The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1238

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Chapter 1238

Whoooooosh!

Martha stomped her feet roughly in the empty training ground of Hyeonmu Hall. One kick wasn’t enough to vent her frustration, so she lashed out repeatedly, creating violent tremors that shook the earth itself.

“Damn it!”

Still unsatisfied, Martha hurled curses at the sky and swung her fists with fury.

“Blast it all!”

I had brushed past the overwhelming defeat at the 5th Training Ground as if it were nothing, but I couldn’t accept such a crushing loss so easily.
It burned even more because I lost to Lunan Slion—someone I always thought was slightly beneath me.

But the real reason for my anger wasn’t the loss itself.

‘I want to help him, but…’

There’s nothing I can do.

Lunan Slion was clearly going through something difficult. I didn’t know what it was, but the dark circles under that sleepyhead’s eyes and the exhaustion clinging to him were truly rare sights.

I wanted to crush him with the martial power I’d honed day and night, then offer my help. But instead, I lost by such an overwhelming margin that even someone as action-oriented as me couldn’t find the words to say anything more.

“Now that I think about it, the gap is probably inevitable…”

Unlike me, who had only recently obtained the Authority of Jealousy, Lunan Slion had been the first to receive the Authority of Sloth and had been training with it all this time.
According to Raon, Lunan Slion’s compatibility with Sloth was at the Demon Lord level, and since he received it far earlier than me, it was only natural that such a gap had opened up.

“But still…”

I gritted my teeth and drew my sword.

“I don’t want to fall this far behind!”

Thanks to my competitive spirit, obtaining the Authority of Jealousy had proven worthwhile. Despite the crushing defeat, I refused to give up. I had to catch up somehow and defeat Lunan Slion.

“Haaaaaaaa!”

Martha unleashed a battle cry that made the very heavens tremble, her blade cutting through the air with devastating force. The ascending sword techniques she had never shown Lunan Slion cascaded forth in rapid succession, sending violent tremors erupting through the Training Ground of Hyunmu Division.

She didn’t realize it, but burning with competitive fervor against a worthy rival was remarkably effective at amplifying the power of jealousy that dwelt within her soul.

Shhhhhhh.

Just as Martha was wielding her blade with frenzied intensity, slowly blooming the jealousy’s authority that resided in her spirit, the Training Ground door opened carefully, and a raven-haired beauty who bore a striking resemblance to her entered.

It was Erena—Martha’s Mother, whose body had once been seized by the White Blood Cult Master.

“Huff….”

Martha, unaware of Erena’s arrival, continued for another hour, combining sword practice with venting her frustrations before finally lowering her blade.

“Huh? Oh, Mom!”

Only then did she notice Erena, her eyes widening in surprise.

“It seems something troubling happened.”

Erena walked carefully across the devastated floor, smiling gently.

“Evening came, and you didn’t return, so I came to fetch you.”

She nodded, indicating she had been waiting for Martha.

“I’m, I’m sorry. Something made me angry.”

Martha scratched the back of her head, embarrassed that she had vented her emotions in front of Erena.

“That’s understandable. I’m actually proud that you didn’t burst out in front of others and instead endured it alone.”

Erena squeezed Martha’s hand tightly, delighted by how much she had matured.

“Ugh….”

Martha felt the turbulent emotions subsiding at Erena’s warm words, and she scratched her cheeks in embarrassment.

“So what happened? Tell your mother everything.”

Erena held Martha’s hand as they both collapsed onto the Training Ground floor.

“It’s just….”

Martha’s eyes darted for a moment before meeting Erena’s gaze, and she poured out everything that had transpired in the Training Ground that day.

“I see. So Lunan Slion.”

Erena was astonished that Lunan Slion, who had always seemed merely adorable and spirited, had grown strong enough to effortlessly overwhelm her daughter. Yet she nodded calmly.

“I understand your impatience—a companion you thought was walking alongside you has surged ahead. However….”

She smiled warmly and patted Martha’s back gently.

“Your mother thinks our daughter is far more impressive than Lunan Slion.”
“What? What do you mean by that?”

Martha tilted her head in confusion.

“Despite suffering such a crushing defeat, you thought of your friend first and offered words of encouragement. Not many people possess such a generous heart.”

Erena gazed at Martha anew through today’s events, her smile tender and knowing.

“No, that’s not it! And they’re not even a friend! None of that is true!”

Martha’s face flushed with embarrassment at her mother’s praise, and she shook her head vigorously.

“I see.”

Erena’s smile never wavered, as if she understood every corner of Martha’s heart.

“Ugh….”

Martha let out a pained groan as she looked at Erena.

“I’m not eating dinner tonight! I’m just going to keep training!”

She rose to her feet again, declaring that today she would taste the dust of the Training Ground instead of dinner.

“Yes. Sometimes that sounds rather appealing.”

Erena nodded calmly, seeming to appreciate giving Martha her own time alone.

“Though I noticed your sword balance has become slightly unsteady. In the first form, you should put more force into your left leg, and in the second form, it would be better to lower your lower body a bit more. Your aura is also trying to move too grandly, which makes your movements sluggish instead. As for the third form….”

She wasn’t merely observing Martha—she proceeded to offer detailed advice about swordsmanship and technique.

“Huh? Mother…?”

Martha blinked blankly. She couldn’t fathom what her mother, who had never learned martial arts, was saying.

“Oh my! I didn’t mean to.”

Erena lightly tapped her lips as if acknowledging her mistake, then stepped back.

“Don’t mind it. I was simply making an observation.”

She smiled awkwardly, waved her hand, and left the Training Ground.

“What was that….”

Martha pondered Erena’s words, tilting her head in confusion. For advice from a mother who had never wielded a sword, it was oddly detailed and precise.

“Should I give it a try?”

It wasn’t difficult to attempt the swordsmanship as Erena suggested, and there was nothing to lose, so Martha decided to test it.

Clang!

Martha recalled Erena’s advice as she executed the first form with force concentrated in her left leg, lowered her center of gravity in the second form, and rotated her wrist slightly more in the third form.

Whoooosh!

With merely a slight adjustment in stance, the power of her swordsmanship transformed dramatically. She felt both the weight and speed she had been seeking.

‘And on top of that….’

Rather than trying to move my aura all at once, dividing it into two stages allowed me to shift power far more swiftly.

“Hah!”

Martha stared at the Training Ground door through which Erena had departed, letting out an exasperated breath.

“Mother. What on earth….”

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“What would you like to do today?”

Raon took Lunan’s hand and offered her a warm smile—one that seemed slightly softer than his usual expression.

“Hmm….”

Lunan gazed blankly at Raon’s face before lowering her chin slightly.

“I want to train….”

She blinked, saying she wanted to wield her sword even in her dreams.

“Train?”

Raon’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Yes…. Martha has grown stronger….”

Lunan recalled the sparring match with Martha she’d had today and smacked her lips briefly.

“I want to become stronger too….”

She clenched her fists, saying she wanted to grow stronger after learning so much from her match with Martha.

“Hmm….”

Raon folded his arms and pursed his lips.

“I’ve been preparing all sorts of fun activities for you, but if you want to train, I suppose there’s no helping it.”

He squinted one eye slightly, as if disappointed.

“Entertainment…?”

Lunan Slion tilted his head curiously, wondering what kind of entertainment I was referring to.

“Yeah. I’ve prepared new flavors at the Pearl Ice Cream Shop, and I even built a contraption that lets you soar into the sky and see the entire village from above. Plus….”

I told Lunan Slion about the ice cream, food, and amusement devices I had prepared together with the villagers. My expression remained smiling throughout, yet strangely, a subtle sentimentality bloomed across my face—something that didn’t usually exist there.

“Hmm….”

Lunan Slion seemed oblivious to my sentimental smile, stroking her chin as she fell into contemplation.

“Still, for now….”

It was just as she was about to say she would continue training without breaking her resolve.

“I’ll stay with you the whole time.”

I told Lunan Slion I would remain by her side and squeezed her hand firmly.

“Let’s enjoy ourselves first. We can train afterward, can’t we? We have plenty of time to spend together.”

I smiled gently, suggesting we lift our spirits first before training together.

“Ah….”

Lunan Slion stared blankly at my smile before slowly parting her lips.

“I understand… if you say so, Raon….”

She knew that the real me would never postpone training, but since this was a dream, she didn’t notice the difference and nodded her head.

“Should we look at the flower crown the children prepared for you?”

I took Lunan Slion’s hand and led her toward the Flower Garden.

“Sister! Why are you so late!”
“Big sister! Come quickly!”

The children playing in the Flower Garden beamed with bright smiles and waved their hands at Lunan Slion.

“Big sister! Try this on!”
“We worked really hard to make it for you!”

The children held out an ornate flower crown woven from vibrant blossoms and gestured for her to place it on her head.

“Thank you….”

Lunan Slion grasped the flower crown the children had given her with hands that trembled slightly. Thinking of how the children must have crafted it with their small hands, I felt both endeared and grateful.

“Put it on.”

Raon nodded, believing it would suit her well.

“Okay….”

Lunan Slion placed the flower crown, still warm from the children’s touch, upon her head.

“How does it look…?”

She gazed at Raon with a gentle smile that contrasted sharply with her usual demeanor.

“Beautiful. It suits you perfectly.”

Raon spoke words he would rarely dare utter in reality, his lips curving into a genuine smile.

“We prepared it so carefully!”
“Yes. I’m glad it looks good.”

The children nodded with beaming faces. Their hands were clearly soiled from soil and flower petals from their earnest efforts.

“You all….”

Lunan Slion took the children’s hands and gently bit her lip.

“Lunan. Let’s go get some pearl ice cream now.”

I placed my hand on Lunan’s shoulder, eager to move forward.

“Huh…? But what about these children….”

Lunan felt a tremor in the child’s hand and blinked slowly.

“It’s fine. The children have already eaten.”

I shook my head, indicating I had already taken care of the children.

“That’s right!”
“We ate a lot!”

The children quickly released Lunan’s hand and nodded, urging us to go ahead.

“Really…?”

Only after hearing that the children had already eaten pearl ice cream did Lunan turn her body around.

“Let’s go.”

I took Lunan’s hand again and headed toward the Pearl Ice Cream Shop.
The Pearl Ice Cream Shop in this village was several times larger than the ones in Zigheart or Camelrun. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the largest on the Continent.

“Wow….”

Lunan gasped as she gazed upon the pearl ice creams filling the shop. For someone with such muted emotional expressions, this was truly a rare occurrence.

“Pick whichever you like.”

I nodded broadly, as if to say I would buy anything she wanted.

“Okay!”

With a faint blush coloring her pale cheeks, Lunan examined the displayed pearl ice creams one by one. She seemed to be in excellent spirits, her fingers and toes fidgeting continuously.

“….”

I watched Lunan Slion’s expression reflected in the display case from behind her back. My gaze was gentle, yet somehow an unsettling aura seemed to emanate from me.

“How many…?”
“Choose as many as you’d like.”

I told Lunan Slion she could pick anything she wanted and withdrew a pouch of gold coins.

“Mm…”

Rather than the ice cream itself, Lunan Slion seemed delighted by my response, her smile deepening as she began selecting her flavors.

After that, she spent a wonderful time with me riding mechanical attractions, wandering through the village, and enjoying delicious food.

The warmth transmitted through my hand made her completely forget the thought that she should train after witnessing Martha’s determination.

“It’s time to go now.”

I released Lunan Slion’s hand, which I had been holding all day, and nodded slightly.

“Mm…”

Lunan Slion exhaled a heavy sigh of reluctance.

“Don’t worry. We can meet again. And…”

I nodded calmly, assuring her that we would see each other again.

“Later, we will never be apart.”

I clenched my fist as if swearing that I would always be with Lunan Slion.

“Mm…”

Lunan Slion smiled softly, as if pleased as well.

“Then…”

As I waved my hand, Lunan Slion felt the world trembling and closed her eyes.

“Gasp!”

As Lunan Slion opened my eyes, I found myself in my own room, still wearing yesterday’s clothes, exactly where I had fallen asleep.

“What…?”

I knew I had experienced a long dream, yet I couldn’t recall a single detail of what it had been.
No matter how hard I racked my brain, not even the faintest memory surfaced.

It had been a pleasant dream—a rare, genuinely happy one in my life, the kind that made sleep feel like a blessing—yet the frustration of being unable to remember it gnawed at me.

But it wasn’t only the dream that eluded my memory.

“What happened yesterday…?”

The events of yesterday’s reality were equally hazy.

“I was definitely at the Training Ground…”

I clutched my head, struggling to piece together what had actually occurred.

“I trained…”

I had completely forgotten my intense sparring match with Martha and how her words had moved me—my recollection ended with nothing but training.

“Sigh…”

I pushed myself upright, gazing through the window at the pale, fading sunlight. I grabbed Seolhwa, draped across the bed, and exhaled heavily.

“I’m exhausted…”

My reflection appeared in the mirror as I walked toward the door. Dark circles had deepened beneath my eyes, yet a faint smile lingered at the corners of my lips.

“I want to sleep more…”

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