The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 907

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Chapter 907

‘Did you see it? No, did you feel it?’

I called out to Wrath as I observed Lencia’s trembling hands.

-Yes. I felt it.

Wrath’s blue eyes narrowed deeply.

-It was certainly anger.

He nodded, saying that anger had blazed within Lencia’s soul.

‘Anger mixed with resentment and fear.’

Lencia trembled so subtly whenever she encountered certain adults that it was barely perceptible. Children naturally feared adults, so I had simply noted it, but moments ago she had revealed not mere fear, but anger and resentment. It meant there was a definite problem.
Children are naturally afraid of adults, so I just made a mental note of it, but a moment ago, she showed not just simple fear, but anger and resentment. It meant there was definitely a problem.

“It’s gone.”

The anger that had bloomed from Lencia was erased in an instant, as if it had never existed from the beginning.

It’s not a natural phenomenon.

Wrath shook his head with a cold, piercing gaze.

This land has swallowed up the anger.

He frowned while looking at the floor and ceiling.

I felt it too.

Raon bit his lip thinly.

“Now I’m certain.”

Within Montiro existed something that devoured human deception, magical energy, and even negative emotions themselves.

‘Now I can summon that person.’

With Sageomma’s information confirmed, it seemed I needed to call upon those necessary for this task and request their assistance.

“Are you listening to what I’m saying?”

The man called Felix approached me and lowered his gaze. Since his height far exceeded two meters, I had no choice but to look up at him.

“I-I’m so sorry!”

Lencia bowed her head to Felix, apologizing for her mistake.

“You’ve done nothing wrong, Lencia.”

Felix gently pushed Lencia away, his eyes narrowed with displeasure.

“Ugh….”

The moment Felix’s hand touched her, Lencia trembled, her shoulders quivering.

“Who are you?”

I tilted my chin at Felix, indicating I had no idea who he was.

“I am Felix, commander of the Hocangdae.”

Though Felix was clearly angry, his demeanor remained courteous.

“Are you one of those five heroes?”

I chuckled lightly and nodded.

“I’m no hero—merely the garrison commander of this city.”

Felix shook his head, denying he deserved such a title.

“Let me ask again. Why did you bring Lencia to this place? Surely you know this is somewhere someone her age shouldn’t be.”

He furrowed his brow as if wondering what I was thinking.

“Hmm….”

I savored the roar of the crowd echoing from the Arena, smacking my lips.

“Well, you’re not wrong. I haven’t been paying enough attention to a moody girl.”

I apologized and flicked a silver coin toward Lencia.

“Ah, ah….”

Lencia blinked rapidly and caught the coin suspended in midair in one smooth motion.

“Stay here.”
“Um, are you really sure about this?”

She blinked her eyes quickly, concern evident on her face.

“This hero here will show you around the Arena instead.”

I chuckled and tossed a gold coin to Felix.

“…Very well.”

Felix nodded calmly, perhaps because of what he had said earlier.

“However, I don’t need this.”

He returned the gold coin he had caught and headed toward the Arena’s entrance.

“Do as you wish.”

I told Lencia to wait at the Church, then followed Felix inside.

‘Strong, but nothing particularly special about him.’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Felix’s back.

‘Master-class level warrior. That’s all there is to it.’

Like Kallop, Felix was strong for his age, but that was the extent of it. His impressive stature seemed more noteworthy than his combat prowess or temperament.

However, I couldn’t judge based on appearances alone. Given Lencia’s reaction, this man named Felix was clearly no ordinary human.

-Should we really leave him be like that?

Wrath’s eyes narrowed with concern for Lencia.

‘I can’t afford to fixate on this. It’ll only invite suspicion.’

My concern for Lencia was genuine, but if I followed her out of here, suspicion would inevitably follow. For now, the best course was to appear as though I was simply enjoying the Arena.

“This is the Arena.”

Felix stood in the circular spectator stands and pointed down to the sand beach three floors below. The sand was stained red, likely from the blood of the fighters.

“The betting counter is over there. There probably won’t be any limit on the amount.”

Felix gestured toward the crowded window and explained that I could wager as much as I wanted.

“No betting limit? I like that.”

That was when my lips curved upward.

Screeeech!

The blood-soaked iron gate opened, and a towering giant with muscles like armor and a young man of smaller stature but solid build entered the Arena. Since this was a battle of pure physical force, both fighters had suppressed their auras.
Both had their auras completely concealed.

“I’m afraid you can’t place bets now.”

Felix shook his head, explaining that once the Arena gates opened, betting was no longer allowed.

“Let’s just watch for now.”

I leaned my upper body over the railing with a hint of disappointment.

“But Hero, do you gamble too? It doesn’t seem to suit your image at all.”

I turned my gaze toward Felix and tilted my chin.

“A friend visits this place frequently, so I’ve come to know about it whether I wanted to or not.”

As Felix spoke of his friend, he pointed to a short warrior in the Arena.

“I see what you mean.”

The short warrior currently in the Arena seemed to be one of the martial masters protecting Montiro, just like Felix and Kallop.

“Then I shall take my leave….”

Felix bowed his head as if to depart.

“Your friend is fighting—aren’t you going to watch?”
“The outcome is already decided, so there’s no need to watch.”

With those words, he left the Arena.

“How dull.”

It was just as I snorted while watching Felix’s back.

Woooooah!

Hearing the screams and cheers of the crowd and glancing at the Arena, Felix’s friend—the warrior—had reduced his giant opponent to a pulp and was raising both fists in victory.

“Already?”

I feigned surprise, rolling my eyes to scan the entire Arena.

‘Blood is spilling in the Arena, and people are losing money….’

Yet no magical or demonic energy emerges.

-This makes no sense. As the True Demon King and you have witnessed….

Wrath looked down at the ground, twisting his lips.

-This place is absorbing negative energy.

He shook his head with certainty.

-At this scale, they’re likely consuming massive sacrifices.

Wrath furrowed his brow, finding the mere thought horrifying.

‘That would make sense.’
“Kaiden?”

As I nodded at Wrath’s words, a red-haired man with sharp features approached from the right. It was Burren, who had infiltrated in disguise as a thug.

“Is something wrong?”

He tilted his head, having apparently seen me with Felix earlier.

“No, nothing serious.”
I shook my head at Burren and sent him an aura message using the Upper Dantian technique.

[Listen first, then relay this to the Black Market agents. This Montiro is….]

Since Sageomma’s information had been confirmed, I transmitted everything I’d discovered so far to him.

The Arena was loud and crowded, so even if the Black Tower was formidable, it would be impossible for them to intercept a transcendent-grade aura message here.

“Ah, so you just came to watch?”

Burren maintained a natural performance, engaging in ordinary conversation while hearing this shocking information.

[And one more thing. There’s someone I need you to call. She is….]

I spoke the name of the person requesting assistance, my grip tightening.

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I left the Arena after watching the final match, having lost and won money throughout the day.

“Hmm.”

Lencia sat in a chair at the Church, knitting. The different color suggested she was making new clothes.

“Is knitting a hobby of yours?”

I sat down beside Lencia and shook my head.

“When did you arrive?”

Lencia laughed softly and lowered the garment she’d been knitting.

“Just now.”
“Did you enjoy the Arena?”
“I did. I got completely cleaned out, actually.”

I pulled out my empty pockets, saying I’d lost all my money.

“Oh….”

Lencia blinked, looking flustered.

“It was just today’s spending money anyway. Don’t worry about it. I still have money for you.”

I waved my hand, telling her not to be concerned.

“No, that’s not what I meant….”

Lencia said that wasn’t why she was asking, and licked her dry lips.

“But you haven’t eaten the candy I bought you. Why are your lips so dry?”
“I’m saving it to eat with my siblings.”

She smiled faintly, saying she was keeping it to share with her siblings when she returned home.

‘Now that I think about it, I’ve done this before—wrapping up food because I wanted to give it to my siblings.’

Lencia had packaged food to take with her even when she visited a seafood restaurant, eager to feed her siblings.
Seeing that the clothes she was wearing now belonged to her siblings suggested she held her family in exceptionally high regard.

“Hmm….”

I nodded while observing Lencia’s emerald eyes.

“I’m bored. Why don’t we visit your home?”
“Huh…?”

Lencia’s eyes widened as if she hadn’t considered it at all.

“My… my home?”
“Yeah. I’d like to see the siblings you care for so much.”
“Why would you suddenly want to visit our home….”
“I lost money, and life feels a bit hollow now.”

I explained that the stimulation had been too intense, and I wanted to settle down a little.

“Oh, um….”

Lencia seemed conflicted, studying me carefully before nodding.

“Understood. Then right away—”
“No, it’s evening, so we should buy something for the kids to eat. How many siblings do you have?”

I let out a small exclamation internally and retrieved a gold coin from my shirt pocket.

“Four of them.”

Lencia held up four fingers.

“Four? That’s more than I expected.”
“Ah, they’re not my biological siblings.”

Lencia spoke with an affectionate tone that seemed even warmer than if they were blood relatives, offering a faint smile. Her circumstances appeared to be somewhat more complex than I’d initially thought.

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A shantytown on the western outskirts of Montiro.

“Here we are.”

Lencia pushed open the door to a modest house—worn but meticulously maintained—and stepped inside.

“Big sister!”
“Sister!”

Four children, appearing to be between five and eight years old, rushed toward Lencia in unison.

“Why are you so late…oh?”

The children’s eyes widened in surprise as they caught sight of Raon standing behind Lencia.

“Uh…uh…”
“Ah…”

Despite having seen him arrive with their sister, the children trembled with an inexplicable fear, their lips quivering.

“He’s not a bad person.”

Lencia shook her head with a gentle smile.

“He’s a guest I’m currently serving. A good man.”

All the tips he’d consistently given her, the meals and snacks he’d bought for her siblings—it was only fitting that she introduce him as someone good.

“He bought us pastries yesterday, and he’s even purchased your dinner for tonight.”

Lencia’s smile deepened as she set the seafood dishes she’d just purchased onto the table, one corner of which was badly chipped.

“Wow! Shrimp and lobster!”
“There’s sashimi too!”
“This looks delicious….”

As children living by the beach, they seemed to enjoy not just shrimp and lobster, but sashimi as well.

However, the children didn’t touch the oysters. They appeared to dislike them because of the fishy taste.

“Did this mister give you the snacks yesterday too?”

A girl who appeared to be around five years old blinked her large eyes and grabbed Lencia’s pants.

“That’s right.”

Lencia nodded with a smile.

“Thank you.”

The child spoke her gratitude with a lisp, as if she had lost some teeth.

“Th-thank you.”
“We’ll eat well.”

The other three children bowed their heads while expressing their thanks.

“Go ahead and enjoy your meal.”

I waved my hand dismissively, accepting the children’s gratitude.

‘Hmm….’

Sitting in the chair, I surveyed the home that lay before me.

‘Worn, but clean.’

Despite its age, the interior was tidy—Lencia had maintained it well. As I’d initially suspected, it seemed she was raising the children alone without their parents.
It seemed that Lencia was taking care of the children alone without parents, just as Dun had initially expected.

“The children don’t sense anything unusual either… huh?”

The youngest child’s upper garment was identical to the one Lencia had been wearing until recently. It seemed she was truly making clothes for her younger siblings.

-What an admirable girl.

Wrath, noticing this as well, approached from behind Lencia as she tended to her siblings’ meals and gently stroked her hair.

‘Indeed.’

I nodded heavily.

‘At an age where it’s already difficult to take care of oneself.’

Lencia was only fifteen years old, yet she worked as a guide, managed the household, cared for the children, and even knitted clothes for them.
She seemed more mature than several of the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen.

“Aren’t you going to eat, mister?”

The youngest child wiggled his hand, inviting me to join them.

“I’m already full.”

I chuckled and shook my head.

“I’ve eaten quite a bit of money, you see.”
“You can eat money?”
“You’ll understand when you grow up.”

Watching the children eat so deliciously, I felt strangely full despite not having eaten anything.

“Well, you’re living well. My mind is at ease now, so I should be going.”

I said my mood had improved and rose from the chair.

“Oh, let me see you out!”

After feeding the youngest child, Lencia rose to follow me.

“It’s fine. I know the way well enough now.”

I told them to look after the children, then opened the door and stepped outside.

“Th-thank you so much!”

Lencia bowed her head, expressing her gratitude.

“Go on inside.”

I waved to Lencia before turning away.

I didn’t want to touch that place.

I left the darkened Alley with my lips pressed firmly together.

I’d have to find another way somehow.

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Tsk.

I clicked my tongue as I watched people surfing in the emerald waters.

I hadn’t found anything in the end.

A week had passed since I intensified the search, convinced that Montiro was either the Black Tower’s headquarters or a factory, yet no one had uncovered this place’s secrets.

I still sensed no demonic energy or deceptive aura, and the Black Tower’s demons were nowhere to be found.

The longer the search dragged on, the more they too could come under suspicion, so they had to make a decision now.

“Sigh.”

I exhaled softly and turned my gaze to the right.

“Earthworm. Earthworm…”

Lunan, disguised as an innocent female tourist, blinked her eyes while following a worm crawling across the beach.

“Ugh, how disgusting! Don’t pick up things like that!”

Martha, wearing the image of a mature woman, struck Lunan’s back and shouted.

The two had entered Montiro as friends, and they seemed to have grown even closer than before.

“Did you buy everything?”

I gestured with my chin toward Dorian sitting beside me and asked.

“Yes! Thanks to the Merchant Guild Master giving us time, we got everything.”

Dorian nodded confidently, saying he had sold what needed to be sold and bought what needed to be bought.

“I’ve completed my tasks as well.”

Crain clasped his hands together in front of him, indicating he had finished what he needed to do.

“Oh….”

Lencia’s eyes widened as she realized we were ready to depart.

“A-are you leaving now?”
“A merchant can’t stay in one place forever.”

I smiled thinly, saying it was time to go.

“Ah….”

Perhaps because she had grown attached during our time here, a faint tremor appeared in Lencia’s eyes.

“But before that….”

Watching her wavering gaze, I drew the water energy spreading across the beach and created a soundproof barrier.

“I have something I want to ask you.”
“Please, ask away! I’ll answer anything!”

Lencia nodded decisively, as if this were her final point.

“You said before that Montiro was a place filled only with happiness.”
“…Did I?”

She blinked at the unexpected remark.

“I don’t think so.”

I shook my head calmly.

“No person, no place can always be happy. That’s merely a dream. Or perhaps a nightmare.”
“Hmm….”

Lencia’s eyelids trembled slightly in silence.

“I’m rather perceptive, you see.”
-Huh…?

I pushed aside Wrath’s confused interjection and continued.

“Every time you meet the adults here—especially those with names—your hands tremble.”

I slowly turned my gaze toward Lencia.

“Ah….”

Lencia swallowed hard, looking at her own hands as if she hadn’t even realized it herself.

“Are the adults perhaps mistreating you?”
“No, no! That’s not it!”

She waved her hands frantically, insisting it wasn’t the case.

“It’s just nerves, I’m sure. Really….”

Since Lencia would clam up if I pressed further, I decided to shift toward something that might draw her out emotionally, bringing up my own past.

“Though I live like a carefree wanderer now, my childhood wasn’t easy either. I struggled quite a bit, always watching the adults’ faces.”

I bit my lip as memories from my past life and present life flooded through my mind.

“That’s why I can tell just by looking at your eyes. You’re not in a good situation.”
“….”

Lencia’s shoulders trembled as she gripped the knitting needles tightly.

“If you’re experiencing something frightening here, tell me now. As I said, I have enough money to take care of you and your siblings.”

If I could take Lencia away from this place, I might find answers. Even if she refused to leave, I could at least grasp some clues. So I wagered my current identity on this gamble.

“Kayden….”

Lencia stared at me with vacant eyes. After a long silence, she slowly parted her dry lips.

“No! My siblings and I are living very happily. The adults have been helping us in many ways!”

Lencia shook her head, smiling only with her face just as she had when we first met.

“You were scared when you met that Felix person. I clearly saw it from behind, you know?”

I lowered my gaze as I mentioned Felix’s name.

“It’ll be hard to help you if it’s not now. I can’t stay here forever either.”

It wasn’t just about finding the Black Tower.
I wanted to help Lencia in some way—a girl who worked at such a young age yet cherished her siblings so dearly.

“When I was young, I was misbehaved and got scolded a lot. That’s why I find adults a bit frightening.”

Lencia said that was all and scratched the back of her head.

“Really, nothing is wrong. Please don’t worry. And don’t tell anyone about this conversation. Other people might feel upset. And….”

She lowered her gaze and slowly drew out the words hidden within her.

“If you’re going to leave, get out of this place as quickly as possible. As fast as you can.”

Lencia hardened her gaze as if telling me not to involve myself any further, then rose to her feet.
After brushing the sand from her clothes, she painted that doll-like smile across her face once more. The sight made my hair stand on end.

“Lencia….”
“I’ll head back first today!”

Lencia bowed apologetically and left the beach.

“….”

I watched Lencia’s small figure disappear, biting my lip.

‘I messed up.’

I’d thought she was a child starved for affection and deliberately triggered that vulnerability, but it seemed I’d made a mistake.

“Shouldn’t we stop her, sir?”

Crain trembled with concern, his hand shaking.

“No. I didn’t reveal anything important. It’s better to let her think this was just a wealthy man’s indiscretion.”

I hadn’t mentioned Zigheart or the Black Tower at all, and since I’d steered the conversation toward child abuse, even if my current identity was exposed, the plan itself wouldn’t be discovered.

“If we leave immediately, it will only raise more suspicion. Let’s depart from here in three days.”

I exhaled a long breath and swept back the hair falling across my forehead.

‘Nothing about this situation has been easy….’

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Two days later.

I stood in the Dormitory with my preparations complete, gazing out at the darkening sea.

‘What should my next identity be?’

It seemed difficult to create an identity that would allow me to move freely through this place beyond that of the Merchant Guild Master Kayden, so a slight frustration settled in my chest.

-That’s not the only thing frustrating you, is it?

Wrath narrowed his eyes as if he knew everything.

‘That’s right. I’m worried about that girl.’

Lencia hadn’t come to the Dormitory for two days.
I was concerned that she might relay our words to others, and I was also worried about the girl herself.

“All preparations are complete.”

Crain nodded, saying he had erased all the important traces.

“I’ve finished as well.”

Dorian smacked his lips, mentioning that he had organized all the supplies until the very end.

“Then let’s depart from here as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow. We’ll load the luggage onto the carriage we brought initially….”

It was when I was giving instructions to the two of them.

Knock, knock.

A soft knocking sound came from the door.

“Come in.”

I had a feeling who it was, so I immediately told them to enter.

Creak.

The door opened, and Lencia, as always carrying a blue backpack, entered cautiously.

“I thought you weren’t coming anymore?”

I shook my head at Lencia. Since it was already too late, it seemed better to speak words that would sever my attachment—for her sake.

“…Why didn’t you leave?”

Lencia shook her head, questioning why I hadn’t departed from this place immediately.

‘Is this my last chance?’

Sensing she had something important to say, I used the surrounding mana to set up a barrier.

“Why should I flee like a coward?”

I shook my head, dismissing the notion that the residents here frightened me.

“I have far more wealth than you think. There’s nothing to fear.”

I flicked a gold coin I’d been holding between my fingers, remarking that the world revolves around money.

“There are things in this world that money cannot solve. It would be better for you to leave quickly, Kaiden.”

Lencia bit her lip, shattering that serene expression she’d shown on the beach.

“That’s exactly why I don’t want to leave. I want to find whoever dares to torment you and touch me.”

As I lowered my chin with arrogant eyes, Lencia suddenly set down her blue backpack and lifted her top.

“Wait, hold on! What are you—ah!”

I rose from my chair to stop her, but my body froze in place.

On her right side, a black heart-like object protruded grotesquely.

Thump-thump!

The moment I witnessed the black heart’s pulse, a chilling shudder ran down my spine.

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