The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 823

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Chapter 823

“You saw the Soul Stone?”

Aris Zigheart snorted as she looked at Rabawin.

“What could you possibly see? You’re the one with only one eye.”
“This is fake!”

Rabawin removed the fake eye patch and frowned.

“You forced me to wear it even though I didn’t want to!”
“Still, you can’t see properly with it on, can you?”

Aris tilted her chin, pointing out that covering one’s eye with a patch naturally obscured vision.

“Actually….”

Rabawin lifted the eye patch and smacked his lips.

“I did poke a hole in it, about the size of a millet grain….”

He lowered his gaze sheepishly, embarrassed to admit he’d drilled a hole in the patch.

“Not a single one of you maintains the concept properly.”

Aris sighed and tapped the letter with her finger.

“Regardless, you did see it correctly, right? The fact that Grandfather sent two letters with the same content means it’s not an ordinary matter.”

She lowered her brow, asking if he was truly certain.

“I understand. Since the Head of House sent the letter himself, it must be important. But I saw it clearly.”

Rabawin nodded with a grave expression in his eyes.

“The sun and moon drawing close, touching each other… I don’t quite remember the details. Anyway, where did you see the soul stone?”
“It was not long after we ventured out to sea, when you were making a fuss about catching a whale with a fishing rod, wasn’t it?”

He lowered his hand as if asking if I remembered.

“I remember. We didn’t catch the whale—we only caught the White Blood Cult.”

Aris laughed with a smirk, recalling it all.

“Yes. You started the quarrel, and we had to fight.”

Rabawin furrowed his brow, asking if I didn’t remember how he’d gone straight into the ship, annoyed.

“It was rough back then…”
“There were too many of them.”

The bald middle-aged man and the woman with the eye patch also shook their heads, as if remembering that day.

“I don’t remember? Didn’t I take care of all of them?”

Aris straightened her posture confidently, despite having no recollection.

“Well, never mind.”

Rabawin exhaled a long sigh and lifted his gaze.

“That was when I saw the soul stone.”

He pointed toward the sun hanging in the sky, narrowing his eyes.

“The sun and moon drew so close they became each other’s shadow, and strange light wavered around them. In the moment when the sun and moon passed each other like parting lovers, a rainbow shimmer flashed from the stone beneath my feet.”

Rabawin clasped his hands together, as if it were a memory he could never forget.

“You fool! If you saw something like that, you should have picked it up right away!”

Aris struck her chest, saying it was frustrating.

“We were fighting because of you!”

Rabawin swept his hand down dramatically, as if wielding a sword.

“I only saw it because I got beaten by the Apostle and ended up separated!”

His teeth ground together as the anger from that time came rushing back.

“So you remember the location?”

Aris Zigheart paid no mind to Rabawin’s fury as she asked about the location of the spirit stone.

“Y-yes, I remember. It’s on Rocky Island, a bit away from Sevil Island. But…”

Rabawin’s eyes darted sideways.

“The thing is, Rocky Island has so many rocks, and it’s been so long that I…”
“You can find it if you take the time to search.”

Aris Zigheart tilted her head as if questioning what the problem was.

“It’s not that I won’t search…”

Rabawin turned his head away, biting his lip.

“What did you say?”
“N-no, nothing!”

He cried out with his shoulders raised, as if muttering to himself.

“First, I need to send a reply, right?”
“That’s right.”

Rabawin nodded.

“But why are you just standing there?”
“Huh? Me?”
“Then who else!”

Aris Zigheart tossed a crumpled letter from her bosom.

“Ugh….”

Rabawin took the letter and, chewing his lips nervously, entered the captain’s quarters.

“These days, kids won’t understand unless you spell it out for them…hm?”

It was then that Aris Zigheart shook her head in disagreement. A letter bearing the Zigheart family crest suddenly fell onto her head.

“What? Did they send another one already? What on earth is going on?”

Aris Zigheart, sensing that this was no ordinary matter, examined the letter with a darkened gaze.

“They’re sending Raon and asking us to search for the Soul Stone together?”

She erased the serious light from her eyes in an instant and drew a cheerful smile across her face.

“Then I suppose we should go greet our nephew?”

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I placed my hand on the sheath of the Heavenly Sword.

Shhhhk!

The Heavenly Sword drew itself and rose into the air.

‘It’s improved considerably.’

Previously, the achievement of the Sword of Undefeated Will had been so weak that a sharp friction sound would echo when drawing the blade, but now I could control it with the precision of drawing it by hand.

‘All of this….’

I gazed down at my chest and clenched my fist.

‘It’s all thanks to the Ring of Fire.’

Thanks to the synergistic effect of the Ring of Fire, my power with Manhwagong and my swordsmanship level had risen, and my progress with Icebreaker Sword was accelerating rapidly.
It felt as though the seals that had bound me were breaking free. Confidence surged through me—as if I could accomplish anything.

‘So that’s why he called this a critical period.’

Glen, as if he understood everything about me, had advised me to use this time efficiently.
True to his words, my martial prowess was rising at such a rate that time itself felt precious.
At this pace, without even encountering a major event or achieving enlightenment, I could reach transcendence within a few years.

‘Let me push further.’

I manifested the Heavenly Sword in the air and unfolded Radiant Fang Sword.
The sensory swordsmanship, freed from the constraints of human hands, carved through the sky with extreme freedom and ruthless precision.

‘Could the swordmaster who created Radiant Fang Sword have wielded Icebreaker Sword technique?’

As I deployed Radiant Fang Sword using Icebreaker Sword technique, the awkward parts that had lingered smoothly unraveled like silk.
It seemed the founder of Radiant Fang Sword must have conceived the technique with Icebreaker Sword in mind.

“Ha….”

Martha exhaled softly as she watched the Heavenly Sword floating in the air.

“When did that become so natural?”

She shook her head in disbelief.

“He’s definitely changed.”

Burren Zigheart nodded heavily, his jaw set firm.

“His previous Icebreaker Sword was filled with nothing but raw power, but now subtle mastery is beginning to take root in his technique.”

He wiped cold sweat from his brow, finding Raon’s talent terrifying.

“At this rate, he might actually be able to create a martial manual for Icebreaker Sword that even we could use?”

Martha licked her lips eagerly, her anticipation evident.

“It’s possible. That guy follows through when he decides to do something.”

Burren watched Raon concentrate on the Heavenly Sword with a calm smile.

“A sword that flies through the heavens….”

Lunan gazed at the Heavenly Sword radiating sharpness, his eyes growing distant and hazy.

“That’s not allowed.”

Martha shook her head at Lunan.

“Taking a nap while riding a sword? Even the Head of House can’t do that!”

She snorted dismissively, telling him to wake up.

“I can.”

Lunan narrowed his eyes, insisting he could move even while dreaming.

“You can’t.”
“I can.”

As Martha and Lunan bickered with their foreheads pressed together, the Training Ground door opened and Roen entered.

“Master Roen?”

When Raon turned his head, the Heavenly Sword descended smoothly and slid into its scabbard.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen smiled warmly as he observed the Heavenly Sword moving of its own accord.

“What a refined Heavenly Sword. It seems I would no longer be a match for you.”

He nodded emphatically, speaking with genuine admiration.

“I still have much to learn.”

Raon chuckled and shook his head.

-Then we still have a long way to go!

Wrath nodded in agreement and spread both hands wide.

-You’re still just a brat! There’s much more ahead!

He wrinkled his nose, telling me not to be satisfied.

‘I know.’

Raon chuckled softly and stepped down from the platform, standing in front of Roen.

“Thank you for coming all this way. What brings you here?”
“The Head of House has summoned the Organization Master.”

Roen bowed his head, saying it was an important matter.

“An important matter….”

If something important had come up now, it could only be about the Soul Stone to save Sia. It seemed Aris had finally made contact.

“Then for a moment….”
“Don’t worry. Go ahead.”

Just as I was about to give the Gwangpung Corps instructions for independent training, Rimer, who had been lying beneath the Platform, waved his hand.

“I’ll take care of it.”

Rimer said to leave it to him, then let out a long yawn like a sloth.

“Mm.”

Normally I wouldn’t have trusted Rimer and would have left it to the squad leaders, but having witnessed his true heart directly, I nodded.

“Then I’ll leave it in your hands.”
“Yeah, leave it to me.”

Raon bowed to Rimer before following Roen out of the Training Ground.

“Ahem.”

Rimer climbed onto the platform with measured steps after Raon had left the Training Ground.

“Now then, everyone’s attention.”

At his gesture, the Gwangpung Corps stopped their training and gathered before the platform.

“Well, today is….”
“Today’s regular training is sword inspection.”

Burren, uncertain what training Rimer had in mind, promptly informed him of the schedule.

“Yes, sword inspection training is fine, but I have something to say today.”

Rimer shrugged as he looked at the Gwangpung Corps.

“As expected. He’s up to something again.”

Martha furrowed her brow, her thoughts written plainly on her face.

“Is it nap time?”

Lunan’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

“Unfortunately, it’s not nap time.”

Rimer shook his head with a gentle smile.

“Today I want to talk about the Gwangpung Corps.”

He met the eyes of each Gwangpung Corps member in turn, rubbing the back of his neck.

“All of you, including myself, don’t show it outwardly, but I’m sure you all carry gratitude toward Raon in your hearts.”

Rimer’s eyes gleamed quietly, as if they held the stillness of dawn.

“So everyone must know by now. That there are circumstances Raon cannot be told about.”

He drew a quiet smile, as if asking whether I didn’t already understand.

“Hmm….”
“That’s certainly true.”

The Gwangpung Corps nodded slightly, sensing the situation but unable to ask carelessly.

“He doesn’t speak of it, but Raon has always looked toward one place alone. The reason he trains day and night must be because of those circumstances.”

Rimer gazed down at the platform where Raon had been training moments before, clicking his tongue softly.

“Yet in the midst of all that, Raon created techniques for you, helped with your training, and even saved your lives. I too have received considerable aid from that boy.”

He nodded, recalling the artificial core center Raon had given him.

“That Raon is suffering now. It’s time we repay that debt.”

Rimer straightened his posture, his hand gripping his sword hilt.

“We understand that well enough, but how?”

Martha bit her lip as she looked at Rimer.

“It’s simple.”

Rimer raised his hand lightly.

“Grow stronger and ascend to greater heights.”

His eyes gleamed with a chill sharper than any blade.

“Greater heights?”
“Everyone knows this, but the Gwangpung Corps is formidable. Not only the commander, but the members themselves would become unit leaders or vice commanders if they transferred to other units or divisions.”

Rimer nodded, stating that the Gwangpung Corps had become the strongest military force aside from the front lines.

“We cannot remain in the Gwangpung Corps forever. Whether by choice or circumstance, we will eventually be divided. Until that time comes, grow as much as possible and become the leader of another unit and division.”
“Um, well, that’s….”

Crain’s lips trembled as if he harbored an unpleasant thought.

“It’s not rebellion or revolution.”

Rimer shook his head lightly.

“Raon cannot explain his circumstances to protect us and prevent harm to the Family. He’s asking us to build a strong foundation and military power so that we can support him even if he leaves alone.”

He struck his chest with his fist as he spoke to all of the Gwangpung Corps, telling them to become leaders of their respective units.

“You can do this, right?”
“….”

The Gwangpung Corps did not answer, but nodded with blazing eyes.

“Um, well….”

Dorian approached the platform, extending trembling hands forward.

“Do we have to separate?”
“We might not have to. But as the war intensifies and we lack personnel, we will eventually be divided.”

Rimer shook his head, saying that the current Gwangpung Corps had become far too powerful.

“I understand what you’re saying. I know it’s the right thing to do.”

Martha exhaled a long sigh.

“But it’s strange hearing such words from the Deputy Commander’s mouth. Did you perhaps contract some terminal illness?”

She gazed at Rimer with concern reflected in her dark pearl-like eyes.

“Yeah. It’s strange….”

Lunan also seemed to sense something odd about Rimer, biting his lip.

“An elf, you say? Even if I contracted a fatal illness, I’d still outlive you lot.”

Rimer shook his head, telling me not to worry.

“Thank you for your concern, Martha, Lunan. There’s truly no one else like you two.”
“Concern? Nonsense!”

Martha snorted derisively, insisting it was nothing of the sort.

“I may have spoken, but you needn’t stake your very lives for gratitude toward Raon. Always prioritize yourselves first.”

Rimer waved his hand dismissively, urging them to think of themselves above all else. His lips moved silently, a subtle smile playing across his face as he spoke words meant for no one’s ears.
He wore a subtle smile as he moved his lips silently, making sure no one could hear.

“One person is enough for that.”

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A reply from Aris Zigheart had arrived.

I couldn’t believe this letter had only just arrived.
I can’t believe that letter just arrived.

“That’s a relief.”
“That’s a relief.”

Raon let out a thin sigh. He had been worried something might have happened to Aris, but he felt relieved when she said she was just stuck.

“And…”

Glen unfolded Aris’s letter and let out a deep breath.

“What?”
“Huh?”

Raon lifted his chin and opened his eyes wide.

“A Soul Stone?”

I had been contemplating where to begin the search, so I never imagined hearing that a Soul Stone had been spotted.
Startled, I could hear the sound of my own heartbeat.

“It was a very long time ago, but Rabawin apparently saw it.”

Glen shook his head, noting that even if we went, there was no guarantee we would find it.

“Still….”
“Yes. We must go.”

Raon nodded firmly.

‘I must do something.’

Sylvia’s, Edgar’s, and Glen’s complexions darkened with each passing day.
For the sake of these three, and above all for Sia, I had to find the Soul Stone.

‘Rabawin is trustworthy.’

If Aris had seen it, I might doubt it, but coming from Rabawin, the credibility was high.

“Then I shall issue a mission to the Gwangpung Corps.”

Glen lowered his hand with a solemn gaze.

“The Gwangpung Corps shall join Cheongpung and search for the Soul Stone before returning.”

As the Head of House issuing the command, his eyes held the affection of his grandfather.

“I shall obey your command.”

Raon bowed his head with his hand placed over his chest.

“So when are you planning to depart?”
“I need to prepare, so I’m thinking of leaving at dawn tomorrow.”
“Very well. Travel safely.”

Glen Zigheart handed over Aris Zigheart’s letter, his voice trembling ever so slightly.

“Yes.”

I bowed deeply to Glen Zigheart before leaving the Audience Chamber.

“Aris Zigheart and Raon together….”

Roen nodded gently with a soft smile.

“It doesn’t seem like they’ll lose to anyone.”

He drew a serene smile, as if good news would surely return.

“Both Raon and Aris Zigheart defeated Kaibhar when they were weaker than they are now.”

Glen Zigheart spoke with anticipation, yet his eyes could not hide his concern.

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I returned to the 5th Training Ground to brief everyone on the mission.
As I climbed onto the platform and surveyed them all, something felt strangely different from moments before.

‘What is this?’

While the swordsmen always trained diligently, now there was a palpable sense of urgency—as if they were staking their very lives on it.
It reminded me of Rimer, whom I had seen at the Family Head’s Training Ground not long ago.

“Hmm….”

I swallowed dryly and clapped my hands.

“A new mission has come in.”

The Gwangpung Corps stopped their training and gathered before the platform.
I hadn’t been mistaken. Every eye gleamed with the sharpness of a blade.

“Well, it’s a mission, but it’s also personal for me.”

Raon nodded as he looked at the Gwangpung Corps.

“As you all know, my sister Sia Zigheart still hasn’t awakened, and I’ve learned that a soul stone capable of waking her has been discovered. This mission is to find it and return.”

Though I called it a mission, it felt more like a personal matter, and I felt somewhat embarrassed.

“So….”
“Yes!”

Before I could add any preamble, every swordsman of the Gwangpung Corps burst out with a shout of affirmation. Their eyes blazed with an intensity even deeper than during training.

“W-we depart at dawn tomorrow. Since we’ll be taking a ship out to sea, prepare yourselves thoroughly.”
“Understood!”

The Gwangpung Corps responded without hesitation or worry, their resolute gazes unwavering as they left the Training Ground.

“What did you say to them during training?”

Raon furrowed his brow as he looked at Rimer.

“Nothing much. I just touched on some motivational talk.”

Rimer shrugged as if it were nothing.

“Well, I should go prepare too.”

He lightly patted Raon’s arm and disappeared with a brisk stride.

“What on earth just happened?”

Raon blinked blankly.

-That’s why….

Wrath clicked his tongue sharply.

-The True Demon King says you lack perception!

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The next morning at dawn.

I left the Annex Building early and made my way to Sia’s infirmary.
Sylvia and Edgar sat before Sia’s bed as they always did, keeping vigil over their daughter who would not wake.

“Raon. Be careful. Don’t forget that you are what matters most.”

Sylvia held my hand, her worry evident as she sighed.

“You’re important too, but as the Organization Master now, you must prioritize your subordinates first. It’s good to think of them as your own life. Though I’m hardly one to say such things. Despite all my reasons, I abandoned the subordinates I had in the Holy Sword Association….”
“Stop it, please!”

Sylvia covered Edgar’s mouth before he could ramble on any further.

“Raon. Go carefully. Take good care of the children too.”
“Yes, I will.”

I bid farewell to Sylvia and Edgar and approached Sia’s bed.

‘Just wait a little longer.’

I grasped Sia’s hand once more, renewing my vow to save her.

Boom!

Heavy footsteps echoed as the door to Pedrick Mansion burst open as if it might shatter.

‘What!’

As I stepped outside with wide eyes, Aris Zigheart tossed her red hair and lifted her chin with her hand resting on her waist.

“A-Aunt?”

I stared at Aris with my mouth agape as she flashed a cheerful smile.

“How did you get here…?”
“You said you were coming, so I came to greet you.”

Aris grinned, saying she couldn’t wait to see me.

“A g-greeting…?”

I had just realized that a greeting meant she’d come all the way to the estate.

-Now that I think about it…

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he observed Aris.

-It seems there’s not a single normal woman around you.

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