The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 750

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Chapter 750

I tightened my grip on the Heavenly Sword and nodded.

‘I’ve been with the Family for quite a while now.’

Typically, when a combat unit returned from a mission, they would rest for two to four weeks depending on their injuries before taking on the next assignment.
The fact that the Gwangpung Corps had been able to train for nearly four months straight was thanks to Glen’s consideration.

‘It’s time for the sword unit members to see real combat.’

The current combat strength of the Gwangpung Corps was undeniably formidable.
With two Grand Masters at the highest level, four Masters at the advanced level, and everyone except Yua and Julius at Master rank or above, it was no exaggeration to call them the Zigheart’s strongest combat unit.

However, since all the sword unit members had spent four months doing nothing but training and sparring, they were feeling the necessity of real combat. Now was the appropriate time to accept missions.

“Understood.”

I lowered the Heavenly Sword and looked at Glen.

“I will attend the next executive meeting and receive our mission assignment.”
“There’s no need for that.”

Glen waved his hand lightly.

“The mission for the Gwangpung Corps has already been decided.”

He lowered his gaze, indicating that he had made the decision himself.

“What is the mission?”

While real combat was important, the content of the mission mattered as well, so I asked immediately.

“Information has come in that the Tower Master of the Black Tower and the Sword Master of the Holy Sword Association are meeting.”

Glen’s crimson eyes grew dry like parched blood.

“The cross-verification between the Bi-Yeon Society and the Black Market is complete, so this is reliable information.”
“If the Tower Master and the Sword Master meet….”

Raon’s eyes narrowed. Hearing that the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Association would meet, I could guess the reason.

“Yes. It’s an obvious reason.”

Glen nodded, reading Raon’s expression.

“It will likely be a place to exchange swords, swordsmanship, or artifacts.”

He twisted his lips, saying the two forces would conduct a transaction.

“I share that opinion.”

Raon followed Glen’s gaze and nodded firmly.

‘The Holy Sword Association is obsessed with swords, and the Black Tower is obsessed with demonic energy and artifacts.’

Since the Holy Sword Association and the Black Tower desired different things, the highest probability was that they would meet and trade goods.

“Your mission is to raid the transaction site between the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Association, seize the swordsmanship and artifacts, and eliminate the Sword Master and the Tower Master.”

Glen lowered his brows, noting that it wouldn’t be easy to face two forces simultaneously.

“Can you do it?”
“I will.”

Raon met Glen’s cold gaze and drew a subtle smile.

“There’s a certain satisfaction in handling difficult tasks.”

Facing the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Association simultaneously would certainly be arduous, but it was an appropriate mission to test my strength and that of the Gwangpung Corps.

-Tch, you’re a pervert….

Wrath shuddered with disgust.

-The True Demon King’s subordinates are to be pitied!

He raised his hand with a flourish, declaring he would save that fellow someday.

“Where is the location?”

I tossed Wrath behind me and approached Glen.

“It’s Hollam, a lawless zone located to the southwest. However, the exact timing remains uncertain.”

Glen furrowed his brow, saying I would need to arrive early and wait.

“Chad will visit the Gwangpung Corps tomorrow, so obtain the detailed information from him.”
“Understood.”

I nodded, mentally reviewing the information Glen had shared with me.

“Then let us begin the final lesson.”

Glen smiled faintly, mentioning that today would be our last session.

“I find myself reluctant to see it end.”

I clicked my tongue softly. Thanks to these sessions, I had grasped the profound mysteries of swordsmanship, and hearing it would be the last made me sigh involuntarily.

“Ahem!”

Glen coughed awkwardly, his ears flushed crimson.

‘Does that mean he wants to be with me?’

My grandson expressed reluctance at parting from his grandfather, and my heart began racing wildly, heat flooding my face. I forcibly suppressed the corners of my mouth from trembling upward.
I forced my quivering lips downward.

“Yes, if you continue to achieve sufficient merit, there is no reason I cannot continue teaching you.”

Glen infused strength into his thinning voice and averted his wavering gaze.

“I will do my utmost.”

I struck my left chest with my right hand and nodded solemnly.

“Hmm.”

Glen looked at Raon again and bit his lip. Power, character, personality, and even an appearance that resembled his own.
Despite not having eaten dinner, I felt satisfied gazing upon my grandson who lacked nothing.

However, to properly nurture this child, I would need to proceed with utmost seriousness from this moment forward.

“Then let us begin today’s lesson.”

Glen exhaled a long breath, cooling the volcanic heat radiating from his face.

“The final lesson always concludes with an examination, after all.”

The smile that had graced his features faded into an icy chill.

“Test everything you have learned and accumulated against me.”

Glen’s voice turned parched as he raised the Heavenly Sword.

“Hmm….”

I swallowed hard and retreated a step.

‘Everything….’

Unlike the sparring match with Rimer, Glen seemed to desire a sword that contained everything I possessed in a single moment.

‘Then there’s only one option.’

Sword Realm Incarnate Creation.

It was the only method to answer Glen’s test—a Creation that grows according to the Ten Thousand Swords.

-Your words ring true.

Wrath curled his lips as he gazed at Glen.

-That old man wishes to feel the very power you possess.

He let out a voice tinged with envy as he furrowed his brow.

‘Understood.’

I drew a slow breath and stepped before Glen Zigheart.
I resonated the ring of fire with fervent intensity, drawing my concentration to its peak.

The sky erased itself as if only Glen Zigheart existed in this world, the earth sank away, and time slowed to a crawl.
All that remained in my sight was the mightiest warrior alone.

“Sword Realm Incarnate—Genesis Severance.”

I spoke the words as though they were a divine decree and drew down the Heavenly Sword. The moment the silver blade cleaved between heaven and earth, I unleashed every sword and technique I had accumulated in my Mental World.

Shiiiiing!

The righteous and demonic blades crossed and interlocked, darkness flooding into the pristine white sword path. Yet the power infused in the Heavenly Sword did not diminish; instead, it amplified, summoning a more radiant and vivid golden light.

Craaaaaash!

An immeasurable grand sword strike extended outward, twisting the axis of the earth and collapsing the Stone Wall entirely.

Booooom!

Glen Zigheart’s True Demon Sword, which had blocked the Heavenly Sword, trembled faintly. His expression, which had been rigid with approval of me, softened into a smile.

“Your path is not straight, yet it is righteous.”

As Glen Zigheart twisted his wrist upward, my Genesis Severance surged like a divine dragon, casting dark dawn across the violet morning sky.

“Haah….”

I exhaled deeply and collapsed to the ground. I had poured everything into that single moment and had no strength left to stand.

‘Have I changed….’

I had thought I hadn’t grown much, yet the power of Genesis Severance had become far stronger than I imagined.
If this Sword Realm had manifested during my sparring with Rimer, he would have suffered severe injuries.

“Excellent.”

Glen chuckled as he brushed away the finely trembling Heavenly Sword.

“Your swordsmanship achievement in particular is outstanding. Even a Transcendent would find it difficult to defeat you through swordsmanship alone.”

He nodded approvingly.

“Ah….”
“The effort you’ve poured in as naturally as breathing has been accumulating steadily in your body and soul. That foundation will burst forth like fireworks the moment you ascend to Transcendence, so don’t be impatient.”

Glen offered his counsel in a gentle voice, as though he understood all of my worries.

“Then the test….”
“Of course you pass. You may leave now.”

He patted my shoulder, entrusting the Gwangpung Corps to my care.

“Thank you.”

I nodded, biting my lip. Receiving recognition for my swordsmanship from Glen brought me more joy than all the countless rewards I’d ever received.
I could feel my heart pounding with vitality.

“On the morning of departure, come to the Patriarch’s Hall with the Gwangpung Corps.”

Glen left those final words and departed from the Training Ground.

“Phew….”

I sprawled out on my back across the shattered Training Ground floor.

“This is fun.”

Having someone who could accept everything I had to offer was genuinely delightful. Laughter came naturally.

-Next time….

Wrath descended onto my shoulder, rolling his round eyes.

The True Demon King might accept it too.
‘Huh?’
Your Sword Realm, that is! Next time, the True Demon King shall accept it!

He waved his round hand, saying I could come at him with full force.

‘Why all of a sudden?’
Well, you said something before too. Ahem, and various other reasons….

Wrath turned his gaze away, looking embarrassed.

‘I don’t know the reason, but I’m not eating a late-night snack.’
It’s not because of the snack!

He grabbed my collar and let out a sharp cry.

You stupid bastard!

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“Chad, the Bi-Yeon Society Master.”

Chad, the Bi-Yeon Society Master, climbed onto the platform with heavy steps. He met the eyes of the swordsmen burning with fervor and bowed his head.

“This mission is a dangerous one—we are to raid the transaction between the Holy Sword Association and the Black Tower and eliminate both forces. The location is Hollam, the lawless zone….”

Chad explained the mission details in thorough fashion and handed over the documents.

“As befits a lawless zone, Hollam has no guards, and all four sides are open, allowing escape in any direction. If we fail to capture them at the moment of transaction, we may lose them entirely, so you must be prepared. Moreover, there are chieftains who rule that region….”

After mentioning the precautions to take, he stepped back.

“Then I wish the Gwangpung Corps good fortune.”
“Thank you for coming all this way.”

I concealed my probing gaze and bowed respectfully to Chad.

“The Black Tower and the Holy Sword Association?”
“We’re taking on both at once?”
“…This won’t be easy.”

Even in their confident state, the swordsmen felt the weight of facing two factions simultaneously.

Crack!

I stepped forward onto the platform and clapped my hands loudly. The swordsmen ceased their chatter and lifted their gazes, straightening their spines.

“As you’ve all heard, this mission is no simple task. We must eliminate both the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Association, then steal the artifact. Danger is inevitable, and both our planning and execution must be flawless. If the Gwangpung Corps doesn’t move like interlocking gears, failure is certain.”
“Ugh….”

Dorian swallowed hard, his eyes swaying like a pendulum.

“But!”

I lowered my hand and grasped the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

“The Head of House personally entrusted this mission to the Gwangpung Corps. It means he believes in us.”

At the mention of Glen’s trust, the swordsmen’s eyes gleamed as sharply as sword tips.

“Through this mission, display without reservation the strength you’ve cultivated. It’s time to show that the Gwangpung Corps is the mightiest force on the Continent.”

I drew the Heavenly Sword and pointed it toward the sky.

Zing!

The swordsmen, as if they’d been waiting, drew their blades and thrust them skyward.
Over thirty sword auras ignited simultaneously, forming a colossal blade that seemed to pierce the heavens.

“Huh.”

Standing back, Chad exhaled softly as he witnessed the surreal, almost grotesque sight of the entire Gwangpung Corps reaching Master rank.

‘This is absurd….’

I had heard that most of the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen had reached Master rank, but seeing it with my own eyes stirred not mere admiration but genuine astonishment.
Raon’s words were no exaggeration—they were truly the mightiest force on the Continent.

‘What excellent judgment, aligning myself with this side!’

Chad rubbed his hands together like a fly as he gazed at Raon’s broad back.

‘My life has truly blossomed!’

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The next morning at dawn.

Before seeking out Glen, I unfolded the Demonic Sword Technique upon the waters of the Lake Behind the Annex.
True to its nature as a supreme swordsmanship, it revealed new depths with each practice, and my mind had grown so at ease that lately I had been devoting myself entirely to mastering it.

Kyaaaang!

After executing the final form of the Demonic Sword Technique, I turned around to find Sylvia standing motionless, holding a tray.

“Mother?”
“Oh! I-I’m sorry.”

She gently patted her own cheek as if regaining her senses.

“Is something the matter?”
“…No, nothing at all.”

Sylvia shook her head and extended the tray she had been holding.

“You shouldn’t go on your mission on an empty stomach, so I prepared something for you.”

She offered me toast still steaming, urging me to eat it while it was hot.

Yet Sylvia still appeared troubled, her worry evident now that she knew the nature of this mission.

“Don’t worry too much.”

I accepted the toast Sylvia had prepared and smiled.

“Right now, I don’t think I’d lose to anyone, no matter who they are.”
“…Yes.”

Sylvia offered the same smile she always did, as if to say she believed in me.

“Be careful out there.”

As always, she said she believed in me, then returned to the Annex Building with weary steps.

-Mother’s smile is false, it is.

Wrath also seemed to sense something was amiss with Sylvia, his eyes narrowing.

‘Hmm.’

I took a bite of the toast.

-No, it is not! With this crispy and savory toast, everything is completely normal, it is!

Wrath raised his arm triumphantly, insisting there was nothing to worry about.

-Premium ham, premium cheese! Mother’s taste, it is!

The creature chuckled, saying Sylvia’s taste was the taste of money.

“Hmm…”

I swallowed the remaining half of the toast in one bite and smacked my lips.

‘I’ll ask her about it after the mission is complete.’

It was worrying, but I had no time for that now.

I wiped the oil from my hands and headed toward the Patriarch’s Hall to signal my departure.

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“Organization Master Raon Zigheart and the Gwangpung Corps. We shall complete our mission under the Head of House’s command and return.”

Raon and the Gwangpung Corps, standing in the center of the Audience Chamber, knelt and bowed their heads.

“Hmm!”

Glen gazed down at the Gwangpung Corps, whose eyes gleamed with discipline, and smiled with satisfaction.

‘They’re all devoted to their purpose.’

There were no children showing immaturity anymore. Each of them radiated the presence of a seasoned veteran, so despite the perilous nature of the mission, I felt no concern.

However, I hadn’t summoned the Gwangpung Corps simply to witness their appearance.

‘Raon.’

I wanted to encourage my grandson, who was embarking on his first mission since joining the Main Lineage, in front of the executives.

“Ahem. Well…”

Just as Glen was about to offer the advice he had refined over two days, Valdemar, the Jinmu Jeonju, stepped forward.

“You’ve grown so strong I hardly recognize you!”

Valdemar nodded his head broadly with evident pride.

“With your current strength, you could bend anyone to your will! Just be careful of those Black Tower bastards! They’re always resorting to underhanded tactics!”
“We shall keep that in mind.”

Raon nodded toward Valdemar, who had offered the first piece of advice.

“That’s right! Let’s have a drink when you return!”

Valdemar raised his glass in a gesture of a toast and let out a hearty laugh.

“Ahhh….”

Glen’s brow furrowed deeply.

‘That damned fool….’

The first words were supposed to be mine, but that ignorant son of mine had to butt in and ruin everything.

‘No, it’s fine.’

Valdemar’s words were more akin to well-wishes than genuine advice. There was no need for me to go first.

“Sigh.”

Just as Glen was about to part his lips after taking a deep breath, Karun, the Master of the Central Intelligence Agency, lifted his chin.

“You are undoubtedly strong. Strong enough to carry confidence with pride. However, that confidence must never become complacency. When you venture on a mission, even if your opponent appears as a rabbit, wield your blade as though facing a lion. Pour your full strength into every moment.”

Unlike Valdemar, Karun offered his counsel in a respectful tone—advice truly necessary for the Gwangpung Corps.

“…We are grateful for your counsel.”

Raon held Karun’s gaze for a moment before bowing his head.

Tap.

Glen raised his hand and struck his own forehead. Both of his sons had already delivered the first blessing and the first piece of advice respectively.
The words he had prepared in advance melted away like snow in his mind.

“Go… and return safely.”

In the end, he could not bring himself to speak the words he had prepared, and merely waved his hand weakly.

“Sigh….”

Rimer, understanding the situation, shook his head with a wry smile.

“Yes. We will all return safely.”

I made a solemn vow and took a sword salute stance before leaving the Audience Chamber.

“That’s incredible. How did you manage to raise those kids all the way to Master?”

Valdemar let out a hollow laugh, remarking that the Gwangpung Corps had reached Master rank faster than he had.

“But why the sudden advice, brother? Have you finally come to your senses?”
“Is that something that should come from your mouth?”

Karun snorted and turned away.

“I know all about it! You called Burren separately and taught him privately! What changed your mind?”

Valdemar followed alongside Karun with a teasing grin, snickering.

“Keep your pointless chatter confined to your own head.”

Karun shoved Valdemar away and stood in the center of the Audience Chamber.

“Head of House. I shall take my leave now.”
“Ah, me too! I have matters to attend to.”

As the two bowed their heads to Glen and moved to exit the Audience Chamber, the door slammed shut with violent force.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

Glen’s eyes blazed crimson as if gazing upon an enemy, his voice cutting through the air like ice.

“You two stay.”

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