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Chapter 208

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Syrian Slion.

‘It looks like that mental illness is still there.’

The mouth is smiling as before, but the eyes do not move. Other people would say it was a bright smile, but to myself, who knew his true face, it only seemed like a bizarre expression.

-The timing wasn’t good.

Since I didn’t let go, I only realized that Syria was approaching after the door opened. Of course, it was also because that guy completely hid his presence.

“Ugh… .”

Runaan’s moans were heard from behind. Although he had overcome his fear of blood, facing Syria, the place that had implanted that trauma, still seemed difficult.

“How did you get here?”

He took a step forward to hide Runaan from Syria’s gaze.

“While passing through Dembel City on a mission, I heard that the Sieghardt swordsmen entered the Yonan family. “I heard there was a beautiful girl with silver hair among the tests, so I came just in case.”

Syria smiled and glanced at Runan over Raon’s shoulder.


Raon tilted his chin and laughed.

“I guess you were sure?”

Syria was holding a box of beaded ice cream in her left hand. If that was really the case, I wouldn’t have brought that.

“Before and now, you don’t believe what people say, do you?”
“I believe in what ‘people’ say.”

You are not a person, you are a monster.

Syria is famous for carrying out missions and swordsmanship throughout the continent, so it is possible that coming here was truly a coincidence.

But looking at his expression and mood now, it was clear that he had been hearing information about Runaan’s whereabouts.

“Runan. “It’s been a while since I saw you, aren’t you going to say hello?”

Syria lifted up the box of ice cream he was carrying.

“I also brought you your favorite beaded ice cream.”
“Ugh… .”

Runaan did not raise her head even after hearing the word ice cream.

Fortunately, the situation has improved now. Even though I was scared before, I couldn’t show that I was scared.

“Hmm, where does it hurt? “I guess I’ll have to take a look.”
“Stop. “This is the land of the Yonan family.”

When Syria tried to enter, warriors from the Yonan clan blocked their way.

“Please identify yourself and explain the purpose of your visit… .”
“Ah, my name is Syriac Slyon. This is that child’s older brother. “My younger brother’s condition is a bit strange. Can I come in for a moment?”

Syria pointed to Runan behind Raon.

“Si, Syrian Slion?”
“The spear sword of the Twelve Continents!”

The warriors of the Yonan family who guarded the gate learned of Syria’s identity and hurriedly opened the way. He was already famous and had a good impression, but when he heard that his younger brother was inside, it was like a free pass.

“Can my brother take a look at your condition?” .”
“Please step back.”

Raon stretched out his right hand to block Syria’s approach.

“What are we going to do now?”

Syria maintained her smile and lowered her eyebrows. The soft energy that had been radiating from him was sharply forged in her. It was like a sharp needle piercing her skin.

“You have to joke in moderation to be accepted. Raon Sieghardt.”

He curled his mouth and took a step closer.

“Why are you blocking my path?”
“Because Runaan doesn’t want it.”
“Has Runaan not said a word yet?”
“You don’t necessarily have to say it to know.”
“You are so mistaken. I am Runaan’s older brother, and you are a stranger. “You have no right to block my path.”

Syria gestured as if to step aside. A massive wave of aura began to push his body away.

‘It’s scary.’

It was not for nothing that he was given the title of Twelve Continents, the strongest among young warriors. A wave of energy that was different from that of the 7 Apostles and Garon pressed down on my body. But he couldn’t back down from here.


Raon straightened his back, overcoming Syria’s momentum. tall. Now, as if she was not being pushed away by Syria, she made eye contact with him.

“The qualifications are sufficient.”
“What does that mean?”
“I am Runaan’s direct superior, and I am currently on a mission. “No matter how close you are to me, you cannot see Runaan without my permission.”
“Umm… .”

When I told him about the positions of the Gwangpungdan assistant leader and leader, Syria’s smile stopped. He looked like he hadn’t even thought of this.

“I don’t think there’s anything to say, so please go back.”

Raon waved his hand just like Syria did. The air wave spread in reverse and pushed Syria’s entire body away. She saw his clothes and hair fluttering around like crazy.

“Raon Sieghardt said to be more careful with your mouth than your sword, and that was true.”

Syria twisted his mouth and forced a smile.

“It’s amazing how much it’s grown in just a few years.”

His eyes turned black, as if they were scanning the darkness. A chilling energy that made my head stand on end emanated from the elongated pupils.

“But you’ve become even more arrogant. “It’s even worse than before.”

Contrary to the saying that he had become arrogant, Syria’s voice did not contain any anger or irritation. It felt like my heart was being crushed by the dry, emotionless voice.

“hmm… .”

Raon frowned as he looked at Syria and the Yonan family warriors tilting their heads behind him.

‘This guy has gotten stronger too.’

The only person exposed to this extremely creepy energy is himself. Syrian Slyon also returned, much stronger than before, befitting its reputation as a spear sword.

“You’re right. If it’s a mission, there’s nothing you can do. but… .”

Syria pointed to Runaan, who was wearing casual clothes.

“It doesn’t seem like you’re doing any particular mission right now?”
“Just because you’re not in uniform doesn’t change the fact that you’re on a mission.”
“What mission is it?”
“There is no reason to say that.”

The momentum spread by Syria gradually grew larger, but Raon did not back down. He struck the ground with both feet, resonating the ring of fire.

“It’s been a really long time since I’ve seen Runaan? “I really need to see her face to see if her sister is healthy and if she’s hurt.”
“Like I said, no.”
“Isn’t it a bit strange that your older brother is worried about your younger brother and wants to see you, but you’re stopping him like this? “What seems to be the problem?”
“I’m worried… .’

Raon laughed coldly. Syria’s eyes widen as she longs to see her younger brother. What’s inside is not worry, but desire. I got goosebumps from her greedy eyes, as if she was looking at an object just for herself.

“No matter how much of a boss you are, as Runaan’s older brother, I have to make sure the child is safe.”

Syria knew that it could not win with words, and raised its aurors as if it had decided to insist.

“You’re showing your true colors.”

Raon placed his hand on the sword of Jecheon Sword. He swung a ring of fire and operated a cartoon ball so that he could launch at any time.

Coo coo coo coo!

Sirion also lifted his chin, smoothing the handle of the great sword on his back, as if he had no intention of backing down. Eyes where the light has disappeared. He was like the emotionally worn-out monster I had seen before.

-You can’t win now.

Lars came out on top of the bracelet and frowned.

-Hand over yourself to the king. I will freeze that pervert who touches the king’s maid.

The guy must have felt sorry for his beloved Runaan trembling, so he waved his sleeves to tell her to quickly give up her body.

‘Be quiet and concentrate.’

Raon ignored Lars and took a breath.

‘Who doesn’t know they’ll lose?’

Sirion was already a stable Master from the time we met before. Now that a few years have passed, you’ve probably moved up at least one level, so it’s almost impossible to win.

-Then go away!
‘There are times when you can’t back down even if you know you’re losing.’

As long as Runaan is behind you, you must not get out of the way. She had to show the still traumatized guy that he could overcome the author.

“You’re not going to get out of the way even in this situation? “It looks like you did something to my brother.”

Even during this time, Syria pays attention to the opinions of those around it. Even if he was crazy, he was really crazy.

“Seeing that you are trying to approach me like this even though my younger brother says you don’t like it, I guess you must have done something. Did he threaten you with something? Like, blood?”
“Raon Sieghard… .”

When Raon attacked in reverse, Syria’s expression became even colder. She held the sword tightly with her eyes filled with only one emotion: murderous intent.

Coo coo coo coo!

When Raon and Syria were about to draw their swords, an even more overwhelming energy wave exploded from the side.

“Until there.”

Cheryl was approaching me with cool eyes that seemed to contain the north wind.

“Where are you showing off your strength?”

She frowned and glared at Raon and Syria, as if pitiful.

“Lord Heavenly Sword. long time no see.”

Syria calmed down in an instant and smiled.

“It was so quiet that I didn’t know you were there.”
“Probably not?”

Cheryl snorted as she looked at Syria.

“What’s going on? “What did you do that made you want to fight in someone else’s house?”
“It’s no big deal. “I tried to get a look at her younger brother, but the tempestuous Buganju wouldn’t get out of the way.”
“He just refused to meet me because he was on a mission.”

Raon told Cheryl what happened here.

“Hmm, both make sense.”

Cheryl looked at Raon and Syria in turn and nodded. In this situation, of course they had to send Syria back, but they had no idea.

“If neither of us wants to back down, we can have a sword fight.”

She nodded and held up a finger.


Both Raon and Syria widened their eyes in confusion.

“Because it’s someone else’s house. “Let’s have a small sword fight where the decision can be made with just one sword.”
“If it’s a sword… .”
“Winning or losing is decided with a single sword strike.”

Cheryl smiled slightly and tapped the sheath of her sword.

“If you win, I will give you time to talk to Runaan, and if Raon wins, you will step down. how is it?”
“That’s good.”
“There is a difference in realm, so strength is prohibited.”
“I will accept it.”

Syria nodded as if she liked it.

“Lord Heavenly Sword, I… .”
[do it.]

Just when I was about to say that I didn’t want to bet on Runaan, who was scared, I heard Cheryl’s Auror message.

[Syria is one of the most talented prosecutors on the entire continent. Even if it is a one-sword battle, it will be a great help to your training. Listen to my lecture and try out the swordsmanship you trained all night long.]

Raon slightly opened his mouth at her words.

‘Did you think about me during this time?’

Her words continued as I slightly opened my mouth in embarrassment.

[Don’t worry Runaan. Even if you lose, I have nothing to hand over.]

Cheryl glanced at Runaan and her eyes sparkled. It’s not that she didn’t notice, but she knowingly created this situation.

“I’ll do it.”

Raon nodded and looked back.

“Yes… .”

Runaan raised her head for the first time.

“Looking good.”

After saying that, he came forward.

-Catching the poop form… .

Having said this, you must never lose. We must show Runaan that Syria is not an unbreakable wall.

“It’s a one-sword battle, it’s fun.”

Syria smiled and pulled out the great sword on his back. Her breathtaking spirit radiated from her blackened blade.

“Whoa… .”

Raon took a deep breath and raised his sword. A sincere energy swirled over the white sword body that was opposite to his great sword.

“Get ready.”

At Cheryl’s words, he lowered his lower body and tilted his sword back. As she assumed her flame-dragon determination stance, a small spark appeared in Syria’s eyes.

‘As expected, I know.’

With Syria’s personality, he would have researched Runaan and learned about himself, so it was natural that he would know about the Flame Dragon who defeated Garon.


Syria slightly turned her ankle and pulled the sword a little further to the side.

‘Quick sword.’

It was clear that he was trying to use his speed and the power of the great sword to strike down Yeomryonggyeol before he could get his strength back.


As soon as Cheryl finished speaking, a Syrian greatsword came in. The black blade penetrated the space and exploded with tremendous energy.

‘As expected.’

As expected, it was clear that Syria was trying to cut off Yeomryonggyeol with strength and speed before it unleashed its full power.

However, even the simple swing was filled with swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship was overflowing with wisdom. If you throw out a clumsy sword strike, your sword will break and you will suffer fatal injuries.

‘There is no need to use a known weapon.’

Raon poured all his energy into the extending Jecheon Sword. Intense flames enveloped the blade, but its shape was not a fierce dragon, but a heavy mountain.

‘Heavy sword.’

Taking a cue from Garon’s sword and understanding it through Cheryl’s lecture, a heavy sword was unleashed to devour space.

Coo coo coo coo!

The textures woven by oneself are incorporated into the Jecheon sword, creating thick lines.
The flickering red light on the blade became a heavy wave and swept through the air.


Raonman’s heavy blade, controlling the space, collided with Syria’s great sword.


A loud noise as if the earth was splitting apart erupted, and a terrifying shock wave swept through the surroundings.


Syria’s great sword was not pushed away by the shock wave and radiated enormous power, but it was blocked by the sword that advanced with burning auras and made a scream-like sound.

“What is this… .”

Astonishment appeared in Syria’s dark eyes. It was a reaction that never occurred to me that my sword would get blocked in the middle.

“Whoa… .”

Raon narrowed his eyes while maintaining the heaviness of the blade of the Jecheon Sword.

‘This was the correct answer.’

Unleashing a new heavy sword against Syria, who knew the identity of Yeomryonggyeol, was a godsend. Not losing the bet was a great achievement, but with this one collision, my awareness of heavy swords increased incomparably compared to before.

‘Uhm… .’

Cheryl let out an inaudible moan as she watched the great sword and the Jecheon sword competing in the middle.

‘A draw?’

I was thinking that if Raon showed some performance, he would use his age and experience to make Syria back down, but I never imagined that we would achieve a draw.

‘No matter how much strength he didn’t use, he was still in the Twelve Continents… .’

Even though Syria had lost a lot of strength, it was so absurd that they were tied in a sword-and-sword battle, so I couldn’t keep my expression.


Cheryl came to her senses and snapped her fingers as she heard the sound of the two swords interlocking.

“Until there.”

She fired an aura and knocked the two people away.

“It’s stuck in the middle, so I guess it’s a draw.”
“Oh, no! This… .”
“No, it’s not true. The fight is a one-shot match. “As long as it’s blocked, it’s a draw.”
“Ugh… .”

For the first time, Syria looked irritated and bit her lip.

“No one won, but it is clear that Raon’s experience and skills are superior. “This will be a decision win for Raon.”

Cheryl waved her hand, reciting something that seemed to have been prepared in advance.

“… … .”

Syria did not respond, but glared at Raon with eerie eyes. It was a look filled with clear emotions.

“Syria. Go away. “It’s your loss.”
“Great Lord of the Heavenly Sword… .”
“If you have any complaints, I will deal with them.”

Cheryl blocked Syria with her arms crossed. Although she was small in stature, the energy she radiated overwhelmed Syria and soared all the way to the sky.

“… All right. I can’t beat you ‘now’, so there’s nothing I can do. Raon. I lost. “It was a great sword.”

Syria is no ordinary guy after all. In this situation she regained her cool and smiled her smile.

“Runan. Because I don’t feel very well today. Come later. “Eat this with your colleagues.”

He held out a box of ice cream with a soft smile on his face. It was amazing that he maintained his good brother until the end.

“There’s no need for that…” .”
“I’ll tell you.”

When Raon was about to refuse, Runaan came forward.


* * *

Runaan watched the entire situation from behind Raon.

I wanted to tell him to go back, but the voice of Syria telling him to kill everyone came to mind and I couldn’t move.

Even though it was his job, he left it to Raon and turned a deaf ear to it, hoping that Syria would disappear quickly.

When all the sounds changed to an unknown tinnitus, Raon turned around and opened his mouth.

“Looking good.”

I could hear those words vividly even though I was covering my ears. She raised her head for the first time.

Coo coo coo coo!

A Syrian greatsword that explodes with energy as enormous as the sky. I screamed at the sword strike that seemed to split everything in the world.


But Raon did not back down and slowly swung his sword. The young flames on the blade spread out like a wall, encroaching on the space.


The great sword of Syria, which seemed as if it could split the sea, could not overcome the thin blade of the Jecheon Sword, and was stuck in the middle, letting out a strange groan.

“ah… .”

Runaan exclaimed and her lips trembled.

‘I blocked it…’ .’

In his mind, Syria was an absolute entity that no one could stop.

When his sword was blocked by Raon, the black clouds that filled his head flowed down along with the red rainwater.

‘It wasn’t something I couldn’t stop.’

Syria was not invincible. His words echoed in my mind, and his presence that covered the sky began to diminish little by little.


I felt refreshed as if the shackles that were binding my hands and feet had been torn away.


Runaan looked back with a relieved body. She smiled slightly as she saw Raon’s eyes widen in confusion.

If Syria was the first to teach us about death, Raon was the first to teach us a strong will. He let us know that Syria can be overcome.

Even though he was my lifelong benefactor, it wasn’t enough.

“thank you.”

After greeting him, I took a step towards Syria and looked at him directly.


The fear still remained. I wanted to look away. However, I was able to face Raon because of his warm energy that I could feel from behind.

“I have nothing to say to you.”

Runaan bit her lip and raised her head. A confidence as small as a sprout was reflected in the purple eyes bathed in sunlight.

“Don’t come back until I find you.”

Although her voice was shaking, she spoke for the first time to Syria.

“Lu, Runan… .”

The mask covering Syria’s face shattered.

The Genius Swordsman Assasin

The Genius Swordsman Assasin

Reincarnation Genius Sword Master Assasin
Status: Ongoing Type: , , , Author: Artist: ,
I lived my whole life as a dog on a leash. A new life. The leash was broken, and the anger remained. Now I will live by my own will and walk with my own feet. If you block my way, I will cut you down, even if you are a god.


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