The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1180

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Chapter 1180

‘I knew from the beginning.’

I brushed back the golden hair that had fallen across my forehead with a rough gesture.

‘That the Dragon Lord had borrowed power from another being.’

The absolute power magic that the Dragon Lord had been secretly preparing contained enough strength to kill most humans on the Continent. Since it was a spell impossible even for the King of Dragons to execute alone, it was natural to anticipate that he had drawn power from another entity.
Of course, I had expected as much—but I only became certain when he used the dragon tongue on me.

‘Of course, I only confirmed it when he used the dragon tongue on me.’

When I was about to unleash my final sword technique while detonating the Demon Lords’ authority, the Dragon Lord suddenly made his eyes glow green and pronounced my death through the dragon tongue. I sensed it wasn’t the Dragon Lord’s own power, but that of another being, yet I was pulled into the mental image of death immediately after the spell and couldn’t precisely identify whose aura it was at that moment.
Since I couldn’t sense it properly, I naturally assumed it was the Archangel.

‘I never imagined it would be Envy.’

I let out a hollow laugh as I watched the beautiful girl with green hair tear through the dimension and emerge.

‘Envy, the Demon Lord of Jealousy.’

The beautiful woman standing before me now was not human, but a lord of the Demon Realm—Envy, the Demon Lord who presided over jealousy. I honestly hadn’t anticipated her appearance here at all, so I was genuinely taken aback.

‘Or perhaps this works out better?’

Seeing the confusion in Envy’s eyes, she clearly recognized me. Even now, I felt I could overwhelm her with the name of Wrath, the Demon Lord of Rage.

‘I might not even need to borrow Wrath’s name.’

Previously, I had introduced myself to Envy as Wrath’s vessel. Now my power had transcended humanity and approached that of a Demon Lord, so there seemed little need for many words.

-I knew it!

Wrath slightly furrowed his brow, as if he had sensed something all along.

-Ever since that lizard pronounced your death with the dragon tongue, I’ve been catching a faint, foul stench!

He let out a hollow laugh, remarking that the bastard had concealed the power of Jealousy with infuriating skill.

‘What’s with this ambiguous stench?’
-It’s not as filthy as the Archangels, but it’s not clean either.

Wrath shook his head, saying that Envy was garbage, but not quite on the level of an Archangel.

-In any case, that bastard has his fingers in everything.

He exhaled a sigh.

-But I still don’t understand how she came to despise the Demon Lords, or how she managed to roast the Dragon Lord like that.

Wrath narrowed his eyes, saying that was his greatest mystery.

‘I find that fascinating too.’

Dragons were born as mediators protecting this Continent, so they instinctively despised beings from other dimensions. I couldn’t fathom how Envy—not an Archangel—had borrowed such power.

‘I need to unravel this new mystery first.’

I licked my lips as I observed Envy, the Lord of Jealousy, her brow furrowed in concentration.

‘She’s definitely different from before.’

When I first encountered Envy, the absolute presence emanating from her made it difficult to even part my lips, requiring all my strength. She felt so divine that it was hard to maintain consciousness.

But now was different from then.

‘It’s worth attempting.’

If I fought Envy with full power, I would certainly be defeated, but I had grown to a level where actual combat could take place.
No, having grown once more through my battle with the Dragon Lord, I might even be able to fight on equal footing, at least for a moment.

I could feel that I had grown to a point where I could now face the Lord of Jealousy, Envy, without borrowing Wrath’s name.

-Hmph!

Wrath let out a small snort.

“Do not be fooled by appearances—he is a lord of the Demon Realm. Underestimate him, and you shall pay dearly!”

He smacked his lips, recalling how even he had struggled somewhat when suppressing Envy.

‘Then this should be even more entertaining.’

I felt the heat of exhilaration coursing through me as I stood face to face with Envy.

“It has been a long time.”

Envy lifted his chin arrogantly, his confidence evident that I naturally remembered him.

“Lord of Jealousy.”

I lowered my voice, projecting not mere bluster, but genuine authority.

“You….”

Envy’s crimson lips trembled faintly.

“What have you done? How did you attain such power….”

She swallowed hard, fully aware that she remained merely a vessel—not Wrath himself, but his container.

“He watches always. As he does now.”

I glanced briefly at Wrath hovering above my head, then nodded with confidence. It was no lie, so I straightened my posture without hesitation.

“Even with Wrath’s aid, it is impossible for a mere vessel to possess such power!”

Envy shook her hand vigorously, as if the very notion defied reason.

“It makes no sense, even if I and the others granted you our authority!”

She exhaled sharply, having never witnessed such a rapid ascension to strength in all of dimensional history.

“And in merely ten years!”

Confusion and shock swirled in the depths of Envy’s eyes, unable to comprehend the situation before her.

‘This is easier than I thought it would be.’

I checked Envy’s condition and curled my lips upward.

-No, that bastard! What is he doing!

Wrath’s jaw dropped open in disbelief.

-Get your head straight! This fool is just bluffing again!

He raised both hands, urging Envy to find strength.

‘Shut up.’

I brushed away Wrath—the one I called “that person”—like swatting a pet with the back of my hand.

“Wrath. What in the world has this madman created…?”

Envy bit her lip until it bled. Her eyes trembled narrowly, betraying her fear of Wrath.

‘Looking at it now, it’s definitely because of you.’

I chuckled softly.

‘Thanks to how much you tormented Envy, she still seems somewhat weighed down by your very name.’

Envy appeared to accept her growth as a gift from Wrath, just as originally intended, and seemed to harbor a hint of fear.

-Because of the True Demon King?

Wrath’s jaw dropped as he realized that Envy’s uncharacteristic timidity was his doing.

-No! Don’t fall for this damned fool’s schemes anymore! Move! This bastard has no strength left to act now!

He shouted encouragement to Envy, but naturally, his voice couldn’t reach her.

‘Just stay still.’

On the surface, I displayed reverence toward Wrath, but inwardly, I pressed down on his head as if he were a nuisance.

-Ugh…!

Wrath struggled desperately to hold his ground, but ultimately gave way and crashed to the floor.

“Wrath, Sloth, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, and Greed—you’ve cultivated all six authorities to the level of a Demon Lord’s chief advisor. Especially Wrath; I’d have sworn you manifested directly….”

Envy breathed heavily, his expression still etched with disbelief.

“Envy. I have a question for you as well.”

I tilted my head sideways as I regarded him.

“How exactly did you roast this lizard?”

I pressed my foot down on the Dragon Lord sprawled beneath me, my fingers curling downward.

“Hmm….”

Envy bit his lip, his irritation deepening as he stared at the Dragon Lord.

“Speak.”

I met his gaze directly, my hand settling upon the Heavenly Sword.

“His Majesty is curious.”

I lowered my eyes arrogantly, invoking Wrath’s name as an excuse.

-Stop throwing me under the carriage!

Wrath’s teeth gnashed as he sprang upright.

-You’re strong enough now yourself!
‘My strength is depleted. Besides, this is easier.’

If I fought Envy and earned his acknowledgment, perhaps I could extract the answer.

But I had already expended every ounce of power I possessed, and leveraging Wrath’s name was far more convenient.

“Sigh…”

Envy exhaled a helpless sigh.

“It began with…”
[Envy, the Demon Lord of Jealousy!]

The Dragon Lord ground his teeth audibly.

[I, I didn’t know you were that voice!]

His jaw trembled as if he had never even considered that Envy had lent him power—his mind had been so consumed elsewhere that he hadn’t recognized it at all.

“Shut up.”

I channeled force into my legs and drove my heel down onto the Dragon Lord’s bridge of nose.

Crunch!

Even without infusing deep mana, my physical strength was so overwhelming that the Dragon Lord’s nose collapsed inward.

[Roooaaarrgh!]

The Dragon Lord wailed in agony and shattered pride, tears streaming down his face.

“Speak.”

I told him to start over and turned my gaze toward Envy.

“It began with curiosity.”

Envy looked at the Dragon Lord and smacked her lips briefly.

“A dragon—the mediator of the Continent. I thought it would be quite entertaining if a Lord like that fell to the temptation of the Demon Lords.”

She wore a sinister smile as if recalling those times.

“In reality, this lizard did possess a trace of jealousy.”
“Jealousy?”

I narrowed my eyes as I regarded Envy.

“Yes. Jealousy—unbecoming of a dragon. Of course, I had to weaken it to the point where it was difficult for me to exert my power.”

Envy shook her head, saying that such trivial jealousy couldn’t have caused all this.

“I observed him carefully for a long time, but there was no particular change. I was merely curious and was about to give up when….”

She slowly licked her crimson lips with her tongue.

“A change occurred. The faintest jealousy suddenly erupted like molten lava.”

Envy brushed away the Dragon Lord’s tears with her pale hand.

“This mighty dragon king felt jealousy toward a single human….”
[S-stop! Silence!]

The Dragon Lord trembled violently, his draconic words erupting in desperation. Despite the Heart Sword piercing his soul, he thrashed and struggled against the restraint, unwilling to reveal this secret above all else.

“I said silence.”

I moved the Heart Sword once more, halting the Dragon Lord’s movements.

[Gaaaaahhhhh!]

The Dragon Lord ceased his struggles at the fresh wave of agony and screamed.

“A peculiar power indeed.”

Envy sensed the Heart Sword embedded in the Dragon Lord’s soul and furrowed her brow.

“In any case, this mighty dragon felt jealousy toward a tiny human. A swordsman named Glen Zigheart.”

She unexpectedly spoke Glen’s name.

“Glen Zigheart?”
“Yes. You know him well, I’m sure.”

Envy tilted her chin as if I naturally would know.

“The Dragon Lord believed himself to be the strongest on this Continent. If he exhausted his full power—no, if he summoned all the dragons, he thought he could annihilate anyone, any faction. But when Glen Zigheart ascended to the absolute realm, that conviction began to crumble.”

She caressed the Dragon Lord’s trembling scales with a pitying expression.

“A being that couldn’t be killed even if all dragons were summoned. The emergence of an absolute among humans—creatures he’d deemed mere insects—shattered the Dragon Lord’s perception. That dissonance festered into jealousy. At first, he envied only his overwhelming power, but eventually, he came to envy his very existence itself. And so….”

Envy traced a cruel smile across her face and plucked a single scale from the Dragon Lord’s body.

“I exploited that crack. No one could have predicted the Dragon Lord would fall prey to the Demon Lords’ temptation. Even he didn’t see it coming, which made the seduction almost laughably easy.”

She spun her finger in a circle, remarking how vast the Dragon Lord’s jealousy was and how no one suspected him, making his corruption effortless.

“Ha….”

I gazed down at the Dragon Lord and let out a hollow laugh.

“You tried to slaughter all of humanity for that reason alone?”

The absurdity was so staggering I couldn’t find words. How had such a pathetic creature ever become the Dragon King?

“Jealousy?”

Barthius, the Gold Dragon, trembled with disbelief.

“After causing all this destruction, you claim that’s the reason….”

He glared at the Dragon Lord with eyes as cold and merciless as a demon’s, wishing he’d never learned this truth.

[Jealousy, then.]

Sirtiren, the Blue Dragon, exhaled a short sigh.

[The Lord who despised humans was more human than anyone.]

Her eyes grew calm and sorrowful as she regarded the Dragon Lord with pity.

[Pathetic fool!]

Balashiur, the Red Dragon, gnashed his teeth so hard they crackled.

[Just become stronger! Why would you feel jealous toward a human!]

He clenched his fists, unable to comprehend the Dragon Lord’s very thoughts.

[That…?]

The Black Dragon Dariauran let out a hollow laugh.

[That Lord I once revered?]

He tore at his own head as if ashamed of all the time he had spent admiring the Lord.

[I knew the reason was trivial. But…]

The White Dragon Busiharabi pressed his lips firmly together.

[I never imagined it would be something as petty as jealousy. I still have far to go.]

Even he, always composed, shut his eyes tightly as if unable to accept reality.

[This… this can’t be right…]
[The Lord felt jealous of a human?]
[It’s a lie! It has to be a lie!]
[B-but what I sense from the Lord is that Demon King’s aura…]
[I find it hard to believe too, but the odds that this is true are high…]
[No, no! It absolutely isn’t!]

The dragons who had been rushing forward ready to sacrifice their lives to save the Dragon Lord stopped moving at Envy’s words and began to argue amongst themselves.

“The flower has already bloomed, and all that remained was to wait for the fruit to ripen, yet things have fallen apart like this.”

Envy clicked his tongue, disappointed that the outcome he desired had not come to pass.

“I even abandoned my surveillance to hide my existence from the Dragon Lord, and now it’s all over. Wrath, you truly are useless as always!”

Envy’s brow furrowed deeply with irritation as he spoke.

“I see.”

Raon understood that Envy’s words were true and calmly regarded the Dragon Lord.

‘I suppose one could call it pitiful.’

Though Envy had pulled the trigger, looking at the Dragon Lord’s state, it was clear he would have brought ruin upon himself regardless.
The pathetic figure of a dragon who, consumed by jealousy toward humans, had torn down everything he’d built over countless ages, stirred profound reflection.

“I shall take my leave now.”

Envy exhaled deeply and opened the green dimension once more.

“I’m far too irritated….”
“Wait.”

Raon sliced through the dimensional gate Envy had opened with his sword and shook his head.

“You cannot simply leave after creating such a mess.”

He waved his hand firmly in refusal, his gaze encompassing Burren and Martha behind him as his lips curved upward.

“He desires that you take responsibility.”
-Wait, responsibility? You wouldn’t possibly be….

Wrath, who had suddenly become the subject, blinked blankly.

-Are you selling the True Demon King again!

Even loan sharks don’t peddle their names as frequently as you do!

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