The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 905

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Chapter 905

-No malice at all? That doesn’t make any sense….

Wrath snorted, then froze in place.

-Wait. Now that I think about it, there’s no demonic energy either….

His blue eyes trembled as he said that even the demonic energy he could normally sense had completely vanished.

‘Can he really not feel any demonic energy?’

I swallowed hard as I watched Wrath grasping at empty air.

-I am certain. Though I am in a spirit form and my senses are not normal, I would not fail to detect demonic energy.

Wrath nodded, speaking with absolute conviction.

‘Malice and demonic energy—negative forces like that should exist everywhere, right?’

I bit my lip slightly as I gazed up at Montiro’s clear sky.

-Not everywhere, but wherever humans gather.

Wrath shook his head slowly.

-You, being inhuman, would not understand. But humans are exceedingly complex creatures. They rejoice at obtaining a single gold coin, yet the moment they hear their neighbor received ten, that joy transforms into envy and rage.

He shook his head, calling them more troublesome than even demons or celestials.

-Because they are so complex, they exhale negative forces like malice and demonic energy with every breath, as naturally as animals shed fur. Of course, the amount is so infinitesimal that it causes no harm to anyone. But….

Wrath raised his round hand and struck the empty air.

-This land contains not even that tiniest trace of demonic energy. As long as humans are gathered here, this should be impossible.

He rolled his eyes, clearly convinced that some hidden mechanism must be at work.

‘I share the same thought.’

I nodded slightly, my gaze returning forward.

‘There hasn’t been a single place where I haven’t sensed deception.’

Ever since departing from Zigheart, I had been constantly operating Deception Detection, yet Montiro was the only place where I hadn’t sensed even the faintest trace of it.

Even in small villages with only a handful of residents, I could feel particles of deception, but here—not even those microscopic remnants existed.

‘Let me try once more.’

I activated Deception Detection again just to be certain, but no sinister energy emerged from anywhere. The world appeared to me as pristine and transparent as crystal-clear spring water at dawn.

-The True Demon King shares this assessment.

Wrath furrowed his brow deeply.

-I still sense no demonic energy. It’s as though it doesn’t exist at all.

He bit his lip, finding the situation far too strange.

‘Regardless of what’s happened or how…’

I tensed my fingertips as I watched the laughing, joyful people around us.

‘There’s no denying that something is wrong with this place.’

The words Sageomma had spoken before his death began to carry greater weight. Of course, the real investigation was only beginning.

“Are we almost there? I need to hurry and buy some things.”

Dorian stamped his feet impatiently, urging Lencia forward.

“It’s right there. The most expensive lodging is on the hill because of the view.”

Lencia, who was serving as our guide, smiled and pointed to a building perched on the hilltop. The white structure rose in the form of angular waves, and with its meticulous upkeep, it gleamed brilliantly—exuding an air of considerable luxury.

“Wow, that must be quite expensive, right?”

Crain, with a great sword slung across his shoulder, opened his mouth in astonishment.

“Then you’re staying at an inn?”

I nodded my chin, playing the role of a wealthy, arrogant wastrel.

“No, absolutely not! I must protect the Merchant Guild Master!”

Crain shook his head firmly, insisting it was out of the question.

“Please, let me go! I’m begging you!”

Dorian smacked his lips, apparently finding it more important to purchase goods than to stay in a luxury residence.

“Sigh….”

I struck the back of Dorian’s head and muttered for him to hurry up and go.

“You three are merchants, aren’t you?”

Lencia blinked her green eyes as she asked. Black hair and pale green eyes—she was cute now, but would likely grow into a striking beauty.

“Yeah. We scrape by picking up this and that to sell.”

I yawned and nodded in agreement.

“Young Master! The owner of a merchant guild shouldn’t speak like that! Show some pride!”

Dorian raised his clenched fist, urging me to demonstrate the bearing of a merchant.

“You keep it. Want me to pass it on to you?”

I waved my hand dismissively, saying I didn’t need such things.

“I, how could I possibly….”

Dorian’s lips trembled with burden, despite being the legitimate successor to Sepia, a major merchant guild.

“Then just follow quietly. Both of you.”

Raon gestured for Dorian and Crain to stay silent, shaking his head.

‘They’re cooperating better than I expected.’

Dorian was displaying such genuine sincerity that there was nothing to fault, and Crain was naturally playing the role of a somewhat scatterbrained escort. At this level, no one would suspect them regardless of who observed.

‘Still, I should remain cautious.’

This place was likely the inner sanctum of the Black Tower.

I steeled myself to be prepared for any situation that might arise, then followed Lencia up the hill.

“We’ve arrived!”

After walking for some time, Lencia stopped in her tracks and extended her small hand to the right.

“This is Montiro’s finest hotel, Valorence!”

She gestured enthusiastically as if she were the proprietor of the grand establishment. Of course, being so young, she only looked adorable doing so.

“You just need to enter through that entrance over there!”

Lencia pointed toward the hotel’s entrance and smiled brightly.

“Aren’t you coming in?”

I furrowed my brow as I looked at Lencia. Typically, children serving as guides would show the lodging to guests and receive a tip from the manager, so her standing idle seemed odd.

“Oh, I need to take care of the carriage.”

Lencia laughed while shaking the horse’s reins she held in her small hands.

“I see.”

I nodded and was about to enter the lodging first when the hotel’s doors opened, and an Elderly Gentleman in a gray suit walked out.

“Welcome to Valorence, which boasts the finest views in Montiro.

The Elderly Gentleman placed his hand over his heart and bowed deeply to me, Dorian, and Crain.

“I am Apel, the manager of Valorence.”

He straightened his posture and introduced himself.

“Cayden.”

I spoke the name of the Merchant Guild Master, who was currently in disguise.

“Pleased to meet you, Cayden.”

Despite my curt introduction, Apel showed no sign of discomfort and maintained his smile.

“Lencia. Did you bring these guests here?”

Apel nodded at Lencia, who was attempting to lead the carriage away from the hotel’s perimeter.

“Ah, yes!”

Lencia approached Apel with a cheerful laugh.

“Then you should have said so. You little thing.”

Apel patted Lencia’s head as if he had known her for a long time, and handed her a tip.

‘….’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Lencia smile brightly.

‘Her hand is trembling?’

Lencia’s hand, which she held behind her back, was shaking slightly.

‘Did she strain herself handling the carriage?’

She had gripped the reins from the entrance all the way up this hill, so her hand must have lost its strength.

-Tsk tsk. Assigning work to such a small child.

Wrath clicked his tongue in disapproval.

‘There’s no helping it. Right now, I’m not Raon Zigheart, but Cayden, a merchant of the Merchant Guild.’

I smacked my lips and shook my head. I could boast about money, but I couldn’t afford to be tender and caring.

‘Hmm….’

I watched Apel, the manager of Valorence, engage in warm conversation with Lencia, and I smacked my lips again.

‘I sense nothing from that man either.’

Someone operating a hotel of such massive scale would surely have connections to the underworld, yet from Apel, I detected neither magic nor demonic energy—not even an aura.
He was simply an ordinary old man.

“Please, come this way. I’ll show you to a room with an excellent view of the emerald sea.”

After finishing his conversation with Lencia, Apel gestured for me to follow.

“Not a room with a good view. The best room.”

I said money was no object and tossed a gold coin to Apel.

“Hehe, understood.”

Apel nodded as if to say not to worry, then slightly bent at the waist and opened the door for her himself.

I stepped through the door that Apel had opened and entered the hotel.

Beneath a ceiling that soared as high as a Cathedral, a magnificent chandelier hung grandly, pouring out brilliant sparks of light as if welcoming them.

“It’s definitely flashy…”

Raon slightly furrowed his brows as he looked around the hotel’s Inner Chamber, which was decorated as if the word “extravagance” itself had been written out and applied.

“Why does it look so dark?”

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“Hmm….”

I smacked my lips as I stepped out of the hotel.

‘Not bad at all.’

True to Montiro’s finest accommodations, Valorence had furnished the entire room with both elegance and immaculate cleanliness.

The crown jewel was the window overlooking the sea. An entire wall had been reinforced with tempered glass—the kind you could gaze upon all day without growing weary.

“Money really does have its perks.”

Crain smacked his lips, reluctant to leave the room.

“C-can we go to the Market now? There’s so much we need to buy!”

Dorian stammered like someone suffering from withdrawal, crying out that we needed supplies.

“Not yet.”

I pressed my hand firmly on Dorian’s trembling shoulder and shook my head.

“Let’s get a general overview first, then we’ll part ways.”
“That makes sense.”
“Ah….”

Crain nodded as if it were obvious, but Dorian let out a long sigh, clearly struggling to contain himself.

“So where would you like to go first? It’s still daytime, so we can visit anywhere.”

Lencia stepped forward with a bright smile.

-Food! We must eat first!

Wrath raised his hand enthusiastically, insisting we eat before anything else.

-Even a wealthy man wandering about hungry would look strange!

He raised his voice, urging her to shout for food quickly.

“Hmm….”

I observed Lencia’s hand as the trembling subsided, then nodded.

“Let’s eat first.”
“Understood! I’ll take you to a premium restaurant that specializes in seafood!”

Lencia, now understanding my preferences, took the lead down the hill, offering to guide me to an upscale establishment.

“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
“Yes….”

I tapped Dorian on the back of his neck and followed Lencia.

Not long after descending from Hotel Valorence, Lencia stopped in front of a restaurant with a blue sign near the beach.

“This is 【Seascape】, the finest establishment in Montiro for handling seafood!”

She spoke of how both the ingredients and the chef were the best, raising her thumb in approval.

“The finest, huh….”

I smacked my lips briefly and opened the restaurant door.

“Aren’t you coming in?”

Dorian tilted his head, looking at Lencia who sat perched beside the staircase.

“Pardon? I should wait out here.”

Lencia shook her head in return, as if questioning how she could possibly enter.

“You must be hungry.”
“Oh, I brought bread.”

She pulled bread from her blue backpack as if to assure him there was no need to worry.

“Master…”

Dorian glanced at me, his expression suggesting I should invite Lencia to join us for the meal.

“…”

I lowered my gaze and studied Lencia carefully.

“No, no! This place is really expensive! I can’t afford to eat somewhere like this!”

Lencia waved both hands frantically, insisting the prices were beyond what she could accept.

“Expensive?”

My brow furrowed deeply.

“Follow me. And don’t ever say something costs too much in front of me again.”

I clicked my tongue as if my pride had been wounded, snapping my fingers dismissively.

“Huh? Yes?”
“Come.”

I left the command to follow and entered the restaurant called “Seascape View.”

‘Dorian set this up well.’

If he had simply invited her out of kindness, I would have dismissed it, but since the conversation had shifted to a matter of money, feeding Lencia seemed only natural.

—Kyaaaah!

Wrath let out a deep exclamation of delight at the aroma of butter and seafood wafting from inside the restaurant.

—This is it! Such elegance befits the True Demon King!

He gestured for me to order every dish on the menu.

“Welcome!”

The Restaurant Owner, wearing a black vest, bowed respectfully.

“Ah, Lencia?”

He lifted his head and widened his eyes upon seeing Lencia.

“Did you bring this guest here?”
“Yes! They said they wanted to go to the finest restaurant!”

Lencia nodded with a radiant smile, just as she had when meeting the manager of Valorence.

“Is that so? There’s truly no one like you!”

The Restaurant Owner, moved with emotion, tossed a silver coin to Lencia while biting his lip slightly.

“Ah…”

Lencia dropped the bread she held in her hand as she reached to accept the tip.

“I’m… I’m so sorry.”

She immediately bowed her head and tried to pick up the bread and the tip, but her hands trembled with embarrassment as she fumbled and dropped the silver coin several times.

“Here.”

Dorian picked up the coin for her and handed it to Lencia.

“Thank you!”

Lencia smiled brightly as if her hands had never trembled and bowed her head.

“That makes four of us, including this child.”

I gestured to the Restaurant Owner to show us to our table.

“Lencia too? Ah, yes! Please follow me to the window seating!”

Since it was common to buy food for the child who served as a guide, the owner led us to our seats without hesitation.

“What will you be ordering?”
“Bring everything.”

I swept through every dish on the menu and tossed gold coins to the owner.

“I’ll have it ready right away!”

The Restaurant Owner bowed deeply and rushed to the Kitchen, as if afraid I might change my mind before the food arrived.

-You… you fool.

Wrath’s lips trembled in disbelief.

‘What? Did you discover something?’
-That’s not it! I’ve realized something far more important!
‘Something more important?’
-Yes! I’ve discovered that whenever you disguise yourself as a wealthy man, you order far more food than you can possibly eat! Why don’t you just keep that disguise on all the time?

He wasn’t detecting any deception or trickery—he was simply delighted by the situation, his elongated grin spreading wide across his face.

‘…’

I looked down at Wrath with eyes as cold as ice.

‘Once this is over, you’re getting the Nadine Bread treatment.’

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-Ahhhhh!

After finishing his meal, Wrath let out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

-This truly deserves to be called the finest dining establishment! The ingredients are fresh, and the preparation is flawless.

He patted his round belly contentedly, clearly satisfied with a meal he hadn’t enjoyed in ages.

“Let’s call it a night.”

I set down my empty glass and rose to my feet.

“Um, well….”

Lencia glanced around cautiously before lifting her head slightly.

“Would it be alright if I took the leftover food with me?”

She gestured toward the dishes she’d barely touched, her eyes searching for approval.

“Oh! Of course!”

Dorian nodded, gesturing for her to take it.

“It’s seafood, so it won’t taste good if you don’t eat it today, you know?”

Crain blinked as if asking if she was sure.

“Ah, I want to bring it to my younger siblings.”

Lencia laughed cheerfully, mentioning that she had siblings at home.

“Oh, you have siblings.”
“Then that’s fine. But leave the raw dishes—you might get an upset stomach.”

Dorian and Crain, moved by Lencia’s situation with her siblings, helped her pack the food themselves.

“….”

I watched the three of them for a moment, then settled the bill and left the restaurant.

-I thought you’d order fresh dishes for her?

Wrath shook his head in surprise.

‘This man wearing the shell of Caden doesn’t have that much kindness in him.’

I shrugged my shoulders.

‘Of course, if I’d motivated them with money, that would be different.’

I chuckled softly and descended to the Beach below the Dining Hall.

‘There’s no deception here either.’

Neither at the Dining Hall called “Sea’s View” that I’d visited moments ago, nor at the Beach and Sea where I now stood, could I sense any deception.

‘Whether it’s the Black Tower or something else, they’ve definitely installed some special Barrier or Artifact in this place.’

The problem now was how to find it.

‘What should I do….’

As I touched my temple and smacked my lips, Dorian and Crain approached from behind.

“The Sea is so clear. You can see right through it.”

Crain let out an exclamation of admiration at the Sea.

“Right? All of that could be used as merchandise, don’t you think?”

Dorian peered into the depths of the Sea and smacked his lips eagerly.

“You two….”

I let out a short sigh and waved my finger.

“Get to work. There’s no point in leaving you idle.”

It seemed best to send Dorian off first before he went mad.

“Yes! Understood!”
“Understood.”

Unlike Dorian, who answered eagerly, Crain simply nodded and left the Beach.

“Where will you go now?”

Lencia gripped the straps of her backpack tightly and nodded.

“Next, we should….”

It was just as Raon opened his mouth to speak, gazing at the gentle waves rolling onto the beach.

“Who is this?”

A black-haired middle-aged man, whom I had never seen before in my life, waved his hand as if delighted to see us.

“It has been a long time.”

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