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

Chapter 1

It was how House Robert controlled the assassination team called 'Shadow'.

They abducted or bought young children and, after killing off their emotions, indoctrinated them and used them as assassins for the rest of their lives.

I too was indoctrinated, but was able to get rid of the dreadful shackles in a strange turn of fate.

"Because you were preparing to escape the clan."

Derus continued leisurely.

"I put two leashes on all of the assassins of Shadow, including you. The first one is indoctrination, and the second...."

"Ugh!"

A scream burst from me before I even registered the extreme pain. It was as if my lungs and heart were being sawed through.

"Rage Worm. The insect placed in your body is gouging your heart out at my command."

"R-rage Worm...."

Rage Worm was the worst black magic, the type that could even discern a slave's emotions.

It seemed as if Derus had used the Rage Worm to become aware of my plan to escape House Robert.

"I-it's not enough to put on a facade of justice, you even went so far as to have fed me Rage Worm? You disgusting bastard!"

"It's not disgusting. It's called being thorough. And you did actually break the indoctrination."

Derus smiled, the warm gaze that he showed in public on his face.

"There is a saying that every human lives while wearing a mask. It's just that my mask is a little thicker and more special when compared to others."

"Derus Robert......"

I clenched my teeth. I raised my body, stifling the heart-splitting pain.

I could not die without doing something.

I was abducted at an age that I do not even remember properly, and was raised to become an underground hunting dog and assassin for House Robert.

I had lived, forgetting all emotion and feeling, and only coincidently managed to break free from the indoctrination.

I had thought that I could finally live according to my own will, but it was not the key to my prison but the shackles of death that met me.

What sort of sin had I committed that forced me to live like a dog, I do not know.

Damn it!

A reddish water filled up the dried-off well of emotions. It was a rage that I had never felt before.

"You can stand in that state?"

Derus' expression wavered a little.

"I will not meet my end in disgrace."

I grasped the sword at my waist.

My senses, which had detected my death, had not changed since I stepped into the garden.

I will die here.

If I was meant to die anyway, I would not go down without a fight. At the very least, his arm... No, I would at least create a wound and die.

"Aaaargh!"

I unsheathed my sword, the concentrated aura exploding.

At that moment...

The blade stretching out broke in half.

Click.

I heard the sound of the necklace around my neck falling to the ground.