The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 551

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Chapter 551

I narrowed my eyes as I gazed upon the artificial dantian, which emanated an intense aroma of mana.

‘I’m not thrilled about having my face carved into it, but the craftsmanship of this artificial dantian is truly extraordinary.’

Living up to her reputation as a genius of the Yonan Family, Ensia had created an artificial dantian that approached perfection. It appeared to surpass even Rimer’s artificial dantian.

‘No, it definitely surpasses it.’

Rimer’s artificial dantian had been hollow inside, but the one now held in Ensia’s hands contained the pure, high-concentration mana that the dragon had gathered, preserved in its entirety.

To create an artificial dantian superior to the original, even using a dragon’s heart as material—Ensia Yonan was undoubtedly the most brilliant genius I had ever encountered.

“I’m planning to make this pattern my signature mark.”

Ensia pointed to my face carved into the surface of the artificial dantian and smiled brightly.

“I… beg your pardon?”

I blinked blankly.

“I want to use your face as my signature mark. You’ll permit it, won’t you?”
“Doesn’t the Yonan Family already have its own signature mark? That would seem far more valuable….”

I grasped for excuses, desperately seeking a way to refuse.

“That’s true, but I want to create a mark that’s uniquely mine. I’d like to use your face to embody the meaning of a perfect artifact.”

Ensia shook her head, clearly set on using her own personal mark.

“Won’t including my face actually make the artifacts harder to sell? Perhaps something else would be better….”
“Not at all! It will become a symbol of trust and perfection, and the artifacts will sell like they have wings!”
“Hmm….”

I gazed at my own face carved into the artificial dantian and smacked my lips.

‘It’s embarrassing, but I don’t think I can refuse.’

Ensia had shut herself in her room for nearly a month, driven solely by her desire to help me, crafting this artificial core.
Having extended such goodwill first, it was impossible for me to decline her proposal.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled briefly and nodded my head.

“I understand.”
“I knew you’d agree! Thank you!”

Ensia beamed, mentioning she’d change the facial mark design with each season.

“And of course, I’ll set aside a portion of the likeness rights revenue for you.”

She formed her fingers into the shape of gold coins, suggesting it would be quite profitable.

“That’s not necessary.”

I shook my head. My bond with Ensia was built on mutual trust rather than money, and I had no desire to accept payment.

“No, we need to settle financial matters clearly!”

Ensia approached and narrowed her eyes with determination.

“I’m going to give it to you. Accept it!”
“Ah, yes….”

Her assertiveness left me flustered, and I nodded in agreement.

-Ugh….

Wrath let out a pained groan, glaring at the artificial core.

‘What? What’s wrong?’
-If that foolish girl had beheld the True Demon King’s visage, my countenance would have been etched upon that vessel! What a tragic waste!

He thumped his chest as if lamenting that he hadn’t been awakened at the Healing Center in the Owen Kingdom when Ensia was revived.

‘There’s certainly much to envy.’

As I sighed and shook my head, Sylvia and her attendants came rushing from the Garden.

“What, what happened!”
“Young Master! Are you alright?”

Their faces had gone pale with alarm at the black smoke staining the sky.

“It’s finally complete.”

I smiled, pointing to the artificial core held in Ensia’s hands.

“Ah….”

Sylvia approached the artificial core with her lips pressed firmly together. Even though the core had cracked and its mana circuits had solidified, she could still sense the presence of formidable mana.

“Isn’t this Raon?”

But rather than the artificial core itself, her eyes blinked rapidly as her attention was drawn to Raon’s face carved into it.

“You recognized it right away!”

Ensia beamed with delight that Raon’s face had been identified.

“That’s right. It’s you, Raon!”
“You’re my son—how could I not recognize you? You turned out so handsome, just like your mother.”
“Mother, you’re so handsome.”
“Ah, yes. So handsome!”
“Mom!”

For the first time in ages, I called out “Mom” instead of “Mother.”
When Sylvia said I was handsome, I felt far more embarrassed than when Ensia or Lunan had said it. My face burned with heat.

“I know.”

Sylvia nodded slowly, her gaze fixed on the artificial core. Her eyes grew deep and still, like a lake touched by the fading sun.

“I know how much you suffered to create this small core, and how much Ensia agonized over it.”

Her fingertips trembled faintly, betraying her nervousness.

“That’s why I’m not sure if I deserve to receive this dantian.”
“Sigh….”

As I exhaled and prepared to speak, Sylvia’s lips moved first.

“I would have said something like that before.”
“Pardon?”
“Watching you has changed my perspective a little.”

Sylvia turned her gaze from the dantian to look at me.

“You just need to receive this dantian and become someone worthy of it. Isn’t that right?”

She spoke the very words I had been about to say.

“Exactly! Then it works out!”

Ensia grasped Sylvia’s hand and laughed brightly.

I met Sylvia’s eyes and nodded. It seemed that through all the trials we had faced, her resolve had been tempered and strengthened.

“Thank you.”

Sylvia accepted the artificial dantian from Ensia and offered a serene smile.

“I’ll become someone worthy of this dantian.”

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Glen withdrew his back from where it had been sunk deep into the Jade Throne, his gaze sharpening with rising intensity.

“Sylvia’s dantian has been completed?”
“Yes.”

Rimer, who had been standing hunched over, nodded. His red hair rustled as the dark bruise that had swollen beneath his left eye came into view.

“It was completed yesterday, and soon we’ll be anchoring the dantian to the body and connecting the mana circuits, so he asked if I could stand guard.”

He waved his hand, noting that Raon had made the request directly.

“So what did you say?”

Glen Zigheart twisted his fingers while glaring at Rimer. Had he refused, Glen looked ready to kill him.

“W-well, how could I refuse such a cute disciple’s request!”

Rimer nodded quickly, sensing the threat to his life.

“When does the procedure begin?”
“Since the artificial dantian Ensia created contains dragon mana, we’ll start after preparing Sylvia’s body.”
“I see….”

Glen Zigheart moistened his dry lips, his eyes narrowing.

‘I want to help.’

I wanted to go there myself, examine Sylvia’s physical condition, and assist with her treatment.
But since I was essentially the one who had sealed her dantian and severed her mana circuits, I couldn’t approach her first.

“Roen.”

At Glen Zigheart’s call, Roen approached Rimer’s side and bowed his head.

“Has Graphite fully returned?”
“Yes. We’ve dealt with all the assassins and are standing by.”

After what happened at the 5th Training Ground and the Annex Building, Valdemar had been rampaging even more violently. Thanks to him causing such a spectacular disturbance in front, we were able to capture twelve assassins moving behind the scenes.

“Deploy the entire Black Moon to guard the perimeter of the Annex Building. Don’t let a single ant slip through.”
“I receive your command.”
“Well, the guard is important, but….”

Rimer stroked the back of his head, tilting his chin to the side.

“Wouldn’t connecting Sylvia’s dantian and mana circuits be more important?”
“Why are you stating the obvious?”
“Then help with that important task, Head of House.”

Rimer’s green eyes gleamed with a cool, northerly sharpness as they met Glen Zigheart’s crimson gaze.

“I know better than anyone that Raon is a genius, but connecting another person’s dantian and mana circuits is no simple matter. He’ll need assistance.”
“….”

Glen Zigheart, uncharacteristically refraining from his usual outburst, gazed upward at the lofty ceiling.

“You know it best. Sylvia’s condition is my sin.”

His lips trembled faintly as he continued.

“Had I not been consumed by ambition, fixating solely on power and the family’s scale, that child would not have returned in such a state. My eldest would still be laughing in that home. How can I, who committed such a shameful act, dare to help that child?”
“That’s precisely why you must stand with her!”

Rimer struck his chest in exasperation.

“For once, I agree with that fool.”

Sheryl stepped forward, her brow furrowed.

“If one has caused a problem, one must see it through to resolution. Regardless of how many years have passed or how deep the wounds have grown, the duty remains unchanged.”

She regarded Glen Zigheart with unwavering resolve.

“Hmm….”

Glen Zigheart still hesitated, gripping the armrest of the Jade Throne with fierce intensity.

“Going to help without being asked—that paints an odd picture.”

Roen smiled gently, slipping between Rimer and Sheryl.

“However, there is more than one way to aid Sylvia.”
“What do you mean?”
“It is Raon who will connect Sylvia’s dantian and mana circuits. Would it not suffice to impart your knowledge of dantians and mana circuits to him?”

Roen continued with a smile.

“If the Jinmu Jeonju provides additional compensation for destroying the Annex Building and a reward for capturing Kaibhar, you should be able to approach without difficulty.”
“That sounds reasonable.”
“I think it looks good too.”

Rimer and Sheryl gave Roen thumbs up as if to say he’d done well.

“Besides, the Head of House has something to say to Young Master Raon anyway.”

Rimer raised his hand, showing the overflowing cup of alcohol.

Glen exchanged glances with the three men in turn and nodded with determination.

“…Let’s go today.”

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“Keep going! We’re not there yet!”

I drew a small circle with my finger.

“Huff…”

Sylvia, dressed in a simple martial robe, ran across the Training Ground, sweat pouring down her face as she followed my finger.
Though she was clearly exhausted, her complexion pale and her breathing ragged, she did not stop moving.

“Ugh…”
“Wow, our division master is ruthless even to his mother.”
“Right. I never thought he’d push family just as hard…”
“Isn’t she going to collapse at this rate?”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen swallowed hard as they watched Sylvia stagger and me continue the training without pause.

“Looks like he’s got enough energy to spare for others too, huh?”

Burren stepped forward before the swordsmen with a cold smile.

“That’s not what we meant….”
“We were just worried about Sylvia….”
“Worry about your own futures instead. Starting now, a thousand repetitions of basic sword forms!”

He declared there would be no exceptions and ordered them to execute all four fundamental sword techniques a thousand times each.

“Ugh….”
“Hell here or hell there, it’s all the same.”
“I should’ve just stuck to my own work….”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen grumbled amongst themselves but obediently drew their blades and began repeating the basic forms.

“….”

Martha watched Sylvia circling the Training Ground with her sword lowered, her gaze fixed and unwavering.
It was a rare sight—she who normally paid no mind to anyone’s presence, focused entirely on her own training.

“Demon woman.”

Lunan quietly observed Martha’s back before stepping beside her and tapping her shoulder.

“What, what is it!”
“Weakling.”
“You crazy bastard!”

A thick vein bulged across Martha’s forehead.

“You dare mock me for my lucky awakening!”
“Lucky? That’s debatable.”

Lunan shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent gaze.

“Just you wait! I’ll catch up no matter what! Even if I have to kill you and die doing it!”

Martha snarled and raised her blade. Grinding her teeth, she poured every ounce of her strength into a powerful sword strike.

“Hmph.”

Lunan casually sidestepped Martha’s blade and let out a soft snort of amusement.

I glanced at Lunan’s back and smiled.

‘He’s being considerate.’

Martha hadn’t been training properly since Sylvia arrived at the Training Ground.
Whether it was thoughts of her mother weighing on her, she’d been radiating a melancholic aura—but Lunan had stepped in at just the right moment to pull her back to focus.

Through everything with Sylvia, Lunan had matured not just in combat prowess, but spiritually as well.

“Just two more laps.”

I turned my attention back to Sylvia and held up two fingers.

“Ugh….”

Sylvia barely had the strength to respond, managing only a faint nod before moving her feet again. They said she’d been called one of the greatest talents before leaving the Family Estate—her perseverance was truly remarkable.

‘Even so….’

It would take time.

The artificial core Ensia had created was highly refined and contained a vast amount of aura. It was a tremendous achievement, but for Sylvia as she was now, it wasn’t necessarily a blessing.

Her core had shattered and her mana circuits severed, leaving her with stamina and strength inferior even to ordinary people. If I installed that artificial core in her right now, her body could literally burst apart.
I had to build her body as much as possible before anchoring the core.

‘At least she’s been maintaining her physical conditioning.’

Ever since Sylvia had expressed her desire for a core, she’d been training her stamina daily. Thanks to her consistent effort, her physical condition had improved incrementally.

“That’s enough for now. Take a rest.”

After instructing the pale-faced Sylvia to rest, I looked up at the sky.

‘There’s one more problem. Me.’

Only I could repair Sylvia’s core and mana circuits, and it was no simple task.

I watched Sylvia, her hands on her knees as she caught her breath, and bit my lip thin.

‘I need to study harder too.’

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I helped Sylvia with her physical conditioning and personal training before finally returning to my chamber.

Without time to catch my breath, I sat at the desk and opened the book on the human body and mana circuits that I’d borrowed from Pedrick.
Since it was a medical text, there were many difficult sections, but by activating the Ring of Fire to sharpen my concentration, I was able to understand it—slowly, but surely.
Yet the more I read, the more I realized this was no simple task.

‘It’s truly not easy.’

Unlike Rimer, Sylvia’s mana circuits had been hardened for over twenty years.
To revive them now would require the delicate manipulation of aura—like threading a needle—and profound knowledge of the human body.

I was confident in both, but because my patient was Sylvia, anxiety continued to well up inside me.

-Why are you so anxious?

Wrath sprawled across the desk, flicking his fingers.

-The True Demon King knows nothing of human flesh, so I cannot help, but I can prevent any problems that arise.

He smacked his lips, insisting that our mother must be helped no matter what.

‘Is that so.’

I let out a soft laugh. Though I usually found him unreliable, hearing him call her our mother somehow put my mind at ease.

As I was about to return to the book, a dark shadow fell across the window. When I turned my gaze, I saw Glen’s crimson eyes.

“H-Head of House?”

I knocked my chair backward and stood up. Caught off guard by this unexpected appearance, Glen gestured for me to follow before vanishing.

‘What’s going on? Is there something he needs?’

I pressed down on my racing heart, steadying my nerves as I hurried outside.

Glen was waiting by the Lake as usual. As I approached with quick strides, he turned to face me.

“I hear Valdemar caused trouble at the Annex Building.”

He frowned while looking at the Annex Building, which remained covered with canvas since construction hadn’t yet begun.

“It’s fine. I’ve made sure to receive proper compensation for the damages….”
“Regardless, the fact remains that an Inspector I selected caused this problem.”
“I see….”
“I also felt my previous rewards were insufficient—for capturing Kaibhar and defeating the Holy Sword Master’s disciple. So I intend to teach you a martial technique.”

Glen’s sharp eyes gleamed with an unmistakable command to accept.

“I… thank you.”

I lowered my head, not daring to refuse.

“What I will teach you is the Periton Technique. It is a martial art created by a master called the Vein Reader, who comprehended all aspects of the human body. Master it properly, and you will be able to perfectly understand both your own body and that of your opponent.”
“Ah….”

I lifted my chin, my eyes widening.

‘If that’s truly the case, it might be enormously helpful in connecting Mother’s dantian to her mana circuits.’

If Glen’s words were accurate, learning this technique could be applied to treating Sylvia.

“Periton lived two hundred years ago, yet no medical text has surpassed his research even now. He was from Webeck Village, a place renowned for its white wine.”
“Pardon?”

I blinked. Just when the conversation was going well, why had it suddenly shifted to white wine? Still, I repeated his words to myself.

“Do you understand? The white wine is famous.”
“Yes….”
“The white wine is named Periton Blanc, after Periton’s name.”
“….”

What is this?

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