The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 243

Chapter 243

“Failed?”

Tiller Seton slowly turned his head. The long scar on his cheek lowered his head as if he had no face.

“why?”

“I’m sorry.”

The number’s head went down even deeper.

“I’m not sorry, why did you ask?”

Tiller smiled. The intent to kill was buried in a bright smile.

“You’ve had enough time to sink the ship before Sieghart’s arrival.”

The raid was timed to sink the ship and show the villagers and Sieghart’s worms how the sailors were drowning. I was annoyed that my perfect plan had gone awry.

“Chew, the Qingru Tribe suddenly froze while trying to attack the ship.”

“Do you harden?”

“I don’t know the exact reason, but I stayed still in the water without destroying the boat or the boat.”

Sujeok trembled his hands without meeting Tiller’s eyes.

“Uh, it wasn’t long before the Blue Cliffs started moving again, but during the delay, Sieghard’s guys arrived and saved the crew.”

“Has something broken? After all, they are poor guys.”

Tiller slapped the cheek of the Blue Clown who was kneeling on the floor. Even though they were beaten to the point of vomiting blood, the Qingru tribe did not shed even the slightest groan.

“Rimer must have stepped in from Sieghart.”

“Lee, it’s not Limer, it’s Raon.”

“what?”

“Raon jumped into the water and instantly froze the Qingru tribe and saved the people.”

Sujeok told everyone how Raon drove out the Qingru tribe and saved the sailors.

“It’s not like he’s going to rise to the level of no learning, did Sieghart have any water steps?”

“That’s me too… .”

“no. there may be enough However, it’s strange that Raon Sieghart, who has only lived on land until now, is learning it… .”

He frowned for the first time, as if he didn’t like it.

“How will the villagers react?”

“It is said that they were astonished at the sight of creating an island of ice in the center of the river, rather than just floating on the water. Seeing that the gods of radish, water and ice have descended, some of them seem to have fallen out.”

“Ha, it’s a dog. It wouldn’t be strange if you plucked out your eyes trying to suck on candy that someone else had spit on. it is not so?”

“Yes, yes.”

“I didn’t like it from the first time I saw it. He wanted to rip her tongue out for being c*cky because the young bastard had built up some fame.”

Tiller shed a friendly smile that was completely different from the mannered look he showed in front of Gwangpungdan.

“It’s all because of that bastard. He would have eaten the Gazelle in the first place if he had been there.”

He let out an annoyed sigh.

“Are you talking about the Qinglou tribe?”

The answer came from behind. A middle-aged man with a magnificent spirit as if looking at a steel tower. This man was Hakyll, the vice-captain of Baekchang, the front line led by Tiller.

“okay. I thought that if I educated the Qinglou tribe, everyone would become like him, but it wasn’t at all.”

Tiller clicked his tongue. No matter how educated they were, the Qinglou could not speak human language or read.

Since the language was not fluent, it took a lot of time to make even a simple chart. The Qingru tribe who learned human language on their own was special.

“They’re all just empty-headed assholes.”

He lifted his foot and stepped on the head of the kneeling Qinglou Tribe. Even though their heads were swept to the floor and bleeding, the Qingru tribe did not even show the slightest resistance.

“If I had kept him alive, I would have made charts of all the rivers that branched off the lower reaches of the Ravel River.”

If he hadn’t killed the Talking Lou Tribe, the chart of the Gazelle River would have been perfectly completed, and based on that, he would have eaten up Doran’s Village and Yuin’s Village. Except for that bastard, the Qingru tribe had only inadequacies that could not be used except for combat.

‘If I knew it would be like this, I would have saved her.’

I killed him thinking it was over, but that didn’t work. It was very disappointing that I handled the work emotionally.

“I’ve been curious about it for a long time, but how the hell did you hear the secret of roasting and boiling the Qingrujok? I would have refused at first.”

“It’s that simple.”

After kicking the Blue Clover that Tiller was stepping on, he smiled.

“From the beginning, his world made only me. The first time he didn’t go for a week so that he would come every day and be overcome with worry and anxiety.”

When the only person you can talk to and understand is gone, anxiety goes beyond your head and into your whole body. He didn’t show up for a week, letting the pain eat away at his heart.

“It gets easier after that. Give the monster a present and make him feel more sorry. The pain he would feel when I was gone, and the gratitude and apology for receiving an unexpected gift, naturally opened that monster’s mouth.”

“Huh… .”

“He’s smarter than a human being, but emotionally he’s not even as good as a child. He’s manipulating his emotions. It’s a piece of cake.”

In order to control his emotions, he led the Qingru to meet only himself. It was too easy to take advantage of such an immature bastard’s psychology.

“As expected, the captain is a villain among villains.”

Hakyll grinned, holding on to the railing of the ship.

“Call me Hyowoong, not a villain. Heroes and villains fall behind early, but Hyo-woong survives to the end, right?”

Tiller rested his chin on the railing. A collapsing village is reflected in his calm eyes. It was the very fishing village where Belga met her friend.

“But is it really necessary to annihilate that road? It’s a bit precious… .”

“Pruning the rotten branches. That way, the remaining branches will grow cleanly.”

He smiled amusedly as he watched the town being crushed.

* * *

Raon returned to Doran Village after putting a robe on Garam. I told them to wait, so Gwangpungdan was waiting at the dorm.

“Why are you so late?”

Burren frowned, asking what he was doing.

“It’s obvious. You must have trained again.”

Martha shook her head in disgust.

“Raon.”

Runan looked blankly at his face as he called his name without saying anything. Dreaming of her eyes collapsed like this, and she is doing well.

All three of them were breathing heavily, as if they had been practicing until now.

“But who is behind you?”

Unlike the other swordsmen, the languid Limer, who was out of breath, pointed to Garam behind him. She tilted her head, wondering if she felt the energy of the water.

“Did the deputy owner bring someone?”

“Who is it?”

“Are you a villager?”

The other prosecutors also stuck their heads out as if they hadn’t expected to bring someone with them at this time.

“Everyone sit down. I have something to say.”

Raon opened the curtain to prevent the sound from escaping and looked at Garam.

“Lord, I’m ready.”

When Garam nodded, he took off his robe.

“Chew, the Qingru tribe!”

“Why are the Qinglou people here!”

“Wait, isn’t it dangerous?”

The swordsmen put their hands on the swords at their waists with their eyes wide open.

“Ugh… .”

Garam was frightened and took a step back.

“Hey guys. Look into his eyes.”

Rimer pointed at Garam’s eyes.

“It’s transparent, so it’s clear. I can’t live like the other Qinglou people.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Your eyes aren’t red.”

“Is this really the Qinglou tribe?”

The swordsmen nodded their heads at the clear eyes of the Qingru Tribe, who had only listened.

“So who is he?”

Martha looked down at Garam with a face that was not yet alert.

“I will tell you that from now on. This guy’s name is Garam. The first time we met was when we were rescuing people from the river… .”

Raon met Garam and explained the stories he had heard from Garam to everyone.

“What kind of scumbags are there!”

Burren gnashed his teeth, wanting to rip his own mouth that complimented Tiller. It was very unusual for him, who prefers aristocratic things the most, to curse.

“F*ck! A pair of cubs… .”

Martha raised an aura as if she was about to run away. He seemed to have no choice but to become more immersed because he had lost her mother to the White Blood Cult.

“hmm… .”

Runan also bit his lip as if he was angry this time. A cold light shone in his dark eyes.

“Heuk!”

Dorian closed her eyes and wept.

“Ji, you really worked hard.”

He approached Garam and took out sweets and candies from his stomach pouch.

“Eat at least this. okay. okay.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Garam nodded with his hands full of sweets and candies. Seeing her awkwardness, she didn’t seem to know what it was.

“This guy!”

Dorian couldn’t stand it and hugged Garam tightly.

-okay. Hug me instead of the main king!

Lars said good job and clenched his fists. He feels it every time, but of all the people by his side, these two seemed to be the most tender-hearted.

“Are you the one who stopped the Qingru tribe from attacking the ship?”

“Ah, yes… .”

Garam nodded.

“Stop the Qinglou tribe?”

“Before we came, the Qingru tribe had been quiet for a few minutes. I thought it was strange, but I think this friend would have done it.”

“I can stop my people. I can’t do much because I’m out of strength, but… .”

He said it was the ability he got after being stabbed by Tiller and then reviving.

“To be victimized by a person and then try to save someone… .”

“How can you live a life like that?”

“I can’t express everything with words that I suffered.”

“But your mistake is too big. Why are you telling me such a secret… .”

“Whoa, I don’t know what comfort to give.”

Some felt sorry for Garam’s mistake in revealing the secret of their race, but most felt sorry for them.

“Leave Garam’s work.”

Raon made eye contact with everyone in Gwangpungdan and opened his mouth.

“The South-North Alliance Tiller is targeting our territory. He obviously can’t just give up. It is a war.”

“I was waiting for that.”

Martha gripped her sword as if she was ready to fight.

“I can’t stand it even this time.”

“huh.”

Burren and Runan also nodded.

“I know your anger, but I just can’t move.”

Raon shook his head.

“Because they have hostages called the Qingru Tribe.”

Now that we know the truth, the Qinglu tribe are hostages, not enemies. If there was no way to save them, they couldn’t move recklessly.

‘I have to find the reception desk first.’

Nothing can be done unless you find the receiving seat in Tiller’s hand.

“Do you know where the reception desk is?”

“I’m sure it’s inside the ship, but I don’t know where it is.”

Garam shook his head.

“for a moment. Didn’t you say that the receiving seat could give orders to the Qingru tribe?”

“huh.”

“And you can also make the Qingru tribe stop for a moment?”

“uh? huh.”

Garam tilted his head as if he knew why he was asking.

“Do you know where the Qinglou people live?”

“Hiding between the Gazelle and Ravel rivers.”

“Why are you there?”

“Gazelle River isn’t the only Tiller to use the Blue Clover. I made a shelter by the Ravel River so I can move anywhere.”

Raon listened to Garam’s answer and nodded. He did not hesitate to answer the question of whether he had prepared a lot by himself to solve the problem.

“What does the reception desk look like?”

“It’s round and transparent like a jellyfish.”

“Hmm… .”

Raon used Glacia to create a round orb in his hand.

“like this?”

“No, bigger.”

“So this much?”

“huh.”

Garam nodded his head only after growing a bead the size of a person’s head.

“Inside it, white marbles move like smoke, and the mana of pure water dwells in it.”

“That’s not difficult.”

Glacia’s high-purity cold air was injected into the ice beads Raon had made.

Chii profit!

The cold air inside the beads flowed like a wave, and smoke began to bloom as Garam said.

“Oh, right! It looks just like this.”

Garam nodded, saying that they were almost the same.

“Will this work?”

Raon smiled lightly. If you move as you think, the location of the receiving seat will be informed directly by the tiller.

“You mean you can save the Blue Clans?”

Burren’s eyes widened.

“okay. There is a way to get the receiving seat out.”

I turned my head to Raon Dorian.

“Dorian. Ask the chief to call the tiller tomorrow. Pick a time when you have plenty of time.”

“So fast? Aren’t you in too much of a hurry?”

Martha narrowed her eyes to calm down.

“don’t worry. Because it can be saved for sure. However, Danju’s role is a bit bigger… .”

“Hmm, yes.”

Rimer smiled and stood up.

“Finally it’s my turn. Is it okay if I decapitate that scumbag nicely?”

“no. I will call him.”

“uh? You, it’s a little too much for you… .”

“I’m hungry.”

Raon shook his head resolutely.

“That’s it.”

Rimer shookly nodded at Raon’s burning eyes.

“Then what do I do?”

“It is really important.”

Raon grinned and raised a finger.

“You are the protagonist of this incident.”

* * *

It was decided to call Tiller in three days, so during that time Raon went up to the mountain and practiced his swordsmanship. In a way, you could call it a routine, but there was one thing that was different from usual.

-you idiot! Aren’t swords slow! You can’t do that there! The change of the Phantom Sword is even later! Are you making too much noise?

Enraged at Tiller’s evil deeds, Lars took the trouble to directly point out the lack of swordsmanship.

-So you can’t cut him! You don’t have to tear off his arms and legs, freeze his torso and show him dying!

“You sound like a demon king when you say that.”

Raon laughed. He seems like a human when he is sadder than anyone else about Garam’s situation, but becomes a demon when he kills Tiller. He’s a really ignorant guy.

-Don’t laugh and swing your sword!

“Just a little while.”

I shook my head and looked at the mountain road. After a while, Belga and Maureen appeared with a rustling sound.

“Ra, Raon!”

Belga knelt with her wound still wrapped in bandages, and Maureen also bowed her head on her limp leg.

“Suddenly, why… .”

I had received enough greetings to say thank you, so I couldn’t understand why they came all the way here and bowed their heads.

“Me, my friend. It is said that the village of a friend who informed me about the fate of the North-South Alliance has been massacred.”

“yes?”

Raon widened his eyes.

“It’s a small town called Peren, which is on the Ravel River, but they all died the day before yesterday… .”

Belga’s lips parted and blood flowed down his chin.

“Chew, they say the Qingru tribe attacked, but that can never be the case. I’m sure you set an example by telling Belgar about the Civil War!”

Maureen gritted her teeth and shook her hands.

“I, only kill me, why the hell are you there… .”

Belga clutched her chest and vomited blood, as if she thought it was because of her. But this isn’t his fault. It was a predestined event that would have happened anytime under Tiller.

“Please! Please stop them!”

“Please!”

The two of them scratched the floor and bowed their heads.

“after… .”

Raon sighed heavily and closed his eyes.

‘It’s fortunate.’

-Relief? this madman!

‘That’s not it, I’m glad I didn’t kill Tiller right away.’

-uh?

‘You can’t just kill a guy like that. He should be thoroughly trampled on and then destroyed.’

He calmed down his boiling anger and approached the two.

“Do not worry.”

Raon raised Belga and Maureen up with a cool smile.

“I’ll take him away after making him fall from hero to trash.”

* * *

two days later.

Raon sat down with Tiller at a meeting in Garam Village.

“Not long ago, I heard that you saved people with your outstanding confidence. You are great too. Rumors don’t seem to keep up with my skills.”

Tiller smiled as brightly as when we first met.

“no. It’s new blood compared to Tiller-sama’s power.”

Raon trembled in humility and shook his head.

“You’re doing well with gold. So, why did you say you wanted to see me today?”

“First of all, I apologize for calling you while you were busy.”

“no. I had no work today, so I was free.”

Tiller shook his hand as if he was okay.

“Then I’m glad.”

Raon smiled lightly and continued.

“The reason I called Tiller was that I found the hideout of the Qingru Tribe.”

“Uh, hideout? Did you really find their lair?”

Tiller’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“I definitely found it.”

Raon nodded his head calmly.

“Where is that location… .”

“It was hidden between the Gazelle and Ravel rivers. We will tell you the exact location as we go.”

“Um… .”

Tiller hesitated, unable to answer.

“You look like you don’t like it. What’s going on?”

“Oh, no. It’s just cool to think that we can put an end to it now.”

“Then I’m glad.”

Raon smiled lightly and raised a finger.

“Since you said it’s over, shall we make a bet?”

“bet?”

“yes. Whoever catches more ‘monsters’ today should plant a flag in this town.”

“Haha, it doesn’t sound like a bet on the town. We have such a desire… .”

“Then can we protect you?”

At Raon’s words, Tiller’s smile hardened like plaster.

“We haven’t been there for a few days, but the chief and other villagers seem to like us quite a bit. If you don’t mind, Tiller, I’d like to set up Sieghart’s banner in Doran Village. Anyway, the manned village right next door is also our territory, so there won’t be any big waves or problems.”

“Haha, that’s a bit like that.”

Tiller bit his lip very slightly and turned to the village chief and village officials.

“I’ve become quite close with the people here, but wouldn’t it be hard to see them in Sieghart’s realm?”

“Kuhm… .”

“hmm!”

“that is… .”

The village minister officers did not respond to Tiller’s words and averted their gaze.

“hmm?”

Tiller’s eyebrows furrowed. The village chief and village officials looked like they didn’t expect it to come out like this.

Raon smiled at Tiller and the village chief.

‘You did a good job showing me how to walk.’

After seeing the underwater painting, the village chief and villagers’ affinity for Sieghart has gone up to the extreme.

Thanks to Rimer and Dorian’s affinity, public opinion in the village was now divided between the North and South Alliance and Sieghard.

“It won’t be hard to see. We do not control the territory, so you can visit us anytime.”

“Well, even so, you can’t come in and out freely, can you?”

“no. That’s really fine. You are free to come.”

Raon smiled lightly at Tiller’s trembling lips.

‘okay. It won’t stay like this.’

Tiller tried to eat several rivers in order to gather forces and funds that would not be pushed by other disciples of the Northern and Southern Orders. He especially put a lot of work into the Gazelle River, so he will never miss it.

‘Because it’s also symbolic.’

Half of the Gazelle River is Sieghart’s domain. It was clear that he was aiming for a reputation for stealing Sieghart’s land and river.

“By the way, our Danju will not be participating in this battle due to other missions.”

Raon threw another bait.

“You make this very difficult.”

Tiller curled up his mouth. It was the same smile as before, but the feeling of energy was unmatched.

“Apart from catching the Qinglou Tribe, it seems to be good in many ways for us to protect this village as close as possible. Sieghart is a bit far away.”

“That’s a problem that will be solved by setting up a branch.”

“Um… .”

“Personally, I don’t like long words, but I keep it simple. will you accept Or will you give up?”

Raon tapped the table with his finger and asked.

“Huh, I can’t help it. I accept that bet for the sake of this town.”

Tiller did not reveal his true colors until the end and added the words “for the sake of the village.”

“I thought you would accept it. I didn’t expect you to continue saying unnecessary things.”

“this… .”

As Raon laughed and talked behind his back, Tiller’s expression stiffened to the point of fright in the blink of an eye, then relaxed.

“Raon-nim is more than I thought… .”

“Then let’s go right away.”

Tiller cut off what he was trying to say and pointed outside.

“A bar, right?”

“yes. It’s not even noon yet, so we should be able to finish it today.”

“But we have time… .”

“Didn’t you just say that today’s schedule was empty?”

No time should be given to Tiller and the North and South Alliance. For that, I asked the village chief to call him when Tiller’s free time.

“Let’s go.”

Raon smiled as he looked down at Tiller like a beast seeking prey.

“Let’s kill all the ‘monsters’ today and put an end to it.”

…

Between the two started a swordless fight.

“Oh, damn… .”

Someone’s babbling sounded loosely from the bottom of the white spear that Tiller had been riding on.

“Does this make sense? Why do I have to hang here wet!”

Rimmer clung to the bottom of the boat and gnashed his teeth.

“I give you sweets, and I give you sweets, so why should I have a hard time! Did you see that kid glaring at me? uh?”

“Cha, hold on.”

Garam, who was in the water, waved his hand to appease Rimer.

“What kind of hero is this!”