The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

Jake, expressions mixed between nervousness and excitement.

“Just as the instructor said, you shouldn’t be careless because it’s an orc.
Since I can’t stop it sometimes, you should always maintain your focus.
And…”

Jake pointed at the orc with the ring on his right hand.

 

Whir.

 

The magic circle surrounding the orc was twisted like a vine and shone with five colors, then the orc’s appearance started to change.

The protruding front teeth went back into place and the green skin burned with white.
It only took a few seconds until the orc became a plain, middle-aged man with brown hair holding an axe.

“A-a human?”

“What’s this!”

“Why is there a human…?”

“You won’t be fighting a normal orc, but an orc that has been transformed into a human through magic.”

Jake moved the orc’s axe and pointed it at the trainees.

“Eek!”

“Ugh!”

“Th-that’s just a human!”

The trainees were surprised at the sudden change and stared blankly at the orc that had become a human.

“I’ll tell you one more thing.”

Rimmer walked up in front of Jake and raised his finger.

“The fight today isn’t about winning against the orc or neutralizing it.
It will only end once you cut off its head.”

With his raised finger, he pointed at the human-appearing orc.

“Ah…”

“Th-that’s…”

The panicked trainees could only look at each other without being able to step up.

“Most of the orcs that were caught by magicians have already killed a human before.
Since there’s no need for mercy, do your best to fight and win.”

Rimmer said in an unusually heavy voice, then stepped back.

‘Dorian’s information was accurate.’

Raon nodded.

‘It’s not bad training.’

Most swordsmen were unable to make the finishing blow in their first real battle.

In fact, many unfortunate geniuses had died like that, unable to overcome their first actual fight despite having excellent abilities.

In order to prevent that from happening, today’s fight wasn’t only about fighting a monster, but also about preparing them to fight humans in the future.

‘And…’

Raon looked at Runaan, who was sticking next to him.
Her lips were trembling after hearing that she had to cut its head off.

‘It’s a perfect opportunity to break her curse.’

Rimmer was probably unaware of it, but it seemed he could undo Syria’s brainwashing on Runaan thanks to this training.

Are you not even paying attention to that scum magician?

‘Of course.’

Raon nodded.
The best thing he could do was strengthen some slightly ferocious orc that he got somewhere to try fighting him.
It wasn’t even worth being nervous about.

Removing the engraved fear from Runaan’s mind was more important right now.

“Then let’s start right away.
The first person to fight will be…”

“I’ll do it.”

Burren raised his hand before Jake even finished speaking.

“You must know him, right? He is the son of Central Martial Palace’s master.
Please strengthen the orc a lot for him.”

“Alright.”

Jake licked his lips upon hearing Rimmer’s explanation.
Of course he knew about him, since he was the son of the person who gave him the task.

“Loop Agility, Loop Strength.”

Once he uttered the incantation to increase the agility and strength, blue light fluttered around the orc and his yellow eyes became even more violent.

“Go.”

Once Jake extended his finger forward, the orc stepped up with heavy footsteps.

After clenching and opening his fist a few times, Burren unsheathed the real sword he had been supplied with.
He nodded at Jake, signaling that he was ready.

“Then let’s begin.”

Once Jake flicked his finger, the letters surrounding the orc disappeared.

“Grrr!”

The orc kicked the off from the ground with a thunderous roar.
Running like a beast, it slammed its axe down at Burren’s head.

“I can see everything.”

Burren lifted his sword as he used his aura.

 

Clash!

 

As a rusty axe and well-polished sword collided against each other, red sparks appeared.

“Kugh!”

Burren raised his eyes sharply.
The hand that was holding the sword trembled, as if it were creaking.

‘What is this weight…?’

He’d never seen nor fought against an orc, but he thought he could easily cut through him with how strong he currently was.

However, the weight of the orc’s axe wasn’t something he could handle easily.
It wasn’t lacking in any way when compared to the knight trainee of the Owen Kingdom he’d fought last time.

“Haa!”

Powerfully turning his wrist, he deflected the orc’s axe.

“Grr!”

The orc stepped back a couple times, then dashed back at him even faster.
Its eyes glowed yellow, full of intent—it wanted to tear Burren limb from limb.

The trainees that were watching were surprised by the bloodlust, but Burren wasn’t intimidated.

“How dare you!”

Instead, he furiously slashed with his sword.

 

Wham! Wham!

 

When the orc pummeled down his axe as if it was facing the enemy of its life, Burren’s sword pierced into its opening.

 

Stab!

 

Red blood spurt from the orc’s shoulder and thigh.

“Kuahhh!”

However, it kept coming at him with an even fiercer roar.
It looked like a complete beast now.

“I’ll end you!”

Getting under the orc, Burren slashed upwards.

 

Clank!

 

The moment he was about to cut the orc’s head off after pushing back its axe, Burren’s sword was turned to the right.
Instead of its neck, it cut through more than half of the orc’s forearm.

“Hmm…”

Burren bit his lip, unable to finish it off despite having the opportunity.

“Kuah!”

Orc kept forcing its way into him like a bull, despite being seriously injured in its shoulder and forearm.
It had become weaker, but its vigor remained the same.

 

Woosh!

 

Burren used his footwork to get to the orc’s back as it slowed down.
The moment he was about to cut off the orc’s head by slashing horizontally, his sword stopped once again.

“Damn it!”

Burren stepped back while cursing.
The tip of his sword was trembling, as if he was terrified.

“Burren.”

Rimmer, who was watching the fight from the platform, raised himself.

“Even though you know that what’s trying to kill you is a monster, and not a human, you still can’t kill it, right?”

His voice was peaceful, as if he already knew it would happen.

“It’s because you are good natured.
Since you see that monster as a human, you can’t move your sword properly.
However…”

Rimmer continued, pointing at the orc grinding its teeth.

“Like I said before, that orc has already tasted human blood before.
Most of the monsters that magicians possess have already killed humans before.”

“He’s right.”

Jake nodded, confirming what Rimmer said.

“It’s okay to be unable to kill it now, as this is just a practice.
However, if your hand stops on the battlefield, the swordsman or monster that you were unable to kill will end up killing your ally instead.”

“Ugh…”

While deflecting the orc’s axe, Burren listened to Rimmer’s calm advice.

“And you can’t stop now if you want to catch up to your target, can you?”

Hearing that, Burren turned his head towards Raon.
After meeting his red eyes, his sword was clad in a heavier aura than before.

“Grrrr!”

“How dare you!”

The moment the orc’s axe dropped vertically, Burren stretched his knees and pierced into its space.

“Haa!”

With a shout of concentration, his sword drew a semicircle.

 

Slash!

 

As a red line was drawn into the sky, the orc’s head fell and its body collapsed.
As its life ended, its human appearance returned to its original orcish form.

“Huff! Huff!”

Burren gasped for breath, sticking his sword on the ground.
However, he didn’t look away.
He kept watching the corpse he’d created.

“Good job.”

Rimmer smiled and Burren looked at him for a moment, then turned his head.
It was the first time that their eyes met without frowning.

“……”

Burren took a glance at Raon for the last time, then returned to his place.

 

Snap!

 

When Jake snapped his fingers, the orc’s corpse disappeared.
However, the blood covering the training ground’s floor still remained.

“Well then, next is…”

“Me!”

Martha stood up, confidently raising her hand.
There was no hesitation in her footsteps as she walked up to the orc.

“Hmm…”

Raon looked away from Martha's confident back and looked at Runaan.

“Ugh…”

Contrary to Martha, Runaan’s lips were trembling as she looked at the blood-soaked floor.
Her face looked as white as a sheet.

Raon’s eyes grew gloomy.
Runaan had been avoiding shedding blood as much as she could.

When she sparred against other trainees, or the knight trainee, she’d only suppressed them without actually injuring them.

He didn’t really think anything of it back then, but now that he looked back at it, it seemed she’d decided to fight like that because she was afraid of blood.

‘So, it was the blood.’

Syria Sullion carved fear into her while showing her blood.
Crushing the squirrel must’ve been to remind her of that trauma.

Frightening coldness covered Raon’s red eyes.

‘Syria Sullion.’

‘I’ll break the curse you’ve cast on Runaan.’