The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1231

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Chapter 1231

“Right now….”

I scanned Glen Zigheart’s face and blinked slowly.

“You said you’d enter closed-door training?”

I naturally expected Glen to share with me
the contents of his conversation with the Heavenly Demon.

But I never anticipated that his first words would be a request for help with closed-door training.

“Yes.”

Glen nodded gravely.

“I need to enter seclusion.”

In this brief span of time, he had transformed—his gaze now sharp as a blade’s edge as he looked at me.

“What on earth happened?”

I bit my lip slightly. Even though Derus Robert was dead and his forces had crumbled, the Archangels and Eden’s Heavenly Demon still remained.

Monsters that couldn’t be faced without Glen still existed, and at any moment,
unforeseen crises could erupt in this dangerous period. His sudden decision to enter seclusion made no sense to me.

“The Heavenly Demon….”

Glen spoke the name of the Heavenly Demon before falling silent. He slowly closed his eyes as if recalling what had just transpired, then opened them again.

“Was watching me.”
“What do you mean….”

I didn’t immediately grasp Glen’s meaning and tilted my chin slightly.

“Literally. I wasn’t watching the Heavenly Demon, but the Heavenly Demon was watching only me.”

Glen Zigheart pressed his lips together as though his pride had been wounded.

“As the Head of House Zigheart, I prepared for the war to come. I gathered talented members of my family and trained them, and I personally participated in multiple operations to push back Derus Robert and the Eden Ghosts.”
“participated directly in the plan to push out Derus Robert and the Eden Ghosts.”

He exhaled heavily and traced his fingertips along the hilt of the Divine Heavenly Sword.

“I gained much from it. The talents of Zigheart each broke through their barriers, and through this war, I was able to eliminate Derus Robert and his forces. But….”

Glen trailed off, his brow furrowed.

“I remained in that place.”

He gripped the Divine Heavenly Sword tightly with trembling hands.

“I watched with pride as you broke through your barriers and advanced forward,
merely observing. And I believed that was right. My era had ended, after all.”

Glen smiled faintly, as though recalling the children stepping forward one by one.

“I vowed to end my final chapter as a warrior—Glen Zigheart—with a decisive battle against the Heavenly Demon. Though he had reached the same realm as me, I believed I could win. No, at that time, I was certain I could win. However….”

His lips trembled slightly as his emotions surged.

“The Heavenly Demon I saw today was different.”

For the first time, Glen clenched his fists so tightly that blood dripped, as though his pride had been crushed.

“Unlike me, who sought to nurture Zigheart, the Heavenly Demon abandoned Eden entirely and forged his body and spirit with only a decisive duel against me in mind. He prepared for a life-or-death battle from the beginning—something I only now conceived of.”
“Abandoned Eden….”

I exhaled sharply at a statement I could scarcely imagine.

‘That madman truly has lost his mind.’

Everyone knew the Heavenly Demon was targeting Glen, but I never imagined he would cast aside his own faction, Eden itself, and focus solely on one-on-one combat.
He was no different from Darkan, the Black Night Sword God who abandoned the Holy Sword Association.

‘Grandfather certainly attracts some peculiar individuals.’

Perhaps because Glen Zigheart was the Continent’s mightiest swordmaster, warriors brimming with madness seemed to gravitate toward him.

-You’re no pushover yourself.

Wrath snorted as if to dismiss the notion.

-Have you forgotten how much torment you’ve endured all this time?

He tilted his chin, urging me to think carefully.

‘That’s true enough.’

I furrowed my brow, recalling the enemies who had become obsessed with me. Of course, the person who had shown the most obsession was, strangely enough, Evelyn—who now lived with me.

-That old fool seems to regret not focusing on his own cultivation, but the True Demon King’s thoughts differ.

Wrath clicked his tongue briefly.

-If one lives as a lone wolf,
that’s one thing. But if you bear the weight of a faction, prioritizing it is only natural!

Like a true ‘lord’ of the Demon Realm who cherished his subordinates, he acknowledged Glen’s conduct as the head of a faction—something different from his past.

-A man who abandons those who follow him and focuses only on his own strength lacks the qualities of a true king!
‘I share that sentiment.’

Just as Wrath said, Glen had reached a new pinnacle, having learned the value of family and clan—unlike his days as a tyrant of old.
Had he continued living that solitary existence, he would never have attained the absolute power he possessed now.

“If I had fought the Heavenly Demon today, I would have lost for certain.”

Glen exhaled a long, heavy sigh.

“It’s only natural that one who pursues a single path differs from one who tries to nurture many.”

His pride stung, yet he clenched his teeth, forced to acknowledge the Heavenly Demon’s superiority.

“Grandfather.”

I turned my gaze back to Glen Zigheart.

“I hope you won’t regret the past. Even if the Heavenly Demon abandoned everything and yearned only for a life-or-death duel with you, the time you spent with us is worth far more than that.”

Thanks to Glen Zigheart’s direct instruction, I and the elite of the Zigheart had grown considerably stronger.
With that growth as our foundation, we were able to decisively defeat Derus Robert in war.

“Since Grandfather believed in us and supported us, I will help you with anything. Whether it’s seclusion, training, or combat—just say the word.”

I and Gwangpung Hall—no, all the warriors who drew breath in the Zigheart had grown thanks to Glen Zigheart’s light, so I declared I would help with anything.

“….”

Glen Zigheart stared at me with vacant eyes. His expression showed he had never expected me to say such things.

“Kuhk, kuhahahahahaha!”

He burst into rare, hearty laughter, clutching his head.

“Did you really think I would regret spending time on you all?”

Glen Zigheart shook his head firmly, as if to say that was absolutely not the case.

“I merely felt regret toward myself. Even while watching your swordsmanship, I had ample time to focus on personal training and hone my resolve against the Heavenly Demon.”

He lowered his hand, saying it wasn’t the time spent for the family that he regretted, but rather his own laziness.

“I will never regret coming to know you all and what I’ve felt.”

Glen Zigheart struck his clenched fist against his left chest.

“Then the seclusion is….”

I opened my mouth in surprise, watching Glen Zigheart’s fist.

“I have no intention of abandoning my position as Head of House and acting recklessly. I simply wish to see the end against the greatest opponent as a warrior—Glen Zigheart.”

Glen nodded, saying he simply wanted to face the Heavenly Demon in their peak states.

“Now I have people I can trust and entrust this vast Zigheart family to.”

He chuckled softly and glanced to his right.

“Head of House. You called for me?”

Karun Zigheart, the leader of the Central Intelligence Agency, approached with measured steps. He bowed immediately, as though summoned by Glen to the Annex Building.

“Ah….”

I let out a brief exclamation as I watched Glen and Karun bowing before him.

‘Is he planning to temporarily entrust the Head of House position to Karun?’

Glen had mentioned having someone to entrust the vast family to, and it seemed that person was Karun Zigheart.

‘He was a failure before, but now….’

He wouldn’t be bad. No—he might become an excellent Head of House.

Karun had genuinely reflected on his stubborn past and ascended to the realm of transcendence.

Even now, he hadn’t lost that conviction, and rather than focusing on accumulating achievements, he stood in the position most suited to him and worked for the family’s benefit, so even as a temporary Head of House, he seemed capable of handling it well.

“I intend to enter seclusion starting tomorrow, so I need you to manage Zigheart for a while.”

Glen waved his hand lightly, as though entrusting a small shop rather than the Zigheart family.

“Pardon…?”

Karun blinked blankly, unable to comprehend Glen’s sudden words, much like Lunan fighting off drowsiness.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. Please explain in detail.”

Even in his confusion, he requested an explanation first and bowed his head.

“I need to enter seclusion to prepare for my final confrontation with the Heavenly Demon. Don’t you need someone to manage the family? It’s temporary, but I’m asking you to try.”

Glen provided a more detailed explanation, nodding his chin.

“Hmm….”

Karun’s lips trembled with bewilderment despite hearing Glen’s explanation.

“Come to the Patriarch’s Hall in the Main Mansion at dawn tomorrow. I’ll hand over the position to you there.”

Glen waved his hand as though it wouldn’t take long.

“…Understood, sir.”

Karun quickly regained his composure as befitted a transcendent, bowing his head. Despite the position of Head of House—something he’d yearned for his entire life—drawing near, he prioritized understanding the situation first. It seemed he would perform admirably as temporary Head of House.

“Raon. Since you’ve agreed to assist with my seclusion, come to the Patriarch’s Hall at the same time tomorrow.”

Glen summoned Raon to the same place, licking his lips.

“Yes, understood, sir.”

Raon bowed deeply to Glen. Though he would participate in seclusion training to assist Glen, there was no reason to decline—it would bring tremendous benefits to himself as well.

“Ah, one more thing.”

Glen raised a single finger before Raon and Karun.

“Karun, if Raon completes his seclusion and emerges before I do while you’re serving as temporary Head of House, you must relinquish the position to him.”

He rotated his finger side to side with a subtle smile.

“Opportunity must be fair, after all.”

Glen shrugged his shoulders as though reminding them he would elaborate further tomorrow.

“Opportunity….”

Raon swallowed dryly upon hearing Glen’s words.

‘So it wasn’t being passed to Karun permanently after all.’

Glen Zigheart wasn’t simply undertaking closed-door training for his life-or-death duel with the Heavenly Demon—it seemed he was using that time to determine who truly deserved to be the Head of House of Zigheart.

‘Grandfather hasn’t changed after all.’

I had thought he was merely focusing on training, driven by the Heavenly Demon’s intense fighting spirit, but Glen had calculated everything. Even now, he seemed to prioritize the Family Estate over himself.

“I understand.”

Karun nodded as though he had known from the start that Glen would respond this way.

“However, I believe the opportunity is not equally distributed.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if something troubled him.

“What do you mean by unequal?”

Glen tilted his chin slightly.

“You initially said you would grant higher scores in the succession test to whoever made the greatest contribution in finding Derus Robert or Eden.”

As he spoke the word “succession,” he gazed intently at Raon.

“In this war against Derus Robert, it’s undeniable that Gwangpung made the greatest contribution. I believe he deserves a greater opportunity.”

Karun nodded calmly, as if agreeing that since Raon had made significant contributions in the war against Derus Robert, he should be granted a longer tenure as temporary Head of House.

“There’s no need to worry about that.”

Glen drew a thin smile and waved his hand.

“I will send Gwangpung ahead first and remain in closed-door training, so he will have ample time to serve as temporary Head of House.”

He smiled, indicating that Raon would be given sufficient time as well.

“In return, you’ll need to assist me when that time comes.”
“That settles it then.”

Karun clasped his hands before him, as if he had nothing more to say.

“Is that so?”

Glen Zigheart gave Karun’s shoulder a light pat, as if proud of him.

“Then let’s go. Come to the Patriarch’s Hall tomorrow.”

After telling me he’d see me tomorrow, he walked toward the Main Mansion with Karun.

“….”

Karun gave me a brief nod before following Glen.

-Whoa!

Wrath’s jaw dropped as he watched Karun’s retreating figure.

-That blue-eyed bastard’s lifelong dream was to become the Head of House of your family! And he was willing to give it up? He’s truly lost his mind!

He shook his head vigorously as if it were an astonishing event—as unlikely as the sun rising at night.

-He’s changed so much! It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he’s become a Demon!

Wrath thrust his face toward me, bewildered at how this could be possible.

‘The analogy is a bit odd, but…’

I pushed Wrath away and wrinkled my nose slightly.

‘He’s not wrong. I’ve changed far too much. And because of that…’

I gazed at Karun’s broad, upright back and curved my lips gently.

“The position of Head of House won’t be easy either, will it?”

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