The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 604

Raon clenched his lips as he looked at the irreverent Rimmer.

‘This is driving me crazy….’

If he were alone, he could risk his life and confront Roman, but now there were many people he had to protect.

He couldn’t understand why Rimmer suddenly provoked Roman when he was about to leave peacefully.

-That’s right….

Wrath laughed, holding his flushed face.

-He’s now called ‘Bullshitter’. From King of the River to Bullshitter, isn’t that a promotion?

‘Promotion, my foot!’

It’s the worst title ever!

Naming him Bullshitter would definitely impact Roman’s reputation. It seemed unlikely he would just leave now.

Roman’s eyes turned chillingly cold as if he was about to snap Rimmer’s neck.

“You’ll die someday because of that mouth of yours.”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll die, and you’ll be Bullsh—mph!”

Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps to approach quickly and cover Rimmer’s mouth.

“Please, just shut up.”

He kneed Rimmer’s waist to keep him from struggling.

“Oof!”

Rimmer staggered and fell due to the shock.

“Since that idiot has disrupted the flow, let me say it again.”

Roman, after a brief glance at Rimmer, turned his gaze back to Raon.

“When I spoke of a duel to the death two years ago, I did not expect you to grow this much. It’s an incredible improvement. However….”

He twirled his axe with his fingertips, looking down.

“Two years gave me an opportunity as well. You’re still not enough. If you want to survive, rise even higher.”

“If I survive, you’ll die.”

“A duel to the death means someone lives and someone dies. For a warrior, dying at the hands of a stronger opponent is a blessing.”

Roman smiled broadly, considering it a fortune to die in a battle giving his all.

Raon frowned as he saw Roman’s smile.

‘Is this Roman’s true nature?’

Every time they met, Roman broke his promises, making him seem insane. But now, Raon realized Roman hadn’t killed anyone before or now.

Roman didn’t touch the weak; he simply set a goal for them to advance. Even if he desired a stronger opponent, it felt like a form of consideration.

He wasn’t a good person, but he couldn’t be simply categorized as evil either.

‘People truly have many faces.’

Raon gained a new understanding of life, different from his martial arts training, and nodded.

“I’ll see you on January 1st next year, King of the River Roman.”

Understanding Roman’s intention but acknowledging his form of consideration, Raon showed appropriate courtesy.

“It’s surprising that a monster like you came from under him.”

Roman sighed, looking at Rimmer, and then turned his back.

“Don’t run away.”

With no more lingering attachments, Roman boarded the Malice and sailed away.

‘It won’t be easy.’

Roman was strong now, but he might be at an even higher level next year. To defeat him head-on, something more than effort was required.

‘Can I do it?’

No, it’s about how to do it.

The duel to the death had reached an irreversible stage. All he could think about now was how to defeat Roman.

Raon watched the receding Malice before releasing his grip on Rimmer.

“Hey, Bullshitter! You’ll die at Raon’s hands!”

As soon as he was freed, Rimmer shouted after Roman.

-Open up his skull. I bet it’s filled with thick pasta instead of a brain.

‘It might be.’

Raon sighed and stood before Rimmer.

“What were you thinking? Why provoke someone who was leaving on his own?”

“Breaking promises pisses me off.”

Rimmer frowned, looking in the direction Roman had left.

“Besides, he gave up his title himself. I just made a new one for him. He should be thanking me!”

He shrugged, claiming he did nothing wrong.

‘This is exhausting.’

Raon sighed and turned his head. Arguing with Rimmer was pointless; it was better to use his energy to remove the iron collars from the elves’ necks.

Raon approached the elves in the boat, starting with the child named Heirin, whom Leyran had mentioned.

“Ugh….”

The child trembled, afraid, as Raon reached for her collar.

“Don’t worry.”

Leyran held Heirin’s shoulders with a gentle smile.

“He’s the one who saved you. Trust me and endure it.”

She showed the warmest expression Raon had ever seen on her.

Raon nodded at Leyran and grabbed Heirin’s collar. Following the method Rektor had mentioned, he pushed his aura into the collar from within, breaking it easily.

“Ah!”

Heirin touched her freed neck, tears welling up as she bowed her head.

“Th-thank you.”

“It’s nothing.”

Raon patted her head and moved to the next elf with a collar.

-That young-looking elf is probably older than you.

‘Don’t say things like that….’

Siyan sighed in relief as she watched Raon remove the collars from the elves.

‘Thank goodness.’

She had been worried about her kin because of those collars, but Raon removed them as if it were nothing.

‘Without Raon today, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything.’

Thanks to Raon, she learned about the auction, and his distraction allowed her to save everyone safely.

Even after they left, he had protected everyone from the strong foes alone. Without him, they might have been annihilated.

Siyan blinked as she watched Raon remove the last collar from an elf.

‘Oh! Now that I think about it….’

In the chaos of recent events, she had forgotten there were many things to organize.

‘There were some great lines today.’

Raon had uttered memorable quotes worth preserving as family heirlooms. She recalled his stirring words.

‘First, “Where I am is Zieghart.” That’s the best.’

Even when she was worried about her kin, that line had sent chills down her spine.

His belief in Zieghart was so strong it made her tremble.

‘There were many more.’

To ensure she never forgot Raon’s quotes, Siyan took out her notebook and began jotting down everything he had said and done today.

‘The next biography has to be written by me.’

The Raon Zieghart Biography – Sephia Edition was not something she could hand over to anyone else. She meticulously recorded every detail.

“Where I am is Zieghart, if the axe isn’t heavy, I’ll cut off your head… Hehehe.”

Siyan giggled as she wrote about Raon.

“Siyan?”

Raon, hearing her strange laughter, approached her.

‘Is she unwell?’

Worried by her unusual expression, he saw she was jotting down his words and actions while giggling.

“Hey, Bullshitter!”

On the other side, Rimmer continued to call Roman Bullshitter.

Raon looked between Siyan and Rimmer, massaging his temples.

‘Is it the family that’s strange?’

—

Rumble!

A heavy vibration spread from deep within Zieghart’s main building.

“It’s starting again.”

“It’s been worse after a period of quiet.”

“They say a large monster appeared in Mount Bukmang.”

“I heard it’s a spirit beast.”

“It’s just an earthquake.”

The swordsmen, now accustomed to earthquakes, chatted as they looked at the shaking ceiling.

“Well, it’ll stop soon enough.”

“But it’s been going on since morning….”

“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen… huh?”

“What, what’s this!”

The vibration suddenly intensified, mocking the swordsmen’s casual attitude. Gray dust fell from the ceiling, and decorations dropped as if lost.

“It’s too strong!”

“Is this building really going to collapse?”

“It’s hard to even stand!”

The swordsmen swallowed dryly, frightened by the fierce tremors.

“It won’t collapse.”

Chad, approaching calmly despite the fierce shaking, shook his head.

“As Zieghart swordsmen, you shouldn’t be scared by an earthquake of this level.”

“Ah….”

“S-sorry!”

The swordsmen bowed their heads, seeing Chad’s calm eyes amid the shaking.

“Endure it a little longer. It will calm down.”

Chad greeted the swordsmen and opened the door to the audience chamber. Inside, he saw Glenn shaking his leg so violently that the platform seemed about to crumble.

‘It’s happening again.’

The Northern Conqueror, known for his cold demeanor, shook his leg only for one reason: Raon Zieghart. Because Raon hadn’t arrived at the appointed time.

“Hohoho.”

Roenn laughed quietly, looking at Glenn.

“Lord. Please calm down.”

“Calm down?”

Glenn frowned at Roenn.

“How can I calm down when he should have arrived by now and there’s no word from him?”

He shook his leg more violently, unable to calm himself.

Rumble!

Dust scattered even from the perfectly clean audience chamber ceiling and window sills that Roenn had cleaned daily.

“He should have arrived long ago, but there’s no word. Something must have happened!”

Glenn clenched the right armrest with his large hand. The armrest, which had been repaired more than twenty times, was crushed again.

“I shouldn’t have sent him with that lazy bastard!”

He sighed, regretting sending Rimmer along.

“Uh, Lord….”

Chad approached Glenn and bowed his head.

“They’re on their way now.”

“What?”

“The Captain of Light Wind and his vice-captain are returning now. They should arrive within the hour.”

“Why are you telling me this now?!”

Glenn scolded Chad, making the mana in the audience chamber whirl like a fierce storm.

“How could the chief of the Shadow Squad only bring me this information now? What have you been doing until now?”

“Th-they were coming with elves, so they must have been cautious. They appeared quite suddenly.”

Chad lowered his head like a child caught by a bully.

“Tsk.”

Glenn stopped shaking his leg and stood up. The vibrations that had gripped the main building all day finally ceased.

“Roenn. Bring what I’ve prepared.”

“Yes.”

Roenn, maintaining his gentle smile, entered the room on the right.

“Chief of the Shadow Squad.”

“Yes!”

“Gather the leaders.”

Glenn gestured with his finger to call all the leaders of the family.

“Understood!”

“Wait.”

As Chad hurried out, Glenn shook his head.

“Don’t call Aris. Just leave her be.”

“But…”

Chad swallowed hard and turned around.

“Lady Aris has already left.”

“What?”

“She ran out, saying she was going to meet Sir Raon….”

Boom!

Glenn smashed the left armrest of his throne with his left fist. It had already been repaired over thirty times.

“How did she find out first?”

“She was staying at the Shadow Squad quarters. As soon as she heard about Grand Duke of Light Wind, she dashed out. We couldn’t stop her….”

“Ugh.”

Glenn bit his lip in frustration.

“Fine. Just go call the leaders.”

“Yes, sir.”

Chad bowed and left the audience chamber.

“Haa….”

A deep sigh escaped Glenn’s chest.

‘I can’t handle this anymore.’

Caught between Aris and Glenn, Chad felt like he was burning inside every day.

Both of them reacted like they were having seizures whenever Raon was mentioned.

‘Should I quit?’

He had never heard of such torment for a Shadow Squad leader before. He sighed deeply.

‘I’m exhausted….’

As he walked wearily through the main building’s corridors, the swordsmen he had met earlier approached with sparkling eyes.

“Chief of the Shadow Squad!”

“How did you know the earthquake would stop?”

“Do you read the heavens or something?”

“As the chief, nothing escapes your eyes in the North!”

“Amazing!”

The swordsmen believed the words Chad had said before entering the audience chamber and now thought he had performed some kind of magic.

“Hmm….”

Chad just gave a subtle smile. He nodded lightly and continued down the corridor.

“Such humility….”

“As expected of the chief.”

The swordsmen admired even his modesty.

Suppressing his laughter, Chad headed towards the leaders’ quarters.

‘Maybe I can hold out a bit longer.’

—

Raon sighed softly as he looked at Zieghart’s imposing walls.

‘I can finally rest.’

He had taken rough paths and hidden his appearance to avoid potential attacks. He hadn’t slept or eaten properly, but seeing the massive walls finally made him relax.

“Let’s go. You can rest well now.”

He smiled gently at the elves and approached the gate. Suddenly, something leapt from the wall.

Boom!

A woman descended from the air like a mountain goat scaling a cliff. Her fiery red hair and sharp features made her instantly recognizable: Aris Zieghart.

“Lady Aris?”

“Nephew!”

Aris embraced Raon with a wide smile.

“Why are you so late? I’ve been waiting for you every day!”

She tightened her grip, expressing how much she had missed him. The scent of the warm sea wafted from her sunset-colored hair.

“Sorry. There were some issues on the way.”

Raon laughed awkwardly and shook his head.

“Hey.”

Still hugging Raon, Aris glared at Rimmer.

“Uh…?”

Rimmer, standing dazed, blinked at Aris’s cold gaze.

“What have you been doing? If you can’t do anything, at least report properly!”

“Well, that’s…”

“Useless. Raon always sends the reports. What do you do?”

“I mean…”

“Never mind. Do better next time. If you mess up again, you’re dead.”

“But…”

Ignoring Rimmer, she turned to the elves. She was a storm.

“Oh, you’re the delegates from Sephia. Welcome.”

Aris beamed at them, quickly changing the atmosphere with her stunning looks.

“Hello.”

Siyan bowed to Aris. She stuttered a bit but was much more composed than when they first met.

“Wow, what a beauty.”

Aris gaped at Siyan’s appearance.

“What?”

“Nothing. You must be tired from the journey. Let’s go inside.”

She led the group to the gate.

“Stop.”

The Chief of Security, Iliun, blocked the gate.

“Welcome to the elves. Since this is your first visit, we need to confirm your identities….”

“Hey.”

Aris frowned at Iliun.

“Yes?”

Iliun flinched and stepped back.

“Are you doubting the guests Raon brought?”

“N-no, I just need to confirm…”

“If that fool brought them, we should inspect every detail.”

Aris glanced at Rimmer, biting her lip.

“Why am I always…”

Rimmer drooped his shoulders, feeling ignored.

“But they’re here to thank Raon for his help. Do you want to die?”

“I understand, but I’m just doing my job…”

“So, you don’t trust Raon?”

“No, I mean. Ugh….”

Realizing that arguing with Aris was futile, Iliun sighed and stepped aside.

“Go ahead.”

“Thank you.”

Aris waved and led them inside.

“Let’s go.”

Raon sighed and turned to the elves. As they moved, Siyan pulled out her notebook and began mumbling.

“Raon’s trust in Zieghart is unparalleled. Unlike my brother….”

Hearing her mutterings, Raon closed his eyes tightly.

‘More rumors….’

The already unbelievable stories in her biography would become even more fantastical.

He shook his head and followed Aris to the main building of Zieghart.

“Raon.”

Aris approached and tapped his shoulder.

“Why were you so late?”

“There were circumstances.”

“Circumstances?”

“Yes. I’ll explain in the main hall.”

“Tell me a bit now.”

She opened her fingers slightly, asking for a preview.

“Alright.”

Raon briefly explained what had happened. By the time he finished, they were standing before the door to the audience chamber.

“Let’s go in.”

Aris grinned unusually brightly and opened the door.

Apparently, word of their arrival had spread. The family leaders were waiting inside.

Raon stood before the platform, feeling the various emotions in their gazes. Aris stepped forward and shouted.

“Lord, Raon has achieved another great feat, so don’t scold him!”

She laughed, explaining how Raon had rescued the kidnapped elves.

Sigh…

Raon sighed, expecting something like this.

“Lord, I…”

He tried to greet Glenn but froze. Glenn’s red eyes glowed with a cold light.

‘What now…?’