The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 597

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Chapter 598

Raon lightly applied strength to his hand as if holding a leaf.

“Aaaaaagh!”

The noble young man was learning martial arts in his own way, but he couldn’t even struggle with the huge difference in strength and only screamed.

“This, such a madman!”

“Let go now!”

“Are you crazy because you want to die?”

The warriors who were sitting in the same seat as the young man ran up and drew their swords.

He must have killed one or two people, and his life itself was sticky like blood.

“Other guests are eating.”

Raon smiled and put the young man he was holding behind his shoulder.

“The conversation should be in a quiet place.”

I threw the thing I was holding in my hand to the right wall where no one was there.

Aaaaaang!

The cheeky guy smashed the wall with his back and fell to the ground.

“Quaaaaaa!”

I didn’t pass out, but the pain was so severe that I screamed as I hit my back on the floor.

“Uh… .”

“I-I’m crazy… .”

The warriors shook their chins as if they had never imagined that such a situation would happen.

Leaving the panicking soldiers behind, Raon climbed over the smashed wall and grabbed the head of the arrogant guy again.

“dare! You know what kind of person this is!”

Among the soldiers, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the captain approached with trembling lips.

“who?”

Raon asked, frowning to prevent information from escaping.

“This is Macren, the second son of a skinny swordsman!”

The middle-aged man thrust his sword in, saying if you don’t want to die, let go immediately.

“Maclen, the second son of a swordsman with a thin nose?”

Raon heard the words and opened his mouth wide.

“If you are a warrior, you would know what kind of family Komarun is, right? If you don’t want your family to die, put him down right now!”

“Kuhhh… .”

Maclen, the second son of the Taching Komarn family, raised the corner of his mouth.

“It’s already too late. Not just you, but the bitches here. And I will kill all of your family!”

He said that it was all over and painted a fishy smile with a life.

“It’s scary. But where is Komarn attached?”

Raon looked at Dorian with an airy laugh.

“What, what?”

“Such an asshole!”

Markren and the middle-aged man, who had been drawing ridicule, widened their eyes.

“It’s a renowned swordsmanship family located in the south-central continent.”

Dorian, who was paying the restaurant owner for the collapse of the wall, nodded. The owner was rather smiling as if he had taken care of quite a lot of money.

“Are you strong?”

“Sub-Lord, I think you can wipe it out by yourself.”

“What, what bullshit!”

McLean screamed as if it were nonsense.

“Kill these cheeky things right now!”

At the middle-aged man’s cry, warriors with swords rushed at Raon.

Chiyiying!

Raon turned his back as if it meant nothing, and Dorian, Rimer, and Rayran moved.

“Because it’s annoying. Put down the sword.”

“I don’t want to kill people in other people’s restaurants. Please cooperate.”

“I will kill you.”

The three of them aimed their swords and bows at the soldiers’ necks, revealing a gruesome murder.

“What, what!”

“I couldn’t even see… .”

Sensing the difference in skill at once, the warriors of the Komarun family put down their swords with trembling hands.

“You, who are you?”

Macren Cormarn asked, his lips quivering.

“I ask questions.”

Raon drew a light smile and added a little strength to his grip.

“Aaaaaaaaaagh!”

As if he couldn’t stand it, Macren let out a tearing scream with his arms stretched out.

“What does it mean to pay more than the auction?”

“This, starting with the hands… .”

He trembled his lips, begging me to relax his hands. He relaxed slightly, allowing him to speak.

“If you don’t speak straight, your head will break.”

“No, literally. I meant to buy an elf.”

“How did you notice I was wearing a robe?”

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“These days, elves are coming out to the market, so it was a bit obvious.”

“Are you coming to the market?”

“Oh, don’t you know? The great forest was burned, and the elves who were injured as the barrier of Sepia collapsed were put up for auction… Aaaaagh!”

The sound of an auction sale put power in my hands without knowing it. She struggled on her limbs, screaming that Maclen would die.

“So you’re kidnapping wounded elves and putting them up for auction?”

Raon summarized what Macren had said and asked again.

“Yeah, yes. Elf slaves are very rare, but they’ve been auctioned since then… .”

Macren said that he was on his way to buy slaves, so he thought Shiyan and the other elves were also slaves.

Raon frowned at Markren, who was trembling.

‘Not good.’

I hoped it was wrong, but it seemed to fit in the worst possible way.

“Where is the maritime market located?”

“It is on the Peren River.”

“A river rather than an ocean?”

“It is a river that is connected to the Ravel River, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea because it is very wide.”

As if he was terrified, he answered even the things he hadn’t asked.

‘It’s a label river… .’

The forces that dominate the Ravel River are the North and South Alliance. Apparently, the maritime market they were talking about seemed to be related to the North-South alliance.

“Can I participate in the auction if I go now?”

“Yes, yes.”

“An invitation?”

“yes?”

“There won’t be an invitation.”

Slave auctions like this don’t take half-heartedness. There will definitely be invitations that only special people can enter.

“Hey, here… .”

McLean took out a black envelope that seemed to eat away the light from his bosom.

When I opened it, there was written McLen’s name and an invitation to the maritime market.

“Demon-like humans!”

As if Rayran couldn’t stand it, he hit the ground with his clenched fist.

“Laon.”

Shiyan approached and bowed her head. Her eyes weren’t as shy as usual.

“Could you slow down the road to Sieghart a little?”

Even in her soft voice, anger burned.

“Of course I should go.”

Rimer also showed cold intent to kill while erasing his usual playfulness.

“Dorian.”

Raon looked at the three and gestured to Dorian.

“Do you have a disguise tool?”

“It is there because it is a necessity.”

Dorian nodded and pulled a large box from his belly pocket.

“If you go in disguise as them, you won’t be suspicious.”

Raon pointed at the warriors of the Macren and Komarn families with the invitation in his hand.

“I will rescue my own people, so why don’t Shiyan-nim and Rayran-nim wait outside… .”

“Oh no!”

Rayran shook his head resolutely.

“Please let me go with you!”

She knelt down to ask.

“Me too, please.”

Shiyan also carefully lowered her head beside Reyran.

“Even if you wear a disguise, the elves will quickly find out because of your ears.”

“Ah, that would be fine.”

Dorian shook his head and pulled out an elven disguise kit that changed the shape of the ears from among his disguise kit.

“Why is this?”

“It is a necessity.”

Dorian smirked and shook his hand.

-What on earth is not essential for him?

‘I don’t know either… .’

* * *

After Raon finished his disguise, he headed to the Peren River with Limer, Dorian, Rayran, and Shiyan.

As Macren said, I saw a wide river as if I was looking at the sea, and a medium-sized ship was floating in the center of it.

‘Is that the maritime market?’

Macren said there was a maritime market on that ship.

It looked like a normal ship from the outside, but upon closer inspection, the flow of mana was slightly distorted.

“egg plant.”

Disguised as Macren Cormarn, he approached the boatman who was leaning his boat on the gravel with an arrogant chin.

“I want to cross the years.”

When I handed out the invitation to the boatman and said the password, a blue glow came out of his aged eyes.

‘master.’

I feel the powerlessness of the lower master level. It seemed that this boatman had the primary role of inspection.

The boatman wrinkled his eyes and lowered his head.

“I will guide you far and wide.”

He raised his hand as if to get on board.

Raon nodded and got on the old ferry. Contrary to its sinking appearance, the boat moved smoothly and reached the boat floating in the center of the river.

The rope ladder was lowered by the ferryboat as if to come up from the ship.

“I will go up first.”

Dorian clapped his hand and shook his head as he reached for the ladder.

“Don’t do anything stupid.”

In order to play the selfish Macren, he pushed Dorian away and climbed into the ship first.

Above the ship was normal. Several sailors were cleaning the deck, and among them a topless middle-aged man with the body of a bear pointed to the cabin where the crew was staying.

“joy.”

Raon snorted and opened the cabin door pointed to by the middle-aged man.

Inside, there were several doors on the left and right, but all lights were off, and only the central hallway was lit by a soft light like a candle.

I tilted my head, not knowing where to go, but a man in a suit walked out of the door on the left and bowed his head.

“Mr Macren Cormarn. Welcome to the maritime market.”

He lowered his head and raised his hand as if inviting him inside. The room looked like an ordinary cabin, but in the middle there was a staircase leading to the basement.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Harry, who will guide Macren today.”

The man in the suit introduced himself as Harry and bent down again.

“Come this way.”

Harry turned his back as if to follow him and went down the stairs.

‘The masters are hiding.’

There were unmanned soldiers hiding everywhere, up, down, left, and right around the stairs.

They were quite skilled, so I figured out their location while going down the stairs. After descending the stairs to the first floor of the building and walking through the blue curtains, a new world opened up.

Under the dazzling lighting from golden chandeliers, people were enjoying gambling in luxurious suits and dresses.

There were gambling that I saw often, such as poker and roulette, and bizarre gambling that I had never seen before.

“It’s a little entertainment for guests.”

Harry raised his hand as if to ask how he was playing.

“be not interested in.”

Raon shook his head resolutely.

“You are only looking at one road.”

Harry smiled and nodded.

“What the customer wants is down here.”

He passed the gambling hall with calm steps, as if to follow him again.

I looked back just in case, but fortunately Rimer showed no interest in gambling. When he had to be serious, he was more serious than anyone else.

Harry climbed through the black-lit door and down the stairs again. He was deeper than when he went to the gambling den. He reached his destination after descending approximately four or more flights of stairs.

“This is it.”

Harry opened the antique door, seemingly made of red leather, to reveal a dimly lit room with a soft light on the floor.

It looked like a stepped pulpit, but it was very wide and deep. It looked like a lecture hall the size of a mage tower.

‘There are also a lot of nasty guys.’

The auction hadn’t even started, but most of the seats were already filled with people.

“This way.”

Harry directed us to seat 253. As she sat on a luxurious chair with a black leather back, a lady dressed as a maid came over and poured her a drink.

“The auction starts in 30 minutes, and the item the customer wants will be available in 2 hours.”

He smiled thickly, as if he already knew what McLean wanted.

“i get it.”

“Then have a good time.”

When Raon waved his hand as if he was annoyed, Harry quietly backed away.

“You’ll just have to wait a little bit.”

After hitting a soft curtain so that no one could hear, I looked at Rayran and Shiyan.

“Whoa… .”

Rayran raised his head, which had been lowered, shaking his hands.

“sorry. I don’t think I can stand it.”

“yes?”

“I can feel the presence of my people from inside.”

She bit her lip as if she had already sensed the elves’ presence.

“… … .”

Shiyan felt it too and trembled with his fist resting on his lap.

‘hmm… .”

Raon frowned.

‘I didn’t mean to say… .’

I deliberately didn’t tell Shiyan and Leyran about the elf’s presence so that they wouldn’t get excited, but both seemed to have noticed on their own.

“Don’t get excited, just wait.”

Rimer rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes. Although relaxed as usual, he seemed more angry than anyone else here.

Raon caught his breath and waited for the auction to begin. Soon after, the lights came on on the podium, and a handsome man dressed in a black tuxedo appeared.

“Welcome to the maritime auction. My name is Eren, and I am hosting today.”

He bowed respectfully with his hand on his chest. Those who participated in the auction just watched the moderator without saying anything.

“Today, many of the guests are reticent.”

The host smiled and nodded his head.

“Then we’d better start right away.”

He clapped his hands cheerfully, and a woman in a red dress came out from behind the right curtain with a small jar.

“Good stuff came out right from the start.”

The moderator took the jar and placed it on the table in the center.

“The name of this pot is Cionen, and it is an ancient artifact. If you put fruit or food in the jar, you will feel the sweetness of the extreme. It’s special, but if that’s all there’s no way it’s going to be on this auction.”

He put the jar down carefully and raised his fingers.

“The true use of the Cionen Jar is to enhance the elixir. It is said that if you make an elixir with this pot, the effect of the elixir will increase by more than 10%. In a time like these days where elixirs are rare, it is a must-have item.”

After the moderator finished his explanation, he stepped back behind the jar.

“Then let’s start with 10 gold coins. oh! 100 gold coins! The gentleman in number 222 called for 100 gold coins!”

Those who did not show much interest in the jar quickly raised their hands when they heard that it strengthened the elixir.

– Buy it!

Lars jumped to his feet and raised his finger like the other auctioneers.

‘Why are you buying that? You’re not even going to eat magic pills… .’

-Isn’t it that the sweet taste gets stronger!

He frowned as if he was saying something stupid.

-Think of putting marble ice cream in there! Imagine how sweet that would be!

‘… … .’

For a while, I was making a big mistake. She sighed and shook her head.

‘Please bear with me today.’

* * *

As I was watching the auction while chatting lightly with Lars, time had passed before I knew it.

Taaak!

Half of the lights on the podium go out. The remaining lights were also dimmed, creating a strange atmosphere.

“Thank you very much to the VIPs who have remained until now.”

The moderator raised the tone of his voice a little and gave a subtle smile.

“From now on, we will start a special auction run independently by our auction house.”

As soon as I heard the word special auction, I knew that the time I had been waiting for had come.

“Everyone who came today got lucky. It’s really special.”

The presenter clapped lightly twice.

with Char.

With the sound of chains shaking, a woman in a yellow dress walked out from behind the curtain on the right. A chain hung from her neck that did not match her clothes.

I couldn’t see her face because she was wearing a thick veil, but I could tell from her silhouette that she was a very beautiful woman.

“Everyone here knows that. The recent big fire in Sepia. We were able to ‘accidentally’ rescue the injured there.”

With those words, the moderator touched the shoulder of the woman wearing a veil. She shook her shoulders as if the woman was terrified of her.

“We treated the injured and even gave them a chance to meet such a good owner. I think this is a society that gives.”

The presenter mumbled bullshit and waved his finger.

“Okay, let me introduce you. This is Cassia from the Urengazi tribe!”

With those words, the host removed the woman’s veil. Her pricked ears, her transparent skin, and even her rustling hair. The bewitching elf’s face was exposed under the lights.

“Ohhh!”

“A real elf!”

“It’s a cut color… .”

“Worth the wait!”

The heat of excited people covered the entire auction house.

“she is… .”

“Enough! Start quickly!”

“Ahaha! You are in a hurry. great. Then this auction starts with one gold coin.”

“1,000!”

Instead of raising their hands, even people shouting gold coins appeared.

“Um… .”

“Damn it… .”

Shiyan and Rayran shuddered as if they knew the elf Cassia.

Blood trickled down between the two of them. It seemed that he was really holding on with all his might.

“I don’t know how many others there are. Please wait a minute.”

Raon shook his hand at the two of them with a stunned expression. The two nodded heavily as if they understood.

“You are a gentleman with a big barrel! Cassia was sold to customer number 210.”

In the meantime, Cassia’s auction has already ended. For an astronomical sum, she ended up going to an old man with a bulging belly.

“There is no need to be disappointed. No, you should know everything. Because I haven’t even started yet.”

The presenter laughed and clapped again. Before she could clap her hands twice, a woman a little smaller than Cassia came out, equally covering her face with her veil.

“Sadly, she is a child who lost her parents in this fire. They say they are looking for new parents who will treat them kindly.”

He grinned and approached the child, removing the veil that was covering his face. A female elf with bobbed golden hair and slightly raised eyes trembled her lips in fear.

“Heirin of the Cotton Eggplant Tribe is looking for a master… .”

“Hey Lin!”

Rayran couldn’t stand it and screamed. She expected this result since she said her cotton tribe like hers.

“Uh, sister… .”

Heirin looked at Rayran and her pale lips trembled.

“These motherf*ckers!”

Rayran drew a bow and let out a terrifying amount of life.

“This is a special guest.”

The presenter smiled brightly, not embarrassed at all.

“How beautiful and friendly the world is, to know that auction items are walking around.”

When he snapped his fingers, unmanned soldiers hiding in various places in the auction house popped out and surrounded them.

‘It can’t be helped.’

If the maids in the annex were like that, I would have been unbearable.

“Elves? This is not sepia. There is no Guardian to save you.”

The host smiled and shook his head. It seemed like this wasn’t the first time or two.

“All rivers belong to the North and South Alliance. Once you enter the river, you cannot go out at will.”

“after… .”

Raon took a deep breath and stood up.

“The owner of this river is the North and South Alliance? If you go up a little bit, it’s Sieghart’s territory, right?”

“Anyway, you’re not an elf, but it looks like you belong to Sieghart.”

The moderator smiled and nodded.

“you’re right. If you go up a little bit, it’s Sieghart’s realm. But that is the land, and this is the river. The flag planted in this river is only that of the North and South Alliance… .”

“no. From now on, this river belongs to Sieghart.”

Raon took off the hood that was covering his face. The flowing blonde hair and the red eyes that erased the darkness flashed with a blue light.

“Because my place is Sieghart.”

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