The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 738

 Chapter 738

 

Kyaaaaaaaak.

‘Shut up before I really feed you nadine bread.’

Raon pushed Wrath, who was screeching like a cat, away and carefully checked the reward messages.

[You have achieved an impossible feat.]

[You have accomplished a feat that will change the history of the continent.]

[All stats have increased by 50 points.]

[The rank of the trait <Backstab> has increased by two stars.]

[The rank of the trait <Perception of the Snow Flower> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Blade that Severs Death> has increased by two stars.]

[The rank of the trait <Flame that Overcomes Death> has increased.]

The first rewards that appeared were a 50-point increase to all stats and rank increases for the traits he used in this time.

Fifty! Another fifty points!

Wrath frowned as he hit the message with his round fist.

It's giving away too much!

‘This time, I deserved it.’

If he hadn’t exposed Derus’ true identity at the Conference of the Six Kings, Derus would have used the power of house Robert to cause a disaster of unprecedented scale.

Thousands, no, tens of thousands of people could have died, so it was a reward he fully deserved.

‘The increase in the ranks of Perception of the Snow Flower and Back Stab must be because I took down the King of Ghost.’

The increase in those two traits seemed to be a reward for defeating the King of Ghost through assassination rather than direct confrontation.

‘The traits related to the energy of death are definitely because of Derus.’

The increase in the rank of <Blade that Severs Death> and <Flame that Overcomes Death> was due to Raon using them to expose Derus’ true identity.

Who would've thought that wretched scum would end up being helpful to him.

‘Lastly….’

Raon checked the reward he gained thanks to the recognition of Wrath.

[You have earned the recognition of <Wrath>.]

[You have received an additional reward.]

[All stats have increased by 20 points.]

[The trait <Divine Power Resistance> has been created.]

Wrath seemed to have enjoyed Uriel's twisted expression so much that the system added another all stats increase by 20 points.

However, what surprised Wrath wasn't the stats points, but the trait <Divine Power Resistance> listed below.

Divine Power Resistance is just too much!

Wrath gritted his teeth so hard it made a grinding noise.

Why did the system give such a high-level trait, only possessed by the top demons in the devildom, to a brat like this?

He shook his head wildly, unable to accept it.

At this rate, my main body will be nothing but a pile of bones! And not even strong bones, but soft, melting ones!

Wrath vented his frustration as if the system were a living entity.

‘Is this trait really that incredible?’

Raon tilted his head as he looked at the Divine Power Resistance.

Of course it is!

Wrath suddenly raised his head.

Just as demons possess demonic energy, heavenly race are surrounded by divine power! archangels can spread immense divine power just by existing! Don’t you remember how the humans froze like broken puppets in front of Uriel!

Wrath furrowed his brows as he explained how archangels could suppress a human's soul just like a demon king could with demonic energy.

Even the likes of the nadine bread old man and other Transcenders aren't free from the influence of divine power, yet you, with your disgustingly weak self, have gained resistance to it, so of course it's incredible!

Wrath screamed, wondering why Raon was so lucky.

You're probably the only one in the entire dimension who gained Divine Power Resistance right after encountering an angel! The King of Essence only got it after fighting through grueling wars!

Wrath pounded his chest, saying that his frustration had reached its peak.

‘Now that you mention it, you're right.’

Raon smiled as he watched Wrath turn his head in frustration. Seeing how Wrath was venting his anger, it seemed like this trait would be a great asset.

‘I’ll definitely be clashing with the angels in the future.’

Seeing how the archangel Uriel was helping Derus, it was likely that Raon would have to fight other archangels as well.

He needed to raise this trait for that day.

‘Thank you.’

Raon thanked Wrath and looked down at the King of Ghost, who was trembling in pain.

The King of Ghost appeared like an old man who could be found anywhere, but even with his energy center shattered, his eyes were still terrifyingly sharp.

They were the kind of eyes that could make anyone shudder just by looking at them.

“"How does it feel to see your family's downfall?"

“It… It’s not my family….”

The King of Ghost shook his head, biting his lips until they bled.

“I’m just an employee...”

“You’re pretty angry for just an employee.”

Raon looked down at the King of Ghost, who could no longer hide his emotions, and smiled faintly.

"Don't be so arrogant. My revenge will be carried out by Sir Derus…"

"No, Derus will meet a fate even more gruesome than yours."

Raon snapped the King of Ghost's neck, revealing a killing intent so intense that even he felt a chill down his spine.

“Urrghhh!”

The King of Ghost, overwhelmed by pain and fear, shed tears from his wrinkled eyes.

“I promise you, Derus will suffer a death more gruesome than any death in this world.”

“Aaaah…”

The King of Ghost’s eyes quivered as he seemed more worried about Derus’ death than his own, before finally breathing his last.

Raon searched the King of Ghost's body once more, discarding useless assassination weapons and poison, when a thin booklet titled "King of Ghost Manual" fell out.

‘King of Ghost Manual?’

As Raon flipped through the booklet, he found that it contained the King of Ghost's assassination techniques and footwork.

‘The footwork might be useful.’

Although he didn’t need the assassination techniques, the footwork could be somewhat helpful.

After taking away the booklet, Raon returned to the front of house Robert estate.

The warriors and mages of the Six Kings were gathered, watching the collapsed and burning Robert estate, while countless swordsmen and retainers of house Robert lay subdued before them.

“Aaaargh!”

“Our family… Our family!”

“No….”

“Please, spare us! We did nothing wrong!”

Those who weren’t bound by Derus’ leash still couldn’t accept the situation and were wailing in despair.

Now, they had to decide who to kill and who to spare.

Raon sighed softly as he looked at the people drowning in despair.

‘I want to do it myself, but…’

If he personally participated, he could quickly identify the enemies, but if he stepped forward now, his past identity as the assassin Raon might really be exposed.

For now, it was time to leave it to Federick and Glenn.

“I’m back.”

Raon brushed off the dust and blood from his clothes and bowed his head to Glenn, who stood before the flames.

Glenn looked at Raon with a complex gaze before turning his eyes away.

“Hey!”

Martha came running from the right and shoved her face close to Raon's.

“Where have you been, and why are you only coming now…Sir?”

She furrowed her brows in displeasure but added "sir" at the end.

“Does it really matter why the division leader suddenly left? Look at this—there was no point in fighting since all Six Kings attacked this family.”

Burren shrugged, saying there wasn’t much to do.

“I was just in the back.”

Runaan blinked as she said she only protected the swordsmen with her frost.

“Me too!”

Dorian scratched his head with a silly grin.

"Seriously, why does everyone seems to go easy on Raon?"

Martha snorted as she watched the Light Wind swordsmen smiling.

"Why do you think Raon acted alone? It means he trusts me completely."

Rimmer thumped his chest as if to say they could always rely on him.

"But what’s with that old man?"

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the corpse of the King of Ghost in Raon's hand.

"An assassin who was killing people on the outskirts. He tried to escape, so I tracked him down and captured him."

Raon laid the corpse of the King of Ghost in front of everyone.

"An assassin?"

"Yes. He called himself the King of Ghost."

Raon mentioned the name to make sure the danger of Derus was more evident.

"The King of Ghost...?"

"The King of Ghost! He’s one of the greatest assassins of the previous generation!"

"He's not just any assassin! Even during his active years, his martial power was at the realm of Grandmaster!"

"And you tracked down and killed such a monster?"

"That's insane...."

"I swore I wouldn't be surprised by anything the Light Wind division Leader did, but this is just... beyond words."

The warriors and magicians of the Six Kings stared at Raon with shaken eyes, as if facing a monster that defied common sense.

"The King of Ghost...?"

Roenn approached, his eyes wide, and examined the face of the King of Ghost.

"He came to kill me once before but ran away. He didn't even bother to cover his face, probably because he was confident. He has wrinkles now, but it's the same face."

He nodded as he confirmed the King of Ghost's identity.

"He was so fast that even I couldn't catch him. You've done an incredible thing, young master Raon."

Roenn laughed heartily, acknowledging the magnitude of Raon's achievement.

"That monster bastard...."

"As expected, he didn’t just leave on impulse."

"He's truly amazing today."

Martha twisted her lips in disbelief, Burren muttered in admiration, as if he'd expected it, and Runaan quietly nodded.

Screeeech!

Glenn, who had been watching the sinking House Robert, turned his back.

Facing the countless eyes gathered here, he raised Heavenly Tremor.

"In the name of the Six Kings. No, in the name of the Five Kings, I declare this. From this moment, Derus Robert and anyone bearing the name of Robert will be treated as enemies of the continent."

Glenn's proclamation carried a grand authority that seemed to resonate not just across the coast, but throughout the entire continent.

Flap! Flap! Flap!

Hundreds of birds and magical images rose into the sky, spreading his voice and anger across the continent.

Raon clenched his fist as he looked at Glenn, whose eyes seemed to burn with flames.

'The day I've been dreaming of has finally come.'

A vow he had made at birth had finally come true after over 20 years.

The fulfillment of his dream brought new vitality to his weary body and soul.

'However...'

This is not the end, but the beginning.

Derus' plans haven't stopped yet. He had to keep pursuing him and destroy everything the scum had.

'Especially, I can't yield Derus' neck to anyone.'

Even if Glenn was the one asking, Raon had no intention of handing over Derus’ head.

He would rise to Transcendence and sever both his body and soul.

Raon swallowed his deepening anger as he made a new resolution in his heart.

*   *   *

"The King of Ghost is dead."

Derus Robert rubbed his temple, his eyes narrowing.

"Dead...?"

Kubara widened her eyes as if questioning what he meant.

"The signal from the rage worm embedded in the King of Ghost's heart has been cut off."

Derus Robert let out a deep sigh, as if he could see the color draining from his face.

"That foolish old man. I only needed him to bring back the soul severing orb."

He gritted his teeth, regretting that he had given the King of Ghost too much autonomy.

Kubara also seemed to understand the situation now and lowered her head.

"If the King of Ghost who was in the underground cave is dead...."

"Yes. It's Raon Zieghart."

Derus pushed back his blood-soaked hair, his brow furrowing.

'It can only be him.'

The King of Ghost was supposed to retrieve the soul severing orb, filled with the blood and resentment of the children he had killed.

If he was dead while in the underground cave, the only culprit could be Raon Zieghart.

'Nothing is going right.'

His identity had been exposed, house Robert was ruined, and now he had lost the soul severing orb, which could have created numerous controlled zombie assassins. His head felt like it was going to explode with rage and frustration.

"Raon Zieghart!"

Unable to hold it in any longer, Derus struck the rock he had been leaning against.

BOOOOM!

The rock shattered into dust under his fist.

"I'm sorry. I should have gone to retrieve it…."

Kubara didn't move from her spot, even as rock fragments fell around her.

"Enough, just report the situation."

"...Vardiel and Beorn are moving to the safehouse. Although the damage is significant, thanks to our preparations, the main forces have been preserved."

She lowered her head, explaining that the strongest members of house Robert, including Cloud palace, White Elephant palace, and the Battle Demon division, had survived.

"When will they arrive at the safehouse?"

"Because they have to take a detour, they should arrive around noon tomorrow."

Derus let out a low groan as the pain from the wound on his back and chest intensified.

'Why is this damn wound healing so slowly? Even Glenn’s sword scar wasn’t this bad….'

He looked down at the wound, biting his lip, unable to understand.

"Uriel!"

Derus raised his gaze toward Uriel, who was standing at the edge of the cliff.

"You know, don't you? Raon Zieghart. What exactly is he?"

"I have a question as well."

Uriel looked at Derus with a face as if the world had collapsed.

"Do I look like a pigeon to you?"

He asked the absurd question with an elegant gaze.

"What? What did you just say...?"

Derus widened his eyes, seeing Uriel's distorted expression.

"I asked if I look like a pigeon."

Uriel folded his wings and wrinkled his nose.

"This... crazy...."

Derus let out a frustrated breath, clearly not expecting such a question.

"You there."

Uriel called out to Kubara, who had remained silent.

"Ah, yes...."

Kubara trembled as she lowered her head.

"Do I look like a pigeon?"

"No, not at all. You are surrounded by a light more noble than any other being."

She answered sincerely, lowering her gaze.

"I know that. I'm different from you humans. But that Raon... he called me a pigeon. That ugly word won't leave my mind."

Uriel muttered, swallowing dryly as he fiddled with the trumpet at his waist.

"Enough with the nonsense! He must have insulted you on purpose!"

Derus waved his hand dismissively, telling him to stop talking nonsense.

"Just tell me what’s attached to him! What is that vile power you spoke of…."

"It's the demon king."

Uriel's expression calmed as he lifted his eyelids.

"...Demon king?"

"Yes. The worst of the demon kings, the Monarch of Wrath, Wrath."

He frowned, saying that the power Raon used was Wrath's authority.

“Wrath… So that's it! That’s why!”

Derus looked at the wounds on his chest and the back of his hand, stretching his lips into a long, wicked smile.

“Yes, that explains his talent and memories!”

He finally exclaimed that he had found the entity behind Raon.

"Though I might be wrong..."

Uriel turned his back again after watching Derus burst into wild laughter.

He slowly exhaled as he watched his wound begin to heal.

"And the power of the ring as well."

*   *   *

The heads of the Five Kings immediately convened a conference after annihilating house Robert.

“Derus Robert was somewhat prepared for this. He managed to pull out a considerable number of forces before we arrived.”

Roseline, the master of the Black Market, pointed to the list of casualties from house Robert as she continued speaking.

“Cloud Palace, White Elephant Palace, and the Battle Demon division were the first to escape to the sea, while others bought time during their retreat."

She let out a bitter laugh, calling them ruthless humans.

"What kind of force do those who escaped represent?"

King Lecross raised his hand and asked.

"In brief, it amounts to about half of Robert's forces."

Roseline sighed, mentioning that they were all strong individuals.

“How is the pursuit going?”

Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the map of the continent.

“They disappeared without using dimensional gates, most likely using that divine power.”

Roseline shook her head, indicating that tracking them down wouldn't be easy.

"Still, there's one fortunate thing..."

She smiled as she pointed to house Robert's, marked with an X.

“We managed to prevent the other half from falling into Derus' hands.”

“Yes, we should focus on what we've gained rather than what we've lost.”

Chamber nodded in agreement with Roseline's words.

“Derus was preparing for war, wasn't he? We secured a significant amount of resources. That will be a great asset in the coming battles.”

She gestured with her fingers, listing the food, weapons, equipment, and elixirs they had obtained.

“Our agents are searching the entire continent, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

Roseline lightly tapped her chest as if asking for more time.

After conveying a few more facts, she sat down.

"For now, let's conclude the first part here."

Chamber clapped her hands, saying her head hurt, and the heads of the neutral factions who had been occupying their seats all left the room.

Only the heads of the Five Kings and Roseline remained.

"We barely managed to reduce the Five Demons to Four, but now it's back to the Five Kings and Five Demons."

Chamber bit her lip in frustration.

“Derus Robert. It's all because of that bastard.”

Ogram clenched his fist, still shaking with anger.

“Why, why did he do it….”

Larian tilted her head, curious about the reason.

“At this point, the reason doesn’t matter.”

King Lecross shook his head, saying they were merely beings to be cut down.

"The reason is not important now that things have turned out like this."

Chamber raised a finger, setting up a barrier of mana to ensure no sound escaped.

"And what is that?"

“The relationship between Raon Zieghart and Derus Robert.”

Her gaze turned sharply toward Glenn.

"You're the most curious one here, aren't you, mister?"

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