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

Chapter 60

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

[Translator - Kyangi]

[Proofreader - Harley]

Chapter 60

"A bet?"

Rimmer furrowed his brows, looking Metun up and down.

"What kind of bet do you wanna make so suddenly?"

"A bet to prove that the fifth training ground is really the best among Zieghart's trainees."

"Ah, you wanna bang out?"

"Stop talking so vulgarly as a Zieghart instructor."

"Fighting and banging out, it's the same thing. It's just more intuitive."

Rimmer grinned and finished drinking his beer. Metun remained stiff, like a stone statue.

Even though they were both head instructors, their personalities were the complete opposite.

"Oh, are Rimmer and Metun fighting each other?"

"It's not them, but they're making their students fight!"

"Then the fifth and sixth training ground? That's huge!"

The people in the pub all stood up and gathered around Rimmer and Metun.

"I'm betting my entire fortune in Metun!"

"Hell no, Rimmer's going to win this one! Martha, Burren, Runaan, and there's also Raon, who won against those three!"

"That's right. The sixth training ground has many collaterals, but there's no members of the direct line. It's pretty obvious the fifth training ground is going to win!"

"Your information is trash. Trash. Do you really not know that Sir Kein joined the sixth training ground recently?"

Hearing that a member of the direct line had joined them, everyone looked at him.

"Huh? Wasn't he injured in a mission?"

"It's already been a year and six months, dummy."

"Oh, then it's hard to tell. Sir Kein was famous for his talent, especially his senses and the purity of his aura."

"It's not just hard to tell, but the sixth training ground has the advantage. Sir Kein and the collaterals that follow him are already sixteen years old."

"This is interesting!"

"Let's go! Let's gamble!"

People in the pub started taking out their money while shouting the fifth and sixth training ground's names, as if the bet was already established.

"Wow, I'm going to get beaten to death if I refuse."

Rimmer grinned. Despite what he said, he looked like he was enjoying it.

Metun's expression didn't change. It seemed he'd already expected that to happen.

"But why do you want to bang out all of a sudden?"

"It's not banging out..."

"Don't mind the details."

"Do you really not know?"

"Is it because of the Owen Kingdom?"

Rimmer raised his beer glass while scratching his chin.

"Yes. Because the Owen Kingdom only asked for a spar at the fifth training ground after watching the sixth training ground, the children's pride was trampled."