The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 519
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Chapter 519
I pushed Wrath away as he flailed in midair and checked the first message that appeared.
[You have defeated one who transcended human limits and touched the heavens.]
[You have achieved a great Achievement impossible to reach at your current level.]
[All stats increase by 30 points.]
Thirty points across all stats. It was a record-breaking number among single-reward stat increases.
-T-thirty…?
Even Wrath was shocked, his mouth hanging open in disbelief.
A resonant surge swept through me!
Fresh vitality flooded my entire body. My muscles and mana circuits thrummed with an intense elasticity, sending powerful vibrations rippling through my frame.
Wrath had said that the higher the stats rose, the harder it became to feel their effects, but with a number this significant, the difference was unmistakable.
I clenched my fist, feeling a grip strength that could dent steel itself, then examined the second message.
[New trait 【Seolhwa Absorption】 has been created.]
[New trait 【Seolhwa Repulsion】 has been created.]
I narrowed my eyes upon seeing the two new traits.
‘Seolhwa…’
The name Seolhwa suggested these were Wrath’s techniques, but the words that followed didn’t convey their precise meaning.
-Y-you’re giving me these? Why are you giving me these?!
Wrath stared at the message and tore at his own hair in frustration.
-This is going too far!
‘What is this?’
-Well, I won’t tell you!
He clamped his mouth shut, insisting he would never reveal it.
‘Hmm….’
I examined the message again, smacking my lips thoughtfully.
‘It wouldn’t be random.’
The system had always granted rewards that matched Achievements and actions.
In other words, Suction and Thrust were likely techniques Wrath had displayed when he descended.
“Thrust and Suction…. Ah!”
I let out an exclamation and slapped my palm against my fist.
‘That’s it, isn’t it? When you pulled and pushed your opponent with that cold energy!’
Wrath had used his frigid aura to push away the Holy Sword Master’s black blade and pulled the White Blood Cult Master into his grasp.
The traits I had just acquired were undoubtedly the abilities he had demonstrated then.
-No, that’s not it.
Blue energy leaked from Wrath’s eyes as if holes had been punctured in them. Though he denied it, his wavering gaze and trembling voice betrayed the truth.
‘I actually liked that. This works out perfectly.’
-This damned system! How much more are you going to hand out?! Did you never learn restraint?!
Wrath cursed at the system, his voice sharp with indignation.
‘Next.’
I checked the newly acquired title.
[A new title 【Colorless Healer】 has been created.]
Colorless Healer
A title bestowed upon warriors who prioritize their comrades’ wounds over their own.
Ability: When healing others with the Sacred Light Blooming from Darkness, its effectiveness doubles.
The description was simple, but the ability was anything but.
From now on, whenever I healed someone with the Sacred Light Blooming from Darkness, its effectiveness would double—an extraordinary benefit.
‘Thank goodness.’
If something like Orgos’s assault happened again, I could treat the Gwangpung Corps members faster and more effectively. The thought lifted my spirits considerably.
—Hmm….
Wrath seemed to recognize this ability as something for his subordinates as well, so he said nothing this time. Truly a consistent one.
I examined the traits that had risen last.
[The rank of trait Wrathful Demonic Eye has increased.]
[The rank of trait Spiral Force has increased.]
[The rank of trait Sacred Light Blooming from Darkness has increased.]
[The rank of trait Morale Resistance has increased.]
[The rank of trait Seolhwa’s Demonic Armor has increased.]
As expected, the ranks of the abilities Wrath and I used in this battle had risen. Though I hadn’t anticipated five of them increasing at once.
—I’m going to lose my mind!
Wrath’s lips stretched taut as he stared at the trait rank-up messages.
—Setting everything else aside, isn’t this utterly absurd?!
‘What is?’
—The True Demon King caught them all, the True Demon King saved them all, so why are you reaping all the rewards?!
He trembled with his broad shoulders, as if questioning what law of the world could permit such injustice.
‘Well, in my opinion….’
I raised a finger and gestured toward my own body.
‘I sacrificed my rank to manifest you between my soul and body.’
-B-but then?
‘You killed the enemies and saved the Gwangpung Corps, but ultimately it was my hands and feet that accomplished it, so shouldn’t the reward come to me?’
I called it a thought, but it was absolute. There was no other way such a substantial reward would arrive.
-Grrrrgh….
The moment Wrath heard the truth, his face flushed crimson like a radish.
-I have decided!
‘Decided what?’
-The moment I return to the Demon Realm, I shall smash that damned system to pieces! I will obliterate it so thoroughly that it can never do such a thing again!’
‘By all means.’
-I truly shall! I will reclaim every last stat point that went to you!’
‘Yes, please do.’
I waved my hand dismissively. It seemed unlikely that Wrath would ever return to the Demon Realm anyway, so there was no need to worry.
‘I obtained a substantial reward, but….’
My soul rank hasn’t increased.
The system had credited me with Orgos’s death, which Wrath had actually dealt, but my soul rank remained unchanged. It seemed that only kills achieved through my own hands and abilities were recognized.
-You’re counting soul rank too? You shameless bastard!
‘I was just thinking about it.’
-Grrgh! How infuriating! My belly is rumbling with thunder from all this rage!’
‘That’s just hunger….’
-Then fill my belly already!
‘Hmm….’
I retrieved my spatial pouch while watching Wrath thrash about.
“Ah!”
After checking the pouch’s contents, I smiled.
‘There is something to eat, though….’
-Really? If you say jerky, I’ll kill you!
‘It’s not jerky.’
I pulled out a slightly charred brown bread with an awkward smile.
‘I have Nadin bread….’
-Die!
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“Sigh….”
Burren Zigheart exhaled deeply as he watched Rimer lying in a rocking chair.
“How much longer must we stay here?”
“Until everyone has fully recovered.”
Rimer didn’t even turn his head, merely wiggling his fingers.
“But we’ve all recovered already?”
Martha tilted the chair Rimer was sitting in backward with a sharp motion, her brow furrowing.
“Not yet.”
Rimer shook his head slightly.
“Your physical wounds have nearly healed, but the mental shock was severe. Since you were prepared to face death, you need proper rest at times like this.”
After answering, he collapsed back into his chair like a limp bean sprout.
“Lazy bum.”
Lunan Slion pouted at the sight of Rimer like that.
“Regardless of what others may say, you have no right to speak to me in such a manner.”
“I’m far better off than the Lord Commander.”
She muttered softly and turned her head away sharply.
“Don’t be so hasty. To be honest, I don’t even know what situation has befallen you all right now.”
Rimer exhaled a short sigh and lifted his gaze.
“I can’t tell whether Merlin truly healed you or if some nameless saint passing by did the work. Now is the time to be cautious.”
He raised a finger and pointed at Burren’s eyes.
“Your eyes are fine? You’re not seeing any ghosts or anything?”
“Hmm….”
Burren touched his regenerated eyeballs, now a brilliant blue, with a serene expression.
“They see better than my original eyes. Though I do feel somewhat fatigued….”
“No matter how sacred the power, it makes no sense for ruptured eyes to regenerate. And in a different color at that. You all need to rest now and assess your physical conditions.”
Rimer waved his hand, insisting this was not the time for action.
“That said….”
Burren smacked his lips.
“I don’t know what’s become of Raon. It’s frustrating….”
“Where exactly is that man and what is he doing? Is he truly still alive?”
Martha also grew concerned about Raon, her lips pressing together slightly.
“I need to boast about this to Raon….”
Lunan Slion released a short breath and wrapped his arms around his knees.
“It’s alright.”
Rimer smiled faintly as he looked at the squad leaders of the Gwangpung Corps.
“That guy will come back in better shape than all of you.”
“Are you sure?”
Martha’s eyes narrowed sharply.
“Y-yes.”
Rimer nodded, his voice lacking conviction.
“Mm.”
Lunan Slion rose abruptly after hearing Rimer’s confirmation.
“Where are you going?”
“If I want to show off when Raon returns, I can’t waste time sitting around like this.”
She announced she would train and headed toward the door without hesitation.
“Fair point.”
Burren Zigheart nodded in agreement.
“That guy will walk in and immediately criticize us for not training, completely ignoring the fact that we’ve become Masters.”
He chuckled softly and followed Lunan Slion out.
“If you’re lying, we won’t let it slide.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Sigh…”
Martha exhaled briefly and made her way toward the door.
Click!
The moment Lunan Slion opened the door, swordsmen from the Gwangpung Corps came into view, leaning against the wall.
“We’ll join you.”
Dorian and the swordsmen stepped aside to let the squad leaders pass, declaring they would train together.
The Gwangpung Corps moved without hesitation toward the Rehabilitation Training Ground attached to the Healing Center.
“Sigh…”
Rimer exhaled deeply and leaned back against the rocking chair. The creaking sound of the chair echoed with an unsettling note.
“That reckless fool took them with him…”
Would it really be alright?
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Raon stood at the center of the deck and lifted his gaze upward.
The hammock where Aris lay swayed gently in the wind.
“Aris.”
“What?”
Aris’s drowsy voice drifted down from the hammock, as if she had just awakened.
“Is it really alright for me to be doing this? I’d like to help with even the smallest task…”
Rabawin, Kuberard, and all the other sailors were busy preparing for war, yet I felt awkward sitting alone practicing meditation.
“They have their tasks, and you have yours. Just make sure you properly seal the expanding hole in your inner world.”
Aris waved her hand dismissively, telling me to stop overthinking and focus on preparing for battle.
“I’ve already sealed it.”
Raon answered calmly, looking up at the hammock.
“Huh?”
Aris immediately lifted her upper body and peered down. She stared at Raon’s head for a moment, then opened her mouth in surprise.
“Really? When did it stop?”
“Yesterday evening.”
Thanks to consistent meditation and the operation of the Ring of Fire, the phenomenon of the hole expanding had completely ceased.
Now, if I could only fill that pitch-black void, I would be able to recover my original power.
“You’re quite a peculiar one.”
Aris exhaled as if she couldn’t comprehend it.
“Now I understand why Father seeks you so desperately.”
“Pardon?”
“Never mind. Just rest then.”
She cut off her words and lay back down on the bed.
“But I was saying that resting is uncomfortable….”
“Isn’t that better than getting beaten and then resting?”
Aris raised her fist while lying down. A cracking sound echoed from her grip.
“Sigh….”
Raon exhaled and walked toward the end of the deck.
‘She’s truly a peculiar person.’
-Smack….
As I gazed down at the sea, Wrath clicked his tongue loudly.
-There is so much food, yet I cannot even touch it. My frustration burns!
He clasped both hands together, begging me to fish for food.
-I am truly going mad!
‘We’ll arrive at the city soon, so be patient.’
-Is that true?
‘Yes. We should arrive around noon.’
Raon gazed up at the sky. Based on the sun’s position, it seemed they would arrive at the city in roughly two hours of sailing.
‘Once we reach the city, I’ll buy you everything you want to eat.’
-I wish to trust you this time, but there’s always some interference….
‘This time there won’t be any. Aikar is quite a large coastal city. They say it’s packed with seafood restaurants.’
-Hmm, if that’s the case….
Wrath closed his eyes and grinned, imagining the seafood he wanted to eat.
I chuckled watching Wrath like that. We had been sailing for over two hours now, comforting the Demon King in this manner.
-Grrrraaahhh!
Wrath suddenly let out a sharp scream, staring into the distance.
-I knew it would come to this! Nothing ever goes right!
‘What?’
As I tilted my head in confusion at Wrath’s anguished cry, Aris leaped down from the hammock.
Her gaze was as cold as when she held Kaibar in her mouth.
“Rabawin, Raon.”
At Aris’s call, I rushed forward to her.
“What is the matter?”
Rabawin, who had been in the captain’s quarters, had already burst out and positioned himself beside Aris.
“Aikar is under attack.”
Aris bit her lip as she gazed toward the Eastern Coast.
-That’s right! A battle is raging in that distant city!
Wrath’s eyes narrowed in agreement with Aris’s words.
After advancing another twenty minutes, a massive city shrouded in gray mist came into view. The wall protecting the harbor was shattered, and marine monsters were pouring endlessly through the breach.
The Wall protecting the sphere was half-destroyed, and marine monsters were endlessly pouring in through the breach.
I wanted to examine the interior, but the mist obscured everything from view.
Still, seeing not just mist but black smoke billowing into the sky suggested the situation was quite dire.
“Destroying walls and defensive systems with magic, then sending in Sea Mist Tribe Members and monsters—such a filthy approach. Kaibar.”
Aris ground her teeth and took her position at the bow of the ship.
“Rabawin, push the ship to full speed. Raon, follow me.”
The moment she spoke, she kicked off the deck and launched herself into the air.
“Yes!”
Rabawin nodded and climbed toward the upper deck.
“Let’s go.”
Aris did not step on the sea but treaded the empty air as if it were solid ground, rushing toward the city engulfed in smoke and mist.
Boom!
I leaped from the ship after Aris. The sea surged more violently than when I had stepped on a river, but maintaining my balance was not difficult.
Even employing the fastest Taehwa Step, catching up to her proved impossible. She had already crossed the shattered wall and entered the city far ahead of me.
“Mm….”
As I pushed through the mist and entered moments later, I let out a groan.
The city’s defensive systems were completely destroyed—not just the walls crushed by magic. Corpses of powerful-looking warriors and mages lay scattered everywhere.
Those who had survived were drenched in cold sweat battling countless monsters, while civilians, left unprotected, were dying.
“You know what needs to be done, don’t you?”
I nodded at Aris’s question.
“Then move on your own!”
She issued orders without issuing them and advanced toward the heart of the city.
‘I’ll start with the closest.’
I didn’t look at Aris and moved toward the right where screams were coming from.
Behind a collapsed building, Sharkmol—a water-attribute monster with a shark’s head and a mole’s claws—was baring its teeth at an elderly couple.
“You, you beast!
The Old Man swung a wooden staff, but Sharkmol sneered and extended its claws toward him.
Boom!
I pushed off the ground with tremendous force.
‘Too far!’
My arrival was too late, and using great power risked toppling the building itself. It seemed I couldn’t stop it this way.
‘Then….’
In the past, I could only let them die, but now I had a way to save them. Seolhwa’s Breath Absorption. I activated the new ability I’d gained from Wrath.
Roooooar!
My upper dantian ignited with searing heat. A colorless wave of energy, born from the fusion of Glacius’s chill and my aura, pulled Sharkmol toward me. It wasn’t mere wind—it was a strange harmony of my upper dantian and aura.
Grrk?
Sharkmol let out a confused cry, but it had no means to resist the breath absorption.
Whoosh!
I dove between the buildings in a single breath and slit Sharkmol’s throat.
“Grrk….”
Sharkmol collapsed backward without even understanding what had happened to it. Its massive body fell, and gray smoke rose from the ground.
-No…
Wrath’s jaw dropped as I watched Sharkmol’s severed head fly through the air.
-Y-you used it right away in actual combat?
He blinked blankly, unable to believe that I had deployed the Breath Absorption ability immediately.
‘You saw what I did.’
Since Wrath had witnessed me using Breath Absorption and Spear Thrust against transcendents, this was naturally something I had to do.
-This damn…
Wrath ground his teeth in frustration.
“Th-thank you.”
“Y-yes, thank you…”
The elderly couple offered their gratitude while still seated on the ground.
“Head toward the Harbor. A ship will arrive soon.”
I directed the elderly couple to safety and then rushed back toward the screams.
Crrraaashhh!
A massive manta ray-shaped monster, Mantakun, was diving toward the circular shelter. Its thick head rammed into the building with such force that the ground trembled.
Crrraaaccckkk!
The shelter, unable to withstand Mantakun’s charge, cracked open. The sea monsters riding on its back prepared to hurl themselves inside.
Whoooosh!
I pushed off the ground and deployed the Spear Thrust. My upper dantian undulated like waves as I extended my hand. The colorless energy surging from my palm sent the monsters plummeting toward empty ground, repelled from the shelter.
Whoooosh!
I activated the Heavenly Sword’s technique and ignited the Red Flame. The crimson heat line blazing atop the Heavenly Sword’s blade split Mantakun’s body—thicker than any building—cleanly in half.
Screeeech!
The sharp, burning blade carved through Mantakun and, as if the blood wasn’t enough, tore apart the sea monster that had fallen to the ground.
“Ah….”
“We… we survived….”
“What on earth just happened?”
The people in the shelter gazed up through the gaping hole, breathing heavily.
“Please wait a moment. The rescue team will arrive soon.”
I sealed the shelter’s opening with Glacial’s frigid power and moved northward. The strongest aura in this place was stirring there.
Climbing across the buildings, I found a man with ashen, gray skin wearing a sky-blue robe.
‘A Sea Mist Tribe Member that Kaibar commands, perhaps.’
The ashen skin, the fins protruding from the shins, forearms, and back, and the way he freely manipulated mist—it was unmistakably a Sea Mist Tribe Member.
Whoooosh!
The Sea Mist Tribe Member freely controlled the gray mist, driving the warriors into a corner. Six warriors launched a combined assault, but the Sea Mist Tribe Member protected his body with mist while simultaneously striking at their vital points.
‘So these creatures created the mist that traps this city.’
I steadied my breathing and pierced through the mist. As I prepared to thrust the Heavenly Sword forward from its reversed position, the Sea Mist Tribe Member’s gaze turned toward me.
“….”
He showed no panic, condensing the mist into a shield and readying a strike with his right hand.
Ching!
I pierced through the mist and unleashed the Predator’s Fang. The beast’s claw tore through the rippling mist like a great ocean, forcing it open.
“Ugh!”
The Sea Mist Tribe Member retreated in panic, but it was futile. Once a mad beast’s fangs sink in, they never let go.
Screeeech!
The third form of the Gwangpung Blade followed in rapid succession, and the Sea Mist Tribe Member’s head fell, his eyes still wide with shock.
“Hah….”
I lowered my blade and exhaled sharply.
“Wh-what….”
“A Sea Mist Tribe Member… defeated so easily?”
“In just four exchanges….”
“Who in the world….”
The warriors who had been fighting the Sea Mist Tribe Member trembled, unable to hide their astonishment.
“The Pirate King will arrive soon. Retreat to the harbor.”
I instructed the warriors to fall back toward the harbor, then sprinted in the direction where I sensed the powerful presence of the monster and Sea Mist Tribe Members.
As I rushed forward at full speed, a seagull suddenly flew in from the side. It was natural to see seagulls in a coastal city, but for one to approach a human in the midst of such chaos was strange.
“Could it be….”
As I narrowed my eyes while swallowing dryly, the seagull’s beak moved.
“Found you!”
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