The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 484

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Chapter 484

“The Trevan Family will withdraw from this alliance.”
“The Shuper Holy Kingdom will also step back.”
“Our Beln as well….”

The warriors who had sparred with Raon shook their heads, refusing the alliance of the Divine Continent Five Regions.
Unlike Zigheart and the Magic Tower, they didn’t leave the Conference Hall, but it was clear they had abandoned any thoughts of joining the alliance.

“Won’t you reconsider?”

Ariel tapped the table lightly as she gazed into the eyes of the leaders who had rejected the alliance.

“Unlike Raon, who belongs to Zigheart, we have many shortcomings. We could fill each other’s gaps.”

She extended her hand, examining not only those who had decided to withdraw from the alliance, but everyone present in the Conference Hall in turn.

“That’s true. It would certainly be of great help. However….”

Dumtkan looked at the seat where Raon had been sitting and offered a bitter smile.

“As Raon said, even if we accomplish something, that achievement won’t become ours. I want to build accomplishments with my own strength, however modest they may be.”

He shook his head calmly, as if unwilling to change his mind.

“I share the same sentiment. I want to gain genuine accomplishments, not false ones, even if they’re not remarkable.”

Baiton met Dumtkan’s gaze and offered a faint smile. Several other warriors nodded in agreement with the two men’s opinions.

“We trust the Divine Continent Five Regions, but it seems there are many matters that need to be discussed before forming an alliance.”
“We would also like to decide on the alliance only after reaching an agreement on the terms.”
“Hmm, if things continue this way, we too….”

The leaders of the other neutral factions didn’t openly refuse the alliance, but their eyes, tinged with caution, fixed upon Heegyukje.

“Sigh….”

Ariel wrapped her hand around her forehead, pressing against her throbbing temples.

‘Raon Zigheart again.’

What in the world was he doing?

The Prath Linguistic Art—a technique that infused intention into one’s voice to easily persuade others—was a secret skill unknown even to the other leaders of the Divine Continent Five Regions.

I couldn’t understand how Raon had detected it or where he’d learned to dispel the Prath Linguistic Art.

‘No matter how I think about it, it doesn’t make sense.’

The fact that a Master-level cultivator could manipulate intention, display a different personality each time I saw him, and counter my plans through prediction alone was already astonishing.

But when Raon detected the Prath Linguistic Art and shattered its flow by overwhelming it with his own intention, I thought my heart would stop.

‘I nearly revealed my true self without realizing it.’

The moment I saw Raon’s mocking smile, an impulse to kill him seized me.
Fortunately, that cold murderous aura allowed me to forcibly suppress my emotions.

“What will you do?”

Guisalchang looked up at Ariel and whistled.

“He said he was confident in persuasion and asked us to leave it to him.”

He chuckled, asking if this was her plan.

“Heekyuk Je.”

Sageomma’s expression hardened as he shot a gaze thick with murderous intent.

“Are we going to leave that bastard alone? It would be better to eliminate him quickly.”
“Don’t do anything reckless.”

Akgeomhu stepped between the hardened expressions and slowly raised her eyelids.

“Was there anything wrong with what that child said?”

She looked down at Sageomma with eyes as deep and dark as the abyss itself.

“Achievements built on borrowed names hold no meaning. We should have started with our own strength from the beginning.”
“There’s a faster path available, so why insist on taking the long way around! Just borrowing the name of the Six Emperors Five Demons would change the results entirely!”
“Didn’t he say it himself? That it would still be fake.”
“If we make the fake real, that’s all that matters!”

Because of Raon, cracks were beginning to form within the Divine Continent Five Regions.
Though they had never truly been compatible, today they radiated a murderous intent as if they might draw their blades at any moment.

Ariel closed her eyes as she watched the two quarrel.

‘Remarkable.’

He hadn’t merely destroyed the alliance—he had twisted open the very fractures within the Divine Continent Five Regions itself, and then departed alone, leaving behind an absurd catastrophe.

‘But we cannot crumble like this.’

The true plan had not yet begun. With so little time remaining until that day, now was not the moment for anger, but for patience and endurance.

“Fool! History cannot be forged so easily!”
“History cannot be built on false achievements either. Raon entered the Divine Continent Five Regions to reveal his true self.”
“Enough.”

At Ariel’s final word, both Sageomma and Akgeomhu fell silent.

“We may need to take a slight detour, but I can handle it, so please don’t worry.”

She dissolved the impasse Sageomma had created and approached the leaders of the neutral factions who were discussing the alliance.

“You are all correct. Sufficient dialogue must come before any alliance. I have given this considerable thought….”

Ariel began to persuade each of the neutral faction leaders one by one, sharing the plans she had devised.

“….”
“Tsk.”

Akgeomhu closed her eyes once more, while Sageomma clicked his tongue softly.

“Sigh…”

Guisalchang exhaled softly as he watched Ariel’s retreating figure.

‘The situation has fallen apart like this, and she doesn’t even get angry?’

She was far more terrifying than I’d expected.

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“Come on, we can eat anyway. Why bring that up before we even start eating?”
“Right. My appetite just vanished.”
“Our unit commander really can’t read the mood.”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen grumbled while staring at the steaming food laid before them.

“That’s just how he is. Ignore it and eat your meal.”

Martha narrowed her eyes, saying they wouldn’t be able to endure training without eating.

“She’s right. If you have time to complain, eat. Later you won’t be able to eat even if you’re starving.”

Burren sighed and peeled the shell off a lobster with a rosy pink hue.

“Hopeless Raon…”

Lunan let out a deep sigh while picking up a pig’s trotter.

“Lunan! That’s unacceptable!”

Ensia jumped to her feet, having been giggling while poking fun at Raon. She shook her head, saying that was practically a curse.

“Today Raon is hopeless.”
“That’s blasphemy!”

Ensia rushed toward Lunan, saying she absolutely could not accept this.

Though the Dining Hall was bustling with noise, I had no attention to spare for Ensia or the Gwangpung Corps.

-Lobster with chili sauce, shrimp with mustard! Pig’s feet with pepper, no wait, mustard!

I was too preoccupied eating whatever Wrath ordered to pay attention to anything else.

‘Why are there so many sauces…?’

There were only six types of food, yet over fifteen varieties of sauce.

My hands moved ceaselessly because Wrath had declared he would taste every combination of food and sauce to find the ultimate pairing.

-Hehehehe!

Wrath laughed without a care, his plump cheeks puffed out as he patted them.

-I quite like this place! The food is excellent, and the variety of sauces is splendid—there’s real joy in choosing! Is this heaven?
‘Heaven…?’

A Demon Lord calling this heaven—no matter how I thought about it, this was not something a demon should say.

-Oi! Your hands are idle! Next, try dipping the pizza in that white sauce!

Wrath gestured with his round hand, instructing me on what to eat next, as if questioning why I was sitting still.

‘I never thought it would be this troublesome.’

It was a mistake to promise I’d let him eat whatever he wanted before heading to the conference. It seemed the night training would start considerably late.

“Sigh…”

As I sighed while continuously putting pig’s feet, lobster, and salad into my mouth, Deningrose set down her fork.

“Raon. As you likely know, it will be impossible for the Gwangpung Corps to win in the tournament.”

Deningrose continued speaking as she wiped her red lips with a napkin.

“If they’re under forty, the neutral factions will surely field Master-rank lower or mid-tier warriors, and the Divine Continent Five Regions will send forth their Master-rank upper or highest-tier talents.”

She shook her head, acknowledging that the Gwangpung Corps was exceptional for their age, but insisted they couldn’t win in a duel.

“That’s likely true.”

I nodded in agreement.

“They’re holding the duel tournament to showcase their own martial prowess, after all.”

The Divine Continent Five Regions wouldn’t hold a duel tournament with such generous prizes for nothing.
It was a mechanism designed to elevate their reputation by crushing the talented warriors of the renowned neutral factions and the Six Emperors.

They would undoubtedly send forth young but formidable warriors in their early thirties to dominate the tournament.

“Still, you needn’t worry, Lady Deningrose.”

I offered her a faint smile.

“In the end, the Gwangpung Corps’s name will be the one that remains.”
“What? How on earth…?”
“That’s…”
-Next, lobster with tomato sauce!
“…something you’ll understand when you see it.”

I sighed and picked up my fork again.

‘How much longer must I endure this?’
-Until the True Demon King’s belly is full!
‘It’s already protruding.’
-There’s still room for dessert!
‘Sigh…’

As I was shoving food into my mouth at Wrath’s insistence, Ensia returned.

“Raon, you’re so cool…”

Glancing to the side, I saw Lunan staring blankly at the ceiling.
His expression had shifted from admiration to awe, though I had no desire to know what had transpired.

“I’ve come after educating a wayward believer!”

Ensia bowed her head apologetically and picked up the camera again.

“I’ll give you time later. For now, let’s eat.”

I handed Ensia a fork. I had no intention of actually giving her time, but I wanted to eat my meal in peace.

“Thank you.”

Ensia grasped the fork, insisting she needed to assume the desired pose as well.

“Oh, by the way, I have something to give you.”

I gestured to Dorian.

“Pull that out for me.”
“How am I supposed to know what you mean by ‘that’!”

Dorian, his mouth smeared with barbecue sauce, thrust his hand into his ship’s pocket.
When his hand emerged, it held a Drake Heart.

“Is this it?”
“Exactly.”

I nodded as I accepted the Drake Heart from him.

-How in the world do you two know that? Do you have some secret language between you?

Wrath tilted his rounded jaw in bewilderment as he watched Dorian and me, unable to comprehend our understanding.

“No matter how I look at it, it’s amazing.”

Ensia licked her lips covetously as she gazed at Dorian’s ship pocket.

“With just that, I could take hundreds of thousands of photographs….”
“Eek!”

Dorian yelped in alarm and stumbled backward.

“I was just joking. Only joking.”

Ensia waved her hand, her eyes burning with intensity.

“So this is the Drake Heart.”

She set down her camera and examined the Drake Heart from every angle before nodding in approval.

“Excellent. The extraction was clean, and the preservation is impeccable! The quality is beyond reproach.”

Ensia smiled with satisfaction, declaring it a premium specimen.

“So once I bring the Sea Serpent Heart, you’ll be able to create the artificial dantian?”
“Yes. I have all the minor materials already. That’s all we’ll need.”
“Thank you.”

I bowed my head to Ensia.

‘Not much longer now.’

The day when I could breathe new life into Sylvia, just as I had awakened Rimer, was drawing near. My heart raced with anticipation for the first time in ages.

‘Soon….’
-Shrimp!
‘Yeah….’

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-Burrrp!

Wrath patted his distended belly and let out a small belch.

-I’ll let you off easy for today.
‘…Let me off easy?’

That creature checked every combination of sauce and food, ordered new dishes, and only lowered his hand after demanding ice cream for dessert.
I wanted to demand answers from Maesin about why this guy wasn’t the Demon King of Gluttony.

I exhaled heavily and dropped my shoulders.

‘I’m exhausted….’

Feeding Wrath whatever he wanted was already draining enough, but having to keep tabs on Ensia constantly snapping photos beside me had left my entire body completely drained.

‘Why is a company dinner harder than a conference?’

I clicked my tongue briefly and looked at the Gwangpung Corps.

“This place is nice. The food is all delicious.”
“The menu variety makes choosing fun too.”
“For someone who can’t read the room, you sure picked a good restaurant.”

Since both the food and alcohol were delicious, the Gwangpung Corps seemed to have relaxed, their faces wearing satisfied smiles.

Once I confirmed everyone had finished eating, I clapped my hands.

“Huh?”
“What now….”

The peaceful atmosphere shattered, and the Gwangpung Corps blinked in confusion.

“Now that you’ve finished eating, get up. The tournament is the day after tomorrow. There’s no time to waste.”
“W-wait, no time to waste means….”

Dorian stared at me, his jaw trembling.

“We’re starting training now.”

I tilted my head, wondering why he was asking something so obvious.

“The day after tomorrow, you should rest your body and prepare! Why training!”
“Right. That’s too rushed!”
“I disagree! If you want to adjust your condition, you need sleep first!”

Crain and the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen sprang to their feet, protesting that they should rest after eating, not train.

“Sleep is for the dead. Besides, if you can’t win the duel anyway….”

I trailed off with a chilling tone.

“Ugh!”
“That, that demon….”
“He’s a Demon Lord!”
-Even the Demon Lord doesn’t pull this kind of stunt! We get rest after meals too!

Wrath shook his head vigorously, backing up the Gwangpung Corps’ complaint.

“Everyone wait at the Training Ground in front of the Dormitory.”
“Is he serious….”
“How can someone be like this?”
“Sigh, my life….”

After sending the Gwangpung Corps ahead, I approached the counter.

“The food seems to have pleased you.”

The Restaurant Manager smiled warmly at the empty bowls. It was only natural—I’d eaten nearly fifteen servings alone.

“…Yes. It was delicious.”

I wanted to say that I’d won over the Demon Lord’s palate more than anyone else’s, but I simply nodded.

“Thank you for your hard work so late.”

I bowed and placed three gold coins on the counter.

“No, please. I’ve already received the extra compensation, so you don’t need to….”
“Night shifts deserve double pay.”

I smiled, refusing his refusal, and only then did the Restaurant Manager accept the coins.

“Th, thank you so much.”
“It was a great meal.”

I greeted the Restaurant Manager and left the Dining Hall. The Gwangpung Corps, Ensia, and Deningrose had already returned to the Dormitory, so the path was empty.

-I quite like times like this, you know.

Wrath smacked his lips as he looked at me.

‘When I eat?’
-Not that!
‘Then what?’
-Whether human or demon, the weak are treated carelessly, and the strong are feared. The higher you climb, the more you live that way. But….

He squinted his eyes as he looked at me.

-You haven’t changed from the beginning. Did you get hit in the head? You rage madly before the strong, yet show appropriate consideration to the weak depending on the situation. For a human, that’s quite impressive.
‘Isn’t that just natural?’
-There are countless ones who can’t do that natural thing.
‘…True enough.’

The moment I heard Wrath’s words, several humans came to mind, including Derus Robert.

‘Come to think of it, why didn’t he come?’

Considering Derus’s nature, he should have sent an executive even if he didn’t come himself. I couldn’t understand why he didn’t.

‘Has something changed his mind….’

As I walked toward the Dormitory thinking of Derus, a small rustling came from the trees and thicket clinging to the Castle Wall.

Fwissh.

The thicket parted thinly, and a small animal with glossy fur bounded out.

“A kangaroo?”

It was a kangaroo with pointed ears, rounded legs, and an innocent-looking face.

‘Why would a baby kangaroo suddenly…ah!’

As I examined the kangaroo, a piece of paper protruding from its pouch caught my eye. A familiar texture. It was a photograph taken by Ensia.

So it was you…

I squeezed my eyes shut.

The real troublemaker had arrived…

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