The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 460

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Chapter 460

I stopped by the Medical Tent to treat my wounds. The injuries to my bones and muscles weren’t severe, but I had sustained internal damage from overexerting myself while wielding the Spear of Heaven Sword.

Thanks to my robust physique and traits, I recovered so quickly that the healer was astonished, and I made my way to the Annex Building.

-Before we head back, let’s stop by the Pearl Ice Cream Shop. It might be open!
‘You heard the Restaurant Manager say he was going to the tavern.’
-W-well, that’s true, but what if—
‘If you’re that excited about it, they won’t be open today.’

The Restaurant Manager’s face flushed as he rushed off to the tavern with his colleagues.
It wasn’t just about today—he might drink so much that it would affect tomorrow’s business.

‘So then….’
-S-so then?

Wrath looked at me with eager eyes.
I was sorry, but what I was about to say had nothing to do with the Pearl Ice Cream Shop.

‘Let me check my messages on the way back.’
-Hey, come on!

I enjoyed Wrath’s crumpled expression as I summoned my messages.

[You have achieved victory by overwhelming a superior opponent.]
[All stats increase by 10 points.]
[The grade of trait 【Spiral Force】 has increased.]
[The grade of trait 【Bleeding Curse】 has increased.]

The messages indicated that my stats and trait grades had risen.
I felt my muscles and bones throughout my entire body thrumming with energy as my physique became even more fortified.

But there was still more to the message.

[Title 【One Who Stands Aloof】 has been created.]
-Huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened as he caught sight of the second title message that had appeared.

-What kind of ridiculous reward is this for defeating such a weakling!
‘It wasn’t that weak, though.’
-To the True Demon King, he’s nothing but a finger. No, a toe. No! Even a toenail could kill him!
‘If you say so.’

Raon waved his hand dismissively and examined the title’s description.

【The One Who Stands Proud】
A title bestowed upon warriors who do not retreat even when facing the strong.
Effects: All stats +5, reduced aura consumption when battling those stronger than oneself.

This title granted a boost to all five stats and a modest reduction in aura consumption when fighting stronger opponents.

Aura consumption was particularly severe when fighting someone stronger, and this title provided a useful—if modest—compensation for that drain.

‘This is actually pretty good….’
-Kyaaaaaaagh!

Just as Raon was about to praise the title, Wrath let out a shriek like a bird’s cry.

-This stupid system! It’s because you’re handing out power! That’s why he doesn’t retreat before the strong! If you’d just stayed out of it, that bastard would’ve cowered and crouched down!

Wrath openly swung his fists at the empty air, ranting about how the system was rewarding him for something he’d already given away.

‘He’s not entirely wrong.’

Raon chuckled softly. Without sufficient power, even the strongest will would crumble and falter.
He’d endured countless battles thanks to the system’s various blessings, so Wrath’s words weren’t entirely baseless.

‘But what can I do about it now? I’ve already received it.’
-That damned system will be disposed of the moment I obtain a physical body….

As Wrath vented his fury, another message materialized before my eyes.

[You have received acknowledgment from Wrath.]
[All ability stats increase by 2 points.]
-Wait, when did the True Demon King acknowledge me? This is absolute nonsense….
“Ah!”

I clapped my hands upon reading the message.

‘You said I did well just now. You said those who don’t cherish their subordinates deserve to be beaten. I guess that counts as acknowledgment.’

I recited what Wrath had said when the duel ended.

-That’s not it at alllllll!

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-Ugh….

Wrath twisted his plump cotton candy body, letting out a growl like a beast in pain.
He was far more irritated about missing ice cream today than about distributing stat points.

‘There’s nothing I can do about it. The Restaurant Manager said he was taking a break—I can’t just go ask him to open the shop for me.’
-If it’s impossible, make it possible! Isn’t that what you always say!

He glared at me while spouting the very words he used when training the Gwangpung Corps.

-A whole month! An entire month, I say! I’ve been waiting for this day all along, and this is what happens! Why does this world hate the True Demon King so!
‘Hmm….’

I wanted to say ‘Because you’re a Demon Lord,’ but if I provoked him further, he’d explode, so I kept my mouth shut.

-My luck was already terrible to begin with, but ever since meeting you, things have only gotten stranger!

Wrath glared at me while trembling his round fist like a full moon.

-You must have stolen not just the True Demon King’s abilities, but his luck as well!
‘That’s a bit of a stretch.’
-Silence! There’s no other explanation for why I keep ending up in situations like this!
‘Hmm….’

I narrowed my eyes as I observed Wrath’s face, flushed red like strawberry cotton candy.

‘Come to think of it….’

I never had luck in my original life.

Throughout my past life, I never once thought myself fortunate.

Being kidnapped and forced to live as an assassin was the worst part, but even during my time as an assassin, the only stroke of luck was dying and coming back to life to obtain the Ring of Fire.

‘But even that turned out to be bad luck.’

My brainwashing was discovered, and my head was severed—hardly something I could call fortunate.

In this life, I didn’t particularly think myself lucky either, but ever since meeting that cotton candy fool, things have been falling into place smoothly.

‘Is it really true?’

Ever since Wrath appeared, everything has been resolved perfectly, laughter has returned to the Annex Building, and my martial growth has accelerated several times faster than expected.

When I think about it, Wrath isn’t just a giving tree—he’s a goose that lays golden eggs.
Laying fresh eggs every single day and distributing them, he surpasses even the most generous of giving trees.

‘I can’t afford to lose this goose.’

I clenched my fists as I looked at Wrath.

-What are you staring at!

Wrath’s expression remained furrowed, his anger still unresolved.

‘I’ll go tomorrow right away.’
-Huh?
‘The moment I wake up tomorrow, I’ll go to the Pearl Ice Cream Shop and buy everything they have. Since they didn’t open today, there should be plenty left.’
-Really? But why all of a sudden?

Wrath seemed to sense something ominous and retreated slightly backward.

-This is suspicious! There’s no way you’d move so obediently!
‘No, I don’t have any other thoughts. You waited so patiently for me….’

It was just as Raon waved his hand and entered the Garden of the Annex Building.
A rustling sound came from the bushes on the right, and a white ferret darted out.

“You….”

It was the ferret that Merlin had inhabited. I couldn’t fail to recognize it after brushing its fur for over three hours.

“Why are you here?”

I thought it was a creature that lived near the Main Mansion, but I never expected to see it in this place.

“Sorry, but our deal is over. Go somewhere else and ask them to brush your fur….”
“Don’t say that. Do it again for me.”

As I was walking toward the Annex Building’s residence while waving my hand, Merlin’s voice came from the ferret.

“You….”

My jaw trembled as I looked at the ferret.

“Why are you here!”

Based on my experience so far, Merlin never attached herself again to an animal she had once left. I couldn’t understand why I was hearing her voice from this ferret again.

“That night. We were really good together, weren’t we?”

Merlin rubbed her hands together, and her tail coiled and twisted. It was absurd, but a faint blush had even risen to her cheeks.

“Feeling your touch for over three hours was the greatest happiness of my life.”

She brushed away her fur with a satisfied lick of her lips.

“So you were lying back then?”
“It wasn’t a lie. This child really did want her fur brushed. I simply experienced the sensation along with her.”

Merlin explained that through repeated use of this possession magic, it had naturally evolved and improved.

“If the animals want to, they can come back. This one seemed to enjoy your touch.”
“Improved….”

I stared at Merlin, who was panting contentedly, my mouth falling open.

‘It’s not impossible.’

Merlin was a genius who had developed that stalker magic that no one else in the world could comprehend.
With her obsessive nature, improving that magic was far from impossible.

“Damn it….”

A chill ran down my spine at the realization that I had been petting Merlin for over three hours.

“I enjoyed watching your duel today.”

Merlin straightened her posture and nodded.

“This was the second one, right? I wish I’d seen the first one too.”

She smiled, saying that if she had seen it, she would have definitely recorded it with magic.

“Recorded? You don’t mean….”
“Yes. Of course I did.”
“But you can’t use magic.”
“It has a lifespan.”

Merlin tilted her head as if asking why I was questioning something so obvious.

“Ah….”

My mouth fell open.

‘Common sense doesn’t apply to humans like this.’

I had shocked countless people at the Grand Training Grounds today, but I never expected to be on the receiving end of such madness.

-Ugh….

Wrath’s round eyes trembled as if he too found this absurd.

-She really is the Mad Woman. Uniquely insane!

Even the stalker from the Demon Realm I’d heard about before didn’t seem to reach this level of obsession.

“I’m going to watch it a thousand times a day!”

Merlin laughed, saying she wouldn’t be able to calm down unless she watched it a thousand times.

“Ugh….”

I swallowed hard, feeling a creeping unease as if my skin were crawling.

“I was worried that bug had gotten a bit stronger, but that was needless. After all, you’re Raon.”

Merlin smiled brightly and nodded. I couldn’t understand why her concern made my skin crawl.

“Why did you come here?”

I asked the reason for her visit while trying to settle my churning stomach, as if I’d suffered internal injuries.

“I came to say goodbye. A mission came in, so I won’t be able to see you for a while. It’s such a pain.”

She clicked her tongue, complaining that Tacheon kept creating work ever since the Phantom Soul Ghost fell.

“What kind of mission?”
“Hunting monsters. Apparently Tacheon wants to run experiments before crafting a Griffin Lord’s helmet?”

Merlin spoke the important detail without hesitation.

“Is there someone who will actually wear that helmet?”
“I have no idea. That’s something Tacheon will handle.”

She murmured that she had no interest in anyone but me, a smile playing at her lips. I truly couldn’t let my guard down around her.

“I’ll be able to see you again around next year. There isn’t much time left, but if I can’t see you, time moves slowly, so it’ll feel long.”

Merlin bid me farewell in a melancholic voice.

“This child’s request is….”
“You’re not lying, are you?”
“No. This time I’m really going.”

She shook her head gently.

“You know what the request is, don’t you?”
“Don’t tell me again….”
“That’s right. She wants me to brush her fur. Though it won’t be as long as before. Back then, that was what I wanted.”

Merlin stuck her tongue out playfully and clasped her hands together.

“Hey. You!”
“Squeak.”

As I tried to protest to Merlin, the ferret approached with a small cry.
Its eyes had cleared, but I checked from top to bottom just in case.

“Merlin?”
“Squeak?”
“You’re not Merlin, are you?”
“Squeak.”

The ferret swept its paws up and down through the air as if demanding I brush it quickly.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled deeply and retrieved my spatial pocket. From within, I drew out a small comb.

‘I prepared this just in case, but I never thought I’d use it so soon.’

Shaking my head in resignation, I began brushing the ferret’s fur.
It seemed pleased, letting out soft chirps as it slowly closed its eyes.

“Sigh.”

I exhaled softly as I combed through the ferret’s fur.

“Is this really right?”

Why am I doing this?

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Glen Zigheart leisurely raised his glass to his lips, his expression radiant as he savored the ocean-blue liquor.

“Ha!”

Pedrick, seated across from him, let out a hollow laugh.

“I’m starting to wonder if the man before me is truly the Northern Destruction King, once known as the Iron Mask. Is it really that enjoyable?”
“What are you talking about? I’m perfectly normal.”

Glen Zigheart set down his glass with perfect composure, as though nothing were amiss.

“Then keep those corners of your mouth still. You’re not a freshly caught fish—stop twitching like one!”

Pedrick frowned, pointing at the triangular shape Glen Zigheart’s mouth was forming.

“Ahem!”

Glen Zigheart cleared his throat and pressed both corners of his mouth down with his hands.

“Just let it be.”

Rimer waved his hand dismissively.

“Today, my disciple and the Head of House’s grandson, Raon, performed brilliantly. It’s only natural he can barely contain himself.”

He emphasized the word “disciple” with particular force and smirked.

“Tsk.”

Glen Zigheart clicked his tongue sharply, displeased that Rimer had called Raon his disciple.

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t show your affection. I’m saying show it in front of Raon. Watching from the sidelines is driving me mad.”
“That may be true, but he won’t listen even if I say it.”
“I agree.”
“Hehehehe!”

Rimer, Sheryl, and Roen nodded in agreement.

“What do you mean? We’ve eaten, we’ve drunk, we’ve done everything! You’ve been waking me up every night to brag, so at least be honest about it now!”

Pedrick ground his teeth.

‘This stubborn old fool!’

Every time something happened with Raon, Glen would come find him and wake him up, then pretend to know nothing. The frustration boiled over.

“What are you talking about.”

Glen Zigheart reached for his cup as if no such thing had happened. His fingers seemed to tremble slightly.

“Sigh, it’s hopeless. He’s absolutely stubborn.”
“For once, that gambler’s words are correct.”

Not just Rimer, but Sheryl also shook her head in exasperation.

“Hehehehe.”

Only Roen let out a cheerful laugh.

“Roen.”
“Yes, Head of House.”

At Glen Zigheart’s call, Roen stepped forward and bowed his head.

“Did you write it down?”
“Of course I did.”

The two exchanged words that others would find difficult to understand, their smiles knowing.

“What was the best part today?”
“I believe ‘[Do not obscure my sky]’ was the finest line.”
“I agree. Though ‘[Death would be a mercy for you]’ wasn’t bad either, was it?”
“That was excellent as well. I naturally recorded it.”
“And sketches?”
“Of course.”

Roen made a gesture as though painting in the empty air.

“Wait—those are actually words Raon said today?”

Rimer’s jaw dropped as he looked at Glen.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Sheryl sighed and struck her forehead with her palm.

“Unbelievable.”

Pedrick exhaled in exasperation, utterly flabbergasted.

“I mean, are you trying to show off or not?! Make up your mind!”

As he shouted, the door to the Audience Chamber opened with a dull knock.

“Forgive the late intrusion.”

The one who entered was Chad, the head of the Bi-Yeon Society. He approached with quick steps and bowed to the four.

“It’s fine. What brings you here?”

Glen waved his hand, gesturing for Chad to state his purpose.

“It’s difficult to believe, but…”

Chad held out the documents with trembling hands.

“…is coming to Zigheart,” he said.

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I returned to the Annex Building after brushing the ferret’s fur for about two hours and training in the Training Courtyard below Bekmang Mountain until midnight.

-You’re truly relentless, aren’t you?

Wrath narrowed his eyes.

-You didn’t skip training even after a duel today?
‘Of course I have to.’

I nodded firmly.

‘A duel is a duel, and training is training.’

During today’s sword match, the flow of the Spear Sky Sword had resonated through my body and spirit.
To not lose that sensation, I needed to train immediately as if reviewing what I’d learned.

Because of this, I could only return to the Annex Building at midnight, but I gained a fairly satisfying harvest.

‘I gained so much today.’

Not only had I grown closer to the Spear Sky Sword, but my stats and traits had increased, and I could now understand what Glen meant by influence within the family.

It felt rewarding to obtain in a single day what I’d earned from a month of training.

‘Still, I’m exhausted.’

Perhaps it was because I’d faced Merlin in the middle. My mental strength felt completely drained. I wanted to wash up and sleep quickly.

-Yes. Wash up right away. We need to go get ice cream tomorrow, after all.’
‘Alright. I’ll keep my promise this time for sure.’

I chuckled softly as I grabbed a towel, when a knock sounded at the door. Three distinct, measured raps. It was Judith.

-Something feels off….
“Come in.”

The door opened and Judith entered, bowing her head. Her usually composed expression was slightly stiffened.

“What’s the matter? Did Karun issue another order?”

Karun’s expression at the Grand Training Grounds had been poor, so it seemed he’d issued some new directive.

“It’s a different matter that brings me here.”

Judith shook her head.

“A different matter?”
“Yes. Heekyuk Je is currently heading to Zigheart, it seems.”
“Who did you say…?”

My mouth fell open involuntarily. The towel draped over my shoulder dropped to the floor.

“She is the leader of White Whale, one of the New Rising Powers.”

Judith continued, swallowing dryly.

“She is coming to Zigheart alone.”

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