The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1262

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Chapter 1262

Clang!

A sharp blade wind sliced across the torchlight that struggled to push back the darkness, and a crimson vortex of energy erupted upward.

Whoooosh!

The swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall didn’t waste a single moment preparing camp—they were entirely focused on their personal cultivation.

“Their sword energy is alive!”

Martha waved her hand vigorously, clearly pleased with the momentum of the swordsmen.

“This is what the Sword Ghosts of the 5th Training Ground should be!”

When Raon returned, she smiled knowingly, remarking that the swordsmen seemed to have reverted to their former selves.

“It’s certainly different….”

Burren Zigheart exhaled a long sigh, unusual for him.

“Thanks to this, I’m painfully aware of just how pathetic my leadership was.”

He shook his head, noting how vastly different Gwangpung Hall was under his guidance compared to under Raon’s.

“Come on! There’s nothing we can do about it! That man isn’t even human like us!”

Crain chuckled, offering consolation that was anything but consoling.

“R-right! Raon has always been different from ordinary people from the start! Even while cursed, he crushed all the talents of the 5th Training Ground!”

Dorian, seemingly able to read hearts but not the room, spouted similar sentiments alongside Crain.

“I suppose….”

Burren’s shoulders sagged further, as though all his strength had drained away.

“….”

Lunan Slion said nothing, quietly observing the swordsmen’s training before approaching one of them.

“There—bring your right elbow in a bit more….”

She took hold of the swordsman’s body directly and corrected his posture.

“T-thank you.”
“….”

Lunan Slion nodded at the swordsman’s gratitude and returned to her place, resuming her observation of the other trainees.

“That idiot seems to have finally come to his senses, doesn’t he?”

Martha grinned widely, relieved that Lunan Slion had regained his focus.

“That’s fortunate, at least.”

Burren Zigheart smiled with relief, seeing that Lunan Slion had grown beyond his former self.

“Once this is over, I’ll request a sparring match. I can’t just leave a Transcendent idle, after all.”

Martha licked her lips, eager to use Lunan Slion to elevate her own achievements.

“So you’re thinking the same thing I am.”

Burren Zigheart narrowed his eyes, revealing that he too intended to train using Lunan Slion.

“Hmph! No matter what you do, I’m the second Transcendent of Gwangpung Hall!”

Martha lifted her chin defiantly, refusing to lose to Burren Zigheart.

“With the temporary Head of House present, you’re the third Transcendent. Besides, there’s no winning or losing in achievement. Of course, I won’t lose to you.”

Burren Zigheart bit his lip slightly, determined to match Martha’s competitive spirit.

“I’ll help you both….”

Lunan Slion slipped silently between Burren and Martha, nodding. She seemed to have overheard their conversation from a distance and come here.

“W-what!”
“Ugh!”

Martha and Burren stumbled backward, startled by Lunan Slion’s sudden appearance.

“Y-you shouldn’t be joining in at a time like this!”
“R-right! This is supposed to be just us three competing!”

Both of them shook their heads at Lunan Slion, questioning why she had come all the way here.

“Hmm…?”

Lunan Slion tilted her head, as if she didn’t understand what they meant.

Martha and Burren bickered with each other like old times, their voices loud and chaotic, while Lunan Slion stood between them with a vacant expression, blinking slowly.

“It’s started.”
“Right. It feels like it’s been forever since we’ve seen those three quarreling like that.”
“Now that everyone’s back, I can finally rest easy.”
“This is what the 5th Training Ground should be like, this is what Gwangpung Hall should be!”

The swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall felt relief watching Burren, Martha, and Lunan Slion return to their true selves, and warm laughter spread among them.

“Hmm.”

I gazed at Burren, Martha, and Lunan Slion visible among the Gwangpung Hall swordsmen, a faint smile crossing my face.

‘Not bad at all.’

Through the incident involving Siria Slion, Martha, Burren, and Lunan Slion had achieved spiritual growth far beyond mere martial advancement.
I could see it clearly because I had walked that path myself. The souls of these three, having ascended to a higher realm, would never be broken by anyone.

‘And besides…’

Burren and Martha would follow soon.

The Wall of Transcendence blocking the path of Burren and Martha was already filled with cracks. It was clear that both of them would ascend to transcendence, following Lunan Slion’s footsteps in the not-too-distant future.

“Ugh….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer’s lips trembled as he witnessed the affection Gwangpung Hall displayed—deeper than family bonds. Rather than jealousy or anger, he seemed to feel something unexpected: envy.

“Bearwolf Sorcerer.”

I turned my gaze toward him and rotated my wrist.

“I’ll ask again. How does access to Eden Headquarters proceed?”

By tomorrow, I would arrive at the entrance to Eden Headquarters that the Bearwolf Sorcerer had mentioned, so I wanted to hear that explanation once more.

“Mm….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer couldn’t meet my eyes and looked down at his knees, swallowing dryly.

“L-like I said, if you go near the entrance of the Headquarters and send the designated signal, a gatekeeper will appear. If your identity is confirmed through dialogue with him, the entrance to the Headquarters opens.”

He shook his head, saying that since the entrance is hidden, there’s no way to enter the Headquarters without going through the gatekeeper.

“Is that all?”

I narrowed my eyes, demanding he reveal what he was hiding.

“I-I’m telling the truth! I have no reason to deceive you!”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer bit his lip, saying that since he decided to follow Siria Slion, he no longer had a place in Eden.

“That’s true.”

I lowered my brow calmly.

“Then shall we talk about that?”

I looked at the Bearwolf Sorcerer with settled eyes.

“Why did you follow Siria Slion? Why did you help him, even going so far as to use that ancient sorcery that’s so difficult?”

I posed the most crucial question to understand the Bearwolf Sorcerer’s psychology.

“That’s….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer couldn’t answer immediately, gnawing at his lips.

“To save someone….”

He said he had followed Siria Slion to save someone, clenching his fists.

“To save someone?”

I furrowed my brows, irritation evident in my expression.

“I know it’s hypocritical to harm others while claiming to save people. But….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer exhaled a deep sigh tinged with the scent of blood.

“I had no choice. Siria Slion actually freed me from the Bearwolf Sorcerer’s spirit….”

He bowed his head deeply, saying that Siria Slion was the only one who could help him.

“I see.”

I didn’t ask further and simply nodded. It seemed unlikely that more questions would yield any real answers, and I had no particular interest in the circumstances of a villain.

“We need to travel far again tomorrow, so get some rest.”

I waved my hand, telling the Bearwolf Sorcerer to sleep.

“….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer nodded quietly and lay down on the ground.

-There are none without a story.

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he watched the Bearwolf Sorcerer close his eyes.

-There are only those who grow upright despite equal despair and hardship, and those who become twisted.

He snorted, looking at me and then at the Bearwolf Sorcerer in turn.

—So then….

Wrath gripped my shoulder and nodded vigorously.

—Come to the Demon Realm with the True Demon King! With you, we could even reshape the stagnant framework of the Demon Realm!

He trembled with round hands, as if envisioning the transformation the Demon Realm would undergo because of me.

—You’ve now earned the qualifications to be a king’s vessel, both in strength and spirit! Ah, there’s still a long way to go, but the foundation is laid! So….
‘No thanks.’

I pushed Wrath away and shook my head.

—Don’t treat the True Demon King like a peddler!

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“Really….”

I let out a small laugh and turned around.

“Is that the place?”
“Y-yes, it is….”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer nodded heavily, confirming it was correct.

“I’d heard about it beforehand, but it’s still remarkable.”

I blinked as I gazed at the massive city gate through which countless people flowed in and out.

“I never imagined Eden Headquarters would be hidden in the trading city of Camelrun.”

The place where I now stood was Camelrun, the heart of the Continent and the most renowned trading city.
I had never even considered that Eden Headquarters could exist in this vast, bustling hub of commerce, so seeing it with my own eyes was genuinely bewildering.

“W-wait! Are you really sure this is Camelrun?”

Crain stepped forward, swallowing dryly.

“Is this bastard deceiving us?”

Crain grabbed the Bearwolf Sorcerer by the collar, unable to believe it.

“No, wait….”

Dorian shook his head, stopping Crain.

“This man. He’s not lying….”

He bit his lip, as though he’d read the Bearwolf Sorcerer’s psyche through his insight.

“So Eden Headquarters is really here?”

Martha clenched her fists together excitedly.

“Not exactly. There might be a passage that leads to Headquarters.”

Burren Zigheart narrowed his eyes, suggesting there might be a gateway for travel rather than Eden Headquarters itself.

“….”

Lunan Slion closed his eyes and extended his senses to grasp the situation within Camelrun.

“Eden is in Camelrun….”
“So it wouldn’t be strange for those merchants down there to suddenly wear helmets.”
“Right. Eden members look no different from ordinary people without their helmets or masks, so it’s easy for them to hide their identities.”
“Yeah. It makes sense.”

The Gwangpung Hall swordsmen accepted the reality and nodded calmly.

“Nothing ever resolves simply.”

I let out a faint laugh. Eden was a gathering of the most deranged lunatics among Oma. It wouldn’t be strange for them to hide themselves in this city teeming with people. The thought of hunting down those helmeted ghosts and collecting blood debt made my fists clench involuntarily.
If it were those bastards, it wouldn’t be strange for them to hide their bodies in this City full of people. Just thinking about finding the ghosts of Tugou and collecting blood money made strength naturally surge into my fingertips.

“Guide them to where the gatekeeper is.”

Raon jerked his chin toward Camelrun and pushed the Bearwolf Sorcerer forward.

“N-not now.”

The Bearwolf Sorcerer shook his head firmly.

“The Gatekeeper appears at dawn, and we need preparations to summon him.”

He furrowed his brow, insisting we couldn’t summon the Gatekeeper as things stood.

“This is so damn complicated! Can’t we just smash everything?”

Martha stomped her foot in frustration.

“We came here to collect blood debt anyway!”

She gnashed her teeth, muttering about simply entering, finding Eden, and slitting their throats.

“Martha….”

Burren Zigheart grabbed his head, uncertain where to even begin explaining.

“If we do that, we won’t be the Five Emperors anymore—we’ll become Oma instead. We’ll earn a reputation even worse than Eden’s!”

He sighed, saying Eden likely created this entrance precisely to lure them into such a trap.

“Ahem, I see….”

Crain cleared his throat, apparently sharing Martha’s thoughts.

“We have to wait….”

Lunan Slion gently grasped Martha’s wrist, as if recalling the incidents he’d caused by failing to wait.

“I know! I just said it because I’m frustrated!”

Martha snorted at Lunan Slion, but she didn’t pull her hand away.

“Bearwolf Sorcerer.”

I looked down at the Bearwolf Sorcerer and beckoned with my finger.

“Prepare to summon the Gatekeeper. Once I’ve called him….”

I placed my hand on the Heavenly Sword, my gaze turning cold and sharp.

“Severing his head will give me the answers I need.”

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