The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1090

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Chapter 1090

“One month….”

The War King stepped forward, settling the wavering light in his eyes.

“While Raon’s talent and power certainly caught us off guard, one month is an extraordinarily short timeframe.”

He shook his head, insisting that no matter how gifted one might be, a month was impossible.

“We can judge that after a month has passed. Shall we make a small wager?”

I lowered the Heavenly Sword with a light laugh.

“I’m confident.”

This was neither bluster nor desperation born of time constraints.

I had never misjudged such matters before, and that certainty gave me the conviction to succeed.

“Very well. Let us settle on granting a small wish to the victor.”

The War King nodded lightly and raised the Blade of Frigid Judgment.

“Then I shall teach you the Demonic Soldier Sword Method from this moment.”

He made no excuses about refusing to teach or complaints about my audacity, instead proceeding directly to instruction. Despite his cold assessment, he seemed to have made a firm decision to take me as his student.
Despite his cold judgment, it seemed he had made a firm decision to follow him.

“The Horse Plague Technique is a cruel martial art that differs from the True Horse Sword Strike by utilizing the aura of water properties to cut enemies and then freeze their wounds to make them burst.”

The War King lowered his chin, saying that the Horse Riding Technique was a martial art completely opposite to the True Demon Sword Technique.

Oh!

Wrath clapped his hands and let out an exclamation of admiration.

That fellow knows something! Frostbite wounds must be shattered with cold energy to truly work! Freezing prevents regeneration!

Wrath’s eyes sparkled as he suddenly took a liking to the War King.

“The Demonic Path Sword Method is slow and heavy, but it possesses fluidity and flexibility. Moreover, it carries the essence of absolute swordsmanship, making it useful for countering an opponent’s martial techniques.”

The War King demonstrated personally, unfolding a graceful sword method as smooth as flowing water.

“However, there is one commonality with the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation.”

He gazed at Raon as if asking whether he understood.

“Overwhelming Sword Path.”

Raon nodded while looking at the Sword Emperor.

“Both the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation and the Demonic Path Sword Method contain the essence of the Overwhelming Sword Path.”

The Sword Master had infused the essence of overwhelming swordsmanship into both the Demon-Sealing Sword Formation and the Demonic Path Sword Method, creating a formidable power that could not be broken by any martial technique. He too was a Grand Master and an absolute warrior who could reach the heavens.
He too was a great master, and an absolute martial artist who could touch the heavens.

“Wow, you felt that again?”

The Sword Emperor’s mouth fell wide open.

“No matter how many times I see it, amazing things keep happening.”

She let out a hollow laugh, saying it was almost unbelievable at this point.

“…that’s correct.”

The War King nodded slightly, his pupils trembling.

“Both the Demonic Illness Sword Technique and the True Demon Sword Formation contain the subtle principles of the Broken Sword. As you know, this is because they were originally martial arts that the Sword Saint used simultaneously.”

He established the way, saying that since the Sword Saint used both the sword and the blade at once, there was inevitably a subtle principle with the same flow.

“Please take a look at my drawing first.”

The War King raised his blade above his head and brought it down with a tediously slow motion. His swordplay traced a graceful curve like calligraphy, cleaving the Black Sea in two.

Whoooooosh!

The War King concentrated entirely on the demonstration, cold sweat beading on his brow as he unfolded every form of the Demonic Soldier Sword Technique.

“Hah….”

He froze the surrounding sea white before stepping back.

“This is the Demonic Soldier Sword Technique. Do you have any questions?”

The War King looked toward Raon with eyes brimming with subtle anticipation, inviting him to ask first.

“In the first form, when you brought the blade down, you slowed the speed and then accelerated again. That must be to pierce through an opponent’s openings, correct?”

Raon recalled the first form the War King had demonstrated and opened his lips slowly.

“Y-yes, exactly!”

The War King stood dazed for a moment before nodding his head.

“That form developed that way to block and counter the True Demon Sword Technique. You could see that?”

The Sword Emperor muttered that it made no sense, his eyes widening.

“In the second form where you slash diagonally upward, wouldn’t adding more angle be better to incorporate greater weight?”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he unfolded the Demonic Soldier Sword Technique forms himself.

“That’s a good suggestion. However, doing so would slow the connection to the third form. The Demonic Soldier Sword Technique is slow, but because it’s an absolute technique, the connection between forms must be flawless and swift.”

The War King shook his head, saying that he had to consider not just one technique, but also the combinations of techniques. His eyes began to sparkle even more brightly.

“Wouldn’t it work if you extended the blade a bit further forward like this….”
“Hmm, that looks promising. There’s certainly potential to experiment with it.”

The War King’s deep voice rose by more than two octaves at once.

“And the fifth form is a bit heavy….”
“A good observation. In that regard….”
“The tenth form moves slower than….”
“Let’s try it directly!”

Raon and the War King huddled close as if warming themselves by a campfire, discussing the Demonic Soldier Swordsmanship at length.

Two hours later, the War King extended his hand to Raon first.

“One month….”

He nodded, his cold expression incongruous with the deep, genuine smile spreading across his face.

“Let’s give it a try.”

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Whoooooosh!

Flames erupting from the Heavenly Sword ignited a brilliant radiance that set the Northern Region’s sky ablaze, while frost blooming from the Wooden Wheel Sword exhaled a frigid aura that cast the pitch-black Northern Sea into shadow.

The Demon-Slaying Sword Technique and Demonic Soldier Swordsmanship—the absolute techniques of the Sword Master from a thousand years past now manifested in Raon’s hands.

“There’s no other word for it but insane.”

The Sword Emperor exhaled sharply as he watched Raon unfold the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique.

“The flaws in his swordsmanship are vanishing rapidly. To think such a monster existed in this world….”

She exhaled in disbelief, understanding now why Raon, not yet thirty, possessed such overwhelming strength.

“He’s transcended the realm of genius. That’s demonic talent—a cruel power that severs the hopes and desires of those around him.”

The War King’s lips trembled as well, unable to believe what his eyes beheld.

“If that talent had fallen into the hands of an evil man, this entire Continent might have been held in the grip of a single person….”

He nodded, acknowledging that my talent was formidable enough to shake the Continent itself.

“What do you think? Can it be done within a month?”

The Sword Emperor muttered curiously and jabbed the War King with his elbow.

“…I’m not entirely certain about that.”

The War King narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

“It seems like it might be possible, but it also seems like I might need a few more days.”

He shook his head, saying that even with my talent, a month was not easy.

“As you know, the Demonic Plague Technique and the Demon-Slaying Sword Art are supreme martial arts. Moreover….”

The War King smacked his lips briefly.

“The Diamond Absolute Technique must also be mastered to an intermediate level. No matter how talented I am, it’s not something that can be done unconditionally.”

He nodded, saying the chances of success were fifty-fifty.

[I hope it doesn’t work out….]

Paratheos, the Gold Dragon, shook his head.

“Why?”

The Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows, looking at Paratheos.

[That human should experience failure too! Everything always works out for him—it’s infuriating!]

Paratheos frowned, clearly displeased with how well everything went for Raon.

“Now you’re jealous of a human.”

The Sword Emperor shook his head in disbelief.

“No matter how I look at it, that one was never meant to be born as a dragon.”
“I agree.”

The War King exhaled deeply.

[No, the Lord himself warned me to be careful of that one! He ranked them almost on par with Glen Zigheart!]

Paratheos shook his head, saying that Raon and Glen Zigheart’s danger levels were nearly identical.

“You’re not on the dragon side anymore anyway. Don’t worry about such things.”

The Sword Emperor waved his hand dismissively.

[B-but still, I’m a bit anxious….]

Paratheos exhaled deeply.

“Think of it positively. If we win, you’ll become the Lord. The Dragon Lord!”

The Sword Emperor grinned wickedly.

[W-will it really work out that way?]

Paratheos blinked his eyes, which were as vast as a glacier.

[That’s not bad, is it? Actually, the Lord doesn’t really do much! He just calls the kids over occasionally and puts on airs!]

He chuckled at this shift in perspective. For a dragon, he seemed to possess quite the ambition.

“But if you become the Dragon Lord….”

The War King exhaled softly as he observed Paratheos.

“There will be no one beneath you.”
[Huh…?]

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“Hah….”

I drove the Heavenly Sword and the Moonwheel Blade into the glacier before collapsing onto the ground.

‘Not bad at all.’

The Sword Master hadn’t merely transmitted martial techniques—he had imparted his profound insights as well, resulting in growth at an astonishing pace.

At this rate, I seemed capable of barely managing to meet the one-month deadline.

‘And the Diamond Absolute Technique is keeping pace splendidly too.’

By employing the Diamond Absolute Technique’s methods learned through the Sword Emperor and War King, I could enhance the Battlefield’s aura even while wielding Manhwagong and Glacsia. Thanks to this, the Diamond Absolute Technique was advancing according to plan.

-Damn it….

Wrath ground his teeth audibly.

-I wanted you to fail unconditionally!
‘It’s somewhat precarious, I’ll admit. Should I have said two months instead?’

While my growth was rapid, attempting to complete two years of training in a single month placed considerable strain on me. One misstep could still result in failure.

-Hmph! Even if not this time, your loose tongue will become a problem soon enough, mark my words.

Wrath wrinkled his nose, insisting I should guard my words more carefully.

‘You’ve been saying that since my trainee days—when exactly is this supposed to become a problem?’
-That is… well….

He averted his gaze, seemingly at a loss for words.

‘Don’t worry—my tongue won’t cause any troubles, at least not that kind.’

I chuckled as I displayed the title “Tongue That Ridicules Dimensions.”

“Raon.”

The War King approached from the side and lowered his head.

“Shall we begin right away?”

Raon brushed off his hands and lifted his gaze.

“Actually, I came here because I wanted to ask you something I’m curious about.”

The Sword Emperor smiled and sat beside him.

“Where and how did you obtain the martial techniques of the Sword Master?”

She lowered her hand, saying she had wanted to ask this long ago but couldn’t due to the urgent circumstances.

“Ah, I see. I should have mentioned that first.”

Raon smiled and straightened his posture.

“It’s not a difficult matter, so I’ll tell you right away. It started with rumors that the Sword Master’s Tomb had been discovered. We didn’t receive that as an official mission, but….”
“The, the Sword Master’s Tomb?”
“When was that?”

The War King and the Sword Emperor widened their eyes, saying they had no idea.

“It was quite a while ago. It was when we were still part of the Gwangpung Corps.”
“Why didn’t we know about it?”
“I have no idea either.”

The Sword Emperor and the War King tilted their heads in confusion.

[Back then, you two were on that uninhabited island shouting that you’d just die together while fighting. Wouldn’t it be strange if news of the Sword Master reached you there?]

The Gold Dragon narrowed his eyes as if he found it absurd.

“Ah, was that when?”
“That must have been it….”

The Sword Emperor and the War King nodded in understanding now.

“An uninhabited island….”

I smacked my lips, thinking once again that the Sword Emperor and War King were anything but normal.

“Please, continue.”

The War King clasped his hands together, pleading once more.

“Ah, yes. Well then….”

I explained how I had entered the Sword Master’s Tomb, and if that place was indeed the Zigheart Training Ground, then I had briefly encountered the Sword Master himself and received instruction in his martial arts.

“…So that’s how it all connected. It’s quite remarkable, really.”

As I spoke of the remarkable nature of fate with a smile, the Sword Emperor and War King rose silently to their feet and stood before me.

“We greet the true successor of the Sword Master!”
“We greet the true successor of the Sword Master!”

Both knelt once more and bowed their heads. I couldn’t fathom why the Sword Emperor and War King were so quick to drop to their knees.

“Hearing this, it’s certainly clear.”
“Indeed. You are the true successor of the Sword Master.”

The Sword Emperor and War King pressed their foreheads to the ground, insisting that since they had been directly acknowledged by the Sword Master, it was only natural that I become his successor.

“Please, stop this! Do it after everything is finished.”

I grabbed the Sword Emperor and War King by the shoulders and forcibly pulled them to their feet.

“You both said you would only acknowledge me once I had mastered the Sword Master’s martial arts. Please, hold to that!”

Though I did need their strength, I had no desire to see men so much my senior prostrating themselves like this.

“Understood.”
“If that is what you wish….”

The Sword Emperor and War King nodded slowly before rising to their feet.

“Ah, and….”

I extended my hand toward the two of them.

“I’ll teach you the secret formulas of the Diamond Reinforcement Technique, the Demonic Soldier Sword Method, and the True Demon Sword Art that I know. After all, you two are the true masters of these arts.”

Since these techniques originally belonged to the Sword Sect and Blade Sect, and they would play crucial roles in the final war, it seemed appropriate to pass on the Sword Master’s Tomb teachings to them.

“Train with me for a month.”

I smiled and extended my hand to the Sword Emperor and War King.

“R-Raon….”
“Ah….”

The Sword Emperor and War King gazed at me with eyes brimming with emotion. It was far better than their earlier reaction of kneeling before me.

“Well then, let me begin the transmission right away—”
“We greet the great successor of the Sword Master’s Tomb!”
“We greet the true successor of the Sword Master’s Tomb.”

The two of them shattered my expectations and knelt once more, bowing their heads.

“Ah, please….”

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“Thank you for your guidance all this time.”

I stood before the War King with his cold gaze and the Sword Emperor radiating warmth, bowing my head.

“I owe you both greatly for this month.”

The Sword Emperor and War King had stayed by my side for the entire month, assisting me in training the Demonic Soldier Sword Method and the True Demon Sword Art.

They had obtained the perfected Diamond Sutra and martial arts, so their own training must have been calling to them, yet I was moved by how they kept their promise to the very end. I began to understand why these two had remained transcendent beings spoken of throughout the ages.

“No, I enjoyed it more,” the Sword Emperor said.

She shook her head with warm eyes.

“Now I understand why people take disciples.”

She smiled softly, saying she should find and nurture a disciple who resembled Raon.

-That’s not good, is it?

Wrath’s eyes narrowed deeply.

-After teaching that wretch, if you teach another, even if they’re a genius, you’ll surely find them frustrating!

He shook his head, saying the creature was looking at the sky rather than the summit before even beginning the climb.

“I feel the same way,” the War King said.

A smile touched his lips—cool yet tender.

“I never knew the martial arts discussions with Raon would be so enjoyable.”

He licked his lips thinly, as if he wished to continue them.

“I can do that anytime, so don’t worry,” Raon said with a thin smile, shaking his head.

Raon chuckled softly and shook his head.

“And since I received your teachings, I’m your disciple too, aren’t I?”

He nodded toward the Sword Emperor as well.

“Honey! Let’s have a child!”

The Sword Emperor grabbed the War King’s arm and shook it.

“I want to have a son or daughter like him! Really!”

She shook her head, unable to hold back any longer.

“Hmm….”

The War King seemed to share the same sentiment, his gaze toward the Sword Emperor growing serene.

[Suddenly…?]

Paratheos, the Gold Dragon, shook his head in disbelief.

-Wait, what are those things doing before the test even begins!

Wrath bared his teeth as if questioning why they were acting this way.

-Why are all the people around you insane!

He shook his head, wondering how I managed to attract only madmen.

“Save the marital discussion for later….”

I approached the Sword Emperor and War King with my hands resting on the Heavenly Sword and the Moonwheel Blade.

“Now, please verify whether I am someone you can follow, or not.”

I lifted my chin, declaring that it was time to take the test.

“Of course!”
“I shall judge objectively.”

The Sword Emperor and War King, as if they had never laughed, wiped away the flush from their faces and fixed me with cool, piercing gazes.

“Then….”

I drew the Heavenly Sword and Moonwheel Blade. Against the darkening sky, a brilliant sun and turbulent waves of the Northern Sea bloomed with radiant flames and crystalline frost.

“I shall begin.”

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