The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 339

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Chapter 339

Raon and Dorian emerged from the secret passage and climbed back up to the Low Hill overlooking the Orphanage.

“I thought I was going to die back there.”

Dorian wiped the cold sweat dripping from his forehead and shook his head in disbelief.

“I was so tense my mind feels foggy.”

His eyes had grown cloudy from the strain of protecting the children.

“Apply medicine to your wounds. If you don’t treat them quickly, they’ll leave scars.”

I removed the windbreaker I was wearing and gestured to him.

“Right, I should do that.”

Dorian nodded and pulled out a white medicine box from his waist pouch. He dumped out disinfectant, wound salve, and internal injury medicine onto the ground.

“Let me apply it to you first, sir.”
“I’m not injured.”
“Huh?”

Dorian’s mouth fell open in shock.

“B-but you said there was a Master there.”
“I finished quickly.”

I tapped the longsword at my waist.

“It wasn’t difficult since it was only a low-rank Master.”
“But even if it was low-rank, a Master is still a Master! How could you defeat a Master so easily?”
“I did.”
“W-without leaving any traces?”
“Yes.”

Dorian’s question wasn’t unreasonable. My current realm was intermediate Master rank. Even approaching the advanced tier, one couldn’t easily handle a lower-ranked opponent.

‘But….’

I could do it.

My actual combat power exceeded the advanced tier, and I understood Lisbon’s movements, so capturing him wasn’t particularly difficult.

“Phew….”

Dorian exhaled as if utterly dumbfounded.

“Every time I talk with you, my common sense gets shattered.”

He shook his head and began applying medicine to his wounds.

—Hmph!

Wrath snorted disapprovingly.

—If the True Demon King were here, I would’ve slain such a wretch with a mere finger—no, with my tongue! Don’t boast about killing him with a sword!

He was displeased that Dorian, whom he considered a subordinate, had expressed admiration. As always, despite being a Demon King, his mind was narrower than a sardine’s.

“It’s just ordinary. Nothing special.”

Since it wasn’t entirely false, I nodded in agreement.

“If that’s ordinary, then I should be dead.”

Dorian closed the medicine bottle with a grimace.

“I’ve told you before. Everyone excels at different things.”

I chuckled softly, then buried the blood-soaked windbreaker in the ground and burned it away in one breath so no smoke would rise. With so much blood on it, complete destruction was better than merely concealing it.

After erasing all traces of the burned windbreaker, I retrieved two booklets from my possession.

‘An unexpected spoil of war.’

These two ledgers contained the names of officials from Valcar, Owen, and Camelrun who had conducted business with the Orphanage.
Though the evidence wasn’t yet substantial enough to use against Derus Robert directly, it would prove invaluable in exposing his true nature in the future.

‘And this…’

This was the real prize.

I withdrew a blue orb from my pocket. A single line was etched within its depths.

‘So he’d been hiding this relic here all along.’

This orb was one of the ancient relics—an artifact that amplified the power of water-attribute mana merely by possessing it. Though only of lower grade, I could distinctly feel Glacial’s aura strengthening.

‘Still the same obsession.’

Derus Robert had been so desperate to find this relic that he’d established a separate investigation team to search for it. The fact that it was only lower grade meant it had remained here; he personally managed all artifacts of middle grade and above.
All of them.

‘I’ll put this to good use.’

I tucked the orb into my chest and offered a cold smile to the corpse of Lisbon.

Once I’d meticulously erased all traces from atop Low Hill, knights and children began emerging from the Orphanage entrance.

“Commander!”

Dorian, his wounds healed, bit his lip as he looked down at them.

“Yeah.”

Raon nodded and examined the children’s faces. Fine was at the front, her eyes showing anxiety mixed with a hint of anticipation.

“Look! The kids are holding my candy!”

Dorian laughed, pointing at the candies and sweets the children were holding in their arms. They were his favorite snacks, and even though he had given them all away, he looked incredibly happy.

You worked hard.

I patted Dorian on the shoulder. When I thought about it, I was grateful that he had done his best to help me even though it wasn’t really his concern.

‘He’s coming out.’

The last person to emerge from the Orphanage was Borini Kitten, and his expression was complicated in several ways.

‘I’m sorry. And I’m asking for your help.’

Honestly, I hadn’t wanted to involve Borini Kitten, but he was the only one here I could trust with the children.

“You’ll be able to treat them, right?”

Dorian let out a small sigh as he watched the children walking slowly. His voice sounded wet—he was crying.

-Of course I will!

Wrath sniffled and nodded.

-If it doesn’t work, the True Demon King will find a way no matter what! Don’t worry!

Among everyone here, these two had the softest hearts and got along well. I wanted to introduce them to each other.

“Yeah. I’ll treat them no matter what.”

I nodded, looking at Dorian and Wrath in turn.

“I promised I’d find their names.”

I nodded, seeing the children’s expressions brighten slightly. The brainwashing hadn’t been completed because the death struggle—the only way to kill their sole friend—had never taken place.
With Pedrick as he is now, he would surely be able to treat these children.

‘By now, Derus Robert should have received the signal.’

I wouldn’t trust Derus Robert even if someone called him a loyal subordinate. Since I’d planted a Lazy Worm in Lisbon as well, by now he would have learned of his death.

‘He’ll come here directly.’

Because that’s the kind of man he is.

True to his nature of trusting no one, Derus Robert would come here in person to verify every trace.

The target was that very moment.

‘While you waste time here….’

A glacial chill flickered across Raon’s eyes.

I’ll take your treasure.

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In the Banquet Hall at the heart of Duke Babylon’s vast domain—one of the pillars of the Valkar Kingdom—a soft and crystalline melody drifted through the air.

Derus Robert was enjoying a leisurely drinking session with Duke Babylon in that Banquet Hall.

“You let the one who severed your son’s arm go free—truly bold of you.”

Duke Babylon smiled as he poured a wine called Lunatic, as precious as platinum itself.

“It wasn’t intentional.”

Derus Robert shook his head with a benevolent smile.

“The boy’s killing intent was certainly intense, but given his young age, one must be understanding. The real problem is my own son’s inability to accept that.”

He subtly disparaged Raon while revealing his own magnanimity.

“That’s what makes it remarkable. Had it been me, I would have severed that Raon’s arm in kind!”

Duke Babylon frowned, regretting his absence from the scene.

“The boy is already intoxicated by his own reputation, wielding his blade recklessly—he won’t last long.”
“Perhaps such words should be restrained….”
“I’m speaking from anger! The Blue Sword is no ordinary talent, yet he severed an arm so brutally! The boy has rotten roots!”
“Still, isn’t it fortunate that I can enjoy this pleasant conversation with you, Duke?”

Derus smiled faintly and patted Duke Babylon on the shoulder.

“Haha, not at all. It is my honor.”

Duke Babylon lowered his head, twisting his lips slightly.

“We shall take responsibility for Blue Sword’s shoulder and restore it to its proper state. If it is the recovery magic we have continued researching, it will surely show improvement.”

Babylon’s mages were specialists in treatment. If Duke Babylon spoke thus, it meant they could certainly heal it, though it would take time.

“Thank you.”
“I merely hope that Robert and Babylon will maintain a good relationship going forward.”
“Of course…”

Derus nodded to Duke Babylon, then stopped.

‘A Rage Worm?’

Just moments ago, he felt a tremor in the Rage Worm’s core embedded in his mind. From the sensation, it seemed the Rage Worm he had placed within Lisbon had died.

In this age, there was no method to remove only a Rage Worm. If the Rage Worm had died, it meant something had gone wrong with Lisbon, who managed Facility 9.

‘What is this sudden…’

Facility 9 was where children who had not yet earned the qualification of Shadow were raised. It was unbelievable that such an anomaly would occur in a place operated with such care.

Tsk.

Derus clicked his tongue inaudibly and sent a mental message to Rezel, the butler standing behind him.

[Rezel.]
-Yes, Head of House.

Rezel answered through an aura message without the slightest movement.

[Check the status of Facility 9 and report back.]
-Yes.

He harbored no doubt at the sudden command. He quietly withdrew and left the Banquet Hall.

“Valcar and Robert. Or rather, Duke Babylon and Robert will be able to remain friends going forward.”

Derus Robert clinked his glass against Duke Babylon’s with a smile as if nothing had happened.

Kling.

Unlike the clear ringing of the glasses, a strange, ominous resonance echoed within his chest—darkness seeping through.

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After the banquet concluded, Derus Robert made his way to the Abandoned Annex that the Duke had provided as lodging. Rezel was already waiting at the entrance, apparently having gathered information.

“What’s happened?”
“A… a problem has arisen.”

Rezel’s voice trembled with rare intensity.

“We’ve lost contact with Facility 9.”
“That’s not all, is it?”

Derus Robert fixed Rezel with a cold gaze.

“Yes. I ordered the Shadow agents nearby to investigate the facility, but…”

Rezel trailed off, cold sweat beading on his brow.

“Knights from the Owen Kingdom emerged from the facility.”
“Owen? Why would they—”
“The details remain unclear. Apparently, Borini Kitten and the Silver Knights departed with the young ones toward Owen.”
“What does this mean…”

Derus Robert’s lips trembled.

“Kabel and Lisbon—where are they!”
“Not a single Shadow agent from the Orphanage survived. However, all of the young ones are reported to be alive.”

Rezel bowed his head apologetically.

‘Does this even make sense?’

Not only had the location of Facility 9 been exposed, but Lisbon and Kabel were dead, and all the young ones had survived—by any standard I knew, this was impossible.

‘Something has gone wrong.’

Lisbon and Kabel could die. But they would never die so carelessly. According to their training, they should have detonated the entire Orphanage to erase all evidence and the young ones, yet it seemed they had died pathetically without even accomplishing that.

“There are Shadow agents in Owen Royal Castle too! Haven’t there been any reports?”
“W-well, Borini Kitten apparently took only his closest confidants among the Silver Knights and left without informing anyone of his destination, so there was no intelligence at all….”
“….”

Derus Robert said nothing.

“When was the attack?”
“It was tonight, they say.”
“Then the combat tournament wasn’t held?”
“Yes. All the young ones that were there are alive.”

Rezel bit his lip and closed his eyes.

“Ha.”

Derus Robert let out a hollow laugh.

“Kahahahahaha!”

He erupted into a rare, vulgar laugh, running his hand through his hair. After laughing uproariously for a long moment, he seized the table.

Screeeech!

The golden metal table and the various ornaments around it crumbled to dust in an instant and scattered.

“Investigate. What happened, who interfered. Everything.”

Derus Robert’s expression hadn’t changed much from when he was in the Banquet Hall, but his eyes had grown dry and hollow, as though all moisture had evaporated from them.

“If you can’t find it, tell them I’ll slit the throats of every pig holed up in Owen and Camelrun.”

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Dorian and I headed south and arrived at a city called Motren.

This city was like a crossroads—one path leading to the Sepia Trading Company headquarters in the southwest, and another to the Robert Family in the south.

“Now that we’re here, I’m getting a bit nervous.”

Dorian sighed as he unpacked his belongings at the Dormitory.

“W-wouldn’t it be better to turn back now? I’m curious how the children are doing anyway….”
“No.”

I grabbed Dorian’s shoulder as he tried to flee and shoved him forward.

“Ugh….”

Dorian tumbled to the ground with a whimper.

“I’m telling you, nobody there will welcome me!”

Hearing him speak like that, it seemed he’d lived his entire life receiving nothing but abuse, just as I’d heard.

“I don’t want to show my family how I get insulted!”
“That’s exactly why we’re going.”

At my quiet words, Dorian stopped shaking his head and froze in place.

“What?”
“A member of the Gale Wind Squad can’t be left to suffer abuse within their own family.”

My primary objective was to destroy the Underwater Dungeon that Derus was pouring his heart into, but I had no intention of glossing over a visit to Dorian’s family either. I planned to go to the Sepia Trading Company and thoroughly deal with those who had looked down on Dorian.

“Ah….”

Dorian’s mouth fell open as if he’d never considered such a thing.

“B-but our trading company is one of the Five Great Trading Houses….”
“Don’t worry. I’m the vice-captain of Zigheart, one of the Six Emperors.”

Raon smiled faintly and tapped Dorian’s shoulder.

“Y-yes, that’s true. You’ve even earned the epithet of the White Sword Dragon….”

Dorian swallowed hard. The vice-captain of the Gale Wind Squad, the most promising unit in recent times, and the title of Dragon—the strongest among young warriors. No one could possibly look down on Raon.

“You stay here and manage the supplies. I’ll be gone for a few days.”
“What? Where are you going?”
“To take measures so they can’t touch the children.”

Raon rose with a cold gleam in his eyes.

“L-let me help if there’s anything I can do!”

Dorian followed him out, eager to help rescue the children.

“No, I have to do this alone.”

There was a high probability that executives like Matio or those of similar caliber were stationed in the Underwater Dungeon, and someone of Dorian’s level would be discovered the moment he entered.
This situation was unpredictable, so bringing Dorian along would be nothing short of a suicide mission for both of us.

“I… I see….”

Dorian’s head drooped in disappointment.

“But there is something you can help with.”
“W-what is it?”
“Do you have a spatial pouch?”
“Of course!”

He nodded quickly and pulled a spatial pouch from his waist pocket.

“But this won’t hold much. The compression ratio is only ten times.”
“Hmm….”

I glanced at my spatial pouch and Dorian’s belly pouch, smacking my lips.

‘This is usually how it should be.’

A spatial pouch’s value varied depending on its compression ratio. Even renowned warriors and wealthy individuals had limitations with their spatial pouches, yet Dorian’s belly pouch had no such constraints whatsoever.

Recalling how such a treasure had fallen into Dorian’s hands simply because I hadn’t explained it, it seemed the Trading Company Head wouldn’t necessarily despise him.

“You pick out a gift to give the Trading Company Head while you’re here.”
“Our family’s general store has everything, so there’s nothing we don’t….”
“Never mind that. Just pick something.”

I pressed down on Dorian’s shoulder in a threatening manner.

“Ah, yes….”

Dorian nodded, trembling slightly.

“Then I’ll be going.”

I chuckled softly and turned to open the Dormitory door, then paused and looked back.

“…Do you happen to have parsley?”

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I left Motren immediately and rushed at full speed toward the Robert Family.

-Where are you going?

Wrath tilted his head curiously.

‘You’ll see when you get there.’
-Ugh, this secretive bastard….

Wrath wrinkled the bridge of his nose in displeasure.

-Even I know you’re not ordinary….
‘How about salt-grilled shrimp for lunch today?’
-Sh, salt-grilled shrimp….”
‘And add lobster on top of that!’
-Ooh!

Wrath instantly forgot the main topic and licked his lips.

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Wrath.

‘This won’t work for long either.’

Or perhaps he’s already figured it out.

But this matter was something I couldn’t simply overlook. Even if I had to go without, I had to prevent Derus Robert from gaining any greater power by any means necessary.

‘Time isn’t something I have much of.’

Four days were consumed in Camelrun. I’d bought time by destroying the Orphanage, but if my schedule was ever revealed, I needed to destroy the Underwater Dungeon as quickly as possible and reach the Sepia Trading Company to avoid suspicion.

‘Still, I feel good about this.’

I’d finished everything I needed to do there.

I’d taken my revenge on Lisbon and saved all the children. The thought of Derus Robert venting his rage and driving his subordinates hard filled me with satisfaction, and I couldn’t help but smile at the image.

‘It’s a shame I can’t see it directly.’

I wished I could witness Derus Robert’s contorted expression firsthand, but it was unavoidable. I envied Rezel, who would be standing beside him.

Anticipating Derus Robert’s twisted expression, I rode hard all day and found a spot to camp by a small lakeside.

“Hmm….”

I exhaled sharply, staring toward the empty thicket.

“Merlin. You’re there, aren’t you?”

My aura sense detected only a few wild beasts, but I was certain Merlin was hiding somewhere nearby.

“I’ll grant your wish. Come out.”

I had no intention of letting Merlin hold onto the wish token for long. I wanted to fulfill her request right now and be done with it.

‘This time, I came fully prepared.’

Merlin seemed to like inhabiting small animals, so she had prepared grains, nuts, fruits, vegetables, insects, candy, and even sweets. Parsley wasn’t enough, so she even brought celery. She could handle whatever creature came out.

A deep rumble echoed.

Yet Merlin didn’t appear immediately. About thirty seconds passed before heavy footsteps accompanied a lion pushing through the thicket.

“You called for me?”

From the lion’s muzzle came a voice—thick in timbre, yet crisp in tone.

A wry laugh escaped me.
“….”

I hadn’t brought any lion food.

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