The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 819

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Chapter 819

Whoooosh!

I swallowed hard as I gazed at the golden flames that swirled around me.

‘Is it not taking me to the First Head of House’s memories?’

Normally, when I encountered golden flames, I would be drawn back a thousand years to the era when the First Head of House lived, but now they merely blocked my path.
Unlike what I experienced at the Holy Sword Association, these flames didn’t seem to be a gateway to the past.

‘It’s not hot.’

I placed my hand on the flickering flames before me, but felt no heat whatsoever. They were merely warm, like the gentle sunlight of an autumn afternoon.

‘It doesn’t seem intent on hindering me.’

I sensed no wariness from these flames—only a familiar warmth.

‘Then why are you blocking my way?’

As I narrowed my eyes in confusion, the golden flames undulated gently like dawn mist before slowly beginning to subside.

‘Now they’re fading.’

I thought this was strange indeed and was about to move forward again when—

Boom!

The golden flames burst upward like water droplets striking the ground, scattering in all directions.

Whoooosh!

The scattered flames took on human forms, and they began to mimic the actions of the scribes who worked here—touching documents, reading books.

‘What is this…?’

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. Witnessing the memories of the First Head of House was already surreal enough, but seeing flames move about in human form made it feel as though I were trapped in a dream.

-What are you doing? Wrath furrowed one brow downward in irritation.

-Stop wasting time and finish this already! he snapped, waving his hand dismissively.

He gestured carelessly, suggesting we hurry up and grab something to eat.

“Organization Master. Is something the matter?” I asked.

Chad tilted his head in confusion, apparently sensing nothing amiss either.

Both of them seemed unable to perceive the flame-beings at all.
Both of them seemed unable to see the people of flame.

“Is it only visible to me?”

Raon trembled at his fingertips as he watched the flame human burst through Chad.

“Now that I think about it…”

Humans made of flames appeared to be working, but they couldn’t actually touch books or bookshelves.
“Chad. Is this Archives always in such a state?”

I shook my head briefly as I watched a flame-being pass through Chad’s shoulder.

“Hmm, now that you mention it, it does seem warmer than usual today.”

Chad rolled up both sleeves and furrowed his brow.

“This Archives is always kept cool to protect the important books and documents. The temperature seems to have risen somewhat today.”

He moved toward the right wall, saying he should check the temperature control mechanism.

“….”

I narrowed my eyes sharply, not at Chad, but at the flame-beings moving back and forth beside him.

Raon narrowed his eyes sharply, not at Chad, but at the flame humans moving back and forth beside him.

‘What are they doing?’

The flame beings wandered throughout this entire facility filled with historical records, acting as though they were documenting and reading something. It truly resembled watching people who actually worked here.

“Hmm, the devices seem to be functioning without issue, yet something peculiar is occurring.”

Chad smacked his lips, suggesting he would need to summon a Mage later.

“Let me continue the tour for now. Please come this way.”
“…Yes.”

I nodded and followed Chad’s lead.
The flame beings paid no attention to Chad or me, remaining focused solely on their own work.

-What troubles you?

Wrath examined my expression and tilted his head. After spending so long together, he seemed to understand my state just by looking at my face.

‘Flame beings have suddenly appeared and are organizing this facility.’
-What nonsense. Must be a bumper crop of foolishness.

He waved his hand dismissively, telling me to stop spouting such drivel.

‘…I suppose it does sound that way.’

I chuckled softly and followed Chad deeper into the Archives.
Since I couldn’t fathom their purpose and they exerted no influence on me or anyone else, I decided to disregard them for now.

“These are the historical records containing information from seven hundred years ago.”

Chad withdrew an aged tome. Despite being a seven-hundred-year-old manuscript, it had been preserved so meticulously that it didn’t appear particularly ancient.

“Looking at the contents, it states: ‘The First Head of House closed the sky of Hell and opened the world of mankind.'”

He turned the book around and showed it to me.

“I see.”

I nodded while examining the book. Just as Chad had said, the legend of the First Head of House was inscribed in grand, flowing calligraphy.

“Of course, any Family or Kingdom could uncover such records.”

Chad chuckled, noting that such legends were piled high in prestigious Kingdoms and Families alike.

“But what’s somewhat peculiar is….”

He retrieved an older tome and opened it, his intellectual eyes gleaming with intrigue.

“Everywhere you look, there are records of the sky being sealed.”

In the book Chad presented, there were passages describing how the ancestor had sealed the pitch-black sky.

“The sky?”
“Yes. Isn’t that unusual? Most Families or Kingdoms would boast of hunting formidable monsters, defeating Demon Lords, or capturing the dragon everyone knows of. But in our records, there are numerous accounts of sealing various types of sky.”

He smacked his lips briefly, finding it peculiar.

“Ah, of course—I mean it’s strange, not ridiculous.”

Chad waved both hands, thinking I had misunderstood.

“No. I share a similar sentiment.”

I nodded calmly.

‘His deeds were extraordinary in many ways, after all.’

The Training Grounds of Zigheart, the Underwater Dungeon, the World Tree, the Sword Master’s Tomb, even the lands of the Holy Sword Association’s predecessor—the seeds he had sown were scattered far and deep.
For the balance sheet to make sense, his opponent would truly need to be Hell itself, or the very sky.

“Oh! You’re the first person to agree with me!”

Chad’s expression brightened with delight as he stepped forward.

“I’ll extract the books I remember for now. Of course, since I haven’t read all the historical records in this place, I won’t be able to find everything.”

In mere minutes, he had pulled out dozens of volumes and laid them before me.
To remember the contents of all these books—he was truly an exceptional individual.

“I’m afraid I must take my leave. I have a morning meeting to attend.”

Chad carefully stacked a mountain of books before me and bowed with measured respect.

“Thank you for preparing everything, even though I arrived so early.”

I set down the book I’d been reading and returned his bow.

“Not at all! If not for the meeting, I would have spent the entire day searching for books for you. It’s truly a shame.”

Chad clicked his tongue with genuine regret, drawing out the sound.

“It’s fine. I’ll search for them myself from now on.”

I smiled faintly and bowed my head.

“Understood. Should you need any assistance, please call upon me at any time.”

Chad offered a courteous farewell and made his way toward the exit, glancing back repeatedly as though reluctant to leave.

“….”

I watched Chad’s departing figure, my eyes narrowing.

‘Is he still loyal to Karun?’

Chad was someone who had offered help and recognition even when everyone else dismissed me. Though it was possible he’d been sent by Karun or another member of the Main Lineage, just as Judith had been, I found it difficult to fully trust him.
Yet lately, my perception had shifted somewhat.

‘For now, I should focus on my own tasks.’

What was certain was that regardless of whom Chad followed, he held genuine affection for Zigheart. Since I wasn’t competing for the position of Head of House, there was no need to concern myself with the Bi-Yeon Society. I settled into my seat and opened a book.
If there was no Head of House competition, there would be no need to worry about the Bi-Yeon Society, so I immediately took my seat and opened a book.

Instead of worrying about some human from a thousand years ago, why don’t you pay attention to a supreme being who has lived for thousands of years?

Wrath waved his plump hand dismissively, telling him not to waste his effort.

“A supreme being who has lived for thousands of years… surely not…?”

Raon furrowed his brow as he looked at Wrath.

‘You?’
-Of course! There is no being in this world more noble or knowledgeable than I, the True Demon King!

Wrath spread his hand elegantly, seemingly unaware that he resembled cotton candy.

‘…Have you heard of Anima?’
-Is that the name of a new ice cream? It looks delicious!

He smacked his lips loudly. It seemed he had forgotten despite hearing it together with the Sword Saint.

‘I figured as much.’

Raon sighed and turned his gaze back to the book.

-Ugh! W-well, hurry up and finish. I still have so many things I want to eat….’
‘Be quiet before you eat Nadine bread.’
-Huff!

Wrath immediately closed his mouth without another word.

‘So you really do dislike Nadine bread.’
-Of course! I hate it just as much as those Mad Women!

He shook his head vigorously, insisting he absolutely despised it.

‘But they loved you dearly. I could introduce you properly….’
-Shut up!

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“Tsk!”

A swallow perched on a branch frowned as it gazed down at the Secret Meeting Hall building.

“Where did he go?”

Raon’s presence suddenly vanished as I followed the scowling man.
Even watching through the window, I couldn’t determine his location, and my chest grew tight with frustration.

“Even with this body, I can’t get inside….”

The building, befitting Zigheart’s intelligence-gathering organization, had such tight security that not even a mouse could slip through.
It was an impenetrable fortress even for me, who could borrow the bodies of various animals.

“Hmph.”

A scoffing sound echoed through the air. When I lifted my head, an exceedingly faint pink mist—like melted azalea petals—shimmered before me.

That stalker. After fighting all day on the cliff and ultimately reaching a stalemate, we’d made a small agreement and entered Zigheart together.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

Rust looked down at Merlin and snorted derisively.

“Well, human stalking has its limits. Your effort was commendable, though.”

She let out a small, mocking laugh as if the victory was already decided.

“Ugh….”

Merlin’s wings trembled as she gazed up at Rust, whose spirit form had dissolved into the air.

“I’m the stalker who can follow him best.”

Rust, convinced she’d won the stalking contest, advanced toward the Secret Meeting Hall with her pink current subdued and moving at an agonizingly slow pace. Apart from that sluglike speed, she seemed like she truly wouldn’t be detected by anyone.
If it weren’t for the slow, snail-like pace, it seemed like no one would ever notice.

“Ugh…”

Merlin bit her beak until it bled. She was debating whether to send out her soul to retrieve the body when she spotted a tiny spider hanging in the crack of the window.

“That’s it!”

Merlin flew directly forward and positioned herself in front of the spider.

“!”

The spider, caught in the gaze of a predator, trembled in place, too terrified to move.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.”

Merlin attempted a soul conversation with the spider. The success rate with insects was extremely low, but that wasn’t important right now. She had to succeed by sheer force of will if necessary.

Whoooosh!

Fortunately, the spider complied with her request. Of course, Raon would pay the price later, but for now, all that mattered was winning.

“Hah!”

Merlin sent forth a swallow and, having permeated the spider’s body, jerked her head up sharply.

“How can you be so slow? I’ll be dead of old age before you get here!”

Merlin waved her hand dismissively at the sluggishly approaching Rust and crawled through the window gap.

“That’s really….”

Rust forcibly burst forward and climbed above the window. She expended her soul to block the window frame where Merlin was attempting to enter.

“Get out of the way!”
“You can’t go!”

The 241st duel between the spider, the cloud-form Rust, and Merlin had begun.

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“Sigh….”

I set down the history book from nine hundred years ago with a short sigh.

‘It’s not here either.’

The documents Chad had provided all contained information about the First Head of House Zigheart.

However, there was no record of what the First Head of House actually did or whom he fought.
There were only accounts of his incredible Achievements—closing the heavens or destroying Hell—and records that he established Zigheart afterward.

‘There must be something else….’

What I wanted to find wasn’t this, but rather information about the Anima the First Head of House fought and what he had prepared.
It seemed I needed to examine records from an even earlier period.

‘The next book….’

I reached to the right, but there was nothing to grasp. It appeared I had already read through all the books Chad had stacked.

‘Wow, already?’
—Already? Alllllready?

Wrath thrust his round face forward with a furrowed brow.

—This place is underground, so it’s already night outside! What are you doing without eating!

He grabbed my collar and shook me up and down, complaining about why he had to starve even at home.

“Hmm….”

I glanced up at the ceiling and smacked my lips.

‘It does seem to be evening now.’

Feeling hunger creep in, it appeared that considerable time had indeed passed, just as Wrath said.

‘Then I should get some Nadin Bread….’
—Grrrrrowl!

The moment I reached for my spatial pouch to retrieve the Nadin Bread, Wrath gnashed his teeth like an enraged beast.

-If you take out that bread, the True Demon King dies, and so do you!

Wrath’s fists trembled as he insisted we’d all perish together. He looked like an adorable fluffy puppy, but because he’d waited patiently all this time, I couldn’t bring myself to take out the Nadine Bread.

‘I understand. Let’s head back today.’
-You should have done that from the start!
‘I’ll just organize things quickly.’

I returned the books I’d read back to the shelves in the Archives.
The flame beings continued to wander throughout the entire Archives, but having seen them so often, I’d grown accustomed to their presence—they barely registered anymore.

After placing the final book on the shelf and turning to leave, I noticed something odd about the behavior of a few flame beings.

‘What are they doing?’

Unlike the other flame beings who appeared to be reading, pulling out, and organizing books—though they couldn’t actually do so—two of them simply stood motionless before the wall at the far end.

‘That stance is…’

A guard position?

Their eyes didn’t even shift, and the way they stood in place suggested they were protecting something.

“Hmm.”

I swallowed dryly and approached the wall where the two flame beings stood.

-What are you trying to do now!
‘Just a moment.’

I silenced Wrath’s protests and stood before the wall. The flame beings didn’t seem to perceive me, remaining perfectly still in their positions.

Whoosh.

I exhaled slowly and placed my hand against the wall. Naturally, nothing happened.

‘So it’s not it after all?’

I let out a hollow laugh and was about to withdraw my hand when I felt that warm energy emanating from the flame beings on both sides—the same sensation I’d felt when I first arrived here.

‘Surely not….’

I pressed my lips together firmly and activated both the Ring of Fire and Manhwagong simultaneously.

Whoooosh!

In that instant, the flame humans standing on both sides—no, all the flame humans in this space converged toward my fingertips, and a door of flames opened before my eyes in the wall.

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