The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1010

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Chapter 1010

—Come out this instant! Let us fight, True Demon King!

Wrath hurled challenges at the System, throwing punches at the empty air in his rampage.

‘Let me see what we have here.’

I ignored Wrath’s outburst and examined the messages materializing before my eyes.

[You have defeated an opponent of extremely high caliber.]
[You have earned the recognition of Wrath.]
[You have witnessed a battle between Absolutes.]
[You have achieved a great Achievement!]

Four lines had already passed, and these were merely confirmations, not rewards. It seemed I had accomplished quite a number of Achievements this time.

‘The opponent of extremely high caliber must be Tacheon.’

Since Guisalchang had been at a similar level to me, that extremely high-caliber opponent could only be Tacheon.

‘Does this message mean Tacheon is truly dead?’

Tacheon had lived for centuries and possessed the ability to resurrect immediately even after death, so I couldn’t be certain even after cutting him down with the Soul Reaper Sword.

But seeing this content appear in the reward message suggested that this time, he was truly gone.

‘Still, I mustn’t let my guard down just in case.’

I recalled Tacheon’s twisted smile and examined the content below.

‘The battle between Absolutes was certainly invaluable.’

Glen and the Heavenly Demon had fought in a realm of absolute perfection I could not reach, but thanks to the Ring of Fire, I was able to perceive, however faintly, the flow of martial arts both wielded.

Glen had honed a sword of the mind capable of severing all things, while the Heavenly Demon had forged an indestructible fist of perfect unity between offense and defense by striking the soul itself.

Having witnessed the true hearts of two transcendents, I could finally grasp a clue about which path I should walk.

-Which way will you go?

Wrath stopped his punches and looked down at me with curiosity in his eyes.

‘But first, which side are you on?’

I tilted my head toward Wrath. Since he occupied the same position as Glen Zigheart and the Heavenly Demon, I was curious which path he had chosen.

-Such things cannot be explained through mere words.

Wrath shook his head calmly, which seemed uncharacteristic of him.

-You will only understand by seeing and feeling it yourself, just as you have now.

He snorted, as if telling me to verify it directly later.

‘That makes sense. So then….’

I smiled faintly as I watched Wrath’s serious expression.

‘I should delay deciding the path I must take for a while longer.’
-Why?

Wrath’s eyes narrowed as if asking what I meant.

‘Because I believe you are stronger than anyone else. I want to see your path first before I decide what kind of sword I must forge.’

In truth, from the moment I first grasped a sword, I had sworn to become an unbreakable swordsman to achieve my goals.

That resolve remained valid even now, but as I encountered many bonds and experienced countless trials, other paths had begun to bloom alongside the path of the unbreakable sword.

-Y-You? You actually understand something after all!

Wrath’s mood suddenly brightened as his tail wagged happily.

-If the True Demon King sets his mind to it, he could easily devour that old fossil or that lizard-headed fool without breaking a sweat!

That guy said he could break me and the Heavenly Demon without much difficulty, laughing with a hehe.

‘Is that so.’

I chuckled as I watched Wrath, his face flushed with excitement. Unlike before when he tried his best not to lie, now he seemed to be spouting whatever came to mind.

‘So now….’
-What are you trying to do?
‘I should keep checking the messages I was looking at.’

As Wrath drew closer, I pulled up the message below.

[All stats increase by 100 points.]
[New trait 【Deep Soul (Spirit)】 is created.]

“Huh?”

The moment I saw the message’s contents, my eyes widened.

“100 points?”

I knew I would receive a substantial amount of points, but I never expected 100 points all at once. A cry of joy burst from my lips without my realizing it.

-Again, 100 points again?

Wrath’s lips trembled as if he couldn’t believe it.

-That’s too much! Does this even make sense!

He cried out that no matter how he thought about it, it was far too much, grinding his teeth.

‘I deserve it, don’t I.’
-Why! Give me a reason!

Wrath furrowed his brow, insisting there was no reason to receive 100 points.

‘Why? Because you acknowledged it yourself.’

I pointed to the acknowledgment message from 【Wrath】 that was above.

-Ugh… cough…

Wrath couldn’t refute the message acknowledging his admission and simply breathed heavily.

‘Right?’

I patted Wrath’s trembling head and examined the new trait.

‘A Spiritual Sword…’

Since it was a sword of the soul created by borrowing the power of the Soul Reaper Sword, it seemed to have become a Spiritual Sword rather than an ordinary sword.

‘Where is the Soul Reaper Sword?’

I rose to my feet and looked around. Fortunately, the Soul Reaper Sword was standing beside the bed along with the Heavenly Sword and the Mok Ryun Sword.
It seemed others had retrieved it from where it was embedded in the ground and brought it here.

-Still, you’re not creating traits purely through deception.

Wrath let out a scoff while looking at the Spiritual Sword.

-True. You couldn’t name a sword that can’t even cut down an ordinary person’s soul as a “Spiritual Sword.”
‘That’s right.’

As Wrath said, my Spiritual Sword was so small and feeble that it couldn’t even cut down an ordinary person’s soul, so the name “Spiritual Sword” was already more than enough for it now.

‘But…’

I’ve opened the path.

The most important factor in learning martial arts is whether you can set foot in that realm or not.

I was fortunate enough to have one foot in the realm of the Spiritual Sword, so someday I would be able to walk that path alone.

‘I’m looking forward to it.’

I smiled and called up the next message.

[The grade of the trait 【Indomitable Will】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Spiral Force】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Seolhwa’s Demonic Armor】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Holiness Blooming in Darkness】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Blood Path】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Ghost Spirit】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Divine Power Resistance】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Light Attribute Resistance】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Authority Enhancement】 has increased.]
[The grade of the trait 【Authority Operation】 has increased.]

“Hah…”

I exhaled softly as I watched the flood of trait upgrade notifications cascading before me.

‘More than I expected?’

Ten traits had increased in grade. It had been a long time since so many traits rose at once, leaving me somewhat dazed.

-Haaa…

Wrath exhaled a long, nauseated sigh.

-System! This damn thing has truly gone mad! Why are you giving so much all at once, you bastard!

He cursed, wondering what on earth the System was thinking.

-Are you really trying to leave nothing but bones of the True Demon King’s main body!
‘There’s no helping it. I used all of them in this battle.’

While it was true that many traits had increased in grade, upon closer inspection, each one had its reason.

-No matter what, ten is too many!

Wrath shook his head firmly, unable to accept it.

‘They’re deserved.’
-That’s not true! Why would they be deserved… Hup!

That fellow was about to explain the reason when he clamped his mouth shut.

‘Why indeed….’

But Raon didn’t miss the opportunity and drew a clean smile.

‘You admitted it yourself.’

Chuckling, I pointed once more at the message where Wrath had acknowledged it.

-Krrrraaaaaaagh!

Wrath seized his own head and let out a scream.

-This cursed mouth is the problem! From now on, I shall speak no more!

He pressed his lips firmly together, insisting he wouldn’t acknowledge anyone.

‘That won’t be easy.’

From what I’d observed of Wrath so far, he was surprisingly honest for a Demon Lord. If he encountered a similar situation again, he would undoubtedly admit it in the same way.

‘Now for the last one.’

Raon checked the message floating at the very bottom.

[The title 【One Who Changes Fate】 evolves into 【One Who Turns the Wheel of Destiny】.]

The final message was about a title. However, it wasn’t a new one—an existing title had simply been renamed.

‘Come to think of it, that title….’

I recalled that unlike other titles, it had contained no description whatsoever.

‘Let me see….’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he examined the details of the newly evolved title.

【The Roller of Destiny’s Wheel】
A title bestowed upon one who changes the shackles of fate decreed by heaven through their own will.

I narrowed my eyes as I read the title’s description.

‘The Heavenly Demon mentioned something similar.’

The Heavenly Demon had scoffed, clutching a fragment of the mask, saying that Tacheon had read the Heavenly Mandate and yet suffered the same fate at his hands.

‘Does this mean I can determine my own destiny?’

The Heavenly Mandate was already the fate that heaven had decreed.

I knew that no one could change it, yet it seemed this transcendent power didn’t apply to me.

Though I wasn’t sure if that was because of the Ring of Fire or because of this cotton candy stuck to my side.

“Hmm….”

I clicked my tongue softly as I glanced at Wrath.

‘There’s something I want to ask you….’

Just as I was about to question Wrath, the door burst open roughly.

“Huh? Raon!”

It was Evelyn. She rushed toward me, her maid’s uniform from the Annex Building fluttering behind her.

“When did you wake up? Are you alright?”

Evelyn scanned my wounds with her violet eyes darting back and forth.

“I’m fine. But why are you wearing that outfit again….”

As I was about to ask why she was dressed in a maid’s uniform, Sylvia and Sia burst through the open doorway.

“Raon!”
“You’re awake!”

The two of them rushed over with such speed that it seemed they might shatter the floor beneath their feet the moment they saw me awaken.

“Finally, you’re awake. Everyone has been worried sick since you wouldn’t wake up even after treatment.”

Sylvia exhaled with relief, grateful that I had come to.

“You slept forever!”

Sia pouted her lips, showing her own concern.

“I’m sorry. The wounds were one thing, but I think I was mentally exhausted.”

I smiled and took the hands of both Sylvia and Sia.

“So, how’s your body?”

Evelyn sat perched on the edge of the bed with a delicate smile. Now that she revealed her true face, her beauty shone even more brilliantly than the sunlight streaming through the window. Despite wearing a maid’s uniform, she possessed the noble bearing of royalty.

“There’s still some pain, but it’s bearable.”

I slowly rotated my shoulders and nodded.

“Actually, this is getting off cheap.”

Having captured Tacheon and Guisalchang, and having survived an encounter with the Heavenly Demon, injuries of this magnitude were not merely cheap—they were practically a gift.

“Sigh…”

Sylvia exhaled heavily, her hand gripping mine tightly.

“I don’t understand why only you keep getting into such dangerous situations.”

She bit her lip, consumed with worry.

“It seems you’ve heard everything.”

I gently wrapped my hand around Sylvia’s trembling one and lowered my gaze.

“I told her.”

Evelyn nodded heavily, as if recounting everything that had transpired.

“If a swordmaster draws their blade and stands on the battlefield, danger is inevitable. Still, there’s no need to worry too much. I have wonderful companions by my side.”

Raon smiled while meeting Evelyn’s gaze.

“Mother must have heard as well, but capturing Tacheon was thanks to Evelyn. I merely swung my sword at the end.”

He waved his hand, reassuring them that others were fighting alongside him and there was no need to worry.

“What? Is that really true?”

Sylvia’s eyes widened as if she had no idea.

“What? She didn’t tell you?”

Raon glanced between Sylvia and Evelyn, exhaling softly.

“You mentioned capturing Tacheon, but I’m hearing about fighting together for the first time.”

Sylvia stood dumbfounded, her mouth hanging open as she realized she hadn’t known.

“Then what exactly did you tell her?”

Raon blinked as he looked at Evelyn.

“It’s embarrassing….”

Evelyn raised her hand to cover her flushed cheeks, looking mortified.

“Huh…?”

Raon realized something was amiss and swallowed hard.

“I told her that we spent the night calling each other’s names. And that we saw my mother together.”

Evelyn had spoken only the truth, and she quietly averted her gaze.

“Huh….”

I was so flustered that my jaw trembled as words escaped me entirely.

“Is… is that really true? I can’t believe it…,” Sylvia gasped, her breathing ragged as though she’d just emerged from a fierce battle.

Sylvia had fought an intense battle, and she was breathing heavily as if asking when such a thing had ever happened.

“No! Of course not!”

I shook my head so vehemently that flames seemed to ignite.

“It’s all lies…,”
“Lies? But it’s all true,” Evelyn said, tapping my shoulder as if to make me admit it.

Evelyn tapped herself on the shoulder as if to say, “I admit it.”

“It’s true, but that’s not the point! The way you’re saying it is completely different!”

Yes, I called Evelyn’s name and spent the night awake—but all of that happened in the Mental World. She was deliberately choosing words that could only be misunderstood.
She was deliberately saying things that could only be misunderstood.

“Raon.”

Edgar, who had been watching from the doorway, furrowed his brow deeply.

“A man admits what deserves to be admitted.”

He shook his head as if to say I couldn’t pretend otherwise.

“I’m telling you, it’s not like that!”

I shot to my feet with a cry of protest. My panic was so overwhelming that I forgot all about my body’s aches.

‘I’m exhausted. Suddenly, I’m so exhausted.’

Evelyn’s aggressive enthusiasm and proactive nature flooded me with fatigue so intense that I wanted nothing more than to sleep again. I didn’t care anymore—I just wanted to rest.

‘But…’

As I watched Evelyn smile while treating Sylvia and Edgar like parents, a faint smile escaped my lips.

‘This looks good.’

I felt a weight lift from my shoulders seeing the child who had yearned for her mother’s embrace find happiness and stability once more.

As I watched Evelyn rush toward me while Sylvia stepped back with a smile, the Annex Building—no, the entire Zigheart estate—suddenly trembled.

“W-what is this…?”

I furrowed my brow as dust cascaded from the ceiling.

“Could it be an enemy attack?”
“No.”

As I reached for the sword leaning against the bedside, Edgar shook his head.

“Ever since you collapsed, these tremors have been occurring three times a day.”

Sylvia sighed in exasperation and turned her gaze toward the Main Mansion.

“I suspect these earthquakes will continue until you show your face to him.”

She nodded as if telling me to go see Glen while I was at it.

“Ah…”

I exhaled softly as I watched the Garden, trembling far more violently than the Annex Building itself.

“Then please let him know I’ll come pay my respects this afternoon. I can’t go in this condition.”

I rose to my feet, saying I would visit Glen after bathing.

“Good thinking! Father will be pleased!”

Sylvia nodded as if to say I only needed to greet him and confirm my safety, then sent a maidservant to the Main Mansion.

‘I should prepare myself.’

Though my body still ached, remaining idle wouldn’t guarantee recovery. It seemed fitting to greet Glen and confirm my safety, and perhaps inquire about what had transpired in my absence.

“I’m going to take a shower.”

As Raon tried to head to the Bathhouse with a towel, Evelyn clung to his side.

“Shall I wash you? After spending the night together, this much should be fine, right?”

She offered with a subtle smile, insisting on washing him herself.

“Don’t you dare come near me.”

Raon shook his head and quickly retreated from Evelyn.

“How adorable.”

Evelyn watched Raon flee hastily, licking her lips with satisfaction.

“….”

Sylvia and Edgar trembled at Evelyn’s behavior, their shoulders quivering in fear.

“Mom.”

Sia pointed at Evelyn with the finger she had been sucking.

“Is that kind of thing perverted?”
“Shh.”
“Keep thoughts like that to yourself!”

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“….”

Raon glanced subtly to his right.

A roaring sound echoed.

Aris, Karun, Denier, Valdemar, and the other members of the Main Lineage stood in rigid posture before the right pillar of the Audience Chamber, their eyes fixed upon me.

“Mm….”

I let out a brief groan and glanced to my left.

The Heavenly Sword Master Sheryl, the Flying Swallow Unit’s Chad, the Gonggeom Unit’s Serena, and the Jeongeom Unit’s Latein—all the senior executives—were smiling with gleaming eyes.

Behind them, the vice commanders of the Military Force Division, including Gwangpung, stood like spectators, their gazes fixed intently upon my back.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled a long breath while staring at the floor.

‘Why is this happening?’

How did it come to this?

I had only come to offer a simple greeting that I was safe, but upon arriving at the Patriarch’s Hall, every executive of Zigheart was gathered here waiting for me. The absurdity of it all sent cold sweat trickling down my back.

“Ugh….”

I pressed my lips together firmly, then slowly lifted my head.

Glen stood upon the Platform, whose floor bore deep gouges, his face alight with gleeful laughter.

“Yes. Tell us in your own words what happened in that place.”

Glen nodded his head grandly, as if he had been waiting for this very moment his entire life.

-That shameless old codger.

Wrath shook his head as if he had expected exactly this.

-Here he goes with his theatrics again….

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