The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius

Episode 32

“…Who are you to call me that?”

Surprised for a while, Zimerman, who had his eyes closed, threw a question in a cold voice.

Well, it was a natural reaction to be vigilant like that.

Isn’t the present me with no one-on-one relationship with the staff member?

Besides, if you were as skilled as Zimerman, you would have noticed that the short-lived fire sword you just cast was subtly different.

The swords were exactly the same, but the nature of the underlying auras were completely different.

But I had the confidence to convince Zimerman.

“Isn’t the answer obvious just by looking at this?”

chuck!

I playfully thrust the sword forward.

From the sharp, outstretched sword body to the sparkling anticipation, to the simple but extraordinary shape of the handle.

It was the appearance of a black dragon sword that could not be denied.

“Besides, I’m sure I’m the only one in my family who calls you uncle.”

“…”

As the smirk continued, the body of the incessant owner flinched once.

The discipline of the Riverrun Armed Forces was quite strict.

The young monks could never call Zimerman that friendly.

The most arbitrary in the family… … .

No, except for me who lived a little freewheeling.

“The direct line of Riverrun has been annihilated. Do not try to test me.”

He saw the black dragon sword and heard the familiar title, but his determination not to go over it stood out.

He must have faced many traps while running away for a long time.

As a result, distrust of humans had no choice but to settle deep in their hearts.

Tsutsutsutsutsu!

Zimerman held the sword firmly in his left hand and raised an aura.

It was as if he was trying to demonstrate that he was still in good health.

It was so sad that I thought my heart was going to explode.

However, he did not express himself and began to bring out memories with Zimerman one by one.

‘No, Bocchan. How the hell did you do that?’

‘What?’

‘You hit the opponent’s hand correctly at the end. I don’t think anyone on that board cheated.’

‘no way… … .’

Leading a modest life, I was very good at catching all kinds of things.

I was particularly good at gambling, but the vice owner always chased after me and stopped me.

However, Zimerman fell in love with gambling.

It fell in love with my appearance, as if a Taoist god had descended.

Anyway, the last version before being confined deep in the training ground by my father’s order.

I completely overturned the board.

It made them give up by hitting the opponent’s hand.

It was probably one of the most memorable memories for Zimerman.

At that time, I answered the incessant question like this.

“How can I inform you of the sword’s secret secret?”

The voice is slightly different, but the intonation and manner of speaking matched perfectly.

In an instant, Zimerman’s eyes widened to the point where they could no longer grow.

This is really because it’s a word that you can’t know at all unless you are the person involved.

“Uh, how did you do that…”

Budanju was finally able to believe a little bit.

A completely different reaction than before.

There was no more movement of the pupil to find an escape route.

Maybe it was just because he was so surprised, his eyes were only shaking seriously.

I smiled at Zimerman like that.

“Of course I’m Riverrun’s soju, Kane.”

“Surely Sogaju is dead. I even checked the body!”

“I, who was good at catching all kinds of things, could not have faked death?”

“…”

Since this happened, I decided to just go out shamelessly.

The corpse was just a fake, and I survived by hiding somewhere in the monster-infested backcountry.

In fact, it was more difficult to believe that he had succeeded in possessing someone else’s body with the seal of Daynox.

Because only I knew of the existence of that magic circle.

Moreover, after he was revived, he tried several times, but strangely, it was impossible to summon the first family head.

There was no way to prove it, so it was much quicker to be persuaded by just circumspect.

He seemed to have changed his mind slightly, but Zimerman did not release the aura he raised.

It seemed he wasn’t sure yet.

“What are you so hesitant about? Proposing to me? You’ll fail again four times.”

I put an end to incessant disbelief.

Zimerman was famous for being a man who had tried several times to propose and then got dumped.

It is known within the family three times, but in reality there was another attempt.

At that time, I was together, and I decided not to reveal it on the condition that I turn a blind eye to my mistakes.

It was because it was so ugly.

“I didn’t tell you until the end. Not even to my father or my younger brother.”

“Whoa… I know. It’s an incident that could have been rumored, but no one was talking about it.”

Finally, Zimerman answered my question properly.

Then, as before, he called me with a warm voice.

“It’s been a while. Master.”

Chirac is a vassal family of Riverrun and has been like one body for a very long time.

To put it bluntly, Zimerman and I are distant relatives.

Even so, Zimerman always called me the young boy because he was in the position of Sogaju.

Others think of me as ‘handsome trash’.

Tsutsutsu… … .

The aura finally disappeared from the sword of incessant attention.

I strode toward Zimerman.

It was a way to warmly hug an acquaintance whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

But that was just then.

“Cool!”

Dudududuk!

Isn’t the new type of incessantism that vomited fresh blood completely crumbling?

He tried to hold on using his sword as a cane, but his arms did not have any strength at all.

“Mister!”

I quickly approached and helped Zimerman.

He had some serious injuries, but he was obviously in pretty good shape until just now.

But how can it get so bad so quickly?

Carefully laying the restless body down, I immediately cast magic.

‘Rejuvenation, Healing.’

Continuous recovery magic and healing magic corresponding to Tier 4 and Tier 5, respectively, were continuously applied.

However, it only stopped the bleeding, and Zimerman’s condition was still not good.

This is despite the fact that rejuvenation continues to repair collapsing tissue.

chin.

However, the left hand of Sudanju suddenly came up and lightly touched my shoulder.

“…you don’t have to try too hard.”

Zimerman’s face was very calm.

It was as if he had already accepted death.

I shook my head and poured all kinds of healing magic.

Soon after, outwardly, it appeared to be completely healed.

The bleeding was properly controlled, and the eyes that had been completely crushed returned to normal.

Even so, the face of the intrusive was black and dead.

“young master.”

“Be quiet. Shouldn’t you be doing something? How did you use the recovery magic?”

“……young master.”

“Oh, why?”

Zimerman quietly spoke to me as I tried magic in a cold sweat.

Before I knew it, he was touching my face with his left hand.

“Seeing you so desperate, you’re a real youngster.”

“I did that, but you don’t believe me? Now?”

“Even though we only met and went out to play, Bocchan was a very warm person.

“Ah. What about the old days. Are you talking about chickens again?”

“Whoop whoop…”

At my blunt answer, Bu Dan-ju let out a low laugh.

It seemed to remind me of an incident when I was young in the kitchen, holding chickens and using raw chickens.

They told me that I was raising them so I couldn’t kill them, but I ate the chicken dish that was served for dinner.

I always pretended I didn’t remember, on the pretext of being too young, but in fact I could recall it clearly.

It was like Zimerman’s repertoire that he used whenever he was at a disadvantage.

“I don’t have any external injuries now, how about internal injuries?”

I looked at every corner of the incessant body and asked a question.

Then Zimerman muttered an absurd sound in a weak voice.

“I was looking for the scattered survivors of Riverrun. Then I got caught in a trap by the Feltons and became a wolf.”

“Sure. You shouldn’t have been careful.”

“How can I keep my composure? Whoa… they captured my wife alive.”

“Aunt Marie? Did you rescue her?”

“Already… Cool! He passed away… It was. Yea, it was disinformation.”

Even though he poured out so much healing magic, his complexion only got worse and worse.

It must have been a serious blow to the foundation of the aura.

I spoke to Zimerman and cast various magics to keep him from losing his mind.

Maybe it’s because it’s something that can’t be revived.

“Ha! These are really nasty bastards. Keep breathing. They’re rotating aura, right?”

“Yeah…… But thanks to those guys, Keuuk! Didn’t I meet the young master?”

Bu Danju smiled faintly and briefly explained what had happened.

I wanted to let people know that I was also born as the youngest member of the Wonsu family, but only Zimer just continued.

“It wasn’t just a waste of time… I met a survivor and made a safe house.”

“Is that true?”

“Yes. If you want to meet them, find the grave of the sword in the kingdom of Railhash… geuk!”

But it was just at that moment that I was about to tell you the crucial information about the survivors.

Budanju, clutching his chest, groaned in pain and buried his head in my arms.

He suffered severe internal injuries and could no longer speak.

Perhaps what had looked quite normal until just now seemed to be retro-reflective.

“Ahh…….”

In the end, unable to save Zimerman, I let out a low moan along with tears.

There was no doubt that in the close battle with the Felton Knights, he had fought by transforming it into an ode to bring it to the source of life.

I was crying silently while hugging Budanju, but for some reason I felt like I could hear someone’s voice.

‘Boss, you can’t go there anymore!’

Zimerman’s voice came to announce that his father’s ultimatum had been delivered.

I was confined to the training room for violating the warning, but I thought that day would be the last time I met the Budanju.

I have never regretted going to the gambling hall, but today, for some reason, I felt resentful of my past self.

“Damn it. How lousy were you?”

I couldn’t bear to raise my head and look at Zimerman’s face.

It was because a terrible feeling of remorse was weighing down his whole body.