The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1343 "It's too late to regret now!" Viking priest Arne glared at Raon while emanating killing intent mixed with malice. "I'll tear you apart without leaving a single piece of flesh!" One of the things he hated hearing most in the world was words that reminded him he was 'skinny'. All the men around him were not just robust but had rock-like physiques, while his frame was thinner than even women's, so he hated the word 'skinny' more than any other word. But it wasn't just mocking him for being skinny—calling him a 'grasshopper'! It was the worst insult he had ever heard in his entire life. "Come forth!" Unable to contain his anger, Arne immediately summoned Blue Wolf without even signaling his allies. Following his call, the sea spirit that had been staying in the nearby waters descended onto the island with a fierce appearance as if it would devour the world. "Kehehehe!" Arne twisted his lips into a sneer as he looked at the foreigners whose eyes were trembling as if they were flustered. "Blue Wolf is the guardian deity of warriors, so it shows no mercy." He arrogantly lifted his chin as he looked at Blue Wolf growling and breathing roughly. "Even that old bear was torn apart under this wolf's claws." Arne gritted his teeth as he looked at Bjorn, whose eyes hadn't died despite having bandages wrapped around his entire body. "And today, I'll take that old man's position as well." Bjorn was among the strongest of all past chieftains. He was a man worthy of everyone's respect, lacking nothing in martial prowess, mental strength, or leadership. That's why he was envious. 'Unlike that old man, I have nothing at all!' Being of priest bloodline, his physique and stamina were weaker than even ordinary people—no, weaker than the tribe's women, and he couldn't sleep due to the constant chilling cries and claw sounds, so his mental strength crawled along the bottom, and even his appearance was hideous. Unlike Bjorn, he had nothing good about him, so he was incredibly envious of him. 'Especially...' That old man's words and actions made me angry. Bjorn had always shown respect and reverence, saying even someone like him was a priest. That point made him feel even more pathetic, and anger and jealousy bloomed in his chest. Because he harbored such anger and envy, when outsiders offered help, he didn't even think and immediately took their hand. 'There was nothing for me to lose anyway.' The outside guest was a Ghost of Eden. At first, he naturally was wary, but all he wanted was his blood. If he gave just that, he would bring Blue Wolf and let him control it, so with half-belief he gave some blood, and he really brought a massive Blue Wolf that could devour this island and more. The Ghost of Eden easily controlled Blue Wolf, which had a red leash around its neck, and handed over control to him. After that, the Ghost of Eden said if he followed them, they would give him a robust body and handsome appearance even better than Bjorn's. It wasn't a temporary change with magic but a permanent transformation, so without hesitation he immediately said he would follow Eden. 'The world will be destroyed? I don't care.' He had lived his entire life suffering due to his weak body and mind, and ugly appearance. Naturally, his own joy took priority over others' suffering, so he immediately challenged Bjorn to a duel and turned him into a rag. 'This time I'll definitely finish it.' Arne vowed to kill the foreigner from the Five Kings and looked back at the Ghost of Eden behind him. 'Hm?' But he was trembling slightly as if he had seen something he shouldn't have. 'Why is he acting like that?' Until now, he had never shown such an expression. The look in his eyes as if he had seen something fearsome made even him feel uneasy. 'Is he scared? Then I just need to finish it!' No matter how great the outsiders from the Five Kings were, they couldn't defeat this Blue Wolf that had easily overwhelmed Bjorn. He nodded, vowing to finish it himself. "Kill him!" Arne stretched out his hand toward the foreigner from the Five Kings, expecting an unconditional victory. Grrrrrrr! Blue Wolf breathed out angry breath and leaped at the foreigner like lightning. "It's over!" Arne let out an exclamation while clenching his fist. The wolf charged fiercely just like when it had torn Bjorn apart, so there was nowhere he could see for that foreigner to survive. But something happened that he had never even thought of. Whiiiiine. Far from attacking the foreigner, Blue Wolf lay flat at his feet and wagged its tail. Riiiiip! That wasn't all. The red leash wrapped around Blue Wolf's neck was torn apart mercilessly like wet paper. "Ugh!" Arne grabbed his temples due to sudden headache. Strangely, as Blue Wolf's leash was torn, his head hurt as if it would split. But this wasn't the time to be overwhelmed by such pain. "What are you doing! I told you to kill him!" Arne screamed while pointing his finger at Raon. He shouted with all his might for Blue Wolf to kill Raon. "Grruff." Blue Wolf seemed unable to hear Arne's words anymore and was now acting cute toward the foreigner from the Five Kings, even rolling over to show its belly. "No, no. What the hell is this..." Arne's jaw trembled at the sight of Blue Wolf, who had always shown only dignified appearance, now looking like nothing more than a pet dog. The wolf that had been a god to him was just a puppy to that human. He felt chills throughout his body from the despair that came from that difference. "I see. To protect this sea." The foreigner seemed to be conversing with Blue Wolf, showing a gentle smile and nodding. "You've worked hard." "You, what are you!" Arne swallowed dry saliva and screamed. "What are you that my guardian deity..." "I am Raon Zieghart, Light Wind Palace Master of Zieghart. And this child is not your guardian deity but..." Raon firmly shook his head and stroked Haerang's head. "My spirit." * * * "Your, your spirit?" Arne shook his head as if it was nonsense. "Don't talk nonsense! That spirit is our Viking guardian deity." "Then I must be your priest." Raon sneered while placing his hand on Haerang's forehead. "Since your guardian deity is acting cute in front of me." He gestured with his finger, saying to hand over the Viking priest position. "Wha, what nonsense!" It was when Arne was waving his hands, telling him to stop talking nonsense. "That, isn't that right too?" "Right. Originally, the priest position was created to serve Blue Wolf." "Rather than summoning Blue Wolf, seeing how he handles it like that, maybe that person should really be the priest?" "Hmm, I don't know what's going on..." The Viking warriors seemed shocked by Raon's handling of Blue Wolf, their guardian deity, like a puppy, and even opinions came out that they should really make him their priest. "Shut up! Why would we hand over the priest position to a foreigner!" Arne spat curses not at Raon, but at the Viking warriors beside him. "Hand it over! Blue Wolf is my guardian deity!" He gritted his teeth, demanding that Blue Wolf be sent back immediately. "I see." Raon chuckled without even listening to Arne's words. "You're as ugly inside as you are on the outside." Whether it was because he had grown or because Haerang had grown, everything the creature had seen and heard until now seeped into his mind. Thanks to that, he was able to know everything that had happened in this place. "Wha, what do you..." "Your decision to follow Eden wasn't for this Viking tribe but..." Raon sneered while pointing at Bjorn behind him. "It was to have a robust body and magnificent appearance like the Chieftain here." He had seen it all through Haerang's memories. Arne's reason for wanting to follow Eden was to receive a masculine and excellent body and appearance to gain popularity. "Is, is that really true?" "Priest! Didn't you say the only way we could survive was to follow Eden!" "Appearance! What on earth would you use that for!" The warriors who had followed Arne trembled their jaws as if they couldn't believe it. "What do you know!" Arne gritted his teeth and raised his eyes burning bright red. "I'm short, ugly, and weak! Don't say such things unless you have this pathetic body that's useless even with training!" He pounded his own chest with his fists while screaming. "Especially women don't even treat me as a man! Forget about being popular or not, they don't even see me as a man!" Arne stamped his feet while revealing all his hidden inferiority complex. "If I had even a small talent, I would never have..." "You have talent." Raon looked at the red-faced Arne and calmly nodded. "Wha, what?" Arne's eyes widened at the sudden praise. "Didn't you know?" Raon chuckled while stroking Haerang's neck where leash marks remained. "The leash around this guy's neck was made from your blood. It actually had a strong controlling effect." Haerang said he had temporarily lost control of himself because of the leash made from Arne's blood. True to his priest bloodline, he seemed to have abilities in magic. "What does that..." "You have excellent talent in magic befitting your priest bloodline. But..." Raon gestured with his chin while looking at the drooling Arne. "You didn't think to develop your own talent, and walked the wrong path just because it seemed like an easy way out. Effort? What effort did you make? You just slept late every day, holed up in that fancy room." Through Haerang's memories, Arne was just a troublemaker born into a good family. Contrary to his own words, he had made no effort in anything and just sat around playing and eating. "Wow, it's been a while since I've seen someone who acts exactly like they look." Martha sneered and waved her hand. "He's utterly pathetic." Burren clenched his fists as if genuinely disgusted. "..." Runaan seemed completely uninterested and looked only at Raon, not Arne. "Given your talent, if you had properly offered prayers as the tribe's priest, you would have at least become a high-level spirit summoner. But you never once made proper prayers or efforts. No, you didn't even believe in the tribe's traditions." Raon snorted and approached Arne. "Don't, don't come! I am..." "You're not even worth killing." He clicked his tongue and struck Arne's head with his fist. Thwaaaack! With a sound like rocks breaking, Arne vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. "Gasp!" "Hah!" Perhaps because of the ugliness Arne had shown, no one ran out to worry about him. "Come out now." Raon stepped on the fallen Arne and moved forward. "And speak." He gestured to the Ghost of Eden who had been hiding behind Arne. "What you were aiming for with this petty scheme."