The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 781

 Chapter 781

 

Raon asked Helen for a favor before heading to Federick’s mansion.

'How long have I been sleeping?'

Two days.

Wrath clicked his tongue, muttering in disdain.

The King of Essence doesn’t understand why a young brat like you is so weak. When he was your age, he slept using lava as a blanket.

‘Wait, you were the one who told me to rest...’

When they met in the mental world, he told him not to push himself because he might die, but now he was angry that Raon woke up late. He was an absurd demon king.

Hmph, one should naturally wake up after a single day! The King of Essence hasn’t been able to eat anything for two days, and his stomach is cramping! Cough!

Wrath shook his head, saying he was suffering from only being able to smell food.

‘You’re coughing again. Are you okay?’

He slept a little, so he’s feeling somewhat better. Cough!

Although he told Raon not to worry, he was still dry-coughing. It seemed he wasn’t in great condition yet.

‘Isn’t there some medicine you can take?’

Hmph! You, a mere brat, worrying about the King of Essence? Wait until the blood on your head dries… Cough!

Wrath furrowed his brows, telling him not to talk nonsense.

‘You always make such a big deal when it comes to me getting rewards…’

Th-that's different! Do you think it's pleasant for the King of Essence’s powers to just go into your filthy mouth!

He shook his head, saying there was no need to worry. He was so capricious, switching back and forth, that Raon didn't know how to respond.

Just bring me food!

‘Alright, alright.’

After a short chat with Wrath, Raon found himself standing in front of Federick’s mansion.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

Upon knocking, the kind voice of Federick was heard from inside the mansion.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, Raon saw Federick tending to a patient in the clinic.

“Raon. It seems you’ve finally woken up….”

“Raon!”

As Federick smiled and waved, Merlin came rushing out from inside the clinic.

Hiiik! Cough! Hiiik! Cough!

Wrath let out a scream, followed by a series of coughs, as if genuinely shocked.

“Did you sleep well? I carried you all the way to the annex building!”

Merlin waved her hand as if asking if he didn’t remember.

“Your grandfather followed us the entire time with his eyes wide open like a stalker!”

She giggled, brazenly joking about Glenn.

“Head of house? No, more importantly, what are you doing here?”

Raon, equally surprised to see Merlin here, widened his eyes.

“Well, my mother, father, and grandfather (rector) are all here. I have to be here to attend to them.”

Merlin tilted her head, as if it was only natural.

“Don’t you think you should change the way you address them…?”

Raon trembled his chin as he looked at Merlin. Even if he let it slide during the war because things were urgent, he didn’t expect her to keep using those titles. She was really an uncontrollable woman.

"Hey! If you're here, get her out of here!"

Martha came out from behind Merlin, frowning.

“She keeps interrupting while I’m trying to treat the patients!”

“But it’s only right that I change my parents’ bandages.”

Merlin shrugged her shoulders as if she didn’t see the problem.

“That’s what’s interfering! You can’t even wrap them properly!”

Martha gritted her teeth, glaring at Merlin.

“And what are you doing here?”

Raon sighed, looking at Martha, who had turned red in the face.

“There are too many patients, so I’ve been helping.”

Martha tilted her head as if to say, "Can't you see?"

“Are you still learning medicine?”

"She's absorbing everything I teach her. She might surpass me soon."

Federick chuckled, saying Martha's talent seems to be in medicine rather than the sword.

“You’re still thinking about back then, aren’t you...?”

Martha began studying medicine out of self-loathing, unable to do anything while the Light Wind division lay dying after being attacked by the Demonic Monarch of Azure Flame, Orgos. It seemed that memory still weighed heavily on her heart.

“That’s part of it, but mostly because I want to save my mom.”

Martha bit her lip, lowering her head.

“Hm…”

"Even though I shouted to you that I would definitely save my mom, inside I was more than half giving up."

She let out a low sigh and put down the blood-stained bandage.

"I thought it was absolutely impossible for me, still just a Master, to defeat the White Blood Religion’s leader, who is among the top of the Transcenders. But..."

Martha met Raon’s eyes with a faint smile.

“After seeing you save your family… No, after seeing how all your family members protected each other, I gained courage.”

She nodded, saying she now had hope that she could save her mom too.

“I see…”

Raon lowered his head slightly, smiling.

Though he hadn't saved everyone yet, hearing that Martha had gained courage, his own determination to save Sia arose.

“For that day, I will do whatever it takes.”

Martha, showing a determined look, asked Raon to help her save her mom.

“Yes. I’ll help you until the end.”

Feeling Martha's determination, Raon nodded heavily.

“Huhu.”

Federick smiled softly, pleased by Raon and Martha’s conversation.

“……”

Unexpectedly, Merlin didn't say anything. Seeing her fingers twitch, it seemed she wanted to butt in, but since it was a family matter, she seemed to have held back in her own way.

Wow! The beef girl has grown even more.

Wrath, exhaling in admiration, clapped for Martha.

'You say that every time.'

This time, he means it! She’s not just a docile herbivore anymore, she’s showing real claws now!

Wrath grinned, as if eagerly anticipating what was to come.

You must’ve played a big role in that change.

‘Are you complimenting me now?’

The beef girl is one of the King of Essence’s subordinates, after all. Cough!

Wrath lifted his chin even while coughing, saying he takes responsibility for his subordinates to the end.

‘Yes, that’s how it should be. They’re family, and subordinates, and you have to take responsibility to the end.’

Raon pondered Wrath’s words and then turned to Federick.

“How are my mother and the others?”

“They haven’t woken up yet, but they’re on the road to recovery.”

Federick raised his hand, as if to assure Raon not to worry.

“Can I see them for a moment?”

“I’ll guide you!”

Merlin, as if waiting for the opportunity, jumped ahead and opened the door to the room on the right.

“Hoo…”

Raon exhaled softly as he entered the patient room.

"I've been taking care of them all along. I changed their bandages, gave them medicine, and even massaged them!"

Merlin smiled brightly, lowering her head slightly as if expecting praise.

“Hm…”

As Merlin said, Sylvia, Rector, and Edgar’s complexions had improved.

Their breathing was much more stable than before, so it seemed they would wake up soon.

Mom! Cough!

Wrath clung to Sylvia’s forehead, sniffling.

This brat hasn’t been feeding me and has only been sleeping! He misses you, mom!

He patted Sylvia's head, telling her to get up quickly.

"Thank you. Really."

Raon bowed deeply to Merlin. He was grateful and sorry for everything that happened during and after the war.

"Why are you bowing between us?"

Merlin straightened his waist, telling him to stand up, and held both his hands tightly.

"Already showing affection in front of family? Isn't it a bit early?"

She narrowed her eyes and curled her lips upward.

"...You're the one who grabbed my hands."

Raon released Merlin's hands and shook his shoulders.

"By the way, Sia. No, where is my sister?"

In this room, only Edgar, Rector, and Sylvia were present, and Sia was nowhere to be seen.

"There's a possibility she might go out of control, so grandfather is restraining her.

Merlin pointed toward the main building, saying that Glenn was protecting Sia.

"Merlin, I need to enter my sister's mental world again. Can you help me?"

"Right now? That’s going to be hard."

"It's fine."

His body and mind were still stiff and sore, but having seen Murka's past, he couldn't just stand still.

"Alright."

Merlin said she needed time, so she would go ahead to prepare and then left for the lord’s manor.

She seemed to treat entering the audience chamber, which even the direct line feared, like a walk in the park. It was absurd even to watch.

Aren’t you going to follow right away?

'There's something I need to do first.'

Raon left Federick's mansion and returned to the annex building.

In that short time, the dining table in the annex building was set with dishes carefully prepared by Helen and the maids.

"You did the right thing! If you want to protect everyone, you must eat well, at least!"

Helen said with relief as she pushed the dishes toward him.

Gasp! Wh-What is this! These foods! Cough!

Wrath was drooling uncontrollably as he looked at the dishes, as if he had never expected something like this.

'While you were whining about being hungry, I asked Helen to prepare some food.'

Raon waved his hand as he sat in front of the table.

'Now’s not really the time. When everyone wakes up, I’ll throw a party with the food you like.'

This much is more than enough!

Wrath smiled contentedly, saying he was satisfied with just this.

'Then, for the first bite...'

Of course, it's pineapple pizza!

He pointed at a pizza with an entire side topped with pineapple, as if it was obvious.

'Ah...'

* * *

Raon explained what had happened in the mental world and Murka's dream to Glenn and Merlin, who were waiting in the underground audience chamber.

"Hmm, that's an incident I haven't heard of before. Or rather, there are so many that I don't even know where to start."

Glenn furrowed his brow, saying that even now, people were still making a name for themselves by hunting down peacefully living monsters or capturing mystical creatures.

"If the entire orc tribe had that kind of wisdom and intelligence, they must have been an ancient race."

Merlin stroked her old woman mask and let out a low sigh.

"Ancient race?"

"Eden's ultimate goal. Special beings who lived during the time when the Dragon of Destruction ruled. They possessed wisdom and strength beyond humans."

She clicked her tongue, saying there probably weren’t many of them left.

"That human named Essian must have returned to the forest because he knew the orcs, including the Green King, were from an ancient race and wanted to make a great achievement."

Merlin clenched her fist, saying it was a despicable act. She seemed to have experienced something similar herself.

Sob....

Wrath suddenly sobbed, lowering his head.

He didn't know it went that far... poor guy!

Wrath empathized with Murka’s fury and despair, his eyes turning red.

'That's right. We should help him find peace.'

Raon sighed and looked at Merlin.

"I’ll go back in."

"Okay. Got it."

Merlin asked him to wait for a moment and began gathering mana in both hands.

"Are you sure you’ll be okay?"

Glenn narrowed his eyes, worried.

"Going into someone else's mental world repeatedly isn't good."

"Right now, I'm the only one who can do it. Besides…."

Raon smiled faintly and nodded.

"I want to wake up my sister before my mother wakes up."

"I see…."

Glenn, knowing he couldn't stop him, gently patted his shoulder.

"Just don't overdo it."

"Yes."

Raon nodded and looked at Merlin. Wrath wiggled his hand.

This time, the King of Essence won't follow you.

Wrath shook his head, saying his belly was full and he would sleep inside the bracelet.

He had said everything he needed to say to that guy.
‘Needed to say?’
Yeah, something like that!

He refused to say more and went inside the bracelet.

'So bland.'

Raon chuckled lightly and looked at Merlin. She nodded as if she was ready.

"Then, I’ll be off."

Raon took a deep breath and reached out toward the blue pillar Merlin had set up.

Whaaaa!

The sight of Glenn and Merlin faded away in an instant, replaced by a forest that had died black. It was Murka’s mental world.

Just like the first time, Murka stood at the center of the forest, holding a half-broken stone sword.

"Why have you come again?"

He furrowed his brow.

"I said I would come again."

Raon approached Murka while drawing Heavenly Drive.

Rumble!

Murka seemed to take it as a sign to fight and raised thick combative energy on his stone sword.

"Let’s spar."

Unlike Murka, Raon focused a calm wave of energy into Heavenly Drive and pointed it forward.

"What…?"

Murka widened his eyes, wondering what he was saying.

"We swordsmen of Zieghart build camaraderie and sharpen our skills through sparring. It’s a way to practice swordsmanship without any intent to kill."

“……”

Murka’s eyes quivered, he had no idea what Raon was thinking.

Thud.

Raon stepped closer to the bewildered Murka and lightly tapped the stone sword with Heavenly Drive.

"Since our swords have met, I’ll take it that you’ve accepted."

With a light smile, Raon struck Murka’s stone sword forcefully. The loud clashing sound echoed, and Murka staggered as if his arm was about to fly off.

“Ugh!”

Murka furrowed his brows deeply and swung his stone sword roughly.

Boom!

Raon blocked Murka’s attack and slowly opened his mouth.

"I too was once held on a leash by a human."

What? What are you talking about now...?"

"Though I wasn't deceived like you, my soul was caught in that person's hands from the beginning. There was nothing I wanted to do, and nothing I could do."

He revealed his past to the trembling Murka. Of course, since he couldn’t talk about his reincarnation, he adjusted the story slightly, making it seem like something he had experienced during his childhood.

"...That's how I was able to save Habun Castle. Thinking back now, each and every moment was like walking on thin ice. Maybe it was luck, or maybe it was the recklessness of my younger self, and the commander of Habun Castle, who looked favorably upon me. Ah, there's a child and a gift I brought from there. Now, that child is... Hm? Looks like time's up."

Raon looked at his hand, which was becoming faint as if he were about to disappear, and let out a small laugh.

Because there had been so much he had experienced, the time allowed in the mental world had ended while he was talking about Habun Castle.

"I'll be back soon."

Raon waved his hand to the still bewildered Murka, and disappeared like smoke from the mental world.

"So...."

Murka bit his lip deeply as he looked at the spot where Raon had vanished.

"Who is that child, and what is the gift...."

* * *

Wooooong!

The light that had surged from the helmet disappeared, and Raon sagged limply.

"It seems it's over."

Merlin smiled gently as she looked at Raon.

"Indeed."

Glenn nodded and moved Sia to the bed first.

"Hup."

Meanwhile, Merlin lifted Raon onto her back and stood up.

"Then I'll leave Raon in the annex building...."

"Not so fast."

Glenn blocked Merlin's path, frowning.

"Today, I will carry him."

"Pardon? Why?"

"You carried him yesterday, so isn't it only right that I take him today?"

He reached out as if refusal wasn't an option.

"Huh? What kind of reasoning is that?"

Merlin didn't release her hold on Raon, indicating she wouldn't allow it.

"I can't smell Raon except at times like this!"

"Smell? What smell!  Stop saying weird things!"

Glenn firmly said no to her, moved his fingers, and suddenly Raon, who had been on Merlin’s back, was now in his hands.

"Even if you're grandfather, no means no!"

Merlin shouted no and clung to Glenn’s long coat.

"Ugh...."

Glenn trembled his lips as he looked at Merlin, who clung to him like a leech.

"Are you not afraid of me?"

“Huh? Why would I be afraid of you, grandfather?”

Merlin shook her head with wide eyes.

'What is with this woman....'

Unlike others, she didn't find him intimidating and even called him grandfather, which he couldn't comprehend.

He wanted to shoo her off, but because she had been a savior to both Raon and Sia, he couldn’t treat her carelessly, which frustrated him.

"Enough! Today, I'm taking him!"

With those words, Glenn began climbing the stairs.

"No, you’re not!"

Merlin shook her head and clapped her hands, Raon, who was in Glenn's hands, returned to Merlin's back.

"I'm leaving first!"

"Where do you think you're going!"

Glenn reached out again, and Raon slipped out and was caught in his grasp. Determined not to be played by Merlin, he climbed the stairs immediately.

"Aaaah!"

Merlin screamed and chased after Glenn.

“Even if you're grandfather, there are things I can’t yield!”

The two of them, playing a game of tag, made their way to the annex building together, arguing the whole way.

* * *

As soon as Raon regained consciousness, he went back to the audience chamber and entered Murka's mental world again.

While sparring with him, he continued to talk about the path he'd walked.

"...That's how I was able to defeat the monsters of Eden and save the Ragged Saint. I’m glad I was able to repay the kindness I received during my childhood.”

"Those Eden bastards really don’t leave anything untouched."

"I was once kidnapped by Eden during a mission, and just when I thought there was no way out, the head of house and others came to rescue me. The feelings I had at that time… I can’t express them in words. It was the day I realized the intangible value of relationships."

"Relationships are a value treasured even among our tribe. To have helped even those who disliked you… your family must be like a tribe."

"The House Arianne we fought this time, used to have a place called the Swamp of Death. Eden's Specter...."

"To do such things that toy life and insult the dead to that extent, such a being must have their soul obliterated. It’s a relief you dealt with it."

At first, Murka didn’t even respond, but he listened intently, feeling joy, shock, and even confusion at Raon’s story.

He seemed to be fully immersed in the stories shared during their spar.

"...And so, this time I was able to save my family."

Raon let out a deep sigh and lowered his sword. Ending with the story of being reunited with his family, he had told everything about his life.

He had nothing more to say.

“Then your story hasn’t ended yet.”

Murka lowered his stone sword to the ground.

"Just like my ancestors, I wanted to build a good relationship with humans. Humans like you."

His gaze, which had been looking up at the gray sky, slowly fell back onto Raon.

"It seems that has finally been achieved."

Murka smiled with eyes full of warmth, not combative energy.

"You...."

"The vow I made to protect that child is to not move from this spot. And to not let my mind succumb."

He nodded and reversed his grip on the stone sword.

"What are you suddenly talking about?"

Raon frowned as he looked at Murka.

"Thank you."

Murka drew an even deeper smile and stabbed his own chest with the broken stone sword.

Thud!

The stone sword pierced through his chest, and red blood flowed down.

"Murka!"

"It’s the vow I made, if I died here at the hands of another, the child named Sia would never wake up. I believed it was better for her to never awaken than to be used as a killing machine by those devil-like bastards."

Murka, spitting black blood from his mouth, told Raon about the vow he had made.

"But with you, it's different. I trust you and want to bring that child back to life."

He pulled out the stone sword, still wearing a smile.

Splurt!

Red blood, no different from a human's, gushed out and stained the blackened forest.

"Why on earth...?"

Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at Murka.

"Why did you protect a human when you were deceived by one?"

He couldn’t believe that Murka, who had been betrayed by humans, had made a vow to protect Sia all this time.

"Just because a beast bites doesn’t mean I have to become one too."

Murka, in his orc form, smiled and spoke more humanly than anyone.

"Through this child’s eyes, I will continue to watch your life until the end."

With those final words, Murka and the other orcs turned into black ash and scattered.

Whoooosh!

A faint light surged up from the ground that Murka had been standing on until the very end.

 

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