The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1087

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Chapter 1087

“Hah….”

I turned my gaze slowly, as if time itself had frozen.

The man wielding the blue blade possessed such a merciless countenance that he wouldn’t blink even after slaying thousands, yet his eyes gleamed with the warmth of spring blossoms.

In contrast, the woman holding the crimson sword was a beautiful maiden with an affable demeanor, yet somehow emanated an eerie aura.

And seeing the Gold Dragon bathing behind the two of them made my head throb.

‘What is this peculiar combination?’

From the frost-laden swordplay and the flame-infused blade strikes, I had anticipated that the Sword Emperor and War King, who had chosen seclusion, were here.

However, I never imagined that these two would be engaged in a marital dispute, nor that the Gold Dragon would transmit the aura they unleashed to the Sturrin Mountains.

“How many times must I say it! This is not a marital quarrel!”

The Sword Emperor bellowed at the Gold Dragon with a shout that cut through the air.

“It is merely a duel to fulfill the aspirations of our sect!”

She swung her sword-wielding hand roughly, as if dismissing nonsense.

“Her words are correct.”

The War King nodded in agreement, his voice glacial.

“This battle is a sacred duel bearing a thousand years of history. Do not interfere.”

He shook his head, insisting it had nothing to do with them being married.

“Today, I shall bring you to your knees and claim your blade and its techniques!”

The Sword Emperor bit her crimson lips softly, as if determined to win at all costs.

“That’s my line.”

The War King shook his head coldly, unleashing a biting aura of energy.

‘Are they really a couple?’

I felt the murderous intent and competitive spirit rising between the Sword Emperor and the War King, my shoulders trembling.

‘They seem more like mortal enemies.’

The Dragon had called them a couple, but judging by the intensity radiating from those two, it felt as though I was facing sworn enemies locked in eternal conflict.

“Let’s go!”
“Whenever you’re ready.”

It was the moment the Sword Emperor and the War King raised their sword and blade to fight once more.

[Wait…]

The Gold Dragon’s eyes opened a dimensional gate, and his gaze fell upon me as I emerged.

[There’s a strange human here?]

At his bewildered voice, both the Sword Emperor and the War King turned their heads simultaneously.

“A handsome man!”
“A master?”

The Sword Emperor’s eyes sparkled as if his vision had been purified, while the War King’s gaze narrowed like a blade, wary and sharp.

Both of them had been so focused on each other that they hadn’t even sensed my arrival.

“I greet the Sword Emperor and War King, my seniors.”

I bowed first to the Sword Emperor and the War King.

-Huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened as if he hadn’t anticipated this at all.

-I thought you’d fight the moment you arrived, so why are you crawling in like that!

He extended his fist, telling me to draw my sword and charge at him as usual.

‘A different approach seemed better.’

I kept my head lowered, drawing a thin smile across my face.

-A different approach?
‘You’ll understand once you see it.’

I waved my fingers reassuringly.

“Do you know who we are?”

The Sword Emperor lowered the blade she was holding. Warmth bloomed in her eyes.

“The War King senior, who masters the Path of Frigid Severity, and the Sword Emperor senior, who wields the Blade of Scorching Waves, remain the idols of all martial artists on the Continent to this day.”

I invoked their legendary titles and bowed deeply.

“Wow, you still remember us?”

The Sword Emperor’s eyes widened in wonder.

“It’s been decades since we left the Continent.”

She elbowed the War King as if to say, isn’t that amazing?

“Who are you?”

The War King’s suspicion remained unshaken by my flattery, his gaze growing even colder.

“Why are you angry at the boy right away! He’s practically our grandson!”

The Sword Emperor wrinkled her nose at the War King.

“Don’t mind him—that’s just how he is. How did you find your way here?”

She approached me without fear, telling me not to be scared.

“Do not come closer.”

The War King raised his arm, blocking the Sword Emperor’s path.

“It could be dangerous. That is a power no one should possess at such an age.”

He sensed my power and pressed his lips together tensely.

“I know. But….”

The Sword Emperor brushed aside the War King’s arm and shook her head.

“This incomparably handsome one harbors no malice toward us whatsoever!”

She insisted it would be fine and approached me again.

“What is your name?”

The Sword Emperor nodded, urging me to speak. Though her appearance seemed nearly as youthful as my own, her voice carried the warmth of a grandmother’s kindness.

“I am Raon Zigheart, Senior.”

I answered honestly with my name.

“Raon Zigheart…? Ah! I’ve heard of you!”

The Sword Emperor clapped her palms together sharply.

“You’re from the Direct Line of Zigheart, the one who earned the epithet Sword Emperor! Sword Emperor Raon Zigheart!”

She nodded vigorously, as if she knew exactly who I was.

“Golden hair and crimson eyes. And the Zigheart crest matches perfectly!”

The Sword Emperor burst into hearty laughter, confirming what she had heard.

“Though your appearance and power are both far exceeding the rumors, aren’t they?”

She clicked her tongue, remarking that Raon’s appearance and power were astonishingly formidable.

“…So you’re the Sword Emperor Raon Zigheart?”

The War King’s eyes widened in surprise, his sharp, slitted gaze rounding with astonishment.

“It’s an undeserved title.”

Raon lowered his gaze carefully, displaying courtesy and humility.

“No, you’ve more than earned it!”

The Sword Emperor nodded firmly.

“Honestly, when I heard that a mere boy who’d just come of age received the title of Sword Emperor, I thought the entire Continent was finished. But I was wrong. You’ve proven yourself worthy!”

She clapped her hands, acknowledging the undeniable power before her.

“Wouldn’t you agree?”

The Sword Emperor glanced toward the War King.

“It’s remarkable enough that he wields both flame and frost in a single body, but he’s achieved an absurd level of mastery in both.”

The War King, having already grasped Raon’s aura, furrowed his brows deeply. Though his expression didn’t betray much, astonishment was evident.

“His power befits his title.”

He nodded calmly, his wariness easing upon recognizing the name Zigheart and the title Sword Emperor.

[So that’s the Sword Emperor.]

The Gold Dragon scratched the bridge of his nose as he observed Raon.

[The Lord sent a message saying to avoid him at all costs if we can’t kill him. Now I understand why.]

He stepped back, noting that it had been a long time since he’d encountered someone who made the very thought of combat disappear.

“I’m honored that you seniors are acquainted with me.”

Raon said he was deeply moved, clasping his hands together.

“We travel across the Continent and stop by villages, so we hear about you everywhere. Most of the rumors are just about you.”

The Sword Emperor laughed, saying that no matter which village he visited, he only heard stories about the Sword Emperor and Zigheart.

“I was so tired of hearing that name, but seeing you in person, I understand now.”

The War King let out a thin exclamation of wonder, still amazed by Raon’s martial prowess.

“The Northern Destruction King raised a monster greater than himself.”

He muttered words that would make Glen’s legs shake and cause an earthquake if he heard them.

“You flatter me. But…”

Raon glanced around, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“Why are you both here with the Gold Dragon?”

He was standing on a flat glacier with a small cabin built upon it.

He couldn’t understand why the Sword Emperor and War King were fighting on a glacier floating in the middle of the Northern Sea.

“We have a mission.”

The Sword Emperor gnashed her teeth while looking at the War King.

“A mission more important than life itself—to defeat our opponent and seize their weapons and martial techniques.”

She nodded, saying it was a mission given to both her sect and the War King’s sect.

“Why do you have such a cruel mission?”
“We were originally one, but became enemies.”

The War King simply brushed his hands clean and spoke calmly.

“So you two are husband and wife, then?”

I examined the Sword Emperor and War King in turn before uttering the word “married couple.”

“That’s right!”
“Correct.”

The Sword Emperor and War King answered simultaneously for the first time.

“How did enemies become husband and wife?”
“….”

The War King said nothing, looking embarrassed as he lowered his gaze.

“After fighting this man my entire life starting from age ten, I grew fond of him. So I made my move. And….”

The Sword Emperor muttered something about being young back then, turning her gaze toward the back.

“That cunning dragon played matchmaker.”

She laughed, saying she essentially owed her marriage to the Gold Dragon.

“A marriage born from enmity and matchmaking by the Gold Dragon….”

I examined the Sword Emperor, War King, and Gold Dragon in turn before exhaling sharply.

‘This makes even less sense.’
-They’re all mad, aren’t they….

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“Though we became husband and wife, we had yet to fulfill our mission, so we continued fighting across the Continent.”

The Sword Emperor shrugged, saying she still fights the War King with all her strength even now.

“We bound ourselves as a couple, but our missions are a separate matter.”

The War King nodded, seemingly in agreement with the Sword Emperor.

“It’s just that this place is cramped, so that bastard is redirecting his sword and blade strikes elsewhere before detonating them.”

The Sword Emperor laughed, saying he could fight anywhere thanks to the Gold Dragon.

“I have quite a few questions, actually.”

I let out a hollow laugh. I was far too curious about the relationship between the two of them, their masters, their missions, and the Gold Dragon.
Most intriguingly, I wondered how they’d managed to arrange a marriage between enemies.

“A week wouldn’t be enough to tell our entire story.”

She smiled softly, as if promising to tell me later.

“How did you manage to reach this place?”

The War King narrowed his eyes at me, crossing his arms as if he wouldn’t budge until he heard my explanation.

“Sigh….”

I didn’t answer immediately, instead releasing a long, heavy breath.

“This is rather difficult to explain.”

I muttered that the words wouldn’t come easily, lowering my gaze.

“Why are you hesitating? Just tell us!”

The Sword Emperor approached me, saying she would listen to anything.

“….”

The War King also seemed focused, keeping his gaze fixed on me with his sword lowered.

“The truth is….”

I bit my lip slightly as I looked at the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“I came here to capture an evil person.”
“An evil person?”

The Sword Emperor’s eyes widened as if he had never considered such a thing.

“Yes. I have steeled my resolve and crossed dimensions to cut down the evil person who has tormented my friend endlessly and plunged countless people into suffering.”

Raon clenched his fists, his eyes burning with desperation.

“Who is this evil person?”

The War King placed his hand on his blade as if he would cut down this villain himself.

“….”

Raon stared silently at the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“Huh? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“….”

The Sword Emperor and the War King blinked at each other, completely bewildered.

[If you ask me….]

The Gold Dragon narrowed his eyes as he looked down upon the Sword Emperor and the War King.

[I think he’s talking about you two. Or rather, me as well.]

He pointed at himself with a thick finger and nodded.

“W-wait? Really us?”
“Us are evil people?”

The Sword Emperor and the War King dropped their jaws in disbelief.

“I have killed many people, but they were all villains! I have never killed a righteous person even once!”

The Sword Emperor struck his chest with his fist as if he was confident about that point.

“I’m the same. I’ve beheaded many villains, but I’ve never committed a single evil deed myself.”

The War King shook his head, claiming he had nothing to regret.

“It would be faster to show you directly rather than explain in words.”

I exhaled a heavy sigh and turned my gaze toward the Dimensional Gate.

“Evelyn. Show them the situation over there.”
[Understood!]

With Evelyn’s bright voice, the Dimensional Gate split wide open, and an image from another location began to materialize.

Within the screen rippling with blue light, the panorama of Sturrin Mountains, devastated by the auras of the Sword Emperor and the War King, was revealed.

“When the sword strikes and blade techniques of the two of you erupted at that location and shook Sturrin Mountains, the monsters that had established footholds on the mountain became terrified and fled to Habun Castle.”

The moment I uttered the words Habun Castle, the screen began to display it.

“Ugh!”
“This is… so hard…”
“The monsters just keep coming…”

Scenes of the knights and Rangers of Habun Castle, wounded during combat, groaning in pain, burning the corpses of monsters, and laying human bodies to rest appeared in succession.

“As the grueling battle continued for an extended period, casualties mounted, and the castle lord was consumed by anguish.”

I erased Milend’s words about how it was good to fight after so long because it wasn’t boring, and instead grasped my head as I said he had aged considerably from the hardship.

“I… I had no idea such a thing was happening…”
“Hmm…”

The Sword Emperor and the War King trembled in their jaws, as if they had never even considered such a possibility.

“You may not know this, but Habun Castle had been at peace for quite some time. It was all thanks to my friend.”

I continued speaking with a low groan.

“My friend took a position at the frigid peak of Sturrin Mountains and shouldered the difficult and lonely role of controlling the monsters. But because he was in such a cold place, he was always sleep-deprived. And that friend of mine…”

I pressed my lips together so hard that blood began to flow.

“Because of both of your auras, I haven’t been able to sleep properly, and I’m struggling even now.”

I spoke of what a truly sorrowful matter this was, clutching the bridge of my nose.

“Whoa! That’s too much! Sturrin Mountains is right in front of the Northern Sea! Who would live there….”

The Sword Emperor waved his hand, saying it was far too exaggerated a lie.

“Evelyn.”

I snapped my fingers, and the screen shifted once more, revealing the peak of Sturrin Mountains.

“Haaauuu….”

Sloth lay sleeping with only his face peeking out from beneath the blanket, breathing in shallow, labored gasps.
He seemed to have grown quite exhausted during this time—his face was pallid, and dark circles hung beneath his eyes, extending down to his cheeks.

“Nngh….”

Dorian trembled violently throughout his entire body, terrified of Sloth, though on this screen he appeared to be weeping as he fought against the cold and drowsiness.

“You’ve seen it now. How the battle between both of you created a butterfly effect and caused all of this.”

I exhaled heavily, looking at the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“That’s why I came here to apprehend the villain responsible for this. Of course, I never imagined it would be both of you….”

I clenched my molars, uncertain of what to do.

“I, well, that is….”
“I have nothing to say.”

Both the Sword Emperor, who spoke his thoughts plainly, and the War King, whose thoughts ran deep, hung their heads low without another word.

“I was prepared to stake my life and fight whoever was here, but I cannot bring myself to draw my blade against seniors so far above me—especially not against the Sword Emperor and War King, whose names are etched in history through righteous deeds and great achievements.”

I lowered my hand, which had been gripping the Heavenly Sword, saying I could not fight those I respected.

“The problem is, I don’t know how to resolve this matter.”

I muttered that there truly seemed to be no solution, lowering my head deeply.

“No! I’ll handle it! I’ll do anything!”
“We caused this, so we’ll take responsibility!”

The Sword Emperor, driven by emotion, roared and stamped his feet, while the War King, despite his usual composure, rushed toward me with his face flushed crimson.

“Really….”

I lifted my head slightly, meeting the gazes of both the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“Can you truly do anything?”
“Of course!”
“Of course.”

The two of them nodded simultaneously, like a married couple in perfect accord.

-He’s making his move again….

Wrath’s jaw trembled as he watched me hide laughter beneath an expressionless facade.

-The smoothest tongue in all dimensions!

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