The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 390

Episode 390

Frika frowned when she saw Raon Sieghart and Gwangpungdan’s shoes approaching slowly.

‘It’s just plain boots.’

The gangs have walked comfortably on this muddy ground, wearing combat boots that only get in the way when walking through the swamps.

Thousands of people have come to this swamp so far, but it was the first time that the entire group walked so leisurely.

‘There… .’

Unlike Raon Sieghart, who exudes an empty force as if it does not exist here, a creepy madness bloomed in the eyes of the Gwangpungdan.

“Ugh… .”

Frika couldn’t meet the eyes of the Gwangpungdan and groaned.

‘What kind of people’s eyes are like that?’

I’ve heard rumors that the Gwangpungdan is called the Gwanggyeondan, but it is beyond my imagination. I quickly lowered my head because I thought I would be eaten if I kept watching.

“Ugh… .”

“Hey, is that a fanboy?”

“A little bit from what I heard. no it’s very different… .”

“I can’t even look.”

Wellis and the Rangers also gulped their saliva, tired of the beast-like energy emanating from the Gwangpungdan.

As if walking on dry ground, Raon came to her without a sound and smiled.

“Are you from the Aryan family?”

“Ah yes! My name is Frika, the ranger group 3 leader.”

Frika hid her embarrassment and bowed her back.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Raon Sieghart, the constant master of the Gwangpungdan.”

“ah… .”

Raon bowed his head, neither rudely nor excessively. My heart was pounding at the fact that the famous White Sword Dragon greeted me face-to-face on the continent.

“Ah, welcome to the Aryan family… Whoa!”

As Frika raised her head, she saw the three warriors behind Raon and cried.

My heart shriveled at the momentum contained in the green, black, and purple eyes.

“Ranger? It definitely has a sense of agility.”

“Can you fight because it’s not good enough?”

“The shoes are unique.”

“eww… .”

The three of them talked calmly, but their aura was crushed and their mouths did not open.

‘Are these the leaders of the Gwangpungdan?’

I’ve heard rumors that the captains of the Gwangpungdan also showed outstanding performances in the Six Emperor duel, but now I see that they are monsters with a presence beyond that rumor.

“Insert some momentum.”

When Raon looked back and lightly kicked his tongue, not only the three captains, but the entire Gwangpungdan captured the madness.

It meant he had complete control over them.

“Then please guide me.”

“Oh, I see. Start right away… ah!”

Frika tried to move but stopped. He opened the wagon door behind him and pulled out swamp boots.

“Vine boots made for walking in swamps. If you wear them, you will be able to move much more comfortably.”

“Then would you like two?”

Raon nodded and held out his hand.

“Two outlines?”

“Walking in the swamp is also part of my training, so I will go on like this except for those kids.”

He pointed to two young children. It looked like it was difficult to stand in the swamp unlike the other swordsmen.

“young master! I’ll go like this too! Uncle Mark helped me!”

A girl with wavy hair waved her hand vigorously.

“If you do it, I do it too! My lord, I will not wear it either!”

Even a boy with a sharp impression clenched his fists as if he would not lose.

“That’s right. Thank you, but I will decline boots.”

Raon smiled faintly and shook his head.

“Well, I see. Then let’s go.”

Frika reached out and pointed forward.

“Wellis. Let me guide you in front. I’ll clean up and go.”

“Oh, I see.”

Wellis swallowed dry saliva and stepped forward, followed by Raon and Gwangpungdan.

‘Even that idiot wouldn’t play a prank on the gang.’

Frika put her shoes back into the wagon, checked the condition of the swamp and the wagon, and followed the party from the very back.

Wellis stepped forward and bit his lip.

‘ruined.’

What do you say to the executives… .

The Sieghart prosecutors were soaked so they could not move for a while and were even paid to bring them, but not a single one was left out and it turned out to be fine.

‘Is there a way to walk on your own without boots… yes?’

As I was walking while looking at the floor, there was a place with a lighter color in the swamp in front of me.

‘Clear swamp!’

A swamp with a higher proportion of water as the sand sinks or spreads out sideways. If it were there, it was clear that no matter how much the gang was able to escape.

‘great.’

Wellis turned slightly to direct the windmill to the clear swamp.

As the sun is setting, the surroundings are even dark, so no matter how strong Raon or the windmill, getting your clothes wet will be unavoidable.

Wellis naturally pulled the windmill to the clear swamp, and then glanced back when Raon, who was at the front, stepped on the swamp. and.

Aww!

Mud gushing down like a fountain fell with a roar that reverberated throughout the swamp.

Bubbly bubbly!

Wellis smashed all the mud and rolled on the floor.

“Ke-e-eek!”

Every drop of mud was like being hit by a man’s fist. I couldn’t get up because I was crazy.

“Rub… .”

As he was about to get stuck in the swamp while he was collapsed, a hand came out and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up.

It was Laon. He pulled himself out of the swamp with a soft smile.

“Are you okay?”

“Thank you… Hick!”

I was going to say thank you, but there was an eerie light in Raon’s eyes. Also, my teeth trembled because it seemed to say that if I joke around, I will blow my throat.

“Sin, sorry!”

Without saying thank you, Wellis bowed so that his head touched the swamp.

‘I’m a person you should never touch… .’

I thought he was a softer person compared to Gwangpungdan, but I was wrong. It wasn’t just that he was carrying those monsters as his servant.

“Hey! You idiot!”

Frika ran from behind and slapped Wellis in the back of the head.

“I told you not to!”

He immediately turned around and bowed his head to Raon.

“sorry! Because this guy is so playful. From now on, I will guide you.”

“it’s okay.”

Raon smiled faintly. He pointed forward as if nothing had happened.

“Let’s go. I want to get there before it is too late.”

* * *

Raon narrowed her eyes as she looked at the gray wall built over the swamp.

‘Is this the wall of the Aryan family?’

It felt like a fortress wall that had endured for a long time, yet had a strong, strong energy.

However, unlike the outward appearance, there were gaps here and there, probably because the repairs were not done properly.

– It’s special.

Lars frowned as he looked at the castle.

– The person who built this castle must have been quite strong.

‘How do you know that?’

– The balance is perfect.

‘balance?’

-When creating the castle, it was perfectly balanced to a level that an ordinary human would not be able to achieve. Of course, it’s all broken now.

As if interested, he sat down on his shoulder and muttered to eat.

‘That’s not wrong.’

It was said that the head of the first Aryan family conquered the swamp of death together with the first Sieghart, so it was natural to be strong.

“It is a castle floating on a swamp. You are lucky.”

Burren nodded her head as if the castle itself was surprising.

“Is his charm everywhere he goes?”

Marta frowned, even though she was surprised.

“pretty… .”

Runan’s eyes lit up slightly as if he liked the look of the castle opposite to the swamp.

Aaah!

While everyone in the gang was astonished to see the castle of the Aryan family, the gates slammed open in the swamp.

Due to some kind of device, the mud of the swamp could not get inside the gate.

A female prosecutor with brown hair tied like a horsehair walked out from the open gate. He looked like he was in his early 30s, but he seemed to be older than that.

‘Is this woman Wendy Aryan?’

It seemed clear to Judiel’s booklet that she was the only master of the Aryan family and the youngest daughter of Gaju.

“You had a hard time coming here. My name is Wendy Aryan, who is in charge of the Yellow Swordsmanship.”

Wendy Ariane bowed her head as if she knew the identity of this place at once.

“Thank you for your welcome. My name is Raon Sieghart, the constant master of the Gwangpungdan.”

Raon bowed her head and looked at Wendy’s energy.

‘You are well trained.’

Although he lacked practical experience, he could feel the swordsmanship he had been constantly training for a long time.

As it is the beginning of a master, he is weaker than Mark Götton, but he has the qualities to rise high if trained properly.

‘It’s more than expected.’

There was only one Master in the Aryan family, and the rest of the swordsmen were weak, so I thought they were all broken, but it wasn’t.

At least as much as Wendy Ariane, she was showing unmanned eyes.

When Raon found Wendy, Wendy was also watching Raon and the Gwangpungdan.

‘Well… .’

Wendy narrowed her eyes as she looked at the crowd of people who had no mud on them.

‘what?’

Raon is a master, but no one got wet even though Gwangpungdan was wearing plain shoes.

The only person in the party was muddy, veteran Ranger Wellis.

Looking to the side, Captain Frika shrugged as if it was self-sufficient.

‘You must have been playing a prank on the reverse.’

Seeing that the 3rd group’s co-pilot, Wellis, who has been stepping on the swamp like the ground, was so humiliated, it seems that Raon and the Gwangpungdan’s skills are more than rumors.

‘That’s not the only thing that’s surprising.’

Wendy’s fingertips trembled as she looked at the gang behind Raon.

‘There is no one who says that no one is short.’

In the rumors of the public, the Gwangpungdan said that only Raon and Limer had to be careful.

There were only four masters with the highest level of expert in one master, and the others had reached the end of the intermediate level or advanced level.

With the exception of two young children, there was no gap at all.

‘Is this the real Sieghard’s force?’

Swordsmen and officials from Sieghart occasionally came to inspect the Swamp of Death, but it was the first time that they had such momentum.

Wendy patted her forehead lightly to calm herself and reached out her hand.

“Please come this way.”

With a respectful posture, she raised her hand to Raon and Gwangpungdan.

“The Lord is waiting for you.”

“All right.”

Raon nodded and followed her to the center of the Aryan family.

‘It’s gorgeous.’

Wendy walked to the splendid-looking mansion as if it had just been built.

Unlike the fancy buildings, the people guarding this place did not feel the proper momentum.

‘It’s more disappointing than I thought.’

Except for Wendy and the prosecutors who supported her, no one stood out. It seemed more lazier than expected.

Although the Aryan family’s Gajujeon was smaller than that of Sieghard, it was not pushed aside by its splendor.

He said that he had a lot of money thanks to the specialties, and none of the decorations on the wall were expensive and invisible.

“This is the audience room.”

Wendy opened the arched door at the end of Gajujeon. The huge door opened without the slightest creaking as if it had been well greased.

Through the bright lights pouring from the inside of the audience, I saw a podium erected like a staircase.

Those who appeared to be Aryan family leaders stood on either side of the podium, and an old man with brown hair sat on the top.

He ate so well that his shiny cheeks were firm and his belly fat was droopy.

Raon stepped on the red carpet in the center and bowed his head.

“The constant owner of the Sieghart Crazy Wind Troupe. Raon Sighardt sees the owner of the Aryan family.”

Even if it was a vassal family, he was the head of a family that had a long history with Sieghart, so he was polite first.

“You are that white sword dragon. It’s a weather that really lives up to its name.”

A thick, oily voice could be heard from above the podium.

“It was hard to come this far. Wake up.”

“thank you.”

Raon straightened his back and looked up at the podium.

‘Is that man Aryan’s head Wigen Aryan?’

If Sieghart and other heads of households had their own light and momentum, the old man was creating a presence using the brilliant lights pouring from the ceiling. There was no strong wind, no firm will, no cold intelligence.

-Is that really a goju?

Lars also frowned as if it was ridiculous.

-The quality is above average, but the accumulation is so poor!

‘i think so too.’

As the guy said, it seemed that the only thing that Wigen Ariane had accumulated was fat.

“Is the King of Northern Extermination well?”

“Yes. You are at peace.”

“That’s lucky.”

Wigen Ariane nodded. He smiled softly, saying that he will see me soon.

“I prepared a banquet for the gwangpungdan who came all the way here. Let’s have fun today.”

He clapped his hand saying that it would be a good time. Wendy behind us heard the sound of clenching her teeth.

“I appreciate the welcome, but I will decline.”

Raon looked at Wigen Ariane and shook her head.

“I came to the Aryan family with a request for assistance. I don’t know if it’s all over. I don’t think now is the time to enjoy a banquet.”

“Hmm… .”

Wigen showed an uncomfortable look and tapped the armrest. His forearms trembled as if caught in the wind.

“I don’t know about you, but the water level in the swamp of death changes often. It’s nothing special here.”

“I heard that the number of undead monsters has increased as well as the water level of the swamp.”

“The number of zombies and skeletons has to increase. A few arrows can handle it lightly.”

“Undead are monsters that cannot think on their own. There is a possibility that a higher-level monster that gives search instructions has appeared.”

Raon said exactly what he thought when he came here.

“Hmm, isn’t that a prediction?”

Wigen coughed and buried his back in the chair.

“I have lived on this earth all my life. Something like this happened every 10 or 5 years. It’s not a big deal to worry about.”

“Then why did you ask for support from your hometown?”

“It’s because the Great Swordsman is so worried.”

He frowned, saying that this application did not go through their hands and that Wendy Aryan contacted them independently.

“Well… .”

Raon looked at Wigen without turning his head to Wendy.

‘You don’t deviate even an inch from your expectations.’

The reason Wigen comes out so uncooperatively is so that his incompetence and indolence are not exposed.

Since the swamp of death has not changed for hundreds of years, it must have been a long time since they sent reconnaissance or subjugation, thinking that they would continue to be safe.

If there is a problem in the swamp now, he will be punished by Sieghard, so it was clear that he was reacting like that to avoid this situation and solve it on his own.

‘If I leave, only then will I move.’

but it doesn’t work anymore

For the swordsmen and officials from the Sieghart family, the money and pleasure here would have worked, but it meant nothing to the Gwangpungdan, who only thought about growth and fulfillment of their missions.

“Lord. Even if the situation is the same as before, you need to confirm… .”

“I am the one who goes!”

Wendy took a step forward and knelt down, but Wigen frowned.

“You don’t even need to be overbearing. Think of coming here as a break and take a good rest. We know this work well… .”

“Like I said, I have to do my job.”

“I don’t know, but you can’t enter the swamp of death without my permission. That swamp is a difficult place for even rangers to pass, so let’s rest… .”

“I’m sorry… .”

Raon looked up. Wigen’s throat trembled at the red eyes like a volcano spitting fire.

“I have been entrusted with the full authority of this place by the Lord.”

Responsibilities give rise to authority.

He didn’t say that Glenn would actually give him the full rights, but the gang said he would take full responsibility, so it wasn’t bullshit at all.

“Me, the whole volume? what is that… .”

Wigen opened his mouth as if he did not know that the word “full volume” would come out.

“Then you’re going to do whatever you want, just like in the case of censorship?”

“… … .”

He didn’t answer on purpose, only a stronger gaze. Let Wigen fall into a trap on his own.

“No, that’s absurd. No matter how much the white sword dragon, only Dan… .”

As Wigen trembled, a middle-aged man with a rough impression approached him next to him and whispered. It didn’t sound right, but it seemed to convey the fact that the gang had passed through the swamp without special boots.

‘You did it right.’

A little lie drank water and started to grow on its own. It was worthwhile to hold on to the gwangpungdan and teach water walking.

“Ugh… .”

Wigen looked at Raon and Gwangpungdan and gently bit her molars.

‘Walking in a swamp with those shoes… .’

Walking through the swamp without special boots means that you are an expert who can walk underwater. If the entire Gwangpungdan did the job, it meant that everyone was more capable than rumored.

‘What kind of eyes… .’

As I was looking at the Gwangpungdan, I felt like I was making eye contact with a wild beast. The momentum of each one is not a joke. Except for two young children, no swordsman seemed to be able to fight and win.

‘Is the Gwangpungdan like this?’

With such inaction and momentum, it was not unusual to hand over the entire volume to Glenn.

‘Damn it!’

There was no way. He nodded, hoping that nothing would happen in the swamp of death.

“It’s unusual to be reluctant to give me a break. Do as you please.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

Raon bowed his head politely and walked back. Wigen tapped the armrest when she looked at Wendy to stop.

“Wendy. you are man… .”

“Excuse me, but can I go with the Great Swordsman? I have a question for you about the swamp.”

“Okay… .”

Wigen waved his hand as if to take care of it.

“thank you.”

Raon bowed his head once more and turned around. Even after the conversation was over, the Gwangpungdan was staring at the officers of Wigen and Aryan as if they were going to eat them.

‘It is worthwhile to grow up.’

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Not only the nickname, White Sword Dragon, but all of the Gwangpungdan walked in the swamp and gained the right to move freely here thanks to strong momentum. It seemed like the hard work was worthwhile, and a smile came to my mind.

Raon lightly brushed off the black dragon robe and walked through the gwangpungdan.

“let’s go.”