The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1100

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Chapter 1100

“I vote for Sepia!”

Crain raised his hand vigorously.

“It’s the Master’s hometown, and we even rescued Sepia from the Dragon and Eden, so the Guardian will definitely support it!”

He waved his hand, insisting that Sepia should be their first destination.

“The Black Market maintains neutrality with everyone, but it will be different for you.”

Martha smiled knowingly.

“Deningrose—if you simply speak to that woman, she might offer her support immediately.”

She shrugged, encouraging him to try.

“There is also the Yonan Family.”

Burren nodded quietly.

“Since Ensia Yonan is still at Zigheart, you should be able to secure their support with the right words.”

He glanced toward the Annex Building, suggesting he visit Ensia first.

“Don’t forget the Dwarves that the War King saved.”

Trevin spoke of the Dwarves and tapped the ground lightly.

“I heard the Dwarves dug tunnels and built a new village in Mitran where the blacksmiths gather. You could go there and secure their declaration of support.”

He smiled with confidence, certain that both Mirtan Village and the Dwarves would support Raon.

“Well, our family also has some influence….”

Dorian rubbed his belly pouch nervously, his eyes darting about.

“The Sepia Trading Company is quite a prominent establishment in merchant circles.”

He smacked his lips as he spoke of how the Sepia Trading Company, of which he was the successor, would also follow Raon.

“We will always stand by our lord.”
“We may not have subordinates, but we’re each worth a hundred men!”

The War King and Sword Emperor nodded, urging him to trust them.

“If all else fails, we’ll simply crush the forces supporting the other side!”

The Sword Emperor laughed wickedly, uttering words that a reclusive transcendent should never speak.

“Even as a joke, you shouldn’t say such things…”

The War King exhaled a long sigh, looking embarrassed.

“What about consolidating power within Zigheart first?”

Mark Goeten placed his hand on his sword hilt and opened his mouth.

“Chad takes exceptional care of the young lord, and as Martha mentioned, there is also the Hyeonmu Hall.”

He bowed his head, suggesting they organize Zigheart’s internal affairs before venturing elsewhere.

“Did you know that Chad was taking care of me?”

Raon’s eyes widened as he looked at Mark Goeten.

‘How did he know that?’

Mark Goeten was someone with less perceptiveness than himself, yet he knew this fact—it was surprising.

“Pardon? That’s not just me; everyone knows about it…”

Mark Goeten blinked, saying that Chad was far too obvious about it.

“Who wouldn’t know about that?”

Martha let out a snort, saying he’d have to be an idiot not to know.

“It’s not just Gale Wind Hall. Other factions must know as well.”

Burren scratched his forehead, saying it was easy enough to figure out.

“Yeah. I saw it all….”

Lunan blinked, saying even he knew everything.

“Huh….”

My jaw trembled as I looked at Lunan.

‘Am I less perceptive than that sleepyhead?’
-You’re only realizing that now? You’d be better off without eyes at all!

Wrath ground his teeth, saying there had been many times he felt like dying from frustration.

-Just pluck them out like a sword-crazed lunatic!

He snorted, saying there was no reason for that bastard to have eyes, just like Darkan.

‘No, that can’t be right.’

The moment I realized I’d been outperformed in perception by Lunan, my head began to ache as if I’d caught the flu, and my body trembled with chills.

‘Damn it!’

I stared at Lunan, overwhelmed by a crushing sense of defeat.

“The Elder Council is having a hard time…?”

Lunan approached Dogyae’s side, who stood with his arms crossed, paying no mind to my glare.

“The Elder Council is openly neutral. If those old men support even one successor, there’s nothing more unsightly than that!”

Dogyae shook his head, saying the Elder Council wouldn’t move unless absolutely necessary.

“You lack the ability….”

Lunan nodded calmly as if he understood.

“N-No, it’s not that I lack ability. The Elder Council is usually
neutral! Besides, I have nothing to do with them!”

Dogyae shouted for him to come to his senses.

“Yawn….”

Lunan paid no attention to Dogyae’s outburst, simply yawning and rubbing his eyes.

‘Is that the power of Sloth?’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Lunan’s head bob drowsily.

‘Her growth rate has accelerated dramatically.’

Perhaps because Lunan and Sloth’s authority shared a similar essence, her growth rate had become incomparably faster than before.

As her previously immature body and spirit matured, her latent potential was bursting forth, allowing her to wield power that surpassed that of others.

“Wouldn’t Baekgyeong and the Divine Continent Five Regions like Mugeomgak also help?”
“There’s also the Vassal House Arian!”
“And we’ve saved so many villages and kingdoms besides. There’s even the city where the Black Tower was hidden.”
“The people from Robert Territory that Derus fled from would probably support us too?”

The swordsmen laughed as they listed off the factions they knew one by one.

“We could actually establish a kingdom with the forces that follow the War King, couldn’t we?”

Burren calculated one by one,
letting out a hollow laugh at the realization of just how substantial their support was.

“So which place are you going to visit first among all these options?”

Martha gestured with her chin for me to make a decision.

“I’ll decide that myself, so you all focus on today’s training.”

As I nodded, the Sword Emperor and War King behind me descended from the platform and stood before the Gale Wind Hall swordsmen.

“Today is Sia’s rest day, so let’s have some fun all day long!”

The Sword Emperor laughed coldly, saying he’d give them a proper workout.

“Follow me.”

The War King simply nodded and led the swordsmen away without further words.

“….”

I sat down in front of the now-quiet platform and smacked my lips.

‘Come to think of it, I should have checked that too.’
-That? Looks like the oblivious fool forgot something!

Wrath continued his mockery without pause, grinning wickedly.

-Because of your stupidity, even the True Demon King’s mind seems to be deteriorating….

[You have achieved a Legendary Achievement.]
[You have received recognition from the reclusive transcendents as their sovereign.]
[You have received recognition from Sloth and connected a new medium.]
[All stats increase by 100 points.]

Just as he was about to burst into ridicule,
a reward message I hadn’t seen before appeared.

-Ugh!

Wrath’s lips curled up before he froze like a statue.

-Th-this is….
‘Right, I hadn’t checked the reward messages yet.’

I tapped Wrath’s head playfully and laughed brightly.

-A hundred? One hundred points at once?

Wrath’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

-This bastard didn’t even do anything! He just got incredibly lucky, that’s all!

He threw a fit, refusing to accept it. Of course, the System’s decision was final.

‘Let me see what’s next.’

I ignored Wrath’s thrashing and summoned the message below.

[The grade of trait 【Seolhwa’s Silver Veil】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Formation Interpretation】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Wrath Unleashed】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Blood Path】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Authority Amplification】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Crisis Detection】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Authority Operation】 has risen.]
[The grade of trait 【Spirit Transformation】 has risen.]

Eight traits had risen at once. The numbers were astronomical, not just in terms of stats.

-No, seriously, what did he do to deserve eight upgrades?! He just ran his mouth the whole time!

Wrath screamed at the System,
begging it to come to its senses.

But the trait notifications weren’t finished yet.

[The value of trait 【Wrath】 has increased significantly.]
[The value of trait 【Sloth】 has increased significantly.]

This time, the message indicated that the values of 【Wrath】 and 【Sloth】 had risen substantially.

-Huh…?

Wrath’s trembling eyes stretched into thin, cat-like slits.

-Wait, why did the True Demon King’s wrath surge so dramatically! I understand Sloth rising from meeting Sloth, but why is wrath climbing too!

He gawked, his jaw dropping in disbelief.

‘I see.’

Raon blinked blankly.

‘Why did wrath increase?’

As Wrath had said, it made sense that Sloth would rise from encountering Sloth, but it was curious that wrath had climbed alongside it.

‘Well, it’s a good thing anyway. Let’s move on.’

Raon smirked and dismissed the reward message.

-Can’t move on….

Wrath shook his head, his jaw trembling.

-Absolutely not this time!

He finally lost his patience and unleashed his wrath.

-You stupid system! Show yourself right now! I’m far more handsome and beautiful than this fool!
‘That doesn’t make sense. The system wouldn’t give rewards based on appearance….’

Raon was shaking his head in exasperation when it happened.

[Strength increases by 1 point.]

The system confirmed his words were correct by raising his strength by one.

-See! That bastard’s doing this because of your face!

Wrath finally found the answer and gnashed his teeth.

“Sigh….”

Raon stared blankly into the void, his eyes blinking slowly.

‘Was he really just looking at my face?’

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A deep, resonant hum filled the air.

At Glen Zigheart’s weighty gesture, a shimmering golden dimension tore open in the center of the Audience Chamber.

“You may retrieve eight treasures from within Zigheart’s Treasury.”

He nodded, explaining that since I had been granted eight opportunities, I could claim eight treasures.

“Do not be greedy. Take only what you truly need.”
“I shall remember your words.”

I bowed deeply to Glen Zigheart and stepped into the golden dimension.

A cool, crisp sensation enveloped me as my body seemed to float weightlessly.

My skin prickled with an icy chill as I drifted through the passage.

As my eyes slowly opened, the vast expanse of the Treasury stretched before me like a living map of the Continent itself.

Supreme-grade elixirs, legendary blades that had not dimmed despite centuries passing, dazzling artifacts, and ancient martial texts greeted me with their distinct fragrances, as if welcoming my arrival.

-Why bother selecting them yourself? Just ask the System to do it for you.

Wrath wrinkled his nose, insisting I ask the System without hesitation. He seemed thoroughly sullen.

‘Is he still upset? What kind of Demon Lord holds a grudge this long?’
-Silence, you fool! You wouldn’t understand this filth unless you experienced it yourself!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, claiming I would only comprehend this degradation if I endured it personally.

‘I’m afraid that won’t be happening.’

Raon pushed the sulking Wrath aside with his foot and entered the chamber where the elixirs were stored.

‘Surprisingly abundant? Or has it been restocked?’

After the war with the White Blood Sect, he’d assumed the finest treasures had been depleted since so many warriors now had access to Zigheart’s Treasury. Yet the elixirs filled the shelves—Glen must have replenished the stores.

‘That’s Grandfather for you.’

Raon pictured Glen’s face as he selected four supreme-grade elixirs—ones that would aid not merely in aura cultivation but in recovery as well.

‘Next…’

The gauntlets and boots he’d worn during the previous war had been torn to shreds, so he examined the equipment section.

‘These will do.’

He selected a pair of gauntlets and boots—unremarkable in special abilities, but durable and resilient enough to withstand even a strong warrior’s assault.

-Now we’re off to the martial arts library.

Wrath snorted, saying it was obvious.

‘You know me well.’

Raon smiled faintly and made his way toward the circular bookshelf laden with countless tomes.

‘I wonder if there’s a martial arts manual I need here.’

Just as when he’d obtained Manhwagong, he placed his hand at the center of the bookshelf. This time, however, nothing happened.

‘Does this mean my martial arts are currently lacking in nothing?’

Or perhaps it meant he should find one himself.

The latter seemed more likely. He’d grown older and stronger—it felt like the message was to take responsibility now.

‘Fine.’

Raon smiled faintly as he surveyed the bookshelves.

‘Not bad, but nothing’s calling to me.’

He examined the highest-grade martial arts texts, yet none of them truly captivated him.

In truth, he had already mastered so many martial techniques that he had no need for additional sword manuals. Mediocre martial arts would only be a hindrance at this point.

‘I’ll just take two artifacts… wait?’

As he turned to leave, a book titled “The Art of Mind” caught his eye.

‘What’s this?’

Sensing an unusual resonance, he opened the book labeled “The Art of Mind.”

‘It’s similar to the heart sword manual Grandfather gave me…’

The handwriting and writing style resembled the text Glen had once given him, saying it would aid his heart sword cultivation.

Yet the contents were written in direct opposition to that previous work.

‘This could be interesting.’

I’ll take this one.

Though it meant passing up another opportunity, he trusted the resonance stirring in his chest and secured the martial arts manual.

‘Now, which artifact should I choose last?’

He gazed at the glass display cases where artifacts stood in neat rows like jewels in a shop window, his lips curving thoughtfully.

‘There must still be something worthwhile left…’

Each artifact possessed different capabilities—what was worthless to one person could prove devastatingly powerful to another.

With careful selection, he could discover something that would prove invaluable in battles to come.

‘This one’s unnecessary, that one’s mediocre, and this one… ah! If I had that…’

Raon smacked his lips and ignited his eyes with a fierce, scorching intensity.

‘That’s where I should start, isn’t it?’

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“Four supreme-grade elixirs, Billaten’s gloves and boots set. And Mind Writing along with an artifact.”

Glen Zigheart examined the items from the Treasury that Raon had brought out, then nodded.

“I’ve confirmed all eight.”

He returned the treasures that had been submitted, telling him to take them back.

“It’s unexpected that you brought out all eight at once, but it’s also surprising that you even have such items.”

Glen Zigheart lowered his brows as he looked at Raon’s hands, as if questioning his intentions.

“I gathered all eight to properly prepare for the second successor candidate test.”

Raon laughed, saying he had collected all eight for the test.

“I know. So you’ve come to receive your reward.”

Glen Zigheart nodded, acknowledging that he already understood.

“So where will you go?”
“To be honest, I hadn’t decided where to start before entering the Treasury today.”

He lifted the leaf-shaped ocarina.

“But this artifact has determined my path. I will….”

Raon smiled faintly and tapped the ocarina and the Neck Wheel Sword lightly.

“I intend to visit Sepia first.”

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