The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 620

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Chapter 620

I rose to my feet as I watched Glen Zigheart leave the Audience Chamber.

‘Where is he going?’

Glen Zigheart had left the Audience Chamber without issuing any disciplinary measures against Karun. It was a situation no one had anticipated.

‘Is he planning to impose a different punishment than I expected?’

I had predicted that the punishment he would impose on Karun would be confinement and the sealing of the Central Intelligence Agency.
If I were to add one more thing, it would be redirecting the Central Intelligence Agency’s achievements and funds to the Gwangpung Corps.

Since Karun was the closest to being the successor and stood in a position nearly equivalent to the head of the Main Lineage, I believed that much would be sufficient.

However, Glen Zigheart showed no intention of ending it there, his tyrannical aura spreading as he departed the Audience Chamber. It was chilling enough to make even me, who had nothing to do with the punishment, shudder.

“Tch….”

Karun bit his lip and turned his gaze away. His eyes, which swept across Judith and Jubel in turn, were as unsettling as blades being drawn.

“Wait. This won’t end like this.”

He spoke only those two sentences before following Glen Zigheart out of the Audience Chamber. His expression lacked composure, yet his stride remained unwavering and confident.

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Karun’s composed gait until the very end.

‘I’m curious how long he’ll remain confident.’

From the beginning, I had no intention of letting Karun exit here.
Even if Glen Zigheart imposed punishment on Karun, it would be I who witnessed his end. Punishment was one thing, but personal vengeance was another matter entirely.

Karun and the Central Intelligence Agency, who had toyed with the lives of Judith and Jubel and threatened the Annex Building, would kneel before my power and strength.

“I wonder if we’re just cleaning up a corpse today.”

Aris Zigheart scratched her sunset-colored hair and followed after Glen Zigheart.

“The Head of House is absolutely furious.”

Rimer approached from the side and let out a stifled laugh.

“This won’t end easily.”
“Surely he’s not heading to the Training Ground?”

Raon lifted his head toward Rimer. Hearing what Aris and Rimer said, I could predict where Glen was heading.

“That’s right. He just declared he’d beat his own son with his own hands.”

He swung his fist lightly.

“A man of words has clenched his fist—this could get quite dangerous.”

Rimer tapped my shoulder and left the Audience Chamber.

“Is the Head of House actually going to wield his sword…?”
“F-Father, hurry and follow!”
“How could this happen….”
“These days, incidents never cease.”

The Main Lineage members and executives rushed out with pale expressions.

“Get up.”

I grabbed the arms of Judith and Jubel, who were still kneeling in shock, and pulled them to their feet.

“We need to go too.”
“W-Will it be alright?”

Jubel’s lips trembled as the situation spiraled beyond her control.

“If something happens to the Young Master because of this incident….”

Judith’s lips had turned pale with worry as well.

“Worry about me later—let’s move now.”

I patted the heads of the two children and walked forward.

“You mustn’t miss the sight of the man who ruined your lives getting thoroughly beaten. Watch from the front row.”

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Glen Zigheart walked toward the Training Ground built behind the Patriarch’s Hall, slowly closing his eyes.

‘It’s all my fault.’

Karun’s character had become so corrupted because I failed to rein him in at the right time.

When Aris and Karun were young, I gave them everything they wanted, and during the period when I should have properly held their reins, I was lost in the Demon Realm, too busy controlling myself.

Having missed the most critical period of education, it was not wrong to say—as Ogram had put it—that I had raised my children in a cesspool.

Aris, blessed with a free spirit, had escaped the family and seized her own life, but Karun was different.
He had taken on the responsibilities that should have been Aris’s, building trust, and behind the scenes where no one could see, he did not shy away from dirty and ugly deeds.

Until now, I had known this yet left Karun untouched. Changing him would be difficult, and it seemed absurd for me—who had made him this way—to exert control over him.

I had honestly thought it wasn’t bad to have someone like Karun in this chaotic world.

‘But…’

This time, he had gone too far.

To bring innocent children here and raise them as spies and assassins, using them as disposable pawns he could discard at any moment—I could not tolerate it.

Especially because it was Raon and his maid who had suffered through this. My anger burned all the hotter. This was not something that could be settled with a mild punishment as usual.

“Sigh…”

I stood at the center of the Training Ground and turned around. Karun stood across from me with his teeth clenched, while Aris and the other executives had retreated to the periphery, swallowing hard.

Under normal circumstances, I would have dismissed all the executives out of consideration for Karun’s honor, but this time it seemed best to proceed before everyone’s eyes, so I said nothing.

Glen inwardly apologized to Raon, Judith, and Jubel, who had arrived late, before turning his gaze toward Karun.

“Karun Zigheart.”

Not as the Central Intelligence Agency Master, but calling Karun by his name, he stepped forward.

“Yes, Head of House.”

Karun answered not as his father, but as Head of House, bowing his head.

“For a person to live as a person, there are lines that must not be crossed.”

As Glen lightly waved his hand, a thin line was etched into the ground between him and Karun. It was neither thick nor thin, but a line that stood out distinctly to the eye.

“Whether you cross this line or not determines whether one remains human or becomes a demon.”
“….”

Karun stared at the line etched on the ground without answering.

“Distinguishing that line is simple. You know better than anyone whether you should cross it or not.”

Glen tilted his head back and furrowed his brow.

“You have crossed this line. Not just this time, but before that as well.”

He stood before the line drawn on the ground and looked down at Karun.

“Even if you had killed those children out of necessity, I would not have said much. Even if you had killed family members by your own judgment, I would have let it pass. Even if you had kidnapped warriors from other factions, I would have covered it up. None of those would have crossed the line of humanity. But….”

As Glen clenched his fist, the entire Training Ground trembled and the line drawn on the ground snapped in two.

“You toyed with and mocked people’s lives. You committed acts that only gods or demons should do, in the body of a human.”

He rolled up his sleeves and drew the Jinmu Blade. An enormous aura erupted as if heaven and earth were crying out, and crimson lightning flashed around him.

“I wish to end this here and now, but since it is also my fault for not teaching you properly, I will give you a chance.”

Glen drew his sword lightly, and a new line was etched into the Training Ground floor. It was thinner than before, yet stretched longer.

“If you cross this line by even a single step, I will let the matter pass without any punishment. No one will hold it against you.”

He lowered the Heavenly Blade as he spoke those words.

“Are you serious?”

Karun clenched his teeth as he looked at Glen.

“I am not a man who speaks with a forked tongue. If you are ready, draw your sword.”

Glen turned to look at the executives around him, as if to prove he would keep his word.

Shiiing.

Karun drew his sword with his lips pressed tight. He immediately unleashed his will and aura, as if he would not miss this opportunity.

“Give it everything you have. Otherwise….”

Glen raised the Heavenly Blade. He lifted it as if to pierce the heavens, then brought it crashing down.

“You will die.”

The moment the aura shimmered along the blade’s edge, a crimson bolt of lightning erupted before Karun.

Boom!

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I activated the Eye of Wrath to pierce through the lightning that obscured my vision.

Crash!

Karun was sent flying backward, unable to control his body, and the aura he had been wielding was torn to shreds.

“Ugh….”

Karun wiped the blood trickling from his lips, his trembling fist clenching. Just blocking a single strike had inflicted internal injuries upon him.

“Merely that.”

Glen twisted his head, swinging the Heavenly Thunder Sword with crackling lightning dancing across its blade.

“With merely that level of strength, you toyed with another’s life?”
“Hgh!”

Karun drew in a sharp breath and shifted his footwork to Glen’s right, where he had vanished.
He extended his blade toward the lightning before him. From within his noble yet disciplined swordplay, a surge of energy shattered through the wall of lightning.

Screech.

Just as he pressed forward to cross the line etched upon the ground, Glen unleashed a sword technique as light and graceful as chasing butterflies.
Tendrils of lightning erupted from the blade’s edge, shattering Karun’s strike and crushing down upon him with overwhelming force.

Boom!

The shield of energy enveloping Karun’s entire body crumbled, and he tumbled across the ground like a ball kicked by a foot.

“Cough!”

Karun spat blood while staring at the line on the ground that remained completely undisturbed.

“Karun.”

Glen lowered the Heavenly Thunder Sword and exhaled slowly.

“You possessed talent in the martial way. Had you devoted your time to the blade, you would stand higher than Aris does now.”

Glen struck Karun not only with his sword but with his words as well.

“I simply wished to become the Head of House!”

Karun gritted his teeth and pushed himself up. His teeth appeared entirely crimson from the blood.

“You could have become the successor. Aris had no interest in the position of Head of House, so if you had reached her level, you would have inherited it. But you turned your eyes elsewhere instead of looking at yourself. You abandoned the closest path and chased after something else, which is why you’ve only achieved this level now.”

Glen Zigheart furrowed his brow and met Karun’s wavering gaze.

“A wrong path can be retraced, but you’ve stepped into black mud. Regret cannot undo what’s been done.”
“Ugh….”
“Get up. What you’ve done cannot be forgiven so easily.”

He flicked his finger with a cold gaze as if looking at an enemy rather than his son.

“We haven’t even started yet.”

With those quiet words, lightning descended.

“Kyaaah!”

Karun rolled across the ground to evade the lightning. But Glen’s electric current moved like a living thing, spiraling and striking down at Karun’s waist.

Boom!

Karun’s entire body trembled, his waist bent like a nail driven by a hammer. Blood gushed from his mouth and waist in streams.

I felt my fingertips tremble as I watched.

‘He’s serious.’

Karun had suffered severe internal injuries beyond the external wounds.
His entire mana circuit was damaged, and his core had taken a massive impact. Even if things stopped here, he would need months of recovery.

“Haah….”

Despite looking like he should remain lying down, Karun stood up again and faced Glen Zigheart.
He was a despicable human, but his pride alone was worth acknowledging.

“Grraaaah!”

He roared and charged forward. With muscles and mana circuits rupturing, bleeding from his entire body, he thrust his sword forward. A massive wave of aura erupted from his blade technique.

It was a transcendent sword technique that even I couldn’t block if I gave my all.

Yet Glen remained unmoved as he observed that sword technique.
With eyes as calm as one sipping tea, he raised the Jinmu Blade skyward.
Unlike before, no fierce lightning aura was visible. Pure swordsmanship. A solemn, unadorned technique ascended toward the heavens.

Crack!

Karun’s sword strike shattered, and his blade fractured like glass. Crimson blood erupted from his chest as his eyes widened in disbelief.

I swallowed hard as I watched Glen’s sword technique.

‘The Heavenly Sword technique.’

An advanced form I haven’t yet mastered.

Glen had just shattered Karun’s blade not with his usual lightning swordsmanship, but with the Heavenly Sword technique he had taught me.
While this wasn’t direct instruction, a small spark of enlightenment stimulated my mind.

“Gasp….”

Karun collapsed to his knees, gasping as though death were imminent.

‘Not yet.’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Karun.

‘Get up quickly.’

Not because I wished for Karun’s death.

I wanted to see more of Glen’s sword technique. It was proving more educational than direct dueling, and I’d regret it deeply if this ended now.

-You’re truly insane.

Wrath shook his head in exasperation.

-Training even in this situation!

He ran his hand through his hair, pleading with me to show some restraint.

I watched Karun rise to his feet, ignoring Wrath’s outstretched hand.
After detonating his Aura Resonance, he had charged toward the line, only to be struck by another technique from the Sword of Heavenly Void and collapsed like a scarecrow with broken legs.

“Ugh….”

Karun could no longer endure the pain, and he let out a fevered groan while clutching his wounds. He stared at the line on the ground that seemed impossibly far away, biting his lips until they bled.

“Karun Zigheart.”

Glen Zigheart stood before the line that had driven Karun to despair and shook his head.

“You dared to toy with others’ lives when you cannot even cross this line.”
“….”

Karun could not answer and lowered his head. He seemed too delirious from blood loss to respond.

“Bring me everything you have created and all the deeds you have committed.”
“…Yes, I understand.”

Karun nodded while coughing up blood. The blackened blood suggested his internal injuries had become severe.

“Denier, Valdemar.”
“Yes.”

Denier and Valdemar swallowed hard and stepped forward before Glen.

“Mobilize the Hyunmu Division and Jinmu Hall to search the entire Central Intelligence Agency. Do not overlook even the smallest detail—investigate everything.”
“Understood.”
“Yes!”

The two men answered swiftly and bowed their heads.

“From this moment, the Central Intelligence Agency is sealed. Karun Zigheart is sentenced to confinement. The duration is indefinite.”

Indefinite meant it could last for the rest of his life.

“…I understand.”

Despite his deathly pale expression, Karun straightened his back and bowed his head once more. The fact that he could stand in such a condition showed his endurance rivaled even my own.

“And.”

Glen Zigheart sheathed the Jinmu Blade and lowered his gaze.

“Bring everyone you’ve toyed with and apologize to them directly.”
“Ugh….”

Karun couldn’t respond and bit his lip.

“If you refuse, there are other options. Of course….”
“I will do it.”

He lowered his head, as if understanding what the other choice entailed.

Raon observed Karun’s condition and narrowed his eyes.

‘He’s on the verge of death.’

Glen had ordered Karun to remain immobilized indefinitely, but even without that, he seemed incapable of standing on his own for quite some time.

“We are the Six Emperors, not Oma. Uphold the minimum line that allows humans to remain human.”
“Ugh….”

Karun didn’t even respond to Glen’s final words before closing his eyes and collapsing. Yet his final groan sounded almost like mockery.

“Take him away.”

At Glen’s gesture, the waiting warriors hoisted Karun onto their shoulders and rushed out of the Training Ground.

“You all must remember this as well.”

He shook his head as he looked at the executives in turn, repeatedly telling them to maintain that line as if he feared something.

“Trouble always follows when you arrive.”

Rimer approached while I quietly observed Glen.

“What?”
“The moment I heard you were coming, the sky darkened. I knew an incident would occur, though perhaps not to this extent.”

He pointed at the sky and curved his lips upward.

“That makes it the perfect day.”

Rimer chuckled softly and stepped in front of Glen, who was turning to leave.

“I have something to tell you, Head of House.”
“What is it?”

Glen turned back around and looked at Rimer.

“Truth be told, I’ve given this considerable thought. Whether it was my ambition or my desires. But after witnessing what happened today, I’m certain now. I believe it’s time to pass it on.”

Rimer knelt down and placed his artificial arm over his left chest.

“Effective today, I am stepping down from my position as Organization Master of the Gwangpung Corps….”

He met Glen’s crimson eyes with a gaze full of conviction.

“I recommend Raon Zigheart as the new Master of the Gwangpung Corps.”

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