The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1188

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Chapter 1188

Clang!

Burren Zigheart’s blade fell with exquisite precision and razor-sharp clarity, carving a line thinner than a hair across the Training Ground floor. He unleashed a barrage of sword strikes with such meticulous accuracy that they etched hundreds of hairline fractures across the Jungmujeon Training Ground.

Whoosh!

Burren continued swinging his blade for over two hours without a moment’s rest, not merely compensating for the training he’d missed, but also purging his emotions in the process, before finally lowering his sword.

“Damn it!”

Burren Zigheart stared at his trembling hand, pressing his lips together firmly as if dissatisfied with his own blade.

‘I lack the competitive spirit….’

It wasn’t merely competitive spirit.

The competitive spirit that Envy, the Lord of Jealousy, spoke of wasn’t directed at others—it was directed at Raon, who stood before me. That difference was why Martha was chosen.

‘I lost in competitive spirit….’

Since childhood, I’d lived with the resolve never to lose to anyone, so as not to become a burden to Father. I acknowledged Raon and vowed that someday I would catch up to him, even if he was a monster beyond genius.

‘No, I only thought I made that vow.’

If I had truly vowed to catch up to Raon, there was no way Envy would have chosen me. At some point, I had abandoned the desire to catch up to him and simply accepted reality.

‘Honestly, it’s not strange.’

Raon possessed demonic talent. He had reached heights even Father, whom I respected most, could never touch, and displayed the power to slay even the Dragon Lord. Giving up was only natural.

‘But….’

Martha didn’t give up.

Unlike me, who abandoned my competitive spirit toward Raon, Martha vowed to keep chasing him, no matter how slow or difficult. That difference was undoubtedly what created yesterday’s outcome.

‘How is he capable of such a thing?’

Thanks to Raon, I was able to save my mother!

Martha must have seen and felt far more than I have, having saved her mother thanks to Raon.
She’s an existence that transcended the transcendent and ascended to the absolute, yet I cannot fathom how she still harbors competitive spirit toward the benefactor who saved her mother.

‘Damn it….’

Burren bit his lip until blood flowed.

‘I understand the reason, but there’s no way forward.’

After much deliberation, I finally grasped why Martha was chosen, yet I cannot discern how to match her competitive spirit.

‘Raon Zigheart is simply too vast.’

To me, Raon Zigheart is a wall, a god of nothingness. I cannot fathom how to harbor competitive spirit against such a being.

“Sigh….”

Just as Burren attempted to lift his sword again with weakened hands.

“You seem to have much on your mind.”

A quiet voice came from behind.

“Oh!”

As Burren turned around, his father Karun stood there with his hands clasped behind his back.

“What troubles you?”

Karun gestured with his chin as if inviting Burren to speak of his worries.

“It’s just….”

Burren Zigheart swallowed hard as he looked into Karun’s calm eyes.

‘Father must be struggling too.’

Burren hesitated, wondering if he could confide his troubles to Karun, who was his rival in the competition for the position of Head of House.

‘He’ll definitely scold me.’

Karun would surely frown and call him pathetic.

But if not now, it would be difficult to seek counsel from his father, so he gathered his courage.

“Actually….”

Burren explained everything except the matter of the Demon Lords—how his lack of competitive spirit against Raon had caused him to miss an opportunity for enlightenment.

“Raon is such a perfect warrior that I fear I can no longer harbor any competitive spirit toward him, no matter what I do….”

He finished his troubles with a long sigh.

“I see.”

Rather than growing angry, Karun simply closed and opened his eyes as if to say it was possible.

“Everyone has a wall that stands in their way. When viewed up close, that wall appears impossibly high and solid.”

He gazed at the sky as if he too had experienced such a thing.

“But when you observe that massive wall from a distance, or from above, it appears far smaller and thinner than you imagined.”

Karun spoke calmly, sharing how to perceive walls based on his own experience.

“Raon may appear perfect as a warrior, but as a person, he still has many shortcomings. It seems he only recently came to understand human emotions.”

With that in mind, he nodded, encouraging Burren to practice viewing Raon’s wall as something lower.

“Ah….”

As Burren listened to Karun’s words, he felt a chill run down his spine.

‘Indeed….’

Raon Zigheart was certainly a swordsman who had reached the absolute realm, but as a human, he fell far short.
Overlaying the warrior Raon Zigheart with the human Raon Zigheart, I could see the wall that formed him becoming considerably lower.

“Th-thank you so much.”

Burren Zigheart bowed deeply to Karun, who had offered such crucial advice.

“If you ever have concerns in the future, feel free to come find me anytime. Now I finally….”

Karun drew a faint smile and nodded his chin.

“I can finally be a father.”

He seemed slightly embarrassed by the word “father,” so he cleared his throat once and turned away.

“Then.”

Karun waved his hand lightly and left the Training Ground.

“….”

Burren Zigheart pressed his lips together as he watched Karun’s retreating figure.
Unlike the wall called Raon, which had become slightly lower and thinner, the wall called Karun now appeared even taller and broader than before.

‘Thank you.’

Father.

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I pushed Wrath aside—boiling red like tomato stew—and checked the newly acquired reward messages.

[You have slain the Dragon Lord!]
[You have outwitted Envy!]
[You have achieved a great Achievement!]
[All stats increase by 100 points.]

‘100 points, then.’

I’d slain the Dragon Lord with my blade and toyed with Envy, the Lord of Jealousy, using nothing but my voice—honestly, 100 points felt inadequate. Personally, I thought 200 points wouldn’t have been unreasonable.

‘It seems 100 points is the maximum threshold.’

There had been times when two Achievements overlapped and pushed the reward past 100 points, but I’d never received more than 100 points in a single message before.
It appeared that 100 points was the cap for rewards granted through messages.

-You shameless bastard!

Wrath’s jaw trembled in exasperation.

-You’ve stolen 100 points from the True Demon King’s stats, and you wear that ambiguous expression? Do you want to die that badly?

He raised his fist as if to knock some sense into me.

‘No, I mean—after killing three ancient dragons and the Dragon Lord, and manipulating Envy with just my voice, shouldn’t they have given me a bit more?’

I’d accomplished a far greater feat than any Achievement I’d earned before, yet I’d received the same numerical reward. Wasn’t that strange? I tilted my chin thoughtfully.

-Hmph!

Wrath snorted sharply.

-Your power and experience back then versus your power and experience now are as different as heaven and earth! Of course different standards must apply!

He nodded, insisting this wasn’t strange at all.

‘Because my power and experience have changed….’

I repeated Wrath’s words and nodded in understanding.

‘He’s not wrong, actually.’

My power, mental fortitude, and experience had indeed transcended their previous dimensions. If I were to accomplish the same feats I’d managed in the past now, I’d struggle to earn even 50 points, let alone 100.

-Now you’re making sense.

Wrath exhaled a pale breath through his nostrils.

-Your Achievement this time is worthy of even the True Demon King’s recognition, but there must be limits to such things!

I nodded as if consoling myself, acknowledging that this time I had earned a fair measure of approval.

[You have received high recognition from Wrath.]
[All ability stats increase by 20 points.]

The moment Wrath gave his approval, an additional reward message appeared.

“Indeed, giving more is the right call.”

Raon accepted the additional reward with a satisfied smile. One hundred twenty points rose simultaneously, and I felt fresh vitality surge through my body that had already transcended human limitations.

-Wh…what?

Wrath’s eyes went blank and vacant.

-What is this! I gave my approval, but I never asked for anything like this!

He shrieked in protest at why I was handing out rewards on my own terms.

‘Let’s move on to the next one.’

I left Wrath to his tantrum and checked the details of the next reward.

[A new trait 【Measure of the Heart】 has been created.]

‘Measure of the Heart?’

The name alone didn’t reveal what kind of trait it was, so I immediately checked its details.

【Measure of the Heart】
Firmly anchors the direction of one’s heart to enhance the power and durability of mental swordsmanship.

“Oh!”

The moment I saw the details of the new trait, an exclamation burst from my lips.

‘This is quite promising.’

Because I had created a new Heart Sword Instant Death technique, the rewards were naturally related to Heart Sword abilities.
Since it was the most crucial ability to strengthen the Heart Sword’s power and durability, I couldn’t help but smile.

-Damn it, damn it all….

Wrath ground his teeth as if displeased with the situation itself.

-How much of the True Demon King’s power is being consumed creating the traits this bastard needs!

He shouted at the invisible System, pleading for it to just stay still.

‘I have to create what’s necessary. Creating what isn’t needed would be pointless.’

I covered Wrath’s screaming mouth and checked the remaining messages.

[The rank of trait 【Bleeding Curse】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Poison Resistance】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Seolhwa’s Silver Veil】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Seolhwa Absorption】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Seolhwa Spear】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Heavenly Slaughter】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Spirit Command】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Authority Enhancement】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Authority Operation】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Light Resistance】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Crisis Detection】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Heart Sword】 has increased by two stages.]
[The rank of trait 【Spirit Transformation】 has increased.]

My mouth fell open as I read the trait growth messages.

‘Thirteen at once?’

There were so many trait growth messages that I counted thirteen. They were all abilities I had used this time, but seeing them all rise at once felt both exhilarating and bewildering.

‘And Heart Sword rose by two stages in a single jump.’

Because I had subdued the Dragon Lord with the Heart Sword Instant Death technique, Heart Sword had risen by two entire stages at once. It was a far more satisfying reward than I had anticipated.

-Thirteen? Thirteen?

Wrath’s lips trembled, drained of all color.

-Seriously, stop this! Are you really going to leave nothing but bones of the True Demon King’s original body?

He ground his teeth as if questioning how far I intended to push this.

‘Don’t worry. There’s not much left now.’

I dismissed the reward message after confirming the details and lowered my hand.

‘Once I kill Derus Robert, after that….’

I was about to explain my plans to Wrath for what came after dealing with Derus Robert.

Whoooosh!

A powerful wave of energy emanated from the direction of the Annex Garden.

“What is this!”

I swallowed hard and burst through the Annex Building’s door into the outside.

“Huh…?”

My jaw dropped as I saw the man standing confidently before the Annex Garden.

“I look forward to working with you.”

The strongest warrior on the Continent, the absolute swordmaster known as the Sword Saint—Glen Zigheart—revealed his aura with cold eyes and a palpable fighting spirit.

“G-Grandfather?”

My jaw trembled as I beheld Glen radiating such intense power.

‘Did he really come here thinking only of training?’

From Glen’s gaze and aura, it was clear he had come here with only one thing in mind—training—contrary to my expectations.

‘I owe Grandfather an apology.’

I had assumed Glen was coming merely to play with me, but I was wrong. Ashamed of my poor judgment, I found myself bowing involuntarily.

“Since I made a promise, I must keep it.”

Glen began unpacking the bundle he’d brought, as if to honor his commitment. Just as he reached for a book without a name written on it from the partially opened bundle—

Clatter-clatter-clatter!

From Glen’s bundle, along with the book, cards, rubber balls, a chess board, and toys like soldiers tumbled out in a cascade, along with various board games.

“….”

I stared at the toys scattered across the floor, momentarily at a loss for words.

“Ahem! Cough-cough-cough! W-why are these here….”

Glen too seemed speechless, his face flushed as he coughed repeatedly.

-That old fool really….

Wrath’s brow furrowed deeply, as if Glen’s actions were even more absurd than any reward he’d witnessed before.

-I regret that the True Demon King acknowledged this old man!

Stop embarrassing the Absolute One!

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