The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 418

Episode 418

Under the purple evening sky.

Gwangpungdan and Habunseong’s knights chatted wildly after dinner at the campsite.

Raon ate the marsh grapes that Dorian had taken out for dessert and licked his lips.

‘It sure is delicious.’

Swamp grapes had thicker seeds than regular grapes, had a reddish color like a ripe apple, and was easy to eat because there were no seeds.

It was understandable why people were so passionate about wine made from these grapes.

– Whoops… .

Lars, who was lying on his stomach on Raon’s head, sighed as he looked down at the swamp grapes.

‘why are you crying? And come down from my head.’

– How many swamp grapes do you have now? It is a loss of life to have to live without enjoying that taste!

Lars had tears in his eyes, saying that he had already eaten all the blueberries and that there were only a few grapes left.

‘No, you are a demon.’

Stop using the word life. It’s coming down from my head.

-Why do good times end so quickly?

Lars pouted his lips as he watched the grapes slowly dwindling without listening to this.

‘Come down.’

– Sew!

Raon slapped Lass rolling over his head with the back of his hand, and got up.

damn!

It caught the attention of the Gwangpungdan, who were playing with a big clap of their hands.

“You don’t want to just spend this golden evening, are you?”

“Uh, um.”

“that is… .”

“I think it’ll be good like this, but… .”

Gwangpungdan trembled in surprise at the sound of claps.

“Lord!”

“help me!”

“How long has it been since you left the Aryan family?”

The prosecutors found Limer, but he was mentally exhausted from the huge gold coin he lost this time, and he has not yet come back to his senses.

“Hey… .”

Limer drooled and ate the grapes in one bite.

– What a shame!

Lars looked at it and ripped his hair out.

-You should eat while savoring each one, what the hell is that! Take it now!

‘You block it.’

Raon threw Las at Limer and turned his gaze to the gang.

“Can I do it myself? Or will you figure it out?”

Raon looked down at the bewildered windmill and raised his mouth.

“Of course you have to do it yourself. Even if you didn’t speak, I tried to practice.”

Burren was the first to get up and slash his scabbard.

“Because I deeply realized my shortcomings in this battle.”

He said he didn’t want something like that to happen again, and his eyes lit up with enthusiasm.

“You said the right thing after a long time.”

Martha patted her forehead, ruffled her hair, and straightened her back.

“It’s terribly annoying, but it’s true that it didn’t help much this time.”

She shrugged Burren’s shoulder and went into the woods first.

“I have to.”

Runan nodded and held up his beloved sword tale.

“I don’t want to be left behind, either.”

She left the ice cream she was eating and went into the other side of the forest where Marta had disappeared.

Even though the three captains stood in front of the wall where they could rise to the Masters through this war, they felt they were lacking and started training.

“Sir.”

Mark Götton came over and bowed his head.

“I will go too.”

He was also on the verge of reaching the Master Intermediate level, so he concentrated on training while moving to break the wall.

“I will go too!”

The infant jumped like a frog and started swinging a sword right next to him. I was full of energy, probably because I was meeting my grandfather soon.

“If you do it, I do it too!”

Julius immediately followed the infant and drew his sword. He slashed his sword twice as fast as usual, as if he was not going to lose.

“If that’s the case… .”

“I can’t help it. Let’s go too.”

“Well, you have to digest it.”

“I want to stop being protected, too.”

The gang hardened their faces as if influenced by the heat of the captains and Mark Götton, and scattered all over the forest.

“Hmm… .”

Putting down the grapes that Milland was eating, he looked at the knights and swordsmen with awkward expressions as if they were sitting on a cushion of thorns.

“Are you going to stay still?”

A chill, colder than the evening wind, bloomed in his eyes.

“Even though I was younger than you, the strong windmill went to my training, did the grapes go into my mouth?”

“Ugh!”

“no!”

“I will go!”

The knights and swordsmen got up and ran into the forest.

Whoo woo woo!

In the quiet forest, a small orchestra of the swordsmen’s cheers opened.

“I’m going to go get some rest.”

Raon bowed his head to Milland.

“Nothing has changed from before.”

Milland smiled as he threw the firewood into the bonfire.

“Even when you were in Habun Castle, didn’t your guy almost monopolize the gymnasium?”

“When people change, they die.”

“okay. That’s what you are.”

He waved his hand as if to go.

Raon nodded with a light smile and headed to the forest behind where no one had gone yet.

As he was about to pull out his sword, a sword spirit and his disciple Muston appeared from behind.

“Can I watch you practice?”

The swordsman quietly drew his luck.

“it’s okay.”

Anyway, I was thinking of practicing the basic swordsmanship, the gwangah sword and the snow wind sword sword, and it didn’t matter because the sword demon helped me a lot.

“Look at it properly.”

The sword spirit called Muston to the side and pointed to Raon.

“You still have limited knowledge, so you need to see a variety of swordsmanship. That child is walking on the same path as you, so it will be a good study.”

“… All right.”

As if he didn’t like the swordmaster’s words, Muston looked at him with the color of a flounder’s eyes.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

Because it’s already surpassed.

Raon drew a sword. The sword was struck vertically with the flow of the heavy sword, the quick sword, and the strong sword.

Whoops!

Even though the auror was not in operation, a heavy wind blew and split the evening air.

“Even if it’s a basic swordsmanship, the power and speed will change depending on what kind of trick you put into it. Operate your swordsmanship in a different way each time to find a method that suits you.”

The Blademaster gave Muston advice and pointed out his shortcomings.

‘It’s not an expression of accepting the teaching.’

Seeing the full expression of jealousy on Muston’s face, it was as if he had heard the sword demon’s words from one ear and was pouring it out of the other.

‘It’s a loss.’

The teachings of the sword demon are easy, yet they pierce the core. Knowing that I was kicking such a fortune, I couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Then next… .’

Raon finished his basic swordsmanship and unleashed his dazzling sword. While operating the third herbivore drawing a cross with a sword, the voice of a swordsman was heard from behind.

“Ha, I think it would be better to stick out your left foot a little bit more and bend the sword’s orbit 5 degrees to the right.”

This time, it was his own advice, insisting that he was talking to himself, not to Muston.

“I think it would be better to lower the center of gravity by 10% this time and focus on the art of the heavy sword… .”

He pointed out to himself what was lacking even when he unfolded the fifth herbivore.

‘You’re starting again.’

Raon tried to use the light sword after hearing his point.

‘It’s much better.’

The third herbivore became faster and more powerful, and the fourth herbivore thickened the walls of the aurors blocking the enemy’s space.

“Look. Swordsmanship is a martial art that can make a big difference with a small difference. Always try to find a better way.”

“Yes… .”

Muston nodded at the swordmaster, but his eyes gleamed as if they had a sharp sword in them.

Of course, he was teaching his pupils far more than he was advising himself, but Muston’s expression grew more and more demonic.

‘Do you want to be friendly?’

It must be difficult

It seems that the Blademaster wants to be friendly with Muston, but it seems absolutely impossible.

‘Heh.’

With a small sigh, he continued the snow storm sword sword, but this time, the sword spirit’s advice came.

“I think it would be perfect if the angle of the ankle was a little bit bigger.”

“Ugh… .”

Raon wiped his mouth as he listened to Muston’s moans.

‘Thank you.’

Why are you here… .

* * *

Muston bit his lip until it bled.

‘They said that I was the only disciple… .’

Why are you teaching him?

Master said that he had no intention of accepting another apprentice, and gave Raon some swordsmanship advice.

Although he was teaching himself too, he did not understand how to watch the swordsmanship of a man who could one day become an enemy.

‘Is there something wrong? What’s the matter!’

I directly asked the master why he was teaching Raon, but he said there was a circumstance.

I said I’ll let you know when I’m sure, but I couldn’t believe that.

‘Damn it… .’

Raon, who accepted the advice he liked, and the teacher who continued to teach him, didn’t like it either.

My heart felt like it was boiling hot, so I couldn’t hear the sword demon’s words.

‘You’re going to Sieghard, how can you not doubt it!’

You’re thinking of taking him as a disciple!

The Sieghard family is one of the most important forces in the alliance.

My heart tightened because I thought I could understand why I was going there on my own feet.

‘This is all… .’

It’s because of him.

Recognized for his talent in Ryeon, he became a disciple of Rek’tar, and now the only thing left to do is succeed his sword and become the strongest.

I wanted to run to him right away and shoot the sword.

“Muston. That sword is a sensory sword that pokes open the opponent’s gaps. The real way to use the Sense Sword is not to just contain a strong tactic, but to contain the martial arts appropriate to the situation. If you use a sense sword at that level, even if you show herbivore, you won’t find any weaknesses.”

“… All right.”

Muston clenched his fists tightly enough to nail his nails into the palms of his hands. She glared at Raon, revealing her emotions as it was.

‘I never lose as much as you guys.’

He trampled on Raon and watched all the swordsmanship unfolding before his eyes in order to bring back his master’s attention.

* * *

Sieghard Gajujeon.

Glenn, who was leaning back on the throne and looking out the window, looked down the podium.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

At his question, Loen, who was standing on the left, bowed his head.

“I made a new gold plate for Master Raon and a silver plate for other masters.”

Loen took a large wooden box and walked in front of Glenn.

“Check it out.”

When he opened the box, plaques emitting brilliant light were revealed.

“Hmm… .”

Glenn narrowed her eyes as she looked at the gold plaque embedded in the box.

“I think the sword pattern on the gold plate is slightly twisted… .”

“It seems that the colors are darkened to emphasize the design of Sieghart.”

As if it wasn’t Loen, he gently swept the gold plate down.

“For Raon-sama, I put the most care among the gold plaques I’ve ever made, so you don’t have to worry. There is gold on the outside and platinum on the inside.”

“Not bad.”

Glenn nodded as if he liked it when it was said that he took special care for Raon.

“Lord.”

Cheryl walked up to Glenn, who raised her lips slightly.

“If you are Raon’s personality, you will be happy just that the headmaster gives you a gold plaque. Do not worry.”

“Wow!”

Glenn coughed and waved his hand.

“I don’t care what he thinks of me. If the family pattern is drawn incorrectly, it will damage your prestige as a rewarder. That’s it. The thought of giving you special treatment… .”

He shook his head and mumbled a vile excuse.

Cheryl smiled softly as she looked at Glenn, whose face was slightly red.

‘Because you’re cute.’

He didn’t know when Raon would come, so as soon as he returned to his family, he ordered a new gold plate to be made, he even finished organizing the report for giving gifts, and even wrote down a list of drinks he wanted to drink with Raon.

Seeing him openly caring for his grandchildren and not showing it on the outside, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Cheryl and Loen looked into each other’s eyes as if Glenn was cute and smiled, and Chad, the non-banquet, entered the audience with a heavy knock.

“I see you, Lord.”

Chad bowed his head politely and stepped forward.

“What’s going on?”

“I have received a call from Gwangpung Danju.”

He pulled out a yellow envelope from his pocket.

“Did you see the contents?”

“no. As soon as I received it, I brought it right away.”

“Let’s read it.”

“All right.”

Chad nodded and opened the envelope. Inside was a spear of thin paper.

“uh… .”

As he read the letter with his eyes, his chin trembled.

“Non-banquet week?”

“Oh, yes!”

“Don’t add unnecessary things, just read them as they are.”

“Oh, I see.”

Chad licked his lips and started reading the letter again.

“La, Raon has caught a ghost. Wow… .”

His voice trembled as if he had a cramp in his neck as he said wow. I glanced at Glenn. It looked like a thick tendon had sprouted from his forehead.

“The sword spirit came to the Aryan family, and Raon and Raon are a good match. I think this is Ji, the real grandfather… .

It felt as if my shoulders were being crushed by the heavy air as if the sky had collapsed. I felt a waterfall of cold sweat pouring down my back.

“Wow, we come from Habunseong to play. I don’t know when it will come. pep, poop… .”

He put down the letter with trembling hands. He couldn’t open his mouth anymore because of the cold cold that felt like frostbite on his skin.

“He’s crazy. It just went right.”

Cheryl shook her head in vain.

Woo woo woo!

As I was contemplating what to do, a letter came to mind and flew to Glenn.

Glenn checked the stationery to see if it was really written that way, and then burned the paper without leaving a shard.

“This looks like a real grandfather… .”

His lips rise narrowly. It was an eerie smile that made my heart stop just by looking at it.

“Loen, Cheryl.”

Glenn folded the armrests of the throne like a piece of paper to reveal them.

“To prepare for the funeral of the gwangpungdanju.”

Red sparks flickered around him as if he was sincere.

“If you want to die, you have to kill me.”

“Yes!”

“Heh heh heh.”

Cheryl clenched her fists and nodded, while Loen let out her usual smile.

Chad swallowed dry saliva as he looked at the three men with their hair standing still.

‘Gwangpung Danju.’

Best of luck.

* * *

Raon looked up after climbing a hill full of pure white snow.

I could see a high wall full of dried blood and yellow stains.

The appearance of Ha Bun-seong, who took the final exam to become a prosecutor and obtained a tinnitus for the first time, has not changed much from before.

“It’s been a long time since I smelled this scent.”

A small smile appeared in the nostalgic blood.

“Aww! It smells the same!”

Dorian’s face wrinkled, making a sound like a pig’s throat. I’m glad I didn’t get nauseous like I used to.

When I saw Habunseong Fortress, which still had traces of battle, I remembered the time I had spent here. I could feel my heart beating fast because it was a place that had become the foundation for who I am today after going through many battles.

“The commander is back! Opening!”

“Open door!”

The gates of Habunseong opened with a roar that seemed to twist the earth.

Milland looked back at the castle gate that opened, revealing the silvery light of the snowy mountains.

“When I first came, I was an unwelcome rookie mercenary.”

He let out a deep smile and pounded his fist on his left breastplate. It was not an acquaintance who traveled together, but a strong gaze as if he had returned to the owner of this castle.

“Welcome back to the benefactor Raon Sieghard in the name of Habun Seongju Milland Brydon!”

“Woah ah ah ah!”

Along with Milland’s shout, a huge cheer erupted from inside the castle.

A chilling goose swelled up in the back of his back as he was heavy like a lance.

‘It’s a return… .’

It broke my heart that they still thought of me as a member of the castle.

Raon looked at the knights and the scouts waving their hands, and hit his left chest with his fist.

“I’m home.”