sword Training Master was right in front of Glenn. I couldn’t figure out why he survived.

“Raon Sieghardt. okay. An explanation would make sense to you.”

Naturally, Darkan had discovered his identity.

“Your matriarch was greedy. “They were targeting not just me, but all the leaders of Oma.”

He continued speaking while stroking his rocky chin.

“If Glenn had used the completed heart sword or had targeted only me, he would have died. But he thought too much about protecting you guys. “Thanks to you, I was able to survive even though it was ugly.”

“Ugly?”

“okay. Looking at that beautiful heart sword, I thought that I would have no choice but to die, but I also wanted to unfold that sword with my own hands. So I was able to barely survive by tearing out my own soul.”

Unlike confessing his own ugliness, Darkan let out a hearty laugh.

“Even though my soul was ripped out mercilessly, I was able to survive. Even thinking about it now makes me dizzy. A sword of the heart that cuts through the soul! I was satisfied with Igigeogum, so it was an area I couldn’t even imagine. “I can only describe it as crazy.”

He seemed overly excited, prolonging his speech and bursting into bizarre laughter.

“Then the eyes were like that too…”

Raon bit his lip as he looked at the black eyepatch of the Holy Sword Runner.

If he had held a grudge against those eyes, he might not have returned alive today.

“no. “That’s not it.”

Darkan shook his head resolutely.

“As I recovered from my soul wounds, I kept thinking of your matriarch’s sword. A sword that cuts through the soul. I visited the world of imagination countless times while drawing it. But no matter what I did, I couldn’t get my hands on it.”

The more he spoke, the more goosebumps started to appear on my back.

“I went back to the beginning and thought about it again. Invisible sword. A sword that cuts through souls. Sword of the heart. It is a sword that cannot be seen or held from the beginning. So…”

Darkhan tore his lips and drew a bizarre smile.

“I pulled out my eyes.”

He took off his black eyepatch. Both of his eyeballs were torn out roughly, as if they had been plucked out alive.

“Huh!”

“Ah…”

“Well, that is…”

Everyone’s lips trembled, as if it was shocking to even the prosecutors of the Seonggeomryun to have their eyes pulled out.

“That’s when I saw it. “What is Sim-Geom?”

But Darkan smiled, saying it was a satisfactory result.

-I knew he was crazy from the beginning, but I never thought it would be like this…

Lars chewed his lip, saying that he was as sick of a person as he was.

“But I couldn’t reach the same level as your grandfather. “That’s why I’m so interested in you.”

Darkhan quenched his appetite while looking at Raon.

“I think studying you will yield similar results.”

“Get back!”

“Raon! “Get behind me!”

Lawrence and Zalek stepped in front of Raon and blocked Darkan’s view.

“Ha…”

Darkan sighed and shook his head, as if his excitement had subsided.

“The art of destruction and the mind’s eye. “You guys have nothing to do.”

He stretched out his hand, letting out a murderous voice.

Whoa whoa!

Lawrence and Zalek were unable to withstand Darkan’s huge energy wave and fell to the ground.

Black blood poured out from the mouths of the two people.

“What I want is that child….”

“Then what about me?”

Rektar stood in front of Raon and cast a calm gaze.

“You would have felt the change in me too, right?”

“of course.”

The corners of Darkan’s mouth curled up again.

“Your growth is surprising even to me. “It seems like you gained enlightenment in a different way than I did.”

He smiled and nodded happily.

“It really could have worked if I had stayed there.”

Darkan said he was excited and raised his voice.

“Then shall we start right away?”

With a snap of his fingers, Zalek’s fallen sword was pulled out and caught in his hand.

“grandfather!”

Raon could not bear it anymore and called Rektar.

“Didn’t I tell you? “You will protect me even if I die.”

Rektar looked back at Raon and smiled as if it was okay.

“Grandfather. I see. “I’m becoming more and more greedy?”

Darkhan’s eyes disappeared, but his desire did not disappear, and seemed to have become more intense.

“I will not lose this time.”

Rektar stood in front of Darkan with his sword drawn.

“okay. “Try to satisfy me.”

Darkan lifted his chin with his sword slung over his shoulder.

The moment Rektar and Darkan stopped breathing, their swords extended simultaneously.

Hahaha!