The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 747

Chapter 747

“Rimer.”

Glenn stood at the center of the collapsed gymnasium.

“You have been saying for a long time that you would make Raon the head of the family. He often said that he regarded the child as a young king. But…”

He lowered his chin and looked down at Rimmer, who was posing with his sword.

“Why are you suddenly making Raon the true king? In reality, Raon is not even thinking about the head of the family.”

Glenn lowered his eyebrows, saying he couldn’t understand Rimmer’s actions.

“It doesn’t matter what Raon thinks of Sieghart’s throne.”

Rimmer slowly raised his head and looked Glenn in the eye.

“I just want to follow his path.”

“Raon’s road?”

“yes. “If Raon wants to become the head of Sieghart’s family, I will open the way to the throne, and if Raon leaves the family and builds his own castle, I will be the first to pick up the shovel and lay the bricks.”

His eyes flashed with a serious color as if he had already made up his mind.

“Hmm…”

Glenn swallowed a soft sigh.

‘I’m serious.’

Rimmer’s energy waves were sharpened as if in battle. It meant that I made a decision and came here.

“I thought a lot about Raon when he was attacked and went missing.”

Rimmer lowered his head and chewed his lip until the flesh was torn.

“Why couldn’t I keep it? Why couldn’t I stop it? Why did I let my guard down? “I was so despairing of my own incompetence that I just swung my sword endlessly without sleeping or eating.”

He continued speaking, shaking the hand he was holding the sword with.

“After that, I realized it when Raon appeared again and saved the head of the family. Raon to me. And how big of a presence it is to Gwangpungdae.”

Rimmer let out a long breath and raised his gaze again.

“In the end, it was a blessing in disguise, but the same thing may happen again, and the day may come when Raon dies.”

He gritted his teeth as if he didn’t want to even think about it.

“That’s why I want to make up my own mind.”

“That was the reason why I served Raon as my lord.”

Glenn nodded as if he finally understood.

“The first person I need to protect now is the head of the family. “Even if Raon and the Gwangpungdae children die before our eyes, protecting the head of the family must come first.”

Rimmer showed his cool demeanor as if he were standing in the middle of a battlefield, not a training ground.

“We want to break that mold. “I want to protect Raon and Gwangpungdae before the head of the family.”

He hit the ground with his tightly clenched fist.

“I will make sure that no one can harm Raon before I die.”

Rimmer pounded his heart-beating left chest with his bleeding fist as if making an oath.

“Please allow me.”

He got down on both knees as if he wouldn’t get up until he gave permission.

“….”

Sheryl crossed her arms and looked down at Rimmer. It seemed like she had anticipated this situation in advance.

“Rimer. “You’re still impulsive.”

Glenn looked up at the hole-like sky and closed his eyes.

“I was impulsive from the moment we first met. “Many elves tried to stop him from going, but he even stole the sword and followed after me.”

He slowly lowered his gaze and looked at Rimmer’s sword.

“Hehe, I didn’t steal it!”

Rimmer shook his head, saying he received it fairly.

“I liked that unexpected appearance. That’s why I accepted you.”

Glenn faced Rimmer’s transparent eyes.

“After those children died, you hid your emotions behind a fake smile, and now you have returned to the lightsaber Rimmer I know.”

He smiled brightly as if he was happy to see it.

“Do whatever you want.”

Glenn held Rimmer’s shoulder firmly, telling him to follow the path he had decided on.

“thank you.”

Rimmer bowed his head deeply, his shoulders shaking under Glenn’s touch.

“Haa…”

Cheryl let out a long sigh, relieved that the conversation ended well.

“You idiot.”

She leaned her head against the wall as if she was tired.

“Still, I might feel a little lonely.”

Rimmer got up and licked his lips.

“I haven’t even thought about how I should treat the matriarch if I don’t treat her as my lord.”

He scratched the back of his head as if this situation was awkward.

“Simple.”

Glenn looked back at Rimmer and smiled slightly.

“Comrade. And wouldn’t being a friend be enough?”

It might be something he would never have said in the past, but his feelings also grew as he spent time with Raon and Sylvia.

I felt like I could now build new relationships not only with Rimmer, but with other people as well.

“That’s nice.”

Cheryl nodded softly, as if she liked the relationship.

“Ah…”

Rimmer’s fingertips trembled as if he was moved by Glenn’s words.

“What are you doing.”

Cheryl walked up to Rimmer’s side and lightly poked her elbow.

“I have to answer.”

She lifted her chin, telling me to speak quickly.

“Hey, matriarch…”

Rimmer curled his lips with red eyes.

“I’m sorry, but the difference in face value is too big for us to be friends.”

He shook his head, covering his mouth.

“I still look like I’m in my 20s, so I’m popular wherever I go, but the matriarch has so many wrinkles that it wouldn’t be surprising if she ascended to heaven right away…” “Crazy

guy…”

Cheryl, who was laughing, narrowed her eyes with her complexion hardening. wrapped tightly.

“If we become friends, people will swear at me. For now, I will serve you as the head of the family just like now…” As

Rimmer spread both hands and fumbled, red thunderbolts condensed in the sky, drawing a sword-like shape.

“Um, matriarch over there?”

Rimmer’s lips trembled as he looked at the red thunderbolt that covered the entire night sky.

“I’m at the lowest level of Auror right now, so if I get hit by that, I’m really going to die?”

He smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.

“Then die.”

The moment Glenn put down his hand, the lightning sword split the sky and began to sink.

“Hey buddy! Comrades! Let’s go!”

Along with Rimmer’s scream, a huge thunderbolt fell, destroying the Gaju training ground.

Wow!

***

Raon felt a strong wave of energy and looked back.

‘Red thunderbolt?’

Looking at the huge red bomb that fell from the dry sky, it looks like Rimmer was fussing and got hit by Glenn.

‘I guess I’ll have to train with Dogae today as well.’

Since it was no different from everyday life, I shook my head and went into the room.

-Well, that thing looks a little big…

Lars narrowed his eyes, saying it was an unusual auror.

‘are you okay. That elf will never die.’

Raon took off his outerwear and laughed. Even if he died and Ras died, Rimmer seemed like he would never die. He was that kind of person.

-Oh oh! There are sandwiches!

Lars quenched his appetite while looking at the sandwich on the desk.

-This is Helen’s work! Put it in the king’s mouth right now!

The guy liked Helen’s food the most, so drool was flowing from his mouth.

‘I need to check something before that.’

-check? what?

‘A gift from the requiem sword.’

I checked the reward sent by the Requiem Sword.

[< Requiem Sword > has accepted the energy of the Soul Orb.]

[< Requiem Sword > offers purified energy.]

[All abilities increase by 25 points.]

[A new attribute, < Blood Path >, is created.]

Ghost King As if the power contained in this hidden bead was greater than expected, all abilities immediately increased by 25 points, and new characteristics were created.

– Oh my…

Lars let out a choked moan as if he had finally remembered that message.

-It’s so crazy! It’s not enough to just drain from the King’s body, he’s now sucking the blood and resentment of humans! He’s like a parasite!

‘The parasite is you, not me.’

Raon snorted, pointing at Lars.

‘When I eat food, you taste it too. There is nothing you can do without me. ‘Is this a parasite or what?’

-to…?

Lars’s round eyes twitched as if he couldn’t think of anything to say in response.

-Wow, that doesn’t even sound like a horse! This king is not a parasite! The reason the King is here is not for food, but for your body and revenge…

‘Then I guess I can have this for a late-night snack today?’

Raon waved the Nadin bread in front of Lars.

-Oh, no? You’re not going to eat it, are you? There was a sandwich right in front of him…

Lars waved his trembling hand, asking why a man with so much money would eat that tasteless food.

‘I have to bring in gluttony first.’

Raon grinned at Lars and put the Nadin bread in his mouth.

The chewy texture and thick, sticky taste that felt like chewing rubber filled my mouth.

-This Elyos bastard!

‘No matter how much I think about it, it’s okay….’

-Kyaaaaaaa!

‘It’s not that bad because you have a stereotype…

-Kwaaaaaaaa!

Lars’s screaming didn’t end until he finished eating his sandwich.

***

Dawn at the 5th training camp filled with gray fog.

Raon stood facing Martha and pulled out his sword.

“Are you ready?”

“preparation?”

Marta revealed her teeth as she pushed back her black hair that had fallen over her forehead.

“I almost collapsed while waiting. “It’s so oiled that it’s almost rusty.”

She let out a heavy breath, saying, “Let’s get started.”

“Then let’s take a look at your sword skills first.”

Raon tilted his chin, standing two feet away from Marta.

“It is a sword given to me by my father.”

Martha nodded and raised her sword to its upper level.

As she struck down her sword, the air shook and the ground shook. It was enormous power.

‘It’s a defeated sword…’

Raon turned his wrist while watching Marta’s sword skills pouring out explosive sword strikes.

‘It’s still a feat. No, it’s worse than before.’

Martha’s swordsmanship had been focused on quick, heavy, and strong swords since she was a trainee, but now she was even using the skills of a fast sword, which was said to be the strongest among strong swords.

– King Bon felt sorrow from that sword.

Lars frowned as if he felt sorry.

‘Because it’s a sword to save my mother.’

In fact, the opportunity to stab the White Blood Cult leader with her sword would rarely come, so Martha was only training her strong sword so as not to miss that moment.

I felt an eerie yet sad will to kill the other person even if it meant killing myself.

“how is it?”

Martha unfolded both her swords and placed them on her shoulder.

“You’re so aggressive that it’s so ignorant.”

Raon approached Martha, swinging his sword.

“We can start right away.”

“The analysis is already finished?”

“Your sword is simple and easy to understand. Of course, I saw it a lot.”

He pointed his finger and told me to attack him as much as I wanted.

“I’ll make you regret it!”

Martha ran up with a fierce scream and slashed her sword. The blade imbued with the Titan’s aura fell with the wind in it.

‘It’s worth acknowledging its power.’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Marta’s sword attacks rush in as if they would crush the ground.

‘Marta doesn’t need to change her disposition.’

Unlike other swordsmen, Marta knew exactly what swordsmanship she should pursue.

I thought it would be a good idea to pave the way for her to further develop her strengths.

Cheeeeee!

Raon blocked her sword attack with the same herbivore as Marta.

Wow!

The moment the sword clashed with the sword, a powerful shock wave spread out and shook the entire training ground.

“Ugh…”

Marta staggered as if she was about to fall and took five steps back. But Raon did not move from his spot.

“What…”

Marta chewed her lip as she watched Raon calmly raising his sword.

‘Surely there are fewer Aurors than me?’

A little while ago, Raon’s auror was only at the level of a low-level master, and he did not even use the monster-like strength of his body.

I tried the same herbivore with more force, but I couldn’t understand why I was pushed out.

‘I don’t know for once.’

Marta chewed her molars and unfolded the fifth herbivorous strong luck attack of Paeyanggeom.

Her sword strikes came down wide and heavy, like a cloud carrying lightning.

Couuuuuuuuck!

This time, Raon struck down her sword with the same herbivore as Marta.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

Marta was helplessly pushed away by the explosion that erupted as Kangun Paechul collided with Kangun Paechul.

“No way…”

Marta swallowed dryly as she looked at Raon, who didn’t even shake his collar.

“Is it the center of gravity?”

Her lips trembled and she swung her sword violently.

“This difference is just based on the center of gravity?”

“Not only.”

Raon calmly shook his head.

“The body’s center of gravity can change the swordsmanship technique itself. “It is an important element that can make heavy things heavier and light things lighter.”

“But I moved exactly as written in the swordsmanship book!”

Marta stamped her foot as if she didn’t understand.

“Because the swordsman doesn’t know who you are.”

Raon lowered his sword and calmly opened his eyes.

“Do not be satisfied with simply following the teachings of others; find your own sword and direction. Because strong swordsmanship does not make a strong person.”

He turned his shoulder and said that you would understand.

“There is no need to be impatient. “You are not alone.”

“Ah…”

Marta chewed her lip, repeating Raon’s words. The impatience in her eyes slowly began to subside.

‘Was I in such a hurry that that oblivious guy recognized it?…’

No, there’s no way he wouldn’t know.

The white blood cult leader seen on the battlefield was much stronger than before, as if laughing at his own growth.

I felt such an overwhelming energy wave that it was impossible to even approach.

Every day since I felt her absolute helplessness has been hell.

Even if I practiced swordsmanship and footwork, I only thought that I could not save my mother, and even when I slept, I only had nightmares.

On the outside, I looked like I trained as usual, but there was no way it was going well.

However, when he saw Raon’s words that he was not alone, his trust in him, and the rapid growth of the sword team members, his hope that he could do it too was rekindled.

“Okay…”

Martha nodded.

“The Nachal woman who came from hell cannot stop here!”

She charged at Raon and slashed her sword.

Wow!

By slightly tilting the knees forward and lowering the angle of the arms, the power of the sword strike became half as strong.

The unbelievable results naturally left me in despair.

“There is still a long way to go.”

Rather than praising, Raon pointed his finger at him, telling him to improve further.

“I know!”

In order not to lose sight of the current sensation, Marta unfolded all of her sword skills. Using Raon’s image as a mirror, he perfected his own movements.

“I’ll tell you clearly.”

Raon struck away Marta’s sword and revealed dry eyes.

“You mentioned Grand Master, but it is extremely unlikely that you and the other leaders will become Grand Masters by the next war. “It is no exaggeration to say that it is impossible.”

He shook his head in a cold voice.

“Then what are you going to do?”

“What should I do? What should I do?”

Martha drew an ugly yet beautiful smile.

“But we keep going!”

This does not mean that it does not matter what happens as before. It was a pledge of hope to do the best under the given circumstances.

Couuuuuuuuck!

Marta finally lowered her sword after pushing Raon away one step. I felt the joy of being able to move on to the next level if I could organize my current enlightenment.

“Not yet. Let’s keep doing it!”

It was when she was about to attack Raon again.

“Enough.”

Runaan stepped in front of Marta and shook her head.

“Why suddenly….”

“Time.”

She raised her finger and pointed at the sky, well past noon.

“Ugh, this is the perfect moment…”

“Next is me. “The Nachalnyeo is over.”

Runaan shook her head, saying that was all.

“Who are you calling me?”

Marta frowned as she looked at Runaan.

“You directly said she was a Nachalnyeo. “The Raksha-nyeo who came up from hell.”

Runaan nodded, recalling what Marta had said.

“Profit….”

“Get out of my way.”

Marta and Runaan were glaring at each other and about to take out their swords.

Wow!

A powerful wave of auras arose from the right side of the training hall.

Cheeeeee!

Dorian and Crane. A bundle of tangible auras was burning from the swords of the two people who were sparring.

“Ganggi.”

“Are those guys promoted to Master?”

Runaan and Marta’s eyes widened as they saw the power burning from Dorian and Crane’s swords.

“Is this strength…?”

Crane had tears in his eyes as if he couldn’t believe the strength he had created.

“So, it looks like your hand is going to fall off? How do I do this? “Please save me!”

Dorian’s hands were shaking as if he was frightened by his own strength.

“With this…”

Raon curled up his lips as he watched Dorian and Crane’s strength flashing in different colors.

“The first button is in place.”

***

Four gray windows appeared in front of Derus Robert’s faded throne.

“It’s been a while. No, I should say this is my first time seeing it like this.”

He pointed his finger at the figures reflected in the gray window.

“Derus Robert.”

The white-blooded leader reflected in the first gray window lifted the hem of her dress and crossed her legs.

“You were so good at fooling everyone.”

She furrowed her eyebrows as if she didn’t like Derus.

“Thanks to you, haven’t we benefited in our own way?”

Tacheon, reflected in the second gray window, smiled slightly.

“Of course, if I had explained the situation, I could have gotten more out of it.”

He muttered that it was regretful and showed a strange look towards Derus.

Jijijijik.

There was no person reflected in the third gray window. There was only an abyss-like darkness floating around.

“But why the Oma Conference?”

The leader of the White Blood Cult waved his hand as he looked at the fourth gray window.

“If the sword-crazy old man and the enemy bastard are dead, then it’s Sama.”

She snorted, saying she couldn’t even count.

“Because the Holy Sword Trainer participated in the meeting regardless of whether the Holy Sword Trainer was dead or not.”

At Derus’s gesture, the last gray window flashed, illuminating the sharp-looking old swordsman.

“From now on, I will be the Holy Sword Trainer.”

Rektar, the blood sword master of the Holy Swordsman and nicknamed the Sword Demon, raised his chin.

“If you have any complaints, say them now.”

His eyes burned quietly as if lighting up the darkness.