The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 738

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Chapter 738

-Kyaaaaaah!
‘Seriously, shut up before I break your neck.’

I pushed Wrath aside as he shrieked like a cat and examined the reward messages in detail.

[You have achieved the impossible Achievement.]
[You have achieved an Achievement that will change the history of the Continent.]
[All stats increase by 50 points.]
[The rank of the trait 【Ambush】 rises by two stages.]
[The rank of the trait 【Seolhwa’s Senses】 rises.]
[The rank of the trait 【Blade that Severs Death】 rises by two stages.]
[The rank of the trait 【Flame that Overcomes Death】 rises.]

The first rewards to appear were 50 points to all stats and rank increases for the traits I had used this time.

-Fifty! Another fifty, I say!

Wrath struck the message with his round fists, his brow furrowing.

-Disgustingly generous, you are!
‘This time I earned it.’

Had I failed to expose Derus’s true identity at the Six Emperors Council, he would have triggered a catastrophic incident using the Robert Family’s power. Thousands—no, tens of thousands could have perished. Preventing such a disaster beforehand was certainly worthy of this reward.
Thousands. No, tens of thousands could have died, but we prevented it beforehand, so it was compensation more than deserved.

“It must be because she caught the Ghost King that Seolhwa’s senses and Ambush skill leveled up.”

The rise of two attributes felt like a reward for defeating the Ghost King through assassination rather than direct confrontation.

“The death traits are naturally because of Derus Robert.”

I never expected that damned trash would prove useful to me.
He didn’t know that damn trash would actually be useful to him.

“Finally…”

I checked the reward I had obtained thanks to Wrath’s recognition.

[You have received recognition from 【Wrath】.]
[Additional rewards will be granted.]
[All stats increase by 20 points.]
[The trait 【Divine Power Resistance】 is created.]

Wrath seemed to have enjoyed Uriel’s contorted expression so much that he raised all my stats by a full 20 points.

However, what truly startled him wasn’t those points, but the trait 【Divine Power Resistance】 listed below them.

-Divine Power Resistance is absolutely not it!

Wrath gnashed his teeth so hard they made an audible grinding sound.

-Why would you give a brat like this an ability that only the highest-ranking Demon Race possess even in the Demon Realm!

He shook his head vigorously, unable to accept it.

-At this rate, the True Demon King’s true body will truly have nothing left but bones, and soft, melting bones at that!

Wrath vented his frustration as if the system itself were a living being.

‘Is this trait really that remarkable?’

I tilted my head, examining Divine Power Resistance.

-Of course it is!

Wrath jerked his head up abruptly.

-Just as the Demon Race wields demonic energy, the Celestial Race is wrapped in divine power! And those at the Archangel level spread immense divine power simply by existing! Don’t you remember how humans froze like puppets with cut strings in front of Uriel!

He furrowed his brow, explaining that Archangels, like Demon Lords with their demonic energy, oppress the very souls of humans with their divine power.

-Even that old geezer Nadine and other Transcendents can’t escape the influence of divine power, yet you, despite being pathetically weak, are developing resistance to it—of course it’s remarkable!

Wrath cursed at how fortunate I was.

You’re the only one in all dimensions who develops resistance to divine power the moment you meet the Celestial Race! Even I, the True Demon King, only developed it after enduring countless absurd wars!

He pounded his chest, having moved past irritation straight into fury.

‘Now that he mentions it, he has a point.’

I watched Wrath turn his head away in a sulk and laughed. Seeing him vent his frustration, this trait seemed like it would become a tremendous asset.

‘I’ll be clashing with the Celestial Race going forward.’

Since Archangel Uriel was aiding Derus Robert, the likelihood of fighting other Celestials was substantial.
I needed to cultivate this trait for that day.

‘Thank you.’

I offered my gratitude to Wrath and looked down at the Ghost King, whose lips trembled with agony.
He was an old man who could have belonged anywhere, yet even now with his core shattered, his eyes gleamed with a sharpness that was terrifying.
Those eyes were so unsettling that merely looking at them made one’s skin crawl.

“How does it feel watching your family burn?”
“It… it’s not my family….”

The Ghost King shook his head, his lips bleeding from biting them so hard.

“I am merely a hired hand.”
“You seem awfully angry for just a hired hand.”

I looked down at the Ghost King, who could no longer hide his emotions, and smiled faintly.

“Don’t be presumptuous. My revenge is against Derus Robert—”
“No, Derus Robert will face a far more gruesome death than you.”

My words carried such killing intent that a chill ran down my own spine as I seized the Ghost King’s throat.

“Kugh—aahhh!”

Tears streamed from the Ghost King’s wrinkled eyes as he succumbed to agony and terror.

“I promise you this. Derus Robert will meet a death far more wretched than any other in this world.”
“Ahhh….”

The Ghost King’s eyes trembled, seeming more concerned with Derus’s fate than his own, before his breath ceased.

“….”

I searched through the Ghost King’s belongings again. After discarding useless assassination weapons and poisons, a thin book titled “Ghost King’s Manual” fell out.

‘The Ghost King’s Manual?’

Examining the booklet, I found it was a martial arts tome containing the Ghost King’s assassination techniques and movement methods.

‘The movement methods could be useful.’

I had no need for assassination techniques, but the movement methods seemed like they could prove valuable.

I secured the Ghost King’s Manual and returned to the front of the Robert Family estate.

The warriors of the Six Emperors stood gathered as if admiring the collapsed and burning Robert Family estate, while countless Robert Family swordsmen and retainers lay subdued on the ground before them.

“Ahhhhhhh!”
“The… the family! Our family!”
“This can’t be….”
“Please, spare us! We’ve done nothing wrong!”

Those not bound by Derus’s leash still wailed, unable to accept their situation.
Now I would need to examine each of them carefully and determine who deserved death and who deserved mercy.

I exhaled a quiet sigh as I observed the people drowning in despair.

‘I wish I could handle this myself….’

If I participated directly, I could quickly identify friend from foe, but if I stepped forward any further, my identity might truly be exposed.
This was the time to entrust the task to Pedrick or Glen and exercise restraint.

“I have returned.”

I brushed the dust and blood from my clothes and bowed my head to Glen, who stood before the raging flames.

“….”

Glen regarded Raon with a complicated gaze before turning his eyes away.

“Hey!”

Martha rushed in from the right and thrust her face forward.

“Where did that Organization Master disappear to, only showing up now…?”

She furrowed her brow in displeasure, though she softened her tone at the end.

“Besides, fighting against the Six Emperors Alliance was meaningless from the start anyway.”

Burren shrugged, saying he had nothing much to do.

“I was just in the back.”

Lunan blinked, mentioning he only protected the swordsmen with frost.

“M-me too!”

Dorian laughed and scratched his head.

“Anyway, you’re all weak only against Raon.”

Martha snorted as she looked at the Gwangpung Corps laughing.

“Raon wouldn’t have moved alone. It means you all trust me.”

Rimer patted his own chest as if to say he was ready anytime.

“But what about that old man?”

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Ghost King’s corpse held in Raon’s hand.

“An assassin who was killing people on the outskirts. I tracked him down and captured him since he tried to escape.”

Raon set the Ghost King’s corpse down before everyone.

“An assassin?”
“Yes. They called him the Ghost King.”

I invoked the Ghost King’s name to make the danger Derus posed even clearer.

“The Ghost King…?”
“The Ghost King?! He’s one of the greatest assassins of the previous generation!”
“He’s not just an assassin! During his active years, his combat prowess was at Grand Master level!”
“You tracked down and killed such a monster?”
“This is absolutely insane….”
“I swore I wouldn’t be surprised by anything the Gwangpung Corps Master does anymore, but this is….”

The warriors and mages of the Six Emperors stared at me with trembling eyes, as if facing a monster beyond all comprehension.

“If it’s the Ghost King….”

Roen approached with wide eyes and examined the Ghost King’s face.

“There was a time he came looking for me to kill me, then fled. He didn’t even bother hiding his face back then—aside from the wrinkles, it’s exactly the same.”

He nodded as he confirmed the Ghost King’s identity.

“He was so fast I couldn’t even catch him, so this is truly impressive.”

Roen laughed heartily, saying I had accomplished something remarkable.

“That monster….”
“So he wasn’t just moving around carelessly.”
“Today was worth it.”

Martha twisted her lips in disbelief, Burren let out an exclamation as if he had expected this, and Lunan nodded calmly.

Ching!

Glen turned away from watching the Robert Family sink into the sea.
He raised the Divine Blade, meeting the eyes of the countless people gathered here.

“In the name of the Six Emperors. No—in the name of the Five Emperors, I declare this. From this moment forward, I shall mark Derus Robert and all who bear the name of the Robert Family as enemies of the Continent.”

Glen’s cry carried a majestic authority that seemed to reverberate not just across this coastal area, but throughout the entire Continent.

Flap, flap, flap, flap!

Hundreds of birds and illusory magic rose into the sky, broadcasting his voice and wrath across heaven and earth.

Raon clenched his fists as he watched Glen, whose eyes burned with fierce determination.

‘A dream I’ve yearned for since childhood has finally come to pass.’

The vow he had sworn at birth had been fulfilled across more than twenty years of time.
The fulfillment of achieving his dream breathed new vitality into his exhausted body and soul.

‘But…’

This was not the end—it was merely the beginning.

Derus Robert’s schemes had not yet ceased. I had to pursue him relentlessly and destroy everything he possessed.

‘Especially Derus’s neck—I will not yield that.’

Even if the opponent was Glen, I had no intention of surrendering Derus Robert’s head.
I would ascend to transcendence and personally sever his body and soul.

Raon steeled a new resolve in his heart, grinding his deepening rage between his teeth.

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“The Ghost King is dead.”

Derus Robert massaged his temples, his brow furrowing.

“Dead, you say…?”

Kubara’s eyes widened as if questioning what he meant.

“The signal from the Rage Worm embedded in the Ghost King’s heart has been severed.”

Derus Robert exhaled a sigh so deep it seemed to carry color with it.

“Stupid old fool. I told him to bring only the Severed Soul Orb.”

He gritted his teeth, cursing himself for granting the Ghost King too much autonomy.

“Hmm….”

Kubara, too, seemed to grasp the situation and lowered her head.

“If the Ghost King in the Cavern is dead….”
“Yes. It’s Raon Zigheart.”

Derus swept back his blood-soaked hair and furrowed his brow.

‘There’s no one else.’

The Ghost King was supposed to retrieve the Severed Soul Orb, imbued with the blood and resentment of the fallen children. If he was dead in the Cavern, there could be no other culprit but Raon Zigheart.
If he had died while in the Cavern, the culprit could only be Raon Zigheart.

“Nothing ever works out.”

His identity was exposed, the Robert Family fell, and he even lost the Severing Marriage Demon that could create a large number of sign language users. His head felt like it would shatter from anger and irritation.

“Raon Zigheart!”

Derus Robert finally couldn’t hold back and struck the rock he had been leaning against.

Crash!

The rock that touched his fist crumbled into dust.

“I’m sorry. I should have gone to look for you myself…”

Kubara didn’t move from her spot even as rock fragments fell down around her head.

“Enough. Report the situation.”
“…Bardiel and Beorn are moving toward Anga. The damage is significant, but we preserved our core forces thanks to our advance preparations.”

She bowed her head, noting that the Robert Family’s strongest warriors—Jauwon, Baeksang, and the Jeon Gwi Unit—had survived.

“When will those bastards arrive at Anga?”
“Taking a detour, they should arrive around noon tomorrow.”
“Krgh…”

Derus Robert let out a low groan as pain radiated from the wound in his chest.

‘Why is this damned wound healing so slowly? Even Glen’s blade didn’t cause damage like this…’

He bit his lip, staring down at the wound in confusion.

“Uriel!”

Derus lifted his gaze toward Uriel, who stood at the edge of the cliff.

“You know, don’t you? Raon Zigheart. What exactly is that bastard?”
“I have a question for you too.”

Uriel regarded Derus with an expression as if the world had crumbled.

“Do I look like a pigeon or a raw chicken to you?”

He posed the absurd question with an elegant gleam in his eyes.

“What? What are you saying right now…”

Derus’s eyes widened as he beheld Uriel’s distorted expression.

“I asked if I look like a pigeon or a raw chicken.”

Uriel wrinkled the bridge of his nose, his wings folded at his sides.

“This insane…”

Derus exhaled sharply, having not anticipated such a question.

“You there.”

Uriel called out to Kubara instead of waiting for Derus Robert to answer.

“Ah, yes….”

Kubara lowered her head, her lips trembling.

“Do I look like a pigeon or a raw chicken to you as well?”
“No, sir. You are adorned with a light more noble than any other being.”

She answered with sincerity, her gaze lowered.

“I know that already. I am of a different caliber than you humans. But that wretch Raon called me a pigeon. That ugly word won’t leave my mind.”

Uriel touched the trumpet at his waist and swallowed hard.

“Stop spouting such nonsense! That bastard was merely mocking you!”

Derus Robert slammed his hand down, telling him to stop talking rubbish.

“Tell me what is attached to that wretch! What is this hideous power you speak of….”
“A Demon Lord.”

Uriel lifted his eyelids with a composed expression.

“…A Demon Lord?”
“Yes. The worst of Demon Lords—Wrath, the lord of bitter cold who governs fury.”

He furrowed his brow, explaining that the power Raon wielded was Wrath’s authority.

“Fury…. Of course! That’s why!”

Derus Robert tore his lips wide open as he looked at the wounds on his chest and the back of his hand.

“Yes. Then I can explain that talent and those memories!”

He exclaimed with exhilaration, finally having found the being standing behind Raon.

“And it might be a misunderstanding, but….”

Uriel turned away after watching Derus Robert burst into mad laughter.
He exhaled slowly, gazing at the wound on his chest as it gradually healed.

“The power of the ring as well.”

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The Five Emperors convened the Six Emperors Council immediately after annihilating the Robert Family.

“Derus Robert had made considerable preparations for this. He managed to extract a significant portion of his forces before we arrived,” the Black Market Master Roselin said, pointing to the Robert Family’s personnel roster.

Roselin, the Black Market Master, continued while indicating the Robert Family’s personnel chart.

“The Zaun Front and the Baeksang Front, along with the Ghost King’s Division, escaped to the sea first, while the others bought time as the remaining forces fled.”

She let out a hollow laugh, calling them ruthless people.

“How much military strength would these escaped forces possess?”

King Lecross raised his hand and asked.

“Roughly speaking, it appears to be about half of the Robert Family’s total forces.”

Roselin sighed, noting that they were all formidable warriors.

“What of the pursuit?”

Glen narrowed his eyes as he studied the continental map.

“They vanished without using dimensional gates—completely without a trace. It seems they used that divine power,” Roselin replied.

Roselin shook her head, saying that tracking them would not be easy.

“Still, there’s one silver lining….”

She pointed to the Robert Family bearing the X mark and smiled.

“We managed to prevent the other half from flowing into Derus Robert’s hands.”
“Right. We should focus on what we gained rather than what we lost.”

Chamber nodded in agreement with Roselin’s words.

“That bastard Derus had an enormous amount of supplies—he must have been preparing for war. Those resources will be a tremendous asset in the battles ahead.”

She snapped her fingers, listing the provisions, weapons, equipment, and even elixirs they had obtained.

“Our agents are conducting a comprehensive search across the entire Continent, so you needn’t worry too much.”

Roselin tapped her chest lightly, as if to say it was only a matter of time.
She conveyed a few more details before taking her seat.

“Let’s conclude the first session here.”

Chamber clapped her hands, complaining of a headache, and all the leaders of the Neutral Factions who had been seated filed out.
Only the heads of the Five Emperors and Roselin remained.

“We finally made the Six Emperors Five Demons into subordinates, and now it’s become the Five Emperors Five Demons.”

Chamber bit her lip in irritation.

“Derus Robert. It’s all because of that bastard.”

Ogram’s clenched fist trembled as he spoke, still seething with indignation.

“Why… why did he do it…?”

Larian tilted her head, curious about the reason.

“Given how things have unfolded, the reason is no longer important.”

King Lecross shook his head, stating they were simply entities that needed to be eliminated.

“It’s a bit awkward to bring this up here, but there’s something I need to address directly.”

Chamber raised a finger while weaving a barrier of mana to prevent sound from escaping.

“What is it?”
“The relationship between Raon Zigheart and Derus Robert.”

Her gaze deepened as it turned toward Glen.

“You must be more curious than anyone else, aren’t you?”

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