The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 304

Episode 304

Raon shook his chin as he looked at Marta with bloodshot eyes.

“Your mother was on the battlefield?”

Martha never once told me about her story. Atmosphere only guessed that the Ten Apostles attacked her village.

They felt sorry for the people they captured because they would become food for the blood demons, but I never imagined that they would say that they saw their mother here.

“okay.”

Martha nodded her head. The dark eyes fluttered violently.

“My mother was there.”

“Who was it?”

“… … .”

Marta did not answer, and looked up at the magic lamp hanging from the ceiling.

“I became younger and prettier, but it was definitely my mother. I can’t know… .”

She bit her lip, saying she couldn’t see anything wrong.

“Martha?”

When I called her name, her gaze came down. His eyes were wide open, as if filled with despair and emptiness.

“hundred… blood lord.”

“… What?”

Leon groaned. My head went blank for a moment at the unexpected name, and I couldn’t think of any thoughts.

“ah?”

Runan was also startled and took a step back. The bottle of water on the floor fell and there was a dull sound.

“The white blood teacher was in the shape of my mother.”

Martha said confidently. His dying eyes seemed to scream.

“You mean they look alike?”

“It’s not similar. The white blood teacher is my mother.”

“What does that mean… .”

Raon shook his head and saw an old water drop necklace in Marta’s hand.

‘That’s… .’

This is the necklace that came out of her neck during rough training in the summer when she was a trainee. I loved it so much that I saw him put it back in his clothes as soon as it came out.

‘I’ve definitely seen that. ah!’

Raon couldn’t catch his trembling legs and sat down on the floor.

‘The white blood priest. she had… .’

When the white blood priest summoned the blood god and collided with Glenn with all his might, a necklace came out of her dress and shook.

Although the colors were different, it was the same shape as the necklace held in Marta’s hand.

‘Come to think of it… .’

looks similar too

The white-blooded leader, Marta, had the same black hair and black eyes. Now I remember When I saw the white blood leader, I thought it looked like someone, but it was Marta right in front of me.

Marta’s appearance is different from her personality, but it gives a sense of elegance, but if she gets a little older and reveals her ferocity, it seems that she will have a look similar to that of a white-blooded priest.

‘Then is the white blood teacher really Marta’s mother?’

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No words came out. The thought that her convictions were real pounded hard in her mind.

Raon swallowed dry saliva.

‘What is this… .’

I said I would give her counseling, but I couldn’t think of what to say to Marta.

The fact that I did not lead a normal life in my previous life catches my ankle at times like this.

‘Las. What should I do? Do you have anything to say?’

– Bar, should I feed you?

‘… … .’

Lars didn’t lead a normal life, so it doesn’t help either.

“Martha. The white blood teacher… .”

“She is not my mother.”

Martha made a sudden, unfamiliar sound and bowed her head again.

“That face and body is definitely my mother, but the one in it is another b*tch.”

She scratched the floor and clenched her fists.

“My mother doesn’t laugh dirtyly. A person who can’t even curse, let alone kill others. There’s no way my mother could have been the head of blood demons!”

“… … .”

Runan approached and grabbed Marta’s trembling hand. If it was Martha, she would have beaten it, but she quietly accepted Runan’s warmth.

Raon patted his neck and narrowed his eyes.

‘Then did Marta’s mother’s body contain the spirit of a white blood cult?’

I did not feel that such a thing was impossible because I had personally experienced the helmet of Eden. Whether it’s necromancy, blood magic, or witchcraft, a monster of that level would have made a way to transfer souls anyway.

-right. It’s not that difficult.

He licked his tongue as if he didn’t like Lars.

– There are quite a lot of parasites like that in the Demon World. They are evil spirits who crave a healthy body with a dirty soul.

‘… You were trying to steal my body in the same way.’

Raon has lost his appetite. After all, there was nothing special about Lars.

-Bo, the king came here after hearing your wishes! you wanted it!

‘I didn’t?’

– Did it! You damn evil bastard!

‘Well, then.’

– Aaah!

Lars screamed as he grabbed his head.

‘Get out of the way.’

Raon pushed aside Las who was struggling, and patted his fingers.

‘Then, was it for that reason that the White Blood Church took people?’

White blood cults attack a town or city, kill half of the people living there, and take the other half to their headquarters.

Up until now, I thought it was something like a doctrine, but after listening to Martha’s words, I also thought that it was to find a body in which the soul of a white blood cultist could enter.

‘Is there any way to get it back?’

– No, it’s generally not possible. But it depends on the situation.

‘situation? what is that.’

He caught Ras because he said that the possibility was not zero at all.

-It depends on whether the soul of the body owner is swallowed up or imprisoned.

Lars continued, struggling to let go.

– Have you been through this too? Since you absorbed the half dragon’s soul, you can’t get it back, but if you lock the master’s soul in that spirit world, there’s a chance you’ll survive.

‘Well, that means there’s no chance Marta’s mother is still alive… .’

Raon frowned. The white-blooded leader who sees people as inferior to insects could not save his soul.

– And that’s not the case.

‘Well?’

– I talked about causality before.

‘okay. Cause and effect.’

– With strong power there is enough recoil. There is no guarantee that evil will unconditionally kill the soul of the body. I don’t know what kind of contract and conditions there might be.

Lars looked at Marta shaking the nape of her neck and muttered that the result was unknown.

“Ugh.”

Raon bit his lip slightly.. He couldn’t give Martha any hope, so he couldn’t tell Las’s words.

‘If there’s anything to convince you of… .’

As he sighed inwardly, he saw the necklace in Martha’s hand.

‘for a moment… .’

It’s kind of weird.

Marta’s mother would not have been wearing that necklace if she had lost everything to her. It’s an old necklace that’s neither pretty, nor expensive, nor has any special abilities.

Seeing that she was wearing an old necklace that had nothing to do with her, as Lars said, there was a possibility that Marta’s mother was pushed by the white blood teacher and locked up in the spiritual world.

Woo woo woo woo!

The repulsion sword he was wearing on his waist suddenly vibrated. like that’s right.

“Martha.”

Raon clenched his fists and stood up.

“It’s not like there’s no way to save it.”

“What nonsense… .”

“That necklace.”

He pointed to the water drop necklace that Marta was holding.

“The white blood priest was also wearing that necklace.”

At that, Marta slowly raised her head. A faint drop of light appeared in his dying eyes.

“If your mother’s soul is really eaten by the white blood leader, there is no reason to wear that necklace. It’s close to impossible, but it’s not without hope.”

Martha’s eyes brightened a little as she told the conversation with Lars.

‘Oh, wait.’

Raon frowned while avoiding Marta’s eyes.

‘I don’t even know if the leukocyte master is alive… .’

-live.

Lars replied lightly, as if it was nothing special.

-He and his half-pride lived.

* * *

Outside the commercial city of Cameloon.

Many people gathered in front of the old-fashioned yet gorgeous mansion.

A merchant passing by the road tilted his head as he saw the people standing around the mansion. Unable to contain his curiosity, he approached the old man next to him.

“Isn’t this an empty house? Why are you gathering like this?”

“The King of the North is staying here.”

The old man exhaled briefly as he looked up at the top floor of the annex.

“Wealth, the King of the North, Glenn Sighardt?”

The merchant, who had been following the old man’s gaze, turned back in horror.

“Write! Calling his name carelessly, be careful!”

“Ah, sorry, sorry.”

“Because he is here, the vendors have gathered to line up anyway.”

The old man grinned, saying it was useless.

“But why did the King of Northern Destruction come to Cameloon?”

“You don’t even know? Where the hell have you been and what have you been doing?”

“I came up today from Robert.”

The merchant showed the spices brought from the south.

“Oh, then you wouldn’t know.”

The old man nodded and pointed west.

“The Edenites had a branch set up in the west of Cameloon. There… .”

The old man told all the rumors that had spread throughout Cameloon.

“Ho, you were dealing with the white blood leader and Tacheon alone? King of the North? huh… .”

The merchant opened his mouth. In the past, there were many people who considered Glenn Sighardt as the best person on the continent, but as Sieghard’s activities ceased, the number of people who regarded the other absolutes as higher up increased.

Lately, there have been many people who regard the King of Bukchul as an old man in the back room, but I never imagined that he would become a force to deal with the two chiefs of Oma alone.

“That’s not all.”

The old man twirled his fingers.

“His grandson, Raon Sieghard, has achieved an achievement comparable to that of the King of the North. They say that he killed the 5 apostles to save the hostages while being kidnapped, and also cut down a master swordsman named Geummyeonsa. Even in front of the white blood cult leader and the fallen.”

He said with a smile that the spirit of the young swordsman was amazing.

“To be honest, I think that friend is the greatest. It is not something that a man under 20 can do now.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

The merchant nodded with a puzzled expression.

‘Sieghard… .’

Lately, Sieghard hasn’t been making a big name out of it. Since the center doesn’t do a lot of work, there were many cases of hitting at an intermediate level in the yukhwang.

However, rumors will circulate that the sword of the north has become colder and stronger through this event. Again, Sieghard’s name was not to be taken lightly.

The merchant turned and went back and put the backpack down behind the line.

“Didn’t you have somewhere to go?”

The old man pointed to the merchant’s backpack and narrowed his eyes.

“From what the old man said, now is not the time for business to be important.”

The merchant smiled and sat down.

“If there are people here who may be the best people in the world today and who might be the best people in the future, you should see their faces.”

* * *

The old woman who was looking down at the people gathered below from the top floor of the mansion turned around with a smile.

“Everyone is anxious to see the Lord.”

She smiled at Glenn who was sitting in the middle.

“Would you like to say hello? Everyone will love it.”

“Like migratory birds, they can turn their wings at any time. It makes no sense.”

Glenn shook his head without getting up from his chair. He could come at any time to open a deal with Sieghard, but there was no reason to meet with those who came to open the way.

Even if it’s not them, there are countless people who want to make a deal.

“I will.”

The old woman smiled softly and nodded her head.

“So why are you here? Black market owner.”

Glenn narrowed her eyes as she looked at the old woman. This benevolent old woman is the owner of the black market, one of the leading information groups in the entire continent.

It was this old woman who built the black market that was limited to the center on the scale it is today, so I couldn’t be vigilant.

“Our deal would be over.”

“The deal is over. But the grace remains.”

The black market owner walked over to Glenn and bowed his head. Although it was difficult, he shook his head slightly, but bowed his head with courtesy.

“favor?”

“Yes. Granseville was an area that we worked very hard on. I was trying to make it a Granseville of entertainment, like Cameloon of commerce.”

“therefore?”

“For that, we sent a lot of talented people from the black market to Gran Seville. I also sent one candidate for my successor.”

“Are you referring to a girl with an eye patch?”

Glenn narrowed his eyes. The head of the black market branch who was more active than anyone else in this matter came to mind.

“That’s right.”

The black market owner nodded softly.

“He is a child who survived the Seven Apostles thanks to the savagery. He insisted on me to save Raon-sama by any means.”

She bowed her head to Glenn with a friendly smile.

“Thank you again for saving my child. You are the King of the North.”

“The kid was so sincere, thank you. but… .”

Glenn glanced at the black market stock and tapped the armrest with his finger.

“It’s hard to get a black market audit. I have no way of knowing what you are thinking.”

“You are very wary of me. For this time, I just want to thank you. Don’t make it hard on a girl’s heart.”

“Girl.”

Glenn smiled and nodded.

“I see. But I am not the one you or the child should be thankful for.”

“I know. The child is also coming here, so I will say hello to Gwangpungbudanju.”

The black market owner looked up at Glenn and smiled faintly.

‘You’re more cherishing the windmill than expected.’

In a position like Glenn, he simply accepted other people’s greetings. Seeing how he naturally passed the ball, it was clear that he cherished a child named Raon.

‘If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t have come to the rescue.’

He made the excuse of ignoring Sieghart, but seeing the actions of Gaju himself, it was clear that he considered a child named Raon as a successor.

‘That’s right.’

Raon Sieghard is a monster who reached the intermediate level of master at the age of 19, and has captured three apostles and five master-level ghosts.

Although he was young, he had enough skills to rise to the top of the heir.

“I have something to tell you.”

The black market owner shrugged and looked at Glenn.

“what?”

“Through this event, I think the black market will also be held in check by Eden and the White Blood Church.”

“I will.”

“I would like to ask for a temporary alliance to deal with Eden and the White Blood Church.”

“I’ll give you information, so you want me to borrow your force?”

“That’s right. We will do what we can handle, but the high-ranking Apostle-level sacrifices are likely to be severe… .”

“I see.”

Glenn closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and nodded.

“thank you.”

The black market owner bowed his head.

‘Is this because of Raon?’

Originally, Glenn’s personality was unique. Such an alliance proposal could not have been easily accepted.

He still didn’t seem to be able to subdue his anger against the White Blood Church and Eden, who had kidnapped Raon.

‘I must prepare a present for Raon.’

There’s nothing wrong with giving a line ahead of time, so it seemed good to have a gift that would improve his physical condition.

“Then I will prepare the documents and then meet with the fourth.”

The black market owner nodded and left the room.

“It wouldn’t be bad.”

Cheryl, who was standing outside, came forward and smiled softly.

“Our information is limited to the North and Central, so if we borrow the power of the black market, we can get quite a lot of profit.”

“I think the same. The war has already begun, and if it cannot be avoided, it must be destroyed.”

Loen caressed the three swords on her waist. A terrifying murderous intent appeared in his loving eyes.

“Calm down.”

Cheryl smiled and raised her hand.

“Um, excuse me.”

Loen scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed. However, the life in his eyes was not erased.

“Still, I can’t let the people who harmed Master Raon stay still. I think I need to loosen up my stiff body a bit.”

He held up his sword, saying that he had to restore his heyday’s abilities.

“I understand. If Raon was wrong, I would have wandered around the continent too.”

Sheryl also clenched her fists with terrifying eyes.

“right.”

Glenn nodded.

“There is no reason to keep those worms alive. Make sure to delete the report as soon as it appears.”

“Yes!”

“All right.”

The three looked at each other, and their eerie eyes lit up.

“under… .”

Rimera blew away while looking at Loen, Cheryl, and Glenn.

‘Every day they look at me and say that I’m out of arms, but they are adding to it.’

The people who used to say, “What are you carrying around with your children?” are now on the verge of turning the continent upside down because of Raon. I don’t know how it happened.

‘Because it’s really weird.’

Cheryl doesn’t particularly like children, and Loen looks kind, but has a colder personality than anyone else. It was really strange that the two of them fell for Raon.

‘Well, there is a charm.’

Raon doesn’t act like a child and doesn’t ask anyone for help. He might have attracted their hearts because he was not a genius, but a hard worker looking up.

“I… .”

It was when Limer was about to talk to Glenn. A knock was heard at the door.

“Gwangpungbu lord. This is Raon Sieghard. I came to see the Lord.”

After the knock, Raon’s voice seemed to be a little nervous.

“Well?”

“uh?”

The momentum of Loen and Cheryl, who were causing death, was extinguished like a candle.

“I will open the door.”

“for a moment!”

As Loen was about to approach the door as usual, Limer struck a shock and blocked the sound.

“Lord.”

He looked at Glenn and narrowed his eyes.

“Are you going to pretend to be cool again?”

“Well… .”

“You know this because you have been through it. As long as you live uninhabited, dangerous things often come to you. You may not be able to tell the truth.”

Rimer looked at Glenn with a rare, serious look.

“Now, tell me a little bit. No one can say that they love their grandchildren!”

“Ugh… .”

Glenn shrugged when he saw Limer for the first time.

“Well, I want to refute the drunkard’s words unconditionally, but this time, he’s right.”

Cheryl nodded her head broadly.

“I think the same.”

Loen, standing in front of the door, smiled broadly.

“Because I know what kind of person you are. I don’t expect much.”

Limer sighed and raised her index finger.

“worry! You have to say something that you were worried about!”

He clenched his fists as if asking a favor and walked towards the door.

“for a moment!”

Glenn raised his hand. Limer, Cheryl, and Loen looked back at the same time.

“Great.”

He coughed in a tight, tense voice.

“Ji, is my voice okay now? Isn’t it strange?”

“… … .”

The faces of the three people who had frowned because they wanted to say something else went blank at the same time.