The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 933

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Chapter 933

—This ghostly bastard….

Wrath’s lips trembled with an exasperated blue pallor, as though he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing.

—Did you calculate everything from the very beginning? What in the world have you consumed to make your mind work so brilliantly?
‘There’s no way that’s true.’

I shook my head calmly.

‘It was all just coincidence.’

Zircon following me, Wrath placing that wager of his own accord, the two Demon Lords finding their way here—all of it was mere chance. Even the gods and demons that Wrath invoked couldn’t calculate all of that.

‘Stop wasting time and just keep your promise.’

I tapped Wrath’s head lightly.

—Well, if it were just wrath, I could manage. But to hand over the very essence of my soul….

Wrath’s eyes darted about nervously.

—If I give all of that, the True Demon King would become nothing but a lackey of the Demon Realm, not its lord!

He shook his head vigorously, insisting that handing over the very essence of his soul was far too much.

—C-considering all the affection between us so far. Just the wrath alone….
‘No.’

I cut off Wrath’s words firmly.

—You wicked demon! Do you have no conscience at all? I swear, the True Demon King won’t rest until you’re buried in the ground….
‘Who said I was taking it all? I’m borrowing it. Once the task is done, I’ll return it.’

Wrath was clearly under a grave misunderstanding, but naturally, I had no intention of keeping his wrath and soul. After deceiving Grid, I would return everything exactly as it was.

-Hmm? Then wouldn’t it be better if the True Demon King descended upon you directly?

Wrath shook his head as if to say that would be safer and more certain.

‘I do have things to tell Grid, but descent places too much burden on you.’

With my current body state after absorbing Zircon and Peridot, I could use Demon Lord Descent, but using it alone would impose a tremendous burden on Wrath. Since he was already greatly weakened, I had no desire to force him to expend any more power.

-Hmm….

Wrath let out a low groan as if he hadn’t expected me to think of him.

‘And I have no intention of growing stronger through another’s power. I’ll stand at the highest place with my own strength and my own blade.’

Becoming stronger than anyone else. That would be the fastest path to taking revenge on Derus Robert. To achieve that, I had to climb to the highest place through my own power.

-Grow stronger with your own power? Nonsense!

Wrath jumped up with a frown furrowing his brow.

-If that’s the case, then hand over all the stats and traits you’ve consumed! All of it was created by the True Demon King’s power!

He waved his hand as if to insist I comply with what he’d said.

‘….’

I gazed at Wrath for a long moment before lowering my hand.

‘It’s not possible.’
-Not possible? Who did you ask!
‘I asked the System, and it said it’s not possible.’

With serene eyes, as if I had truly consulted with the System and received a response, I shook my head.

-You’re really something else! The True Demon King can’t even contact me, and you’re spouting nonsense!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, telling me not to lie.

‘It’s true. We’ve resolved it well between ourselves.’

Raon said with a faint smile that he had concluded a civil conversation with the System.

-The involved party is right here! You and the System are both playing around with the True Demon King’s power!

Wrath pounded his own chest as if he were about to go mad and leap around.

‘Anyway, since you said it’s not possible, hurry up and send over your wrath and soul.’
-Grrrrgh, if only you’d keep your mouth shut, I wouldn’t find you so irritating….

Wrath gnashed his teeth and settled down onto my shoulder.

-You have to return everything? This is a promise I actually have to keep!
‘When have you ever seen me break a promise? I’m not much of a liar.’
-Ha….

He looked at me with an expression that asked what on earth this was, then shook his head.

-How did the True Demon King end up meeting such a lunatic….

Wrath let out a long sigh, then sent a portion of his 【Wrath】 and soul through his shoulder.

‘Kuh….’

Upon receiving Wrath’s 【Wrath】 and soul, despite my mind and body recovering, a pain arose as if my very existence itself were being twisted. That merely a fragment of a soul could cause such a transformation—I felt it every time, but Wrath seemed to be on a different tier even among the Demon Lords.

Kuguguguguguuu!

Upon receiving Wrath’s authority and soul, an uncontrollable explosion erupted throughout my body and mind. My soul itself soared to a higher plane. I felt as though I had transcended humanity and reached true transcendence.

‘I need to suppress it now.’

I forcibly suppressed the rapidly elevated tier of my soul and concealed my presence. Since I had acted quickly, outwardly there should be no significant change from before.

-Huh? If you’re going to hide it, why did you ask for it in the first place?

Wrath shook his head, not understanding.

‘What Grid wants isn’t a fight—it’s me.’

Raon smacked his lips as he watched Grid deflect Rust’s blade.

‘If that bastard knew I could descend right now, he’d flee immediately.’
-W, well then….
‘Right. I’ll deliberately show an opening, and the moment his escape route is cut off, I’ll reveal everything I’ve received from you.’

Imagining the expression Grid would wear then, I drew a sinister smile.

‘Until then, I need to keep it completely hidden. So for now….’

Raon tilted his chin slightly upward and crossed his arms.

‘Let’s just watch the Demon Lords fight.’
-Huh….

Wrath blinked rapidly, as if unable to comprehend.

-Where in the world did this guy come from…?

He shook his head, utterly bewildered.

‘Don’t look at me—focus on that battle instead.’

Raon turned Wrath’s gaze toward the combat unfolding before them.

Whoooosh!

Rust pressured Grid at close range, her blade infused with the power of Lust, while Gluttony provided support from a distance, unleashing brilliant white light.

‘Rust’s swordsmanship is genuinely formidable.’

Wrath had said Rust’s power came not from swordsmanship but from Lust itself, yet from my perspective, she wove determination and obsession beautifully into her technique. Beyond the aura she wielded, her swordsmanship alone surpassed that of transcendent-class warriors.

‘What can I say about Gluttony? She fights as though her aura is infinite.’

Each burst of white light Gluttony unleashed carried the force of a transcendent’s ultimate technique. With each meal consumed, her demonic energy seemed to pour forth endlessly.

‘Yet even combining everything both Demon Lords possess, Grid still surpasses them.’

Grid appeared equally adept at both close and ranged combat, deflecting Rust’s blade with a golden radiance blooming from his palm while evading Gluttony’s assault.

He seemed to operate on a tier above both Rust and Gluttony, parrying their dizzying barrage of attacks without sustaining significant damage. Of course, none of them were fighting at full strength, but even if they unleashed their complete power, the gap would likely remain insurmountable.

‘This is quite educational.’

I ignited a ring of fire. Biting my lip as though determined not to miss a single moment of the three Demon Lords’ clash, I studied the very nature of their combat.

-So you’re the one orchestrating this fight, and now you’re just watching it unfold?

Wrath drooled as he observed me, his saliva dripping freely.

-You truly are a madman beyond all imagination….

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Crash!

Grid deflected Rust’s blade over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing.

‘This is certainly not easy.’

Regardless of his superior tier, facing both Rust and Gluttony simultaneously was no trivial matter.

Had Wrath’s potential not caught his eye, he would have turned and left without hesitation. The losses far outweighed any gains.

‘But….’

That very reason made him want to possess him all the more.

The Demon Realm harbored far more transcendents than the Human Realm, so this man’s raw strength was hardly exceptional.

Yet in all his knowledge, no being had ever grown as rapidly as this human.

Moreover, having fought for his life in this war, he would have grown once more, and Grid found himself genuinely curious about how far this man could ascend.

‘Of course, there’s something even greater than that.’

Wrath’s vessel was wielding Rust and Gluttony—the Lords of Lust and Gluttony—like swords through natural smoke. In other words, if I obtained that human, it would be no different from gaining two Demon Lords in the process, which is why I had to capture him here.

‘The opportunity exists only now.’

Moments ago, that human’s wrath and soul quality had surged dramatically before subsiding. It was clear he had attempted to summon Wrath but failed.

If Wrath descended, any chance of capturing that human would vanish entirely. The only window to obtain him was right now.

‘To accomplish that….’

Grid narrowed his eyes as he pushed back Gluttony’s Gluttony with Greed.

‘I need to exploit the gap between these two.’

Gluttony and Rust focused more on defense than offense, protecting Wrath’s vessel. Even for me, breaking through that defense and capturing the human was no simple task.

‘If they have no openings, then I should create one of my own.’

Grid parried Rust’s blade strike that came slashing in like a tempest, curling his lips into a smirk.

“No matter how much you plead, Wrath won’t look back at you. He’s merely using you.”

He taunted Rust with a scoff.

“Just look at how he sends you forward while hiding behind you—the calculation is obvious.”
“Shut up! What would someone who buys love with money know!”

Rust, enraged by the insult to Wrath, unleashed a powerful blade strike while conjuring a dense Pink Aura Entity.

“Tsk….”

Gluttony smacked her lips audibly and detonated a burst of white light behind Grid.

Boom!

Grid sustained a severe wound to his shoulder from the combination of Rust’s space-rending blade strike and the explosion triggered by Gluttony’s Gluttony.

“It’s over!”

Rust surged forward with excitement, abandoning her usual distance and launching herself at Grid. Her blade descended toward his neck.

‘Finally!’

The moment Rust’s sword fell like lightning, Grid’s golden eyes blazed with an icy light. He deflected her blade as though he had never been wounded at all, then drove deeper into her guard.

“Black Mouth.”

Gluttony realized the danger and unleashed a power so sinister it made the air crawl, opening her palm wide.

Screeeech!

The sky above Grid’s head tore asunder, and a demonic maw materialized, blazing crimson.

“Using that much power—it seems you’ve grown quite fond of this human!”

He chuckled at the sight of that gaping scarlet mouth.

“Grid!”

Rust, realizing she had been deceived, ignited her entire form with the Pink Aura Entity and charged at Grid. She hurled her blade and summoned a dense, overwhelming power of Lust above her palm.

“You’re too late.”

Grid raised his finger, and countless gold coins cascaded from the void, extinguishing Rust’s pink aura and erecting a golden wall that blocked the mouth Gluttony had summoned.

“Stay there and watch.”

Grid approached Raon as though everything were finished and extended his hand.

“See how this one transforms….”
“Vermin.”

Raon uttered the word Wrath used most often with others, then unlocked the wrath and soul rank he had received from him.

Roooaaaaaarrrrr!

My soul and Wrath’s soul blended together as smoothly as watercolors, and an aura far more intense than what the Lord of Wrath originally possessed erupted in a violent explosion.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

A blood-red aura spread endlessly, warping the dim sky and causing the earth to collapse beneath us.

A deep, resonant roar echoed across the Demon Realm.

Even with three Demon Lords who ruled the Demon Realm descending upon this place, it was a single human who now radiated the most colossal spiritual presence.

“What is this…?”

Grid’s golden eyes wavered like a sailboat capsized by a tidal wave, as though he had never even imagined such a scenario.

“In the playground I created…”

Above my crimson eyes, an aura far deeper than that of the Demon Lords of Wrath bloomed forth.

“Did you enjoy yourself, merchant?”

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During the battle, I had sent Rust an aura message, feigning excitement and instructing her to show an opening. Grid, true to my expectations, seized that brief gap and pressed forward. Just as he reached out to strike me, I unleashed the wrath and spiritual presence I had received from Wrath, reversing the entire situation.

I had concealed my own soul within and overlaid it with the spiritual presence granted by Wrath, so even through Grid’s monocle, I would appear as Wrath himself.

“Ha…”

As expected, Grid saw Wrath in me and froze in shock.

“How…?”

Grid’s angular jaw trembled as though he still couldn’t believe what was happening.

“How?”

Raon mimicked Wrath’s manner of speech and shook his head.

“You’ve been nothing but a plaything dancing in the palm of the True Demon King from the very beginning.”

He let out a scornful laugh, as if he had foreseen everything.

“Didn’t I tell you? That one is Wrath.”

Rust held her blade against Grid’s back while licking her lips in anticipation.

“Right. The Wrath who buys ice cream so generously….”

Gluttony also spread her hand and summoned a mouth that looked like it would swallow Grid whole.

“How much were you watching?”

Grid bit his lip and glared at Raon.

“Everything.”

Raon lifted his chin, feigning that he had orchestrated and calculated it all.

“You’re not usually the cold-blooded type, are you?”
“The True Demon King has no need to be. But my subordinates are different. They’ve been reading every thought of yours.”

He nodded, elevating himself alongside Wrath.

“Sigh.”

Grid’s fingers fidgeted as if he were contemplating battle, then he released a long, weary breath.

“I give up. Something feels off, but continuing to fight would cost me far too much.”

He declared this was the end and raised both hands in surrender.

“State what you desire.”

Grid acknowledged his defeat and, reverting to his merchant’s demeanor, asked them to speak first of what they wanted.

“You’re accepting it just like that? After suffering such a loss?”

I regarded Grid carefully, unwilling to lower my guard—he might suddenly do something reckless.

“If we continue beyond this point, the losses will only mount.”

Honestly, I’d expected him to fight at least once, but his immediate calculation of profit and loss was astounding. Truly a dangerous one.

“The True Demon King’s condition is simple. Seal your power within this body.”

I tilted my chin and raised my hand. Had it been me, I would’ve demanded money as well, but Wrath would never think of such things—so I asked only for power.

I should have known it would come to this!

Wrath gnashed his teeth as if everything had finally become clear, lifting his head.

-You embodiment of greed! The title of Lord of Avarice should’ve been yours!

He shook his head vigorously, unable to tell whether this being was human or demon lord.

‘What’s so difficult about it?’

I smirked, reading the resolve already burning in Grid’s eyes.

‘Just do both.’

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