The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 934

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Chapter 934

“Authority, then….”

Grid narrowed his eyes as he observed the bracelet of Demon Lords hanging from Raon’s wrist. His pupils dilated like thin gold coins.

“What are you planning to do by expanding that vessel?”

Grid sent a flickering, ominous gaze as if to discern Wrath’s thoughts.

-What nonsense! The True Demon King isn’t doing this!

Wrath waved his hand in exasperation.

-This ghostly brat is toying with all of us! Both you and the True Demon King!

He cried out desperately for understanding, but naturally, Grid could not hear those words.

“Whether the True Demon King destroys the Continent with the authority of Demon Lords or slays gods—it is none of your concern.”

Raon tilted his chin with an arrogant bearing, as if capable of accomplishing all of it.

“That logic is sound.”

Grid nodded with a thin smile playing at his lips.

“I still find you suspicious. Whether you are Wrath or the vessel merely performing—I cannot tell.”

His eyes gleamed quietly, still scrutinizing me.

-That’s right! This one is not the True Demon King! The True Demon King would never display such an unsightly form!

Wrath waved his arms up and down, pleading for recognition.

‘Grid is truly dangerous, after all.’

Since I had borrowed Wrath’s authority and the caliber of his soul, I would appear as Wrath even through the spectacles Grid wore.

Yet Grid remained suspicious, still regarding me as human. He was certainly different from the foolish Demon Lords I had encountered thus far.

“Still, I cannot touch him now. Either way, the losses would be catastrophic.”

As Grid snapped his fingers, the golden radiance of Greed’s authority surged forth from the void.

Whoooooosh!

The power of Greed descended upon my wrist in a graceful arc, like the tail of a comet.

Whoaaaaaash!

A rich golden radiance flowed like water, and a brilliant golden flower bracelet bloomed upon my wrist, its touch refreshingly cool.

[A portion of Greed’s authority seeps into your soul and body.]
[The authority will be fully unlocked after the adaptation period ends.]

‘Hm?’

I widened my eyes as I gazed upon Greed’s authority embedded within the golden flower bracelet.

‘What is this amount?’

Grid had transferred the largest quantity of authority from any Demon Lord I had received thus far in a single instance.

The amount was comparable to the authorities of other Demon Lords that I had cultivated and grown through training and living, so I couldn’t help but let out a breath of astonishment.

‘He gave me more than Rust.’

Since Grid had transferred more Greed than Rust’s Lust—which I had favored from the beginning—his suspicions were only natural.

“Grid. What is your scheme?”

I narrowed my eyes as I regarded Grid.

If other energies had been mixed into the Greed that Grid transferred, I could have read his intentions, but since it was pure authority, it was actually more difficult to discern his thoughts.

“An investment.”

Grid waved his hand dismissively, as though it were nothing of consequence.

“An investment?”
“Yes. I’m curious to dip my fingers into whatever you’re planning to do.”

He smacked his lips, saying he could smell quite substantial gains to be had.

“Without even knowing what the True Demon King intends to do?”
“To feast greatly, one must invest in places others know nothing of. The investments everyone knows about are already barren wastelands.”

Grid resumed his merchant’s facade and tilted his chin slightly. Yet the hunger burning in his eyes seemed to blaze even more intensely.

“My instincts tell me that if I bet on you, I’ll have quite a lot left to consume. Whether it’s Wrath or the vessel—it matters not.”
“….”

I lowered my brows as I watched Grid smile coldly.

‘He still suspects.’

Even now, Grid harbored doubts that I was not Wrath.

His pathological distrust of others seemed to justify the title of Lord of Greed well enough. Had Wrath possessed a temperament like Grid’s, I might have lost control of my body long ago.
If Wrath had a personality like Grid’s, he might have lost his body long ago.

“Then what about the shape of this flower?”

The flower had a very gentle feeling, unlike Grid, which made me uncomfortable.

“It’s a matter of taste.”

Grid shook his head, reciting word for word something Wrath had said before.

Your taste is absolutely terrible.

Wrath couldn’t think for himself and scoffed mockingly at Grid, letting out a snort.

“I’ve handed over the power as promised, so I can leave now, right?”

Grid took a step back as if he were about to return to the Demon Realm again.

“Where are you going?”

Rust refused to let him leave, pointing her fingertip—infused with the power of 【Lust】—at Grid’s throat.

“Can’t you just let me have one bite before you send him off?”

Gluttony exerted her strength, opening the pitch-black maw of 【Gluttony】 above Grid’s head as if seized by ravenous hunger.

“Let him go.”

I waved my hand at Rust and Gluttony.

“There’s no point in fighting anymore.”

Since I was not the true Wrath, the losses from capturing Grid far outweighed any gains.

If Grid truly rushed at me with lethal intent, I could end up in mutual destruction with the two Demon Lords before me, so it was right to let him go now.

“Tsk….”

Rust clicked her tongue regretfully and lowered her hand.

“I really wanted just one bite….”

Gluttony smacked her lips as if she had truly intended to devour Grid whole, then closed her black maw. Suddenly, I felt afraid of her.

“Impressive indeed. I never thought two Demon Lords so driven by instinct would listen to you.”

Grid stood before the Gate to Demon Realm, exhaling in apparent amazement.

“We’ll meet again someday. When we do, I’ll collect what I’m owed for my investment.”

He drew a brilliantly white gold coin from his shirt pocket and tossed it.

Clink.

I caught the coin in my hand and examined it. It was not currency of the mortal world—its surface bore a dragon rendered with an eerie vividness.

“I’ll need to earn some money for a while. The losses are severe.”

Grid muttered that he needed to move quickly, then stepped through the Gate to Demon Realm. His demeanor seemed different from when I first saw him.

“Sigh….”

I exhaled heavily and reached toward the Gate to Demon Realm. Summoning the chill of Glacial, I unleashed the power of wrath that Wrath had granted me.

KUUUUAAAAAAAH!

Wrath’s ultimate technique, the Silver Aurora, extended through my hands and froze the massive Gate to Demon Realm in a single instant.

CRAAAAAACK!

The Gate to Demon Realm slowly collapsed like a glacier melting away, as if its very breath had been cut off by the cold of Hell.

As the frozen Gate to Demon Realm plummeted from the sky, the blackened demonic energy fractured, and a verdant sky was revealed.

I had thought it a perpetually dark world from the beginning, but it seemed to be a dimension not so different from the Continent where I lived.

“To wield that Silver Aurora through my own power… I’m still so happy….”

Rust said she had no regrets, her cheeks flushed crimson.

“What will you do next time? Silver Moon Steed? If you need more power, I’ll give it! I can even give myself!”

She spread both arms wide, offering herself instead of her power.

-KYAAAAAAAH!

Wrath shrieked and stumbled backward.

-Get that away from me! It’s truly terrifying!

He sniffled, complaining that this was too much to handle from both sides.

“How unfortunate….”

Gluttony sucked on her finger regretfully, as if lamenting that she hadn’t tasted Grid. Unlike Rust, she would be satisfied with a pearl ice cream or some delicious food.

“Thank you for coming all this way.”

Raon nodded as he observed Rust and Gluttony.

“I came because I had no money….”

Gluttony continued to say she had come because she lacked funds, twirling her finger to wrap her white hair around it.

“I’m grateful! Call me anytime! Just knowing you thought of me makes me happy! You can take all my skills, all my powers!”

Rust’s eyes flooded with a rosy hue at the mention of affection, her words tumbling out in passionate succession.

-Grrrrgh….

Wrath, intimidated by Rust’s barrage of affection, collapsed with something clenched in his mouth.

“But why were you in the Demon Realm?”

Raon’s brow furrowed as he regarded Rust.

“Weren’t you supposed to be with Merlin?”
“We parted ways a long time ago. I was searching for you alone, and somehow I ended up in the Demon Realm….”

Rust shook her head, explaining how she had journeyed all the way to the Demon Realm while searching for him.

‘…Is that even possible?’

Raon glanced at Wrath, tilting his chin slightly.

-I, I told you. That stalker is the worst navigator across all dimensions. I still can’t comprehend how those two attributes coexist in one being….

Wrath shook his head, saying his mind couldn’t keep pace with Rust’s nature.

“Then you have no idea where Merlin is now?”

Considering Merlin’s usual involvement, she should have appeared at least once during this war or in previous battles.

She hadn’t manifested even in animal form, which made me worry that something had happened to her.

“Yeah. It’s been a while.”
“I see….”

Raon nodded and narrowed his eyes.

“Should we search for her?”

Rust also said she would search, seeming to miss Merlin.

“No, that won’t be necessary….”

Since Rust might end up going to the Celestial Realm while searching for Merlin, it seemed better to stop her for now.

“For now, you two should leave this dimension. I will clean up this place and follow afterward.”
“Ugh, I’ll be waiting….”

Rust frowned, displeased, but turned away as if she would obey my words.

“Will you buy pearl ice cream?”

Gluttony waved her hand, saying she was hungry using her authority.

“There is an Ice Cream Shop outside, so wait there with Rust.”
“Okay.”

She nodded happily and grasped Rust’s hand, disappearing in a flash of white light.

-Hey, hey?

Wrath poked his finger at me, gauging my reaction.

-Now, how about you return my power and soul? It’s all over, isn’t it?
‘….’

I gazed at Wrath silently.

-W-why are you opening your eyes like that! You said you’d give it back once it was done!

He trembled in fear, wondering what I was thinking.

‘Yes. I’ll return it.’

Raon placed his hand on Wrath’s head and returned all the power and soul rank he had received.

Whoooooosh!

The tremendous force that had supported his back vanished in an instant, leaving him feeling somewhat hollow, but this experience alone would greatly aid his growth.

-Strange. You’re not the type to give something back so readily….

Wrath’s eyes narrowed with suspicion.

‘What’s strange about it? I simply returned what I borrowed.’
-If it were the usual you, you’d use this to blackmail….

As Wrath began pointing his finger and raising objections, blue messages appeared before my eyes.

[You have accomplished a feat that will be recorded in the history of the Continent.]
[You have defeated the master of the Black Tower.]
[You have been recognized by the Lord of Greed.]
[All stats have…..]
[New trait…..]
[Trait…..]

Rewards from this war flooded my vision.

-What, what’s with all of this!

Wrath let out a cry upon seeing the messages.

-Of course I know you’ve done something tremendous, but still, there’s too much! This isn’t even a status window, and I can’t see it all at once!

He shook his head vigorously, insisting it made no sense.

‘….’

Yet Raon simply dismissed the reward messages without reading them.

-Huh? Why are you doing that?

Wrath’s eyes narrowed in confusion.

—Returning power to the True Demon King and all that? What on earth are you thinking?
‘Now that the battle is over, reality is setting in. This isn’t the time to read that message.’

Raon swept his blood-soaked hair back and bit his lip.

—Reality? Ah….

Wrath let out a low groan, as if understanding his words.

‘Now is the time to bear responsibility.’

Raon exhaled a heavy sigh and descended toward the dimension’s exit where everyone was waiting.

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“Hmm….”

Karun lowered the sword he had been gripping with difficulty.

‘I’m not sure what I just witnessed.’

He had thought everything was over with the appearance of the Demon Lord, but suddenly two more Demon Lords emerged and clashed with the golden Demon Lord.

During the fierce battle, the golden Demon Lord gained the upper hand and attacked Raon, but he suddenly unleashed an aura that overwhelmed all three Demon Lords, ending the fight itself.

Even seeing it with his own eyes, it was hard to believe, and his heart still raced as though it might burst from his chest.

“Is it finally over?”

Burren approached from behind, swallowing hard.

“Why are you still here?”

Karun furrowed his brow, questioning why Burren remained when he had ordered a retreat.

“Our Lord is right there—how could we possibly flee? We should die together if we must!”

Martha shook her head with absolute conviction.

“Yes. One body….”

Lunan Slion raised his fingers as if to say that everyone in Gwangpung Hall was one.

“…I see.”

Normally I would have objected, but witnessing the fierce resolve in Burren Zigheart’s, Martha’s, and Lunan Slion’s eyes as they thought of their Lord—no, their family—I held my tongue. There was nothing left to say, for I had already resolved everything.

A long exhale escaped me.

I descended to the ground, my eyes hollow and distant.
I surveyed the fallen and the Demons as I walked toward the exit of this dimension.

“You’ve endured much.”

Burren Zigheart simply bowed his head, acknowledging the hardship.

“What was that at the end? It felt like we were seeing the Head of House himself!”

Martha raised her hands in astonishment at that overwhelming aura.

“Absolutely incredible today.”

Lunan Slion simply gave a thumbs up, his words full of admiration.

“You all did well.”

Even as I received their praise, I offered a weary smile.

“Is something wrong?”

Martha shook her head as she observed my heavy expression.

“Because it’s not truly over yet.”

Raon lowered his gaze as he looked beyond the dimension.

“It’s not over?”
“Another one is coming?”

Burren Zigheart and Martha trembled, their lips quivering in surprise.

“Hmm….”
“….”

Only Karun closed his mouth as if he had read Raon’s thoughts, and Lunan Slion lowered his eyes.

“No, it’s time to face reality.”

Raon lowered his head, gazing at his blood-soaked right hand.

“I must think of those who died in this war, and also….”

As I tried to speak the name of the child I held in my mind, my lips trembled without my knowing.

“Because of Lencia.”

A child born with a leash held by the Black Tower, yet who did not fall into darkness and helped those more troubled than herself. The child who contributed most greatly to toppling that colossal Black Tower and its Master. And even as she died, she thought of her younger siblings before herself.

I had vowed to care for her future life, wishing for her happiness, but the child who departed without my fulfilling that promise now haunted me, tearing at my heart.

“Hmm….”
“Lencia. Yes. That child existed.”
“….”

Burren Zigheart, Martha, and Lunan Slion also lowered their gazes as Lencia came to mind, biting their lips.

-….

Wrath too fell silent, having nothing to say on that matter.

Lencia’s injuries could not be healed unless by someone versed in both holy power and the art of medicine.

Had she grasped even a fragment of aura, she might have endured somehow, but in a state weaker than ordinary children, there was no choice but to accept Lencia’s death.

‘Lencia. Thank you.’

Without you, there would have been no victory today.

I thanked Lencia and stepped out of the Black Tower Dimension. The moment I emerged, the Fountain Square where I had sat with Lencia came into view.

At that very spot, I had told her that only happiness awaited her from now on, and I had promised to look after her siblings as she faded away—the memory made my stomach churn with nausea.

‘I wanted no one else to die.’

Even in victory, it doesn’t feel like winning.

As I bit my lip and lowered my head, a voice rang out from behind the fountain.

“Raon!”

The voice of the person I most wanted to hear at this moment echoed from behind the Fountain Square.

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