The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 526

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Chapter 526

I narrowed my eyes as I gazed at the longsword that had naturally materialized. Its interior was transparent as if formed from water droplets, and ripples spread across it like the sea itself.

The blade’s peculiar shape was not the only thing remarkable. From this water sword, I could sense not only Kaibhar’s mana but also the flow of Aris Zigheart’s aura intertwined together.

Ching!

The water longsword descended slowly, embedding its blade into the Mental World just like the other swords.

Whoooosh!

The cracks that had formed from the Demon Lord’s descent gradually filled in, restoring the Mental World to its original state. The remnants of Wrath’s lingering rage dissolved away, and the persistent headache vanished completely.
The remnants of Wrath’s lingering anger melted away, and the throbbing headache that had plagued me completely disappeared.

The Mental World has recovered to how it was before the Demon Lords’ descent, but the changes are not yet complete.

Whoosh!

With a heartbeat that felt like it would burst, the Mental World expanded, and new swords sprouted. It was the growth of the lower dantian.

“To achieve growth beyond just recovery…”

I should be able to use a more perfected Sword Realm Incarnation than before now.

“The Sword Realm Incarnate isn’t everything.”

Raon gazed at the Water Sword embedded in the Mental World and offered a faint smile.

“Since I’ve also mastered the subtleties of spatial swordsmanship.”

The reason Kaibar can sense Aris Zigheart’s aura flowing from that sword is because he grasped even a small part of the spatial sword’s subtleties through his battle with her.

“If I train with all my might, I might be able to wield the Spatial Blade in my own way.”

Aris Zigheart’s spatial sword technique differs from the trajectory of ordinary swordsmanship. Just thinking that she could obtain that mysterious sword technique made her heart burn with passion.

Raon surveyed the Mental World, now far more vibrant than before, then closed and reopened his eyes.

As the trance lifted, the azure sky and Wrath’s furrowed gaze came into focus.

-Damn it all!

The moment their eyes met, Wrath let out a sharp cry.

-Recovery alone would have sufficed! Why must you grow stronger as well!

He seemed to have noticed the expansion of the Mental World, his brow deepening with displeasure.

-And the Dragon Heart assisted you too! How can your fortune be so boundless! I simply cannot fathom it!
‘It’s not fortune—it’s skill and effort.’
-Silence! Does the True Demon King’s daily torment from unreasonable complaints mean nothing to you!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, demanding I hold my tongue.

‘I understand. Just back away.’

As I pushed away Wrath, who was pressing his snout toward me, Rabawin approached.

“Master Raon.”

He infused aura into my body while casting a worried gaze.

“Are you well?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“More than fine, actually.”

Aris Zigheart’s crimson eyes gleamed softly.

“He’s completely recovered.”

She too seemed to have grasped what transpired in the Mental World, her expression radiant with satisfaction.

“He might even surpass you now.”
“That’s truly wonderful!”

Rabawin smiled with genuine delight, unconcerned with who had won—what mattered to him was that Raon had recovered.
Despite his appearance as a pirate incarnate, bald-headed and bearded, he seemed like the most virtuous warrior among those of the Zigheart.

“Tsk, how boring.”

Aris Zigheart clicked her tongue sharply, displeased with Rabawin’s response.

“Did you know this would happen?”

I turned my gaze toward Aris Zigheart while still seated.

“I sensed intense mana fluctuating in your lower dantian, so I naturally assumed you’d recover. Of course….”

Aris Zigheart regarded me with eyes burning with intensity.

“I never expected you to grow as well.”
“That was unexpected for me too. It seems the Dragon Heart’s mana played a significant role.”

I handed the Dragon Heart, still clutched in my hand, to Aris Zigheart.
Despite the vast amount of mana that had aided my healing and growth, the Dragon Heart still contained a level of mana difficult to fully comprehend. It was truly worthy of its reputation as the supreme elixir.

“Look at that.”

Aris Zigheart entrusted the Dragon Heart to Rabawin and helped me to my feet.
She raised her finger, pointing toward the warship approaching us.

“Uooooooooooo!”
“Raon! Raon! Raon! Raon!”

The sailors aboard the warship were roaring with such fervor their voices seemed ready to tear through their throats.
Kuberard, cradling two children in his arms, had tears glistening in his eyes.

“Wave to them.”

Aris Zigheart raised her hand first, laughing with refreshing clarity.

“Everyone here is a hero, but you’ve become the hero of heroes.”

She spoke those embarrassing words and turned away.

“Hmm….”

I gazed not at the people, but at Kaibhar’s severed neck and head.
Seeing the sword marks carved by the Heavenly Sword, the grueling battle and the moment of victory flooded back to me.
A sight I would never have witnessed had I not clung to life with unwavering determination. I was grateful I hadn’t surrendered until the very end.

‘This victory belongs not to me alone, but to all of us.’
-Victory my ass.

As I waved to the sailors with a smile, Wrath thrust his face forward.

-You’re taking that lizard meat, right? It’s so salt-cured it won’t need seasoning at all!

Wrath swallowed hard, insisting we absolutely had to claim it.

‘Hmm, what should I do….’
-If you ignore the True Demon King this time, I’m really going to cry! I mean it!

I simply laughed at the utterly unconvincing threat.

‘I suppose so.’

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Lusain Mountain, which stood guard over the west side of the Robert Family Territory.

Derus Robert descended into the mountain’s underground depths, its elegance and refinement belying the darkness below.
He walked through the lightless corridor with familiar steps, heading toward the central cavern.

“You have arrived.”

An elderly man with a sturdy frame, dressed in black night clothes, bowed his head.

Derus remained silent, nodding curtly before taking his place beside the old man. Beneath his cold gaze, children who appeared to be less than ten years old knelt with blindfolds covering their eyes.

“Ugh…”
“W-where am I?”
“Mom! Dad!”
“Please, send me home!”

The children, aware they had been abducted, trembled and cried out for salvation.

“Around 210, I’d say?”

Derus Robert stroked his chin with indifference to the children’s screams, counting the number.

“Yes. Precisely 213 children.”

The Old Man bowed low and provided the exact count.

“More than usual.”
“This time, with the Six Emperors Five Demons, the New Rising Powers, the Demon Lords, and even Dragons appearing, there were many children who lost their parents. We could have saved more, but we filtered out those in poor condition.”

He spoke of people as if selecting vegetables or fruit, his eyes narrowing thinly.

“Their frames are certainly sound. Sufficient for use as assassins. Some are suitable for training as warriors as well.”

Derus Robert smiled faintly, observing the children whose lips trembled with fear.

“Proceed with brainwashing as usual, and have the ones without issues consume Rage Worm as well.”
“Understood.”

As the Old Man nodded, instructors from Shadow emerged from the darkness and dragged the children away.

“I’m sorry to burden you with this task again.”

Derus Robert watched the children being dragged away before patting the Old Man’s shoulder.

“Please don’t say such things. It is because I brought incompetent ones before you.”

The Old Man bowed deeply with deference, his eyes gleaming sharply when he spoke of incompetent ones.

“Then I’ll leave it to you.”

Derus Robert turned his back on the old man and climbed the stairs beside the pillar. He entered a room as meticulously organized as an office and settled into a darkly-hued chair.

A soft whisper echoed through the shadows.

The shadow beneath the bookshelf rippled, and Kubara emerged, dressed not in her usual maid’s uniform but in a black gown.

“Any news regarding Raon Zigheart?”

Derus Robert asked without turning around.

“Still nothing, sir.”

Kubara bowed and lifted her gaze.

“There are no reports from within Zigheart, and no unusual movements either.”

She shook her head, noting that Raon’s very name had vanished from the Zigheart Territory.

“Is he truly dead, then….”

Derus Robert gazed down into the empty cavern for a long moment before slowly turning his gaze away.

“How are things progressing at the Aqua Beast factory?”
“Based on the intelligence gained from Siris’s failure, improvement work is underway. We’re conducting research to enhance the Aqua Beasts’ intelligence and explosive power.”
“Double the personnel and funding allocated to that project.”
“Double, sir?”
“It may seem like excessive investment, but ultimately it will prove cost-effective.”

He raised his glass to his lips and took a sip.

“The embers of war will soon ignite across the Continent once more.”

Derus Robert set down the empty glass quietly, his smile turning sinister enough to raise goosebumps.

“On that day, the Aqua Beasts will become our greatest variable.”

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I returned to the Harbor of Aikar with eight warships that had set sail together.
It took four days to return while retrieving Kaibhar’s bisected corpse.

Though the journey consumed considerable time, with the Kaibhar slain and the war concluded, the sailors’ expressions shone brighter than ever before.

I stood upon the deck, gazing toward the harbor. Before the Wall undergoing reconstruction, I could see the residents who had remained in Aikar.
Rumors of the dragon’s defeat had already spread, and the people emerged, waving their hands in greeting.

The distance was too great and the waves too fierce to discern their exact words, yet I could see them cheering, weeping, and laughing all at once.

“Uooooooo!”
“Aikar!”
“It’s finally over!”

The sailors aboard Cheongpung and the other warships waved back to the residents, their voices erupting in jubilant cries.

-Uaaaaaaaa!

Wrath burst forth from the bracelet and roared toward the harbor.

-Roasted dragon! At last I am liberated from dried meat and hardtack!

Of course, his meaning differed entirely from the others’.

“Uwaaaaaaaa!”

As the warships advanced slowly and moored at the harbor, the residents of Aikar unleashed a roar that seemed to split the heavens.

“Now, bring it out!”

After Aris Zigheart disembarked first and clapped her hands, the mages lifted Kaibhar’s corpse they had dragged aboard and set it down upon the harbor.
As the shrinking magic dissolved and that colossal form revealed itself in full, the Wall under reconstruction crumbled anew, and the harbor’s entrance collapsed.

“Ugh….”
“I-Is this the Kaibhar, the Kaibhar?”
“Insane….”
“What creature is the size of an entire city!”

The residents of Aikar stared at Kaibhar’s corpse with gaping mouths, unable to close them. Everyone was astounded by its incomprehensible size.

“Did you… did you really catch that?”
“This can’t be real….”
“You… you’ve worked so hard.”
“He did all of it.”

Aris Zigheart stood with her foot planted on Kaibhar’s head, pointing toward me.

“I only opened the path. This one severed its neck.”

She began clapping first, urging everyone to praise me.

“Woooooooow!”
“Raon! Raon! Raon!”
“The White Sword Dragon, as expected!”
“Isn’t it a bit much to call him just a Sword Dragon now? He’s slain the Gold Dragon.”
“Right. Before coming here, he defeated a Grand Master too. He’ll need a new epithet.”

The sailors and residents began gathering, eager to bestow a new epithet upon me.

“We can do that later—let’s hold a festival today!”

Aris grinned widely and waved her hand. She threw her arm around the people in front of her and shouted for them to prepare drinks quickly.

Despite appearances, Aris Zigheart possessed a thoughtful nature. She seemed intent on opening the festival to celebrate our victory and console the sorrow of losing comrades.

I descended from Cheongpung and examined Kaibhar’s corpse.
Despite being submerged in the sea for four days, its flesh remained firm and taut. It seemed natural mana still lingered within its bones and muscles.

-I told you! The meat is tender! It’s been perfectly marinated by now—we must eat it immediately!

Wrath drooled eagerly, urging me to roast the dragon meat at once.

‘Alright. I’ll bring it up.’

I was approaching Aris to suggest we roast dragon meat when—

A deep, resonant hum echoed through the air!

A golden-haired old man draped in an elegant bearing like a coat appeared above the harbor, bathed in a pale yellow light that rippled across the water.
He floated in midair without any incantation, yet an incredibly vast flow of mana emanated from him.

‘That is….’

I couldn’t sense how much mana he possessed. It was on a scale far beyond transcendence.

-That’s the one, it is.

Wrath glared at the old man, his eyes narrowing.

‘That one?’
-The shiny dragon that breathed at the True Demon King. That one transformed into human form!
‘Ah….’

He seemed to be referring to the Gold Dragon that had suddenly unleashed its breath when Wrath was fighting the White Blood Cult Master and the Holy Sword Master.

‘Why now of all times….’

I wasn’t without the strength to fight, but if battle erupted now, everyone except myself, Aris Zigheart, and Rabawin would perish. My chest burned with anguish.

“So it has come to this.”

The Gold Dragon stepped quietly onto the ground. He clicked his tongue long while gazing at Kaibhar’s severed neck.

“Did it truly have to be this way?”

The dragon’s cold gaze turned toward Aris Zigheart. The air grew heavy, pressing down on my shoulders. The festive atmosphere of the harbor darkened and sank into gloom.

“What?”

Aris Zigheart turned her chin slightly to the side, positioning the people she had been arm-in-arm with behind her back. She seemed to already know that this old man was a dragon.

“What should have been done differently?”
“You could have ended this more moderately.”

The dragon exhaled a low sigh and leaned on his staff against the ground.

“You should have said that to this madman first.”

Aris nudged Kaibar’s corpse with the tip of her foot, kicking it aside dismissively.

“If you had stopped him before he slaughtered humans, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place, would it?”

Her lips twisted upward into a sneer. Her face flushed as heat rose within her.

“Dragons are independent beings. Unless a Demon Lord descends or the balance of the world crumbles, they have no obligation to obey even a Lord like myself.”
“That’s just your incompetence.”

Aris snorted derisively while gazing at the Dragon Lord’s staff.

“Hmm….”

Raon swallowed hard as he observed the old man.

‘That old man is the Dragon Lord?’

He had sensed strength, but never imagined he was the Dragon Lord. The creeping sense of danger that had been building now emanated a far more sinister stench.

“Dragons expend their strength for the world’s very existence. We do not move by mere emotion. Kaibar was one approaching the wisdom of the ancient dragons. If he killed humans, there must have been sufficient reason.”

The Lord narrowed his eyes, insisting that dragons thought only of the greater good.

“Ahahahahaha!”

Aris threw her head back and burst into raucous laughter.

“Greater good? A mad lizard wrapped in nothing but madness—what greater good is that? Neutral arbiter of the Continent? Guardian of the Continent? It’s all nonsense. You’re nothing but oversized children who can’t control the power you possess.”

Her eyes grew cold and sharp.

“It must be difficult to understand for creatures who live but a fleeting moment.”
“All that comes from your mouth is drivel, isn’t it?”
“I will not seek vengeance for my already-fallen kin. As I said from the beginning, we are an independent race. However….”

The Dragon Lord exhaled a low breath and shook his head.

“I will take Kaibar’s Dragon Heart and corpse with me.”

He extended his hand, demanding that Kaibhar surrender his dragon heart.

-What’s this lizard brat babbling about! The salted meat belongs to the True Demon King!

Wrath’s jaw trembled as if he found the situation absurd.

-Summon the True Demon King! I’ll snap his neck this instant!

He thrashed about, demanding the body be handed over immediately.

Roooaaarrr!

I lowered my stance, ready to move at any moment, and placed my hand on the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

“Madness is abundant this season.”

Aris Zigheart let out a scoff, baring her white teeth.

“Kaibhar’s corpse is our spoils of war. We have no intention of surrendering anything.”
“Then it cannot be helped.”

The Dragon Lord raised his hand. An explosive surge of mana rippled outward, and the sky and sea began to distort.

“This is not vengeance against my kin, but a measure to prevent a crisis for the Continent. Do not resent me.”

Unlike Kaibhar, the Dragon Lord—now perfectly attuned to the ancient dragon—wrapped his mana aura around Aikar, paralyzing my limbs with the overwhelming pressure of the Gold Dragon’s devastating aura that commanded lightning and weather.
My arms and legs refused to move.

That treacherous lizard…

The Dragon Lord claimed this was a measure to prevent crisis, not vengeance against his kin, yet his intent to exact revenge was unmistakable. He was no dragon—he was a serpent.

“We killed the child, and now the parent has arrived.”

Aris Zigheart kicked Kaibhar’s corpse again, letting out another scoff.

“That’s not quite it…”
“Then we have no choice but to call an adult as well.”
“What do you mean by that?”

The Dragon Lord’s eyes narrowed to slits.

“Do you know who his grandfather is?”

Aris pointed her finger at Raon.

“Hmm….”
“Glen Zigheart, the Northern Destruction King.”

As the Dragon Lord’s gaze fixed on Raon, his eyes narrowing further, Aris continued.

“If you want to see his grandfather slaughter your entire race, keep going!”
“Ah….”

Aris spread both arms wide as if to say he could do as he pleased, and the Dragon Lord’s fingertips trembled.

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