The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 614

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Chapter 614

I furrowed my brow as I watched the massive man appear suddenly before us.

‘Why is he here?’

There was only one man who possessed such ferocity—like a wild beast—and such commanding presence, as though he stood alone above the world.
It was unmistakably Ogram, the Beast Alliance Leader and Beast King, whom I had met at the Yukhwanghoe.

However, the alliance where Ogram resided was far removed from the Sran Tribe, so I couldn’t fathom why he had appeared here.

‘Did you know he was coming here?’
-Of course I did.

Wrath frowned as if to say I shouldn’t ask such obvious questions.

‘Then why didn’t you tell me?’
-Why should the True Demon King inform you of such things!
‘You’re sulking.’
-I am not sulking!

He turned his head away sharply. It seemed he was indeed sulking because I had teased him earlier. For a Demon Lord, his pride was remarkably thin-skinned.

“Raon. And Karun, is it?”

Ogram looked between us alternately, his lips curling into a smile.

“It’s been a long time for both of you. But….”

He turned his gaze to survey the corpses of assassins with severed necks and the ash-filled Forest, his brow deepening in a frown.

“What in the world happened here?”

He seemed not yet to have grasped the situation.

“You haven’t heard anything?”

I blinked as I watched Ogram approach. It seemed he hadn’t stopped by the Sran Tribe Village at all—he’d come straight here instead.

“The situation over there appears to be resolved, but this one is still unfolding, so I came here.”

Ogram shook his head confidently, his arms crossed. His forearms were so massive that the veins bulged across them as if they might burst.

“Raon. Tell me what happened here.”
“Would it be alright if you heard it from me? The Sran Tribal Chief is here as well.”
“Do you not understand the meaning of this robe?”

He pointed to the black dragon robe I was wearing.

“I gave you this robe because I trust you. I am not the kind of person who carelessly hands over my possessions to others.”

Ogram’s lips curled upward as he observed the scales of the black dragon robe rising.

“Since the black dragon robe has accepted you as its master, I can trust you even more. Speak freely.”

He nodded impatiently, urging me to open my mouth and speak.

I watched Ogram standing there confidently and let out a silent laugh internally.

‘His personality is refreshingly cold.’

He’d met me only once, yet he gave me the black dragon robe and declared his trust—a personality I couldn’t comprehend by my own standards. I felt he was impressive, yet impossible to emulate.

“….”

Karun stood quietly in place without saying a word. The murderous glint in his eyes had also subsided.
With Ogram present, there seemed to be nothing for him to do.

‘He doesn’t trust me, and there’s no evidence.’

Jubel didn’t know Karun was behind the Assassination Organization, and Judith had received orders from her superior in the Central Intelligence Agency—she’d never received direct commands from Karun.

Without physical evidence that Karun orchestrated everything, it wasn’t wise to mention his name carelessly.
If I made a wrong move, I could face a counterattack. For now, I needed to quietly gather evidence and wait for the moment to strike him from behind. Of course, I had no intention of letting today pass without consequence.

“Then I’ll tell you what I know.”

Raon let out a small sigh and stepped forward.

“My attendant has a younger sister she was separated from in childhood. I promised her I would find that sister for her….”

I explained all the facts that had occurred to Ogram so far. I spoke only of things I could prove with certainty, without any falsehoods.

“….”

Karun showed no reaction even when I revealed that Judith had come as a spy but was recruited by me. He clearly understood that there was no physical evidence.

“…And so I dealt with the assassins who were here as well.”
“Kahahaha!”

When I finished speaking, Ogram grabbed his head with his right hand and burst into unrestrained laughter. Even without aura infused in it, the sound was so loud that my eardrums felt like they would burst.

“You found your attendant’s sister because of her request, came all the way here, and prevented a war? My eyes were right after all. The spirit of the Beast Alliance flows through you!”

He repeatedly patted my shoulder with a palm the size of a pot lid. The impact felt like being struck by a hammer, and I couldn’t help but grimace.

“The spirit of the Beast Alliance?”
“Loyalty! A warrior must have loyalty! I can see that foundation in you!”

Ogram struck his own chest with his fist. An ordinary person would have stopped breathing from that single blow.

“Thank you. It’s no exaggeration to say the Sran Tribe is alive today because of you.”
“That’s not true.”
“Don’t be modest! If you hadn’t come, we would all be dead!”

He grabbed my shoulder, telling me not to be unnecessarily humble.

“Karun.”
“Yes, Alliance Leader.”
“What are you doing here?”
“After completing a mission for my family, I was returning when I saw fire spreading here and came to investigate.”

Karun repeated what he had said and lowered his head.

“Is that so? The swordsmen of Zigheart are all overflowing with loyalty!”

Ogram nodded with evident approval.

I watched Karun with a faint smile playing at my lips. That composed expression wouldn’t last long.

“Go on. I’d like to hear what those others have to say as well.”

Ogram grasped my shoulder and headed toward the village where the Sran Tribe had gathered. The white tiger, understanding his words, followed slowly behind.

“Karun. You come along too.”
“I should head back. There’s nothing left for me to do here.”
“That won’t do.”

Karun shook his head and tried to withdraw, but Ogram shook his head in return.

“Even if you haven’t done anything, I’m grateful you came all this way.”

Ogram gestured to Karun, refusing his refusal.

“….”

Karun furrowed his brow but offered no rebuttal to Ogram, following behind at a leisurely pace.

“Big brother!”

The moment Ogram reached the village entrance, the Sran Tribal Chief came rushing out.

“Big brother, what brings you here….”
“I came to share a quiet drink with you, but the forest’s turned into quite a mess.”

His tone was gentle, suggesting a deep familiarity with the Sran Tribal Chief.

“Ah!”

The Sran Tribal Chief’s eyes widened as he spotted me held like a doll beside Ogram.

“My benefactor! You’ve returned!”

He dropped to both knees before me, bending his torso until it nearly touched the ground.
It was a posture of submission—the way the Beast Alliance’s tribespeople expressed their sincere gratitude to a savior.

“Please, don’t do this.”

I shook my head. It felt uncomfortable to receive such a formal bow from someone so much older than me.

“Don’t feel burdened. You extinguished the flames spreading across the entire forest and eliminated the assassins—this much respect is the least you deserve.”

Ogram shook his head, insisting I accept the greeting without hesitation.

“That’s not all.”

The Sran Tribal Chief shook his head firmly.

“What do you mean?”

Ogram’s eyes narrowed in confusion.

“The benefactor didn’t merely prevent war—he even anticipated problems that could arise within the village itself.”

The Sran Tribal Chief pointed to Listern, who stood there dumbfounded.

“By sending him, you prevented fires from breaking out in the village. It was something we hadn’t even considered.”

He spoke of how my foresight had allowed the elderly and children to escape the village before it was engulfed in flames.

“Hah….”

Ogram turned his gaze toward me and let out a dry laugh. His expression suggested he hadn’t expected me to go this far.

“How did you know there were embers inside the village?”
“I thought assassins capable of such atrocities would be willing to do anything.”

I spoke as though it were mere prediction, not the Fire Spirit King’s ability, since Karun was listening.

“Kahahaha!”
“Ugh….”

Ogram stepped beside me and patted my back in what he meant as encouragement, but the impact felt like my bones were shattering.

“You really are a thing of value!”
“Thank you! My benefactor!”

Not only the Sran Tribal Chief, but all the Sran Tribe members knelt and bowed in reverence.

Ogram gazed at Judith and Jubel, who stood awkwardly to the side, his smile refreshing and genuine.

“Are these your attendants?”
“Yes, they are.”

I met Judith’s eyes and nodded in confirmation.

“You’ve endured much hardship.”

Ogram maintained his smile as he patted Judith’s back. Fortunately, he seemed aware of his own strength and kept the touch light.

“Pardon? Ah, yes….”

Judith nodded along, trying to match the atmosphere despite not understanding his meaning.

“So where did you send your attendant as a spy?”

Upon seeing Judith, Ogram posed a question he hadn’t asked before.

“Uh….”

Judith’s eyes widened as if she hadn’t expected that question to come up here.

“….”

I didn’t answer immediately, turning to glance back at Karun, whose expression remained impassive, before parting my lips to speak.

“It was the Central Intelligence Agency.”
“The Central Intelligence Agency?”

Ogram stroked his chin and rolled his eyes toward Karun.

“Isn’t the Central Intelligence Agency the organization you operate?”
“…That’s correct.”

Karun nodded with wide eyes, as if he knew nothing of the matter.

“Yes, I see.”

The moment Ogram smirked, his hand flashed with colorless energy as an explosive fist strike erupted forward.

Whiiiing!

Karun drew his blade as if he had anticipated this very moment, intercepting Ogram’s fist strike.

Claaang!

Yet Ogram’s strength was so overwhelming that Karun was driven back more than ten paces, his sword bending as though it might shatter.

“So it was you.”

Ogram’s eyes gleamed with a chilling, predatory light—the gaze of one ready to kill.

“No, sir.”

Karun shook his head, his gaze cold and composed.

“I know nothing of this matter.”
“Nonsense.”

Ogram furrowed his brow and moved directly, hurling a fist toward Karun. His knuckles swelled like a kidney, generating tremendous pressure that seemed to pin the very earth beneath his feet.

Booooom!

The catastrophic impact exploded outward, and Karun was driven back violently, dropping to one knee.

“I speak the truth. I know nothing of this matter.”

Karun bit his bleeding lip and lifted his gaze. He remained composed and unshaken.

“I believe it was not him either.”

Raon shook his head with calm, serene eyes.

“The Organization Master was so concerned about me that he killed the leader of the assassins he’d already captured. Someone with such thoughtfulness couldn’t possibly commit such a cruel act.”

I curled the corners of my mouth as I looked at Karun.

“Ugh….”

Karun’s calm expression changed for the first time. He glared at me, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent. They were eyes I’d seen often in the Patriarch’s Hall, so they didn’t faze me.

-Wow….

Wrath’s jaw trembled.

-How infuriating! I want to slap that smug face so badly!

He ground his teeth, saying it was me he found more irritating than Karun.

“You cunning bastard!”

Ogram caught the meaning in my words and tightened his loosely clenched fist.
A punch that extended in one breath carried the power of Shattered Heaven that could split the sky. It was a vicious force that could kill even a Grand Master if struck head-on.

Whoooosh!

Karun clenched his teeth and drew his sword. A blade infused with intense will erected a thick sword barrier of strong energy before him.

Boom!

Ogram’s fist disregarded Karun’s sword barrier and struck his abdomen with its full original force.
A sound like the leather covering a drum tearing, and a dust storm erupted as if from an explosion.

Whoosh!

As Ogram gestured, the dust storm subsided in an instant, and Karun’s figure appeared.

“Cough….”

Karun was coughing up black blood while clutching his struck abdomen. He appeared to have suffered serious internal injuries.

I narrowed my eyes as I observed the direction Ogram’s fist wave had passed, rather than looking at Karun.

‘An attack that ignores defense?’

Ogram’s fist strike from moments ago had pierced through Karun’s sword barrier.
It resembled a fatal technique—one that disregarded the opponent’s defenses and poured all of one’s power into a single blow.

I never imagined such an ability existed. The martial arts of the Continent truly were boundless.

“I’d like to kill you here, but I suppose that won’t be possible.”

Ogram brushed off his fist as though something filthy clung to it, his brow furrowing.

“However, if I find evidence, I will come for you myself and end your life.”

He ground his teeth as he glared at Karun. Though he appeared crude and reckless, acting without forethought, it was clear that every move was calculated and deliberate.
He bore the bearing of a leader commanding the vast alliance that was the Beast Alliance.

“Get out.”
“I truly am not—”
“Shut up and leave.”
“Sigh…”

Karun glared at me as though he would kill me on the spot, but under the weight of Ogram’s gaze, he turned away.

“Young Master.”

Judith approached my side and tugged at my shoulder.

“Will we be alright?”
“We’re fine. This is insurance.”
“Insurance?”
“Yes. Everyone witnessed the conflict between us and the Organization Master. If something goes wrong when we return, Karun will be the first suspect. Unless he’s a fool like Valdemar, he won’t dare touch us. In fact, he’ll have to protect us.”

I let out a quiet laugh. Right now, Karun wanted nothing more than to kill me, yet he couldn’t afford to. There was no choice but to laugh.

“Ah…”

Judith nodded, understanding dawning on her face.

“Hmm…”

Listern seemed to understand what was being said, exhaling a breath that resembled fear.

-Cowardly bastard.

Wrath furrowed his brow deeply, clearly displeased.

-I’m growing weary of your timidity.
‘Is that so.’

As I chuckled and shook my head, Ogram approached.

“Come here.”

Ogram seized my shoulder again. It felt as though a chunk of metal was pressing down upon it.

“Since things have come to this, let’s hold a festival!”

He flashed a refreshing smile as if he hadn’t been angry moments before.

“Pardon? A festival? There’s still work to be done. We need to take testimony from the captured assassins, and we must organize the situation….”
“Leave such matters to those below us! We should enjoy ourselves!”

Ogram forcibly dragged me into the darkened Sran Tribe Village. His strength was so overwhelming that even my current power couldn’t resist it.

“Contact the Alliance and have them bring all the alcohol from my warehouse! And all the side dishes!”

Hearing his shout, I furrowed my brow.

‘This won’t be easy to escape from….’
-Side dishes!

Wrath smacked his lips and nodded eagerly.

-Tell them to bring the delicious ones!
‘Didn’t you just say you were tired of me.’

I sighed and flicked Wrath on the head.

‘You’re the one I’m tired of….’

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Chad knocked briskly on the Audience Chamber door, his expression radiant with what seemed like pleasant news.

Creak.

The heavy door swung open, and Roen greeted him with his characteristic smile, bowing slightly.

“Ah, the leader of the Bi-Yeon Society. Please, come in.”

He gestured welcomingly toward the interior of the chamber.

“Thank you.”

Chad exchanged pleasantries with Roen before stepping onto the Audience Chamber’s carpet and walking toward the center.

“I greet the Head of House.”

Knowing Glen Zigheart’s distaste for formality, Chad offered only a brief bow rather than a full ceremonial greeting.

“What brings you here?”

Glen Zigheart acknowledged him with a cold glance. Though he no longer tapped his leg as before, his expression remained grim—Raon’s absence from the Family Estate weighed heavily on him.

“Today, the Gale Wind—”
“Has Raon returned?!”

Glen lurched forward from the Jade Throne with sudden urgency, as if ready to bolt from the chamber.

“No, that’s not it.”
“Hmm.”

Glen Zigheart sank back into the Jade Throne with a deflated expression.

“Instead, the Gale Wind Squad Leader….”
“It’s Raon!”

He straightened his waist and leaned his upper body forward. He looked as though he might collapse if he bowed any deeper.

“What is it! Stop being so evasive and speak quickly!”
“A report has arrived for Raon.”
“A report?”

Glen Zigheart furrowed his brow as if questioning what was being said.

“The boy went off to train and sent a report?”
“It appears that Raon has accomplished something remarkable once again.”

Chad withdrew a single sheet of white paper from his breast pocket as he spoke.

Whoosh!

Glen Zigheart flicked his finger, and the report Chad held was drawn into his hand.

“Oh!”

As Glen Zigheart unfolded the letter and confirmed its contents, his face bloomed into a radiant smile.

“Hah….”

Chad’s mouth fell open as he observed the corners of Glen Zigheart’s lips rising all the way to his earlobes.

‘So a person’s expression can change that much….’

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