The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 792

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Chapter 792

After receiving permission from Lectar, who seemed somewhat flustered, I returned to the 5th Training Ground.

Rimer hadn’t returned to the training ground and was nowhere to be seen—likely at the Gambling House—while Martha, Burren, and Lunan were assisting the swordsmen with their training.

“What are you all doing? Haven’t you eaten dinner? You need to swing with all your strength from there!”

Martha struck her chest in frustration and demonstrated the technique herself.

“Put power into your pinky finger and extend the blade fully. That single difference can determine life and death between you and your enemy.”

Burren corrected the swordsmen’s stances, guiding them to execute more precise swordplay.

“Your right side is open….”

Lunan sparred with the swordsmen while helping them fill in both large and small gaps in their technique.

Burren, Martha, and Lunan each took different approaches according to their nature, but all three taught the swordsmen with the best effort they could muster. All three seemed capable of fulfilling the role of instructor.
All three of them seemed like they could do their part even if they all became instructors.

The ice cream girl, the beef girl, and even the eye girl.

Wrath swept his gaze across Burren, Martha, and Lunan in turn—the ones teaching the prosecutors—and let out a short laugh.

‘Yes. They’ve grown noticeably.’
“Yeah. You’ve grown noticeably.”

Raon nodded, following Wrath’s gaze.

“If I go to the Holy Sword Association and get a good opportunity, reaching the highest master level won’t be impossible.”

Aside from himself, there are few people who can match the talents of Burren, Martha, and Lunan.
Those children will be able to reach the master’s level in no time at all.

That’s not what I meant.

Wrath shook his head calmly.

-In the True Demon King’s eyes, you’re nothing but a child. How could the power of ice cream girl, beef girl, and eye-ball girl satisfy him!
‘Then what do you mean?’
-Spiritual growth.

He gazed at Burren, Martha, and Lunan with a soft smile on his face.

-When the True Demon King first saw those children, they all lacked peace of mind. They thought only of their own wounds, rejected others, and sank into the darkness of their hearts. But now…

Wrath raised his round hand, pointing to the three squad leaders whose eyes now gleamed with vitality.

-Those brats are genuinely devoted to teaching their subordinates even as their own growth stands before their eyes. It means they’ve achieved spiritual growth to the point where they can accept others. A change that pleases me.

He laughed, saying that Burren, Lunan, and Martha seemed to have come to understand the preciousness of bonds.

‘That’s true…’

I nodded, leaning my back against the wall of the Training Ground.

‘They’ve changed far more than I realized.’

Lunan had carried fear of blood because of his older brother Sylvia, Martha had been blinded by the purpose of saving her mother and sought to trample others, and Burren had been whipping himself mercilessly to avoid being abandoned by his father.

In their childhood, they had all been consumed by darkness in their hearts, unable to look around them.

But now, the three of them had gone through many experiences, come to regard the Gwangpung Corps as family, and were spending their precious time for the swordsmen.
I could feel that Burren, Martha, and Lunan had all come to understand the preciousness of bonds.

-Why are you smiling!

Wrath suddenly thrust his face forward.

-You’ve changed far more than those brats!

He frowned at the bridge of his nose as if asking why I didn’t understand.

-The you the True Demon King first saw and the you now are completely different people!
‘That’s right.’

Raon nodded as he gazed up at the darkening sky.

‘Of course I know.’

I had come to understand the preciousness of bonds more deeply than Burren, Martha, or Lunan.
The chasm between my past life as an assassin and my present existence as a swordsman of Zigheart was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth—there was no way I could fail to comprehend this.

“What are you grinning about by yourself!”

Martha approached with her sword still lowered.

“If you’re here, you should help quickly! Why are you slacking off!”

She furrowed her brow, urging me to change clothes immediately.

“The meeting should have ended by now….”

Burren examined me from head to toe, smacking his lips.

“Don’t tell me you were gambling with the Organization Master?”

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“Latecomer.”

Lunan Slion also stepped forward and furrowed his brows deeply.

“You’re always late these days.”

She pouted her lips, clearly displeased with my tardiness.

“The Organization Master is always late or doesn’t show up at all, so why are you only complaining to me?”

I shook my head as I met the piercing gazes of the unit leaders.

“You think a beast would understand your complaints!”

Martha twisted her lips, telling me to say something sensible.

“That’s right. He won’t listen anyway.”

Burren sighed in agreement.

“Poor Rimer….”

Lunan let out a deflated sigh and dropped his shoulders.

“Uh, well….”

I watched the three of them and pressed my lips together. I wanted to take Rimer’s side since he’d helped me today, but I had nothing to say.

“Forget about that fool. From now on, you’re going to spar with the swordsmen.”

Martha waved her hand dismissively.

“We need to loosen up our bodies too.”

Burren drew his sword while saying he was asking for it.

“It’s still not enough….”

Lunan nodded, saying he hadn’t been able to swing his sword properly.

“They’re all frustrated, as expected.”

I laughed watching the three squad leaders burning with determination.

“It can’t be helped. We’re squad leaders, after all. We have to train ourselves and teach the others!”

Martha frowned at her nose as if it were obvious.

“That’s why I have something to tell you.”

I beckoned Burren, Martha, and Lunan closer with a flick of my finger.

“We’re heading to the Holy Sword Association tomorrow. Pack your things.”

I nodded, telling them to return to the Dormitory now and prepare.

“The Holy Sword Association? Just like that, out of nowhere?”
“You’re joking, right? This is way too sudden!”

Martha and Burren’s eyes widened in bewilderment.

“Does it take a day to prepare for departure? Two days? If you’d told us now, that would’ve been plenty of time.”

I lifted my chin confidently, demonstrating what it meant to turn the tables on someone.

“This is the opportunity you’ve been wanting—a chance to train and spar as much as you like. You’re not going? Fine, then stay here and whine to the Organization Master about borrowing money. Of course, if you haven’t grown by the time I return, I’ll put you through intensive focus training.”

I shrugged my shoulders while making threats rather than suggestions.

-Yes, yes… do you have no heart at all?

Wrath exhaled in exasperation.

“You really are something!”
“I mean, shouldn’t we at least prepare ourselves mentally…?”

Martha and Burren bit their lips in frustration.

“I’ll go.”

Lunan raised her hand high. Her eyes blinked with unwavering determination to go no matter what.

“That’s what I’m talking about.”

I nodded approvingly at Lunan, my head moving in a broad gesture.

“Now, you two answer as well.”
“I… I’ll go.”
“Fine, let’s go! You bastard!”

Burren and Martha reluctantly agreed to the trip to the Holy Sword Association.

“All settled then. See? Peaceful resolution, as always.”

I smiled brightly and nodded.

-What’s peaceful about that! It was outright coercion!

Wrath shook his head, telling me to stop spouting nonsense.

-Where did that warmth go, the one you were just talking about how things have changed!
‘That never existed in the first place.’

I waved my hand dismissively and pushed Wrath away.

“Organization Master! Can I go too?”

Dorian, who had been listening from behind, raised his hand.

“There might be supplies I need to replenish at the Holy Sword Association, so I really want to go….”

Dorian’s eyes sparkled with interest in the items he could obtain there rather than in training itself.

“Why are you asking something so obvious?”

I tilted my head at Dorian.

“You can’t go on a trip without your wallet, can you?”

I blinked my eyes without the slightest hint of malice, as if stating the obvious.

“Ah, yes! I’ll get ready!”

Dorian grinned with delight at being called a wallet.

-This… this needs to be preserved….

Wrath let out a hollow sigh, staring at the back of my head.

-The title should be ‘The Corruption of the Human Realm. Is Raon Zigheart Blameless?’….

He trembled his shoulders as if terrified.

“Since you all understand, come to Pedrick’s Mansion by tomorrow morning.”

Raon left the Training Ground after speaking his final words.

“That bastard….”

Martha furrowed her brow as she watched Raon’s retreating figure.

“He’s becoming increasingly eccentric.”
“Lately, I see the Organization Master’s shadow behind Raon. No, it’s even worse….”

Burren nodded in agreement.

“His face is handsome, but his heart is twisted….”

Even Lunan shook his head in disapproval.

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The moment Heekyuk Je Ariel returned to the White Whale Headquarters, she summoned all her subordinates to her office.

“Gather all information regarding the Five Emperors and Oma. Cross-check it twice, three times—don’t let even the smallest detail slip through.”

Her eyes gleamed with fierce determination as she insisted that not a single grain of information could be overlooked.

“Pardon? If we do that, it will take far too much time….”
“That’s right. Since the war is currently ongoing, gathering information again would cost an astronomical amount….”

The heads of the intelligence organization broke into cold sweat as they looked at Heekyuk Je.

“I don’t care. Do it anyway.”

Ariel shook her head firmly.

“One wrong choice could bring down not just the White Whale, but the entire Divine Continent Five Regions.”

She bit her lip, acutely aware that she was treading on thin ice.

“Focus especially on Zigheart.”

Ariel singled out Raon Zigheart’s name, her eyes gleaming with intent.

“There’s a very high possibility that he’s hiding secrets.”

The senior executives of Zigheart couldn’t hide their bewilderment at Raon’s statement, but he maintained his composure throughout.
Since he wasn’t the type to bluff, he was certainly concealing something important.

“Understood.”
“And…”

Ariel raised her trembling hand slightly.

“Has any information about the Soul Stone come in?”
“None whatsoever. As you know, my lord, the artifact discovered long ago is currently…”

The head of the intelligence organization bowed his head toward Ariel.

“Never mind that. It’s an item we can’t use anyway right now.”

Ariel touched her leg and shook her head.

“Then there’s absolutely nothing. It’s an item that shouldn’t even be found in the first place.”

The head of the intelligence organization lowered his gaze, saying he hadn’t even heard rumors of it.

“Then search for the Soul Stone as well.”
“Y-you mean the Soul Stone?”
“Yes. It’s become necessary.”

Heekyuk Je nodded heavily.

‘Damn Raon Zigheart.’

Raon Zigheart had employed so much psychological warfare that I still couldn’t collect myself.
I couldn’t even tell if it was psychological warfare, sincerity, or just a joke.

The only certainty was that I needed to obtain information about the Soul Stone to gather even the slightest intelligence.

‘I promised to give you the reward you desired.’

I had told them that if they brought me the Soul Stone, I would grant them compensation worthy of the effort.
That reward would undoubtedly be information that could guarantee Zigheart’s victory in the war.

“It will be difficult, but allocate personnel to that task as well.”
“Yes.”
“Understood.”

As Ariel waved her hand dismissively, the executives bowed and filed out of the office.

“Sigh…”

Alone now, Ariel sank deep into her chair, clutching her head.

‘My head aches.’

Whenever I closed my eyes, the mocking smiles of Raon Zigheart and Rimer surfaced in my mind.
The internal injuries I had suppressed threatened to flare up once more.

Thud.

Ariel withdrew the book bearing the sun and moon from her thigh and placed it on the desk.

“Raon Zigheart.”

She bit her lip as she gazed at the demonic figure inscribed at the very end of the pages.

“Who exactly are you?”

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I gently stroked Sia’s head as she breathed softly, then turned to leave.

“I’ll be going now.”

He bowed his head to Glen, Sylvia, and Edgar, who had been watching from behind.

“See much while you’re out there. But don’t take too long.”

Glen nodded, saying he looked forward to seeing how I’d changed.

“I’d like to go too, but the situation won’t allow it. At least you go and tell me how the Holy Sword Association has changed. If Father is leading them now, there must be significant internal changes. Actually, I’m curious where the Holy Sword Association relocated to, and the children I used to look after….”
“Stop it already!”

Sylvia covered Edgar’s mouth as he continued his endless muttering.

“Raon. Travel safely. Don’t be too arrogant when you get there.”

She laughed, reminding me to be courteous to people since it was practically my own home.

“Is there anyone more courteous than me?”

I blinked at Sylvia.

“….”
“….”
“….”

Silence descended upon the infirmary in an instant. Glen, Sylvia, and Edgar all stared at me without saying a word.

-Crazy bastard….

Wrath shook his head, saying I’d lost my mind.

“Y-yes, that’s right. Where would you find anyone as courteous as our son!”

Sylvia laughed awkwardly and nodded.

“Ah, Father, you should greet Sia as well.”

She called out to Lectar, who stood furthest back, to change the subject.

“Hmm….”

Lectar stepped forward slowly. He fidgeted with his hands several times before exhaling a deep sigh. It seemed he still carried the weight of guilt for not being able to care for his family.

“I will awaken her by any means necessary.”

Lectar lowered his hand without being able to stroke his Granddaughter’s head this time.

“Brother-in-law, thank you for understanding. I will make sure to return everyone safely.”

He bowed his head to Glen to dispel the awkwardness that had settled over the moment.

“I trust you.”

Glen accepted the bow with a faint smile.

“Then let us depart.”
“Yes.”

I bowed once more to the three of them before leaving the Infirmary.
As I was about to exit Pedrick’s Mansion, Merlin stood before the Entrance Hall.
Though she wore a nun’s habit, the Old Woman’s mask still adorned her face, giving her a frightening appearance.

-This… this isn’t so scary anymore!

Wrath puffed out his chest with bravado and snorted.

“I’ll be going.”

I offered Merlin a faint smile.

“I’ll be away for a while too.”

Merlin shook her head, indicating she would also be leaving Zigheart.

“Where are you going?”
“I need to search for the whereabouts of the Soul Stone. There are methods only I can employ, and I have information I need to gather as well.”

She smiled with determination to find the Soul Stone.

“…Thank you.”

Raon bowed his head to Merlin. He was simply grateful that she would care so much about something that had nothing to do with her.

“You’re family, after all.”

Merlin shook her head, telling him not to worry about it.

“I’m getting used to your jokes now.”
“Joke? What joke?”

Merlin’s neck twisted at an unnatural angle, and her voice froze over as if flowing from the depths of an icy hell.

“Uh….”
-Kyaaaaaaah!

Wrath, who had been putting on a brave face, ultimately couldn’t overcome his terror and fled into the ice flower bracelet once more.

“Ahem, ahem.”

When Lectar coughed awkwardly, Merlin’s frigid aura rapidly dissipated.

“Grandfather, I’m entrusting Raon to you.”

Merlin gently took Lectar’s hand and stepped back.

“I’ll see you again soon. Don’t push yourself too hard.”

With those words, she vanished in a shimmer of red and blue light. It truly seemed as though she had departed.

“She’s impossible to pin down.”
“Indeed….”

Raon exhaled a sigh and stepped out of the entrance hall.

He nodded to Burren, Lunan, Martha, and Dorian, who had been waiting outside.

“Let’s go now.”

Raon stepped forward ahead of the four and nodded.

“To the Holy Sword Association.”

As I prepared to lead everyone away, a blue light flared before my eyes, and Merlin burst forth once more.

“What? Even if you said you’d see me soon, this is too fast!”

I watched Merlin reappear and my jaw trembled.

“No time to waste. I’ll send you directly to the Holy Sword Association.”

As Merlin snapped her fingers, crimson and azure light rose up, enveloping both her and everyone behind her.

“Everyone, please entrust yourselves to me with ease.”

She spoke of safety and smiled brightly.

“Wait, hold on! How do you even know where the Holy Sword Association is….”
“Of course I know! I’m the one who summoned Grandfather.”

Merlin said she had already completed all investigations regarding herself and clasped her hands together.

-I’m… terrified….

Wrath seemed to genuinely fear Merlin, for the ice flower bracelet he inhabited trembled of its own accord.

“Grandfather….”
“Let us trust her.”

Lectar nodded, confirming that contact had indeed come from the Holy Sword Association.

“Then, see you again.”

With Merlin’s rich laughter, my vision was engulfed in white light.

Whoooosh!

After the intense light faded and I lifted my eyelids, I found myself in a place entirely different from what I had imagined.

“Where… is this….”

Is this really the Holy Sword Association?

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