The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 786

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Chapter 786

[All ability stats increase by 30 points.]
[The trait 【Gambling Spirit Operation】 is created.]
[The rank of trait 【Water Attribute Resistance】 increases.]
[The rank of trait 【Demonic Energy Adaptation】 increases.]
[The rank of trait 【Water Attribute Affinity】 increases.]
[The rank of trait 【Eyes of Wrath】 increases.]
[The rank of trait 【Seolhwa’s Veil】 increases.]

Raon swallowed hard as I gazed at 【Gambling Spirit Operation】 among the messages flooding the void.

‘Gambling Spirit Operation?’

Gambling Spirit was a special force that only Eden Ghosts or the highest-tier monsters could wield. I couldn’t fathom why this power, forbidden to humans, had manifested within me.

‘Wait… could it be?’

With my eyes closed, I recalled Murka’s final moments. He had allowed Sia’s soul to mature according to her age, then transferred the remaining energy to me.

It seemed Murka had not merely elevated the grade of my soul, but had also imparted the power of Gambling Spirit.

‘Murka.’

I bit my lips deeply.

‘You, until the very end….’

Despite being betrayed by humans, he had staked his own soul and chosen to believe in humanity once more. Murka was a true king possessed of a noble spirit.

‘Thank you. And I’m sorry.’

I bowed respectfully toward Murka, whose essence dwelt within my soul. There was nothing more I could say but gratitude.

-You, you obtained Gambling Spirit too?

Wrath’s eyes widened as he saw the message.

-That damned orc! Why did he pass on the Royal Aura to me! In the Demon Realm, only those Balrog bastards use the Royal Aura!

He waved both arms frantically, muttering that he’d go mad and jump eight feet high.

‘I know. I have no idea why he passed it to me either.’

I exhaled softly and examined the contents of 【Royal Aura Operation】.

【Royal Aura Operation】
When emotions surge, draw forth the Royal Aura dwelling within the soul.

‘The Royal Aura?’

The aura Murka had passed on seemed to be no ordinary energy.

‘However….’

The phrase about needing surging emotions bothered me. Since I felt no power at all in my current calm state, it seemed I couldn’t use it while at peace.

‘This will be difficult to use.’
-You fool!

Wrath clicked his tongue in exasperation.

-Didn’t the wrath you now breathe with like second nature move wildly out of control at first? Kekeke!

He furrowed his brow, saying that if I kept colliding with it like wrath, I’d eventually be able to use it freely.

‘That’s true enough.’

I nodded, looking at Wrath. Just as he said, when I first received wrath, it was agonizing beyond measure, but now I could wield it as freely as my own power.

Since I’d even absorbed the power of the Demon Lords, I felt certain I could make the Royal Aura my own strength as well.

‘Thanks. You’re right, it does help.’

I lightly patted Wrath’s head and laughed.

-H-help? Ugh….

Wrath’s lips trembled as he finally realized he had offered advice.

-I-I didn’t help you! It’s just that you were so frustrating I had no choice! Cough!

He insisted it wasn’t the case and turned his head away sharply.

-And once you’re done, go eat some ice cream!
‘Just a bit more.’

Raon pushed the ice cream box aside and checked the reward messages he had received earlier.

[You have drawn forth the true power of 【Wrath】.]
[You have achieved victory against an overwhelmingly superior opponent.]
[You have accomplished the impossible.]
[All stats increase by 40 points.]
[The trait 【Focus】 has increased in rank.]
[The trait 【Seolhwa Absorption】 has increased in rank.]
[The trait 【Seolhwa Rejection】 has increased in rank.]
[The trait 【Sanctity Blooming from Darkness】 has increased in rank.]

Since these were rewards from the war, my stats had risen by 40 points, and my traits had grown evenly.

‘Excellent.’
-Ugh….

Raon watched Wrath gradually transform into strawberry-flavored cotton candy as he checked the final message.

[The title 【Unbreakable】 has been enhanced to 【Overcomer of the Impossible】.]

【Overcomer of the Impossible】
A title given to those who have defeated an enemy beyond their current capabilities.
Ability: When fighting an opponent stronger than yourself, your stats and momentum increase.

It seemed the power of my original title had been strengthened thanks to killing Tacheon, a transcendent being.

-This isn’t right!

Wrath raised his chin as he looked at the 【Overcomer of the Impossible】 title.

-This fool didn’t win on his own—he borrowed the True Demon King’s power! With the True Demon King’s strength, even a neighborhood Maltese could kill that masked bastard! Kekek!

I shook my head vigorously at what he was doing.

‘My conscience is pricking me a bit. But….’

I shrugged as I watched Wrath trembling violently.

‘I’ve already taken it. What can I do? Go ahead and take it back if you can.’
-Grraaaagh! You damn brat!

As Wrath shrieked and rushed at me, I pulled out a yellow pearl-shaped ice cream and popped it into my mouth.

Ahhhh.

The cool chill swept through my mouth along with the fragrant mango and sweet banana flavors.
The texture was crispy like sherbet, making the fruity taste even more pronounced.

-Hooooh….

Wrath stopped mid-punch and deflated like a punctured balloon.

-The harmony of mango and banana is exquisite! To achieve such a subtle flavor balance, the genius who created this ice cream deserves to be my subordinate!

He rubbed his own cheeks and declared that he would make the owner of the pearl ice cream shop his subordinate. Of course, his taste descriptions were still pathetic.

‘Next….’

I popped a mint chocolate ice cream topped with white chocolate into my mouth.

‘This one’s nothing special.’

Unfortunately, only the white chocolate was on top, and there was no real difference in taste. It was still cool and bitter.

-Nothing special? The cleaner chocolate flavor makes the mint chocolate even more refreshing, doesn’t it?

Wrath muttered that I had no taste and furrowed his brow.

‘Yeah, yeah. You’re right.’

Raon chuckled softly and pointed at the two remaining ice creams.

‘You’ve tried both now, so the choice should be easy, right? Which one do you want this time?’
-The old saying holds true—mint chocolate it is!

Wrath shook his plump fist eagerly, urging me to eat.

‘Very well.’

I consumed both remaining ice creams while listening to Wrath’s enthusiastic clamoring, then set the box down on the floor.

-This is what life is all about! Without these pearl ice creams, the True Demon King would never have existed!

Wrath contentedly patted his now-distended belly.

‘You couldn’t decide at first, but you’re quick to choose now.’

I nodded while perched on the edge of the bed.

-Ah, because of that choice, there’s something I wanted to tell you.
‘Something you wanted to tell me?’
-Didn’t the True Demon King tell you to sit anywhere in the Dining Hall?
‘Are you still bringing that up? Back then, there was no choice but to….’
-That’s not it.

Wrath shook his head with a grave expression, as if summoning his true self.

-If a day comes when you must choose between the lives of those two, what will you do?
‘What do you mean by that….’
-The two old men, or your mother and your sister. Your father and your older sister. There may come a day when you must weigh the lives of two or three against each other.

I swallowed hard, meeting Wrath’s eyes that carried an ominous weight.

-You throw your own life away without hesitation, but before the lives of your subordinates or family, you become irresolute.

Wrath lowered his chin, and the brilliant gleam in his eyes dimmed.

-It would be wise to think carefully on this. As you yourself have said, not every moment can be filled with happiness.
‘….’

Raon fell into quiet contemplation as he listened to Wrath’s final words.

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Raon set out for a walk to clear his muddled thoughts.
As I headed toward Bekmang Mountain, a visitor stood before the Lake.

It was Edgar. I had expected him to be with Sylvia, but he was wielding his sword near the Lake.

‘Is that the Demonic Sword Technique?’
-It’s a bit different from your swordsmanship, isn’t it?

Wrath yawned and shook his head.

‘It looks like the origin.’

Unlike myself, who learned swordsmanship from the Martial Scripture, the tip of Edgar’s sword was alive.
Since it was instructive, I observed his sword path from behind.

Whoooosh!

As Edgar’s sword continued its weighty movements, as if searching for light within darkness, it suddenly twisted and snapped toward the ground.

“Ugh….”

Edgar fell to his knees, gripping his trembling wrist.

“Are you alright?”

Raon rushed to the Lake and caught Edgar as he was about to collapse.

“I’m, I’m fine.”

Edgar shook his head with an awkward smile.

“That Death Knight bastard suddenly got in the way.”

He brushed off his trembling wrist as if it were nothing and pushed himself to his feet.

“This is the perfect opportunity to eliminate the Death Knight lingering in the mindscape.”

Raon clenched his fists as he looked at Edgar.

“If I ask Merlin for help, it shouldn’t be difficult….”

The moment I spoke Merlin’s name, the Lake split open with a brilliant blue light.

“Did you call me?”

Merlin, draped in a black robe, burst forth from the Lake that had been cleaved in two.

-Kyaaaaaaah!

Wrath, who had been sprawled across my head complaining about his full belly, leapt up like a marlin caught on a fishing hook.

-Mad Woman! She’s truly mad! Insane!

He shrieked in terror and fled into the ice flower bracelet.

“Y-yes, why are you there….”

I was equally startled, and together with Edgar, I stepped back and swallowed hard.

“I didn’t know when you’d call, so I was waiting.”

Merlin shook the water from her wet robe and smiled brightly.

“Ha. Hehe. Hehehehe….”

Edgar also let out an awkward laugh, bewildered, his eyes darting in all directions.

“Father. Don’t worry. If I help, it will be over quickly.”

Merlin approached Edgar and licked her lips. Still wearing the Old Woman’s mask, she appeared all the more terrifying.

“The magic you used on the young lady….”
“No, it’s fine.”

Edgar shook his head firmly, contrary to the fear evident in his expression.

“Pardon? But why….”

Raon posed the question to Edgar in Merlin’s stead.

“If the Death Knight’s soul remains within your mindscape, wouldn’t that be troublesome….”
“I want to overcome it with my own strength.”

Edgar struck his own left chest with his clenched fist.

“The Death Knight dominated my soul for decades. The bastard is damnably strong. Honestly, I’m still terrified.”

His eyelids trembled, betraying genuine fear.

“That’s why I want to overcome it myself. No—I have to. If I can’t even do this, I won’t be able to move forward.”

Edgar declared that he would personally suppress the Death Knight to protect Sylvia and Sia. It was a vow that resonated deeply.

“Then I understand.”

Raon nodded, exchanging a smile with Edgar.

“Thank you for understanding.”

Edgar grasped Raon’s hand in gratitude for accepting his decision.

“I know it must feel strange having a father appear so suddenly, but I look forward to working with you from now on.”
“I look forward to it as well.”

As Raon bowed his head and firmly grasped Edgar’s hand, a pale hand came to rest upon theirs.

“I look forward to it too, Father.”

Merlin, beaming brightly beneath the Old Woman’s mask, clasped both Edgar’s and Raon’s hands simultaneously.

“Hehehehe….”

Edgar shook his head, his eyes trembling.

“Son. What on earth have you done?”

He gestured rapidly, as if pleading for me to stop.

“….”

I simply squeezed my eyes shut.

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In the dawn when everyone slept.

I sat alone in the Training Ground and attempted to draw forth the fighting spirit dwelling within my soul.

Yet the fighting spirit seemed deaf to my will, not stirring in the slightest.

Kugugugu!

Instead, only the rage that had surged dramatically thanks to Wrath erupted uncontrollably.

-Hm?

Wrath, sensing the movement of rage, rubbed his eyes and burst forth from the bracelet.

-What are you doing now? Are you challenging the True Demon King?

He narrowed his eyes as if asking whether I wanted to give it a try.

‘No, the fighting spirit won’t move.’
-Fighting spirit?

Wrath snorted at Raon.

-Why are you stirring up anger when you’re supposed to draw out fighting spirit?
‘It’s only because my anger has grown thanks to someone that it’s slipped beyond my control.’

Raon lowered his hand, saying he had no intention of drawing out anger.

Gooooooo!

As I resonated the ring of fire to elevate the soul’s grade, the anger that had been raging wildly began to settle slowly.

-It’s a bizarre ability no matter how many times I see it. Kekek.

Wrath ground his teeth as if annoyed.

After completely suppressing the anger, Raon tried to operate fighting spirit again, but it still wouldn’t budge.

‘This isn’t easy.’
-Don’t even think about spouting weak words!

Wrath furrowed his nose bridge in irritation.

-I can’t stand seeing someone wielding the True Demon King’s anger struggle with something like fighting spirit! Kekek!

He ground his teeth, insisting I pull it out no matter what.

‘That’s true.’

I chuckled. Hearing Wrath’s roar kindled a fierce determination within me.

‘Let me loosen up my body first.’

Since my stats had risen by 70 in such a short time, it seemed best to start with sword training to adapt to the physical changes.

As I was loosening up with basic swordplay and about to unfold the Mad Woman’s Sword, the Training Ground door opened and Lectar entered.

“Lectar… ah, Grandfather.”

I lowered the Heavenly Sword and bowed my head to Lectar.

“Call me whatever feels comfortable.”

Lectar shook his head as if it were no trouble at all.

“I didn’t adjust to it at first either.”

He smiled gently with understanding.

“Yes, understood.”

I nodded. Like Glen, I still found it difficult to naturally call Lectar and Edgar “grandfather” and “father.”

“Are you training with the sword?”
“Yes. My body has recovered well, so I’m resuming my training.”
“A fine attitude. A swordsman must adapt to his own body, not the blade itself.”

Lectar nodded with satisfaction and stepped back, gesturing for me to continue.

I bowed to Lectar and unfolded the Madness Slash, Snowwind Sword Form, Spear Heaven Sword, and Demonic Sword before bringing down the Heavenly Sword. My body felt lighter, making the sword combinations faster and cleaner. A smile naturally bloomed on my face at the joy of growth.
Thanks to my lighter body, my sword techniques flow faster and cleaner. I naturally smiled at the joy of growing stronger.

“…I made some improvements after observing Father’s swordsmanship.”
“That foolish bastard may be useless at other things, but he has talent in swordsmanship.”
“That idiot may not know anything else, but he’s got talent when it comes to swordsmanship.”

Lectar nodded as if he had learned the lesson well.

“The Head of House advised me to observe and learn various sword techniques, so I’m doing my best to master as many martial arts as possible.”
“Then I know just the place for you.”
“Then I know just the perfect place for you.”

He curled up his lips as if he had caught something good.

“Are you thinking about going?”

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