The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 855

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Chapter 855

‘How far can I go…?’

I repeated Glen’s words in my mind and tensed the tips of my fingers.

‘What did he mean by that?’

Karun Zigheart had shed the veneer of inferiority and become an entirely different person.
Now that there was no reason for conflict between us, I couldn’t understand why he was telling me to consider how far I could go.

Still, I couldn’t ignore Glen’s words. Even when he seemed to speak without particular meaning, he always embedded something important within them.

‘For now, it’s best to observe as he suggested.’

Aside from Glen’s words, merely watching the transcendents’ sparring would be of great benefit to me. I resonated the Ring of Fire to sharpen my focus.

“An uninvited guest, I see.”

Karun clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at me standing beside Glen.
Despite his words calling me an uninvited guest, his expression didn’t seem particularly displeased.

“I invited him, so he’s not uninvited.”

Glen shook his head calmly.

“If you dislike it, I’ll send him away, but since we’ve met, I invited him to watch.”

He shrugged, leaving the decision to Karun.

“I have no objection.”

Karun nodded with a composed gaze.

“I had no intention of revealing my full strength to the Head of House anyway.”

He relaxed his fingers, saying he intended to hide his true abilities from Glen as well.

“I see.”

Glen Zigheart nodded with a subtle smile.

“Then there’s no point wasting time. Let’s begin at once.”

He brushed his hands lightly and walked toward the center of the Training Ground.

“Understood.”

Karun glanced at me briefly before lowering his hand and drawing his blade in silence.

“Hmm….”

I narrowed my eyes as I observed Karun’s stance.

‘He seems stronger?’

Not much time had passed since Karun ascended to transcendence, yet his very presence felt fundamentally different from before.

-It’s not just a feeling. He’s definitely grown stronger.

Wrath wrinkled his nose as he observed Karun.

‘Really?’
-Indeed. The realm that was chaotic and unstable when he first ascended has now been consolidated firmly, and it appears he’s made external progress as well, though I’m not certain what it is.

He nodded, saying I’d understand once I saw it for myself.

“I shall go first.”

Karun raised his blade with the elegant grace of nobility, and a noble yet piercing aura rose sharply above the sword’s edge.

“Very well.”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly, as if inviting him forward, then drew the True Sword. His eyes gleamed with a sharpness that matched the brilliance dwelling in the blade—a look that suggested he would not hold back.

Boom!

Before the sound of footsteps that seemed to pulverize the battlefield itself could fully ring out, Glen Zigheart and Karun collided at the center of the Training Ground.

Clang!

Blade met blade, dark sparks erupting into the void as black fissures tore open the air.
Glen Zigheart and Karun, true to their natures, refused to yield even an inch, meeting each other’s swords head-on.

“Hmm!”

Glen Zigheart’s lips curled upward as he observed Karun’s aura, which wrapped around his blade as delicately as silk.

“You’ve grown to a point where being called a transcendent would no longer be shameful.”

He nodded his chin in satisfaction at his son’s growth.

“You may exert more strength, Father.”

Karun pressed his entire body forward, unleashing a sharp wave of blade energy.

“This is merely a light sparring match. There’s no need to be so eager.”

Despite his words, Glen Zigheart summoned a dense aura of lightning and pushed Karun back.

Boom!

Karun couldn’t withstand the force contained in Glen Zigheart’s True Heaven Sword and was sent flying backward, his feet carving deep grooves into the earth as he was overwhelmed by sheer power.

“Surely you’re not exhausted already?”

Glen Zigheart taunted him with a slight jerk of his chin.

“No. This is only the beginning.”

Karun twisted his ankles so forcefully that the toes of his shoes crumpled as he began his footwork.
Within movements that were both swift and direct, sharpness bloomed. Without relying on any grappling techniques, I could sense the noble will of a swordsman determined to settle this through the sword techniques I had cultivated.

Whoosh!

Karun’s blade strike, infused with his will, pierced through the shield of lightning Glen Zigheart had raised, driving its sharp edge inward.

“Excellent.”

Glen Zigheart received Karun’s blade with a faint smile, his True Heavenly Sword unwavering even as it met the transcendent’s will-infused strike head-on.

“Luminous Sword Technique.”

Karun announced the name of his swordsmanship, bending his wrist and forearm into a straight line. A graceful yet linear slash infused with extreme swiftness shot toward Glen’s vital points.

Shiiiiing!

Swift, sharp, solid, and weighty—Karun had refined these four virtues to their absolute limit to reach transcendence.
The ideal swordsmanship that Burren Zigheart pursued now manifested in Karun’s hands.

“How exhilarating!”

Glen received Karun’s blade with a hearty laugh. Power, speed, and exquisite sword forms clashed in succession, unleashing devastating shockwaves in all directions.

Boom boom boom boom!

I watched Glen unleash destructive lightning and Karun unfold noble water currents, swallowing hard.

‘Is this what a duel between transcendents looks like…’

Glen and Karun weren’t sparring—they were fighting as if locked in a death match, neither yielding an inch as they thrust lethal sword forms at each other.

What astounded me was that Karun could keep pace even though Glen hadn’t revealed half of his true power.

“Spear Sword Form.”

Karun drew the blade he had held behind his waist. The vast energy contained within the sword’s extreme point spiraled like a whirlwind, creating a single point of ultimate power.

“Thunder Blossom Technique.”

Glen scraped the ground as he raised his True Heavenly Sword. The lightning blazing along the blade’s edge became a magnificent stem, blooming into crimson flowers.

Kuwaaaaang!

The transcendents’ ultimate techniques collided, and the entire Sparring Arena trembled as if it would crumble.

But the two showed no signs of stopping, exchanging sword strikes at increasingly faster speeds.

A low, resonant hum filled the air.

I watched their duel with crimson eyes blazing, my fingers moving ceaselessly as though I had stepped directly into the exchange between Glen Zigheart and Karun.
Intent on absorbing every technique of their swordsmanship.

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A sharp metallic ring echoed as their blades met one final time.

After roughly thirty minutes of sparring, Glen Zigheart and Karun simultaneously withdrew, lowering their swords.

“….”
“Hah…”

Unlike Glen Zigheart, who remained perfectly composed, Karun exhaled heavily, his entire body drenched in sweat as though his strength had been completely drained.

“Are you satisfied now?”

Glen Zigheart sheathed his blade and nodded toward Karun.

“…Yes. I feel somewhat relieved.”

Karun bowed his head gratefully, though his expression remained sharp and composed.

“Raon.”

Glen Zigheart turned to me with a faint smile.

“What are your thoughts?”
“….”

Karun also seemed curious about my response, wiping the sweat from his brow before turning his gaze toward me.

“Thanks to both of you, I think I’ve come to understand how transcendents should fight.”

I nodded, looking at Glen Zigheart and Karun in turn.

‘Reaching transcendence doesn’t mean you can do everything.’

Ascending to transcendence didn’t make one an omnipotent master of all things. A transcendent’s combat was about honing the weapons they had cultivated thus far to an even sharper edge.
That was the true nature of fighting at this level.

‘In my case, it would be the Thousand Swords and emotion.’

The Thousand Swords that contained the mysteries of all sword techniques, and the power of emotion that melded the authority of the Demon Lords and which Rimer had awakened within me. Those were the two values I should pursue going forward.

“The Central Intelligence Agency Director seems to have climbed even higher during our time apart. Did you perhaps gain some opportunity?”

I offered Karun sincere congratulations.

“….”

Karun gazed at me with quiet eyes before lowering his chin.

“I hunted an ancient dragon.”
“Pardon?”
“When the White Blood Cult attacked Zigheart, it was the dragons’ breath that destroyed the castle walls. To take revenge, I went searching for a dragon’s nest nearby.”

He suddenly began recounting his own experiences.

“I nearly died. The Head of House crushed them like lizards, so I underestimated them—but ancient dragons are on a different level entirely. They possess power comparable to transcendents just by their nature, and when they become ancient dragons, they gain special abilities as well.”

Karun explained that he had reached his current level through a life-and-death battle with the ancient dragon.

“If you encounter one, be careful.”

Contrary to expectations, he explained both how he had grown and precautions regarding ancient dragons before sheathing his sword.

“Well, since you and Aris Zigheart hunted Kaibhar together, this advice might have been unnecessary.”

Karun said this and brushed dust from his shoulders.

“No, thank you.”

I stood awkwardly for a moment before lowering my head.

While he wasn’t particularly kind, he had answered my questions and even offered advice—I wasn’t sure how to respond to such generosity.

“Raon.”

Glen Zigheart seemed pleased with the current situation, a subtle smile playing across his lips as he approached me.

“You mentioned holding a small party at the Annex Building tomorrow, correct?”
“Pardon? Ah, yes!”

I nodded at Glen Zigheart.

“Hold it the evening after tomorrow instead.”

Glen Zigheart said he would be able to attend by then, gesturing with his hand.

“Understood.”

Since I was in the middle of explaining the two grandfathers to Sia, holding it the day after tomorrow seemed even better, so I nodded in agreement.

“Then what business do you have tomorrow?”
“Ah, a guest will be arriving the day after tomorrow.”

Glen Zigheart waved his hand, mentioning he was expecting someone.

“A guest…?”

I blinked as I glanced at Karun, who had finished adjusting his clothes.

“It’s not me!”

Karun frowned, indicating he had no intention of attending such a party, and turned away.

“Hmm…”

I watched Karun leave the Training Ground with an elegant stride, letting out a quiet sigh.

‘This person is truly unpredictable.’

I flicked my finger at Karun while addressing Wrath.

‘Do you know why that man is acting like this?’
-Maybe he’s gone mad from hunger?
‘….’

Not everyone in this world is like you.

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Two days later.

It was when Raon was experiencing the greatest suffering of his life while playing house with Sia.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A knock sounded as if it would shatter the door to the Annex Building.

“Raon! Edgar!”

Upon hearing the familiar voice and stepping out of the room, I found Lectar standing in the Entrance Hall, his hair swept back as if he had rushed here urgently.

“Sia has awakened! Where is she!”

Lectar’s wrinkled hands trembled with excitement at the thought of seeing Sia who had awakened.

“Grandfather…?”

Raon’s eyes widened as he looked at Lectar.
Since contacting Lectar at the Holy Sword Association Holy Ground would require several measures, I hadn’t even written a letter yet, so I couldn’t understand how he had come here.

“Ah, Father?”
“Father, how did you come here….”

Sylvia and Edgar both opened their mouths in bewilderment, their eyes reflecting complete ignorance.

“I contacted him.”

Glen Zigheart emerged from behind Lectar.

“Since I’ve been continuously investigating ways to awaken Sia, I sent a letter right away.”

Glen smiled faintly, mentioning that he maintained a separate communication channel with Lectar.

“Ah, that’s right. Thank you for summoning Father. Father.”

Sylvia bowed her head to Lectar, expressing her welcome.

“Hmm, it seems you arrived quite quickly… Oof!”

Edgar scrunched his nose bridge before Lectar kicked him in the rear.

“So where is our Sia!”

Lectar exhaled a long breath, glancing around with evident excitement.

“Yes. Bring Sia here.”

Glen nodded his chin, equally curious to see Sia.

“Understood.”

I nodded lightly toward Glen and Lectar.

‘Thank goodness.’

It was fortunate that I had explained to Sia not only about Glen but also about Lectar. With her natural charm, she might have turned both grandfathers into her devoted servants.

“Sia.”

I turned around and called to Sia, who was hiding in the gap of the doorway.

“Come here.”
“Okay!”

Sia, who wore her hair in twin tails by her own strong will, nodded softly and stepped into the hallway.

“Ah….”

Lectar’s eyes reddened at the mere sight of Sia awake, as though all his wishes had been granted.

“Mmm!”

Glen bit his trembling lips, unable to contain himself at how adorable Sia was.

“I explained it yesterday, didn’t I? The person with your mother is Grandfather Glen, and the person with your father is Grandfather Lectar.”

I gently pushed Sia’s back, sending her toward Glen and Lectar.

“Grandfather?”

Sia rolled her large eyes and looked at Glen and Lectar in turn. She offered a bright smile and bowed her head respectfully.

“Hello!”
“Sia!”
“Sia….”

Lectar finally let tears fall and spread both arms wide, while Glen appeared more composed, yet couldn’t hide his trembling hands.

“Come here!”

Both men simultaneously opened their arms, gesturing for Sia to embrace them. With the explanation given, they called out to their granddaughter without hesitation.

Yet watching them compete with each other in this moment was somewhat absurd.

-How many children does this guy have…?

Even Wrath let out a hollow laugh, unable to comprehend the situation.

“Hmm….”

Sia gazed at Glen Zigheart and Lectar in turn with her large, round eyes. She seemed to be deliberating over whom to choose.

“Just go to whoever you like more.”

I chuckled playfully and wagged my finger. Since I had explained everything about Glen Zigheart and Lectar to her, I found myself curious about where she would go.

“Whoever I like more?”
“Mm-hmm.”

As I nodded, Sia suddenly grasped my hand.

“Then I like Raon the best.”

Sia hugged me tightly, saying she had to take care of her little brother.

“Ugh…”

I hastily lifted my gaze while nestled in Sia’s embrace.

A low growl rumbled through the air.

The eyes of Glen Zigheart and Lectar, which had been gleaming with anticipation and affection just a second ago, now burned with the savage intensity of predators.

Crackling energy filled the space.

What made matters worse was that even Sylvia and Edgar were now glaring at me with eyes blazing with fury.

“Wait, this isn’t… uh… I mean…”

I drew a deep breath, feeling the chilling atmosphere that had descended upon the Annex Building.

-Hehehehehehe! You’ve dug your own grave!

Wrath burst into delighted laughter.

-From this day forth, I shall make your sister one of the True Demon King’s subordinates! This is most entertaining!

He erupted into raucous cackling, as if he had witnessed such delightful entertainment in ages.

‘You only know how to eat bread at parties….’

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