The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1113

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Chapter 1113

After reviewing the significant progress the Arian Family had made alongside Wendy, I made my way to the Black Market’s branch in the territory.

“Greetings, Gwangpung Jeonju.”

The middle-aged man overseeing the Black Market branch in Arian Territory bowed his head. With his bald scalp and absent eyebrows, his features were so harsh that it was difficult to make direct eye contact.

“I am Mutiron, the Branch Chief responsible for the Arian Family and the surrounding regions!”

He spoke his formidable name with raised voice, matching his imposing appearance.

“Please, have a seat.”

Mutiron gestured toward the chair across from him, inviting me to sit.

-That guy… that guy right there.

Wrath swallowed hard as he observed Mutiron.

-Why does his voice sound like that?
‘I have no idea either.’

I settled into the chair opposite Mutiron and found myself at a loss for words.

‘His voice is so different from his appearance that I can’t quite adjust to it.’

While Mutiron’s appearance and name embodied rugged masculinity, his voice was thin and delicate enough to perform soprano. If one closed their eyes and listened, they would mistake him for a petite woman.
The disconnect was so jarring it was almost disorienting.

“Would green tea suit you?”
“Ah, yes.”
“The tea leaves here are truly exceptional.”

Mutiron poured the tea with his thick, plate-like fingers and set it before me. The stark contrast between his beautiful voice and his rugged appearance was so disorienting that I nearly forgot why I had come here.

“It’s quite refined.”

Raon set down his teacup and rested his chin in his palm.

“You’ve come because of the white-haired, crimson-eyed child, haven’t you?”

Mutiron placed both hands on the table, mentioning that he’d received word from the Black Market’s headquarters.

“That’s correct.”

I nodded, setting down my teacup. Thanks to him bringing up the matter first, I remembered why I’d come to the Black Market branch.

“I anticipated your arrival and prepared everything in advance.”

Mutiron placed a black ledger on the table. He nodded, gesturing for me to open it.

“Hmm….”

I looked at Mutiron before opening the ledger.

“The white-haired, crimson-eyed child was first discovered in Pulito, a city adjacent to the Arian Family Territory.”

Mutiron pointed to a map hanging on the wall as he explained the ledger’s contents.

“The child consumed all of Pulito’s Pearl Ice Cream and then moved to neighboring cities, continuing to purchase ice cream. In fact, since the child bought ice cream in massive quantities each time, gathering information was quite easy.”

His clear voice and pronunciation made the information stick in my mind effortlessly.

“However, in other cities, the child purchased ice cream but didn’t finish it all—leaving some behind. The amount left behind kept increasing until, eventually, at the Arian Family’s Pearl Ice Cream Shop, the child only wrapped some up before disappearing.”

Mutiron slightly furrowed his brow, noting that Gluttony had purchased Pearl Ice Cream but hadn’t eaten it all.

“I’ve been a Black Market agent for quite a long time, but this is the first child I’ve encountered who’s this unusual. I can’t fathom where those ancient-patterned high-grade gold coins came from, nor how a single child could consume that much Pearl Ice Cream alone.”

He tilted his head, bewildered about where such a child could have appeared from.

“I see….”

I nodded at Mutiron’s words, but my mind was occupied with different thoughts.

‘Really?’

Gluttony left behind ice cream? And she bought it all out?

When I first heard this story from Arian, I thought the information had been spread incorrectly.
There was no way the Lord of Gluttony would abandon her beloved Pearl Ice Cream.

But when the Black Market agent who had been continuously tracking Gluttony said it himself, I had no choice but to believe it.

‘What on earth happened?’

I furrowed my brow as I looked at Wrath.

-That damned bastard….

Wrath trembled his fists as if he knew something.

-Why did she leave the Pearl Ice Cream behind! If she was going to throw it away, she should have thrown it into the True Demon King’s mouth!

He shrieked about how wasteful it was that Gluttony had left behind the Pearl Ice Cream.

‘That was it?’

I sighed as I looked at Wrath.

‘And you don’t know why Gluttony left it behind?’
-How would the True Demon King know that!

Wrath thrust his chest forward as if it were only natural that he didn’t know.

-Ah, maybe I’ll remember if I eat the Pearl Ice Cream? Should we go get some Pearl Ice Cream together after all this time?

He smacked his lips, suggesting we eat the ice cream Gluttony had left behind together.

‘Enough.’

I pushed away Wrath, who was clinging to me, and turned my gaze back to Mutiron.

“Where is she located right now?”

I asked for her location so I could go find Gluttony directly.

“She’s at the edge of the Forest. Ah, it would be better to call it the Swamp of Death when speaking to you, Raon. After all, it’s where you personally cut down the Phantom Soul Ghost.”

Mutiron nodded as he provided Gluttony’s precise location.

“What is she doing there?”
“We’re not entirely certain. According to reports, she’s been gathering fruits, medicinal herbs, and vegetation as she moves about, and she’s also been collecting meat from monsters and wild animals, but we don’t know the exact reason.”

He shook his head, indicating that even with the information, he couldn’t discern her purpose.
I stirred it.

“I understand. Thank you.”

I bowed to Mutiron and rose from my chair.

“If you’re going to find her, I’ll assign personnel to accompany you.”

Mutiron reached back to summon someone.

“No, it will be faster if I go alone.”

I waved my hand lightly.

“Once I know the direction, finding her will be easy.”

If Gluttony was nearby, I could call to her or locate her using the power of Gluttony dormant within my soul. Moving alone would be faster and more convenient.

“Very well.”

Mutiron, as if he’d already heard about this beforehand, didn’t press the matter of having personnel accompany me.

“As for the information fee…”

I was offering Mutiron a pouch of gold coins as payment for the information.

“Please deliver the information fee to the Branch Chief when you return to Zigheart. The information originated there, after all.”

Mutiron mentioned Dening Rose’s name, saying he couldn’t receive it here.

“I understand.”

Raon placed the pouch of gold coins back into his pocket and left the Black Market branch.

“Dening Rose. Now I understand why that child is so deeply rooted in Zigheart.”

Mutiron let out an admiring laugh as he looked at Raon.

“Since you’ve given me another chance to see her, buy me a drink sometime.”

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After finishing his conversation with Mutiron, Raon returned to the Dormitory where Wendy had guided him.

“Did the conversation go well?”

Evelyn waved her hand in greeting.

“Your visit to the Arian Family wasn’t just about gaining the successor’s support, was it? You need to find that white-haired child?”

Martha narrowed her eyes, as if she had just heard this information.

“That’s right.”

I nodded calmly.

“Finding that child is just as important as gaining the successor’s support.”

In truth, obtaining Gluttony’s agreement to participate in the war was far more crucial than securing the Arian Family’s endorsement of my succession.
I could live without becoming the successor, but if Gluttony withdrew from the war, the entire battle situation could collapse in an instant.

“W-wait….”

Dorian’s eyes trembled as he looked at me.

“That’s right, isn’t it? That child is also…!”

He had met Sloth at Habun Castle, so he seemed to have quickly grasped Gluttony’s true identity, drawing in a sharp breath.

“You’re quite perceptive.”

I nodded with a subtle smile playing at my lips.

“What is it? What are you two talking about!”

Martha furrowed her brow, her curiosity evident.

“Hmm.”

Evelyn smiled knowingly, blowing gently on her nails as if she already understood everything.

“I’m asking what it is!”

Martha, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, grabbed Dorian by the collar.

“Demon Lord.”

I uttered the title as casually as one might call a neighborhood dog.

-Huh?

Wrath turned to look at me, his eyes widening in surprise.

-Are you planning to tell everyone now?
‘No, that’s still too difficult. I only intend to tell those who trust me.’

The preconceptions about Demon Lords were far too deeply ingrained across the Continent for me to reveal everything now.
For now, I planned to explain the relationship between Demon Lords and the Celestial Race only to those closest to me.

“Ah, a Demon Lord. A… Demon Lord?”

Martha gasped, her mouth falling open in shock.

“Yes, a Demon Lord.”

Evelyn drew a faint smile, as if she had known all along.

“Really? A real Demon Lord?”

Martha’s eyes trembled with disbelief.

“Why are you suddenly looking for a Demon Lord? Don’t tell me you’re planning to fight?”
“No.”

Raon shook his head firmly.

“Since Derus Robert is using the Archangel and the Celestial Race, it only makes sense that we bring a Demon Lord.”
“Is… is that really right? Um…”

Martha blinked blankly before letting out a sigh.

“I don’t know. If you say so, then it must be right. You said you received help before, after all.”

When something didn’t make common sense, she seemed to trust me instead and nodded. Since she had always despised evil like the White Blood Cult, it seemed she would need a bit more time to understand.

“I’ll explain gradually. For now, just know that the Demon Lord isn’t necessarily evil.”

Raon smiled faintly and brushed off his hands.

“I’ll go find that Demon Lord as I said. You two assess the level of the Arian Family swordsmen here and train them.”

Martha and Dorian could sufficiently help train the Arian Family swordsmen, including Wendy, so I gave the order.

‘There won’t be anyone worthy of receiving Gluttony’s power.’

Lunan Slion and Sloth shared common ground regarding sloth, making it easy for them to inherit the authority.

But among those around me, only Wrath matched Gluttony’s gluttony. The Demon Lord of Wrath couldn’t receive the authority of gluttony, so it seemed it wouldn’t be easy to pass on the power.

“Yes! I understand.”
“I’ll do that. It’ll be good to clear my head and move my body anyway.”

Dorian and Martha nodded in agreement.

“Have a safe trip. I’ll wait here.”

Evelyn waved her hand lightly, saying she’d see me later. The moment I heard her say “wait,”
,
a chill ran down my spine.

-That’s definitely a lie!

Wrath shook his head vigorously, insisting she wasn’t the type to sit idle.

-She’ll be watching you from somewhere!
‘I know that too….’

Even without Wrath’s warning, the moment I heard Evelyn’s words, the feeling came naturally to me.

“Mm….”

I gave Evelyn an awkward nod, then left the Dormitory and immediately entered the Forest that had once been the Swamp of Death.

Whoooosh!

The swamp that had once been filled with undead and miasma had transformed into fertile forest, now flourishing with verdant life. Once again, I felt the worth of the desperate battles I had fought.

‘I said I’d be at the place where I killed the Phantom Soul Ghost, so I should go all the way.’

I stepped on the earth with full force and advanced across the well-trodden Battlefield.
As I ran at maximum speed, my vision shifted in an instant, and a dense forest untouched by human hands appeared.

‘My speed has gotten faster.’

Perhaps because the souls of my past and present lives were gradually merging, my movement technique’s speed had become noticeably faster than before, even without training.
The speed was so tremendous that my vision narrowed, and I began to wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes.

Thud.

I arrived at the end of the Swamp of Death where I had slain the Phantom Soul Ghost, much faster than expected.
There was still swamp here, but the miasma had almost completely dissipated, leaving only ordinary mud.

‘I don’t sense Gluttony’s aura.’

This land had been exposed to miasma for so long that it was difficult to sense others’ auras from the surroundings. It seemed I would need to actively open my senses to search.

‘Where….’

I released my aura and activated Gluttony’s power that lay dormant within my soul.
My entire body transformed into a stomach of sorts, hunger consuming me as I began rapidly drawing in the surrounding mana.

‘Gluttony’s location is….’

There?

A faint ripple of gluttonous energy emanated from the forest to my right. It was unmistakably Gluttony.

-Hmm?

Wrath also sensed Gluttony’s presence, turning his gaze toward the right.

-Is it my imagination? Why does that glutton seem stronger?

He narrowed his eyes, sensing that Gluttony’s power had grown.

-Go quickly! I wish to see what that creature is doing!
‘Understood.’

I deliberately made my footsteps loud so as not to startle Gluttony, then entered the forest where she waited.

As I ventured deeper into the woods, I spotted the back of a white-haired child crouching before a boulder.

“Gluttony.”

I called out her name as I approached.

‘What is she doing?’

Gluttony had placed pearl ice cream on the ground and was layering toppings on it—fruits, medicinal herbs, raw meat—adding and removing them in various combinations.

“What are you doing right now?”

I called out to Gluttony again, my eyes narrowing.

“I got tired of pearl ice cream….”

Gluttony slowly lifted her head.

“I want to make Pearl Ice Cream. Something really delicious….”

I could see a strange fervor rising in her crimson eyes.

“Huh…?”

I trembled at my jaw as I watched Gluttony, who had clearly changed.

“Help me….”

Gluttony nodded, saying she wanted to make Pearl Ice Cream herself and eat it.

“W-what do you mean suddenly making ice cream….”

I stammered in bewilderment.

-Puhehehehe! Why, you ask! It’s all because of you!

Wrath now understood and grabbed his belly
as he began to laugh.

-Gluttony originally didn’t know taste, and just shoved things in her mouth, but her constitution changed because of you!

He clapped his hands loudly, saying that Gluttony’s voracious eating had transformed into fine dining because of me.

‘Ah….’

Hearing Wrath’s words, I finally understood Gluttony’s request and her gleaming eyes.

-You’re responsible for this! Now that bastard won’t just eat a damn lot—she’ll only eat what tastes damn good!

Wrath chuckled, saying that an easy task had become incredibly difficult.

‘Homemade ice cream making, huh….’

I looked at Gluttony asking for my help, then slowly closed my eyes.

‘Why couldn’t Sloth just charge in recklessly like that?’

This is truly a disaster.

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