The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 256

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Chapter 256

Raon saw between the mighty Yogi and the air currents bursting with cold air. The left upper body of the four apostles was roughly torn as if it had been eaten by a beast.

Pukaaaak!

Grizzly gray blood gushed from wounds on his chest and shoulders that looked like they had been cut with a saw.

“Kuh… .”

The four apostles collapsed with their eyes closed without even being able to scream. His breathing slowed down.

“Whoa… .”

Raon let out the breath he had been holding. The time he stopped breathing was short, but his body was languid because his power burst at once.

‘It’s been a while, so I must have been nervous too.’

It was an assassination that I had done like eating rice in my previous life, but it felt a little awkward doing it now.

But I didn’t hate it. It meant that I was closer to being a prosecutor than an assassin.

Raon smiled as he looked down at the gray blood-stained sword.

‘Come to think of it, this is the first time.’

It seemed to be the first time he had assassinated an enemy of his own will rather than Derus Robert’s orders. There was a green warlord, but it failed, so I decided to make an exception.

– You bastard… .

Lars climbed onto the bracelet and glared at Raon.

-When did you learn assassination techniques?

In the past, when I tried to slit the head of a guy wearing a helmet and only cut his shoulder, I couldn’t even laugh because it was clumsy, but the assassination I showed you now is different.

Like a skilled assassin, he pierced the enemy’s heart and exploded his crouching power before he could react. It was a perfect assassination method for catching a master with excellent defense skills.

-It was not a method for beginners to use.

It didn’t make sense for Raon, this being his second assassination, to make such a bold attack. He must have learned the art of assassination from someone.

‘Of course I’m self-taught.’

Raon shrugged while holding the requiem sword.

‘There is a saying ‘Manryu gwijong’. As my swordsmanship skills improve, I can even assassinate.’

I couldn’t tell Lars about my previous life, so I glossed over it.

-I feel it every day, but you are really crazy.

‘Is it a compliment?’

– Of course it’s an insult! and… .

‘and?’

-joy. No.

Lars shook his hand with a cold smile. He smiled coyly, as if he knew something, but this side also knew what he was thinking.

“you… .”

I turned my head to the embarrassing voice in front of me. She had her lips quivering as Morel held her throat dripping blood.

“Wait, when, how… .”

The question was strange, perhaps because I was embarrassed.

“I intervened because it looked very dangerous. Wouldn’t that be a bit of a distraction?”

“Whoa, of course.”

Morel let out a bloody sigh with tired eyes.

“Thank you for being alive. thanks.”

He lowered his head without the slightest hesitation. It was like thanking him for not just saving himself, but for saving everyone in Balkar here.

“thanks?”

Raon c*cked his chin.

“uh?”

“Thank you, right?”

“Oh, thank you… no! Honorifics ended in Forban poetry!”

“Ah, I see.”

Raon smiled and nodded.

“Even if I haven’t seen you in a long time, I really… .”

“Put this on.”

Raon laughed and threw the wound medicine. Morel was a person who acknowledged and accepted what he had to admit, so he didn’t have a bad image like a cheap princess.

Whoa!

As soon as Morel received the wound medicine, the storm of aura caused by Yogi and the cold disappeared, and the four apostles collapsed on the floor were revealed to everyone.

“Aaaaaagh!”

“Sa, apostle!”

“What is this!”

“No, nonsense!”

As the 4 apostles fell to the ground, motionless, the white-blooded believers let out a tearing scream.

“Ra, Raon?”

“Raon Sieghart!”

“Why is the author here… .”

“Now, wait a minute, did that person defeat the apostle?”

On the other hand, the wizards and knights of Balkar Kingdom opened their mouths when they saw Raon standing in front of the apostle.

“Ugh… .”

In particular, Princess Jaina’s eyes widened to the point of tearing in more surprise than when she was beaten by the archbishop. All of them looked as if they did not understand the situation.

“Raon? Raon Sieghart?”

“That guy is the one who defeated the 7 apostles… .”

“Dae, when did you come?”

The Baekblood Church figured out Raon’s identity and caused red flames in his eyes. They were angry with gnashing their teeth for defeating the 4th apostle after the 7th.

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“Have you done it?”

Dorian, who belatedly entered the cavity, shouted when he saw the four fallen apostles.

‘Anyway, that guy… .’

– That stupid bastard!

[haha. this is true… .]

Raon, Lars, and Lohengrin all glared at Dorian at the same time.

“You got it done! After all, he is the sub-lord!”

Dorian smirked again, shouting something he shouldn’t have said.

“Kill them! Kill them all! Never let them live!”

The Archbishop shouted as he sprayed the Spear of Blood with his staff. The white-blooded Christians who had been spreading here and there came in waves.

“It wouldn’t make any sense.”

Raon fixed the requiem sword by sending a faint gaze to the four fallen apostles, not to the White Blood Church.

‘Everything you guys do.’

* * *

According to Dorian’s curse, the four apostles did not die, but held their breath and shrank.

‘I almost died.’

If I was just a little bit late, I would have really died.

The moment the red blade pierced his skin, he barely survived thanks to his blood moving his heart.

His left shoulder and upper body were blown off, and he suffered fatal wounds that were close to death, but it’s okay. If you kill him, everything will be solved.

oh oh

The four apostles endured the pain by chewing their tongues. As if the remaining energy of her dead body was dissipating, she operated her blood very slowly so that no one could notice.

‘I will kill you in the same way.’

Just like I was ambushed from behind, I will burst Raon’s heart from behind. He waited for the right moment, patiently holding back the strength in his hand holding the long sword.

“Kill him!”

The archbishop shouted revenge, sprinkling his blood, and ordered the attack.

His blood was pulsating, and he felt the disciples rushing at Raon.

Tuuk!

I heard Leon’s footsteps. He was about to turn around and approach the archbishop.

‘Now!’

The four apostles exploded the accumulated blood and raised their bodies. She drew back the long sword to stab Raon’s heart with one shot. however… .

“uh?”

Why is this guy looking at me?

Raon Sieghart, who should have turned his attention to the archbishop, was looking this way.

“Are you done pretending to be dead already?”

Goosebumps rose from the corner of his mouth that soared along with the low words.

‘I-I knew this guy… Whoops!’

Before he could unleash his long sword, the dagger Raon was holding grazed his neck. With a cold sensation, power drained from the body.

“why… .”

The four apostles held the solid red line drawn from their neck with their one free hand, and their chins trembled.

“Why do you know… .”

Raon laughed as he watched the four apostles fall behind him.

“Because animals are the most open-minded when hunting.”

“Keuk… .”

The 4 apostles used the blood energy that was not used and caused the supernatural ability of regeneration. Even though he was using all his strength for regeneration, the torn off flesh and sword scars on his neck did not recover.

“What, what is it? why does it play… .”

If it was his white spirit’s aura, he could regenerate wounds caused by strong air, but strangely, the wounds created by that dagger did not regenerate. The strands between blood and blood were severed.

“Is playback not working?”

“That, that sword… .”

“This guy is breathing to kill you. He can’t stop it with blood.”

“Come on, sleep… Whoa!”

Raon grabbed the requiem sword in reverse. He confirmed the apostle’s heart that was tilted to the right with the evil eye of anger, and then shot it down.

Pukaaaak!

The yogi gathered at the swordplay of the requiem sword burned from the heart of the four apostles, and gray blood and blood filled in the heart gushed out like a fountain.

“Huh… .”

The vitality in the pupils of the four apostles began to fade. The aura of the White Spirit stored in the heart was sucked out and could not be saved even if the White Blood Religion Master came.

“Wow, he was alive… .”

Dorian scratched his head blindly.

“I’m not saying things like, ‘Did you do it?’ Curse, curse.”

Raon smiled at Dorian.

“Sa, apostle!”

“Save the apostle!”

“No, stop it!”

“Aaaaaaa!”

The white-blooded Christians realized that the apostle was truly dying and threw themselves with all their blood.

Speerreung!

Raon swiped the soul sword. After purifying the muddy energy of Yogi and Glacia with a ring of fire, he drew the requiem sword again.

Chiyiying!

The melody of bloody rain blooming on the red blade covered the cavity.

“Ouch!”

“Keep it off… .”

“Aww… .”

The white-blooded believers fell to the floor vomiting blood from the chil-gong. The only one standing was the archbishop.

On the other hand, it had no effect on the others in it. Heolwoo was literally a deadly swordsmanship only for white blood believers.

“That, that sword… .”

The archbishop trembled in the hand holding the staff and opened his mouth. The thinly exposed mouth was covered in blood.

“Muhak only for you.”

Raon swung his soul sword and approached the archbishop.

“Oh, don’t come!”

The Archbishop took a step back and raised his staff. Countless white-blooded blades rained down from the staff.

‘It’s falling without the public.’

The blade of blood was not aiming at the target, but was covering the entire space like rain. It was easy to dodge or parry.

Whoa!

After reading the direction of Raon’s blood, he kicked the ground.

“You idiot!”

The archbishop raised the corners of his mouth and changed the direction of his blood. The blades of blood, which spread in a fan shape, gathered like sharp awls and aimed at vital points throughout the body.

‘I was able to change the direction.’

Seeing how the trajectory of the blood storm that covered space itself was changed in an instant, it seemed stronger than the Archbishop I had met in Forban City.

but.

‘So what.’

Raon laughed coldly and raised the cartoonist. The blade of the requiem sword became red as if it were heated by fire, and a group of flowers of flame soared.

Comic book white flower.

Hwaryeong.

The flower petals that bloomed from the tip of the sword spread in the wind and collided with blood.

Kwakwagwagwang!

The shards of the cartoonist, imbued with Yogi’s power, melted all of the archbishop’s blood.

Whoa!

The only thing left in the cavity was a piece of Hwaryeong that sprinkled a magnificent light.

“Are you done?”

Raon walked between the sinking hwaryeong and stood in front of the archbishop.

“ah… .”

The archbishop trembled and took a step back.

“End now… .”

“die!”

The Archbishop does not back down, but jumps forward. The staff in his hand pierced his heart with all the remaining blood.

“also.”

Raon nodded his head with a cool look.

‘This is how white blood is.’

The Church of the White Blood does not confess sins, does not pray, and does not ask for forgiveness. They are typical crazy people who believe that only they are justice and that only they are right.

That’s why they suck human blood and tear their flesh.

Raon stepped on the Garambo method. He burrowed into the archbishop’s bosom and stabbed him through the heart with the requiem sword. He was thicker than the apostle, but white blood soaked the floor.

“Ouch… .”

The Archbishop rolled his eyes not in resentment, but in resentment, before collapsing.

[The soul sword has absorbed a huge amount of blood.]

[The soul sword purifies the blood.]

A mighty tremor rose from the requiem sword.

‘It’s the first time I’ve gotten this much blood.’

Because he absorbed the blood of the Apostle and the Archbishop, it was not possible to predict how much his abilities would rise this time.

‘I can’t wait to see how high it will rise. right?’

– Shut up! It’s all the king’s. big… .

Lars was already biting his lip in concern.

Raon brushed off the blood on the requiem sword and raised his head. The cavity was locked in thick silence.

“Mi, crazy… .”

“To kill the apostle and the archbishop so easily… .”

“Raon Sieghart. Is that the genius called the Seolhwa Swordsman?”

“Well, that is not at the level of a genius. It is a monster.”

“I heard you’re not even 20 years old… .”

The kingdom of Balkar, the warriors of the small and medium powers, and the shadows all opened their eyes wide and were showing astonishment.

Raon alone was no different from defeating all the White Bloods, who were the strongest in the community, so their reaction was natural.

“Ra, Raon!”

Zatis approached with a wide smile.

“Thank you for saving me!”

He smiled broadly and bowed his head. He still didn’t think about power and power and just said thanks for the situation.

“I really have nothing to say because I get help every time.”

Zatis scratched the back of his head, saying he had no face.

“no.”

Raon shook his head. Jatis was also more grown than when he saw it in Forban. As long as you maintain that upright personality, you will surely be able to rise higher.

“Well then… .”

As I stepped on the advance to make the cavity resound, Balkar, the small and medium forces, and the shadows all flinched and retreated.

“I will tell you for sure. Sieghart has no intention of giving up Lohengrin’s inheritance. If you have any complaints, let’s end it here.”

“Um… .”

“Keuk… .”

Naturally, no one opened their mouths. Who would rebel against the monster that cut down the White Blood Apostle in one fell swoop? Even Morel, the only one he could face here, had a lifesaver, so everyone shut up.

“So, are you saying that Sieghart will take care of all of that?”

After a brief silence, a middle-aged man with gray hair came forward from the small and medium power. Expert superlative. It seemed that this person was the representative of the small and medium power.

“That’s right.”

Raon nodded without hesitation.

“Isn’t that a bit too much? Valcardo… .”

“Whoa!”

Morel interrupted the middle-aged man with a sigh.

“Salaman was saved by Raon Sieghart. Let me get out of here.”

He came forward and returned the wound medicine.

“You’re not trying to swear by that one word, are you?”

“What do you see me as? I don’t live filthy like your captain.”

“I believe you when you say that.”

When Raon nodded, Morel frowned and turned his head.

“Go back.”

“Now, wait a minute!”

Princess Jaina jumped up as if she couldn’t do it.

“Coming all the way here and just going… .”

“princess. now… .”

“Ah, Princess Jaina.”

Raon stopped Morel and approached Princess Jaina. She smiled and said ‘contract’.

“Kikki!”

It was only then that Princess Jaina’s face turned pale as if she remembered signing the special contract.

“Long time no see.”

“Long time no see… .”

“Long time no see?”

“Oh, long time no see.”

Jaina licked her lips and nodded.

“So what’s wrong with my proposal?”

“No… .”

She sniffed without even raising her head. Shame and resentment seemed to come at the same time.

“Um, this is the second time I’ve saved the princess. Isn’t this something that deserves an award?”

“Keuk… .”

“Isn’t it? I’ve saved a princess named Golden Jade Leaf of Balkar twice, but she needs to give me a gift or a new pad… .”

“Balkar is not a place without shame. It’s a place where life pays for life and blood pays for blood, so you don’t have to worry.”

The princess’ whole body trembled at Morel’s words and gaze. She put her hand into her bosom and pulled out one of her golden plaques. The name Jaina was written on it.

“here… .”

Jaina held out her amulet, trembling like a paralytic.

“As expected, the princess is cool.”

Raon didn’t refuse and took her hand right away.

‘It’s good that I caught the weakness.’

This would work not only for the princess, but also for King Balkar.

It is a widely circulated story that King Balkar cares for Jaina. A pretty good treasure came into my hands, and I smiled naturally.

“Take this too.”

When Raon nodded in satisfaction, a red plaque flew from Morel. It was a hexagon with a snake in the center.

“This… .”

“It is mine. Write if you need anything.”

“thank you.”

“Is there any refusal?”

“Why do you refuse to leave the treasure?”

“Right.”

Morel smiled and turned around.

“Go back. Help the princess.”

“yes!”

At his cry, the female knights supported Jaina. As he exited the joint, he stopped and turned around.

“Raon Sieghart. Make sure to repay this favor.”

He thanked me once more and went upstairs. Jatis also smiled lightly and nodded his head. Jaina could only hear the grinding of her teeth, and Enield pretended not to notice.

“Ooh, we’ll go too!”

“Thank you for saving me!”

“Thank you so much! I will repay this grace no matter what.”

The warriors of the small and medium forces trembled and nodded their heads as soon as Balkar, whom they believed in, left.

“Thank you?”

“sure!”

“You mean to return the favor?”

“of course!”

“Ah, yes, thank you. Dorian!”

“yes?”

Dorian, who had been standing at the entrance watching Valkar leave, turned his head away.

“These guys are leaving. Write down your name and affiliation.”

“Ah, yes!”

Dorian nodded, set down the desk she was holding in front of the entrance, and took out a paper and pen.

“Um, why is that name… .”

“Didn’t you just say you would repay the favor? Then you better make sure.”

Raon smiled lightly at the small and medium-sized warriors. There was a thin but cold energy in his laugh.

gulp!

The soldiers of the small and medium powers swallowed dry saliva while watching Raon smile.

‘This, this can’t be… .’

‘that’s right. Bring money or presents. Just like Valkar… .’

‘Mi, crazy… .’

‘It’s called the Seolhwa Swordsman! Said to be an accomplice!’

‘Yeah, but if I don’t bring it, they’re going to kill me?’

‘Then why did you come forward and take it! I just had to say thank you and it would be over!’

The warriors broke into a cold sweat after understanding Raon’s intentions.

“Let’s go.”

“Huh… .”

“ぅ!”

When Raon gestured as if to go quickly, the warriors of small and medium forces bit their molars and walked towards Dorian.

“yes! first minute! A name!”

Dorian took out a chair made of white wood and sat in front of the white wood desk. It was very strange to have a desk and chair shining white in a cavity full of corpses.

“I’m Rikill of the Boramae Guild… .”

“yes. Mr. Rickel. Boramae guild… .”

He quickly wrote down his name and affiliation as if he were familiar with it.

Raon turned his head to see the last remaining force. The Shadow of Derus Robert. He met the eyes of the assassins who had the same eyes as his previous life.

‘Should I say I miss this?

Seeing the eyes of the shadows reminds me of the past. The days of hell where he abandoned humans and became a hunting dog for the success of his mission.

Thinking back then, I didn’t want to kill them. Because everyone was kidnapped, sold, and brainwashed just like they were in their previous lives.

‘Shall I send it back?’

The way shadows behave is simple. If there is even a 0.1% chance of success, they will attack no matter what happens to their lives, and if the possibility is zero, they will withdraw. They were judging whether the mission was acceptable or not by the senses embedded in their bodies and heads.

“What are you guys going to do?”

Raon resonated the ring of fire and raised the cartoonist. The mighty spirit wave that reached the Master level burned endlessly. Remnants of stone fell from the ceiling, and the floor began to crack.

“Huh!”

“Ugh!”

“Turn it off… .”

All the shadows trembled at the mighty force. The sunken eyes shook as if they were about to pop out.

Taaak!

The shadows felt that their chances of defeating Raon were zero, and stepped back. He jumped over the soldiers of small and medium powers lined up in front of Dorian and escaped through the passage.

“Huh?”

“Are you just letting them go?”

“They’re assassins!”

The warriors of the small and medium powers opened their mouths as if they did not know if they would let the assassins go.

“I am not a killer. You can’t kill those who don’t even dare.”

Raon smiled lightly and shook his hand.

“Then you should write down your name like we did!”

“Will the assassins tell you their names? It’s good if you don’t kill yourself.”

“Okay… .”

“But don’t use a fake name or affiliation. I have a good memory.”

When he muttered that he remembered all the faces, the people who had put down the pens earlier ran back to Dorian.

“I-I made a mistake!”

“me too! My real name is… .”

Raon smiled and turned around.

– It’s evil! How wicked! Did you do something like a demon from another dimension?!

Lars had his mouth wide open with an expression that did not know if he was thrilled or shocked.

[Heh heh heh, he is also a priest. I didn’t even need to prepare myself.]

Lohengrin also laughed in admiration.

“It’s nothing. i just… hmm?”

Raon stopped talking and looked at the soul sword in his hand. A strong trembling occurred in the sword body that had been quiet while absorbing blood.

Whoops!

The requiem sword burst into tears and led himself. After following the guy’s guide, we saw the corpses of the four apostles.

“You absorbed all your blood.”

Whoops!

The requiem sword pointed to the hands of the four apostles, saying that was not the case.

“That… .”

In that direction, there was a long sword wielded by the four apostles.

Whoops!

Raon swallowed dry saliva while looking at the long sword.

“You mean the power of that long sword can be yours too?”

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