The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius

Episode 19

The Salon Mascal was a place that exposed the dark side of Troben’s society.

In fact, the aristocratic society was no different than a battlefield where they compared and flaunted the prestige of their families and weighed the gains and losses of an arranged marriage.

Dating in such a place was something only naive idiots would try.

But salon mascara was different.

This was a meeting place completely out of the public eye.

From aristocrats to wealthy merchants, a place to meet and enjoy a partner of your choice regardless of age or gender.

Because I wore a mask and acted anonymously, I was able to experience an overnight escape.

Plus, if you really liked your partner, you’d even carry on your relationship outside of the salon mascara.

“It’s interesting.”

Before long, the madam’s voice, which seemed to have calmed down somewhat, tickled my ears.

Turning my head slightly to look at her, I smiled.

VIP has appeared for the first time in 20 years, because he was a very young person.

I couldn’t help but wonder

She seems to have aged quite nicely, but Madam also couldn’t escape the flow of time.

No matter how good makeup was, it couldn’t completely hide the wrinkles around her neck and mouth.

I threw a question at her.

“What’s fun?”

“Don’t you know better?”

“A human who appeared for the first time in decades suddenly got younger?”

“In principle, our Salon Mascal does not allow inheritance of unique passwords.”

As she said, you couldn’t use this place with someone else’s password.

Even if it was a rich relationship, it was the same.

But I insisted on my existence regardless.

I’ve been living my life with blood, so what’s difficult about pretending to be like this.

“What if it’s not hereditary?”

“It can’t be. He’s dead.”

The madam stared at me with suspicious eyes.

The code he just pulled out was used by Kane, the Sogaju of Riverrun who died 19 years ago.

Who the hell doesn’t know that House Riverrun has fallen?

In particular, the madam of Salon Mascal should have known better than anyone else.

Because in my previous life, I had been to this place quite literally.

However, I answered with a relaxed curl of the corners of my mouth.

“The southern jackal isn’t dead. It’s just crouching, sharpening its claws.”

“……is that possible?”

she asked in a trembling voice.

I couldn’t believe it, but I had a vague feeling that I wanted that.

It seemed that he had gone from complete denial to half-doubt.

I shrugged my shoulders and muttered slyly.

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Just like Riverrun’s Sogaju Kane.

“Do you think I can’t do it? If it were me, you would know that even death can be overcome.”

“A lot of years have passed. Even if you come back alive, you can’t lie about your age.”

“You don’t have a metamorphosis? It’s not difficult to become younger.”

Phantasmal Metamorphosis referred to the process of reconstructing the body to be suitable for battle.

It is a phenomenon that can only be experienced by those who have reached Tier 1, and is hardly known to the general public.

However, Madame seemed to know what metamorphosis was.

When I see you startled and blink your eyes.

She seemed to have agreed for the time being, and said in a bewildered voice.

“I see what you mean.”

Of course, he didn’t seem to fully believe it.

However, I had a certain deck that would dazzle Madam.

Maybe with this one shot, I could fake it until I escaped this place.

“Then can I go in now?”

“Yes, enjoy it comfortably. What kind of alcohol can I prepare for you?”

Sure enough, she naturally induced the order.

His eyes twinkled as if wondering what I was asking for.

“Cabe Sticks in a bottle of Garros Quere.”

“ah…….”

Madame covered her mouth with her hand and looked at me with a shocked expression.

My head, which had been plagued by doubts, must now be cleared.

This spell was proof of Kane Riverrun’s unique taste.

In general, those who visit Salon Mascal secretly tried to show off their wealth.

Even after coming here, he couldn’t break the habit of being in the social world of Troben.

So I had to order the most expensive drink.

However, even though Garos Quer was moderately priced, few customers were looking for it.

It was because of the sharp and pungent scent, which made people like and dislike it.

Moreover, Cave Stick is a nut snack with a spicy taste.

The food was far from Troben’s taste.

The madam smiled softly and bowed her head slightly.

It seemed to mean an apology for the fact that he had doubts so far.

“To make a cave stick, you’ll have to show off your skills after a long time.”

Besides me, Garos Cuer had customers ordering often.

But very few people wanted her hometown dish, cave sticks.

No, there was no one at all except me.

Because it wasn’t even on the menu.

Took!

“I calculate it in advance. The rest is the tip that made the cave stick.”

I put a fairly heavy bag of gold coins on the counter and walked inside without hesitation.

Even this was the same behavior as me 19 years ago, Kane Riverrun.

The cool attitude of not listening to an answer.

The madam was probably looking at my back with a bewildered face.

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‘wow! The incentives I’ve accumulated over the years are gone in an instant!’

I acted cool, but the money I just paid was definitely not small.

It was to the extent that he robbed all the money he had saved while working as a second-class assassin.

Of course, if you go back to the eastern branch, you’ll get bonuses for succeeding in killing Brooks and escorting missions.

However, it was unavoidable that there was a lot of bleeding.

‘No, I, the great tastemaker of Troven, trembled for such an amount. ah! I miss the past when I used to spend a lot of gold coins. Damn it.’

When I sat down at a table, the waiter gave me a bottle of Garoscoeur.

I immediately poured myself a drink and slowly savored the incense.

this unique smell.

It’s been 20 years since I’ve been in charge, but it was perfect for my taste.

With a satisfied expression on my face, I took a sip of my drink little by little.

Garos Cuer was a solo drink with a sharp difference between good and bad.

The less experience, the stronger the tendency to drink quickly.

It was because the alcohol was high and the incense was shot.

‘Big! After all, it tastes like this.’

If you come to Salon Mascal, of course you should drink Signature.

Where are you pouring expensive things without knowing how to look good?

lose the taste

As expected, I looked around the tables all around, ordering the most expensive one.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone special.”

Suddenly, someone sat down on the sofa opposite and started talking to me.

I was about to throw a displeased glance at the somewhat rude behavior, but my eyes suddenly opened.

Suddenly, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared like snow melting.

‘Ah, if you’re pretty, everything is forgiven.’

It seemed that the time had finally come to enjoy the arts.

It’s in operation now, but something to know.

My role is to shake the siege anyway.

‘It’s an owl mask… … .’

The masks worn at Salon Mascal were different for each person, but there was some formality.

A black wire mesh was put over the eyes so that the eyes could not be seen, and the ears were not to be exposed.

In order to consume food, only the mouth can be exposed.

However, having lived a idyllic life for a long time, I instinctively noticed.

I mean, she’s definitely a beauty.

‘This is unconditional. My intuition proves it.’

You could guess the beauty of the other person just by looking at the pale white skin and the attractive lips.

Although wrapped tightly in a dress, her body seemed to draw beautiful curves as well.

The beauty of completely hiding your identity and unraveling your relationship with the opposite sex just by talking.

That was the hallmark of Salon Mascal.

Hiding his excitement, he pretended to be polite and answered her words.

Troben’s noble ladies hate clownish and light-hearted people.

But Miss Owl didn’t seem interested in my attitude.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a madam so surprised.”

The Madame of Salon Mascal was a prominent figure leading the Troven social scene.

There was even a reliable background in the central political world, so there was no law to panic.

Miss Owl seemed unfamiliar with the madam’s reaction.

I glanced at her whole body and replied as if it was not a big deal.

“It’s probably been a while since I’ve seen you. A man who’s so handsome.”

After answering in a natural way, the owl smiled.

I couldn’t have imagined that such an answer would come out.

She tapped the bottle with her fingernails and asked questions in passing.

“You look young. It’s amazing that you can already access Mascal. You must be a descendant of the central nobility, right?”

Probably most men would have been open to this natural question.

However, I am a super-elite who has gone through all the prenatal battles.

Regardless of whether there was such a thing, I did not have the heart to easily throw out information.

‘Is it before exploration? That’s good.’

Presumably, the other person also didn’t seem to have a big age gap with me.

At most, three or four years old.

If so, most of the young people who come and go to Salon Mascal would have known about it.

Like she said, there won’t be many people her age here.

It seemed that he was probably expected to be a rookie who did not show his face in the social world.

I straightened up and sat down with a mischievous smile.

“If such a beauty asks, I will have no choice but to tell you. I will tell you, so come this way.”

“why?”

“Isn’t it troublesome for other people to hear?”

“……like.”

Miss Owl untied her legs and crossed over to the sofa.

I sat a little apart, probably wary, but I naturally approached her.

Then he brought his mouth to his ear.

It’s as far as the breath can reach.

“The fact is…….”

After a moment’s pause, she drew closer and listened.

It was because the music of the chamber orchestra just got louder.

With a smile on my face, I murmured in the sweetest voice possible.

“I am the Sogaju of Riverrun.”