The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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Raon hid his presence and led everyone to the hill at the lower part of the mountain.
It was a stiff mountain, but it wouldn’t be difficult to go down because there was no ice.

He laid down on his belly at the edge of the hill and looked down.
There were fifteen trolls inside the frozen valley.

Eleven of them were drawing some strange pattern with the orcs and bearwolves corpses and blood, and the other four were watching the surroundings with their arms drooped down.
It looked like they were preparing some kind of ritual or ceremony.

“T-Trolls! Trolls are really there.”

“Fifteen?”

“There are more of them than what we saw before, but I’m sure they are the same ones.”

The second scouting party nodded their heads after seeing the trolls.

“How did he notice those trolls from all the way down there?”

“H-His intuition was right…”

“Is he even human? Isn’t he actually a dog?”

The scouts, Wolf Mercenaries, and even the Snow Strikers were almost out of their minds as they looked back at Raon.

“Th-This can’t be true! It’s impossible for him to have found them from there!”

The Snow Strikers leader Edquill’s mustache trembled like a catfish’s whiskers in disbelief.

Raon snickered and stepped up next to him.

“After this battle, the scouting party’s baggage and chores are the Snow Strikers’ job.
I’m sure you won’t go back on your word as the leader of a group.
Ah, don’t forget to speak respectfully.”

“Ugh…”

“And one more thing.
I want you to personally carry my baggage.”

“It won’t be fun for you if you keep doing this.”

“It’s very fun for me, so don’t worry about that.”

“Seriously, you bastard…”

Edquill ground his teeth as he looked at Raon.

“My premonition was right.
I felt there was something about him.”

Beto exclaimed, provoking Edquill even further.

“Fighting wasn’t the only thing he was good at.”

“I know, right? It’s my first time witnessing a scouting ability like this.”

“Can we recruit him to our mercenary corps somehow?”

The mercenaries also admired him, looking down at the trolls.

“Ugh!”

“Wh-What the…”

“Damn it!”

The Snow Strikers leader and swordsmen were the only people grimacing amongst them.

“Raon, d-did you really discover them with your intuition?”

Terian carefully approached him.
His eyes were trembling intensely.

“I told you, I have a pretty good intuition.”

“Hmm…”

“And there’s something more important than that right now.”

“Yes, that’s true.”

He nodded and carefully went to the edge of the hill.

“Everyone, prepare to fight.”

The scouts held the crossbows, and the mercenaries and the swordsmen drew their swords.
They barely made any sound, as expected of veterans, but the trolls standing guard must’ve felt the small amount of murderous intent.
They looked up at once.

“Kraaa!”

“Kraa!”

An earsplitting roar came from the trolls on the right side as they noticed the Snow Strikers swordsmen on the hill.

“Shoot!”

Along with the sound of smashing trees, silver rain fell under the hill.

 

Pop-pow!

 

Each of the ice trolls were hit by at least five bolts, but only a few of them managed to pierce through their thick skin into their flesh.

“Kraaa!”

“Kaaaaa!”

The trolls plucked away the bolts stuck on their bodies and roared in anger, mouths red.

“Charge!”

“Ee-yah!”

Terian brandished his aura blade to run ahead like an excellent horse, and the Snow Strikers and the Mercenary Corps followed him.

“Keuh! Let’s go!”

The scouts jumped down as well, holding crossbows in one hand and shields in the other.

“Ugh!”

Dorian’s lips were trembling in fear, but he didn’t forget what he needed to do.
He drew his sword and stayed right next to the scouts.

‘I should go too.’

Raon ran down the hill alongside the third scouting party.
The battle had already started, and the Snow Strikers and the Wolf Mercenaries were storming through the trolls.

“Cut their flesh and rip them apart!”

The Wolf Mercenary Corps captain, Beto, was swinging his sword like a madman.
His eyes were filled with madness, so different from the polite behavior he had displayed before.
The deadly energy surrounding his blade savagely cut through the ice troll’s upper body.

“Surround them from four directions and attack! Aim for the neck and heart!”

Despite their ugly personalities, the Snow Strikers had excellent abilities.
They created a sword formation to press on the trolls with the best hunting method for killing a small number of monsters with a higher number of swordsmen.

“Fire!”

The scouts ran around the battlefield to fire bolts at the trolls fighting against the swordsmen.

There were more bolts piercing through their skins as they shot from a closer distance, but the damage wasn’t significant.
However, the fact that they were distracting the trolls was creating a better situation for the swordsmen and the mercenaries.

There were almost ten swordsmen and scouts per troll, so despite the fact that it looked like a messy battle, it was actually advantageous for the humans.

“Keuh! Young master.”

After pushing away the ice troll that was trying to attack the scouts, Dorian breathed out roughly.

“Why are you so quiet today? You would’ve normally already started fighting by now.”

“Our mission is the protection of the scouts, and my opponent is something else.”

No one else had felt it, but two monsters strong enough to be the trolls’ leader were running towards them.

‘They are almost here.’

Raon smiled coldly and raised his head.

‘Welcome, my food.’

 

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“Never approach them! Our goal is distraction!”

Radin shouted at the scouts.

“If you managed to distract the troll, step back immediately! We don’t need to fight them ourselves!”

He ran ahead quickly and shot the crossbow towards the shoulder of the troll that was about to grab a Snow Strikers swordsman

 

Pow!

 

The bolt barely managed to pierce the troll’s skin, but that was enough.
The swordsman used that opportunity to dodge and started counterattacking.

“Stay back if you run out of stamina!”

Radin notched another bolt.
It was difficult to believe he was using a crossbow that was slow to load.
It was proof that he’d practiced it more than anyone else in that place.

He ran around the battlefield like a squirrel to help the swordsmen and mercenaries in danger and encouraged the exhausted scouts.

“Haa, haa!”

Radin caught his breath under the hill they came down from.

‘This is the best-case scenario.’

The advantage they got from the surprise attack was continuing.
A few people were injured, but no one had died and there were only a few trolls remaining.

‘This rarely happens.’

Habun Castle’s violent battles were rarely one-sided like that.
It was all thanks to Raon.

‘I’ll buy him a nice meal when we ret… huh?’

A terrible murderous intent that made his hair stand on their ends cut off his line of thought.

 

Gulp.

 

He swallowed and raised his head.
At the top of the hill, two trolls around one head taller than the ice trolls could be seen, one holding a club and the other a staff.

“A w-warrior and a shaman…”

“Krrr!”

He felt like he was stark naked from the icy chill coming from the intense murderous intent the two monsters possessed.

 

Slam!

 

The ice troll warrior crushed the hill and jumped down at the scouts.
He could feel the incredible strength coming from the blood-covered club.

“Keuh!”

He couldn’t breathe anymore.
Death was the only thing he could think about.
There was no way he could survive.
The other scouts next to him also closed their eyes, sensing the end of their lives.

‘Damn it!’

It was as he was biting his lip, looking at the club getting bigger and bigger.
In the midst of frozen time, one swordsman was moving.

 

Thud!

 

He pushed Radin and the scouts back with an invisible strength and stood alone in front of the ice troll warrior.

He thrust his thin sword towards the troll’s club, which contained a tremendous amount of strength.
The crimson flower blooming from the end of his blade fluttered beautifully.

 

Whaaam!

 

The tremendous shock crushed the ever-frozen valley, and the ravine crumbled.

However, the swordsman’s body didn’t falter in the slightest.
Like the root of a thousand-year-old tree, his legs were firmly supporting his body, pushing back a club the size of a human with his strength alone.

“Ah…”

The scouts, who were prepared to die, felt their breath catch upon witnessing that thrilling sight.

“Please, stay back.”

Raon turned his head halfway.
The shape of his mouth was clearly a smile.

“I’ll finish this quickly.”