The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79

Despite his late departure, Rimer had arrived near Sebu Village before the trainees.

Naturally, he had identified Eden’s minions occupying Sebu Mountain, and now he watched them while wrestling with a decision.

Should he eliminate the threat, or should he allow the children to grow through this trial?

‘Perhaps I should trust Raon once.’

In truth, had Raon not existed, I would have eliminated Eden without hesitation.

They were truly mad—willing to sacrifice their own lives for their purpose.

But Raon was a genius even I couldn’t fully comprehend.

I sensed that through this mission, Raon and the trainees might grow to new heights.

‘I should watch.’

As a master, it was my duty to open the path for my disciples to flourish.

Rimer followed the trainees heading toward the village, his eyes never leaving them, ready to act at any moment.

And among those following was Red-eyed Ghost, Eden’s scout.

‘There’s no way he could notice me.’

Red-eyed Ghost observed from a distance, separated from the children, prepared for any unforeseen danger.
Even if there was a slight presence, the children at their current level couldn’t possibly detect it.

But then.
Raon sensed something and handed command to Burren, then subtly released his aura and began observing his surroundings.

‘That guy really is….’

It was more surprising than ever.
The ability to perceive one’s surroundings using aura was called spiritual sensing, and I possessed a gift for it that was abnormally developed.

‘A hexagon.’

Martial arts, aura, physical strength, mental fortitude, and spiritual sensing—I was an unpolished gem possessing every talent a swordsman should have.

Rimer suppressed his excitement and kept watch over Eden’s movements.

Contrary to expectations, Eden did not attack the trainees, but instead threw monsters at them in a manner that allowed them to establish adequate credit and withdraw.

‘They’re hiding something.’

Rather than protecting the children as an instructor would, it seemed they were after something in this place and deliberately avoided touching the children.

They fear Zigheart’s support.

It appeared he would need to thoroughly search this place after sending the children back.

I was aware that someone was observing me, yet I did not move. I became one of the ordinary trainees, slew the monster, received the villagers’ cheers, and departed the village.

‘Hmm….’

Were they withdrawing?

That wasn’t necessarily bad.
Recognizing the difference in power between oneself and one’s opponent and withdrawing was also the wise bearing of a martial artist.

However, my subsequent actions diverged completely from Rimer’s predictions.

The moment the Red-eyed Ghost separated, I stopped and revealed the truth to everyone, immediately requesting reinforcements from the branch.

Returning to Sebu Village, I witnessed the monsters attacking the village and even deduced that Eden was behind it.

Upon hearing my words, Rimer clicked his tongue.

To reach Eden based merely on observing the observer and the use of monsters—my intellect had transcended the bounds of an ordinary criminal.

I waited, while Burren and Lunan drew their blades and rushed forward to save the village.

‘That’s what children should look like.’

The trainees rushing forward to save people displayed the bearing of heroes and true Zigheart swordsmen.

They held their ground against the advancing Green Warriors and protected the village through fierce combat.

However.
It was not the trainees who captured Rimer’s attention, but Raon.

After realizing the enemy was hiding, he concealed his presence and never revealed himself until the very end.
This was not the kind of patience a fifteen-year-old should possess.

Rather than a swordsman fighting on the front lines, I saw the figure of a king seated upon a throne, surveying all below him.

‘The qualities of a king.’

Just as I had sensed before, Raon possessed the makings of a Zigheart king.

The fierce battle between the Green Warriors and the children continued, and following Raon’s commands, Martha struck from behind, ultimately securing victory.

But then a Green Warrior who had been hiding deep within the mountain emerged, and the situation shifted dramatically.

The trainees could not withstand even a single strike from the Green Warrior and collapsed, coughing blood.

It was only natural.
The Green Warrior was a formidable Expert-rank warrior.

Rimer drew his blade and stood ready beside the children, prepared to move at any moment.

‘He still won’t move?’

Even as Burren, Lunan, and Martha faced certain death, Raon did not appear.

‘I have no choice.’

I decided to step in and block the Green Warrior when Raon moved.

His movements were like those of a shadow—swift and imperceptible. He approached undetected and brought his blade down toward the Green Warrior’s neck.

‘Heh….’

A hollow laugh escaped me. Though I hadn’t severed his neck, my blade had cleaved through his arm in a single strike—a killing blow born from enlightenment.

Despite losing his arm, the Green Warrior had wielded formidable aura to turn the tide of battle, yet he fell as a corpse before my blade, now elevated to a new realm.

‘Hahaha!’

Rimer burst into uncontrollable laughter. A true monster. Raon Zigheart was the Continent’s greatest swordsman, bearing the qualities to become a tyrant king.

He had to be protected and nurtured properly, no matter the cost.

‘Truly, there’s no end to this one.’

He rose with a smile. Now it was time for his own work.

After the Green Warrior fell, Rimer systematically eliminated every Red-eyed Ghost fleeing Sebu Mountain. He couldn’t allow word of this place to spread.

He thoroughly surveyed Sebu Village and Sebu Mountain, confirming there were no remaining threats before returning.

Raon had awakened from his unconsciousness, and whether from the enlightenment gained in battle or not, the boy had grown noticeably stronger. He would likely be able to wield sword aura now.

“I’m not sure if I would have noticed something like that.”

Fearing that Raon’s aura perception might expose his clumsy concealment, Rimer withdrew further away.

‘Time to head back.’

Once dawn broke, the reinforcements Crain had summoned would arrive, and with no remaining threats, it seemed safe to depart.

More than anything, he wanted to report Raon’s exploits to Glen immediately.

‘Well then….’

After confirming the children were safe, Rimer returned to the family estate. As he moved swiftly toward Zigheart with light steps, a formidable aura erupted from Sebu Village.

‘This aura….’

It was an aura he’d felt before—a powerful sword aura that had reached the Master realm.

‘Damn it!’

Rimer drew upon his full power and sprinted toward the village. His speed was tremendous, yet it felt as sluggish as a snail’s crawl.

Each thunderous sound that erupted from the village pierced his chest with anguish.

As he ran, Lunan, Burren, and Martha came into view.
Seeing them under assault by two ogres, he drew his blade.

Whoooosh!

With a wind-laden sword, he severed both ogres simultaneously.

Before their heads could fall, Rimer’s eyes sought Raon’s location.

Lunan pointed toward the village with his gaze.
In the eyes of a child whose emotions ran shallow, so much was contained.

Rimer clenched his teeth and charged into the village.

Green Warriors and monsters rushed at him along the way, but he cut through them all, pressing forward.

And then he was struck with horror.
Raon, in that small and youthful frame, was enduring the relentless assault of Gwahyeolgwi, Eden’s monstrous terror.
His left arm hung broken and limp, his waist carved open, yet even as he dragged his leg, he refused to release his sword.
It was awe-inspiring. It was reverence.

Rimer understood with absolute clarity.
In this very moment.
He would follow and protect that young child—no, that young king—for the rest of his life.

Whoooosh!

His blade, now infused with this newfound loyalty, intercepted Gwahyeolgwi’s fist.

“You’ve arrived late.”

Raon smiled as though he had known all along that Rimer would come.

“I apologize. I overslept.”

Rimer replied in his usual manner.

“Leave it to me now.”

With those words, he pushed back the Gwahyeolgwi’s fist.

Crash!

The sight of a fist like stone being repelled by a thin blade was a spectacle in itself.

“The Zigheart’s Light Sword!”
“It’s been a while, baldy.”

Rimer did not lose his smile even before the Gwahyeolgwi’s savage aura. He waved his hand as if greeting an old friend.

“How dare you show your face here!”
“I couldn’t stand by and watch cute little saplings get trampled by a bald brute like you.”
“Sending a wretch like you on a mission—the Zigheart have truly declined!”

The Gwahyeolgwi spread both fists, crimson aura blazing, in a wide arc.

Crash!

A crimson wave surged forth, and a terrifying storm of aura came crashing down.

“Hm!”

Rimer brought down the young sword with a green aura in a diagonal slash. The strong energy flowed down to the right like water running through a drainage channel.

“It’s just a baseless rumor. Change your sources. Your organization’s intelligence is still slow.”
“Anyone can see your balance is broken.”
“Anyone can see that your balance is completely off.”

Gwahyeolgwi let out a soft chuckle. It was merely a single expression of emotion, yet the air seemed to vibrate.

“What do we do about this? Instead of a rescue team, a puppy has come to be eaten together with us.”

The creature sneered at Raon, who couldn’t even stand properly behind him.

“Whether you’re a mere pup or Cerberus guarding the depths of hell—I’ll find out before this ends!”

Rimer parried the descending blade with an upward strike from the right. A fierce wind erupted, tearing across Gwahyeolgwi’s shoulder.

Splash!

Blood sprayed from Gwahyeolgwi’s shoulder, but it began to mend instantly, as though time itself had reversed.

“Your blade once carried a murderous intent so potent it was suffocating. But not anymore.”

Gwahyeolgwi launched from the ground, shattering through the wall of wind Rimer had conjured.

“You’ve grown weak. Your blade cannot cut me down!”

With those words, he drove his fist downward with crushing force.

Clang!

Rimer couldn’t meet the punch head-on and spun his blade instead. The emerald aura that rotated like a windmill became a thick shield, yet it couldn’t withstand Gwahyeolgwi’s overwhelming force.

Shatter!

The emerald aura shattered, and Gwahyeolgwi’s fist descended.

But Rimer was no longer there. Using the aura shield as bait, he had already slipped to Gwahyeolgwi’s left flank and thrust his blade forward.

Whoosh!

Rimer’s keen blade drove upward from below, aiming straight for Gwahyeolgwi’s heart.

“That alone won’t suffice!”

Gwahyeolgwi roared and contracted his body. Rimer’s blade, which had been piercing through his ribs, came to an abrupt halt.

“While you’ve grown weaker, I’ve only grown stronger. The balance of power has completely reversed!”
“Tch!”

Rimer clicked his tongue and withdrew his sword. It was a prudent decision—leaving it as is risked the blade shattering.

“Krahaha!”

Gwahyeolgwi unleashed a piercing shriek, swinging his fists in a wild arc. As the intensified fist strikes rained down, the earth itself seemed to cry out.

“Brutish fool.”

Rimer dared not meet those strikes head-on, instead employing footwork to evade them.

‘That’s….’

I fixed my gaze not on Gwahyeolgwi’s savage fist technique, but on Rimer’s footwork.

‘Like a fallen leaf dancing on the wind.’

Rimer moved with the lightness of a petal caught in a breeze, slipping past Gwahyeolgwi’s fists with effortless grace.

It was as though he had elevated the movements I’d displayed during my own battle with Gwahyeolgwi to their absolute pinnacle.

And the timing of his interspersed sword thrusts was flawless.

Had the energy infused in Rimer’s blade been a true force rather than a weakened one, the battle would have ended long ago.

‘But….’

Despite his attacks proving ineffective, Rimer’s expression remained composed, almost as if he were deliberately showcasing his combat prowess at close quarters with Gwahyeolgwi.

‘Wait—surely not!’

My eyes widened. I caught the movement of Rimer’s pupils and grasped his true intention.

‘He’s showing me.’

Even now, in the midst of this battle, he was instructing me in combat. The man was out of his mind.

“If you can’t even catch me when I’m weakened, how will you ever take that helmet? You’re going to lose it.”
“Shut your mouth!”

Gwahyeolgwi’s eyes blazed with madness as he unleashed a devastating punch. Rimer, sensing the immense force contained within that fist, prudently retreated rather than meet it head-on.

Crash!

A single punch obliterated a village building, the earth itself torn asunder. It was a display of raw power that seemed to belong to the ancient giants of legend.

“Come at me properly! Zigheart’s Mad Blade!”

Gwahyeolgwi, surrendering himself to rage, pursued Rimer with instinctive, primal movements.

Crash!

Though his movements were crude and simple, the sheer force and speed behind them were formidable. The distance between him and Rimer steadily narrowed.

“Tch, I suppose there’s no helping it.”

Rimer came to a halt and glanced back, his gaze meeting mine as he smiled.

“Since the training dummy has gone berserk, I’ll have to end today’s lesson here.”
“You absolute madman!”
“Watch carefully, Raon.”

Before I could respond, Rimer’s words continued.

“This is how Zigheart fights, and this is the realm you must achieve.”

Rimer’s blade pierced the heavens while his left hand pointed toward the earth.

“Sword Incarnate Manifestation.”

His voice resonated as though echoing from the sky itself, yet simultaneously surging up from the depths of the earth.

“Eye of the Tempest.”

At that incantation-like declaration, the world transformed.

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