The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 677

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Chapter 677

I watched the frost fragments sink slowly, swallowing hard.

‘A Demon Realm Incarnation…’

Did he follow after seeing my Sword Realm Incarnation?

Wrath always said he knew nothing of formations or barriers.

Seeing that beast—who only destroyed everything with raw power—operate a barrier that amplified demonic energy, it was clear he had created it by copying my Sword Realm Incarnation.

“This is the True Demon King’s barrier, forged by observing your martial arts and perseverance.”

Wrath nodded calmly, as if answering my unspoken question.

“What do you think? Isn’t the True Demon King’s Demon Realm Incarnation far more beautiful than your Sword Realm Incarnation?”

He lifted a leaf-shaped frost fragment onto his palm, a cool smile crossing his face.

‘My Sword Realm Incarnation is far superior. Though I’ll admit, the Demon Realm Incarnation suits you well.’

I nodded to Wrath, knowing he couldn’t hear my voice.

“I know you won’t acknowledge it, but to the True Demon King, snow flowers are the finest.”

Wrath lifted his chin arrogantly, as if his thoughts would never change regardless of what anyone said.

‘To be honest…’

I bit my lip slightly, watching Wrath’s back as he stood confidently.

‘I never expected to hear such words from you…’

Wrath had called my back the back of a swordsman who never gives up.

I’d worried that the vast disparity in power meant Wrath mocked me with every training session, but that was a profound misunderstanding.
He had been acknowledging my perseverance and resolve all along.

In truth, the sword strikes Wrath unleashed—those snow-white blossoms of technique—contained within them the fundamental sword forms I had drilled without exception since the day I first grasped a blade.

Learning Wrath’s true intentions, my heart burned with fervent heat. I felt certain I could ascend further.

“Wait just a little longer. This isn’t finished yet.”

Wrath lifted his gaze, eyes gleaming with the crystalline light of winter.

“Grid. How much longer will you feign death?”

He flicked his fingers toward the murky night sky.

“Let’s finish this before the lizards arrive.”

In response to his words, moonlight split sharply, and a tarnished gold coin abruptly emerged.

“Your perception has grown keener than before.”

From the dust-caked coin came Grid’s unhurried voice.

“Reveal yourself. Grid.”
“No need to rush me.”

A soft white radiance poured from the coin as Grid resumed his true form.
Yet testament to how perilous the ordeal had been, his shirt hung in tatters, and his body bore countless wounds.

“The dragons won’t arrive immediately.”
“What do you mean?”

Wrath looked up at Grid, his eyes narrowing to slits.

“They’ve got something to deal with.”

He tapped his wrist lightly, suggesting they would be delayed.

“What in the world are you doing wandering about?”
“What does a merchant do? Earn money, of course. Though today’s losses are catastrophic….”

Grid brushed his hands off lightly.

“I spent 100 million just to survive.”
‘100 million?’

Raon exhaled sharply upon hearing those words.

‘Did he summon that scale again?’

It appeared Grid had summoned the scale once more to survive Wrath’s Demonic Incarnation, pouring 100 million gold coins into it.

“It was a barrier with power befitting your level. Without the scale, I would truly be dead. However….”

Grid’s voice dropped low. Very low.

“Next time will be different.”

He spoke with certainty that transcended mere confidence.

“No—next time, your head will roll.”

Wrath twisted his lips as he glared at Grid’s golden eyes.

‘Hmm….’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he observed the motionless Wrath.

‘Has he reached his limit?’

Just as the Sword Realm Incarnation had exhausted the swordsman’s full power, Wrath’s Demonic Incarnation must have consumed most of his demonic energy.
It seemed he had little remaining time or demonic power left.

“But Wrath.”

Grid chuckled and leaned back in mid-air.

“That barrier you manifested. It resembled Zigheart’s Sword Realm incarnation, so could you possibly be….”

His pupils gleamed with a golden light.

“Are you raising a human?”
“That merchant is spouting nonsense again.”

Wrath bared his snow-white teeth like those exposed at dawn.

“The True Demon King raises no one. Merely immature beings gather within my embrace. If you’re going to spout such drivel….”

He lifted a finger infused with power.

“Ah, forget it. If we keep fighting, my warehouse will be emptied. Besides, there’s no way there are two Demon Lords raising humans.”
“Two? What do you mean by that….”
“….”

Grid offered no answer, only a faint smile.

“I should be going now. At this rate, I’ll be devoured by Gluttony.”
“Slurp….”

Gluttony was indeed smacking her lips as she gazed at Grid suspended in mid-air.

“Next time—ah, you’ve arrived faster than expected.”

Grid raised his finger but stopped. He alternated his gaze between right and left, then shrugged his shoulders.

“Wrath. I’ll settle the debt for not recognizing you with this.”

The moment those words ended, colossal wings blazed forth from Grid’s back as if constructed from golden coins. An overwhelming demonic energy that suffocated the breath seized the night sky once more.

Whoooooosh!

Grid suppressed the presence of Wrath and Gluttony with his own aura as he soared westward, and the red and blue flashes that appeared immediately pursued him.

Raon’s eyes widened as he beheld the golden radiance burning brightest among the kaleidoscopic flashes.

‘Dragon Lord?’

A familiar aura. The Dragon Lord and the dragons began pursuing Grid.

‘Is this how he pays the price?’

Grid seemed intent on repaying the debt of my suspicion by luring the dragons toward himself.

‘He called himself a merchant….’

Since Grid referred to himself as a merchant, it was clear he was honoring his word through this action.

Wrath watched Grid’s pursuit by the dragons for a moment before turning his head.
He checked on the Gwangpung Corps members unconscious beneath the Frost Tree, then approached Gluttony’s side.

“Gluttony. Suppress your demonic energy.”
“Why?”

Gluttony tilted her head as if she didn’t understand the reason.

“If those lizards keep chasing us, it becomes troublesome.”
“If they come, I’ll just eat them. Like before.”

She licked her lips eagerly in anticipation.

‘Huh…?’

I exhaled sharply upon seeing Gluttony’s tongue.

‘So she was the one who ate them?’

Though absurd, it made sense—with two gluttons around, this was entirely plausible.

“Tsk tsk.”

Wrath clicked his tongue in disdain.

“Wandering about eating stones like some toad—you haven’t changed a bit.”
“Then what should I eat?”

Even as she spoke, Gluttony chewed and swallowed the rebar wrapped in demonic energy.

“You… could you possibly…?”

Wrath’s lips curled upward as he gazed into Gluttony’s murky eyes.

“Do you know what Pearl Ice Cream is?”

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Wrath led Gluttony, who had suppressed her demonic energy and presence, toward the Pearl Ice Cream Shop.
The ceiling had collapsed, but the interior pillars prevented the entire shop from being crushed.

“Come inside.”

After confirming no one else was present, Wrath called Gluttony deeper into the shop—like a child inviting a friend to his home.

“What is Pearl Ice Cream?”

Gluttony tilted her chin with an indifferent gaze.

“It is humanity’s reason for existence, and a blessing bestowed by the Demon King.”

Wrath nodded solemnly, his hands clasped together.

‘What in the…’

I let out a hollow laugh.

‘When did something humans created become a blessing from the Demon King!’

What was even more absurd was calling it humanity’s reason for existence. I was left speechless.

“Hmm-hmm-hm.”

Wrath hummed as he vaulted over the counter toward where the ice cream was stored.
The magical apparatus had malfunctioned and the ice cream had partially melted, but he wielded cold energy to refreeze it.

“How I’ve missed this!”

Wrath gasped with an expression of rapture, as though beholding a divine presence.

“Is this ice cream?”

Gluttony pouted, complaining that the portion was too small.

“The quantity matters not! Simply eat and then we shall talk!”

Wrath frowned at Gluttony before seizing a scoop to begin serving the Pearl Ice Cream.

“How long I have awaited this day.”

Tears trickled down his face as he began filling the freezer box with ice cream. Despite this being his first time, his movements were swift—faster than any seasoned professional.

‘This creature….’

Raon shook his head as he watched Wrath filling the Pearl Ice Cream boxes.

‘He was holding back his strength.’

Grid had concealed his power as well, but Wrath too had refrained from unleashing his full might.
The reason was to eat ice cream here.

It seemed he harbored resentment over not having properly enjoyed it during his previous descent, before returning to his original form.
Truly, this gluttonous Demon Lord was beyond comprehension.

“It is complete!”

Wrath had packed every variety of Pearl Ice Cream into the freezer boxes and emerged from behind the counter.
He handed one of the towering stacks of ice cream boxes to Gluttony.

“Taste it.”
“Hmm….”

Gluttony gazed slowly at the Pearl Ice Cream before summoning a white mouth.

“This is small—just a single bite.”

She parted her white lips slightly and placed the ice cream inside.

“You vulgar glutton!”

Wrath could no longer restrain himself and struck Gluttony’s back of the head with a sharp blow. A crisp sound echoed through the empty shop.

“Ugh….”

Gluttony’s head snapped down before her eyes rolled upward.

“Why did you hit me….”
“Don’t eat so crudely! Use your actual lips!”

Wrath shook his head, muttering that she didn’t know how to eat properly.

‘Huh….’

I watched Wrath and Gluttony with a bewildered expression.
These Demon Lords were unrealistic in appearance and presence alone—their actions were nothing short of foolish.

“Mm….”

Gluttony scratched the back of her head and wiped her white lips. She parted her actual lips and bit into the pearl ice cream.

Crunch.

The moment the ice cream crackled between her teeth, Gluttony’s dull eyes gleamed with the brilliant radiance of rubies.

“…What is this?”
“Hehehehe.”

Wrath nodded as if he had expected this reaction.

“This is what true flavor is, you glutton.”

He patted Gluttony’s shoulder as if he were versed in everything from the Human Realm.

“It’s delicious. Really delicious.”

Gluttony chuckled and devoured the pearl ice cream one after another.

“This! This green ice cream is the real deal!”

Wrath pointed to the mint chocolate he’d placed at the end. He seemed eager to recommend it, having scooped out quite a generous portion.

“Yeah.”

Gluttony nodded and popped the mint chocolate into her mouth. Less than a second later, her tongue shot out in disgust.

“This one’s not great.”

For the first time, she shook her head.

“What terrible taste!”
‘She’s got refined taste, actually.’

Wrath furrowed his brow while I nodded in agreement.

‘That’s right. Enjoy yourself today.’

I let out a quiet laugh watching Wrath savor the ice cream alongside Gluttony.

‘After all, I’m alive because of you.’

Just as I was hoping Wrath’s time enjoying ice cream would stretch on a bit longer, he muttered something under his breath.

“Raon Zigheart. You’re paying for all this ice cream.”
‘This bastard?’

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Wrath and Gluttony didn’t stop until they’d devoured every single ice cream in the shop, as if possessed by madness.

I sighed as I looked at Wrath’s distended belly.

‘I’m definitely going to have a stomachache today.’

Though this body resembled Wrath’s, it was ultimately mine. There was no way it would be fine after eating ice cream on an empty stomach like that.

“Ugh….”

After finishing all the ice cream, Gluttony began chewing and swallowing even the metal container that had held it.

“This one’s strawberry flavored.”

She giggled contentedly at the small traces of ice cream clinging to the metal container.

“Gluttony, stop that and come out.”

Wrath grabbed Gluttony by the scruff of her neck and dragged her out.

“I forgot while you were eating, but the True Demon King has something to tell you.”
“Something to tell me?”

Gluttony tilted her head as if asking what he meant.

“Indeed. Do you remember what the True Demon King said earlier?”
“What did he say?”
“Didn’t I ask you to give me your power?”

Wrath smirked and wagged his finger.

‘Surely not!’

I widened my eyes as I looked at Wrath. From that smile on his face, it seemed he was about to say he didn’t need that power after all.

‘This cunning bastard….’

He had said he would protect Grid, so it was clear he was trying to prevent me from obtaining Gluttony’s power.

‘I have to push through.’

It was only natural that I hadn’t obtained Greed, but I couldn’t afford to lose Gluttony as well. I drew out the presence of the soul that had been quietly receding with all my might.
He drew out the full potential of the quietly withdrawn soul.

“Actually, that’s….”

Just as Wrath was about to continue with a wry smile, the ring of fire drew forth a surge of soul energy that overwhelmed his essence and reclaimed dominion over the body’s core.

Whoooosh!

The blue Demon King’s form dissolved away, revealing Raon’s true appearance beneath.

“…What?”

Gluttony showed no surprise, having witnessed this form before, merely blinking her eyes.

“Actually, this is something that must be done quickly. Hand over your authority now.”

The moment I reclaimed my body, I mimicked Wrath’s manner and lifted my chin assertively.

-Kehehek! Ah, I can’t do it!

Wrath, now returned to his cotton candy form, coughed dryly and waved his hand in protest, though naturally Gluttony couldn’t hear him.

-This damnable situation! I wasted far too much time eating!

He let out a wail of frustration, lamenting that all his time had been consumed finishing the ice cream.

‘Exhale….’

I released a shallow breath.

‘My mind is foggy.’

Both body and spirit lay ravaged in the aftermath of the Demon King’s descent. I couldn’t yet discern the full extent of my injuries or what I had lost.

But I couldn’t collapse here. Even if it meant death, I had to endure Gluttony’s ravenous consumption.

“You certainly have a complicated way of speaking.”

Gluttony pouted her lips and nodded in agreement.

—No, this won’t do! This absolutely won’t do! Don’t give him any more!
‘Who told you to eat ice cream like that?’
—Ugh, who knows when another opportunity like this will come around!

Wrath shook his head, his voice trembling with emotion.

‘Either way, it’s already done.’

As I pushed away the struggling Wrath, Gluttony seized my wrist.

Whirrrrr!

Through Gluttony’s grip, a sticky yet hollow sensation seeped into me. It was similar to, yet different from, the sensations I felt when receiving Wrath’s fury, Sloth’s apathy, and Envy’s jealousy.
It was a sensation similar to yet different from when receiving Wrath’s anger, Sloth’s sloth, and Envy’s jealousy.

Screech!

As Gluttony removed her hand, a flower bracelet with a white glow had formed on the wrist.

“Ah, flowers….”
“Ah, flowers…”

Raon let out a sigh. In his dizzy state, he didn’t have time to specify the form he wanted while pushing Wrath away.

Damn it! I shouldn’t have given him that much!

Wrath grabbed his head as if things couldn’t get any worse.

“There’s nothing we can do about it now that it’s come to this.”

I should take something else instead.

Gluttony.

Raon held up a white flower bracelet toward Gluttony.

“Can’t you open this barrier faster?”
“If I do that, I’ll get hungry….”
“Then I’ll give you something that lets you eat Pearl Ice Cream elsewhere.”
“Something that lets me eat ice cream?”
“Yes.”

Raon nodded and pulled out a pile of gold coins from his spatial pouch.

-No, absolutely not!

Wrath shook his head so rapidly his mouth became a blur.

-If you help this bastard, you’re doomed too! He’s the one who will destroy the Demon Realm!
“Go to a place that smells like ice cream and show them these gold coins—you can eat all you want.”

Ignoring Wrath, I showed the gold coins to Gluttony.

“Ooh….”

Gluttony nodded approvingly and caressed the flower bracelet.

Whoooosh.

As she released her hand, a faint vitality began to bloom across the white petals.

“It will wake up after a good sleep.”
“Thank you.”

I nodded and handed the pile of gold coins to Gluttony.

-Ugh, damn it!

Wrath gnashed his teeth.

-I’m furious with both of you—you who gained Gluttony, and that insect who can eat more ice cream with her own mouth! Keh!

He cursed them both and threw punches at the empty air.

-At least one thing is fortunate.

Wrath let out a short sigh.

‘A relief?’
-If you had consumed Grid’s greed as well, you truly would have become a monster. I did well to send it away.

Wrath shook his head, acknowledging my perseverance but insisting he had never seen me suck up to anyone.

‘Could it be that you didn’t lack the time, but intentionally sent it away?’
-Hehehehe, the True Demon King himself prevents you from sucking up to anyone….

It was the moment when he wore a thin smile.

[You have received the favor of Gluttony.]
[You have received the recognition of Wrath.]
[You have driven back Envy.]
[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]

-Wait, surely not….

As if responding to Wrath’s trembling, messages began scrolling upward beneath it.

-No, this can’t be!

Wrath let out a sharp cry.

-Most of those were accomplished by the True Demon King, so why is this bastard getting them!
‘With rewards like this….’

I gazed at the anguished Wrath while adjusting the flower bracelet from Gluttony.

‘This bracelet is definitely worth wearing!’
-Shut your mouth!

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