The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 974

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Chapter 974

The first master of the Five Emperors to enter the Conference Hall was Xanthos.

He ascended the platform with unhurried steps and gazed down at those seated around the Round Table.

“I am Xanthos, King of Valcar.”

Xanthos bowed first to the leaders of the Neutral Factions, welcoming them to Valcar.

“Before we begin the conference, I wished to express my gratitude for making the journey here.”

He drew a gentle smile, speaking with genuine appreciation.

“Not at all! We are the grateful ones!”
“Indeed. When else would we ever have the chance to set foot in Valcar’s grand Conference Hall?”
“We are honored simply to have been summoned!”

The leaders of the factions that had long followed the Five Emperors bowed deeply, expressing their gratitude for being invited to this grand gathering.

“Hmm….”
“Well, we came because we were called….”
“But not enough to warrant such thanks….”
“I’m curious what he has to say, though.”

In contrast, the leaders of the Neutral Factions who had yet to declare their allegiance shifted their uncertain gazes nervously about the room.

“That alone is….”
“Your Majesty!”

As Xanthos nodded, a middle-aged man with a crimson hawk emblazoned on his chest suddenly rose to his feet. He clenched his teeth, his hands gripping the darkly bruised skin beneath his eyes.

“Ah, Head of House Siran. It has been a while.”

Xanthos raised his hand in a welcoming gesture.

“Your Majesty, I’m not sure if you’re aware, but there is a group in the Royal Capital using force to cause trouble! They’ve set traps and are targeting us….”

Just as Siran was grinding his teeth and about to explain what had transpired,

“Your Majesty. Have you arrived already?”

Raon re-entered the Conference Hall and bowed to Xanthos.

“As the master of this place, it’s only proper that I greet you first.”

Xanthos nodded as if it were the natural thing to do.

“However….”

I narrowed my eyes as I observed Siran standing before Xanthos.

“What’s the matter? The atmosphere doesn’t seem particularly pleasant.”
“Ah, so Siran has something to tell me. There are apparently ruffians causing trouble with force in the Royal Capital?”

Xanthos furrowed his brow, saying such people should be dealt with immediately.

“The others must be busy, so I shall handle it.”

I smiled faintly as I approached Siran.

“Head of House? Would you explain the situation to me?”

I draped my arm across his shoulder while emanating a subtle killing intent.

-This is just like a thug’s behavior….

Wrath shook his head, noting this was a scene he frequently witnessed in the Back Alley when people were being robbed.

“Ah, no. I merely….”

Siran swallowed hard repeatedly as he gazed into my eyes, which gleamed with an ominous light.

“I-I misspoke, Your Majesty! There were indeed some fellows causing trouble, but the Master of Gwangpung Hall and his subordinates here resolved it all! That’s what I meant to say! Yes!”

His eyes darted left and right as he muttered that he had misspoken.

“Ah, I see. That’s a relief.”

Xanthos nodded with a smile.

“Thank you for handling it so well.”

He patted my shoulder in appreciation for my efforts.

“It’s nothing. It’s simply what needed to be done.”

I shook my head modestly, dismissing the praise.

“However, the Head of House Siran doesn’t appear to be in good condition.”

I narrowed my eyes slightly and pulled the Head of House Siran away from the Round Table.

“Ugh…”

The Head of House Siran tried desperately to hold onto the Round Table, but naturally, he couldn’t resist my strength.

“I’ll escort the Head of House to the Medical Office.”
“Ah, please do that.”

Xanthos nodded approvingly and returned to the platform.

“Wait! Your Majesty! I made a mistake—mmph!”

I pressed my finger against the Head of House Siran’s shoulder, silencing him before he could speak.

“Is anyone else injured?”

I gestured toward the people seated at the Round Table as I led the Head of House Siran toward the exit.

“No, not at all!”
“We’re perfectly fine!”
“Yes! We can continue meetings all day if needed!”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions, who had been giving listless responses to Xanthos moments before, suddenly changed their demeanor and shook their heads vigorously.

“That’s a relief.”

Raon drew a cold smile and left the Conference Hall with only Siran, the Head of House.

Aaaaaahhhhh!

Not long after, a bone-chilling scream echoed from behind the Conference Hall, as if someone’s throat were being torn apart.

“Ugh!”
“H-he didn’t kill them, did he?”
“Surely not….”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions trembled like herbivores who had heard the roar of a predator, their hands shaking.

“Tsk tsk.”
“That’s why you should have picked the right side from the beginning.”
“Or at least had the sense to read the room.”

The leaders of the factions that had originally backed the Five Emperors curled their lips upward in amusement at the sight.

“What?”
“You pathetic rats!”
“If you don’t shut that mouth, I’ll cut your tongue out right now.”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions gnashed their teeth and glared at the Five Emperors’ faction standing on the opposite side.

“If you’re feeling unwell, you’re welcome to speak up anytime. Our Gwangpung Hall will take care of you.”

Xanthos, seated on the right side of the Round Table, gestured with his chin toward the leaders of the Neutral Factions.

“N-not at all!”
“Yes! We’re perfectly fine!”
“We can continue this meeting for over ten hours without any problem!”

The moment Raon’s name was mentioned, the leaders of the Neutral Factions trembled like they had seen a ghost. They seemed ready to agree to anything.

“Hmm? Why is the atmosphere like this?”
“The Conference Hall is always like this.”

As the atmosphere in the Conference Hall grew heavy, Ogram and Chamber entered. The two nodded slightly before ascending the platform.

“Ugh….”
“….”

Larian, unwilling to draw the gaze of others, pulled her robe deep over her head as she made her way to the Jade Throne at the far end and sat. Lecross, determined not to betray his injuries, strode toward the platform with exaggerated confidence.

A low, resonant hum filled the space.

Glen entered the Conference Hall with eyes as cold and piercing as ice. He advanced without hesitation and rested his back against the Jade Throne positioned at the center.

“We pay our respects to the Five Emperors!”

The leaders of the factions loyal to the Five Emperors rose in unison and bowed deeply.

“Hmm….”
“We pay our respects to the Five Emperors.”

The leaders of the factions still maintaining neutrality exchanged glances before offering subtle bows of their own.

“You are not our subordinates, and there is no need for such excessive formality.”

Ogram waved his hand, indicating that a simple greeting would suffice.

“That’s right. You may be at ease.”

Chamber waved her hand as well, disliking the heavy atmosphere.

“Whatever the case, let us proceed quickly….”

Larian clutched at the robe wrapped around her head, simply wishing for this to end.

“We must not rush. What matters is the content of this meeting.”

Lecross traced a circle with his finger, urging focus on the discussion.

“Let us begin now.”

Glen gave a slight, sharp nod, signaling the immediate start of the meeting.

“I’ll close the door,” Roen said.

As Roen reached for the Conference Hall’s door, a blood-stained hand shot out from within.

“My apologies for the delay.”

It was Raon. He wiped the blood-spattered cheek with the back of his hand and let out a dry chuckle.

“Please, begin.”

Raon cleaned his bloodied hand with a white handkerchief as he shut the Conference Hall’s door behind him.

Creeeak.

As the massive door closed with an unsettling groan, the faces of the Neutral Factions’ leaders began to pale.

Boom!

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“…And so, we find ourselves in need of your strength,” Xanthos said.

Xanthos recounted the matters discussed in the first meeting and appealed to the leaders of the major factions seated around the Round Table for their assistance.

“Of course!”
“Leave it to us!”
“We won’t let a single ant escape from our territory!”

The leaders of the factions riding the path of the Five Emperors cried out their assurances, clasping their hands together before them.

“Hmm…”
“W-well, we could…”
“That is to say…”

However, the leaders of the Neutral Factions who had come with the intention of raising their asking price from the start hesitated and did not answer immediately.

“Tsk.”

I clicked my tongue in displeasure and raised a finger still stained with blood that hadn’t fully dried.

“Y-yes!”
“We shall do so, sir.”
“Leave it to us!”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions nodded vigorously, declaring they would participate in the search without expecting any compensation.

“Is that truly so? Thank you so much!”

Xanthos cried out his genuine gratitude and clasped the hands of each Neutral Faction leader in turn.

“I never expected it to resolve so smoothly….”

Lecross let out a hollow laugh of disbelief.

“Right. I thought it would take much longer….”

Larian, too, hadn’t anticipated such swift resolution, and beneath her robes, a long smile played across her lips. She was delighted at the prospect of leaving soon.

“It’s all thanks to Raon.”

Chamber chuckled with a candy in her mouth.

“We have status and age, so it’s difficult for us to act recklessly. But Raon has both power and position, yet he’s still young. People think he can do anything.”

She nodded, acknowledging that things had gone smoothly because of me.

“He’s the blessing of the Five Emperors.”

Ogram let out a hearty laugh, saying the more he saw me, the more affection he felt.

“Cough, cough!”

Glen’s shoulders trembled as he covered his mouth with his hand, having apparently exceeded his emotional threshold upon hearing the other Four Emperors praise me. It seemed that with just a little more provocation, he might trigger an earthquake here like he had in Zigheart.

“That settles it. All the leaders here have agreed to assist us.”

Xanthos nodded as he observed the leaders of the Five Emperors seated upon the Jade Throne.

“…Thank you.”

Glen desperately suppressed his emotions and nodded to those seated at the Round Table.

“Not at all!”
“T-Thank you! Rather, it is our honor!”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions waved their hands as if they had seen Raon’s face in Glen.

“The conference has concluded well, so let us depart.”

Glen rose from the Jade Throne, suggesting they leave first since the others seemed uncomfortable.

“Really?”

Larian kicked back her chair as if she had been waiting and leaped down from the platform.

“Understood.”
“Then shall we have a drink?”

Lecross and Ogram rose to their feet in agreement.

“Please handle the remaining matters well. Your Majesty, and Master of Gwangpung Hall.”

Chamber winked at Xanthos and Raon before being the last to exit the Conference Hall.

“W-Well then, we shall take our leave as well….”
“Staying too long would be discourteous.”
“One moment, please.”

Just as the leaders of the Neutral Factions attempted to follow the Five Emperors out, Raon closed the Conference Hall doors once more.

“Is not trust between people built upon promises? I believe in you all, but should any of you break that trust, punishment becomes necessary.”

Raon drew a cool smile across his lips as he retrieved dozens of contracts from his spatial pouch.

“Simply read them and sign at the bottom. You need not read the penalty clauses too carefully—they exist for those who fail to keep their promises.”

I had prepared contracts in advance, knowing that forcing promises would inevitably lead to those who wouldn’t keep them.

“Ah, you may leave first.”

I smiled faintly and sent away those who had already sided with the Five Emperors.

“Yes. Then we’ll take our leave.”
“Thank you for your efforts.”

Those backed by the Five Emperors waved their hands mockingly at the Neutral Factions’ leaders before departing the Conference Hall.

“Your Majesty should also leave first. I’ll follow after tidying up here.”
“I may be overstepping, but no matter how I look at it, you seem to have been born with the vessel of a king.”

Xanthos sighed wistfully, saying I was the most suited to kingship of anyone he’d ever seen.

-This madman!

Wrath exhaled in utter disbelief.

-Not some gangster kingdom! What kind of king acts like this!

He grabbed Xanthos by the collar, questioning his sanity.

“In any case, I should leave first too.”

Xanthos smacked his lips contentedly and walked out.

“Ugh….”
“Damn it!”
“Why did I even come here….”

The leaders of the Neutral Factions finished signing the contracts with trembling hands.

-This really is a gangster den!

Wrath’s jaw quivered as he watched the people reluctantly sign the contracts.

-Has the Human Realm always been this much of a cesspool!

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I collected the contract drafted by the leaders of the Neutral Factions and left the Conference Hall.

-How did this bastard end up like this? He was ruthless from the start, but he hadn’t lost his humanity back then, had he?

Wrath shook his head, lamenting that he must have taught poorly.

‘It’s not entirely bad.’

I shook my head as I unfolded the contract.

‘I promised them rewards proportional to their performance if they uphold the agreement properly.’

Continuous punishment alone would only make a horse sit down in place rather than move forward. To give the Neutral Factions hope, I had written into the contract a provision for substantial rewards upon discovering any trace of the Four Demons.

-Anyway…

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he looked at me.

-That head of yours sure works brilliantly.

He exhaled, marveling at how well I understood human nature.

‘It’s nothing remarkable.’

I smiled faintly as I headed toward the Royal Palace.

“Ah!”

A black-haired girl walking from the opposite direction let out a cry.

“Raon!”

The black-haired girl rushed over and threw herself into my arms. Tears glistened in her jade-green eyes, threatening to spill over.

“Lencia?”

The girl who had rushed toward me was Lencia, who had played the greatest role in opening the Black Tower Dimension at Montiro.
I hadn’t seen her because she was undergoing intensive training, but it seemed she had finally finished.

“The moment Lencia arrived, she wanted to see you,” Olga said from behind Lencia, shrugging her shoulders. It appeared she had guided Lencia here.

“You should have told me you were coming!”

Lencia sniffled, wondering why I hadn’t mentioned it first.

“I didn’t want to disturb your training.”

I apologized and patted Lencia’s back.

“Have you been well all this time?”

“How have you been?”
Lencia wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and nodded.

“My master took such good care of me. I’ve been doing wonderfully.”

She nodded, saying it had been such a happy time.

“That’s good to hear. So learning magic has been fun…”

I widened my eyes as the word “magic” left my lips.

‘Surely not…’

Had she already formed a circle?

I felt a ring of mana from within Lencia’s heart. It seemed she had already reached the First Circle.

“I became a First Circle mage!”

Lencia puffed out her belly like a frog, boasting that she had achieved the First Circle this time.

Lencia puffed out her chest like a frog, boasting that she had achieved her first circle this time.

“Ha…”

I exhaled softly as I gazed into Lencia’s jade-green eyes.

‘Her growth rate is insane.’

It felt like ages since I’d last seen Lencia, having just returned from the Chamber of Self, but in reality, only a short time had passed in the outside world.

No matter how much Chamber had taught her or how talented she was, I never expected her to reach the First Circle already.

-A true genius.

Wrath smacked his lips, comparing her to a pearl buried in mud finally unearthed.

“I worked really hard!”

Lencia raised her hands above her head.

“I wanted to help you and Master!”

She laughed, saying she wanted to grow stronger quickly so she could fight alongside me.

“I see.”

I smiled gently and stroked Lencia’s hair.

‘To be honest…’

I wished this war would end before you grew any stronger.

Lencia had been shackled by the Black Tower since birth, living a life of suffering.

I didn’t want to drag this child, who had only just discovered happiness, into war and make her suffer again.

If possible, I wanted to end this war before Lencia became stronger, and usher in an era of peace for her.

-Hmm…

Wrath clicked his tongue briefly as he observed me.

A moment ago, he seemed like a Celestial, but now he resembles a Demon. Truly, there’s no way to hate him completely.

I shook my head with that thought.

“Yes. I’m counting on you.”

There was no need to dampen Lencia’s passion, so I nodded in agreement.

“Yes! I’ll quickly ascend to the 2nd Circle….”

It was the moment Lencia nodded and raised two fingers.

BOOM—CRASH!

A colossal pillar of light descended from the heavens, engulfing the heart of the Royal Capital.

WHOOOOOOSH!

Within the radiant, sacred luminescence, a being with white wings unfurled descended with majestic grace.

Golden hair and azure eyes—those sapphire orbs, as if gathering all the nobility of the world, cascaded down like a proclamation of the end times.

As the heavens sang out in anguish and the earth beat the drums of fate, the noble being raised a staff adorned with golden scales.

“A fish and a staff….”

Olga’s eyes widened as she beheld the golden staff held by the golden-haired, blue-eyed being.

“Do you know who that is?”

I turned my gaze toward Olga while cradling Lencia in my arms.

“An Archangel….”

Olga swallowed hard, as if the mere utterance of the word “Archangel” drained her strength.

“Raphael.”

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