The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 678

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Chapter 678

“Hehe.”

Gluttony gazed at the pile of gold coins with satisfaction, breaking into a smile.

“Don’t eat those.”

I waved my hand at Gluttony, leaving the message window behind.

“Got it.”

Gluttony nodded and cradled the pile of gold coins in her arms as though they were precious treasures.

“And try not to kill or eat humans if you can help it.”

I set down the ice cream payment and the iron pot cost on the counter, regarding Gluttony.

“Why?”
“Because if humans die, I can’t make ice cream.”
“Ah!”

Gluttony nodded as if she understood perfectly.
In truth, I’d said it because if Gluttony caused trouble, things would become complicated in various ways, but it seemed to work.

-Ugh, ughhhhhh!

Wrath let out a groan while clutching his temples.

-That simple-minded glutton! Why does she fall for such nonsense!

He shook his head, unable to comprehend what a fool she was.

“….”

I held back from telling Wrath that “the greatest fool is you.”

“I’ll go.”

Gluttony finally rose to her feet only after chewing and swallowing every single iron container that had been in the Ice Cream Shop.

“Where to?”
“It’s a bit far, but there’s a place that smells like bead ice cream.”

She raised her finger and pointed eastward.

‘Huh….’

I turned my head following Gluttony’s finger and exhaled softly.

‘If it’s in that direction, is it the Panic Kingdom?’

There were many villages around the Sufer Kingdom, but the only city far enough away that would have an Ice Cream Shop was beyond the Panic Kingdom.

To smell the ice cream from the Panic Kingdom from here—it was a sense of smell that even dogs couldn’t match. Truly worthy of the Lord of Gluttony.

“Gluttony.”

I placed my hand on Gluttony’s head. The sensation of touching soft, fluffy fur. Grasping a Demon Lord’s head—perhaps I was the first human to do so.

“Hmm?”

She didn’t seem to mind being touched on the head, slowly lifting her eyes toward me.

“When you run out of gold coins, come find the True Demon King. Of course, only after you’ve suppressed all your demonic energy and when no one is around.”
“Okay.”

Gluttony nodded in understanding.

-No, surely you don’t….

Wrath’s eyes trembled as he looked at Gluttony.

-Are you trying to use even Gluttony?
‘I received her goodwill, so I can’t just sit idle.’

I chuckled as I read the message confirming that I had earned Gluttony’s favor.

Right now, she believed I was Wrath. Since I might need to borrow her power someday, there was no harm in building a rapport with her.

-This is all because of the True Demon King!

Wrath grabbed my collar and shook me violently.

-The True Demon King fed her ice cream, and now look what’s happened! Why are you acting like it’s nothing!
‘Who told you to feed her?’

I smiled broadly as I watched Wrath’s flushed face.

-Ugh! I’m so furious I could burst!

Wrath shrieked, declaring that he would never forgive me.

-You glutton! You’re being deceived right now! This wretch is nothing but a righteous sage, no different from the celestial angels! You must never trust him!
‘I can’t tell if that’s praise or an insult….’

I shook my head and let out a hollow laugh.

“See you later.”

Gluttony waved her hand lightly and vanished into the white shadow.

“Ah….”

I lowered my hand that had been touching Gluttony’s head, my eyes narrowing slightly.

“I still had more questions.”
-What! What else are you trying to pry out!
‘I wanted to understand the concept of gluttony more clearly.’
-That fool only knows how to devour. Do you really think she’d understand precise concepts? Besides, how it applies differs from person to person!

Wrath wrinkled his nose, questioning why I was asking again when he’d already experienced this multiple times.

‘Fair point.’

I nodded calmly. Seeing how Gluttony’s envy had transformed into admiration, it seemed highly likely that her gluttony and the gluttony I would gain were fundamentally different.

“Now let me check the messages….”

My hands trembled as I tried to view the messages. My legs gave out beneath me, and my knees touched the ground of their own accord.

‘My head….’

Perhaps it was because the tension I’d barely maintained while Gluttony departed had finally released. My entire body felt heavy, like a sponge saturated with water.

-Don’t endure it. Sleep.

As I forced my eyes open, I saw Wrath with his brow furrowed.

-You’ve reached your limit.

Hearing those gruff yet warm words, my eyes closed of their own volition.

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“Ah….”

The moment Rimer’s eyes opened, he hastily pushed himself upright.

‘What in the world happened?’

He had stood before the Demon Race, who was pouring out an enormous amount of demonic energy to save Raon and the Gwangpung Corps, but had suddenly lost consciousness.

“Why did I pass out?”

It made no sense that he would lose consciousness unexpectedly when he had resolved himself to death and opened his upper dantian to its absolute limit.
And since there were no signs of injury from the Demon Race, he couldn’t make sense of the current situation.

“Raon.”

Saint Olga struggled to lift her head.

“That bastard struck the back of your neck.”
“Raon?”
“Yes. After that, I lost consciousness too, so I didn’t see what happened….”

She exhaled a breath tinged with the scent of blood, managing to prop herself up on her elbows.

“Damn it!”

Rimer bit his lips until they bled, scanning his surroundings.
Behind him, the Gwangpung Corps, the paladins, the priests, and the kingdom’s citizens still breathed, but Raon was nowhere to be seen.

“Where the hell is this bastard!”

He forced strength into his trembling legs and stood. Then he saw it.

A grotesque sight—everything that had existed on one side of the kingdom had been erased to pristine white.

“What is this….”

He could tell at a glance. This phenomenon was created by the manifestation of a single power. The fact that there existed another being capable of such a feat besides Glen was horrifying.

Rimer swallowed hard and walked toward the land where everything had been erased.

‘Raon. Please….’

This was the ground where Raon and I had been standing. If demonic energy of this magnitude had been unleashed, there was no way Raon could have survived, no matter who he was.

“Damn it all!”

Rimer screamed and began clawing at the earth with his bare hands.

“Ugh….”
“What… what’s happening?”
“Where… where are we….”

The Gwangpung Corps began rising one by one, hearing Rimer’s eerie momentum and his anguished cry.

“What… what is this…?”
“…Damn it. What the hell happened here!”
“Raon?”

Burren, Martha, and Lunan stared with gaping mouths at the land and buildings erased by Seolhwa’s power.

“Right now…”

Rimer turned around. A chilling crimson light flickered across his green eyes.

“Find Raon! Search the entire kingdom if you have to, but find him no matter what!”
“Raon…”
“That’s right. He’s the only one missing right now!”

Burren and Martha’s faces turned pale.

“…”

Lunan didn’t answer and was the first to dash forward. Her usually cold eyes now burned with urgent desperation.

“We’ll go too!”
“You damn fool!”

Dorian and Crain, along with the rest of the Gwangpung Corps, nodded and immediately rose to their feet.

“Wait! Divide into groups. Team One heads west, Team Two north, Team Three south!”

Burren furrowed his brow as he issued orders to the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen.

“I’ll conduct a comprehensive search.”

Mark Goeten released a long sigh and moved in the opposite direction from Lunan.

“We’re going as well.”

Hofen staggered to his feet and raised his hand toward the holy knights.

“Divide into units and search for the Gwangpung Corps Master!”
“You too. Turn every building upside down if you have to and find that bastard!”

Saint Olga agreed with Hofen’s words and sent the Priests out.

The Paladins and Priests also knew they had survived thanks to Raon, so despite their injuries, they rushed throughout the Kingdom.

“Please… come out…”

Even as everyone else moved into action, Rimer continued digging at the same spot, unwilling to leave.

If Raon was alive, he reasoned it was more likely he’d be buried here than anywhere else.

As he flipped the earth so violently that the backs of his hands were scraped raw, a whistle-like sound echoed from the Royal Capital Commercial District. It was a signal from Gwangpung Unit 2.

Rimer bolted forward without bothering to brush the dirt from his hands and clothes. The distance wasn’t far, but even running at full speed, his insides churned with agonizing impatience.

Employing the Gwangpung Style to its fullest, he arrived at the signal’s origin—an Ice Cream Shop with its sign torn away.

The entire Gwangpung Corps was inside.

‘He’s here?’

Bewildered, he exhaled sharply and stepped inside, where he found Burren, Martha, and Lunan huddled together with their heads bent close.

At the center of their circle, Raon lay with his eyes closed, breathing quietly.

“The wounds from the demonic energy are severe, but not fatal.”

Saint Olga released Raon’s wrist, which she had been holding, and nodded.

“You don’t need to worry.”

She herself seemed most relieved, her lips curving into a faint smile.

“Phew…”
“The examination was absolute hell. I’d rather fight those Oma bastards any day.”

Burren and Martha exhaled long, weary sighs as if all strength had drained from them.

“Ugh…”

Lunan finally lifted her head and looked at Raon. A faint shimmer of tears glistened at the corners of her eyes.

“Thank goodness….”
“My hands are still trembling.”
“I could barely breathe either.”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen collapsed to the ground as if their strength had drained away.

“But why is this madman even here?”
“It looks like he ate all the ice cream….”
“Did the ghost of someone who died without eating ice cream possess him?”

Burren and Martha furrowed their brows, unable to comprehend the situation.

“It seems he ate not just ice cream, but also an iron plate….”

Dorian trembled as he held up a piece of metal that appeared to have been chewed and spat out.

“No way!”

Crain laughed as if that couldn’t possibly be true.

“No, I’m serious. There are more than just one or two dented metal fragments.”

Dorian picked up another piece of metal, and the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen burst into quiet laughter.

Now that they knew Raon was safe, everyone could smile through their exhaustion.

“….”

Rimer watched the swordsmen gathering around Raon and realized what Raon Zigheart meant to him and the Gwangpung Corps.

‘Soon enough, no one will even dare call him the little king.’

He patted Raon’s head and let out a quiet laugh.

‘I should call him the true king.’

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I slowly opened my eyes. A pristine white ceiling, as spotless as an Infirmary, came into view.

“Ugh….”

My head and chest throbbed as if pierced by a burning blade.

‘It hurts, but at least I’m alive.’

I had lost consciousness at the Ice Cream Shop and worried about what might happen, but fortunately, it seemed I had been rescued.

‘Now that I think about it, how embarrassing.’

The thought of the Gwangpung Corps frantically searching for me, only to find me at the Ice Cream Shop, made my face burn with shame.
The humiliation stung far more than any physical pain.

—You understand well.

Wrath flew before my eyes and nodded.

—Everyone called you a madman because of this!

He chuckled with amusement.

‘It’s because of you!’
—You sell the True Demon King’s name every day, so why can’t I do the same!
‘Hmm….’

He had a point, and I had nothing to say in return.

—Seeing you finally shut your mouth feels refreshing. From now on….

Wrath was licking his lips mockingly when—

[The trait 【Gluttony】 has awakened.]

The white flower bracelet that Gluttony had left behind emitted a brilliant light, and a message appeared stating that Gluttony had bloomed.

—Ugh…

Wrath, who had been sticking his tongue out, froze in that exact position.

‘If you ask me, your real nemesis isn’t Grid—it’s the system, isn’t it?
—Shut up, you fool!

Wrath shook his head as if telling me to stop spouting nonsense.

‘Then let me check something.’

I summoned the ability description for Gluttony.

【Gluttony】
Whenever you fill your belly with food you find delicious, all stats and soul rank increase. The efficiency is greatly amplified when consuming elixirs.

The moment I finished reading Gluttony’s description, my eyes widened.

‘I had a suspicion, but…’

Is this really it?

Stats and soul rank increase every time you fill your belly with delicious food—it was an absurd ability. A hollow laugh escaped me.

‘And on top of that…’

There’s even an amplification effect for elixirs.

Since elixirs were ultimately something you consumed, the amplification effect from Gluttony existed. Honestly, this was an ability that shouldn’t exist in this world.

‘I’ll have to treat her better next time we meet.’

I lifted my head, resolving to give Gluttony more gold coins the next time she visited, but Wrath remained surprisingly calm.

‘He’s peaceful?’
—Krrgh…

Wrath furrowed his brow slightly.

-I, I anticipated something of this magnitude.
‘Right.’

Having witnessed Gluttony’s ravenous consumption firsthand, Wrath had apparently foreseen that I would develop similar characteristics.

‘Should we continue then?’
-Continue what?’
‘We haven’t checked the previous messages yet.’

I smirked and summoned all the messages that had appeared earlier.

[You have received the favor of 【Gluttony】.]
[You have earned the recognition of 【Wrath】.]
[You have driven back 【Greed】.]
[You have accomplished the impossible.]
[All stats increase by 30 points.]

Even for accomplishing an impossible feat, granting 30 points when my stats were already at such elevated levels was an extraordinary reward.

-T, thirty?

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief.

-What the hell….
‘You anticipated this too, right?’
-O, of course I did!

He started to curse but stopped himself, nodding awkwardly instead.
It seemed he was trying to maintain his dignity after witnessing Grid being driven back.

‘Let’s continue then.’

I chuckled softly and summoned the next message.

[The rank of the trait 【Water Attribute Resistance】 has increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Seolhwa’s Senses】 has increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Indomitable Will】 has increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Sanctity Bloomed in Darkness】 has increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Water Attribute Affinity】 has increased.]
[The rank of the trait 【Seolhwa’s Demonic Armor】 has increased.]

This time, the messages were about trait rank increases.
There were more than usual, but since they all related to this battle, it made sense.

‘Six of them. You caught that, right?’
-O-of course, I did!

Wrath’s pupils swayed left and right like a pendulum.

-With the True Demon King’s predictive power, something like this….

Despite his claim of prediction, his cheeks trembled like cotton candy caught in the wind.

[You have felt the sensation of directly handling the body of 【Wrath】.]
[All stats increase by 15 points.]
[The grade of your soul greatly increases.]
[The rank of the trait 【Concentration】 has increased.]

This seemed to be a reward for the sensation I felt when using Wrath’s Descent—as if I had absorbed into Wrath’s body and fought directly.

‘Wrath, this is….’
-Keep it moderate, you brats!

Wrath finally couldn’t hold back and turned into a strawberry-flavored cotton candy.

-Cough! I was staying quiet, but you don’t know moderation! I’ll really smash it! Huh?

He threw a dry cough and threw a tantrum, but the system disappeared without a word, as if it had finished its job.

-Heat is spreading! Cough! The moment the True Demon King returns, I’ll smash that thing first!
‘I gained quite a lot.’

All my stats and traits had increased, along with the grade of my soul. Of course, the greatest gain among them was Gluttony.

-Ugh…

Wrath sat slumped on the ground, sniffling.

-That merchant disrespected me, and it seems like it’ll only get worse from here on.

He shook his head vigorously, muttering that it was too much.

‘Wrath.’

I gazed quietly at the crouched Wrath before nodding slightly.

-What!
‘Thank you.’
-Huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened in surprise, as if asking what I meant.

‘I never expected you to bear the burden of the Demon King’s Descent.’

Even after achieving the Demon King’s Descent, the void in my upper dantian and the damage to my body weren’t as severe as before.
With this reward, I could fully recover before the life-or-death battle.

Despite growing stronger, the reduced damage to my upper dantian made it clear that Wrath had taken that burden upon himself.

-Don’t say such pathetic things.

Wrath frowned, as if questioning my words.

-The True Demon King always keeps his word… *cough!*

He broke off mid-sentence, coughing violently.

‘Once you’re better, I’ll let you eat whatever you want.’

I smiled faintly as Wrath continued coughing.

-Better? Eat now! You have Gluttony, don’t you!
‘Ah, that’s right.’

I nodded. Since Gluttony possessed regenerative abilities, eating food would likely accelerate her recovery.

‘This isn’t even a zombie…’

Eating and sleeping to naturally restore aura, stamina, and mental fortitude—I had become a monster that transcended humanity.

As I let out a hollow laugh, the infirmary door opened and Saint Olga entered.

“Hmm?”
“Huh?”

She locked eyes with me as I lay awake, then shouted toward the corridor.

“Your master’s awake.”

Before Olga could finish speaking, a deafening crash echoed through the hallway as the Gwangpung Corps surged into the infirmary.

“Raon.”
“You bastard! Are you alright?”
“What in the world were you thinking?!”

Lunan, Martha, and Burren approached first, positioning themselves before my bed.

“Master!”
“Young Master! We were so worried!”

Dorian and Yua trembled with sobs, their shoulders shaking. The other Gwangpung Corps swordsmen’s eyes glistened with concern.

“Raon.”

As I assured everyone I was fine, Rimer, who entered last, gave a slight nod.

“What happened after we lost consciousness? Where did that monster go?”
“It disappeared while fighting another demon.”

I nodded toward Rimer.

“Another demon?”
“Yes. Two demons clashed ferociously, but when a dragon appeared, they fled. It seems they were enemies of each other.”

I gave a brief answer that I had prepared beforehand.

“Do demons fight among themselves?”
“Humans draw blades against each other, so of course they do.”
“Then we were fortunate.”

The Gwangpung Corps laughed as if relieved, but Rimer stroked his chin with an expression of lingering doubt.

“….”

Saint Olga remained silent as if lost in thought, then gestured with her hand.

“How is your body? Can you move?”
“There is pain, but I can move without difficulty.”

Raon slowly rotated his shoulders and nodded.

“Then prepare yourself. We have somewhere to go.”

Olga said only that and left the infirmary.

“Where do we need to go?”

Raon looked up at Rimer and blinked.

“I’m not sure.”

Despite his words, Rimer smiled faintly as if he knew everything.

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Raon dressed in the white robes Olga had provided and entered the Royal Palace under the guidance of the Holy Knights.

Since the Royal Palace lay behind Wrath, only the outer walls had collapsed while the interior remained largely undamaged.

‘What a relief.’

If this place had collapsed too, the Kingdom itself would have been paralyzed for quite some time. At least that hadn’t happened.

-Cough! It’s all thanks to the True Demon King, after all.

Wrath cleared his throat dryly and nodded.

-Since there were so many humans here, I deliberately moved the battle outward.
‘Well done.’

I smiled faintly and lightly patted Wrath’s head.
As I moved my hand, a sharp pain shot through my chest. It seemed I’d need to rest once this was all over.

-Instead of touching the True Demon King’s head, bring some delicious food! Cough! Go fetch it!
‘Well, that’s… huh?’

I was about to respond to Wrath when I tilted my head in confusion.
I thought we were heading into the Royal Palace, but the Paladin was walking toward the Royal Garden instead.

‘Why?’

Confused about why we were moving in that direction, I saw countless people standing in neat rows across a garden as expansive as the Grand Training Grounds.

Saint Olga, Paladin Kinier, high priests and the captain of the Holy Knights, along with numerous priests and knights, all stood with their hands clasped together.

White cloth was layered thickly upon the garden’s pillars and trees as if preparing for a grand ceremony, and the people’s attire was equally ornate, as it would be during a Holy Assembly.

Hofen rose from the center of the priests, who seemed to radiate noble light. The white and gold robes of the Sufer Royal Palace draped gracefully around him.

“You’ve arrived.”

Hofen smiled with eyes brimming with intense emotion, as if tears might spill at any moment.

“What is all this?”
“I wished to greet you first, Raon.”
“Greet me?”

As I tilted my head in confusion, Hofen knelt on one knee with a gentle smile.

“I greet the benefactor of the Sufer Kingdom.”

In response to his cry, the people standing in the Garden assumed the same posture as Hofen.

“I greet the benefactor of the Sufer Kingdom!”

Not divine power, but the resonance of human sincerity—it erased the ache in my chest.

“I have one request for you, benefactor.”

Hofen lifted his head with a subtle smile.

“A request?”

As if answering Raon’s question, Hofen’s gaze turned to the right. A platinum crown—as if it had melted the sunlight itself—gleamed with radiant brilliance.

“Would you be willing to place the crown upon my head at the coronation ceremony held today?”

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