The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman V2 - Chapter 834
Chapter 834
Gooooooooo!
Raon immediately activated his snow perception upon hearing Arist’s words.
He felt a mysterious sensation as if the mana in the air was turning into his skin. He spread his senses below his feet.
‘They’re definitely there.’
He could sense people hiding and holding their breath three floors below, not directly below them.
‘A sorcerer? No, it’s a warrior with a sorcery artifact.’
They were probably hiding their presence with sorcery, which was why he hadn’t been able to detect them with his senses.
‘Sigh…’
Raon let out a hollow laugh as he looked at Arist.
‘Did you notice this right away?’
He had defeated the two apostles who were transcendents and was satisfied with his growth, but it seemed like he still had a long way to go until he could reach the level of true transcendents.
‘I shouldn’t have worried.’
He had thought that Arist was being hasty because she was worried about her son, Sif, but even in the midst of her dizziness, she hadn’t missed anything she needed to do as a leader.
As the old saying goes, one should never worry about a transcendent.
“When we first entered this dungeon, there were only monsters and traps.”
Arist lowered her voice and clicked her tongue.
“Judging from the fact that there were no footprints from outside, it’s probably right to assume that they came up from below.”
She lowered her finger, indicating that they should think of them as enemies.
“Oh, they came up from below?”
Paras blinked as he looked at the ground.
“It seems like they discovered Paras-nim’s traces.”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he placed his hand on his longsword.
“M-me? Absolutely not! I am the descendant of the great and mighty, and I even received hellish training from Arist-nim….”
Paras said with quivering lips that he had perfectly erased his traces.
“When you entered the dungeon alone again, nothing happened, did it?”
“Y-yes. That’s because I secretly followed the sorcerers.”
He rolled his eyes, saying that nothing had happened at the time.
“I can sense sorcery from the warriors who are below us now. It wouldn’t make sense for them to suddenly be on guard, so it’s probably right to assume that they discovered Paras-nim’s traces.”
Raon calmly nodded.
“Ahhh….”
Paras felt as if it was his fault and clutched his head with both hands.
“I’m s-sorry. I acted recklessly and put Sif-nim in more danger….”
“It’s not Paras-nim’s fault.”
Raon waved his hand at Paras’s pale face.
“They didn’t actually find traces. They must have noticed with sorcery.”
“S-sorcery?”
“Yes. I think the sense you felt telling you that it would be dangerous to follow the sorcerers to the secret space at the end of the dungeon was you instinctively detecting the sorcery engraved in that space.”
Unlike magic, sorcery uses negative mana, giving it unrivaled power in tracking and detection.
Paras’s techniques and ability to hide his presence were amazing, but since his level of martial arts wasn’t that high, he wouldn’t have been able to fool the sorcery.
“T-then they must have noticed that we’ve already entered….”
“That’s probably not the case.”
Raon shook his head, feeling the presence of the motionless automatons lurking nearby.
“It’s a huge waste to cover the entire perimeter of this dungeon with a spell to detect intruders. The automatons down here must be sentries deployed to reduce the consumption of the spell.”
The automatons remained motionless, concealed within the spell as if they were statues.
Judging from the current situation, it was clear that they were sentries to alert the main force of any intruders.
“Of course, that’s just my guess, so I think it would be best to move forward with our senses heightened. There’s a high chance that detection spells have been set up.”
“さすが我が甥! 頭がいいな!”
Aristo chuckled and patted Raon on the back.
“Let’s move as quietly as possible, just like Raon said. I’ll handle the detection spells. Just follow me quietly.”
She bent her knees slightly, indicating that she would take the lead from now on.
“I’ll cast a spell to block out the sound of our footsteps.”
Raon drew in the surrounding mana and enveloped the entire party in a whirlwind. It wouldn’t block out all sound, but it would be enough to muffle the sound of their footsteps.
“Then let’s set off again.”
Aristo exhaled and took the lead, descending into the dungeon.
Perhaps because they were relying on the sentries, there were no traps or monsters to be seen.
After about 5 minutes of descending the winding path, a small entrance leading to a brown cavity appeared.
“They’re inside.”
Aristo lowered her voice even further, her gaze fixed on it.
“Ah, but I can’t see them?”
Paras widened his eyes, saying that he couldn’t see anyone.
“I don’t know either…”
“Yeah. It just looks like an ordinary cave.”
Even the Gale Knights didn’t seem to notice. The power of the spell seemed to be so strong that even the Masters couldn’t detect it.
“Three automatons are hiding in the spell, facing the entrance.”
Raon shook his head as he examined the entrance.
“It seems like they’re positioned so that if one is attacked, the other two can report it. Judging by how well they’ve blended into the spell, they must be remnants of the Ironblood.”
“Then let’s each take one.”
Aristo nodded at Raon and Limer.
“Center, lower left, upper right, right?”
Limer also seemed to have sensed the presence of the automatons concealed by the spell, and he moved his fingers.
“I’ll take the left.”
“Then I’ll take the right.”
Aristo and Limer each took a knight, agreeing to take the left and right sides.
“Wait a minute. If those guys are carrying something like an artifact, they might be able to send a report before we can subdue them.”
Raon raised his hand to stop Aristo and Limer.
It wasn’t a good idea to just rush in, as there was a chance that news could be sent to the main force with just a snap of their fingers.
“Then what are you going to do?”
Aristo lowered her eyebrows.
“We can’t get through this entrance without breaking through.”
“Throw something?”
Raon flicked his hand at Dorian, who had been standing there blankly.
“Me, me? What do you want me to throw…”
Dorian’s eyelids fluttered as if he felt uneasy.
“Please.”
Raon threw Dorian towards the entrance of the passage with a smirk.
“Hey, wait!”
Dorian tried to hold on with all his might to avoid being pushed but ended up falling flat on his face at the entrance of the passage.
“Now’s your chance.”
Raon stepped on Taehwabo, seizing the moment when the guards’ attention was focused on Dorian.
He charged towards the warrior hiding in the middle of the passage, his feet enveloped in the wind of the Whirlwind Flow.
“Ah.”
The guards’ gazes left the fallen Dorian and quickly turned upwards, but it was too late. His fingertips had already reached his neck.
Crash!
The guard, who was hit by Raon’s fist, collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.
The guard was suppressed by his aura and couldn’t move a single finger.
Boom!
Two impact sounds rang out almost simultaneously. Limer and Aristo had taken down the guards hiding nearby and landed on the floor.
‘Fortunately, it didn’t spread.’
The aura of sorcery didn’t move at all in this space. Fortunately, it seemed that they had been subdued before they could sound the alarm.
“You were right.”
Aristo nodded, showing the small button in the guard’s hand.
“It looks like this contacts the lower level. How did they come up with such a plan?”
She laughed, saying that she was quick to judge and had a good plan.
“I’ve done it a lot.”
Raon shook his head with a smile.
Dorian looked like a harmless creature like a rabbit or a squirrel.
Anyone would be taken aback to see a naive guy shivering as he entered a cave alone.
“I keep telling you, our Great Lord’s real talent isn’t swordsmanship but that chatterbox.”
Martha shrugged, saying that he was crazy in the head.
“We’re on a mission. Don’t call him a chatterbox. Say he has good judgment.”
Veren nodded, telling him to be polite to the Great Lord.
-What nonsense!
Las shook his head.
-This guy’s real talent isn’t his head or his swordsmanship, but his snout!
He frowned, wondering why the guy didn’t know.
“I want to try throwing Dorian….”
Lunan clenched his fist slightly, saying that he wanted to throw Dorian himself.
“Ah, please don’t! If even you do it, Lunan-nim, I’ll really die!”
Dorian’s lips trembled as if his heart was about to fall out.
“As expected of Whirlwind Troop’s supply officer. Now you’re even providing bait with your own body.”
Crane whistled as if teasing Dorian.
“Jeez!”
Dorian lunged at Crane as if his patience had run out.
“Let’s interrogate them first.”
Aristo lowered her hand, saying that they should interrogate the captured guards individually.
“Yes.”
Raon nodded and checked the condition of the guards.
Looking at the steel armor connected by the spell, it seemed that he could really be considered a warrior of Iron Discipline.
“What is your name?”
He asked for his name, but the guard did not even lower his gaze and kept his mouth shut.
“Okay. I’ll try it for the first time in a long time.”
Raon smiled wickedly and cast his self-developed torture method of heat and cold on the guard’s body.
As he had grown, the quality of heat and cold had increased, so no matter how patient he was, he would not be able to withstand it.
“….”
Usually, there would be chaos as soon as he started, but this guard only blushed and did not scream or show any excessive reaction.
“Are you a warrior of Iron Discipline?”
“….”
“Answer me!”
Aristo was also using the skill of the space sword to rip apart the guard’s insides, but he could not open his mouth.
‘Will it take some time?’
In the meantime, why don’t I look into the spells or flesh carved into these guys?
His torture gave him more pain as time passed, so he decided to interpret the spells wrapped around his body until the guard opened his mouth.
-You don’t even know the master of your spell.
‘I don’t know. But if I use the characteristics, I’ll see.’
With the high level of the Ring of Fire, Eye of Wrath, and Sense of Tales, he could interpret even powers he did not know at all if he had enough time.
-Hehe, because your abilities are lacking. You only rely on strange characteristics. That’s how you can grow….
‘Are the Sense of Tales and the Eye of Wrath your powers?’
-Huh….
Raon kept his mouth shut and focused on the flow of the spell.
‘It’s nice to be quiet.’
* * *
Screech!
The baby moon bear stopped as it swam through the sea at a fast pace as if it were a shark.
“Hey!”
The otter looked at the right side of the void and poked it.
“Why the hell are you going that way!”
Baby otter. At Merlin’s cry, a pink current rippled above the sea on the right.
“Isn’t this the way?”
Pink current. Rust tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.
“That’s the sea! We have to go to the mainland now, so why do you keep flying in the other direction!”
Merlin patted her chest, saying that she didn’t understand.
“Ah, that’s it.”
Rust nodded and flowed south.
“No!”
Unable to bear it, Merlin threw the soulstone she was holding into the sea.
“Kyaaaaaaaa!”
She was startled and went into the sea to pick up the soulstone that was falling.
“Ah, I guess I get it.”
Rust said she understood and approached Merlin.
“Don’t do anything and just follow me. Got it?”
Merlin nodded, saying that she would only come out when she had to fight.
“Got it.”
Rust nodded confidently without losing her energy.
“Ha, it’s stuffy.”
Merlin sighed and swam through the sea again.
‘Why the hell can’t a transcendent find his way?’
Rust’s power is strong. In particular, the size of the soul she possessed was larger than any being she had ever seen.
It was still incomprehensible that such a powerful monster could get lost and wander around.
‘Normally, we should have already arrived, but because of that damned path… huh?’
When she looked back, Rust was flying towards the distant sea again.
“Not there!”
Merlin screamed with an exhausted voice.
“This pyromaniac!”
* * *
‘I understand roughly.’
Raon nodded as he removed his hand from the guard’s chest.
‘A sorcery using blood and negative mana.’
The sorcery, armor, and artifact the guard had in common were blood and negative mana.
The sorcery itself was not that complicated, but it felt very vicious and tenacious.
‘Is this enough?’
The guard’s entire body was covered in blood vessels due to the torture he had endured. If he pushed it any further, he might die or go crazy, so he only released the paralysis on his mouth.
“What is your name?”
“Uhhh….”
The guard didn’t open his mouth even though he was on the verge of death due to the pain.
He only groaned intermittently without looking at him.
‘You’re enduring it?’
The only people who endured his torture in Omar were the White Blood Cult and Eden, who were known for being crazy. He didn’t know that the remnants of the Iron-Blooded Cult were this vicious.
“You’ll die if you stay like this for a few more seconds?”
“Kugh….”
The guard seemed to not care if he died and kept his mouth shut until he finally stopped breathing.
“This bastard is crazy! I ripped out his insides and he still wouldn’t open his mouth!”
Aristo frowned as if he failed to make the guard talk.
“It’s certain. These guys are from the Iron-Blooded Cult..”
She bit her lip and continued.
“The armor connected to the sorcery and the viciousness that reminds me of the White Blood Cult. It’s just like the Iron-Blooded Cult bastards I’ve heard of.”
Aristo shook her head as if she was disgusted.
“T, then why did those guys kidnap Master?”
Paras swallowed dryly as she looked at Aristo.
“It’s not certain that it’s Zephir!”
Aristo shook her head, telling her not to talk nonsense.
“T, that’s right.”
“First of all, don’t think of anything bad….”
She was admonishing Paras when,
“I, Iron-Blooded Cult….”
The name of the Iron-Blooded Cult came out of the mouth of the unconscious guard that Limer was torturing.
“C, commander?”
“What! How did you make him talk!”
Raon and Aristo simultaneously opened their mouths wide as they looked at Limer.
“Just….”
Limer tilted his head as if he was rather taken aback.
“I tickled his soles?”
He blinked, saying that he only tickled his soles with the wind.
“T, tickling?”
Raon’s eyes opened wide.
“I told you to interrogate him, why are you tickling him!”
“I’m not good at interrogations, so I trusted you two, but look what happened. As expected, I’m the hero of the Gale Force!”
Limer giggled to himself, calling himself a genius.
-As expected….
Rath shook his head.
-As expected, he is the original crazy bastard.