The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

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He performed a strike in order to demonstrate once again.
The blade of wind was stretched out like lightning.

“You have to make it even faster, and the timing where the real blade gets separated from the real sword should be delayed.”

“So, the illusory sword and the real sword should stay together for even longer.”

“Yes.
If you delay the timing of their separation, it will be difficult to dodge even if they knew about it.”

“I see.”

Raon nodded while looking at Heavenly Drive.
He seemed to be trying to remember his advice.

“I admit that your sword draw is revolutionary, but it’s not going to work all the time.
It can easily slay an amateur, but it should still be avoidable for those at the same level as you.”

“I guess.”

“However, if you can achieve perfection in the aspects I mentioned—the sound, speed, and delaying the illusory sword…”

Rimmer cheerfully smiled with serious eyes.

“You should even be able to slay an intermediate Master in a single strike, let alone those at the same level as you.”

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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“Who didn’t understand?”

Rimmer looked around the Light Wind members after giving Raon his advice.
Everyone—including Burren, Martha, and Runaan—raised their hands.
Apparently, even those three were unable to comprehend it.

“In that case, this great Rimmer is going to his job for once and explain it to you.”

He walked in front of the Light Wind members while giggling to explain how Raon was using his sword.

Raon watched Rimmer as he explained the principles of his sword to the other swordsmen before turning his head around.

‘Sound, speed, and delay…’

It was the right choice to show him.

Rimmer managed to point out the weaknesses after watching it a single time, as if he knew about it all along.
He was really an extraordinary person.

‘I think I can fix them all.’

Sound was the most difficult part among his advice, but there was a method he could use.

‘The memories from my previous life.’

Since he’d been an assassin for his entire life, he was confident he was better than anyone at remaining silent.
He was going to need to research and practice a lot, but he figured he would be able to fix it by mixing the principles of shadow into it.

“This is going to be interesting.”

Since he’d finished hardening the floor and creating the foundation, he just needed to build the building now.
He unconsciously smiled in anticipation of how his two techniques would develop.

Hmm.

Wrath came up on the bracelet while licking his lips.

It’s such a mystery that Shitty-ears is actually working now.

He frowned while looking at Rimmer’s back.

‘I agree.’

Raon smiled faintly.
He couldn’t bring himself to hate Rimmer, because he showed his serious side sometimes despite his usual miserable demeanor.

”Raon!”

As he was about to start sword draw practice, Rimmer came up to him.
It looked like he’d finished the explanation, since the swordsmen were separated into groups to discuss it among themselves.

“I realized I forgot to mention something.”

“What is it?”

He was filled with anticipation for the new advice as he focused, but the words Rimmer said were beyond his imagination.

“The tuition fee.”

“What?”

“You should pay an appropriate fee since you got amazing advice like this.”

“You didn’t mention anything about tuition fees.”

“I didn’t say that it was free, either.”

He grinned while extending his hand.

“Since it’s you, I did all that work to get some money.
Give me the tuition fee, please.”

“Haa…”

Raon visibly pouted and sighed.

‘Seriously, this miserable elf…’

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Rimmer led the Light Wind squad after the short lesson.

Although it had always been his job, Raon couldn’t help being glad because Rimmer had always been slacking on it.
That must’ve been a response to a negative learning experience.

Anyway, he managed to get some time to practice his swordsmanship thanks to Rimmer doing his job for once.

He stayed at the back of the line while moving in order to research a method to decrease or increase the sound of his sword draw.
He drew his sword during break time in order to practice his swift sword, and he kept a watch at night in order to ponder about how to make his illusion sword more perfect.

He kept tempering his sound sword, illusion sword, and swift sword all day long as if the journey were a training journey for swordsmanship, and they arrived near the Gazel River before he knew it.

“Hmm?”

“Are we really near the Gazel River?”

“This is different from what I heard.”

“I thought the water here was clean enough to drink…”

The Light Wind members tilted their heads as they saw the cobalt colored water.

“Hmm…”

Raon narrowed his eyes while looking at the dark Gazel River, which wasn’t transparent anymore.

‘The color has changed.’

When he visited that place before, the river was clean enough to see the fish below, yet it was so dark now that he couldn’t even see an inch inside.

“It looks like the Blue Lughs aren’t the only problems here.
There must be an issue with the river as well.”

Rimmer frowned and held the horse by the reins.

“Let’s quickly move on.
Doran Village is right in front of us.”

They followed Rimmer and they could start to see Doran Village’s entrance.

“Quickly!”

“Move quickly!”

“Do we have enough weapons?”

“We need to push them back for now, so take anything you can!”

People swarmed out from inside the village.
They ran towards the river while holding weapons like spears, harpoons, and bows in their hands.

“We are changing the plan.”

Rimmer turned around.
His eyes, which usually contained a cheerful wind, were reflecting his seriousness.

“We are going to follow them.”

“Yes!”

Since the villagers weren’t warriors, they could catch up to them in no time.

“What’s the matter?”

Rimmer approached the bulky middle-aged man who was taking the lead.

“Who are you?”

The middle-aged man cautiously examined Rimmer from top to bottom.

“We are from Zieghart.”

Rimmer rolled up his robe to show the burning sword emblem engraved on his uniform.

“Ah! Zieghart!”

The middle-aged man nodded heavily.
However, his expression wasn’t exactly bright, and it didn’t feel like he was simply welcoming them.

“The Blue Lughs are currently attacking a fishing boat upstream.
We were running there in order to save them somehow.”

“Where is it?”

“You just have to keep going in that direction.”

He pointed towards the northwest.

“You heard him.”

Rimmer looked back.

“Sprint at full speed!”

“Yes!”

The Light Wind members nodded.
When they were running in the direction the old man had told them, an explosive sound could be heard from the water.

They followed the sound and they could see a river twice as large as the place they’d been before, with a merchant ship floating at the center.

“Uaaah!”

“Why are you doing this to us?”

“Go away!”

The crew on the merchant ship were freaking out as they stabbed their long spears towards the river and shot arrows.

“This…”

Raon was looking at the river water instead of the ship and the crews.
Something was wriggling inside the water that was even darker than before.

Boom!

A huge explosion occurred from inside the water.
It seemed to be created by a burst of magic, and the merchant ship looked like it would sink at any moment as it thrashed.

Rumble!

The blue waterspout surged after that to reveal the ones under the river.

They had similar appearance to a human, yet they were significantly different.
Their skin was light blue, with ears as large as a hand, with wave-like fins attached to their forearms and backs.
Their fingers were webbed.

“The Blue Lugh tribe.”

They had the same appearance as the ones he’d seen before, but one thing was different.
Their eyes.
The innocent gazes that filled with fear upon seeing him in his previous life weren’t there anymore.

The crimson glitter in their eyes only reflected their anger and killing intent.

“Kieee!”

“Kiaaa!”

The Blue Lughs splashed the water in order to drown the crew, smacking the keel, which was the center of the ship.

Crack!

Alongside the loud noise of wood splitting into two, the ship started to sink little by little.

“Runaan!”

Raon called Runaan’s name as he ran towards the river.
He figured he could reach the ship by freezing the water with Runaan.

“Mhm!”

Runaan immediately understood his intentions and came up next to him.

Vrrr!

Once he put his hand in the water and met Runaan’s eyes in order to control the coldness, a majestic sound of horn could be heard from the ship.

Raon raised his head.
He could see a large warship approaching from behind the merchant ship.

The warship was plowing through the waves with powerful energy waves, and the word ‘Union’ written in blue was fluttering on its flag.

Raon frowned and clenched his fist.

“South-North Union…”

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