The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 789

 Chapter 789

 

"Really?" 

Raon looked at Merlin with trembling eyes. 

"Is there really a way to wake her up?" 

Even the Ragged Saint, Federick, didn't know how to wake Sia, so he was half-giving up, but Merlin confidently saying so was unexpected. His heart began to race as if it would explode. 

"P-Please, I'm begging you!" 

Sylvia approached Merlin and grabbed her hand. 

"Tell me the way to wake Sia!" 

She knelt down, saying she would do anything. 

“If it's coming from you, it can't be a lie.”

Edgar came up beside Sylvia and nodded his head. 

"I’m begging you too. Help us wake Sia." 

He also knelt before Merlin, just like Sylvia. 

The couple who once thought they had lost their daughter seemed to have no fear now.

“Just tell us the way.”

Glenn stood in front of Merlin with a heavy gaze. 

"She’s a child who's been asleep for 20 years. We can’t leave her like this." 

He clenched his trembling fist, saying he would pay any price. 

"I feel the same way." 

Rector bit his lip as he listened to Sia’s faint breathing. 

"I can’t go anywhere without seeing my granddaughter wake up." 

He too bowed his head to Merlin, pleading.

"Merlin." 

Raon approached Merlin and put his hands together in front.

"Please. Tell us the way." 

He spoke sincerely and bowed his waist. It wasn't because of his two grandfathers, mother, or father.

In Sia's life, he saw his previous self, and he wanted to break the Fallen’s grasp that bound her soul, and find freedom for her.

“Why are you all making this so burdensome?”

Contrary to her words about it being burdensome, Merlin smiled brightly and stepped forward. 

"Don’t worry. We’ll definitely be able to wake her." 

She said this as she held Sylvia’s hand tighter. 

"R-Really?" 

Sylvia believed her words and tears dripped down. 

"Of course. But it's not easy. It’s not something we can do right now either." 

Merlin clicked her tongue briefly as if regretting it. 

"Not something we can do right now?" 

Raon tilted his head while looking at Merlin. 

"Isn’t it enough to enter the mental world like we did a while ago?" 

"The situation is different from back then." 

Merlin shook her head firmly. 

"Back then, the young lady’s mental world was open due to the Green King, but now she’s alone. If you or I enter using that magic now, her soul might receive a huge shock. If that happens…." 

She roughly cracked her fingers. 

"There's a high possibility that she might never wake up again." 

"Then how…." 

"We need materials that will allow us to safely face the soul." 

"What materials?" 

"Soul stone." 

Merlin raised her hand as if this was the main point from now on. A mirror surrounded by rainbow-colored light floated above her palm.

"It's an object that allows you to face the soul without any burden."

"Are you talking about that mirror?" 

Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at the shimmering mirror in Merlin’s hand. 

"What I saw was this mirror, but there must be other forms as well."

Merlin let out a heavy sigh, saying it wouldn't be easy to find.

"Where is that mirror?" 

Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the mirror Merlin showed. 

"This mirror is an artifact of the Fallen." 

Merlin floated the mirror into the air and furrowed her brows. 

"It’s something that he uses when creating special helmets or masks. He always carried it with him, so we can’t find it now, as we don’t know if he’s dead or alive." 

She clicked her tongue as if it was a shame. 

"You said there are other forms too? Where are they?" 

Raon bit down hard on his molars as he looked at the mirror that was gradually becoming blurry.

"I don’t know." 

Merlin shook her head slowly. 

"Nobody knows what form it takes or where it is." 

"What do you mean by that?" 

"Soul stones can’t be found just because you want to find them. They appear by chance." 

"By chance?" 

He asked again, not understanding what she meant. 

"Once every few decades. At the moment when the sun and moon touch at their closest, the passage of the sky briefly closes, and sometimes a lost soul takes residence in a nearby object. That’s when, along with a rainbow light, a soul stone is created."

Merlin summoned the rainbow hue characteristic of a soul stone into her palm.

"We call it a soul stone, but since it forms by chance, it may not actually be a stone. It could be dead wood, a plant, or an object that’s already been handled by people. I even searched the entire continent through the eyes of animals, but I couldn’t find it."

"Hmm…." 

"It doesn’t emit any special mana or aura, and this vivid light only sparkles for a fleeting moment when the soul stone is created, so very few even know of its existence."

She said they would have to start searching now, and she calmed the shimmering light in her hand. 

"Then, is there a way to recognize a soul stone?"

"Someone at your level, or a Transcender would be able to recognize it just by touching it. The soul stone contains the mental world of another person." 

Merlin sighed briefly, saying that even a Grandmaster might be able to sense and recognize it.

"Explain it a bit more." 

Glenn requested, reaching out as if he wanted to remember every word.

"Of course." 

Merlin nodded and summarized everything she had explained so far. 

So, she was talking about a lost soul.

Wrath nodded as if he finally understood. 

‘You know about it too?’ 

The King of Essence saw it only once in devildom. It had no taste and no meaning, so he threw it away right away. 

Wrath clicked his tongue, regretting throwing it away. 

"Hmm…." 

"Soul stone…." 

"It won’t be easy." 

Everyone else seemed to hear about the soul stone for the first time, their expressions darkening. 

Since it’s an object created by chance, with no distinguishing features when it’s formed, and can only be sensed by at least a Grandmaster, it was only natural for everyone to despair.

"Sia…." 

In the end, Sylvia couldn’t hold back and began sobbing as she held Sia’s hand. 

Seeing her cry again, after only just managing a smile, it felt as if the world was giving her nothing but hardships.

"There’s something I want to ask." 

Raon, unable to look at Sylvia, turned his gaze to Merlin. 

"Sia. No, if my older sister doesn’t wake up for a while, will there be any problems?" 

"She’s essentially in a sleeping state now. As long as she gets proper nourishment, she’ll be fine." 

Merlin winked with one eye, telling them not to worry since time wasn't pressing.

"She’s right. Right now, Sia’s body is in a state similar to sleep." 

As Federick vouched for her, they felt a little more relieved.

"Of course, if this continues for years, the gap between her soul and body might widen." 

Merlin shook her head, saying they still couldn’t waste time.

"Roenn."

At Glen's call, Roenn suddenly dropped from the empty air where there had been nothing.

“Yes, head of house.”

Roenn bowed his head with a serious gaze, as if he understood the gravity of the situation.

“Contact the Black Market, all branches, the vassal families, and allied forces. Leave out nothing.”

Glenn brushed off the long coat hanging over his shoulder and left the hospital room, seeming to plan on taking action himself.

"I must also look for other possible methods."

Federick also headed to the clinic, saying he would contact other doctors and priests.

"Sylvia, let's go back for today. Sia will be in more pain."

Edgar took Sylvia, who was shedding tears as if she were about to collapse, and returned to the annex building.

“……”

Rector bit his lip. He followed Edgar’s back, unable to touch his granddaughter today either.

“Merlin, I have something I want to ask.”

After being left alone in the hospital room, Raon approached Merlin.

“What is it?”

Merlin tilted her chin, as if telling him to say whatever he wanted.

“If I bring the soul stone, everything will be resolved, right? No issues whatsoever?”

“…of course.”

She hesitated for such a short moment that it was hard to notice, then nodded her head.

“Is that really true?”

“Yes, just trust me.”

Merlin smiled, saying she would definitely wake the young lady up.

“I don’t mean my sister—I mean, are you really going to be okay?”

Raon narrowed his gaze, looking into Merlin's eyes.

Since it was magic that involved handling souls, he had to confirm whether there would be any harm to Merlin as well.

"You’re worrying about me even in this situation? As expected, there's only you, Raon!"

Merlin let out a warm breath and threw herself toward Raon.

“Ugh…”

Raon urgently took five steps back using his footwork.

"You didn't have to go that far away."

Merlin clicked her tongue in disappointment.

“Just answer the question. Are you really okay?”

“Of course. It's no different from going inside a helmet.”

She waved her hand, saying that there was no need to worry since there was a medium, the soul stone.

“Hmm, well, even so… In any case, if there's an issue, be sure to tell me.”

“Got it!”

Merlin saluted playfully, placing her hand on her head.

“You also have many people and places to contact, don’t you? You should get going.”

She tapped her wrist, asking if he wasn't busy.

“Right…”

Raon nodded as he looked at Sia.

Even excluding the Black Market, which Glenn would contact, there were still many people he needed to reach, so it seemed he needed to move quickly.

“Thank you.”

He bowed his head to Merlin and left the hospital room.

“There’s no need for such words between us.”

Merlin waved lightly, seeing Raon off.

“Haa…”

She let out a quiet sigh, watching Raon’s back.

“Either way, it won't be easy.”

With an empty gaze, Merlin sat on the chair in front of the bed. She stroked Sia’s head, drawing a faintly sorrowful smile.

“It doesn’t quite fit to say this, but…I envy you, young lady….”

* * *

Like a roughly drawn picture by a child, a pirate ship was floating majestically on the fiercely rising waves.

“The water’s seeping in! Bail it out quickly!”

“Pull from here! It’ll flip over!”

“Is Lady Aris steering? Why is it shaking so much?!”

Unlike the gracefully rolling pirate ship, the crew on the deck moved as if they had two bodies each, battling the waves.

“Ah, how annoying…”

At the bow of the pirate ship, Aris blinked lazily as she placed her hand on her sword.

The moment her hand drew out the silver blade, the dark clouds and tidal wave battering the pirate ship split in two.

Whooooosh!

As the space-cleaving slash unleashed, the black storm sank in fright, the pitch-black storm sank as if terrified, and the sun emerged through the clouds, showering the pirate ship with its warm light as if blessing it.

“Haa…”

Aris sighed deeply as she looked at the now-calm sea.

"Did I neglect him too much?"

She scratched her head, looking back at the fake captain, Rabawin, who had approached at some point.

“Although I raised him a bit roughly, I didn’t think he’d stop contacting me like this.”

Aris frowned, saying she should have treated him a bit more kindly.

“If you had been more affectionate, young master would have passed away before he left.”

Rabawin let out a hollow laugh as he met Aris’ sorrowful gaze.

“I, too, am curious about the young master’s whereabouts, but there’s no need to worry. As you always say, he’s not someone who would get beaten up easily.”

He shook his head, saying there was no need to worry.

“Unlike Raon, he’s quiet, but he had some desire for strength. So I thought I’d hear about him on his own, but I didn’t expect him to be this silent.”

“I believe he’s hiding his identity. Recently, the fame of new powerhouses has been spreading from the wars happening here and there, he might be among them.”

“Hiding his identity…that could be it. That idiot has no interest in fame.”

Aris clicked her tongue, looking at the gentle waves.

"Haa, thinking of my son when I see Raon… I guess I’m just a failure as a mother."

She shook her head in regret.

"Unlike the young master, Sir Raon possesses a singular weakness."

Rabawin drew a faint smile as if he understood what she meant.

"The young master was skilled at everything. Talent in martial arts, human relationships, tactics and strategy—there was nothing he couldn't do. Of course, Sir Raon possesses talent beyond that, but strangely, when it comes to human relationships, he's even more awkward than a child."

“True. He was the first child I’ve seen struggle so much to call someone ‘aunt.’”

Aris chuckled, recalling Raon’s awkward expression.

"In the end, he only called me 'aunt' after being promoted to the direct line. It felt refreshing, yet a bit absurd."

She nodded, saying it was really fun when they competed over whether he’d call her 'aunt' first or her father 'grandfather' first.

"As you said, my son was so naturally gifted in that area that it wasn't fun. But when I heard 'aunt' from Raon, I suddenly missed him."

Aris swept her hair back and clicked her tongue.

"Just in case, I'll gather information on swordsmen who are making a name for themselves recently. The young master might be hiding his identity."

"Don't just look for swordsmen, check all warriors. If it’s him, he could be using his fists instead."

“Understood.”

Just as Rabawin was about to leave with a faint smile—

Creeeak!

A white seagull flew in and landed in front of Aris. It raised a leg with a piece of paper tied to it, as if telling her to hurry up and take it.

"Cheeky thing. What could it be... huh?"

Aris chuckled and unfolded the paper attached to the seagull’s leg. As soon as she read it, she let out a sharp breath.

"What's wrong?"

“Two years ago…”

After checking the note’s contents twice, Aris’ hand trembled.

"Someone claims... to have seen my son two years ago."

* * *

“Haa…”

Raon let out a faint sigh from the platform of the fifth training ground.

‘There’s no contact.’

Four days had passed since they shared news about the soul stone, but there was no contact from anywhere.

Seeing that even Glenn was silent, it seemed that neither the report from Zieghart nor his connections could locate it.

‘Well, she did say it would be hard to find.’

Even Merlin, who provided information about the soul stone, said it would be difficult to locate, so it would actually be stranger if it was found right away.

To be honest, it's surprising that humans would ever come across such an item.

Wrath frowned, saying it was only natural.

'Wrath. You once mentioned there’s a way for me to get to devildom, didn’t you?'

Are you thinking of going to devildom for that? Idiot! It’s impossible for you in your current state, and it would take a very long time!

‘Ha, I guess you’re right.’

Raon swept his hair back, looking up at the sky.

‘I should focus on other things for now.’

The fortunate thing was that there were no major issues with Sia’s current condition.

Since Federick also said he'd look for a way to treat her medically, he thought he should consider various methods himself.

After organizing his thoughts, he lowered his gaze and looked at the Light Wind swordsmen who were training.

‘They’ve grown accustomed to Master now.’

Though it would still take some time for Yua and Yulius, all the other swordsmen had become adept at using astral energy. The recent war experience seemed to have greatly helped.

‘And…’

He looked at the team captains who were instructing the swordsmen while proceeding with their own training.

Just as he had observed recently, Runaan was steadily growing, while Martha and

Burren wielded their swords with intense, determined eyes, as if refusing to fall behind.

All three were on the verge of breaking out of their shells.

‘Experience is indeed important.’

Raon smiled faintly as he stood up. Just as he was about to begin his own training, the training ground door opened, and Rector entered.

“Ah.”

Raon immediately descended from the platform and approached Rector.

“…Grandfather?”

“It seems I’m disturbing you during your training.”

“No, not at all.”

He shook his head, saying he was just about to start.

“Since there’s nothing more I can do here, I intend to return to the Holy Sword Alliance.”

Rector nodded, saying he would personally search for the soul stone from within the Holy Sword Alliance.

“What will you do?”

“Hmm…”

Raon took a deep breath, looking into Rector’s firm gaze.

“When are you leaving?”

“I plan to depart tomorrow.”

Rector responded without hesitation, having already made up his mind.

“I’ll go with you.”

Raon nodded, thinking it would be better to go along with Rector and seize the opportunity, as staying here wouldn’t change anything.

“And there’s something I’d like to request.”

“A request?”

“Yes. When you return to the Holy Sword Alliance this time…”

Raon was about to bring up his request to Rector when—

Bang!

The training ground door burst open as if they were about to shatter, and Dorian entered with crumbs on his mouth.

“Division leader! Have you heard the news?”

Dorian ran over excitedly, his chubby face shaking with each step.

“The Thespian Emperor has come to the front gate and requested an audience! With the head of house!”

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