The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 946

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Chapter 946

“The Chamber of Self, then….”

Glen Zigheart’s eyes narrowed as he regarded me.

“I don’t recognize it, but since no one has entered after Karun, you should be able to access it now.”

He nodded, saying that enough time had passed for the Chamber of Self to recover its power.

“But why so suddenly?”
“Through this war, I’ve come to realize how much I still lack.”

I exhaled softly, gazing at the surface of the lake where moonlight wavered.

“My current strength is comparable to the upper echelon of the Divine Continent Five Regions like Heekyuk Je or Guisalchang. Considering my age, it’s almost absurd by my own standards….”

I looked up at the moon reflected clearly in the water, my lips tightening.

“The enemies that Gale Wind Hall and I must face in the future are beyond that level. The White Blood Sect, Eden, Derus Robert. None of them are easy opponents.”

The White Blood Cult Master, Tacheon, the Heavenly Demon, and Derus Robert along with the Celestials—the enemies I must face possessed power so immense that I could not reach them without the aid of other transcendents.

To inflict even a single additional wound upon them, I could not be satisfied with my current strength. I had to advance further.

-The Chamber of Self?

Wrath’s eyes rolled as his lips trembled.

-So that’s why you told me to adapt to that damned power! You bastard!

He ground his teeth as if only now understanding my intention.

-You flea-bitten wretch! Since coming home, you’ve eaten a proper meal only once! Why are you so eager to starve yourself!

Wrath shook his head, telling me to stop tormenting him.

‘I’m not starving. I’m just eating plain bread.’
-That’s even worse!
‘Fine. I need to eat.’

I pushed back Wrath as he rushed at me and shook my head.

“There’s no problem with allowing you into the Chamber of Self. However….”

Glen Zigheart’s brow furrowed slightly with concern.

“Are you truly certain about this?”
“Yes…?”

I tilted my head, not understanding Glen Zigheart’s words.

“What do you mean by that?”

I had already received permission to enter the Chamber of Self long ago. I couldn’t fathom what he meant by asking if I was truly certain.

“The Chamber of Self is where swordsmen enter to break through the walls blocking their path. Many warriors have spent years or even decades shattering the barriers before them and advancing to the next stage.”

Glen Zigheart raised his finger and drew a small door in the empty air.

“On the other hand, swordsmen who haven’t encountered a wall gained nothing special from the Chamber of Self and returned empty-handed. You know this better than anyone, but right now, there is no wall standing before you.”

His eyes narrowed as if he understood both my realm and my current state.

“The Chamber of Self can only be entered once per person. I’m asking whether you’re truly ready to enter it now.”
“Hmm….”

I stroked my chin and exhaled slowly.

‘So that’s the reason.’

I had never known that the Chamber of Self held little benefit for swordsmen not blocked by a wall. Now I understood why Glen Zigheart had said such a thing.

“I originally intended to bring you into the Chamber of Self and elevate you to transcendence. However….”

Glen Zigheart slowly turned his gaze.

“You understand sorrow, and you ascended to transcendence through your own strength. In a sense, you created this opportunity yourself, so there may be no great loss in entering now.”

He nodded, his eyes reflecting profound sadness as he gazed at me.

“Hmm….”

I gestured toward Wrath with my chin.

‘What do you think?’
-Absolutely do not enter! I never want to eat that rubber bread again!

Wrath frowned, still complaining that his tongue tasted like rubber.

-However, I have seen many who possessed such opportunities but hoarded them until death. They waste away waiting. Better to consume fine sustenance before it spoils.

He smacked his lips at the thought of delicious food eaten before it could go bad.

‘I appreciate the sincere advice.’

Raon let out a faint laugh as he watched Wrath puff out his cheeks.

“That’s similar to what I was thinking.”

The reason he spared the opportunity to enter the Chamber of Self was to overcome the Wall of Transcendence.

There’s no guarantee I’ll surpass the realm beyond transcendence before I die, so it’s better not to hold back and use it now to become even a little stronger.

“The Chamber of Self was created by the First Patriarch, wasn’t it?”

Raon looked at Glen Zigheart with his hand resting on the sheath of the Heavenly Sword.

“Okay.”

Glen slowly nodded his head.

“I’ve heard that the Chamber of Self came into existence even before the first building of Zigheart was erected. I haven’t seen it myself, so I’m not sure if it’s true.”

He pointed down, saying that the Chamber of Self was one of the oldest places in Zigheart.

“Then I shall enter.”

I announced my decision and brought my hands together.

‘If it’s a place created by the First Patriarch, there might be other arrangements.’

The First Patriarch had scattered seeds for the future across various locations. If Glen was right, I might obtain the First Patriarch’s arrangements within the Chamber of Self.

“Then I should make preparations.”

Glen nodded his chin as if accepting my request.

“Well then, now….”
“Just a moment, Grandfather.”

I called Glen grandfather and stopped him as he was about to leave.

“If you don’t mind, could you show me a demonstration of the Spear Heaven Thunder?”

Before entering the Chamber of Self, I wanted to see firsthand the Spear Heaven Thunder that Glen had newly woven.

“Ahem!”

Glen cleared his throat and turned his shoulders slightly.

“Since you said Grandfather wove together the Spear Heaven Sword and Thunder Ball technique, I’m so curious I won’t be able to sleep. I really want to see it with Grandfather’s own blade.”
“Then there’s no helping it! Very well! Follow me!”

His ears flushed red with delight as he leaped over the Lake and headed toward the foot of Bekmang Mountain.

“Thank you.”

I smiled and followed Glen over the Lake.

-So you’ve figured out how to handle this stubborn old geezer….

Wrath furrowed his brow watching my light footsteps.

-You’re too slow! You tactless bastard!

He snorted, saying that fellow should have been three years faster.

‘Three years ago? That’s when the Head of House hated me.’

Raon tilted his head in confusion.

-Forget it. Don’t say another word….

Wrath waved his hand dismissively, as if the matter wasn’t worth discussing.

-How can you be so oblivious about only those things? Are you really not human…?

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Boom, boom, boom!

The crimson lightning that ascended into the sky from Raon’s sword technique descended as a scarlet bolt. That magnificent luminescence, brighter than the rising sun itself, carved across the Battlefield.

Kwaaaang!

A blinding flash erupted, and a charred crater was gouged into the earth. The depth of the hole was so immense that it seemed beyond human capability to measure.

Crackle, crackle.

Raon lowered the Heavenly Sword, still crackling with lightning, and let out a hollow laugh.

“It’s certainly different.”

Glen had said that the Spear Sky Heavenly Thunder was created by blending the techniques of Spear Sky Sword and Heavenly Thunder Strike, but using it directly felt distinctly different from both.

‘Should I say it combines only the strengths of both sword techniques?’

A sword path that embodied both the grandeur of Spear Sky Sword and the sharp offensive power of Heavenly Thunder Strike. The Spear Sky Heavenly Thunder seemed to be a supreme martial art that only those who had reached the highest peaks of transcendence could create.

‘Of course, the drawback is that it’s slow to activate.’

Each had different strengths and weaknesses, so it seemed I could apply all three sword techniques in different situations.

‘I should be able to raise the proficiency of the Crescent Blade, Spear Sword, Longsword, and Thunder Sword as well.’

Thanks to the Heavenly Spear Thunder technique, I could fill in the gaps in my sword mastery. It was a martial art with many practical applications.

“Hmm….”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly as he observed the crater I had created.

“Even with my energy blocking it, to produce this much power… you certainly learn fast.”

He clicked his tongue softly, seeming to feel both satisfaction and regret simultaneously.

“Your initial form still needs work, but you should be able to train on your own from here.”

Glen Zigheart sheathed the Heavenly Sword, as if there was nothing more to teach.

“It’s all thanks to your excellent instruction, Grandfather.”

I smiled faintly, crediting Glen Zigheart for my progress.

“Ahem! It’s nothing special.”

Glen Zigheart waved his hand dismissively. His face had turned as red as an autumn apple, clearly showing he was pleased.

“So when do you wish to enter the Chamber of Self?”

He tilted his chin, indicating he would make preparations whenever I was ready.

“I would like to enter immediately.”

I nodded while brushing the lingering lightning from the Heavenly Sword.

-The True Demon King does not wish to enter immediately!

Wrath shook his head vigorously, insisting there were still many things left to eat.

-I heard before that the spatial-temporal axis is different there! If you enter without preparation, both the True Demon King and you will suffer!

He shouted at me to think carefully, saying that he would find it difficult to endure.

‘I’m all prepared.’

I pushed aside Wrath, who was grinding his teeth, and waited for Glen’s response.

“Not so fast….”

Glen stroked his chin and shook his head slowly.

“I understand your eagerness, but the Chamber of Self is a completely different place from the Cultivation Chamber you’re imagining. Time and space work differently there, so it would be wise to prepare thoroughly before you depart.”

He shook his head, cautioning me not to move too hastily.

“You still have accumulated fatigue from the battle, so enter after a week has passed.”
“I shall follow Grandfather’s words.”

I bowed my head immediately without the slightest objection.

-Huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief.

-I said the exact same thing! You ignored me, but you listen to this old geezer?

He raised his fist, claiming this was discriminatory treatment.

“Thank you for understanding. Then I’ll see you in a week.”

Glen left the Training Courtyard beneath Bekmang Mountain, telling me to come to the Main Mansion.

-Hey! Don’t ignore me!

Wrath struck my shoulder with his plump fists as if demanding my attention.

-I’m a king in the Demon Realm too! I outrank that old geezer!

He continued throwing punches, demanding that I treat him with the respect befitting a Demon Lord.

‘I understand, so stop being angry.’
-How can the True Demon King not be angry! Being treated unfairly right before my eyes….
‘Since I have a week of time, I can just eat everything you want to eat.’
-Then that settles it!

Wrath nodded as if he had never been angry in the first place.

‘…Remarkable.’

I had planned to eat Wrath’s favorite foods anyway, but I never expected his anger to dissipate so quickly. Truly, what a remarkable Demon Lord he was.

I patted Wrath’s head affectionately as his mood brightened again, then returned to the Annex Building.

The sun had long since risen, so smoke billowed from the chimneys, and delicious aromas wafted from the Kitchen.

-Perfect timing! We can eat breakfast and then head straight to the Pearl Ice Cream Shop!

Wrath’s mood brightened at the scent of food, and he let out a pleased laugh.

‘That doesn’t sound bad at all.’

I nodded and opened the door to the Annex Building.

Olga, whose face still glistened with water as if she had just washed, stopped in her tracks upon seeing me.

‘Now that she’s awake, I can feel it even more clearly.’

She had become an entirely different person.

The original Olga had her skin melting away due to holy power, bearing black lines across her entire body as if she were tattooed.

But having undergone a complete transformation, she now possessed pristine, milky skin like a newborn child.

It was as if a wretched villainess had been reborn as a radiant Saint, emanating warmth and light.

“Now you truly look like a Saint. It suits you well.”
“Mm….”

Olga’s eyes fluttered as if her mind had gone blank, and she took a step backward.

“You’ve been training again! You really can’t sit still for even a moment!”

Sylvia emerged from behind Olga and shook her head as if exasperated. She glanced sideways at Olga, her eyes conveying a silent command—as if urging her to do something.

“Ah!”

Olga seemed to snap to attention, straightening her posture before bowing her head to me.

“Thank you. Honestly, I didn’t trust you at first, but I never imagined you’d change me this much. I’m truly grateful.”

She repeated her thanks twice, bending deeper at the waist.

“For free?”

I glanced at the crown of Sylvia’s head and raised my chin slightly.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

Olga’s lips trembled in confusion.

“Healing you consumed quite a lot. Two of the highest-grade spiritual elixirs went into it, for starters.”
“But… the Head of House gave those to you, didn’t he…?”
“Not just given. I had to convince him—my negotiation skills earned them.”

I shook my head firmly, insisting that nothing had come for free.

“I’ve depleted all my aura and still haven’t recovered. I poured out every ounce of mental energy, and the headaches are still severe. It feels like I fought another war against the Black Tower.”
“Hmm…”

With each word I spoke, Olga seemed to shrink further, her shoulders narrowing to the width of a palm. She gazed at Sylvia with trembling eyes.

“Hmph.”

Sylvia’s jaw quivered slightly, as if she hadn’t expected me to say such things. She quickly turned away, avoiding Olga’s gaze.

“Then… what am I supposed to do…?”

Olga released a deep sigh, realizing that no matter what she did, she could never repay the debt.

“What should I have you do? Let’s start with dancing and singing. I enjoy music, after all. Whenever I grow bored, you’ll play an instrument and sing for me. Oh, and what about cooking? If you can’t, learn. There will be plenty of things for you to make later.”

Raon chuckled as he listed off things Olga would absolutely never do.

“Ugh….”

Olga drew in a sharp breath as she envisioned the hellish future stretching before her.

“Yeah! That’s it! Keep going! I’ll do all of it—singing, dancing, everything! You bastard!”

She stamped her feet as she declared she would do whatever was asked of her. Her true nature seemed to have resurfaced.

“There we go.”

Raon let out a soft laugh and tapped Olga’s head with his finger.

“I found it boring when you were quiet. A woman who spews curses and insults as naturally as breathing—let’s keep things as they were.”

He lowered his hand as he spoke.

“That’s all?”
“That’s all.”

From the beginning, I had never intended to ask anything of Olga in return. I simply wished for her, who had devoted her life to others, to live a little more happily.

Besides, whether I asked or not, Olga would always step forward when Zigheart—no, the Continent itself faced danger. There was no need to make other requests.

“If you understand, let’s eat.”

Raon left those words behind and entered the Dining Hall.

“I told you! Our son doesn’t ask for compensation for things like this.”

Sylvia laughed cheerfully and placed a hand on Olga’s shoulder.

“You didn’t seem to believe me earlier.”

Olga’s eyes narrowed sharply as she looked at Sylvia.

“W-what are you talking about!”

Sylvia jumped up like a child caught stealing.

“You were avoiding my gaze.”
“No, I wasn’t. You’re just imagining things.”
“But….”
“Huh? Helen? Will you help me too?”

She rushed toward the Dining Hall, searching for Helen whom she hadn’t even called.

“Sigh….”

Olga walked toward the Dining Hall where Sylvia and I had entered, a clear smile spreading across her face.

“They’re alike, even in their stubbornness.”

Enviously so.

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I stood before the Entrance Hall after finishing breakfast.

-Depart at once! We must eat Pearl Ice Cream before this delightful fullness fades away!

Wrath patted my back, insisting that the beginning of the day had to be perfect.

‘I understand, so stop pestering me.’

I pushed away the clinging Wrath and turned to look behind me.

“Sister.”

I gestured to Sia, who was wearing a white hat.

“Let’s go if you’re ready.”

I decided to head to the Pearl Ice Cream Shop with Sia to keep my promise to play with her.

“Okay!”

Sia nodded brightly, her face radiant at the prospect of going out with her older brother.

“Let’s go!”

Sia pressed her hat down with her hand and stayed close to my side.

“You look lovely today.”

I gently stroked Sia’s hair before we emerged into the Garden of the Annex Building.

As I was about to head toward the Bustling District, I noticed two figures approaching from the direction of the Main Mansion.

The man approaching from the right was Karun, the Central Intelligence Agency Master, and the man from the left was Valdemar, the Jinmu Hall Master.

‘Why are those two coming together?’

Though I found it strange, I approached Karun and Valdemar and bowed.

“I greet you, Masters.”
“Hello!”

Sia also bowed to the two men, following my lead.

“Don’t bother with formalities! What’s all this between us!”

Valdemar shook his head emphatically, saying there was no need for such courtesy between family.

“I apologize for the early hour.”

Karun waved his hand apologetically even as he acknowledged my greeting.

“Not at all. But what brings you here?”

I tilted my head as I watched Karun and Valdemar, curious about their intentions since there was no reason for them to be here.

“Hmm….”
“Ahem!”

Karun and Valdemar remained silent, seemingly gauging each other’s reactions.

“Raon! Let’s go!”

Seeing that Karun and Valdemar weren’t speaking, Sia assumed they had nothing to do with us and grabbed my sleeve.

-Your sister is right! They seem to have nothing to say, so ignore them!

Wrath added force to Sia’s pull, urging me to leave them behind.

“Wait a moment, sister. It seems like they have something to say.”

I gently pushed Wrath and Sia aside and looked at Karun and Valdemar.

“Then! You can just come with us!”

Sia wiggled her finger as she spoke about eating Pearl Ice Cream.

“Hmm, would that work?”

I smacked my lips briefly and looked at Karun and Valdemar.

“We’re heading to get Pearl Ice Cream….”

I extended my hand slightly toward the awkward Karun and Valdemar.

“Would you like to join us?”

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