The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1214
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Chapter 1214
‘Phew….’
I exhaled a heavy breath where no one could hear me, watching Strude Priest’s back as he radiated an ominous aura.
‘I’m certain.’
That creature is Derus Robert.
Though Strude Priest had yet to reveal any words or actions, I could sense it instinctively. That being was undoubtedly Derus Robert himself, wearing the skin of Strude Priest.
-What…?
Wrath furrowed his brow as if questioning my claim.
-How can you possibly know that sinister bastard is in there?
He tilted his head, apparently sensing nothing from Strude Priest.
“Phew!”
“It’s finally beginning!”
“I never thought I’d witness the Archangel descending with my own eyes!”
“My heart is racing for some reason. I feel like I could accomplish something too!”
“Right? It’s not even my business, but why do I feel so proud about it?”
The Heavenly Residents, equally oblivious to Strude Priest’s transformation, kept their eyes fixed on the sky as the Tower ascended.
-No matter how I look at it, he seems identical!
Wrath grabbed my shoulder, demanding I explain my reasoning for identifying Strude Priest as Derus Robert.
‘Because he’s Derus Robert.’
I nodded firmly.
‘There’s nothing more to say beyond that.’
As Wrath said, there was no change in Strude Priest—neither internally nor externally.
But I alone could sense it: the one who had lived an unwanted life under his leash, only to be boiled alive in a cauldron in the end.
No—I could feel it. The body of Strude Priest contained the soul of Derus Robert.
-Not some past-life lover or anything….
Wrath blinked, seeming curious but at a loss for words as I spoke with such certainty.
‘From this moment on, everything is thin ice.’
I drew a deep breath and released even the faintest trace of power gathered at my fingertips.
-That’s not enough?
Wrath let out a hollow laugh as he watched me release the tension in my hands.
‘Of course.’
I reminded myself that I was not Raon Zigheart, but Jilpen—a mercenary who had lived a lifetime of mistreatment—and smacked my lips.
‘You yourself admitted he’s cunning. He probably came all the way here because he suspects something about this place.
.
No, he’s suspicious of me, so he must have come. Being as careful as possible is the right move.’
The sudden switch of Strude Priest’s soul to Derus’s was proof enough. Even if he didn’t suspect me outright, he certainly found something strange. Maximum caution was the only way.
“Haaah!”
I exhaled roughly and trembled my hand, held rigid like a sickle. I displayed the exact demeanor I had often shown while acting as Jilpen in the Celestial Realm.
“Hahaha.”
Derus Robert turned his head slightly as he stacked the Tower.
“You seem pleased.”
He met my gaze with a faint smile.
“Of course it is.”
I met Derus Robert’s gaze without fear and let out a scoff.
“I’ve finally become a Transcendent, and now I have the chance to take revenge on those who looked down on me! How could I possibly sit still?”
Through Derus Robert’s serpentine, cold eyes, I sensed that he was suspicious of me.
‘Fortunately, he’s not certain yet.’
His suspicion was warranted, but he certainly hadn’t come all this way with concrete evidence. Judging by the way his gaze swept across my entire body, he seemed to be searching for even a single inconsistency.
It seemed like he/she was trying to find something.
“That certainly seems to be the case.”
Derus Robert played the role of Strude Priest and nodded calmly.
But revenge isn’t always sweet.
The Strude Priest’s posture, gaze, and even breathing were perfectly identical, perhaps because he was a fragment of that being.
This is Derus Robert’s test.
Raon operated the ring of fire and closed his eyes.
Unit
One wrong word and the whole plan falls apart, and I could lose my head here too.
Derus Robert was engaging in psychological warfare against himself in the form of Strude Priest.
“Bullshit!”
Raon roared and growled like he had become a beast.
“I crawled all the way to The Facility just for revenge, and now it doesn’t taste sweet? No matter how much you struggle, I’ll chew you up and swallow you whole, so just give me your power!”
He revealed emotions of greed, gluttony, jealousy, and anger, crying out that he could never abandon his absolute revenge. However, unlike usual, he controlled the powers of the Demon Lords to make his humanity appear more pronounced.
“I thought so.”
Derus Robert nodded calmly, as if he already knew I wouldn’t listen to his words.
“In a way, you’ve thought this through well. The moment of revenge is refreshing above all else, after all.”
Unlike a minute ago when he’d tried to dissuade me from revenge, he now spoke of it as refreshing, curling his lips upward.
“What…?”
I glared at Derus Robert with an expression of utter bewilderment.
“First you say it’s not sweet, now you say it’s refreshing! What nonsense are you spouting! If you’re trying to break your promise now, I’ll sever your neck first!”
I clenched my fists with all my strength, declaring I could fight right this instant.
“This… this madman!”
Baife stepped forward, gauging Strude Priest’s reaction.
“You’ve gained a pittance of power and fame, and now you’re being insolent!”
He ground his teeth, more furious about the insult to Strude Priest than the Priest himself.
“I merely demand what I rightfully deserve!”
I snorted at Baife.
“Your only role was to bring me here. Don’t interfere!”
I straightened my posture, displaying confidence even toward my guide.
“You truly are insane!”
Baife ground his teeth and unleashed his divine power.
Kuguguguguguuu!
An aura far more formidable than Kurk’s crashed down upon my entire body.
“Ugh….”
I feigned being pushed back by Baife’s divine power, bending my waist deeply.
‘This is another test.’
Derus Robert could have stopped Baife immediately, yet he watched to see how I would respond. One small mistake here, and my head would roll.
‘Baife isn’t truly serious either.’
Baife appeared to be assisting Strude Priest. He simply wanted to leave a good impression, so accepting his challenge moderately would suffice.
‘If it were Jilpen…’
I channeled Jilpen’s obsessive desire for vengeance directly into my body and lifted my upper torso again.
“Don’t… disrespect me!”
Without drawing upon my true power, I unleashed only the desires I had cultivated here, pushing back Baife’s divine force.
“This… this madman!”
Baife’s jaw trembled as if he hadn’t expected me to overcome his own strength. His shaking shoulders revealed genuine shock.
“You must die before you come to your senses…!”
“That will be enough.”
Derus Robert regarded Baife with cold eyes.
“Baife. This is not your moment to intervene. Step back.”
He waved his hand, signaling Baife to retreat.
“I… I apologize!”
Baife bowed at a right angle to Derus Robert, grateful for the timely intervention.
“Consider yourself fortunate.”
He muttered a reminder to maintain courtesy toward Strude Priest until the end, then withdrew.
“Your Holiness. Allow me to apologize on your behalf.”
Derus Robert bowed with a pleasant smile. I had thought Strude Priest’s appearance was remarkable, but now that the real Derus had descended, the very atmosphere was on an entirely different scale.
If I were truly Jilpen, I would have been deceived by that smile.
“I understand. Now hurry and keep your promise!”
But the current me was a Jilpen consumed by desire, so I paid no attention to Derus Robert’s face and furrowed my brow, openly displaying my impatience.
-Heh heh heh….
Wrath let out a hollow laugh as if his head ached.
-I cannot fathom how this psychological warfare is unfolding. Are things actually proceeding correctly?
He massaged his throbbing temples, bewildered.
‘I no longer know myself.’
I understood Derus’s intention in descending here, but I could not read his psychology. From this point forward, it was all about seizing the moment. All I could do was grip the tiger’s back firmly and not let go.
“You seem impatient.”
Derus Robert’s smile deepened subtly.
“Don’t I look impatient?”
I said it was natural that I was in a hurry right now and stomped my foot roughly.
“Please do not worry too much. The Celestial Realm does not deceive you. As proof of that….”
Derus Robert nodded calmly and pointed to the Tower behind him.
“Your Tower has been completed.”
Following his gesture, my gaze shifted to see my Tower rising endlessly, piercing through the azure sky itself, and touching the Divine Cloud where the gods dwelled.
“Uwaaaaaaaa!”
“H-he pierced the sky! Jilpen’s Tower broke through the sky and rose up!”
“It’s true! The sky has finally opened!”
“Insane! Such overwhelming grandeur!”
“Whew! I never thought I’d actually witness this with my own eyes.”
The people gazed upon my magnificent and dignified Tower, erupting in gasps and cheers.
“S-so what do I do now?”
My eyes were bloodshot crimson as my hands trembled. My inner self remained glacially composed, while my exterior radiated the scorching flames of a furnace.
“You must summon an Archangel who can fulfill the Deity’s wish.”
Derus Robert extended his pristine white hands with a gentle smile, as if he hadn’t lifted a finger in this entire ordeal.
“Grasp my hands before the Tower and summon the Archangel. Only then will your voice reach that Divine Land.”
He nodded calmly, assuring me that everything would proceed naturally from that point onward.
“You said all I had to do was build the Tower, but this is damnably complicated!”
I snorted and stared at Derus Robert’s outstretched hands before me.
“Ahahaha! I’m afraid there’s no way around it.”
Derus Robert chuckled softly and shook his head.
“If you think about it, that Tower is merely a megaphone, and I’m simply the one transmitting sound through it.”
He turned and began walking toward the Tower.
“This is genuinely bothersome.”
“I heard I have to do it that way too.”
“If we can become Transcendents, we should at least do this much!”
“It wouldn’t be fun if it were too easy! A little buildup is only right!”
The people moved toward the Tower with anticipation brimming in their hearts, grinning widely.
“Tsk.”
I clicked my tongue as I followed Derus Robert.
‘Is this the final test?’
From the situation, it was clear that Derus Robert intended to take my hand directly and examine my soul.
‘He might have already seen through me.’
I had done my best to act the part, but Derus might have already discerned my true identity and completed his preparations to kill me.
‘No, that’s not it.’
With his current power, Derus Robert could kill me without the Heavenly Residents noticing. The fact that he was approaching me this way meant he hadn’t yet reached a definitive conclusion.
‘Should I make the first move?’
I quickly scanned Derus Robert’s entire form with my eyes.
‘No, it won’t work. Even if I succeeded, it would be meaningless.’
Derus Robert was already wary of me, making a surprise attack far too risky to succeed.
Even if I could land a strike, he had his soul embedded in a clone, so I couldn’t inflict serious damage. The best approach was to somehow summon the Archangel and sever his neck.
‘But if I take Derus Robert’s hand….’
I bit my lip as I watched Derus Robert’s back.
‘I’ll definitely be exposed.’
Derus Robert was a monster with a soul so vast that even Darkan feared it.
His power had nearly matched Glen’s, so he would undoubtedly pierce through all nine rings of fire and perceive my true soul.
‘What should I do?’
As I steadied my trembling hands against the anxiety, Derus Robert stopped walking.
“Now then, shall we begin?”
Derus Robert stood before his Tower, which had pierced through the heavens themselves, and extended both hands once more. Within his azure eyes burned confidence intertwined with contempt for humanity.
‘There is only one path forward.’
I gazed upon Derus Robert’s unnaturally pale hands and twisted my lips into a smile.
‘I will transcend the limits of the Nine Rings here!’
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