The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 899

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Chapter 899

“Huff! Huff!”

Trevin wiped the cold sweat dripping from his forehead and ran toward the peak of Bekmang Mountain.

‘W-what was that just now…’

Moments ago, Raon suddenly burst out of the darkness and brutally struck down the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen and Dorian.

I wasn’t exaggerating. Raon had shattered Dorian’s skull with the pommel of his sword, so there was no other word to describe it besides “brutally struck.”

‘He’s lost his mind.’

Just because his subordinate had cursed him out of sight, calling him a filthy demon bastard, Raon had split his trusted subordinate’s skull open. There was no other conclusion—Raon had gone mad.

‘I was in danger too.’

Thanks to Dorian taking the blow first, I barely managed to defend myself and escape, but the force contained in Raon’s sword pommel was so tremendous that my hands still ached.

‘But why did he attack us?’

Raon had said to just hold the line on Bekmang Mountain while eating bread, so I couldn’t understand why he had launched a surprise assault.

‘Wait. Now that I think about it…’

When we climbed Bekmang Mountain, the Gwangpung Corps swordsmen had gone pale as if their souls had left their bodies, and Dorian, whom I’d seen moments ago, was drooling as if he’d lost consciousness.

Putting the situation together, it seemed Raon wasn’t mad at all—this had been the training from the start.

‘Yes. That must be it.’

A martial master like Raon would never conduct a simple defensive field training on a mountain.
This was clearly a training designed with ambush tactics in mind from the beginning.

Aaaahhhhh!
No, wait! The Cheoljeon Unit is here! We should just leave now…Ughhhh!
You crazy bastard! Don’t draw your sword!

Intense shockwaves and screams of swordsmen echoed from below. It seemed Raon was attacking indiscriminately—both the Cheoljeon Unit and the Gwangpung Corps.

‘There’s no way to escape anyway.’

Even running at full speed, the screams of others grew steadily closer. Escaping from Raon seemed impossible.

‘Wait a moment….’

He said this was field training.

In field combat, the most critical elements were concealment and cover. It seemed Raon wanted them to hide, suppress their presence, and counterattack.

‘Hide.’

The moment Trevin made his decision, he quickly erased his traces and crouched beneath a tree shrouded in dense thickets.

‘Hm?’

But this spot already had an occupant.

“Crain?”

Crain, the most carefree member of the Gwangpung Corps, sat with his knees drawn together, his hands trembling violently.

“Are you hiding too?”
“…Hiding?”

Crain’s eyes twisted as if questioning what Trevin was saying.

“Hiding is pointless. I’m just… hehehehe….”

He nodded his head back and forth, releasing an eerie laugh.

“I’m just waiting for him to come at me late.”
“L-late? What do you mean late?”
“Soon, the Cheoljeon Unit Master will realize this isn’t a training exercise.”

Crain closed his eyes, saying that hiding or running away was pointless.

“No, what do you mean by that…?”

Trevin was about to ask again.

Screeeech!
You should let the squad leaders alone by now! You crazy bastard!
M-Master? I have to go make a sword tomorrow… Ugh!

A scream erupted from directly below.

“Hmmm…”

Crain tore at his hair with his fingers, muttering that it was all over now.

“…”

Trevin gripped his sword and lowered his stance, breathing slowly so he could counterattack immediately if Raon appeared.

“It won’t help.”

Crain chuckled, looking at him.

“That guy… this isn’t training. He’s just trying to crush the kids.”

As he shook his head, Raon’s sword scabbard burst through the bushes.

Whoooosh!

Crain took the scabbard strike to his abdomen and tumbled down the mountain without even a chance to scream.

‘I expected that.’

Since I’d anticipated he would strike Crain first for speaking loudly, I’d prepared my sword to defend against his next attack.

“Come at me all you—”

I was preparing to defend as before and retreat, but Raon drew his sword from its sheath.

A resonant ring pierced the air.

A crimson aura blazed upward along the silver-gleaming blade.

“A-an aura?”

Unlike himself, who had only just reached Grand Master, this was a perfected aura—and the swordmaster wielding it with such overwhelming presence far surpassed his own rank.

“W-wait! Raon! I can’t block that yet!”

Trevin shook his head, crying out that he couldn’t withstand the blade strike.

“That’s precisely why I’m doing this.”

Raon smiled with an unsettling coldness and brought the sword down.

“Gaaaahhhhh!”

Trevin poured every ounce of his power into his defense, but overwhelmed in both technique and aura, his blade was driven back in an instant.

[That filthy demon bastard….]
[This guy isn’t training them. He’s just slaughtering kids….]

As Raon’s flames pierced through his guard, the words Dorian and Crain had spoken echoed in his mind.

‘They were right. This guy….’

Trevin swallowed hard, watching Raon bring the sword down as if to end his life.

‘He’s just insane!’

His blade, extended with all his strength, was deflected away, and Raon’s sword came crashing down toward his head.

A sickening crunch echoed out.

Trevin took a blow from the flat of my sword across his head and tumbled backward. Through the haze clouding my vision, I could see myself smiling.

“Damn it….”

I’d made a mistake coming here.

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‘This should count as a proper introduction.’

I conducted concentration-enhancement training for the Gwangpung Corps and Cheoljeon Unit until sunrise, then dusted off my hands.
Since everyone had collapsed unconscious, it seemed I could finally descend the mountain.

-An introduction?

Wrath let out an incredulous laugh.

-You beat all those kids senseless! What kind of introduction is that!

He furrowed his brow, questioning why turning people into rags counted as an introduction.

‘I regret it too, but there’s no helping it.’

I clicked my tongue softly, looking at the unconscious swordsmen with their eyes rolled back.

‘The battles ahead will be far more brutal than this.’

With the possibility of an all-out war against the Black Tower looming, I needed to maximize the combat strength of the Gwangpung Corps and Cheoljeon Unit beforehand.
It would be difficult for them now, but this training would prove invaluable in that coming war.

-Well, that’s true, but….

Wrath lowered his gaze, having nothing more to say on that point.

‘Now let’s head down. I’ve had my fill of the thrill.’

I brushed the dust from my clothes and turned my body downward along the mountain.

-That’s good…? The feel of it? You just said the feel of it! As expected, you were trying to make it good!

Wrath brought his hand down sharply, as if he’d known it all along.

‘It’s just my imagination.’
-Your imagination my foot! You just beat up those kids to relieve stress! You despicable…
‘What do you want for breakfast?’
-Huh? Oh!

The moment I brought up breakfast, his eyes rolled around excitedly. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the Gwangpung Corps getting beaten up while his mind was occupied this morning.

-Since it’s morning, I’m craving something light like lobster dishes.
‘Light lobster…’

I muttered that it was peculiar as expected and descended the mountain. I was about to head straight back to the Annex Building when a familiar face approached from the right.

“It’s been a while.”

Denier waved his right hand with a smile.

“Master of Hyeonmu Hall.”

I turned my body and bowed respectfully to Denier.

“What brings you to this place?”

Since there was considerable distance between the 5th Training Ground and Hyeonmu Hall, I was curious about the reason for his presence here.

“On my way back, I heard rumors that you had defeated Sageomma, and I wanted to congratulate you.”

Denier nodded, saying that I had truly accomplished a remarkable feat. Pure goodwill emanated from his roundly curved smile.

“I was fortunate.”

I shook my head, saying it wasn’t such a remarkable accomplishment.

“I heard that you were preoccupied with deception, but still—Sageomma is Sageomma. It’s an achievement that rewrites history and changes an era.”

Denier told Valdemar not to demean himself and lowered his chin.

“….”

I gazed silently at Denier’s eyes.

“In four days, you’ll become a Family Head too. Younger than Martha, yet a Family Head—I still can’t believe it.”

He threw out a light jest, saying he wouldn’t be able to speak informally anymore.

“I still have much to learn.”
“That humble attitude is what made you who you are today. I hope you’ll continue with the same resolve going forward. And please look after Martha.”

Denier glanced up at Bekmang Mountain once more, then waved his hand and departed.

‘Denier Zigheart.’

I narrowed my eyes, watching his retreating figure.

‘What is he thinking?’

I replayed his words, expression, and actions in my mind, but beyond an uncle encouraging his nephew, there seemed to be no hidden agenda.

I had made preparations to guard against that enigmatic man, but seeing his calm eyes only deepened my unease.

-That bastard….

Wrath furrowed his brow, watching Denier’s steady gait.

-Every time I see him, he seems like a different person. I can’t fathom his true nature.

He smacked his lips, saying it was a temperament he’d never seen in his long life as a Demon Lord.

‘This is difficult.’

I clicked my tongue briefly and headed toward the Annex Building. The moment I opened the entrance, Sia rushed into my arms as if she’d been waiting.

“Raon! You can’t sleep outside like a child!”

Sia pouted her lips, asking why I hadn’t slept at home.

“Yesterday, when you didn’t come back, I unrolled my sleeping bag and slept outside.”

Sylvia sighed, saying she couldn’t stop her.

“Thanks to that, I got to sleep with Sia for the first time in a while. Please do it often from now on.”

Edgar chuckled as he rolled up both Sia’s and his own sleeping bags.

“I’ve prepared breakfast. Come wash up and eat.”

Helen waved her hand, mentioning she’d prepared a hearty morning meal.

-Kruu! The air is thick with mouth-watering aromas!

Wrath licked his chops slowly, his tail swishing.

“Understood.”

I clenched my fists as I faced my family and servants, all smiling at me.

‘Denier. Whatever you’re thinking, whatever you do….’

I will protect these people.

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The Prairie River, withered and clinging to purple porcelain.

A black shadow rose above the river bottom, fractured in a spider-web pattern.

The shadow undulated darkly, as if ignoring the brilliant moonlight, and expelled a Blue-haired Woman draped in a robe.

Squelch.

The Blue-haired Woman narrowed her eyes as she gazed at the ice shards wedged between the fractured river bottom.

“Did he perish here.”

She nodded, her fingers tracing the ice fragments as if acknowledging Sageomma’s presence.

Whoooosh.

As the Blue-haired Woman lowered her hand, a warm white radiance flashed, and the lingering essence of Sageomma trapped within the silvery ice coalesced above her palm, forming a violet sphere.

“Less than anticipated.”

She furrowed her brow, observing the violet orb shimmering with a damp luminescence.

“Since you too sought to exploit the resentment of others, you have no cause for complaint.”

She spoke to Sageomma in an emotionless voice, then tucked the violet sphere into her bosom.

“How far will you ascend….”

The Blue-haired Woman gazed up at the moonlight, whispered Raon’s name, and vanished on a cerulean wind.
All that remained in her wake were hollow ice fragments.

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Boom!

The Family Head’s Training Ground, boasting the grandest scale in all of Zigheart, opened in magnificent ceremony.

Ordinarily, even swordsmen were forbidden entry, but today common citizens could pass through the imposing gates and enter the training ground.

“It hasn’t been long since the Gwangpung Corps was promoted from Unit to Division, and they’re already advancing to full status?”
“It took less than ten years from Unit to Division, didn’t it?”
“Really? Then isn’t that the fastest record?”
“What’s even more surprising is that no one’s raising objections. It means everyone acknowledges both their skills and their accomplishments.”
“Well, they did defeat that Sageomma.”

The people climbed toward the Spectator Stands above the Training Ground, chattering about the Gwangpung Corps that would be promoted today.

“What do you think?”

Valdemar, seated in the executive section, jabbed Karun repeatedly with his elbow.

“Your nephew’s been chasing at your heels. Are you alright with that?”

He shrugged his shoulders teasingly.

“The Gwangpung Corps has completed numerous missions excellently. If anything, their promotion is overdue.”

Karun shook his head calmly, not revealing even a hint of petty jealousy.

“And I have no particular interest in what becomes of those guys. It’s none of my concern.”

He waved his hand, dismissing the unnecessary talk.

“Huh? For someone saying that, I heard you rushed back right after finishing your mission. You even left some of the soldiers behind, didn’t you?”

Valdemar snorted, as if he knew everything.

“Is that so? I wondered why your return was so swift.”

Denier Zigheart let out a light laugh as if amused.

“Ahem. Nonsense.”

Karun dismissed Valdemar’s words with a wave of his hand.

“Sigh…”

Sylvia exhaled a long breath, her hands clasped together in front of her knees.

“I’m so nervous my heart feels like it’s going to sink!”

She trembled, her clasped hands shaking as she confessed her helplessness.

“Honey, what should I do…?”

Sylvia turned her head toward Edgar, pleading for him to do something about it.

“Grrrrgh…”

Edgar was already foaming at the mouth, his tension reaching the heavens.

“You fool!”

Sylvia’s eyes turned cold. Unable to contain herself, she struck the back of Edgar’s head.

“Raon! When is Raon coming out?”

Sia called out only Raon’s name, her hands gripping the railing.

“Since he’s the star of today, he’ll come out a bit later.”

Aris Zigheart settled beside Sylvia and nodded her chin.

“Oh, sister?”

Sylvia blinked at Aris Zigheart in surprise.

“Have you already finished your training?”
“Not yet.”

Aris Zigheart shook her head calmly.

“To accept the mana of the Dragon Heart, I need to raise my body’s condition a bit more. It’s still a long way off. However…”

She gazed down at the Training Ground with a faint smile.

“I couldn’t miss the day my adorable nephew becomes the champion.”

Aris leaned back in her chair, saying it was only natural that she attend.

“Thank you….”

Sylvia’s tension eased at the sight of Aris returning to her usual self, and a faint smile graced her lips.

“I still can’t believe it. Our young master has become the Sword Demon….”
“Right. We only prayed for him to grow up healthy.”
“Was our prayer that powerful? He grew far too healthy.”

Helen and the attendants spoke of Raon’s childhood, their eyes glistening with emotion.

“He was different from others from the very beginning.”

Judith recalled her first meeting with Raon and offered an awkward smile.

“What was Raon like? Hmm? What was he like?”

It was when Sia approached the attendants to ask about Raon.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The left main gate of the Training Ground opened, and a violent tremor swept across the surroundings. From the billowing smoke, the Zigheart military forces entered one by one, taking their positions within the Training Ground.
Through the thick smoke billowing up, Zigheart’s military forces entered one by one and took their positions inside the Training Ground.

From the newly established Hyeonseongdan to the Head of House’s direct Heavenly Sword Squad, all swordsmen except those on missions or protecting the Family Estate unleashed a qi wave that shook heaven and earth, their formations arranged in an overwhelming display of power.

Whoooosh!

As soon as the武力隊’s entrance was finished, the gatekeeper swordsmen guarding the Training Ground stomped their feet loudly and drew everyone’s attention.

“The heavens of Zigheart are entering!”

The moment that cry was heard, the swordsmen standing in the Training Ground and the residents in the Spectator Stands simultaneously knelt down with their backs turned.

“Rise. I am not the protagonist of today.”
“Wake up. Today’s star isn’t me.”

Glen ascended the platform with measured steps and raised his hand in greeting.
Unlike usual, he did not appear last; instead, he arrived before the Gwangpung Corps and took his seat upon the Jade Throne.

Thump, thump, thump.

The swordsmen rose to their feet, returned to their original positions, and reformed their ranks, while the spectators exhaled softly and settled into their seats.

“Let us begin.”

As Glen flicked his finger, Chad, who stood below the platform, bowed deeply and stepped forward.

“We shall now commence the Promotion Ceremony. The Gwangpung Corps, please enter.”

As Chad’s words concluded, the right Main Gate of the Training Ground, which had remained suspended in its frame, swung open with a resounding boom.

Boom!

The gate keepers stamped their feet more forcefully than when Glen had entered, their chins raised high.

“The Gwangpung Corps Commander and the Gwangpung Corps, who slew the wicked dragon and broke the Sageomma, enter!”

Beneath the resonant cry of the gate keeper swordsmen, the sound of measured footsteps echoed forth.

Though more than thirty soldiers marched forward, their footfalls harmonized as one, creating a solemn unity of purpose.

As the Gwangpung Corps crossed the deep shadow cast at the Training Ground’s entrance, their full majesty was finally revealed.

Clad in black ceremonial robes as if dipped in ink, white swords at their sides, they emanated such weighty presence that they seemed to embody heroes marching to war.

“Salute to the swordsmen who have upheld the honor of Zigheart!”

Upon hearing Chad’s cry, the swordsmen parted to either side and drew their blades.

With swords held in reverse grip, pointing earthward in reverence, the Zigheart sword salute formed a corridor of light as the sun’s radiance descended—and through this passage of honor, Raon and the Gwangpung Corps entered.

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