The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 796

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Chapter 796

“…What are you doing right now?”

The white hair covering Lawrence’s face trembled faintly. He seemed flustered by this unexpected situation.

“I’m sparring with the Hyunak Swordmaster.”

Raon pointed toward the Hyunak Swordmaster and shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m asking why you’re having that sparring match here.”

Irritation seeped into Lawrence’s low voice. I’d heard he disliked noise, and it seemed to be true.

“If the Hyunak Swordmaster and I fought in the city, it would turn into chaos, so we came here instead.”

Raon recited an appropriate reason on the spot and drew a small smile.

“You followed me, didn’t you?”
“It was merely coincidence.”

I shook my head calmly, denying the misunderstanding.

-You definitely followed him!

Wrath furrowed his eyes as if utterly exasperated.

-The True Demon King’s insides are turning! Why is your acting skill improving faster than your swordsmanship!

He waved his hand, saying I should quit being a swordsman and join a theater troupe instead.

“Since we’ve met again by fate, would it be acceptable to request a rematch with you, Lawrence?”

Raon smiled brightly and extended his hand.

“Of course, after I finish sparring with the Hyunak Swordmaster.”
“Hey, you old men.”

Lawrence didn’t answer Raon, instead turning a sharp gaze toward the Hyunak Swordmaster and the Majang Swordmaster.

“I clearly told you not to spout useless nonsense.”

Thick tendons bulged across the back of his hand. He seemed genuinely angry.

“Ah, no!”
“Y-yes! We were just….”
“I merely asked for his name.”

I stepped forward in front of the Hyunak Swordmaster and shook my head.

“I need to know who I lost to.”
“Hmm….”

Lawrence seemed to have nothing to say about that, simply smacking his lips briefly.

“Fine. Now leave this place.”

He waved his hand, gesturing for me to disappear from here.

“What about our match then?”

I curled my lips in a provocative manner.

“It will be different from before.”

This wasn’t mere bluster. Now that I understood how Lawrence’s swordsmanship worked, I wouldn’t fall so easily as I had the first time.

“…I’m not interested.”

Lawrence lowered his chin slowly.

“I only accept challenges once a month. You’ve already filled my quota, so there’s no reason to fight. Now disappear.”

He turned his back, telling me to leave this mountain.

“Why should I?”

Raon shrugged his shoulders as he looked at Lawrence.

“What?”

Lawrence stopped in his tracks, his fingertips trembling.

“What are you saying right now….”
“This Mountain and land don’t belong to you, sir.”

Raon spread both arms wide and rolled his feet slightly.

“It’s a place that everyone in the Holy Sword Association can share, so you can’t just chase people out.”

According to what Lectar had said, the Holy Sword Association hadn’t been here for long.
Even if we were to dispute ownership of the land, it would belong to the Rion Lord, making his argument irrefutable.

“W-well! That’s true! This Mountain has no owner!”

The Majang Swordmaster quickly nodded his head.

“Even if it had an owner, it wouldn’t be that ghost bastard—it would be the Rion Lord’s land!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster also spoke rapidly, as if venting his frustrations.

“How dare someone not even affiliated with the Holy Sword Association….”
“But I am affiliated with the Holy Sword Association?”

Raon showed Lawrence, who was grinding his teeth, a badge engraved with a single sword.
Since he had received it directly from Lectar, the Rion Lord, he straightened his back confidently.

“Hmm….”

Lawrence bit his lip and pointed to his own cave higher up on the Mountain.

“I was the first to settle here, so I have the rights to this land….”
“But wasn’t that one here first?”

Raon pointed to the hole that had formed in the Zelkova Tree in the cave.

“You’re aware that squirrels are living inside that tree, aren’t you? Even at a glance, it looks like they’ve been dwelling there for years. Shouldn’t their rights come first?”
“You….”

Lawrence’s words caught in his throat as he bit his lip.

“That’s right! The squirrels’ wishes come first!”

The Majang Swordmaster clapped his hands loudly.

“If they’re cute, that’s all that matters!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster laughed refreshingly as she watched Lawrence’s crumpled expression.

-These childish humans….

Wrath shook his head as if utterly exasperated.

‘That’s what happens when people get older—they argue childishly.’

Raon chuckled as he watched Wrath. Logical arguments were pointless in situations like this; childish provocation was far more effective.

“Ugh….”

Lawrence glared at Raon and raised his fingertips threateningly.

‘Is he relying on the Rion Lord’s backing? No, that’s not it.’

He’d thought the boy might be relying on his status as the Rion Lord’s grandson, but his eyes told a different story.

‘He genuinely wants to fight me.’

The boy’s pupils burned with fighting spirit. His eyes were filled with the desire to challenge him and win.

“So about the sparring match….”
“I refuse.”

Lawrence shook his head firmly.

‘I can’t let myself be swayed by a child’s whims.’

While there were annoying aspects, I harbored an extreme aversion to disrupting my routine.
Since I was supposed to be sleeping at this hour, I had no intention of engaging in a sparring match.

“Do as you wish.”

Lawrence turned away decisively and returned toward the Cave.

“Impressive!”
“That arrogant bastard fled without even speaking!”

The Majang Swordmaster and Hyunak Swordmaster wiped their chests as if a weight had lifted from them.

“Sigh….”

Raon exhaled a sigh of regret, contrary to the two old men.

‘What a waste.’

Lawrence had nearly fallen for the provocation before regaining his composure at the last moment. It was the mental fortitude befitting a transcendent.

‘Still, there’s no need for disappointment.’

This was only the beginning.

From Lawrence’s reaction, it was clear he disliked noise.
With just a bit more provocation, I could achieve my objective.

-You’ve made a grave mistake, he said.

Wrath clasped his hands together, watching the Cave where Lawrence had entered.

-Pray for his soul, grasshopper.

He shook his head, saying this was a fate they should never have encountered.

‘It’s not quite that dire.’

I waved my hand lightly and approached the Hyunak Swordmaster once more.

“Then let’s resume our duel.”
“Are you… really sure about this?”

The Hyunak Swordmaster glanced toward the cave, his expression betraying his apprehension as he licked his lips.

“If he emerges, I’ll handle it myself, so don’t worry.”

Raon smiled gently and lifted the Heavenly Sword.

“If you’re scared, back out! I’ll take your place!”

The Majang Swordmaster gestured for him to come forward.

“What are you saying! I’m not about to be frightened by some ghost!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster shook his head, embarrassed, and took his position before Raon.

“Let’s begin.”
“Yes.”

The two swordsmen resumed their duel with a light clash of blades.

Boom!

I stepped into the true stance and thrust the blade upward with precision.

“Excellent!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster laughed with satisfaction and brought his greatsword down from above.

Whoooosh!

It was heavy. Overwhelmingly heavy. The dense aura born from the fusion of heavy and strong swordsmanship bore down upon my body and soul.

‘This madman!’

The Hyunak Swordmaster was an eccentric who had reached the pinnacle of Grand Master, yet devoted himself solely to training in heavy and strong swordsmanship.
His passion and obsession sent shivers down my spine.

‘Dodging isn’t the answer here.’

I had to face this head-on.

I hadn’t come to the Holy Sword Association to accumulate sparring experience, but to grow stronger.
I didn’t need to find a way to win—I needed to collide, shatter, and harden into something unbreakable.

Whoooooosh!

I pushed my retreating leg forward and unleashed the Jungjeon Technique above the Heavenly Sword’s blade.

Craaaaaaash!

Two blades, their intermediate sword techniques condensed to their absolute limits, collided, and the earth trembled as a tan-colored tempest erupted.

“Huff…”

I bit my lip as I was driven back ten paces.

‘Still not enough.’

Even as fellow Grand Masters, the Hyunak Swordmaster had spent a lifetime refining only intermediate and advanced sword techniques, so I had no choice but to be pushed back.

“You withstood that? Head-on?”

The Hyunak Swordmaster’s mouth fell open in disbelief. His eyes ignited with fighting spirit as if he’d finally met a worthy opponent.

“It’s not like I came to The Facility to run away.”

I shook my head, expressing my current resolve.

“After fighting cowards who only flee, to finally meet a true warrior! My blood is boiling!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster’s face flushed crimson as he clenched his fists tightly.

“W-what’s wrong with dodging! It’s all strategy! Strategy!”

The Majang Swordmaster shook his head rapidly, as if he’d been struck.

“Let’s keep going before the momentum fades!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster charged forward with a grin spreading across his entire face.

“Very well.”

Raon nodded and advanced directly toward the Hyunak Swordmaster.
Following Lectar’s words, I stepped into the role of challenger, facing the conviction of an old swordsman who had devoted himself solely to the greatsword.

Kuwaaaaaaaang!

The Heavenly Sword and the greatsword collided, unleashing a shockwave even more ferocious than before, sweeping across the surroundings.
Trees trembled from their roots, and the River surged upward as if reversing its flow.

Yet unlike before, Raon only retreated nine steps before straightening his posture.

“Huh?”

The Hyunak Swordmaster’s eyes widened as he sensed the change in himself.

“Your sword… it feels heavier than before?”
“Not yet.”

Raon shook his head with a composed expression.

“I still have much further to grow.”

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Kuuuuuung!

Lawrence cradled his head, grinding his teeth.

‘Damn it.’

I could block sound with aura, but I couldn’t stop the vibrations of the earth itself.
The trembling of the ground grew increasingly severe, making it nearly impossible to lie down properly.

‘Why is that damned bastard fighting with a greatsword!’

In a normal sword duel, it wouldn’t be this loud, but those cursed fools were locked in a greatsword clash that made the mountain shake as if it were crumbling.

I could understand the Hyunak Swordmaster—he’d trained exclusively with greatswords—but I couldn’t fathom why that young brat was fighting with one.

‘If I’d known this would happen, I should have just crushed him from the start… Hmm?’

Lawrence bit his lip and turned his gaze toward the cave’s entrance.

‘The collisions are growing stronger.’

Lectar’s grandson’s greatsword was gradually intensifying, unleashing increasingly powerful reverberations.
Unlike at the start when he was being pushed back helplessly, he was now keeping pace with the Hyunak Swordmaster’s assault.

‘Hah….’

Could it be that he wasn’t a monster nearing completion, but rather one just beginning to awaken?

It seemed he had completely transcended the value of talent I’d once conceived.
The very existence of such a human was absurd.

‘And Lectar said his true talent isn’t even martial arts?’

I could only think that Lectar had been lying when he claimed Raon’s real talent lay elsewhere.

‘I’ll admit he’s impressive….’

But I’m not leaving.

I have my own routine and pride to maintain.
No matter how sleepless I become, I would never abandon my bed.

‘Even the vibrations seem to be becoming familiar.’

As I synchronized my body with the earth’s vibrations, I felt only the faintest tremor.
Thinking I might actually be able to sleep like this, I slowly closed my eyes.

CRAAAAAASH!

Just as my body grew heavy and languid with approaching sleep, a vibration of entirely different intensity suddenly erupted and struck my back.

“GAAAHHHHH!”

Lawrence finally couldn’t endure it any longer and burst outside.

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“Eek!”

The moment Hyunak Swordmaster saw Lawrence, he lowered his sword and retreated backward.

I watched Hyunak Swordmaster’s reaction and smirked.

‘Understandable.’

Though I didn’t know the exact mechanism, Lawrence possessed a power that could erase sword strikes themselves—something that naturally terrified any swordsman.

‘Which is precisely why I want to defeat him even more.’

Lawrence had already transcended into a monster beyond my current reach, no matter what I attempted.
But when it came to swordsmanship, I refused to lose.

“You’ve returned? Did you need the restroom?”

I drew a broad smile and tilted my chin slightly.

“….”

Lawrence approached me with heavy, frenzied steps, his reason seemingly abandoned.

‘He’s asking for a fight.’

Whether he’d lost his reason or was speaking from the heart, this was an opportunity for me to spar.

Ting!

I lowered my stance. Pressing my left foot forward, I thrust the Heavenly Sword toward Lawrence.
The blade shimmered like a phantom, glowing silver. It was Silver Sword Dream—a technique I’d created myself.

Whoosh!

Lawrence raised his hand in defense. The moment his palm traced a small circle, the aura forming Silver Sword Dream was erased, and the sword’s momentum began to falter.

My eyes flashed in that instant.

‘So it was a counter after all.’

That bizarre flow Lawrence displayed was dismantling my swordsmanship, erasing my aura. It was a strange power unlike anything I’d encountered before.

‘Then…’

I needed to adapt here!

Thanks to the Hyunak Swordmaster, my sense for medium and heavy strikes was still sharp. I deployed a new Silver Sword Dream infused with both.
Instead of a deceptive flow, a nightmarish, intense wave erupted forth.

“Hm!”

A fierce wind rose, sweeping back Lawrence’s white hair and revealing his golden eyes. A deeper light blazed within them.

Whoosh!

As his palm bent once more, even the newly created Silver Sword Dream lost its power and scattered.

‘The counter—it wasn’t just one?’

As I stood there in disbelief, my mouth agape, Lawrence unleashed all his accumulated fury with a clenched fist, striking my solar plexus.

“Ugh!”

Raon couldn’t withstand the impact and tumbled across the ground before falling into the stream.

“He won’t be able to get up for a while. You should be satisfied now, so get out of here.”

Lawrence muttered that it was finally over and returned to the cave without even looking back.

“H-hey!”
“Are you alright?”

The Hyunak Swordmaster and Majang Swordmaster rushed toward Raon in alarm.

-Hmm….

Wrath paid no attention to Raon and instead recalled Lawrence’s golden eyes.

-Is that bastard not human?

He smacked his lips, thinking he’d seen him somewhere before.

“I’m… I’m fine.”

Raon shook his head while wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

“I told you! That guy is a ghost that devours swordsmanship! It’s better not to face him!”
“Right. Unless you’ve reached a higher realm. You absolutely can’t win from below!”

The two old men grabbed both of his arms and tried to stop him, insisting he never fight again.

“I see.”

Raon nodded calmly. Seeing him erase even the second sword path suggested this was no ordinary power. Especially from Lawrence’s golden eyes, I could sense a peculiar force.
Especially in Lawrence’s golden eyes, she felt a strange power.

“He seems genuinely irritated now, so let’s head down. That guy is really terrifying!”

The Hyunak Swordmaster showed genuine concern for me, perhaps having grown fond of me through our sparring.

“That’s true, but….”

I chuckled and beckoned to the Majang Swordmaster with a flick of my finger.

“You should loosen up your body a bit too, Majang Swordmaster.”

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“Now things should settle down a bit.”

Lawrence lay back on the Bedroom, exhaling a shallow breath.

‘He won’t be able to move even if he wanted to.’

When I struck him just moments ago, I delivered a fierce impact directly to his solar plexus.
Without even his aura, he wouldn’t be able to move his limbs properly, so things should remain quiet for a while.

‘Now that my mind is at ease, sleep is creeping in.’

Lawrence felt the approaching drowsiness and began to close his eyelids. Just as he was about to drift slowly into slumber—

Whiiiiing!
Claaaang!

From outside the Cave, the sound of cutting wind like blades slicing through air and the clash of swords against swords echoed forth.

Crack!

Lawrence jolted upright and peered outside the Cave.

‘No… surely not…’

The moment I released my senses, I understood. It was him. That monster of a man was now sparring with the Majang Swordmaster.

‘How…?’

Whether it was my body or my aura, it would be difficult to move properly for a while,
yet I couldn’t believe they had already begun sparring.

‘I don’t know….’

I don’t know either!

Lawrence closed his eyes again, his ears sealed with aura.

But this time, it wasn’t the earth that trembled—the very air itself wailed, and vibrations rippled through the void. My head throbbed with a ringing sensation.

“So that’s what true talent really is!”

Lawrence couldn’t endure it any longer and bolted away, clutching his disheveled hair.

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I exchanged blades with the Majang Swordmaster, savoring the intensity of the clash.

‘This one was the complete opposite.’

While the Hyunak Swordmaster had focused on weight and power, the Majang Swordmaster was a swordsman devoted entirely to speed.
His sword strikes were so blindingly swift that a single moment of inattention would cost me my head—his mastery of extreme velocity was etched into his very soul.

Whoooosh!

Just as I had done against the Hyunak Swordmaster, I wove the subtleties of swift and wind swordsmanship into the flow of the Radiant Sword to meet the Majang Swordmaster head-on.

Clang!

Unlike before, the strike wasn’t as heavy, but the speed of the blade was so tremendous that wind blades extended outward in all directions.

‘So fast….’

The Majang Swordmaster’s blade was certainly faster than mine, but not so much that I couldn’t contend with it.
I advanced with the mindset of learning from this exchange.

Clang clang clang clang!

In less than a second, dozens of sword strikes clashed against one another. The metallic ring echoed continuously, creating a cacophony like thousands of birds chirping at once.

Screeeech!

As my concentration intensified, I felt my blade moving faster and faster.

“You! So you have some skill with swift swordplay!”

The Majang Swordmaster laughed with delight and unleashed even swifter strikes.

‘It wasn’t simply about wrapping wind around the swift sword technique.’

The blade must ride upon the wind itself.

As I gained this small insight while exchanging blades with the Majang Swordmaster—

Boom!

Lawrence crashed down from the sky, pulverizing the ground beneath him.

“Are you seriously insane?”

Lawrence’s eyes widened in disbelief.

-Insane? How rude!

Wrath shook his head in disagreement.

-This one is the most insane across all dimensions!

He waved his hand as if demanding acknowledgment.

“I hear that sometimes.”

Raon chuckled and nodded his head.

“How about a match after we’re done sparring?”
“Grrrrgh!”

Lawrence’s face contorted like crumpled paper in his grip.

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