The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1097

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Chapter 1097

“What do you mean all of a sudden?”

Raon blinked as he looked at the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“Weren’t you two supposed to be touring the Annex Building under my mother’s guidance?”

Sylvia, the master of the Annex Building, had offered to show the Sword Emperor and War King around, so he had entrusted them to her while he prepared to practice swordsmanship. He couldn’t understand why these two, who should have been sightseeing, suddenly appeared with Sia and spoke of taking her as a disciple.
I don’t understand why those two people, who should be touring the Annex Building, suddenly brought Sia here and are saying they want to make her their disciple.

“That was the original plan. But…”

The Sword Emperor let out a deep sigh as he looked at Sia.

“When I saw this child, I couldn’t help myself. They’re literally a bundle of talent!”

“She has this level of talent while living” or “With this much talent in life”
They couldn’t close their gaping mouth, saying they had never seen it before.

“I feel the same way.”

The War King bowed his head with his hand placed over his chest.

“While not quite at the level of a sovereign, it’s a talent that transcends the standard of genius. I really want to nurture it.”

His calm eyes trembled with excitement.

“Are you okay, noona?”

Raon looked at Sia, who was being held by the shoulder by the Sword Emperor.

“I’m comfortable.”

Sia nodded with a calm expression. It seemed that going through puberty had rapidly increased her composure.

“How did this happen?”

Raon asked Sylvia, who stood before the door.

“Sia said she was bored and went to the Lake to train.”

Sylvia continued with a radiant smile, as if delighted that Sia had earned the recognition of the Sword Emperor and War King.

“The moment the Sword Emperor and War King saw Sia wielding her blade, they rushed over and fought with each other to make her their disciple.”

She pinched her own cheek, unsure if this was reality or a dream.

“Then what about you, sister?”
“I refused.”

Sylvia shook her head, saying that she had declined the offer to become a disciple of the Sword Emperor and War King.

“So the two of you came all the way here because you wanted to accept my sister as your disciple instead.”

Raon nodded, muttering that he understood now.

“That’s right.”

The Sword Emperor nodded.

“This child refused, saying she would only listen to her lord, so we came to find her.”

She bowed her head, asking that Sia be accepted as her disciple.

“The mark of your direct teaching is evident.”

The War King nodded, sensing Raon’s influence in Sia’s martial arts.

“However, I noticed some shortcomings, as if you hadn’t guided her consistently. I will correct those.”

He clenched his fist, determined to raise Sia into a perfect warrior.

“You certainly see well.”

Raon lowered his eyebrows slightly.

“I did teach my sister swordplay and sensory blade techniques, but I couldn’t consistently oversee her progress, so there are definitely areas where she’s lacking.”

I had imparted the fundamentals of swordsmanship and sensory blade techniques to Sia, but between various missions and overseeing the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen, I hadn’t been able to dedicate much time to her.

Darkan had left Zigheart, and Edgar and Sylvia only wished for Sia to remain healthy, so she must have spent considerable time wielding her blade alone.

‘It’s not a bad proposal.’

Since Sia had already laid the groundwork in swordplay, she had reached the point where she needed a proper master.

I had been considering bringing her to Gwangpung Hall to train alongside the swordsmen, but now a master—and the greatest one at that—had come seeking her out on his own. My heart began to race violently.

“What do you think, sister?”

Raon asked for Sia’s opinion first.

“Are these people strong?”

Sia raised both hands, pointing at the Sword Emperor and War King.

“Strong. Very much so.”

Raon nodded with a smile.

“Stronger than you?”
“Hmm…”

I stroked my chin, letting out a low murmur.

“They’re probably stronger than me right now.”

The Sword Emperor and War King’s martial prowess placed them among the leaders of the Five Emperors and Three Demons, excluding Glen, the Heavenly Demon, Derus, and Darkan.

If I opened the Sword Realm and fought with all my strength, I could endure for a brief moment, but ultimately I would be defeated.

“Really to that extent?”

Sia’s eyes widened in astonishment.

“‘For now,’ that is the case.”

The War King shook his head calmly as he regarded Raon.

“My lord will eventually surpass us and ascend to the heavens.”

He drew a faint smile, confident that Raon would transcend them.

“Besides, my lord has hidden strength as well!”

The Sword Emperor shrugged his shoulders, sensing something vast beneath Raon’s soul. He seemed to possess the keen perception befitting a high-tier transcendent.

“Becoming their disciple will be difficult. You might even miss the days when you swung your blade alone by the lake. But…”

I bent my waist slightly and gazed into Sia’s eyes.

“You will definitely grow stronger. Strong enough to achieve your goal of protecting the Annex Building alongside me.”
“Then I’ll do it!”

Sia nodded without the slightest hesitation.

“I want to grow stronger too!”

She nodded, wanting to become far stronger than she was now so she could protect the Annex Building.

“So it is.”

I smiled and stepped back one pace.

“Then it’s our turn now?”
“Yes. Let us decide who will be the master.”

The War King and the Sword Emperor narrowed their eyes deeply as they regarded each other.

“Won’t the two of you teach together?”

I widened my eyes in surprise.

“The sects are different! Of course they need separate instruction!”
“I agree with that assessment.”

The Sword Emperor and War King would settle the matter through direct combat to determine who was more suited to be a master, so I should wait a moment.
They began warming up their bodies.
One moment they seemed mature, the next they were like children.

“Enough.”

I exhaled a sigh and raised my hand.

“I gave you both the perfect Diamond Absolute Technique, Demon Suppression Blade Method, and True Demon Sword Scripture because I hoped you wouldn’t engage in meaningless conflict.”
“But this isn’t meaningless—”

The Sword Emperor raised his hand.

“It’s true that I became the sect leader of both the Sword Sect and Blade Sect after learning the Diamond Absolute Technique, isn’t it?”

I looked at the Sword Emperor and War King and asked.

“That’s correct.”
“Obviously.”

The War King and Sword King nodded simultaneously.

“And it’s also true that there’s no problem with Sia learning both of your martial arts at the same time, right?”
“That’s certainly the case.”
“We can’t match her talent anyway.”

Both acknowledged that Sia could master swordsmanship and blade techniques simultaneously without issue.

“Then there’s no need to choose a single master. Both of you teach her together. You can each teach her one day at a time. And…”

I continued, raising a finger.

“From now on, I will revive the Sword-Tao Sect by merging the Sword Sect and Blade Sect into one. These two sects were originally one, and since I received martial arts from the Sword Saint, the founder of the original sect, I believe I have the qualifications to do so.”

I looked down at the Sword Emperor and War King with a grave expression and set my jaw firmly.

“Hmm!”
“The Sword-Tao Sect….”

The Sword Emperor and War King bit their lips. Their eyes began trembling violently.

‘They’ll surely object.’

Both had spent their entire lives within the Sword Sect and Blade Sect, so even if I became their sect leader, they wouldn’t favor the creation of a single unified faction.

‘How should I convince them….’
“It’s not a bad idea.”
“Sounds reasonable.”

I was racking my brain for ways to persuade the Sword Emperor and War King when they smiled contentedly, saying it seemed acceptable.

“Pardon?”

I blinked at the two of them in confusion.

“Upon reflection, you were right. There’s no need for us to fight anymore, and since the disciples show exceptional talent, teaching them together should work well.”

The Sword Emperor nodded approvingly.

“I shall follow your guidance.”

The War King nodded, saying he was grateful for the good judgment.

“Yuber of the Sword-Tao Sect pays respects to the Sect Leader!”
“Sieran of the Sword-Tao Sect pays respects to the Sect Leader!”

The Sword Emperor and War King exchanged glances, then knelt and bowed their heads as if they’d been waiting for this moment.

“I told you to stop doing that….”

I sighed and struck my forehead. That heavy formal bow kept resurfacing whenever I let my guard down, making me deeply uncomfortable.

“Looking forward to working together!”

The Sword Emperor patted the head of Sia, who was taller than him.

“It will be a difficult path, so steel yourself for what lies ahead.”

The War King nodded, indicating he would take on the role of a teacher as well.

“I understand, Masters!”

Sia bowed respectfully to the Sword Emperor and the War King.

“Sia….”

Sylvia nodded with satisfaction at how mature Sia had become.

“Our daughter has grown so much! Now it’s time to let her go….”

Edgar was so moved by Sia’s clear voice that he covered his mouth and sniffled.

“She’s not getting married or anything. What do you mean, letting her go….”

Raon shook his head at Edgar, telling him not to exaggerate.

-These old fools….

Wrath’s eyes narrowed in disbelief.

-They’d actually die if you told them to. These are the types who’d really do it.

He furrowed his brow, remarking that despite having met her less than a month ago, their loyalty was overflowing. He seemed quite envious.

‘You were right before. This time, luck was on my side.’

It was fortunate that those with pure hearts like the Sword Emperor and War King would carry on the legacy of the Sword Saint’s Tomb. Now it finally felt like fortune was turning in my favor.

-Finally? You say finally?

Wrath’s jaw trembled in disbelief.

-You’ve lived your entire life on luck, and now you say finally? You have no conscience whatsoever!

He glared at me with bloodshot eyes, demanding I cancel it immediately.

“Shall we begin training right away?”
“Ah, before that, there’s one more thing I’d like to ask of you.”

I brushed Wrath aside with the back of my hand and approached the Sword Emperor and War King.

“A request, you say….”
“Just tell us.”

The War King lowered his brows with curiosity, while the Sword Emperor nodded, signaling me to speak freely.

“If you follow me tomorrow, you’ll understand.”

I smiled faintly and nodded.

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“You’ve all heard the rumors, I’m sure.”

I stood atop the platform in the 5th Training Ground and lifted my chin.

“These two are the Sword Emperor and the War King.”

I called forward the Sword Emperor and War King, who had been standing behind me.

“Wait, that person is the Sword Emperor? She looks so young. And she’s a woman?”
“I can definitely feel an eerie aura. It’s hard to even approach the War King….”
“Both of them look young, but their power is genuine.”
“I never thought I’d see the Sword Emperor and War King with my own eyes!”

The swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall trembled at their fingertips, overwhelmed with emotion at finally meeting the legendary Sword Emperor and War King.

“Haaah! Haaah! Haa….”

Mark Goeten held his sword and gazed upon the War King who had transcended to the realm of enlightenment with such reverence that white breath escaped his lips. It was the first time I’d seen him display such an expression, and it was startling enough to catch me off guard.

“From today onward, these individuals will serve as your temporary instructors. While both of them cannot visit every day, they will stop by at least once daily, so make sure to seek their guidance diligently.”

I gestured toward the Sword Emperor and the War King while nodding.

‘It would be wasteful to let masters of such caliber remain idle.’

Since Sia didn’t need both of them teaching her simultaneously, I had requested that one of them serve as an instructor at Gwangpung Hall instead. Both readily agreed.

“And…”

I beckoned to Paratheos, who had been standing off to the side.

“This is Paratheos, an ancient dragon of the Gold Clan. If you request his assistance, he can transform the Training Ground to create personalized cultivation conditions suited to each individual.”

As I spoke, I signaled to Paratheos.

“You’re really pushing me around!”

Paratheos nodded and chanted an incantation. Suddenly, a mountain shrouded in biting cold surged up at the right end of the Training Ground, while a deep pit engulfed in roaring flames opened at the left end.

“Woooooah!”
“He’s casting high-level magic without even chanting?”
“So this is the power of a dragon!”
“Having a dragon as an ally makes things so convenient!”

The swordsmen gazed at Paratheos with sparkling eyes, clearly astonished by his magic.

“Psh, it’s nothing special! There’s more where that came from!”

Paratheos, pleased by the swordsmen’s cheers, began performing tasks I hadn’t even asked him to do.

-That one was born to be a fool.

Wrath shook his head in exasperation.

‘Exactly. Like someone.’
-Like who?
‘….’

I turned my gaze back to the Gwangpung swordsmen without answering.

“Today we have three Transcendents, so choose whoever you’d like to learn from.”

I nodded, telling them to stand before the Transcendent they wished to study under.

“War King! War King! War King!”
“We get to choose?”
“I knew Gwangpung was the best!”
“I’m going with the Sword Emperor!”

Mark Goeten rushed toward the War King with madness blazing in his eyes, while the other swordsmen scattered to find their chosen Transcendent.

Most of the swordsmen gathered before the Sword Emperor and War King, though some went to Paratheos because of the special training ground.

‘I can already see the future taking shape.’

If I cultivated the swordsmen like this, I might be able to create a massive force of Grand Masters before the war.

Currently only Burren, Lunan, Martha, Mark Goeten, and Trevin were Grand Masters, but with the aid of the Sword Emperor, War King, and Paratheos, I felt I could elevate far more swordsmen to that rank.

‘And Lunan might even have a shot at Transcendence.’

Since Lunan had obtained the power of Sloth from Sloth himself, with proper cultivation, he could potentially surpass even Transcendence.

‘This is exciting.’

Imagining a Military Force Division composed entirely of Grand Masters crushing the Celestial Race and Eden Ghosts, I found myself smiling naturally.

-You shouldn’t be thinking about such things right now, should you?
‘Huh?’

I blinked and lifted my head.

‘What do you mean… W-what is it!’

Unlike the Sword Emperor, the War King, and Paratheos, not a single swordmaster stood before me.

-Puhehehehe!

Wrath spread his hand and burst into mocking laughter.

-I knew it! Who would follow a madman like you!

He snickered, saying that having no one before me revealed my true character.

“Ugh….”

I closed my eyes tightly as I gazed at the empty platform before me.

‘I may have pushed them hard in their training, but this is too much.’

I had trained them to the best of my ability because I didn’t want to see them die, yet seeing that not a single one would choose me, my heart grew heavy.

-It’s not that you didn’t want to see it—you’ve been striking them every time you saw them, haven’t you?

Wrath scoffed, telling me to speak truthfully.

“Sigh….”

I was exhaling a sigh and shaking my head when it happened.

“I wish to learn from you, Master!”

Crain stepped forward before me, raising his hand with determination.

“Crain?”

I opened my mouth in surprise. I never expected Crain, of all people, to come forward first.

“All of my growth until now is thanks to you, Master!”

Crain bit his lip firmly as he cast a glance at the other swordmasters.

‘Foolish bastards.’

I’d rather suffer for just one day, but instead I’m going to be tormented for over a month.

Raon doesn’t let even trivial matters slide—he’s meticulous to a fault.
He’ll undoubtedly remember today and use it as a pretext for concentration training, so earning points in advance was the right call.

‘I’m getting out of this.’

Imagining Raon remembering today and being the only one to personally oversee his training, a smile crept across his lips.

“No. That’s not it….”

Dorian shook his head with a pallid expression, as if rejecting the flawed reasoning.

“Just focus on yourself.”

Crain snorted dismissively and brushed off his hands.

“Crain!”

Raon leaped down from the platform.

“You truly believe in me!”

His expression brightened with genuine delight as he nodded emphatically.

“Of course! I, Crain, would gladly offer my life for you, my lord!”

Crain raised his fist, declaring himself the only one who truly had faith in Raon.

“Excellent.”

Raon’s crimson eyes blazed with fervent intensity.

“I’ll make you a Grand Master without fail. Starting today, let’s train together.”

He struck Crain’s back enthusiastically, urging him to give his all.

“Ugh!”

Crain’s jaw trembled as scorching heat radiated from his back.

“Oh, starting today? Not just today?”
“I originally planned for just today. However….”

Raon grasped Crain’s shoulder and nodded.

“Your passion and determination have moved me. Living up to the title of Crain, I shall elevate you to Grand Master as the first regular member of Gwangpung Hall!”
“Ah, you really don’t have to….”
“No, it’s absolutely necessary.”

He seized Crain by the nape of the neck, declaring he would see this through to the end, and entered the Cultivation Chamber.

“Gaaaaaahhhhh!”

From deep within the Cultivation Chamber—where such sounds should never emerge—came Crain’s agonized screams.

“Sigh….”

Dorian shook his head as he witnessed the scene.

“That’s why you shouldn’t have gone.”

Raon possessed far more affection than appearances suggested, and getting caught by him meant swallowing poison instead of medicine.

He himself had nearly approached Raon before using his Insight to read the man’s intentions and immediately abandoned the idea.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Dorian listened to Crain’s screams pouring from the Cultivation Chamber and offered a prayer for his soul.

“May he find peace.”

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“Certainly….”

I narrowed my eyes as I observed Sia and the Sword Emperor instructing her.

“She’s developing remarkably fast.”

Three weeks had passed since the Sword Emperor and the War King took Sia under their wing.

Thanks to their passionate instruction, Sia had grown beyond recognition, reaching a level where she could already earn considerable renown if she ventured out now.

‘Her innate talent truly is incomparable.’

I clicked my tongue slightly, feeling a hint of envy toward Sia’s exceptional natural gift.

-Are you truly mad?

Wrath furrowed his brow in disbelief.

‘Why? I had no talent to begin with.’
-Exactly. You started from the bottom. But you cultivated your talent and climbed to this height!

He waved his hand dismissively.

-Your talent, refined through growth and breakthrough, is unparalleled in the Human Realm—no, even in the Demon Realm!

Wrath shook his head vigorously, insisting that Sia was not even in the same league.

-And you’re still growing through effort! You don’t need to envy your sister, or even that old geezer of yours!
‘When did he start acknowledging me like this?’

I let out a hollow laugh and looked at Wrath.

-Your talent wasn’t born—it was forged.

Wrath’s eyes gleamed with solemn intensity.

-Rising from the depths to the heavens, it’s only natural that I acknowledge you.
‘Hmm….’

I couldn’t meet Wrath’s gaze and turned my eyes away slightly.

‘He’s usually an idiot, but he gets serious at times like this.’

Since Wrath never spoke empty words, receiving his praise felt better than any reward.

‘Alright. Today I’ll treat you to pearl ice cream.’

I chuckled and tapped Wrath on the shoulder.

-Really, is that true!
‘Think about what flavor you want.’
-Then of course I’d pick mint chocolate and….

Wrath was muttering the pearl ice cream flavors he wanted to eat.

“Master of Gwangpung Hall!”

Chad, the leader of the Bi-Yeon Society, came to the Annex Building while waving his hand.

“Leader of the Bi-Yeon Society?”

I stood up from my chair and went to greet Chad.

“What brings you to the Annex Building?”
“I came to inform you of something important.”

Chad wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead and nodded.

“Something important, you say….”
“The first successor candidate examination will end at midnight today.”

He nodded, saying that it was time for the appointment he had made with Glen beforehand.

“Already?”
“The gap between those in the top ranks and the rest has widened considerably, so extending the time would be meaningless, he says.”

Chad nodded, saying it was Glen’s decision.

“I believe the second test will be announced tomorrow.”
“Then who are the five people who passed the first test?”

He already knew about himself, Karun, and Valdemar, but he was curious about the remaining two.

“It will be announced tomorrow, but I suppose I can tell you in advance. Karun, Raon, Valdemar, and Aris….”

Chad swallowed hard as he spoke the four names.

“Your aunt participated as well?”
“Yes. She had accumulated many gold badges in the past, and since she became a candidate, she’s been eagerly collecting more badges recently, wanting to help Raon.”

He nodded, noting that Aris had somehow ended up as a candidate.

“And the fifth one is….”

Chad nodded and spoke the final name.

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