The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1148

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Chapter 1148

“…And that is how I came to receive the Dragons’ support.”

I stood upon the platform, lowering my chin as I observed the executives of Zigheart.

“Barthius and the other Dragons are still ancient dragons, but they are those who approach the status of the next Lord. Their martial prowess is exceptional, and they command considerable followers. They will undoubtedly prove invaluable in the wars to come.”

I relayed everything that had transpired to the executives.

“Dragons…?”

Karun’s eyes widened sharply like a hawk’s, his expression one of astonishment at my words.

“Did you just say you received the Dragons’ support?”

Valdemar blinked his large, dragon-like eyes.

“Don’t those creatures view us as nothing but insects?”

He raised his voice, questioning how I had managed to secure the Dragons’ backing.

“I’ve heard that Dragons these days breathe fire at humans first and ask questions later. Not merely conversation, but to actually gain their support…”

Serena, the Master of the Gonggeom Unit, let out an incredulous laugh despite having heard it directly.

“How on earth did you manage this?”

She tilted her head slightly, asking me to explain the method by which I had persuaded the Dragons.

“Dragons’ support this time? Every summons to the Audience Chamber brings fresh surprises.”
“Right. I thought it would be nothing special, but this is truly shocking.”
“He’s not the Head of House’s grandson for nothing.”
“That’s not because he’s the Head of House’s grandson. The Master of Gwangpung Hall himself is simply that extraordinary.”

The other executives shook their heads in astonishment at me, who had secured the Dragons’ support.

“Raon. Did you have a drink with the Dragon or something?”

Aris Zigheart grinned and tapped Raon’s shoulder playfully.

“Tell us the secret too. We might be able to use it.”

She winked, asking how he’d become so close with the Dragon.

Gulp.

The others swallowed dryly, their eyes fixed on Raon, curious about how he’d earned the Dragons’ support. The entire Audience Chamber fell silent, like a library.

“Ahem! Cough!”

Only Glen Zigheart broke the silence, his face flushed red as he coughed repeatedly.

“It’s simple.”

Raon met the executives’ gazes calmly and nodded.

“I became close with them after fighting the Dragons.”

He nodded slightly, saying it had simply happened by chance.

“It’s always coincidence with you!”

Valdemar tapped his own chest in frustration.

“Does all the world’s fortune follow only you?”

He shook his head vigorously, saying this wasn’t something one could achieve through luck alone.

-It is fortune indeed….

Wrath let out a deep sigh.

-In all the ages this True Demon King has lived, I’ve never seen anyone blessed with fortune like this.

He shook his head in disbelief, saying he’d never encountered a being so favored by heavenly destiny as this one.

“That’s true. It would be difficult to achieve such results through luck alone.”
“Could they have come because of his reputation?”
“That’s right. They said they recognized Sword Emperor Raon Zigheart from the start.”
“So even Dragons care about a name’s worth. I mustn’t grow complacent now.”

The executives interpreted Raon’s words as they pleased, naturally elevating his achievements and reputation.

“Kkhehehehe… *cough cough!* *hack hack!*”

Glen was delighted at the spreading favor toward Raon among the executives, releasing a series of fake coughs before actually succumbing to a real fit. A rare sight indeed—a Transcendent, and one standing at the pinnacle of the Continent, being overcome by a mere cough.

“Sigh…”

Sheryl exhaled a weary sigh, climbed onto the platform, handed Glen a handkerchief, and patted his back.

-Tsk, that incorrigible old geezer…

Wrath released an identical sigh to Sheryl’s and shook his head in disapproval.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen simply smiled warmly, clearly pleased with the current atmosphere, as he looked between Raon and Glen in turn.

“Oh! Wait a moment!”

Aris raised her hand high.

“The Dragons’ support counts toward the successor test, right?”

She grinned, suggesting that even though the number of supporters was small, they should still be included.

“D-Dragons too?”

Valdemar narrowed his eyes sharply.

“Isn’t that a bit ambiguous? After all, they’re not human.”

He rolled his eyes slightly, as if hoping it wouldn’t be allowed.

“Dragons are living beings that exist on the Continent, so it seems possible….”

Serena stroked her chin, suggesting that it would be better to count them as supporters instead.

“Why are you questioning something so obvious?”

Karun narrowed his eyes as he looked at Valdemar.

“The Head of House gave us a trial, telling us to find supporters who would follow him and back him up. The Dragons said they would participate in the war following the Gwangpung Jeonju, and they even offered to reveal the location of the Lord….”

He gazed at Raon, who stood calmly, with an expression of pride.

“Those Dragons certainly have the qualifications to be counted among the supporters.”

Karun shook his head, saying there was no reason to dispute what was already settled.

“Well, if that’s how it is, then so be it. I wasn’t trying to stop it! I was just curious! Yeah! Just curious!”

Valdemar waved his pot-lid-like hands, insisting he had no intention of objecting.

“….”

I watched Karun subtly pressuring Valdemar. With my arms crossed, I closed my eyes as if to say I had merely stated the obvious.

-Is that guy really the same person?

Wrath shook his head in disbelief.

-I know humans change gradually, but that great king’s eyes look like his soul has been completely replaced.

He exhaled in wonder at a transformation that went beyond mere surprise.

-Then perhaps he hasn’t changed at all. Maybe this is Karun’s true nature.

I felt that Karun’s true essence was that of an upright swordsman, just as he appeared now, even though he had once walked down a wrong path.

“Cough, cough!”

Glen barely suppressed his cough and cleared his throat.

“That’s right. Even though they’re few in number, since we’ve gained the support of dragons vying for the next Lord position, it’s only proper to include them in the trials.”

He nodded calmly while looking at Karun.

“And to the Gwangpung Jeonju who brought those dragons to our side, I grant the authority to enter Zigheart’s Treasury three times.”

Glen Zigheart had instruction scheduled a month later, so this time he bestowed the authority to enter the Treasury as a reward.

The other swordmasters nodded as if it were a natural reward.

Thud.

Glen Zigheart rose quietly from the Jade Throne and walked to the edge of the Platform.

“Following the Holy Sword Association and various factions, even the dragons have become our strength. However, as you all know, our enemies are formidable.”

Glen Zigheart lifted his chin, emanating the sharp and fierce aura of the Northern Destruction King as if he had never shown any strange behavior.

“In one year, stake your lives and hone your blades to protect yourselves, your comrades, and your families.”

He revealed the magnificent presence of a great soul so that the morale of the executives, elevated thanks to Raon, could burn even brighter.

“Yes!”

The executives of Zigheart, including Karun, felt the great presence of the soul Glen Zigheart displayed and let out a roar that seemed to shake the Audience Chamber itself.

‘Derus Robert.’

Raon looked at the executives of Zigheart, who emanated fighting spirit exceeding that of Balrog, and recalled the face of Derus Robert, whom he despised.

‘No matter what schemes you devise, it doesn’t matter.’

I’ll tear them all down together with these people.

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After leaving the Audience Chamber, Raon headed directly to the 5th Training Ground.

“Haaaah!”

The swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall swung their blades fiercely, their bodies drenched in sweat as if their stamina had been completely drained.
Normally, it wouldn’t have been strange to see a few of them resting and chatting, but now not a single person was taking a break—everyone was focused entirely on their training.

“Not bad at all.”

I settled onto the platform with a subtle smile, observing how much the swordsmen’s skills had improved over the past week.

-Hmm, it’s hard to believe it’s only been a week. Their growth is remarkable.

Wrath nodded in agreement, noting that the swordsmen had indeed changed dramatically over the past seven days.

“It’s because of you.”

Dogyae approached from behind with a sigh.

“They’re training like madmen so they don’t miss the opportunity to receive sword instruction from the Head of House.”

He let out a hollow laugh, saying the swordsmen hadn’t slept at all during the entire week.

“If they’d trained like this from the beginning, all the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen would have become Grand Masters.”
“Um…”

I glanced back slightly, blinking in confusion.

“Chief Steward, why are you swinging a sword as well…?”

Dogyae was still swinging his blade while speaking to me. I couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly at the sight.

“Didn’t you say you’d teach anyone with potential? Then I qualify too!”

Dogyae furrowed his brow, clearly unwilling to miss the opportunity to receive instruction from Glen.

“W-well, I suppose that’s true…”

I nodded awkwardly. I was both amazed and bewildered to see Dogyae—who had shown interest in nothing but gambling and alcohol—displaying such determination.

“I’m not the only one doing this.”

Dogyae pointed his finger toward the end of the Training Ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Sword Emperor and the War King were exchanging blades and swords. It was a sight I often saw them display like a married couple’s quarrel, but today felt different.

Crash! Crash! Crash!

The two of them refrained from using aura, but they poured out lethal martial techniques at each other as if intent on killing.

“Those two also move over there immediately after the children finish their training and practice through the night.”

Dogyae furrowed his brow, saying that the Sword Emperor and War King genuinely wanted to receive Glen’s instruction. He seemed annoyed that his rivals had increased.

“I see.”

I swept my gaze across the 5th Training Ground again and curled my lips upward.

‘I can definitely feel them paying attention to me.’

The swordsmen were stealing glances at me even as they trained. They seemed to hope I would notice them and offer my help.

-Your twisted expression tells me you’re plotting something strange again.

Wrath trembled his shoulders, saying I looked like I was about to do something dirty.

‘Perhaps.’

I smiled faintly and clapped my hands softly.

“Hmm, someone’s stance is a bit too high?”

I didn’t specify who I was referring to—I simply let the remark about the stance being too high slip out.

Whoosh!

Before my words even finished, every swordsman in the 5th Training Ground lowered their stance.

“Is… is this enough?”
“This should be right?”
“I did think it was a bit high!”

Burren, Martha, and Crain lowered their stances and turned their eyes toward me.

“Hup!”
“Hmm!”

The Sword Emperor and War King paused their fight and exchanged blades and swords with lowered stances.

“Ahem, actually, this is the stance I was aiming for.”

Even Dogyae beside them bent his knees slightly and brought his sword down.

“Ah, I was mistaken. Just extending your arms fully would be better.”

Raon muttered that he had misspoken and offered different advice instead.

Whoooosh!

The moment those words left his mouth, every swordsman in the Training Ground extended their arms and unfolded their techniques.

“I think you need more power in your front foot.”

Each time he offered advice, the entire Training Ground stirred greatly and the swordsmen’s stances shifted dramatically. The people’s response was so incredibly responsive that I nearly burst into laughter without realizing it.

“The front foot! That’s it!”
“Right. You need to put power in your legs to go on the offensive!”
“Precise advice.”

Dogyae, the Sword Emperor, and the War King—all without exception—were tracking me with their gazes.

“Snore…”

The only one in the 5th Training Ground not paying attention to Raon’s words was Lunan, sleeping while leaning against a tree.

“Sigh.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, bowing my head deeply.

‘Is this what power tastes like?’

Somehow, I’d gained the power to control every swordmaster of Zigheart.

-Haaa….

Wrath let out a long sigh, saying he’d expected this from me.

-This bastard should’ve lived alone and eaten dirt his whole life…

He shook his head vigorously, saying the situation itself made no sense.

-Why is your luck so absurdly good!

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I hummed a tune as I headed toward the Annex Building.

‘This is fun.’

Having relieved my stress on the Gwangpung swordmasters, my body and mind felt light as feathers.

-You ghostly bastard….

Wrath let out a hollow laugh, utterly bewildered.

-I never knew humans could toy with humans like this.

He was grateful he didn’t belong to Gwangpung, squinting his eyes shut.

-But who will you actually select?

Wrath nodded with a serious tone.

-Learning from your old master is truly a grand opportunity. You’re so easily swayed by that clumsy display of power.

He furrowed his brow, insisting that the personnel selection be done properly.

‘As I mentioned before, Karun and Aris are confirmed. Looking at it now, it seems the Sword Emperor and War King should join us as well.’
-The True Demon King shares that sentiment.

Wrath nodded calmly.

-If those two grow even slightly, they could shake the battlefield considerably.
‘Exactly.’

I recalled the martial prowess of the Sword Emperor and War King that I’d witnessed today, savoring the thought.

‘If both of them grow, it will be a tremendous asset.’

I had recently acquired several fortuitous opportunities and surpassed the realm of the Sword Emperor and War King by a modest margin.
If those two could ascend to my current level under Glen’s guidance, we could change much in the war that would unfold a year from now.

‘As for the rest….’

I furrowed my brow, arms crossed.

‘I need to observe them a bit longer. For now, it would be Burren, Martha, and Lunan, but….’

I was about to list the executives’ names one by one.

Whoooosh!

A gaze so sharp it sent chills down my spine. I felt the sensation of someone staring directly at me from behind.

Gulp.

I swallowed dryly and turned around. But there was no one nearby. No, my senses couldn’t detect anyone at all.

“What is this….”

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