The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 544

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Chapter 544

I closed my eyelids and left Wrath to his tantrum.

‘I should be able to expand my Mental Realm a bit more.’

Baphomet’s fighting spirit, purified by Lunan’s frost, seeped into my entire being.

Since I was a spiritual body in this place, Baphomet’s aura naturally took root within my Mental Realm.

Fighting spirit was a force born solely for combat, so a savage energy crystallized on the blade embedded in my Mental World.

‘I should accept it as is.’

I could have reshaped Baphomet’s aura to suit my nature, but I deliberately preserved the wild essence he possessed.

Just as Glen had told me to experience many things to achieve Perfect Sword, I wanted to accept this new energy I’d never possessed before and create fresh stimulation within my Mental Realm.

I opened my eyes, feeling my soul’s essence harden and solidify thanks to Baphomet’s fighting spirit.
Lunan still had his eyes tightly shut, his shoulders trembling as he gathered his aura.

-Damn it!

Wrath slammed the ground with his fist, which resembled a red bean bun.

-Why is the True Demon King the only one who gains nothing!

He complained that while he had contributed to the battle, he was the only one left empty-handed.

‘What are you talking about? You’ll get something too.’
-Really, truly?
‘Yes. Once we leave here, we can eat ice cream.’
-Ah, that’s right! Certainly good… but we already agreed to eat that!

Wrath furrowed his brow and threw a punch at me.

‘I’ll buy you all the foods you wanted to eat. Just be quiet for a moment.’

Raon sidestepped the punch with a light tilt of his chin and waved his hand dismissively.

-Then I should just stay still…no, wait! That was your job in the first place anyway! We haven’t even finished the three weeks yet!
‘He’s getting harder to fool now.’

I muttered regretfully and exhaled a light sigh.

-This guy really….
‘Anyway, I’ll do what you ask today. Just stay quiet.’
-Really?
‘Yeah. As long as you don’t do anything pointless and keep silent.’

The moment Raon nodded to Wrath, whose eyes gleamed with suspicion, Lunan’s entire Mental Realm began to vibrate violently.

Kuguguguuu!

The darkness that Baphomet had been consuming melted away, and Lunan’s Mental World expanded to an incomparable degree compared to before.

Over the newly risen earth, beautiful crystalline snow fell gently. Lunan’s world became clear and pure, dyed in pristine white light.

Kwaaaaaang!

The Ice House that had been protecting Lunan Slion crumbled down, and the ice cream dolls that had been trapped inside began to stand up on their own and walk.

“Huh.”

The moment Raon stepped outside, he exhaled softly as he watched the Burren and Martha dolls begin quarreling with each other.

‘This means….’
-The Charm Girl’s Mental Realm has grown, it does.

Wrath smiled as he watched the dolls walking on their own feet.

-The spirit of a young child who wished to protect her family even at the cost of her own sacrifice has matured.
‘Yeah. It does seem that way.’

Watching the Ice House shatter and the dolls that had been carefully arranged within it move on their own, it seemed clear that Lunan’s spirit had grown tremendously, just as Wrath said.

“Hmm….”

While Raon was observing the puppets strolling through the white world, Lunan opened her eyes with a soft groan. Starlight glimmered from her violet pupils.

‘She’s grown stronger.’

It wasn’t just her spirit that had developed. Though I couldn’t know for certain until we left this place, Lunan’s combat prowess appeared to have transformed beyond recognition.

“Raon.”

Lunan approached and extended her hand. Still in the form of an ice cream doll, I leaped lightly onto her palm.

“How do you feel?”

I looked up at Lunan and asked. Despite being in the Mental World, the fresh fragrance flowing through her hair tickled my nose.

“Like I was covered in mud and just took a warm bath.”

Lunan lifted her hand to meet my gaze. Her eyes no longer appeared blind.
Clear as dewdrops resting on grass blades. They were beautiful enough to resemble a night sky filled with constellations.

“Raon. Thank you.”
“You did it yourself.”

I waved my hand at Lunan, who was bowing her head.

“No. I could never have won alone.”

Lunan’s lips curved upward slightly. It was a small but unmistakable smile.

“The ice cream example gave me strength.”
“I’m glad it helped.”
-No, no! That was the True Demon King’s words! This wretch did nothing! This vile thief stole the True Demon King’s intellectual property!

Wrath, who had been marveling at how well the ice cream girl had grown, suddenly jumped up and waved his hands frantically.

“That dust is still here.”

Lunan tilted her head, looking at Wrath.

-D-dust…?

Wrath tumbled downward, his jaw trembling violently.

-Ice cream girl. How could you do this to the True Demon King…?

He seemed deeply shocked, tears streaming down his face.

“It’s nothing but dust. Just ignore it.”

Raon smiled and brushed Wrath aside lightly.

“Poor thing.”

Lunan grasped Wrath with his left hand and carefully stroked him.

-As expected, the ice cream girl and the True Demon King are connected! Ice cream girl, wait just a moment longer!
‘Connected? What are you…?’

As Raon let out a deflated laugh, light surged from his body, Lunan’s body, and Wrath’s body, and they began reverting to their original forms.

“This is… ah.”

Now that I thought about it, when I fought the Dragonian before, Wrath had reverted to his original form after some time had passed.
It seemed he was revealing his true form as he adapted to my mental realm.

“Finally!”

Wrath burst into delighted laughter as he gazed at his own elongated fingers.

“Finally I can return to the True Demon King’s form!
“Who?”

Lunan blinked, now able to see Wrath properly.

“Ice cream girl! Listen well. This wretch is the very axis of evil! Everything this bastard has said until now was spoken by me, and every wicked deed this vile creature has committed was done by me…!”

Even though his entire body wasn’t yet visible, Wrath began spewing curses at Raon.

Kuku-ku-ku-ku-ku!

But before Baphomet could finish speaking, Lunan’s Mental Realm crumbled, and the sky and earth darkened.
It wasn’t that Baphomet had been revived—it seemed Lunan’s time in the Mental World had simply run out.

“No, wait! I still have so much more to say! Just a moment….”

Wrath screamed and reached out his hand, but Lunan no longer existed there.

“Damn it all!”

Wrath kicked at the crumbling ground and let out a howl of frustration.

“Cutting me off again and again—isn’t that too much? The True Demon King has things to say too!”
“Sigh….”

I shook my head slowly as the world darkened around me.

“You said everything while I was cursing.”

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I opened my eyes slowly. My right hand rested against Baphomet’s helmet that Lunan had been wearing.

Crack!

Without even applying force, Baphomet’s helmet split in half and fell to the ground. But Lunan remained asleep, not yet awakened.

I carefully laid Lunan down and smiled faintly as she breathed softly.

‘Growing stronger even now.’

As expected, the growth of her Mental Realm was manifesting in her physical body as well. When she awakened, it would be after reaching a new level.

-Damn this cursed sky!

Wrath looked up at the sky and shook his fist.

—Why do you keep interfering with the True Demon King!
I clicked my tongue inwardly. ‘Should’ve spoken faster. If I hadn’t cursed, there would’ve been plenty of time to explain.’

I pushed Wrath aside and immediately checked on Rokan and Clara, who lay collapsed beside me.

‘They seem to be poisoned by something…’

Their blood moved sluggishly, as if time itself had stopped. It appeared they’d been kept unconscious by some special toxin.

‘It’s not a poison, though.’

It was something Pedrick could easily cure, so I exhaled in relief.

‘Merlin…’

I found it strange that Merlin, who should have rushed in immediately, was nowhere to be seen—until I spotted a limp mole form sprawled on the ground.

‘Did she overexert herself?’

It seemed she’d collapsed after using too much power while in animal form rather than her true body.

‘I keep receiving help. Thank you.’

I cradled the mole Merlin in my arms and walked toward the Underground Space where Lunan had been imprisoned.

‘There it is.’

Sylvia’s corpse, which I’d killed before rescuing Lunan, remained in place.

But there was something odd—his helmet was nowhere to be found.

‘What’s this?’

As I furrowed my brow in confusion, a violent shockwave erupted from my right.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

I turned my gaze. The Slion Family warriors, who had been suppressed by Martha, Dorian, and Sylvia, were now clashing with traitors who followed Sylvia.
I could also see quite a few of Eden’s spectral beings wearing monster helmets and masks.

“Ugh….”

I stopped mid-stride toward him and clutched my chest.

‘My body won’t respond properly.’

Though my Mental World had grown stronger, the aftereffects of surrendering to rage still lingered.

A line of pain stretched from my toes to my scalp. The Sword Realm Incarnation had drained both my aura and mental strength, making it even harder to endure.

-I told you before, did I not? You are not yet ready to wield rage.

Wrath shook his head with disdain.

‘I had no choice.’

The moment I saw Lunan donning that helmet, I fell into rage without thinking. It seemed that as the rage I obtained from Wrath accumulated, my primal emotions grew stronger as well.
The more anger I obtained from Wrath, the stronger even my primal emotions seemed to become.

“Still, I need to get this situation sorted out.”

Raon bit his lip and took a step forward. He forcibly operated the ring of fire and approached Martha’s side.

Is it over?

Martha brushed back her blood-soaked hair and let out a ragged breath. Her wounds were severe, but it seemed she had exhausted all her strength from fighting the strong ones in succession.

“Please… please spare me…”

Dorian was nearly collapsed on the ground with a tearful expression. He too was badly injured, and his hands trembled as his strength drained away.

You did a good job.

Raon smiled at Martha and Dorian and stepped forward.

“Tell me what’s going on! Is that guy okay or not?!”

Martha thought of Lunan first, even though she herself was in an extremely difficult situation.
Usually they were like cats and dogs, but at times like this, they seemed even closer than biological sisters.

“It’s fine.”

Raon smiled and nodded.

“I’ll wake up stronger than you.”
“Hmph. Still, I hope you wake up soon.”

Martha stared down at Lunan, her lips twisting into a wry smile.

“R-Raon Zigheart….”
“Then Sylvia really….”
“Damn it!”

The swordsmen who had betrayed the Family while holding Sylvia’s hand bit their lips as they looked at Raon.

“You—all of you are finished!”

Dorian raised his hand, breathing heavily.

“Look properly.”

The Sight Ghost from Eden, wearing Knoll’s helmet, pointed toward Raon.

“The White Sword Dragon is not in normal condition.”

He perceived Raon’s poor state at a glance and licked his lips. It seemed he had detected the injury through Knoll’s keen sense of smell.

“Fight. If we don’t kill all of them, we’ll die anyway.”
“Ugh….”
“How did it come to this….”

The traitors of the Slion Family bit their lips, realizing this was their last chance.

“That’s right. I’m not in normal condition right now. However….”

Raon readily admitted his poor physical state and nodded.

“That doesn’t change the outcome.”

The moment those words left my lips, the Western Fortress Wall of the Slion Family Estate crumbled.

Boom!

The Gwangpung Corps charged through the dust and surrounded Eden and the traitors.

“Gwangpung Corps. We receive the Commander’s orders!”

Burren Zigheart bowed his head to me and drew his sword.

Slash!

Mark Goeten didn’t need words—he simply slit the throat of the nearest Sight Ghost without hesitation.
The other Gwangpung Corps swordsmen followed suit, their blades cutting through the air with a chilling resonance.

“They’re nothing but rabble anyway! Fight to the end!”

The Sight Ghost forced his aura upward, but the traitors’ faces had already gone deathly pale.

“The Gwangpung Corps isn’t all we have.”

I sneered at Eden’s spirits and the traitors. The aura I’d released fighting the Evil Goat Demon had drawn the Family Estate’s masters rushing toward this location. It was only a matter of time before they were overwhelmed.
The energy waves scattered during the fight with the Evil Goat Demon were causing the Family Estate’s masters to rush toward The Facility. It was only a matter of time before we were subdued by those bastards.

“Not as much as you!”

Sight Ghost lunged at Raon with a sickly yellow madness in his eyes. His grotesquely sharpened sword came rushing toward Raon’s neck.

“Dodge!”
“Avoid it!” or “Get out of the way!”

Martha and Dorian tried to hold the front, but both of them were exhausted and their bodies swayed.

“You’re really ignoring me.”

Raon stepped forward with a cold smile. He raised his right hand without even drawing his sword.

Crash!

I gathered my fingers together and formed a sharp aura that split the Sight Ghost’s blade and cleaved through his helmet.

“Ah….”

As the helmet tore in half, the face of the swordsman who had conversed with the butler was revealed. Unable to accept his own death, he trembled and collapsed.

“Even with injuries, I’m not prey for the likes of you.”

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the old swordsman who had followed the Sight Ghost.

‘That man….’

He was Rokan’s Butler, who had emerged from the Main Gate earlier. For someone who had served the family for so long to betray them—both Rokan and Lunan must have suffered a tremendous shock.

‘Should I kill him now?’

There were plenty of others to extract information from, so it seemed better to eliminate this butler before Lunan’s sorrow deepened further.

As I was about to extend my hand with killing intent, I heard movement from behind.
Turning around, Lunan was calmly rising to her feet. Despite the immense pain she had endured and the profound emotional shock, her gaze remained resolute.

“I’ll do it.”

Lunan picked up the fallen sword and stepped forward.

“Ah, Miss. There’s been a misunderstanding. We were only….”

The butler immediately fell to his knees. Attempting to exploit her gentle nature, he lowered his head with the most pitiful expression he could muster.

But the Lunan he knew and the Lunan before him now were different.

Shhwaaaaaack!

Lunan mercilessly severed the butler’s neck with the sword she held.

“Gack….”

Unable to accept his own death, the butler stared at his severed body before his breath ceased.

“As acting Head of the Slion Family, I command you.”

Lunan stepped over the Butler’s corpse and advanced toward the traitors. His gaze was clear and sharp as he regarded the family’s disgrace, his feet grinding against the ground.

“All traitors shall kneel.”

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