The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - [Author: Writing Ant]

Chapter 47

He'd thought Runaan had returned home, but she was grabbing her hands right in front of him. Her expression was normal, but her eyes seemed frightened.

He looked at the man.

A handsome man with silver hair and purple eyes like Runaan was standing there with a greatsword on his back.

'Syria Sullion.'

He'd heard that name in his previous life.

He was the genius of House Sullion, who'd put his name on the Twelve Stars of the Continent, who are the twelve monsters that are expected to become the Ten Heavens of the Continent in the future.

'Why is she afraid?'

Despite seeing her older brother, Runaan didn't smile or look happy. Instead, she was as scared as a rabbit that had met a savage beast.

Syria was saying something to Runaan, but he couldn't really hear it. He suddenly took out a cute squirrel from his chest and offered it to Runaan.

Then, the moment Runaan extended her hand, he crushed the squirrel.

Arrrgh!

Although he couldn't hear the sound because of the energy barrier, he could at least tell that Runaan was screaming.

With a terrifyingly dry expression, Syria approached Runaan and started to whisper in her ear.

'I have to stop him.'

He didn't understand what was going on, but it felt like he couldn't let him continue.

Raon advanced, fully utilizing the aura from the 'Ten Thousand Flame Cultivation'.

Bang!

The ground collapsed and a thundering noise burst out. He could see Syria frowning, stepping away from Runaan.

"Who are you?"

Without missing his opportunity, Raon stood in front of Runaan. Tilting his head, he glared at Syria.

"Who are you to be bullying Runaan?"

He had to pretend he didn't know him.

If he knew that Syria was Runaan's family, he couldn't interfere. After all, he was her family.

However, if he pretended that he didn't know, it became possible for him to interfere.

"If you are asking for someone's name, shouldn't you give yours first?"

Syria smiled leisurely.

"That's not something you should say when you set up an energy barrier in an alley like this. Are you a thief?"

"Hmm..."

Syria frowned as Raon mocked him. However, it felt like he was acting-as if he was pretending to be angry when he was neither flustered nor angry.

'I know the type of person that would act like this would be.'

Derus Robert, who'd killed him in his previous life. He could smell the same stench from Syria.

"Ah, I guess you could misunderstand like that. But I'm neither a thief nor a stranger. I'm her older brother."

Syria pointed at Runaan, who was behind Raon.

"......"

Blocking Syria's gaze, Raon took a glance at Runaan. Her expression was still blank, but it was a different kind of blankness than usual. She looked like she was immensely shocked, with her shoulders trembling so much that he felt sorry for her.