The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 416

Episode 416

Raon grinned as he saw Lars fluttering his tongue at Limer.

‘I think it will be fun when the two of us meet.’

He smiled in anticipation of what would happen when Lars and Limer, who would be sad if they were the second to be childish.

‘Are you going to fight like the kids?’

While imagining the conversation between Limer and Lars, Wendy Aryan came up to the top of the dungeon.

She approached Limer and bowed her back at a right angle.

“Lord of the windmill. Thank you very much.”

At first, I thought he was crazy about money because he said he wanted to open a gambling table in the dungeon, but it was a huge misunderstanding.

Raon and Limer did not have enough to save the Aryan family, so it seems that they planned this gambling plan to even provide financial support.

‘After all, it’s a Sieghart, and it’s also a Gwangpungdan.’

There were a lot of bad rumors about Limer, but it seems that they were all false rumors.

To meet the heroes one after another after Raon, I was so moved that I got my strength into my hands.

“Heh heh heh… .”

Limer nodded with a friendly laugh as if possessed by Loen. Tears welling up in the corners of his thin eyes fell.

“You donated so much money… .”

“The Aryan family will never forget this grace!”

“I will treat you as a benefactor from now on!”

“Woah ah ah ah!”

The newly appointed Aryan family leaders also bowed their heads to Limer and cheered.

“Heh heh heh… .”

Rimer laughed again this time and only nodded his head.

“Let’s spit it out!”

“Wow!”

“Thank you Rimer!”

Wendy and the executives gave Limer a rinse and thanked him once again.

“Heh heh heh… .”

Limer floated in the air and then came down with only an empty smile.

It looked as if the person was completely broken.

“A benefactor?”

“Limer-sama?”

As people tilted their heads, Raon approached Limer’s side.

“You are happy, because you are a person who likes to donate from the beginning.”

“Oh, you did!”

“Also!”

“Donating is not an easy task, but it is amazing.”

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Not only Ariane’s executives, but also the audience raised their hands in praise of Rimer again.

“Actually, I’ve heard that too.”

One of the executives looked at Limer and lost his appetite.

“A friend said he saw Rimer donating to an orphanage in the past.”

He smiled warmly, muttering things that couldn’t exist.

“donation? Isn’t that theft?”

Raon looked at Limer and narrowed his eyes.

“Have you ever donated directly by Danju? Isn’t it the same person?”

It’s an absurd story, but just in case you didn’t know, I asked Limer.

“I don’t know. men and horses!”

Limer quickly turned her head and went down the dungeon. He waved his hand as if to do the rest.

“Bank!”

“yep!”

When Raon called, Dorian jumped up to the top of the dungeon.

“Have you finished the calculations?”

“Absolutely!”

Dorian skimmed through the books as if he was a real banker and then nodded.

“Then let’s give Danju’s donation to Wendy.”

“All right.”

He took a gold coin from his belly pocket and handed it to Wendy Aryan and the officers.

“ah… .”

“I really don’t know how to say thank you… .”

Wendy and the executives looked at the pile of gold coin pockets and couldn’t speak.

“Call the Sepia Chamber of Commerce and tell him to open a deal with Aryan. This is your chance to monopolize the finest grapes and blueberries. It will come running fast.”

He smiled as it seemed that a stronger relationship would be created by connecting the Aryan family, which could be called an ally, and Sepia Sanghoe.

“Your boss will love it too!”

Dorian nodded his head coldly and took out the communication marble he had received from the business owner.

“Gwangpungdan! gangster! The gang!”

“no! These days, they are called gangsters!”

“The gang! Beasts! Beasts!”

The audience raised their voices, praising Gwangpungdan, who saved Aryan and donated many gold coins.

“It’s not a madman, it’s a windstorm, you bastards!”

As soon as Marta heard the word rabies, she set fire to her eyes.

“Ahhh!”

“I’m a naughty girl! Sieghard’s Demon Dog!”

“The devil is not me! It’s a Raon guy!”

She jumped into the audience and made a fuss, but it was only a minor accident.

Everyone here smiled and enjoyed today’s festival.

‘Oh, except for one.’

The only one who didn’t laugh was one red-haired elf, squatting in the corner, weeping blood.

“Ouch, my money. my flower road… .”

He bit his lip as he looked at the bundle of gold that Dorian had pulled out.

‘Now it’s time to keep the promise I made with the swordsman… Well?

Raon stopped while trying to approach the sword spirit.

‘That’s… .’

Muston, behind the sword spirit, was glaring at this with blood-greased eyes.

‘There’s one more guy who doesn’t laugh.’

I didn’t hear it properly, but it seems that the swordsman encouraged Muston rather than criticized him after the battle, but that didn’t seem to work at all.

It didn’t cause momentum, but the malice in his eyes became more poisonous than before.

‘I’ll have to step on it properly.’

Thanks to being at the top level of the Master, I had the confidence to defeat Muston without too much difficulty even if he showed his skills.

It seems like you have to press it down with force to sort it out.

“Rectar-sama.”

Raon approached the sword spirit with ease while receiving Muston’s sharp gaze.

“It’s all over.”

The sword spirit nodded and gestured toward his dormitory.

“Have a cup of tea in a quiet place.”

* * *

The sword spirit swept down the teacup and raised his gaze. Watching Raon sipping tea from the other side, he caught his breath.

‘No matter how you look at it, they look alike… .’

If Raon’s hair and eyes were changed to brown and blue, respectively, they would look similar to him.

‘Especially when they fight, their expressions are the same.’

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Not as peaceful as it is now, but when Raon fought with all his might, it felt as if he had returned and wielded his sword.

Because the world is wide, there may be people who resemble each other to some extent, but it was difficult to think of such a similarity other than blood and blood.

“Rectar-sama?”

“Great!”

At Raon’s call, Rek’tar came to his senses and coughed in vain.

“I’m sorry. I was thinking about something else for a while.”

“no. it’s okay.”

Raon shook his head calmly.

‘You looked a little lonely.’

A little while ago, the sword spirit didn’t look like a sword ghost, but looked sad like an old man who showed his age.

Seeing that he had a different idea, he seemed to have fallen into old memories for a while.

‘What question are you trying to ask?’

It’s not a request, it’s not a rematch with the disciple, and he’s only asking a few questions, I don’t know his intentions.

“Don’t be weird, just listen.”

“Yes.”

“Can I ask a question about your father and mother?”

“Mother and father?”

“Yes. I want to know what kind of people they are that raised you up so straight.”

The sword spirit smiled awkwardly, saying that it was strange that he was able to build strength, mental strength, and personality at the age of 20 with a calm gaze.

‘It’s humanity… .’

Even the swordsman seemed to know that his disciple Muston’s personality was broken.

Seeing him asking for advice for such a disciple, I liked him even more.

‘Because it’s not really a secret.’

Sylvia’s son had already spread, so it wasn’t difficult to tell.

“My mother is Sylvia Sieghard. He was originally a Sighardt’s swordsman, but now he is leading a normal life. More than just a prosecutor, he has a strong heart and puts everyone at ease.”

Raon honestly shared her feelings and thoughts about Sylvia.

“You said it was Inseong a while ago, but it is because of my mother that I got the nickname Hyeop, which is a shame.”

Sylvia conveyed what she said she wanted to become a sword-bearer for others like the old Sighard Swordsman.

“… Right.”

The sword spirit swallowed the silence and nodded.

“Then who is your father?”

“It may sound strange, but I don’t know my father very well.”

“I do not know?”

“Yes. He died before I was born, so I never met him.”

“Lord, dead… all?”

The swordsman’s voice was dull, but his lips trembled thinly.

“how? Are you ill?”

“It’s a little difficult to explain to strangers, but you were murdered.”

“… … .”

The swordsman closed his eyes. His shoulders, which seemed as strong as steel, felt as thin as branches.

“To be honest, I didn’t even hear your name because my mother didn’t talk about my father.”

“Did you have a bad relationship?”

“no. He said that the relationship between the two of them was better than anyone else. It was because I was concerned that I might feel the void of my father greatly.”

Sylvia smiled as she talked about her father, but at the same time she had a sad expression on her face.

It was hard to see that sad expression, so I didn’t ask for his name on purpose.

“To put it according to my mother’s words, my father said he was a fool. He was tall and had very good swordsmanship, but he said he wasn’t a famous swordsman because he didn’t have the talent for Auror.”

Raon brought up a story about her father, which Sylvia had been kindly telling her before.

“But my father said that he is a person who grows stronger when he stands in front of others with a sword. I think it is thanks to my mother, who was influenced by my father, that made me think of others the way I am now.”

She lived her previous life as an assassin whose personality was worn out, so if it wasn’t for Sylvia, she might have become a broken monster like Muston, a disciple of the sword demon.

Meeting Sylvia and the people of the annex was the most fortunate.

“… … .”

The swordsman looked at the teacup that had been laid down on the table without a word. The few drops of tea left on the floor seemed to evaporate.

“I’m so sorry, but do you know who your father killed? Please.”

“… This is Eden.”

“that… That’s right.”

He clasped his hands and bowed his head. His strong fingertips were trembling thinly even when the swords were facing each other.

“Well… .”

Raon licked her lips as she looked at the sword demon that looked dangerous somewhere.

“Are you acquainted with my father by any chance?”

The actions the sword demon was showing now only thought it had something to do with his father.

“Not yet.”

The sword spirit calmly shook his head to see if he had controlled his emotions in the meantime.

‘Not yet?’

I’m not sure what that means.

‘Actually, it doesn’t make sense to know with this kind of explanation.’

Even though he didn’t tell me his name, it’s even more strange to get to know him with his father.

“Can I ask you one more favor?”

The swordsman took a short breath and raised his head.

“Say it.”

“Can I come with you when you return to Sieghard?”

“Are you trying to see my mother by any chance?”

“I want to check a little bit about your father. I swear I won’t hurt anyone.”

He placed his right hand holding the sword on his left chest, where his heart was, and said the swordsman’s oath.

“I’m not going right away, I’m going to stop by Habunseong, are you okay?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“If you are coming as a guest, it will be fine.”

The sword spirit wasn’t the enemy, and even if he had a relationship with his father, it didn’t seem like a bad feeling.

I got a lot of help this time, so it wasn’t too difficult to invite him.

“Thank you. really… .”

The swordsman raised his gaze. His clear eyes were clear, but he felt strangely hot like a heated iron plate.

“no. Departure is in 5 days. Please prepare in advance.”

“I see.”

He nodded, told him to take care of himself, and then closed his eyes.

Raon bowed his head and left the sword demon’s room.

‘I wonder what’s going on.’

Thinking about the relationship between the swordsman and his father, he went down to the first floor, and Muston came up from the stairs.

There were still two swords in his eyes.

“What did you talk to Master?”

Muston evoked a cool energy as if he was about to draw a sword at any moment.

“What are you going to do with that?”

Raon looked at Muston and smirked.

“If it was something you needed to know, I would have called you to your room too.”

“cheeky… .”

Muston’s brow wrinkled like a rolled up paper.

“Are you aiming for a moment of negligence and mistakenly thinking that you won rightfully?”

“It’s not an illusion, it’s reality.”

“If I had shown the skills I saw from the beginning, the results would have been different! If you fight now, you can’t be my opponent!”

He clenched his sword as if he wanted to fight right away.

“Even if you see Rek’tar-sama, you have to endure it for once.”

“Don’t put Master’s name in your snout!”

I sighed and started going down the stairs, but Muston grabbed my shoulder roughly.

“You really don’t get the subject wrong.”

Raon turned and approached Muston.

Whoo!

A ring of fire that resonates naturally. Reaching the superlative level of the Master, the higher rank and image of the sword was released, and a magnificent wave was created.

“Ouch… .”

Muston raised his rank to face the huge momentum, but was torn apart by the sharp waves that seemed to be wrapped around a blade.

“Hey, what is this… .”

He shrugged his chin and stepped back down the stairs.

“Ugh!”

As Raon’s waves grew wilder, Muston stumbled and rolled down the stairs to the floor.

“Mouston.”

Raon looked down at the fallen Muston and let out a dry voice.

“There is no such thing as being vigilant in the world of winning. If it had been a real battle, your neck would have been rolling on the floor now.”

“Ugh… .”

“If you knew, shut your mouth and turn it off.”

Leaving Muston shivering all over his body, he left the sword demon’s dormitory.

– That bastard is eaten by jealousy.

Lars clicked his tongue.

-Originally, jealousy is an emotion that is difficult to handle on your own. It is also called a snake heart because it has a heart like an unclean snake.

‘Snake heart… .’

– There was a guy like that in the demon world. Even if I said nice things, even if I had too much, I was jealous and jealous of others. But that madman took advantage of his jealousy to gain enormous power.

He murmured that he was the ugliest fellow among demons.

‘Maybe that… .’

– That’s right. He rose to the position of the Demon King with the power of that ugly jealousy.

He seemed to know without saying anything. lord of jealousy. Envy. It was another demon king who said that Lars treated his subordinates harshly.

‘Did you rise to a level similar to yours through the power of jealousy?’

– What nonsense! The main king is much stronger than him!

Lars sniffed, saying that he could trample on Envy even with the quality of his subordinates and his own force.

‘Well, he’s stinky, so he can’t be a Demon King.’

Raon looked up at the sword demon’s dormitory and shook his head.

‘I’m still curious. Why did the swordsman receive such an idiot as a disciple? .’

* * *

“Whew… .”

The swordsman let out a shaky sigh.

‘It’s almost certain.’

After not knowing the subject, he has a righteous personality and weak Aurors, but his swordsmanship is excellent. Finally, up to the big stature.

You’ll have to check with Sylvia to find out, but no matter how much you think about it, Raon’s father was that guy.

‘How did this happen… .’

I heard that he had made a huge sacrifice and left the ‘Ryeon’ while he was doing the closing practice, but he didn’t know that things would turn out like this.

‘Is it Sieghard… .’

I was deceived by the fact that it belonged to Sieghart and not to another family.

‘Well, you didn’t care about that.’

As the sword spirit was grinning and clutching at her trembling chest, the door opened and Muston entered.

“Master. What kind of conversation did you have with Raon a while ago?”

He approached me with a somewhat distorted face.

“It’s nothing.”

The swordsman shook his head. I shook my head, because I couldn’t say anything that I wasn’t sure about yet.

“Don’t think useless thoughts, and practice for four days. On the fifth day, we will go to Sieghart with the Gwangpungdan, so prepare.”

“Yes?”

Muston opened his mouth.

“Gee, you’re going to Sieghard! What do you mean by that!”

“I have work to go.”

“That is our enemy! Even if they don’t know who we are, why are they there… .”

“As you said, the affiliations between you and me have not yet been revealed. It is only possible now.”

The swordsman shook his head and closed his eyes.

“I have seen a few times where the Master gave instructions to the talented six-huang warriors, but this is a different case.”

Muston nailed it.

“I don’t know if it’s any other yukhwang, but our goal with Sieghard is not deep! No matter how much you like Raon Sieghard, this has crossed the line!”

He knelt down as if unacceptable.

“Master. Calm down! Your disciple folds! The call will be coming soon, but if there is an accident before that, it will be a big problem!”

Muston banged his head on the floor as if he couldn’t.

“Even if that happens… .”

The swordsman opened his deeply closed eyes. The eyes that were imbued with a will as hard as a rock flashed blue.

“I have something to check.”