The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 739

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Chapter 739

“….”

Glen gazed silently at Chamber, as if urging her to continue.

“Now that I think about it, the conversation between Raon and Derus was quite strange.”

Chamber tapped the round table lightly with her palm.

“It made sense and didn’t at the same time. It felt like something didn’t quite fit together.”

She shook her head, replaying the two’s exchange in her mind.

“I share that sentiment.”

King Lecross nodded briefly.

“It seems there’s a history between the Gwangpung Corps Master and Derus that we’re unaware of. It felt as though they were facing a bitter enemy.”

He swallowed dryly, noting that such fury couldn’t be feigned.

“I-it was terrifying….”

Larian fidgeted with her sleeve, her gaze fixed downward.

“B-but because the conversation was incomprehensible, I’m even more curious….”

Unlike usual, her cheeks flushed with genuine intrigue.

“Raon met Derus for the first time at the Six Emperors Council, right?”

Chamber looked toward the Black Market Master Roselin, seeking confirmation.

“That’s correct.”

Roselin nodded with a serene expression.

“Their paths first overlapped at the Yukhwanghoe. However….”

She traced her finger across the continental map, letting out a short sigh.

“Derus Robert wore a helmet and concealed his true identity, so it’s highly likely they met somewhere else.”

Roselin rolled her eyes, suggesting that Raon and Derus Robert hadn’t met for the first time at the Yukhwanghoe.

“In a way, it makes sense that we can’t understand the conversation between Raon and Derus.”

Chamber waved her slender fingers like a wand.

“Why can’t we understand it?”

Ogram narrowed his eyes as he looked at Chamber.

“Well, because we lack information…?”

Larian offered the answer on Chamber’s behalf.

“Exactly.”

Chamber snapped her fingers and nodded.

“We don’t know the information that Raon and Derus possess, so we can’t understand their conversation.”

She adjusted her witch’s hat, saying that was all there was to it.

“It’s not just Derus. Even the Archangel Uriel was bewildered when he saw Raon. He called it a vile power, didn’t he?”

Chamber recalled Uriel’s distorted expression and pulled out a fresh lollipop.

“Raon has many secrets. His connection with Derus, a power that pierces through Uriel’s divine authority, and growth that defies all logic.”

She shook her head, saying she couldn’t comprehend any of it.

“There exists no human in history who reached Raon’s level at such a young age, in their early twenties.”

Chamber lowered her brows, insisting that even if one searched through all of the Continent’s history, such a person wouldn’t exist.

“That’s true. Reaching Grand Master at that age would already be astonishing, and he’s achieved the pinnacle of Grand Master. But….”

King Lecross continued with an uncertain gaze.

“What’s truly remarkable is his combat ability. The Gwangpung Corps Master defeated Masters when he was an Expert, and crushed Grand Masters as a Master himself. That’s something that can’t be explained by the word talent alone.”

He rubbed his wrist, noting that Raon’s battle sense was the most astounding aspect.

“….”

Glen remained silent, his arms crossed.

“Of course, I don’t mean that Raon would betray us or harbor any hidden intentions.”

Chamber waved both hands as she met Glen’s gaze.

“If it weren’t for Raon, we wouldn’t have uncovered Derus’s true identity, and these two old men wouldn’t be here.”

She pointed to Glen and Ogram in turn.

“I’m simply saying that we—or at least you, old man—should understand that boy’s circumstances.”
“I agree with that assessment.”

King Lecross nodded in agreement with Chamber’s words.

“There’s no need for him to tell us, but I believe the Head of House should at least know the Gwangpung Corps Master’s story.”
“I… I’m curious though….”

Larian spoke her curiosity aloud despite watching Glen’s expression carefully.

“….”

Glen closed his eyes as he received the gazes of the Five Emperors directed toward him.

‘Even I was shaken, so it’s natural they’d find this strange.’

Just as Chamber said, Raon and Derus had exchanged words that seemed laden with deep-rooted animosity.
It made sense yet felt awkward, and he’d continued to find it odd.

‘The same applied to Uriel.’

The Archangel had called the aura that pierced through his divine power a filthy force. It seemed to mean it wasn’t the power of a human.

‘Could it be that?’

For some time now, I had sensed a peculiar aura emanating from Raon. It was warm yet cold, gentle yet resolute.
I had dismissed it as my own delusion, but thinking back on this incident, it seemed I had truly sensed something within Raon.

Raon would never betray Zigheart or commit atrocities beyond the bounds of righteousness, but I wanted to know what his relationship with Derus Robert was and what power he possessed.

‘Yet….’

Not knowing if I had the right to ask him that, my heart grew inevitably conflicted each time I saw Raon.

“That is….”

Just as Glen opened his lips to postpone this matter, Ogram brought his fist down upon the table.

“I don’t care.”

Ogram lifted his chin above the trembling Round Table.

“You don’t care?”

Chamber tilted her head as if questioning what he meant.

“It means I will support that child regardless of what Raon’s true nature is.”

Ogram exhaled deeply, as if speaking from the heart.

“I owe my life to Raon. If not for that child, I would have withered away, drained dry by that mosquito woman.”

He clapped his hands loudly, as if that reason was sufficient.

“….”

Glen swallowed dryly, watching Ogram close off the conversation. I felt as though all the worries that had been plaguing me were cleanly swept away.
He had one more option available to him. It felt like all the worries he’d been dwelling on were being wiped clean.

“I’m not doubting Raon, I’m saying we should consider it.”

Chamber furrowed her brow in frustration.

“Raon might have information that could help us prepare against the Celestial Realm or Derus Robert!”

She slammed the table, insisting that more information was always better.

“As expected.”

King Lecross shook his head with a faint smile.

“The Head of House should make the final decision.”
“Indeed.”

Glen met the gaze of everyone present with eyes that blazed like roaring flames.

“I’ve made my decision.”

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I stood on the beachside and drew the Heavenly Sword downward.

Whoooosh!

With just a light downward slash, the beach and sea split open lengthwise, spraying azure water in all directions.

Both the speed and power of my swordsmanship had increased, allowing even basic techniques to achieve power comparable to advanced strikes.

‘Has it changed this much?’

I let out a hollow laugh and shook my head. Normally, the higher one’s base stats, the less dramatic the improvements, but with a seventy-point increase all at once, the transformation was extraordinary.

‘Let me continue testing.’

I unfurled the Snowwind Sword Form, the Radiant Blade technique, the Manhwagong swordsmanship, the Raon Zigheart-style sword arts, and finally the Heavenly Sword before striking down.

‘It feels like I’m wielding someone else’s body.’

While my sword mastery hadn’t increased dramatically, the overwhelming growth of my physical body had transformed the very power of my techniques.
It seemed my combat prowess had risen by at least one full tier.

-Of course!

Wrath shrieked and shot up above my head.

-You’ve stolen over 120 stat points from the True Demon King recently, so it would be stranger if nothing changed!

He gnashed his teeth, calling me a wicked human.

‘It’s not like I wanted to take them all.’

I sheathed the Heavenly Sword and shrugged my shoulders.

‘What am I supposed to do with what’s given to me? Throw it away?’
-Grrrrgh!

Wrath trembled, his lips quivering with rage.

-You shall never die peacefully! Your fate is certain—to ascend to the Celestial Realm and dwell among those insipid beings!
‘Isn’t that a curse?’

In the past, I would have thought he was bestowing a blessing, but after meeting Uriel, my perspective had changed.
When Wrath brought up the Celestial beings, it was nothing short of a vicious insult.

-A most terrible curse it is!

Wrath snorted derisively, telling me to go to the Celestial Realm and never return.

‘Since I’ve been cursed anyway, I might as well check my status window.’

I pushed the struggling Wrath aside and summoned my status window.

【Status Window】
Name: Raon Zigheart.
Title: 【One Who Alters Fate】
Condition: None.
Traits: 【Wrath】, 【Sloth】, 【Envy】, 【Gluttony】, Ring of Fire (8-star), Water Resistance (9-star), Fire Resistance (9-star), Seolhwa’s Senses (10-star), Manhwagong (8-star), Glacial (8-star), Bleeding Curse (5-star), Ambush (12-star), Indomitable Will (9-star), Demonic Adaptation (6-star), Focus (10-star), Poison Resistance (5-star), Wrath’s Evil Eye (6-star), Spiral Force (6-star), Water Affinity (5-star), Formation Interpretation (2-star), Fire Affinity (4-star), Seolhwa’s Silver Veil (4-star), Holiness Blooming in Darkness (7-star), Deception Resistance (4-star), Seolhwa’s Demonic Armor (6-star), Seolhwa Absorption (2-star), Seolhwa Thrust (2-star), Wrath Unleashed (1-star), Flame That Overcomes Death (4-star), Blade That Cleaves Death (5-star), Divine Resistance (1-star).

Strength: 916.
Agility: 910.
Stamina: 901.
Energy: 924.
Perception: 946.
Wrath: 180.
Sloth: 100.
Envy: 100.
Gluttony: 50.

My jaw dropped the moment I glimpsed the status window. The sheer volume of information threatened to consume my entire field of vision.

-What, what is this! Why is it so massive!

Wrath could only perceive the messages themselves, unable to see the status window itself, and his lips trembled with exasperation at its colossal size.

‘Yeah, yeah… you have every right to complain.’

I counted over thirty traits alone. These weren’t trivial abilities either—each one possessed remarkable power, and even I found it absurd that I’d accumulated so many.

‘The grades have climbed considerably too.’

Every trait’s grade was exceptionally high. Still, I’d need to pay attention to leveling up the traits I used less frequently.

‘Next…’

I shifted my gaze from the traits to examine my base stats.

‘Huh…?’

Is this right?

All my fundamental stats had surpassed 900. The consecutive major rewards I’d received recently must have culminated in these absurd numbers.

‘This is why my body moves so freely, almost too lightly.’

Raon shook his head as he examined his stats once more, now exceeding 900. It seemed he would need to train relentlessly to adapt to his current state.

-H-hold on, just one question.

Wrath’s jaw trembled as he raised a finger.

-What are your stats now, you wretch?
‘All of them exceed nine hundred.’
-N-nine hundred? Nine… nine hundred?! Gaaaah!

Wrath clutched at his throat, thrashing about.

-Already nine hundred! Everything is ruined! The True Demon King won’t even have bones left!

He shrieked indignantly, his cries echoing as he tumbled into the sand.

‘Wrath. What level is my physical body at now?’

Raon clenched and unclenched his fist as he called out to Wrath.

Yes, your physical body has already reached transcendence!

Wrath ground his teeth, noting that while my martial mastery fell far short, my physical abilities and senses had reached the threshold of transcendence.

‘That explains why facing the Ghost King today felt so effortless.’

I could faintly predict his position, and I struck before he could move—it was clear I had overwhelmed him through sheer physical superiority.

‘Now only transcendence remains.’

Though it would not be easy.

Thanks to Wrath, I had managed to stop Derus Robert, but my actual combat power had only barely reached the peak of Grand Master.
I couldn’t even estimate how long it would take to ascend to transcendence from here.

‘I have to do it, even if it kills me.’

I had the confidence to overcome any hardship to kill Derus Robert.
Even if it meant grinding bone and coughing blood, I had to reach that realm as quickly as possible.

‘But….’

I narrowed my eyes as I observed the emotional indices of the Demon Lords that had risen at the end.

‘Why did those emotions increase?’

Even though Wrath had directly received it from me, it was strange that the indices of Sloth, Envy, and Gluttony had risen.

-What are you asking! You used the Demon Lords’ authority, so of course it rose!

Wrath muttered that I was foolish and shook his head.

‘But I’m not affected by those authorities?’

I was neither slothful, nor did I envy anyone, and except when soothing Wrath’s mood, I didn’t often indulge in gluttony, which made it even more puzzling.

-That’s exactly why it’s strange!

Wrath thrust his bluish face forward.

-No matter how I look at it, you don’t seem human! Why aren’t you affected!
‘Hmm….’

I gazed at the Demon Lords’ emotions once more and stroked my left chest where my heart lay.

‘Is it because of the Ring of Fire?’

Just as the Ring of Fire had once shielded me from Wrath’s fury in the beginning, it seemed my fundamental essence—the Ring of Fire—was protecting me from falling into the Demon Lords’ emotions.

‘The more I observe it, the more fascinating it becomes.’

I narrowed my eyes as I felt the flow of the ring encircling my heart.

‘What exactly is this power?’

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I returned to the Dormitory after finishing my evening training.

-Hnngh….

Wrath rubbed his reddened nose and sniffled.

-It’s so cold. My bones are aching.

He muttered that since so much of his power had been stripped away, even his subcutaneous fat had melted.

-I’m sh-shaking! I want to pull a blanket over myself!
‘…Cold?’

It was frankly absurd that a Demon Lord who wielded frost was complaining about the cold.

‘So what do you want….’
-Pizza and pearl ice cream!

Wrath sprang up as if he’d been waiting for this very question.

-Bring me plump shrimp pizza and lobster butter roast, clam and abalone stew, braised fish, and pearl ice cream!

Wrath listed the dishes available at the Coastal Area, smacking his lips with relish.

‘Pizza, roast, stew, braised fish, and ice cream?’

I let out a hollow laugh at Wrath.

‘You said you were cold….’
-W-When it’s cold, you’re supposed to eat something even colder to overcome it! Don’t you know the principle of fighting cold with cold?!

Wrath wrinkled his nose bridge, incredulous that I didn’t know this basic principle.

‘You’re not a Demon Lord, are you?’
-Stop spouting nonsense and let’s go! The Dining Hall doors are closing!
‘Anyway.’

I shook my head and pushed myself to my feet.
I left the Dormitory to buy the food Wrath wanted, and spotted Glen Zigheart standing before the Entrance Hall.

“Has the meeting concluded, sir?”

I bowed carefully to Glen.

“It’s finished for today.”

He replied curtly, noting there were still matters to discuss.

“Do you have time?”

Glen regarded me with cold eyes, as if he had something important to say.

-You don’t! We need to eat right now!
“Yes.”

I pushed Wrath back as he sprang forward and nodded.

“Then let’s take a walk.”

Glen turned and walked toward the Coastal Area, gesturing for me to follow.

“Understood.”

I bowed slowly.

‘This doesn’t feel right.’

I exhaled briefly and followed Glen.

Crunch.

Glen stopped before the Coastal Area where I had been training moments earlier.

“Raon.”

Glen called my name without turning around.

“Yes, Head of House.”

I swallowed hard, reading the weight that had settled over Glen’s presence.

“Your name came up during today’s Five Emperors Council meeting.”

Glen continued, his gaze lifted toward the night sky.

“The first matter concerned a dark connection between you and Derus Robert that we know nothing of. The second was about how you possess such extraordinary power that you astonished Uriel.”

He relayed exactly what the other Five Emperors leaders had brought up in the meeting.

“I see…”

I lowered my gaze and bit my lip.

‘It’s finally here.’

This was something I’d anticipated. It was only natural that others would find it suspicious given the conversation that occurred when I exposed Derus Robert’s true identity.

‘So that’s why his eyes wavered.’

Seeing the instability in Glen’s gaze, it seemed he’d been dwelling on that thought all along.

‘But the real problem is…’

No excuse, no matter how clever, could completely deceive them. The Five Emperors were no fools.

‘Still, I have no regrets.’

Even if I could turn back time, I would mock Derus Robert the same way. I couldn’t have let slip the chance to watch him crumble before my eyes.

—Even the True Demon King was curious about that!

Wrath threw his hand up eagerly.

You said you’d wait before, but when exactly will you tell me?

Wrath shook his head, asking me to speak now.

‘That’s right. There’s that matter concerning him too.’

What Uriel had called a vile power was Wrath’s authority. Since I also needed to explain about Wrath itself, honestly speaking, there was no good answer.

“Head of House, the truth is….”
“Wait. Let me speak first.”

Just as I was about to deliver my prepared response, Glen raised his hand.

“You saved my dear friend, preserved my life, and revealed Derus Robert’s true identity.”

Glen lowered his hand and slowly turned away.

“But there is something far more important than all of that.”

His gaze was no longer turbulent. It had settled into a quiet calm, as if his resolve had crystallized.

“It is that I have accepted you into the Main Lineage.”
“What? What do you mean….”
“If I cannot trust the grandson I have accepted with my own hands, what else could I possibly trust?”

Glen curved his lips into a faint smile and nodded.

“Speak when you are ready. I will wait until then.”

His crimson eyes, once cold and austere, now bent with warmth like sunlight.

“I believe in you, Raon.”

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