The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1200

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Chapter 1200

‘Phew….’

I followed Glen out of the Annex Building, scratching the back of my head.

‘I’m alive thanks to Grandfather.’

If I had stayed, my plan to infiltrate Derus Robert’s Forces would have crumbled under Sylvia’s tearful pleas, Edgar’s unexpectedly cold recitation of facts, and Sia’s tantrum. But with Glen stepping in, I managed to get past this crisis.

It wasn’t just anyone—it was my family, and a plan I’d prepared for so long nearly fell apart because of them. A succession of relieved sighs escaped me.

-Don’t think too badly of them.

Wrath sensed Sylvia’s gaze reaching me from behind and rolled his eyes.

-They’re all worried about you, that’s why they’re acting like this.

He said they were family, so it was right to understand them, and smacked his lips briefly.

‘I know.’

I nodded calmly.

‘I haven’t caused just one or two incidents so far.’

While carrying out missions passed down through my family, I’d faced many dangerous enemies, but I’d also directly caused countless incidents and faced death countless times.
I grew stronger each time I overcame a crisis, which was good for me, but from my parents’ perspective, they probably trembled and couldn’t sleep. I now understood completely why Sylvia and Edgar were worried.

-Hmm. Now you’re finally making sense.

Wrath drew a thin smile, as if pleased that he could now understand emotions.

“This seems about right.”

Glen stopped before the Training Courtyard that spread out at the entrance to Bekmang Mountain, unlike his usual manner. He gazed at the dense Forest for a moment, then slowly turned his body.

“You’ve prepared thoroughly.”

Glen nodded calmly, sensing the considerable effort that had gone into the plan I had outlined at the Annex Building.

“Yes. I believed that was the only way to draw out Derus Robert.”

I met Glen’s solemn gaze and bit my lip.

“Less than a year remains until Derus made his declaration of war. If we begin the conflict as scheduled, we will be utterly overwhelmed.”

Though I belonged to Zigheart and ruled Gwangpung Hall, I spoke with certainty about the Five Emperors’ inevitable defeat.

‘Because that’s the kind of man Derus Robert is.’

Derus Robert would never reveal himself unless he was certain of victory. The oddly specific timeframe of one year and one month suggested he had something concrete to rely upon.

“I share that assessment.”

Glen stroked his chin and nodded.

“Derus Robert and I have clashed multiple times. Despite my overwhelming victories each time, the fact that he speaks of war in one year and one month means he believes he can stop me.”

He twisted his lips, noting that a cunning man like Derus would certainly make perfect preparations before making such a move.

“That’s why I also support your operation.”

Glen smiled faintly as he looked into my quiet eyes.

“It’s dangerous, certainly, but it’s a strategy worth attempting. You’ve prepared well.”

Unlike his demeanor at the Annex Building, he praised my preparations and patted my shoulder.
He patted me on the shoulder while praising me for being well prepared.

“Oh, thank you.”

Raon bowed his head to Glen Zigheart with a bewildered look in his eyes.

“There was nothing the Annex Building could do about it. After all, it’s difficult to stop a mother worried about her son.”

Glen chuckled softly, as if acknowledging that even he couldn’t stop Sylvia in her current state.

“Moreover, Sylvia doesn’t fully comprehend your power. Since you haven’t transcended yet, no matter how much you explain your strength, she won’t be able to accept it.”

He shook his head, saying that because they stood at different positions, words alone couldn’t convey the truth.

“That’s true.”

I smiled thinly, just as Glen did. Since our perspectives differed so fundamentally, my words would never reach Sylvia.

“But I know how strong you are. There aren’t many on this Continent who could defeat you as you are now.”

Glen stretched his right hand wide, suggesting that the number of people capable of defeating me now could be counted on one hand.

“Hmm….”

I pressed my lips together as I listened to Glen’s words. When the strongest on the Continent acknowledged my power, a fierce ambition blazed through my chest, and strength naturally surged through my entire body.
Let me acknowledge my powerlessness, and like a flame igniting in my chest, a surge of courage blossomed, and strength naturally filled my entire body.

“Most dangers, or rather, the vast majority of them, you could break through and overcome with your own strength. However, it’s also true that Derus Robert is a danger on a different level. You know that well yourself.”

Glen furrowed his brow, thinking that even with his current power, it wouldn’t be easy to survive in Derus Robert’s faction.

“That alone won’t suffice.”
That alone is not enough.

Unlike his affectionate tone up until now, he firmly waved his hand.

“I’ll train Derus Robert’s followers as much as possible until they bite at the bait you’ve thrown, but realistically, there probably won’t be enough time to achieve the goal.”

Glen clicked his tongue, as if he knew he was creating the tenth ring of fire, saying that absolute time would be in short supply.

“That would be right.”

Raon let out a heavy sigh.

“It’s true that I still don’t have enough time.”

It would take at least half a year from now before he could complete the tenth ring according to his estimates. Since the operation to infiltrate Derus Robert’s Forces had to be executed within a month at the latest, crossing the Wall by then was a difficult task.

“So let me teach you the new martial technique I recently mastered.”

Glen Zigheart lowered his hand from stroking his chin and grasped the Jincheon Sword.

“Pardon? I thought you didn’t pass down your enlightenment, Grandfather?”

I blinked blankly. Glen had said that since we both followed the same sword path but pursued different directions, there was no need to transmit his enlightenment, so I was bewildered.

“It’s not enlightenment. This is actually ambiguous to even call a martial technique….”

Glen drew a deep smile, as if he’d anticipated such a question.

“It’s a technique. I’ll probably be able to escape at least once no matter what happens.”

He nodded emphatically with conviction.

“This might be the last sword technique I ever create. Perhaps because of that….”

Glen’s eyes grew chillingly cold and sharp.

“Learning it will be somewhat difficult. Or rather, quite difficult.”

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‘Sigh….’

I followed the Short Man descending the sacred staircase, exhaling a silent sigh internally.

‘It was grueling. Very much so.’

Glen increased our sparring matches to six times a day, dedicating the remaining hours to teaching me the technique he’d developed. At first, I thought I could master it quickly with the Ring of Fire, but this time it proved genuinely difficult.

-Even the True Demon King was honestly surprised.

Wrath’s eyes narrowed in exasperation.

-I never imagined that old geezer could create something like this.

He let out a hollow laugh, saying he’d completely reassessed Glen.

‘That’s right. It’s completely different from Grandfather’s nature.’

I nodded in agreement with Wrath’s words.

‘It seems like he created it for me.’

Just as Wrath said, the swordsmanship Glen Zigheart had taught me was entirely different from the existing techniques. It was clear he had developed this martial art out of concern for the dangers I would face in the future.

‘I failed to create the tenth ring of fire, but fortunately, I’ve mastered that sword technique.’

Despite conducting six sparring sessions in a single day, I had failed to form the tenth ring of fire.
In the end, I came close to completion, forming four-fifths of the ring, but it ultimately shattered.

However, I had barely managed to acquire the new swordsmanship that Glen Zigheart had said was difficult. Just as he mentioned, it seemed capable of saving my life once during any dangerous moment.

-That’s right. And perhaps that ring too….

Wrath narrowed his eyes slightly as if uncertain.

‘Hmm? What do you mean by that?’

I tilted my head, looking at Wrath.

-Hmph, it’s nothing.

Wrath snorted dismissively.

‘How evasive.’

I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders.

‘If it’s nothing important, keep quiet. I need to focus on the performance now.’

I licked my lips as I gazed toward the end of the staircase descending Underground.

“We’ve arrived.”

The Short Man, known as Kuanyu in the outside world, turned back with a radiant smile. A subtle luminescence emanated from his entire body as if sanctity itself had been sprinkled upon him.

“Ah, yes….”

I swallowed dryly and slipped back into the guise I wore—the timid personality of Jilpen, the blue-eyed man.

Tap.

The moment my foot touched the ground, a sacred and warm energy flowed through the earth and permeated my entire body. A delightful chill ran down my spine, followed by an unsettling dampness that whispered across my nerves.

‘This is….’

I tensed my fingertips and raised my eyebrows ever so slightly.

‘Detection magic.’

It was unmistakably a detection spell using divine power to assess the capabilities of anyone who set foot on this ground.

‘I won’t be detected….’

I glanced at the ring on my finger and bit the tip of my tongue lightly.

‘I just need to respond very slowly.’

Manhwagong and Glacsia were suppressed, and thanks to the artifact created by Evelyn and Encia, my aura couldn’t be detected by anyone. Even my physical abilities were lowered enough that Glen himself hadn’t sensed me during the experiment.

Besides, Jilpen—the man I was impersonating—was originally a swordsman who could use aura and a Black Market operative, so displaying only a minimal amount of earth aura would prevent anyone from suspecting me.

“Mm….”

I trembled slightly as if unsettled. Since Jilpen’s nature was timid, the act came more naturally.

“Ah, there’s no need to be alarmed.”

Kuanyu laughed and shook his head.

“This is a barrier designed to filter out any impure evils that shouldn’t enter this land. The angels themselves came and installed it for us.”

He gestured openly, telling me there was nothing to fear and to simply accept it as it was.

“Ah, I understand.”

Raon nodded with a bewildered expression.

‘This feels repulsive.’

Though a sacred aura swept across my entire body, something about it felt deeply wrong. The Archangel and Celestial Race who had descended to this land seemed far removed from the benevolent beings humans typically imagined them to be.

‘I need to calm my mind.’

I suppressed my burning desire to annihilate Derus Robert and the Celestial Race, even resonating with the Ring of Fire. I cleared my thoughts and heart as if I had truly descended into this underground to reach the Celestial Realm.

“Excellent. You are indeed prepared to join us.”

Kuanyu nodded as he observed the light enveloping Raon fade without any resistance.

“Now you may receive the key that leads to the Celestial Realm.”

He suggested they enter together and approached the pure white door.

“Is that so?”

Raon followed behind Kuanyu with a blank expression, gazing at the white door.

‘It resembles that door Derus Robert and the Archangel used to open.’

Derus Robert and the Archangel would appear or vanish through such white-light Dimensional Gates before me.

‘I sense nothing from within.’

Since I could not perceive what lay beyond the door, this gate appeared to serve a similar function.

“Then let us enter.”

Kuanyu nodded and turned the doorknob. With a creaking sound, brilliant golden light poured forth from ahead.

Whoooooosh!

I closed my eyes against the intense radiance, then felt a warm breeze caressing my skin and slowly lifted my eyelids.

“This is….”

As the light faded, the interior of the white gate gradually came into view. Yet what lay beyond was entirely different from what I had anticipated.

Elegant, expansive mansions stood in orderly rows, and at their center sprawled a verdant forest and a cathedral, while the cloudless sky above bathed everything in warm, radiant light.

A noble district—no, a place as refined as the very heart of the Royal Capital, where people indulged in luxury without exception, their faces adorned with prosperous smiles. Not false ones, but genuine happiness radiating from every soul.

‘Is this that Celestial Realm?’

As I found it strange for a Celestial Realm and furrowed my brow, it happened.

“Oh my! It’s Jilpen!”

A middle-aged woman with a kind face approached from the right, calling out the name of the character I was portraying.

“You’ve come here too!”

She spread her arms wide in welcome, her bright smile suggesting she knew me very well.

‘It’s beginning right away.’

I bit the inside of my cheek as I regarded the middle-aged woman.

‘The test to prove my identity.’

Resolving to accept whatever came, I twisted my lips into a smile beneath the robe.

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