The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1152

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Chapter 1152

“Mm.”

I closed my mouth again, bearing the weight of the swordsmen’s gazes—so intense they practically burned with heat.

‘I feel like I’m suffocating under their expectations.’

The swordsmen had poured their entire bodies and minds into training over the past month, so naturally they gazed at me with eyes gleaming with the certainty that they would be chosen.

‘I wish I could take care of all of them.’

Most of those bright, hopeful eyes would soon dim, and though it wasn’t my fault, I felt apologetic.

Especially since it wasn’t just about effort—talent and fortune also played a role,
making it even harder to justify.

‘Their current level of mastery matters too.’

If they received Glen’s guidance, the possibility of breaking through the Wall was tremendous, so selecting those at the peak of Master rank rather than early Grand Master was the right approach.
Because of this, some with both skill and talent would inevitably be left behind. I resolved to look after them separately later.

-The world has always been unfair, after all.

Wrath waved his hand, questioning why I was thinking so hard about it.

-Especially when fortune is so crucial.

He nodded, saying it was pure luck that I’d reached the pinnacle of my realm at this point in time.

-You of all people should know best how important fortune is!

Wrath emphasized the word “fortune” twice, staring at me intently.

‘That’s true enough.’

I let out a quiet laugh and lifted my head.

“Come on, Joker! Tell us already! I’m dying of suspense here!”

Valdemar pounded his own chest, insisting that this had to be the one.

“I’ll handle it myself! Leave me alone!”

Aris Zigheart smacked the back of Valdemar’s head, telling him not to rush her.

“P-please, Master! Hurry! Please!”

Crain was drooling from his mouth just like Valdemar, begging me to speak faster.
He seemed half-mad with anticipation.

“Don’t be shameless.”

Burren Zigheart sighed and covered Crain’s mouth. Yet even he couldn’t tear his eyes away from me, clearly eager to hear the result.

“Wait. The results are already decided anyway.”

Martha spoke calmly, yet her hands trembled slightly and an awkward smile crossed her face.

“Kororo….”

Lunan Slion was dozing again today, nodding off while standing. I couldn’t fathom how she could sleep so soundly in that position. She wasn’t just compatible with Sloth—she had become the very queen of laziness.

“….”

Karun Zigheart said nothing, simply standing with his arms crossed, gazing at the platform. He didn’t even seem to harbor expectations of being selected.

“Phew.”

I slowly steadied my breathing and lifted my chin.

“First, Karun Zigheart and Aris Zigheart. These two. I selected them because I believe that if they overcome the wall before their eyes, they will be fully capable of defeating the transcendents of the Realm.”

I announced Karun and Aris’s names first and explained my reasons for choosing them.

“As expected of our nephew!”

Aris clapped her hands loudly, pleased that I had the sense to choose her.

“Me…?”

Karun’s eyes widened as if he hadn’t expected to be selected at all.

“Why…?”

He let out a thin groan, unable to comprehend why he—positioned as a rival to me—had been chosen.

‘Why indeed.’

I smiled faintly as I watched the bewildered Karun.

‘Because you’ve changed.’

Karun had transcended beyond merely abandoning jealousy and stubbornness—he had been reborn as a man of integrity. Since he had changed, it was only natural that how I regarded him would change as well.

“It’s only natural with Aris and Karun.”
“Right. It would be strange if they weren’t chosen.”
“That much was settled. Let’s see who’s next!”

The swordsmen nodded, as if they too had anticipated that Aris and Karun would be selected.

“Next…”

I called out the next name without answering Karun’s question.

“Sword Emperor Sieran and War King Yuber. These two currently serve as instructors in the Gwangpung Hall and rank among the highest of the transcendents. I believe that if they continue to grow beyond their current level, they will become invaluable assets in the coming war.”

I announced the names of the Sword Emperor and War King for the second time, explaining my reasoning for their selection to everyone present.

“Woohoo! That’s me!”
“All those nights of training have paid off.”

Sword Emperor Sieran bounced excitedly like a child, raising her hand high, while War King Yuber nodded in satisfaction, pleased that his nights of training had borne fruit.

“The Sword Emperor and War King seniors should naturally be selected as well.”
“Right. With those two, they could even stop the Archangel.”
“It’s a blessing that the Sword Emperor and War King have come to Zigheart.”

The swordsmen lined up in the Training Ground nodded in understanding of why Raon had chosen the Sword Emperor and War King.

“Ahem!”

Glen nodded his head broadly, pleased that the people were acknowledging Raon’s selection.

“It seems like he can do no wrong now.”

Sheryl sighed as she watched Glen.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen simply laughed cheerfully, clearly enjoying the atmosphere.

“Next, from Gwangpung Hall: Burren Zigheart, Martha Zigheart, Lunan Slion, Mark Goeten, Trevin Zigheart. From the Central Intelligence Agency: Toribis Zigheart, Sipren Leorn. From Jinmu Hall:…”

I called out the names of those holding executive positions in each Military Force Division for the third time.

“These individuals currently possess power at the Grand Master Advanced level or above. I selected them because they can definitely reach the peak level, or if fortune favors them, they might even touch transcendence.”

Grand Master Advanced and peak level were entirely different realms, and I had observed that several of them showed the potential to cross the Grand Master barrier and reach transcendence, which is why I chose them.

“Next, I will introduce promising talents who are still inexperienced but will soon blossom. From Gwangpung Hall: Dorian Sepia, Crain….”

I carefully called out the names of those whose current power was modest but who possessed potential and talent.

“…and Utaben from the Gonggeom Unit. I believe some of you may wonder why these individuals were selected. However, once you see the results afterward, you will be able to accept it.”

I said I would show them through results and nodded slightly.

“So it wasn’t just Gwangpung Hall being selected?”
“Right. The Central Intelligence Agency and Jinmu Hall have quite a few people too.”
“I heard they picked one person each from the Organization and Unit as well, not just the Hall.”
“Toribis and Sipren are famous, but someone like Utaben—when did he even see all of them?”
“That’s why he’s not just the Sword Emperor for nothing.”

The swordsmen nodded blankly, seemingly impressed by Raon’s broad perspective.
They were particularly astonished that he knew not only the talented individuals from Gwangpung Hall, but also those from other factions with such precision.

“What a shame….”
“I know. We worked hard.”
“But looking at who got selected, there’s nothing to say.”
“I feel the same way. They’re worthy of the Head of House’s guidance.”

Most people clicked their tongues, acknowledging that while it was unfortunate, the selection made sense.

“Damn it! I even quit drinking!”

Dogwe Harrian Zigheart trembled his hands, which had finally stopped shaking after a month without alcohol, as if lamenting the wasted effort.

“Me, I’m not selected? What does this mean! I’m not there!”

Unlike Karun, Valter Zigheart was flustered by his name’s absence and shook his head frantically.

“….”

Serena Calvin nodded calmly, as if she had anticipated this outcome.

“Originally….”

I drew a deep breath and tightened my jaw.

“I had no intention of selecting anyone else, but after witnessing a month of effort, sincerity, and potential, I have chosen to recruit a small number of additional candidates.”

At my words, the eyes of the swordsmen who had resigned themselves to disappointment and sighed suddenly rekindled with hope.

“Dogwe Harrian Zigheart, Gonggeom Unit Commander Serena Calvin, and Jinmu Hall Master Valter Zigheart.”

I called out the three names while revealing a composed gaze.

“These three individuals possess unwavering loyalty to the Family, and though each has a different distance remaining, they have all approached the Wall of Transcendence, so I have selected them based on their future potential.”

Valter Zigheart, despite his arrogant demeanor, had spent all his time training. The reason he had failed to gather more supporters was precisely because of this dedication.

Serena Calvin possesses deeper loyalty to the Family than anyone else here. She always fights with her life on the line and shows consideration for others—with such resolve, she seemed more than capable of transcending the wall.

Dogyae, too, no longer spent his time on alcohol and gambling as before. Instead, he focused on his own training to develop the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen, and his martial power grew dramatically. At this point, crossing the Wall was not an impossible feat for him.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Our nephew, as expected!”

Valdemar clenched his fists, pleased that I recognized his worth.

“Thank you.”

Serena, equally excited with a flush coloring her cheeks, bowed her head to me.

“R-Raon….”

Dogyae’s eyes glistened with tears, moved by the fact that I had accepted him after he’d given up. It was an expression I’d never seen from him before.

“Finally, considering only talent, I have selected two more individuals.”

I drew a deep breath and turned my gaze away from the Training Ground toward the Spectator Stands.

“Sylvia Zigheart, Sia Zigheart.”

I called out two names that no one present could have anticipated.

“What? Sylvia and Sia….”
“They’re the mother and sister of the Room of Self!”
“Why those two?”

The swordsmen blinked blankly, as if they hadn’t even considered such a possibility.

“Talent, you say. Well….”

Aris nodded as if she understood.

“Their talent surpasses anyone else here except for Raon.”

She nodded, understanding my choice.

“That’s not wrong!”

Valdemar also flicked his fist, understanding why I had chosen those two.

“R-Raon! What are you….”
“Huh? I got picked?”

Sylvia stammered in confusion, while Sia beamed with joy at the prospect of training with me, raising her hand eagerly.

-Are you seriously insane?

Wrath thrust his face forward in exasperation.

-Why are you calling that woman and the little brat!
‘Derus Robert will definitely spread the flames of war all the way to the Zigheart.’

I shook my head calmly.

‘Most of the swordsmen will be deployed outside, so there aren’t many people who can defend this place.’

Derus Robert would attack Zigheart no matter what, even in the midst of an ambush.
When most of the Military Force Division was deployed outside, only Sylvia and Sia had the ability to protect this place.
By nurturing these two, I could save many residents of Zigheart—this was the obvious choice.

-Well… I suppose that makes sense.

Wrath let out a pained sigh, acknowledging the logic.

“Gwangpung Hall has quite a few, but the other side has even more than expected.”
“The selections look good, but isn’t it too many?”
“Right. Can we even teach all of them?”
“It’ll be hard to give guidance even once a day.”

The swordsmen seemed satisfied with the individuals chosen, but frowned at the sheer number of recruits.

“That concludes it.”

I announced the end and descended from the platform, turning my gaze toward Glen Zigheart.

“Ahem!”

Glen Zigheart let out a satisfied cough, his earlobes flushed red with evident pleasure at his selections.

“The Gwangpung Jeonju selected more candidates than anticipated, but since we didn’t set a fixed number from the start, there’s nothing to be done about it.”

He rose from the Jade Throne and approached the end of the platform where Raon stood.

“Don’t worry. As I promised, I’ll personally examine and instruct all of them.”

Glen nodded, saying that even with the large number, he could see the swordsmen every day.

“Those who weren’t selected, don’t be too disheartened. This won’t be your only chance.”

He reassured the swordsmen that further selections would be held in the future.

“Ooooooh!”
“We’ll work hard until then!”
“We’ll definitely make it next time!”

The swordsmen raised their voices in unison, gripping their blades, vowing not to miss the next opportunity.

“Gwangpung Jeonju, well done.”

Glen praised Raon before everyone for the effort he’d put into selecting the swordsmen.

“I merely fulfilled my duty.”

Raon accepted the praise humbly, placing his hand over his chest.

“Hmm!”

Glen seemed to like this response even more, his lips curling upward in satisfaction.

“Then, that concludes today’s proceedings.”

As he announced the end of today’s schedule and clapped his hands, the doors to the Training Ground opened once more.

“Phew.”

Raon exhaled deeply, wiping the sweat that trickled down his forehead.

‘Everything went smoothly, somehow.’

I had nearly failed the successor’s test, but with Aris’s help, I barely managed to pass, and the selection of individuals to receive Glen’s guidance seemed to have gone well.
I was relieved that the results of my long preparations had turned out favorably.

-Did that really end well? Wrath asked, his eyes half-lidded.

Wrath’s brow furrowed as he recalled me counting on my fingers.

-You were the most pathetic human the True Demon King has ever seen.

He scowled, remembering how I had been counting numbers on my fingers just moments ago.

‘…There’s nothing I can do about it.’

I knew well enough that I was pathetic, but I didn’t want to fail for the sake of those who had supported me. I was fortunate to have scraped by through sheer desperation.

-Hmph, do better next time.

Wrath clicked his tongue and turned his head away.

-I don’t like my vessel displaying such pathetic behavior.

He snorted, warning that he would cast me out if it happened again.

‘Understood… Ugh!’

I flinched as I reached to pat Wrath’s head.

‘I can feel Mother’s gaze….’

From the Spectator Stands, Sylvia’s piercing stare bore into my spine like daggers.

-Of course I’m furious! You didn’t say a single word to me about your selection!

Wrath’s brow furrowed as he pointed out that I hadn’t even mentioned it during breakfast this morning.

‘It’s a secret, so there’s nothing I can do about it.’

I couldn’t tell anyone until the announcement, so I had said nothing this morning either. I would need to explain everything properly once I returned to the Annex Building.
After returning to the Annex Building, I felt like I needed to explain things properly.

“Sigh, this work never ends. Let’s head back.”

I was about to leave the Training Ground with the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen, my shoulders sagging with exhaustion, when Karun approached from the side.

“Master of Gwangpung Hall.”

Karun called out my title, his eyes grave and serious as he extended his hand toward me, as though what he had to say was of utmost importance.

“Can we talk for a moment?”

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