The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 835

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Chapter 835

“What is your name?”

I walked to the right and stood before the Iron Chain Alliance warrior that Rimer had subdued, tilting my chin slightly.

-Why ask for something as trivial as a name instead of getting straight to the point?

Wrath tilted his head in confusion.

-A name is the most fundamental and important information about a person. When someone reveals their name first, they experience psychological pressure, which increases the likelihood they’ll divulge genuine information.

Speaking information anonymously is vastly different from speaking it while putting your own name on the line.
Asking for the name of a subdued opponent was the most basic element of interrogation.

-You certainly know a lot of useless things.

Wrath shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

‘It’s nothing particularly special.’

For someone who had lived as an assassin, it was as fundamental as breathing. But for Wrath, who had once reigned as a Demon Lord, it seemed novel. We had lived such different lives.

“Gafen….”

The Iron Chain Alliance warrior revealed his own name with trembling lips.

“Gafen. What was the Iron Chain Alliance doing in this dungeon?”
“We… we were cultivating warriors and… researching sorcery.”

Since Rimer continued tickling his soles, Gafen revealed what the Iron Chain Alliance had been doing with an expression twisted in agony.

“So they really were trying to revive the Iron Chain Alliance.”

Rimer shook his head, saying they were truly absurd creatures.

“Hey.”

Aris seized Gafen by the collar, her eyes turning glacial.

“You’ve kidnapped people too, haven’t you?”
“….”

Gafen didn’t answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

“Among the people you’ve abducted, is there someone named Seif?”
“I-I don’t know. My role is external surveillance, so I don’t know who the hostages are.”

He shook his head, insisting he didn’t know who was being held captive.

“Think hard! A swordmaster of the Red Eye Sect! Someone so exceptionally strong you couldn’t possibly forget!”

Aris tightened her grip around Gafen’s throat, demanding he speak.

“I-I haven’t been at this Branch for very long. That area isn’t within my jurisdiction….”

Gafen muttered through an ashen face that he truly didn’t know.

“What a useless fool!”

Unable to restrain herself, Aris raised her fist and brought it down against Gafen’s face. She’d held back, or so she thought, but even by her standards it seemed excessive.

“Aunt, please calm yourself for now.”

I grabbed Aris’s arm and laid Gafen back down on the ground.

“Are you moving to resurrect the Iron Chain Alliance?”
“N-not a resurrection. We’ve been alive all along. We’re simply preparing our revenge!”

Gafen’s voice rose as indignation welled up within him. I could sense a deep fury burning in his very soul.

“They struck first, and yet they act as if they were ambushed. What nonsense.”

Rimer muttered in disbelief and flicked Gafen’s forehead.

“Ugh….”

Gafen ground his teeth in frustration despite everything.

“It seems the remnants of the Iron Chain Alliance aren’t confined to just this Wizard Dungeon.”

The way he mentioned coming to this Branch suggested there was a separate Headquarters elsewhere.

Moreover, for a faction annihilated a century ago to speak of revenge, this Wizard Dungeon was far too small in scale.

I didn’t know where their Headquarters was located, but they were certainly maintaining a far more substantial force than what existed here.

For now, however, what mattered more than the Iron Chain Alliance’s Headquarters was what lay beneath this place and who they were holding hostage.

“Why were you hiding here?”

I exhaled sharply and lowered my gaze toward Gafen.

“…S-someone discovered traces of entry into the Underground Headquarters.”

Gafen had tried to stay silent, but Rimer’s tickle torture forced his mouth open again.

“Ugh!”

Paras clutched his temples, as if blaming himself for the situation.

“While relocating the Branch, I sent a signal and stalled for time… cough!”

Gafen’s words cut short as he seized his own throat. His eyes began to fill with blood, turning crimson.

“What is this!”

I placed my hand on Gafen’s chest.

Whooooosh!

The sorcerous energy swirling through Gafen’s entire body suddenly twisted violently, and before he could resist, it ruptured his heart.

“Ugh…”

Gafen released a fractured groan before his breath ceased entirely.

“This is….”
“Sorcery.”

I withdrew my hand from Gafen’s chest and shook my head.

“I used the flow of sorcery remaining in Gafen’s body to rupture his heart.”

It appeared they had placed a remote sorcery on Gafen’s heart—one that would detonate it if he were captured, preventing any information from leaking out.

“So it was the Iron Chain Alliance after all. Ruthless bastards.”

Aris bit her lip, her eyes flashing with irritation.

“That’s not what matters right now.”

Rimer frowned as he stared at Gafen’s corpse.

“The Iron Chain Alliance bastards. They’re abandoning this Wizard Dungeon.”
“That’s correct.”

I nodded at Rimer.

“The moment they discovered traces of an outsider, they immediately set up sentries and are preparing to abandon the Branch. They’re far more dangerous than I anticipated.”

The fact that they’d establish a perimeter and prepare to evacuate the entire facility upon discovering a single unknown intruder spoke volumes about their operational efficiency.

I was beginning to understand why the remnants of the Iron Chain Alliance had survived this long.

‘We need to move as quickly as possible.’

Underground factions often slaughtered all their hostages when abandoning a Branch.

To save the people they’d abducted, I had to breach this Wizard Dungeon at maximum speed.

“Aunt, we should head down immediately… Hm?”

I was about to tell Aris we should depart at once when—

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

The entire Wizard Dungeon trembled, collapsing both the passage downward and the exit to the outside.

Uuuuuuung!

Not just earth and stone—iron from unknown sources began to coalesce, sealing off the entrance and exit completely. This all appeared to be sorcery.

“What, what is this!”

Martha bit her lip while crouching down.

“The Cavern. No, the entire Wizard Dungeon is shaking.”

Burren Zigheart shook his head, visibly tense.

“Hmm.”

Lunan Slion erected pillars of ice to prevent the Cavern’s ceiling from collapsing, preparing for any contingency.

“Aaaaagh! We’re being buried! If we stay here, we’ll all die!”

Dorian flailed his arms wildly, urging everyone to escape quickly.

“It’s already too late.”

I shook my head, staring at the exit buried beneath the earth.

“They intend to trap us in this Wizard Dungeon until they’ve relocated the Branch.”

Not just this Cavern—the entire Wizard Dungeon was moving violently.

They were willing to expend enormous amounts of sorcery just to block our path.

“How arrogant.”

Aris Zigheart clenched her fist and stood before the door leading to the next level.

“Do you really think sorcery can stop me?”

She struck the sorcerous wall blocking the passage not with her sword, but with her fist.

Kuwaaaaaang!

A tremendous shockwave erupted, shattering the stones and metal that had been condensed through sorcery into countless fragments.

Whoooosh.

Because Aris had unleashed such tremendous power, the passage that could originally accommodate only two people had been blown wide open—large enough now to admit even a giant.

“Follow only behind me.”

Aris declared herself the vanguard and descended into the darkened corridor.

“That’s our aunt for you!”

Martha cried out in exhilaration and followed in Aris’s wake.

“I don’t favor brute force, but I must admit—it’s certainly satisfying.”

Burren Zigheart nodded approvingly and entered through the widened entrance.

“Aunt….”

Lunan Slion’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he hurried down after them.

“Hmm….”

I didn’t follow immediately, instead pressing my hand against the ground.
Operating the Ring of Fire, I sensed the flow of sorcery moving throughout the entire dungeon.

-Why aren’t you coming down?

Wrath gestured impatiently for me to hurry.

‘I’m studying the flow of sorcery.’

No matter how transcendent Aris was, she couldn’t maintain the overwhelming power she’d just demonstrated indefinitely.

If I could master the sorcerous patterns of this place, it would prove invaluable in the battles ahead, so I committed every detail to my eyes and senses.

-That won’t work right away!

Wrath snorted, dismissing my efforts as futile.

‘Even if it doesn’t work, I’ll gain something from it.’

I brushed the dirt from my hands lightly and descended to the next level.

“What kind of trouble is he cooking up now?”

Rimer chuckled softly before leaving the Cavern last.

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Whoooosh!

Aris’s spatial slash spread outward in a semicircle, cleaving the entire gray corridor in half.

Crash!

From empty air where nothing existed, a boulder fell, arrows and spears snapped in half, and traps that had been hidden beneath the false floor were torn away entirely.

Crash!

Aris had obliterated the entire trap chamber with a single sword strike.

“Let’s move on to the next one!”

Aris grinned wickedly, pointing toward the exit that had opened on the right.

-Hmm….

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he watched Aris’s back.

—That one seems to be pushing herself quite hard, doesn’t she?
‘Yes. She’s been using her full power every time to minimize wasted effort.’

Raon exhaled heavily and nodded.

—No matter how transcendent she is, she won’t be able to endure much longer at this rate.
‘That’s true.’

Aris had cleared all twenty layers on her own without borrowing anyone else’s strength.

She had to reach the end of the dungeon before the Iron Chain Alliance’s remnants finished cleaning up the Branch, and she also needed to look after the Gwangpung Corps, so she was exerting herself excessively.

Her speed was certainly impressive, but at this rate, Aris would collapse before reaching the dungeon’s end.

“Aunt.”

Raon approached Aris and blocked her path.

“I understand your feelings, but let’s rest a bit as we go. You’ve overextended your aura and stamina.”

He shook his head, saying he would take the lead from now on.

“Yes, I’m pushing myself. But do you know why I can push myself?”

Aris smiled gently at me.

“Because you’re here.”
“Pardon?”

Raon’s eyes widened as he looked at Aris.

“Because you’re behind me, I can exert myself to the limit.”

In a quiet voice, she told me she trusted in me.

“Or would you say you wouldn’t save me if I was in danger, or if our damned son was in danger?”

Aris tilted her chin as if telling me to answer.

“…I’ll save them. No, I must save them.”
“See?”

Aris grasped my shoulder with a smirk playing across her lips.

“I’ll keep opening the path ahead. If anything goes wrong, I’m counting on you.”

She flashed a refreshing smile, noting that she rarely entrusted her back to anyone.

“Let’s move, all of you!”

Aris called out for us to follow as she descended to the next level.

“Entrusting her back to you—it seems she’s really taken a liking to you.”

Rimer stood beside me with an amused grin.

“She’s been like that with me from the start, so I’m not sure what you mean.”
“She’s softened considerably now. I doubt even Rabawin has ever heard her say something like that.”

He shrugged, suggesting I’d completely won her over.

“That’s a bit daunting.”

I watched Aris descend with the Gwangpung Corps, my fist clenching slightly.

‘Right. I’ll trust my aunt and focus on what I need to do.’

The traps in this dungeon were also being controlled by sorcery.
I hadn’t grasped everything yet, but if I examined it a bit more, I felt I could decipher the very principles of the sorcery itself.

I descended through the dungeon, spinning the ring of fire.

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The Wizard Dungeon seemed endless.

Even after descending ten more levels, as if they’d gathered every trap and monster that had been scattered throughout, the dungeon’s end remained nowhere in sight.

However, because the sorcerous power was spreading so intensely across the entire dungeon, I could clearly discern how the Iron Chain Alliance’s sorcery operated.

I narrowed my eyes while running my fingers through the soil infused with sorcerous energy.

‘It wasn’t simply blood being used.’

The Iron Chain Alliance’s sorcery was woven with the fear and terror contained within the concepts of iron and blood.

Not mere blood, but the blood of the dead. Not ordinary iron, but iron that kills people. They were strengthening their sorcery by employing negative concepts in this manner.

“When does this ever end!”

As Aris descended to a new level and cried out, grotesquely patterned steel golems rose thunderously from the battlefield.
By rough count, there were over thirty, and their numbers continued to multiply.

“Vanish, all of you!”

She clicked her tongue sharply and drew her spatial blade.

Shhwaaaaaack!

Both the completed golems and those still being formed were cleaved in two by a single stroke.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Aris hadn’t merely destroyed the golems—she’d severed the very sorcery of this space that created them, and the sorcerous energy filling this chamber abruptly cut off.

“Haah…”

Aris wiped the cold sweat trickling down her forehead while keeping her blade planted in the ground. Seeing her trembling hands, she was truly exhausted now.

After breaking through traps and monsters for over thirty levels, and having to shatter the steel doors blocking the path each time, it was only natural.

Boom, boom, boom!

Aris shattered the steel door blocking the path once more, then gestured for us to follow.

“Phew, let’s go!”

She exhaled sharply and descended the passage first, as before.

“Huh?”

Aris’s eyes widened as she made her way down the dark corridor.

“This is….”
“W-we’ve reached the end! The end of the Wizard Dungeon!”

Paras descended ahead of Aris, certain since he’d been here twice before.

“Right. The final chamber.”

Aris nodded, confirming we’d finally arrived.

“So this is the end of the Wizard Dungeon.”

I gazed at the empty cavern before me, much like the first level, and smacked my lips.

“It’s here.”

Paras pointed to the floor at the center of the cavern.

“They opened a door leading down to a hidden space from this location!”

He remembered the exact spot and marked it for us himself.

“Good. Step back.”

Aris gestured for Paras to move away and raised her sword.

“I’ll smash it in one blow!”

She gritted her teeth and unleashed a spatial slash downward at the ground.

BOOM!

A tremendous explosion erupted, shaking the cavern—no, the entire Wizard Dungeon trembled.

Yet the passage Paras had seen did not open. Only the earth had been carved away deeply.

“It’s sealed with sorcery!”

Aris bit her lip, staring at the earth that had been excavated along the traces of space severing.

“It appears the sorcerous aura that was dispersed throughout the Wizard Dungeon has been concentrated here.”

I furrowed my brow, sensing the formidable sorcerous energy spread across the floor.

‘Persistent.’

Unlike the previous floors, the final floor contained neither monsters nor traps.

Instead, they had condensed sorcery to seal the earth, as if determined to prevent anyone from entering at all.

Since the sorcery was bundled like a sphere—akin to chains forged into a ball and driven into place—even Aris could not sever the sorcery itself.

‘This seems to require the blood of hundreds, if not more.’

No matter how thickly the sorcery was layered, the fact that it had created a hardness capable of withstanding space severing suggested they had slain hundreds—no, perhaps over a thousand—within this Wizard Dungeon.

“This pathetic thing! Break it and be done!”

Aris brought her space-severing blade down twice more, but she herself was exhausted, and the sorcerous earth was far too thick for the cuts to deepen significantly now.

“Damn it! How many did these bastards kill?!”

Aris cursed and struck the earth again. The composure she always maintained was draining from her face, leaving it dark and rigid.

“W-we shall assist as well!”

The Gwangpung Corps brought their blades down upon the earth beside Aris. They maintained the Gwangpung Formation, but naturally the earth did not yield much.

“Damn! Curse it!”

Aris let out a fierce cry and struck the ground with her fist rather than her sword. Blood burst from her knuckles, yet she did not stop.

‘Seif.’

Hold on! I’ll save you soon!

I hadn’t told the others, but my instincts as a mother screamed that Seif was somewhere beneath this place.

That’s why I’d pushed myself to descend this far, and the frustration of being blocked by a single wall felt suffocating.

‘There’s no choice.’

I’d have to use the Sword Realm.

Using the Sword Realm would leave me depleted, and this entire space would collapse, but there was no other way.

Trusting Raon and using the Sword Realm was the only option.

“Raon.”

I turned around, breathing heavily.

“I’m going to use the Sword Realm. I’m counting on you after that.”

I reached out to my beloved nephew, telling him this was the only way.

“There is another method.”

Raon shook his head, saying the Sword Realm was out of the question.

“We could go around and dig a longer path. But we don’t have time! We don’t know when they’ll leave!”
“It won’t take that long. In fact, it will be faster than destroying it with the Sword Realm.”

My nephew approached my side as he spoke.

“Faster? What do you mean….”
“I’ve finished deciphering it.”

Raon cut his own finger with the Soul Reaper Sword and let blood drip onto the ground.

The moment his blood—burning with crimson flame—struck the ground, the sorcerous energy that had filled the underground chamber ignited in a raging inferno.

Whoooosh!

Aris swallowed hard, watching Raon’s flames consume even the sorcery itself.

“What exactly are you….”

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