The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 510

Episode 510

Marta slowly opened her eyes. I could see a well-maintained white ceiling without a speck of dust.

‘Where is this… Ah.’

Is it because my head is clear after waking up? Things that had happened before immediately came to mind.

‘I passed out after becoming a master.’

While dealing with the Master in Shin Ju-O-Ling’s duel competition, he gained enlightenment and was able to pull out the strong skill he wanted.

‘It probably ended in a draw.’

I was stunned, but I remembered that I had definitely beaten that cocky fellow named Calon.

Martha clenched her fists gently. The huge power that was dormant inside the Danjeon wriggled.

‘It’s not a dream.’

The realization of martial arts deepened. It seemed that he could bring a certain victory against Calon now.

‘What would Raon say?’

It was hard to bear it because I was curious about what Raon would say when he saw himself as a master. I wanted to see his reaction right away.

‘I’m not going to say I did a good job honestly with his personality… Hmm?’

Martha giggled to herself and rolled her eyes. It was noisy outside a little while ago.

‘This must be a treatment center.’

Looking at the neat interior and the medicines placed next to it, it was clear that it was a treatment center. Like a new city, it was obvious that money was spent.

‘Shall we go out?’

My body is light because I slept for a long time. I thought there would be no problem if I moved right away, so I roughly loosened the bandage and opened the door to the hospital room.

“Quaaaaaagh!”

“Cut your stomach first!”

“No, how could my arm be like this…”

“The blood is so severe! Three more wounds in the abdomen! This person is already late…”

“Shut up and focus on healing! These are the people who brought the three princes’ divine tablets! Unconditionally live!”

The screams of the patients and the cries of the therapists are rampant. It was so loud that it hurt my ears, but I was used to the strangely screaming voices.

“No way…”

Marta pursed her lips, examining the patient’s face as the therapists applied the treatment to her abdomen.

‘uh…?’

it’s dorian Both arms and legs were crushed as if they had been hit with a hammer, and there was a black hole in the abdomen, and blood was constantly flowing.

“The priest!”

“I’ll be back soon!”

“Damn it! Even if you take money and apply them, they are heavy on the butt!”

A middle-aged healer in a golden suit spat out curse words and applied medicinal herbs to Dorian’s abdomen, covered the hole with both hands, and sprayed blue energy.

“Huh…”

Dorian let out a low, inaudible moan. Her neck belt moved as if she was barely breathing, but it didn’t seem like she could hold out for long.

But he wasn’t the only one who suffered serious injuries.

Beside Dorian was Runan, who had three holes in his stomach, Burren, with one eyeball covered in blood, and Mark Goetton, whose left arm was burnt black.

All three of them were shaking their shoulders and necks, as if the pain was severe.

“Ahh…”

“Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Turn off…”

“Cut out the four flesh! I can’t stand it…”

The other Gwangpungdae swordsmen also suffered major injuries here and there, but the wounds were stained black as if it had been a long time ago.

‘Mamagi?’

Were you struck by magic?

Martha sat down, holding on to the wall next to her.

“What the hell is this about!”

My legs were weak and I couldn’t stand up. He knelt down and turned his head.

‘Wait a minute! Raon! Where is Raon…’

I don’t know what kind of situation it was, but if the windshield was injured like this, there was no way Raon would be fine.

As I was crawling to find Raon, I saw an infant standing up.

“It’s a toddler!”

“Sister Ma Marta!”

An infant with blood-soaked bandages wrapped around her shoulders and waist ran to Martha.

“What happened? Please tell me…”

Marta’s pale lips trembled and took hold of the infant’s sleeve.

“Uh, while my sister was sleeping, Seonggeomyeonju and Whiteblood Sect attacked Barene.”

“The White Blood Religion Master…”

The name of the White Blood Religion leader naturally gave strength to his hands.

‘That monster again…’

Martha looked back at the windmill in agony as she bit her lip until it bled.

My heart beat as fast as it would explode at the thought that it was not enough to take my mother’s body and make my colleagues like that.

“But we didn’t get hit by those two.”

“what?”

“I was able to escape because Lord Gwangpungdae and Heavenly Sword Lord opened the way…”

Yua explained to Martha everything that had happened while she was sleeping.

“Then Raon…”

“…was left there alone.”

The toddler burst into tears with his buttocks pounded.

As crying filled with sorrow and worry enveloped the clinic, the patients who struggled in pain slowly closed their eyes and breathed calmly.

The infant unknowingly created the rhythm of the lullaby that put everyone to sleep.

“Huh…”

“What is this?”

“The anesthesia didn’t work properly…”

The therapists widened their eyes as they looked at the infant. It was the first time this had happened, so he seemed perplexed.

“What are you thinking about! Move quickly!”

“Sorry!”

At the screams of the middle-aged man in golden clothes, other therapists started operating the treatment again.

“It will be fine.”

Martha shook her head as she held the sobbing infant by the shoulder.

“Because there’s no way that monster bastard could die there.”

“Isn’t it?”

“okay. I believe no one knows his miracle better than I do.”

He stroked the infant’s head and turned his head. He smacked his thigh with his bloody fist.

‘shit. shit! je eh en jang!’

Tears flowed out of anger at the fact that the gwangpungdae suffered so much while I was sleeping comfortably, that they protected me more than their own body, that Raon saved everyone and couldn’t do anything while remaining on the battlefield alone.

‘What should I do?’

Don’t be in a hurry. If Raon sent everyone here, the priority was to save them as he intended.

‘First, contact the family.’

Everyone said that they were sent to the treatment center in this state, so they probably didn’t even have the spirit to contact them yet.

Martha braced her trembling legs and stood up.

After figuring out the injuries and condition of the entire Gwangpungdae, I asked the treatment center staff to contact Sieghart.

After telling them to bring all the medicines and elixirs they needed, they knelt in front of a middle-aged man in golden clothes who seemed to be in charge.

“I will do anything. Please, just save those guys.”

Martha bit her lip and hit her head on the floor.

“I have already paid for the treatment.”

A middle-aged man in a golden suit pointed to the three princes’ blood-soaked plaque.

“I just need help. Would it be okay if I pulled out all the Auras? It must be very painful.”

He asked if he could, narrowing his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter if I can’t use the aura again.”

Martha stuck next to the middle-aged man without even wiping the blood from her forehead.

“Good. Put this on your arm.”

The middle-aged man pointed at Martha’s arm with a finger-thick needle.

Marta inserted a needle into her right arm and chewed her lips.

‘Raon must come back alive.’

These guys are going to keep them alive no matter what.

* * *

Lars looked at the transcendentalists and showed a chilling look in his eyes, but Raon, looking at them from behind, broke into a cold sweat.

-hey!

“Why are you calling?”

Lars, still conscious, replied with a gasp.

-What if I just leave without any countermeasures!

Raon screamed at Lars, not screaming.

-You shouldn’t find out that I have a relationship with you!

The original plan was to exchange bodies with Lars in the barrier and go out without knowing, but that crazy demon king left the barrier as it was. My head was dizzy.

– If this goes wrong, everything is ruined!

If you find out that you are having a relationship with the demon king, there is a possibility that you will be kicked out of Sieghart and even killed by dragons.

If he ascended to transcendence, he wouldn’t know, but he wasn’t even a grand master yet, so now was the time to hide it unconditionally.

“You sound stupid. No one here can know your relationship with the main king.”

-You don’t know?

“Right now, the main king is not in your body, but in his actual form. The aura is also not your crude aura, but the magic of frost. None of those worms can find you inside the king.”

-There is a time limit. If it suddenly changes…

“The power that maintains this body right now is not only your mind, but the original king’s magic. It is true that there is a time limit, but you can adjust it yourself.”

Lars shook his head, saying he thought it was strange, but he wouldn’t relate.

“In addition, your barrier is still down there. By the time the main king leaves this place, I will untie it and draw attention, so there is no need to worry.”

-Really?

“Have you ever seen the king lie?”

-…nearly none.

Except when bluffing, Lars rarely lied. I could tell just by looking at what he was doing this time.

“By the way.”

Lars raised the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

“What do you think will happen if your identity is revealed?”

-what?

“In fact, even if the original king is found out, nothing is wrong. I don’t really like the idea of hiding something as the Demon Lord.”

-Uh…

“But you are different. how is it Shall I return to you after revealing my true identity?”

The boy let out a half-moon-like eye smile as if mocking.

-You bastard…

“One week.”

As Raon bit his lip, Lars raised one index finger.

-what?

“Swear that you will eat all the food the main king wants for a week after this is over.”

-Is it a threat?

“That’s what I learned from you. You did a good job taking notes.”

Lars smirked, saying that hard work is rewarded.

-Ugh…

It’s not hard to eat whatever food you want for a week. If he had asked for it, he would have done it unconditionally, but being threatened with an unexpected threat made his stomach boil.

“You better decide quickly. They must be thinking strangely.”

Lars pointed his finger at the Transcendentalists below.

Raon sighed when he saw Rimer and Cheryl.

-okay. One week…

“It’s been over the time limit and it’s been 2 weeks.”

-hey!

“This is what I learned from you too.”

– When did I do that!

“uh? Time dragged on again. It has increased to 3 weeks…”

-Good! 3 weeks!

I shouted that I would do it right away because it would be a month if I go further than this.

“Cole.”

Lars nodded and smiled.

“If you do this, you will be able to stop even the first million in the sky.”

The guy nodded, saying that in three weeks, he would be able to eat whatever he wanted, no matter how much heaven interfered.

Raon went down to the ground and frowned at Lars.

-If you want to eat like that, you can go with your body now.

Lars shook his head with serious eyes.

“I have work to do now.”

* * *

The Comedian frowned at the existence floating in the air.

‘What is that again?’

That guy ripped out the space and popped out, ruining the best prepared method, but that wasn’t the point right now.

‘What kind of energy is that?’

The author’s aura was elegant like divine power and gloomy like magic.

A temperament that was difficult to harmonize flowed through one body, and the scale was so huge that it filled the entire space.

‘Is it a human being?’

Her sea-blue hair, where the sun was fading, was thrown back behind her shoulders, and she was so beautiful that it was difficult to tell whether she was a man or a woman.

Because of her inhuman beauty, mysterious aura, and overwhelming presence, she looked like a non-human being.

‘I don’t know how things will turn out.’

Judging from the fact that he said to close his eyes, he didn’t seem to have a crush on this side. The author raised his spirits so that he could be prepared for any attack.

“Um…”

“Huh.”

Baekhyeol Gyoju’s mouth trembled slightly as if he was nervous, and Seonggeomryeonju’s eyes were red like an excited gambler.

“Keugh!”

“Ugh…”

The ghost spear and the swordsman stepped back as if they were being crushed by Lars, who had overwhelming magic power, befitting a warrior who operated morale.

“…”

After the evil sword, he put his hand on the sword soldier with plain eyes as usual.

When all the Transcendentalists were nervous, Raon looked at Rimer and Cheryl first.

-thank god.

both are unharmed

Both Rimmer and Cheryl were injured, but not severe enough for a windbreak. If you create the right situation, you will be able to escape on your own.

-So… Huh?

Raon smiled lightly as he checked Merlin, who was staring at Lars.

– You’re here too.

‘Did that madwoman come too?’

Lars let out a moan for the first time. I wondered if it might have changed because of the stronger force, but the temperament I had was no different from when I was making cotton candy.

-of course.

In terms of his obsession with Raon Sieghart, it was even more strange that Merlin, the best on the continent, did not come.

“The main king.”

Lars looked away, pretending not to see Merlin. He looked down at the transcendentalists with cold eyes and twisted his mouth.

“I would have told you to cover your eyes?”

“you!”

The evil swordsman trembled and pointed at Lars with his finger.

“You are a demon! It’s an ambiguous energy, but I can’t have that kind of negative energy unless it’s Magi… keke!”

When he said that he was a demon to Lars, there was a sudden click and his face turned to the other side. His cheeks were red and flushed with blood.

“The original king doesn’t listen to questions.”

Lars lowered the hand that had slapped the demon on the cheek and turned his head.

“Know the subject and make fun of it.”

“Ah…”

The evil swordsman touched his battered cheek and trembled his lips.

‘I thought I was right now?’

Even if it wasn’t full power, I was preparing, but I didn’t even recognize it properly until I got hit.

Incredible power and speed. It seemed that he would not be pushed back even if he fought with the Seonggeomyeonju, who showed his sincerity.

“…And the main king is not a demon. He is the king of the demon realm.”

“Demon King? Why is the demon king here…”

When the evil swordsman screamed in astonishment, Lars’ hand moved again.

As if the sunlight hadn’t been exposed, the demon moved as the hand became a beam of light. He built the back of his hand using morale to defend against Rath’s offensive and prepare for a counterattack.

However, the capital of Ras burrowed into the Death Swordsman’s defense like a snake and eventually slapped him on the cheek again.

Wow!

The evil swordsman’s face bent downward, and a yellow tooth protruded from his mouth.

“The sloppy Magi got on my nerves, so I came here. You guys are uglier.”

“Ugh…”

The evil swordsman backed away in disbelief and his eyes trembled.

“The real demon king…”

The Four Swordsman shook his head with his chin trembling.

‘okay. This doesn’t make sense unless you’re the demon king.’

As soon as demons come to the human world, their strength drops. If it was enough to slap the face he was preparing for, it wouldn’t make sense unless he was the Demon King.

“Suddenly, why is the demon king…”

The ghost spear also lifted the spear pole while biting his lips nervously.

“Whoa…”

After the evil sword, he held his breath as if he would pull out the sword at any time, and wrapped his fingers around the sword bottle.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Seonggeomryeonju held his forehead, smiled, and lowered his head.

“Then can I ask you a question? Are you the Demon King?”

At his question, Lars nodded his chin as if asking him to do it.

“Are you using a sword?”

“I don’t write.”

“Sheesh.”

Seonggeomryeonju stepped back with a frown as if he lost interest in it.

-Heh

.

– What is that guy really doing?

I heard that he was a sword-mad ghost, but I didn’t know that he would not be interested in the demon king. Even if he was crazy, he was a madman.

“Devil?”

Ras’s head turned rapidly at the sound of a creepy voice.

“Something smells…”

It’s Merlin. She approached Lars, sniffing like a dog out for a walk, holding the mask slightly.

“I think I can smell Raon.”

“Ugh…”

Lars shrugged his shoulders in surprise for the first time.

-This guy is real…

It wasn’t acting that Lars was afraid of Merlin. It is incomprehensible that a guy with a greater presence than the Seonggeomryeonju and the Baekhyeol religious leader is afraid of Merlin and rolls his body.

“A demon king?”

The white-blooded priest twisted his lips and examined Lars’ whole body.

“Did you reveal it yourself? Are you crazy because you want to die?”

She let out a laugh as if it were absurd.

Lars narrowed his eyes as he looked at the white blood priest.

‘The beef girl’s mother was said to be the owner of that body.’

-okay.

He remembered exactly what Marta had told him before.

-You can’t…

“Hey, parasite.”

Lars reached out to the white blood priest.

“Give me that body.”

“what?”

“I told you to give up your body and get rid of it.”

“It’s full of annoyance, but even the crazy demon is in a frenzy.”

The white-blooded priest gnashed his teeth, raised a colorless aura on his hand and threw it at Ras. The energy that had been slashed through the blood-hardened ground surged towards Lars’ heart.

“You’re a parasite who doesn’t know the subject.”

Lars smiled coldly and shook his hand lightly. The moment the blue light shimmered over the white grip, the blood of the white-blooded cultist froze.

“Are you frozen? Blood?”

The white-blooded religious leader opened his eyes wide as he saw his blood floating like a mobile in a frozen state.

“It’s crude. Like your very existence.”

As Lars cocked his chin and let out a sneer, frozen blood fell to the floor and shattered.

“I was wondering what the demon king’s blood would be like, but it turned out well.”

The White Blood Religion Master spread both hands. Clear blood flowed like a haze over her shoulders, whose complexion had hardened.

Chiririling!

A cold sword broke the tension between the two.

Seonggeomyeonju stuck to the side of the Baekhyeol religious master and raised his sword to Lars.

“Are you wearing it too?”

“I was interested in whether the freezing ability from a while ago would be able to block my swordsmanship. Besides, the Demon King is an achievement of the continent.”

He moistened his lips with his tongue, saying that it would be more fun than anything else.

“You’re good at talking while taking the Black Tower as a colleague.”

Akgeomhu crumpled his face as he took the sword swordsmanship itself.

“That is that and this is this. But you guys won’t interfere with catching the Demon King, right?”

Seonggeomryeonju moistened his lips with his tongue and asked.

“….”

“Um…”

Comedian didn’t answer, and Ghost Chang stepped back as if to observe the situation.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The Four Swordsman pulled out his sword with a vicious expression as if he was looking for an opening in Rath.

– Lars!

Raon urgently called Lars.

– What are you doing without running away! It’s not like there’s a barrier like before.

Demons cannot exert their full potential in the human world. It would be difficult just to deal with the White Blood Religion Master and the Seonggeomryunju, but I don’t know why I didn’t back down.

‘You said it before. If you want to fight in perfect condition, sparring at the gymnasium is enough. That’s what it says.’

-what?

‘A coward who only fights safely cannot be called a king.’

Lars straightened his back and looked at the Holy Sword Master and the White Blood Master. Even though he wasn’t very tall, his presence was much more noticeable.

‘The king goes out of his way and does not turn back. They lead the people behind their backs and just pierce them.’

-Ah…

‘If you want to become the king of the land, watch closely.’

I could feel his sincerity in Lars’ words. It was because he had such self-esteem that he always called himself king.

“The main king will pull out the head of that parasite today. If you try to interfere, risk your life.”

Lars pointed at the White Blood Religion and twisted his lips. The flames of anger flickered over his sky blue eyes.

“come!”

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Swordsman Genius Chapter 510

Author Lee Ant

Publisher Daon Creative

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ISBN 979-11-6730-123-9 (05810)

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