The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 816

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Chapter 816

I nodded with a composed gaze.

‘As I thought.’

The countless monsters that blanketed the Continent, the Strange Being with white eyes that didn’t exist in the present world, and what had transpired at the Sword Master’s Tomb—all of it had led me to anticipate that the ancestor who appeared in my dreams was the First Zigheart Family Head.

“Looking at those eyes, it seems you already knew.”

Glen Zigheart drew a subtle smile, as if he had read my expression.

“The, the First Zigheart Family Head?”

Burren Zigheart swallowed hard and pushed himself upright.

“Then could it be… that book as well?”

His lips trembled as he seemed to realize that the Zigheart Ancestor who wrote the martial arts manual of the Sword of Overcoming was the First Family Head.

“It appears so.”

I nodded as I withdrew the martial arts manual of the Sword of Overcoming from my possession.

“The First Family Head wrote that martial arts manual?”
“Wow…”

Martha and Dorian also widened their eyes in astonishment.

“The First Family Head’s martial arts manual?”

Glen Zigheart gazed at the manual in my hands with questioning eyes, as if asking what I was talking about.

“There is something I failed to tell you about the matter with Darkan.”

I climbed onto the Platform and extended the martial arts manual to Glen Zigheart.

“It’s a martial arts manual for the Overcoming Sword that Darkan gave me to repay a debt. However, the Overcoming Sword described within it….”

I paused for a moment before slowly parting my lips.

“It was completely identical to the Overcoming Sword used by the golden-haired, red-eyed swordsman who appeared in my dream.”
“So that’s why you asked such a question.”

Glen nodded slowly as if understanding at last.

“Now that I think about it, the Manhwagong you obtained.”

He felt the flames writhing within my dantian and lifted his gaze.

“That martial arts manual, which for a thousand years has not been granted to anyone’s hands, also belongs to the First Zigheart Family Head.”

Glen grasped my shoulder and drew a gentle smile.

“I have only seen that person through written words, but seeing the Manhwagong pass to you and even having dreams about it, it seems our ancestor shows favoritism to his descendants.”

He nodded, not with regret but rather with joy.

“What kind of dream was it?”

Lunan lifted his keen eyes, more curious about the dream’s contents than anything else.

“Well….”

I looked at Glen, Sheryl beside him, and Roen, then lowered the hands I had been gathering in front of my abdomen.

‘It should be fine to speak here.’

Everyone in the Audience Chamber could be trusted, so there seemed to be no problem in sharing what I had seen in the dream.

“On the current Holy Sword Association’s land….”

I recounted the story of the First Zigheart Family Head and his companions that I had seen in the dream, without any exaggeration or omission.

“Considering that the previous Holy Sword Master found this book at the current Holy Sword Association, it seems there must be a deep connection between the Holy Sword Association and Zigheart that we are unaware of.”
“Hmm….”

Glen also raised his eyebrows in surprise at that part.

“If that’s truly the case, we cannot simply dismiss it as an ordinary dream.”

Sheryl nodded, her sharp gaze piercing.

“Indeed. Judging by the fact that you recreated the Sword of Overcoming from your dream, it cannot be a mere dream. It could be magic that captures memories, or perhaps a curse.”

Roen chuckled, saying he would need to consider this from multiple angles.

“That is why I wish to ask the Head of House something.”

I lowered the Martial Scripture and looked toward Glen.

“What kind of person was the First Zigheart Family Head?”

Since Glen might know about the First Family Head’s deeds, I posed the question directly.

“The First Zigheart Family Head lived a thousand years ago.”

Glen slowly closed his eyes.

“Whether true or false, it was an era when the Dragon of Ruin descended and Monsters dominated humanity. Since it was not an age of mankind, there are few records from that time.”

He shook his head briefly, saying he himself could not know the details about the First Family Head.

“I see…”

I bit my lip thinly.

‘It makes sense—even Derus Robert could barely obtain texts from that era.’

Books and records about history from a thousand years ago scarcely exist.
The common threads are only the Dragon of Ruin and the endless war between humans and Monsters. Everything else varies wildly, making it unreliable.

“However, Zigheart does possess a few records.”

Glen lifted the hand holding the Jade Throne and extended his index finger.

“The First Zigheart Family Head slew the Dragon of Ruin alongside his companions, and upon its corpse, he established this Zigheart. However, other historical records claim the dragon was slain in the South, or that all of humanity united their strength for the deed. Depending on who interprets them, the accounts vary considerably. Yet there is one commonality across all the records….”

He exhaled slowly, his brows furrowed.

“After founding the Family, the First Zigheart Family Head’s trail vanishes entirely.”
“His trail vanishes?”
“Indeed. After establishing Zigheart and stabilizing the Family, he simply disappeared without a trace.”

Glen shook his head, stating that the First Family Head never returned to Zigheart after founding it.

“Hmm….”

I murmured the word “trail” to myself, narrowing my eyes.

‘This resembles the Sword Master’s story.’

Glen’s account bore a striking similarity to what the Sword Master had told me within his tomb.

‘Questions keep mounting.’

I grew curious about the First Family Head’s true purpose, whether he had truly battled the Dragon of Ruin, and who the Strange Being with inverted black and white eyes truly was.

“If you’re truly curious, venture into the Underground of the Bi-Yeon Society.”

Glen gave a short nod.

“The Underground of the Bi-Yeon Society?”
“As you know, the Bi-Yeon Society is Zigheart’s intelligence organization. Its history is intertwined with the very origins of Zigheart itself. Even I have not seen everything it contains, so if you search through that place, you may uncover something.”

He offered to write me a permit and advised me to conduct the investigation myself.

“Understood. Thank you.”

I stepped back and bowed respectfully.

“Very well. You must be exhausted, so take your leave for today.”

Glen waved his hand, acknowledging my efforts.

“I will return to visit you again later.”

Raon bowed once more before departing the Audience Chamber alongside Burren, Martha, Dorian, and Lunan.

“…Remarkable.”

Roen exhaled softly as he gazed at the carpet where Raon had stood.

“Could it be that what happened that day was no mere coincidence?”

He shook his head, recalling how Raon had obtained the Manhwagong.

“Now that I think about it, didn’t you say the First Zigheart Family Head’s martial arts scripture turned to ash?”

Sheryl smoothed her fingertips as she regarded Roen.

“Yes. The scripture was consumed by golden flames, and Raon said that all of its contents were engraved into his mind.”

Roen nodded, remarking it was something he would never forget in his lifetime.

“Raon. What exactly is that boy…?”

Sheryl exhaled in bewilderment, unable to comprehend.

“When coincidence repeats itself, it ceases to be coincidence.”

Glen shook his head briefly and turned his gaze toward the window.

“It seems Raon may have been chosen by the First Zigheart Family Head himself.”

He gazed at the distant mountains and released a quiet sigh.

….

The three fell silent for a moment, watching the sun descend beneath the western mountains.

“…We must investigate the First Zigheart Family Head.”

Glen Zigheart turned around as if his resolve had crystallized. A sharp gleam of determination flashed across his previously serene eyes.

“Even if they’re an ancestor, I can’t overlook them if they pose a threat to Raon.”

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I turned back to look at the Patriarch’s Hall as soon as I stepped outside.

“It seems like we’ll have a mission coming up soon. Take two days to rest.”

I nodded while instructing Burren, Martha, Lunan, and Dorian to take a break.

“I’m heading to the Training Ground. Every single one of my unit members has lost their edge, and I can’t just leave them be!”

Martha furrowed her brow, saying she’d go to the 5th Training Ground and whip them all into shape.

“My people are the same. They’ve lost the fire in their eyes.”

Burren smacked his lips, determined to show them what proper training looked like.

“Hmm… hmm… hmm… I’ll go too.”

Lunan seemed conflicted, smacking her lips several times, but she clenched her fists, saying she couldn’t just leave her unit members alone either.

“Me too! I’ll make sure to straighten out Crain!”

Dorian laughed heartily, saying he’d show Crain the majesty of his Insight.

“Good. Then I’ll see you all at the Training Ground tomorrow.”

I waved lightly and headed toward the Annex Building first.

‘Right. Let me focus on what’s in front of me for now.’

There was no need to rush about events from a thousand years ago.

I was curious about who the First Zigheart Family Head was and what he was after, but anxiously waiting wouldn’t yield any information.
For now, it seemed best to focus on what I needed to do and investigate bit by bit.

-You think well. Cooking over too high a flame will burn everything to ash!

Wrath nodded, approving of my reasoning.

-How about we have dinner and then head to the Pearl Ice Cream Shop?

He watched my expression carefully, poking at my waist with his chubby elbow.

‘Why not.’
-I knew you’d refuse… huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened in surprise.

-Really? What’s gotten into you?
‘You’ve helped me a lot.’

Thanks to Wrath stepping in, I was able to stop the Holy Sword Master’s Order, and I gained Rust’s power as well. I could easily afford to buy him some pearl ice cream.

-Then, what about a parfait?
‘I’ll buy it.’
-Chocolate chip cookies and pineapple cookies too?
‘Sure.’
-Mint chocolate tea as well?
‘Enough already!’

I finally lost my patience and kicked Wrath away.

-Kyeeek!

Watching him roll across the floor like a ball, I narrowed my eyes.

‘Hmm?’

Again, I felt that sensation of being watched. Yet there was no one around.

‘Is it Merlin?’

No, that’s not it.

If it were Merlin, she would have certainly come looking for me, so it couldn’t be her.

‘It must just be my imagination.’

I shook my head and turned back toward the Annex Building.

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“This never gets old.”

Merlin, transformed into an owl, watched Raon walking toward the Annex Building and licked her lips with satisfaction.

“Just seeing that face makes me so happy.”

She trembled her wings excitedly at the sight of Raon and hummed a little tune.

“Close your mouth…”

Rust bit her lip as she observed not Raon, but the entire Zigheart compound.

“What is that? Is that really human?”

From within the tallest building, something transcending humanity emanated forth. I had encountered countless demons and humans while searching for Wrath, but never had I sensed a presence of this magnitude.
I encountered countless members of the Demon Race and humans while searching for Wrath, but this was the first time I’d faced an existence of that caliber.

“The moment I go in there, I’ll be caught.”

It was not merely strength—the intensity of conviction behind it sent a chill racing down my spine.
It wasn’t just that he was strong, but I could feel an intense conviction behind it, so a chill ran down my spine.

“Hehe.”

Merlin, inhabiting the owl’s body, let out a delighted laugh as she looked at Rust.

“With that body, the moment you step in, you’ll become Grandfather’s scabbard.”

She nodded, telling him to jump in if he wanted to die.

“No, that’s not it.”

Rust exhaled softly and shook her head.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve encountered someone like that.”
“What do you mean by that?”

Merlin’s ears perked up.

“When I first came here, I faced a massive existence that transcended humanity. Inside that one was a monster that wouldn’t lose even when compared to humans. Of course, he was mixed in, but….”

Rust frowned, not expecting there to be two humans of that caliber.

“Yeah. I don’t care about the other one. Now it’s all over.”

Merlin flapped her wings mockingly at Rust with an owl’s face.

“Over?”

Rust tilted her chin at Merlin.

“If you move even one step from there, Grandfather will fly over and sever your neck. Our stalking contest ends here.”

Merlin made a cutting motion across her neck with her wing and giggled.

“Then I’m off.”

She cried out that she and that one would live well together, then spread her wings wide.

“Wait!”

Rust shook her head, her brows lowered.

“Not yet.”

She bit her lip firmly and placed her hand over her right eye. Her blue pupils began to tint with crimson light as a rich, intoxicating fragrance bloomed into existence.

Whoooosh!

Rust created transparent smoke with a pink-hued current and sent it sweeping into Zigheart. It was a search conducted using the soul of a Demon Lord—not aura or mana.

“Your soul?”

Merlin’s eyes widened as she watched Rust’s soul dissolve into the air.

“You’re dissolving your soul into the atmosphere? You won’t be able to recover that, will you?”

Unlike herself, who communed with animals, a soul expended in such a manner could never be reclaimed. It was quite literally the same as throwing away a piece of one’s own soul.

“Don’t you dare compare me to some mere human like you.”

Rust lifted her chin and let out a scornful laugh.

“I can afford to waste this much without a second thought.”

She shook her head, as though to say that for the sake of the one she loved, even her soul was a trivial sacrifice.

Hmph!

Merlin ground her teeth and sprang into the air. Using the wings of an owl, she swept the fragments of Rust’s soul dispersing through the atmosphere away from Zigheart and behind her instead. It was an equally foolish act of soul expenditure.
It was an equally foolish act that consumed the soul.

“What are you doing!”
“Flying.”

Merlin simply snorted, as if to say she was merely soaring through the air.

“Stop it! I haven’t finished dissolving it all yet!”
“Let’s see if you can beat this pathetic human.”
“Fine! Let’s do this!”

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While the Demon Lords and the Mages clashed with their very souls on the line, I finished dinner and entered my room.

-Kyaaaaa!

Wrath’s cheeks flushed crimson as he flapped both hands excitedly.

-Home cooking truly reigns supreme! The flavors, the dishes I adore, the care poured into every bite!

He clutched his belly and chuckled contentedly, savoring a meal he hadn’t enjoyed in far too long.

‘He’s in a good mood.’

I settled onto the edge of the bed and let out a soft chuckle.

-Splendid!

Wrath nodded rapidly in agreement.

-My belly is full of delicious food, and now you’re taking me for ice cream besides. How could I possibly be displeased!

He licked his lips with anticipation, clearly relishing the prospect.

“Ah….”

I sighed softly as I watched Wrath’s tongue dart across his lips.

“Look, you’ve eaten everything you wanted, so your stomach is full. About going tomorrow….”
-Woof!

Wrath let out a bark-like cry, making it abundantly clear that postponement was absolutely unacceptable.
Despite the cuteness of his outburst, those rippling blue eyes gleamed with the intensity of a commander surveying a battlefield.

-Don’t you dare spoil this wonderful mood!
‘Fine, fine.’

I exhaled a long sigh and rose to my feet.

-Of course that would happen!

Wrath snorted, saying that he wouldn’t listen to words alone.

-The True Demon King’s belly is full of delicious food, and my mood is excellent from seeing Mother. Do not ruin this joy.

It was when he gestured for me to move faster.

[You have received sincere recognition from a Transcendent.]
[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]
[All stats have…..]
[Trait…..]
[Trait…..]

The reward messages that had accumulated from defeating Darkan came flooding in all at once.

“I was wondering why they weren’t coming.”

I chuckled as I read the messages.

“You feeling alright?”

As I turned to look back while saying that, Wrath’s jaw trembled as he forcibly tried to suppress his excitement.

-W-what do you take the True Demon King for! I am the Lord of Wrath! Of course I anticipated something of this magnitude!

Wrath shook his head, insisting he wasn’t upset. But the messages still weren’t finished.

[You have fooled the Demon Lord of Lust.]
[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]
[All stats have…..]

The second set of messages appeared regarding fooling Rust.

“Wrath?”
-Ugh, I’m still feeling fine. L-listen, before the True Demon King’s breath runs out, hurry to the Ice Cream Shop….

Just as he was about to lower his hand while forcing a smile, another message appeared.

[The trait 【Lust】 has been unlocked.]

Wrath’s twisted smile shattered like glass as he read the final message.

-You’re saying I should compete in aura with the True Demon King right now!

Unable to contain himself any longer, Wrath hurled his fist at the message.

“Wrath. Are you alright?”
-How could I be alright? You psychopathic sword maniac!

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