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

Chapter 110

Raon tapped on the sword he had. It wasn't a bad sword, but it wasn't a good one either, which was the reason he wanted to get a new one before entering the battlefield.

"Hmm, then I'll introduce you to a good one. There is the workshop street at the western end, and in a corner..."

Greer used a few hand gestures to tell him about a workshop.

"It's small and dirty, but I guarantee their competence. I want to introduce you to them personally, but I haven't finished what I came to do here yet..."

"That's not necessary. The explanation is already plenty."

Raon shook his head. It wasn't just the explanation, but his appearance alone had already helped him more than enough.

"I wanted to try fighting you again, it's a shame."

"Same goes for me."

The energy he felt from Greer, who was now qualified as a knight, was on a different level from before. It looked like he had surpassed the wall by repeating missions and training, just like Raon.

"Make sure to visit Owen later. I want to try having a proper match against you."

Just like when he left Zieghart, he smiled before leaving. Judging from the direction he went, he was returning to the black market.

"Wow, we barely managed to survive."

Dorian breathed out a long sigh.

"I never thought the young master would act so rashly. Aww..."

"I had a plan."

Raon smiled. Dorian must've been anxious, but he was perfectly calm and composed. The entire situation was at the palm of his hand.

"It's unbelievable, but I guess it's true if the young master says so. Shall we go to the workshop first?"

"No."

Raon shook his head, feeling the butterfly squirming slightly in his inner pocket.

"I have something to do before that."

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After booking their lodgings, Raon took the black butterfly from his inner pocket.

The fluttering butterfly sat down on his finger, surrounded by a faint black light.

It was a beautiful light that made him want to keep watching it, but that wasn't the butterfly's true form.

I'm really wondering what you wanted to do that made you steal that useless butterfly.

"There's nothing useless in this world. Everything has a use somewhere."

Bullshit! There is plenty of useless garbage in the world.

"You will change your mind once you witness this."

Raon took out a half red, half blue flower bud from his bag. It was the Teuton flower that he got from the Snow Tiger bandit leader.

"This is a gift for you."

He shook the Teuton flower, and the black butterfly—who was sitting on his left hand—moved to sit on the unbloomed flower petal.

The black butterfly pushed its head into the Teuton flower. The petals' color grew deeper, as if they were being painted. On the other hand, the black butterfly's black wings were dyed white, as if they were losing their color.

Bright!

The black butterfly's black light subsided, and the Teuton flower's petals shone brightly.

The light born from the two mystical creatures spread throughout the room.