Chapter 609:
Raon chewed his lips, thinking back on what Denning Rose had said.
“Are you saying you are an assassin?”
“yes.”
Denning Rose nodded with calm eyes.
“The agent who was dispatched there after Raon’s request for information was a former assassin. “He was also quite outstanding in that world.”
To the extent that she was outstanding, she was clearly an assassin who made a name for herself before she retired.
“The agent said that the man who appears to be Jubel and several other people smell like assassins.”
“The smell of an assassin….”
Who can identify the assassin best?”
Many people may say they are escorts, but they are not.
Since assassins have unique behavior, the people who are best able to identify and recognize the assassins are their fellow assassins.
“Huh…”
Raon let out a short breath and leaned his upper body forward.
“So that agent who was an assassin said that Jubel was an assassin?”
“that’s right. He said he was working there as a gatherer, but he looked like an assassin. Of course, it’s just a guess, so I can’t be sure.”
Denning Rose said it was just a guess, but didn’t even blink. It meant it was certain.
“You said that the people next to Jubel are also assassins, right?”
“yes. “I heard that many, but not all, are assassins.”
She nodded, saying it was not just one or two people.
“That must mean there is someone there who needs to be killed.”
Raon touched the steaming teacup and sighed.
“that’s right. That’s all there is to it.”
Denning Rose nodded, saying he thought the same thing.
“The place where Jubel stays is Raven Village, near the Sran tribe. It is a small to medium-sized town that is not big, but not small either. It’s been over a year since he settled in the village, and he now considers himself a local. “I think I’ve become close to the Sran tribe and am even invited.”
“Hmm…”
Raon looked at the gently shaking tea and tilted his head.
“If he was an assassin, he would have changed his appearance, but he managed to be discovered.”
Assassins rarely reveal their true colors. It was interesting that Jubel revealed his true identity except for his name.
“You don’t know much about the Sran tribe.”
“I only know that it is a place with many Beast League shamans.”
“that’s right. Shamans live here. However, some of them have unusual abilities.”
“Special abilities?”
“yes. “It’s a method called the mind’s eye.”
Denning Rose moistened her lips with tea and continued speaking.
“Mind’s eye?”
“It’s called the eyes of the heart, and they say you can understand the true feelings of others.”
“Are you sure you can read minds?”
-Huh?
Lars raised his head with wide eyes.
‘Why are you so surprised? Isn’t there something like that in the Demon World?’
-What are you talking about? Actually, the King may have had that ability!
It’s not that he has the ability, but he might have.
Maybe it was because he didn’t lie very well, or maybe because he was a fearless devil, but he also showed off his bluff in a very strange way.
“They say there was a shaman who could really read minds hundreds of years ago, but now they say you can only see what appears to be real. In other words, you can’t hide your appearance.”
Denning Rose shook his head and said that reading minds was just a legend.
-Hmm! also.
Lars rolled his eyes and nodded.
-There is no way a human could have such an ability! There wouldn’t be such an ability even in the demon world, so how could a human being read minds…
Raon ignored Lass, who was fumbling, and looked at Denning Rose.
“Then Jubel’s real face was revealed…”
“That’s right. The shamans who used the mind’s eye must have visited him in his original form to open their minds. And then we discovered it.”
“okay.”
Raon nodded briefly. Now I finally understand the whole situation.
‘It’s become even more certain.’
Staying in a village like Jubel and gaining people’s attention is called laying the groundwork in the terminology of assassins.
It was clear that he was trying to kill someone from the Sran tribe after winning their favor through undercover.
‘Why is he an assassin?…’
Judiel’s life is similar to mine in my previous life.
It was no exaggeration to say that being held on a leash by a trashy owner and doing something you didn’t want to do was the same.
However, having blood relatives was better than me, and not being able to escape because of those blood relatives was worse than me.
Even though Judiel helped me a lot, the reason I think of her so special is because I can see myself in my past life. When I heard that her younger brother was living as an assassin, I remembered Derus Robert and my stomach boiled.
‘It could be a dangerous situation.’
If I intervened at a bad moment, I could have been accused of being an assassin or at the center of an assassination.
‘Whoa.’
Raon slowly closed his eyes. Even now, more than 20 years later, Derus’ evil deeds come to mind as if they were just the day before.
Even if I get revenge, I will never forget what he did to me.
That’s why I didn’t want Judiel and her younger sister, who looked like me, to go through the same thing.
‘I will never live like a bastard.’
I must protect my subordinates.
I raised my gaze and resolved to live differently from Derus, who regarded his subordinates as less than devoted partners.
“Judiel has not been found anywhere yet. “You may not have arrived in Raven Village, but you may be disguised or hiding outside.”
“I guess so.”
Raon nodded. Judiel was trained as a spy, so although he is weak in battle, he is good at killing enemies and has a cautious personality. Most likely, you won’t be caught.
“But who are the assassins targeting?”
“We don’t know that either.”
Denning Rose sighed and shook his head. It was very rare for her to say she didn’t know.
“I would like to simply say that he is the leader of the Sran tribe, but I don’t have much information. We still don’t know which assassin they belong to. sorry.”
“no. “That’s enough.”
I shook my head. It was a great blessing just to gather this much information in a short period of time.
“Are you leaving?”
“Of course I should go.”
Raon emptied the entire teacup and then stood up. An unwavering fire flashed above his eyes.
“Because it’s my subordinate’s job.”
* * *
Raon left the room after completing all preparations to leave for Raven Village.
“uh?”
As I headed to the entrance, I ran into Encia and Siyan passing by in the hallway.
“Where are you going, Raon?”
Encia came forward and lowered her head.
“Jo Jonjal Raon!”
Siyan also followed Judiel and approached, shouting “Jonjal”.
-Are they sisters who separated when they were young?
Ras shook his head as he looked at Siyan and Judiel, who seemed to have become closer than biological sisters.
‘Maybe so.’
Raon sighed inwardly and approached the two people.
“I want to do some training outside the family.”
“As expected, you are a practitioner.”
Encia smiled as if she knew that would happen.
“By the way, Raon.”
She moistened her lips and took a step closer.
“Can we continue using Raon Electric?”
“Raon Biography…”
Raon frowned as he looked at the unfinished book the two people were holding in their arms.
“I’m planning to release two more volumes, the dragon slayer part and the Savior of Seifia part.”
Encia smiled and said that she was going to make a new cover for the book, as if she had already finished all the planning.
“You will do it even if you don’t give permission.”
Whether it was Encia or Siyan, their action ability was at the level of Merlin, so it was clear that they would do it regardless of whether they blocked it or not.
“No. “I won’t do it if I don’t want to.”
Encia shook her head, saying that of course the opinions of the parties involved were the most important.
“Is that true?”
“of course.”
“Then don’t do it.”
“Ah…”
“Uh…”
As soon as they were told not to do it, Encia and Siyan’s complexions turned pale. The two people looked this way with faces as if the world had collapsed.
“Phew….”
Raon shook his head, unable to meet the two people’s eyes.
“follow your heart.”
“yes!”
“thank you! “Good job!”
The two were excited to make a book even though the actual book was here, so they rushed to where the study was.
-You will regret it.
Lars glared at me with envious eyes, contrary to his words of regret.
‘Maybe so.’
I smiled and left the annex, but Sylvia was standing in front of the entrance stairs.
“Where are you going?”
Sylvia approached with a bright smile.
“I’m going to do some training. “It will take a few days.”
“okay. Have a nice trip.”
She waved her hand as if telling him to work hard.
“Give my regards to Judiel.”
“Um…”
I turned around immediately after hearing Judiel’s name.
“What are you talking about?…”
“It was strange ever since you said that Judiel was on leave. “I wonder if my mom doesn’t know that.”
Sylvia laughed and told her mother not to think about deceiving her.
“That kid was amazing from the first time I saw him. He was calm, but looked like he was being chased by something. His face got better when he became your exclusive member, but he started to look impatient again. “Are you in a dangerous situation?”
“…I guess I’ll have to go and find out.”
Sylvia seemed to know the situation to some extent, so she didn’t lie.
“Be sure to bring it with you. “I’ll cook something delicious for you.”
Sylvia smiled and asked that Judiel be brought home safely.
-Something delicious?
Lars, who was yawning as if he was bored, raised his head.
-What is delicious?
“I’ll be back.”
Raon bowed his head to Sylvia and then turned around.
-Now just wait a moment!
Ras shouted as he rushed towards Sylvia.
-What is delicious! Please just listen to the menu!
* * *
In the center of the forest, where trees as long as poles and bushes as sharp as spear knives soared up to the sky, a wall made of monster bones was built.
A young man with brown hair, sweat beading on his forehead as if he was exhausted, stood in front of the wall of bones and lowered his head. In contrast to his shabby clothes, his blue eyes sparkled vividly.
“It’s Philip! “Please open the door!”
At the shout of a young man who called himself Philip, a human face popped out from the wall of bones.
A middle-aged man with tanned skin but a neat appearance ate it.
“Why did you come so quickly?”
“The appointment time with the tribal chief must be kept like a sword.”
Philip smiled good-naturedly and scratched his head.
“I can’t hate you.”
When the middle-aged man called the tribal leader waved his finger, the wall cracked and a door opened that allowed about two people to enter and exit.
“thank you.”
Philip bowed his head again, crossed the door, and went inside.
A small hut that seemed to be built in the shape of a mushroom was built with heavy heating, and in the center of the village there was a bone tower that seemed to reach the sky.
The tower, stained in black light, gave the impression of being majestic rather than bizarre.
“What do you find so surprising when you come here every day? “Come this way.”
At the tribe leader’s gesture, Philip gasped and approached him.
“Every time I see that tower, it seems to suck me in. “It was hard to take my eyes off it.”
“You have a sharp eye. “My ancestors will like it.”
“That’s the tower that was built after defeating the monsters that invaded the village, right?”
“okay. They say there were over a thousand of them running towards us. “If it weren’t for our ancestor, who was called the Death King at the time, our tribe would have been wiped out.”
The tribal leader looked up at the tower and smiled faintly.
“You are a great person.”
“Enough of the flattery, just take out your items.”
“It’s not flattery…”
Philip twisted his lips and opened the bag he was wearing on his waist.
It contained a variety of medicinal herbs, poisonous plants, and flowers, and they were all vibrant, as if they had just been picked.
“It’s annoyingly good.”
The tribal leader laughed as he looked at the herbs and poisonous plants Philip had brought.
“How can you find better materials than our children? “Where on earth do you get this from?”
“It’s a business secret.”
Philip covered his lips with his finger and laughed.
“anyway.”
The tribal leader patted Philip’s head as if he was proud of him.
“good night. “I will give everything the highest level.”
He nodded and held out his pocket to Philip. The sound of gold coins hitting each other was heard inside.
“Thank you!”
Philip took the bag and lowered his head so that it touched the ground.
“How about staying here today? “You won’t regret it because you got good meat.”
“Well, I’m sorry because today is the day I send money home.”
“Oh, I see. “It’s already happened.”
The tribal leader nodded and patted Philip on the shoulder.
“Is your mother okay?”
“….”
Philip laughed without answering.
“okay. Go see it. “Next time you come, I’ll prepare food you can’t refuse.”
“thank you. see you next time!”
Philip bowed his head and left the village.
“Huh…”
A young man from the Sran tribe with round eyes let out a sigh as he approached the tribe leader.
“He’s such a strange guy that he refuses the tribe chief’s invitation.”
“It’s worth it.”
“Well, I guess my head is all focused on thinking about my mother. “Even though I’m making a lot of money, I still walk around wearing rags like that.”
“They say my mother has an incurable disease, so even though my body is here, my mind has to be there.”
The tribal leader clicked his tongue briefly as if he felt sorry.
“You, too, be nice to that child when he comes to visit.”
“Sure. “I sent it to you because I had a bad meal at my house before.”
The young man shook his head, saying he was doing well.
“Whoa.”
The tribal leader sighed as he looked at Philip’s back as he walked away.
* * *
After leaving the Sran tribe, Philip returned to Raven Village, where he had been staying for over a year.
“Are you already finishing work?”
“You’re also diligent.”
“I hope my son is like you.”
The village people laughed and praised Philip. It seemed as if it had blended into the village itself.
“no. “There is still a long way to go.”
Philip smiled kindly and headed to his house located on the outskirts of town.
The moment he opened the door and entered, his expression hardened to the point of coldness.
“I would have told you not to come visit me during the day.”
He frowned as he looked at the white-haired middle-aged man sitting in the chair on his right.
“There’s nothing you can’t say to your boss. No. 196.”
The middle-aged man called Philip one hundred and ninety-six and lowered his eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“What about the Sran tribe?”
“It got to the point where I got invited to events and to my house.”
“Well, if it’s been about a year, you should build that level of friendship. “Well, other guys can’t do it.”
He nodded, muttering that he had done well.
“How do you know the location?”
“All done.”
Philip said that and held out the paper he had in his arms.
On that piece of paper, the location of the Sran tribe he had visited a while ago was drawn, and all the places where traps and spells had been installed were written down.
“Then should we start working now?”
“Already?”
Philip widened his eyes as if he had not expected it.
“why? “Is it uncomfortable?”
A cool light lingered in the middle-aged man’s eyes.
“You are an assassin. Affections and relationships have no meaning. “Philip here is fake.”
“….”
Philip chewed his lip without answering.
“You don’t want to meet your sister? Jubel.”
“Ugh…”
When Jubel’s real name and the word ‘sister’ came out, his brow furrowed deeply.
“This is our 10th mission. “If you complete this properly, you can meet your sister.”
“You said that the fifth time, but you didn’t even show your face!”
“Ah, it’s real this time.”
“but!”
“Then do you want to see it as a corpse? Or you can send your body to your sister. “Choose.”
“Ugh….”
Jubel was unable to answer and his chin trembled.
“Is your sister doing well?”
“of course. “You don’t have to worry because you eat well and sleep well in a rich house.”
The middle-aged man shook his head, telling him not to ask the obvious.
“I’ve been seeing some strange looks lately, so I’d better end it quickly. “You remember your goal, right?”
“…yes.”
Philip chewed his lip and lowered his head. His eyes were dark and dead, unlike when he entered the village.
“good. “The operation begins tomorrow, when there is no moon.”
The middle-aged man waved his hand and left Philip’s room.
Philip stood there for a long time as if he had turned into a stone statue.
* * *
On the hill overlooking Raven Village.
Judiel chewed his lip as he watched Jubel greeting the villagers through Encia’s telescope.
‘I’m sure…’
It’s Jubel.
Although I hadn’t seen him before, his skin had damaged a lot and he had matured a lot, but I was convinced the moment I saw him. That child was clearly my only younger brother, Jubel.
More than anything else, the scar on his forehead was still there.
‘Because that scar was caused by me.’
That’s a wound I got on a rock when I fell while running away with Jubel. It was a scar left on me because of my mistake, so I could never forget it.
‘I see you were doing well.’
Since I was watching from a distance, I couldn’t hear the exact circumstances or words, but it seemed like he was getting along well with the village people.
‘But…’
Judiel looked down at Jubel and chewed his lip.
‘Why are you here?’
A few assumptions came to mind.
It could have been Karun’s intention to sell Jubel, or Jubel to have run away, or to be there now.
No matter what happened, I was happy just to see my younger brother alive.
Just seeing the child I thought was dead smile so lively made me feel warm in my heart.
But after watching that child for three days, a small desire began to bloom.
‘What if my life was taken hostage like me…?’
Just as I entered the annex because of my younger brother, I thought that Jubel might also be doing something bad there because of my life.
Then I absolutely couldn’t bear it.
Judiel took out a small piece of paper from her pocket and wrote her name, Jewel’s name, and the last words she said before parting ways on it, and then came down the mountain at night.
I entered the village cautiously. I wore a robe and tried to kill anyone in sight, but no one seemed particularly strange, perhaps because it was a village frequented by outsiders.
I was trying to push the paper I had brought into the window of Jubel’s house while maintaining the stealth skills I had learned from my spy training.
The window was carefully opened, and a man wearing night clothes and a black mask jumped out.
The moment I met his blue eyes, I knew immediately who this man was.
“Ju….”
The moment he was about to call his younger brother’s name, the dagger that came out of the masked man’s hand fell towards Judiel’s forehead.
Peeeeeeee!
