The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 451

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Chapter 451

I turned back after leaving the Patriarch’s Hall, watching the Gwangpung Corps follow behind me as I carefully held the silver badge Glen had given me, and clapped my hands together.

“You’ve all worked hard.”

The Gwangpung Corps had fought for their lives against the Black Tower’s minions, then without even a moment to rest, meticulously cared for the wounded members of the Cheoljeon Unit and the hostages.
They had expended far more effort in that than in the actual battle, so they must have been exhausted in every way.

“Starting tomorrow, take four days of rest.”

Not just their physical strength but their mental fortitude had been depleted as well, so I granted everyone leave.

“Woohoo!”
“The training is brutally intense, but when the commander gives leave, he really goes all out!”
“That’s why I can’t hate the unit commander.”
“Exactly, exactly.”

The swordsmen of the Gwangpung Corps smiled faintly as they discussed what they would do during their leave.

However, Burren, Martha, and Lunan remained silent unlike usual, gripping their swords tightly.

‘Those three….’

I observed the eyes of my subordinates, which burned like thin heat waves, and curved my lips upward.

‘They’re planning to train instead of rest.’

They had said they wanted to become Masters before I reached Grand Master. Their resolve from that time seemed genuine—they appeared to have no intention whatsoever of resting or playing.
It seemed like the promise I made back then was sincere, as I had no thought whatsoever of taking a break or playing around.

“I’m not sure who you learned from, but you seem to know what you’re doing.”

No one told them they were weak, yet they strengthened their resolve on their own, which was admirable.

As I was about to head to the Annex Building, Trevin and the swordsmen of the Cheoljeon Unit approached.
Just as he was about to head to the Annex Building, Trevin and the Cheoljeon Unit inspectors approached.

“I’ve incurred a debt of life to you all. I swear I will repay this kindness no matter what it takes.”

Trevin and the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen bowed deeply at right angles, expressing their gratitude.

“Such formalities are unnecessary.”

I shook my head as I watched Trevin and the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen straighten up.

“If you’re grateful to us, return to duty as quickly as possible. It’s embarrassing for our Gwangpung Corps if our rival remains sidelined.”

At those words, the expressions of Trevin and the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen hardened.

“That’s what I said….”
“Yes. You said that when you came to the Arian Family and saved us.”

I smiled as I watched Trevin’s wavering eyes.

“My thoughts. No, our thoughts are the same.”

I nodded and continued with sincere words.

“We drew our swords with the same purpose at Zigheart. There’s no need to think of debts of life. It’s enough that you stand beside us and draw your blades as you did before.”

I bowed to Trevin and turned my steps toward the direction of the Annex Building.

“This time it was simply our turn.”
“Return quickly.”
“We’ll be waiting for you.”

Martha, Lunan, and Burren also smiled at the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen before dispersing in different directions.

“We’ll have to cross blades again later.”
“If you’re late returning, you won’t see our backs. Come back quickly.”
“The Gwangpung Corps has no rival but the Cheoljeon Unit. In fact, we’re only close to you all….”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen also exchanged words with the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen before departing from the front of the Patriarch’s Hall.

“….”

The Cheoljeon Unit’s swordsmen remained standing before the Patriarch’s Hall with their heads bowed for a long time after the Gwangpung Corps departed.

“Sigh….”

Trevin lifted his head with a quiet exhale.

“I thought it would take much longer, but we need to get moving soon.”

He gazed at the setting sun and clenched his fists tightly.
A crimson vitality bloomed in his eyes, which had been brimming with sorrow.

“That’s right.”
“There are those waiting for us.”
“We can’t let them go ahead of us.”

The Cheoljeon Unit’s swordsmen smiled and turned their gazes toward the crimson sunset that Trevin was watching.

Trevin turned around calmly.

“Let’s go.”

He examined each of the reinvigorated Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen and nodded.

“We need to prepare to send them off.”

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I stood before the entrance of the Annex Building. The mansion was preparing evening meals, and the tantalizing aroma of dishes drifted out into the air.

-Huff!

Wrath stretched his waist like a rubber band and flew toward the window.

-Oh! Pasta, steak, ribs—we have it all! And on top of that….
‘On top of that?’
-Every single dish has pineapple in it! What a blessing!

Wrath identified not only the types of cuisine from their aroma alone, but also detected the pineapple in each dish. It was an absurdly keen sense of smell.

-What are you doing! Hurry inside and sit at the table! The food is getting cold!
‘He really is extreme.’

This Lord of Wrath showed little interest in combat, yet the moment food appeared, his eyes went wild.
I genuinely wondered how he’d become a Demon Lord and why he’d acquired the attribute of Wrath in the first place.

“Sigh….”

I shook my head and opened the door to the Annex Building.

“Oh?”

Yua, who had been carrying cooking ingredients in a large basket, widened her eyes.

“Young Master!”

Yua set down the basket and rushed to the entrance hall.

“Did you bring the Cheoljeon Unit members with you?”

She seemed to regret not being able to join them this time, immediately asking after their well-being.

“Yes.”

Though some had not returned, there was no need to mention that, so I simply nodded quietly.

“Ah….”

Yua seemed to understand the meaning behind that gesture, and the smile faded from her lips.

“Oh?”
“The Young Master has arrived?”
“Young Master Raon!”

The maidservants rushed to the entrance hall with their feet barely touching the ground upon hearing the young master’s voice.

“Young master!”
“Are you alright?”
“You’re not injured anywhere?”
“The mission went well, didn’t it?”

Knowing that he had gone to rescue the missing Cheoljeon Unit, the maidservants approached with worried eyes and examined his body for any signs of injury.

“I’m fine.”

Raon smiled and shook his head.
If others approached him so excessively, he would be irritated, but perhaps because they were family, a pleasant warmth blossomed in his chest.

“Rescuing your comrades is one of the most important duties.”

Sylvia descended from the upper floor with a radiant smile.

“Raon. You’ve worked so hard.”

She approached with measured steps and embraced his shoulders tightly.
He felt a comforting scent, like lying on a blanket dried crisp in the sun.

“The Chief Steward told everyone that you had completed your mission and returned, so we all prepared dinner with renewed spirits. Go wash up quickly and come back.”

Sylvia laughed, mentioning that premium ingredients had arrived today and the meal would be truly delicious.

“Understood.”

Raon nodded, feeling the tension drain from his body.
As he was about to head to the bathroom, he noticed Wrath examining Sylvia from head to toe.

‘Hey. What are you doing not coming over…’
-All of this is for the True Demon King?

Wrath clung tightly to Sylvia’s arm, apparently believing the food was prepared for him.

-Mother!
‘….’

Is he seriously insane…?

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After enjoying a hearty dinner prepared by Sylvia and her attendants, I retreated to my chamber.

-Ahhhhh!

Wrath let out a cry of delight as he threw himself onto the bed.

-This is what home truly is, this is what living means. A belly filled with Mother’s cooking, a body stretched across a bed—pure paradise, I tell you.

The creature, despite being a Demon Lord, spoke of paradise with a radiant smile.

‘This isn’t your home, and she’s not your mother.’
-Such trivial details matter not. There is a far greater problem at hand.

Wrath lifted his neck from the bed, his voice dropping to a grave tone.

‘What is it?’

His eyes suddenly grew serious, and I found myself swallowing hard without meaning to.

-No matter how I deliberate, I cannot choose merely four bead ice creams! I’m going absolutely mad!
‘….’

Wrath heaved a deep sigh, still unable to resolve his dilemma.

-Could you not purchase just one more set? Selecting only four from thirty-three flavors is far too cruel!
‘No!’

I swatted away the clinging Wrath with the back of my hand and shook my head firmly.
I had been prepared to buy another set given how much he was deliberating, but his shameless fishing attempt had completely dampened my mood.

-You cheap bastard! Like that costs anything….
‘Yeah. More expensive than you.’
-Ugh….

While I was bickering with Wrath, three knocks sounded at the door. It was Judith’s signal, so I got up and opened it for her.

“….”

Judith entered the room without a word, her head bowed. She knelt down calmly, then lifted her gaze.

“I heard you clashed with White Whale. Are you alright, my lord?”
“Yeah. No real problems.”

I nodded and briefly explained what had happened there.

“Their martial prowess is no small matter, but they’re far more loyal to their master than I expected.”

Both Hyeol Unkgyeom and Baek Rangdo’s strength had been impressive, yet even as they were dragged here, they hadn’t revealed a single word about White Whale.
I’d thought it was a house of cards, but it seemed to be a far more solid organization than anticipated.

“While you were away, I conducted further investigations into the New Rising Powers.”

Judith mentioned that she had looked into White Whale just in case.

“As you know, the leader of White Whale is Heegyukje. Based on intelligence capabilities comparable to the Black Market….”
“Wait.”

I raised my hand. A word had just tumbled from Judith’s lips that deviated significantly from my expectations.

“She? Heegyukje is a woman?”
“Yes. She is female. By appearance, she seems to be around thirty, but her actual age is likely considerably higher.”

Judith nodded slowly.

“To put it another way, the White Whale’s true strength isn’t military power—it’s information gathering. They say it knows everything that happens across the entire Continent.”
“Like the Black Market?”
“Similar, but with a crucial difference.”
“What difference?”
“There are rumors that Heegyukje reads the celestial currents.”
“Celestial currents?”
“Yes. It means she reads the flow of heaven itself to predict what will happen in the future.”

Judith pointed toward the night sky, where soft moonlight scattered in delicate patterns.

“Because Heegyukje’s future sight is remarkably accurate, many people think of her as a prophetess.”
“Now that you mention it….”

When I fought Hyeol Unkgyeom and Baek Rangdo, they had muttered that such a thing was never in their calculations.
It seemed they learned about the Black Tower’s existence within the Frozen Lake because of Heegyukje’s foresight ability.

“If that’s true, it’s a terrifying power.”

I moistened my parched lips.

“Beyond just that ability, many renowned warriors belong to the White Whale because of Heegyukje’s authority and leadership. There are even rumors she possesses more than one Grand Master.”
“What’s Heegyukje’s combat level?”
“It hasn’t been revealed.”

Judith shook her head, saying she didn’t know that. Still, the fact that she commanded Grand Masters meant she was certainly at that level or beyond.

“The White Whale is a place even the Divine Continent Five Regions find difficult to predict. You should be careful when dealing with them.”
“Understood.”

I nodded in acknowledgment.

“This was incredibly helpful.”

Starting tomorrow night, I would need to extract information from Hyeol Unkgyeom and Baek Rangdo, but thanks to Judith, I would save considerable time.
She was like a treasure, always procuring the exact information I needed at the exact moment I needed it.

“Then I’ll take my leave.”

Judith left the room with a serene smile.

“Hmm….”

I watched the door through which Judith had left and smacked my lips.

‘She didn’t even mention her brother.’

Perhaps unwilling to burden me, she had refrained from discussing her sibling. Her consideration was both gratifying and weighty.

‘I have to find him.’

Finding Judith’s brother was one of the objectives I absolutely had to accomplish.
If I couldn’t obtain information even from the Black Market, I would extract it directly from Karun, the head of the Central Intelligence Agency, by force if necessary.

“Right. One way or another….”

As I reaffirmed my resolve and began unpacking, Wrath suddenly plastered himself to the top of my head.

-Now I understand!
‘Understand what?’
-You’re clearly venting your frustration on the True Demon King because you didn’t get much yourself!
‘Didn’t get much?’
-That’s right! You went through all that trouble rescuing those brats, and all you got was a single pathetic brown token.

Wrath pouted, suggesting I wasn’t buying him ice cream because the compensation was inadequate.

‘That’s not it.’

I shook my head. The gold token alone was far more valuable than I had anticipated.

-Don’t lie! A stingy bastard like you would never be satisfied with such meager compensation….

Just as he was shaking his head, a violent vibration erupted from the Soul Reaper Sword at my waist.

Whirrrrrrr!

A noble sword resonance rang out as a message materialized before my eyes.

[The Soul Reaper Sword has absorbed all the demonic energy.]
[The Soul Reaper Sword presents the purified demonic energy to you.]

It was a message that appeared whenever the Soul Reaper Sword absorbed other negative energy.

-Ugh….

Wrath’s mouth fell open as if he’d never imagined such a message would appear.

[All stats increase by 10 points.]
[The rank of trait 【Yin Adaptation】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Sanctity Blooming in Darkness】 has increased.]

Not only did my stats rise, but two of my traits advanced in rank as well. Fresh vitality surged through my exhausted body, washing away the fatigue.

[The level of the Soul Reaper Sword’s trait 【Demonic Vein】 has increased.]

And that wasn’t all—even the Soul Reaper Sword’s trait level had risen. But the messages still weren’t finished.

[You have consecutively defeated enemies standing at higher realms.]
[All stats increase by 10 points.]
[The rank of trait 【Seolhwa’s Perception】 has increased.]
[The rank of trait 【Poison Resistance】 has increased.]

This time, the rewards came from the system itself, not the Soul Reaper Sword.

-Ugh….

Wrath’s eyes began to bulge as if they might burst from their sockets.

-What is this! Why is there so much of it!

He thrashed his head wildly, crying out that it made no sense. He looked like cotton candy being spun at a fair.

“Thank you, Wrath.”

I lightly patted Wrath’s trembling shoulder.

“Your mouth truly is the gateway to heaven. Whenever you speak, rewards just pour out. Don’t you have anything else to say?”
-Shut your mouth!

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The next day.

I headed alone to the 5th Training Ground and repeatedly practiced Radiant Sword and Snowwind Sword Technique from dawn onward.
Only when the sun began to set did I lower my blade and nod in satisfaction.

“I’m finally getting used to it.”

My stats and traits had increased significantly all at once, so I spent the time adapting to my new body through sword training. Only as evening fell did my body finally move with the fluidity I desired.

I clenched my right fist and smiled.

‘My body now surpasses even a Grand Master.’

They say that upon reaching Grand Master, one undergoes a transformation where the body reshapes itself into the form most suited to one’s martial arts. Yet thanks to Wrath’s system, I had obtained a superior body without needing to undergo that transformation at all.

‘Cheating is cheating, after all.’
-Grrrgh! If you’re grateful, then buy me some ice cream! I’ve been standing in the blazing sun all day—I thought I’d perish!

Wrath gestured frantically, demanding I rush to the ice cream shop immediately.

‘I suppose I should keep my promise.’

I nodded and sheathed the Heavenly Sword.
After buying ice cream for Wrath, I would need to go interrogate—no, question Hyeol Unkgyeom and Baek Rangdo.

‘So, have you decided on a flavor?’
-Well, that’s the thing…

Wrath rubbed his round hands together and tilted his head sheepishly.

-Couldn’t you let me choose just one more? No matter how hard I think, I cannot decide! There are far too many delicious flavors!

The creature insisted that choosing only one would be a sin, shaking his head. I couldn’t fathom what a being who is sin itself was complaining about.

‘Then I’ll just need to buy one set.’
-You wretched demon!

I chuckled softly and left the Training Ground.

‘I could probably buy two or three more sets.’

Regardless of the reward, Wrath’s help had been invaluable in this mission. I could have given him twenty sets instead of two.

As I walked out of the Training Ground toward the shopping district, a familiar face came into view.
It was Dorian, with cookie crumbs smeared around his mouth.

“Commander!”
“What’s the rush?”
“The White Lotus Society is returning right now.”
“The White Lotus Society?”
“Yes. They were loitering near the Main Gate, but they’re heading to the Patriarch’s Hall!”

Dorian nodded, explaining that he’d come running the moment he saw the White Lotus Society returning.

“But they looked so exhausted, like defeated soldiers. Their clothes were all tattered too.”
“Is that so?”

I smiled coldly and brushed off my hands.

‘So this isn’t the time to go get ice cream.’

Since the White Lotus Society was heading to the Patriarch’s Hall, I needed to follow them and inform Glen just how foolish and selfish their actions had been.

-Hey!

As I turned toward the Main Mansion, thinking about how to deal with the White Lotus Society, Wrath let out a sharp cry.

-The ice cream shop is closing! Keep your promise! You cursed demon!

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