The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 780

 Chapter 780

 

"What did you just say?"

Raon glared at Wrath, who had suddenly dropped from the sky.

"Are you saying Sia's soul is inside this guy?"

"I don't know if it's Sia or what, but inside that orc's soul, there's definitely a human soul embedded."

Wrath nodded his thick chin, affirming it.

"If you kill that orc, the human soul will vanish along with him!"

He furrowed his eyebrows, warning not to kill him at all costs.

"Is that true?"

Raon narrowed his brow, looking at the Green King.

"……."

The Green King didn't answer again, simply raising the half-broken stone sword.

His sunken eyes, firmly set with red determination, showed that he was prepared to fight to the end.

"Huu…."

Raon clenched Heavenly Drive tightly, grinding his teeth. Since Wrath wouldn't lie, there was no way he could continue fighting.

"What are you thinking?"

"...I only wish to protect myself."

The Green King shook his head, saying that's all it was.

"You, in the end…."

Raon looked into the noble eyes of the Green King and his chin trembled.

'Wait a minute.'

Is this even possible?

Normally, when one puts on the Eden helmet, the monster’s mental world and the owner's mental world overlap, leading to a battle of wills.

He himself had fought Loctar, who entered his mental world and tried to absorb his soul.

However, the fact that Sia's soul still remains within the Green King means the absorption isn't complete. He needed to find out more.

"What is your name?"

Lowering Heavenly Drive to the ground, Raon stared at the Green King.

"It’s Murka."

Unlike when asked about Sia, the Green King told his own name without hesitation.

"Murka?"

"In the human language, it means a tree with deep roots."

"I thought a king wouldn't care for a name, but this is unexpected."

Raon chuckled lightly, shrugging his shoulders.

"……."

The Green King, without easing his guard, wrapped the stone sword in red combative energy.

"My name is Raon Zieghart. I am the younger brother of the human you're currently inhabiting."

Raon revealed his identity, closing and then reopening his eyes.

"Now, can you tell me what happened?"

"I refuse."

Murka, again without giving an answer, firmly gripped the broken stone sword.

"I do not trust humans."

He bared his teeth while glaring at the burnt corpses of orcs.

"Hmm…."

Raon let out a low breath as he looked at Murka, whose anger had grown even deeper.

'This won't be easy.'

Murka had said that he and his kin had been deceived by humans and killed, and afterward, against his will, his soul had been embedded in this body.

It was only natural that he couldn't trust humans.

Wuuuuung!

Murka, seeing Raon's expression harden, seemed to think they would fight again and raised a thick combative energy.

However, Raon, having already sheathed Heavenly Drive, lowered both of his hands.

"I may have gone through something similar to you, but I can't claim to fully understand your feelings."

In his previous life, he lived a hellish life with a leash held by Derus, but after reincarnation, he came to realize the importance of relationships.

But the magnitude of pain was different from Murka, who was being toyed with by Eden even after death.

"I ask of you. I didn’t even know my sister was alive until just recently. I don't want to cause any more pain to the family I've finally met."

Raon showed his sincerity and bowed his head to Murka.

"……."

Murka's hands trembled for a moment, but he didn’t lower his stone sword, as if his thoughts hadn’t changed.

"Hey! Orc bastard."

Wrath twisted his lips as he looked down at the Green King.

"The vessel of the King of Essence is speaking! Answer him! Cough!"

Wrath furrowed his brows as if he himself was frustrated.

"If you don't open your mouth right now, He’ll turn you into an ice block…."

"Stop."

Raon, holding Wrath's arms, shook his head.

"If you get angry… uh."

As Raon tried to calm Wrath, all the strength left his body, and he collapsed on the spot.

No, this felt more like the strength leaving his soul.

"Are, are you alright?"

Wrath quickly came around behind him, supporting his back like a sofa. Soft as cotton candy, he was even more comfortable than a bed.

"You are not in a normal state right now! Cough!"

"Seeing you coughing, you're not in a normal state either."

Raon lightly tapped Wrath’s forehead.

"Don’t joke around! If you push yourself any further, you’ll either die or suffer severe damage to your mental world!"

Wrath shook his head, urging him to stop pushing himself.

"Is it that serious?"

"Even though you have that strange ring, you contain the King of Essence's energy! Surely, there must be a crack in your soul!"

Wrath waved his hands up and down, saying he should stop for now and go rest.

"And we also have to try the new bead ice cream! Cough!"

"So that was your goal, huh."

Raon chuckled, exhaling a long breath.

"But it is true, I am feeling pretty dizzy. Even during the fight, my vision was shaking."

"The fact that you couldn’t even sense the human soul inside that orc proves there was already something wrong! Cough!"

Wrath shook his head, saying Raon hadn’t been in a normal state since entering this mental world.

"Yeah…."

As Wrath said forcing himself to endure and fight might not have been a good choice. Now he was so dizzy he couldn't hold on.

"Murka. I'll return, so next time, I hope you’ll be willing to talk properly."

Raon waved his hand to Murka, who was showing a hardened gaze, and closed his eyes.

Whether it was his soul or his body, both were so exhausted he couldn’t even open his eyes again, falling into sleep just like that.

"……."

Wrath, watching Raon disappear from the mental world, floated up into the air.

Whoooosh!

As blue cold energy rippled like a lake and rose, Wrath, who had been a giant cotton candy, transformed into the monarch of the devildom with frost-colored hair.

"You…."

Murka swallowed hard as he looked at the transformed Wrath.

"You’re not human."

"You saw the blue cloud just a moment ago and still thought the King of Essence was human? You really are an orc without any preconceived notions."

Wrath curled his lips, saying it was absurd.

"You. You’ve suffered deeply at the hands of humans, haven’t you? Your soul is filled with malice and wrath. But the fact that you don’t let it show—that’s impressive."

Wrath could feel the intense wrath radiating from Murka to the point it almost reached him. Yet Murka wasn’t expressing it but holding it back.

It was something not even human saints or sages could do.

"I can’t trust any human."

Murka ground his teeth, saying it wasn’t even worth revealing his wrath to a human.

"I don’t know your past, but there’s one thing I do know."

Wrath raised his slender index finger.

"That young human who disappeared while acting cocky a moment ago. I know very well who that guy is."

“……”

“He pretends to be strong but is weak, pretends to be cold but is warm. He’s different from the humans who kill you, resurrect you, and mock you.”

The Green King remained silent as he slowly lowered the stone sword.

“I’m not saying you should accept it right away. Once you experience it, you’ll understand first.”

Wrath told him to observe and then nodded his head.

“Ah, what a shame. Since that damned brat disappeared, the King of Essence must soon also leave… Cough!”

As he coughed, blood spattered from his mouth. It was a soul wound caused by overexerting himself to help Raon.

"For a demon king, wounds like this are badges of honor."

Wrath smirked and wiped away the blood flowing from his mouth.

“Orc, we shall meet again.”

After waving lightly, he closed his eyes.

"I hope you also like bead ice cream."

With those final words, Wrath disappeared from the mental world.

“Haa…”

It wasn’t until Wrath vanished that Murka lowered the stone sword.

Looking at his feet, which had not retreated even a single step from his original position, he let out a sigh of relief.

* * *

I had a dream.

It wasn't mine, nor was it the ancestor of Zieghart's.

What appeared before my eyes was not the dead forest I had seen in the mental world of Murka, the one called the Green King, but a vast forest filled with vibrant vitality.

It seemed that, because I had spent so much time in Murka's mental world, I ended up dreaming his dream.

In my vision, which had become Murka’s, I saw a young human child. From his appearance and clothing, it was clear he came from a noble bloodline.

On rare occasions, humans who lost their way would come to the heart of the forest, but it was the first time a child appeared alone.

His torn clothes, stained with the blood of other humans, suggested that he had been attacked during his journey and had fled here.

[It’s alright. I won’t harm you.]

Murka gestured and moved clumsily, trying to reassure the child.

Normally, he would have sent the child away immediately, but since he might still be in danger from the attackers, Murka decided to take him to the tribe for now.

[Aaahh!]

Naturally, the child was frightened and screamed, but soon, understanding Murka’s intention, he followed him.

The child named Essian didn't seem to have been a noble from the beginning, he was unspoiled. He enjoyed playing with the orc children, ate meals, and slept together.

At first, the other orcs were worried, but upon seeing Essian enjoy himself with the other children, they accepted him as a guest.

Now that I looked at it, it wasn’t just Murka, the eyes of the other orcs were also full of warmth.

They felt different from the orcs I had known until now.

About a month passed.

Knights and mages began to appear around the forest, searching.

Unlike the attackers, they seemed desperate to find the child.

Realizing that they had come to find the child, Murka asked Essian not to speak of what had happened here and sent him back.

[Thank you. I will definitely repay this kindness, sir!]

Essian thanked Murka and the orcs several times before departing.

As I watched the scene, a smile naturally formed on my face, but then, the scene suddenly shifted.

[Your Majesty, the humans are destroying the forest.]

An orc shaman with a long white beard knelt before Murka.

[This time, it’s different! They’re not just cutting down trees or picking herbs and fruits, they’re trying to destroy the entire forest.]

The shaman raised his fist, insisting they must fight before the humans ruin the forest.

[Let’s watch a little longer.]

Murka calmly shook his head, recalling Essian and other innocent humans to reassure the orcs.

More time passed.

The humans went beyond the shaman’s warning, burning trees and bushes, slaughtering animals, and disrupting the balance of the forest.

[Your Majesty!]

[Your Majesty!]

The orcs knelt before Murka, shouting that they must fight.

[I will go and speak with them myself.]

To avoid war, Murka went to meet the leader of the humans who were destroying the forest.

Confident in his ability to speak the human language, while waiting behind the largest tent, a familiar blond young man caught his eye.

As he sniffed the youth’s scent, he was reminded of the child who had come to the forest twenty years ago.

[Essian?]

[Is it really you, Sir Murka?]

Essian, looking flustered, bowed his head and gave an awkward smile.

[Why on earth are you here…]

[…Ah, I came to stop the deforestation.]

Essian explained that he was an illegitimate child of a high-ranking noble house and had been attacked while traveling to become a successor.

He said that the royal family had ordered the clearing of the forest, but he had come to stop it.

[I see. Thank you.]

Murka nodded at Essian. He felt relieved that the past connection had prevented war.

[By the way, I’d like to see my old friends after such a long time. Would that be okay?]

[Of course. Everyone will remember you.]

Murka took Essian to the tribe.

Essian enjoyed himself as if he had returned to his childhood, playing, drinking, and sleeping with the orcs before leaving.

[Don’t worry. I will definitely stop the deforestation.]

His last words were so trustworthy that they were impossible to doubt.

It seemed Essian had done his job well, as the human camps disappeared, and for two months, not even a shadow of a person was seen.

Just as Murka thought it was fortunate and told the orcs to return to their normal lives.

Flames soared throughout the forest, and the sound of hundreds of horses’ hooves echoed from the hidden paths known only to the orcs.

Humans. They had set fire to the forest and sent knights through paths that only orcs could use.

And.

[Kill the filthy orc bastards who speak human language!]

At the head of the extermination army sent to massacre the orcs was Essian, who Murka had trusted. His once innocent eyes now filled with hatred as he beheaded the orcs.

Later, Murka learned the truth. Essian needed achievements to become the successor of his family, and he planned to accomplish that through the clearing of the forest and the extermination of the orcs.

The child, who had once crossed the boundary between human and monster and accepted the kindness of their souls, had become a true monster driven mad by power and wealth.

[Protect the children!]

[Protect the king!]

The attack had been so sudden that the orcs died protecting the children, trying to stop the flames, and guarding the incompetent king.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

Murka, drawing the stone sword he had never wielded, charged toward the knights. After his vision blurred with red blood, all that remained were the bodies of humans and orcs tangled together.

The orcs barely managed to fend off the attack and drive the humans back to the village outside the forest, thanks to their unique strength and wisdom.

However, there was no time to be relieved.

Before they knew it, rumors spread that it wasn't humans who attacked the orcs, but the orcs who attacked the human village, and eventually, the continent's strong ones flocked to the forest.

Ten humans died, and a hundred orcs died.

A hundred humans died, and a thousand orcs died.

The forest, once full of lush greenery, was now covered with death.

Murka sent the young orcs, who had not yet awakened their intelligence, down the last hidden path and remained in the forest with the warriors.

They still followed this ignorant and foolish idiot as their king.

Rumble! Rumble!

Before Murka had the chance to apologize to his subordinates, human heroes broke through the forest barrier and charged in.

[Roaaar!]

Murka swung his cracked stone sword and let out a roar toward the humans and this world.

[My name is Murka! The most foolish king in this world!]

After that, Raon’s vision went red.

* * *

“Haaah!”

Raon lifted his upper body and opened his eyes.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead due to the vivid dream that felt as if he had experienced it himself.

‘So that’s what he went through….’

He now understood why Murka had said he couldn’t trust humans.

A human returned his warm kindness with a sword. Even himself. No, if it had been him, he would have destroyed all the humans on the continent.

'This won't be easy.'

Seeing Murka’s past, it seemed extremely difficult to draw out his heart. However, for the sake of Sylvia and Rector, he could not give up.

Are you just waking up now? Cough...

Wrath climbed up onto the bracelet and let out a dry cough.

The King of Essence is hungry. Quickly get up and eat!

Wrath shook his head, saying his stomach was sticking to his back.

‘Hmm, still looks plump to me?’

Raon tilted his head, grabbing both of Wrath’s cheeks and stretching them.

Shut up! The King of Essence is a noble monarch and simply does not show it! Cough!

He furrowed his brows, urging Raon to get up.

‘Yeah. I should get up.’

Raon smiled faintly and began to rise.

[You have drawn out the true energy of <Wrath>]

[You have achieved victory against an overwhelmingly strong opponent.]

[You have achieved an impossible feat.]

[All stats have...]

[Trait...]

A message appeared indicating that his stats and traits had increased.

Damn it all!

Wrath trembled while looking at the message.

As if being hungry wasn't enough! It feels like my stomach is cramping! Cough!

He shouted in frustration, waving his plump hands.

You really never stop tormenting the King of Essence!

'The growth messages are nice, but…'

Raon dismissed the message and got out of bed.

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

 

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