The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1297 "This Asak has something to say, so come out right now." Count Asak gestured with his finger for the sage to kneel before him. "......" However, sage Doraen. No, Dorian didn't even look at the greasy middle-aged man called Count Asak. "It seems your mother can't even get up." What he cared about was, as usual, only the voice of the citizen before him. "Y-yes, that's right!" A young man with dirt all over his head knelt down and bowed his head. "Take this medicine and give it to your mother. If you give it to her twice a day, she will soon improve." Dorian took out a transparent medicine bottle from his pouch and handed it to the young man. "Th-thank you! Thank you so much!" The young man bowed his head to the ground until blood came out, as if he had no regrets even if he died now. "Go quickly." Dorian stroked his chin calmly like a sage who truly sees and reads everything in the world. He no longer showed fear, as if he had achieved significant mental growth during this mission. "How dare you pass in front of this Asak?" Count Asak coldly twisted his lips as if angered by being ignored. "Remove them!" He pointed at the young man running while clutching the medicine to his chest with a gesture full of authority. "Yes!" The knights immediately understood Count Asak's intent and struck down their scabbards toward the young man without hesitation. "Huh...?" Just as the young man noticed the scabbard falling toward his head and hastily ducked down. Swooosh! Martha raised her greatsword and cut through the knight's scabbard and even the sword inside it. Thunk! The scabbard containing the sword was stuck in the ground, cut in half, and above it reflected the panicked faces of the knights and Count Asak. "What are you doing?" Martha frowned and thrust her face toward the knight whose sword was cut. "Uh, uh..." The knight seemed overwhelmed by Martha's martial prowess and the fighting spirit he felt from her, swallowing dry saliva as he stepped back. "Wh-what are you doing! Why are you just standing there watching! You are this Asak's knights!" Count Asak kicked the knights who were behind him, telling them to fight all at once. He kept spitting out his own name. Hearing it to this extent, it seemed he had more of an inferiority complex than pride as a noble. "St-stop!" "Do you know who this person is!" The knights were flustered by Martha's martial prowess, so they rushed out borrowing the name of Count Asak who was glaring at them from behind. However, they had no choice but to stop midway without even reaching Martha. Cliiiing! Because Burren had appeared at some point, wielding his massive spear like his own body and blocking Count Asak's knights so they couldn't move. "Ungh!" "H-how can mercenaries have such martial prowess..." "I couldn't even see them..." The knights seemed unable to even sense Burren's movements, unable to advance further, blocked by the spear and only rolling their eyes. "These lowly scoundrels!" Count Asak finally couldn't bear it and came forward. "Do you know who I am! This country's..." "It doesn't matter if you're a count or even a king." Dorian very slowly raised his gaze. "If you have something to say to me, get in line. To me, you are no different from the citizens standing in line." He stroked his chin with a noble gaze as if perceiving heaven and earth. "Uh..." Count Asak seemed overwhelmed by Dorian's gaze, unable to continue speaking, only his lips trembling. "R-right!" "Even if you're a noble, this is too much!" "We've also been waiting for days to see the sage!" The people who came to see sage Doraen raised their voices as if gaining courage thanks to Dorian. "These vermin dare..." Count Asak ground his teeth with a reddened face, seemingly embarrassed that he had been overwhelmed by Dorian even for a moment. "Kill them all! This Asak will take responsibility! Kill them all!" He stomped his feet, telling the knights to kill the sage and all his subordinates. "I knew he would do that!" "Let's protect the sage!" "Yes! Protect the sage with our lives!" "Nobles, step back!" People who had received help from Dorian, and those who came seeking help from Dorian, stepped forward and formed a wall blocking Count Asak and his knights. "C-Count..." The knights trembled with fear at the pressure created by the number of people and looked back. "Graaaah!" Count Asak also seemed shocked by the unexpected situation and chewed his lips anxiously. "Step aside." Dorian's voice was heard from the wall of people. As his will unfolded, the crowd split in half and a path opened. Step. Dorian stepped forward without any weapon and stood before Count Asak and his knights, raising his chin. "Grugh..." "Heup!" Both Count Asak and the knights seemed terrified by Dorian's gaze and couldn't move. "I'll say it again. If you have something to say to me, come and wait your turn." Dorian nodded coldly as if he would handle things directly if they caused any more problems, then returned to his original position. "Uh..." "Hmm..." Count Asak and his knights seemed overwhelmed by the atmosphere Dorian had created and knelt down on the spot. They seemed mentally exhausted, cold sweat flowing from their entire bodies. "Woooooooh!" "Sage! Sage! Sage!" "Even nobles can't move!" "Lord Doraen is a living god!" The people seemed amazed by Dorian's divine authority that even overwhelmed nobles and sent him cheers and praise. "......" Dorian showed only a calm gaze as if unaffected even while hearing the voices of so many people. However, his true feelings inside were different. [Y-Young Master!] Dorian looked into the air and sent an aura message to Raon who had been giving all the instructions from behind him. [I-is it really okay to do this? Won't other people get hurt?] [Yes. You did well.] Raon gave Dorian praise and showed him a thin smile. [It was perfect.] He had given instructions to Dorian, Burren, and Martha every moment, but he worried about the timing and whether the acting would be awkward, yet things turned out much more naturally and perfectly than he expected. It seemed that even if he had done it himself, no better result would have come out. -Huh... Wrath also blinked as if surprised. -If I didn't know better, I would really think that Dorian guy is a sage. How did he change like that? The guy spoke Dorian's name accurately, which he said he had forgotten, and let out an exclamation. 'Now is it my turn to step in.' Raon coughed briefly and approached Count Asak who had frozen like a statue. "Are you alright?" "Y-you are..." Count Asak looked back at Raon with eyes filled with shame, bewilderment, and embarrassment. However, admiration for Doraen also seemed to bloom deep inside. "I am one of the servants who follows Lord Doraen." Raon bowed his head while reading the emotions he felt from Count Asak in detail. "Th-that guy, what is he! No matter how I look at him, he's not some lowly fraud!" He frowned as if curious about Dorian's identity. "Lord Doraen was born with noble blood. And not from an ordinary kingdom either." Raon spoke words that couldn't help but stimulate the imagination while slightly lowering his gaze. "Noble birth? I thought so!" Count Asak immediately accepted Raon's opinion as if he didn't want to think he had been pushed around by some lowlife. "We can just leave this place if problems arise, but there are things I want to tell you since the people might be harmed. Lord Doraen is..." Raon smoothly unraveled the fake stories he had created for today like thread. It was a fairy tale-like story about someone who was born noble but went out into the world barefoot, learned and felt many things, then traveled to bestow enlightenment upon the people. "Th-that person really..." Count Asak opened his eyes wide in amazement that a noble person had abandoned their status and gone out into the world with nothing. "That is why he regards all humans equally, whether they be nobles, kings, or slaves." Raon drew a faint smile while looking at Dorian who had begun listening to the people's concerns again. "Hmm..." Count Asak also followed Raon's gaze to observe Dorian while his chin trembled slightly. "So please curse us, but take care of the people." Raon bowed his head, showing consideration for the powerless rather than fear of nobles, like Dorian. "Y-you too, aren't you afraid of nobles?" Count Asak frowned as if he couldn't understand. "How could a servant following the sage ignore his will? To my eyes, nobles and slaves are not so different." Raon revealed calmly settled eyes, meaning he truly saw it that way. "Uhmm..." Count Asak swallowed dry saliva while looking at Raon's eyes that seemed even more noble than Dorian's. He repeatedly bit and released his lips as if pondering various things. 'Now...' Raon narrowed his eyes thin as thread while looking at Count Asak. 'How will he react?' If Count Asak tried to rise up with force, they could suppress him in return to raise their recognition even more, but conversely, if he lined up like the other citizens, the situation would improve to an incomparable degree. The very fact that a count would wait to consult with the sage would become amazing news. -Why are you worrying about that? Wrath snorted as if it was ridiculous. -Of course he'll try to rise up with force! The guy clicked his tongue, telling him to think about the authority complex Count Asak had shown. 'It might not be like that.' Raon calmly shook his head. -This is why you are still immature! If that man steeped in authority stands in line, this king will give you a gift! Wrath lowered his eyebrows as if he was confident this time. 'No.' Raon narrowed his eyes thin as thread. 'As much as his sense of authority is strong, his inferiority complex about his noble rank could also be strong.' Count Asak focused more on his own name than his position as count. It seemed he had a desire to raise his own name higher than the position he inherited. -Anyway, stupid... Just as Wrath was about to dismiss Raon. "The line." Count Asak let out a deep breath and raised his head. "Where do I stand in line?" He looked at Raon with eyes that were clearly more at ease than before, saying he would get in line like the other citizens. "Pardon?" Raon pretended to be flustered and opened his mouth wide. "C-Count?" "What do you mean..." The knights also seemed surprised and moved to the count's side. -Huh? Huuuuh? Of course, no one was as surprised as Wrath here. "Didn't you say I need to get in line to meet the sage? I asked where to get in line." Count Asak ignored his knights and straightened his back confidently, asking to be told where to get in line. "Ah, this way." Raon suppressed the laughter rising from within and pointed Count Asak to the very end of the line. "Thank you." Count Asak straightened his dusty clothing and walked toward the end of the line that Raon had pointed to. "C-Count!" "You can't!" The knights followed and tried to stop him, but Count Asak got in line without wavering. -Th-this is impossible... Wrath widened his eyes as if dumbfounded. -That guy is definitely a broken man steeped in authority! The guy raged, saying such tendencies were corrupted everywhere. 'That's in your Devildom. It seems to be different here. For now...' Raon grinned and held out his palm to Wrath. 'How about giving me that gift you promised?' -Eeeeek! Why does the world interfere with me like this! Why on earth! 'Is the world really interfering? That mouth of yours...' -Shut up!