The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 794

Episode 794

“What does it mean that this is a level that only I can reach?”

Raon leaned his upper body forward and swallowed dry saliva.

I don’t know what it means to reach a level that only I can reach, but as I heard Rektar’s anticipation, my heart began to beat as fast as it would explode.

“It means that you can take one step closer to the path of true Mangeom that you are walking.”

Rektar raised his finger and drew the shape of a sword in the air.

“My grandfather and I also pursued Mangeom, but we never achieved true Mangeom. “The path you are walking is like a new world that even we have never been to.”

He let out a windy laugh, saying that both he and Glenn were just a few steps away from the true Mangum.

“Before…”

Raon lifted his eyes slightly and nodded.

“The head of the family also said the same thing.”

Just like Rektar, Glenn also advised me to learn as much swordsmanship and martial arts as possible and learn as much as I can because the path I follow as a swordsman is different from anyone else’s.

Using that advice as a stepping stone, he sparred with the entire Gwangpungdae, and was able to greatly increase the martial arts achievements of not only himself but also the swordsmen.

“It seems he was thinking the same thing as me.”

Rektar said with a deep smile, saying he knew that would happen.

“The first Holy Sword Trainer also pursued the true Ten Thousand Swords, but it seems he ultimately failed. “You are walking down an unprecedented path.”

He nodded calmly as if he believed him.

“Never before…”

Raon pressed his lips down, looking down at his left chest, where the ring of fire was shining.

‘Maybe not.’

Every time I looked at Sieghart’s ancestor’s swordsmanship in my memory, I felt like I was looking in a mirror.

It occurred to me that he may have walked the path of true Mangeom ahead of anyone else.

‘But…

what on earth do our ancestors do?

I became more and more curious about the identity of Sieghardt, the first head of the family, who roamed the entire continent as if it were his own home, hid seeds for the future in places no one knew about, and fought against unknown enemies.

‘Especially its strength is foreign.’

The first head of Sieghardt that he saw looked extremely young. Beyond his age. Also, the first head of the family, who displayed the current Glenn level of power, did not feel like a human being.

-joy! You like it so much!

Lars furrowed his eyebrows as if he didn’t like it.

-If King Bon had grabbed the sword, he would have eaten all of it, whether it was the sword or the dumplings!

‘It’s not dumplings…’

– Oh, as I’m talking, I suddenly feel like eating dumplings. Bring it now!

The guy waved his plump hand, saying he was hungry.

“Haa….”

Raon sighed and shook his head.

These days, every conversation I have with that guy ends up talking about food. Now I’m so sick of it that it’s too much of a hassle to talk back.

“There’s no need to feel that burden.”

Rektar seemed to feel that his sigh was a burden and smiled softly, telling him not to worry.

“As I said, each prosecutor of the Seonggeomryun pursues his or her own path. No matter how weak you become or how much you are ridiculed, you do not change your beliefs. There is something to be gained just by clashing swords with them.”

He waved his hand, telling me not to think about learning a lot, but to fight with the thought of seeing small milestones.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Raon felt that Rektar was giving sincere advice and immediately lowered his head.

-Is there no way for mint chocolate? The King can give as much as he wants….’

‘Please shut up!’

Raon pushed Ras away, who was curling his lips, and made eye contact with the people waiting outside the mansion.

The swordsmen who had challenged Burren, Marta, and Runan were glaring at us like wild beasts.

‘It’s a challenge…’

When I think about it, it’s been quite a while since I became a challenger and challenged someone to a sparring match.

I thought it would be fun to put down my status and status and fight for the first time in a long time.

“But there is a name written on this challenge, but I don’t know who it is…”

Buren tilted his head, saying he didn’t know who to choose.

“The name isn’t the problem, it’s the skill. I have no idea how strong this guy is! And why did you write a challenge on the leaf!”

Marta gritted her teeth as she looked at the leaf with the challenger’s name written on it.

“I am…”

Runaan held a challenge card with the name Kisar written on it as if it was no one’s problem.

“Oh, I didn’t tell you that.”

Mouston clapped his hands and raised a challenge card.

“This hatch is called Geomri, and it is an indicator of the power of the Seonggeomryeon prosecutors.”

He licked his lips, pointing to the hatch written behind the challenger’s name.

“One line is basic, two lines is from low to intermediate level of expert, and three lines is from high level to expert. Divided like this.”

Muston laughed, saying it was easy to understand.

“In other words, the skill of Kisar, who sent this challenge, is at the highest level of master level.”

He shrugged his shoulders, telling me to look at the crosshairs and choose a challenger.

“I have one more question.”

Buren looked at the challenge that had been sent to him and raised his hand.

“There are a lot of five-line swordsmen who have challenged me. Are you saying that they are all master level or higher?”

“There are many prosecutors in the Seonggeomryun who do not engage in external activities. “They are just weirdos who only focus on their own training.”

Muston waved his hands, saying that there were people spread out all over the place who had no interest in power struggles.

“Are you saying you’re just going to leave that alone?”

“Because I pay for my food. “Like farming, cutting down trees, or doing paperwork.”

“The master’s upper level is no, farming?”

“There are many times when the Grand Master does laundry.”

He nodded, saying it was not a strange thing in Seonggeomryeon.

“It would be convenient to think of it as just another power’s senate.”

Muston said that it was not a knife that could be used outside anyway, and took a sip of his appetite.

“However, if someone attacks here, you will feel the true fear of the Holy Sword.”

“Did the Sentai Holy Sword Trainer allow something like that?”

“That person didn’t care about anything else except his swordsmanship and the swordsmanship that might interest him.”

He smiled as if he knew it from watching the Sentai Holy Sword Training.

“Huh…”

Buren looked out the window as if he still didn’t understand.

“But you. Why are you speaking informally to us? “Using extreme honorifics for Raon?”

Marta frowned at Muston.

“It’s Raon. “You are not Raon.”

Muston tilted his head as if he thought that would be enough.

“Ugh…”

Marta chewed her lips as if she had nothing to say and then leaned back on the sofa.

“You’re not wrong.”

Buren chuckled and rested his chin.

“I have decided. “I want to fight this person.”

After much deliberation, he took on the challenge of a swordsman named Lepan, who had five swords.

“I have this!”

Marta also crumpled the five-line sword of the swordsman in her hands.

“Take care of this before you receive the challenge.”

Muston handed Buren, Rek’tar, and Runaan badges with a single sword engraved on them.

“From now on, you are swordsmen with only one sword. Of course, if you beat five swordsmen, you can get that status right away.”

He waved his hand as if telling him to try harder.

“Good. “I’m going to try six strings before I get out of here.”

Martha grabbed her sword and shouted that she would become a grand master.

“It’s okay to lose, so try different ways. “You have to find a path that suits you to reach the highest level of Master and eventually overcome the barrier to becoming a Grand Master.”

Raon nodded while giving the most necessary advice to Buren, Marta, and Runan.

“I won’t lose! “I will never lose!”

Marta frowned, saying that there would not be a single defeat.

“okay. “That would be correct.”

Burren nodded, thinking about the dozens of defeats he had suffered here.

“It’s the best.”

Runaan nodded as if trying to balance between Buren and Marta.

“Uh, hey…”

Dorian, who had been quiet until now, lifted the two challenges with trembling hands.

“Why did six lines come to me?”

He blinked rapidly as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Six lines is a grand master!”

“oh!”

Muston clapped his hands slightly as he looked at the name engraved on the challenge.

“This guy rarely takes on challenges, so that’s good. “It will be a great opportunity!”

He nodded and said that he would accept the sparring unconditionally.

“Ugh….”

Dorian shouted absolutely no and waved his hands.

-He’s embarrassed to be the king’s subordinate…

Lars sighed, saying that his cowardly nature would never go away.

‘But it’s better than before.’

Raon laughed. If it had been Dorian before, he would have already fled to Sieghardt.

Just remaining here was like progress.

“In the ‘general sparring’ of Seonggeomryeon, it is forbidden to include life or death. “You’re not going to die, so just do it.”

Muston said he would not die and grabbed Dorian’s back.

“Six lines? “Why did I go to you!”

“It’s a great opportunity. “Stop and get ready.”

“I’m jealous…”

Marta, Burren, and Runaan licked their lips as if they were jealous of Dorian, who had been challenged by the Grand Master.

“Isn’t that what the leaders do when they’re jealous? “I’m really dying!”

“shut up!”

Dorian cried out and struggled, but Muston did not let him go.

“What will you do, Raon?”

Unlike when he yelled at Dorian, Muston bowed his head to Raon in a cautious manner.

“I’m going to talk to my grandfather and then head out.”

“All right.”

He bowed politely and turned around.

“Everyone come out. “I will provide guidance to the challengers.”

Muston bowed his head to Raon and Rektar and then went outside with the others.

“Raon! young master! hey!”

Dorian kept calling Raon’s name, but he never looked back.

“okay. “What do you have to say to me?”

Rektar laughed at Dorian’s crumpled expression and then turned his gaze to Raon.

“Can you tell me where this is?”

Raon looked out the quiet window and narrowed his eyes.

“This is the safe house of the Holy Sword Trainer that was handed down from the first Holy Sword Trainer.”

“Did he create this place?”

“I don’t know that far.”

He shook his head, saying he didn’t know because he only heard it from the former Master of the Holy Sword.

“Then since when has the Seonggeomryeon existed?”

I asked a new question because I thought there might be a connection between the first Sieghart family head and the Holy Sword Training.

“As far as I know, it’s been over 500 years.”

“500 years…”

500 years had nothing to do with the first Sieghart family head. As I sighed, thinking that my expectations were different, Rektar continued.

“However, I heard that the origin of Seonggeomryeon was a thousand years ago.”

Rektar shook his head, saying it must have been over a thousand years if you count the origins.

“A thousand years…”

Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at Rektar.

It occurred to me that the blonde man I saw upon entering the cave might really be Sieghardt’s first head of the family.

“Then why did you suddenly become curious about the Holy Sword Training?”

“I’m curious.”

“Keuhum!”

Rektar suddenly blushed as he thought about something.

“okay. okay! If you have any questions, ask more! “I’ll tell you everything!”

He stretched out his hand to ask as many more questions as he wanted.

“Uh, I don’t have one….”

Raon shook his head, looking at Rektar. You have to know something to ask questions, and since there was currently no information, there was nothing more to ask.

“Hmm…”

Rektar sighed and lowered his shoulders as if he was disappointed. Looking at that, I felt like I had to ask a question.

“Ha, grandpa! “Where are the people who previously reached transcendence now?”

“You want to challenge him?”

“no. “I’ll do it later, but I want to know in advance.”

Raon calmly shook his head. I planned to challenge myself at the end after fighting with other swordsmen and developing my senses.

“Then there is no need to know now. Even if you want to meet me, you won’t be able to.”

Rektar lowered his eyebrows, saying he was not an easy guy to see. It seemed like he was just sitting in a quiet place and practicing.

“All right. “Then I’ll go out too.”

Raon turned his wrist and got up from the sofa.

“okay. As I said, focus on learning, not on winning. “I’m sure you’ll get a lot out of it.”

“yes.”

I bowed my head to Rektar and left his mansion.

Perhaps because they had gone to see Buren, Marta, and Runaan’s sparring match, there were no people around.

‘I’m curious about the identity of the first head of the family, but…’

Raon savored his appetite as he followed the sound of metallic sounds coming from the side of the mountain.

‘Right now, my training comes first. I invite everyone I meet to spar….’

– Food comes first!

Lars suddenly joined in and shouted for us to eat.

‘Take note of the atmosphere! ‘I’m making a resolution!’

-Aren’t you the worst at setting the mood? You are not like this human!

Raon argued with Lars and walked through the seemingly empty city.

* * *

Phew!

Gray steam rose from the overturned earth, as if it had been some time after a fierce battle, and two old men, bleeding from their heads and stomachs, lay on top of it.

“Did you see it? “I heard you came back…”

The red-haired old man slightly raised his head.

“okay. I brought a guest. Everyone…”

The black-haired old man narrowed his eyes.

“It was strong. No, should I say that I will become stronger?”

“It’s okay to say he’s strong at that age. “They were disguised, but they were children.”

The red-haired old man shook his head to see clearly.

“That chubby kid is a little ambiguous, but it’s no exaggeration to say that he’s a genius. But among them…”

“Yes. “There is a monster that eats geniuses.”

The black-haired old man interrupted the red-haired old man and let out a heavy breath.

“I didn’t recognize the ones below, Grand Master. “It was above and beyond the top grade.”

He still quivered his lips as if he couldn’t believe it.

“I felt that way too, so it seems certain.”

The red-haired old man smiled and nodded.

“I will be the first to challenge that child…”

“I will be the first to share the sword…”

The two old men said their challenge at the same time and then stood tall.

“You lost to me! “Go away!”

“Who loses! You lost! “Hang on there crying!”

The black-haired old man and the red-haired old man stood up, rolling their eyes.

“Then shall we try to finish today?”

“Jooyotji! Let’s make sure we win and lose here!”

The black-haired old man raised his sword at the top, and the red-haired old man tilted his sword at the bottom.

Coo coo coo coo!

As the two swordsmen raised their spirits as if they were going to fight again, the earth shook and the river water boiled.

Cheeeeee!

It was when the black-haired old man and the red-haired old man were about to rush at each other, making a strong fist on their swords.

Paaaaaa!

A long figure appeared in the air, grabbed the black-haired old man and the red-haired old man by the collar and threw them into the river.

Whoa whoa!

The movement was so exquisite that the red-haired old man and the black-haired old man couldn’t even resist and fell into the river.

“Noisy. How long are we going to fight…”

The tall man with long white hair stared at the black-haired old man and the red-haired old man for a long time before heading down the mountain.

“Hey!”

The old man clicked his tongue as he watched the tall man slowly disappear.

“How long will that damn bastard get stronger! “I didn’t even know you showed up!”

“They say it’s the Seonggeomryeon’s greatest talent. Of course, the squadron training was not acknowledged.”

The black-haired old man laughed and shook his head.

“That guy is not strong as a prosecutor, but as a warrior, so it has to be that way.”

The old man snorted as if he didn’t like it.

“Still, I didn’t know I could overcome the wall of transcendence so quickly.”

“yes. “It’s a very dirty world where talent is the only thing that matters!”

“But where is he going?”

“I’m going to go steal food. “He comes down once a month because he doesn’t feel like working.”

“How could a guy like that…”

The two old men seemed to have lost the will to fight and did not get up from the river.

Slurp.

The tall man, who had thrown away the old men, entered the city, waddling like a scarecrow.

As he was about to walk quietly to the restaurant, a young man appeared from the alley.

“ah.”

Black hair and dark eyes. Although he had a line of swords on his face that I had never seen before, he had a formidable aura that made it impossible to guess his age.

“Are you a prosecutor? “Will you accept my challenge?”

His eyes flashed with fighting spirit, as if he wanted to fight.