The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 728

 Chapter 728

Glenn’s hand, resting on the armrest of the throne, trembled slightly.

‘Derus Robert….’

Derus Robert was one of the most powerful among the Six Kings and Five Demons. Although he had the strength not inferior to the Holy Sword Alliance's master, which made it possible that he could be the blue dragon helmet swordsman, he had a solid alibi.

‘It was confirmed by Chamber, the Magic Tower’s master, and Lecross that Derus stayed in house Robert.’

According to the Magic Tower’s master, Derus hadn’t stepped away from the magic video even for a moment.

Unless he used a doppelganger, it was impossible for him to be the blue dragon helmet swordsman.

‘Still, it’s suspicious.’

Sometimes, when Glenn made eye contact with Derus Robert, he would feel an inexplicable chill.

Even though Derus's eyes emitted a kind light more than anyone else's, Glenn would feel a chill as if a blade was pressed against his neck.

The eyes are the window to the heart and the gateway to the soul, so Glenn had once thought that Derus's true nature might not be kindness but something far more sinister.

‘However…’

No matter how strange it is, there’s no evidence.

Derus was a perfect man in every aspect—strength, character, and background.

Even though Zieghart's favorability had risen greatly thanks to Raon, it still couldn't match the public popularity of house Robert.

If they were to act rashly, it could lead to a massive war far beyond the scale of the South-North Union.

"Ra, Raon…"

Sheryl's eyes widened in astonishment at Raon's words.

"Derus Robert? Do you know what it means to mention that name?"

She trembled, unable to believe it.

"Young master Raon, are you serious?"

Roenn, too, couldn't close his gaping mouth, unable to accept the situation.

"Do you have evidence?"

Unlike Sheryl and Roenn, Glenn remained calm, nodding his chin.

"I do."

Raon nodded as he met Glenn's calm gaze.

"Do you remember the incident where the Holy Sword Alliance's master and the White Blood Religion's master attacked Barene of the Five Divine Orders?"

"I can't forget. Weren't you missing at that time?"

Even though Raon had brought up a topic seemingly unrelated to Derus, Glenn did not rush him, responding calmly.

"I was attacked twice while escaping from that place. The first time was by the Holy Sword Alliance's disciple…"

"I know. You said it was an assassin, didn't you?"

"Yes. However, it wasn't just any assassin. it was an assassin who self-destructed by throwing their body, a product of necromancy known as controlled zombie assassins."

"Necromancy…?"

Glenn's eyes widened in shock at the unfamiliar term.

"I captured the one controlling the zombie assassin and was able to extract information about the factory where those monsters were made. I couldn’t go there at the time, but on the way back after killing the mad dragon Kaibar, I visited the factory."

Raon explained how he had destroyed the assassin factory with the help of the Black Market.

"I suspected that the real owner of the factory might show up, so I waited outside the village, and someone I never expected appeared."

"Don't tell me it was…"

Glenn's leg trembled as he asked.

"Yes. It was Derus Robert. He seemed furious that the factory had been destroyed, and after ruthlessly killing his subordinates, he took off his blood-soaked gloves, and…"

Raon swallowed dryly and raised his voice.

"There was a scar on the back of his hand, the same as the one on the blue dragon helmet swordsman."

He clenched his fist, saying it was an unmistakable scar.

"Wait a moment!"

Sheryl couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward.

"You said there were Black Market agents at that place. Then why didn't they…"

"Sir Denzel and his subordinates didn't realize it was Derus Robert. He was wearing a mask and didn't use his aura."

"Then how did you know?"

“My ability to read other people’s mana and nature is more developed than my combat strength. I recognized him immediately since I had met Derus at the Conference of the Six Kings."

Raon took a deep breath and lifted his head.

"I kept silent because I thought exposing Derus' identity on the spot could endanger Sir Denzel and the Black Market."

After explaining everything, Raon observed Glenn, Sheryl, and Roenn. The three of them seemed at a loss for words, staring at him with trembling eyes.

Isn't all of this a lie?

Wrath shouted that it was all lies, shaking his head.

‘Yes, it's a lie. But not entirely.’

Half of what Raon had told Glenn was a lie.

It was true that Derus had come to the assassin factory, but he had not revealed his identity or removed his gloves.

If Derus were to cross-check the story, the lie would be exposed quickly, but it didn’t matter. The fact that he can expose his identity is the truth.

"The blue dragon helmet swordsman had a regeneration ability greater than a troll, but he couldn't erase the scar on the back of his hand. Everyone present at the battlefield saw it, so if we can just make him reveal that scar, it will be easy to identify him."

Raon knelt, asking for Glenn's trust.

"Raon."

Glenn called him by name, not by his title as the leader of the Light Wind division.

"Yes, head of house."

Raon slowly lifted his head, grasping his trembling wrist.

‘This is where it really begins.’

From now on, Glenn, Sheryl, and Roenn would start asking sharp questions.

To bring this matter to light, he had to answer all of their doubts.

But Glenn's words were entirely different from what Raon had expected.

"It must have been hard for you…"

Glenn furrowed his brows and bit his lip.

"Pardon?"

Raon blinked blankly, not knowing how to react. It was completely unexpected, and he felt as though his mind had gone blank.

"I, I'm sorry. For not telling you sooner..."

"No, it's okay."

Raon tried to apologize, but Glenn cut him off firmly, saying it wasn't necessary.

"I need to inform the others, so let's talk again this evening."

Glenn waved his hand, signaling Raon to leave.

"Ah, yes…"

Raon glanced at Sheryl and Roenn before leaving the audience chamber with slumped shoulders.

Thud.

The iron door of the audience chamber closed with a colder sound than ever before.

"Sigh…"

Sheryl sighed deeply, holding her forehead as if she had a headache.

"It's surprising that Derus is the blue dragon helmet guy, but I'm more shocked by Raon."

She bit her lip as she looked at the spot where Raon had been standing.

"I don't know how he kept such a terrifying truth hidden for so long."

"I feel the same."

Roenn nodded, his face stern.

"My hands are trembling. It's incredible that he endured it all by himself until now."

He lowered his gaze, admitting that Raon's mental strength was superior to his own.

"……."

Glenn's shoulders trembled as he crushed the armrest of the throne into powder.

‘I can’t even imagine how much that young boy must have suffered.’

Derus is one of those who hold the greatest power on this continent.

It was only natural that Raon couldn't easily speak up. Imagining his grandson suffering alone, agonizing over this, tore Glenn’s heart apart.

'He doesn't have to be like Sylvia in this aspect...'

Why is he so considerate?

It would have been better if he had reported it immediately, but Raon was too kind and thoughtful.

Judging by how he kept silent until he found concrete evidence and only spoke up now, it was clear he didn't want to cause harm to others.

‘Moreover…’

Glenn buried his face in his hands.

‘I must have seemed unreliable.’

Since he had always shown a harsh demeanor and pushed others away, it was natural that he hadn't earned his trust.

His heart felt like it was being tightly squeezed by wire, filled with regret that he hadn’t approached Raon sooner.

‘I’m truly sorry.’

He bowed his head, apologizing to Raon, who wasn’t there.

‘I’ll make sure to handle this matter properly.’

Resolute in his decision, Glenn reached out to Roenn.

“Connect to Chamber through the magic video.”

“Understood.”

Roenn raised his head and projected a blue screen in the center of the audience chamber.

[What brings you here at this hour?]

Chamber, who was licking a lollipop, lifted her large witch’s hat.

“Is anyone around?”

[Yeah, I’ve got a few people here.]

Chamber gestured to the mages in her room, as if suggesting they say hello.

“I have something to discuss with you.”

[What? Are you going to confess to me?]

She chuckled softly but dismissed all the mages from the room.

[They’re all gone, so go ahead. What’s this about?]

Chamber reached out, curious.

“There’s not a single lie in what I’m about to say.”

Resolute in his decision to destroy not just Derus, but house Robert entirely, Glenn bit his lip until it bled.

‘‘Raon. I’ll stake my life as well.’

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Raon left the main building, tilting his head in confusion.

‘What’s going on?’

There had been a few holes in the information he had given Glenn earlier.

They were intentional gaps, with prepared answers, but he hadn’t expected Glenn to show no reaction at all.

‘There’s no way the head of house wouldn’t know.’

Glenn was the kind of person who wouldn’t flinch, even when facing three of the Five Demons. Even if the blue dragon helmet swordsman was Derus, there was no reason for Glenn to be fazed. So why did he let him go without asking more questions?

What’s wrong with that old man?

Wrath furrowed his brow, also unable to understand.

‘I don’t know either.’

Raon shook his head at Wrath’s words and let out a low sigh.

‘Things have gone well, but now I’m even more worried.’

It seemed there was a significant difference between the Glenn Zieghart he had known and the real Glenn Zieghart.

Raon headed to the training ground to clear his troubled mind. He planned to train until Glenn called for him again.

As he opened the door, he heard the sound of a sword being swung inside.

‘Martha?’

The person swinging a sword in the training ground was Martha. She seemed to have been training for a while as her entire body was drenched in sweat.

“Training even during your vacation?”

Raon raised his hand as he approached Martha.

“I feel like I’ll die if I stay still.”

Martha lowered her sword and let out a ragged breath.

“Feel like you’ll die?”

“Yeah. It feels like my mom is crying out for help, so I can’t just rest.”

She gritted her teeth, her hand shaking as she gripped her sword.

“…….”

Raon watched Martha as she resumed swinging her sword, his brows furrowing deeply.

‘She must be in more pain than I am.’

For him, killing Derus would end his pain, but Martha not only needed to capture the White Blood Religion’s leader, but also rescue her mother, who was under her control.

Everyone has their own story, but it seemed that the pain given to Martha by the heavens was second to none.

The ones up in heaven are vile and disgusting creatures!

Wrath snorted, warning Raon not to even mention the heavens and gods.

‘But the fortunate thing is…’

That she was controlling her rage.

Martha was no longer venting her anger recklessly as she had in the past, she was focusing on what she could do.

Even now, her strength continues to grow.

“Martha.”

Raon dusted off his black dragon coat and beckoned to Martha.

“Want to spar for the first time in a while?”

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask, so this is perfect.”

Martha narrowed her eyes as she turned to face him. She understood that sparring led to faster growth.

“Bear with the pain.”

Raon drew Heavenly Drive, indicating he had no intention of holding back. He activated the Blade that Severs Death and unleashed the fire of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation above it.

“I’ve endured pain my whole life!”

Martha gritted her teeth and charged forward, ready to face whatever came.

Boom!

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After finishing his sparring with Martha, Raon was guided by Roenn back to the main building.

When he entered the audience chamber, he saw four blue screens, each displaying the faces of the heads of the Six Kings.

Naturally, Derus Robert’s face was absent.

[The main character is late.]

Chamber waved as if it had been a while since they last met.

[Raon, you must have gone through so much…]

Ogram furrowed his brow and let out a deep sigh.

[You’re a man who can’t be described with the word knight alone.]

King Lecross nodded approvingly, a large smile on his face.

[Ugh, if it were me, I would have confessed everything and freed myself from the burden long ago.]

The Magic Tower’s master, with only her eyes visible from within her robe, trembled all over.

“…….”

Glenn stood up from his throne, his eyes downcast.

From the look of things, it seemed Glenn had told them everything, but strangely, the atmosphere wasn’t chaotic.

[Raon.]

Chamber snapped her fingers, and her face and body emerged from the blue screen.

[I heard from that old man, but can you tell us what you went through again?]

“Yes, I can.”

Raon nodded and began explaining to all the heads of the Six Kings what he had told Glenn.

[So, in the end, the blue dragon helmet swordsman bastard is Derus Robert?]

Chamber twisted her lips as she asked.

“Yes, I’m certain.”

Raon nodded without hesitation.

‘Now it begins.’

The heads of the Six Kings were different from Glenn. From now on, sharp questions would come one after another, so he had to think carefully and eliminate any seeds of doubt.

[Honestly, I had some suspicions about that guy, too.]

Chamber nodded calmly.

[There’s no way the Heavenly Demon or the Black Tower’s master would show up with their faces covered, so I thought it had to be either the retired Sword Emperor or Derus.]

She extended her fingers one by one, listing the suspicious figures.

[I deliberately kept him off the battlefield and stuck him with that shut-in, but I didn’t notice anything unusual.]

Chamber clicked her tongue, saying that she too had quietly harbored suspicions.

[I believe you.]

Ogram nodded without any hint of doubt.

[This is troubling.]

King Lecross let out a short sigh.

[There are a few strange points in the testimony from the Light Wind division leader, but putting that aside, I still can't believe that friend of mine, Derus, has committed such heinous acts.]

He touched his forehead as if he was struggling.

"If you could tell me what the strange points are…"

[There's no need for that. If he made such a promise, I have no choice but to believe it.]

King Lecross nodded, saying he was doubtful but would believe it.

[Ugh, I hate fighting….]

The Magic Tower’s master didn't raise her lowered head, as if she hated this whole situation.

“Huh…?”

Raon blinked as he looked at the heads of the Six Kings.

‘What is this?’

What’s going on?

This is Derus Robert, one of the Six Kings, not just anyone else.

He was being labeled as a villain, a public enemy of the continent, and it was absurd that no one was questioning it.

“Excuse me….”

Raon raised his hand with a bewildered look.

“There must be some doubts, so why aren’t you asking questions?”

The response of the heads of the Six Kings was so strange that Raon’s words came out almost unintentionally.

[I won’t.]

Chamber shook her head.

“Why not…?”

[Because I don’t want to die.]

She shrugged her shoulders and stepped back.

[I saw the will of the head of your house, so I stepped back.]

King Lecross also shook his head, indicating he had no intention of asking questions.

“What do you mean by that?”

Raon blinked as he looked back and forth between Chamber and King Lecross.

[Your head of house said he would stake his life on your words.]

Ogram twisted his lips as he pointed at Glenn.

[It’s the first time that cold-hearted man has ever said he'd stake his life on something, so I have no choice but to believe him.]

He nodded as if it were an obvious decision.

“Ah….”

Raon trembled as he looked back at Glenn.

“H-Head of house…?”

"I saw it in your eyes. There was no falsehood in them."

Glenn bit his lip lightly as if to say that was enough.

“With just my eyes…?”

It was so unlike the Glenn he had known that it left Raon feeling breathless.

Even though he had become a direct line, it was hard to believe Glenn would show this level of trust.

[Of course, I’m not just trusting you because of that old man.]

Chamber came forward again, wagging her finger.

[I trust you.]

She smiled softly and raised her chin.

[I’m well aware of the achievements you’ve accumulated so far and the feats you’ve shown in this war. How could I not trust you?]

[Same here.]

Ogram nodded in agreement.

[You are the one who saved my life. No matter which path you choose, I will follow.]

He raised his fist, swearing he would repay his life debt even if it meant going to hell.

[I feel the same way. Ever since you helped my third son, I’ve trusted you.]

King Lecross laughed, saying he still hadn’t repaid the debt for saving Greer’s life.

[Derus… appeared unsettling.]

The Magic Tower’s master trembled as she raised her gaze.

[He was definitely there, but he seemed like a different person.]

[What? You should have mentioned that earlier!]

Chamber frowned, asking what she was doing.

[It’s just a feeling, not a theory or result….]

The Magic Tower’s master shrank her head, saying that intuition was the emotion a mage should avoid the most.

[Oh! Really!]

Chamber pounded her chest and shook her head.

[Forget it. Let’s move on. Derus isn’t a fool. He’ll find some way to remove the scar on his hand, in a way that neither I nor the other old men here can detect.]

She adjusted her witch’s hat slightly, saying they had to find a way to reveal the scar.

“There is a way.”

Raon stepped forward in front of the blue window.

[Really?]

“Yes. He couldn’t erase the wound I inflicted. If we use the energy of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, we can definitely reveal the scar on his hand.”

He nodded, replacing the Ring of Fire and wrath energy with the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation's energy.

He had to keep the real plan hidden until the end, as there might be Derus' spies among them.

[Oh, right!]

Chamber quickly nodded.

[One of the scars on his hand is from you!]

She laughed, saying she finally understood.

[Good! Then let’s come up with a plan. A plan to strip that bastard of his mask!]

[We should convene the Conference of the Six Kings as soon as possible.]

Ogram bit his lip, saying he couldn’t wait to see Derus’ face.

[If it’s too soon, it might raise suspicion. We’ll need about a week.]

King Lecross tapped his fingers, suggesting they meet next week.

"The Beast Union would be a good location. We can use Ogram’s injury as an excuse, and it’s close to house Robert, we can immediately chase him down if he tries to escape."

Glenn nodded as he met the eyes of the Six Kings’ leaders.

The meeting proceeded quickly, and it was decided that the Conference of the Six Kings would be held at the Beast Union in a week.

Rumble.

Raon clenched his fists as he watched the heads of the Six Kings meticulously plan. He sharpened the Blade That Severs Death within his heart and renewed his resolve once more.

‘Derus Robert.’

This is the beginning of my revenge.

 

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