The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1105

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Chapter 1105

“I should have beaten that damned bastard to death while he was still alive!”

Sterin trembled with rage, his weathered fists clenching as he lamented not having thoroughly
pummeled Rimer when he had the chance.

“I can’t fathom how he continues to cause trouble for others even in death.”

His genuine fury was evident as his teeth ground together audibly.

“No. I’ll go deal with that wretch right now… Ugh!”

Sterin pushed himself off the bed to rush out, but his legs gave way beneath him. The surge of aura fueled by his rage had extinguished as quickly as it had risen.

“G-Grandfather!”

Siyan cried out in alarm and rushed over to support him.

“I’m… sorry….”

Sterin’s eyelids fluttered as he let out a long sigh.

“No, it’s okay.”

Siyan smiled faintly, saying she was rather pleased to see him looking so energetic for the first time in a while.

“But is it really true that oppa brought down that wind and fog from up there?”

She turned to look at Raon, saying she definitely wanted to know.

“…That’s right. Rimer’s soul remains in that mist and wind.”

Raon paused for a moment before nodding his head.

“What happened all this time?”

Siyan carefully laid Sterin on the bed, then raised her eyebrows.

“As I mentioned before, my master entrusted his soul to the Soul Reaper Sword. When we located the White Blood Cult and began our assault….”

Raon recounted everything that had transpired to Siyan and Sterin.

“Ah, so that’s why….”

Siyan nodded, understanding at last.

“No wonder my chest ached so strangely whenever I looked at that mist.”

She let out a soft moan, realizing the reason for her heart’s pain.

“I felt something similar.”

Sterin gazed out the darkened window and released a heavy sigh.

“I sensed a faint resonance, like someone tapping my withered soul with a fingertip—so that damned grandson was behind it.”

He swept back his snow-white hair with trembling hands.

“Stepping forward despite knowing he couldn’t handle it….”

Sterin closed his eyes and twisted his lips upward.

“Still so foolish and sentimental, that boy.”

Even as he called Rimer foolish, he didn’t erase the smile from his face. He seemed to appreciate Rimer’s unwavering nature.

“Brother has always been that way.”

Siyan smiled faintly, noting that Rimer, unlike other elves, had always possessed a compassionate heart.

“I also have something I wish to say.”

Martha stepped forward from behind Raon and stood before Siyan and Sterin.

“Thanks to Master Rimer, I was able to achieve my life’s purpose.”

She bowed her head with solemn eyes, as if repaying the warmth she had received from Rimer to the two elves.

“A life’s goal?”

Sterin narrowed his eyes.

“Might I hear what that goal is?”

He raised his eyebrows as if curious because Rimer was involved.

“Of course.”

Martha nodded with unusual formality and composure.

“In my childhood, our village was attacked by the White Blood Cult. The 10th Apostle came personally, so we had no chance to resist.”

She spoke all the facts without hesitation, despite the painful memories.

“My master never forgot my goal, even in death. He eventually entered the Mental World and helped me achieve my revenge.”

Martha bowed, saying that thanks to Rimer, she was able to save her mother and accept her father’s sacrifice.

“I am truly grateful.”

She conveyed the gratitude she had accumulated to Siyan and Sterin in place of the absent Rimer.

“You don’t need to thank me.”

Sterin waved his hand dismissively.

“Once you catch that fool’s soul and drag it down here, then you can thank me.”

Unlike when he spoke of beating Rimer, his expression brightened with a subtle smile. Hearing of his grandson’s exploits seemed to fill him with renewed vitality.

“No, no need to thank me either!”

Siyan quickly shook her head. She too seemed pleased to hear Rimer’s praise, breaking into a bright smile on her face.

“Still, I wanted to tell you both what kind of people your family members are.”

Martha thanked me once more and bowed her head. It was rare to see her display such deference, so I couldn’t help but let out a faint smile.

“So we shouldn’t erase that damned bastard?”

Sterin pointed upward with his finger, indicating the cabin’s ceiling.

“That’s not quite right.”

I shook my head firmly.

“My Master came here to purify the malice he inherited from the Soul Reaper Sword’s vengeful spirits using the World Tree’s power. In other words, it would be best to erase the blood-soaked mist and wind, and set his soul free.”

I explained to Sterin and Siyan what needed to be done for Rimer.

“Is there a way to erase only the mist and wind while leaving Rimer’s soul intact?”
“Is there a way to erase only the mist and wind?”

Sterin smacked his lips, acknowledging that this was the most important question.

“The World Tree does possess purification abilities, but removing something so deeply rooted and stubborn in one go is impossible.”

He frowned, explaining that the World Tree was purifying malice not just in this forest, but across the entire Continent, so it couldn’t concentrate its power in one place.

“If we stay near the World Tree, that evil will eventually disappear.”

Siyan nodded in agreement with Sterin’s assessment.

“However, it will take an extraordinarily long time. Ten years. Or perhaps even longer.”

She sighed, uncertain of what else could be done.

“Both of you are correct. Even with the World Tree present, it would take a considerable time to erase that malice. And if we simply blast it away with force, my Master’s soul would be damaged as well, so that’s not an option either. However…”
“If I blow it away by force, it will hurt Master’s soul too, so I can’t do that either. However…”

Raon touched the leaf-shaped ocarina in the inner pocket of his formal attire and curled up the corners of his mouth.

“This time, there is a way. A way to solve all of those problems.”

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“Grandfather.”

Siyan approached Sterin’s side and gently squeezed his hand.

“How are you feeling?”
“Getting angry actually gave me strength.”

Sterin nodded, saying he felt better than usual.

“Or maybe hearing about that fool Rimer’s antics invigorated me.”

He laughed, saying his mood had improved regardless.

“I feel the same way. My brother is exactly the same even in death.”

Siyan raised her arm, energized just like Sterin.

“Yes. And he’s equally foolish at the end.”

Sterin smiled wryly, noting how typical it was of Rimer to do something good and then cause trouble anyway.

“Grandfather…”

Siyan’s rising smile gradually faded.

“Can I really do this?”

Unlike Sterin’s confidence, she felt anxious, uncertain whether she could truly erase all the malice that Rimer had brought with him.

“Of course you can!”

Sterin nodded without hesitation.

“With your abilities, you can push it back easily. And that boy Raon seems to have made his own preparations as well.”

He squeezed Siyan’s hand reassuringly, telling her there was nothing to worry about.

“I understand. I’ll try to believe in that too.”

Siyan closed her lips firmly, saying she would give it her best effort.

“That’s the spirit.”

Sterin smiled gently, pleased by Siyan’s resolve.

“Hmm, I feel oddly exhausted. I should get some rest now.”

He closed his eyes, mentioning that he had been awake for far too long.

“I’ll be going too. Please get some sleep.”

After tucking the blanket around Sterin, Siyan left his residence.

“Huh? Raon?”

As she turned to head home, she spotted Raon standing ahead and her eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh!”

Suddenly embarrassed, Siyan pulled a blanket from somewhere and draped it over her head.

“Didn’t you go back to the Dormitory?”
“I did, but I came back again.”

Raon explained that Erian had guided him, and he had returned here, offering a faint smile.

“Why, why did you?”
“I had something to give you, Siyan.”

He smiled and pulled out a leaf-shaped ocarina.

“This is… spirit power?”

Siyan’s eyes widened as she sensed the formidable spirit power emanating from the ocarina.

“With this artifact, couldn’t you purify that aura on your own, Raon?”

She trembled slightly, having instantly grasped the ocarina’s capabilities.

“That’s true. I could manage it myself.”
“Then why are you giving it to me…?”
“Because it would be far more efficient for Siyan, who commands spirit energy far better than I do, to use it.”

I shrugged, as if the answer were obvious.

“There’s one more reason, actually.”

I raised a finger and continued.

“I heard stories from the elves on my way here. It seems you haven’t yet received complete recognition as a guardian, Siyan.”

I spoke candidly about Sepia’s current situation.

“W-well, that’s true…”

Siyan bit her lip hard.

“I still can’t summon Elaim freely, and I’ve spent my entire life confined to a corner.”

She nodded, acknowledging that it was natural the elves wouldn’t recognize her.

“There’s no such thing as inevitable in this world.”

I shook my head and held out the ocarina to Siyan.

“My master—your brother Rimer—would certainly say the same thing.”

I mimicked Rimer’s manner of speaking as I placed the leaf-shaped ocarina into Siyan’s hands.

“You’re going to save Rimer and Sepia with your own strength.”

I nodded, encouraging her to try it herself.

“I-I’m honestly a little scared.”

Siyan opened up to Raon about her worries—concerns she hadn’t even dared voice to Sterin.

“You can do it. If a summoner of the Spirit Kings can’t manage that, it wouldn’t make sense.”

Raon nodded, reminding her that she had accomplished far greater feats.

“Thank you. But….”

Siyan exhaled a long sigh, her eyes narrowing with concern.

“Even with all your help, there’s so little I can offer you in return.”

She apologized while gently adjusting her ocarina.

“No, that’s not true.”

Raon shook his finger emphatically.

“What do you mean….”
“My purpose in coming to Sepia is different. Actually….”

He explained that he had come to gain Sepia’s support for the successor trial.

“In other words, if you solidify your control over Sepia, I can secure their backing as well.”

Raon clasped his hands together as if in prayer, saying they were in the same boat.

“And my master came here to request assistance too. He’ll definitely help.”

Raon chuckled, mentioning that Glen had trained Rimer’s resilience well.

“Ahahaha.”

Siyan let out a soft laugh from beneath the blankets.

“Then I’ll do whatever it takes. For you and my brother….”

Her voice carried renewed strength, as if she had overcome her days of idle confinement.

“An excellent choice.”

I nodded gently and bowed to Siyan.

“Guardian of Sepia.”

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The next day.

I entered the Grand Forest’s hidden space where the World Tree lay concealed, accompanied by Siyan and Sterin.

Goooooooh!

Even though the complete World Tree remained hidden, the mere scent of the ancient wood set my heart pounding violently.

‘Just looking at it overwhelms me.’

The World Tree still commanded a magnificent presence that seemed capable of covering the entire Continent with room to spare.
The verdant leaves swaying in the gentle breeze were as beautiful and grand as gazing upon an emerald sea.

“Woooooooow!”

Dorian let out an exclamation so loud it bordered on crude.

“It seems even bigger than when I saw it before! And we still can’t see all of it—it’s actually terrifying!”

His eyes widened as he suggested the World Tree was still growing even now.

“…There are no words to describe this.”

Martha exhaled softly, saying that one could only truly feel this grandeur by witnessing it firsthand.

“It’s beautiful!”

Evelyn smiled brightly as she admired the World Tree, her expression no less radiant than the magnificent sight before us.

Yet as the World Tree revealed itself completely, the crimson mist and winds swirling above it became visible as well.

Whoooooosh!

The malevolence coiled within Rimer’s soul descended slowly, releasing a terrifying aura as if it would devour the World Tree itself.

“Ugh…”

Siyan’s eyebrows trembled slightly, overwhelmed by the powerful winds and mist laden with such malice.

“Do not worry.”

Sterin raised his trembling hand and grasped the back of Siyan’s hand.

“You can do this. You are the Guardian I entrusted with my position.”

He nodded, affirming his faith in his granddaughter—no, in the Guardian.

“Yes. You will surely succeed.”

I stepped forward beside Siyan and nodded.

“As I mentioned yesterday, Master also wishes for this energy to be purified.”

Rimer must have come to Sepia seeking to use the World Tree’s power to erase the malevolence.
Judging by how he controlled the mist and winds, he was clearly surrendering himself to the process.

“And if things become difficult, I will assist you from beside you.”

I tapped the Heavenly Sword lightly, conveying my trust.

“Understood.”

Siyan, drawing courage from our words, cast off the blanket wrapped around her and stepped forward.

“Haaah…”

She drew a deep breath and pulled out a leaf-shaped ocarina from her bosom.

“Huh? Why is that…?”

Evelyn’s eyes sharpened as they fell upon me.

“…”

I pretended not to notice and kept my gaze fixed on Siyan.

“I’ll begin now.”

As Siyan grasped the ocarina and unleashed her spirit power, the highest-tier spirits materialized simultaneously around her.

Whoooooosh!

A hawk-shaped fire spirit of the highest tier, a unicorn-formed water spirit of the highest tier, an earth spirit of the highest tier wielding a hammer like a dwarf, and finally a butterfly-shaped wind spirit of the highest tier.

Roooooar!

With the emergence of these high-ranking spirits, each commanding their own domain, a tremendous tremor rippled through the entire Grand Forest.

Yet the spirits’ appearances differed subtly from before.

Azure flames blazed across the hawk’s wings, the unicorn’s horn swirled like crashing waves, and the dwarf’s hammer radiated a deep, brilliant luminescence like molten gold.
Finally, from the butterfly’s wings scattered fragments of wind as beautiful as precious gems.

“Whoa!”
“What, what is this?”
“The spirits have changed.”

Martha, Dorian, and Evelyn all widened their eyes at the sudden transformation of the spirits.

-What in the…?

Wrath’s eyes widened at this form he had never witnessed before.

-What, what exactly is happening?

He shook Raon’s shoulder, urging him to speak.

“This is….”

Sterin furrowed his brow, looking not at Siyan but at Raon.

“Please observe the shape of that ocarina carefully.”

Raon raised his finger, pointing to the ocarina Siyan held.

“Could it be… a leaf from the World Tree…?”

Sterin’s eyes widened as he noticed the ocarina’s form matched the leaves of the World Tree perfectly.

“Precisely. That artifact draws upon the World Tree’s power, enhancing purification and spirit force. In a place this close to the World Tree, it will demonstrate invincible strength.”

I nodded, explaining that the spirits had grown stronger thanks to the ocarina’s power.

“If the ocarina had been played and performed, the effect would have been even greater, but this should suffice for now.”

Rimer would offer his body willingly, so with the current spirits, we should be able to purify that mist and wind.

“Let’s go!”

At Siyan’s gesture, the highest-tier spirits rose simultaneously.

Whoooooosh!

The highest-tier spirits pushed their elemental forces to their absolute limits, unleashing them toward the mist and wind raging down from the sky.

Boom!

Flames, water, earth, and wind energies harmonized beautifully with the World Tree’s resonance, surging forth majestically as if to tear the crimson mist asunder.

‘That’s enough.’

I clenched my fist with fierce determination.

-That should be sufficient.

Wrath nodded, agreeing that Rimer could purify the mist and wind that had been drawn in at that level.

But something unexpected unfolded.

Whoooooosh!

The crimson mist and wind that Rimer had drawn in suddenly shifted direction, deflecting all the spiritual power unleashed by the four Spirit Kings.

“What…?”

Raon’s mouth fell open as he caught sight of Rimer’s soul gleaming through the swirling mist.

‘What is that damned elf doing now!’

Please go gently!

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