The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1011

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Chapter 1011

“Come on!”

Valdemar uncrossed his arms and raised a hand the size of a pot lid.

“Don’t keep us in suspense—tell us! I’m dying to know!”

He stomped his feet roughly, saying he knew the outcome but had no idea about the process.

“I’m curious too.”

Aris turned her body to look at Raon.

“What method did you use to capture Tacheon this time! You lucky devil!”

She laughed brightly, urging him to recount the heroic tale of how he captured Tacheon and drove back the Heavenly Demon.

“Master of Gwangpung Hall.”

Heavenly Sword Master Sheryl tilted her chin slightly.

“The executives gathered here are curious about your account. Please explain everything in detail.”

She spoke formally since it was an official setting, offering her encouragement to Raon.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen chuckled in his usual carefree manner and nodded.

“Master! We’re curious too!”
“Tell us what you’ve been up to while we were left behind!”

Burren and Martha shouted for him to speak, their faces furrowed with regret. They seemed to lament not being able to participate in this war.

“Great Raon.”

Lunan simply gave a thumbs up as if to say well done.

“Hmm….”
“It’s quite the achievement.”

Karun nodded silently, while Denier gazed at his nephew with warm eyes full of pride.

“Phew….”

I exhaled shortly and approached the platform.

Denier might not realize it, but the people gathered here didn’t seem to be here because of Glen’s summons—they genuinely wanted to hear about my battle.

“Then I’ll explain. First, I was in an information exchange relationship with Merlin, who belongs to Tacheon. Or rather, we were friends. She sent me information about Eden’s location and a letter that seemed to hint at death, and I went to find Merlin because….”

Starting with why I went to find Merlin, I explained everything to the executives gathered in the Audience Chamber—how I broke through Eden’s Cheonra Net Formation, how I defeated Guisalchang, how I cut down Tacheon, the appearance of the Heavenly Demon, and how I severed the soul of Tacheon that he had been protecting.

I recounted every step of the process, excluding Evelyn’s circumstances.

Because it was such a massive and arduous ordeal, even though I spoke alone for a long time, everyone listened with eyes full of fascination.

“…After that, I lost consciousness the moment the Heavenly Demon left.”

I finished explaining that I didn’t know much about what happened after the Heavenly Demon departed, then lowered my head.

“Remarkable! There’s not a single achievement that isn’t astounding!”

Valdemar clapped his large hands together, saying that he was indeed our nephew.

“But that Guisalchang—I wanted to catch him myself! I wanted to snap his spear clean in half!”

He frowned, lamenting that he had wanted to face Guisalchang himself.

“Stop it. Even ten of you couldn’t beat someone like him.”

Aris tapped the back of Valdemar’s head and shook her head.

“You’ve been through more hardship than I expected. I trained day and night trying to catch up to you, but I never thought the gap would only widen. A Heart Sword, no less—it’s absurd.”

She let out a hollow laugh, as if it were something she couldn’t even fathom.

“It’s not that impressive. I didn’t accomplish it with my strength alone, and right now I’m so weakened that I couldn’t even kill an ordinary person.”

I shook my head while touching the Soul Reaper Sword fastened at my waist.

“I was only able to cut him down because just a single strand of Tacheon’s soul remained.”

I clicked my tongue briefly, saying it wasn’t a true Heart Sword.

“Whether you borrowed the weapon’s power or are so weak you can barely kill one person—a Heart Sword is still a Heart Sword.”

Karun spoke for the first time. He acknowledged that even his own modest sword was a Heart Sword.

“Congratulations on reaching a new realm.”

Karun congratulated my growth with calm eyes, without a trace of jealousy or false emotion.

“…Thank you.”

I blinked blankly before lowering my head.

-Your father has really changed a lot, hasn’t he.

Wrath let out a surprised chuckle.

‘Changed doesn’t even begin to describe it.’

It was astounding that someone who once despised and hated me and Sylvia had transformed enough to offer such genuine praise.

Moreover, the old Karun would have raged merely at Evelyn’s presence in this land, yet he said nothing about it.

‘They say people die when they change… hmm!’

I lifted my head to look at Karun and exhaled softly.

‘He wasn’t just complimenting me.’

The emotion in Karun’s eyes was not jealousy, envy, or hatred—it was confidence.
He had offered his praise while holding the conviction that he could catch up to me.

‘Now that I think about it, the aura I’m sensing has clearly changed.’

While I had grown, Karun had clearly squeezed every ounce of his strength into his training as well.
A smile bloomed on my face unbidden, drawn by a kinship I couldn’t quite articulate.

“Defeating Tacheon before the Heavenly Sword Trial was impressive too. That monster is the kind that doesn’t die even when you kill him.”

Sheryl, the Heavenly Sword Master, nodded approvingly.

“I think I’ve seen him die about three times myself.”

Roen laughed heartily, saying it was remarkable that I had finished off that leech-like Tacheon.

“That wasn’t my strength alone. Evelyn broke through Tacheon’s magic, which allowed me to sever his neck.”

I shook my head firmly. If Evelyn hadn’t been there when I defeated Tacheon, I would have died instead, so I spoke honestly.

“Ugh, this is frustrating!

Martha burst forward with a frown creasing her brow.

“Whether Merlin helped or you used the Soul Reaper Sword, it’s your strength and your achievement! Own it proudly!”

True to her nature as the leader of Gwangpung Hall, she gnashed her teeth insisting I acknowledge it.

“If our teacher had taught us, he would’ve claimed credit for things he didn’t even do, right?”

Burren chuckled, apparently recalling Rimer, who had created the name Windstorm.

“Yeah. Have confidence. You look good today.”

Lunan nodded, saying my current somewhat haggard face was at its best.

“It’s not that I lack confidence. It’s just….”

I smiled softly as I looked at Burren, Martha, and Lunan—my subordinates and friends.

“I simply don’t want to claim credit for something I didn’t accomplish.”

It wasn’t a lack of confidence that made me defer. I spoke honestly because I refused to deceive those who placed their trust in me.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Glen Zigheart nodded with his hand covering his mouth. His entire face flushed crimson as if seized by urgent need, and his legs trembled violently.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

A tremor so massive erupted that the Audience Chamber—no, the entire Zigheart—twisted from the force.

-Just as I thought, that old fool can’t control himself.

Wrath shook his head, comparing Glen to a dog that drooled at the mere sight of food.

“However, there’s one more thing the Room of Self didn’t mention.”

Glen Zigheart smacked his lips briefly and raised a flushed finger.

“The Room of Self earned recognition for both talent and martial prowess from that Heavenly Demon. He’s said to be the closest to becoming the leader of the Five Emperors at this very moment.”

Though Glen was an enemy, he seemed to view receiving acknowledgment from the colossal entity known as the Heavenly Demon as genuine praise.

“Wait, I never said anything like that….”

I recalled the Heavenly Demon’s words, but I had no memory of hearing anything about being closest to leading the Five Emperors.

“Um….”

I raised my hand to clarify the misunderstanding, but the Audience Chamber had already descended into chaos—my voice couldn’t reach anyone.

“That Heavenly Demon?”
“The master of Eden—no, a monster who could be called the leader of the Four Demons itself actually took notice.”
“To think he’d earn recognition from a warrior who can withstand even the Heavenly Sword….”
“The Room of Self truly is different….”
“Calling him a genius isn’t enough anymore. He’s simply the one and only Sword Master!”

The executives of Zigheart gazed at me with eyes brimming with admiration and pride.

“There is no need to say it—everyone will acknowledge the Gwangpung Jeonju’s achievements, and I cannot help but respond accordingly.”

Glen snapped his fingers, and Roen ascended the platform carrying a golden badge and two vials of supreme-grade elixir.

“To the Gwangpung Jeonju, who slew Guisalchang and Tacheon and toppled Eden, I bestow a golden badge and two supreme-grade elixirs.”

He nodded, explaining that these elixirs were for recovering from injuries and furthering growth.

“Thank you.”

Raon ascended the platform, received the golden badge and elixirs, and bowed deeply.

“Next, to Mark Goeten, the Protector of Gwangpung Hall.”

Glen called not only himself but also Mark Goeten, who had fought alongside him, to the platform.

“For your passion in sacrificing your life to carve a path for the Jeonju and protecting him to the very end, I bestow upon you a golden badge and a high-grade elixir.”

He patted Mark Goeten’s shoulder directly, saying he had endured much hardship.

“Thank you!”

Mark Goeten received the golden badge and elixir with trembling hands, then bowed deeply to Glen.

“Merlin—or rather, I wished to give Evelyn a fitting reward as well, but she did not come?”

Glen’s eyes narrowed with regret.

“She was somewhat exhausted, so I told her to rest.”

I answered while lowering my gaze slightly.

‘If I brought her here, there’s no telling what she might say.’

I had left her confined to the Annex Building because if she uttered what she had said to Sylvia in this place, I would not be able to handle it.

“I have one question.”

Karun raised his hand while looking at Raon.

“What kind of human is the Heavenly Demon?”

He narrowed his eyes as if that was his most pressing question.

“If I describe his appearance first, he wears a crimson dragon helmet with ten horns sprouting from his face. He was taller than both myself and the Head of House, and his physique was massive and solid as stone. He was built like a martial artist, not a swordsman, and he indeed relied on his fists in combat.”

Raon closed his eyes slowly, recalling the Heavenly Demon he had witnessed firsthand.

“But what truly matters isn’t his appearance or his fists. The moment you lay eyes on him, you know he is the Heavenly Demon—such is the overwhelming presence he radiates. Even surrounded by thousands, tens of thousands of people, he stands alone, emanating a terrifying aura.”

I bit my lip, remembering the grand soul the Heavenly Demon possessed.

“Your spirit breaks before you can even raise your blade. All I felt was that he wasn’t the same kind of being as us.”

Raon exhaled heavily and shook his head.

“Hmm….”
“Such a being actually exists….”
“The word ‘monster’ doesn’t even begin to describe it….”
“Heavenly Demon—the name itself seems to capture his essence perfectly.”

The executives pressed their lips together, weighed down by the very name. It wasn’t my intention to frighten them, but as I described what I had witnessed, the effect naturally followed.

“However….”

Just as I was about to speak again to dispel the heavy atmosphere, a trembling voice rang out from behind me.

“T-There’s no need to worry!”

Dorian stepped forward and lifted his head.

“B-Based on what the Gwangpung Jeonju said, our Head of House is stronger than the Heavenly Demon, right? With our Head of House here, there’s no reason to fear the Heavenly Demon!”

He nodded firmly, speaking as if reassuring himself rather than the others.

“Y-You’re right!”

Crain gripped Dorian’s shoulder and swallowed hard.

“The Sword Master stands before us—what is there to worry about? The Head of House has even slain Tacheon!”

He raised his fist, declaring that victory in this war was now assured.

“That’s right. We have the Head of House!”
“The Heavenly Demon is nothing but a commoner before the Sword Master!”
“With that in mind, I’m actually looking forward to the war with Eden.”
“With the Sword Master and the Sword Emperor together, there’s nothing to fear.”

Emboldened by Dorian and Crain’s words, faint smiles bloomed on the executives’ faces.

“Hmm.”

Raon clicked his tongue softly and glanced up at the platform.

“….”

Glen wore an unblemished smile, as if there were nothing to worry about—yet to me, that smile seemed tinged with bitterness and regret.

“As these young ones say, you need not concern yourselves with the Heavenly Demon.”

He waved his hand, telling them to leave the Heavenly Demon to him and focus on their own cultivation instead.

“As expected!”
“Head of House!”
“We place our trust in you!”

The executives bowed their heads to Glen, their fists pressed to their chests as if swearing eternal loyalty.

“The Gwangpung Hall members haven’t fully recovered from their wounds yet, so let’s call it a day.”

Glen closed his eyes, signaling that they should disperse.

“Understood.”

The executives bowed their heads in evident joy and withdrew.

Squeeeak!

As the executives were leaving the Audience Chamber, a maidservant with flowing purple hair burst through the half-open door.

“Huh?”

Raon drew a sharp breath upon seeing the maidservant’s face.

‘Evelyn?’

Evelyn, whom I had left confined in the Annex Building, had somehow arrived here.

“Wait, please!”

Evelyn stretched out her hand and shook her head.

“There’s something I haven’t said yet! I call Raon by name and at night….”
“No!”

Raon rushed forward in panic and clamped his hand over Evelyn’s mouth.

“Mmmph!”
“That may be true, but it’s not true!”

I shook my head frantically, crying out that the decisive action Cella had advised you to take wasn’t supposed to be like this.

“Please, just stop!”

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“Phew….”

Raon sat on the edge of the bed, clutching his distended belly.

“Eating isn’t easy either.”

I felt like my stomach might burst from eating all the dishes that Wrath wanted to consume.
If I hadn’t regulated my body with aura in between, I might have collapsed while eating.

-Complaining over just one meal! The True Demon King can eat ten meals without even sleeping!

Wrath clicked his tongue, saying that kids these days were weak.

-Enough. Now bring out the pearl ice cream!
‘Complaining! I’ve been eating for four hours straight!’

I grabbed Wrath’s tail and shook it up and down. Since he had helped during this war, I rewarded him with a four-hour meal, but hearing him say such things made my stomach turn.

‘Should I make you eat only Nadin bread for the rest of your life? Huh?’
-No, that’s….

Wrath’s shoulders flinched at the threat of Nadin bread, and he shook his head.

‘Then stay quiet.’

I flicked Wrath on the forehead and opened the pearl ice cream box.

‘I’m too full to eat them all. Pick just one.’

I showed him the box and told him to choose one of the four types of ice cream.

-Ughhhh….

The creature let out a low groan, his eyes narrowing deeply as if he had encountered Pride itself.

-I want to eat them all, but I have no choice. The True Demon King chooses mint chocolate!
“….”
-Mint chocolate, I said!

Wrath kept calling, but I stared out the window with wide eyes.

“Grandfather?”

Glen Zigheart, whom I had seen at the Patriarch’s Hall in the afternoon, was standing outside the window of the Annex Building, looking at me.

“What brings you here?”

Raon set down the ice cream box and opened the window.

“I remembered something I didn’t give you at the Patriarch’s Hall. Can you come out for a moment?”

Glen Zigheart nodded with calm eyes.

“Of course.”
“When you come out….”

Glen’s words continued just as Raon was about to turn away.

“Bring the Soul Reaper Sword with you.”

Glen pointed downward with his finger at the Soul Reaper Sword resting on the table.

“I want to properly see your heart sword.”
“Ah….”

Raon swallowed dryly as he met Glen’s serene gaze.

‘Is he going to teach me?’

Glen clearly intended to instruct him in the ways of the heart sword.

“Understood.”

I grasped the Soul Reaper Sword, feeling my heart pound roughly in my chest, and immediately stepped outside.

—Hey, you brat! Where are you going!

Wrath cried out in alarm at the sight of the ice cream box with its lid open.

—Eat just one before you go! Or at least close the lid!

It’s all melting!

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