The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 904

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Chapter 904

A small uninhabited island dotted sparsely with gray palm trees.

“Hmm….”

I descended onto the uninhabited island with my hair changed to blue, scanning the surroundings.

“Haven’t they arrived yet?”
“Yet?”

Burren Zigheart stopped in his tracks and tilted his head in confusion.

“Are we really meeting with Chamber here on this uninhabited island?”
“Here? Isn’t that too far?”

Martha lowered her brows, unable to comprehend the arrangement.

“Yes.”

I turned to face the questioning swordsmen and nodded.

“Since I don’t know how far the Black Tower’s reach extends across the mainland, we decided to meet at sea.”

There was no telling what magic or sorcery the Demon Lords might have woven around Montiro, making it unwise to meet on nearby land.

“A wise choice indeed.”

Karun stroked his chin with a calm gaze.

“No matter how cautious the Black Tower is, they wouldn’t extend their reach to this uninhabited island.”

With mages at our disposal, establishing a temporary base here, far removed from Montiro, seemed like a sound decision.

“Right. Same thought….”

Lunan Slion, seemingly unafraid, stood beside Karun and nodded in agreement with the same posture.

“….”

Karun glanced at Lunan Slion, but she stared back at him with an expression that said “so what?”

“Thank you for understanding.”

I expressed my gratitude just as wrinkles were about to form on Karun’s forehead. Though this was my first time working alongside him, strangely enough, it felt as though we had synchronized our movements for a long time.

“Let’s establish our position before Chamber arrives…hm?”

I stopped in my tracks as I walked through the thicket, which towered as tall as a man, attempting to venture deeper into the Uninhabited Island.

‘Something is here.’

Sensing that the mana flow within the Uninhabited Island was abnormal, I immediately turned around.

“Everyone, fall back!”

I warned the swordsmen following me and attempted to flee, but the space fragmented as if I were gazing through a kaleidoscope, and my hands and legs became bound within the fractured crevices, unable to move.

‘Is this magic?’

Without panicking, I summoned Manhwagong. With flames that purified all things, I burned away the mana binding my hands and feet.

Ching, ching, ching!

I drew my sword with my freed right hand. Just as I was about to sever the barrier itself that divided space, a witch’s hat suddenly popped out from within the fractured gap.

“Wait! Don’t do it!”

Chamber, who had been hiding inside the witch’s hat, revealed her face and waved both hands frantically.

“I worked so hard to create this! It’s a joke! A joke!”

She cried out for me to lower my sword and shook her head.

“…I was joking as well.”

I lowered my sword with a thin smile.

“Did you know?”
“I could smell Chamber’s scent in the magic.”

At first, I hadn’t noticed, but when I saw the space tearing apart, I realized it was Chamber’s magic. Truth be told, if I’d set my mind to it, I could have split the space immediately, but I simply played around a bit while waiting for her to emerge.

-Hmph. Good thing, then.

Wrath snorted as he looked at me.

-The one who devoured the flesh and blood of the True Demon King nearly struck the ground thinking he’d fallen into a simple trap.

He furrowed his brow, displeased either way.

‘I didn’t exactly devour his flesh and blood.’
-To the True Demon King, it was far worse than that!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, insisting it was even more severe.

‘Y-yes, that’s right…’

If I said anything else here, I felt like he’d actually bite me, so I simply accepted it.

“Now I’m too scared to even joke around.”

Chamber smiled faintly and snapped her fingers, and the space that had been splitting into yellow returned to its original state as the Uninhabited Island.

“Organization Master! What’s going on…?”
“Huh?”
“Chamber!”

Burren, Lunan, and Martha, who had been standing right before the barrier, widened their eyes upon seeing Chamber.

“We greet the Grand Mage of Yeongwha.”

Karun, having anticipated this to some degree, showed no surprise and bowed respectfully to Chamber. His power seemed to be growing as rapidly as my own.

“Karun?”

Chamber exhaled in apparent astonishment.

“So you’re the person that uncle said would be a good match for Raon?”
“A good match, you say….”

Karun’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if displeased by the remark.

“I respect the Head of House, but I don’t think that’s quite right.”

He bit his lip, calling it a misunderstanding.

“I share that sentiment. It seems there’s been some confusion.”

Raon shook his head with the exact same expression as Karun.

“From what I’ve seen directly, you two seem to get along quite well.”

Burren chuckled, saying that Raon and Karun had good chemistry together.

“What nonsense!”
“That’s not it at all!”

Before Burren could finish, Raon and Karun stamped their feet and frowned in unison.

“I see.”

Chamber smiled faintly, as if she understood what was happening.

“Come inside first. We’ll talk in there.”

As she snapped her fingers, the space filled with thickets vanished, revealing luxurious tents and magical equipment. The mages of Valcar had taken their positions within and were making preparations of some kind.

“This is….”
“I came early and set up a barrier.”

Chamber popped a red candy into her mouth and gestured with her chin.

“Is this a barrier to prevent intrusion?”

Raon stepped inside the barrier Chamber had created and shifted his gaze.

“Of course. I’ve ensured that the mana and aura blooming within this space don’t leak outside. And on top of that….”

Chamber snapped her fingers, and a blue window materialized, displaying people playing on the beach.

“I’ve also added a device that lets us view images from Montiro.”
“Huh….”

I exhaled softly as I gazed at the blue window showing Montiro. I hadn’t expected Chamber to arrive first and make preparations to this extent. She truly seemed determined to capture the Black Tower.

“Though for now, there are only three of them.”
“Three of them….”
“The Black Market provided agents. They’re transmitting those images from artifacts they’re carrying.”

Chamber pointed to a jewelry box on the table with her finger. It contained accessories—necklaces, rings, badges, bracelets—yet I felt no trace of mana from them.

“I made them all in different forms so they wouldn’t arouse suspicion. That was the most difficult part.”

She sighed, as if it hadn’t been an easy task.

“So if we equip those and enter Montiro….”
“Right. Dozens of images like this will activate here, making the search far easier.”

Chamber shrugged as if asking what I thought.

“I’m grateful for such thorough preparations.”

I bowed to Chamber. I had asked for her help, but I hadn’t expected her to complete everything so quickly.

“It’s an imaging artifact I’ve been researching for a while, so I just mass-produced it quickly.”

Chamber waved her hand dismissively, as if it wasn’t that impressive.

“That’s not all. I wanted to express my gratitude for trusting us and sharing this information.”

These artifacts must be secrets kept within Valcar, yet she trusted us enough to reveal the information. I was genuinely grateful for that.

“No, really….”

Chamber turned her head slightly, looking embarrassed.

“Then, have you perhaps ventured into Montiro?”

I set down the bracelet Chamber had crafted and narrowed my eyes.

“I visited briefly before coming here.”

Chamber lowered her lollipop and nodded.

“I examined it from beneath the sea, but I didn’t detect anything particularly unusual.”

She smacked her lips, noting that she sensed neither demonic energy nor deception.

“I see….”

I bit my lip thinly.

‘Then this will be more difficult than I thought….’

Even accounting for the distance, if Chamber—who ranked among the highest of transcendents—could not sense it, finding it myself would prove nearly impossible.

‘That’s probably why Roen couldn’t find it either.’

I exhaled briefly and approached Chamber.

“Did you perhaps create that as well?”
“Of course I did.”

Chamber produced a yellow round candy from her bosom as if she had been waiting for this question.

“If you consume this, the mana in your dantian will scatter, making detection impossible through barriers or artifacts.”

She shook her head, explaining that she had improved upon an ancient medicine, and even the Black Tower’s barriers would struggle to detect you.

“What should I do when I need to use mana?”
“You can use the Aura Cultivation Method. However, after that, the candy’s effect will wear off and you’ll be detected.”

Chamber wagged her finger, cautioning that mana should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

“Thank you.”

I lowered my head and accepted the candy Chamber offered me.

“It’s lemon flavored.”
“Pardon?”
“That candy is lemon flavored.”

Chamber smiled softly, saying she had considered the flavor since it was candy.

-Lemon flavored?

Wrath’s eyes widened as he stuck out his tongue.

-The True Demon King loves lemon too! Taste it at once!

He extended his tongue eagerly, as if his mouth were watering.

“So that candy is the secret method you mentioned.”

Karun nodded calmly, as if he had anticipated this as well.

“Yes. With this, we should be able to evade detection barriers that sense aura, as well as artifacts.”

Unlike myself and Karun, the Gale Wind Hall swordsmen could not avoid the barrier’s detection, so they absolutely had to consume this candy before entering Montiro.

“Bring more candy!”

As Chamber gestured, a young woman in a Robe Organization robe—someone whose face I recognized—approached with a basket of candy. It was Princess Jeina of Valcar.

“Oh, it’s been a while… I mean, it has been.”

Princess Jeina furrowed her brow, clearly not having forgotten what had happened to her, yet she spoke in formal language.

-If you forget that, are you even human? You’d be a frog.

Wrath nodded as if it were obvious.

“How did you come to be here?”
“The Black Tower insulted our kingdom… it is. As a princess, it is only natural that I take action… isn’t it.”

Princess Jeina clenched her fist with eyes that had grown deeper than before, as if it were only natural for her to come here as a princess. It was a far cry from the days when she could only run away.

“Is that so.”

I felt that Princess Jeina had changed somewhat as well, and I accepted the candy basket she had given me.

“You’re not planning to have everyone enter all at once, are you?”

Chamber shook her head in disbelief.

“No. Of course we plan to enter in sequence.”

If all of us entered Montiro at once, it would inevitably raise suspicion, so we had to decide who would go in first.

“I’d be looking forward to my swimsuit, but I can’t go.”

Chamber sighed and waved her hand.

“If that Black Tower Master drags me away, everything ends.”

She lowered one eyebrow, saying it would be difficult to fight in the inner chamber that the Black Tower Master had created.

“Of course I understand. I’m not particularly curious about the swimsuit anyway.”

Since only Chamber could face the Black Tower Master, the best approach was for her to act after we discovered the location of the Black Tower.

“Hmph! You don’t understand the charm of a mature woman.”

Chamber snorted as if she were sulking.

“How about I enter first, and the Organization Master comes in around the end?”
“That sounds good.”

Karun stroked his chin, saying he would be training the inspectors here.

“Then who should….”
“It’s a resort and a beach. Wouldn’t disguising ourselves as lovers be the best approach?”

Chamber looked at the women beside me, suggesting we go as lovers.

“Huh? Now you’re not being cheeky anymore? Did you come to your senses? Is this an act?”

Martha was picking a fight with Princess Jeina.

“G-gee….”

Lunan Slion poked at the hermit crab scuttling across the ground, blinking his eyes.

“…That won’t work.”

Chamber shook her head, saying we’d get caught the moment we left.

“Yes. That does seem difficult….”

I smacked my lips and looked over the swordsmen one by one.

“Wow! This herb is Paron—it’s rare to find on the Continent! So it was here! Supplies!”

Dorian, oblivious to the situation around him, was plucking plants and grass, stuffing them into his bag pouch.

“There he is.”

I chuckled and pointed at Dorian.

“The real deal, not an act.”

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Crunch, crunch, crunch.

A small cargo wagon rolled along a dirt path embedded with golden sand grains.

Three people rode inside the wagon—a blue-haired youth yawned while sitting deep within, a brown-haired youth counted while checking the cargo, and a red-haired youth held a large sword beside him as he drove the wagon, appearing to be a mercenary.

“I can understand becoming a third-rate mercenary….”

Crain, disguised as a mercenary, turned slightly and let out a sigh.

“Why did the Organization Master become the Merchant Guild Master instead of leaving the Shopping District’s successor in charge?”

He shook his head while watching Dorian, who was laughing as he counted the items.

“I can’t exactly carry the luggage myself.”

Raon, disguised as the young master of the Merchant Guild, tilted his chin.

“Heh….”

Crain exhaled in exasperation as if it were absurd.

“Hey! Say something too! Are you satisfied being a porter when you’re supposed to be the Merchant Guild’s successor?”

He grabbed Dorian’s head and shook it.

“I’m fine with it. I’m curious what kind of supplies they have there.”

Dorian chuckled, seemingly satisfied with the opportunity to purchase goods in Montiro. He appeared to have come here as a genuine merchant rather than on a mission.

“Goodness!”
“Enough. Focus now. We’ll see the signpost pointing to Montiro soon.”

Even though Montiro was still quite a distance away, Raon cautioned the two of them and continued his act as a carefree merchant.

“Ugh….”

Crain had something he wanted to say, but shook his head as if resigned and drove the carriage forward.

“Yawn….”

Raon leaned his back against the luggage piled on the carriage and let out a long yawn.

-How intriguing.

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he observed me.

-You rarely see him sitting down, but when he does, he’s damn good at it. Your acting has soul in it.
‘I’ve seen a lot of it.’
-Ah, it’s because of that ear bastard.

He chuckled softly as if recalling Rimer.

-So he’s a mentor in many ways, it seems.
‘That’s right.’

Raon nodded with a faint smile. Simply mimicking what Rimer had done would make even a first-rate wastrel look foolish.

‘But will I be able to find it?’

Thanks to consistently using fraud detection on the way here, my rank had risen, but I wasn’t confident that with just a 3-star rating I could locate the Black Tower.

-What if you can’t find it? Go there, eat all the seafood you want, and come back. Isn’t that a life well-lived?

Wrath waved his hand, suggesting they just enjoy the culinary delights.

‘That might be a life well-lived, but not life itself.’

The funds and manpower invested in this mission were astronomical. Even if I couldn’t find the Black Tower itself, I had to at least uncover a clue that could lead me there.

-But still, in the end, eating is what remains! Fish! Lobster! Shrimp! Seaweed! Clams!

As I listened to Wrath list the foods he wanted to eat, the silhouette of Montiro gradually began to appear.

“It’s Montiro! And beyond that is… the sea!”

Crain began acting like a mercenary, shouting about the sea with a bright expression on his face.

“The sea. The supplies we can obtain there are seafood, water-attribute stones, and….”

Dorian recited the items they needed to purchase, whether acting or serious. This time, he seemed to be acting even better than I was.

“Hmm….”

Raon narrowed his eyes as Montiro drew closer.

‘I don’t sense any barrier or demonic energy, at least.’

Despite standing right before Montiro as Chamber had said, I felt no malevolent aura.

‘What about you?’

I smacked my lips briefly and turned to look at Wrath.

-I sense nothing as an aura, but…

Wrath swept his gaze across Montiro, baring his white teeth.

-My mood is foul.
‘Your mood is foul?’
-Indeed. It seems there’s something that provokes the True Demon King’s wrath.

He shook his jaw, admitting he didn’t fully understand it himself.

‘A Demon Lord’s instinct, then…’

Wrath had always prioritized instinct over theory. If he spoke like that, it was certain that something foul was hidden here, whether it was the Black Tower or not.

“Ah, my rear was killing me. I almost died back there. Let’s hurry inside.”

I stepped down from the carriage, speaking in the casual tone of a dissolute nobleman.

“Yes, sir!”
“Understood!”

Dorian descended with a smirk, and Crain drove the carriage up to the Main Gate of Montiro with a smile.

“Please present your identification badge.”

I handed over the forged identification badge I was currently using to the guard blocking Montiro’s Main Gate.

‘This part is flawless.’

My current identity, along with Dorian and Crain, was a small merchant company directly operated by the Black Market, so there was no reason for suspicion.

“Is your purpose here for commerce?”
“Yes!”

Dorian naturally nodded, saying he had come to purchase goods.

“Well, killing two birds with one stone.”

I shook my head slightly, exuding the air of a leisured nobleman.

“Very well, you may pass. Time is gold in Montiro. I hope you enjoy your visit.”

The guard welcomed us and opened the gate.

“Much obliged.”

I waved my hand lightly and entered Montiro with the carriage. The moment we stepped inside, I felt the atmosphere shift dramatically.

Men with bare chests and women displaying their legs freely walked the streets together, while taverns poured forth music of various hues. It was immediately clear this was a place designed for indulgence.

“Welcome!”

As I, Crain, and Dorian surveyed Montiro’s atmosphere, a Charm Girl holding a sea-flower necklace approached us.

“Is this your first time in Montiro?”

The Charm Girl smiled brightly as she handed each of us a necklace made of sea-flowers.

“Then?”

I nodded with a slightly arrogant gaze.

“Then you’ll need a guide! This place is much larger and more complicated than you’d think!”

The Charm Girl tapped her chest, insisting that no one knew Montiro better than she did.

-What is this little one?

Wrath’s eyes narrowed as he observed the child.

‘Just a little guide you find in any tourist destination. They show people around and earn money.’
-I’ve seen kids like this before. They work hard to survive.

He nodded approvingly, his chin tilting upward.

“You know the area well? Do you know places like the Gambling House or the Arena?”

I pretended to have an interest in entertainment and smacked my lips.

“Of course! I even know people at the Casino!”

The Charm Girl raised her hand, insisting she could get us in right away.

“What’s your name?”
“It’s Lencia!”
“Good. I’ll leave it to you.”

I nodded and tossed a silver coin to Lencia.

“Wow! Thank you!”

Lencia clutched the silver coin she received as if it were precious.

“So where would you like to go first?”
“The Beach!”
-The Dining Hall!
“The Market!”

Crain, Wrath, and Dorian each stated what they wanted, then glared at one another.

“First, let’s drop off our luggage. It’s annoying to carry around.”

I sighed briefly and pointed to the carriage behind us.

“Yes! I’ll guide you to the most affordable lodging!”
“Not the most affordable—the most expensive.”
“Ah, yes!”

Lencia’s eyes sparkled as if she’d just caught a big fish, and she grabbed the horse’s reins to begin guiding us.

‘Hmm….’

I followed behind Lencia, lowering my gaze slightly.

‘As expected, I can’t sense any demonic energy.’

Just as Roen’s intelligence had indicated, I couldn’t detect even a trace of the demons’ aura from within Montiro.

‘Then….’

On a whim, I activated my three-star Fraud Detection.

“Huh…?”

A low gasp escaped my lips before I could stop myself.

“Is something wrong?”

Lencia turned her head, asking what had happened.

“Nothing. I just tripped on the ground.”

I tapped the ground with my foot and clicked my tongue.

“Ah, please be careful. There’s a lot of sand and rocks on the ground.”

Lencia chuckled softly, mentioning that she often stumbled as well.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

I twisted my expression as I looked down at the ground.

-What are you doing?

Wrath furrowed his brow, unable to understand.

‘You said demonic and fraudulent energy exist wherever there are people, right?’
-Indeed. As long as humans exist, negative energy exists alongside them. Of course, even the True Demon King finds it difficult to properly sense such a minuscule amount, so it accomplishes nothing.

He clenched his jaw as if asking why I was questioning something he’d already explained.

‘But in this place….’

I bit my lip as I gazed down the Main Street embedded with grains of sand.

‘Deception doesn’t exist at all.’

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