The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 625

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Chapter 625

Aris Zigheart smiled genuinely as she waved the documents in her hand, as if to confirm that her offer to let me choose a mission was sincere.

“Ugh…”

I pressed my lips together tightly, watching the fluttering papers.

‘This is embarrassing…’

It had been a long time since I felt this sense of shame—not since I acted like a baby in front of Sylvia. My face burned with heat. If I looked in a mirror, my cheeks would surely be flushed crimson.

-Wow…

Wrath shook his head as if dumbfounded.

-I, the True Demon King, have encountered many troublemakers in my time, but never one quite like this. She is a disaster in a different sense than that fox-eared one.
‘That’s true.’

I nodded briefly. Most troublemakers caused chaos based solely on the prestige of their bloodline, but Aris Zigheart possessed both noble blood and exceptional ability. Within the Six Emperors of Zigheart, only Glen Zigheart could truly handle her.
Even in the Six Emperors’ Zigheart, Glen was the only one who could handle her.

“If you can’t decide, should I pick one for you?”

Dun flipped through the documents Aris was holding, then lifted one up.

“This is good. The riffraff from the Nambuk Alliance have come scouting all the way to the Parin River, our territory. Go take care of them. Consider it a dress rehearsal for capturing the Demon King.”

She laughed and suggested sending a warning to the Nambeop Leader and the Demon King.

“This is fine too. Monsters are gathering in the Tonon Plains to the northwest. Since the Gwangpung Corps conducted group training. Participating in a large-scale war wouldn’t be bad either. And…”

Aris Zigheart went through the documents one by one, explaining their contents and selecting suitable missions for him.

“What, what is it?”
“Is this right?”
Is this right?

The executives stared blankly, their eyes darting between Aris Zigheart and me in turn.

“If you don’t want to get bitten by a mad dog, just stay quiet.”

Valdemar raised his fist at the executives as if telling them to shut their mouths. He seemed unwilling to add any more victims besides himself.

“Who’s the mad dog!”

Aris Zigheart struck Valdemar’s waist with a furrowed brow.

“Whoosh!”

Valdemar crashed to the floor, then sprang up and assumed a muscular stance. It seemed the muscles prevented him from feeling pain, though it made him look even more pathetic.

“Ugh….”

I massaged my throbbing temples with my fingers. The embarrassment was mounting so intensely my hands had begun to tremble.

“Um, Lady Aris Zigheart.”

Just as I was about to ask her to please stop, Denier rose from his seat.

“Sister.”

Denier approached Aris Zigheart and shook his head.

“Please calm yourself. This sort of thing won’t help Raon grow.”
“Are you trying to interfere too?”
“Not at all. As you said, it’s good to show consideration to a newly arrived Organization Master, and allowing him to choose his mission first is certainly understandable. However….”

He turned toward me, his brows lowering.

“That decision must be made by Raon himself. If you spoon-feed him everything and make all his choices for him, it won’t help that boy grow one bit. You won’t be present at every Round Table Meeting, after all.”

Regardless of Denier’s usual reputation, what he said now was a truth that everyone present couldn’t help but acknowledge.

However, Aris Zigheart was a free spirit who despised logic.

“Hmm.”

Aris turned her gaze slowly toward Denier. Their eyes shared a resemblance, yet they were fundamentally different.

“You certainly know how to talk.”

She tilted her chin to one side, curling her lips upward.

“With such a silver tongue, I’m sure you want plenty of things to eat.”
“S-Sister?”

Denier blinked, unable to comprehend her meaning.

“What you said isn’t wrong. It’s the truth. But the way you say it… why does it feel like you’re putting on airs?”

Aris rolled her shoulders back, her posture suggesting she was ready to throw a punch.

I exhaled silently. I had hoped Denier’s words would make her back down, but as expected, Aris seemed intent on escalating the situation.

“Sigh…”

Denier retreated reluctantly, assuming a defensive stance. Beneath his feet, a formidable aura surged forth like stone walls rising from the earth.

Crack, crack, crack, crack!

Aris hurled the documents backward and rose to her feet. Her entire frame blazed with a fierce, almost demonic intensity.

‘Is this really all there is?’

I sighed and looked at Aris, tensing my neck as I opened my mouth.

“Aunt.”

The moment I spoke that word, the eerie aura blooming above Aris’s shoulders vanished as if washed away.

“Yes, my dear nephew!”

Aris laughed brightly, as though she had never been angry at all.

“What is it?”

Unlike when she pressured Denier, she waved her hand with a warm tone rising in her voice.

“Wow, your voice changed. So you were putting on an act.”
“Shut up!”

Valdemar grumbled at Aris Zigheart before getting his shin kicked.

“Ugh!”

He grabbed his shin and rolled across the floor. It seemed even muscle couldn’t protect the shin.

“I also agree with what the Hyunmu Division Master says.”

I looked away from the rolling Valdemar and turned my gaze toward Aris Zigheart.

“I’m new here with no senior to guide me, so I’m grateful that my aunt looks after me. But I don’t need such special treatment. I’ll receive assignments through proper procedures like the other executives.”

I felt sorry toward Aris Zigheart for her kindness, but this was the right way to handle it here.

“Is that so? Well, if that’s what you want, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Aris Zigheart waved her hand dismissively and sat back down in Valdemar’s seat. She didn’t seem disappointed at all—rather, she appeared pleased.

‘Just as expected.’

I had found it strange that Aris Zigheart was being more reckless than her usual nature, but it seemed she had indeed been hoping to be stopped.

‘It must be because of me.’

She clearly wanted to present me in a favorable light to the executives by positioning herself as someone who could be reasoned with and by having me receive assignments through my own strength.
In other words, her goal was to raise my reputation.

“Thank you, Raon.”

Denier gave a small nod of gratitude for understanding his intentions and took his seat.

“Ugh…”

Valdemar rubbed his shin, stood up, and took his position behind Aris Zigheart again.

“I don’t care about the rest, but I like that bastard’s personality. It’s befitting of a warrior.”

He raised his thumb approvingly, having forgotten that he’d called me disrespectful just ten minutes ago.
His personality was so straightforward that it was actually difficult to read him.

“Then proceed.”

Aris Zigheart smiled with satisfaction and handed the documents she’d been holding to Chad.

“Th-thank you.”

Chad accepted the documents with trembling hands, his eyes turning toward me. The way he clenched his fists seemed like he was making some kind of resolve.

“Then I’ll resume assigning missions.”

Chad organized the documents while gauging Aris Zigheart’s reaction.

Valdemar still stood behind Aris Zigheart. He could have taken someone else’s seat, but the fact that he remained standing made him quite an unusual person.

“Since Aris Zigheart has explained the mission on my behalf, there’s no need for lengthy elaboration. Any executive who wishes to undertake the mission to drive back the Nambuk Alliance’s encroachment across the Parin River, please raise your hand.”
“….”

Silence. No, it was cold. All the executives were watching both Aris Zigheart and me.

Raon kept his eyes closed and bowed his head, showing everyone that he had no interest in that mission.

“Then we’ll take it.”

Latein, the Organization Master of the Jeongeom Unit sitting on the right, raised his hand. Since no one objected, the Jeongeom Unit took on the mission.

“The next mission is the subjugation of monsters gathering at the Tonon Plains. Given that both large and small monsters are assembling, it appears a commander-class monster has been born. Any executive who wishes to undertake this mission, please raise your hand.”
“….”

Again, no one raised their hand. I immediately closed my eyes.

“We will handle the subjugation mission.”

Trevin raised his hand. Since no one objected this time either, the Cheoljeon Unit took on the subjugation mission.

“Today’s Round Table Meeting is progressing smoothly. Let’s continue.”

Chad read through the documents he held one by one, and the executives, their tension eased, began checking off their assignments.

“Ah, this has arrived.”

Chad picked up the document, a deep furrow forming at the corners of his mouth.

“This is the task regarding the Sword Master’s Tomb that I explained when I first briefed you on the Continent’s situation.”

He tapped the document and smacked his lips.

“We are Zigheart. No martial art in this world can touch our blades, but Baek Saou, who knows the location of the Sword Master’s Tomb, is not far from Zigheart Territory.”
“Is that really true?”
“Yes. It’s not within our territory, but in a nearby location. If the tomb were to be discovered near Zigheart, it could cause significant problems, so we need to take precautions beforehand.”

Chad nodded, saying they needed to recover the map from Baek Saou and that someone would need to make a judgment on whether to open the tomb.

“Since we may need to recover the Sword Master’s Tomb map or even venture inside the tomb, this will be quite a dangerous task. Still, any executives willing to take on this mission, please raise your hands.”
“Me!”

Valdemar immediately raised his hand.

“Jinmu Hall will go!”
“You can’t.”

Denier sighed and shook his head.

“If I’m going, then I’m going! I’ll show them that Zigheart is the strongest, not some Sword Master’s Tomb!”

Valdemar clenched his fists, saying he would go not to obtain the tomb’s treasures, but to defeat anyone who came to the tomb.

“We haven’t finished the investigation at the Central Intelligence Agency yet. Did you forget the Head of House’s orders?”
“Ah….”

Valdemar’s mouth fell open in a perfect circle as he recalled the investigation task.

Knowing that the two division leaders would not move, the executives without assigned tasks raised their hands.

I nodded as I watched the scene unfold.

‘Of course they would.’

The Sword Master’s Tomb was in a different league from any mission we’d undertaken so far.
The honor, wealth, and martial techniques of the Sword Master that awaited those who conquered the tomb were incomparable to anything else.
It was only natural that even Zigheart’s executives would be drawn to it.

-Why aren’t you raising your hand? You were interested in this, weren’t you?

Wrath tilted his head as if questioning what I was doing.

“Raon.”

Aris Zigheart also gestured with her finger, urging me to select this mission.

Rather than looking at Aris Zigheart, I examined the documents Chad held, my lips curving slightly.

‘He said it was near Zigheart earlier.’

Chad had mentioned that Baek Saou, who possessed the map to reach the Sword Master’s Tomb, was moving near Zigheart Territory.
If I thought about it carefully, I could target the Sword Master’s Tomb without even taking on this mission.

‘That would be far more convenient.’

I ultimately didn’t raise my hand and quietly observed the situation.

“I appreciate the Unit Leaders’ interest, but this mission is dangerous. I believe it would be best if those of Captain rank or higher undertook it.”
“Hmm….”
“What a shame.”
“It would have been a good opportunity.”

The Unit Leaders who had raised their hands lowered them at Chad’s suggestion. Two executives remained.

Serena, the Master of the Gonggeom Unit, and Dronnen, the Master of the Young Lion Brigade belonging to the Main Lineage.
I had crossed paths with Dronnen frequently in the Audience Chamber, but we had never exchanged a single conversation. He was an exceptionally taciturn person.

“It seems neither of you intends to yield. Since this is an urgent mission, we don’t have time for a duel. Let us decide by vote.”

Chad called out both their names and initiated a vote on who would take the mission.

“All those in favor of the Gonggeom Unit taking the mission, please raise your hands.”
“I do!”

The moment Aris voiced her support for Serena, most of the neutral executives who had been watching the situation raised their hands.
The decision was already made before Dronnen even had his turn to speak.

“Then the Gonggeom Unit will take on the mission regarding the Sword Master’s Tomb. And… wait!”

Chad flinched as he flipped through the documents.

“My apologies. With everything going on, I completely forgot about this mission.”

He picked up the first document he had set aside.

“It’s the reconnaissance mission in the Zigheart Territory I mentioned at the beginning. If anyone wishes to take on this mission, please raise your….”
“I’ll do it.”

I stood up immediately and raised my hand.

“Huh?”
“You’re going on reconnaissance?”
“Why all of a sudden?”

The moment I volunteered for the reconnaissance mission—something Valdemar had dismissed as mere busywork—every executive at the Round Table widened their eyes in surprise.

“I thought it would be best to do what we can, as the Hyunmu Division Master and Jinmu Hall Master suggested. As a junior, I believe the Gwangpung Corps should take on this reconnaissance mission.”
“Ah, well…”

Valdemar blinked in confusion when I said I would follow his advice.

“You don’t have to do that.”

He took a step back from Aris, worried he might get hit again.

“I just meant you could do what you wanted….”
“No, I’ll conduct a thorough reconnaissance and take the time to understand what the Zigheart Territory truly is.”

Raon shook his head and declared he would take on this mission.

“Kh! Your personality really is something I appreciate!”

Valdemar nodded with satisfaction as he watched Aris Zigheart remain silent.

“Right. Reconnaissance is an important mission too! Make sure you complete it thoroughly! And at the next Round Table, I’ll take care of your assignments. I’ll give you the very best ones.”

He tapped his chest as if to say trust only him.

“Hehe.”

Meanwhile, Aris Zigheart drew a faint smile, as if she had discerned the intention behind the reconnaissance assignment.

“….”

Denier likewise narrowed his eyes, as if he had grasped my thoughts.

“There are no objections, then. The reconnaissance mission will be handled by the Gwangpung Corps.”

Chad nodded after observing the reactions of the executives seated at the Round Table.

Raon drew a faint smile as he observed the clearly shifted gazes of the executives.

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“That Raon fellow. Listen here.”

Valdemar followed behind Denier as he exited the Round Table Meeting Hall, letting out a hearty laugh.

“Don’t you find his personality appealing? Because of the Rayden situation, just seeing him used to irritate me, but these days every time I see him, he only says things that satisfy me. I should have brought him into our unit from the start.”

He smacked his lips regretfully.

“Indeed.”

Denier shook his head as he watched Valdemar’s smile.

“You failed to read that boy’s true intentions.”
“What do you mean?”
“Raon showed no interest in reconnaissance before—so why did he suddenly volunteer for a scouting mission?”
“He said it himself. He wanted to see the Zigheart Territory again….”
“That’s not it.”

He wagged his finger slowly.

“The one holding the map to the Sword Master’s Tomb is currently located not far from Zigheart Territory.”
“Then….”
“Exactly. At that distance, he can search for the Sword Master’s Tomb under the guise of reconnaissance. Raon was aiming for that. He created a path where he could gain favor with the executives while pursuing his own interests.”

Denier let out a hollow laugh, remarking that Valdemar’s situational awareness was excellent.

“In truth, anyone except you could have thought of that. But Raon was the one who judged it fastest and acted on it. It’s hard to believe that boy grasped the situation better than executives who’ve participated in the Round Table dozens of times.”
“Hmm….”
“The executives who’ve realized this now might think they’ve been played.”
“That’s not right.”

Valdemar shook his head firmly.

“It’s not being played—we should acknowledge that he’s impressive. He earned the mission through his own abilities. That deserves praise. Complaining about being played is what small-minded rats would do.”

He laughed, saying it was right to commend Raon.

“The more I think about it, the more of a waste it seems. A mind that sharp should have come to us sooner.”
“You….”

Denier narrowed his eyes as he looked at Valdemar.

“Aren’t you feeling jealous?”
“Jealous?”
“Thanks to your brother’s blunder, Raon Zigheart earned greater trust from Father and took the Organization Master’s seat. If he survives next year’s life-or-death trial, he’ll become Main Lineage, the Gwangpung Corps will be promoted to a Division, and he’ll join us as a successor candidate. He’s becoming your rival.”
“Hmm….”

Valdemar scratched his chin with his large hand.

“I’d like the position of Head of House, certainly. I’d be thrilled if I could have it, and I’d do whatever it takes if I were capable. Though I wouldn’t resort to anything underhanded like that man.”

He glanced toward the infirmary, as if remembering Karun.

“I could feel jealousy, and I might envy him. But if I can’t overcome him with all my strength, it simply means he’s the one who will grow Zigheart even greater than I could. I’m willing to yield.”

Valdemar shook his head, saying he could accept any Head of House as long as Zigheart continued to flourish.

“….”

Denier nodded as he watched Valdemar.

“You haven’t changed.”
“What are you suddenly talking about?”
“It means you should stay exactly as you are.”

Denier gently patted Valdemar’s shoulder and returned to Hyunmu Division.

“Explain it more clearly!”

Valdemar furrowed his brow, watching Denier’s back.

“It’s complicated!”

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Two days later.

I came to the Bustling District to receive the information I had requested from the Black Market.
As I opened the door of the weathered statue tucked in the corner of the shopping district, I felt the warm scent of wood that calmed the mind.

As I walked deeper in, counting the increased number of sculptures, the proprietor sitting at the counter removed their hood and bowed their head.
It was Deningrose, wearing an eye patch emblazoned with a purple rose.

“I greet the Gwangpung Corps Master.”

Deningrose bowed her head with a small smile playing at her lips.

“Why the sudden formality?”

I regarded Deningrose with a wary gaze.

“Now that you’ve become Organization Master, you deserve the appropriate treatment.”

Deningrose waved her hand as if it were only natural for a merchant to do so.

“Congratulations on becoming Organization Master.”
“…Thank you.”

I bowed in return and took the seat Deningrose indicated.

“So the Branch Chief came in person.”
“It was your request, Organization Master, so of course I had to come.”

Deningrose laughed, citing courtesy to her guest.

“I’d love to hear the story of your ascension directly, but time is short, so let’s get straight to business. The situation has changed somewhat.”

Her eyes gleamed with a grave intensity.

“Changed how?”
“Baek Saou, who possessed the map to Sword Master’s Tomb just two days ago, is dead, and ownership has transferred.”
“Who’s the new owner?”
“The Holy Sword Association.”

Deningrose’s lips trembled slightly.

“The map to Sword Master’s Tomb is now in the hands of the Holy Sword Association.”

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