The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1107

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Chapter 1107

“P-Play music?”

Siyan’s eyes widened in confusion at my words.

“Y-You want me to play music with you?”

She hunched her shoulders as if reverting to her unemployed days in a corner room.

“This artifact is called the Voice of the World Tree.”

I pointed to the ocarina Siyan was holding.

“It’s a fine artifact that strengthens spiritual power just by holding it, but when you play it, you can summon the power of the World Tree itself.”

I explained the true capabilities of the Voice of the World Tree to Siyan.

“S-Such a thing existed?”

Sterin’s eyes widened as he heard this for the first time.

“It doesn’t merely strengthen spiritual power? Who in the world could have created such an artifact….”

His wrinkled mouth hung open in disbelief.

“Based on the artifact’s craftsmanship and the magic inscribed within it, it appears to be a collaborative work of Elves, Dwarves, and humans. That’s quite rare.”

I shook my head, saying I didn’t know who created it either.

“Y-You mentioned that at the beginning too. That playing the ocarina would unlock the artifact’s true power. But I’ve never played an ocarina before….”

Siyan trembled at her fingertips, saying she had never blown an ocarina
before.

“Playing the ocarina isn’t difficult compared to other instruments. You should be able to learn it quickly. Besides….”

I placed my hand on the Cyclone Blade as I gazed upon the World Tree.

“The melody itself will follow the World Tree’s breath, so it should be familiar music to you, Siyan.”

I nodded, assuring her that I could certainly accomplish this.

“R-Raon, wouldn’t it be better if you performed instead? If I make a mistake….”

Siyan lifted her gaze toward the crimson mist. Her concern wasn’t about her own mistakes—she worried that any error on her part might damage Rimer’s soul.

“As I mentioned at the beginning, we do this together. I must perform as well.”

I shook my head, explaining that this wasn’t something I could accomplish alone.

“T-Together? What instrument do you play?”

Siyan examined me from various angles, searching for an instrument.

“This is my instrument.”

I raised the Cyclone Blade and pointed it toward the sky. The leaf-shaped guard resembled an ocarina and was identical to the World Tree’s foliage.

“W-With a sword?”
“You seem to have forgotten. I have quite a reputation in this field as well.”
-It’s not a reputation, it’s infamy, isn’t it?

Wrath nodded in agreement.

-Everyone who heard that sound coughed up blood and died!

He wrinkled his nose, referring to it as the terrifying song of the blade.

“Listen.”

I wrapped the blade of the Cyclone Blade with Garunua’s wind.

Whoooooong!

A pale green pressure wave vibrated through the blade, releasing an intense resonant tone.

The blade’s song, which had sounded like the cry of a starving beast, was gently refined by my touch, weaving a flowing rhythm as harmonious as a piano and violin duet.

The Sword Song—a melody sung through steel—traveled along the Neck Wheel Sword’s blade and spread across the entire Grand Forest.

Whoooooooosh!

The World Tree, pleased with my performance, spread its branches even wider and scattered emerald mana across the landscape.

“The Sword Song! So you were singing with your blade!”

Siyan gasped in realization, her voice ringing with admiration.

“I never knew a song sung through steel could be so beautiful.”

She clasped her hands together toward me, visibly moved.

“I always thought it was just for killing enemies, but to perform something like this…”

Sterin’s eyes widened in surprise.

“It was a song that stirred the heart.”

He nodded appreciatively, clearly enchanted by the blade’s melody.

“Isn’t that a technique you haven’t used in a while?”

Martha narrowed her eyes as she looked at me.

“Why are you still so good at it!”

She exhaled in bewilderment.

“It’s been a while since I’ve demonstrated it to others, but…”

I waved my hand calmly.

“I’ve continued practicing it on my own.”

During my training, I practiced every technique from basic swordplay to the highest forms repeatedly, so there was no such thing as a technique I hadn’t used in a long time.

“Raon! Play something for me too!”

Evelyn spread both hands wide, asking me to perform a piece just for her.

“….”

I ignored Evelyn’s request and turned my gaze back to the World Tree.

“If we perform in harmony with the World Tree’s breathing, we can generate purifying power strong enough to
erase the mist and wind that blanket Sepia.”

I explained that only through performance could we save Rimer and Sepia, then shifted my eyes toward Siyan.

“Then… are you going to compose a song, Raon?”

Siyan swallowed dryly, as if she hadn’t considered this possibility at all.

“That’s what needs to happen.”

I nodded calmly.

“You can compose too?”

Sterin’s eyes widened in surprise.

“I don’t need to compose. Right now, with my eyes…”

I gazed at the World Tree with eyes blazing with azure light.

“I can read the World Tree’s entire breathing pattern.”

Through the Ring of Fire and the Cerulean Insight, the World Tree’s breathing and mana flow were visible to my eyes.

If I simply taught them the mana breathing technique that followed that flow, the music would naturally take shape.

“How long will it take to create the song?”

Siyan nodded, saying she would practice the basics of the ocarina in the meantime.

“It’s already done.”

I nodded, explaining that I had perfected a breathing technique for mana that could match the World Tree’s rhythm.

“Ah….”

Siyan froze, apparently not having expected it to be completed so quickly.

“Insane….”

Sterin also stood speechless, his mouth hanging open in shock.

The High Elves are amazed by another’s talent…

Wrath twisted his mouth as if finding it absurd.

-That damned System has created a monster!

He gnashed his teeth, vowing to steal everything from me later.

‘Do as you please.’

I pushed Wrath aside and approached Siyan.

“Let’s try together. To fulfill the foolish elf’s wish.”

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“Ughhhh….”

Siyan’s hand holding the ocarina dropped to the ground.

“I’m sorry. It’s not working well.”

She lowered her head, saying it wasn’t easy since this was her first time playing the ocarina.

“It’s fine.”

I lowered the Moonlight Sword and shook my head calmly.

“We have plenty of time.”

I chuckled, remarking that it was Rimer, not us, who was bound to Wrath.

“P-please don’t say things like that! It only makes me more anxious!”

Siyan shook her head frantically, pleading with me to stop.

“I was joking. Just joking.”

I waved my hand gently.

“As I said from the beginning, you don’t need to play it perfectly. We just need to follow the World Tree’s rhythm.”

I laughed, telling her to think of it as something as simple as eating a meal.

“That’s only possible for you, Raon. It’s difficult for me.”

Siyan wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead and bit her lip.

‘It’s not easy.’

The ocarina was a more difficult instrument to play than she had anticipated.
It wasn’t just about playing—she had to manipulate mana, control her breathing, and move her fingers endlessly, so her mind and hands kept working at cross purposes.

‘And Raon is so skilled it’s embarrassing.’

The melody flowing from my sword dance was so beautiful it could stand as a complete work on its own.

Compared to her own awkward breathing sounds, the gap was incomparable, leaving her feeling utterly intimidated.

‘And besides…’

Siyan swallowed dryly and glanced back over her shoulder.

Shhhhhhhhh!

From behind the tree, Evelyn watched both him and me with a chilling gaze.
Her long violet hair fluttered in the wind, creating an eerie, ghostly appearance.

‘W-why does she have to be so terrifying!’

I had abandoned my fan enthusiasm for Raon and was simply practicing my performance, yet this woman neither ate nor slept—she merely kept watch over this place. I wanted to pull the blanket over my head in fear.

“D-don’t mind her.”

Raon shook his head, apparently sensing Evelyn’s presence through my gaze.

“S-she’s always like that.”

Yet even he stammered for the first time, clearly unnerved by Evelyn.

“Shall we try again?”

Raon raised his sword first.

“…Yes.”

Siyan nodded and brought the ocarina to her lips.

Uuuuuuung!

The Wheel Sword vibrated delicately, releasing a subtle resonance, while the ocarina produced a mellow yet heartfelt melody.

Zzzzzing!

The sword and ocarina resonated together, and music that mirrored the World Tree’s very breath spread outward.
A crystalline green radiance rose around the World Tree as natural mana surged violently.

Thump!

Just as the immense mana infused with purifying energy began to surge skyward, the ocarina’s note wavered.

Screeeech!

At that moment, the radiant light emanating from the World Tree dimmed, and the ethereal melody—as if played upon a celestial instrument—faded into silence.

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

Siyan lowered her ocarina and bowed her head to me.

“I was concentrating, but I made a mistake….”
“Let’s call it a day. Your breathing is becoming unsteady—you need rest.”

I told her we were done and sheathed the Neck Ring Sword.

“Yes, I understand.”

Siyan nodded and exhaled deeply. Her expression hardened like the darkening sky over Sepia.

“I think I’ll rest for a bit.”

Siyan bowed first, then entered her residence.

-Are you not concerned? At this rate, she will not succeed.

Wrath furrowed his brow, saying that her practice and skill were far too insufficient.

‘I think otherwise.’

I smiled faintly and hid myself behind her residence.

About ten minutes passed. Siyan emerged from her home dressed in comfortable clothes and ventured back into the Forest.

“It’s not enough.”

Siyan returned to the place where she had been practicing with me, placed the ocarina to her lips, and began to play.

Her gaze was more intense than ever, and her slender fingers moved with the delicate caution of treading on thin ice.

“….”

Without rest, I gently channeled the natural mana in rhythm with her playing, supporting her solitary practice.

‘How is it?’

I shrugged toward Wrath, whose eyes had widened in surprise.

‘Still not enough?’
-No, it’s not bad.

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A week had passed.

Crimson mist and wind swirled violently above the World Tree, which spread verdant life across the entire world.

Kuguguguugu!

During the week that I and Siyan practiced music, the malice Rimer had brought grew increasingly massive, feeding on the negative energy pouring into the World Tree.

Now, even Rimer’s soul could no longer contain it—the mist and wind began to escape the sky and descend upon the Sepia Battlefield.

“Ugh….”

Dorian bit his lip as he watched the crimson sky descending right before his eyes.

“H-the sky is going to collapse! Can’t we do this outside?”

He grabbed my sleeve, urging me to leave this place.

“Stop spouting nonsense!”

Martha struck the back of Dorian’s head with her palm.

“It’s absolutely not going to collapse. Just stay still!”

She told him to wait here and seized the nape of his neck.

“It won’t collapse, but even if it does, I’ll be the one to save Raon.”

Evelyn shook her head, telling me not to worry.

“…What about me, not Raon?”

Dorian blinked, wondering why only Raon’s name came up. Of course, Evelyn offered no response.

“It’s certainly grown more violent.”

I curled my lips as I watched the crimson tempest envelop Sepia in malice.

“If we don’t succeed today, everything falls apart, doesn’t it?”

I shrugged teasingly at Siyan, who stood to my right.

“Siyan. Are you truly certain you can do this?”

Sterin, whose wrinkles had deepened further in just a week,
raised his hand with concern.

“If it’s too difficult, perhaps it would be better to entrust it to Raon…”
“I’m fine.”

Siyan threw off the blanket that had covered her face and body.

“I can do it.”

She raised her fingers, torn and calloused from the sharp holes of the ocarina, and nodded with determination.

“I’ll be the one to save my brother!”

Siyan gazed at the crimson mist and wind with serene eyes, having overcome all fear and shame.

“Please begin.”

She turned to me standing beside her and nodded with her request.

“Very well.”

I drew the Neck Wheel Sword with a subtle smile playing across my lips.

Ching!

The pale jade wind of Garunua climbed along the silver blade, twisting the very air itself.

Raon Zigheart-style swordsmanship.
Fourth Form: Azure Rain.

My own technique—one that scraped the scabbard to kill enemies—became in this moment the most beautiful instrument in all the world, spreading crystalline melodies throughout the Grand Forest.

“Haa.”

Siyan drew a deep breath and brought the ocarina to her lips. With bandaged fingers, she began covering the small holes one by one.

Paaaaaaa.

From within the leaf-shaped ocarina erupted a magnificent resonance powerful enough to shake the entire forest. It was a flowing, beautiful sound that awakened new light in Sepia, where darkness had settled—a melody that moved mountains and rivers, grass and trees alike.

Uuuuuuung!

The sword’s melody and the ocarina’s tone, each bearing different colors, yearned for one another like distant lovers, intertwining into a single path that followed the World Tree’s breath.

Sound that should have remained invisible now shimmered with pristine emerald light, rising into the void as deep waves.

The World Tree’s breath is nature’s breath itself. The verdant radiance that purifies all malice in the heavens grasped the crimson-tinged mist and wind that blazed with light.

The mist and wind that even the highest-tier spirits and Grand Masters could not penetrate hardened like plaster, dissolving into brilliant particles of light.

Purification of malice. The World Tree’s essence—which erases all things and creates anew—followed our song, unleashing celestial power.

“Ah, the mist is disappearing!”
“I can’t believe music could actually do this. That damned bastard’s talented!”
“I told you. It wouldn’t crumble.”

Dorian, Martha, and Evelyn each nodded, their expressions reflecting awe and vindication.

“Siyan….”

Sterin pressed his lips together as he watched his granddaughter stepping into a new realm.

Uuuuuuuuung!

Raon and Siyan focused on their performance, gazing only into each other’s eyes, unaware that the malice Rimer had brought was being purified.

Paaaaaaaaang!

As their performance reached its crescendo, the World Tree’s breath grew increasingly profound, ultimately erasing all the malice that had engulfed the Grand Forest and creating a pure flow of mana.

“You did wonderfully! That should be enough now….”

It was the moment I lowered my Neck Wheel Sword while praising Siyan.

Uuuuuuuuung!

Within the red mana transformed into natural mana and the wind, I could see Rimer’s smiling face.

“Master?”

The moment I called out to Rimer with widened eyes, chunks of mana filling the sky fell like a meteor shower, engulfing me, Siyan, and Sterin.

Kuwaaaaaaaaa!

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