The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 538

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Chapter 538

I chuckled as I tapped Wrath’s drooping head playfully.

“This is my pet spirit.”
“A, a pet spirit?”

Burren’s eyes widened as he stared at Wrath.

“I happened to meet him while catching a dragon this time. You can tell by the bluish color, but he’s a sea spirit.”
-A spirit? And a pet at that? You insane bastard! To the True Demon King himself, the Lord of Wrath, calling me a foul-smelling spirit… I might as well be dead…

Wrath’s face flushed crimson as he let out a shriek.

“Oh? He’s dancing.”
-Open your eyes! Look properly! This isn’t dancing—it’s the cry of my wrath!
“Though he’s turning a bit redder.”
“He must be excited to have met you.”

I explained that, contrary to Wrath’s reaction, he was actually pleased.

“Now that I look at him, he’s quite cute. Definitely a spirit.”

Burren reached out to pet the rampaging Wrath, but his hand passed through empty air.

-Kyaaaaaaagh!

Wrath beat his chest like a drum. He said he was suffocating from frustration, and truly seemed on the verge of strangling himself.

“Why can only I see this spirit, and not anyone else?”
“Who knows? Maybe only kind people can see him? Or perhaps it’s because of your new eyes.”

I smiled and glossed over Burren’s question vaguely.

“Eyes! Ah, that could be it. The Head of House said these eyes were unusual too.”

Burren nodded as he touched his blue eyes thoughtfully.

-That’s right! Eyes! Please think about it. The True Demon King gave you those eyes! Ignore this wretched spirit and follow the True Demon King!

Wrath rushed at Burren and shouted for him to come to his senses.

“What is this spirit saying right now?”
“He’s saying he wants to get along with you.”

Raon smiled while guiding Burren to think of Wrath as merely a spirit.

“Yeah. I’m looking forward to it too!”

Burren patted Wrath’s round hand and smiled.

-This… this is so frustrating I’m dying! I… I can’t breathe…

In contrast, Wrath began to sink, blue foam spilling from his mouth.

“Is he okay? He’s foaming at the mouth?”

Burren’s hands trembled with concern as he watched Wrath foam.

“He’s a sea spirit. That’s how he greets people—by foaming to show his joy.”

Raon popped the bubbles bursting from Wrath’s mouth with his finger, grinning.

“Ah, I see!”

Burren accepted this explanation with a nod.

-Hey! Eyes! If you have eyes, look at this! How are you accepting this as a greeting!

Wrath jolted upright mid-faint. He flailed his arms desperately, pleading for them to understand his true intentions.

“This guy’s really got some moves! So much emotion in his dancing!”

Burren applauded, interpreting Wrath’s gestures as a dance.

“Spirits sure have it good.”

I gently stroked Wrath’s head and offered a warm smile.

“I’ve made a new friend.”
-Grrrrgh, you truly deserve divine punishment….

Wrath’s fury rose to the very top of his head, and he rolled backward with his eyes turned inside out.

“What are you doing now?”
“Playing diving. He’s still young, after all.”
“How cute.”

Burren smiled as he watched Wrath convulse in unconsciousness.

“Indeed.”

I nodded while observing Wrath.

‘Thanks to that cuteness, no one will ever think of him as a Demon Lord.’

Both objectively and subjectively, Wrath in his cotton candy form looked adorable.

With his plump body and round eyes, his cute appearance was so convincing that Burren genuinely believed him to be a sea spirit.

“Keep the fact that you’ve seen that creature a secret.”
“Why?”
“Right now, only you and I can see him. If you tell anyone else, they’ll just think I’m insane.”
“Understood.”

Burren nodded, finding the reason sound. As I conversed with him and walked, I soon found myself outside the Patriarch’s Hall.

“What are you two whispering about all secretively!”

Martha frowned with her arms crossed, clearly displeased.

“Come out quickly.”

Lunan also waved his hand, urging me to come outside.

I chuckled softly and walked toward the two of them.

“Are you okay?”
“Are you hurt anywhere?”

The two of them checked their bodies thoroughly, contrary to their complaints from moments before, to ensure there were truly no injuries.

“Commander!”
“You weren’t hurt by Orgos, were you?”
“How did you even defeat the dragon?”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen rushed forward, leaving no space to move.

“I’m fine. I was actually worried about all of you.”

Raon smiled, meeting the eyes of the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen brimming with concern and worry.

“I’m relieved everyone is safe.”

Wrath had provided treatment, but I hadn’t seen them wake up, so I’d been anxious. Yet they all appeared healthy with no aftereffects.

“Everything’s fine, but you could’ve sent word!”

Martha struck my abdomen with her fist, twisting her expression in frustration.

“That really hurt….”

I clutched my stomach where I’d been hit and let out a hollow laugh.

“Be grateful I didn’t use aura.”

Martha glared, insisting this was restraint on her part.

“Ice cream.”

Lunan approached from the side and tugged at my sleeve, shaking it.

“Hm?”
“Buy us ice cream.”

She gestured that since I’d worried everyone, I should treat them all to ice cream.

“That’s not difficult.”

Raon nodded while observing Lunan’s blank eyes.

-As expected, the ice cream girl!

Wrath, who had regained his senses, exclaimed his approval and patted Lunan’s head.

-You alone understand the True Demon King’s heart!
“Oh, dancing again….”

Burren seemed captivated by Wrath’s antics, letting out an exclamation as he watched the creature’s movements.

“Dorian.”

I left Wrath and Burren to their revelry and approached Dorian to examine his arms and legs.

“Are your limbs alright? Does anything hurt?”
“At the time, I wanted to die, but now I’m perfectly fine.”

Dorian chuckled and raised both arms.

“Don’t do anything reckless like that again.”
“I won’t. It just wasn’t for me.”

He nodded, assuring me he wouldn’t do it again.

“Really?”
“Of course! It wasn’t just the pain—I was genuinely terrified!”

Dorian’s voice trembled as if frightened, yet his eyes gleamed with unmistakable clarity.

“Young Master Raon!”
“C-Commander!”

Yua rushed over and embraced me, while Julius fought back tears, creating small dimples along his jaw.

“You’ve all worked hard.”

I bent down and gently stroked the heads of the two children.

“Everyone, fall in line.”

After exchanging greetings with all the members of the Gwangpung Corps in turn, I stood before them as their commander for the first time in a long while.

“As the Head of House said, you’ve all worked hard during this time. Rest well until the day after tomorrow, and we’ll meet again in three days.”

At the mention of seeing them again in three days, sweat beaded on the foreheads of the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen.

“Ugh….”
“Two days of rest and then straight into training?”
“That’s… brutal.”
“Raon Zigheart. Of course. Just as expected….”

The Gwangpung Corps shook their heads as they looked at my resolute expression.

“Training is naturally necessary, but since I made you wait without word, I owe you something in return. We’re having a gathering.”

I raised my hand, speaking of a gathering rather than training.

“Wooooooo!”
“What’s this about?”
“Has he changed after nearly dying?”

The Gwangpung Corps cheered and shouted their unconditional participation.

“Then what time….”
“6 o’clock.”

Lunan Slion raised his hand eagerly.

“Right. 6 p.m.”
“No, 6 a.m. In front of the Pearl Ice Cream Shop.”
“Huh…?”

Both I and the Gwangpung Corps widened our eyes in surprise.

“Hey, Lunan. You can’t even wake up at that time.”
“I can keep the ice cream promise.”

Lunan shook his head, insisting he would never forget.

“The Ice Cream Shop doesn’t open at 6. Let’s make it 10.”
“How do you know that?”

Martha narrowed her eyes with curiosity.

“It just happened that way….”

Of course, it was because of Wrath. He had shouted so many times since dawn that he wanted ice cream, I had memorized the shop’s opening hours.

“Sure.”

Lunan nodded with a vacant expression, saying 10 o’clock was fine too.

“Then I’ll see you then.”

I smiled faintly and waved my hand. I was heading to the Annex Building with Yua and Julius when Burren approached from the side.

“By the way, what does that spirit eat?”

Burren asked while watching Wrath, who had actually started dancing because of Lunan.

-Ooh!

Wrath stopped dancing and rushed toward Burren.

-Tell him immediately that the True Demon King loves mint chocolate ice cream and pineapple pizza! If you offer them now, I shall forgive you….
“Ah, I remember now—spirits sustain themselves on mana….”

Burren scratched the back of his head, saying he had forgotten.

“I wanted to give you something, but that’s a shame. Spirit, see you next time.”

He waved his hand regretfully and walked away.

—Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!

Wrath shouted, but Burren naturally didn’t turn around.

—Damn it! I should never have fixed that bastard’s eyes!

I scratched my chin as I watched Wrath and Burren’s retreating figures.

‘This is more entertaining than I expected.’

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“We’ve been training continuously!”

Yua shook her clenched fist, saying that the entire Gwangpung Corps had done nothing but train all day since recovering from their injuries.

“That’s nothing special. It’s only natural.”

Julius waved his hand dismissively, as if questioning why she would boast about such a thing.

“Yes. You did well.”

I patted Yua and Julius on the head and walked toward the Annex Building.

—Ugh….

Wrath still hadn’t recovered from the shock, hanging limply from my shoulder.

Whoosh!

As I walked toward home with unusually light steps, I saw people rushing toward me from the direction of the Annex Building, accompanied by a cloud of dust.

“You guys!”
“Young Master!”

Sylvia and Helen, along with the attendants, rushed forward as if employing an ascending movement technique, simultaneously embracing me, Yua, and Julius.

“Are you hurt anywhere? Why did you take so long to return!”

Sylvia, as always, checked me, Yua, and Julius thoroughly for any injuries.

“Young Master, please tell us where you’re going. I was so anxious I thought I would die.”
“I developed stomach ulcers!”
“Oh, thank goodness you’re safe at least.”

Helen and the attendants tightened their embrace, demanding why I hadn’t contacted them. I felt a trembling anxiety in their grip.

“….”

Even the usually expressionless Judith had her eyes narrowed in apparent anger.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled softly as I watched Sylvia and the attendants trembling on my shoulders.

‘The Head of House didn’t mention it.’

It seemed he deliberately refrained from telling them I was going to hunt a dragon, likely knowing it would only increase their worry.

“I’m sorry. I was preoccupied.”

I gently patted Sylvia and the attendants’ backs while bowing my head.

“I’ll keep in better contact from now on.”
“Young Master, you say that every time!”

Helen’s lips trembled as tears glistened at her nose.

“I’ve heard sons don’t listen, but this one is particularly stubborn!”

Sylvia also shook her head, her eyes glistening with moisture.

“I’m truly sorry. But at least I’ve returned safely….”
“Raon!”

I wiped away the tears from Sylvia and her attendants’ eyes with a smile when Ensia came flying at me from the back like a hawk.

Thud!

If I dodged, Ensia would have skidded across the ground, so I had no choice but to catch her as she was. The impact was like a tiger charging at me, and my legs trembled slightly from the force.

“Oh, Ensia….”
“Raon! I missed you so much!”

Ensia wrapped her arms around my neck, openly displaying her emotions.

“I’m really sorry. And I apologize.”

She shook her head, apologizing for leaving me with Orgos that day.

“There’s no need to apologize for that at all.”

I shook my head at Ensia, who seemed to be holding back tears.

“If anything, I’m sorry for coming so late.”
“No. I’ve been so worried ever since that day… Wait? Raon, did you go to the seaside?”

Ensia had started to apologize but suddenly changed the subject.

“How did you….”
“Your skin is slightly tanned, but how can you become even more handsome? Is this even possible?”

Her rationality had melted away, and her instincts took over as she began complimenting my appearance again.

“Even after all this time, you’re still devastatingly handsome.”

Ensia’s eyes began to glaze over dreamily.

-Mother!

Wrath clung to Sylvia’s head and sniffled.

-So many things have happened! It was so exhausting! Please, give me some delicious food!

He was still muttering about the rubber taste lingering in his mouth as he grabbed hold of Sylvia’s hair ornament.

“The more time passes, the more handsome you become. How is this even possible?”

Ensia’s mouth opened wider and wider as if she couldn’t comprehend Raon’s face. In another moment, her jaw would have touched the ground.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Ensia.”

Raon ignored Ensia’s comment about his appearance and offered her a smile.

“Huh? Yes, yes?”

Ensia covered her mouth and nose with both hands, her eyelashes trembling.

“Is, is this a confession? I’m ready to accept anytime! No, wait! I can’t monopolize a work of art! Aaaah! What do I do?”
“Huh?”

Raon blinked blankly.

‘What is she talking about…’

I had only meant to thank her for keeping Sylvia company while I was away and for helping create an artificial core with the dragon heart, but she had completely misunderstood.

“Ensia is fine, but it seems a bit fast, so I’m still against it…”

Sylvia shook her head while stroking her chin.

“My lady. Young people these days move quickly.”

Helen grabbed Sylvia’s sleeve, telling her not to say such things.

“Sigh…”

Raon sighed as he looked at the people surrounding him.

‘This is chaotic.’

Everyone was talking incessantly, making it impossible to have a coherent conversation.
But this boisterous atmosphere wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

-Food! Food! Fooooood!

Raon smiled as he watched Wrath clamoring for food.

“Let’s eat first.”

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Steaming dishes rose onto a table so massive that two grown men could lie across it.

Charred pork barbecue with a smoky aroma, short ribs seasoned with salt and pepper that released a savory fragrance, raw salmon that seemed to embody the word “freshness,” crispy chicken and cutlets that overflowed with crispness at mere sight, and pineapple pizza—Wrath’s favorite.

Dishes poured endlessly onto the massive table, nearly buckling it under their weight.

Clap!

As Raon’s favorite beef stew was finally placed at the center of the table, Sylvia clapped her large hands together.

“It’s been so long since we’ve all gathered like this. There’s still plenty of food left, so take your time.”

Sylvia smiled at Raon, Yua, and Julius, who sat beside her.

“Yes!”
“Thank you.”

Yua raised her hand enthusiastically, while Julius bowed his head respectfully.

-Hrrgh….

Wrath drooled as he gazed at the variously aromatic dishes.

-What should I eat first? After eating nothing but stale bread and jerky for so long, I can’t even remember what these foods taste like!

He clutched his head, his lips trembling.

‘Take your time choosing.’
-Take my time? The food will get cold! There was no need to choose in the first place!

Wrath pointed at the pineapple pizza placed on the left with his round hand.

-Let’s start with the pineapple pizza!
‘Got it. Got it.’

I nodded and placed a slice of pizza on my plate before taking a bite.

The savory, warm cheese and chewy dough filled my mouth satisfyingly, while the sweetness of the perfectly baked pineapple and the saltiness of the pork wrapped around my tongue.

Perhaps because it was pizza eaten at home after so long, it tasted better than any other food.

-Mmm….

Wrath nodded vigorously, tears glistening in his eyes.

-This is real food. I’ve truly missed it!

He gestured toward the pork barbecue without even wiping away his flowing tears.

I chuckled softly and chewed and swallowed each dish Wrath requested one by one.

“Wow, even the way he eats is so handsome….”

Ensia seized the moment and took countless photos of me.

“Young Master, what happened this time?”

Helen asked while wiping sauce from Yua’s mouth.

“You all know what happened in Barene, right?”
“No.”
“We don’t know.”
“Tell me from the beginning.”

Sylvia set down her fork, asking me to tell her everything that had happened.

“I understand.”

Either way, I would have had to reveal everything because of the Dragon Heart.

I told everyone about what had transpired, then retrieved the Dragon Heart from my spatial pouch.

The brilliant iridescent mana enveloping the Dragon Heart caused the Dining Hall’s lights to seem to fade in comparison.

“Y-you defeated a dragon?”
“Is this really a Dragon Heart…?”
“And it’s from Kaibhar, the Light Dragon…?”

Sylvia and her attendants stood frozen, their mouths agape at the revelation that I had slain Kaibhar.

“Wow…”

For the first time today, Ensia’s gaze shifted away from me to something else.

“This… this is real. The natural mana is endlessly condensed within it.”

Even the genius of the Yonan Family trembled at her fingertips, seeing a Dragon Heart for the first time.

“Could we create an artificial core for my mother with this?”
“Of course! Please, entrust it to me!”

Ensia clung to me desperately.

“I’ve been struck with even better inspiration! I can create something far superior to the core that went into Rimer!”

She nodded firmly, declaring she would craft the finest work possible. In moments like these, she was unmistakably a true artisan.

“Then I’ll entrust it to—”
“Wait!”

Sylvia raised her hand.

“I cannot accept it.”
“Pardon?”
“How could I possibly take something you obtained at the cost of such suffering!”

She shook her head, insisting it made no sense for someone who had done nothing to receive a Dragon Heart.

“I thought you’d say that.”

I smiled. Given Sylvia’s nature, I had anticipated her refusal.

“But this Dragon Heart isn’t something I’m giving you alone.”
“Huh?”
“Aris—or rather, Aunt—said she would fix Mother’s core, so my older sister insisted on giving you the very best. If you don’t accept it, Aunt will be disappointed.”

Since Glen wasn’t here, I called Aris my aunt to persuade Sylvia. It was what I had actually said, and perhaps because I called her that, Sylvia’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Your sister….”
“Yes. Aunt said she’ll definitely check, so you must accept it. If you haven’t done anything yet, you can start doing things from now on, can’t you?”

I took Sylvia’s trembling hand and continued speaking.

“You said family simply supports one another without expecting anything in return. I’ve received far more from you than this. Please don’t burden yourself—just accept it.”
“Ugh….”

Sylvia couldn’t respond to those words and lowered her head. Her shoulders and arms trembled violently.

“The Lady truly can’t resist the Young Master.”
“She’s been like that since childhood.”
“Just accept it.”

Helen and the attendants smiled teasingly at Sylvia, who seemed to be holding back tears.

“It’s decided then!”

Ensia jumped to her feet.

“I’ll start working on it from today!”

She took the Dragon Heart and entered her chamber, uncertain how long the work would take.

“Thank you.”
-Hey!

As Raon was thanking Ensia, Wrath bounced up like a rabbit.

-Stop talking with your mouth full and eat! It’s all getting cold!

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Raon remained in the Dining Hall until the end, devouring every dish Wrath had wanted to eat, before finally returning to his chamber.

“Ugh….”

My stomach felt like it might burst.

To appease that cotton candy creature’s mood, I’d inevitably overeaten. It had been a long time since my stomach felt this unsettled from food.

-Kyaaaa….

Wrath sprawled across the bed, releasing a satisfied laugh.

-Now my mood is finally lifting. That was a satisfying meal.
‘Ugh, I ate way too much.’

At this rate, I’d get indigestion. I grabbed the Heavenly Sword and left the chamber.

-Where are you going at this hour?
‘Going to work off the meal.’
-But why are you bringing the sword?
‘I’ll digest it through training.’
-You’re truly insane….

Wrath muttered in exasperation and hid his body within the bracelet.

Raon chuckled softly and headed toward the Open Field Behind the Annex.

‘This place really does put my mind at ease.’

This place had become more familiar to me than the Training Ground, having trained here since childhood.

I gazed at the lake bathed in the undulating moonlight before drawing the Heavenly Sword. Just as I was about to begin with basic swordplay as usual, a subtle breeze swept across the grounds.

“Hmm?”

I turned around, sensing the weighty presence behind me.

Glen Zigheart stood there with his characteristic dry gaze, as if he had been present from the beginning—though I couldn’t recall when he had arrived.

“Let us continue the conversation we couldn’t finish this afternoon.”

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