The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1141

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Chapter 1141

Clang!

Raon unfolded his swordsmanship while fully aware that he had entered an awakened state. The gracefully undulating blades of the divine and demonic swords descended toward Rust’s neck and heart.

Crash!

Rust wielded a single sword that flickered with pink light, simultaneously blocking the heavy onslaught of both the demonic and divine blades, then launched a counterattack using the recoil.

“Try blocking this!”

She too was greatly excited, unleashing a terrifying sword strike without restraint as before.

Boom!

Rust’s sword strike created a pink fracture in the air as it rushed toward Raon.

‘In the past, I wouldn’t have been able to block this head-on.’

Raon bit his lip slightly as he watched Rust’s devastating strike bearing down upon him.

‘But now it seems possible.’

Rust, befitting the Lord of Lust, possessed physical abilities and authority on an entirely different dimension from humans. No matter how much he had grown, clashing head-on with her was not a wise choice.

However, thanks to Rust, he had come to understand, even if only slightly, what it meant to infuse emotion into his blade. Now he had the confidence to block it. Rather than simply expending the Demon Lords’ authority as before, he now channeled it into his sword and wielded it toward Rust.
Instead of expending the Demon Lords’ power like before, he poured it into his sword and swung it toward Rust.

Whoooooosh!

Raon’s sword, imbued with Wrath’s rage, collided head-on with Rust’s slash wrapped in lust.

Crash!

The moment the two swords of different colors clashed, a terrifying shockwave erupted, piercing through the Sky and crushing the Battlefield.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The explosion was so catastrophically powerful that even the barrier of holy power wielded by Holy King Hofen, Saint Olga, and hundreds of Priests trembled on the verge of collapse.

“H-Hold the line!”

Holy King Hofen, alarmed by the overwhelming clash of forces, urged the Holy Knights and Priests onward, determined not to let the barrier of holy power crumble.

“Damn it! Those cursed Monsters….”

Saint Olga, serving as the pillar maintaining the wall of holy power, drove her legs deep into the ground to anchor herself and endure.

“Aaaahhhhh!”
“T-The impact is too intense!”
“I can’t hold on any longer….”
“Gasp, this isn’t a battle for humans.”

Among the Holy Knights and Priests, those unable to withstand the shockwave unleashed by Raon and Rust began to collapse.
Yet because Olga held firm at the center, the barrier of holy power was spared from complete destruction.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Raon and Rust stood with their feet planted on the crumbling Battlefield, their blades locked against one another. Neither swordmaster was driven back by the tremendous explosion, and they continued their duel unabated.

‘Channeling the Demon Lord’s emotions is quite different.’

I narrowed my eyes as I observed the divine and demonic blades pushing back against Rust’s sword.

‘Powerful, but there’s a recoil.’

By channeling Wrath’s fury rather than emotions I had cultivated myself, my swordsmanship’s power and speed increased exponentially. Yet my body felt heavy as waterlogged cotton, and my flesh and spirit grew weary far faster than my technique grew stronger.
But my body felt heavy like water-logged cotton, and it seemed my body and mind were growing weary far more than my swordsmanship was improving.

“That’s impressive!”

Not only was Rust blushing, but she was shaking her head vigorously, her entire face flushed red.

“You’re the only one for me, Wrath!”

She cried out in exultation, declaring that only Wrath could make her this happy.

“Let’s keep dancing!”

The Pink Aura Entity bloomed above Rust’s eyes. She too seemed to be entering an awakened state, just like me.

“Very well. I’ll dance until this soul is completely worn away.”

I curled my lips upward and unleashed the opening technique of the Heavenly Thunder Art. The Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword became crimson and azure lightning, crashing down upon Rust’s head.

Crash!

Rust blocked both the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword, wreathed in celestial thunder, with nothing but a diagonal twist of her blade. She smacked her lips with satisfaction, then pivoted her ankle to unleash a sharp, ascending slash.

Clang!

I parried Rust’s fierce onslaught while deepening my smile.

‘I can see it. I can feel it.’

I felt Rust’s intentions—how, where, and with what emotion she would strike—far more vividly than before. Her feelings seeped into my soul through the blades themselves.

“Ahahahaha!”

Rust, unable to contain her excitement, burst into crystalline laughter and unleashed a barrage of sword techniques infused with her emotions.

Clang clang clang clang!

Though Raon and Rust possessed eyes of different colors, in this moment they swung their blades at each other with identical gleams, lost in true transcendence.

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-Tch!

Wrath, having just awakened, furrowed his brow deeply as he watched Raon and Rust, who had simultaneously entered a state of transcendence.

-Damn these bastards!

Until moments ago, Raon had been in a shallow state of awakening, easy enough to rouse. But now he had entered complete transcendence. No matter how much I tried to reach him, he would not wake.

-No, he didn’t respond before either.

I kept telling Raon to run away, but he didn’t answer at all. Normally he would have pushed me away, annoyed, but the fact that he didn’t even do that made it clear he had already entered an awakened state by then.
It was clear that he had entered an awakened state.

-Haaaaah….

Wrath gazed up at the sky and exhaled a long sigh.

-I have no idea how to handle this situation later.

Just thinking about the promises Raon made before made my head spin, and now that he’d called her his lover and even synchronized their sword dance with her, the thought of how Rust would come at him in the future sent chills down my spine.

-In any case, nothing ever gets resolved cleanly when I meet this bastard!

Wrath clutched his head and squeezed his eyes shut.

-I should have just eaten some bead ice cream and left this world….

When I opened my eyes again, recalling old memories.

Whoooosh!

I saw Rust and Raon pouring out their swordsmanship with utterly blissful expressions. They weren’t really fighting at all—it looked as though they were performing a synchronized sword dance together.

-Hmm….

Wrath let out a low groan as he watched Rust’s perpetually furrowed complexion bloom wide open.

-Damn that Raon—Rust’s emotions are bleeding into me too.

Whether it was because I shared a body with Raon, or because they were both in an awakened state and emotions scattered outward, I could feel exactly what Rust’s heart held, seeping into me in intimate detail.
I felt it.

-So deep and so profound.

A one-sided affection directed toward me. Yet that affection sought neither love in return nor my attention.
She was merely expressing her own heart. Because of this, I felt both melancholy and a strange pity.

-A short breath escaped me as I gazed up at the sky.

Wrath exhaled sharply, his eyes lifting toward the heavens.

-‘Merely’ a thing of the past—nothing more. Why does she chase me so relentlessly?

The catalyst that had driven Rust to truly pursue me. As memories of our shared past surfaced, a faint smile crossed my lips unbidden.

-If the opportunity arises later…

Wrath watched Rust, completely consumed by her awakening, wielding her blade with emotion burning within it, and a gentle smile graced his face.

-I shall have a proper discussion with you and the True Demon King about your circumstances.

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The sword dance between Raon and Rust, both consumed by their awakening, continued until the risen sun sank once more and darkness reclaimed the world.

Though the buildings and earth surrounding them had been reduced to dust and obliterated,
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the two remained suspended in the void, exchanging endless blade strikes against one another.

“When—when will this end!”

Holy King Hofen gnashed his teeth, his face aged by a decade in mere moments.

“Whoever wins, please just….”

He groaned, pleading for an end regardless of the outcome.
She let out a moan, urging him to finish.

“Silence!”

Saint Olga lifted her foot and kicked Holy King Hofen’s thigh.

“Raon has to win! If we lose after coming this far, we’re all dead!”

She cursed at him to stop spouting nonsense and focus on the Wall.

“Haaah….”
“W-we’ve truly reached our limit.”
“That’s right. W-we can’t hold on anymore….”
“What kind of monsters are these… Ugh!”
“I-I’m sorry….”

The Holy Knights and High Priests took turns maintaining the barrier of sacred power, but now they were reaching their limit, collapsing one by one.
As the High Priests lost consciousness, the Wall of sacred power, which had been maintained like tattered rags, shattered completely.

“D-dammit!”
“Haaaah!”

Olga and Hofen had also reached the limits of their stamina and mental fortitude, unable to hold on any longer, and the Wall crumbled.

“There’s no choice now! Everyone retreat! Gather those who’ve collapsed and get as far away as possible!”

Olga shouted for them to distance themselves from Raon and Rust, gathering the fallen Holy Knights and High Priests beside her.

“The civilians have finished evacuating, so run toward the South!”

Hofen didn’t flee immediately but instead guided the High Priests and Holy Knights out first.

However, contrary to the two’s worries, Raon and Rust no longer moved, remaining frozen in place.

“Huh…?”

Olga swallowed hard as she observed the motionless Raon and Rust.

“W-what….”

Just as she was about to approach Raon with trembling eyes.

“Like this….”

Rust drew a smile like a celestial maiden descending from the heavens, not that of a witch.

“I’ve never felt happiness like this since the moment I was born.”

She cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands, amazed that she could experience such an emotion.

[The True Demon King feels the same way.]

I sheathed the Heavenly Sword and the Mokryun Sword, their flames and frost now subsided, and nodded in acknowledgment.

[And I have come to understand what emotions dwell within your heart.]
“Really? Truly?”

Rust clasped her hands together, her eyes brimming with anticipation.

[However, that is something I cannot answer now. You understand that much, do you not?]

I spoke in vague terms, having a rough understanding that there was some history between Wrath and Rust.

-What, what is this!

Wrath burst forward in exasperation.

-What do you think you know to speak such nonsense!

He grabbed my collar and shook me, demanding I take it back.

“That’s right! Of course!”

Rust nodded emphatically, saying she understood perfectly.

“I can wait as long as it takes, whenever you need!”

She seemed in such high spirits from her awakening that she was prepared to grant any request or favor.

“Hmm….”

I observed Olga, Hofen, and the High Priests watching from beyond the shattered barrier of holy power, and nodded slightly.

‘It’s time to send her away.’

The show was reaching its finale, and the villain had to make her exit.

[Rust. This kingdom has friends of the True Demon King. Since you’ve caused unintended harm, pretend to leave and erase your presence completely.]

I nodded at Rust, mentioning that I had connections with the Shuper Holy Kingdom.

-No, don’t go!

Wrath waved his hand frantically at Rust.

-If you leave now, everything will go according to his plan….
“Ah!”

Rust let out a small cry, naturally unable to hear Wrath’s words.
She must have seen Saint Olga and Holy King Hofen several times while concealed, yet she seemed unable to remember them at all. Or rather, it appeared she forgot everything except for Wrath.

“I’m sorry. I was just blinded by him….”

Rust bowed her head to Saint Olga and Holy King Hofen, her eyes twisted as if she’d made a grave mistake.

“I’m truly sorry….”

With her voice drained of all strength, she offered her final apology before transforming into a Pink Aura Entity and completely erasing her presence.

“Huh…?”

Saint Olga blinked blankly, staring at the spot where Rust had vanished.

“What is this….”

Her jaw trembled as if she couldn’t believe what her own eyes had witnessed.

“The W-Witch used all her strength and died!”

Holy King Hofen raised both his hands, looking at me.

“Lord Raon defeated the Witch of Brainwashing!”

He roared, believing everything he had witnessed without question.

“Uwaaaaaaaaa!”
“This is the Sword Master! Who would dare face the Sword Master!”
“Did you see the Witch apologize? That person is invincible!”
“Yes! Even if the Demon Lords came, it wouldn’t matter!”
“Sword Master! Sword Master! Sword Master! Sword Master!”

The Holy Knights and High Priests also erupted in cheers, raising their weapons toward the sky as if they believed Rust had perished.

-What nonsense are you spouting!

Wrath shook his head vigorously.

-This fool was merely playing with Rust! Rust hasn’t died either!

He screamed for them to look properly, but his voice reached no one in this place.

‘Of course it would appear that way to their eyes.’

Rust still existed in this space, but only I could sense her presence.

‘Rust offered a genuinely sincere apology and disappeared as pink powder with a melancholic expression—naturally they would think she had exhausted her strength and died.’

Since Rust couldn’t act, I had subtly guided her into that sorrowful state, and it worked far better than expected. It seemed to be because she had fallen deeper for Wrath.

‘This is direction.’
-Direction my ass!

Wrath ground his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound.

-Because of you, the True Demon King’s life is ruined! Now what am I supposed to….

He was about to demand I take responsibility.

“Sword Master! Sword Master! Sword Master! Sword Master!”
“The arrival of a true hero!”
“Uooooooooo!”

The Shuper Holy Kingdom proclaimed itself heroic, calling out the names of the Heavenly Sword and Raon in succession.

-This thing isn’t a hero at all! It’s a heartless ghost without blood or tears!

Wrath wailed at the people, flailing his hands wildly.

-I’m telling you, he’s just a con artist! And that Witch isn’t even dead—she’s still clinging to his side!

The creature seemed genuinely aggrieved, tears already welling up in his eyes.

‘It’s not working. I’ll buy you pearl ice cream later. Just hold on for now….’

That was when I tried to comfort Wrath and reach out to pat his head.

[You fought against Lust.]
[You enlightened and awakened Lust.]
[You have achieved a great Achievement.]
[All stats…..]
[Traits…..]

The awakening alongside Rust must have been a tremendous Achievement, as reward messages appeared immediately.

-Ah….

The moment Wrath saw the messages floating before his eyes, the tears that had been
dangling from his lashes fell with a plop.

-This damned thing!

He let out a curse infused with more emotion than he’d ever expressed before.

-What did the True Demon King do wrong?! Why subject me to such trials?!
‘Oh.’

I let out an exclamation upon hearing Wrath’s cry.

‘You’ve awakened too? Your emotions seem good?’
-You crazy bastard! Shut up!

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