The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1049
Chapter 1049
Raon closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and left the annex.
The maids were starting their day with chatter, and from the lake, the sound of Sia swinging her sword could be heard.
Enjoying the sounds of the annex that always made him feel good, he headed towards the lake. Sylvia and Edgar had set up a table at the back of the lake, watching Sia practice her swordsmanship.
“It’s unusual for you to still be here at this hour, especially since you’re having breakfast with us.”
Sylvia placed her teacup down, looking at him.
“Aren’t you going to the training grounds today?”
She smiled faintly, as if finding the situation odd.
-Indeed, breakfast was good this morning.
Wrath relaxed his pupils, smacking his lips.
-The lightly seared meat in wine melted softly in my mouth. It was a good palate cleanser before eating the kraken skewers.
He nodded, satisfied with his meal before the war.
“The intensive training period ended yesterday.”
Edgar raised a finger, pointing at the piercingly blue sky.
“Our son needs a day off too.”
He patted his arm gently, telling him to rest well today for all his hard work.
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
Edgar pulled out a chair next to him, gesturing for him to sit.
“I have something to tell you both.”
Raon sat on the chair Edgar had offered, taking a deep breath. The two put down their teacups, turning their gaze to him as if telling him to speak.
“Do you remember about three months ago, when the Whirlwind Squad and I caught an apostle and sank a White Blood Church’s ship?”
Before getting into the main issue, he brought up the details of the mission from three months ago.
“Of course.”
“Of course, I remember. I can recite every word you said!”
Sylvia nodded as if it were natural, and Edgar mumbled the atmosphere of the time, as if he really remembered everything.
“Actually, that story didn’t end with killing the apostle. The sea spirit I rescued told me the location of the White Blood Church’s main base, and I went with Evelyn and Roan….”
Raon told the two everything that had happened.
“I see.”
“No wonder you were moving so busily….”
However, Sylvia and Edgar accepted it calmly, as if they already knew everything.
“Did you already know?”
When he left with Lektar, and when he went to the sea alone recently, Sylvia and Edgar didn’t ask anything, so he had expected it to some extent. It seemed that they had read his movements and predicted the war with the White Blood Church.
“Don’t underestimate your mother.”
Sylvia waved her hand, saying she could feel things without being told.
“Because I know you better than anyone else in the world.”
She smiled softly, as if his heart was transparent to her.
“It’s not just you, I also felt something from our father’s reaction.”
Edgar rested his chin on the table, raising his eyebrows.
“That guy isn’t good at lying.”
He snorted, saying he felt it from Lektar, not himself.
“I see.”
Raon smiled faintly, nodding.
“Are you confident you can win?”
Sylvia met his eyes. If it had been before, she would have been worried and tearful, but she was somehow enduring it by only trembling her hand.
It seemed like she didn’t want to show a weak side to him who was participating in the war.
“I’ve prepared enough not to have any regrets. Now all that’s left is….”
Raon swallowed the tea Edgar had poured in one gulp, getting up from his chair.
“To do my best.”
He bowed, saying he would be back, to the two of them.
“Raon.”
Sia approached the table, as if she had heard the story that he was leaving.
“Are you going to fight?”
“Yeah. There are bad guys I need to punish.”
“Can’t I come too?”
She hugged the sword he had given her tightly, as if she wanted to go with him.
“There’s another place where you need to fight.”
Sia was strong now, but she was growing faster than anyone else, so she could play a big role in the war right now.
But the first enemy she had to draw her sword against was not the White Blood Church, but Eden. She had to stab the blades of revenge into the bastards who had insulted and mocked Edgar and him. No, their entire family.
“Can you wait until then?”
“Ofcourse!”
Sia nodded, as if telling him not to worry, and went back to the lake to swing her sword.
“That child has grown up a lot too.”
Sylvia sighed, feeling proud but also regretful.
“She’s past her puberty. She’ll soon be more mature than me.”
Raon said that the days of treating Sia like a younger sister were not far off, and smiled.
“Si, Sia’s puberty is over?”
Edgar’s eyes widened as if it was strange.
“She still doesn’t let me into her room? She washes her laundry separately, and we don’t sleep together!”
He tilted his chin, as if asking why.
“……”
“……”
Raon and Sylvia stared blankly at Edgar without saying a word.
“She still doesn’t eat the side dishes I give her and throws them away! Why is she like that!”
Edgar clutched his head, completely clueless.
-Why, you ask….
Wrath snorted as he watched Edgar’s wailing.
-That’s why she dislikes you!
* * *
The sacrificial chamber where red and white blood mixed and flowed.
Blood demons approached the warriors who were bound with their eyes gouged out. The blood demons were breathing heavily, seemingly unable to control their appetite as they looked at the blood flowing from the warriors’ eye sockets.
“Eat.”
At the snap of a finger from the blue-haired handsome man, the blood demons released their suppressed desires and bit into the warriors’ necks.
“Kkkkkkkk!”
“Aaaaaaack!”
The warriors screamed as if their throats were being torn apart, but the blood demons were even more excited by the sound, tearing away flesh with their sharp fangs.
The screams of people begging to stop were just the orchestra of a high-class restaurant that whetted the blood demons’ appetites.
Hoo…
The White Blood Church leader, who had been watching the scene, lowered his pipe, exhaling white smoke from his red lips.
“You managed to find such prey in such a short time.”
She smiled, tilting her chin toward the approaching blue-haired handsome man.
“Twelfth Apostle.”
“It is all thanks to the sacred teachings of the Church leader.”
The man called the Twelfth Apostle placed his hand on his chest, bowing carefully.
“You still have a good way with words.”
The White Blood Church leader snorted at the smiling Twelfth Apostle.
“I thought you’d only know how to use your mouth for the rest of your life, but you actually reached transcendence and showed up.”
She lowered her eyebrows, genuinely surprised.
“I can’t even calculate how much of the sacrifice you’ve been skimming.”
“Ahahaha.”
The Twelfth Apostle scratched the back of his neck, smiling awkwardly as if embarrassed.
“I’m sorry. I had a lot of inspiration from the Church leader’s teachings, so I got a little greedy.”
He lowered his gaze slightly, as if he couldn’t deceive the White Blood Church leader.
“Usually, that body would have burst before reaching transcendence. Be grateful for your sturdy body.”
The White Blood Church leader waved her hand, as if saying it was fine.
“Thank you for understanding. It’s not much of a reward, but….”
The Twelfth Apostle smiled faintly, extending his hand.
“I have also brought a gift for the Church leader.”
At the snap of his fingers, a red-haired archbishop brought in a woman who was bound, gagged, and blindfolded.
“She is the captain of the Royal Knights of the Sevion Kingdom. A Grand Master.”
The Twelfth Apostle spread his arms wide, as if saying he hadn’t inflicted a single wound, so she could enjoy herself to her heart’s content.
“I hope this prey will be the last piece for the Church leader’s great work.”
“You slippery snake.”
Unlike her words, the White Blood Church leader curled up the corners of her mouth, as if she wasn’t in a bad mood.
“If the Tenth Apostle and you were mixed half and half, you’d be quite a decent man.”
She clicked her tongue, looking at the Tenth Apostle standing on her right without saying anything.
“It’s an honor to be compared to such a great senior.”
The Twelfth Apostle bowed his head to the Tenth Apostle.
“……”
The Tenth Apostle glanced at the Twelfth Apostle, then turned his gaze away without saying anything.
“What’s the atmosphere outside?”
The White Blood Church leader asked, putting the pipe to her lips.
“The Five Emperors, no, the entire continent is quiet. But it doesn’t feel peaceful. It’s like a powderkeg before it explodes, shall we say?”
The Twelfth Apostle smacked his lips, saying he felt an impending sense of anxiety.
“That means they are preparing to strike us.”
The White Blood Church leader spat out white smoke, saying she could see through the Five Emperors’ thoughts.
“Come to think of it, it seems like it’s time for you to change bodies.”
The Twelfth Apostle narrowed his eyes as he looked at the white scales rising on the White Blood Church leader’s hand.
“I remember when we brought that body.”
He shrugged his shoulders, looking at the Tenth Apostle.
“I was going to eat it, but senior stopped me. Maybe that’s why we have the current Church leader.”
The Twelfth Apostle applauded the Tenth Apostle, saying he had done a great job.
“……”
The Tenth Apostle did not respond to the Twelfth Apostle’s words, which sounded like both praise and mockery, and only looked straight ahead.
“A replacement….”
The White Blood Church leader frowned, looking at the scales rising on her hand.
“I should definitely prepare for it.”
She tilted her chin toward the Tenth Apostle.
“Contact the thirteenth.”
With those words, the White Blood Church leader took the captain of the Royal Knights of the Sevion Kingdom, whom the Twelfth Apostle had brought, and left the sacrificial chamber.
“Even though I have reached transcendence, it seems the Church leader trusts senior more. It’s a pity.”
The Twelfth Apostle clicked his tongue regretfully, then followed the White Blood Church leader outside.
“The thirteenth….”
The Tenth Apostle slowly parted his lips, without taking his eyes off the person who was dying with all the blood drained from his body.
* * *
Raon walked with heavy steps onto the platform of the fifth training ground.
“Everyone has worked hard.”
He looked at the swordsmen who had followed his grueling training for two long but short months.
He nodded, satisfied with his subordinates who had grown both physically and mentally.
“This White Blood Church raid operation was carried out with only a very small number of people within Zig Hart knowing about it, so we will be participating in the war as the main force.”
Raon lowered his red gaze to the swordsmen who were raising a fierce aura, as if excited.
“That means we must produce results by giving everything we have built up. Can you do it?”
He said that if they couldn’t or if they lacked confidence, they should step down now, and he stepped on the platform with a weight of ten thousand pounds.
“Of course.”
Beren struck his chest with his fist, uttering an unwavering voice.
“I’m ready too….”
In Runan’s dazed eyes, the starlight that wrapped around her will flickered.
“I’m, I’m scared, but I’ll fight to the end. No, I’ll do it!”
Dorian had not overcome all his fear, but he clenched his fist, saying he would fight with his life on the line.
“I’ll fight like a madman, just like my crazy lord!”
Crane, whose right eye was blackened, repeated the word madman, as if rebelling against him again, but he liked his spirit, so he let it slide for now.
“I will follow.”
“Finally, a real battle with the Sama. I’m looking forward to it.”
Mark Gaten simply bowed, as if saying he would follow, and Trevin bumped his fists together, saying he had been waiting for this moment.
“……”
Martha, who always roared at the front, did not open her mouth, but clenched her sword so tightly that the veins on her hand stood out. Just by that, it was clear what kind of mindset she had for this war.
“Let’s go.”
Raon descended from the platform with a calmly lowered gaze and headed towards the exit of the training ground.
Whoooosh!
The Whirlwind Squad swordsmen followed behind him, emitting a sharp aura, as if they had already drawn their swords.
Raon led the swordsmen, who had become like a single master sword, and entered the main family’s training ground.
Kugugugugu!
The main family’s training ground was the largest place in Zig Hart, but there was almost no space left because the martial forces, who had been summoned by Glenn, were lined up.
“The Whirlwind Squad, please come this way.”
Raon was guided by Roan, who was waiting, and headed to the left side where the squads were lining up.
“Wait until I give the order.”
After ordering the Whirlwind Squad swordsmen not to move, he went to the platform where the executives were standing.
“Hey! Nephew!”
“You’vecome.”
Balder and Denier, who had arrived earlier, waved at him.
‘Denier.’
It was still unclear whether Denier was an ally or an enemy, but he smelled of a similar stench to Derus Robert. He absolutely could not let his guard down and had to be careful until the end.
“I greet the two clan leaders.”
“You’re late.”
When Raon bowed to Denier and Balder, Karun walked out from the far left.
“Raon! It’s been a while! I heard you took good care of my kids!”
Aris popped out from behind Karun and ran towards him.
‘What is this….’
Raon let out a hollow breath, looking at Karun and Aris.
‘They’ve grown that much?’
The two transcendents had reached a level so high that their previous appearances were unimaginable. Except for the Sword Heart, it was no exaggeration to say that they had caught up to right under his chin.
‘Amazing.’
He was amazed and curious about what kind of training they had done to achieve such growth, comparable to his own. No, more than that, he was moved by the two’s efforts.
“You’ve worked hard.”
Raon offered an acknowledgment of Karun and Aris’s efforts instead of a greeting.
“Ahem!”
Karun coughed, his face flushed, as if he understood the meaning of his words.
“As expected, you understand me.”
Aris hugged him tightly, saying she knew he would be like that.
“You’ve changed a lot too. How do you grow so fast!”
She was laughing, saying his growth was even more amazing.
Just then,
Whoooom!
The main training ground door opened, and Glenn and the Thousand Swords Unit entered.
“We greet the clan leader!”
“We greet the clan leader!”
At Karun’s greeting, all the executives and martial forces standing in the training ground knelt down and bowed their heads.
Thud.
Glenn walked to the center of the training ground with an aura-filled stride and went up to the platform. The swordsmen’s spines were dripping with cold sweat from his enormous and imposing aura.
“Everyone, rise.”
At Glenn’s low voice, the swordsmen raised their trembling knees.
“The intensive training that has been going on for two months. Everyone has worked hard.”
Glenn nodded, looking at the swordsmen standing in the training ground one by one.
“There will be some people who are wondering why the intensive training period, which was usually one month or not even done at all, was extended to two months.”
He lowered his red gaze and looked at Raon.
“The reason for that will be explained by the Whirlwind Squad leader.”
“Yes.”
Raon nodded and went up to the platform. He calmly accepted the gazes of the swordsmen who were only looking at him and parted his lips.
“You all know about our Whirlwind Squad beheading the Ninth Apostle and stopping the White Blood Church. However, there were some other circumstances after that.”
He explained everything that had happened to all the Zig Hart swordsmen. He had told Sylvia and Edgar in the annex beforehand, so the words flowed out without a hitch.
“A, a White Blood Church main base was found? Under the sea?”
Aris’s eyes widened, as if she couldn’t believe it.
“A war with the White Blood Church….”
Karun clenched his fist, as if he was happy to have a chance to show off his grown power.
“……”
Denier did not say anything, only looking at him and Glenn with a calm gaze.
“Is it a full-scale war with the White Blood Church?”
“I see why we were only training for two months….”
“Yeah. That makes that time meaningful.”
“I strangely feel confident.”
The swordsmen raised a powerful aura, filled with fighting spirit, as if they were confident thanks to the two months of intensive training.
“So when does that war start!”
Balder stepped forward to the platform, his foot stomping so hard that the ground shook, as if he was looking forward to the war with the White Blood Church.
“……”
Raon looked not only at Balder but also at the Zig Hart swordsmen standing behind him and raised his finger towards the sky.
“Now.”
He snarled fiercely, pointing to the blue dimension rising above his head.
“The war has already begun.”