The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 962

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Chapter 962

“Hmm….”

Glen Zigheart lowered his trembling hand and gazed at Raon once more.

‘I thought he wouldn’t change much.’

He had far exceeded that expectation.

The Chamber of Self had existed since the beginning of Zigheart’s history, so countless swordsmen had entered it over the ages.

Yet not all who entered the Chamber of Self emerged physically stronger.

As Karun had explained to the children, many swordsmen who had never been blocked by the Wall for a long time would enter the Chamber of Self and emerge without any change whatsoever.

Because of this, a temporary regulation had been established allowing only Grand Masters or swordsmen standing before the Wall of Transcendence to enter the Chamber of Self.

‘Of course, that boy was different.’

Even for Raon, it was nearly impossible to touch the Wall of Transcendence, so I allowed him to enter the Chamber of Self according to his will. I never expected such a result.

‘I can tell just by looking.’

Glen Zigheart exhaled softly, sensing the serene light in Raon’s eyes and the deeply settled aura.

‘The quantity and density of his aura have surged dramatically, and the quality of his muscles has transformed. And….’

It seems he has reached a new level of swordsmanship.

I could tell just from watching how he stood and spoke. This boy has achieved tremendous growth not only in aura and physique, but also in martial technique.

‘What happened inside the Chamber of Self?’

Swordsmen who enter the Chamber of Self break through the Wall and advance to the next realm, achieving overall growth.

However, Raon had not shattered the Wall of Transcendence, yet he returned having grown in body, aura, and swordsmanship alike.
Even after examining all of Zigheart’s history, it was nearly a unique case.

‘He didn’t break the wall, yet he’s grown to the level of one who did….’

You never cease to astonish me.

Before entering the Chamber of Self, Raon had been on equal footing with Karun, and likely possessed combat power comparable to the leaders of the Divine Continent Five Regions, excluding Heekyuk Je.

But the Raon standing before me now seemed to exist on an entirely different tier.

‘Not quite reaching the Five Emperors Five Demons, but it wouldn’t be strange to say he’s just below them.’

The Divine Continent Five Regions rank second only to the Five Emperors Five Demons, yet in reality, a vast power gap exists between the leaders of these two factions. The Divine Continent Five Regions had united from the beginning solely to survive among the Five Emperors Five Demons.

‘He’s my grandson, yet the only word that comes to mind is monster.’

By merely entering the Chamber of Self, Raon had crossed more than half of that vast sea.

‘Still insufficient, but with a bit more experience and accumulated power, he could reach it.’

Raon’s current power was not yet enough to face the leaders of the Five Emperors Five Demons.

Yet it seemed he would reach that position in no distant time.

‘Hmm….’

Glen narrowed his eyes to mere slits as he watched Raon conversing with Burren, Martha, and Lunan.

‘The more I look at that boy, the stranger I feel. My heart aches, as if….’

She couldn’t feel it exactly herself, but it seemed that not only Raon’s power had changed, but something within his soul as well.
A detachment from life and death like that of a monk. An otherworldly current he himself had yet to attain seemed to swirl around Raon.

It was an eerie sensation no human should possess, yet he detected no malice within it. It was clearly an ability that benefited Raon.

“Ahem!”

After thoroughly assessing his grandson’s condition for the first time in ages, Glen released a heavy cough.

“We’ll talk about it later.”

The moment I heard Glen’s subtle cough, I left Burren, Martha, and Lunan to their conversation and walked toward the platform.

“I greet the Head of House.”

I knelt and bowed deeply, reporting that I had completed my journey safely and returned.

“It seems you’ve gained much from this.”

Glen nodded, making no effort to conceal the surprise and pride gleaming in his eyes.

“It appears to be far more than merely ‘much’….”

Karun shook his head, releasing a breath of disbelief.

“Even if you’d told me you’d trained for over a decade and just returned, I would have believed it.”

He laughed softly, unable to comprehend. It wasn’t jealousy or suspicion—rather, he seemed struggling to accept such a tremendous transformation.

“By passing the various trials the Chamber of Self prepared, I found myself growing without even realizing it.”

I smiled faintly, recalling the trials I’d faced on the Sand Mountain.

“Various trials?”
“There was more than one?”

Glen and Karun widened their eyes in surprise.

“Yes. At first, I climbed the scorching Sand Mountain without aura to build my stamina, mental fortitude, and physical body. Then I underwent trials in swordsmanship and actual combat, and finally, trials to cultivate my aura.”

I explained each of the trials I’d faced in the Chamber of Self one by one. Of course, I omitted everything concerning Wrath.

“…What kind of trial was the swordsmanship test?”

Karun stepped closer, curious about the details of the trials.

“I sparred against a golden-haired, red-eyed swordmaster who had mastered ten thousand techniques. The method was….”

I didn’t mention the First Patriarch, only describing the nature of the trial he had prepared for me.

“So that’s why I can feel such sword energy now—from undergoing such a duel.”

Karun’s fingers trembled against the sword blade as he spoke in amazement.

“Golden hair and crimson eyes…?”

Glen Zigheart leaned forward, his interest shifting from the training method itself to the First Patriarch who had conducted it.

“Do you remember that swordsman’s blade?”
“Yes. It had a silver blade with gold leaf drawn across it in the shape of flames. As for the sword’s form…”

I raised my fingers and described the First Patriarch’s sword as I had seen it in the Chamber of Self.

“So it was connected after all…”

Glen Zigheart nodded heavily, as though his doubts had finally been resolved. His lips quivered, and a flush crept across his cheeks.

“Head of House?”

Karun sensed the shift in Glen’s emotions and blinked blankly.

“Ah, it seems I’ve done nothing but ask questions. Yes, you must be exhausted from spending so much time here. Why don’t you return for today?”

Glen Zigheart waved his hand, indicating we could discuss this further another time.

“Understood.”

I bowed my head to Glen Zigheart and pressed my lips together thinly.

‘As expected, the Head of House seems to possess knowledge about the First Patriarch.’

Glen Zigheart, befitting his position as the current Head of House of Zigheart, appeared to have information regarding the First Patriarch.

-Now that we’re done with pleasantries, let’s hurry back! I’m so hungry I feel like I’m dying!

Wrath tapped my head, urging me to return to the Annex Building and eat home-cooked food.

‘Wait, I still have something to say.’

I turned my gaze toward Karun, who stood to my left.

“You remember the promise I made before entering the Chamber of Self, don’t you?”
“Of course.”

Karun nodded, his surprised expression settling into composure.

“When would you like to do it? I’m fine with tomorrow.”

I said I wanted to test the achievements I’d gained from the Chamber of Self, channeling strength into my fingertips.

“It’s fine now, but fatigue will catch up with us soon. Let’s both recover and meet for a match next weekend.”

Karun agreed to conduct the sparring match in full condition next week, gesturing with his hand.

“Understood.”

I acknowledged and turned my attention back to Glen.

“Then I’ll take my leave.”

I bowed to Glen, then departed the Patriarch’s Hall with Burren, Martha, and Lunan.

“….”
“….”

Glen and Karun stood silently, watching the door of the Audience Chamber through which I had exited.

“…He’s changed quite a bit.”

Karun clenched his fists, biting his lip.

‘To a degree I cannot overcome.’

My transcendent senses told me the truth—the Raon before entering the Chamber of Self and the Raon now were entirely different beings.

A sparring match held too many variables; only direct combat would reveal the outcome. But it was certain that the current Raon had surpassed my own realm.

“Yes. It’s exactly as you felt.”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly, his lips twitching more strongly as he seemed delighted by Raon’s growth.

“But who is this golden-haired man with red eyes who appeared in Raon’s trial? Could he be from our family….”

Karun opened his lips, recalling Glen Zigheart’s expression that had been filled with astonishment.

“He is the First Patriarch.”

Glen Zigheart nodded slowly.

“The F-First Patriarch….”

Karun clenched his teeth deeply, and thick sinews bulged across his cheeks.

“Now that I think about it….”

Glen Zigheart exhaled a short breath while gazing up at the ceiling of the Audience Chamber.

“Raon’s aura cultivation method is the Manhwa Palace left behind by the First Patriarch. For a thousand years, it rejected everyone’s touch—yet it chose Raon of its own accord.”

He lowered his gaze, recalling the moment when the Manhwa Palace descended and was grasped in Raon’s hand. Since Karun’s inferiority complex had completely vanished, he now wished to share this long-buried story.

“I see. So that’s why….”

Karun nodded heavily, as if he finally understood Raon’s growth and strength. He seemed disappointed, resentful, and yet pleased all at once.

“Raon has indeed ascended to an even greater height. He has surpassed your realm.”

Glen Zigheart brought two fingers together while looking at the spot where Raon had stood.

“However, your path with the sword has not ended here. There is no reason you cannot surpass him again.”
“You need not comfort me. I am well aware that it is difficult to catch up with a monster who grows every single day.”

Karun swallowed hard, as if it was not easy for him.

“My words are not meant to comfort you.”

Glen shook his head firmly.

“The realm of transcendence is mysterious. A fledgling who has only recently become a transcendent can rise to the upper ranks, while a martial artist who lingered in the lowest tiers for decades can suddenly become a supreme powerhouse.”

He explained that the domain of transcendence was a world where common sense held no sway, and traced a small dot in the empty air with his finger. The dot became a line, then a plane, finally taking the sharp form of a blade.

“With who you are now, you will surely be able to do it.”

Glen nodded calmly, as if to affirm his faith in Karun.

“Mm…”

Karun pressed his lips together tightly, visibly moved by Glen’s sincere counsel.

“After I spar with Raon, I shall return to pay my respects.”

He bowed his head as if there would be more to discuss afterward, then departed from the Audience Chamber.

“…”

The moment Karun left the Audience Chamber, Glen trembled violently, his head bowed deeply.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen descended below the platform with a delighted laugh.

“It seems fortune may be piling upon fortune, my lord.”

He nodded, noting that good tidings were arriving one after another.

“How…”

Glen’s voice trembled with indignation.

“How! How could he be so remarkable! To succeed and return once more!”

He let loose a roar he had been holding back, his feet lifting from the ground.

“And to receive the blessing of the First Patriarch himself! Truly, he is my grandson!”

Glen stomped his feet with unbridled affection, his movements thunderous and exuberant.

“Hehehehe….”

Roen attempted to seal the sound and vibrations with a barrier technique, but Glen, overcome with excessive excitement, lost all control of his strength, unleashing a shockwave that threatened to collapse the Patriarch’s Hall itself.

Uuuuuuuu!

The people inside the Patriarch’s Hall shrieked at the bestial roar and fled outside in panic.

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“My apologies. I’m a bit late.”

I bowed my head to Burren, Martha, and Lunan.

“Just how much stronger have you become?”

Burren shrugged his shoulders with curiosity.

“That’s right. Tell us! The Head of House and the Black Tower Master looked absolutely grim!”

Martha jabbed my ribs with her elbow, urging me to speak faster.

“Did you transcend transcendence itself…?”

Lunan blinked rapidly, wondering if I had truly surpassed transcendence.

“I’ve grown stronger, certainly, but not to that degree.”

I waved both hands to dispel the misunderstanding.

“Then… could you possibly be at the level of the Five Emperors Five Demons…?”

Martha approached with hopeful eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Unfortunately, I couldn’t reach it.”

I shook my head firmly.

“I still can’t win alone.”

I had achieved tremendous growth and managed to block Wrath’s full power, but that was only possible because he had launched the same attack a hundred times. If he attacked differently, I would have no way to stop him.

‘But that time wasn’t meaningless.’

I had gained more than just martial strength.

Any living being naturally experiences fear and terror when facing death. Even the strongest warrior cannot perform at their true level, yet I had overcome fear and terror through a hundred deaths.
This surreal experience would prove far more valuable than martial power in the wars to come.
This unrealistic experience will be of great help in future wars, beyond just being useless.

“Yeah…”

Martha smacked her lips regretfully. She seemed to still be worried about her mother, who was being held captive by the White Blood Cult Master.

“Ah! We’ve obtained access to the Chamber of Self too.”

Burren waved his hand at Glen, mentioning that he had obtained access to the Chamber of Self, as if trying to lighten the darkened atmosphere.

“It’s not thanks to me—it’s thanks to you all.”
“It’s not because of me, it’s because of you all.”

Raon shook his head. If it weren’t for Burren, Martha, and Lunan, he wouldn’t have been able to fight the Black Tower Master with peace of mind. The three of them were more than qualified to enter the Chamber of Self.

“Is there a bed in the Chamber of Self? Is it soft and comfortable?”

Lunan Slion seemed most curious about why there was a bed in the Chamber of Self. It was a question typical of him.

“There’s no way to know. Everyone who goes in ends up in a different place.”

Raon shook his head, saying that he could only know by going in and checking it himself.

“Really?”
“Really?”

Lunan seemed delighted by that alone and waved his hand slightly.

“Yeah.”

I watched Lunan’s joy with an expressionless face and clicked my tongue softly.

‘There’s a bed, but it might become hell.’

Lunan’s Chamber of Self would be comfortable, but it seemed like it would be a mentally grueling place. Martha and Burren would likely experience something similar.

“Ah, there’s one more important matter.”

Burren raised his hand.

-You talkative bastard! Why are you running your mouth so much today!

Wrath tapped my shoulder, insisting we just ignore him and leave.

“What is it?”

I pushed Wrath aside and nodded to Burren.

“The system for Gale Wind Hall still hasn’t been decided. Since you’ve been gone, everyone’s been at a loss even though the break is over.”

Burren rotated his fingers, saying they needed to establish the system first.

“Don’t worry about that. I thought it through in the Chamber of Self. The system is one thing, but the training is going to be truly spectacular.”

At my sinister laugh, Burren, Martha, and Lunan’s faces turned deathly pale.

“Training that’s happy, fun, and makes you stronger. Everyone will love it.”

Hearing my eerie voice, Burren, Martha, and Lunan slowly began to back away. A pressure that felt like their souls were being crushed. It was similar to my usual aura, but something was different.

“Uh, uh…”
“Damn it! This bastard’s about to start again!”
“I’m out…”

Burren, Martha, and Lunan screamed and fled.

“Why are they acting like that?”

I tilted my head, watching the three of them from behind.

-Look at your own expression. You were absolutely insane.

Wrath shook his head, saying I was a celestial being incarnate.

‘Don’t curse.’

I chuckled softly and turned my steps toward the Annex Building.

‘My body feels so light?’

Though I hadn’t yet received the reward stat points, both my physique and aura had grown so much that my body felt as light as a feather.

‘Should I test it?’

Normally I walked slowly, but now I wanted to test my newfound strength, so I pushed off the ground and activated Transcendent Step.

Whoooooosh!

With just one movement of my feet, my vision narrowed and darkened. The speed of the Transcendent Step infused with extreme pleasure seemed to have become the foundation of my basic Transcendent Step.

“Heh…”

I arrived at the front of the Annex Building far faster than anticipated and let out a hollow laugh.

‘I never thought I’d change this much.’

The growth of my physique and aura, combined with the achievements of Transcendent Step that I’d trained in the sea, created a speed that even surprised me.

‘I might actually be stronger than I thought.’

It felt like addition upon addition had become multiplication. It seemed I had grown far more than I’d anticipated.

-I don’t care how strong you are. What matters is what’s for dinner!

Wrath nodded eagerly, urging me to go inside and decide on the evening menu.

‘Is there anything you’d like to eat?’
-Why ask?! I want to eat spicy pasta first to forget the dryness of Nadin bread! Then I’ll coat my tongue with the sweet and savory sweetness of pineapple pizza, followed by the concentrated umami of well-grilled beef….

Wrath spoke endlessly as if Edgar’s soul had possessed him.

‘Sure. Sure.’

I let Wrath’s words go in one ear and out the other as I entered the Annex Building.

The moment I stepped into the Annex Building, laughter and bustle descended upon the quiet afternoon sanctuary.
Soon after, the smoke rising from the chimney reflected like a mirror how happy this place had become, warm and gentle.

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“I’m home!”

Martha entered the mansion of the Hyeonmu Hall and offered her customary greeting of return.

“Welcome back.”

Denier, standing before the entrance, nodded with a subtle smile.

“Oh? You’ve returned?”
“The mission finished quite quickly.”

Denier brushed dust from his collar, mentioning he had just arrived back.

“Did you come back after training at the Training Ground?”
“No. I came from the Patriarch’s Hall.”
“The Patriarch’s Hall?”
“Yes. Raon hadn’t come out, so I went to ask when he’d return, and he came out right then.”

Martha laughed, saying she had seen Raon and Glen.

“Yes. How was the Room of Self Master?”
“From what I could see, she remained unchanged, but both the Head of House and the Central Intelligence Agency Master seemed surprised.”

She spoke of the conversation between Karun and Glen, letting out a hollow laugh.

“Normally, the Chamber of Self requires one to stand before the Wall of Transcendence to gain something great, but it seems that fellow achieved remarkable growth just by entering.”

Martha waved her hand, calling him an enviable fellow.

“….”

Denier gazed quietly at Martha as she chattered away, his expression frozen in a doll-like smile.

“If the Head of House spoke so highly of him, it seems he truly achieved considerable growth.”

He spoke of how remarkable it was, his laughter as perfectly drawn as a painting.

“Indeed. Oh! I also obtained access rights to the Chamber of Self.”

Martha lifted her hand with a smile.

“Of course, not now—he said I could enter once I stand before the Wall of Transcendence, but….”

She gently bit her lip, sensing it would take far too long.

“You’re thinking of your mother.”

Denier nodded as if he could read Martha’s every thought.

“I’m sorry. I keep thinking of her….”

Martha nodded apologetically. The rims of her eyes had grown slightly red—a sight she showed only to Denier.

“What have you to apologize for?”

Denier shook his head slowly.

“The Wall of Transcendence. It will certainly take time. However, there may be a way to shorten it somewhat….”

He extended his hand with a warm smile drawn across his face.

“Will you give it a try?”

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