The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1144

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Chapter 1144

“Why, why is a Dragon here!”

Holy King Hofen’s face drained of color as he was caught off guard by the Dragon’s sudden appearance.

“Damn it! First the Witch leaves, and now a Dragon shows up?”

Saint Olga glared at the sky with visible irritation, grinding her teeth.

“….”

I gripped the Heavenly Sword and observed the colossal Dragon blocking out the sky.

‘Golden scales.’

A cursed Gold Dragon, then.

The Dragon was covered entirely in golden scales that resembled my own hair color. I couldn’t fathom why every Gold Clan member I encountered seemed to be so insufferably unlucky.

‘The absence of air disturbance suggests it used spatial displacement.’

The Dragon had appeared suddenly without any warning signs. However, the twisted mana flow I’d sensed in the high sky moments earlier made it clear it had arrived via spatial displacement.

-That be true, lad.

Wrath nodded, gazing up at the Gold Dragon’s belly.

-Even the True Demon King sensed the mana distortion.
‘I felt it too. But it doesn’t seem like ordinary spatial displacement.’

For such a massive body to traverse space with only a faint mana signature detectable suggested this Dragon possessed exceptional magical prowess.

Moreover, the Shuper Holy Kingdom had defensive barriers powered by holy force to block teleportation magic, yet this Dragon had pierced through them—making it clear this was no ordinary Dragon.

‘Its magical ability isn’t the only thing that’s peculiar—its essence is strange too.’

While it doesn’t match the Gold Dragon in size, its mana reserves exceed even that of an ancient dragon.

Having encountered and fought countless dragons over time, I could now estimate their approximate age and strength merely by observing their body and wing dimensions.
This dragon was colossal enough to blot out the sky itself, yet it had not yet ascended to the ranks of the ancient dragons.

Curiously, despite not being an ancient dragon, this Gold Dragon possessed mana reserves that rivaled or exceeded them. The sheer purity and vastness of its mana—as if nature itself were moving—unsettled me deeply.

-Your assessment is correct.

Wrath narrowed his eyes in agreement with my observation.

-That lizard has accumulated considerable mana for its age. Quite…

He licked his lips slowly while gazing at the dragon.

-It looks delicious! Since it hasn’t aged much, the meat should be tender and succulent!

Wrath raised both arms and danced, eagerly suggesting we quickly sever the dragon’s neck, roast it, and devour it.

“Raon.”
“Raon!”

Evelyn and Dorian, sensing the dragon’s presence, rushed to my side.

“We were just about to leave, and now a dragon appears…”

Dorian clutched his head, lamenting that nothing had been easy lately.

“It’s likely because the demonic aura spread outward from my battle with Rust.”

I furrowed my brow slightly, recalling the combat with Rust.

“The barrier of holy power couldn’t completely contain that energy.”

Holy King Hofen, Olga, the holy knights, and the priests had endured to their limits, but ultimately the barrier of holy power shattered.
Since the barrier had already cracked beforehand, it wasn’t particularly strange for a dragon to sense Rust’s authority and demonic aura.

What was truly peculiar was that the dragons appeared now, not during the battle with Rust itself.

“That dragon seems a bit unusual, doesn’t it?”

Evelyn brushed back her hair as she observed the Dragon, sensing something similar to what I felt.

“U-Unusual or not! We need to deal with it quickly! It might unleash a breath attack!”

Dorian drew his sword with trembling hands, insisting we eliminate the Dragon before the Holy Kingdom collapsed further.

-The coward finally speaks sense!

Wrath let out an exclamation while looking at Dorian.

-Excellent! Sever that lizard’s neck and present it to the True Demon King!
“We should eliminate it as quickly as possible.”

Olga raised her fists infused with holy power, determined to kill the Dragon at maximum speed.

“Wait.”

I raised my arm to simultaneously stop Dorian and Olga.

“That dragon….”

I shook my head while observing the Dragon’s eyes as it bent toward the ground.

“It doesn’t seem to have any intention of fighting right now.”

If that Dragon had intended to attack us, using a breath attack immediately after teleporting would have been the optimal strategy.
But unlike Lord or the other high Dragons, this one simply hovered in the sky, observing us.

-So you’re going to let it go?

Wrath narrowed his blue eyes.

-That’s absolutely unacceptable! You must capture and roast it no matter what!

He shook his head vigorously, saying this was a rare opportunity for dragon roasting that had come after a long time.

‘I have no intention of roasting it immediately though.’

Since the Lords and Gold Dragons had abandoned the Lair and gone into hiding, I naturally had no intention of letting this dragon that had conveniently appeared escape.

‘I need to capture it first….’

It was at that moment when I reached for the Heavenly Sword to sever the Gold Dragon’s wings.

Whoooosh!

Four magical circles materialized around the Gold Dragon, and from within them emerged creatures of different races—elves, dwarves, orcs, and goblins, each displaying distinct coloration.

“Those things….”

Evelyn furrowed her brow as she observed the four races that had appeared around the Gold Dragon.

“They’re all dragons.”

She spread her fingers, explaining that the dragons had each transformed into an elf, dwarf, orc, and goblin.

“Right. They appear to be of similar ages as well.”

The four newly emerged dragons, like the Gold Dragon, appeared to be mature dragons with few ancient ones remaining, and each possessed considerable mana reserves.

“F-five….”

Dorian trembled, his jaw quivering at the realization that the dragon count had increased to five.

“Those are all dragons?”

Holy King Hofen swallowed hard, his expression one of shock.

“W-we should evacuate immediately….”
“It’s fine this time.”

Olga stepped forward to stop Holy King Hofen.

“Look at that man’s expression. He’s composed. Even with five ancient dragons, he can handle them, right?”

She read the calm light in my eyes and curved her lips into a soft smile.

Five! There are five lizards!

Wrath smacked his lips with relish at the prospect of increased prey.

With five of them around, roast one of them!

He waved his hand, instructing them to sear one with the Manhwagong’s flames.

‘Well, that’s not a bad idea either.’

I drew a cool smile and nodded in agreement.

‘With five of them, after all.’

When there was only one Dragon, I had intended to capture it alive to extract information. But with five of them, it seemed reasonable to kill three and capture two to interrogate for intelligence.

“Evelyn, block the Dragons so they can’t escape.”

I waved my hand at Evelyn, issuing the command.

“Got it! Just give me a moment!”
[Those lizards….]

As Evelyn nodded and was about to deploy her magic, Rust’s voice echoed from within the pink aura.

[They seem to be lizards that came following my scent. I’ll handle them.]

Rust spoke in a chillingly cold voice, offering to take care of them herself. The Demon Lords truly seemed to regard Dragons as nothing more than lizards or moving food.

[No, I’ll do it.]

It was the moment I moved to sever the Gold Dragon’s neck myself.

[Are you Raon Zigheart?]

A telepathic message came from the Gold Dragon. Though cold and sharp, unlike the Dragons I had encountered before, it carried no hatred toward humans.

[Follow me. You don’t want to harm other humans either, do you?]

He tilted his chin slightly, beckoning me to follow, then soared toward the Northern Mountain that supported the Shuper Holy Kingdom.

-Insolent!

Wrath swung his fist with fierce intensity.

-A lizard dares to command us? Just sever its neck already!

He shook his head, insisting I cut off the dragon’s tail immediately.

[Are you going to let that slide? How arrogant.]

Rust’s voice dropped low, clearly displeased with the dragon’s behavior and words.

‘They make quite the pair.’

Looking at it this way, Wrath and Rust’s way of thinking seemed remarkably similar. They appeared to be a better match than I’d expected.

“Let’s follow him for now.”

I nodded briefly and sheathed the Heavenly Sword, which I’d drawn halfway.

“F-Follow him, you say?”

Dorian’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

“It could be a trap.”

Olga furrowed her brow as if questioning my judgment.

“I can disarm any trap.”

Evelyn shook her head, mana coalescing in both her hands.

“Do as you wish.”

She smiled as if to say it didn’t matter what I decided.

“Those dragons….”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he observed the dragons, who seemed to assume he would naturally follow them, not even glancing back.

“They don’t seem eager to fight right away.”
“H-how did you know that?”

Dorian blinked blankly.

“Just a hunch.”

Through mana messages—the communication ability known as Resonance—one could discern subtle traces of emotion. The dragon emanated a cold, composed presence, yet I detected no malice intent on my absolute destruction.

“I’ll contact you later.”

Raon waved to Saint Olga and Holy King Hofen before heading toward the Northern Mountain in pursuit of the dragon.

“W-wait for me!”

Dorian muttered nervously but sprinted at full speed to keep pace with Raon.

“See you later.”

Evelyn waved lightly before dissolving into light and vanishing.

“Raon has protected Shuper once again….”

Holy King Hofen clasped his hands together, gazing around the Garden now bathed in sunlight.

“He truly is a mysterious man.”

He let out a hollow laugh, noting that Raon hadn’t changed one bit since their first meeting.

“Wouldn’t you agree?”
“…”

Saint Olga didn’t respond to Holy King Hofen’s words, instead gazing intently in the direction Raon had departed.

“Saint?”
“I’m going too!”

She bit her lip with determination and rushed toward the Northern Mountain.

“What? Why!”
“He could get hurt!”

Saint Olga ran without looking back, saying she had to go to treat Raon in case he sustained injuries.

“Ah….”

Holy King Hofen shook his head, recalling how Raon had turned the Northern Center District into a wasteland.

“No matter how I look at it, the dragons are going to get decimated….”

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Thud.

I stood atop an unnamed Mountain Peak and gazed toward the opposite summit.

Uuuuuuuung!

The Gold Dragon observed me from the high sky, then slowly descended wrapped in radiant light.

-Now is the time! Just cut it down!
‘I’ll feed you later. Just wait a moment.’

I pushed Wrath aside and fixed my gaze on the brilliant golden radiance.

Whoooosh!

The dragon, larger than the mountain itself, emerged from the magnificent light as a golden-haired, blue-eyed youth. Outwardly, he appeared little different from a human.

Thud thud thud!

Behind him, the Elf, Dwarf, Orc, and Goblin who had been floating in the sky also descended. Though they retained the physical characteristics of their respective races, a savage predator’s aura emanated from within them.

“Why did you summon me to this place?”

I gazed at the Gold Dragon while placing my hand on the Heavenly Sword. Since I sensed no goodwill from him, I was prepared to strike immediately if I chose my words poorly.

-Why ask? Obviously he’s looking for a fight!

Wrath wrinkled his nose, muttering that all lizards were the same.

“Two days ago, was your opponent in that battle a Demon Lord?”

As expected, the Dragon seemed to know about my battle with Rust.

“Before asking such things, shouldn’t you reveal who you are first?”
“Hmm….”

The Gold Dragon furrowed his brow as if angered by the human’s point.

“What? Does it offend you to be questioned by a mere insect?”

I narrowed my eyes and tightened my grip on the Heavenly Sword. Based on the behavior patterns of the Dragons I’d encountered so far, he would surely rage about my insolence now. It seemed the time to roast lizard stew was approaching, just as Wrath had said.

“My apologies.”

Yet the Gold Dragon simply placed his hand over his chest and closed his eyes briefly, as if acknowledging his own mistake.

“I am Barthius, the Patriarch of the Gold Clan.”

He introduced himself with a slight nod of his chin.

-Huh? Why would he….

Wrath’s mouth fell open, clearly having never anticipated such a response.

“And behind me are the Patriarchs of the Red, Black, Blue, and White Clans respectively.”

Barthius introduced not only himself but also the Dragons standing behind him.

“I want to fight that human.”
“Hello!”
“So that’s Raon Zigheart….”
“One of only six humans with the highest danger rating.”

The dragons observed me with varying reactions according to their individual temperaments.

“I’ll ask again. Did you fight a Demon Lord?”

Barthius posed the question about the Demon Lords once more.

“What if I did?”

The very fact that he was asking meant he already knew, so I answered without deception.

[Stupid lizards. I’m not a Demon Lord!]

Rust scoffed at the dragons’ failure to recognize me.

-Something’s arrogant about this.
[I’ll just sweep them away!]
[No, please just stay quiet!]

I restrained Wrath and Rust, then turned my gaze back to the dragon.

“So you drove the Demon Lord away.”

Barthius exhaled a turbid sigh and twisted his mouth. It was a sneer, but it didn’t seem directed at me.

“A truly absurd era—where necessary tasks go undone and things that should never happen come to pass.”

He let out a scoff toward someone or perhaps himself, then slowly lifted his gaze.

“What are you trying to say?”

I narrowed my eyes at Barthius.

“I came here to recognize you—Raon Zigheart.”

Barthius raised his hand with deliberate, almost tedious slowness.

“Can you show us hope?”

I sensed a competitive spirit emanating from him—a desire for battle. Unlike the other dragons, there was no murderous intent, yet his will burned hot enough to melt aura itself.

“In exchange, if I win, you’ll tell me everything.”

I pointed the Heavenly Sword at Barthius and nodded with arrogant confidence.

“It won’t take long.”

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