The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1092

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Chapter 1092

“What was that?”

I echoed Sloth’s words and swallowed hard.

“….”

Sloth opened his mouth to continue but then blinked blankly.

“What was it again…?”

He tilted his head slowly, as if suddenly unable to recall his own words.

-That pathetic fool!

Wrath gnashed his teeth at the sight of Sloth.

-He’s bringing shame upon the Demon Lords all by himself! Smash his head in right now!

He roared for me to lend him my body so he could beat Sloth senseless himself.

“Ah… I remember now….”

Sloth tapped his own forehead and nodded.

“I… in my current state… when fighting the Archangel… it’s difficult… to use my full power….”

Sloth clenched and unclenched his fist weakly, as if all his strength had drained away.

“You can’t use your full power? You weren’t at full strength when you fought me either?”

I furrowed my brow at Sloth.

‘But at the end, he was definitely serious.’

When Sloth had wrapped those black shadows around his body, I was certain I couldn’t win. That had to be his full power, so I couldn’t understand why he was suddenly saying he couldn’t exert his strength.

“Fighting an Archangel is… different….”

Sloth slowly lifted his gaze toward the darkening sky.

“If I fight an Archangel in the Human Realm… which is neither the Celestial Realm nor the Demon Realm… the world’s rules will… become distorted….”

He closed his eyes, explaining that if a Demon Lord and an Archangel fought at full strength in the Middle World—where the Celestial Race and Demon Race should not exist—causality itself would collapse.
She closed her eyes, saying that if they fought, the cause and effect would collapse.

“So you’re saying you need a medium that can bear the causality to draw out your full power?”
“So are you saying we need an intermediary that can handle the causality to draw out your full power?”

Raon understood what Sloth said and immediately pulled out an answer.

“That’s right…”

Sloth nodded, saying he was right. However, he didn’t open his eyes again.

“A medium, huh…”

Raon swept his hair back and narrowed his eyes.

“Where am I supposed to get that?”

To bear Sloth’s karma, I would need aptitude for sloth, but I couldn’t think at all of where or what to look for.

“If I do this, I won’t be able to call upon the other Demon Lords besides Sloth.”

Sloth’s words affect not only himself, but others as well.
This is a story that applies to the Demon Lords as well, so if he made even one wrong move, his entire plan could fall apart.

“If the Demon Lords won’t help…”

You’re bound to lose.

No matter how much the Sword Emperor and War King participate, in the final war, seven Archangels and countless members of the Celestial Race will launch an attack.
Without borrowing the power of the Demon Lords, there was no way we could have won.

“That’s… simple….”
“Wait a moment.”

I cut off Sloth’s words and raised my hand.

“If you need a medium, wouldn’t the Archangel and Celestial Race also need something to bear the karmic consequences?”

This world was foreign not only to the Demon Lords but to the Archangels as well. To fight the Demons with their original power, they would have no choice but to need a medium like Sloth.

“That’s right….”

Sloth muttered that it made sense and nodded his head. Even at such a critical moment, he seemed to want to sleep.

“Then both sides would be unable to use their true power… no, that wouldn’t be the case.”

I bit my lip and shook my head.

‘Derus Robert would sacrifice humans as offerings to create power that allows the Archangel to ignore karmic consequences.’

The Derus Robert I knew would undoubtedly kill tens of thousands—no, hundreds of thousands of people to enable the Archangels to wield their full might on this Continent and distort causality itself.

-That is the correct answer.

Wrath nodded heavily.

-As you say, the Demon Lords find it difficult to use their full power in this world. However, there are many other methods to achieve that.

He twisted his mouth as he spoke of sacrificing human souls or blood as offerings to unlock the Archangel’s power.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled deeply.

‘The more I think about it, the more it seems the Demon Lords and Angels have switched places.’

The Archangels wanted to destroy humanity, while the Demon Lords wanted to protect them instead.
I couldn’t fathom who had created the notion that Angels were virtuous and Demons were evil.

-The True Demon King said it! Humans are far too bound by preconceptions!

Wrath shook his head vigorously.

-It’s true that many Demons are wicked, but the Celestial Race and humans aren’t much different in that regard!

He bared his teeth, insisting that it wasn’t a matter of racial differences, but individual character.

“The method is… simple…”

Sloth raised his finger and pointed to the black flower bracelet wrapped around his wrist.

“A bracelet?”
“The bracelet… I gave you… contains… the sloth of this world… that you created… With that power… I should be able… to draw out… my full strength…”

He nodded, confirming that he could draw out his full power using the force of sloth embedded in the black flower bracelet.

“That’s it? Sounds simple enough.”

I smiled and adjusted the bracelet on my wrist.

“However…”

Sloth’s eyes rippled with black light, just as they did when fighting me.

“After using that power, all the authority of sloth you’ve accumulated will disappear completely.”

He shook his head, explaining that was the price for using the power.

“A price…”

I gazed quietly at the second black flower bracelet hanging on my wrist.

“It’s not that big of a deal though?”
-Not that big of a deal?

Wrath’s eyes widened.

“What…?”

Sloth’s eyebrows twitched as he turned his body slightly. It was the most intense reaction he’d shown all day.

“That’s unexpected….”

He lowered his eyebrows as if he hadn’t anticipated this.

“What is?”

Raon tilted his head in confusion.

“I’ve slept here… and seen countless humans…. Humans are… obsessed with power… to an extraordinary degree…. Even more ruthlessly than Demons…. Yet when power that’s already in your grasp… disappears, I never expected… to see such a reaction from you….”

Sloth spoke with genuine surprise, uttering the longest sentence since they’d met.

“It was never my power to begin with.”

After finishing my revenge against Derus Robert, I had planned to return all the abilities I’d gained thanks to Wrath.

Since I also harbored the desire to become the greatest swordsman through my own strength alone, there was no sense of loss.

“You really… are human….”

Sloth exhaled genuine admiration.

“Actually, no matter what… accepting it is the right choice…. The only other option is… finding a human whose wavelength matches mine….”
“A human whose wavelength matches?”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sloth.

“Just as you became… Wrath’s vessel… and twisted causality… if there’s a human whose wavelength matches mine… I could use all my powers… without completely draining your strength….”

Sloth’s head bobbed as he fought off sleep.

“But… the humans I’ve seen… were all
too diligent…. Finding someone like me… would be difficult….”

He sighed, lamenting that there wasn’t a single human who slept for twenty-four hours straight.

-He speaks the truth. Finding a lazybones like that creature… where in this world… Huh!

Wrath’s words trailed off as his eyes widened.

—Ah, there’s one person!

Wrath’s eyes widened as he recalled someone who would suit Sloth perfectly.

“Evelyn!”

I called out Evelyn’s name, having arrived at the same person as Wrath.

“Can you go to Zigheart right now and bring back one person?”
“Of course!”

Evelyn nodded, indicating she would do anything I asked of her.

“Who should I bring?”
“From Zigheart….”

I smiled slightly as I watched Sloth, who was already beginning to doze off.

“The person who sleeps the most.”

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The moment Evelyn departed for Zigheart, Sloth declared he had finished all he needed to say and burrowed beneath the blankets.
The instant his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep—an enviable ability, truly.

“Is everything working out well?”

Dorian covered Sloth’s face with the blanket and blinked nervously, saying it was frightening as he carefully concealed Sloth’s visage.

“If things go well, we should achieve even better results.”

I smiled faintly and nodded.

Boom!

The Sword Emperor and War King ascended the Sturrin Mountains peak, treading upon the light.

“We’ve handled the damage we caused for now.”

The War King nodded, confirming that they had resolved what they could manage.

“We’ll leave the rest to Paratheos when he arrives.”

The Sword Emperor smiled faintly, intending to pass the troublesome parts to the Gold Dragon Paratheos.

“Ah, is this person the lord’s friend?”

She gestured with her chin toward Sloth, who lay buried beneath blankets.

“That’s correct.”

I nodded gently, tapping the edge of the bed where Sloth lay.

“Remarkably strong. Though his aura is peculiar—almost as if he weren’t human at all.”

The War King’s eyes narrowed as he sensed the aura of sloth emanating from him.

“Regardless, I should apologize first.”

The Sword Emperor approached Sloth’s bed and bowed her head.

“I’m truly sorry for waking you all this time and destroying the mountain.”

She spoke of it not being intentional, clasping her hands together.

“I hear you’ve been unable to sleep because of us.”

The War King exhaled a thin sigh and stood before Sloth.

“I offer my sincere apologies.”

He too spoke with heartfelt gravity in his apology.

“I am the War King, and this is the Sword Emperor. If there is anything we can do for you, please tell us.”

The War King nodded firmly, declaring he would grant any request.

“Mmm….”

A thin voice emerged from beneath the blanket. It seemed Sloth had awakened from the aura clash between the Sword Emperor and War King.

*Shhhhh.*

Sloth pulled the blanket down slightly and gazed at the Sword Emperor and War King.

“That’s… enough. Just don’t do it… again from now on….”

He had received their apology, so he waved his hand dismissively, signaling them to leave, before closing his eyes.
She waved her hand as if telling him to go, then closed her eyes.

*Goro-ro-rong.*

The moment Sloth closed his eyes, he fell into deep sleep, releasing adorable breathing sounds.

“Ha….”

The Sword Emperor let out an incredulous laugh.

“We revealed our true names, yet he asks for nothing?”

She widened her eyes as if witnessing something utterly beyond her imagination.

“A magnanimous soul indeed.”

The War King smacked his lips and nodded while gazing at Sloth.

“Both the Master and this one. To think such people still exist in this world—we are truly blessed.”

He smiled warmly, sensing that Sloth would surely do great things for the Continent.

“Ugh….”

I exhaled softly, watching the Sword Emperor and War King regard Sloth with affectionate gazes.

‘This might actually work.’

The Sword Emperor and War King had never encountered a Demon Lord before, and since Sloth had fallen asleep without manifesting his sloth, they merely sensed something peculiar about his aura—they didn’t recognize him as a Demon Lord.

[Whoa, whoa, whoa!]

Just as I was scratching my head in disbelief, a tremendous roar echoed from the sky above. It seemed the Gold Dragon Paratheos had finished organizing the glacier and caught up with us.

[You really went without me, you sneaky humans!]

Paratheos growled irritably at the Sword Emperor and War King.

“Why are you so late!”

The Sword Emperor only furrowed his brow at Paratheos.

“Dragons aren’t omnipotent, it seems.”

The War King also sighed, noting how much weaker Paratheos had become.

[You said not to damage nature! So I had no choice but to do it myself!]

Paratheos fluttered his wings, explaining that he’d taken longer because he’d organized everything with his own body instead of using magic.

[You two really… huh?]

He furrowed his brow at the Sword Emperor and War King, then suddenly froze.

[What, what is this? Why is a Demon Lord here!]

Paratheos gnashed his teeth as he looked at the sleeping Sloth. His dragon instincts had apparently allowed him to discern Sloth’s true identity.

[Everyone get back! I’ll annihilate him!]

Paratheos opened his maw wide, ready to unleash his breath and obliterate Sloth in one strike.

“This is insane!”
“Stop!”

The Sword Emperor and War King leaped into the air and struck Paratheos’s snout just as he prepared to unleash his breath attack.

Crack!

Paratheos didn’t even have time to cry out before his jaws snapped shut and he plummeted to the ground.

Boom!

The entire Sturrin Mountains trembled from the impact of Paratheos’s colossal body.

Rumble.

Yet Sloth remained undisturbed, still lost in slumber.

[What—what are you doing!]

Paratheos glared at the Sword Emperor and War King, his voice dripping with fury.

“How could such a kind-hearted soul be a Demon Lord!”

The War King shook his head vigorously, dismissing the notion entirely.

“That’s right! He’s the kindest person I’ve ever met!”

The Sword Emperor wrinkled his nose, telling Sloth not to bare his claws.

[No, he IS a Demon Lord! Look at that wicked aura!]

Paratheos pointed insistently at Sloth, demanding they see for themselves.

“Hmm….”

Sloth smacked his lips softly and rolled his body to the left, a blissful smile spreading across his face.

“That?”
“A Demon Lord?”

The Sword Emperor and War King clenched their fists, refusing to entertain such nonsense.

[No, I’m serious! Don’t you trust me? I’m Paratheos of the Gold Dragon clan!]

Paratheos thrashed his massive tail about, insisting that I believe him.

“I’d sooner trust the Demon King’s words than yours.”

The Sword Emperor waved his hand dismissively.

“Speak nonsense one more time, and I’ll rip those horns clean off.”

The War King drew his blade in agreement, his warning unmistakable.

[Kyaaaaaaagh!]

Even with the Demon King standing right before him, unable to capture him, Paratheos threw his head back and shrieked at the heavens.

[So that really is the Demon King… Hack!]

He continued wailing about the Demon King until the Sword Emperor and War King each delivered a sharp flick to his head, sending him crashing back to the ground.

-Hey, ask him something.

Wrath tapped my shoulder repeatedly.

-Why the hell is that lizard locked up anyway!

He thrashed about like a fish out of water, desperate with curiosity.

‘I’m curious too, but…’

I shook my head as I watched Paratheos sniffling pitifully.

‘Now doesn’t seem like the right time.’

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Whoooosh!

A blue dimensional gate opened, and Evelyn tumbled through.

“I’m back!”

Evelyn waved her hand, announcing that she had been to Zigheart.

“It’s quite far. That was exhausting.”

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, saying that even traversing multiple dimensional gates in succession had worn her out.

“You did well. The person I mentioned is….”
“Here.”

Evelyn smiled mischievously and stretched her right arm, which still remained inside the dimensional gate.

“Ugh….”

Behind her, Lunan Slion emerged with a low groan.

“You really did call me…?”

Lunan Slion was dressed in pajamas, clutching a blanket while her wrist was firmly held by Evelyn. She appeared displeased, clearly having been dragged from her sleep.

“Yes.”

I smiled and nodded.

“How much do you usually sleep? On days when you’re not training?”
“Continuously….”

Lunan Slion used the word “continuously” rather than specifying a duration.

“Continuously?”
“Yes. Until I feel like eating a pearl ice cream.”

She nodded, saying she wouldn’t wake up until then.

‘Perfect.’
‘That’s exactly right.’

I muttered to myself that I had found it correctly and snapped my fingers.

“So, are you interested in gaining a new power?”

Sloth wasn’t a bad power, but I asked first since Lunan Slion might be reluctant about it.

“What kind of power…?”

Lunan Slion blinked his eyes as if drowsy.

“If you wish it, you’ll gain the authority of Sloth. It’s the power of the Demon Lords.”

Since Lunan Slion was someone I could trust, I spoke to him honestly.

“Gaaaaahhh!”

Dorian’s mouth fell wide open as he stumbled backward onto his rear.

“Hmm.”

Evelyn gazed at me and Lunan Slion with intrigued eyes.

“Will that help you?”
“Not just me—it will be a tremendous help to you as well.”

I wasn’t speaking carelessly. Through Sloth, Lunan Slion could grow and wield a power far greater than before.

“Then I’m fine with it…”

Lunan Slion nodded as if trusting my judgment.

“Thank you.”

I smiled faintly and placed my hand on Lunan Slion’s shoulder.

“Sloth. Wake up for a moment.”

The Sword Emperor and War King had gone to console Paratheos, who wouldn’t stop crying, so it seemed like now was a good time to do this.

“Mmm….”

Sloth slowly opened his eyes and locked gazes with Lunan Slion, who stood before him.

“….”
“….”

Sloth and Lunan Slion exchanged no words, simply staring at each other with piercing eyes.
It was as though master recognized master.

“….”

Sloth slowly blinked his eyes, then drifted back into sleep.

“….”

Lunan Slion wrapped himself in the blanket he had brought and began to sleep as well.

-Huh?

Wrath’s lips trembled as he alternated his gaze between Lunan Slion and Sloth, who had fallen asleep simultaneously as if locked in combat.

-This, what is this! What kind of test is this ridiculous!

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