The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 762

 Chapter 762

 

Wh-what, a special ability?

Wrath shot up like a firecracker and rushed toward Haren.

What is it? Tell me immediately!

He licked his lips as if excited by the mention of a special ability.

“What kind of ability is it?”

Raon looked at Haren and gripped the scabbard of Heavenly Drive tightly.

He, too, felt a surge of anticipation at the words "special ability."

“Hehe, look over there.”

Haren smirked and pointed at the dragon head carved into the scabbard.

“Do you see the flames burning in its eyes?”

"Huh? They are."

Raon nodded. When he first received the scabbard, the dragon eyes had been empty, but now small sparks were burning within them.

“That’s it!”

Haren straightened his back and clapped his hands loudly.

“It absorbs the aura you waste and makes the dragon eyes burn with fire! That’s the special ability!”

He laughed with a "Hehe," as if he was genuinely proud, his cheeks flushed red with satisfaction.

……

“……”

Raon and Wrath blinked blankly, staring at the delighted Haren.

The anticipation they had felt crumbled like dry leaves, leaving them speechless.

“Ah….”

Vulcan couldn't hold back his embarrassment and raised a hand to cover his eyes.

“Isn’t it cool?”

Haren tilted his head, asking if it wasn't every man's dream.

“Cool, my foot!”

Vulcan smacked the back of Haren's head with his outstretched palm.

Baaang!

With a sound like a watermelon splitting, Haren's head slammed into the ground.

“W-why did you hit me!”

“I told you not to make useless features!”

Vulcan shook his head, telling him to stop doing stupid things. Judging by his earlier mention of “again,” it seemed this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

“The, the best ability is obviously the flames, but there’s another feature!”

Haren waved his hands, shouting for him not to hit him.

“It’s probably another useless ability anyway.”

Vulcan kicked Haren's side before turning to look at Raon.

“Sorry. I'll make you another one.”

He sighed deeply, as if he was ashamed of how his son had turned out.

“Well, let’s at least hear him out.”

Raon smiled faintly and helped Haren to his feet.

Since Vulcan had already repaired and enhanced Heavenly Drive at the cost of his own life force, he felt bad about asking for a new scabbard. As long as the ability wasn’t completely useless, he wanted to keep using it.

“D-drawing...”

Haren groaned, holding his side where he’d been hit.

“It has a drawing technique assist feature.”

“Drawing technique?”

Raon’s eyes widened at the sudden mention of the drawing technique.

“Why the drawing technique of all things...”

Vulcan furrowed his brows, as if he didn’t understand either.

“Drawing techniques are kind of an overlooked swordsmanship, right? People say they lack practicality, so I decided to challenge that. Isn’t the blacksmith’s dream all about challenges?”

Haren picked up the pipe that had fallen to the ground and shook it roughly. His eyes sparkled once more.

“Hmm…”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the scabbard.

‘It’s true that using it in real combat is difficult.’

The drawing technique was great for ambushes, but after the fight started, it wasn’t an ideal method of attack.

The very act of returning the sword to its sheath during combat was inherently risky, so he hadn't seen anyone other than Aris use it in actual combat.

However, since Raon occasionally used the drawing technique himself, the assist feature on the scabbard could be valuable if it was good enough.

“How does it work?”

Raon approached Haren and lifted the scabbard.

“It’s simple.”

Haren pointed at the dragon eyes.

“When the eyes are completely ablaze, it means the charge is complete. When you draw your sword in that state, your drawing technique will come out twice as strong and twice as fast.”

He nodded, saying that while it might not be as flashy as the flames in the dragon eyes, it was still a decent ability.

“How do I charge it?”

Raon asked while stroking the dragon eye carved into the scabbard.

“You don’t have to do anything. The scabbard will automatically absorb the energy you waste, so it’ll charge by itself.”

Haren explained that it collected the energy Raon wasted during combat and shook his head.

“Huh…?”

Raon looked down at the scabbard, his mouth gaping open.

‘Isn't that pretty amazing?’

Since he didn’t need to charge it himself and it collected the energy wasted during combat, it was a really good ability.

Indeed! There’s nothing to lose here!

Wrath also raised his arms, seemingly impressed by the scabbard’s ability.

Since you don’t need to gather energy separately, all the weaknesses of the drawing technique will be offset.

‘Exactly.’

Originally, to use a big technique like sword-drawing, preparation movements are necessary.

But if the scabbard automatically stored aura, there would be no need for any delay or large movements, allowing you to use the drawing technique even in the middle of a fight as a surprise attack.

“Hmm…”

Vulcan exhaled, seemingly surprised that Haren had come up with such a method of aura management.

“It seems like a pretty amazing ability to me.”

Raon lifted the scabbard in front of him and nodded appreciatively.

"I'm telling you, it's nothing special."

Haren clicked his tongue as if he wasn't pleased.

“Isn’t it much cooler to have flames burning in the dragon eyes? Like lighting a cigarette.”

He still smiled widely, insisting that the flames coming from the dragon eyes were the best.

That guy’s not right in the head…

Wrath narrowed his eyes, saying Haren’s brain seemed broken.

“Let’s give it a test first.”

Vulcan lowered his hand, proposing they check the scabbard’s abilities.

“Understood.”

Raon nodded and stepped outside the workshop.

"Right now, it's hardly charged, right?"

"Judging by the flames filling the eyes, it's about 5 percent."

Haren muttered that it still had a long way to go, licking his lips.

“Then I’ll waste some aura.”

Raon spread the energies of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier into the air, causing the scabbard to absorb the dissipating energy as flames filled the dragon eyes.

“This should be enough.”

When the flames in the dragon eyes had filled up to about 40%, Raon grabbed the scabbard with his left hand.

He could feel the energy inside boiling like molten lava. If he wasn’t careful, it felt like it might burst out like a spring.

Ssss.

He gripped the hilt of Heavenly Drive with his right hand. Stepping forward with his left foot, he twisted his waist and shoulders and drew the sword.

Rumble!

The energy condensed inside the scabbard exploded, forcefully propelling the silver-white blade upward.

From the red line embedded in the sword blade, an intense heat surged, spewing out a grand flame into the air.

ROAAAAR!

Like the fiery breath of a red dragon unleashed at full power, the endless flames filled the skies above the Mirtan village.

“Ah…”

Raon stared up at the heat-filled sky with his mouth agape.

He had unleashed the drawing sword technique at full power because Haren said it was nothing special, but if the angle had been slightly lower, he might have roasted the entire village.

Eek…

“Ugh…”

Wrath and Vulcan both trembled, their eyes wide with shock, as if they hadn’t expected the power to be amplified this much.

“See? That kind of brute strength isn’t cool at all. The flames in the dragon eyes are way more beautiful!”

Haren clicked his tongue, insisting that the flames in the dragon eyes were the best.

“I’ve misjudged this guy.”

Vulcan shook his head slowly, looking at Haren.

"He has good talent, but as a human being, he's just an idiot!"

The-The King of Essence agrees with him!

“….”

Raon couldn’t refute it and quietly nodded.

***

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Raon packed up Heavenly Drive and the scabbard, then bowed deeply to Vulcan and Haren.

“Thank you for the excellent sword and scabbard.”

“You’re too polite. It’s not very charming.”

Vulcan waved him off, telling him to stop being so formal.

“As I said before, you just need to become someone who is not ashamed of that sword.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Raon smiled faintly and nodded his head.

“I want the dragon eyes to always be filled with fire. If you use the draw-sword technique, the flames will disappear. So unless necessary, don't use it.”

Haren nodded, telling him not to use the sword-drawing technique and to just keep the flames burning. Judging by his expression, he was serious.

He was always an odd person, but it seemed like he had become even stranger.

“…I'll try.”

Raon chuckled awkwardly while looking into Haren’s serious eyes.

“And also...”

He opened his spatial pocket and took out Kaibar’s scales, bones, and teeth.

“I'll return the materials used for the scabbard.”

“W-What? Really?”

Haren's mouth dropped open as he stared at the scales, bones, and teeth laid out on the table.

“Yes.”

Haren had said he used Kaibar's bones and scales for this scabbard. Since he liked the scabbard, he didn't mind returning this much as compensation.

“Thank you! Next time, I'll make you something even more romantic!”

Haren shouted for him to look forward to it and ran off straight to his workshop.

“Well then, I should get going as well.”

Raon watched Haren’s retreating figure, then bowed to Vulcan.

“As I told you at the beginning, I will become a swordsman who cannot be defeated or broken by anyone."

“Good. But before that...”

Vulcan lightly tilted his chin.

“You do know who gave you the red flame gold, ice crystal, and golden steel, right?”

“Yes.”

Raon nodded without hesitation.

“Then, when you return, at least go and thank him.”

Vulcan smiled softly, saying he would really appreciate it.

“I will.”

Since he had already intended to do that from the start, Raon nodded.

“Then, you may go.”

Vulcan waved his hand as if to say it was time for him to leave.

“I’ll need to rest for a while.”

He said he should go on a trip again and plopped down on a chair.

“Until next time.”

Raon gave Vulcan a formal salute and left the workshop.

“Next time…”

Vulcan alternated between the sound of metal clashing from Haren's workshop and Raon’s retreating back, smiling gently.

“I can entrust it to them.”

He smiled as if he had no regrets and enjoyed the gently blowing wind.

***

As soon as Raon returned to Zieghart, he headed to the audience chamber.

“Young Master.”

When he arrived at the audience chamber, Roenn greeted him with a soft smile and a bow.

“Can I see the head of house now?”

“Of course.”

Without even asking Glenn’s permission, Roenn opened the door to the audience chamber.

“Please, go in.”

“Thank you.”

Raon bowed his head to Roenn and entered the audience chamber.

Glenn was sitting on his throne, leaning back as he examined some documents.

“I greet the head of house.”

Raon approached the platform and knelt.

“Rise.”

Glenn told him to stand up in a dry voice. His gaze moved from the documents to Raon.

“You seem to have cleared your mind a bit.”

“Your advice was a great help, head of house. And also...”

Raon bowed his head as he looked into Glenn’s calm eyes.

“Thank you for giving me those precious items.”

The person who had given Vulcan the red flame gold, ice crystal, and golden steel was Glenn. Since he had been the one to tell Raon to visit Vulcan, the answer was very simple.

“Thanks to you, I was able to repair Heavenly Drive and reaffirm my goals.”

He bowed deeply. He had gained something far greater than enlightenment or an increase in strength, so he was simply grateful.

"That’s good to hear."

Glenn nodded slowly, saying that Raon’s eyes seemed clearer now.

"As the head of house said, I will pursue both the versatile sword and Transcendence."

Raon patted his left chest, declaring his goals.

“Thank you for everything, grandfather.”

He addressed him as 'Grandfather' and gave a sincere smile.

“Ah…”

Glenn began to speak but stopped midway. The documents in his hand fell and scattered beneath the platform. Time seemed to freeze.

“G-Grandfather?”

“Head of house!”

“Gasp!”

Roenn and Sheryl, startled, rushed up to the platform.

“Call the Ragged Saint! Call the Ragged Saint!”

“N-No, no need!”

Glenn stopped Sheryl, who was about to call Federick, while exhaling heavily.

“…There’s no need to thank me. It was simply repayment for the information you provided."

He waved his hand, saying it was no big deal.

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“I was just lost in thought for a moment.”

Raon had no idea what kind of thoughts could make him forget to breathe. Even Glenn was so shocked that sweat ran down his back.

“You may go now.”

“I understand. Please take care of your health.”

Raon bowed to Glenn and turned to leave.

That old man is suffering from malnutrition. Don’t you see how his eyes and lips often twitch?

Wrath clicked his tongue, saying Glenn ate nothing but nadine bread and that's why he was like this.

‘Should I invite him over for another meal?’

He approves! When that old man comes, the number of dishes multiplies!

Wrath waved his hands up and down, insisting that Raon should definitely do it.

‘A meal rich in nutrients…’

“Raon.”

While Raon was wondering what dishes to prepare, Glenn’s soft voice reached him.

“You’ve done well. If you ever have any concerns, feel free to come to me.”

Glenn nodded with an expression that was hard to describe.

“…Ah.”

Raon swallowed dryly as he looked into Glenn’s eyes. For some reason, his nose tingled, and his left chest felt warm.

“…I understand. Thank you.”

Raon bowed deeply and left the audience chamber.

“Hoo…”

As soon as Raon left the audience chamber, Glenn slid down from the throne and collapsed onto the floor.

He looked up into the empty air as if exhausted and let out a long sigh.

“Grandfather, huh…”

Sheryl shook her head, happy yet concerned for Glenn.

“That might be the scariest word in the world.”

“Huhuhuhu.”

Roenn chuckled warmly, clearly enjoying the situation.

***

During his break, and even after it ended, Raon's routine remained unchanged. He continued to focus entirely on training with the Light Wind swordsmen at the fifth training ground.

However, unlike the Light Wind swordsmen who moved their bodies and trained, Raon sat in the corner of the fifth training ground and repeatedly meditated.

“Hoo…”

Raon, who had been meditating all day, slowly opened his eyes as the sun began to set.

‘My body feels stiff, but I need to walk this path.’

Wrath had said that his body now was not inferior even to a Transcender.

What Raon lacked to reach Transcendence wasn't his physical body, but his mind, experience, and the depth (realm) of his martial arts. That’s why now was the time to focus on mental training.

Raon brushed off the dust that had settled on his shoulders and stood up.

Hmm?

Wrath widened his eyes as he floated down from above Raon’s head.

What’s this? The sun hasn’t even set yet.

‘I have something to do.’

It was the day of the executive conference, so he needed to prepare in advance.

‘Even though there probably won’t be many people at the conference.’

With the locations of the Five Demons who were building their power were revealed, not just Zieghart but the forces of the Five Kings had been constantly dispatched.

Even inside Zieghart, the number of people had decreased by more than half, making it feel empty.

‘But I still need to prepare.’

As Raon was heading to his quarters to shower, the door to the fifth training ground opened, and Chad, the master of Shadow Agents, entered.

“Division leader.”

Chad approached Raon and shook his head.

“There’s no need for you to attend the conference.”

“Huh? Why all of a sudden…?”

Even if there were few people, the conference would still be held. Raon couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t need to participate.

“For the Light Wind division…”

Chad let out a low sigh as he raised a document stamped with the head of house’s seal.

“A special mission has been assigned.”

 

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