The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1106

 Chapter 1106

 

As expected of that shitty ears!

Wrath clapped his hands and exclaimed.

Causing trouble anytime, anywhere, that’s exactly him!

Wrath chuckled, saying that even in such an important situation, dodging Siyan’s attack obliviously was just like Rimmer.

‘Don’t laugh.’

Raon pushed aside the smirking Wrath and gave a nod to Siyan, telling her to attack again.

“Ag—again!”

Siyan raised the hand holding the ocarina and commanded the highest-tier spirits to attack.

Kwaaaaaa!

This time, unlike before, the highest-tier spirits did not concentrate their spirit power into one point, but from four directions they unleashed the energies of fire, wind, earth, and water.

Kugugugugugu!

The spirit power unleashed by the highest-tier spirits caused a grand wave as it shot toward the fog surrounding Seipia.

‘There’s no way he can dodge all of this.’

Raon lowered the hand holding Heavenly Drive and nodded.

‘Let’s see how much it can be pushed back.’

He spread his aura perception to determine how much power would be needed to purify Rimmer’s soul.

However, even this time, something happened that was different from what he had expected.

Fwoooosh!

The crimson fog and wind guided by Rimmer’s soul created an opening on their own, letting the highest-tier spirits’ attacks flow away into empty air.

“Uh…?”

Siyan looked at the hole torn open in the sky, her lips trembling, then turned her gaze to Raon.

“S-Sir Raon… How did this happen? Y-you said brother would take the attack himself, but….”

Her hand holding the ocarina shook, as if asking why his words were different from what was happening.

Kyaaaaa.

The highest-tier spirits froze in midair, as if flustered that the fog and wind had so easily evaded their attacks.

“I’m sorry.”

Raon lowered his gaze, unable to look straight into Siyan’s eyes.

“I didn’t predict this situation either….”

He had believed Rimmer came to Seipia to purify that crimson malice, and so he had expected him to willingly take the attacks.

But instead, he freely controlled the fog and wind, diverting the spirits’ strikes as though he absolutely refused to be hit.

‘Should I just erase it myself?’

If I struck quickly enough to leave no chance for a reaction, I could easily wipe out that fog and wind.

However, if I did that, it would stray far from the purpose of purifying Rimmer’s soul.

‘And more than that….’

Siyan wouldn’t be able to gain the elves’ support.

Other elves were present here now. If I resolved the situation instead of Siyan, her standing would not rise but rather fall.

“Could it be that my brother has been tainted by malice?”

Siyan ignored the gazes of the other elves, as though Rimmer’s soul was the only thing that mattered.

“That’s not it.”

Raon calmly shook his head.

“If master were tainted by malice, he wouldn’t just dodge like that, he would strike back as well. The fact that he’s simply staying still means he has some other intention.”

The malice formed from the crimson wind and fog carried immense power.

If he wished, he could counterattack easily, yet his stillness meant that Rimmer’s soul had not been corrupted.

“That’s right. He may be stupid, but he wouldn’t lose to something like that.”

Sterin nodded heavily, as if to show that he trusted his grandson Rimmer.

“That’s right. Master is someone who endured even within the Blade of Requiem’s vengeful spirit, smiling all the while.”

Martha pressed her lips together, as if firmly believing in Rimmer.

“T-then why on earth is he acting like that?”

Siyan tilted her head, unable to understand.

“I don’t know either. He was always such a peculiar person….”

Raon let out a sigh as he looked at the crimson fog and wind enveloping Rimmer’s soul.

‘It feels like he’s trying to say something.’

I’m not in Rimmer’s mental world right now, and without the Blade of Requiem, I have no way of knowing what he’s thinking.

“Then I’ll try one more time!”

Determined to save Rimmer, Siyan raised spirit power anew and attacked the crimson fog and wind.

Fwoooosh!

The highest-level spirits launched an even stronger and faster attack than before, but the fog and wind slipped away like the ebbing tide, avoiding everything.

“Ugh!”

Siyan bit down on her lips in frustration.

“Perhaps….”

Raon furrowed his brow as he stepped up behind Siyan.

“Could you summon Ellaim?”

“Ellaim?”

Siyan’s eyes widened at the sudden mention of Ellaim’s name.

“As you know well, Sir Raon, Ellaim and Ifrit are currently working on stabilizing the spiritual realm, so it will be difficult for them to come. But why do you ask?”

“If it’s Ellaim, she might be able to find out why my master is acting like that.”

Thinking that the Water Spirit King Ellaim might be able to converse even with Rimmer in his current state, Raon asked Siyan to summon Ellaim.

“I’ll try calling her.”

After sending the highest-tier spirits back to the spiritual realm, Siyan closed her eyes.

You’ve also got that shabby little ember, don’t you?

Wrath jerked his chin, telling him to call Ifrit.

‘I’ve tried calling him countless times, but no answer.’

Even during the war with the White Blood Religion, I had wanted to borrow Ifrit's power and called for him, but there was never a response.

‘Still, no harm trying again.’

Ifrit!

Raon shut his eyes and called Ifrit’s name with the resonance of his soul.

‘Ifrit! If you can hear me, answer!’

He focused his mind, but again, there was no response from the Fire Spirit King.

“Sigh….”

Siyan let out a deep sigh, as if she couldn’t reach Ellaim either.

“Seems it didn’t work.”

“No, no. I did manage to get through.”

She nodded, saying she had spoken with Ellaim.

“But she said she’s in the middle of something important right now, so she can’t even send out an avatar. As for Ifrit, he simply lacks the ability to do that, so he couldn’t even respond. Instead, Ellaim asked me to pass along his apologies.”

Siyan scratched her cheek as she explained why Ellaim and Ifrit could not come.

“Ah, I see….”

Raon smiled faintly as he realized the reason Ifrit hadn’t responded all this time.
Fortunately, it didn’t seem like the connection had been completely cut off.

“Then for now, we’ll—”

“But Ellaim said it might even be possible to communicate through your spirit, Sir Raon.”

Siyan stretched out her hand and pointed at Raon.

“My spirit? Aside from Ifrit, I don’t have any spirits.”

Raon blinked blankly.

“What? She definitely said there was.”

Siyan tilted her head, insisting Elllaim had said so for sure.

“The spirit with me… ah!”

Raon clapped his hands as he realized who Ellaim meant.

“I do have one. But it wasn’t a contract—I only gave it a name.”

He had never made a contract, only bestowed a name, so he thought it couldn’t be summoned.

“Giving a spirit a name forms a bond even deeper than a contract. Spirits hold names as their most precious thing.”

Siyan nodded, urging him to try.

“I’ll give it a go.”

Raon spread his hands apart slightly and closed his eyes.

“Haerang.”

He called the ocean spirit’s name with all his heart, the spirit who had played such a big role in the war against the White Blood Religion.

Paaaang!

A small droplet of water rose between his hands and transformed into the shape of a young wolf embodying the ocean.

Kyaoooo!

Haerang let out a sharp howl toward him, as if to say, “Why are you only calling me now?

Curse him more! Leaving you alone was as good as abandoning you!

Wrath frowned, saying it was cruel to have left behind such a child alone.

That bastard has always been heartless and petty. Don’t be hurt, just come to the King of Essence instead.

He patted Haerang’s back, saying the Demon King of Wrath would personally take it in.

“I didn’t mean not to call you. Since you live in the ocean, I thought it would be best to leave you there.”

Raon stroked Haerang’s head, saying he hadn’t realized it had been waiting all this time.

Kyarururung!

As soon as it accepted the apology, Haerang beamed and laughed as if its mood had instantly cleared.

What kind of wolf has such a good-natured personality! Just bite!

Wrath smacked Haerang’s rump, telling it to bite Raon’s arm.

But naturally, Haerang didn’t hear Wrath’s words and wagged its tail toward Raon.

“C-could that child be…. An ocean spirit?”

Siyan’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Yes. It's the spirit that played an important role in the war against the White Blood Religion.”

Raon nodded, lightly pressing Haerang’s forehead.

“Hmm, it looks like it hasn’t been born long, yet it already holds power far beyond that of a highest-tier spirit. Remarkable.”

Stearin exhaled in amazement as he sensed Haerang’s energy.

“He’s been through many hardships. That power has been both a blessing and a curse to him.”

Raon recalled what Haerang had endured and gave a bitter smile.

“Even the size of its soul is on another level. That child may be able to know my brother’s intent.”

Siyan smacked her lips, saying Haerang might be able to understand Rimmer’s intentions.

“Then I’ll send it.”

Raon lifted Haerang up and met its eyes.

“Haerang. My master’s soul is inside that fog and wind. Could you go and ask that damn elf what he wants to do here?”

Saying it as a request, Raon stroked Haerang’s head.

Kyaoooo!

Haerang wagged its tail as if to say “leave it to me,” then leapt into the air.

Waves the color of the ocean flowed around its spirit body, pushing back the violent wind and driving away the crimson fog.

Fwoooosh!

Haerang passed through the fog and wind that even the highest tier spirits had been unable to pierce, and reached the depths where Rimmer’s soul lay submerged.

“I-It really went in!”

Siyan stomped her feet in astonishment, letting out a cry of admiration.

“Even though it isn’t one of the Four Great Spirits, to have such power… a new king that has never existed until now might be born….”

Sterin nodded, as if to say that Haerang might become a new Spirit King. To him, who had lived his whole life as a Protector of nature, it felt as if he could see the spirits’ future.

Fwoooosh!

Before long, the fog split apart again, and Haerang slowly began to descend.

As there had been no battle, it looked no different from when it had gone in.

“Are you okay?”

Raon caught the falling Haerang in both hands and asked.

Kaooo!

Haerang moved all four legs as if swimming, saying it was perfectly fine.

“Then did you hear what my master had to say?”

Kyauuung!

The little wolf sharply turned its head to look at Siyan and Sterin.

Kyaooo!

Haerang landed on the ground and walked up to Sterin.

It trembled its legs as though wounded, then suddenly straightened its back and let out a dignified howl.

Kyaaaah!

Next, Haerang stood before Siyan. This time, its entire fur shivered as if it were frightened, but then it set its legs firmly and released a majestic roar like the king of the plains.

“What’s wrong with it?”

Martha tilted her head, not understanding.

“Is it hungry?”

Evelyn blinked, also unsure.

“Ah, I get it!”

Dorian shouted and leapt forward.

“Master wants to give Sir Sterin vitality to keep him alive, and also give Lady Siyan the courage to become a Protector!”

He nodded vigorously, saying he was certain.

“…That’s correct.”

Raon closed his eyes heavily, then opened them.

“As Dorian said, master seems to want to help Lady Siyan and Sir Sterin.”

He nodded, saying that he shared the same thought as Dorian.

When did you ever have such a thought?

Wrath blinked, as if asking what he was talking about.

Just a moment ago, you thought exactly like that madwoman, that it was simply hungry!

‘I only thought that inside.’

No, the King of Essence was reading your mind—

‘I did. For real.’

There’s no need to lie to the King….

‘I said I did.’

…You crazy bastard!

*   *   *

“If you’re dead, worry about yourself instead!”

Sterin bit his lip after realizing Rimmer’s will, holding out in Seipia’s sky.

“You foolish grandson!”

Despite his harsh words, his eyes reddened with emotion.

“Brother….”

Siyan sniffled, realizing that even now, Rimmer was still worrying about her.

“I’m sorry… for being such a foolish little sister….”

She instead bowed her head, offering an apology to Rimmer.

“Man, he really hasn’t changed.”

Martha looked up at the sky with a faint laugh, seeming glad at Rimmer’s unchanged self.

“But knowing the reason he remains, what are we supposed to do now?”

She narrowed her eyes, saying that was what mattered most.

“Exactly. Just purifying that energy won’t be enough to give vitality and courage.”

Evelyn flicked her fingers, saying they had to think this through calmly.

Kyao! Kyaong! Kaooong!

As if it knew the answer, Haerang barked in turn at the ocarina Siyan was holding, the World Tree, and Raon’s sword.

“The World Tree, the ocarina, and the sword?”

Martha tilted her head, unable to make sense of it.

“So that’s it.”

Raon looked one by one at the World Tree, the ocarina, and the Wooden Ring Sword Haerang had pointed out, and nodded.

“I think I know this one.”

What a load of crap.

Wrath wrinkled his nose, telling the clueless fool not to act like he knew.

‘This time I really do.’

He pushed Wrath away, saying he truly knew what to do now.

“R-really? Then what should we do?”

Siyan clasped her hands, saying she would do anything to save Sterin and Rimmer.

“It isn’t that difficult. With me…”

Raon drew the Wooden Ring Sword and pointed it toward the ocarina Siyan was holding.

“Would you try playing it once?”

 

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