The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1112

 Chapter 1112

 

“Next destination?”

Martha narrowed her eyes as she looked at the black envelope.

“What’s written in there that made you decide on a destination?

She loosened her fingers as if curious and came closer.

“Where is it?”

Evelyn touched her lips and drew a faint smile.

“No. There’s no need to say. Wherever it is, I’ll follow.”

She waved her hand, saying that if it was where Raon was going, the place itself didn’t matter.

“It’s… it’s not a dangerous place, right?”

Dorian swallowed dryly, as if the black letter was bothering him.

“It’s just information, right?”

He clasped his hands together as if pleading for him to say so.

“See for yourself.”

Raon handed the letter from the Black Market to Dorian and Martha.

“Is it okay for us to look?”

“Isn’t it a s-secret?

Martha and Dorian asked back as if worried, but their eyes were already fixed on the letter.

“Hm.”

Evelyn, as if truly uninterested, didn’t even glance at the letter and simply trimmed her nails.

That’s something terrifying. That…

Wrath’s lips trembled, as if just looking at Evelyn alone was enough to make him afraid.

‘She’s just staying still, so why?’

Raon tilted his head as he looked at Evelyn, who was faintly smiling.

It’s because she can follow you anywhere, that’s why she’s showing such composure!

Wrath pulled down his eyelid, insisting she must have planted a tracking spell on Raon’s body.

“Hehe.”

Evelyn drew a strange smile, hard to put into words, as if she had read Raon and Wrath’s thoughts.

“Hmm….”

While Raon was checking whether Evelyn might have placed a tracking spell on him, Dorian and Martha lifted their heads at the same time.

“What is this?”

Martha tilted her head, unable to understand.

“‘A white-haired child spotted near House Ariannene, buying up all the bead ice cream with gold coins. Pursuit ongoing.’ Why is the next destination decided just from this?”

Dorian opened his eyes wide, saying he couldn’t understand even after reading the letter again and again.

“You don’t need to know. Just remember that the next destination is House Ariannene.”

Raon said that was enough and patted Dorian’s shoulder.

“Whaat? Just tell us…”

Dorian’s fingertips trembled, as if he were more scared of what was to come than he was curious.

“At least tell us the reason so I can prepare supplies!”

He tapped his belly pocket, saying he needed to ready what was necessary.

“It’s fine. You won’t be using your belly pocket much.”

Raon shrugged as he took back the letter.

“He’s right. Would it change anything even if we knew?”

Martha gave a crooked smile, saying it was always like this anyway.

A white-haired child buying up all the bead ice cream…?

Wrath turned his gaze toward Raon as if he had just realized.

That’s Gluttony, isn’t it!

He furrowed his brow, asking since when Raon had been tracking Gluttony.

‘I asked the Black Market before going to see Sloth.’

Raon waved his hand as if that were obvious.

‘Gluttony is one of the few Demon Kings who will surely participate in the war.’

The Demon Kings who held goodwill toward me were Sloth, Lust, and Gluttony.

Those three, if asked politely, were highly likely to join the war, so from the start I had asked the Black Market and the Shadow Agents for information on their whereabouts.

Y-you cunning bastard….

Wrath’s shoulders twitched in irritation.

To try and use Demon Kings, the finest labor force, for free! You’re vicious!

He gnashed his teeth, saying there was no cheapskate in all the dimensions worse than him.

‘It’s not for free. You know that too.’

From my meeting with Sloth, I had learned that even if the demon kings had goodwill toward me, they wouldn’t join the war without receiving something in return.

Only by meeting Gluttony and granting her a heartfelt request could she take part in the war against the archangels.

What could that useless glutton rabbit even ask for! Of course she’ll just want more money for ice cream!

Wrath ground his teeth, saying it was obvious.

‘That’s true.’

Raon lowered his head, the corners of his mouth lifting.

‘That would be the easiest case.’

Gluttony, true to being the monarch of Gluttony, was completely obsessed with bead ice cream.

If I gave her more money than before, or even set up a bead ice cream shop for her, there was a high chance she would join the war, even if it meant twisting the law of causality.

‘Lust is similar.’

Lust? That stalker will be difficult, won’t she?

Wrath narrowed his eyes deeply, saying who knew what she would ask.

‘No, not difficult at all.’

Raon calmly waved his hand.

‘I just have to throw you to her.’

All Lust wanted was Wrath. If I threw her the promises Wrath would one day have to keep, she would clearly join the war, even at the cost of her life. Honestly, it was the easiest case.

Uh.…

Wrath lifted his eyes, blank and unfocused.

You crazy bastard! You’re trying to sell me off again! You said we were friends!

‘Because we’re friends. I’m asking for your help. I couldn’t say this to anyone else.’

Ugh! Urrgh….

He thumped his chest, as if he had plenty to say but couldn’t get the words out.

‘Don’t worry. I won’t make it anything too extreme.’

Just then, while Raon was patting Wrath’s back as he dry-heaved—

“How was the succession ceremony?”

Sterin had finished greeting the other elves and was approaching.

“It was magnificent. It felt far more splendid than those of other kingdoms or houses.”

Since the ceremony had been held in the forest, under natural light, it should have been far removed from splendor.

But the moment the World Tree’s blessing descended, today’s succession ceremony radiated a brilliance and splendor unlike any other.

“Even if I were to become head of Zieghart, it wouldn’t be to this level.”

Raon bowed his head, thanking Sterin for letting him witness such a sight.

“That won’t be the case.”

Sterin shook his head as if such a thing would never happen.

“Because at your succession ceremony, instead of the World Tree, countless people will be with you.

He laughed broadly, saying there would be as many people as there were leaves on the World Tree.

“That’s not wrong.”

Martha clapped lightly in agreement.

“Right. There are still so many places we need to visit.”

Dorian also nodded in agreement.

“I really want to lock you up somewhere…”

Evelyn smiled chillingly, naturally uttering words that sent shivers down one’s spine.

“Then, will you be coming to my enthronement ceremony, Sir Sterin?”

Raon forcibly ignored Evelyn’s words and looked at Sterin.

“Of course! If you invite me, I’ll definitely come!”

Sterin nodded, saying he would surely attend Raon’s enthronement.

“M-Me too! I’ll go!”

Siyan also raised her hand, saying she too would surely come.

Unlike when she set the atmosphere as a Protector, it felt as though she had returned to her usual self, and a smile naturally came to Raon’s lips.

“To host you both, I’ll have to make sure I become successor. Thank you.”

Raon bowed to Siyan and Sterin, saying he would do his best.

“No. The ones who should truly be thankful are us.”

Siyan stood before Raon and placed her left arm on her right shoulder. It was the elves’ salute with the bow.

“The Protector shows her courtesy!”

Sterin let out a roar that shook the whole forest and struck his right shoulder strongly with his left arm.

Fwaaang!

The elves standing under the World Tree also showed Raon the same elven salute as Siyan and Sterin.

“Hmm….”

Raon drew Heavenly Drive to respond to the greeting Siyan offered for the first time as an official Protector.

“The Light Wind Palace master of Zieghart greets the Protector of Seipia.”

He held the sword upside down and extended it forward. It was Zieghart’s sword salute.

At that moment, between elf and human, between Seipia and Zieghart, a deeper and stronger bond of friendship bloomed.

*   *   *

Noon, when the sun stood at the highest point in the sky.

Kugugugugugu!

Zieghart lord’s manor began to shake as if it had been waiting. With a violent tremor unlike an ordinary earthquake, the swordsmen lost their balance, crashing into the walls or collapsing to the floor.

“A-Again?”

“Why does this happen every time it hits twelve!”

“This is driving me crazy! This earthquake is happening only in Zieghart!”

“Doesn’t it feel like it’s getting worse?”

“Just endure three hours. It’ll stop soon.”

The swordsmen, now used to the quakes, didn’t react much. They steadied themselves against the shaking, got up, and began their tasks.

“Huhuhu.”

Roenn quietly observed the scene, then carefully opened the audience chamber doors and stepped inside.

Rumble!

On the golden platform sat the cause of it all. Glenn Zieghart. The head of house was shaking his legs, and from that alone the quake spread through the main building, no, through all of Zieghart.

“Three weeks… three whole weeks without a word from Raon!”

Glenn began biting his nails, saying it had been three weeks with no contact from Raon. It was a new habit that had arisen after Raon left.

“He hasn’t run into trouble, has he?”

“They say no news is good news. He’ll be back soon.”

Sheryl waved her hand, giving a perfunctory reply to Glenn, who had been repeating the same words like a parrot every day.

“Isn’t that right?”

She looked at Roenn, as if urging him to say something.

“Huhuhu, Lady Sheryl is right. There won’t be any particular danger in Seipia.”

Roenn nodded, pointing out that Siyan and Sterin were with him.

“No! Didn’t they say the skies over there shook as if they were about to collapse! And it was because of winds and fog filled with malice!”

Glenn bit his lip, saying this wasn’t something ordinary.

“Could it be Derus and Eden….”

His hand gripping the throne trembled as if he might rush straight to Raon.

“Sir Raon needs to be given a chance too, in order to grow. For now, it’s best to wait—”

Just as Roenn raised his hand to calm Glenn—

Fwaaang!

The space before Glenn’s throne split open, and a single black letter dropped out.

“From the Black Market?”

Glenn narrowed his eyes but opened the letter.

“Ha!”

His expression, which had been crumpled with displeasure at the current situation, began to brighten as he read further.

Even the legs that had been shaking the whole of Zieghart and beyond, sending tremors across the continent, gradually came to a halt.

“What is it?”

Sheryl came closer, curious.

“It says he helped restore the youth of Sterin, the previous Protector, and also helped the new Protector Siyan to grow! Even the cursed fog and wind have been erased!”

Glenn exclaimed that Raon had solved all of Seipia’s problems.

“See! Didn’t I tell you Raon would handle it himself!”

Sheryl nodded, saying waiting had been the right choice.

“Huhuhuhu.”

Roenn too laughed warmly, as if pleased with Raon.

Fwoooosh!

Glenn, satisfied, nodded and burned the black letter to ash with his lightning.

“Eh?”

“Why would you burn that?”

Sheryl and Roenn widened their eyes in surprise.

“Because when Raon returns, I must hear it again from his own mouth.”

Glenn lifted his chin as if that were only natural.

“Ahahah!”

“Huhuhuhu….”

Sheryl and Roenn let out awkward laughs, once more struck by Glenn’s overflowing love for his grandson.

“Today, shall I go see how much Sia has grown?”

Glenn even hummed as he stepped down from the platform and headed for the exit of the audience chamber.

“We’ll attend you.”

“I’d like to see the young lady again myself.”

Sheryl and Roenn nodded and followed behind him.

“Today the quake ended quickly, didn’t it?”

“Yeah. At least two and a half hours earlier than usual!”

“Then we’d better get some work done while we can.”

“Let’s move.”

The swordsmen of the lord’s manor hurried to their duties, eager to take care of tasks now that the quakes had stopped.

“I wish this peace could last.”

Roenn smiled faintly, as though he was very pleased with the current atmosphere of the house.

“Sorry, but that’s impossible.”

Sheryl shook her head firmly as she looked at Glenn’s back.

“In three days, the quake will start again.”

She sighed, saying it was plain to see.

“I give it two days.”

Roenn took it a step further and raised two fingers.

“Shall we bet on it, then?”

“What is this, are you possessed by a gambling ghost?”

Sheryl brushed him off, telling him not to talk nonsense.

“Huhuhu. I apologize.”

Roenn chuckled awkwardly at his own needless words.

“It’s all right now.”

Sheryl nodded lightly and turned her gaze away.

‘That damned man… Even though he’s dead, I don’t feel worried.’

He’ll be living well somewhere, surely.

She lifted her brows faintly, looking up at the blue sky where green wind seemed to pass.

‘Because you were a damned gambler.’

*   *   *

“We greet the Light Wind Palace master!”

Wendy Arianne, the head of House Arianne, personally stepped outside the house estate and bowed to Raon.

“We welcome the Light Wind Palace master and the heroes of Zieghart!”

The swordsmen of House Arianne behind her also bowed their heads deeply in a respectful posture.

“The Light Wind Palace master of Zieghart greets the head of House Arianne.”

Raon returned the greeting to Wendy Arianne with a slight curl of his lips.

‘As I thought, I judged her well.’

Even when House Arianne had fallen deep into corruption, Wendy had alone refused to let go of her sword and had reached the realm of Master.

It seemed she had continued to train her sword even after becoming the head of house, her martial strength had ascended to a level completely different from before.

“You look well.”

Raon lowered Heavenly Drive after the salute, saying her complexion looked better.

“It’s thanks to you, Sir Raon.”

Wendy bowed again, saying House Arianne had survived because of him.

“You flatter me. I didn’t do anything great.”

Raon shook his head calmly.

“You’re still too modest. Sir Raon, you didn’t only save House Arianne, you changed this entire region. See for yourself.”

Wendy spread her hand to show House Arianne as it was now.

The land, once oozing with filth and malice, was so clean there wasn’t even a scrap of trash to be seen, and the whole house overflowed with new people and vitality.

“It’s certainly a pleasing sight.”

Raon nodded with a faint smile.

Seeing so many people coming and going, laughing and chatting like in a great city such as Cameloon, made him feel proud of the battles he had once fought here at the risk of his life.

“Seems like we don’t even get noticed.”

Martha pushed out her lips in a pout.

“No, that’s not true. Didn’t she call us the heroes of Zieghart?”

Dorian waved his hand at Marta, telling her to let it go.

“So petty.”

Evelyn let out a sneer, saying her ugly heart was showing on her face.

“What did you say?”

Martha began to growl as she glared at Evelyn.

“Waaaaah!”

Just as she was about to swing her fist at Evelyn, the people of House Arianne came out and burst into cheers for Raon.

None of them had forgotten the past, and they still carried their gratitude with them.

“Lady Wendy. The reason I came here is…”

Raon took a step closer to Wendy.

“I know. It must be to receive the successor’s declaration of support.”

endy smiled, saying she had already heard the rumors and knew everything.

“Don’t worry. I’ve prepared everything.”

She clasped her hands together, telling him to wait just a little longer.

“Already?”

“The only person I will support is Sir Raon.”

Wendy nodded, saying that ever since the moment Raon saved House Arianne, today’s decision had been prepared.

“…Thank you.”

Raon once again felt the preciousness of bonds and pressed his lips together firmly.

“Ah, and there’s one more thing I’d like to ask.”

Raon lowered his voice slightly as he looked at Wendy.

“By any chance, do you know of a white-haired child in House Arianne territory who bought up all the bead ice cream alone?”

Since Wendy, as the head of house, would hear all information about the house’s territory, he asked her directly about Gluttony.

“Ah, I do know about the white-haired child who came not long ago. She carried a pouch of gold coins, so the guards kept an eye on him. But she’s not here now. I heard she went outside…”

Wendy narrowed her eyes deeply, saying she had gone alone to the place where the swamp of death was.

“So she ate all the ice cream here and went somewhere else.”

Raon clicked his tongue briefly. It seemed that Gluttony had eaten all the ice cream and then left House Arianne.

“No. She didn’t eat all of the ice cream.”

Wendy calmly raised her hand.

“What?”

“Just tasting a little bit, then leaving, that’s what I heard.”

She shook her head, saying that Gluttony had stopped eating the ice cream halfway and left.

“Th-that can’t be!”

Raon’s mouth dropped open as soon as he heard Wendy’s words.

Impossible! How could that useless glutton rabbit…!

Wrath widened his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe it either.

‘This time….’

Raon furrowed his brows as he looked at the bead ice cream shop that seemed to have been visited by Gluttony.

‘What happened here?’

 

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