The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 783

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Chapter 783

“Of course it’s Oma here!”

A one-armed old man with a sharp expression slammed the table and shouted.

“The Five Emperors don’t even treat us as human beings! Since Oma is pushing back the Five Emperors across the entire Continent, now is the right time to choose Oma!”

He spoke of Oma as the answer for the Divine Continent Five Regions to expand their influence, his white eyebrows furrowing.

“Oma are evil beings that transcend mere ugliness.”

A blonde woman with sharp eyes shook her head calmly.

“Trusting demons whose front and back are completely different is no different from suicide. They will surely use our strength and then discard us without hesitation.”

She spoke of her inability to trust Oma, her eyes closing.

“I don’t care either way, as long as I can fight fiercely.”

A blue-haired middle-aged man in casual attire caressed the spear resting on the table and licked his lips.

“My frustration has been building up quite deeply lately.”

He muttered about living a life of endless disappointment as he drank directly from a bottle.

“That’s the problem with battle maniacs. They don’t think at all.”

The one-armed old man clicked his tongue and turned his gaze toward the center of the table.

“Heekyuk Je. What do you think?”

He tilted his chin toward the silhouette shrouded in darkness.

“All three of your opinions are reasonable.”

Heekyuk Je Ariel, possessing beauty so radiant that even sunlight seemed dim by comparison, leaned forward with a smile.

“We cannot simply remain idle like this, and we must choose one of the two factions. However….”

She raised her finger while gazing at the other leaders of the Divine Continent Five Regions.

“Let us postpone our decision for now.”
“But time is not on our side, is it?”

Akgeomhu Bridget, the blonde woman, narrowed her eyes sharply.

“Right now, the Five Emperors and Oma are conducting an auction to obtain the power of the Divine Continent Five Regions.”

Heekyuk Je Ariel met the eyes of Guisalchang Kern, Akgeomhu Bridget, and Sageomma Dreck in turn.

“In an auction, time continues to extend until a final bid is made.”

He gazed at the map of the Continent being divided between the Five Emperors and Oma, then curled his lips upward.

“We need not rush. We can move after confirming which side brings greater rewards.”

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“Sigh….”

The moment I heard Helen’s words, I rushed toward Pedrick’s Residence.
But I did not open the door immediately, instead catching my breath before it.

-Why aren’t you going in!

Wrath muttered that he wanted to see Mother, waving his hand about.

‘I’m a bit nervous.’

Sylvia was one thing, but I couldn’t think of what to say to Lectar and Edgar. My lips and mind felt frozen.

-Family resolves everything once you meet them!

Wrath pushed me forward, urging me to enter.

‘Alright, I understand.’

I nodded awkwardly and stepped into Pedrick’s Residence.

“You’ve arrived.”

Pedrick smiled and pointed toward the infirmary where three people were gathered, as if urging me to go in.

“Thank you.”

I bowed to Pedrick and entered Sylvia’s infirmary. I had been quite anxious, but the scene that greeted me upon entering was far different from what I had anticipated.
I was very nervous, but the scenery I saw upon entering was completely different from what I had expected.

“You damn bastard!”

Sylvia was stepping on Edgar’s back with her foot, her brow furrowed.

“Ah, well, that’s…”
“What were we supposed to do if you died alone? How were we supposed to live after losing you again?”
“If you die alone, what are we supposed to do! If I lose you again, how am I supposed to live!”

She stomped her feet like a storm without listening to Edgar’s words.

“Well, I had no choice. I couldn’t think of anything else but saving you and Father! You threw yourself into danger to save me and Sia too! It’s the same thing!”

Edgar shook his head, saying he still didn’t regret choosing to save Lectar and Sylvia.

“That’s not all of it! If he were alive, he would have contacted us no matter what! Either Raon, me, or Father!”

Sylvia now glared at Edgar with her fists raised.

“N-no, that’s not true! My body wouldn’t move, and there were Monsters everywhere so I couldn’t do anything. I’m still fighting that damn Death Knight’s spirit right now!”

Edgar shook his head vigorously, saying that he had his own circumstances to deal with.

“Edgar. Shut up. He’s right about all of it.”

Lectar sided with Sylvia rather than Edgar, his brow furrowing with concern.

“I heard everything Father said. It’s all your fault. All of it….”

Sylvia collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face, unable to throw the punch she’d drawn back.
It seemed she didn’t truly wish to blame Edgar—rather, she was crushed beneath the weight of her fear of losing family once more.

“I’m sorry….”

Understanding her heart, Edgar embraced Sylvia while repeating his apologies.

-Mother! Do not worry! The True Demon King shall protect you henceforth!

Wrath flew over and perched atop Sylvia’s head.

“Heh.”

I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. With her hair disheveled, Wrath looked like a baby bird nestled in its nest.

“R-Raon!”

Lectar finally noticed me and his eyes widened.

“Raon! Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”

Sylvia pushed Edgar away and rushed toward me, examining my entire body.

“You didn’t do anything strange for my sake, did you? If you did something like that, I couldn’t bear to live.”

Edgar clasped his hands together, pleading that I hadn’t done anything strange.

“Raon. I heard you’ve accomplished much.”

Lectar raised himself from the bed.

“Tell me what has transpired during this time.”

His pale brows lowered as he showed more concern for my condition than his own.

“Ah, Sia! What happened to Sia? She’s alive, right?”

Sylvia clasped her hands together as if pleading for me to confirm that she was alive.

Despite having just awakened, I drew a faint smile seeing the three of them prioritize my and Sia’s wellbeing over their own concerns.

‘Is this what family truly is?’

Lectar, Sylvia, and Edgar had thought of family before their own physical condition or aura. I came to understand once more what genuine family truly meant.

“You have many questions, so let me answer them all at once.”

I turned my back, observing the trembling eyes of the three of them.

“Follow me.”

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I entered the Audience Chamber with Sylvia, Edgar, and Lectar.

“I was waiting.”

Glen Zigheart rose from the Jade Throne as if he had anticipated my arrival.

“Father.”
“We, we greet you, Father….”

Sylvia and Edgar lowered their postures as if about to kneel before Glen Zigheart.

“The greetings are done. Come with me.”

Glen Zigheart exchanged a glance with Lectar before descending into the Underground first.

“Let us go.”

I guided the three of them down to the underground chamber where Sia was being kept.

“Ah! Sia! Sia!”

The moment Sylvia saw Sia, she rushed to the bed and embraced her tightly.

“I never thought I’d be able to touch Sia with my own hands again….”

Edgar stood beside Sylvia, gently grasping Sia’s hand as she remained unconscious.

“This child is my granddaughter….”

Lectar simply stared at her, his lips trembling as if he could feel the suffering Sia had endured.

“Wait? That fierce, violent aura Sia had—it’s gone?”

Edgar’s jaw quivered as he noticed the change in Sia.

“Did you really push back the Green-haired Queen?”

He turned to me, his eyes gleaming with hope.

“Yes, truly.”

Sylvia swallowed hard as she sensed the pure, serene energy now emanating from Sia.

“Raon. What happened all this time?”

She bit her lip as if pleading for an explanation.

“It’s quite a long story.”

I told the three of them to sit, then stood before them.

“Thanks to Lectar’s intervention in stopping the gem’s explosion, we survived, but the aftershock couldn’t be contained, and my mother was gravely injured. After that….”

I met their eyes in turn and briefly explained everything that had transpired.

“…and that’s how we were able to restore my sister’s soul. Though truthfully, it wasn’t something I did—it was Murka’s doing.”

Raon stepped back after telling them how Murka had saved Sia’s soul.

“A benefactor and a saint.”

Edgar exhaled heavily while holding Sia’s hand.

“He leaves behind a debt so profound that a lifetime of gratitude would not suffice, and yet he departs like this….”

He clenched his teeth, lamenting that he had not been able to express his thanks to Murka.

“If only we had met him a little sooner….”

Sylvia sighed, expressing regret that she had not been able to meet Murka.

“Raon. There’s something I’m curious about.”

Lectar, who had been quietly observing Sia, spoke for the first time.

“Tacheon wasn’t even caught in the explosion. How did you manage to defeat him?”

His eyes narrowed as if he could not comprehend Tacheon’s disappearance.

-Hmm….

Wrath swallowed dryly, realizing it was now time for his own story to be told.

“I shall explain that part now.”

Raon took a step back. Even Glen, who had waited despite knowing of the Demon King’s existence, opened his mouth to speak, looking at the four of them so they could all hear.

“When Tacheon tried to kill us in our defenseless state, I borrowed power from a friend.”

Raon touched the ice flower bracelet and wet his lips.

“A friend?”
“What kind of friend could possibly defeat Tacheon?”

Lectar and Sylvia widened their eyes in disbelief.

“….”

Edgar, having anticipated this to some degree, closed his mouth that had been running ceaselessly.

-I’m, I’m a bit embarrassed….

Wrath twisted his body, sensing that all eyes had turned toward him.

‘There’s no need to be embarrassed.’

I stroked Wrath’s head and shook my head.

‘Thanks to you, the people here were able to survive.’

Though I received help from many during this war, the greatest contribution came undoubtedly from Wrath.
Without him, everyone except Glen would have been either kidnapped or killed by Tacheon—he was truly the primary architect of our victory.

“He is a Demon Lord.”

I steeled myself and revealed Wrath’s true identity.

“A, a Demon Lord?”
“A Demon Lord?”

Sylvia and Lectar’s eyes widened so far they seemed ready to split, as if they had never even imagined such a thing.

“Yes. I borrowed power from my Demon Lord to fight Tacheon.”
“Wait, no. If you borrowed power from a Demon Lord, you’d have to offer your soul!”

Sylvia shrieked and rushed forward, embracing me.

“No! Absolutely not! Take mine instead!”

She, having only recently awakened, wailed that she would die in my place.

“Hmm, it seems he didn’t actually offer his soul.”

Lectar exhaled softly, regaining his composure at the sight of my calm demeanor.

“Yes. It’s not a soul, but….”

I chuckled as I watched Wrath’s face flush red.

“All you need to do is provide delicious food.”
“W-what? Food?”
“Just food is all it takes?”
“Th-that’s….”

This time, not just Sylvia and Lectar, but Edgar and Glen Zigheart also dropped their jaws in astonishment.

“Especially the cooking my mother makes at the Annex Building. That’s what it enjoys.”

I waved my hand, explaining that this Demon Lord only needed its appetite satisfied.

“Wh-what?”

Sylvia blinked blankly, unable to comprehend the current situation.

“Wait! Then I survived because of a Demon Lord’s power too?”

Edgar patted his chest, finally understanding how he had come back to life.

“Ah, that was a different Demon Lord.”
“T-two Demon Lords….”

Sylvia collapsed into her chair, looking dizzy.

“My son is friends with Demon Lords. And there are two of them….”
“Kuh!”

Meanwhile, Edgar let out an exclamation and raised his fist triumphantly.

“Father! Did you hear! My grandson is friends with Demon Lords! I’ve never even seen a Demon Lord, but my grandson is dining with one! This is something that will go down in history!”

He spread his arms wide with a delighted grin.

“Good heavens! You foolish man!”

Sylvia furrowed her brow and struck Edgar on the back.
Though they had been apart for over twenty years, the scent of a couple who had lived together continuously lingered between them. I found myself smiling.

“Raon.”

Lectar stepped forward and gazed at me.

“So your friend is here now?”
“Yes.”

I nodded calmly.

“He’s watching over me from my side.”

As I spoke, I touched Wrath’s shoulder—he was trembling slightly.

“I see.”

Lectar straightened his clothes and knelt on his left knee before Wrath.

“In the name of the Holy Sword Union Master Lectar, I offer my gratitude to the Demon Lord.”

Even after learning that Wrath was a Demon Lord, he bowed his head in thanks.

“That’s right. That should come first.”

Edgar struck his own cheek and assumed the same posture beside Lectar.

“Demon Lord. Thank you for saving my son and daughter.”

He smiled warmly and offered his gratitude to Wrath.

“If there is anything you wish to eat, please tell us anytime.”

Sylvia also bowed and bent her waist in gratitude.

“Thank you for protecting everyone. Truly….”

She thanked him for helping her son, her eyes reddening with emotion.

“Thank you.”

Glen stepped forward between the three of us and dropped to one knee.

“In the name of the Head of House Zigheart, I wish to express my gratitude to you.”

He bowed his head, saying he was equally grateful.

-Well, the True Demon King was just….

Wrath’s lips trembled as if he hadn’t expected to receive such gratitude.

-I only did it because I could! Because it was annoying!

He spun around abruptly, his nose flushed red.

‘Are you crying?’
-C-Crying? Of course not! It’s just… this is the first time so many humans have thanked me despite knowing my true identity. I was simply taken aback!

Wrath cried out that he was merely surprised, sniffling loudly.

It was only natural, he proclaimed confidently—yet here he was, embarrassed. Truly a peculiar Demon Lord.

‘You deserve it.’

I smiled and patted Wrath on the back.

“…and to you too, Raon.”

Glen rose to his feet and offered me a warm smile.

“Me? But why….”
“Even with the Demon Lord’s power, defeating Tacheon was no simple feat. You’ve endured much.”

As he spoke, he gently stroked my head—not as the cold patriarch, but as a father protecting his family.

“I feel the same way.”

Lectar gazed at me with warm eyes and took my hand.

“You must be exhausted more than anyone, yet you fought without surrendering until the very end. Thank you.”

He wore the same benevolent smile he had when teaching Raon swordsmanship.

“No, sir. I also… it was simply my duty to do so.”

Raon waved his hand and bowed his head to Glen Zigheart and Lectar.

“….”

Sylvia watched Raon exchanging greetings with his two grandfathers, and the tears she had been holding back finally fell.

“Well, we can’t express our gratitude with words alone, can we? Both you and the Demon Lord. Is there anything you need?”

Edgar raised his hand as if asking Raon to inquire about Wrath’s wishes.

-What’s the point of asking!

Wrath lifted his head while wiping away the mucus dripping from his nose.

-Food! And I need mountains upon mountains of dishes that even I cannot finish! Bring the entire pearl ice cream shop here!

He patted his round belly, demanding that the Patriarch’s Hall be filled with food.

“It seems he wants to hold a party. One with many dishes.”

Raon nodded, saying that was all there was to it.

-Don’t simplify it like that! Say it properly!

Wrath grabbed Raon’s hair, insisting he relay his words exactly as spoken.

“Ah, so you’re the Demon Lord of Gluttony!”

Edgar laughed, finally understanding.

-That’s not it!

Wrath let out a sharp cry as he looked at Edgar.

-Don’t you dare compare me to that gluttonous fool! I am the Lord of Wrath!

Wrath shook his head vigorously, insisting on the correction.

‘Gluttony. Actually, gluttony does fit.’

I couldn’t help but chuckle as I watched the agitated Wrath and Edgar going on about gluttony.

-Ugh, I want to freeze all of you solid, but since I received words of gratitude, I’ll refrain… for today.

It was the moment when Wrath said he would hold back for just one day, his nose wrinkling in displeasure.

Whoooosh!

Silver frost bloomed from the empty air, wrapping around Wrath in an instant.

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