The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman-Novel

Chapter 377

Di-did you just say that youd make me stronger?

Mark Goetten asked with wide eyes.

Indeed.

Raon nodded while looking at Mark Goettens trembling pupils.

Of course. I cant immediately increase your realm, and Ill be just helping you to make better use of your ability. Ill be practicing my dagger throw at the same time.

He took out some iron daggers without any blades and shook them.

But you dont need to be nervous. Its just simple training.

Isnt it only simple in your standard?

Wrath leered at him.

Since he was planning to attack Mark Goetten with iron daggers instead of wooden daggers, he was bound to suffer if he didnt manage to recover his original might.

Understood.

Mark Goetten realized the meaning of the training and clenched Black Hermit Saber.

How do you like Black Hermit Saber?

The grip feels perfect. Its almost like Ive been using it for a long time.

Im glad to hear that.

Raon smiled. Hed picked that saber because of the weight and shape of Mark Goettens previous weapon, and it mustve been the correct choice.

But can I really accept such a fine saber?

Since Zieghart is a house of swordsmen, we hardly have anyone using sabers. Its going to end up rotting in the warehouse if Sir Mark doesnt make use of it.

Thank you. I wont disappoint you.

Mark Goetten leaned forward from the saluting position. He was as disciplined and polite as when he used to be a knight.

Please continue your personal training in the training ground in the meantime. I think it will take more than a day to finish the preparations.

Understood.

He went to the center of the training ground and started swinging Black Hermit Saber.

Raon observed Mark Goettens technique for a while before he looked away.

He opened the two books of martial arts that hed received from Glenn and started reading them. Hed already finished reading them the day before and memorized them, but he was skimming through them one more time just in case hed missed something.

Since they were both extremely focused on one aspect of the dagger throw, he figured that a proper combination should create a technique that excelled both in speed and power.

Glenn mustve also anticipated that his realm would also increase as he created a new technique.

It will take ages for you to create a new martial art!

Wrath snorted.

How dare you attempt such a thing when you dont even know anything about dagger throwing? Just keep swinging a sword instead like youve always done!

He clicked his tongue, saying that it would be impossible to achieve unless he became an expert himself.

Raons first weapon in his previous life was a throwing dagger. Even though he hadnt used it that much in his new life, he was confident he had enough understanding of the dagger throw.

The King of Essence would rather eat another spoonful of mint chocolate ice cream instead of watching a useless attempt like that.

Whir!

Raon immediately discarded it and tried to think of a second design, but it was too focused on power and even a fly would be able to dodge it.

Instead of being disappointed, Raon immediately proceeded to the next design.

Raon smiled while imagining tens of thousands of throwing daggers flying around in his head.

A small throwing dagger sprouted like a bud inside his mental image, which had nothing but blades.

* * *

Mark Goetten lowered the saber hed been swinging and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Black Hermit Saber, the saber that Raon had gifted him, had the perfect grip. It was as if hed been using it since childhood.

Its quality mustve been even better than the saber hed been given by the king when he used to belong to a knight order.

Hed never heard the name Black Hermit Saber before, but he could tell better than anyone how valuable it was because hed been using a saber as a weapon all along.

It was a priceless treasure that couldnt be purchased with even a mountain of gold coins.

Mark Goetten briefly exhaled and shifted his eyes towards Raon.

He was thankful about the fact that Raon gave away such a noted saber and accepted a failure like him after a small trial, and he thought he was just a bit peculiar.

After saying that he would prepare for the training, Raon didnt move an inch for the entire day and a half.

He looked like he was practicing martial arts in his head, and it was unbelievable that he could maintain that focus when he wasnt even cultivating.

Because he was displaying a tremendous amount of focus from right next to him, his senses were sharpened a lot more than usual.

Mark felt like he could fight even better than his normal abilities in his current state.

It would be nice if I could have a spar right now

Lets do it then.

When Mark Goetten was murmuring about his wish, a low voice could be heard. He looked around, and Raon was looking at him with his eyes open.

Sir Raon!

Sorry for the long wait.

He stood up and smiled while warming up his shoulders and ankles.

You said you wanted a spar, right?

Ah, about that

We will do it of course, since it was our initial objective.

Raon nodded after examining Mark Goetten.

It doesnt look like you need any preparations.

Indeed.

Mark Goetten fixed the grip on Black Hermit Saber with sparkling eyes. He was excited for the battle because hed been practicing the saber art all along.

Lets get started right away.

Raon leaped backward and took his throwing daggers into both hands. He scattered three throwing daggers from his right hand at the same time without any warning.

Swoosh!

Along with the piercing sound of the wind, the throwing daggers flew towards his thigh, shoulder, and the vital spot in his abdomen.

Clang!

Mark Goetten swung Black Hermit Saber diagonally to fend off the throwing daggers at once.

Despite his expectations, Raons throwing daggers werent that fast or heavy.

Honestly, he felt like the wooden daggers that hed been throwing from the cliff were more powerful than that.

How was it?

It was a bit too light.

I see, please wait a moment.

Raon closed his eyes while standing. He opened his eyes again after a long time, and the pressure emerging from his shoulders differed from before. 

Here I go again.

Raon threw three daggers from his left hand at the same time. Just like the previous attempt, they were targeting his thigh, shoulder, and abdomen.

Mark Goetten narrowed his eyes and examined the daggers flying towards him.

Although they were clearly thrown with the same amount of aura and method as the previous attempt, the speed was at least twice as fast as before.

It was also soundless and had a faint presencelike an assassins swordsmanship.

Clang! Clang!

On top of speed and stealthiness, even the weight and power had increased. Because the rebound was on a whole different level from the previous attack, Mark couldnt hide his frown.

Sir Raon, was this?

Ah, please wait a moment.

Raon closed his eyes once again while standing. He opened his eyes faster than the last time and grabbed the throwing daggers with his right hand.

Lets try again.

He nimbly jumped into the air and threw the third round of daggers.

The second set of throwing daggers was already faster than the first, but the third was even faster than that, and the improved stealthiness made them even more difficult to perceive. If they were doing it in the night, Mark wouldnt have been able to figure out where they were targeting.

Clang! Clang!

The speed and stealthiness werent the only improvements. The power of the throwing daggers was also further improved.

It was difficult to believe the drastic improvement in power when all Raon had done was to think about it while standing still for a short time.

Huff

He managed to deflect the daggers with difficulty and exhaled intensely. He raised his head and saw that Raon was already meditating with his eyes closed.

Mark Goetten swallowed nervously, and the hands holding Black Hermit Saber started to tremble.

* * *

* * *

Raon repeated the process of throwing the daggers and thinking about it three more times. His thoughts ended faster and faster, and the daggers speed and power were getting unbearable.

Haa

Mark Goetten exhaled roughly and clenched Black Hermit Saber. He bit his lip while watching Raon on the opposite side.

Here I go.

Raon casually swung his hand to throw three daggers. Upon leaving his hand, the throwing daggers blended into the wind before they struck. The presence was faint, but the high speed was almost terrifying.

Argh!

The saber slashed powerfully in a zigzag pattern to clash against Raons throwing daggers.

Clang!

He was getting pushed back even though it was a clash between a saber and throwing daggers. He judged he wouldnt be able to deflect all three daggers, so he pulled his leg back in order to dodge one and barely managed to fend off the two others.

Psh!

A small amount of blood gushed out from his left thigh as the dagger brushed past.

Ugh

Mark Goetten sighed roughly. It wouldve been really dangerous if the throwing daggers werent targeting the same place every time.

Hey, Sir Raon Gasp!

Raon wasnt satisfied with the performance and had already started thinking once again. Chills ran down his spine from a frightening premonition.

Mark wasnt confident he could deal with the next wave of throwing daggers if they became even faster and stronger just like they always did.

As he started walking towards Raon to tell him it was getting too difficult to fend off, light returned to Raons eyes. The meditation didnt even take ten minutes.

Its somewhat completed now.

He smiled cheerfully and took out new daggers.

W-wait

Lets start again.

Raon made his declaration and fired the daggers. The extremely fast and stealthy daggers couldnt even be seen anymore, and Marks heart skipped a beat.

Damn it!

Mark Goetten raised Black Hermit Saber with his trembling hands.

* * *

Whoosh!

The throwing daggers reappeared in an instant and unleashed their frightening sharpness toward Mark Goettens solar plexus.

Haap!

Claaang!

Black Hermit Saber, wrapped in astral energy, clashed against the reddened throwing daggers. A powerful shockwave engulfed the center of the training ground.

Rumble!

Raons throwing daggers pressed upon Mark Goettens saber as if someone were holding them and crushed his body.

Clang!

Mark Goetten was unable to overcome the tremendous power of the dagger and was pushed back alongside Black Hermit Saber. The daggers brushed past his side instead of his solar plexus which was the original target.

Psh!

His combat uniform was torn, and red blood gushed out.

Huff

Mark Goetten faltered and fell to his knees. His body was covered in wounds of varied severity just like the cut hed just received.

Raon threw the dagger into the air before catching it with a smile.

This cant be happening

Wrath narrowed his eyes in a triangular shape while watching the daggers floating in the air.

You cant possibly make a new martial art in such a short time with your current skill! This is nonsense!

He barked, saying that he couldnt understand it at all.

You didnt reach transcendence, unlike the King of Essence or your geezer. How did you even do that?!

Raon pushed Wrath away and smiled.

You are saying that again! The King of Essence is sick and tired of it!

Of course, it wasnt a question of getting good.

Raon narrowed his eyes while looking at Mark Goettens trembling shoulders.

Raon smiled faintly and waved his hand at Mark Goetten.

Sir Mark, lets get started again.

A-again?

Mark Goetten sank to his knees and his chin started to tremble.

I-I thought it was over!

Of course not, we are only getting started. I still have a lot to polish in this technique. And I think I can improve its speed and power a bit further.

I-I believe I wont be able to take on it anymore.

He shook his hand, his face pale.

Thats not true. You are more than capable of doing it. I believe in you.

Raon raised his fist and shouted, You can do it, for Mark Goetten.

The next part of the training was the most important part to improve Mark Goettens skills. It might be a bit difficult, and his life might be threatened on rare occasions, but that was all going to become his very blood and flesh.

Are you sure about the rare part when it comes to endangering his life?

Huaaaah!

Wham!

With the powerful sound of an explosion, Mark Goetten bounced back and slammed into the ground.

Ack

Mark Goetten raised himself while faltering. His limbs were trembling from exhaustion.

Raon smiled while looking at him.

The prowess Mark Goetten had displayed was more than his level. It wasnt too great either, but hed managed to climb a small stair.

S-sir Raon, Im going to die at this rat

Well continue without any breaks. Training shouldnt have any pauses, after all.

W-wait!

My training doesnt wait.

Ah

Mark Goetten clenched his saber with his trembling hands.

His instincts as a knight and mercenary were shouting at him, that he was really going to die if he failed to stop them.

He mustered his grip and ignited all of the aura sleeping deep inside his energy center.

Aaaaah!

Whaaaam!

He murmured as his vision turned as dark as if the night had fallen into the world.

* * *

Haa

Burren exhaled deeply and opened his eyes. His blue eyes of the wind lightened the cultivation room.

So, this is the Four Cloud Elixir.

An excited smile appeared on his face as he looked at his hands.

Hed taken lots of different elixirs before as a member of the direct line of Zieghart, but the Four Cloud Elixir was outstanding even among them. On top of increasing the quantity of his aura, even his body was altered during the cultivation.

It was different from the reformation, but he could clearly see that his body became capable of moving even faster and stronger.

He chuckled while looking up at the ceiling.

He helped me once again.

The reason why the Four Clouds Elixir was delivered was because Raon won the Six Kings tournament. It was heartwarming to think that Raon had given away such a precious elixir without hesitation.

Raon always thought about the Light Wind squads overall growth instead of himself. The only way for the Light Wind squad to return the favor of the elixir was to get stronger even faster.

The hand of the clock for checking the date had moved five units away from the beginning.

He didnt manage to completely absorb the Four Clouds Elixir, but it would be more efficient to go outside and start other training since hed been cultivating long enough.

Burren stood up and shook the dust off his training outfit. His face looked like he was finally returning with a great achievement as he opened the cultivation room door and went outside.

The pitch-black training ground suggested that it was the middle of the night. He guessed that the others were still cultivating since the other rooms were still closed.

Then where are Raon and Sir Mark?

He started looking for the two people who were supposed to be guarding them, and a small sound of explosion could be heard from the center of the training ground.

Whaam!

Along with a powerful shockwave, someone was sent flying into the air before getting slammed on the ground.

Wh-what?!

He strained his eyes while wondering what was happening, and he noticed that the training ground was in a strange shape. There were craters all over the place as if someone had bombarded it with magic, and he couldnt find anywhere that still remained intact.

He figured a war mustve broken out, but he hadnt realized it because the cultivation room completely blocked the sound and impact completely.

Rustle!

While Burren was panicking, something started crawling towards him from the location where the source of the cannon-like explosion had hit the ground.

Gasp!

He was about to strike with an aura blade because he thought it was a zombie, but he realized he was the Saber of the Fallen Flower, Mark Goetten, who had previously joined them with Raon.

S-Sir Mark?

Sa-save

His body was covered in blood, and his pale lips were trembling as he held onto Burrens ankle.

Save me!

What?

Burrens jaw dropped, and he didnt know how to respond. Raon walked out from the sandy dust. He threw the dagger into the air before catching it with a smile.

It looks like you were successful.

Raon pointed at Mark Goetten on the ground and bobbed his hand.

Sir Mark, the training isnt over yet. Lets try one more time. Just one more

Burren swallowed nervously as he witnessed that frightening sight.