The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1164

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Chapter 1164

“Of course, there are still many areas where you fall short.”

Glen, unlike his usual manner, did not offer Raon only praise. Instead, he furrowed his brows slightly and pointed out the deficiencies.

“Originally, only I should have been affected by your heart sword.”

He understood precisely what mistake I had made.

“You’re right.”

I nodded calmly.

“It seems I made an error because it’s been so long since I’ve held a sword.”

As Glen said, when I unleashed my evolved heart sword, only Glen should have been affected by its influence.

However, when I grasped the blade, countless emotions and memories surged forth, and without realizing it, I poured too much power into the strike, affecting the swordsmen in the Training Ground as well.
Of course, today’s experience would greatly aid their growth, but it was still a mistake.

“Hmm….”

Glen smacked his lips as he observed me accepting the mistake with composure.

“That said, it doesn’t mean there’s a problem with your sword. I was astounded by the will contained within that downward slash.”

He opened his trembling lips, saying he had not anticipated such growth.

“Father is acknowledging me to that extent….”

Karun closed and opened his eyes upon hearing Glen’s words.

“It seems I am still lacking after all.”

He composed himself calmly, even as he witnessed before his eyes emotions from Glen that he himself had never experienced.

“That was just power that leaked out by accident…?”

Aris Zigheart still trembled as she touched her neck, letting out a hollow laugh.

“You’re truly insane. This isn’t even the realm of humanity anymore!”

She offered me applause, her admiration overflowing.

“That’s right! Now it’s no exaggeration to say you’ve truly transcended humanity!”

Valdemar nodded blankly, echoing Aris Zigheart’s words.

“But when will my swordsmanship manual come out! You’ve already surpassed humanity, so help me out now!”

He brought up the swordsmanship manual again, sniffling.

“No. I’m still human.”

I turned my gaze toward where Aris Zigheart and Valdemar stood, offering a slight smile.

“I made a mistake precisely because I’m human.”

Unlike the cold demeanor I usually displayed, I spoke openly about my capacity for error and smiled.

“All humans make mistakes, and through them, we learn.”

I had always presented myself as flawless, but that was precisely what made me inhuman. To err, to regret, to gain new understanding—that was the essence of a human existence.

‘Pursuing perfection as a transcendent being was ultimately a path with a predetermined end.’

I tightened my trembling hands with resolve.

‘As long as I remain human, I can never be perfect. Ascending from a martial artist to a transcendent, then descending back to humanity…’

That was the path to becoming stronger.

I had thought that transcending beyond Grand Master and becoming a transcendent meant I would spend my entire life within this monster’s domain.

But that wasn’t true.

I was born human, and living as a human was the true path to becoming stronger.

“I will continue to learn new things going forward. Though I may make mistakes along the way.”

I smiled without reservation, content with who I was now. My laughter carried the simple warmth and sincerity that could be found anywhere in Zigheart.

“Huh…?”

Burren Zigheart blinked blankly as he listened to my words.

“Is that… Raon? Our Patriarch?”

He swallowed hard, recalling how I had always presented a flawless image, and recently had been expounding on an almost superhuman mentality.

“Making mistakes, you say…?”

Martha chuckled softly and nodded her head.

“That boy finally smells like a human being!”

Her lips curled upward, pleased by my transformation.

“Hmm…”

Lunan Slion sniffed behind me like a child returning to their youth, inhaling deeply.

“You’ve changed… Cool, but… warm now…”

She closed her eyes for a long moment, noting how tenderness had woven itself into my scent, which had once been only crisp and cool.

“So you won’t hit us anymore?”

Crain clapped his hands loudly in approval.

“Everyone makes mistakes!”

He grinned, thinking there would be no more beatings in his future.

“I don’t think that will be the case for us…”

Dorian read my thoughts and shook his head slowly.

“You want to turn all of us into Transcendents too, don’t you, Raon?”

He exhaled a long sigh, as if the road ahead would be even more difficult.

“Your words are right. Humans grow by making mistakes and building upon them.”

Glen’s lips curved into a faint smile, pleased with what I had said.

“Congratulations on returning from superhuman to human. Though it will take some time before you stabilize.”

He nodded broadly, as if he looked forward to my future even more.

“Yes. I will keep that in mind.”

I understood what Glen meant and bowed my head solemnly.

“Even if it’s slow, I will climb the proper path.”

A subtle smile crossed my face as I spoke what I had come to understand.

“Ahem! Then I shall resume the test.”

Glen couldn’t hide the corners of his mouth twitching with satisfaction at my response as he resumed the final test taking place in the Training Ground.

-That old geezer’s words ring true, they do.

Wrath flicked his chin toward me.

-You’ve still got far to go, brat! You haven’t even reached the True Demon King’s knees!

He snorted, saying I had only just reached his toes.

‘I know.’

I chuckled softly and waved my hand.

‘But someday I’ll catch up.’

I spoke words I had never been able to say before as a human, and nodded.

-This brat!

Wrath laughed with an irritated expression, yet his teeth were bared in what seemed like genuine delight at my composed reaction.

‘Now I can watch more comfortably.’

I brushed the dust from my hands and settled into a relaxed posture, my gaze turning toward the swordsman stepping forward.

Just as I was about to concentrate my attention to appreciate the swordsmanship of the others, a quiet voice reached me from beside.

“From superhuman back to human…”

It was Karun.

“So that was the answer after all.”

He drew a subtle smile, as if he had grasped the meaning of the words that had emerged from his conversation with Glen.

“Superhuman or human…”

Valdemar also exhaled a heavy breath, as though he too had discerned something.

“When are you going to create my martial art…”
“…”

I turned my gaze forward again, pretending not to hear.

-By the way, why aren’t you keeping your promise with that lump?

Wrath tilted his head, suggesting it was about time I made good on it.

‘Well…’

I let out a small laugh and shrugged my shoulders.

‘Since I’m human now, it feels a bit troublesome.’
-Huh…?

Wrath blinked, his expression one of utter disbelief.

-How could you already use that?! You cheeky brat!

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After two months of Glen’s instruction came to an end, the swordsmen underwent an examination to prove the progress they had made.

“Hmm.”

I stepped forward first to observe the swordsmanship of Sipren Leorn from the Central Intelligence Agency and let out a soft exhale.
I
He sighed in vain while watching.

‘Has he broken through another realm?’

I had been away for only about a month, so I hadn’t realized that this swordsman had crossed another barrier in the meantime.

“Thank you.”

Sipren Leorn bowed to everyone and descended from the platform. As he passed by my side to return to his seat, he suddenly stopped.

“Thank you, Master of Gwangpung Jeonju.”

Sipren Leorn turned back and offered me a respectful bow before returning to his place.

“What? Why are you thanking me…?”

I widened my eyes in surprise as I looked at Sipren Leorn.

“If it’s for selecting me, there’s no need to thank me. Your talent and effort….”
“No.”

Sipren Leorn shook his head calmly.

“You offered me counsel here at The Facility, did you not? It proved as invaluable as the Head of House’s own guidance.”

He bowed once more, expressing gratitude for how my advice had enabled his remarkable growth.

“I see…”

I accepted Sipren Leorn’s salutation with an awkward nod, my chin tilting slightly.

“Should you ever require my assistance, please do not hesitate to ask.”

Sipren Leorn left those words behind—declaring he would rush to my aid anytime, provided it didn’t conflict with Central Intelligence Agency duties—before returning to his seat.

‘An unusual fellow.’

I let out a thin laugh.

‘I barely spent any time with him. Grandfather’s guidance was far more substantial.’

I simply assumed he held me in favorable regard and turned my attention to the next swordmaster from the Chunggeom Unit who ascended the Platform.

But the moment he finished his sword demonstration, he too sought me out.

“Thank you. My blade has transformed because of you, Gwangpung Jeonju.”

The swordmaster from the Chunggeom Unit, like Sipren Leorn, bowed in gratitude, claiming he had grown because of me.

And they were not the only ones. Every single person who ascended that Platform approached me afterward, offered their thanks, and returned to their seat.

‘What is this?’

I rubbed my ears, which had now heard expressions of gratitude more than twenty times over.

‘I haven’t actually done anything.’

I hadn’t acted for their sake.

In truth, I hadn’t offered counsel to help them. I had done it purely for my own growth, yet hearing their thanks made me embarrassed—my face flushed with warmth.

-The affairs of people are never determined so simply, you know.

Wrath chuckled softly.

-Even if you didn’t particularly want to help them, they’ve received considerable assistance from you.
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If they feel gratitude toward you, it’s perfectly fine to accept it as it is.

He curled up the corners of his mouth as if asking when I had ever complained.

-That’s the path of someone who cannot live alone, and it’s precisely what you’re pursuing.

Wrath nodded his chin, urging me to become even more human.

-Well, judging by how red your face has become, there’s hardly any need to say more.

He laughed, amused at how my facial expressions had become more varied.

‘I appreciate the advice, but….’

I touched my cheeks as heat rose to them, narrowing my eyes slightly.

‘You’re not a Demon Lord, are you? You’re human?’

I was taken aback that Wrath understood human affairs so well.

-The True Demon King has said it every time!

Wrath exhaled a long breath through his nose.

-The True Demon King is more human than you are! You were even colder than the Demon Lords until recently….
‘Be quiet.’

I pushed Wrath’s cheek away with my hand and turned my gaze toward the Platform.

‘Now our people are starting.’

Since it was the Gwangpung Corps’ turn, I needed to focus and observe what had changed in them.

“Kyaaaaaaaa!”

Crain was the first to emerge here as well, and he displayed fierce swordplay brimming with confidence.

Whoooosh!

Yet it was not merely swordplay infused with strength—the precision that had once been faint now dwelled in his blade. If he continued to develop at this pace, it seemed he would be able to perfect his own sword.

“Well then, I look forward to this.”

In contrast, Dorian raised his sword with a trembling voice. His blade, much like his meticulous nature that attended to everything, carefully sealed off every gap through which an opponent might escape.
It felt as though a net had unfurled from the heavens, ensnaring all things.

“Burren Zigheart.”

Burren Zigheart was originally a swordsman who wielded his blade with aristocratic elegance and grace.

Yet having gained some insight from observing Karun here, a ferocity previously absent now emanated from his swordplay.

‘No, that’s not all.’

I watched Burren Zigheart’s roughly falling blade and curved my lips upward.

‘The Sword Realm is opening.’

A mysterious aura blossomed from Burren Zigheart’s blade. It seemed as though, before the Sword Realm fully opened, he was reading his will and intent through his aura.

“Keep watching!”

Martha’s swordplay tendency had not changed. She still concentrated everything on charging power and destructive force.

Yet because she had delved deeply into one path, her blade now possessed a power and speed of an entirely different caliber from before.

‘She cannot wield the Sword Realm, but she has opened a new path.’

No matter how composed and defensively skilled a swordsman might be, it seemed they would not be able to continuously block Martha’s blade.

“Hmm….”

Lunan Slion’s blade transcended brilliance and captured beauty itself. Each time she unfolded her sword, it was as though the aurora of the Northern Sea descended, and blue-tinged frost swirled across the entirety of the Family Head’s Training Ground.

However, each of those frost fragments was a strong circle. Even a Grand Master would turn into a block of ice if they touched one of those pieces.

‘Lunan has developed the most.’

I watched Lunan’s brilliant swordsmanship and let out a soft breath.

‘Not only has she approached transcendence, but I can even sense the flow of the Sword Realm.’

Lunan’s contract with Sloth seemed to be her greatest opportunity, as she had drawn near to the Wall of Transcendence and now emanated the same aura of the Sword Realm as Burren. She would prove to be a far more formidable asset than I had anticipated.

‘Excellent.’

I nodded in satisfaction at the remarkable growth of the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen. It seemed I could push them through even more rigorous training going forward.

“Next.”

Glen’s gaze shifted toward my side.

“Karun Zigheart.”
“Yes.”

At his call, Karun nodded heavily.

‘I was curious about him too.’

I glanced at Karun standing beside me and licked my lips.

‘It’s strange—his progress is difficult to read.’

Karun remained below me, just as he always had.
No, the gap should have widened even further, yet strangely, I couldn’t sense his achievements clearly.

A sense of fog. It seemed Karun was hiding something important.

“I shall begin.”

Unlike the others, Karun did not step forward to the Platform. Instead, mirroring my approach, he advanced only one step from where he stood and drew his sword.

Shhhhring!

The moment Karun drew his sword with flames erupting around him, his blade vanished like a phantom before the eyes of everyone present in the Training Ground.

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