The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 824

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Chapter 824

“…I see.”

Aris Zigheart lowered her head after hearing everything that had transpired.

“I’m sorry. I had no idea.”

She gazed at Sia lying on the bed, her lips pressing together tightly.

“I promised to protect all of you, yet I was too consumed with my own affairs.”

Aris Zigheart exhaled a deep sigh, regret evident in her expression.

“There’s no need to apologize.”

I approached Aris Zigheart and shook my head.

“The Head of House deliberately kept this from spreading because if word got out, it could become a vulnerability for Oma.”

I explained the reason why news hadn’t been relayed to her, sensing her self-reproach.

“That’s right, sister.”

Sylvia called Aris Zigheart “sister” in a slightly trembling voice.

“Everyone is safe. We’re truly fine.”

She smiled softly, setting aside her worries about Sia for the moment.

“….”

Even after hearing our words, Aris Zigheart’s anger at herself remained unassuaged, her brow furrowed as she gazed solely at Sia.

“Aunt.”

I called Aris Zigheart “aunt” to lighten the atmosphere, my gaze lowering.

“What have you been doing all this time that you haven’t been in contact? The Head of House said he’d been sending letters since before I went to the Holy Sword Association.”
“Ah….”

Aris Zigheart exhaled a short sigh and lifted her gaze.

“I’ve been searching for that damned son of mine.”

She ran her fingers through her hair and clicked her tongue.

“You mean Seif.”

Sylvia narrowed her eyes as she looked at Aris Zigheart.

“Still no contact with him?”
“No. I went to the place where Seif was supposedly spotted two years ago, but it turned out to be a damned dungeon.”

Aris Zigheart gnashed her teeth, furious at being deceived.

“You went into a dungeon?”

Raon asked, looking at Aris Zigheart.

“Yes. It was a dungeon packed with traps and monsters. But that wasn’t the real problem….”
“What do you mean?”
“It seemed like it was created just days ago, but it also looked like a dungeon dug hundreds of years ago. Actually, that must be it. The temporal axis inside was genuinely different.”

Aris Zigheart lowered her brows and shook her head.

“We spent a week inside the dungeon, but when we came out, over two months had passed.”

She shook her head, saying it was an extraordinarily strange place.

“Then what did you find there….”
“Nothing. No trace of that damned son of mine, and no treasure either.”
“Hmm….”

Raon stroked his chin as he watched Aris Zigheart click her tongue.

‘Is something gathering?’

Normally, Aris Zigheart would have welcomed such dungeons and adventures, but her concern over Seif’s disappearance seemed to have her on edge.

“Sigh.”

Aris leaned back in her chair and gazed up at the ceiling.

“Truth is, I didn’t want to live like my father, so I planned to train Seif moderately and then grant him freedom….”
“But his talent was too exceptional.”

Sylvia exhaled softly in understanding.

“Exactly. The boy grasps ten concepts from a single lesson, so before I knew it, my true intentions came through. From his perspective, I probably looked no different from my father.”

Aris clicked her tongue at her own pathetic nature.

“I realized my mistake too late and gave him freedom to do as he pleased, but perhaps I was too lenient. I should have at least established a way for him to contact me.”

She furrowed her brows, expressing her regret.

-Hmm….

Wrath scratched his cheek as he observed Aris with her eyes downcast.

-That reckless one is still a mother after all.
‘I suppose so.’

I understood that Aris’s care for me stemmed partly from her longing for Seif.
I had wondered why she didn’t search for him more actively, but it seemed her reluctance came from the guilt of having driven him through rigorous training as a child.

I had always thought she was confident and acted freely in all matters, but it appeared that, as Wrath said, Aris was a mother too.

“But didn’t Seif enjoy training as well?”

Sylvia tilted her head in puzzlement.

“I didn’t witness it myself, but I heard that boy was exceptionally diligent.”
“He was.”

Aris nodded calmly.

“But since she trained from childhood, she probably never realized that wasn’t normal.”

She lowered her gaze, regretting that she hadn’t given Seif a choice.

“It will be fine.”

Sylvia shook her head with a gentle smile.

“Children understand their parents’ hearts better than we expect.”

She gazed at me and placed her hand over Aris’s.

“Seif will be fine, and so will our Sia.”
“Right. That’s how it should be. Sia and that damned Seif of ours—they both need to live long lives.”

Aris nodded gently, harmonizing with the atmosphere Sylvia had created.

“Aunt.”

I seized the opportunity to shift the conversation entirely, asking about the Soul Stone.

“Did you really see the Soul Stone?”
“Rabawin saw it, so I’m not entirely sure, but…”

Aris waved her hand while turning her gaze away.

“He’s not the type to lie. You can trust him.”

She clenched her fist, saying that if he were lying, she’d kill him herself.

“I see.”

I nodded. The Rabawin I’d met wasn’t someone who spouted nonsense. We would definitely find it.

“Shall we get going? We’ve wasted enough time.”

Aris brushed her tousled hair back with a faint smile.

“I’ll definitely bring back the Soul Stone for you.”

She gently caressed Sia’s forehead before rising to her feet.

“I’ll be back soon.”

Aris Zigheart bid farewell to Sylvia, then locked eyes with Edgar, who had been standing blankly in the background.

“Ahem….”

Edgar cleared his throat and lowered his head.

“S-Sister-in-law. It’s an honor to meet you. My name is Edgar, and as you’ve heard, I’m from the Holy Sword Association. The Holy Sword Association isn’t actually such a terrible place, you see. Of course, there are some bad people, but there are many good ones too. Now that we’re exchanging visits with Zigheart, we’re working to improve our mutual relations….”
“You talk too much.”

Aris Zigheart narrowed her eyes as she regarded Edgar.

“Ugh….”

Edgar clamped his mouth shut as if struck by her words.

“It’s our first meeting—at least give me a chance to greet you properly.”

Aris Zigheart lightly tapped Edgar’s arm to snap him out of it. Though she hadn’t applied much force, the sound rang out like a club striking stone.

“I-I apologize. My mind is racing so much that I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. Just whatever comes out….”

Edgar stammered incoherently, his face flushed crimson.

“Every place has good people and bad people. I know that.”

Aris Zigheart nodded matter-of-factly.

“Once this business is settled, let’s share a drink.”

She gave Edgar’s shoulder a light pat before stepping out of the infirmary.

“Why are you stammering so much? Were you that nervous?”

Sylvia chuckled softly as she observed Edgar, who appeared to be in severe distress.

“That hurt more! When you kept tapping my arm, I thought the bone was going to break!”

Edgar shuddered, muttering that he should get a medical examination right away.

“I-I was nervous, of course. For some reason, I was even more nervous than when I was in front of my father-in-law. It seems like I made a bad impression….”
“Don’t worry. That was a good reaction.”

I tapped Edgar’s shoulder just as Aris had done, laughing along with her.

“R-really?”
“Yes. My aunt shows everything on her face if she truly dislikes something.”

After reassuring him, I gathered my belongings again.

“Hmm, alright. Travel safely. For some reason, I’m not worried anymore.”

Edgar laughed awkwardly, suddenly feeling at ease.

“I feel the same way. Seeing my sister puts my mind at rest.”

Sylvia nodded, the darkness lifting from her expression.

“Then I’ll be going.”

I bade the two of them farewell and stepped outside.

“Let’s go.”

Aris moved ahead with a brisk, eager pace, as if eager to depart quickly.

“Yes.”

As I followed her down the Main Street, Martha, who had been standing in front of the 5th Training Ground, waved her fist.

“You brat!”

Martha shouted that I was quite late, her brows furrowing.

“Why are you arriving so late! The sun is already up… huh?”

She was in the middle of scolding when she caught sight of Aris Zigheart beside her, and her mouth fell open in surprise.

“Ah, Lady Aris… why are you here…?”
“I told you to call me aunt.”

Aris Zigheart smiled brightly as if her earlier melancholy had never existed, gently stroking Martha’s head.

“Gasp! Aunt?”

Burren Zigheart was equally startled upon seeing Aris Zigheart, his eyes widening in shock.

“Aunt…”

Lunan Slion, though not actually her nephew, called her aunt and embraced her first.

“Y-yes. It’s been a while for all of you…”

Aris Zigheart blinked, flustered for the first time.

-At least that’s fortunate.

Wrath nodded briefly upon seeing Aris Zigheart.

‘Fortunate about what?’
-With the True Demon King unable to exert his full power, having that woman around will prove useful.

It seemed he had expended excessive strength when driving back the Holy Sword Union Master, and he appeared to welcome Aris Zigheart’s arrival in his own way.

‘Is your condition that bad?’

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at Wrath.

-It’s nothing for a brat like you to worry about.

Wrath waved his hand dismissively, telling me to worry about myself instead. Seeing him act as usual, it seemed he would recover naturally with time.
Seeing him looking the same as usual, it seemed like he would recover on his own as time passed.

“What is it?”

Rimer approached Raon with a vacant stare.

“Why is that reckless fool here?”

He tilted his head as if he couldn’t comprehend the situation.

“He came to see us off, apparently.”

Raon shrugged as he looked at Rimer.

“See us off? That doesn’t quite match the definition I know.”

Rimer let out a hollow laugh, utterly bewildered.

“Still, it’s reassuring to have him from the start of the mission.”

He chuckled, as if the journey would be comfortable.

“Yes.”

Raon nodded gently as he watched Aris Zigheart pinching Dorian’s cheeks.

“It does seem quite reassuring.”

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“The sea is already visible. Of course….”

I gazed at the tranquil coastal area before turning around and letting out a hollow laugh.

“Of course, everyone looks like they’re on death’s door.”

Aris didn’t travel to the nearest Coastal Area from Zigheart and then come looking; instead, she moved by consecutively riding dimensional gates, so the Gwangpung Corps also had to ride dimensional gates in succession to reach where Cheongpung was located.

As a result, the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen were already turning pale and suffering from motion sickness before even boarding a ship.

“You certainly came in a hurry.”

I recalled how the dimensional gate’s route had been twisted haphazardly and let out a hollow laugh.

“Yeah. The moment I saw the letter telling me to bring you, I found the nearest dimensional gate.”

Aris Zigheart laughed brightly, as if she had regained her spirits.

“I want to follow that kind of action-oriented mindset too!”

Martha nodded, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

“It’s not about action-oriented mindset. You just move as you think.”

Aris Zigheart raised her finger and offered advice to act on instinct.

“Yes! I’ll try it!”

Martha clenched her fist, resolving to do exactly that from now on.

“Mm….”

Lunan Slion also nodded quietly, as if he had grasped something.

“Hmm….”

I trembled my lips as I looked at Martha and Lunan Slion.

‘If those two lived even more instinctively….’
-They’d just be beasts….

Wrath responded immediately, as if agreeing with my thoughts.

“The ship is over there.”

Aris Zigheart pointed to the largest sailing vessel moored in the harbor. It was Cheongpung, which I hadn’t seen in a long time.

“But….”

I swallowed hard as I watched the Cheongpung’s sails.

“You’ve kept the pirate flag flying as is.”

This was an ordinary harbor city located on the opposite side of Aris Zigheart’s territory, yet the fact that a pirate flag was still hoisted seemed utterly absurd.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Aris Zigheart laughed wickedly, saying she’d simply smash anything that dared to touch her.

“I suppose so….”

I let out a hollow laugh and nodded. That confidence of hers always seemed to give me strength.

“Then let’s head up.”

Aris Zigheart snapped her fingers, saying the departure preparations would already be complete.

“Yes.”

I nodded and climbed the wooden staircase, boarding the Cheongpung.

“Hmm? You’ve returned faster than expected.”

Rabawin, who had been organizing the deck, bowed his head to Aris Zigheart.

“There’s no point in wasting time when bringing the children.”

Aris Zigheart laughed, saying that while she’d spent some money, speed was what mattered most.

“That’s true. What did the Head of House say?”
“The Head of House? I didn’t see him.”

She tilted her head, questioning why I would ask about Glen Zigheart.

“What…?”

My mouth fell open in shock.

“Didn’t you stop by to see the Head of House before coming to us?”
“Bah, why would I visit that old man? I can’t stand his nagging.”

Aris Zigheart waved her hand dismissively, saying that hearing complaints from dawn would ruin her entire day.

“Sigh….”
“I figured as much.”

Rabawin exhaled deeply, while Rimer chuckled as if he’d expected nothing less.

“You lot. Show the Gwangpung Corps to their quarters.”

Rabawin quickly regained his composure as though this were a common occurrence and issued orders to the crew.

“Yes! Please follow us this way.”

The sailors accepted the Gwangpung Corps’ baggage and descended to the crew quarters. Having fought together in war, their eyes already gleamed with goodwill.

“It’s been a long time, Raon.”

Rabawin bowed respectfully to me.

“Your complexion has improved considerably.”

I returned the greeting with a smile.

“It seems your appearance has brightened somewhat now that a certain troublemaker has been absent.”

Rabawin glanced toward Aris Zigheart and lowered his voice.

“However….”

Raon took a step closer to Rabawin and parted his lips heavily.

“You truly saw the Soul Stone?”
“Yes.”

Rabawin nodded without hesitation.

“When the sun and moon crossed like interlocking gears, the stone beneath my feet shone with rainbow light. Even though my life hung by a thread at that moment, the sight was so wondrous that I cannot forget it.”

He explained the situation where he had clashed with the White Blood Cult because of Aris Zigheart.

“The White Blood Cult….”

I swallowed hard after hearing Rabawin’s explanation.

“Which Apostle did you clash with, Rabawin?”
“The 2nd Apostle. She was stronger than me even then, so it was truly dangerous.”

Rabawin shook his head, saying he barely survived.

“Did the 2nd Apostle perhaps see the Spirit Stone as well?”
“Well, I was knocked back by her blood energy and happened to land there by chance….”

He tilted his chin and smacked his lips.

“The light wasn’t particularly strong, but given how powerful she is, there’s a possibility she saw it.”

Rabawin furrowed his brows, seeming to think she likely had.

“I see….”

Then it’s possible that the White Blood Cult is the one searching for the Spirit Stone.

Glen had released information about the Spirit Stone, and many people had come to know of its existence.
In other words, the 2nd Apostle, who had been unaware of the Spirit Stone, might have heard those rumors, making the White Blood Cult a potential enemy.

“It seems….”

I exhaled heavily, looking at Rabawin.

“We should depart immediately.”

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I stood at the bow of the Cheongpung, which carved through the waves, my lips pressed into a thin line.

“You look suddenly rushed.”

Aris Zigheart approached from the side, tilting her head with curiosity.

“Is something wrong?”
“I received word from a reliable source that others are searching for the Soul Stones—not just us.”

I shared the information Heekyuk Je had provided, my fingers fidgeting at my sides.

“Ah, so that means….”

Aris Zigheart’s eyes widened as understanding dawned on her.

“Yes. Either the White Blood Cult is making a move, or they’ve sold the information to others.”

I nodded, affirming that we needed to move as quickly as possible.

“The odds are certainly high. I didn’t even know what the Soul Stones were until recently.”

Aris Zigheart clicked her tongue in agreement.

Whoooosh!

A massive vessel appeared from the east, riding a fierce wind that dwarfed the Cheongpung.

“That’s….”

My eyes narrowed as I observed the flag on the ship.

“A pirate ship?”

The flag bore a skull far more intricate than the Cheongpung’s—the unmistakable mark of pirates.

“There are those who approach even after seeing the Cheongpung’s pirate flag.”

I let out a hollow laugh as I watched the approaching pirate ship draw near.

“This isn’t our territory, after all.”

Aris Zigheart nodded calmly, as if she had already known the pirate ship was approaching.

Whirrrrrrr!

Intense light began to shimmer from the pirate ship’s cannon.
It seemed they intended to attack before even attempting conversation.

“How bothersome.”

Aris Zigheart clicked her tongue briefly and grasped her sword.

“I’ll handle it.”

I shook my head and placed my hand on the sheath of the Heavenly Sword.

“Is that so? Then let’s see how much our nephew has grown.”

Aris Zigheart nodded and stepped back.

Boom!

The moment the pirate ship fired its magical cannon, I exhaled sharply and activated the Sword Technique of the Heavenly Sword.

Shing!

The Heavenly Sword drew itself from its sheath, wreathed in pale flames as it became a streak of light cutting through the air.

Boom!

The razor-sharp blade of the Manhwagong Sword Technique I unleashed split the magical cannon clean in half.
The severed cannon fell into the sea, and a massive wave surged upward.

Crash!

A violent tidal wave erupted, causing both the pirate ship and the Cheongpung to rock as if they might capsize.

Crash! Crash! Crash!

I didn’t stop at defense. Instead, I brought the Heavenly Sword down upon the Radiant Sword, completely tearing off three magical cannons made of steel from the pirate ship.

“Gwangpung Corps, charge!”

After disarming the enemy, I issued the command to the Gwangpung Corps. The swordsmen who had already drawn their blades pushed off from the deck and boarded the swaying pirate ship.
The swordsmen who had already drawn their blades kicked off the deck and climbed onto the swaying pirate ship.

“What… what is that…?”
“Insane…!”
“The Heavenly Sword…?”

The Cheongpung sailors stared at me with wide eyes, their shock at the Heavenly Sword written plainly across their faces.

“Huh…”

Aris also exhaled sharply as she watched me.

“I’d heard you used the Heavenly Sword with a dagger when you captured Hongryeom-gwi before, but this is the real thing…!”
“It’s still insufficient.”

I shook my head as I returned the Heavenly Sword to its sheath.

“Still, using it in actual combat is something! I never would have expected it!”

Aris shook her head, exclaiming repeatedly that it was amazing.

“But you know…?”

Her eyes began to sparkle with intrigue.

“How about we try putting one thing into that Heavenly Sword?”

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