The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 160

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Chapter 160

Before leaving the cave, I summoned my status window to check what I had gained.

【Status Window】
Name: Raon Zigheart.
Title: 【Destroyer King】.
Condition: Curse of Bitter Cold (Two Strands).
Traits: 【Wrath】, 【Sloth】, Ring of Fire (6-Star), Water Resistance (5-Star), Sense of Legends (3-Star), Mana Craft (4-Star), Glacial (4-Star), Fire Resistance (3-Star), Bleeding Curse (1-Star), Ambush (2-Star), Indomitable Will (2-Star), Demon Adaptation (1-Star), Focus (1-Star).

Strength: 138.
Agility: 134.
Stamina: 132.
Mana: 136.
Perception: 152.
Wrath: 25.

In the three weeks since arriving at the Central Intelligence Agency, I had achieved absurd growth. Now I could defeat Horain far more easily.

‘Two strands left….’

The Curse of Bitter Cold that had been nine strands was now down to just two. It was only a prediction, but it seemed like it would disappear completely the moment I reached Master rank.

‘If it’s already this powerful, and all of it disappears….’

I would be able to manipulate mana at a completely different level. It seemed like I could grow stronger in a direction different from enlightenment, and I felt anticipation building.

‘Then….’

I opened the Destroyer King title I had obtained this time.

【Destroyer King】
A title granted to those who indiscriminately destroyed all things they laid eyes upon.
Ability: When destroying something, 6% is added to Strength.

The moment I finished reading the description, my jaw dropped.

A six percent increase meant that with my current strength of 138, an additional 8.28 points would be added when destroying something, allowing me to exert a force close to 146.

It was currently 8, but as my base strength increased, that number would rise as well—a title whose effectiveness improved the more I grew.

-Ah….

Unlike me, who was delighted, Wrath drooped like a water-soaked towel.

-How torturous. Is life truly this agonizing?

He uttered strange words while staring blankly ahead. Having not seen the sun for two weeks, his condition seemed poor.

-Why must I endure this confined existence, only to be robbed….
“We’ll get out soon. Then we can eat something delicious.”
-That is true!

Wrath instantly regained his spirits and stretched.

-What are you doing! Leave at once!
“….”

I had done it myself, but it was easy. Too easy, frighteningly so. I found it hard to believe this creature was truly the Lord of Wrath.

“Right. Let’s go. Come on.”

I stopped mid-stride and turned back, sweeping my gaze across the traces of my ancestors that I had erased myself.

‘I’ll see them again someday.’

Hoping to meet that Blonde Swordsman who seemed to guide me once more, I headed toward the cave’s exit.

My body felt heavy from not sleeping and pushing myself, but my heart was lighter than ever.

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Urek narrowed his eyes as he gazed toward the cave from which Raon and Burren would emerge.

‘I wish Glen were here.’

Karun Zigheart had resolved the situation immediately upon arriving at the Conflict Zone, but according to Glen’s new orders, he had to remain there for another week and hadn’t yet reached the Central Intelligence Agency.

With no choice, Urek stood before the cave entrance with Lef and Horain—the only executives remaining at the Central Intelligence Agency—and several other swordsmen of exceptional prowess.

Around noon, sounds of movement echoed from Cave 5. Shortly after, Burren emerged with a slightly pallid complexion, his brow furrowed.

“The sunlight is brighter than I expected.”

Burren raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun, emanating an entirely different presence than he had two weeks prior. It seemed he had trained with all his might in that cave where mana’s flow was twisted.

Urek observed Burren and slowly nodded.

‘Truly remarkable.’

He is worthy of being his son.

While most swordsmen merely wasted time in that cave before departing, this one had continued his training—a truly impressive feat.

“Director.”

Burren recognized Urek and approached, bowing his head. His eyes still squinted against the brightness.

“Well done.”
“Is Raon still inside?”
“Yes. Will you wait?”
“No. There’s no need to see him. That fellow will certainly emerge stronger.”
“You know that and still intend to leave?”
“Raon is Raon. I am myself.”

Burren smiled faintly and shook his head. Despite having witnessed the sparring between Raon and Horain, he carried himself with confidence and composure—a steady gaze that spoke of inheriting the blood of the Central Intelligence Agency’s director.

‘He has grown.’

The child once consumed by obstinacy had become a formidable, steadfast warrior. The other executives nodded broadly upon witnessing Burren’s self-assurance.

“Then go rest. You have two days off.”
“Thank you.”

He glanced briefly at Cave 1 before heading toward the Central Intelligence Agency Dormitory.

Three hours had passed since Burren left, and I still hadn’t emerged. I was beginning to wonder if I’d have to venture back into that wretched cave.

BOOM!

A deafening roar and tremor erupted from within Cave 1—as if a mountain were collapsing. The grinding screech of stone being sawed accompanied it.

“D-Director!”
“That m-madman… surely not…?”

Urek and Lef locked eyes, their hands trembling. In that moment, they shared the same thought.

‘That destruction fiend is smashing the cave itself!’

It wasn’t mere speculation—it was certainty. That lunatic with his destructive impulses was unmistakably demolishing the cave.

“Ugh…”

Urek ground his teeth. First, that madman had inflicted 9,713 gold coins in damages to the Central Intelligence Agency, and now he was destroying the cave itself. What kind of lunatic was he?

“D-Director. Should we go in and stop him now?”
“Shouldn’t we try to stop him?”

Lef and the other officials gestured toward the cave with trembling eyes, from which the sound of collapse continued to erupt.

“No. We wait.”

Urek shook his head. If they went in carelessly and got buried by the collapsing cave, that would be the end of them.

“Besides, he won’t want to die either, so he’ll come out soon enough without destroying too much more.”

CRASH! BOOM!

Yet the sound of the cave collapsing continued for another ten minutes.

“That insane bastard! How much longer is he going to keep destroying everything?!”

I was at a loss for words. Whatever grudge he held against the cave, he was demolishing the entire mountain with it. He seemed so far gone that his mind had literally cracked open.

“Director!”
“What is that sound?!”
“Is it an enemy attack?”

The swordsmen stationed in the Central Martial Hall heard the commotion and rushed out, weapons drawn.

“It’s nothing. Return to your duties.”

I simply told them the cave was collapsing and ordered them back. There was no point in having them stay here—they’d be useless anyway.

Rumble, rumble…

Once only the executives remained at the cave entrance, the deafening roar and tremors from Cave 1 finally ceased.

‘Is he dead? Or is he coming out?’

I waited, desperately hoping for the former, when soft footsteps echoed from deep within the cave. Before long, the owner of those footsteps emerged into view.

‘Gasp!’

As Urek’s gaze traveled upward from the dust-covered shoes, the moment his eyes met Raon’s, a chill ran down his spine.

‘Those eyes…’

Those crimson irises—calm and serene like a midnight lake, yet profoundly deep—bore the unmistakable presence of a fully realized master. That mad monster had achieved another breakthrough in this brief span of time.

‘This can’t be real.’

I’d always thought the notion of growing stronger through adversity and hardship was something that only existed in old tales, yet here stood living proof before my eyes. My hair stood on end.

“I have completed the ordeal.”

Raon approached and bowed respectfully. For all his madness, he certainly knew how to mind his manners when it mattered.

“W-what was all that noise coming from inside the cave?”

Urek wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead and pointed toward Cave 1, from which Raon had emerged.

“Ah, the cave suddenly collapsed. I barely managed to escape.”
“Ugh….”

He muttered that he’d nearly died, pressing a hand to his chest. Watching him put on such an obvious act made my fists clench involuntarily.

“You destroyed it, didn’t you?”
“Why would I destroy it when I don’t want to be buried in a cave? Besides, you know perfectly well that I can’t properly utilize mana inside there.”
“Hmm….”

Urek’s nose wrinkled. True enough—but this man was perfectly capable of destroying a cave without relying on mana at all.

“How thoughtful of you to come greet me now that my ascetic training has ended. I’m grateful.”

Raon’s presence, his crimson eyes blazing with intensity, commanded the entire space.

“Mm….”

Horain, who had displayed comparable power two weeks prior, took a step backward, sweat beading at his temples.

‘Raon Zigheart….’

Urek smacked his lips. Raon was ordinarily so serene that one wouldn’t suspect he’d mastered martial arts at all, yet when he revealed his true nature, he became as vast and ferocious as a tidal wave from the open sea.

‘No matter how I look at it, he’s a treasure….’

Not merely his martial prowess, but his mental fortitude and cunning transcended his years.
He was in an entirely different league from Burren, whom I’d marveled at moments ago.

‘What a waste.’

The more I observed him, the more I regretted it. If I could bring this man under my wing, he could become a tremendous asset when Karun made his bid for the family headship.

‘Should I make him an offer?’

Exceptional as Raon might be, he remained but a single individual, while the Central Intelligence Agency was among the most formidable martial organizations in all of Zigheart. If I extended my hand first, even this madman would have no choice but to accept.

‘I can explain it to the family head later.’

If Raon were to apologize with genuine sincerity, Karun would accept it. After all, he knew better than anyone that this boy’s talent was of an unprecedented caliber.

If it didn’t work out, they could simply cast him out later.

“Raon Zigheart.”
“Yes.”
“I know why you chose the Central Intelligence Agency as your training ground.”

Urek stood before Raon with his hands clasped behind his back.

“But that choice was the worst possible move. The damage you’ve caused is nothing but dust when measured against the Central Intelligence Agency as a whole.”

Despite his words, the financial losses had been severe, yet he forced himself to maintain an impassive expression.

“The Central Intelligence Agency is the greatest military force in Zigheart, and Karun is more than capable of embracing even someone like you. Seek his forgiveness and devote yourself to the Central Intelligence Agency. This is the best choice given to you—the optimal path forward.”

Since he wasn’t a fool, this much should be enough for him to understand and comply.

“Forgiveness, you say….”

Raon let out a soft laugh.

“What exactly have I done wrong that I should ask for forgiveness?”
“What?”
“You said I should seek forgiveness. I’m asking what I’ve done wrong.”
“That is… well….”

He had nothing to say. In truth, Raon had done nothing wrong—Karun simply harbored one-sided hatred and suspicion toward him.

“You know this better than anyone!”
“Indeed, I do.”

Raon tilted his head slightly, a faint smile playing at his lips. His gaze was like that of someone who could see straight through another’s thoughts.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’m afraid I can’t accept it.”
“You fool! This is your last chance. Under Karun, you’d walk a path of silk and—”
“Last chance or not. How could a dragon hatchling descend beneath a drake that failed to become a true dragon? How shameful.”
“What?”
“This… this madman!”
“What did this bastard just say!”

The executives who heard those words trembled, their jaws quivering.

“Ugh…”

Even Urek’s eyes widened so far they nearly split. Raon had compared himself to a dragon and Karun to a drake, declaring the difference in rank too vast to serve beneath him.

‘This lunatic…’

It was audacious and absurd, yet somehow impossible to refute.

After all, Raon had come to the Central Martial Hall of his own volition and challenged them, while Karun, standing at a far greater height, had tried to nip his young nephew’s potential in the bud.

“Hmm…”

Cold sweat trickled down Urek’s back as he sensed the immense vessel that Raon possessed.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Raon bowed once more and passed by Urek and the executives.

“You’d do well to be careful. Arrogant ones don’t last long in this world.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Ah, and thank you for allowing me to train here. Thanks to you, I was able to grow stronger.”

Raon waved his hand and headed toward the Dormitory.

“Tch!”

Urek glared at Raon’s retreating back with murderous intent before turning to face the executives.

“Forget everything that bastard said. If word of this reaches that person, not just him—we’re all dead.”
“Y-yes!”
“Understood, sir!”

The executives bowed their heads, their necks trembling.

“Hah….”

Urek stared at Cave 1, where Raon had emerged, and clenched his fists tightly.

‘It would be best to handle this quickly. Before he grows stronger or causes more trouble….’

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After mocking Urek, I returned to the Dormitory, washed up, and sat on the bed.

-Raon Zigheart!

Wrath popped up over the bracelet.

“What….”

After more than ten days without proper sleep, the warm shower had drained my strength, and my voice came out thin and weary.

-Let’s go to the Dining Hall right now! I demand every dish this king desires!

He performed a tap dance with his arms, his smile brimming with excitement.

“I should go. I really should….”

I started to respond but collapsed onto the bed instead. After endlessly channeling my aura and finishing the battle of wills with Urek, I had no strength left to remain conscious. My eyes closed, and I surrendered to sleep.

-….

The Dormitory, once filled with Wrath’s anticipation, now echoed only with my shallow breathing.

-Hey! Hey, you bastard! What is this?!

Wrath struck my head with the arm that had been tap dancing.

“Hmm….”

I opened my eyes briefly, then settled back into a proper position and pulled the blanket over myself, drifting into a deeper sleep.

-I knew it! I knew this would happen!

Even demons honored their promises, yet humans were nothing but pure wickedness. Especially that wretch—he was the absolute worst.

-Grrgh, just let me wake up….

As Wrath gnashed his teeth, a message materialized before me.

[You have endured sleep deprivation to the limit.]
[Through the effect of 【Focus】, sleep quality has been maximized.]

I didn’t see the message, sinking deeper into slumber instead.

-Hmm.

Wrath poked his face out above the message and smacked his lips.

-Something feels ominous about this….

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The moment I opened my eyes, a torrent of vitality surged through my entire body.
There was no drowsiness from sleep, only an unprecedented vibrancy that filled every fiber of my being.

“Ha….”

I let out a hollow laugh. I couldn’t believe I was experiencing the most refreshing morning of my life here in the Central Intelligence Agency Dormitory.

-You bastard!

Wrath burst forth from the bracelet, scattering frigid energy in all directions.

You broke your promise to me again, sleeping for two whole days! How could you?
“Promise?”
Didn’t you say you’d eat delicious food right after leaving the cave?
“I didn’t say ‘right away’—I said I’d eat in a little while.”
That’s the same thing!
“In the human realm, it’s different.”
Different how?
“If someone says ‘let’s grab a meal sometime soon,’ when do you think they actually mean?”
-Hmm, about a week from now, wouldn’t you say?

Wrath scratched his chin and lifted his head.

“No. You won’t meet. Or it’ll take several months.”
What?
“When someone says ‘let’s grab a bite in a little while’ or ‘let’s eat sometime soon,’ they actually mean you won’t meet, or you’ll see each other much later.
Huh…?

Wrath’s eyes widened in surprise at this sudden explanation.

“Anyway, I didn’t break my promise. We can just go now, right?”
Well, if that’s what it means in the human realm…

Wrath stopped his complaint and nodded with a dazed expression.

“Fine. Let’s go.”

I chuckled softly, washed up quickly, and headed to the Dining Hall. Since the Central Intelligence Agency had so many people, the Dining Hall was spacious, and I could order whatever I wanted.

Since it was past mealtime, there weren’t many practitioners from the Central Intelligence Agency in the Dining Hall.

First, smoked duck stir-fry, seafood stew, roasted vegetables with cream shrimp, and…
“…”

Wrath listed so many dishes that their names were hard to remember. I was hungry myself, but it seemed unlikely I could finish all of it.

‘Still, I made a promise.’

Even though there had been some issues before, he’d waited quietly for me, so I decided to eat all this and ordered everything he mentioned.

As I waited for the food to arrive, I realized I hadn’t received the usual message I normally saw.

‘Today, there was no message about my stats increasing from the effect of Sloth.’
-A message appeared while you were sleeping about how Sloth’s effect enhanced your sleep quality. The power must have concentrated on that.

Wrath muttered that it was fortunate nothing else happened, then smirked.

‘So that’s why my body feels so light.’

I clenched and unclenched my fist, then nodded. Thanks to the improved sleep quality that Wrath had mentioned, my entire body still brimmed with vitality.

-If you slept well, that should be enough. Expecting stat increases too is asking for the moon. Humans cannot fully utilize the Demon King’s power.

Wrath clicked his tongue, insisting that the Demon King’s power wasn’t so easily obtained.

“The food is ready!”

As I let his nagging go in one ear and out the other, the dishes came out from the Kitchen in succession.

I hadn’t been thinking about it, but the moment the fragrant aroma of the food wafted up, my mouth began to water.

-You are merely a child when it comes to using the Demon King’s power. Don’t think of easily raising your stats—just eat your meal. First, I shall have the stew….

As Wrath gestured toward the stew with a grin, a message appeared.

[Efficiency calculation complete.]
[Sleep quality elevated to the extreme has enhanced the ability of Sloth.]
[All stats have increased.]

My eyes gleamed at that message, and Wrath’s muttering mouth snapped shut.

“Huh?”
-My appetite has vanished….

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