The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 739

Chapter 739

 

Glenn silently looked at Chamber as if telling her to continue.

“Now that I think about it, the conversation between Raon and Derus was really strange.”

Chamber tapped the round table with her palm.

“It seemed like it made sense, but at the same time, it didn’t. It felt like something was off.”

She shook her head as she recalled their conversation.

“I thought the same.”

King Lecross nodded briefly.

“It seems like there’s something between the leader of the Light Wind division and Derus that we don’t know about. It felt like they were facing a mortal enemy.”

He swallowed dryly, saying that the anger they displayed couldn't even be imitated.

“It was terrifying….”

Larian fiddled with her sleeves, looking down at her toes.

“But it’s even more intriguing because their conversation didn’t make any sense….”

For once, she blushed, showing an unusual interest.

“Raon first met Derus during his first Conference of the Six Kings, right?”

Chamber looked at Roseline, the Black Market’s master, as if seeking confirmation.

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Roseline nodded calmly.

“The first time their paths crossed was indeed at the Conference of the Six Kings. However….”

She glanced at the map of the continent and clicked her tongue briefly.

“Derus Robert wore a blue dragon helmet to hide his true identity, so it’s highly likely they met elsewhere.”

Roseline rolled her eyes, speculating that Raon and Derus might have met before the Conference of the Six Kings.

"In a way, it's only natural that we can't understand their conversation."

Chamber twirled her slender fingers like a baton.

"Why can't we understand it?"

Ogram narrowed his eyes at Chamber.

"There has never been a human in history who reached Raon's level in their early twenties."

Chamber furrowed her brows, saying you wouldn’t find anyone like him even if you scoured the continent’s history.

“That’s true. Becoming a Grandmaster at that age is shocking enough, but reaching advanced Grandmaster level is something else. However….”

King Lecross continued, his gaze trembling.

“What’s truly remarkable is his combat ability. The leader of the Light Wind defeated a Master when he was just an Expert, and he took down a Grandmaster while still a Master. That’s not something that can be explained by talent alone.”

He rubbed his wrist, stating that Raon’s combat sense was the most astonishing thing about him.

"Could it be just because we're missing some information...?"

Larian answered in Chamber’s place.

“That’s right.”

Chamber snapped her fingers and nodded.

“We don’t understand their conversation because we’re missing the information that Raon and Derus know.”

She lifted her witch’s hat, as if that were the reason.

“It’s not just Derus. The archangel Uriel was also startled when he saw Raon. Didn’t he call it a filthy power?”

Chamber recalled Uriel’s distorted expression as she pulled out a new lollipop.

“Raon has many secrets. His history with Derus, the power that pierced through Uriel’s divine power, and his incredible growth.”

Glenn remained silent, arms crossed.

“Ah, of course, I’m not saying Raon will betray us or has some ulterior motive.”

Chamber shook both hands in protest, meeting Glenn’s gaze.

“If it weren’t for Raon, we wouldn’t have exposed Derus’ true identity, and these two old men wouldn’t be here right now.”

She pointed to Glenn and Ogram in turn.

“I’m just saying that at least the old man, if not all of us, should know what that child’s situation is.”

“I agree.”

King Lecross nodded in agreement with Chamber’s words.

“We don’t need to know, but I think the head of the house should at least be aware of the Light Wind leader’s circumstances.”

“I, I’m curious….”

Larian couldn’t help but voice her curiosity, even while glancing at Glenn.

Glenn lowered his gaze under the scrutiny of the Five Kings.

‘It’s only natural for them to find it strange since even I was shaken.’

As Chamber said, Raon and Derus spoke as if they shared a long history filled with deep-seated grudges.

It seemed to make sense yet felt awkward, which made it all the more strange.

‘The same goes for Uriel.’

The archangel called Raon’s energy that pierced his holy spirit transformation a filthy power. It seemed to imply that it wasn’t human power.

‘Could it be…?’

At some point, Glenn had sensed something mysterious about Raon. It was warm yet cold, ambiguous yet pure.

He had dismissed it as his imagination, but after this incident, he felt that he might have indeed sensed something Raon possessed.

Glenn didn’t believe Raon would betray Zieghart or commit any heinous acts, but he did want to understand his relationship with Derus and the nature of his power.

‘However….’

He couldn’t help but feel conflicted whenever he faced Raon, unsure if he had the right to ask.

Just as Glenn was about to speak to postpone this matter, Ogram slammed his fist on the table.

“I don’t care.”

Ogram raised his chin as the round table trembled.

“What do you mean, you don’t care?”

Chamber tilted her head, puzzled by his words.

“I mean, no matter what Raon intends, I will support him.”

Ogram let out a long snort, indicating that he was serious.

“I owe my life to Raon. If it weren’t for that kid, I would have withered away, drained dry by that mosquito woman.”

He clapped his hands loudly, saying that was reason enough.

Glenn swallowed dryly as he watched Ogram, who had covered his ears.

He realized he had one more choice. It felt like all the worries that had plagued him had suddenly been cleared away.

“So, you’re not doubting Raon.”

Chamber frowned in frustration.

“Raon might have information that could help us prepare against the angels or Derus!”

She slammed the table, insisting that the more information they had, the better.

"As expected."

King Lecross smiled faintly and shook his head.

"The decision is up to the head of house."

"Indeed."

Glenn's eyes blazed with determination as he met the gazes of everyone present.

"I've made my decision."

*   *   *

Raon stood by the beach and swung Heavenly Drive.

Whooooosh!

Even though it was a light strike, the sandy beach and the sea split apart, sending up blue sprays of water.

The speed and power of his swordsmanship had both increased, making basic swordsmanship almost as powerful as a sword technique.

‘Is it possible to change this much?’

He chuckled in disbelief, shaking his head. Normally, the effects would diminish as his stats increased, but with a sudden 70-point increase, the change seemed drastic.

‘Should I keep going?’

After performing Blizzard Sword Art, Fangs of Insanity, Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay, and finally Azure Sky Sword, he lowered Heavenly Drive.

‘It feels like I’m using someone else’s body.’

Although his mastery of swordsmanship hadn’t increased significantly, his physical growth was so overwhelming that the power of his swordsmanship had changed.

It felt like his power level had risen by at least one rank.

Of course!

Wrath shouted as he soared over his head.

You bastard! You recently stole over 120 stat points from me, wouldn't it be more strange if there was no change!

Wrath grit his teeth, cursing Raon as a wicked human.

‘It's not like I took them because I wanted to.’

Raon shrugged as he sheathed Heavenly Drive.

‘What could I do when it was given to me? Throw it away?’

Hmph!

Wrath bit his lip and trembled with rage.

You will never die peacefully! You are destined to ascend to heaven and live with those sneaky bastards up there!

‘Isn't that a curse?’

In the past, he might have thought it was a blessing, but after seeing Uriel, his thoughts had changed.

For Wrath to mention anything related to the angels was no different from a vicious insult.

Indeed, it is a truly dreadful curse!!

Wrath snorted, telling him to go to heaven and never return.

‘Since I've been cursed, I might as well check my status window.’

Raon pushed aside the struggling Wrath and called up his status window.

Status Window

Name: Raon Zieghart.

Title: [One Who Changes Fate]

Condition: None.

Traits: [Wrath], [Sloth], [Envy], [Gluttony], Ring of Fire (8 stars), Water Resistance (9 stars), Fire Resistance (9 stars), Perception of the Snow Flower (10 stars), Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation (8 stars), Glacier (8 stars), Bleeding Curse (5 stars), Backstab (12 stars), Iron Will (9 stars), Adaptation to Ghastly Energy (6 stars), Focus (10 stars), Poison Resistance (5 stars), Evil Eyes of Wrath (6 stars), Spiral Power (6 stars), Water Affinity (5 stars), Array Analysis (2 stars), Fire Affinity (4 stars), Snow Flower’s Veil (4 stars), Divinity Blooming from the Underworld (7 stars), Aura of Death Resistance (4 stars), Magic Armor of Snow Flower (6 stars), Snow Flower’s Attraction (2 stars), Snow Flower Repulsion (2 stars), Wrath Unleashed (1 star), Flame That Overcomes Death (4 stars), Blade that Severs Death (5 stars), Divine Power Resistance (1 star).

Strength: 916.

Agility: 910.

Stamina: 901.

Energy: 924.

Perception: 946.

Wrath: 180.

Sloth: 100.

Envy: 100.

Gluttony: 50.

(Note: Snow Flower absorption changed to Snow Flower Attraction, Snow Flower Thrust changed to Snow Flower Repulsion)

Raon’s mouth dropped open the moment he saw the status window. There was so much information that it almost obscured his entire view.

What, what is this! Why is it so huge!

Wrath, who could only see the messages but not the status window itself, trembled with fear at its sheer size.

‘Wrath... You have every right to curse me...’

There were over thirty traits. And they weren’t just mediocre ones, each of them was an exceptional ability, leaving Raon dumbfounded.

‘The ranks have also increased significantly.’

The ranks of the traits were all quite high. However, he figured he should pay more attention to the ones he didn’t use as often. ‘Next…’

Raon lowered his gaze from the traits to check his stats.

‘Uh…?’

Is this for real?

All his basic stats had surpassed 900. It seemed like he had achieved this absurd number due to the series of major rewards he recently received.

‘No wonder my body was so light it was moving on its own.’

Raon shook his head as he examined his stats, all of which had surpassed 900. He realized he would need to train like crazy to adapt to his current state.

Le-Let me ask you one thing.

Wrath, trembling with his jaw, raised a finger.

What are your stats now?

‘They’re all over 900.’

Ni-Nine hundred? Niiiiiine hundreeeeeeeedddd! Kueeeeek!!

Wrath clutched his throat, struggling.

Already at nine hundred! Everything is ruined! The King of Essence will soon be reduced to mere fragments of bone!

He screamed in frustration as he crashed into the sand.

'Wrath. What is the current level of my physical body?'

Raon clenched and unclenched his fist as he asked Wrath.

Y-You bastard! Your physical level has already reached the entrance to Transcendence!

Wrath ground his teeth, admitting that while Raon’s martial achievements were still lacking, his physical abilities and senses were at the entrance to Transcendence.

‘I suppose it did feel easy when I faced the King of Ghost today.’

Although subtle, Raon had been able to predict the King of Ghost’s movements and strike before he could move, overwhelming him with sheer physical prowess.

‘Now, Transcendence is truly the only thing left.’

Of course, it won’t be easy.

Thanks to Wrath, Raon had managed to stop Derus, but his actual combat power had barely reached the peak of Grandmaster level.

He had no idea how long it would take to reach Transcendence.

‘I must do it, even if it kills me.’

To kill Derus, Raon was determined to overcome any hardship.

He had to reach that realm as quickly as possible, even if it meant grinding down his bones and coughing up blood.

‘But…’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the numbers representing the emotions of the demon kings.

‘Why did those emotions increase?’

Although he knew why [Wrath] had increased since he had directly received it from Wrath, it was strange that the numbers for [Sloth], [Envy], and [Gluttony] had also increased.

What are you asking about! Since you used the authority of the demon kings, of course it rose!

Wrath muttered that Raon was an idiot and shook his head.

‘But I wasn’t affected by those authorities?’

He wasn’t lazy, he didn’t envy anyone, or indulged in gluttony except to appease Wrath, which made it even more puzzling.

That’s exactly why it’s strange!

Wrath pushed his blue face closer.

No matter how he looks at you, you don’t seem human! Why aren’t you affected?

‘Hmm….’

Raon looked at the demon kings’ emotions again and touched his left chest where his heart was.

Is it because of the Ring of Fire?

The Ring of Fire, which had helped him block Wrath's emotions since childhood, now seemed to protect him from being consumed by the emotions of the demon kings.

‘The more I think about it, the more fascinating it is.’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he felt the flow of the rings swirling around his heart.

‘What exactly is this power?’

*   *   *

After finishing his evening training, Raon returned to his lodging.

Heuuukk…

Wrath sniffled, rubbing his now bright red nose.

It’s cold… so cold that my bones ache

He muttered that he had lost so many stats that even his subcutaneous fat had melted away.

He’s shivering! He needs a blanket!

‘…Cold?’

Raon was at a loss for words. A demon king who used frost was complaining about the cold?

‘So, what do you want…?’

Pizza and ice cream!

Wrath jumped up as if he had been waiting for this moment.

Get me shrimp pizza with plump meat, lobster butter grill, clam and abalone stew, braised fish, and ice cream!

Wrath smacked his lips as he listed off all the foods one might enjoy at a seaside restaurant.

“Pizza, lobster butter grill, braised fish, and ice cream?”

Raon looked at Wrath and chuckled.

‘Didn't you say you're cold...?’

It's precisely when it's cold that you overcome it by eating even colder things! Don't you know the principle of fighting cold with cold?

Wrath frowned, asking if Raon didn't even know about this principle.

‘Are you sure you're a demon king?’

Stop talking nonsense and let's go already! All the restaurants will close soon!

‘Anyway.’

Raon shook his head and stood up. As he was about to leave to buy the food that Wrath wanted, he saw Glenn standing at the entrance.

"Has the conference ended?"

Raon cautiously bowed his head to Glenn.

"It's over for today."

Glenn replied briefly, saying there were still things that needed discussion.

"Do you have time?"

Glenn looked at him with cold eyes, as if he had something important to say.

No, we don’t! We need to eat right now…

"Yes."

Raon pushed Wrath, who had jumped in front of him, aside and nodded.

"Then, let's take a walk."

Glenn turned around and started walking toward the coast, signaling for Raon to follow.

"Understood."

Raon slowly bowed his head.

‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

He sighed briefly and followed Glenn.

The two walked until Glenn stopped in front of the coast where Raon had been training earlier.

"Raon."

Without turning around, Glenn called out Raon's name.

"Yes, head of house."

Raon swallowed nervously, sensing the heavy atmosphere around Glenn.

“During today’s conference, there was talk about you.”

Glenn continued, looking up at the night sky.

“The first was that there is some unknown grudge between you and Derus. The second was about you possessing an extraordinary power that shocked Uriel.”

He relayed exactly what the other heads of the Five Kings had brought up during the conference.

"I see...."

Raon lowered his gaze and bit his lip.

'It's finally come.'

It was something he had expected. It was only natural that others would find it strange after the conversations that took place when Derus' true identity was exposed.

'So that's why his gaze was unsettled.'

Judging by how Glenn's eyes had been trembling, he had likely been thinking about this the entire time.

'The problem is....'

No excuse would completely fool them. The Five Kings were no fools.

'But I have no regrets.'

Even if he could go back, he would mock Derus again in the same way. He couldn't pass up the chance to see that scumbag crumble before his eyes.

He was curious too!

Wrath raised his hand energetically.

He said he would wait before, but when are you going to tell me!

Wrath shook his head, urging Raon to explain already.

‘Right, there’s also the matter of this guy.’

What Uriel had called filthy power was Wrath’s authority. Explaining the Wrath aspect would be difficult too, and honestly, there was no good answer.

"Head of house, the truth is....

"Wait. Let me speak first."

As Raon prepared to give the answer he had planned, Glenn raised his hand to stop him.

"You saved my friend, saved my life, and exposed Derus' true identity."

Glenn slowly turned around as he lowered his hand.

"But there's something even more important than that."

His gaze was no longer unsettled. It had become calm, as if he had made up his mind.

"The fact that I've accepted you as my direct line."

"Excuse me? What do you mean...?"

"If I don’t trust the grandson I accepted with my own hands, what else can I trust?"

Glenn nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"When you're ready, tell me. I'll wait until then."

The once cold and dry red eyes of Glenn had softened, now as warm as sunlight.

"I believe in you, Raon."

 

 

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