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

Chapter 93

"You are babbling so much dogshit through that trap."

"Who... ugh!"

The swordsmen turned their heads upon hearing a chilly voice from behind them. Martha Zieghart was standing there, wrinkling her lovely forehead.

"Bullshit? Lies?"

Martha leaned forward and snorted.

"If that was really a lie, do you think me or Burren would've done nothing about it? Is your head just a decoration? How about thinking from time to time, huh?"

Vulgar words came from her mouth despite her beautiful appearance.

"Hmm..."

"That's..."

The swordsmen turned while groaning instead of talking back to Martha. They had no choice, since they didn't dare offend Denier Zieghart's beloved daughter even though they were official swordsmen.

"Watch closely with those dead fisheyes of yours."

Martha crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair.

"Since something completely different from your expectations is about to happen."

***

"Denier raised his daughter incorrectly."

Balder, who was sitting on the platform, crossed his legs and smiled coldly.

"No, I guess he didn't raise her incorrectly, but picked the wrong child."

He murmured that there was no way she could be talented as she had peepholes for eyes.

However, he didn't really care about how Martha rudely treated the swordsmen. That was the extent of the difference existing in the world between the direct lines and collaterals or people below them.

"The fight is already decided. I want the Sword Duel to be over already and hear that arrogant bastard's scream."

The result of the duel was as plain as day. No matter how talented Raon was, it was impossible for him to win against Raden, as he had never experienced fighting a flexible sword.

He smiled in anticipation, eager to watch Raon scream upon getting his energy center destroyed and his mana circuit ripped apart after the Sword Duel.

"Oh! It's been a long time."

"Hmm?"

Hearing a cheerful voice that didn't match the platform's solemn atmosphere, Balder's head turned.

"Rimmer?"

The red-haired elf was walking up to him while grinning like a fool.

"Why are you here?"

"Ah, I came to see you since I noticed you while passing by."

"Then just keep passing by."

"Ahaha! Nice joke."

Even though he told him to go away, Rimmer didn't get down from the platform, sticking next to Balder instead.

"Do you think we are close enough to joke around?"

"It's because you said something funny."

"What?"

"You said the fight is already decided, what do you mean by that?"

"Your broken eyes should still be able to see it, the difference in pressure between Raden and the loser you've trained."

"Hmm, there's certainly a clear difference."