The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

The eye of a storm refers to the windless zone created at the center of a massive tempest.

While powerful winds still raged in the surrounding area, the interior was a calm and peaceful space as if everything had come to an end. That was the eye of the typhoon.

And now, such a situation unfolded before my eyes.

The madness and fighting spirit that Gwahyeolgwi had been wildly unleashing, along with the deep green aura that Rimer had been wielding, were all pushed outward to the periphery.

A space where even the wind did not blow.
No, it wasn’t just the wind—even the flow of air seemed to have stopped, so much so that no sound could be heard, and my body felt heavy as if weighted down by iron.

Gwahyeolgwi appeared bewildered, his eyes wide open and mouth agape. He too could not move his body properly.

Whiiiiiing!

A clear resonance bloomed within that silent space.

It was Rimer’s blade. Deep green wind gathered upon his sword, which had been empty and devoid of aura.

Boom!

Rimer’s feet scraped against the ground. The earth crumbled beneath him as his body shot forward like an arrow.

Even as Gwahyeolgwi panicked, he unleashed a formidable fist strike, but Rimer rode the wind and pressed deeper still.

And then, a single slash.
A blade carrying the wind itself descended vertically.

Squelch!

Gwahyeolgwi’s right arm, harder than steel, was severed and fell to the dark ground.

But Gwahyeolgwi was a martial artist who had reached the Master realm. He did not collapse simply because his arm had been cut off.

He immediately stanched the bleeding from his severed right arm and retreated. His movements were swift and fluid as a leopard’s.

Rimer whirled his blade as if he’d anticipated this, pursuing Gwahyeolgwi.

Gwahyeolgwi attempted to escape the eye of the storm Rimer had created, but the space moved in tandem with Rimer’s movements.

Realizing there was no escape, Gwahyeolgwi halted. He lowered his stance and condensed every ounce of his aura into his remaining left fist.

Uuuuoong!

The space trembled. A crimson torrent of aura surged like a tidal wave.

Before the deluge of aura that threatened to engulf the earth, Rimer stood with nothing but a slender blade in hand.

Fuuuoosh!

The eye of the typhoon expanded further, and the wind enveloping Rimer’s blade grew increasingly luminous.

Rimer brought the storm-wrapped blade down in a single motion.

Screeeech!

With a sound like a cliff being torn asunder, a deep emerald wind cleaved through the crimson tidal wave.

Fuuuoong!

In that instant, a blinding light erupted.

‘Ugh!’

Even I couldn’t withstand the brilliance and closed my eyes momentarily before opening them again.

‘Is it over?’

As my eyes opened, the eye of the typhoon vanished, and the world returned to its original state.

“….”

Gwahyeolgwi and Rimer stood facing each other five paces apart.

“You halved both our physical bodies and auras’ power, then gathered all the winds of that windless zone into your blade.”

Gwahyeolgwi’s voice still overflowed with madness and competitive fervor.

“That’s all fine. Sword Domains are what they are, after all. But how did you manage to operate one?”

It wasn’t just Gwahyeolgwi’s question. I had been equally shocked when I saw Rimer use a Sword Domain.

‘A Sword Domain should only be usable by those who carry Zigheart blood….’

The Six Emperors and Oma, the two strongest forces on the Continent, each had their own characteristics, but Zigheart was special among them.

A barrier created not by a mage, but by the body of a swordsman. The power of Sword Domain Manifestation was remarkable enough to stir the entire Continent.

However, a Sword Domain could only be used by those who carried Zigheart blood, and even among them, only a select few could manifest it.

For an elf like Rimer—not even a human, let alone someone from Zigheart—to use such a Sword Domain made no sense whatsoever.

“To be precise, it’s not a true Sword Domain. I simply created something similar.”

Rimer smiled with his eyes closed.

“I’m an elf, so I’m quite familiar with nature.”
“…I see.”

Gwahyeolgwi nodded as if he had grasped something.

“So even when old and toothless, a tiger remains a tiger.”

He laughed with a guttural sound before turning his gaze toward me.

“Unfortunate. That one should have been eliminated unconditionally—it would surely have had a great impact on Eden….”
“We cannot allow our young king to fall to a creature like you.”
“Certainly, you possess not the qualities of an ordinary swordsman, but those of a Tyrant King. Still, do not grow arrogant.”

Gwahyeolgwi’s voice began to tremble.

“We too possess talent no less than that monster. I look forward to seeing what happens when the two of us clash.”
“The Continent is vast, after all.”

Rimer murmured in agreement and nodded.

“My defeat. Zigheart’s Radiant Blade.”

Gwahyeolgwi closed his eyes with those words. A brilliant crimson line was drawn across the center of his body.

The body sustained by aura split apart, and the giant who had reached the Master realm fell backward.

Whoooosh!

The helmet Gwahyeolgwi wore was also cleaved in half, and the frenzied light vanished from his eyes.

“Haa….”

Rimer exhaled a sigh and collapsed onto the ground.

“Did you see it?”

He turned back and grinned. His expression was the same as always, but his exhaustion was evident.

“I did.”

I nodded.

“That is the technique you must master as a member of Zigheart. It’s called a Sword Domain.”
“A Sword Domain….”

I already knew, but I murmured the words as if hearing them for the first time.

“Unlike mages who deploy magic through mana, it’s a domain manifested through the karma and momentum you’ve accumulated.”
“So that’s why you’ve always emphasized momentum so much.”
“Right. Even without a Sword Domain, if you build momentum, you can exert power proportional to it.”

Rimer grinned, and I nodded once more.

‘Certainly….’

Thanks to the training Rimer had me do daily—pushing past my limits—I had grown, and the other children had clearly benefited greatly as well.

If we hadn’t trained to build momentum, the children would never have dared to challenge the Green Warrior, nor would they have fled before Gwahyeolgwi.

“You’re from the Branch Family, but you’re actually direct bloodline, so you might be able to unlock it someday. No—you will be able to unlock it.”

Rimer spoke with absolute conviction, his certainty unwavering.

“Your sword technique is forged from everything you’ve accumulated—your experiences, your achievements, your aura, and your future. Experience much, and master it all.”

He gasped for breath even as he imparted his teachings. Everything from the battle with Gwahyeolgwi until now had been instruction.

“You all saw that, didn’t you?”

Rimer turned his body completely to look behind him. There stood Lunan, Burren, Martha, and the other trainees, all frozen in stunned silence.

They had been watching this scene from outside the sword technique’s boundary.

“Raon!”

Lunan rushed forward. Small tears glistened in her dazed eyes.

“This crazy bastard! You were alive! You were alive all along!”

Martha’s hands trembled as she gripped Raon’s shoulders, unable to believe he had survived all this time.

“Raon!”
“Raon!”
“Ugh!”

Dorian and the other trainees rushed over with tears streaming down their faces.

“Raon Zigheart.”

Burren exhaled a sigh of relief so profound his cheeks trembled.

“Thank goodness….”

He staggered forward, caught sight of Rimer standing beside Raon, and sniffled.

“By the way, Instructor.”
“Yes?”
“How did you manage to use Sword Realm Manifestation?”
“I created it.”
“Y-you created it?”
“That’s right.”

Rimer nodded, repeating the words he had spoken to Gwahyeolgwi.

“Zigheart has several Sword Realms passed down through generations. Those are transmitted through their bloodline, so only blood relatives can use them. But creating new ones is different.”

He smiled faintly as he spoke of creating Sword Realms.

“Then I can use that Sword Realm too?”

Martha stepped forward and asked. Lunan’s eyes gleamed with interest as well.

“That’s not how it works.”

Rimer shook his head calmly.

“For someone who isn’t from Zigheart to create a Sword Realm, two conditions are necessary.”
“Two conditions?”
“The first is experience. You need extensive experience with Sword Realms. I stood at the very front of the battlefield following the Family Head and experienced countless Sword Realms. And the second is….”

He paused, looking at each trainee in turn.

“Talent for attributes.”
“What kind of talent are you referring to?”

Martha stepped closer and asked. She held great interest in Sword Realms.

“Talent for attributes. Those of us without Zigheart blood need the power of attributes to create Sword Realms. I myself created my Sword Realm using the wind.”
“I see….”
“But I don’t recommend it.”

Rimer shook his head with a bitter expression.

“The Branch Family and several Vassal Families, including the Slion Family, carry Zigheart blood in their veins. If you work hard enough, there’s a possibility you could open a Sword Gate. However, those without Zigheart blood must make a sacrifice to open one.”
“A sacrifice?”
“….”

Rimer did not answer.

“Your futures are bright. Unlike me, who was forced to open a Sword Gate, you’ll be able to grow stronger through your own power.”

He infused his voice with wind so that everyone could hear him.

“Let’s discuss this later. First….”

Rimer pulled a transparent water bottle from his pouch and approached me.

“It will hurt. Bear with it.”

With those words, he poured the contents onto my shattered arm and the torn flesh at my waist and thigh.

“….”

I felt excruciating pain, but I didn’t let out even a small whimper. Compared to fighting Gwahyeolgwi, this was hardly suffering at all.

“Does it not hurt?”
“It does hurt.”
“Yet you’re not even whimpering.”
“It wasn’t quite at that level.”
“Ha, impressive.”

Rimer chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.

“All done. Let’s head back.”
“Wait!”

Burren Zigheart raised his hand. It was the same sharp gaze he showed in the Training Ground.

“I have a question.”
“Huh? I’m exhausted. Can’t it wait….”

Rimer swallowed hard, as if he already knew what was coming.

“No. We need to do this now. Where were you all this time, and why did you show up now? You were clearly following us, so why did you arrive at such a dangerous moment? Not just us, but the villagers are in danger too….”
“Huh? What’s that?”

Rimer pointed his finger behind Burren.

“Gasp!”
“What now….”

The trainees spun around in panic, but only bare branches swayed where all the leaves had fallen.

“There’s nothing… Where did he go!”

Burren’s eyes widened. In the brief moment they’d turned around, Rimer had vanished.

“This guy really! Why did he show up now of all times! We almost all died!”

I was grateful he’d appeared and saved us, but the timing was far too dramatic. Regardless of our situation, he should have arrived sooner for the sake of the villagers.

“Any casualties?”

I approached Burren, cradling my broken right arm.

“Fortunately not. If there had been, I would’ve grabbed the instructor by the collar immediately.”
“Then that’s fine.”

Rimer must have had his reasons. The villagers were certainly shaken, but without any deaths, they could endure this.

“But….”
“Let’s stop dwelling on it. We still have much to do.”

I shook my head, my entire body drenched in blood.

“Are you… are you really okay?”
“Raon, are you alright?”

Burren and Lunan asked simultaneously.

“I’m fine.”

Despite bearing injuries that were clearly severe to any observer, Raon nodded calmly.

I was using the Ring of Fire to restore my body and mana circuits.

The medicine Rimer had given me was also effective, so with proper rest, I would develop an even stronger body and mana circuits than before.

“I’m sorry.”

Burren Zigheart lowered his head. His long-hanging arms trembled slightly.

“My judgment was slow, and even though you stepped forward, I nearly got everyone killed. It seems I’m not the person to lead others.”
“You’re talking about quitting after one mistake? If you understand what the problem is, then strengthen both your judgment and your power going forward.”
“Mm….”
“If you lack confidence, then truly give it up.”
“No. I’ll do it. I’ll develop the power and judgment to never lose, no matter the situation! I swear this to you, who saved my life!”
“Then that’s settled.”

I waved my uninjured left hand.

‘If he’d apologized for not being able to help, I would’ve thrown a punch.’

I liked that he wasn’t apologizing for failing to charge at Gwahyeolgwi, but rather for not fleeing immediately.

He was still young, so he would achieve great growth in the future.

“Lunan Slion. The same goes for you. Back there, you should have fled instead of helping me.”
“No.”

Lunan Slion shook her head with a rare stubborn expression.

“If there’s an opponent you can’t defeat….”
“No.”
“It’s dangerous.”
“No.”
“Wait, at least listen.”
“I won’t. I’m going to help.”

She said that and covered her ears, turning her head away.

“I’ll grow stronger. I’ll definitely become stronger and fight by your side!”
“Ha….”

Her absurd determination drew a hollow laugh from me, yet knowing her words came from genuine sincerity warmed my chest.

This mission had left me battered and exhausted, but I found joy in understanding more about emotions with each passing moment.

“….”

I took one last look at Martha. She gazed at me with deep, contemplative eyes, lost in thought.

“It’s all over. Let’s head back.”

I waved my hand toward the trainees who still stood in stunned silence.

In the distance, figures emerged from the darkness—the Zigheart reinforcements Crain had summoned.

The thought that everything had ended filled my heart with a gentle, floating peace.

[You have achieved victory in your wager with Wrath.]
[Rewards are being distributed.]

Just as I thought how much I wanted to rest, a blue window materialized before my eyes.

“Huh?”
-Huh??

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