The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 785

 Chapter 785

 

"Raon. Don’t just stand there, sit down."

Glenn raised his sharp gaze as he pointed to the seat beside him.

If Raon didn’t sit immediately, it looked like Glenn was ready to slam the Azure Sky Sword down on the dining table.

"Raon. The food’s getting cold."

Rector tapped the empty seat on his right, wearing a gentle smile.

But he sent a fierce glare, as if he would draw his sword if Raon didn't sit next to him.

"Ahaha..."

Raon awkwardly laughed, his eyes darting around.

'Why are both of them acting like this...?'

Whenever Glenn and Rector met, they would compete as if they were mortal enemies. Sure, it was understandable when it came to swordsmanship training, but now they were competing over where Raon should sit, and he had no idea what to do.

‘No, I’ll think about the reasons later. Right now, where I sit is more important.’

While his relationship with his maternal grandfather Glenn had improved after several conversations, Rector had risen to the position of the Holy Sword Alliance's master to protect him and had watched over him like a shadow. He couldn't make a rash decision.

What are you doing! Just sit anywhere and grab a fork! Cough!

Wrath patted Raon on the back, urging him to eat. The force stung more than usual, likely because Wrath’s soul had grown stronger.

‘Please, just stay still!’

Raon pushed Wrath aside, biting the inside of his cheek.

‘I can’t make a decision. What should I do?’

It felt like fighting the Fallen again would be easier than making this decision.

‘Under normal circumstances, I would sit next to Sir Rector. No, it would be right to sit next to my paternal grandfather…’

The Glenn he knew was a person who didn't care about such trivial matters.

But now that Glenn had a sense of rivalry with Rector, sitting next to him wasn’t a good choice this time.

‘Sitting next to my maternal grandfather is the same issue.’

Rector still hadn't fully recovered from his injuries. He had just barely regained consciousness, and sitting next to Glenn might give him an emotional shock.

"Ugh…"

Just as Raon pressed his hand to his forehead and furrowed his brow, he heard footsteps approaching from outside the dining room.

"I've brought the stew."

That voice wasn't Helen's or any of the other maids', but it was so familiar.

"Huh?"

Raon quickly turned around, and there was Merlin, dressed neatly in a maid’s uniform,

carrying a bowl of stew as she entered the dining room.

Hiiiiiik!

Wrath let out a scream and leaped away from Merlin.

Th-this was it! The reason the King of Essence felt a chill was because of that madwoman!

He finally understood the reason and hid behind Raon.

“Me-Merlin? What are you doing here…?”

Raon let out a shaky breath as he looked at Merlin.

"I was helping out a bit."

Merlin explained that she had been assisting the maids since she had nothing else to do and carefully placed the stew on the dining table.

"I made it with your mother."

She smiled, assuring that it would taste good, then sat down in the empty seat.

"It looked like you were struggling to decide where to sit…"

Merlin adjusted the old woman mask slightly, revealing her red lips.

"Would you like to sit here?"

She smoothed down her maid uniform’s skirt, patting her lap as if inviting him to sit on her thighs.

"Ahem!"

"Erm…"

Glenn and Rector, who had been glaring at Raon, awkwardly turned their heads away at the same time, embarrassed.

"Eek!"

Sylvia’s cheeks flushed bright red, and she blinked rapidly.

"Son! How in the world did you capture that madwoma- I mean, Merlin?"

Edgar widened his eyes, utterly baffled.

"I don’t know either…"

Raon shook his head with a sigh.

"I was joking. Though, you could sit here if you want."

Merlin clicked her tongue, sounding slightly disappointed, and stood up.

"Enjoy your time with your family."

Contrary to what Raon expected, she left those words behind and departed the dining room.

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Merlin’s slightly lonely-looking figure walk away.

‘That woman…’

Merlin always acted recklessly, charging ahead on her own, but for some reason, she kept her distance when family was involved.

It seemed like family held a special meaning to her.

‘Come to think of it, I don’t know much about what happened to Merlin.’

Aside from what he saw through Loctar’s memories and publicly known information, he didn't know much about Merlin.

Since he had received so much help from her, he wanted to listen to her story if the opportunity arose.

"Raon."

"Raon."

The moment Merlin disappeared, both Glenn and Rector called out Raon’s name again, pointing to the seats beside them. Neither seemed willing to give up.

P-Please! Sit anywhere. The King of Essence feels like he’s going to die of old age.

Wrath clutched his stomach, begging Raon to sit down somewhere, anywhere.

"Hmm…"

Raon gritted his teeth, his legs trembling, as he prepared to take a step.

"Enough! Why can’t you both act your age and stop making things difficult for him?!"

Sylvia slapped the dining table and stood up firmly.

"Raon! Forget it and sit next to me."

She glared at Glenn and Rector, then called Raon over.

"Ahem…"

"Well, I was just…"

Glenn and Rector, flustered, dropped their eyes to the floor.

"Wait, then where should I sit?"

Edgar blinked, standing awkwardly beside Sylvia.

"You should have stepped in to help your son when he was struggling! How could you just sit there and do nothing?"

Sylvia frowned and kicked Edgar.

"Ugh…"

Unable to withstand the sudden attack, Edgar tumbled out of his chair and rolled on the floor.

"Son, come sit with mom."

Sylvia called Raon gently, the same way she had when he was a child.

As expected of my mom!

Wrath cheered, lifting both arms in triumph, declaring that everything had been resolved.

"Yes!"

Raon sighed in relief, nodding in agreement.

Normally, Sylvia’s actions would make him uncomfortable, but today, it was the best and most perfect solution.

"Mm…"

"Nnngh…"

As Raon sat next to Sylvia, Glenn and Rector sighed regretfully.

Now that the difficult situation had been resolved, Raon couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the two.

"Oww…"

Edgar, rubbing his kicked waist, sat in the opposite chair.

"Just a moment before we start eating."

Sylvia lifted the bottle of liquor placed in the center of the table.

She filled Glenn’s, Rector’s, Edgar’s, and Raon’s glasses before returning to her seat.

"I want Raon to pour mine."

"Yes."

Raon nodded, accepting the bottle and filling Sylvia’s glass.

"Since today is a joyous day, I hope everyone will say a few words. I’ll start by saying…"

Sylvia raised the glass Raon had poured for her and gave a faint smile.

"We are a family that has truly been through a lot, so I hope only joyful times await us from now on."

After saying she hoped there wouldn’t be any more worries on anyone’s faces, she looked at Edgar.

"Mm!"

Edgar, realizing Sylvia’s intent, stood up from his chair.

"I have endured painful times, and I'm still enduring that pain. Ah, but it's not severe. Compared to before, it's like heaven. The death knight bastard is scared and isn't moving properly, so things have become quite comfortable. It's all thanks to everyone here. Now, we just need Sia to wake up, and when that time comes soon, for the first time, the whole family will gather..."

“Edgar. Keep the speech short….”

Rector shook his head, as if embarrassed by his son’s lengthy speech.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Let me start again. I think Sylvia, Raon, and Sia went through more difficult times than I did. From now on, as a father, I want to make sure that the three of them always have smiles blooming on their faces.”

Edgar clenched his fist tightly, as if he truly meant it.

“Of course, I have more to say. I can’t just skip over expressing my gratitude to father and father-in-law. I was surprised when father suddenly showed up, too….”

“You should say a few words as well, father-in-law.”

Sylvia cut off Edgar’s words and passed the baton to Rector.

“Hmm….”

Rector nodded as he fiddled with his glass.

“There’s only one thing I wish for, I want you all to be happy.”

He said that was all and then raised his glass toward Glenn.

"I have many regrets in my life."

Glenn let out a rough sigh as he looked at Sylvia and Raon.

“You are a family that came together through hardships more than anyone else, so I hope you do not hurt one another and spend happy times without regrets.”

He looked at Raon with unwavering eyes, as if he was telling him to make sure of that.

“Everyone wishes for happiness, but there won't always be joyful and happy things happening. However...”

Raon calmly stood up from his chair and turned his gaze toward the head of the table.

“If both grandfathers are with us, I feel like we can overcome anything.”

As he said that, he raised his glass toward Glenn and Rector.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

Glenn and Rector, their faces flushing red, let out a series of coughs, as if they hadn’t expected such praise from their grandson.

“Son! You’re really good at socializing!”

Edgar raised his thumb as if proud of him.

“Well, whose son do you think he is!”

Sylvia praised Raon as she pulled him into a tight hug.

“Huh…?”

Raon blinked. He hadn’t been trying to flatter anyone; he was sincere, so the overwhelming response caught him off guard.

The four people at the table looked at Raon’s awkward expression with affectionate smiles.

The King of Essence congratulates you all on getting along better as a family, but...

Wrath grabbed his puffed-up head and screamed.

Now please, let's just eat! You damn humans! This is torture!

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After finishing the meal, Glenn and Rector took a stroll toward the lord’s manor training ground.

“I didn’t know Sylvia was so good at cooking.”

Rector smiled faintly, saying it had been a long time since he had such delicious food.

“I only found out recently as well.”

Glenn sighed deeply as he looked up at the darkening sky.

"...It seems we both have so many regrets."

Rector clicked his tongue as he looked at the fine sand of the training ground.

“They say as you get older, all you can think about are your regrets.”
Glenn shook his head, saying it’s inevitable.

“It seems that way.”

“……”

The two remained silent for a while, gazing at the sky as if savoring the sunset.

"The time when I taught Raon swordsmanship here was the happiest time for me."

Rector smiled faintly, saying it was the moment when he felt true happiness.

“I thought I could live in hell for the rest of my life with that memory alone, but I never imagined an even greater joy would come.”

He smiled more deeply as he looked at Glenn.

“It’s thanks to you, my in-law. Thank you. And I’m sorry.”

Rector bowed his head as he expressed his apology.

“Given my position, I had no choice but to deceive you.”

“I understand. I would have done the same.”

Glenn nodded calmly, saying it was fine.

“And there is something I should thank you for as well.”

Glenn sighed as he looked at Rector.

“Thank you for standing on the side of the Five Demons and protecting Raon. It couldn’t have been easy, yet you endured so much.”

Glenn also bowed his head as he expressed his gratitude to Rector.

The two exchanged warm smiles as their eyes met.

"I feel like I won't have anything more to wish for once Sia wakes up."

Rector said that was his last wish, his fingertips trembling.

"Don't talk like that. You need to be around to see both Raon and Sia get married."

Glenn shook his head, telling him not to cause any more pain for the children.

“That’s true. I misspoke.”

Rector lightly hit his own forehead, saying he had said something awful.

“By the way, how is the Holy Sword Alliance doing?”

Glenn asked with a worried look as he gazed at Rector.

“I received a reply from my disciple. So far, there are no issues.”

Rector narrowed his eyes as he took out a letter from his pocket.

“We didn’t inform the Fallen and the other Five Demons of the Holy Sword Alliance’s new location, so it should be safe for a while.”

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

“But since something might happen, I plan to return as soon as Sia wakes up.”

“That would be best.”

Glenn slightly furrowed his brow, agreeing with him.

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

Rector raised his hand carefully toward Glenn.

“It’s about Raon….”

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After finishing his meal, Raon returned to his room with a box of bead ice cream that he had received as a gift from Helen.

Qui-quickly open it!

Wrath licked his lips as he stared at the cold air flowing out from the gap in the box.

‘…Even after all that, you still want more?’

Raon let out a chuckle as he looked at Wrath. He had eaten most of the dishes in the dining room, yet he wanted to eat more, it seemed that his stomach had grown along with his increased body size.

‘Are you sure you’re not Gluttony?’

Stop comparing me to that useless glutton rabbit! Cough!

Wrath shook his head quickly, saying he absolutely wasn’t.

Stop spouting nonsense and open the box. He’s curious about what kind of bead ice cream it is! Cough!

'I don't think so, but...'

Raon shook his head as he opened the ice cream box.

A long, blue frost spread out, revealing four bead ice creams inside.

Two were mint chocolate with white chocolate chips, and the remaining two were yellow like bananas.

Oooooh!

Wrath let out an exclamation as he looked over the four ice creams at once.

Surviving was worth it! Cough! Come on, eat it! Cough!

‘Which one first?’

Of course, mint chocolate! No, wait, maybe the new flavor? But as they say, the classics never disappoint, so mint chocolate first….

Wrath flailed his arms, unable to make up his mind.

‘If you can’t decide, I’ll choose. Since we’ve had mint chocolate many times….’

Just as Raon was about to try the new flavor—

[You have achieved soul growth through a new emotion.]

[You have achieved a great accomplishment.]

[All stats increase by 30 points.]

[Trait….]

A reward message suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Wha-what is this! Why now! Cough!

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief.

‘Hmm….’

Raon squinted as he looked at the message.

‘It seems to be a reward for the growth of your soul’s rank this time.’

No, he means, why is that being given to you!

Wrath shouted in outrage.

‘How can you complain to me about that?’

Grrr, damn you! You're definitely doing this on purpose!

Wrath clenched his teeth, swearing to destroy the system when he returned to devildom.

‘Come to think of it, I haven’t even checked the previous rewards.’

Raon chuckled as he called up the reward messages he received after the war ended.

Ugggghhh…

Wrath’s eyes began to tremble as the message windows, rising high enough to block his view, filled the space.

‘There are a lot of them. Well, I did do quite a bit, so… huh?’

Raon, laughing as he looked through the messages, suddenly widened his eyes.

‘This reward is….’

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