The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1155

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Chapter 1155

“That was an excellent match.”

Glen ended the sparring between me and Sword Emperor Sieran without any particular reaction, as though it were only natural. However, his ears had turned as red as a ripe apple, suggesting he was quite satisfied with the level I had reached.
However, whether or not Raon was satisfied with the realm he had reached, his earlobes were flushed redder than a ripe apple.

“Next, Karun.”

Glen called out to Karun, who had been standing with his arms crossed, ready to begin the second match.

“Yes.”

Karun straightened his posture as if he had been expecting his name to be called, and stepped forward.

“And….”

Glen looked between Former King Yuber and Aris, who would be Karun’s opponent, then slowly raised his hand.

“Former King Yuber.”

He called out the Former King’s name instead of Aris, who had been sparring with Karun every day.

“Yes.”

Former King Yuber answered as briefly as Karun had and stepped forward before Glen.

“Hey, what about me! Dad! Take care of your daughter!”

Aris bounced around like a child, complaining to Glen that she had no opponent.

“Hmm….”

Glen ignored Aris, who was jumping around like a monkey, and focused back on Karun and the Former King.

“Fight each other as though you were enemies.”

Glen told Karun and the Former King Yuber to spar with genuine intent, just as the Sword Emperor and I had done, then stepped back.

Shhhhring!

Unlike the Sword Emperor and my match, Karun and the Former King Yuber drew their weapons while standing in place, observing each other. The sound of their sword and saber being unsheathed rang out across the Training Ground with a chilling coldness.

“….”
“….”

Despite drawing their weapons, Karun and the Former King Yuber remained motionless, observing each other with quiet, piercing gazes.
A frigid aura bloomed from their feet, freezing the very air of the Training Ground. It was the complete opposite of the previous match.

“Ugh….”
“I… I can’t breathe.”
“It feels like Karun’s blade is pointed directly at me.”
“Transcendents truly are different….”

Unlike during the Sword Emperor and my duel, the swordsmen felt the tension in the air and swallowed hard.

“Hmm.”

I clicked my tongue softly as I watched Karun and the Former King Yuber face off.

‘Did he deliberately pair them because they have similar temperaments?’

Both Karun and the Former King Yuber were cold-blooded warriors who sought out their opponent’s weaknesses and brought them to their knees with perfect precision.
Even now, they remained still as they studied each other, their focus honed to a razor’s edge.

‘Looking at it this way, Karun has grown considerably stronger.’

Originally, Karun had barely reached the Former King Yuber’s level, but thanks to his consistent training with Aris, he had grown beyond recognition.
He still couldn’t defeat the Former King Yuber, but he now possessed enough power to stand against him.

‘But it’s still not enough.’

For Zigheart to have a higher chance of victory in the war against Derus Robert, Karun needed to grow even further.
I hoped he would develop to the point where he could at least face one of the weaker Archangels.

‘This is amusing. I never thought I’d find myself hoping for that man’s growth.’

I couldn’t help but laugh at the irony—I had once regarded Karun as an enemy, yet now I hoped for his strength, and I myself had placed him in this position.
The old saying held true: there were no eternal enemies, nor eternal allies.

‘Though that one is different….’

I bit my lip as I watched Karun and the Former King Yuber cross blades against each other.

‘Derus Robert.’

Whatever circumstances or past Derus Robert carried, it mattered not. I would annihilate him and every faction that followed him without leaving a single trace.

“Sigh.”

As I steadied my resolve, Sylvia and Sia approached from beside me.

“Raon. Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”

She seemed concerned about me after my duel with the Sword Emperor, and she carefully laid out medicine and bandages.

“You can’t be in pain! Apply the medicine right away!”

Sia also insisted I not hold back, wrapping bandages around me as she clung to my side.

“Really, I’m fine. I’m not injured!”

I waved both hands, but Sylvia examined my body carefully, worried that the battle had been too fierce.

“Your clothes are torn! Change into these right away. You’ll catch a cold.”

Sylvia took out new training clothes and told the Sword Emperor to change out of his torn clothes that were ripped by his own energy.

“Ugh…”

Raon squeezed his eyes shut. If it had been anyone else, he would have pushed them away or run, but because it was Sylvia and Sia, he had no choice but to stay still.

“Accept it quietly. It is a mother’s love.”

Wrath nodded, saying that was his greatest power and strength.

“Wow….”
“E-even Gwangpung Jeonju can’t win against Mom.”
“My mom nags like that too.”
“Life is all the same for everyone.”

The swordsmen seemed to develop an even greater fondness for Raon upon witnessing this human side of him, who had appeared as a god of war. Subtle smiles graced their faces.

-But….

Wrath turned his gaze away and exhaled an irritated sigh.

-When are those two finally going to clash?

He furrowed his brow as he watched Karun and Former King Yuber, who stood motionless with their blades pointed at each other.

-If you’re going to fight, fight! If you’re not, then don’t!

Wrath chewed his lips anxiously, dying of boredom.

‘This is actually harder than just fighting.’

I shook my head calmly.

‘Both stamina and mental fortitude drain rapidly.’

Though Karun and Former King Yuber appeared to be standing still as they observed each other, they were rapidly depleting their mental and physical strength as they searched for the opponent’s weaknesses while simultaneously plugging their own openings.

-Doesn’t the True Demon King understand that?

Wrath knitted his brows.

-Isn’t that exactly why you’re doing this—because it’s not fun!

He waved his hand, insisting that since he found it boring, they should hurry up and exchange blows.

‘Why is the Demon Lord so impatient?’

I was about to sigh and shake my head when—

“Ah, these warriors are so pathetically petty!”

Aris Zigheart stamped her foot in frustration and drew her sword.

“Just come at me, both of you!”

She cried out that she could bear it no longer and charged at Karun and Former King Yuber, who stood rigid as statues.

Whoooooosh!

Aris unleashed a sword strike shimmering with azure light, her dark smile widening as she targeted both Karun and Former King Yuber simultaneously.

“This crazy sister!”

Karun’s eyes widened in disbelief as he twisted his blade to meet her strike.

“Ha…”

Former King Yuber, equally unprepared for this turn of events, let out a hollow laugh and unfurled his defensive stance.

Craaaaaash!

The violent shockwave erupted as Aris Zigheart’s blade collided with the martial techniques of Karun and Former King Yuber, sweeping across the entire Training Ground.

“If you’re going to fight, then fight! Why are you ignoring me?”

Aris unleashed another barrage of sword strikes at Karun and Former King Yuber, demanding a three-way duel.

“You’re a disgrace to the family!”

Karun ground his teeth as he parried Aris Zigheart’s strike and launched a sharp counterattack.

“This might not be so bad after all.”

Former King Yuber smoothly deflected Aris Zigheart’s blade and aimed a saber technique that scraped the ground toward Karun’s chest.

“Hmm?”

Karun sensed Former King Yuber’s saber targeting his back and abruptly redirected the sword path he had aimed at Aris Zigheart.

Kyaaaang!

Fortunately, I managed to defend, but my grip trembled as I desperately blocked the Former King Yuber’s fierce slash.

“Are you truly suggesting we proceed like this?”

Karun Zigheart furrowed his brow deeply as he regarded the Former King Yuber.

“Such things can happen in warfare, can they not?”

The Former King Yuber shrugged, suggesting that preparing for such contingencies wouldn’t be a bad idea.

“Ahahaha! Now we’re speaking the same language. Let’s give it a try!”

Aris Zigheart burst into delighted laughter and rushed toward the Former King Yuber.

“Hmph!”

Even as the Former King Yuber sensed Aris Zigheart closing in, he brought his blade—emanating an eerie, bone-chilling aura—crashing down upon Karun Zigheart.

“Excellent! I shall bring you both to your knees!”

Karun Zigheart gritted his teeth and surged forward, unfurling his sword wreathed in overwhelming momentum. The sword path he carved became the very embodiment of martial dominance, pressing down upon the transcendents.

Kuguguguguguugu!

As the three transcendents unleashed their respective techniques, Glen Zigheart’s sword barrier began to warp as if it would shatter at any moment.

“Ugh! I want to join in too….”

The Sword Emperor shifted his hips eagerly, as if he would leap in immediately if only his strength hadn’t been depleted.

“Insane….”
“Is this… is this right? Why are there three of them….”
“The transcendents’ minds aren’t normal either.”
“No, from where I’m standing, it’s just Aris who seems strange?”

The swordsmen shook their heads in bewilderment, unable to comprehend what was unfolding before their eyes.

“Head of House.”

Raon approached Glen and bowed his head slightly.

“Should I go and stop them…?”
“No, it’s fine.”

Glen calmly waved his hand.

“As the Former King said, there’s no law preventing such things from happening on the battlefield. It’s not bad to experience it beforehand.”

He nodded composedly, as if to say he would leave things as they were.

“And we can still observe from here.”

Glen’s eyes captured every single movement of the three transcendents without missing a thing.

“You should also watch their battle and think.”

He gestured for Raon to stand beside him, tilting his chin slightly.

“About what you will gain from this place.”

Glen closed his mouth after those final words.

“Yes.”

Though Raon didn’t fully understand what Glen meant, his gaze remained fixed on Karun, the Former King, and Aris.

‘What I will gain from this…’

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The duels of the swordsmen gathered in the Family Head’s Training Ground continued until sunset, and the final match was drawing to a close.

“Mom! This time, I’ll finish it!”

Sia curled her lips and unleashed a vicious barrage of sword strikes toward Sylvia.
The Radiant Sword and Snowwind Blade Technique that Raon had taught her flowed through her hands with living, pulsating energy.

“Ugh….”

Sylvia’s shoulders trembled at her daughter’s chilling swordplay, yet she advanced with sharp footwork and drew her blade. Brilliant radiance bloomed from the clash of swords. The Hwigwangryu that Raon had transmitted burst forth with even more intense luminescence.

Boom!

The magnificent light Sylvia unleashed pushed back the fangs of beasts and the winds of frost, coming to rest before Sia’s chest.

“No… I lost….”

Sia bit her lip as if unable to accept her own defeat. Tears glistened in her eyes—frustrated that she had lost, even to her mother.

“Huff! Huff! I’m still stronger than you, Sia.”

Sylvia lowered her blade, breathing heavily.

“Still… I really hate this….”

She sniffled, saying she never wanted to fight her mother again.

“Mom!”
“Sia!”

Sylvia and Sia cast aside their blades and embraced each other.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled in embarrassment at my mother and sister’s antics, squeezing my eyes shut once more.

“Ahem!”

Glen’s lips quivered tenderly like a doting grandfather watching not a sparring match between Sylvia and Sia, but simply a loving moment between daughter and granddaughter.

“I’ve lost my mind….”
“Those two aren’t even official examiners.”
“The Organization Master of the Military Force Division. Or rather, almost at the level of a Division Head?”
“At this rate, isn’t the Annex Building the strongest faction in Zigheart?”
“That might be true. Dogyae and the Sword Emperor, the Former King—they all belong to that faction!”

The examiners were so astonished by Sylvia and Sia’s martial prowess that they couldn’t close their mouths.

“Well done.”

Glen climbed back onto the platform while the examiners gasped in shock, then stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“The purpose of today’s sparring was to accurately grasp your strengths and weaknesses. To achieve that, I paired you with opponents whose styles matched yours, and you all performed admirably.”

He closed and opened his eyes, noting that thanks to their proper effort in combat, he had been able to gather detailed information on everyone.

“From now on, I’ll explain the strengths and weaknesses of each of you in the order you sparred. Listen to the information from my perspective, think about how you should develop and what you need to improve, and have it organized by tomorrow.”

Glen took a short breath and looked toward the Sword Emperor and Raon, who had finished their match first.

“Sword Emperor Sieran. Your strength lies in maintaining the subtle movements of swordsmanship despite possessing destructive power and charging force beyond the Way. Your weakness is the opposite—you’re not clearly embodying the ultimate form as a swordsman. Against warriors of a lower rank, your current level would suffice, but when facing equals or superiors, that weakness will become glaringly apparent.”

He shook his head, noting that while the Sword Emperor’s blade was strong, the breathing and adaptability it should possess as a sword were insufficient at that level.

“Your path forward has two directions.”

Glen raised his fingers.

“Either deepen the subtlety of swordsmanship itself, or further refine the value you’ve accumulated so far.”

He lowered his hand calmly, as if it mattered not which the Sword Emperor chose.

“That’s right!”

The Sword Emperor curled his lips upward as if he had already made his decision.

“Then next….”

Glen’s gaze turned toward Raon.

“Mm!”

I swallowed hard, my gaze fixed on Glen’s lips, but my attention shifted immediately to what came next.

“Central Intelligence Agency Master Karun Zigheart.”
“Huh…?”

I blinked blankly, watching Glen as he passed over me without a word.

‘What? Why me?’

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