The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1139

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Chapter 1139

The dawn was still dark, the sun not yet risen.

Across the cold, austere Battlefield swept by frigid morning air, Holy Knights clad in silver armor and High Priests dressed in blue ceremonial robes stood in formation.

Footsteps echoed.

Count Hofen ascended the Platform, its white pillars rising like a temple, drawing the gaze of every Holy Knight and High Priest upon him.
He said nothing, merely standing upright on the Platform as he gazed down upon the assembled ranks.

A tremendous resonance shook the air.

Hofen unsheathed the sword at his waist and drove it directly into the Platform. The blade, infused with his power, did not merely shake the Platform itself—it sent tremors through the entire Battlefield beneath it.

“….”

The Holy Knights and High Priests did not utter a single groan despite the earth’s violent trembling, their eyes fixed solely upon their king, Hofen.

“The time has come.”

Hofen’s solemn gaze descended upon the Holy Knights and High Priests arrayed below the Platform.

“The time has come when we can raise the blade of vengeance against the Witch who appeared suddenly, stole our lands, and bewitched our comrades!”

At his cold yet dignified cry, the momentum of the Holy Knights and High Priests surged violently.

“The Witch’s power was so overwhelming that we endured the humiliation of erecting walls throughout Sueper and laying illusory barriers to hide from outside eyes, but now such measures are no longer necessary!”

Hofen raised the short sword he had received from Saint Olga, pointing it toward the heavens.

“The Divine has granted us the blade and courage to vanquish the Witch, and thus only victory awaits Sueper!”

As he cried out the word victory, a soft golden light began to bloom across the sky of the Sueper Kingdom, which had been shrouded in darkness.

A powerful wind swept across the land.

A golden sun rises along the jagged ridges of the Eastern Mountains.

Beneath the radiant heat of the blooming sun, fierce flames of holy power erupted across the eyes of the holy knights and High Priests.

“Victory!”

Saint Olga, standing behind Count Hofen, stepped forward and clasped her hands together. Her divine power surged like lightning, casting a magnificent light across the heavens.

Whoooooosh!

The holy knights received that light with their entire bodies and drew forth silver blades. Visible divine power began to flicker and burn brilliantly across their shoulders.

Uuuuuuung!

As the High Priests clasped their hands and chanted prayers, divine power in the shape of characters rose from the earth beneath their feet, forming a protective spell that shielded everyone present.

“Victory!”

The holy knights and High Priests, having completed their war preparations, followed Saint Olga and roared with such intensity their voices seemed ready to shatter.

“Begin!”

Count Hofen nodded, satisfied by the cries of the holy knights and High Priests, then gestured toward the rear.

Uuuuuuung!

As the High Priests behind him clasped their hands, the hazy mist that had been shimmering before their eyes vanished, revealing a barrier of divine power that towered even higher than the Castle Wall.

Whoooooosh!

Inside the Wall of Divine Power, the Pink Aura Entity rose up in fluffy, cloud-like formations, and her appearance seemed both tender and somehow pitiful.

“Ugh!”
“Such an enormous aura….”
“Does it still possess such power?”

The holy knights and High Priests, witnessing the Pink Aura Entity pressing against the divine barrier, swallowed hard with evident alarm.

“Th-there!”

At the gesture of the Holy Knights on the right, everyone’s gaze turned inward toward the Castle Wall.

A soft, resonant hum filled the air.

Within the Pink Aura Entity, armored Holy Knights and Priests became visible.
They stood with vacant, glassy eyes, drool trickling from the corners of their mouths as though entranced by some unseen force.

“R-Rafen….”
“Sirean? Sirean!”
“M-My classmate is in there!”

The Holy Knights and Priests trembled, their lips quivering as they cried out the names of their comrades trapped within the Pink Aura Entity.

“If you wish to save your friends, your lovers, your people—then fight.”

Olga stamped her foot and advanced toward the wall she had erected with holy power.

“I will support you from behind.”

She cried out that now was the time to fight, driving her fist toward the barrier of holy power.

A deafening crash erupted.

Where Olga’s fist struck the holy power barrier, dozens of fractures spiderwebbed across its surface before it shattered with a thunderous boom.

A violent surge of energy swept outward.

The moment the wall crumbled, the Pink Aura Entity trapped within surged upward like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf the entirety of the Shuper Holy Kingdom.

“How dare you!”

Olga did not falter at the sight of the Pink Aura Entity pouring toward her. She clasped her hands together.

“Be confined!”

Her cry transformed into white light, and the shattered fragments of the holy power barrier froze in mid-air, solidifying the Pink Aura Entity like plaster.

“Now is your moment!”

Saint Olga alone blocked the entire Pink Aura Entity that seemed more than enough to engulf the Sufer Kingdom, shouting for them to advance.

“Uooooooh!”

It was at that moment when the Holy Knights roared and attempted to push into the interior of the Pink Aura Entity.

Thud, thud, thud.

Holy Knights and High Priests with vacant eyes emerged from within the Pink Aura Entity, blocking the path.

Whoooosh!

The forces of the Schpern Kingdom, entranced by the Witch, moved with swift precision despite their glazed eyes, thrusting their blades into the Holy Knights who charged forward.

Clang!

With fierce sword strikes and graceful footwork, the Holy Knights consumed by the Pink Aura Entity attacked their comrades with power that surpassed their original capabilities.

“Please, step aside!”
“Biliel! It’s me! Your brother!”
“Please! Don’t do this!”

The Holy Knights appealed to their comrades who blocked their way, but naturally, their words fell on deaf ears to those brainwashed by the Pink Aura Entity.

“This… their power is different from before.”
“They’ve become impossibly strong…”
“It’s… difficult to hold the line…”

The Holy Knights and High Priests who had come to rescue them were being pushed back by the overwhelming strength of the brainwashed warriors.

“What do we do…”
“Do not retreat!”

As Count Hofen stepped forward and raised his short sword, a clear blue radiance burst forth from the slender blade, pushing back the Pink Aura Entity.

Uuuuuung!

The magnificent blue light not only erased the Pink Aura Entity but also drained the vitality from the Holy Knights and High Priests who had been entranced by it, sending them into slumber.

“Ugh….”
“Ahhh….”

The holy knights and priests who had been consumed by the Pink Aura Entity and swung their weapons at their comrades began to collapse in place, groaning.

“Now!”

As Saint Olga shouted to execute the plan, the holy knights and priests surrounded the Pink Aura Entity with their bodies and formed a circle.
As they brought their hands together in prayer, a pillar of sacred light descended from the azure sky.

Twuaaaaaang!

Empowered by Count Hofen’s dagger, that magnificent light grew increasingly potent and completely erased the Pink Aura Entity that had blanketed the Northern Center District.

Whoooooosh!

In the space where the Pink Aura Entity had vanished, only one person remained.
The Witch of Brainwashing, her entire body wrapped in a black robe. She paid no mind to the scattered remnants of the Pink Aura Entity, instead lost in deep thought as she gazed at the Pearl Ice Cream Shop before her.

“He definitely came here. I can smell him….”

The Witch in the black robe circled around the Pearl Ice Cream Shop, muttering endlessly that she must find him.

“Now is the moment when the Witch is distracted! Everyone, release your holy power!”

At Count Hofen’s command, the holy knights unleashed the sacred power dwelling in their blades, and the priests brought down Repentance Hammer, a holy offensive spell.

Kuwaaaaaaaang!

With the formation amplifying the holy power in place, a tremendous force erupted and obliterated the battlefield where the Witch in the black robe had been standing.

“Is she dead?”

As Saint Olga waved her hand to create wind, the smoke cleared and revealed the state of the ground where the immense holy power had fallen.

Whoooooosh!

Though most of the buildings and earth had vanished from the tremendous explosion of holy power, the Pearl Ice Cream Shop where the Witch in the black robe had been standing remained intact.

“I….”

The Witch’s gaze turned toward Olga.

“I told you not to interfere until I find him!”

Her eyes gleaming within the black robe flickered with an eerie light.

“Him, my ass! Don’t search in someone else’s home—get out and search elsewhere!”

Olga bared her white teeth and charged toward the Witch in the black robe.

“Aid the Saint and strike down the Witch!”

Hofen, gripping his holy sword and dagger, rushed after Olga toward the dark Witch.

Uuuuuuuuung!

Blessings from the High Priests poured down upon their shoulders as white light engulfed heaven and earth.

“Sigh….”

The Witch in the black robe frowned as if displeased and raised her hand. The aura blooming from her fingertips collided head-on with the holy power.

Kuuuuuuuuang!

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“Sigh.”

I let out a hollow laugh as I observed the Witch in the black robe—no, Rust, the Lord of Lust.

‘So that’s why she was here….’

Was she searching for traces of Wrath?

That area was where Wrath had battled Grid and afterward enjoyed Pearl Ice Cream with Gluttony.
Rust seemed to have picked up on Wrath’s extremely faint aura and come to the Shuper Holy Kingdom, where she now stationed herself.

-What a truly repulsive stalker you are….

Wrath trembled at the shoulders, saying Rust was on par with Evelyn.

‘How curious.’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Rust evade Saint Olga’s attacks and effortlessly parry Count Hofen’s blade.

-What, what are you talking about?

Wrath turned his head away as if he didn’t even want to think about Rust, then asked.

‘I can read your aura even though I don’t sense it properly, so why can’t I find where you are?’

I couldn’t understand why I could locate Wrath’s traces—faint now after fighting so long ago, barely deserving the word faint—yet couldn’t find Zigheart, where anger blazed so openly.

-I told you! That one’s directionally challenged!

Wrath shook his head as if asking how many times he had to say this.

-Even when I give detailed directions and send her north, she ends up at the southern beach! What a lunatic!

He furrowed his brow, still bewildered at how she ever became a Demon Lord.

‘That’s fair, I suppose.’

Now that I thought about it, Rust was indeed directionally challenged—even when Evelyn stuck by her side and gave her directions, she’d wander off elsewhere, and when walking side by side, I’d turn around to find her heading the opposite way.

-Enough of this, leave this place at once!

Wrath waved both hands frantically, urging me to flee from Rust.

-If that stalker discovers you, there’ll be nowhere left to run!

He patted my shoulder firmly, saying one stalker in Evelyn was already more than enough.

-Aren’t you already adjusting your power on your own!

Wrath licked his lips as he watched Rust block Olga and Count Hofen using only her own strength without unleashing her demonic energy.

-Not a single soul shall perish!
‘Indeed, there’s no killing intent, and she’s not using demonic energy either.’

I nodded as I observed Rust defending only with her Pink Aura Entity, never counterattacking.

‘Is she remembering and following my words?’

Right now, Rust was concentrating solely on defense using only her authority—Lust—her very nature.
When we traveled together before, I had asked her not to kill humans unless their lives were in mortal danger, and it seemed she remembered those words from that time and was refraining from taking lives.

‘So that’s why she brainwashed people within the holy barrier.’

With her true power, Rust could have shattered the holy barrier confining her with a single finger. Yet it seemed she had deliberately remained imprisoned, searching only for traces of Wrath to avoid killing anyone.

“Uaaaaaaah!”
“Attack all at once!”
“The brainwashing no longer affects us!”

Hofen, Olga, and the Holy Knights unleashed torrents of holy power with all their strength, determined to capture Rust by any means.

Whoooosh!

Rust defended only herself and the Ice Cream Shop, never launching a powerful counterattack. She was faithfully honoring my request.

‘Rust…’

Honestly, I hadn’t expected her to comply, and I’d spoken the words lightly. Yet her faithful adherence to my wishes filled me with both gratitude and guilt.

“Raon. Aren’t you going to help?”

Evelyn tilted her head, questioning why I remained idle.

-Stop thinking about helping and run away quickly!

Wrath grabbed my sleeve, insisting there was no time, and pulled me backward.

“It’s not time yet.”

I suppressed my presence and lowered my stance, confident that Rust would not kill the people here.

“An opportunity will come soon enough.”

To achieve my purpose for coming to this place at its highest level, it seemed better to wait a little longer than to act now.

“This bastard!”

Saint Olga’s fist barely grazed Rust as she unleashed the most tremendous holy power she had summoned yet, her malice fueling the strike as she hurled it toward Rust.
Evil rushed toward Rust with the greatest divine power it had ever wielded, as if it had finally found a way to strike the one who wouldn’t yield.

BANG!

Though the defense was perfect, the shockwave from the holy power she repelled shattered the floor of the Ice Cream Shop where Wrath had been sitting.
It was a perfect defense, but the shockwave of holy power that she pushed forward destroyed the floor of the Ice Cream Shop where Wrath had been sitting.

“Ah…”

Rust suddenly felt Wrath’s presence disappear and her lips trembled.

“I was just… looking at traces of that person, and I dared to…”

She exhaled a thick murderous intent as if she had forgotten her promise to him, and even drew out the demonic energy of the Demon Lords that had sunk beneath her soul.

Argh! / Nooo! / Ugh!

As Rust’s power was unleashed, a pink tornado surged upward, and the sky sank into pitch darkness.

“Fall back!”
“Get back!”

Even Olga and Hofen stepped back, along with the Castle knights, from the tremendous energy that was enough to change the weather itself.

“I was wrong to think that…”

Olga bit her lip as she looked at the short sword, which had corroded so badly it was completely unusable, darkened beyond recognition.

“That’s no mere Witch using brainwashing. One of the Five Emperors Three Demons. Or perhaps a Demon Lord-class Monster from the Demon Realm itself!”

She bit her lip, acknowledging that the worst-case scenario had unfolded.

“Everyone fall back! Erect a barrier of holy power. Evacuate the residents!”

Count Hofen issued the retreat order while advancing forward himself.

“I’ll end this.”

Just as Rust reached out toward Olga with undisguised fury, it happened.

A brilliant golden flame erupted!

Golden fire blazed between Rust and Olga, forcing them apart.
I let go.

“Stand down.”

I descended onto the ground tinted pink, meeting the gaze of Olga, Count Hofen, and Rust in turn.

“Raon Zigheart?”
“Wait, the Sword Sovereign? The Sword Sovereign himself!”

Formation of the Shuper Holy Kingdom.

“Wrath! It’s Wrath!”

The moment Rust saw my face, her rigid expression softened into a radiant smile.

“From this moment on….”

I arrogantly tilted my chin up, observing Olga and Rust as they each anticipated my support for their respective sides.
Seeing Olga and Rust, who expected him to take their side, he instead arrogantly lifted his chin.

“I’ll handle this myself.”
-Wait, handle whom?

Wrath exhaled in exasperation at my declaration.

-Both of them are on your side! Have you lost your mind?!
‘That’s right. I have.’

I nodded calmly with a faint smile.

‘A show requires madness to truly shine.’

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