The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 787

 Chapter 787

 

"Perhaps, if there is a perfect place for me…."

Raon stared at the air for a moment before turning his gaze to Rector.

"Are you talking about the Holy Sword Alliance?"

Currently, Rector belonged to the Holy Sword Alliance, and in the Holy Sword Alliance, swords and swordsmanship were piled like mountains.

The only place that could be the perfect place he was talking about was the Holy Sword Alliance.

"Yes."

Rector nodded as he grabbed the sword at his waist.

“As you know, the Holy Sword Alliance is part of the Five Demons. To obtain swords and swordsmanship, they committed all sorts of evil deeds, such as killing people and digging up graves.”

He revealed the disgrace of the Holy Sword Alliance yet maintained a confident gaze.

“But that was the will of the previous alliance master. The Holy Sword Alliance is a force that gathers people obsessed with swords, respects the strong, and follows them. Since I became the alliance master, we have not committed a single evil act.”

"So, it's truly 'Respect for the Strong.'"

"That's right. The Holy Sword Alliance doesn't distinguish between good and evil. They simply worship and follow a strong swordsman."

Rector furrowed his eyebrows as he explained that the nature of the Holy Sword Alliance changes depending on the alliance master.

"It's not just the alliance master. The rank (status) of everyone in the alliance depends on the strength (martial power) and swordsmanship they possess. The reason I was able to become the master of the Holy Sword Alliance is because of that."

He gently lowered his hand and grabbed his own shoulder.

"From the master to the gatekeeper, everyone is crazy about swords, so countless swordsmanship techniques and methods to counter them are accumulated in the Holy Sword Alliance. You could turn all of that into growth and experience."

Rector stroked his chin, saying it would certainly be a good opportunity.

"Hmm…."

Raon smacked his lips while looking into Rector's calm eyes.

'It doesn't seem bad.'

He had reached peak Grandmaster level, but he hadn't even faced the wall of Transcendence yet.

To climb higher, it didn't seem like a bad idea to have new experiences.

The King of Essence agrees!

Wrath raised his round fist as if he liked the idea.

'Huh? Why all of a sudden?'

It was surprising that Wrath, who would usually suggest staying in the annex building to eat home-cooked meals, agreed.

You're the grandson of the big boss! There will surely be delicious food! Cough!

Wrath licked his lips, wondering what gourmet dishes would be served.

I wondered if by any chance, but as expected, it was a gluttonous answer.

"You don’t have to worry about safety. We've moved the Holy Sword Alliance's headquarters without the Five Demons knowing."

Rector smiled, saying none of the Five Demons knew the current location of the Holy Sword Alliance.

"So from the beginning, you intended only to extract information."

Raon smiled faintly, looking at the delighted Rector.

"I only thought of protecting you and Sylvia."

Rector sighed shortly, saying he wanted to protect them in place of Edgar.

"Thank you."

Raon bowed politely, feeling Rector's sincerity.

"It's nothing. We're not strangers.... Ah, there was also that!"

Rector's eyes sparkled as if he had just remembered something.

"Not long ago, someone reached Transcendence. Whether you talk or spar with him, it will be helpful to you."

He twirled his finger, saying he would arrange a meeting.

"Transcendence…."

He didn’t know the name, face, or age of this person, but just hearing he had reached Transcendence ignited a competitive spirit in him, making him want to fight him.

It seemed he had mentally become a swordsman now.

"I will go."

Raon immediately finished his deliberation and bowed to Rector.

"However, I must first get permission from the head of house."

Since he had recently experienced a dangerous situation, even if he went with Rector, Glenn's permission came first.

"That's okay."

Rector shook his head calmly.

"I've already gotten permission from the head of house."

"What? He already gave his permission?"

“Yes. He said he would leave it to your decision.”

Rector laughed, saying it was an unusual response from Glenn.

"Ah…."

Raon bit his lip as he looked toward the lord’s manor.

Although Rector said it was unlike Glenn, but to him, it seemed exactly like something Glenn would say.

'The head of house wants me to grow.'

It was clear Glenn believed in him and made that choice because he wanted Raon to improve.

In order to live up to his expectations, it seemed like he should go to the Holy Sword Alliance and focus on training.

"When will you depart? Come to think of it, you've been away for a long time...."

"I must see Sia wake up first. I plan to leave as soon as that child wakes."

"Understood."

He also wanted to say goodbye to his sister before he left, so that seemed appropriate.

"Since the departure is set, shall we have a long-overdue conversation with our swords?"

Rector lightly drew his sword, as if proposing a simple spar.

"Sounds good."

Raon smiled lightly and raised Heavenly Drive to the upper position.

Judging by the look of things, it won't end until tomorrow.

Wrath muttered that training was boring and went into the ice flower bracelet.

Yaaawn.

Raon listened to Wrath's yawn as he swung the Fangs of Insanity toward Rector.

Kuuuuung!

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"You allowed Raon to go to the Holy Sword Alliance?"

Rimmer frowned as he looked up at Glenn.

"At a time like this? Why on earth?"

He sighed as if he couldn't understand.

"In times of chaos like now, it's safer to stay in the Five Demons than to go out on a mission. Since the Holy Sword Alliance has relocated and no one knows its current location, there’s no chance of another faction from the Five Demons attacking."

Glenn calmly nodded, saying he trusted Rector.

"Besides, the current master of the Holy Sword Alliance is strong. If his internal injuries heal, he will be able to stand on equal footing with the heads of the Five Demons."

"I'm asking about something other than safety…."

"Other than safety?"

"You don’t actually want to send Raon to the Holy Sword Alliance, do you? You just enjoy spending time with your grandson too much."

Rimmer slightly raised his eyebrows as if he knew everything.

"I'm curious about it, too."

Roenn also looked at Glenn with a puzzled expression.

"I haven't spent much time with Raon, but hasn't he even more so? He even became the master of the Holy Sword Alliance to protect Raon, so I wanted to give them time together. I'm not that petty."

Glenn looked down at Rimmer with a disdainful gaze.
“That’s a noble way of thinking. But if you keep doing like that, what will you do if Raon ends up liking his paternal grandfather more?”

Rimmer exaggerated his expression, rolling his eyes as if teasing Glenn.

"Th-that could never happen."

Glenn shook his head with trembling confidence, as if such a thing was impossible.

"It seems quite possible."

Rimmer wagged his finger, saying no.

"Raon still doesn't call you grandfather very often, does he? He says 'head of house' more."

"Th-that’s because it's in a formal situa…."

"As you know, Raon is still like a child when it comes to family relationships. He's like a chick that just hatched from its egg. And now you're sending him to his paternal grandfather?"

He raised the corners of his mouth into a wide grin.

"That's exactly how they will grow close! Soon enough, he might call Rector 'grandfather' while still calling you 'head of house.'"

Rimmer glanced at Roenn as if asking for agreement.

"Huhuhu!"

Roenn simply laughed as if he found Rimmer's words amusing.

"Ah, I just stopped by the training ground a little while ago, and Rector was teaching Raon swordsmanship. Raon kept calling him grandfather and laughing, is that the power of a real grandfather?"

"Training ground? Which training ground?"

Glenn sprang up from the throne.

"Of course, it's the fifth training ground."

Rimmer spread out his right hand to show the number 5.

"Ahem, I feel indigestion..."

Glen clutched his stomach, came down from the platform, and immediately left the audience chamber.

Contrary to his words, instead of heading to the bathroom, he jumped out the window and started running toward the fifth training ground.

"Khehehehe!"

Rimmer burst out laughing, watching Glenn's back as he ran.

"I knew he'd do that! Always so pretentious!"

"You've gone too far."

Roenn shook his head heavily, though an undeniable smile was on his lips.

"Now, let's go see how those two fight."

With his arm slung over Roenn's shoulder, Rimmer headed toward the fifth training ground.

He drew a mischievous smile, imagining Raon's struggling face.

* *  *

Thud!

While Raon was displaying the Demonic Righteous Sword as per Rector's advice, the door to the fifth training ground swung open violently.

"Hmm?"

Thinking it might be Rimmer, he turned around to find Glenn glaring in their direction with a fierce gaze.

“Head of house? How come you're here….”

“Ahem, I’m taking a walk because I’m having indigestion.”

Glenn waved his hand with eyes that seemed more like he was hunting than walking.

"Ah, I see..."

Raon nodded absentmindedly and resumed displaying the Demonic Righteous Sword.

Tsk.

As he was about to thrust the upper left with the fifth technique, he heard Glen clicking his tongue.

"At that point, it's better to thrust faster and stronger."

Glenn folded his arms, murmuring that he should increase the speed and power of the sword technique.

"Understood."

Raon listened to Glenn's advice and increased the principles of heavy sword and swift sword.

"No!"

Rector shook his head firmly.

"If you do that, indeed, the speed and power will increase, but the unique flow of the Demonic Righteous Sword will weaken. The balance will be off, so unfold it again as I taught you."

He told him to return to the original sword technique and demonstrated the posture.

"Yes..."

Raon nodded and once again displayed the original fifth technique of Demonic Righteous Sword.

The speed and power were reduced, but the unique flow of the Demonic Righteous Sword was restored, allowing smooth transitions.

"Ahem..."

It seemed Glenn believed he was no match for Rector when it came to the Demonic Righteous Sword, so he kept his mouth shut.

Whooosh!

After practicing the Demonic Righteous Sword according to Rector's advice, Raon immediately displayed the Azure Sky Sword without taking a break.

"It's great swordsmanship. But it would be better to draw the sky a little higher."

"Understood."

Following Rector's advice, he concentrated power into his sword stroke and performed the Great Bind of the Heavy Sky. He felt as if the high and noble autumn sky was imbued in his sword.

"That's not it!"

As if it were his turn, Glenn stepped forward, shaking his head.

"The Great Bind of the Heavy Sky of Azure Sky Sword is all about grandeur and boldness!"

He demonstrated directly, telling him to focus on boldness and breadth rather than height.

"Ah, yes."

Raon quickly nodded and displayed the Great Bind of the Heavy Sky as Glenn advised.

The sword strike, filled with the boldness unique to the Azure Sky Sword, soared as if to cleave the sky.

"Hmm..."

"Ahem!"

This time, Rector seemed to think he was losing and kept his mouth shut, and a smile spread on Glenn's lips.

After that, Glenn and Rector's advice continued, and Raon broke into a cold sweat as he followed their instructions.

"Raon! Use heavy sword there!"

"Raon! swift sword! Speed comes first!"

Glenn and Rector, unlike when they met in the annex building's dining room, raised their pressure and gave different swordsmanship advice each time.

Raon’s head was dizzy to the point where he didn't even know what principle he was swinging.

'My heart aches...'

The two were so serious that Raon’s chest ached. His skill was definitely improving, but it was hard to endure.

'The only fortunate thing is...'

Both of them were swordsmen who had mastered versatile sword, so they were quick to acknowledge things.

 

Both Glenn and Rector definitely acknowledged what was not right and gave appropriate advice. Of course, that made it even more confusing.

"Huff..."

While Raon exhaled a murky breath and continued swinging his sword, he sensed someone approaching the training ground.

'Mom? Please, let it be mom...'

Hoping it was Sylvia, he looked toward the door, but Rimmer and Roenn appeared instead.

"See? I was right, wasn't I?"

Rimmer clapped his hands, looking at Raon caught between Glenn and Rector.

"I told you it would turn out like this!"

He laughed, holding his belly as if the sight of the worn-out Raon was amusing.

"Huhuhu."

Roenn, too, let out a hollow laugh, as if he hadn't expected it to turn out like this.

"Since it's come to this, shall we make a bet? Whose advice will be more effective? I choose the head of house..."

Rimmer openly suggested a bet, pulling out gold coins.

"Raon. What are you doing? Display your sword technique quickly."

"Raon. This time, display that sensory sword."

Glenn and Rector didn't pay any attention to Rimmer and continued on their competition in giving swordsmanship advice.

 

It got to the point where Raon thought it would be better if they just fought each other.

"Ugh..."

Raon raised Heavenly Drive with his exhausted hand, grinding his teeth at Rimmer.

‘You… no salary for a year!’

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Even after being tormented by Glenn and Rector all day, Raon couldn't find any peace, of course, it was because of Wrath.

Didn't you promise to buy everything he wanted to eat! Go on already!

'But we ate yesterday...'

It was only four!

Wrath struck his back, demanding more bead ice cream.

Buy me a box of mint chocolate and a box of the new flavors!

He snorted, insisting Raon keep his promise.

'Ugh...'

Raon shook his head and entered the ice cream shop. As he approached the counter to place an order, he saw a familiar face.

"Runaan?"

Runaan, who was standing like a statue in front of the ice cream display, calmly turned her gaze.

Oh, ice cream girl! As expected, you're here!

Wrath smirked, saying he'd met his soulmate.

"Raon."

Runaan blinked her blank eyes, as if happy to see him.

"How's your injury?"

"I'm all healed."

She said she was fine, shaking her arms and legs as if dancing. It was strange that she answered like that to a question about her injury.

“Did you come to eat ice cream?”

"Yes. I’m planning to eat with mom and dad."

Runaan nodded, saying she was thinking of buying several.

"I’ll buy it for you. Pick whatever you want."

“…Okay. Thanks."

Runaan's eyes brightened a little. She immediately pressed her face back into the display case, as if she was ready to pick.

Let’s pick quickly too!

Wrath also widened his eyes as he followed Runaan and looked at the display case.

'We already decided on mint chocolate and the new flavor.'

Hmm, now that he sees it, that one’s tempting too….

He smacked his lips while looking at the pink strawberry ice cream.

'Three boxes would be too much.'

We don’t come here every day! Buy it! Buy it for me!

Wrath flailed in the air, shouting to buy the ice cream.

'Sigh, fine, I’ll buy it. But we’re only eating one today.'

Fine by me!

He nodded his fat chin, saying that was okay.

"Huuuh..."

Raon let out a sigh-like groan.

‘Is this a demon king attached to me, or am I raising a kid…?’

To think there’s someone who’s so different when they’re serious and when they’re eating. I still don’t know what kind of guy he is.

“Raon.”

Just as Raon was about to order the ice bead cream Wrath wanted, Runaan approached him.

"Have you chosen everything?"

“Instead of bead ice cream, can you do me another favor?”

Runaan slightly lowered her eyes, as if she had something to say.

“What kind of favor?”

Since he intended to accept it unless it was particularly difficult, he asked about the favor first.

"Please spar with me in front of my mom and dad."

Runaan bowed her head as if she was earnestly asking.

* * *

While Raon and Runaan were talking about the spar.

"Something's strange..."

Federick sighed deeply and held Sia's wrist, who still hadn’t woken up.

He checked Sia’s pupils, breathing, and the flow of mana inside, then lifted her trembling eyelid.

“I see now….”

Federick bit his lip as if he finally understood.

“Why? What condition is she in?”

Glenn, who was watching, lowered his gaze heavily.

“She’s very healthy. All the wounds are healed, her vitality is overflowing, and the three energy centers are stable.”

Federick smacked his lips, saying she's so healthy that you can't even call her a patient.

“Then why can’t she wake up?”

Rector looked at Sia, trembling as he spoke.

“There’s nothing wrong with her body. There’s nothing wrong with her soul either. But….”

Federick brushed Sia’s hair back and let out a deep sigh.

"There's a problem between the two."

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