The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1040

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Chapter 1040

“Hmm….”

I let out a small groan, watching Evelyn with her lips curled upward.

‘How exactly does she plan to assault the White Blood Cult Headquarters?’

I considered how to kill the Kraken as a swordmaster and launch a surprise attack on the White Blood Cult Headquarters, but no viable path came to mind.
Not only was a surprise attack impossible, but there was no way to enter the White Blood Cult Headquarters while maintaining Zigheart’s full strength intact.

‘Grandfather could accomplish anything, but I cannot—not yet.’

If Glen moved directly, he could slice both the Kraken and the White Blood Cult Headquarters in half and stop the White Blood Cult Master, but I did not yet possess such overwhelming power.

‘The moment I approach the White Blood Cult Headquarters and draw forth my aura, the First Apostle or the White Blood Cult Master will emerge.’

Given sufficient time, I could fell the Kraken with a single strike.
But the instant I drew forth vast quantities of aura to accomplish that, the White Blood Cult Master would sense it and descend to wring my neck.

‘Magic would face the same problem, wouldn’t it?’

Once magic was employed and mana was channeled, those inside the White Blood Cult Headquarters would detect the location and either mobilize the Kraken or dispatch an Apostle.
I could not fathom how Evelyn intended to assault the White Blood Cult Headquarters.

‘What will you do?’

I turned my gaze toward Wrath, who was touching Haerang’s tail.

-What do you mean, what will I do?

Wrath raised his hand, which gleamed with brilliant white light, as though the answer were obvious.

-I’ll simply freeze the octopus and the entire city together, then shatter them.

He asserted confidently, tilting his chin up, that although the Kraken was large, he could freeze it along with the city using his authority and be done with it.

-It’s harder to figure out how to eat a frozen octopus once you’ve caught it. Since it’s large enough to have a nice chewy texture, I suppose sashimi would be the best place to start?

Wrath smacked his lips loudly, clearly lost in thoughts of devouring the Kraken.

“Sigh….”

I couldn’t help but exhale a long sigh.

‘This guy is hopeless.’

The opinions of beings like Wrath and Glen, who had transcended even transcendence itself, offered me no practical help whatsoever.

-You call yourself ordinary? Others would have thrown stones at you for such a claim!

Wrath waved his hand dismissively, telling me to stop spouting nonsense.

“Creating the ambush conditions we originally envisioned won’t be easy. The moment any magic or aura activates, the Blood Ghosts will detect it immediately.”

Evelyn shook her finger side to side as if she’d read my thoughts.

“However, I think we can force those parasites clinging to the sea floor and building their strength to fight us on equal terms.”

She nodded, acknowledging that while the plan was complex, the chances of success were high.

“What’s this method?”

I approached Evelyn, asking her to elaborate.

“Hmm….”

Evelyn crossed her arms, squeezed her eyes shut, then slowly opened her eyelids.

“I can’t explain it.”
“What?”

I blinked blankly.

“If it’s because I’m unfamiliar with magic….”
“No, it’s because, as I mentioned earlier, I need to create a new magic that has never existed before.”

Evelyn drew a subtle smile, clarifying that she wasn’t ignoring me.

“I haven’t fully conceived the preliminary sketch yet, so it’s difficult to explain.”

She shook her head, saying that explanation itself wasn’t easy.

“But there is one thing I want to tell you.”

Evelyn raised her finger and pointed to herself.

“I came up with the magic to draw out the White Blood Cult because of you.”
“Because of me?”

I tilted my head, looking at Evelyn’s finger.

“You mentioned that the Kraken has camouflage like an octopus. I already knew that part, but your words became the clue to creating new magic.”

I had explained the octopus’s camouflage to Wrath, and then shared the same story with Evelyn and Roen. It seemed I had obtained the hint at that moment.

“It will take some time, but I’m certain I can do it. Especially since those people are here.”

Evelyn let out a long laugh, seeming to plan on receiving help from others.

“We’ve identified the location and condition of the White Blood Cult Headquarters, and we have a way to draw them out. It’s time we returned.”

Roen chuckled, saying it seemed the time to depart had come.

“Indeed, we should.”

I smacked my lips, gazing at the small villa I’d built in a corner of the city to avoid suspicion.

“What? Are you disappointed we can’t play more at that villa together?”

Evelyn nudged me with her shoulder, as if suggesting we stay a few more days.

“Absolutely not.”

I sighed and shook my head.

“I need someone to manage that place.”

If I built a house and then suddenly disappeared, it could raise suspicion. I would need to ask Rabawin to send someone to maintain it.

“How cold-hearted.”

Evelyn pouted, disappointed that I didn’t share her sentiment.

“Then let’s destroy the White Blood Cult and come back. We built this place, so we should enjoy it a little!”

Yet her emotions shifted just as quickly, and she smiled brightly, suggesting we return to play after annihilating the White Blood Cult.

“Kyalung?”

Haerang lifted his eyes, which looked lonely, as if he hadn’t expected us to leave so soon.

“We’ll be back soon. So I have a favor to ask you….”

I stroked Haerang’s head as he floated in the sea.

“Can you figure out where the Kraken and the White City are moving to? You don’t need to get close. Just find out their location.”

If the White Blood Cult Headquarters disappeared from beneath the Valley, everything would be for nothing. I grasped Haerang’s hand as I made the request earnestly.

“Kyaoooo!”

Haerang let out an adorable cry while looking up at the sky, as if accepting the task.

-That one is quite cute.

Wrath nodded approvingly, seeming to like Haerang after witnessing his determination and courage.

I’ll raise you in the Demon Realm later.

He licked his lips, wanting to touch Haerang’s fur and tail with his own hands. He seemed genuinely fond of the creature.

‘It feels different from an ordinary animal, and that makes it feel even better.’

I was explaining the sensation of touching Haerang when—

[You have achieved communication with a high-ranking spirit and your soul.]
[Your soul’s grade has significantly increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Heart Sword (Spirit)】 has increased.]

Thanks to Haerang, my soul’s grade had risen, and a message appeared confirming that the Heart Sword’s rank had improved.

‘Huh…?’

I held Haerang’s front paw and let out a hollow laugh.

‘This creature is really a blessing in disguise, isn’t it?’

I had only given it a name because it was inconvenient to call it otherwise and had a conversation with it, but I never expected the Heart Sword’s rank to increase.

-Grrrrgh…

Wrath’s jaw trembled as he stared at the message in disbelief.

-This makes no sense! Why is it suddenly giving rewards!
‘It seems people really should live virtuously after all.’

The reward for not destroying Haerang and trying everything I could to save it had returned once more, and I couldn’t help but smile.

-You damn mutt!

Wrath cursed at Haerang, calling it a mutt even though he had just called it cute moments before.

-I can’t stand the sight of you, so get lost!
“Kyaong!”

Haerang, unable to hear Wrath’s words, simply let out a joyful cry.

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The Tenth Apostle stood in the watchtower atop the spire overlooking the sea beyond the White Blood Cult Headquarters, his eyes sweeping across the expanse.
As he remained motionless like a statue, surveying the waters, the rear door opened and the First Apostle entered.

“Tenth Apostle.”

The First Apostle called out to the Tenth Apostle and tossed documents onto the floor of the watchtower.

“What are you doing here?”

He furrowed his brow, questioning why an Apostle of all people was standing guard in a watchtower.

“A dead aquatic creature appeared two days ago and was caught by the Kraken, according to reports.”

The Tenth Apostle spoke without turning around.

“Since the Ninth Apostle has fallen and the blood spirit ship has sunk, I thought it might not be mere coincidence and decided to investigate the matter myself.”

He gave a slight nod of his chin, explaining that he was standing guard to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.

“So has this unforeseen circumstance actually appeared?”

The First Apostle twisted his mouth mockingly at the Tenth Apostle.

“Nothing has occurred thus far.”

The Tenth Apostle shook his head, saying nothing had appeared.

“Excessive.”

The First Apostle clicked his tongue while gazing at the vast sea.

“Even if the Ninth Apostle was foolish enough to die without knowing his place, he would never reveal the secrets of this place.”

He kicked the documents that had fallen to the floor with his toe, saying the effort was wasted.

“Because of what you’re doing, the internal work is falling behind. Go play around a bit and come back.”

The First Apostle waved his hand dismissively and turned his back.

“Besides, unlike that one who crossed the Wall, you’re still a Grand Master, aren’t you? It would be wise to focus on your training now.”

With that advice—a suggestion to stop wasting time and swing his spear once more—the First Apostle descended from the Spire.

“….”

The Tenth Apostle remained motionless even after the First Apostle departed, his gaze fixed upon the Sea.

“Tenth Apostle.”

Only after two more days had passed and the Blonde Archbishop arrived did he turn his attention away.

“Four days have passed?”
“Yes. Exactly four days.”

The Blonde Archbishop nodded, confirming that the promised time had arrived.

“I see.”

The Tenth Apostle nodded calmly and turned his body for the first time.

“Let’s return.”

His lingering doubts seemingly dispelled, he gave a brief nod and descended from the Spire.
Despite not moving a single finger for four days, his stride was terrifyingly resolute.

“Yes!”

The Archbishop exhaled in relief and followed in the Tenth Apostle’s wake.

Whoooosh.

Yet neither the Tenth Apostle nor the Archbishop, their backs now turned, noticed the azure eyes of a young wolf peering from beyond the Barrier, seeking to glimpse the interior of the Headquarters.

Growl.

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I returned directly to Zigheart and made my way to the Patriarch’s Hall where Glen awaited me.

“Head of House, I greet—”
“That won’t be necessary.”

Glen rose from the Jade Throne and waved his hand dismissively, indicating that formalities were unnecessary. Deep creases lined his forehead—worry lines I hadn’t seen before.
It was clear he had been carrying considerable burden.

“Are you all unharmed?”

Glen’s gaze grew distant as he inquired about my condition, Roen’s, and Evelyn’s—his concern for us overshadowing any interest in the mission details.
He seemed like an entirely different person from the North Destruction King who once radiated such frigid indifference.

“Thanks to you, we traveled without incident.”

Roen chuckled, remarking that it felt as though he’d taken a leisurely journey with his grandson and his wife.

“I wish it truly had been a vacation.”

Evelyn clicked her tongue, disappointed that she hadn’t been able to relax and enjoy herself.

“We encountered no conflict with the White Blood Cult whatsoever.”

I straightened my posture, assuring him that everything had proceeded without complications.

“Then you found the Blood Ghosts’ headquarters?”
“Yes. We did.”

I nodded, mentioning that we had been fortunate in our discovery.

“Hm…”

Glen’s eyes widened in genuine surprise—a rare expression for him—as though he truly hadn’t expected success.

“However, it wasn’t in the location I originally anticipated. It was elsewhere. When we return, it may have relocated to yet another sea.”

I rotated my wrist as I explained that the headquarters could be in a different position by the time we made our move.

“What do you mean by that?”
“If I explain in detail….”
“Wait a moment!”

As I was about to explain everything that had happened to Glen, Evelyn raised her hand and stepped forward.

“Grandfather, can you contact Chamber and the Tower Master right now?”
“If it’s truly important, I can summon them.”

Glen raised his eyebrows slightly at the word “Grandfather” before nodding.

“Whether they answer or not is another matter entirely.”

He tapped his fingers against the armrest of the Jade Throne, noting that they might not receive the call if they were busy or occupied with other matters.

“Then could you call them? I have something I’d like to explain to both of them as well.”

Evelyn clasped her hands together before Glen, insisting it was necessary.

“It is indeed necessary.”

I nodded at Glen. It seemed Evelyn was asking for help from Larian and Chamber.

“Ah, Grandfather.”

Evelyn took another step closer to Glen, her voice tinged with playful affection.

“I-I’ll call them, so don’t come any closer!”

Glen waved his hands quickly, seeming burdened by Evelyn’s approach.

“Just wait a moment.”

As if under duress, he withdrew a round box with trembling hands and touched two spots on it. A strange resonance erupted, and two blue windows materialized.

[What, what?! Zigheart was attacked? Why the emergency contact!]

Chamber, who had been sitting at her desk with her feet up and a lollipop in her mouth, shrieked in surprise at the beeping sound and tumbled backward.

[Ugh, uuuugh….]

Through the opposite window, I caught sight of Larian on a teddy bear bed, whimpering like a zombie.

“Raon and Evelyn asked me to call, so I only used the emergency channel.”

Glen nodded calmly, explaining that using the official communication network would have taken too much time, so he’d resorted to the emergency line.

[This crazy old geezer! No matter how busy, why would you use a disposable communication network!]

Chamber ground her teeth, wondering if senility would have been better.

[Uuugh… so… tired… ugh… sleepy….]

Larian crawled out of bed like a snail, muttering something unintelligible.

[Why are you like this!]
[I… I haven’t slept for a week….]

She gasped for breath, explaining that she’d only been asleep for less than an hour after pulling all-nighters for an entire week.

“Just listen for now. Raon says he has something to tell you.”

Glen gestured for Chamber and Larian to look at Raon standing below the platform, signaling that it was time to begin.

-To think he’d activate the emergency channel, which is only for critical situations….

Wrath lowered his brows in disbelief.

-That old geezer isn’t normal either.

He shook his head, muttering that there wasn’t a single normal person in this household. I couldn’t argue with that.

[It better not be something trivial!]
[Uuugh….]

Chamber ground her teeth in anger, while Larian gazed at me with a drowsy whimper.

“First, are there any other people currently with the two of you?”

Raon glanced at Chamber and Larian before asking.

[I’m alone in my office.]

Chamber said she was alone while waving a half-broken candy.

[I-I’m in my bedroom….]

Larian, embarrassed, pulled up her blanket decorated with teddy bears to cover her face.

“Then please cast a mana barrier so the sound doesn’t escape, and listen to my story. I….”

Raon began his explanation from the time he went out to sea with Rabawin to catch the sea wolf.

“After that, I went back out to sea to find the headquarters….”

It was when he brought up the story of leaving for the sea with Evelyn and Roen after returning to Zigheart.

Whoooooosh!

A white spear materialized in Evelyn’s hand, and the scenes they had witnessed directly began to play back.

“What is this….”
“I cast a recording spell on my eyes. It’s easier to understand when you see it directly.”

Evelyn smiled faintly and displayed the footage from that time whenever she explained something.

[Uh, um….]
[But why is only Raon visible?]

Larian and Chamber frowned, noting that only Raon’s face was visible through Evelyn’s perspective.

“Raon was in front of me.”

Evelyn, unbothered, pushed the footage showing Raon’s face even further forward.

[Kids these days are scary….]
[Yeah….]

Chamber and Larian rubbed their arms, which had broken out in goosebumps—they seemed embarrassed by their own reactions.

“It’s about to begin.”

In Evelyn’s vision, which had shown only me until now, the White Blood Cult Headquarters emerged from the depths of the sea.

[Ha! They hid like dogs! No wonder we couldn’t find them even if we searched the entire Continent.]

Chamber let out a hollow laugh, saying she had no idea the White Blood Cult was beneath the sea.

[A… a Kraken so massive it carries an entire city?]

Larian drew a sharp breath, curious about how such a colossal body withstood the pressure of the deep sea.

“Beneath the sea…”

Glen also furrowed his brow, realizing the advantage of this information couldn’t be exploited.

[If it’s that deep, even a surprise attack from us would be meaningless.]

Chamber clicked her tongue, noting that at such depths, even skilled warriors and mages would struggle to exert their power.

[L-looking at the incantations, there are many things that halve the effectiveness of magic and aura. If we attack from a distance, the Kraken might move and escape…]

Larian also furrowed his brow, saying it wouldn’t be easy to conquer.

“That’s why we must step forward.”

Evelyn smiled softly and stepped ahead.

[How?]
[D-do you have a method?]

Chamber and Larian narrowed their eyes as they looked at Evelyn.

“As you saw in the vision, the Kraken uses an octopus’s camouflage. And it’s even stronger in its racial characteristics than what was originally given. You both naturally know that octopuses are cephalopods, right?”

Evelyn smiled softly and drew a circle with her finger.

[Racial traits and cephalopods… hmm!]
[Ah, could it be….]

The two men’s eyes widened as they grasped the meaning behind Evelyn’s words.

“Yes. With that method, it will emerge on its own.”

Evelyn nodded with a smile.

“But there’s a lot to prepare. It’s not just a matter of linking one or two spells.”

She extended her hand, saying she needed their assistance.

[Good. It’s been a while since I’ve had something fun.]

Chamber cracked her fingers, her excitement evident.

[Yes! This sounds like it’ll be interesting.]

Larian threw off the blanket that had covered her face and stepped forward. Despite having said she was dying of exhaustion, the prospect of an intriguing spell seemed to have banished her fatigue entirely.

“You two would know better than I, but let’s start by organizing the core spell first. I think we should begin with magic that amplifies animal instincts….”
[No, that’s not it. We need to prepare magic that nullifies barriers.]
[I, I think we should start with summoning….]

The three of them had already begun their work, their expressions serious as they launched into discussion about the spells.

“Hah….”

I exhaled softly, watching Evelyn, Larian, and Chamber—their discussion having transformed into something closer to a debate.

‘Is this really possible?’

Seeing not just Evelyn but also Larian and Chamber speaking with such confidence in the possibility, it seemed like success might actually be within reach.

“Raon.”

As I stood lost in thought, listening to the mages’ conversation, Glen approached from beside me.

“It seems you’ve grown even further in the meantime.”

Glen Zigheart noticed that my sword’s spiritual realm had ascended to an even greater height, and he smiled gently while patting my shoulder.

“I was fortunate.”

I shook my head calmly.

“I simply gave the Sea Spirit the name Haerang and had a conversation with it, yet my sword’s spiritual realm advanced.”
“That isn’t fortune. Your actions and character have influenced your swordsmanship.”

Glen Zigheart shook his head, saying that saving Haerang was far beyond the realm of mere luck.

“…Thank you.”

I bowed my head, expressing gratitude for his words.

“The mages’ conversation will likely not end easily, so return to the Annex Building first.”

Glen Zigheart turned his gaze toward the direction of the Annex Building and curved his lips upward.

“An important guest has arrived for you.”

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