The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

s’ guild when you acted up? Do you want to die without a trace? Huh?”

The manager signaled with his hand, and the big guys that were standing around started to move.
They started warming up their fists and rolling their shoulders in a threatening manner.

“Don’t you care about the people outside?”

“Those dogs and pigs got their feed.
Since they are gambling addicts, they won’t even care whether you end up as corpses or not.”

“It’s a relief that you are trash that I can beat up without any problems.”

Raon smiled faintly.

“You crazy bastard!”

“Anyway, this place belongs to the thieves’ guild, right? I came to the right place, I guess.”

“What came to the right place is your funeral! What are you doing? Kill them all!”

The manager pointed his finger and the big guys kicked the ground, jumping at them.

“If we aren’t talking anymore, that’s more convenient for me.”

Raon extended his hand towards Dorian.

“Club, a small one.”

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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“So, what you are saying is that lots of people among you have also disappeared, right?”

“Yes, yes! That’s right! Th-There were quite a lot of people!”

The manager immediately nodded, not even wiping the blood flowing from both of his nostrils.
The big guys, covered in blood, were lying next to him like crumpled leaves.

“How was the situation during the disappearance?”

Raon asked, slamming the ground with his bloody club.

“Keuh, that’s…”

The manager swallowed nervously upon seeing his casual slam piercing into the stone floor.

“H-Honestly, I’m not sure.
A person walking right next to you can just suddenly disappear.
We can’t figure out who, when, or how they did it.
However…”

“However?”

“There were testimonies that they got goosebumps whenever people disappeared around them.”

“Goosebumps…”

Raon frowned.
If they had goosebumps despite it not affecting them, then some bad energy like demonic energy, ghastly energy, or bloody energy must’ve been in action.

“It’s not just the tourists or passersby that disappear.
There were many occasions of entire families disappearing overnight, and it all happened so naturally…”

“Natural?”

“Yes.
There were multiple occasions of people simply disappearing without any traces—no doors or windows broken open, nor signs of a struggle.”

The manager’s shoulders trembled, either because he got beaten up, or because he was afraid of the disappearances.

“But the city hall didn’t mention any of that.”

“Those greedy guys wouldn ’t be interested in disappearances.
We keep telling, them but it never works.”

He murmured that the reports he made were shut down before reaching the mayor.
It looked like someone in city hall was involved with human trafficking.

‘I guess the situation wouldn’t have worsened so much if that weren’t the case.’

They only asked for reinforcements from Zieghart after three months had passed after the start of the disappearances, which was a pretty late reaction.
There must’ve been someone in city hall who kept preventing it.

It was probably natural, since the city hall was the best place to gather and hide information.

“Where’s the thieves guild?”

“Th-There’s a cafe named Frost of Greeneries in the west of the city.”

“Cafe?”

It was a tea shop selling traditional snacks and teas.
It really didn’t match the thieves’ guild’s image.

“What’s the password?”

“That’s…”

The manager hesitated, then opened his mouth.

“You just need to order the red tea between blue and red teas.”

“That means let’s shed blood.
You must require another beating.”

“Hiee! It’s true! That’s the password.”

When Raon stood up with the club in his hand, the manager frantically waved his hand and slammed his head on the ground.

“T-To be really honest, you won’t even need a password.
They will notice the moment you get there.”

“Hmm…”

He was right.
Since the thieves’ guild had an excellent information gathering ability, they had to be aware of the fact that he had ruined multiple gambling houses, and would either decide to attack him or bow to him.

“Alright.”

Raon shook the blood from his club, then gave it to Dorian.

“Ah, there’s blood again!”

Dorian frowned, wiping off the remaining blood before putting it into his belly pocket.

“Wow…”

Zatice exclaimed, still not used to that development.

“A-Are you leaving now?”

“Yes, I will.
However, I’ll take what’s mine before that.”

Raon bobbed his four fingers.

“Give me the gold.
Three times the chips.”

“Aww…”

The manager’s face went pale as he lost the small hope he had left.

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Raon left the gambling house with Dorian and Zatice, then went to the west, where the thieves’ guild was located.

“S-So, you were trying to find the thieves guild.”

Zatice came up to him while scratching his cheek.

“That’s because the ones at the bottom are more knowledgeable than the top brass when it comes to matters like this.”

Raon nodded.
Something like disappearances happened more often to commoners and the lower class that lived in the back alleys than the nobles that had guards with them.

The thieves’ guild might have some information that the city hall didn’t know.

“Do you think the thieves’ guild is going to accept our request?”

Dorian reluctantly pointed at the Orc’s Desire.

“We’ve taken all their money and completely beat up their manager and guards.
Aren’t they going to start attacking us on sight…?”

“They’d better accept the request if they don’t want to end up the same way.
It’s not like I cheated or anything.”

Nothing was his fault during his incident.
They were the ones that cheated first—and attacked first, as well.

You shameless guy! The King of Essence read the cards for you!

‘You are only visible to me.
That’s not called cheating, it’s using my abilities.’

Argh.

‘Stop getting angry and calm down.
Ice cream is waiting for you.’

Ugh! Seriously, you are…

Wrath frowned and Raon pushed him away, shrugging.

“You are moving so quickly this time.”

“That’s because it’s an emergency.”

He expected the ringleader to be the White Blood Religion, which was one of the Five Demons.
He couldn’t use normal methods to stop those crazy bastards.
He needed to use any means necessary to quickly deal with them.

“Such effort in order to reduce the number of missing people! I’m impressed!”

Zatice suddenly gathered his hands, his eyes shining.

“Sir Raon was doing his best in order to solve this case, even if he had to take the blame!”

“It’s not exactly like that.
I just want to catch them before they run away…”

“What humility! You are truly the role model of the knights! I’ll keep learning a lot from you in the future!”

Saying that he admired him, he bowed deeply, to the point that Raon felt uncomfortable.

“Erm, well…”

Raon pondered how he should respond.

Kyaaah!

A woman’s shriek could be heard from the alley right next to them.
Raon quickly located her by using his aura perception, jumping over the wall to go there.

“Kuhuhu!”

Three healthy men were putting a gagged girl into a bag.
The girl was violently shaking her leg, asking for help.

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“Damn it!”

“Get rid of him quickly!”

The long-haired man that was the closest to Raon among the three came running at him with a dagger in his hand.

Smack!

Raon easily dodged the dagger, smacking his temple.
Although it was a weak hit, the man fainted and went limp on the ground.

‘They aren’t the ones.’

They didn’t have any aura, and they were at the level of thugs with slightly exercised bodies.
There was no way they were the ringleaders in the disappearance case.

“Those bastards!”

“How dare they kidnap people in broad daylight?”

Dorian and Zatice, who finally arrived, knocked down the two panicking men.

“Are you okay?”

Dorian helped the girl out of the bag.

She was a mysteriously beautiful girl with the combination of red hair as radiant as a raging fire, skin as white as frost, and brilliant golden eyes.

“Th-Thank you.”

It wasn’t just her appearance.
Her voice was also extremely charming.
It was a sound that could pull people’s heartstring, like the morning dew moistening the leaves.

“It was n-nothing.”

Dorian and Zatice looked like they were possessed by something as they shook their heads, saying the same thing.

“You were the first one to save me.”

The girl walked up to Raon and raised her head.
The golden eyes were completely attracting his gaze.

“Th-Thank you very much.”

Whenever she took a step, her face looked bigger—as if it were magnified—and his heart throbbed.

The impulsive desire to hug and comfort her burst inside of him.

‘Are these my own thoughts?’

There was no way they were.

There was no way he wanted to comfort her before analyzing the situation, as he’d lived as an assassin before.

Whir.

As he thought something was strange, a small vibration occurred from behind him.
The Blade of Requiem.
The possessed blade, which only reacted upon feeling its enemy, began to weep.

‘White Blood Religion!’

Raon instinctively used the Ring of Fire.

Whir.

The six rings resonated with each other, his mind becoming clear—as if he poured cold water on his head.

He could finally see the girl’s face properly.
She was still beautiful, but it was a strange face that gave an unpleasant impression, as if it were made of different pieces put together.

“Haa…”

Pretending he didn’t snap out of it, he removed the focus from his eyes just like Dorian and Zatice.

He was confident that he was better than anyone at controlling his expression in order to not reveal his thoughts.

“I was saved thanks to you.”

The girl’s eyes glittered even more as she stepped right in front of him.
A strange fragrance that he had never smelt before was tickling his nose.

Cring!

His head started to become blank once again, but the rotating Ring of Fire erased the impure energy.

“I-It’s nothing.”

Raon shook his head, making his response inarticulate—as if he had perfectly fallen prey to the charm.

“I was so scared.”

The girl took one more step towards him.
From a distance where he could reach her by stretching his arms, she extended her hands towards him, as if she wanted him to hug her.

“Ah…”

He opened his arms, following her intentions.
The Blade of Requiem’s vibrations became more intense.
He parted his lips, pretending to ignore it.

“Please die for me.”

She tried to pierce his heart with her hand, which shone white.

Whoosh!

It was fast and powerful enough that he wouldn’t have been able to dodge if he weren’t prepared for it, but he had already finished his preparations.

He drew the Blade of Requiem right before her hand reached the left side of his chest.

Cling!

The golden-yellow ghastly energy sparked from the crimson blade that slid smoothly from its scabbard, as if it were waiting for that moment.

Slaaash!

The moment the white and yellow energies twirled with each other in a spiral, a forearm soared into the air, scattering white blood around it.

“Kyaaah!”

The girl grasped her severed arm, screaming like a monster.
The murky blood gushing from her forearm gave off the impression that it was infused with white paint.

“So, you were from the White Blood Religion after all.”

“I-I’m sure you fell to the sorcery, but how…?”

Raon shook the dirty blood from the Blade of Requiem, smiling coldly.

“By being good.”

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