The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 801

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Chapter 801

“So what you’re saying is….”

I crouched down and wiggled my fingers at Dorian.

“You can predict where I’m going to attack?”
“Hmm, it’s less about prediction and more like I can read the direction of your strikes.”

Dorian sat across from me and smacked his lips briefly.

“I don’t like hearing that my attacks are being read.”

I furrowed my brow deeply as I looked at Dorian.

“I-I’m not disrespecting you, sir! I’m being serious!”

Dorian shook his head vigorously, insisting that he could genuinely see where the blade was coming from.

“Well, I saw it myself, so I can’t exactly doubt it.”

I clicked my tongue while examining the Heavenly Sword.

‘He blocked strikes that should be beyond his perception.’

I’d unleashed a barrage of sword strikes at speeds beyond Dorian’s comprehension, yet he blocked every single one as if reading my thoughts.

They say lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice—or in this case, coincidence doesn’t happen three times. My strikes were genuinely being read.

“So how did you acquire this ability?”
“I… I’m not entirely sure myself.”

Dorian shrugged, saying he was curious about it too.

“I only learned about the principles of supply from my master and meditated, but I don’t know why this happened….”

He shook his head, saying he hadn’t learned swordsmanship at all.

“Really?”
“Yes! If I hadn’t trained during my breaks, my skills would have completely deteriorated!”
“…Does that even make sense?”

I exhaled softly as I observed Dorian’s vacant, glassy eyes.

-That’s an ability called Mind’s Eye or Heart Piercing Perception, boy.

Wrath licked his lips as he gazed at Dorian.

‘Mind’s Eye?’

I wasn’t familiar with Heart Piercing Perception, but I’d heard of Mind’s Eye before. It was a special ability to read an opponent’s thoughts with the eye of the heart.

-Even the True Demon King didn’t know about this, but it seems your wallet possessed a hidden talent for Mind’s Eye.

Wrath scratched his forehead as if fascinated by this discovery.

‘Wait, so yesterday when he retrieved what I needed without me saying anything…’
-Exactly. That ability manifested as his Mind’s Eye awakened. It’s absurd, really.

He nodded, saying the sequence of events was clearly out of order, but certain nonetheless.

“Dorian…”

I tilted my chin toward Dorian, who still seemed bewildered.

“You didn’t develop this ability after you learned what items other people needed, did you?”
“Uh…”

Dorian blinked blankly before nodding.

“Now that you mention it, that does seem to be the case. Once I grasped my master’s intentions, he told me I wouldn’t get beaten to death anymore and sent me away.”

He scratched his cheek, saying he didn’t understand what it meant at first, but now it made sense.

“Are you an idiot…?”

I let out a hollow laugh as I looked at Dorian. It was absurd that he’d only just realized his own ability despite being given all those hints.

“Actually, blocking swords isn’t really that important to me! What matters far more is being able to retrieve supplies at the exact moment they’re needed!”

Dorian shook his head, clearly pleased that he could provide others with necessary items.

“No, you’re a swordsman….”

Raon exhaled a sigh, his shoulders sagging.

“I’m a quartermaster, though?”

Dorian blinked as if questioning what Raon was saying.

“Huh?”
“Eh?”
“You’re a swordsman before you’re a quartermaster!”

Unable to contain himself, Raon flicked Dorian on the head.

“Ugh….”

This time too, Dorian appeared to use his Insight as he leaned his torso backward to evade the flick.
It was absurd that he could use his skills so effectively while insisting supplies were more important.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Raon furrowed his brow and struck at Dorian’s ankle.

“Gack!”

Dorian finally lost his balance and tumbled to the ground.

“Oof….”
“Your evasion skills are becoming unnecessarily sharp.”

Raon looked down at Dorian with a frown.

“I knew you’d go for the legs… Ah! Here!”

Dorian, as if in pain, rubbed his back before suddenly pulling out a bottle of cold water from his waist pouch and offering it.

“Ha….”

I accepted the water from Dorian and let out a hollow laugh. The situation had left me dizzy, and I’d wanted to drink something cool—it seemed he’d read that desire the moment it crossed my mind.

“You’re better suited for this than fighting, aren’t you?”
“That’s what I’ve been saying.”

Dorian scratched his head with a sheepish grin. He genuinely seemed happier providing timely supplies than engaging in combat.

“My master has told me the same thing—that fighting doesn’t suit me.”
“I really should meet your master sometime.”

I gazed at Dorian and licked my lips.

“My master?”
“He’s taken care of my subordinate, so I owe him my thanks.”

Neither Wrath nor Glen knew that Dorian possessed the talent of Divine Insight. I wanted to meet him in person and see what kind of man he was.

-You’re hilarious! That’s not gratitude—that’s a sparring challenge!

Wrath snorted derisively, as if it were obvious.

‘You know me far too well.’

I nodded with a smile. Until now, I’d refrained from seeking out Jalec, fearing it might interfere with Dorian’s training. But now that I understood the situation, I was eager to test myself against him.

“Really?”

Dorian sprang to his feet, his face flushed with excitement.

“He’s truly a wonderful person! He reads my thoughts and takes care of everything for me!”

His face radiated joy at the prospect of seeing his master again.

‘So his master also possesses Divine Insight.’

That would make sense.

Jalec had bypassed Burren, Martha, and Lunan from the start, choosing only Dorian to take with him. It was clear that, possessing keen insight himself, he had recognized Dorian’s talent.

“Then guide me a bit.”

I drained the water Dorian had given me in one gulp and nodded.

“Yes!”

Dorian nodded and sprang to his feet. He seemed delighted at the prospect of meeting his master.

-No, this won’t do!

Wrath, who had been hovering vacantly in mid-air, suddenly blocked Dorian’s path.

-You’re taking an inseparable leech to your master right now!

He waved his hands frantically, but of course Dorian couldn’t see him and headed out into the street.

-Your master’s blood will be completely drained!

Wrath’s wails echoed hollowly through the empty Training Ground.

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Dorian came to a halt before a quiet Lakeside Cottage.
Like Lawrence’s cave, it was isolated from the Village, making it difficult to find.

“Master!”

Dorian knocked on the cottage door with a beaming smile.

“I told you not to call me master! And why did you come back when I told you to go!”

The cottage’s weathered door opened, and an old man with a full white beard stepped out.

‘Is that Jalec?’

Though his back was hunched, he was fundamentally short in stature.
Not just his beard, but his eyebrows and hair were tinged with a pale white, and his round face gave the impression of looking at an aged raccoon.

‘Is he really a Grand Master?’

Jalec’s martial prowess was at the peak of Grand Master—he hadn’t transcended beyond that realm, so I could certainly break through his level, yet strangely, I couldn’t muster confidence that I would win.

-An unusual intuition, I see.

Wrath clicked his tongue with interest and settled atop my head.

“You are….”

Jalec raised one eyebrow as he looked at me standing behind Dorian.

“I am Raon Zigheart. I came to offer my gratitude, as my subordinate said he received your kindness.”

Since Lectar had said he was a trustworthy person, I revealed my identity and bowed my head.

“This is a modest gift.”

I pulled out a wooden box containing spirit medicine and offered it to Jalec.

“Gratitude?”

Jalec let out a hollow laugh and twisted his jaw.

“So these days, young fellows offer their thanks while harboring competitive spirit in their eyes?”

He leaned on the staff he’d placed in front of the cottage and approached me.

“The Rion Lord spoke so proudly of his grandson—now I see why.”

Jalec examined me from top to bottom and nodded.

“Truly a bundle of talent. Though not talent you possessed from the beginning—talent that was forged.”

He shook his long eyebrows in disbelief as he got a proper look at me.

“Your pupils are quite unusual. You were born with Inane, yet both Cheonan and Maaan are dwelling within you simultaneously.”
“You’re speaking of my eyes, sir?”
“There’s a saying that eyes are the mirror of the soul. By looking at eyes alone, one can discern what kind of person you are and how you will live your life.”

Jalec stroked his beard while speaking in mysterious tones.

“Jalec, sir….”

I opened my mouth as I gazed into Jalec’s serene eyes.

“Do you possess the Insight Eye?”
“You know of the Insight Eye?”

Jalec lifted his chin slightly with an air of curiosity.

“I’ve only heard the name.”
“It’s called the Insight Eye, but it’s not as remarkable an ability as actually reading minds. I’d call it more of a protective ability.”

He chuckled softly, comparing it to a hedgehog’s spines.

“Master, please sit.”

Dorian approached Jalec as if he’d been waiting for this moment, offering him a wooden chair and a cup of steaming tea.

“Very well.”

Jalec unexpectedly accepted Dorian’s gesture and sipped the tea while seated in the chair.

“Here’s yours, Raon.”

Dorian produced a box of pearl ice cream that had been left over from what he’d given Lunan yesterday.

“Huh…?”
“Don’t you need it?”
“I don’t, actually.”

I shook my head firmly.

-I need the True Demon King! I need the True Demon King!

Wrath sprang to his feet and nodded vigorously.

-That’s it! It really is Heart’s Resonance! The True Demon King kept wanting to eat it, so it worked!

He cried out in triumph, having finally succeeded. He’d been clinging to my head this whole time—it seemed he’d been aiming for this all along.

“That’s enough.”

I told Wrath to put it back and lowered my hand.

-Nooooo!

Wrath let out an anguished wail of protest.

-If you refuse this, I’ll keep disrupting your training from today onward! I won’t let you sleep!
‘Ugh….’

I exhaled a long sigh and accepted the box of pearl ice cream that Dorian offered.

“Thank you….”
“You’re welcome!”

Dorian beamed, pleased that his judgment had been correct.

“Now then, speak your true intention.”

Jalec set down his empty teacup and nodded.

“I wish to experience what true Insight truly is.”

I bowed my head to Jalec.

“Would it be possible to request a sparring match?”

Even Dorian’s clumsy Insight had been enough to block my sword, so I was curious what would happen if I fought against a true master of Insight.

Moreover, Jalec was the second strongest martial artist I’d met since arriving at the Holy Sword Association, and I wanted to test myself against him properly.

“I hear you have a talent for learning the martial techniques of others.”

Jalec lifted his nearly closed eyelids.

“The Heavenly Eye will be difficult. This is….”

He watched Dorian, who was humming as he pulled weeds.

“It’s a talent only the righteous and fearful can possess. Like that boy over there.”

Jalec shook his head, telling me not to think about acquiring the Heavenly Eye.

“Then are you also fearful, Jalec?”
“Of course. I was fearful and weak. I brought that boy along because he reminded me of my younger self.”

He laughed, saying Dorian’s appearance was identical to his own when he was young.

“Then that works out well.”

I nodded calmly.

“I’m also fearful and righteous, after all.”

I smiled wryly as I said it.

-What…?
“Huh?”

Wrath, who had been drooling while looking at ice cream, and Dorian, who had been pulling weeds, both widened their eyes simultaneously. Drool streamed from both their mouths.

-What insane nonsense is this!
“What insane nonsense is this!”

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A soft metallic whisper.

I stood facing Jalec, the Heavenly Sword raised vertically before me.

“You’re positively brimming with appetite.”

Jalec chuckled and drew a blade from the staff he’d been using to support himself.

“Let’s see just how much talent your grandfather boasts about—the greatest on the Continent!”

He spoke as though waiting for me to strike first, yet he was the one who pushed off the ground. It was becoming clear: his words and actions were perpetually at odds.

Whoooosh!

Jalec’s footwork was leisurely, as if riding clouds, yet his speed was that of lightning bound in flesh.
In the blink of an eye, he’d closed the distance to my right side.

A sharp metallic ring!

I pivoted on my left ankle and unleashed the Snowstorm Sword Form—infused with both medium and heavy sword essence—toward Jalec. Azure cold radiated from the blade’s tip, pressing down upon the very space itself.

“Hmph!”

Jalec twisted his wrist with fluid grace, as if he’d foreseen the Holy Wind Sword Form, and cleaved through the dense cold aura.

A tremendous clash resounded!

The moment the Heavenly Sword rebounded, I leveraged the recoil to trace the Revolving Heaven—imbued with the essence of swift and thunder swords. Flames spun like a windmill, descending toward Jalec’s right arm.
A windmill-like spinning flame dropped down toward Jalec’s right arm.

“Your reflexes are sharp.”

Jalec extended his staff-sword as though reading my blade’s trajectory, striking the center of the Heavenly Sword with precision.

Another tremendous clash!

The Heavenly Sword was driven backward, leaving only flames in its wake, and struck the ground. It was absurd—I’d taken the initiative, yet I was still pushed back.

A deep, resonant boom.

I stepped on the Tae Hwa Technique and circled behind Jalec’s back. Dragging across the ground, I unleashed the Flame Wave Sword with the Heavenly Sword.

Kwaaaaa!

A wave of brilliant crimson flames engulfed Jalec’s entire body.

“It may look like a wave, but it’s ultimately just a sword strike.”

Jalec, completely unflustered, thrust his staff-sword five times each at the upper and middle levels.

Paaaaang!

As blue light flashed from his sword technique, the wave of the Flame Wave Sword subsided and the flames scattered into the empty air.

“Huh….”

I exhaled softly and lowered my gaze.

‘He’s different from Lawrence. It feels like fighting a sworn rival who knows me well.’

If Lawrence was like an eraser wiping away my sword strikes, Jalec was like someone reading the answer key and solving every problem I posed.
Similar, yet entirely different.

‘This is fun.’

I drew a thick smile and pushed off the ground. Charging forward, I infused the Heavenly Sword with the Swift Sword, Wind Sword, and Thunder Sword.
Unlike my sparring with Dorian, I poured my full power into it, and the Heavenly Sword became a red flash streaking through the air.

Zzzzzzang!

Jalec blocked the center of the Heavenly Sword as it descended like lightning, then aimed at my abdomen with the back of his staff-sword. His movement was as natural as a single brushstroke.

‘Abdomen? No….’

It was my chest.

Perhaps because I was fighting Jalec, who possessed the Eye of Truth. It seemed I could read where he was aiming as well.

Zzzzzzang!

I erected a small wall of Mana Threads to block Jalec’s sword strike.

“Hmm?”

Jalec’s eyes narrowed in surprise as he swung his sword again. His staff-sword bent in an odd manner, then thrust toward my shoulder.

‘This time, my waist.’

I read the true information from Jalec’s gaze, the movement of his sword, and the disturbance in the air. The countless sparring matches I’d conducted at the Holy Sword Association felt like they were providing me with the answers.

Clang!

I swept the Heavenly Sword in a semicircle and deflected Jalec’s blade as it drove toward my waist.

‘It feels like playing chess.’

Rather than a clash of pure force, this felt like a game of strategy—like chess. The thrill of it made me smile naturally.

“Let’s go faster!”

I grinned and charged directly at Jalec.

Clang!

Jalec raised his right eyebrow as he blocked my sword strikes—attacks that seemed to follow rules yet had none at all.

‘What is this…?’

When I first saw Raon, the talent of Insight clearly didn’t exist at all.

But now Raon was fighting a battle of strategy while reading my psychology as if he had awakened Insight.

“What are you….”

Jalec turned his head with an expression of disbelief.

“How did you awaken Insight!”
“It’s not so much Insight as….”

Raon calmly shook his head and deflected Jalec’s staff sword as it aimed for his thigh.

“It’s intuition. I happen to be quite perceptive.”
-Grrrraaaaahhh! Those words shouldn’t come from your mouth!

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