The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 400

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Chapter 400

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and approached Dorian.

“You have more holy water, right?”

Dorian had a compulsive habit of stockpiling supplies.
Since he’d used all the holy water rescuing people from the Black Tower, he’d said he’d restocked with far greater quantities.

“I do, but shouldn’t we conserve it?”
“No, we need to use it now.”

I shook my head as I looked at the undead legion. For now, they couldn’t advance because of the holy water and the flame barrier, but they would soon resume their assault.

“We won’t last until morning anyway.”
“Pardon?”
“If things continue like this, the castle will fall before sunrise.”

It wasn’t a threat meant to intimidate. After five days of battle, everyone was exhausted—there was no way we could stop an assault of that magnitude.

“Then… you’ve given up on reinforcements?”
“We can’t just wait forever.”
“That’s true….”

Dorian trembled as he nervously retrieved the remaining six vials of holy water.

“This is all of it.”
“Thanks. Deduct it from my account.”
“Um, I’m not a bank….”

I clapped my hands, leaving Dorian to grumble about how I treated him like a bank. The Gwangpung Order, who had been standing with grim expressions on the Castle Wall, gathered around.
The Gale Wind Squad gathered on the Castle Wall, their faces grave and serious.

“Wendy and Freica, please come over here too.”

They even called in the two commanders of the Yellow Sword Unit and the Rangers.

“As you’re well aware, we’ve reached our limit.”

Everyone bit their lips in silence. Even Martha’s closed mouth confirmed that they all accepted the reality before them.

“That’s why we’ll use the final method.”
“The final method?”
“What is it! Tell us quickly!”

Burren and Martha stepped forward simultaneously.

Raon met everyone’s gaze and slowly opened his mouth.

“We’re going to open the castle gates and charge out.”
“Y-you’re opening the gates?”

Freica’s cheeks trembled violently.

“What are you saying! There are still so many of them!”

She shook her head frantically while watching the undead legion slowly encircling the castle without advancing.

“It’s impossible to hold out until dawn. The castle will crumble before sunrise, and the slaughter will begin.”

Until now, the castle’s protective power had allowed us to withstand the aura of death, but once the walls fall, even that will vanish.
Not only the soldiers, but the Rangers will also collapse, leaving us unable to handle the enemy.

“The only way to turn this situation around is to break through that undead legion and capture the Arch Lich.”

Raon looked toward the Gale Wind Squad, Mark Goeten, and finally Wendy Arian.

“Those of us going out are myself, the Gale Wind Squad, and Wendy. The undead will chase after us, but just in case, the rest of you please defend the castle walls from here.”

The Yellow Sword Unit were mostly low-level Experts, so they wouldn’t be of much help.
We had to break through the wall of corpses as quickly as possible with a small, elite force.

“Understood!”

Wendy struck her left chest with her right hand and nodded. Her eyes gleamed with the look of someone who would follow by force if not taken along.

“I’m counting on you, Freica.”

She grasped Freica’s shoulder and offered a faint smile.

“It seems reckless, but will it actually work…?”

Freica exhaled a deep sigh, her worry evident.

“Excellent! Absolutely excellent!”

Martha struck the Castle Wall forcefully with her palm.

“I was fed up with just flinging sword energy around, but finally the moment has come!”

She bared her teeth in a grin, as if she could finally demonstrate her true strength.

“I agree.”

Burren nodded in rare agreement with Martha’s sentiment.

“I’m tired of watching from above.”

He steadied his breathing and fixed his gaze upon the undead horde.

“Let’s finish this quickly and go get ice cream.”

Lunan Slion blinked his vacant eyes and curved his lips into the faintest of smiles.

“Should’ve gone out sooner!”
“Kill every last one of those damned undead!”
“Watch your heads, you corpse bastards!”

The Gale Wind Squad, their stress accumulated over time, gripped their blades and emanated a chilling aura.

“Dorian.”

I called out to Dorian and gestured.

“Take out the Blue Flame Squad.”

The Azure Elixir was not a healing potion but a recovery elixir, exceptionally effective at replenishing depleted aura.

“Yes!”

Dorian reached into his pouch and distributed the Azure Elixirs according to the number of people present.

“Take the Azure Elixir and cultivate for two hours.”
“Two hours?”
“Even if we sprinkle holy water, it’ll all dry up in an hour?”
“How are you supposed to hold out alone in the meantime?”
“No matter how skilled you are, you can’t manage by yourself!”
“I won’t be alone.”

Raon gestured toward Yua, who stood quietly behind Lunan, observing the senior members.

“Our Mad Dog Squad has a secret weapon.”
“Not a mad dog though….”

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Wendy Arian opened the door to her chamber for the first time in ages. Though she had only been away for five days, it felt as though a year had passed.

“I can’t….”

She forcibly halted her body’s natural drift toward the bed and sank to the floor instead.

‘I cannot betray his expectations.’

Raon was still fighting atop the Castle Wall. To keep pace with him, I needed to recover not through sleep, but by gathering every ounce of aura and stamina I could muster.

‘The more I witness, the more I’m in awe.’

I had known Raon was extraordinary even before he arrived here. As the youngest Master and bearer of the coveted epithet “White Sword Dragon,” there was no way I could not have known.

However, that was merely in terms of martial prowess.
No matter how extraordinary a genius might be, I thought their experience would still be immature given their youth.

‘But….’

I was completely wrong.

Raon Zigheart possessed not only astonishing martial power, but also exceptional insight, keen judgment, and a discerning eye for reading the battlefield.
He was not an inexperienced swordsman, but a warrior already advancing toward perfection. For the first time, I had met someone far younger than myself whom I could truly respect.

“Sigh….”

Wendy Arian exhaled softly while caressing the Cyan Elixir Pill.

‘This will be difficult. We may not reach the end.’

Even with two hours to recover my aura, I could only restore half my strength. Meanwhile, the enemy continued to grow in numbers.

Breaking through the undead legion and reaching the end of the Land of Death might be an impossible task.
Yet with Raon at my side, it felt as though we could achieve that miracle.

Wendy unwrapped the cloth around the Cyan Elixir Pill and placed it in her mouth. With her eyes closed as she cultivated her aura, a gentle smile graced her lips.

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An hour had passed since Raon used the last three vials of holy water to drench the Castle Wall.
As the holy water’s effects faded, the undead began advancing with even denser malevolent intent.

“Raon!”

Freica came running with a cry of alarm.

“They’re coming! Those monsters are coming!”

She gestured frantically at the arrows the soldiers had crafted themselves, biting her lip.

“If we fire arrows…”
“Save them for later.”

Our limited arrows and javelins needed to be preserved for when we made our sortie. For now, I had to hold the line through other means.

“Yua.”
“Yes!”

Yua approached with a smile—forced though it was, yet somehow the atmosphere seemed to brighten.

“Do you remember when I played music with my sword during training with Roen?”
“Ah, yes!”

She nodded, confirming she remembered perfectly.

“It’s the same now. I’ll play music with my sword from here on. You sing along with it.”
“Sing?”
“It doesn’t matter how you sing or what you sing. Just sing while thinking of protecting everyone here.”
“I-I’ll try!”

Yua nodded, her twin tails swaying with the motion.

“Thank you.”

I gently patted Yua’s head before heading toward the Castle Wall.

Kuguguguguuu!

As the countless undead surged forward, the very earth seemed to tremble beneath them.
The holy water had run dry, and the flames had died—the creatures advanced without fear.

“R-Raon!”
“We’re ready!”
“P-Please give your orders!”

Freica and the Rangers cried out urgently.

I waved my hand to reassure them, then drew the Soul Reaper Sword from my waist.

Clang!

I savored the crystalline ring of the blade—a sound that belied the name “Demon Sword”—as I swept the Soul Reaper Sword through the air.

‘I’m counting on you.’
Hummmmm!

The Soul Reaper Sword sang a low, reassuring note, as if to say there was nothing to worry about.

“Let’s begin.”

I exchanged a glance with Yua before channeling the essence of Manhwa Palace through the Soul Reaper Sword.

Hummmmmm!

The Soul Reaper Sword blazed crimson as it unleashed a magnificent resonance.
Not a cry of resentment, but an auspicious song of salvation—and the undead’s advance began to falter.

“Yua, follow this rhythm.”
“Yes!”

Yua rushed forward, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes.

“The name of Habun, guardian of the Northern Region’s grey rampart….”

What she had chosen was a military anthem—the very anthem of Habun Castle.

‘I understand now.’

For Yua, a song that protected everyone was the anthem she had heard countless times since childhood.

Hummmmm!

The Soul Reaper Sword’s will to protect all who dwelt in this land harmonized perfectly with Yua’s resolve, creating a tremendous resonance that pierced the darkness.

Boom!

As the aura-infused melody spread outward, the undead horde’s feet became rooted to the earth. They trembled violently, yet could not advance a single step.

“Ahhh….”

Freica’s skin prickled with goosebumps as she clenched her right arm tightly. Just as I had promised, the undead were paralyzed by the song, unable to move.

“This… such a miracle is possible through harmony alone….”

I had heard legends of a warrior versed in harmony holding back thousands of soldiers alone, but I never imagined it could actually come to pass. Chills ran down my spine, and my body trembled.

“Mm.”

Julius stood silently beside Yua, his jaw clenched. His rigid expression radiated an unwavering resolve to protect her no matter what came.

I smiled gently and channeled the spectral energy emanating from the Soul Reaper Sword with greater fluidity.

Whoooooosh!

The flow of the sword’s resonance connected like a current of water, just as when I unfurled the Azure Rain, and Yua’s song spread outward with greater reach.

Shrieeeek!

The song infused with will became a sharp blade, pushing back the undead. Those stumbling backward in confusion tangled together and collapsed of their own accord.

-Hey.

As I adjusted the sword’s resonance to match Yua’s song, Wrath burst forth above the bracelet.

-You’re really going out there?
‘I have to. There’s no other way.’
-The one controlling those undead is luring you out right now. A cunning wretch like you should know that, shouldn’t you?

Wrath frowned, muttering that if I was the most depraved among humans, how could I not understand?

‘I know.’

I nodded calmly.

‘Whether it’s the Arch Lich or whoever’s behind it, they’re quite clever.’

They attacked at the worst possible moment, as if they understood the Arian Family’s circumstances. And judging by their strategy—not sending powerful monsters but grinding away at stamina and mental fortitude—it was clear they were indeed trying to lure me out, just as Wrath said.

—Why go if you know that?
‘Because I have a hidden card too.’
—A hidden card?

I pointed my finger at Wrath.

—The True Demon King is your hidden card?
‘Yes. The Arch Lich is counting on me—the one who’s been fighting continuously for five days. He expects me to be so exhausted that I can’t even properly unleash my sword aura. But….’

I clenched my fist, my eyes growing cold and sharp.

‘If I accept your help, I can restore my combat power to its original state.’

Making a deal with Wrath would further devastate my mind, but my aura and stamina would return to normal.
Most people couldn’t endure it, but having lived as a Shadow and experienced death once, I had the confidence to bear it.

‘And I still have holy power on top of that.’

Once I recovered my aura and stamina, I was confident I could suppress the Arch Lich or the Death Knight with a single strike infused with holy power.

[To endure the biting winds of the Northern Sea and climb the mountain….]

I closed my eyes as I listened to Yua’s song, imbued with the will to save people. When I opened them again, crimson lightning flickered across my pupils.

“That bastard will regret acting while I was away.”

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Thanks to Yua buying time, the Gale Wind Squad, Mark Goeten, and Wendy Arian returned after fully recovering their stamina and aura.

I turned back at the castle gate. From the assembled Gale Wind Squad and Wendy Arian, a sharp, blade-like momentum emanated.

‘Their resolve is perfect.’

I didn’t give them this time merely to recover their stamina and aura.
It was to steel their resolve for the final battle, and it seemed to be working perfectly.

“Now the true battle begins.”

Burren rotated both wrists and smiled.

“Loosen your entire body, down to your fingertips.”

He examined each member of the Gwangpung Order, easing their tension.

“A skull isn’t meant to be shattered by sword energy—it’s only satisfying when you crush it with your own hands.”

Martha let out a chilling laugh, clenching her fists.

“I’m the one smashing the Arch Lich’s head.”

She smacked her lips, refusing to yield that privilege to anyone.

“Are you holding up, Raon?”

Lunan Slion stepped forward and looked up.

“You haven’t slept at all.”

Her eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion as she nodded.

“Will the Lord be able to catch up with us?”
“Exactly! You won’t fall behind alone, will you?”
“If you’re late, we’re leaving without you!”
“You should say that to Crain.”

I pointed to Crain, who was keeping his mouth firmly shut.

“Oh, that’s right!”
“Crain’s always the first to fall behind!”
“Our boy Crain!”
“The master of tactical retreats!”

The Gwangpung Unit turned to look at Crain and chuckled.

“It’s not that! I just had bad luck, that’s all!”

Crain shook his head, his face flushed red.

“There’s no such thing as luck in combat!”
“That’s right. It’s all about skill!”
“If I fall back today, I’m quitting as vice-captain!”

The swordsmen of the Gwangpung Unit exchanged jokes with one another, even as they faced an uncountable legion of undead.

I gazed at the Gwangpung Unit with eyes full of trust.

“Crain will fall back, but the Mad Dog Squad doesn’t abandon their comrades.”

At those words, the smiles on the faces of the Gwangpung Unit deepened. Their confident laughter seemed to sweep away the bleakness of the situation.

“But it’s not the Mad Dog Squad….”
“The plan is simple. The Mad Dog Squad maintains the Gwangpung Formation in the center and charges forward, with Mark and Wendy providing support from both flanks.”

I raised my finger, brushing past Burren’s words.

“What about you, Raon?”

Lunan tilted his head as he looked at my hand.

“I need to carve a path at the front.”

I tapped my scabbard. The key to this battle was speed. The objective was to break through the encirclement quickly and reach the end of the Land of Death where the pillar was planted.

“I’ll run at full power. Just make sure you keep up with me no matter what.”
“Yes!”

The Gwangpung Unit became one, raising a thunderous shout.

“We will follow you to the very end.”
“I’m counting on you.”

Mark Goeten and Wendy Arian clenched their fists and nodded in agreement.

Raon smiled as he used a watering can filled with the remaining holy water to drench everyone’s bodies.
It wouldn’t last long, but it would be a significant help for a while.

“Then…”

As I moved to open the castle gate and step outside, I sensed a presence.

‘Those people….’

The retainers of the Arian Family had gathered. Despite trembling at the malevolent aura emanating from directly ahead, they bowed their heads as if making a plea. The absence of words made their sincerity all the more palpable.

“Raon! They’re climbing up the hill!”

Freica’s voice rang out from atop the Castle Wall.

“We must go now!”
“Hah.”

I stood before the castle gate and steadied my breathing. When the morale I sensed from ahead reached its peak, I shouted upward.

“Open the gate.”
“Open it!”

The castle gate creaked open with a sound as if the entire fortress trembled.

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