The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1117

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Chapter 1117

“This is delicious….”

Gluttony placed the entire ice cream sandwich into her mouth, declaring it an unbelievable taste. Rather than swallowing it in one gulp, she savored it slowly, like a cow chewing its cud, relishing every nuance.

“The various flavors harmonize so beautifully, filling my entire mouth. It’s a taste I’ve never experienced before.”

Gluttony exhaled with excitement, as if she hadn’t imagined such a result was possible.

“W-what did you do? How did you make this?”

Gluttony stared at me with wide eyes, asking for the method. Even her speech faltered—a rare occurrence.

-Hmph! The True Demon King fainted from this, so such a reaction is only natural.

Wrath lifted his chin, asserting that Gluttony’s reaction was entirely expected.

-A food-obsessed creature like you could never create such a taste even with a lifetime of research!
‘Why are you acting so proud?’

I let out a hollow laugh at Wrath. I couldn’t understand why he was boasting when he hadn’t done anything—he’d merely eaten ice cream.

“The pearl-shaped ice cream in the center emphasizes pure sweetness—vanilla flavor that’s classic yet never grows tiresome. I added a salty note by sprinkling Bekmang Mountain rock salt over the vanilla.”

I brought the ingredients myself and demonstrated the method.

“The freshly baked bread adds a nutty richness, and I baked the exterior until crispy to provide textural enjoyment as well.”

I placed the toasted bread on a plate and topped it with the salted vanilla ice cream sphere, asking how it tasted.

“But that’s not all, is it?”

Gluttony shook her head, watching the ice cream sandwich take shape before her eyes.

“There’s also a sweet and tart fruit flavor.”

He narrowed his eyes, insisting that the ingredients he’d shown so far couldn’t explain such a flavor.

“Spot on? Now you’re starting to understand it yourself.”

I chuckled and extended my hand toward Dorian.

“Here it is!”

Dorian pulled a bottle containing a thick liquid from his waist pouch.

“That’s….”
“Jam. A fruit jam made by blending apples, strawberries, and kiwis.”

I explained the ingredients and spread the jam over the toasted bread.

“Ah!”

Gluttony let out an exclamation, finally understanding the source of the fruity taste.

“It wasn’t ice cream—it was jam spread on bread!”
“Exactly. The ice cream already has salt on it, so if I added jam on top, the flavors would clash. That’s why I spread it very thinly on the bread alone.”

I mentioned that the jam was specially made so it wouldn’t mix with the ice cream, then tossed the bottle lightly and caught it.

“Give me more. I want to eat more.”

Gluttony wiggled her hands like a child, asking for another freshly completed ice cream sandwich.

“Of course.”

I smiled warmly and handed Gluttony a newly made ice cream sandwich.

“Thank you!”

Gluttony took the ice cream sandwich and first inhaled its aroma. After breathing in deeply, she took a small bite.

“The taste changes with every bite….”

Her shoulders trembled as she savored the flavor of the ice cream sandwich.

“Is this the flavor you cook with?”

I watched Gluttony’s expression and drew a faint smile.

“Not bad at all.”

Seeing her enjoy the dish I’d made brought a different kind of exhilaration than when my power grew stronger.

“I feel something similar.”

Dorian nodded, apparently sharing the same sentiment.

-Mmm….

Wrath furrowed his brow as he watched Gluttony eat the ice cream sandwich with rapture.

-Hey, the True Demon King wants to eat one too!

He wagged his tail at me, begging for an ice cream sandwich. It was like watching a cat or dog coveting human food.

‘What did you do to deserve that?’

I frowned as I prepared the third ice cream sandwich.

‘Besides, you’ve already tasted it.’

Wrath had already sampled it before I gave one to Gluttony, so I shook my head.

-I want to eat it again! The True Demon King wants one!

Wrath threw a tantrum in midair, demanding an ice cream sandwich.

‘No. I refuse.’

I firmly shook my head and brought the third ice cream sandwich to Gluttony.

“….”

Yet Gluttony didn’t move even as the ice cream sandwich sat before her.

“Ah!”

I drew a deep breath as I watched Gluttony, her eyes wide and unblinking, frozen in place.

“Why are you—hup!”
[It’s an awakening.]

I covered Dorian’s mouth as he approached from the side and sent him an aura message.

-An… awakening?

Wrath’s jaw trembled as he stared at Gluttony, her eyes as vacant as a dead fish’s.

-What kind of Demon Lord achieves enlightenment by eating ice cream?!

He couldn’t close his gaping mouth, utterly dumbfounded.

-And if anyone’s getting enlightenment, it should be the True Demon King! After all I’ve consumed!

Wrath brought his fist down in genuine indignation.

-This is unjust!

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“Ah…”

A deep sigh escaped Gluttony’s lips. She seemed to have just returned from a state of complete absorption that had lasted over a day, and she massaged her temples as if regaining her bearings.

“I think I understand now. What was born within me.”

Gluttony nodded, her eyes gleaming with a crimson vitality.

“What is it?”

Raon leaned back in his chair, observing Gluttony.

“Epicureanism.”

Gluttony placed a hand over her chest where her soul resided and nodded.

“From within my instincts, which were once filled only with voracious hunger, a pursuit of refined taste was born. Because of you.”

She acknowledged that she had gained a new power thanks to him.

“Thank you.”

Gluttony expressed her gratitude, saying he had not only given her the ability to taste but also granted her a new strength.

“It’s nothing.”

Raon waved his hand dismissively and examined Gluttony once more.

‘Just how much stronger has she become?’

While Gluttony had certainly grown stronger, she had always been more powerful than him to begin with, making it difficult to gauge the extent of her progress.

-This is absurd….

Wrath’s jaw trembled with disbelief.

-That gluttonous fiend! She’s unmistakably become far stronger! To ascend to a realm that would take a thousand years of devouring to achieve, in merely a single day…!

He bit his lip, unable to believe such a transformation was possible.

-Damn it!

Wrath clenched his fists as he glared at Gluttony.

‘Could she have become stronger than you?’
-That’s impossible!
‘Then why are you so angry?’
-Because she awakened after eating an ice cream sandwich! That’s what infuriates me!

That one gnashed his teeth, fuming that Gluttony had devoured two ice cream sandwiches when he could only manage one, and she’d even awakened in the process.

-Once the True Demon King returns to his original form, I’ll stuff nothing but rocks down that wretched mouth!

Wrath ground his teeth in a jealousy even children wouldn’t resort to.

‘Good grief.’

I pushed Wrath aside as he danced his fury through the air, and approached Gluttony.

“Gluttony. It’s time for you to keep your promise.”

I stepped before her and lowered my gaze to meet hers.

“Yeah. I know.”

Gluttony nodded and extended her hand toward Dorian.

Ching!

White light bloomed from her palm, connecting to Dorian’s wrist and forming a white flower bracelet.
Though it differed slightly from her own.

“I’ve woven not just gluttony, but also the refined taste I’ve newly acquired into it.”

Gluttony nodded, calling it a gift.

“Aaahhhhh!”

Dorian’s pupils trembled violently as he stared at the white flower bracelet encircling his wrist.

“I’ve become bound to a Demon Lord! My arm! My arm is going to be torn off!”

He seized his wrist again, screaming as if Gluttony had terrified him.

“Quiet.”

I struck the back of Dorian’s head and turned my attention back to Gluttony.

“How do I awaken that ability?”
“Just maintain the compulsion to collect things like you’re doing now.”

Gluttony nodded, saying that my power would grow naturally if I continued living as Dorian did.

“Then I’ll just leave it be.”

I smiled and nodded.

“And…”

Gluttony slowly rose to her feet and looked at me.

“I, Gluttony, am Wrath. I swear that whenever you desire, I will participate in the war against the Archangel.”

Unlike usual, Gluttony spoke with solemn conviction, renewing the promise we had made. Strangely, when I first met them, they looked like a girl, but now they appeared like a boy again.

“Thank you.”

I squeezed Gluttony’s hand, saying I would ask for their help when the war came.

“Then just make me one more ice cream sandwich.”

Gluttony held up a finger, wanting just one more.

“Of course.”

I gestured to Dorian, saying I still had ingredients left.

-You’re saying there’s none?! You didn’t make any for the True Demon King!

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief.

‘Ah, I was just lazy back then.’
-You damnable bastard…

Wrath was about to throw a punch in frustration when—

[You have achieved a Great Achievement.]
[You have gained significant favor from Gluttony.]
[You have created a new dessert that will be remembered throughout history.]
[All stat points….]
[Traits….]
[Titles….]

Reward messages cascaded like pouring oil onto his flames of fury.

-Haaaaah….

Wrath’s breath came ragged with rage.

-The glutton gains new power and an ice cream sandwich, you gain stats and traits, the wallet gains demonic authority… and I, the True Demon King, gain nothing! I’ll destroy it all!

His eyes blazed crimson as he glared at me.

-The True Demon King receives nothing! I shall obliterate everything!

He roared in fury and lurched to his feet.

‘Enough.’

Of course, subduing the enraged Wrath took less than a minute.

-Kgh!

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“Thank you for seeing me off.”

I turned and watched Wendy, who had accompanied me to the main gate of the Arian Family Estate.

“I shall visit again next time.”

I bowed, saying I would return before the war began.

“Then I will reach Grand Master before you return, Raon.”

Wendy nodded with solemn determination, as if asking me to look forward to it.

“The wall to Grand Master is high. Are you truly confident you can do it?”

I met Wendy’s eyes directly, a faint glimmer of playfulness in my gaze.

“Since I’ve received your guidance multiple times, I’ll break through even if it costs me my life.”

Wendy placed his hand on his sword, determined to overcome the barrier based on the experience of training with me for several days.

“Your resolve is admirable. I’ll wait with confidence.”

I nodded, my eyes reflecting trust.

“Then.”

Just as I was about to leave the Arian Family Estate after our final farewell.

“Attention!”

Wendy stamped his foot and shouted, causing the swordsmen behind him to straighten their spines and raise their heads.

“Salute to the benefactor of Arian, the Master of Gwangpung Hall!”

He roared and drew his sword, pointing it toward the sky.

“Salute!”

The swordsmen of the Arian Family Estate followed Wendy, raising their blades toward the heavens as they offered their respect and blessing toward me.

Shing!

I turned back to face them and drew the Heavenly Sword. Holding the blade downward, I extended it forward, taking the salute of Zigheart.

“May glory shine upon the Arian Family Estate!”

She sent her sincere regards, wishing for the greater prosperity of the Arian Family.

*Whoosh.*

After concluding their swordsman’s salute, Raon and Wendy lowered their blades without another word and departed along their respective paths.

“I absolutely love this kind of swordsman’s romance!”

Dorian grinned, scratching his supply pouch.

“So you do have some sense after all. I thought you were just a fool who only cared about supplies.”

Martha laughed with a snort and gave Dorian’s shoulder a hard slap.

“I’m a swordsman first, before I’m a quartermaster!”

Dorian raised his hand, insisting that his mindset as a swordsman took priority over his supply duties.

“Hmm….”

Evelyn gazed at the white flower bracelet hanging from Dorian’s wrist and licked her lips.

“I wonder if it would fall off if I cut it?”

She spoke in a tone that could have been jest or earnest, her eyes flashing with a chilling gleam.

*Gasp.*

Wrath’s jaw dropped as he stared at Evelyn.

*That’s no joke—she’s serious! As I always say, there’s no such thing as a good Mad Woman in this world!*

He urgently patted my shoulder, urging me to run.

“Evelyn.”

I approached her with measured steps, unbothered by her words.

“Thanks to the sandwich you brought, I was able to make an ice cream sandwich. I appreciate it.”

I nodded gratefully to Evelyn, expressing how much her help had meant to me.

“Then grab my wrist instead.”

Evelyn extended her arm, asking me to hold her wrist rather than the bracelet.

“Hmm….”

Normally I would have refused outright, but I had received such tremendous help this time, and she seemed so desperate to have the bracelet that I grasped her wrist with my right hand.

“Hehe, hehehehe, hehehehehehe.”

Evelyn let out a bizarre laugh as she stared at my hand wrapped around her wrist.

“That’s… that’s enough, right?”

As I trembled and tried to pull my hand away, Evelyn’s fingers wrapped around mine like vines, interlacing with them.

-Ahhhhhhhhh!
“Ugh!”

Both Wrath and I screamed simultaneously, our pupils quivering.

“More.”

Evelyn shook her head vigorously, insisting it wasn’t enough.

“Ah….”

Just as I was desperately trying to retreat, Gluttony approached from behind.

“I’m leaving now.”

Gluttony raised her hand, indicating she would depart separately.

“What? Where are you going?”

I seized the opportunity and quickly freed myself from Evelyn’s grip, turning to face Gluttony.

“Tsk.”

I heard Evelyn’s disapproving click of her tongue, but I chose to ignore it.

“Since you taught me what fine cuisine truly is, I want to find my own unique taste as well.”

Gluttony nodded, determined to discover her own culinary path.

“I see.”

I smiled faintly as I looked at Gluttony.

‘This one might grow even stronger than before.’

If Gluttony took initiative to develop her own culinary mastery, she could undergo another awakening much like the one she’d just experienced.

-Hmph! That’s only if she’s lucky enough.

Wrath snorted, suggesting that fortune had simply favored her this time.

“Take this.”

I withdrew two pouches of gold coins from my spatial pocket.

“You understand now that the Human Realm requires money. Use this instead of killing or stealing from others.”
“Okay.”

Gluttony nodded gratefully and placed the pouches of gold coins into the gaping maw that hung suspended in the air.

“You have talent. Make the most of it.”

I nodded while observing the bracelet hanging from Dorian’s wrist.

“Yes, sir!”

Dorian straightened his posture and took a deep breath, his entire body tense with determination.

“Goodbye!”

Gluttony disappeared along with the white whale, ending with a cheerful greeting that hardly befitted a Demon Lord.

“Hardly the demeanor of a Demon Lord, that one.”

Martha chuckled softly, amused by the peculiar nature of this Demon Lord.

“Where do we head now? Back to base?”
“Mugeomgak of the Five Sovereigns.”

I stated my destination without hesitation, having already decided our next move.

“If we’re visiting the Five Sovereigns, wouldn’t it be better to stop by Baekgyeong first? Heekyuk Je is the commander there, after all.”

Dorian tilted his head, questioning why we would go to Mugeomgak instead.

“Because Heekyuk Je is currently at Mugeomgak.”

I reached into my robes and unfolded a letter that had arrived from the Bi-Yeon Society.

“I cannot afford to miss the opportunity to gain the support of two of the Five Sovereigns at once. Besides…”

I smiled slightly as I read the contents written in the letter.

“It appears Mugeomgak is hosting an interesting event.”

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