The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 838

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Chapter 838

"aunt... ."

Raon's fingertips trembled. My brain turns white. He knew he had to run to Aris right away, but his body couldn't move, as if his body and mind were playing separately.

"uh... ?"

Burren dropped the sword he was holding in disbelief.

"What the fuck!"

Marta cursed with her face distorted.

"... Sif?"

Runaan froze in place as if she had turned into a stone statue.

"Sif!"

Raon slapped himself and forced himself to come to his senses.

"You bastard!"

"Until there."

As I was about to step on the fireworks to save Aris, Sif calmly shook her head.

"You'd better not move from that spot."

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Sif slightly twisted the black sword embedded in her chest as if she was planning to kill Aris if she approached.

"Keueuuuuu!"

Aris let out a breathless moan and trembled all over.

"you... ."

Raon gritted his teeth as he looked at Sif's calm eyes.

'Shit!'

At first, I was suspicious because Ras said he had seen Sif somewhere.

However, Sif's body was so stiff that it was difficult to lift the sword, and her auror was also dry, so she thought she couldn't harm anyone.

No, rather, he felt like he was seeing Aris and Sif's friendly faces towards him and Sylvia, so he relaxed.

I never thought something like this would happen. I never imagined that Aris would suffer like that.

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"Si, Siph... ."

Aris looked back at Sif, spitting out black blood from her mouth.

"There is no malice. mother."

Sif smiled and stroked Aris' red hair.

"Just because I need you."

He laughed in a soft voice that had not changed at all from the first time.

"Why on earth? I would have done anything you wanted... ."

Aris' black, dying lips trembled as if Sif's change was more painful than the pain of the sword being stuck in her chest.

"Because I gave you rough training? Or come to the rescue too late... ?"

Even in this situation, she was thinking of Sif first, asking why.

"training? It was definitely difficult. "Others praised me for my talent, but at the time, I wasn't that interested in strength."

Sif shook her chin with a calm look in her eyes.

"But things were different after I left my mother."

He chuckled, his voice cracking.

"How great I am. And I could see how insignificant other humans were. "Power is a really good thing."

Sif said thank you for letting her know and caressed Aris' cheek.

"I didn't train you for that!"

"Didn't your mother tell you not to lose to anyone? "It's really fun to bully and dominate the weak."

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