The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 825

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Chapter 825

“I’m not sure what you mean by that….”

I tilted my head in confusion while holding the scabbard of the Heavenly Sword.
When Aris suddenly suggested mixing something into the Ego Sword, I couldn’t grasp her meaning.

“An interesting idea just occurred to me.”

Aris Zigheart nodded and lifted her own sword.

“What if we blend the essence of the Spatial Sword into the Ego Sword?”
“The essence of the Spatial Sword….”

I stroked my chin as I considered her words.
Until now, I had focused all my concentration on wielding the Ego Sword, so I had never even entertained the thought of incorporating the essence of the Spatial Sword.

“Think about it.”

Aris suspended her sword in the air. It wasn’t the Ego Sword, but rather simple telekinesis using aura.

“Most people would assume the greatest advantage of the Ego Sword is its destructive power, but someone like you already knows. The true advantage is the freedom it gains from being beyond human control.”
“That’s right.”

The reason the Ego Sword was so difficult to defend against wasn’t because of its raw power, but because of its unpredictable and enigmatic trajectory.

“So….”

Aris flicked her sword with her finger, her excitement evident. Her blade vanished and suddenly burst forth, shattering the edge of the deck. Of course, since it wasn’t the Ego Sword, it lost its momentum and fell immediately, but its power and speed as a non-ego sword were formidable.
Of course, since it wasn’t a magic sword, it lost power and fell right away, but its might and speed as a non-magic sword were remarkable.

“Wouldn’t it be more fun if the Egis Sword popped out like this all of a sudden?”

Aris Zigheart drew a deep smile, thinking that if she mixed the subtlety of a spatial sword with the Egier Sword, it would create an impregnable swordsmanship that no one could break.

“Nooo! What will happen if you destroy the ship!”

Rabawin, startled by the Heavenly Sword, cried out as he saw the deck that Aris had shattered.

“It’s my ship. And we can just repair it.”
“It’s not just you—we’re the ones who have to repair it!”

Rabawin furrowed his brow while clutching his head.

“Hmm….”

Aris, having nothing to say on that point, quickly averted her gaze.

“What do you think? Doesn’t it seem promising?”

Her eyes sparkled as if asking whether this was a good idea.

“As you say, it seems it would become a sword technique difficult for anyone to block. However….”

I shook my head calmly as I looked at Aris.

“It’s difficult right now.”

Simply executing familiar sword techniques with the Heavenly Sword causes an overload in my Upper Dantian, and both my mind and body grow heavy as if drenched in water.
It’s so difficult to think of anything else while operating the Heavenly Sword that it’s impossible to incorporate the subtleties of spatial sword techniques in the middle of execution.

It seemed I would only be able to satisfy Aris’s expectations after touching transcendence and beyond.

“Then how about this?”

Rimer approached from the side as if he’d been waiting, and flicked his index finger.

“You only use flame aura when operating the Heavenly Sword.”
“That’s correct.”

I nodded. Despite being a Grand Master, the reason I could wield the Heavenly Sword was due to the synergistic effect between the Ring of Fire and Manhwagong.

Without the fortune I obtained in the Underground Archive, I wouldn’t have been able to use the Heavenly Sword at my current level.

“Wind is the attribute that amplifies fire the most. While operating the Heavenly Sword, try wrapping the winds of the Gwangpung Style around it.”

Rimer nodded, suggesting we focus on increasing its power first rather than pursuing scholarly growth.

“Yes, that should be possible.”

Coating the Heavenly Sword with wind aura wouldn’t consume an excessive amount of mental energy, so it seemed entirely feasible.

“No, wait!”

Aris Zigheart pushed Rimer aside with her elbow and stepped forward.

“Space Sword is far more impressive and practical in actual combat! We shouldn’t take the easy path—we should take the difficult one!”

She shook her head, insisting that practicing Space Sword would be better.

“Difficult path? More like an impossible one, wouldn’t you say?”

Rimer snorted dismissively, saying it wouldn’t work in our current situation.

“Ugh….”
“Hmph!”

Aris ground her teeth at Rimer, while he shrugged his shoulders with ease.

“Then let me try both approaches.”

I stepped between Aris Zigheart and Rimer, who were engaged in a silent staring contest, and lifted the Heavenly Sword into the air.

‘Let’s see….’

Following what Aris Zigheart wanted, I sent the Heavenly Sword flying while incorporating the subtleties of Space Sword in the middle of its trajectory.

Whoooooosh!

The Heavenly Sword vibrated violently as it attempted to leap across space, but it came to an abrupt halt in the empty air above the sea.

‘Tch….’

As expected, it didn’t work.

As I operated the Egis Sword and attempted to leap across space, my head throbbed as if it might shatter.
The result stemmed from insufficient mastery of both the Spatial Sword and the Egis Sword.

“Look. I told you it won’t work. Even if Raon is a genius, just wielding the Egis Sword at his current level is already pushing it to the limit.”

Rimer shook his head, saying it was obvious.

“W-who said it would work now? I said I’d practice!”

Aris Zigheart bit her lip, veins bulging across her forehead.

“Raon. This time, try infusing the winds of the Gwangpung Style. The power will definitely become stronger.”

Rimer nodded with confident eyes.

“Understood.”

I nodded and refocused on the Egis Sword.
I added the winds of the Gwangpung Style to the serene flames wrapping around the Heavenly Sword as I aimed at the pirate ship near Manhwagong’s enemy island.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

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“My whole body felt stiff from traversing dimensional gates one after another, but swinging a sword feels great.”

Martha laughed wickedly as she cleaved a tattooed pirate in half with a single stroke.

“Right. I thought Bada couldn’t even train, but I never expected to actually see her in real combat like this.”

Burren Zigheart nodded as he cut down three charging pirates at once.

“B-but is it okay to kill the pirates? I don’t even know what they did wrong….”

Dorian swallowed hard as he pinned the subdued pirates to the ground.

“They fired cannons at us the moment they saw us—do you really think they’re good people?”

Martha flicked Dorian’s forehead, telling him to get his head on straight.

“You needn’t worry.”

The Bald Middle-aged Man who had guided them to the cabin shook his head.

“The Jirang Pirate Gang—they’re called the dregs of humanity in these waters.”

The Bald Middle-aged Man spoke of them as demons wearing human masks, and without hesitation, he severed the pirates’ necks.

“Murder, theft, drugs, human trafficking—if it makes money, they’ll do anything.”

The Woman with Black Eye Patch’s eyes turned cold as she mentioned there would likely be slaves aboard this ship as well.

“…That’s right. They’re below.”

Lunan Slion, who had been defending himself with his scabbard, sensed the faint presences emanating from below deck and drew his blade.
Frost flowers bloomed from the pristine white steel, transforming the surrounding pirates into living ice statues.

“Then there’s no need to hold back.”

Martha grinned wickedly and gripped her sword with both hands. With her resolve set, she began destroying not just the pirates, but the pirate ship itself.

“This too is for the Continent’s sake.”

Burren Zigheart murmured that this was the path to protecting people, then began slaughtering the pirates without restraint.

“Stop!”

As the Gwangpung Corps pushed the pirates back without taking a single wound, the captain’s cabin door shattered, and a massive middle-aged man emerged.
A great sword hung across his shoulders, and the aura he radiated was as formidable as a battlefield commander. He was a Master-rank or higher warrior.

“Hmm!”

Martha’s eyes gleamed as she regarded the middle-aged man who appeared to be the pirate captain.

“A decent one has shown up.”
“I’ll handle this.”

Burren Zigheart straightened his posture and stepped forward.

“What nonsense! This one’s mine!”

Martha shook her head, telling him to back off.

“Look inside the captain’s quarters.”

Burren Zigheart pointed to the room the pirate captain had emerged from. Inside, people lay collapsed in chains, as if they had bathed in blood.
It meant he had treated the abducted people like playthings.

“That bastard is unforgivable.”

Burren Zigheart released a cold aura, insisting on handling it himself.

“That’s exactly why I should handle this. A creature like that shouldn’t just be killed!”

Martha bared her white teeth, refusing to back down any further.

“You young fools don’t know your place!”

The pirate captain gnashed his teeth and raised his greatsword overhead.
Just as he drew his full power to strike down Martha and Burren Zigheart—

Roooooaaaaar!

A massive blade wreathed in raging flames fell from the sky, cleaving the pirate captain in two.

“Gaaaaaahhhhh!”

The blade strike was so sharp that despite being split in half, the pirate captain didn’t die immediately—he burned in the inferno, screaming in unbearable agony.

“Wow, that’s… a bit much.”
“Raon is relentless…”

Even Burren Zigheart and Martha, who had resolved to kill the pirate captain brutally, trembled at their lips—they had never imagined an execution like this.

“I-I think the ship is tilting….”

Dorian blinked as he watched his body being pushed back inch by inch.

“It’s not tilting! It’s split in half!”

Crain trembled as he stared at the pirate ship, now cleaved in two and beginning to burn.

CRAAAAAACK!

The power of the Heavenly Sword I had unleashed was so tremendous that not only the pirate ship but the very sea beneath it had been split asunder.

“Aaaahhhhh!”
“What the—what is this?!”
“The ship is sinking! S-save the people first!”

The Gwangpung Corps possessed the ability to walk upon water, yet they plunged unhesitatingly into the sea to rescue the people the pirates had abducted.

“You damned Organization Master! You let us go and then destroy the ship—what were you thinking?!”
“This isn’t destruction—it’s complete annihilation! Go show off your strength somewhere else!”

Martha and Burren Zigheart glared at me, grinding their teeth.

“…You’re hopeless, Raon.”

Lunan Slion created a splint from frost before shooting me a reproachful look.

-Pfahahaha!

Wrath pointed at me mockingly, cackling with glee.

-To be resented by the ice cream girl—how tragic!

He continued to sneer, clearly amused by the capsized ship.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t expect this much power either.”

I bowed deeply to the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen. I had thought the ship’s size meant I wouldn’t need to control my strength, but with wind and flame combined, the power far exceeded my expectations. My swordsmanship technique was still crude, yet my destructive force had already transcended the Grand Master realm.
His swordsmanship technique was crude, but its destructive power had already surpassed that of a Grand Master.

‘How embarrassing.’

After sheathing the Heavenly Sword that had returned to me, I waded into the sea and rescued the people who had fallen into the water alongside the Gwangpung Corps.

“See? In situations like this, it’s better to simply focus on raw power.”

Rimer shrugged as he looked at Aris Zigheart.

“Spatial swordsmanship can wait….”
“We’ll see about that.”

Aris Zigheart bit her lip and gripped Rimer’s shoulder firmly.

“Starting today, I’ll teach you one-on-one and make you surpass me in spatial swordsmanship.”

Her eyes gleamed with indignation at having lost to him.

“W-well, I suppose….”

Rimer swallowed hard as he watched Aris Zigheart’s eyes grow increasingly flushed.

‘This cursed family has not a single normal person in it….’

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“That’s not it!”

Aris Zigheart lashed the deck with a riding crop from who knows where.

“You can see the movement of the sword strike! That’s not spatial swordsmanship—it’s just moving fast!”

She shook her head, insisting the very foundation was wrong.

“I understand, but it’s not easy.”

I lowered the Heavenly Sword and shook my head. It wasn’t particularly difficult to unfold a spatial blade with the sword in my hand, but executing a spatial blade with the Sword of Dominion was far more challenging.

“No! You can do it!”

Aris Zigheart shook her head and shouted for me to keep trying.

“Yes….”

I exhaled softly and lifted the Heavenly Sword into the air once more.

‘I’m exhausted.’

Ever since the day we encountered the pirate ship, Aris had been clinging to my side, frustrated by her loss to Rimer’s advice, relentlessly instructing me on spatial blades.

In my current state, blending spatial blades with the Sword of Dominion was difficult, and I wanted to pursue different training, but Aris’s overwhelming enthusiasm left me unable to suggest stopping.

‘Let me try just a bit more.’

I fired the Sword of Dominion toward a small piece of driftwood floating on the sea, then channeled the essence of the spatial blade behind it.

Whoooosh!

The Heavenly Sword advanced as a beam of light before vanishing as if concealed by the shadow of a wave. It emerged again in the sky directly above the driftwood.
The sword rose again into the sky directly above the wooden log.

Zing!

Though it appeared successful, the Heavenly Sword failed to pierce the driftwood and instead floundered in the empty air like a drowning man.

“Ugh….”

I grabbed my head and shook it in frustration.

‘Another failure.’

I could launch the blade using the Sword of Dominion and move it using the spatial blade’s essence, but the attack itself kept failing afterward. My current Upper Dantian seemed insufficient to progress any further.
It seemed difficult for him to develop his Upper Dantian any further with his current abilities.

-In truth, even the movement is a failure.

Wrath shook his head.

-The direction is visible, just as that reckless fool said. It’s crude swordsmanship.

He snorted dismissively.

‘Right?’

I lowered my shoulders as if deflated.

-In fact, it’s impossible for you to wield the Heavenly Sword at your current level. Without that ring in your heart, the Upper Dantian realm needed to use the Heavenly Sword wouldn’t have manifested at all.

Wrath shook his head, indicating I’d already reached my limit.

“Ugh! What a waste!”

Aris Zigheart clapped her hands together and shook her head.

“Just a little more! Let’s try just a bit more!”

She clasped both hands together, insisting it would work if we continued.

“It’s not possible.”

Rimer waved his hand dismissively.

“Raon using the Heavenly Sword like this is already a miracle. Layering Space Sword on top of it is impossible, he says.”

He shook his head, saying it was impossible until one transcended like Wrath.

“Won’t you close your mouth?”
“What, can’t I even speak with my own mouth…?”
“This won’t do…”

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Aris Zigheart grab Rimer by the collar, about to throw him into the sea.

‘If the Organization Master knows about it, then my aunt would know too.’

Rimer himself knew that advancing the Heavenly Sword was beyond his current capabilities, yet I couldn’t understand why Aris kept insisting he try.

-That doesn’t mean this training is without merit.

Wrath shook his head calmly.

‘Without merit?’
-The dantian is like muscle. The more you use it, however slightly, the larger and stronger it becomes.
‘I see…’
-Your upper dantian is currently overloaded, but after you rest and use that swordsmanship again, it will have developed ever so slightly.

He shook his head, saying that while there was no great difference now, once I reached transcendence, the gap would surely become apparent.

‘I understand.’

I nodded while grasping the Heavenly Sword.
It seemed Aris was putting me through this training not for who I was now, but for who I would become in the future.

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

Hearing Rimer’s scream, I looked toward the stern of the ship—Rimer had vanished, and Aris was approaching with a smirk.

“Where did the Organization Master go…?”
“Home.”

Aris shook her head with a refreshing smile.

“Home…?”

As I blinked in confusion, the voices of the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen rang out.

“The Organization Master fell into the sea!”
“His limbs are all bound! And he can’t move at all!”
“Rope! Get a rope!”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen and Cheongpung sailors gasped in alarm and began hauling Rimer up.

“Shall we continue?”

Aris tilted her head with eyes that had turned cold.

“Very well.”
“Hm….”

Aris Zigheart’s eyes widened as I nodded with even greater enthusiasm.

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid? You think I’d suppress you with my aura and throw you into the sea?”

Aris shook her head, telling me not to worry.

‘So she suppressed him with her aura….’

I swallowed dryly. Now I understood why Rimer couldn’t resist and fell—she had sealed his body’s movements with her aura.

“Don’t worry, take it slow….”
“No. You can go harder. I have things I need to accomplish….”

I shook my head firmly, looking at Aris Zigheart.

“I want to grow stronger.”

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After a week of sailing, Cheongpung arrived at its destination—Sevil Island.

“That island you see over there is where I saw the Soul Stone,” Rabawin said.

Rabawin pointed to an uninhabited island located to the west of Sevil Island.
It wasn’t far from Sevil Island, so it seemed we could walk across the sea without needing to take a boat.

“Hmm, there are quite a lot of rocks and pebbles around it, aren’t there?”

Burren Zigheart exhaled softly as he observed the rocks and pebbles scattered around Giran Island.

“Do we really have to search through all of that….”

Martha’s lips trembled as if merely imagining it was horrifying.

“There’s no need to worry.”

Rabawin chuckled lightly and shook his head.

“I roughly remember the location, so we just need to head in that direction….”
“Wait a moment.”

I covered Rabawin’s mouth and narrowed my eyes sharply.

“You said that place was uninhabited?”
“Huh? Oh, yes. Since there’s nothing there, no one lives on Giran Island.”

Rabawin nodded, saying it was always an empty island.

“Then the people inside that island aren’t residents of this place.”
“What? What do you mean….”
“There are people inside that island. Quite a lot of them, actually.”

I sensed the energy signatures of many people emanating from within Giran Island. They were all masters capable of wielding mana.

“Huh….”

Dorian drew a deep breath, his body tense.

“He’s right. There are a lot of them. And some of them are quite strong.”

Aris Zigheart nodded and licked her lips.

“We should first assess their numbers and situation before making a move….”

I was about to quietly disembark from the ship to formulate a strategy when—

“No way! This calls for a direct charge!”

Aris Zigheart shattered the Cheongpung’s deck and surged forward, standing at the edge of Giran Island in a single breath.

“Get lost! From now on, this island is mine!”

She roared and shattered the rocks as if indifferent to whoever might be inside.

Aris Zigheart turned back with a triumphant expression, her thumb raised high as if to say, “I did well, didn’t I?”

“Aunt.”

Raon’s eyes clouded over with a murky gray.

“Please….”

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