The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1249 Runaan chased after the robed monster while shooting sword strikes blazing with Silver Frost. Paaang! The robed Eden executive bent his waist like a bow to dodge Runaan's sword strike, then used that reaction to start fleeing even faster. "Ha..." Runaan bit her lips deeply while bending her upper body forward. White frost bloomed from her toes as she instantly closed the distance with the robed monster. Chaaaak! Instead of shooting sword strikes, Runaan stuck right behind the robed monster and swung her sword down toward his back. Since he kept avoiding her sword strikes, killing intent bloomed to stab him directly to death. "Hup!" The robed monster seemed shocked by Runaan's footwork and exhaled violently while turning his ankles and waist. He avoided Runaan's sword by a paper's width before urgently retreating backward. "This... will be different..." Runaan pressed her lips down firmly as if she would never let him escape, continuously deploying her swordsmanship. Pure white frost blazing from her beloved sword rose upward in reverse, blocking the paths the robed monster could use to escape. "Umm!" The robed monster seemed tense at the frost fragments that would freeze bone and flesh the moment they touched, swallowing dry saliva. He soon seemed to make a decision and came down from midair, stomping his feet. When the robed monster stomped the ground with his feet, stones and earth embedded in the ground shot up into the air and collided with the frost Runaan had created. He didn't miss the momentary gap when the wall of frost Runaan created was blocked, using shadow-like footwork to widen the distance. "Uh..." Runaan now seemed annoyed, frowning thinly while swinging her sword faster and stronger. The frost containing her anger advanced as if alive, targeting the robed monster's entire body. "Eek!" The robed monster didn't get hurt by even a hair's width despite Runaan's fierce offensive, somehow finding space to escape. The speed of his footwork was fast, but the real thing seemed to be the creativity displayed moment by moment. "Huk! Huk!" The robed monster breathed heavily after avoiding all of Runaan's storm-like offensive. As if not even thinking about counterattacking, he completely left Birdnew Village and started fleeing toward the Zieghart border. "Where are you going..." Runaan narrowed her eyes while chasing the robed monster, rushing outside Zieghart's border. Even while moving, she continuously shot sword strikes, but the robed monster deflected all those attacks as if he had eyes on his back. "Fight..." Runaan seemed to feel impatient, chewing her lips repeatedly while using her footwork at full power. She rushed into the robed monster's left side, trying to block his path so he could no longer escape. But the robed monster read Runaan's movement and as soon as she approached, he escaped to the right to maintain distance. It was movement that wouldn't be strange to call perfect when it came to escape and evasion. "Stop... and fight..." Runaan continued to provoke fights, but the robed monster seemed to have escape as his top priority, never clashing swords even once and only continuing to retreat. The two focused only on attack and evasion, soon crossing Zieghart's border and beginning to enter a denser forest. "Absolutely..." Runaan bared her white teeth without giving even a glance to the rotting corpses of Zieghart's swordsmen. "I won't... let you escape..." She advanced into the darkness, burning jet-black heat in her pale purple eyes. * * * "What is that...?" Martha let out an empty breath while watching the robed monster dodging Runaan's sword. "He's avoiding that sleepy girl's frost sword like that?" Right now, Runaan's swordsmanship was frighteningly cold and sharp. She herself had no confidence in deflecting it so perfectly, so she couldn't understand how such evasion was possible. "Runaan's swordsmanship level hasn't reached Transcendence yet, but its power and range are already at Transcendent level." Burren ran behind Martha while narrowing his eyes as thin as thread. "In other words, the footwork and evasion abilities of that Eden executive fleeing ahead are also at Transcendent level." He exhaled violently as if incredulous. "With that level of martial prowess..." Martha frowned deeply. "It would have been fine to just fight without running away, wouldn't it?" The robed Eden monster perfectly evaded Runaan's offensive even without properly looking behind. With that kind of footwork and judgment, even if she, Burren, and Runaan attacked together, he wouldn't be pushed back, so she didn't understand why he was only running away. "That's true." Burren nodded his chin. "If he really possessed martial prowess at the level of that footwork and evasion ability." He snorted briefly as if he could see through the current situation. "What do you mean by that?" Martha turned to look at Burren with wide eyes. "Look at that robed monster's feet." Burren pointed his finger at the robed monster dodging Runaan's sword. "His feet are only moving in the opposite direction from Runaan, and there's absolutely no movement to engage." He raised his eyebrows asking if it wasn't strange. "A typical martial artist, no matter how much they run away, won't just keep getting farther away due to their instincts from learning martial arts. They'd also consider whether to approach and counterattack if there's an opening. But that guy..." Burren nodded while putting strength into his fingertip. "He doesn't have that instinct at all. Even when Runaan shows an opening, he focuses only on getting away without any hesitation." He said to look directly while placing his hand on his sword. "Instinct to engage?" Martha steadied her breathing while focusing her gaze ahead. "Huh? Looking properly, definitely..." When she focused only on the robed monster's feet and movements, she definitely saw something different from when grasping the overall situation. Just as Burren said, the robed monster showed no movement to engage or counterattack at all. Like a commoner who had never learned martial arts at all, all his attention was focused solely on evasion. "His footwork seems to only consist of evasive techniques." The robed monster's footwork seemed like Supreme Martial Art, but strangely had no aggressive techniques at all. It wasn't the movement of a monster, but like watching a herbivorous animal focused only on fleeing. "Right. It feels like chasing small animals like rabbits or squirrels." Burren also nodded as if he had the same thought. "How did you discover that?" Martha shook her head as if incredulous. "I've been developing my observation skills while training with my father recently." Burren said he had been training with Karoon while gesturing with his finger. "No, actually I was lucky. I discovered it without realizing it." He scratched his head saying he was lucky, as if embarrassed about training with his father at this point. "As expected of the Vice Palace Master! It was worth bringing you along!" Martha said he did well while patting Burren's back. "If our thinking is correct in the end..." She bit her lips firmly while looking at the backs of Runaan and the robed monster again. "It means that bastard is luring Runaan?" Martha clenched her fist, saying she could finally see the situation properly. "That's right. There's nothing else it could be." Burren nodded, saying he didn't know if they were luring Runaan specifically, but they were definitely trying to draw in the Light Wind division. "My instinct was right." Martha frowned and steadied her breathing. "As soon as I saw that bastard, I felt disgusted." As soon as she saw Runaan chasing that robed monster, she felt her heart sink with a thud. It seemed like her emotions were getting too intense, so she hurriedly called Burren to pursue as well, and that seemed to have been the best decision. "We have to stop her." Martha nodded toward Burren. "So that idiot can't follow to the end!" "It won't be easy alone, but...." Burren smiled with the same look in his eyes as Martha. "If it's the two of us, we can do it!" * * * Raon was sitting on the throne in the audience chamber, looking at the few remaining documents. Kuuuung! The door to the audience chamber opened roughly, and Shadow Agents' Leader Chad rushed in. "Head of House!" Chad shook a dirt-stained envelope while calling Raon the head of house. "Not head of house, but Temporary head of house." Raon sighed and waved his hand. Other people properly called him temporary head of house, but strangely Chad always called him head of house. Honestly, it didn't seem like a mistake. "Ah, you're the head of house anyway." Chad chuckled while scratching his head. "So what's the matter?" Raon narrowed his eyes while looking at the envelope in Chad's hands. "Ah! A report came in from the Shadow Agents who went to Birdnew Village!" Chad opened the envelope and took out a white letter. "As expected, there was an Eden attack during the investigation, but the Light Wind division suppressed them without a single casualty. Additionally, the swordsmen killed at Zieghart's border were stabbed from behind, and their entire bodies were rotting as if they had been hit by magic." He detailed the events that occurred there as if he had personally been to Birdnew Village. "Additionally, one Eden executive fled toward Zieghart's border, and Runaan, Burren, and Martha are in pursuit." Chad smiled broadly, saying those three people would be able to suppress or kill the enemy. "I see." After hearing Chad's last words, Raon lowered his finger and tapped the armrest of the throne. 'As expected, they made their move.' There was no way Runaan, Burren, and Martha couldn't properly catch one fleeing Eden executive. The fact that this report came in meant that the one he was thinking of was definitely luring Runaan. -Haven't I been saying this all along! Wrath rushed forward while grinding his teeth. -That the Bead Ice Cream girl is in danger! He shook his clenched fist, saying they should rush there right now. -A king should think of his unseen subordinates before the documents in front of him! Wrath shot a sharp gaze, saying that one could only become a true king by looking at small things too, not just the big picture. "So they're luring her." Roenn let out a deep sigh. "Seeing the Martial Prowess of the Light Wind Palace and still calling for 'him' doesn't seem like a good situation." He also lowered his eyebrows deeply as if worried about Runaan, having heard the circumstances from Evelyn. "I will escort you." Sheryl nodded, saying she would prepare to depart immediately. "Just in case, I contacted the magic tower, so it shouldn't take too long." She clicked her tongue, saying she had prepared in advance since she didn't know what judgment he would make. Both of them had served Glenn for a long time, so their work handling was perfect. Swish. Raon calmly lowered his hand as if he hadn't heard anything and picked up the last remaining document. -This, this bastard really! Are you insane! 'You said a king should also look at small things.' He calmly received Wrath's scolding while reading the document and even finishing his signature. 'That's also right, but my thinking is a bit different.' -D-different? 'Yes. It's good to think about and take care of small things, but faith is also necessary.' (E/N: One with faith in plot armor thinks differently from us plebs) Raon answered Wrath while gathering the signed documents and handing them to Sheryl. "There might be something I missed, so please review them." "Ah, yes..." Sheryl received the documents Raon handed over with trembling hands. She seemed tense from Raon's suddenly serious presence and swallowed dry saliva. "Huh..." Roenn was also flustered by the magnificent energy emanating from Raon's very soul and stopped laughing, blinking his eyes. "Uhhh..." Chad bowed his head as if he had done something wrong, trembling all over while letting out low groans. -Whether your thinking is different or not! Move quickly! Wrath screamed desperately for him to do something. -If we're any later, they could all die! What's the point of going late! He shook his head vigorously, telling him not to act ambiguously. "Ambiguously..." Raon looked at the empty space to his right while resting his chin as if he had become Glenn from his Destructive King of the North days. 'You don't need to worry about such things.' Because this time, it will surely end.