The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1037

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Chapter 1037

I stood at the bow of the fishing vessel, watching the harbor draw gradually closer.
The harbor and the city beyond it lay in ruins, as though a colossal wave had swept through and obliterated everything in its path.

“There are more people here than I expected.”

I narrowed my eyes, observing the figures scattered throughout the devastated city.

“It’s a harbor without a master now.”

Rabawin, disguised as a fisherman, raised his voice as if pushing back the waves.

“The Apostle of the White Blood Cult who destroyed this harbor is dead, and the notorious Kusar Pirates who extorted taxes have vanished. People are arriving to establish themselves anew. I imagine other harbors and villages are in a similar state.”

He smiled contentedly, as though crediting himself and Gwangpung Hall for drawing these people to the harbor.

“Then that’s actually fortunate.”

I watched the people clearing debris from collapsed buildings and tamping down the earth, licking my lips.

“We can move openly without drawing attention.”

I had intended to suppress my presence and move cautiously from this harbor onward, but with so many people about, even overt actions would escape notice.

“The wind is pleasant, and the scenery is lovely.”

Evelyn approached my side, brushing back her dyed black hair.

“Should we acquire some land here in advance? We could build a summer villa.”

She smiled brightly at the prospect of constructing a retreat and visiting each summer.

“That’s not a bad idea.”

Roen, disguised as a middle-aged adventurer, swept his gaze across the entire harbor and chuckled.

“If you two build a villa, I’ll go manage it for you.”

His appearance and voice had transformed so completely that even he would struggle to recognize himself. It was no coincidence that he was called the King of Assassins.

“I don’t have the peace of mind for that.”

Raon shook his head firmly.

“Not just in the future. I don’t even know what might happen tomorrow.”

Now that I had grasped a clue about the White Blood Cult Headquarters, a full-scale confrontation with them was inevitable.
Since I couldn’t predict who would die or how, trivial talk of villas couldn’t enter my mind.

“That won’t do!”

Evelyn wagged her finger in front of me.

“Especially at times like this, you need to ease your mind. Imagine a happy future.”

She smiled softly, recalling how she always thought good thoughts and envisioned the future even when she was in Eden.

“I always imagined you’d always be by my side, and now that I see it, it fits perfectly, doesn’t it?”

Evelyn linked her arm through mine and curved her red lips into a smile.

“Hahahaha!”

Roen burst into hearty laughter, seeming delighted by Evelyn’s words.

“Miss Evelyn is absolutely right. You can only focus on the present when you envision a happy future!”

He clapped his hands, saying it was always good to hold onto hope.

“I agree as well. Good is good, after all.”

Rabawin nodded, saying that things would work out anyway, so they should just think positively.

“Our hearts are in sync!”

Evelyn seemed pleased by Roen and Rabawin’s words, hugging my arm even more tightly.

“Hmm….”

I pushed Evelyn away and let out an exasperated sigh.

‘When did these three become so close?’

Evelyn, Roen, and Rabawin knew of each other’s existence, but they had never had any meaningful conversations.
Despite spending only a single day together, the three had grown as familiar as if they’d spent years in each other’s company. If anything, I felt like the outsider.

-Tch, she’s definitely using magic to heighten her charisma, she is.

Wrath shook his head, calling the Mad Woman unbelievable.

‘That’s not it.’

I furrowed my brow, watching Evelyn laugh.

‘They say she’s popular in the Annex Building too.’

Sylvia, Edgar, Sia, and even Helen and the other maids all enjoyed conversing with Evelyn and wanted to spend time with her. It was an almost absurd level of affinity.

‘Grandfather was even charmed by her.’

Glen himself had said he wanted to see Evelyn again, so her charisma seemed to work on everyone.

‘She must have misunderstood Cella’s advice.’

It was clear that Evelyn had interpreted her mother Cella’s advice to take action as simply charging forward without thinking, and she moved accordingly.

“Well then, we’ve arrived.”

Rabawin raised his hand as he docked the fishing vessel before a harbor split like a cliff face ravaged by a landslide.

“This is the sea route leading up to the Northern Sea that I mentioned before. If you head in the direction I point, you should be able to reach it.”

He nodded, saying that only by venturing into the sea before this harbor could he see the place from his memories.

“Then I’ll patrol this area and wait for the three of you.”

Rabawin left those words about waiting for good news and sailed away with his ship.

“Let’s head up.”

I gestured to Roen and Evelyn with my chin before heading up to the harbor. More people were working on repairs than I’d expected, but the large harbor still seemed short on hands.

“We’ve already claimed this spot. Go somewhere else.”

The people occupying the prime locations near the harbor and in the city center waved their hands dismissively, telling us to leave. They seemed intent on securing the best spots before anyone else arrived.

“Quite greedy, aren’t they.”

I responded lightly and moved toward the outskirts where fewer people gathered. After finding a secluded corner away from prying eyes, I gestured to Roen and Evelyn.
After going into a corner where no one’s gaze could reach, she gestured to Roen and Evelyn.

“During the day, we’ll pretend to establish a base here. At night, we’ll conduct our search.”

Since I couldn’t know where the White Blood Sect’s eyes might be, it seemed best to create a cover identity and move accordingly.

“Understood.”

Roen nodded, signaling his compliance.

“Then let’s build that villa we mentioned earlier!”

Evelyn grinned, suggesting we might as well do it properly since we were going to the trouble anyway.

“Do as you wish….”

Raon saw Evelyn’s expression, realized he couldn’t stop her, and nodded.

“Got it! Leave it to me!”

The moment Evelyn got her permission, she started hurling the building debris with her bare hands.

“It seems the young lady is quite skilled at both housekeeping and managing external affairs.”

Roen chuckled as if impressed by his own capabilities.

“Of course! There’s nothing I haven’t done before.”

Evelyn’s mood brightened at Roen’s words, and she giggled softly while looking at him.

“Sigh….”

I gazed out at the undulating sea and exhaled a weary breath.

‘Here we go again.’
-Didn’t I tell you not to bring her along!

Wrath sniffled as if questioning why I hadn’t listened to him.

-She’s terrifying!
‘I’m terrified too!’

But I can’t say it out loud!

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A white chamber with eight crimson curtains cascading downward in waves.

White smoke billowed from the ceiling, which was devoid of any sunlight.

“The Ninth Apostle is dead?”

A peerless beauty reclining on a crimson platform lowered her long pipe, her eyes like black pearls narrowing with interest. She was the White Blood Cult Master—the steadfast pillar of Oma and mistress of tens of thousands of Blood Ghosts.

“Yes. His corpse was discovered at Sicot Harbor.”

The 10th Apostle knelt before the platform and bowed his head.

“Could it be….”

The White Blood Cult Master recalled the name that had appeared in the previous report, tapping the platform with her long pipe.

“Raon Zigheart?”

Merely speaking that name caused her delicate brows to furrow with irritation.

“His involvement is confirmed. However….”

The 10th Apostle lifted his gaze to meet the Cult Master’s transparent black eyes.

“The one who killed the Ninth Apostle was not Raon Zigheart, but Martha Zigheart, the commander of the Nachal Unit.”

He lowered his brows as he reported that the Ninth Apostle had been defeated by Martha before Raon’s arrival.

“Martha Zigheart? That young thing has already grown strong enough to defeat the Ninth Apostle?”

The White Blood Cult Master seemed to remember Martha, and she exhaled sharply upon hearing her name.

“It appears she experienced an awakening.”

The 10th Apostle had not witnessed it directly, but he reported that Martha seemed to have grown through her battle with the Ninth Apostle.

“What happened to the Blood Spirit Ship and the Blood Wolf?”
“The Blood Spirit Ship was severed into four pieces and sank, and the Blood Wolf….”

He bit his lip as if reluctant to continue speaking.

“The Ninth Apostle sacrificed his own blood energy to send it into a rampage, but it appears to have been annihilated by Raon Zigheart.”
“The Blood Wolf was annihilated? That spirit with high-tier transcendent power?”

The White Blood Cult Master’s hand trembled as she gripped her long pipe.

“I felt uneasy from the moment that cursed name was mentioned….”

As her voice grew quiet, the crimson curtains hanging in the chamber began to sway wildly as if bleeding.

“Hmm….”

The 10th Apostle trembled throughout his entire body at the Cult Master’s sinister aura.

‘Her blood energy has grown even stronger.’

After drinking Ogram’s blood, the White Blood Cult Master had shattered through some invisible barrier entirely—each time we clashed, the aura she wielded was on a different level.
By now, I couldn’t even gauge how far she had progressed.

“You beheaded the Black Tower Master, split Tacheon’s soul with the Deep Mind Sword, and even captured that spirit? It’s hard to believe, even if he were a reincarnation of a god of war.”

The White Blood Cult Master clicked her tongue in disbelief each time she heard about me.

“Truly a cursed bastard.”

She exhaled crimson smoke tinged with blood, her fury genuine and palpable.

“Sigh…”

The White Blood Cult Master gazed at the 10th Apostle with eyes that had turned transparent, as if she were breathing out her rage along with the smoke.

“Strengthen the protective formations and vigilance around the Headquarters for a while. Alter the surrounding terrain as well. And seal off all external access.”

She tapped her chin as she brushed ash from her long pipe.

“Are you suspecting that they might find their way to the Headquarters?”
“The Ninth Apostle and other Blood Ghosts wouldn’t have revealed anything about this place. But they may have examined the mechanisms on the galleon, so caution is warranted.”

The White Blood Cult Master lowered her hand, instructing him to prepare thoroughly given the circumstances.

“Understood.”

The 10th Apostle rose without hesitation, sharing her assessment, and left the white chamber.

Whoosh.

The White Blood Cult Master held the end of her long pipe between her crimson lips, gazing at the pale back of her hand as if it had never seen sunlight.
She narrowed her brows as she observed the skin rising in a single strand like fish scales.

“The beginning comes swiftly.”

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A crescent moon hung low in the darkening night sky.

Raon, Evelyn, and Roen stood on a deserted beach, dressed in diving suits inscribed with azure incantations.

“I’ve woven magic into these suits that suppresses presence and sound. It’s my special creation, so it shouldn’t be detected under normal circumstances.”

Evelyn smiled with confidence, noting that even transcendent beings would struggle to sense them.

-Well, I can’t speak to everything else, but in this regard, she’s truly exceptional.

Wrath shook his head, acknowledging that even as the Lord of Wrath, he had to recognize her skill.

“Additionally, I’ve eliminated the ripples generated by underwater breathing and swimming movements.”

Evelyn raised her fist, declaring that there was no way they’d be discovered through movement.

“However, invisibility magic is rather heavy, and adding it here might cause mana to leak.”

She gestured with her fingers, suggesting it would be better to proceed without the invisibility enchantment.

“For a suit containing such magic, it’s remarkably light and easy to move in.”

Roen chuckled, noting that he had no difficulty channeling his own aura through it.

“You worked hard in such a short time.”

I thanked Evelyn and brushed my hand across the diving suit she had created.

“Come on, we don’t need to be formal like that.”

Evelyn waved her hand dismissively, patting her own back as if to emphasize the point.

“Well then, let’s depart.”

I told Roen and Evelyn to follow me, then dove first into the sea.

-Do you know where to go?
‘Yeah. I can see it clearly.’

The moment I entered the sea, the location imprinted in my memory by the Sea Spirit appeared before me.
It seemed I would need to head north and venture into deeper waters.

[Follow me.]

I sent an aura message to Roen and Evelyn before swimming slowly, tracing the Sea Spirit’s memories.

‘I could probably sell this diving suit.’

The diving suit Evelyn had created was remarkably effective. Breathing felt natural, and a single kick propelled my body forward effortlessly.

[This is wonderful. It feels like a honeymoon with Raon.]

Evelyn laughed, reaching out to touch the fish darting past her.

[Hehehehe.]

Roen chuckled warmly, like a grandfather amused by Evelyn’s endless enthusiasm.

[Please, be quiet….]

I covered Evelyn’s mouth and refocused on the exploration.

‘I’ve seen this place before.’

The Sea Spirit had not merely left a path leading to the White Blood Cult Headquarters—she had imprinted landmarks in my mind: rocks and seaweed that could serve as waypoints beneath the waves.
Following those memories, I could move without hesitation or confusion.

[We’re getting very close now. From here, we must be careful.]

According to the Sea Spirit’s memories, we would arrive near the White Blood Cult Headquarters soon. There could be sorcery in place, so from now on I had to suppress my presence completely and move with utmost caution.

‘From here on… huh?’

Why isn’t it here?

According to the Sea Spirit’s memory, I should have seen rocks shaped like a turtle’s shell, but my eyes caught nothing.

Since the Sea Spirit’s memory had been accurate until now, confusion rose in my mind for the first time.

‘Did I come to the wrong place? No, this is definitely the right direction.’

I looked around just in case, but everywhere else was a place that didn’t exist in the Sea Spirit’s memory.

‘This makes it difficult to find my bearings….’

All I could see before my eyes was sand spread across the seabed. In this state, I couldn’t find my direction.

[Please find the turtle shell-shaped rock in this area.]

I explained the rock from my memory to Evelyn and Roen, then moved northward.

‘After the turtle rock comes a massive pink coral, but I can’t see that either.’

Having lost my bearings at the turtle rock, I couldn’t find the next location.

‘Could we have been discovered?’

The thought crossed my mind that the White Blood Cult had noticed we’d begun our search and was moving in response.

‘No, that would be difficult.’

If they’d known we were being tracked, they wouldn’t have acted so conspicuously.
They were likely at the stage of harboring suspicions because of the galleon with submersion capabilities.

[Move more carefully from now on.]

I warned Roen and Evelyn that there might be movement from the White Blood Cult in the area, then activated Heavenly Azure’s Piercing Eye.

Whoooosh!

Even with eyes that could see everything, I felt no blood aura or artificial energy.

‘Wrath.’

I clicked my tongue briefly and called out to Wrath.

‘Do you feel anything unusual?’
-A subtle change occurred in this vicinity not long ago, that much is certain. However, it bears no mark of sorcery or magical power.

Wrath shook his head, acknowledging the change but admitting he couldn’t pinpoint it precisely.

‘If you can’t find it, then there’s nothing nearby….’

I exhaled silently and resumed moving northward.

‘I’ll need to search more thoroughly.’

Surrendering myself to the ocean’s currents, I continued scanning the surroundings, yet nothing emerged. Only gray sand and seawater remained.

Whoooosh!

Having found nothing, I returned to the harbor before dawn broke.

“Well then, let’s call it a day here.”

I shook the seawater from my hair and turned to face Evelyn and Roen.

“The sun’s coming up. We have no choice.”

Evelyn nodded calmly in acknowledgment.

“Don’t be too disappointed. You need to take these things in stride.”

Roen lowered his chin as if to tell her not to be impatient.

“If the terrain that Lord Jeonju knows has changed, it must mean the White Blood Cult is nearby.”

He clasped his hands together, saying that since it was certain the White Blood Cult was in hiding, they needed to stay calm.

“Now that you mention it….”
“Now that I think about it…”

Raon’s eyes widened as he took in Evelyn’s words. Just as she said, not a single fish or monster could be seen in that area.

“That’s right. There’s definitely something there.”

Evelyn shrugged, uncertain of what it was, but confident the White Blood Sect’s handiwork was unmistakable.

“Yes. Let’s gradually narrow down the search area.”

I offered a gentle smile to Roen and Evelyn, who were giving me hope.

“Then shall we build our villa now?”

Evelyn sidled up beside me, suggesting we construct a love nest.

“Sigh.”

I let out a heavy sigh as I watched Evelyn laugh with a pleased hum.

‘This might be more exhausting.’

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Splash.

I surfaced from the water, my brow furrowing.

‘Still can’t find it.’

For ten nights after the initial search, I’d ventured into the sea each evening to locate the White Blood Sect, yet I’d found no trace of them anywhere.

‘The memories are fading more and more….’

Since these weren’t my own memories but ones the Sea Spirit had imprinted upon my mind, they were growing increasingly hazy.
I needed to find the location of the White Blood Cult Headquarters before the images vanished entirely.

“Are you alright?”

Evelyn gazed at me with worried eyes.

“Would you like to rest a bit before continuing?”

Roen lowered his brows as if suggesting I take a break.

“No. There’s still time before dawn, so let’s search a bit more.”

I was about to wade back into the sea when something happened.

Splash!

Water droplets erupted between Evelyn and me, then coalesced into a small wolf. It was the Sea Spirit I had rescued.

“You….”

My eyes widened as I beheld the Sea Spirit again.

“Kyalung.”

The Sea Spirit narrowed its eyes happily and rubbed its cheek against my hand.

“Is this the spirit you mentioned? It’s so adorable!”

Evelyn gently stroked the Sea Spirit’s head, delighted by its cuteness.

“Kyalung!”

The Sea Spirit scratched at the water with its small front paws while looking at me. It seemed to be urging me to descend with it.

“Could it be….”

I swallowed hard, gazing into the Sea Spirit’s transparent eyes.

“You’re offering to guide me yourself?”
“Kyalung!”

The Sea Spirit nodded, confirming my suspicion.

“You must be terrified.”

The Sea Spirit had been directly infused with sorcery while held in the White Blood Cult Master’s grasp, so merely approaching that vicinity would instill dread.
Even in the memories this creature had shown me, I sensed a trembling gaze, and now that it offered to guide us, I grew concerned.

“Are you truly certain about this?”

I grasped the spirit’s foreleg and bit my lip.

“Kyao!”

The Sea Spirit cried softly as if to reassure me, though its legs trembled slightly—unable to fully overcome its terror—yet it seemed to trust in me.

“Then I ask this of you. No matter what, I will protect you.”

I stroked the Sea Spirit’s soft, flowing mane and nodded.

“Huff!”

The Sea Spirit laughed as if to say it would trust me, then descended into the sea.

“Let’s go.”

I nodded to Evelyn and Roen, gesturing for them to follow.

“This time, we should be able to find the way.”

I beckoned the two to follow and descended into the sea.

Whoooosh.

Following the Sea Spirit’s guidance, which emitted a soft luminescence as if melting the frigid seawater, I descended into the darkened seabed.

I clenched my fists, etching into my mind the trembling form of the Sea Spirit, whose body shook from fear of the White Blood Cult.

‘This time, I will succeed without fail.’

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