The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1134

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Chapter 1134

Whoooosh!

Raon’s eyes narrowed to threadlike slits as I beheld the black flames that sent goosebumps cascading across my entire body.

‘I’m certain of it.’

That’s the aura of death.

A power that amplified malice far beyond what Necromancers wielded—those black flames that killed the living and buried the dead in Darkness were unmistakably the death aura that Derus Robert had used.

‘Why has the death aura appeared?’

I clenched my jaw as I watched the gently burning black flames.

‘It should have nothing to do with me.’

If the death aura had appeared after I entered the memories created by the golden flames—the First Patriarch of Zigheart’s memories—that would have made sense. But it was this death aura that had summoned my current self into memory.

I couldn’t fathom why these flames had come flying at me, someone who possessed the ability to erase death aura.

‘Is it because I witnessed the First Patriarch’s memories at Mugeomgak?’

I stroked my chin and reflected on everything that had transpired thus far.

Since this was the first time something like this had happened after discovering my ancestor’s memories in the Archives of Mugeomgak, it seemed plausible that the events were connected.

‘No. The First Patriarch’s memories have always contained only fragmented content.’

The ancestor’s memories I’d witnessed thus far had been related to one another, but they had never extended beyond that point.

Seeing black flames suddenly ignite in the Annex Garden—a place entirely unrelated to anything—made it clear there was an entirely different reason at work.

‘Could it be because I encountered Derus Robert?’

No, that didn’t quite make sense either.

I’ve clashed with Derus Robert more times than I can count. There have been moments when I’ve severed the threads of fortune he weaves, but this was different.

‘Something unprecedented has occurred… wait?’

The moment I recognized this difference, something resonated within my soul.

‘Could it be….’

I pressed my hand against my chest, my brow furrowing deeply.

‘Because my Heart Sword has become linked with Derus’s?’

If that assumption was correct, then the memory I’d just accessed should belong to Derus Robert.

‘I need to verify this.’

I steadied my breathing slowly and crossed through the wall of black flames that curtained my vision like a veil.

Whoooosh.

As I passed through the dark inferno, a familiar landscape materialized before me.

Not the present world, but the Robert Family Estate—the place where in my past life I had surrendered everything, my existence and my very soul.

‘The Robert Family….’

It seems my Heart Sword truly has become connected to Derus’s.

My Heart Sword had nearly been absorbed into Derus Robert’s, but thanks to Glen, I barely escaped that catastrophe.

At the time, I thought the connection had been cleanly severed, but looking at the current situation, it appeared that Derus’s mental landscape had instead been drawn toward me.

‘Is it because of the Ring of Fire? A blessing in disguise, truly.’

I had thought it the worst possible outcome when Derus Robert gained the ability to absorb Heart Swords, but thanks to Glen, I now glimpsed fragments of the memories he possessed. This promised to be a far greater advantage than I’d anticipated.

‘Where is he?’

I walked through the familiar Garden of the Robert Family Estate, searching for Derus’s location.

Yet no matter where I searched, I could not detect his presence or catch a glimpse of him.

‘Now that I look more carefully, something about the Garden seems different.’

The Robert Family Estate’s location itself matched my memories perfectly, but the shape of the Garden, the paths, and their directions had all subtly changed.

‘The past. And a rather distant past at that.’

Since this appearance did not exist in my memories from my previous life, it seemed this was the Robert Family Estate from an era I had never known.

‘Should I venture inside the Mansion?’

That was when I turned toward the Robert Family Estate’s entrance.

Crunch.

At the far end of the Garden, I heard the sound of someone treading upon fallen leaves.

‘Over there.’

I clicked my tongue softly and walked toward the corner of the Garden where the footsteps had sounded.

‘As I thought, this is a place I do not know.’

Originally, there had been a tall wall decorating this section of the Garden, but now a small space lay hidden among the Thicket.

Holding my breath, I stepped inside and saw a silver-haired boy who appeared to be less than ten years old and a middle-aged man with a cold expression. The two bore a striking resemblance, as if bound by blood.

‘Derus Robert!’

Those inhuman, frigid eyes and the corners of his mouth curled upward in mockery of the world itself. Others might not recognize him, but I could. The silver-haired boy who appeared no older than ten was unmistakably Derus Robert in his childhood.

‘Then that man must be….’

My gaze shifted to the man standing opposite Derus.

Whoosh.

The middle-aged man with the cold expression dropped to both knees without hesitation. His head bowed in reverence, he pressed his lips to the tips of Derus’s feet—a gesture of utmost courtesy, a salute of submission that a slave offers to his master.

“….”

Derus Robert nodded with arrogant eyes, as if the Ogre Warrior’s greeting was only natural.

‘Hmm…?’

I scanned the middle-aged man and furrowed my brow.

‘That robe should only be worn by the Head of House…?’

The cold-faced middle-aged man wore the formal robe of the Robert Family that Derus Robert always carried with him. The fact that he wore clothing that only the Head of House could wear meant he was the current Head of House.

‘Then he’s the previous Head of House, but why would a father show such deference to his son?’

The man before Derus must be Teruan, the previous Head of the Robert Family, but I couldn’t understand why he was greeting his son that way. Beyond that, merely witnessing this scene sent a chilling shudder through my soul.
No, setting that aside, just watching that scene gave me a chilling feeling, as if my soul was shrinking.

“What on earth…?”

Raon was chewing his lips in frustration, unable to make sense of the situation no matter how hard he thought about it.

Ugh.

Derus’s gaze, which had been looking down on his own father with arrogant eyes, turned toward Raon. He curled up the corners of his mouth in an unnaturally long smile, as if acknowledging Raon’s presence.

However, unlike the First Patriarch of Zigheart, it didn’t seem to recognize him. It was like a fantasy created by the concept of Derus that existed in his own mental world.

“You…”

When Raon tried to approach Derus Robert, black flames carrying the aura of death blazed up in front of him as if to say it wasn’t time yet.

Nooo!

The black flames burning with death surged up with slightly stronger firepower than before, obscuring the view.

To know who Derus Robert is…

Do you mean I have to become stronger than I am now?

It seemed I needed to grow strong enough to pierce through the intensified black flames to advance to the next scene.

“Good.”

I nodded calmly as I faced the scorching black flames.

“It won’t take long.”

After making that declaration with near certainty, I closed my eyes and opened them again—the black flames vanished, and the bright, serene Annex Garden came into view.

-Dammit!

Wrath tapped my shoulder while grinding his teeth.

-Where have you been this time! Death itself bloomed from you!

He glared at me with his massive eyes, demanding to know what I’d done.

‘It seems Derus Robert left me a gift.’

I felt a faint aura of death emanating from the depths of my soul and twisted my lips into a smile.

-There you go spouting nonsense again.

Wrath shook his head, tired of my incomprehensible words.

-That’s enough. Go home and eat something!

He smacked his lips, insisting I fill my belly first.

‘Sorry, but I don’t think I’ll have time for that.’

I turned toward the Training Ground and pulled out a Nadine Bread from my spatial pouch.

-Wh…?

Wrath’s jaw dropped at the sight.

-P-Put that down! That bread is dangerous. Everyone who eats it dies!

He pleaded with me to hold back, spreading both hands wide open.

But the rubber band was already inside his mouth.

-Kyaaaaaaagh! The smell of burnt rubber in my mouth!

Raon rushed toward the 5th Training Ground, hearing Wrath’s scream.

‘I need to grow stronger faster than this.’

If only to understand who Derus Robert truly was.

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“Not one year, but one year and one month later?”

Chamber, visible on the blue screen, scratched at the bandage wrapped around her forehead as if bewildered.

“That bastard definitely has some scheme! The timeline itself is suspicious!”

She furrowed her brow, questioning why she had agreed to such terms.

“The North Destruction King had no choice in the matter.”

King Lecross nodded calmly, as if understanding Glen’s position.

“Derus Robert is a monster who knows how to exploit human psychology.”

His thin lips trembled slightly, as if his body still hadn’t fully recovered.

“They should have called me instead!”

Ogram let out an intense roar from within the screen, clearly frustrated that he hadn’t been the one to beat Derus Robert senseless.

“Damn traitorous bastards!”

He was covered in wounds from desperate training for the war to come, and the aura he radiated was of an entirely different caliber than before.

“Ugh…”

Larian, exhausted, kept her body covered with blankets and raised her hand slightly. It seemed like a gesture of approval for anything.

“Why is she like that?”

Ogram frowned as he watched Larian’s image on the screen.

“Leave her be. I’m in terrible shape right now, so Larian alone is struggling to construct the magic circle and maintain the dimensional gate. She barely has time to sleep.”

Chamber looked at Larian with eyes full of apology and sympathy, biting her lip slightly.

“…Are you two truly unable to return?”

Ogram watched Chamber, who still hadn’t removed her bandages, and Lecross, who relied on his cane, gnawing at his lip.

“Muscle old man. I’ll recover on my own and come back, so don’t worry!”

Chamber spoke confidently about desperately working to return to her former self, then snorted proudly.

“…Yes.”

Lecross said nothing, looking at Glen, Chamber, Larian, and Ogram in turn before nodding slowly.

“I’m afraid I will be of little use. Even with recovery, it seems unlikely I’ll be much help.”

Even if his body and mind recovered to their fullest, he wouldn’t be able to reach Transcendence, let alone achieve Grand Master-level power, he said with a weary smile.

“Instead, I will mobilize all of Owen’s resources to support the war effort.”

Lecross calmly lifted his chin, saying there was no need to worry about that part. However, his hands trembled violently with the frustration of not being able to fight directly.

“Damn those cursed demons!”

Ogram stomped his foot roughly. The force was so great that a thunderous sound echoed even to Zigheart, which lay beyond the dimensional barrier.

“Regardless of how circumstances unfolded, Derus Robert has declared war, and we have no choice but to prepare for it.”

Glen slowly closed his eyes, then opened them to gaze upon the azure window reflecting the leaders of the Five Emperors.

“But there’s no doubt that over the course of a year and a month, they’ve been preparing something. They’re scheming a way to eliminate all of us. So before that happens….”

He rose from the Jade Throne and placed his hand upon the True Heavenly Sword.

“Mobilize the full capacity of the Five Emperors to locate Derus Robert and Eden.”

Crimson lightning flickered across Glen’s irises.

“Before a year and a month passes, we strike first and take their heads.”

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“…And so, from this moment forward, Zigheart enters a state of war preparation.”

Glen explained the recent events to the Zigheart executives gathered in the Audience Chamber, then declared the state of war preparation.

“Derus dares to declare war?”

Valdemar’s clenched fist trembled violently.

“A continental outlaw has the audacity to—! That’s not—Gah!”

He turned his head toward Karun beside him to vent his anger, but recoiled in shock.

“That’s right. The man’s lost his mind.”

Karun’s pride had been wounded by Derus’s declaration of war, and a cold aura blazed above his irises.

“I cannot bear it without taking his head.”

Rarely since his transformation, he displayed intense fury, grinding his teeth audibly.

….

Burren nodded heavily from behind me in agreement with Karun’s words.

“One year and one month? That’s an ugly number.”

Aris Zigheart twisted her lips, saying that just looking at when the war would be launched reeked of conspiracy.

“She’s right.”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly as he looked at Aris Zigheart.

“Derus Robert is clearly hiding his true intentions. Therefore, we will not wait for the war in one year and one month—we will strike first.”

He tightened his fingers as he declared that this war would not be started by Derus Robert and Eden, but by the Five Emperors.

“During the remaining time, train with all your might. Everyone in the Family must become the blade of Zigheart.”

Glen Zigheart lifted his chin as he issued orders to prepare for war with their lives on the line.

“Um, about that….”

Valdemar raised his hand confidently the moment Glen Zigheart finished speaking.

“We’re currently taking the successor candidate examination. What happens to that?”

He smacked his lips, suggesting that while war preparations were good, that matter also needed to be resolved.

“Valdemar….”

Karun also cast a cold gaze toward Valdemar, apparently thinking that wasn’t the priority right now.

“Ah, no, but I need to know these things….”

Valdemar flinched and shrank his shoulders slightly, startled by Karun’s intensity.

“No, he has a point. The successor selection has been ongoing since before.”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly as he looked at Valdemar.

“The second successor candidate selection will be accelerated and completed one month from now. And the final successor examination will be….”

He nodded, his gaze taking in both Karun and Raon standing beside each other.

“Before the war begins, I will decide to be the one who inflicts the greatest damage upon Derus Robert and Eden.”

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