The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70

Screeeech!

I severed the goblin’s neck just as it was about to fire its poison barb at Kanbar. The kobold that rushed in next, I split clean in half—club and all.

“Th-thank you.”

I nodded at Kanbar’s gratitude and spread my aura perception even more finely across the area.

‘This time it’s from the east.’

The gaze observing all the trainees—I felt it shift from the west to the east this time.

‘Now I understand. Where I’ve felt that gaze before.’

I flicked the blood from my blade and clenched my jaw.

‘It was Eden.’

Eden was one pillar of Oma, called the darkness of the Continent—a collective of madmen who ranked among the top one or two most insane forces in existence across all the world’s factions.

Their objective was Reversion.
They viewed that age of despair a thousand years past—when humanity was hunted by monsters and rejected by other races—as paradise, and they sought to return to those times and resurrect the god of monsters.

Eden was truly a collective of madmen, but unfortunately, their insanity was not their only asset—they possessed military might that rivaled even the Zigheart.

They controlled monsters like tamers would, and they wielded monster abilities through human bodies.

The methods to wield such bizarre power were secrets unknown even to the great houses of the Continent.

‘However….’

I knew Eden’s secrets.

‘Thanks to Derus Robert.’

The magic stone theft mission Derus Robert had assigned had led to a clash with Eden, and ten Shadow squads—ninety operatives in total—had been annihilated. I alone had crawled out of that inferno.

‘But how did that bastard know about it?’

Thinking back now, Derus Robert had known from the beginning that Eden utilized magic stones harvested from monsters.

I couldn’t fathom how one of the Six Emperors had come to know this, nor why he chose to conceal such knowledge.

-You there. What occupies your thoughts? I sense a profound and consuming anger.

Wrath erupted above the bracelet, exhaling a dense, frigid aura.

“Hmm….”

I furrowed my brow. The moment I thought of Derus Robert, rage began to boil within me—whether that was fortunate or not, I couldn’t say with certainty.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled the anger away and sensed the piercing gazes still being directed at me.

‘They’re probably searching for the Goblin King’s magic stone.’

If Kanbar’s words held truth, then this mountain should possess a magic stone formed over time since the Goblin King’s death.

Magic stones came in many varieties, but Eden only sought those from Named-rank monsters.

‘Now I understand why the monsters are standing idle.’

Eden was allowing the monsters to remain so that my trainees and I could depart swiftly.

‘They have no intention of attacking us.’

Whether to evade Zigheart’s scrutiny or to guard against instructors and examiners who might have followed in our wake, Eden seemed determined to keep its identity concealed.

‘The lengths they’re going to suggest this is something of considerable importance.’

The Goblin King’s magic stone buried in this place was undoubtedly an item of immense significance to Eden.

‘For now….’

I narrowed my eyes as I severed the orc’s neck before it could reach me.

‘I have no choice but to leave it as is.’

The moment I touch the magic stone on this mountain, the Eden bastards nearby will swarm down like hornets.

I might survive, but the trainees and villagers would all perish. I couldn’t commit such a foolish act as poking a hornet’s nest.

The best approach was to pretend ignorance here, hunt only the monsters, and return.

“The monsters are fleeing! Chase them to the end!”

I lifted my head at Burren’s commanding voice.

“Let’s go. It will be over soon.”

I offered Kanbar a false smile as he steadied himself. A faint bitterness bloomed on my tongue, as if I’d chewed tree bark.

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The monster subjugation that began at dawn progressed smoothly, and we reached the Mountain Peak before the sun set.

“Kiiieeeek!”

At the cry of the orc shaman positioned at the peak, orcs, kobolds, and goblins surged forward. It resembled a swarm of green hornets descending upon us.

“This is the final stand!”

Burren raised his blood-soaked sword and thrust it toward the sky.

“A cornered rat will bite the cat. Never let your guard down—fight until the very end!”
“Uuuaaahhhhh!”

Burren charged forward, wreathed in a verdant aura, and the trainees roared as they stamped the ground beneath them.

“Huff!”

I rushed forward with Kanbar at my back, cutting down the monsters. I deliberately lowered my swordsmanship proficiency to move indistinguishably from the other trainees.

‘Still watching.’

Now I knew the identity of that gaze. It was the Red-eyed Ghost, called an Eden scout. It possessed the search capabilities of a monster called “Search Eye”—a creature with only eyes the size of a sparrow visible.

“Not much left!”

Burren Zigheart parted the flames spewed by the Orc Shaman and shouted. As he raised his blade toward the Orc Shaman, a colossal sword plummeted from the sky.

Crash!

A heavy, earth-shaking boom and dust spread simultaneously.

Whoosh.

When the dust cleared, there stood a flattened Orc Shaman and Martha, her sword planted firmly in the ground.

“That one was mine.”
“Tsk.”

Burren Zigheart frowned, but quickly assessed the situation and turned around.

“The Orc Shaman is dead! Only the small fry remain—finish them cleanly!”
“Raaahhh!”

The trainees, energized by the prospect of successfully completing their first battle, drew upon every ounce of aura and swung their blades.

Slash!

I lightly cut down the Orcs around me and returned to Kanbar’s side. I unfolded a barrier so no one could hear, then called to him.

“About what you said earlier regarding the Goblin King.”
“Ah, yes.”

Kanbar bowed his waist as he answered.

“Has anything like jewels or treasure ever emerged from the Mountain after the Goblin King was slain?”
“Ah, well….”

Kanbar hesitated before answering, letting the silence stretch.

“Something did come out.”
“Yes. That’s correct. I shouldn’t deceive my benefactor. When I was young, the Village Chief excavated a crimson jewel from the Mountain Peak. I remember it clearly.”
“Where is it now?”
“As far as I know, it’s buried beneath the Village Chief’s house. Ever since then, the village has grown warmer. Most people don’t know about it.”
“Then….”

I bit my lip.

‘This changes everything….’

If Eden searches this place and fails to find the jewel, they will absolutely raid Sebu Village. Those madmen’s patience runs far too thin.

“We won!”
“First mission success!”
“Wooooooo!”

The trainees who had claimed the Mountain Peak and slaughtered the monsters erupted in triumphant cheers.

“Hmph!”

Burren Zigheart looked at me with his sword in hand, his expression declaring that he had successfully completed the role I’d given him.

“….”

Raon didn’t answer Burren’s gaze and narrowed his eyes. His mind was too complicated.

“Whoa!”

Burren Zigheart let out a louder cheer than anyone else, as if he took that as acknowledgment.

Lunan Slion also nodded slightly, seemingly pleased with the victory.

“It’s noisy.”

Martha casually cleaned her ear as she glanced at me, as if it were nothing of consequence.

I watched the trainees cheering before turning my gaze toward Sebu Village below. The sight of smoke rising from the colorful rooftops only deepened my unease.

‘If those bastards discover that the magic stones aren’t on this mountain, but in the village instead….’

Nothing would remain of that village but ashes.

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The moment we returned to the village, a festival erupted.

With the belief that they wouldn’t need to worry about monsters for some time, the villagers’ faces bloomed with smiles.

“Thank you for your hard work.”
“We’re grateful!”

The Village Chief and the villagers bowed to each trainee one by one, offering their thanks.

“We simply did what was necessary.”

Burren Zigheart smiled pleasantly and waved his hand. His face shone as brightly as if a magical lamp had been lit, thanks to completing the mission flawlessly without a single casualty.

“Thank you for your efforts on behalf of our village.”

The Village Chief bowed to me as well, standing behind the others.

“This boy told me you were truly remarkable. Thank you for protecting us.”
“To be honest, I was a bit skeptical at first, but you possess truly exceptional swordsmanship.”

The Village Chief gestured toward Kanbar with a warm smile. Kanbar smiled in return.

“That’s not the case.”

I smiled calmly. The Village Chief and Kanbar thanked me once more before moving on to greet the other trainees.

“Sigh…”

Seeing the look in their eyes, my chest tightened with unease. I wanted to tell them the truth, but the entire village was under surveillance right now. One wrong move and we’d all be annihilated.

“Not feeling well?”

Lunan Slion sat down beside me, tilting her head with concern.

“Want some ice cream?”

She reached for that rectangular box she’d been hiding in her bosom.

“No thanks.”

I smiled and shook my head.

“I see.”

Lunan Slion put the box away with a disappointed expression. It seemed she’d wanted to share the joy of eating ice cream together.

Her innocent desire made me chuckle.

-What are you doing?! Why are you throwing away the chance to eat ice cream?!
‘This isn’t the time for that.’
-There’s nothing more important than ice cream! Call the girl back this instant!
‘Good grief.’

I forcibly stuffed Wrath back into the bracelet—he was even more excited than when I teased him.

“So.”

I looked up at the voice from the tree. Martha was perched above, holding an apple, peering down at me.

“Did things turn out the way you planned? I still don’t understand what you wanted.”
“I’m not entirely sure myself.”

I shook my head. There was nothing I could say now, and nothing worth saying.

“Don’t worry. No matter how things unfold, I’ll follow your orders until this mission is complete.”

Martha met my eyes once before heading downstairs.

“Everyone, move aside!”

She claimed the very center of the dining table where food was being laid out—a move entirely in character for her.

“Let’s go too.”

I rose to my feet and gestured to Lunan with a tilt of my chin.

“Sure.”

Lunan nodded and walked toward the dining table.

They had prepared thoroughly—an impressive array of delicious dishes lined the table. It seemed the villagers had truly gone out of their way.

“We have prepared plenty of food for all of you. Please, eat as much as you’d like!”
“Thank you!”
“Enjoy!”

At the Village Chief and villagers’ cheers, the trainees raised their hands and began devouring the food.

Sigh—

I exhaled softly. The laughter of the people, the aroma of the food—everything felt uncomfortable.

‘Tomorrow will be what matters.’

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The next morning.
Burren led the trainees out of Sebu Village. The villagers followed for over twenty minutes, waving their hands in farewell.

‘It seems to have gone well.’

Burren climbed the hill that overlooked the entire village, a faint smile playing across his lips.

‘Perfect.’

I had completely eliminated the monsters on Sebu Mountain, with no casualties or critically wounded. Only a handful of minor injuries had occurred, so it was fair to say I had completed the mission flawlessly for a first attempt.

I glanced back over my shoulder.
Raon walked with his gaze fixed on the ground, his expression lost in deep contemplation. He hadn’t asked for command authority again, simply following quietly behind me.

‘Of course he would be.’

My command had been flawless. It was a perfect operation, save for Martha beheading the orc shaman at the very end.

‘I don’t know what he was looking for, but he must be satisfied.’

Raon had handed me command authority, telling me to show him what it meant to be Zigheart. Whatever he had wanted, there would be no complaints from him.

“Quicken your pace!”

Burren and the trainees walked northward toward the Zigheart Territory, their chests swelling with profound satisfaction.

After more than five hours of walking, when the sun had descended slightly from its zenith, the quiet Raon Zigheart stepped forward to the front.

“Everyone, halt.”
“What suddenly—”

The moment Burren saw Raon’s eyes, his words died in his throat. His breath caught at the sight of those eyes burning a vivid crimson.

“The real mission begins now.”

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