The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1157

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Chapter 1157

“Don’t focus on the technique itself. Think about why you hold your sword in that particular stance.”
“Not your posture—concentrate on your intent.”
“Spirit matters more than aura. Always sharpen your blade with your heart.”

Glen moved through the Training Ground, offering each swordmaster the guidance they needed. With every step he took, the accumulated achievements of those who had reached the absolute realm unraveled like tangled threads.

Crunch.

I bit my lip as I watched him.

‘This is frustrating.’

Two weeks had passed since I entered the Family Head’s Training Ground. In that short span, the swordmasters had been receiving Glen’s instruction and guidance, climbing the heights of martial achievement as though walls didn’t exist.

But Glen hadn’t offered me a single piece of advice in those two weeks. No—it wasn’t even about advice. He treated me as if I were invisible, as though I didn’t exist in this place at all.

‘What on earth is he doing?’

I knew better than anyone that Glen held me dear, so I couldn’t understand why he was pretending not to see me.

‘It’s not as though he has nothing to teach me.’

Glen had offered precise and vital guidance even to the Sword Emperor and the War King, as though they were far beneath him. It was strange that he had nothing to say to me, when I wasn’t so far removed from either of them.

“Sigh.”

I exhaled and surveyed the swordmasters of Gwangpung Hall.

‘Lunan and Dorian, who received the Demon Lords’ authority, are growing at a remarkable pace. And Karun, Martha, and Crain are transforming before my eyes.’

It was natural for Lunan and Dorian to grow rapidly, given that they’d received the Demon Lords’ authority. But thanks to Glen’s teachings, Karun, Martha, and Crain were advancing just as quickly.

-Isn’t it good that those kids are growing stronger?

Wrath tilted his head, as if questioning why I seemed displeased.

‘Why would I dislike it? Of course I’m pleased. It’s just….’

I exhaled a short sigh.

‘I feel like I’m the only one stagnating.’

At this rate, in just one month, everyone except the Transcendents and the highest-tier Grand Master swordsmen would be able to grow by at least one stage.
Everyone was advancing, yet I alone remained stationary—it was unbearably frustrating.

‘No, even the Transcendents are changing.’

I bit my lip slightly and gazed toward the Right Sparring Ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Junmujeonju Karun and Former King Yuber had abandoned all composure and restraint, unleashing savage, bestial offensives. It was as though I were witnessing beasts baring their fangs and tearing into one another.

The endless clash between the two Transcendents was so deafening that no one dared train in their vicinity.

‘And….’

I turned my body and observed the Left Sparring Ground.

Whoooosh…

By contrast, the Left Sparring Ground was silent as a library. The Sword Emperor and Aris Zigheart, who should have been making far more commotion than Karun or the Former King, stood with their blades planted upright, merely observing their opponent like enlightened monks.

Kyaaang!

Unlike before, the Sword Emperor and Aris no longer clashed blades every ten seconds. Instead, they searched for openings and thrust their swords once per minute—a training method that was the complete opposite of the Former King and Karun’s approach.

Yet their training was clearly effective. All four Transcendents had grown noticeably stronger than before. Not only in martial technique, but I could feel their mental fortitude had deepened as well.

‘Am I the only one showing no progress?’

For two weeks, I had arrived at the Training Ground earliest and departed latest, yet my realm remained unchanged from two weeks prior.
With my current methods of training, I could only maintain my present state. Without some extraordinary catalyst, I seemed incapable of advancing further.

‘If this continues….’

I tightened my grip on the sword’s hilt, channeling all my strength into my hands.

‘I might lose the ground I’ve barely reclaimed.’

Among the transcendents currently belonging to Zigheart, I was the second strongest after Glen. I had already surpassed Karun and Aris, and through my recent awakening, I had even overtaken the martial mastery of the Sword Emperor and the War King.

But if my current state persisted, I would inevitably be overtaken again by the Sword Emperor and the War King.

‘I have to do something.’

My aura and stats were growing incrementally, so I could say I was becoming stronger in minute ways, but without any growth in martial technique, I felt an anxious emotion gnawing at my chest.

‘If Grandfather won’t give me guidance, I’ll need to find my own training method… Ah!’

I snapped my fingers as I observed the swordsmen training and sparring.

‘I should learn from the other swordsmen.’

I recalled how I had learned swordsmanship from the swordsmen by sparring with them at the 5th Training Ground in the past. Now that the Training Ground had gathered not only those from Gwangpung Hall but all the talents of Zigheart, it seemed like it would be even more effective.

‘By any means necessary…’

I drew the Heavenly Sword and nodded firmly to myself.

‘I will grow stronger.’

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“Hmm…”

Burren swallowed hard as he watched Raon wielding his sword with desperate intensity beside Serena, the Gonggeom Unit Master.

“Is he really alright?”

He called Raon a friend rather than a junior, as he usually did, and furrowed his brow.

“It seems like you’re using a new training method, but there’s no visible change.”

Burren Zigheart scratched his chin, suggesting the situation didn’t look good.

“Raon’s condition is pretty rough.”

Martha exhaled a short sigh.

“Since the Head of House hasn’t said anything, it must be frustrating.”

She nodded heavily, understanding Raon’s feelings.

“Yeah….”

Lunan Slion opened her closed eyes and smacked her lips.

“He’s struggling quite a bit….”

Despite her worried words, she let out a long yawn.

“Wait, you’re saying he’s not doing well, right?”

Dorian approached from behind the three and his eyes trembled slightly.

“This time it was really strange!”

He furrowed his brows, noting that Raon’s condition had been poor for the past two weeks.

“Now I can see it too….”

Crain also exhaled softly, saying he could now sense Raon’s condition.

“But you know….”

He rolled his eyes slightly.

“Doesn’t our War King not need to get any stronger from here? Honestly, it’s strange that he’s getting stronger at all!”

Crain shook his head, unable to understand why they were complaining about a slight lack of change when I had been growing without limit all this time.

“That’s only how it looks to you. You and the others rode a two-horse carriage, but….”

Dogyae approached, pouring water into his mouth instead of alcohol.

“Raon always drove a four-horse carriage alone. No, he drove an eight-horse carriage by himself. I understand why he’s frustrated that he isn’t growing now.”

He nodded slowly, as if he finally grasped Raon’s state of mind.

“W-why doesn’t the Head of House offer advice only to Raon? He must surely know how to become stronger….”

Dorian looked at Dogyae with desperate eyes, seeking an answer.

“That’s….”

Dogyae glanced at Glen and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“I have no idea!”

He snorted, saying he couldn’t possibly know the thoughts of the Head of House who stood at the pinnacle of the Continent, then returned to his seat.

“Just don’t worry too much about it.”

Martha waved her hand dismissively.

“It’s better to swing our swords than waste time worrying about that monster.”

She picked up her sword, saying they should resume training.

“That’s true.”

Burren chuckled, unable to argue against it.

“What business do I have worrying about anyone?”

He said he’d spoken nonsense and swung his sword again.

“Mm….”

Lunan watched Raon practicing swordcraft, then slowly closed his eyes.

“Just trust me.”

She drew a faint smile and fell back into slumber alongside Sloth.

“You… you said to trust you, and now you’re just sleeping?”

Dorian shook Lunan Slion’s shoulder in exasperation, but only the sound of quiet snoring emanated from her.

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Kuuuuuung!

I drove the Heavenly Sword into the ground and ground my teeth with a grating sound.

‘Nothing has changed.’

I had persisted in training to learn the swordsmanship of other swordmasters for two weeks, yet nothing had shifted. Now it had been a month. While others scaled one wall in that span of time, I remained rooted in place.

‘Damn it!’

The war with Derus Robert loomed just a year away, and the realization that I had achieved nothing filled me with a sickening dread.

‘I don’t have time for this.’

I needed to grow swiftly and enter the absolute realm where Glen and Derus Robert stood, yet my stagnation made me feel utterly foolish.

‘Curse it all.’

I felt impatience ignite within my chest and grasped the Heavenly Sword once more.

-You seem impatient.

As I moved to draw the blade, Wrath approached with a yawn.

‘Because I can see others advancing rapidly.’

Raon shook his head, saying it was natural to feel rushed.

-Natural to feel rushed? Are you truly insane?

Wrath let out a hollow laugh as if exasperated.

‘What?’
-Look carefully. You are now touching close to that sun in the sky.

He lifted his chin and pointed to the sun floating in the heavens.

-Meanwhile, the others are still crawling on the ground or have only just begun to run. Since your starting position is different, it’s only natural that your growth rate differs from theirs!

Wrath furrowed his brow, saying my ambition was far too excessive.

‘That’s true, but….’

I clicked my tongue and gestured toward the Transcendents.

‘Those people are also growing rapidly.’
-No matter how fast they grow, they cannot catch you, I’m telling you!

Wrath struck the back of my head with his round, bread-like fist.

-You enter Awakening whenever you’re bored, you awaken coming back from the bathroom, you awaken while eating ice cream—how could they possibly catch up with that!

He ground his teeth, telling me to stop making excuses.

-Raon Zigheart! The emotion you’re feeling right now is what others have always felt whenever they looked at you!

Wrath gazed down at me with a more solemn expression than before.

-I know better than anyone that you worked harder than others. You made me lose sleep over it.

He continued speaking while watching the other swordsmen still wielding their blades.

-But even with such effort, your growth has been far too rapid and excessive thanks to me and various strokes of fortune. What must the others have thought when they looked at you?

Wrath narrowed his eyes, saying the other swordsmen must have carried hundreds of times the hollow despair I was feeling right now with them always.

‘That’s….’

I couldn’t muster a rebuttal and lowered my gaze.

‘You’re right.’

Those who had been watching my growth had felt despair beyond mere emptiness. I had pretended not to notice until now, but finally I was beginning to understand their emotions.

-Let me say it again.

Wrath’s eyes narrowed deeply.

-Even if you gain nothing while you’re in this Training Ground, that wouldn’t be strange at all.

He nodded, accepting that I was now in an entirely different realm from them, and that it was right to accept not growing even if I didn’t.

-Just rest without doing anything! That’s the answer!

Wrath left his words telling me not to swing a sword and to rest, then retreated into the ice flower bracelet.

Whoooosh!

I drew the Heavenly Sword embedded in the Training Ground. Dust scattered along the silver blade. No—it wasn’t dust, but the inner demon lodged in my heart seemed to have been washed away.

‘Maybe I should rest a bit?’

Over this past month, I had wielded my sword more than ever before. My chest still felt suffocated, but following Wrath’s advice to rest didn’t seem like a bad idea.

“Sigh….”

I sheathed the Heavenly Sword and slowly exhaled while observing the swordsmen who were still training.
The swordsmen seized this opportunity and were blooming their martial arts more brilliantly based on Glen’s guidance.

‘They’ve all grown quite a bit.’

While I had been struggling in vain for a month, everyone else had grown and showed a different appearance than before. A month. No, it seemed like half a year had passed.

‘No, I shouldn’t think about that part anymore.’

As I felt the swordsmen’s growth, impatience crept back in, so I emptied my mind and closed my eyes.

‘Let me sleep to the sound of sword wind.’

Even though I wasn’t the one wielding a blade, hearing the sound of others’ swordplay strangely brought peace to my chest. Gradually, my thoughts faded away until only the sound of swords cutting through the air and Glen’s guidance reached my ears.

“Lower your stance and raise your blade. Think of attack and defense simultaneously.”

‘Ah, he’s giving advice to Dorian.’

Just from the sound of sword wind and Glen’s guidance, I could tell who was wielding which blade.

With my eyes closed, I painted the scene unfolding in the Training Ground in my mind and released the weariness that had accumulated within me.

When dawn arrived and the sound of sword wind ceased from the Training Ground, I slowly opened my eyes.

“Phew!”

I exhaled a refreshing breath—not the suffocating sigh I’d been holding for a month—and lifted the corners of my mouth into a smile.

‘Resting quietly like this actually feels wonderful.’

I should stay still tomorrow as well.

I’d never had time to sit idle, always honing my swordsmanship, but now that I’d truly emptied my mind and rested, it felt as though all the negative thoughts had been cleanly washed away.

‘Thank you, Wrath.’

I told Wrath that my mood had improved thanks to him and gave him a thumbs up.

-Huh…?

But Wrath’s expression was strange.

-What, what is it? Why are you…?

He trembled with a look in his eyes as if he’d witnessed something unbelievable.

-Why have you grown stronger! You only rested!

This is not what I wished for!

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