The Reincarnated Assassin Is A Genius Swordsman Chapter 1015

Episode 1016

“Can you please guide me to where the Comedian and the Evil Sword Master are?”

Raon said that sightseeing could be done later and looked at McCain with cold eyes.

“Hmm….”

McCain swallowed dryly as he felt the cool air of not only Raon but also the Gwangpungjeon prosecutors walking out of the dimensional gate.

“Um, I understand. We’ll leave as soon as everyone from the Gwangpungjeon team comes out.”

He bowed his head and said that he would guide the comedian as soon as the inspectors came out.

“thank you.”

Raon let out a small exclamation of admiration as he looked at McCain, who was hiding his bewilderment and revealing calm eyes.

‘I thought about it before, but the comedian is good at saving people.’

Although he was not hostile, he was not flustered and showed his composure even when the atmosphere was openly cold, so this McCain man was no ordinary man.

“Everything has arrived.”

After personally checking the number of whirlwind inspectors, Buren approached Raon and reported.

“They said everyone is out, so let’s go now.”

Raon nodded to McCain, who was waiting at the door.

“Then I will open the door.”

McCain took a deep breath at the frosty momentum of the whirlwind prosecutors and opened the door to the tower.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

Stylish houses and buildings are visible under the brightly pouring sunlight.

Although it was not yet morning, people were moving busily according to their own schedules.

“Come this way.”

McCain seemed to sense the tense atmosphere and walked straight towards the castle of the comedy festival without explaining anything about Varenne.

“let’s go.”

Raon motioned for the Gwangpungdae to follow him and followed behind McCain.

‘Even at a glance, it seems like a lot has changed.’

Varene had more than half of its city destroyed during the previous Oma raid.

Because most of the buildings were newly built, the walls were neatly paved long and narrow.

“I’m sure the Lord of Gwangpung knows….”

McCain seemed to notice the gaze and slowly began to speak.

“The walls of Varene, as well as the entire city, were destroyed due to the attacks of the Black Night Sword God and other Oma.”

He let out a heavy breath, saying that the situation was hopeless.

“After that attack, the residents were gripped by fear and tried to flee the city. However, seeing the Comedy Emperor release funds and take action to carry out the restoration work, not a single person left the land.”

McCain laughed calmly, saying that since then, the relationship between the comedian and the residents has actually become stronger.

“It definitely looks better than the last time I was here.”

Raon nodded. As McCain had said, perhaps because they had overcome hardships, the city seemed to be filled with energy and affection.

“That’s right. In the past, the city itself was sophisticated, but it didn’t feel like a place where people lived, but now it’s full of life.”

Martha smacked her lips as if she knew what he meant.

“Yeah. The air is warm….”

Runaan blinked her eyes, saying that she felt good.

“It feels like the inside is different than the outside. It feels like there’s a stickiness to it.”

Burren smiled faintly as he looked at the crowded market.

“I’m glad you see it that way.”

McCain seemed to be in a better mood after hearing Varene’s compliments, and he walked up the hill with a slightly lighter stride.

“Actually, the castle where the comedian resides has been newly built. It’s over there.”

He pointed to a mansion built in the center of the city, saying that a new building had been built because the old one had collapsed.

“It’s not as big as you think?”

Martha tilted her head as she looked at the castle of the comedy festival, which was slightly larger than the annex.

“That’s right. The building I saw before seemed bigger than Gajujeon.”

Burren scratched his chin, thinking along similar lines.

“When rebuilding the city, we prioritized the residents’ homes and lands, so we were short on manpower and funds, so this was the best we could do.”

McCain bitterly laughed, saying that her last name was diminished because the comedian took care of the residents first.

“I don’t think the comedian has that kind of personality… Huh!”

Crane opened his mouth, then shut it abruptly when he caught McCain’s gaze.

“It might seem that way.”

McCain smiled slightly, as if to say, “That could happen,” rather than getting angry.

“Crane… .”

“Don’t tease me. This isn’t Sieghart.”

Burren and Martha glared at Crane with cold eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Crane bowed his head to McCain, saying he was ashamed.

“It’s okay. People have different perspectives.”

McCain waved his hand, saying, “Don’t worry about it.”

‘to be honest….’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the comedy festival’s living space, which was more like a mansion than a castle.

‘Crane’s words are not wrong.’

The comedian, whom I personally saw and felt, was an intelligent opportunist.

When she said that she built a small house with the residents in mind, I got the impression that she was more concerned about people’s eyes and rumors than consideration.

-Even if it’s because of other people’s eyes and mouths, isn’t it a good thing in the end?

Lass turned his blue eyes as if he found it strange.

‘That’s right. That’s a good thing.’

As the guy said, I nodded with a small smile because it was a good thing for the residents no matter what happened.

“Then I will be back for a bit.”

McCain asked them to wait a moment and then entered the comedy festival’s mansion.

‘Is the comedy festival on the second floor?’

From inside the mansion, a huge spirit that seemed to cover the city was transmitted. Perhaps because he had grown up, the power of the comedy festival felt strong enough to shake his soul.

‘Is this how it is without showing off your momentum?’

You are qualified to stand as the representative of Shinju Oryeong.

Raon looked back at the Gwangpungjeon inspectors with a thin smile.

“Not everyone can enter the conference room, so have the Chief Inspector stay and supervise the inspectors.”

Trevin, who had the most experience leading subordinates, was put in charge of the inspections.

“All right.”

Trevin smiled coolly as if asking for faith and hit his chest with his fist.

“Remember what I said, Gwangpungjeon, and assume the attitude that a Sieghart inspector should have.”

As soon as the words to prepare for action were finished, the prosecutors’ spirits, which had been relaxed in the warm atmosphere of Varenne, became colder than before.

“All right!”

The whirlwind inspectors nodded as if they would not disappoint, and hit their chests with their fists like Trevin.

“We must serve the Lord, so we must behave ourselves even more properly.”

Burren frowned at Martha and Runaan, telling them to please be careful.

“I told you to be careful.”

Martha nodded to Runaan.

“Not me, but the concubine…?”

Runaan shook his head, saying the arrow had gone astray.

“You’re right!”

“Hey, you damn girl… .”

The two men poked each other’s cheeks with their fingers and ground their teeth.

“Both!”

Burren shouted at Martha to stop, separating her from Runaan.

“joy!”

Martha snorted and lowered her eyes. However, she did not continue to be angry, but instead began practicing her aura right there.

‘It really looks like he’s going to personally defeat the White Blood Cult leader.’

It was when Raon smiled softly while watching Martha trying to practice even during spare time.

Ugh.

McCain emerged from the mansion with a wrinkled line on his forehead.

“What’s going on?”

Raon lowered his eyebrows as he looked at McCain who came out alone.

“The original appointment time was noon, but the evil sword master has not arrived yet. The comic master is at work, but he said he will meet you right away if you wish.”

McCain lowered his head as if to ask what he was going to do.

“It would be better if you, the comedian, watch it first….”

“No. I think it would be better to see them both together.”

Raon shook his head, saying he would watch it together in the conference room.

‘Whether this is a trick or not, there’s no need to meet first and give me time to think about it.’

The comedian could read the mood just by looking at himself. It seemed better to look at both of them at once so that he could make a conclusion right away.

“sorry.”

“There is no reason for Mr. McCain to apologize. Technically, we were right to come early.”

“Then, I will guide you to the reception room first.”

McCain entered a small building on the right, not the mansion. It looked more ornate than the mansion, perhaps because it was where guests waited.

“I will bring the car.”

He said he would be back soon and ran outside.

‘There’s still a lot of time left until noon.’

The preparation and movement of the dimensional gate went much more smoothly than expected, so there was actually a lot of time left.

‘In the meantime, I’ll read a book.’

I opened my subspace pocket and took out an old book. It was the book that Glenn had personally come to the annex to give me.

I haven’t had time to read it lately because I’ve been busy with my training and recovering from my injuries, but I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to read it now.

‘What kind of book of nonsense is this… Hmm?’

Isn’t this a book of illiteracy?

[Cultivating the soul is like growing a young tree. If you nurture it with a healthy mind, its roots will grow deep and thick and it will not shake, but if you nurture it with a sick mind, its roots will be shallow and narrow and it will break even with a small wind or rain.]

Looking through the contents of the book, I realized that it was not a book about learning, but rather a book about how to control one’s mind and spirit.

[The soul is like water contained in a vessel. It is usually calm and unshakable, but if an external shock is transmitted, it shakes as if it were to escape the vessel. Only by being able to calmly handle one’s soul at all times can one reach a higher world.]

Raon opened the last chapter, reading something that sounded like a pseudo-Bible.

[A year becomes ten years, ten years gather to form a hundred years, and a hundred years pass to form a thousand years. However, ten thousand years cannot be reached in that way. It is a time and a realm that cannot be handled by the human mind. It can only be manifested through the mind and soul.]

I squinted my eyes as I read the last chapter.

‘This is….’

Something is different.

Unlike the passages I’ve read so far, it didn’t seem to be about the soul alone.

‘What should I say… .’

It seems like it would be understandable, but it isn’t.

‘Let’s keep reading.’

Raon was so absorbed in the last chapter of the book that McCain forgot to even put the tea down on the table.

***

dripping.

As Raon read the contents of the last chapter countless times and engraved them in his mind, the door opened with a knock.

“The evil swordsman has arrived. Would you like to leave right now?”

McCain bowed his head, saying he was ready for the meeting.

“Yes. Let’s go right away.”

Raon put the book in his subspace pocket and got up.

“The conference room is at the back of the mansion. Come this way.”

I walked to the back of the mansion, following McCain, who began to lead the way cautiously.

Phew.

Burren, Martha, Runaan, and Mark Gotten followed behind him like shadows, walking silently.

“That is the conference room of the Shinju Oryeong.”

McCain nodded slightly, gesturing toward the conference room, which had the majesty of an ancient cathedral.

“This conference hall was built as large and grand as possible because it also carries the names of other Shinju Oryeong.”

McCain nodded, saying that he could not give in on this one point.

“I think that’s right too.”

Raon nodded and glanced around the conference room.

‘It feels gorgeous and solid.’

It wasn’t just about being superficial. There was a sense of solidity in the conference room, as if they had made up their minds not to break down again.

“Phew.”

After tidying up, McCain opened the conference room door himself.

Kookookookookook!

The huge door opened with a small vibration, as if the ground was being pushed, revealing its interior.

In the center of the conference room stood a pure white round table, and at the end of it sat two breathtakingly beautiful beauties in different positions.

Gooooooo!

The comical figure in the middle exuded a mysterious atmosphere that seemed to wash away all the negativity of this world, and the evil sword on the right had a sharp presence as if it were a sword transformed into a person.

“You’re here.”

The comedian rose from his chair with graceful steps and bowed.

“It’s been a while.”

Akgeomhu nodded his head without changing his posture.

“I’m glad you both look healthy.”

Raon stood in front of the round table, lightly flowing with the transcendental energy naturally spread by the comic artist and the evil sword master.

“hmm.”

“… … .”

A distinct difference appeared in the eyes of the two people who saw that sight.

“It’s even more amazing when you see it in person.”

The comedian let out a sigh as he looked into Raon’s red eyes.

“I’ve heard all sorts of rumors, but I never thought he’d really reach that level.”

She shook her head, saying it was an achievement she could not believe even after seeing it.

“I can’t believe my eyes.”

The evil swordsman lowered his gentle eyebrows.

“I know why those ugly bastards died.”

She tapped her fingers on the round table, saying she now knew why he was able to break the four swordsmen and the ghost spear.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t greeted you properly. Congratulations on your ascension to the throne.”

The comedian bowed his head deeply, saying that his congratulations were late.

“thank you.”

Raon bowed his head as he looked into the comedian’s calm eyes.

‘Strong.’

Seeing it with my own eyes, I could feel the level of the spirit of the comic artist even greater. It was a completely different weapon from the four swordsmen and the ghost spear. Although the odds of winning were high, it didn’t seem easy to guarantee an unconditional victory.

‘And after the evil sword… .

I turned my gaze to the right and looked at the evil sword.

‘Weaker than a comedy.’

As I had seen and felt before, the power of the evil swordsman was clearly inferior to that of the comical one.

It was higher than the Four Swordsmen, and similar in level to the Ghost Spear. If they fought, it was an opponent they could win ten out of ten.

‘But why did the Lord say that we should be more careful with the evil sword?’

Glenn took it lightly that he could beat the comedian, but seemed to have doubts about the evil sword.

‘He’s not the type of person to joke around.’

There was no reason for Glenn to mess around with such an important matter, not even Rimmer. It seemed clear to Akgeomhu that there was something he didn’t know about.

‘Be careful.’

So that you don’t panic no matter what happens.

Ugh.

Raon placed his clasped hands on the round table and calmed the tension in his stomach.

“I heard a rumor recently….”

Akgeomhu looked this way and narrowed his eyes.

“Is it true that you killed Tacheon?”

She let out a low moan, as if in disbelief.

“Most tall tales are just rumors.”

Raon smiled and waved his hand.

“I knew it.”

Akgeomhu clicked his tongue briefly.

“It’s true that it’s strong, but it’s not strong enough to defeat the comedian.”

She nodded, as if she thought Tacheon’s death was just a rumor.

“… … .”

The comedian just looked at him with his transparent eyes without saying a word.

“But the rumor is true.”

Raon slowly raised his hand.

“Tacheon is dead. Of course, it wasn’t my fault alone.”

He didn’t tell me everything, just that Ta-cheon was dead.

“her?”

The eyes of the evil swordsman rippled violently like a stormy sea.

“Uh, how?”

She stood up, banging on the table as if she didn’t understand.

“There was a great wizard in the movie during Black Tower Week, but not this time!”

Akgeomhu looked at him with wavering eyes as if asking him to tell him the circumstances at that time.

“… … .”

The comedian drank her tea calmly, without the slightest embarrassment. She seemed to know all the facts.

“It’s not hard to explain the situation, but before that, there’s something I need to ask you both first.”

Raon shook his head calmly.

“what?”

The evil swordsman narrowed his eyes.

“Please speak.”

The comedian quietly put down his teacup as if he would answer any question.

“I. No, I think Sieghart gave Shinjuoryeong many opportunities. So now I want to hear a definitive answer.”

Raon nodded with a cold gaze.

“Should I walk the same path as the Emperor, or should I die here…?”

He looked down at the two people with their eyes wide open and nodded his chin arrogantly.

“Choose now.”