The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 776

 Chapter 776

 

Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at the ancient dragon whose head had been blown off and the Dragon Lord falling while vomiting blood.

‘Has he gotten stronger again?’

To kill two ancient dragons with a single, light swing and inflict a fatal wound on the Dragon Lord, it didn't seem like human martial arts.

It wasn’t light.

Wrath shook his head while looking at Glenn.

That old man was serious.

He frowned, saying that Glenn's emotions were filled with wrath.

‘He must have seen everything on his way here… Ugh!’

Raon looked toward House Arianne and collapsed on the spot.

“Guh!”

Thanks to Glenn’s arrival, he had momentarily forgotten the pain, but Wrath's advent was not yet over. An uncontrollable wrath consumed his mind, and blackened, dead blood spewed from his mouth.

“Raon!”

Glenn was about to unleash a second sword strike at the Dragon Lord, but stopped and immediately turned around, running toward Raon.

“He-Head of house, everything I’m about to say is the truth.”

Raon, running out of time, grabbed Glenn’s hand to prevent him from interrupting and asserted that everything he was about to say was true.

“Don’t speak! Your condition is….”

“I-I m-must speak.”

He shook his head firmly. He had to reveal everything before Wrath went out of control, as Glenn might mistake Edgar and Sia for Eden’s executives and kill them.

“That man in death knight’s armor is my father, Edgar, who was thought to be dead, and the woman wearing the black orc’s helmet is my sister, Sia.”

Raon forced his stiffening tongue to move, revealing Edgar and Sia’s true identities.

"W-What do you mean...?"

Glenn, who had never imagined his son-in-law and granddaughter were still alive, quickly turned his gaze. His lips trembled as he looked at Edgar and Sia.

“A-And Sir R-Rector was my paternal grandfather. He said the reason he rose to the position of master of the Holy Sword Alliance was to help me and my mother… Guhk!”

Raon coughed up more blood as he looked at Rector, whose breathing could no longer be heard.

“Ple-Please, save Sir Rector and my mother.”

Even though it would be impossible for Glenn as well, he had no one else to ask, so he shouted his last hope for them to be saved.

"And...."

He bit down on his lips until they turned white and looked up at Glenn.

"S-Soon, another being will enter my body."

Raon, suppressing his heart that was throbbing as if it would burst, moved his lips.

“It must be the demon king.”

Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the black horn sprouting from Raon’s forehead.

"He's the demon king and also my first friend whom I told you about before."

“Hmm….”

Glenn let out a low groan, recalling the time Raon had introduced Wrath as his friend after the recent war. Although he thought it was a special friend, he never imagined it was the demon king.

"He… he’s saved my life countless times and saved everyone here today. Please, don’t kill him—help stop him from going out of control."

Wh-Who are you worrying about! Look, the King of Essence is the Monarch of Devildom! He will never die, so think about surviving yourself!

Wrath shook his head, telling him not to worry about himself, even while sweating coldly as he tried to control the emotion of wrath surging toward him.

"Ha, grandfather. I beg you. Please...."

Raon bowed his head, making a request that was too burdensome to Glenn. As the last feather attached to the Ring of Fire fell, his mind turned black as if the lights had been turned off.

You’ve chosen the wrong person to ask…

Wrath gritted his teeth and grabbed the ice flower bracelet to prevent himself from being sucked into Raon’s body.

The King of Essence shall never be defeated!

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Kraaaaaa!

Raon, surrounded by blue frost, let out a demonic roar toward the sky. The black horns sprouting from his forehead summoned an even denser demonic energy, and the tips of his radiant blond hair began to turn blue.

“Hmm….”

Glenn’s hand trembled as he held Heavenly Tremor while looking at Raon, who was emitting an overwhelming demonic energy.

‘Did he defeat the Fallen with that power?’

Just before Glenn had arrived, the presence of the Fallen had disappeared. This meant that Raon and the demon king had defeated him together, yet the terrifying demonic energy still raged on, as if it had not subsided, as if he were a being beyond the rank of an ordinary demon king.

‘This is not an easy request.’

If that demon king went out of control within Raon's body, even for him, it seemed it would be difficult to subdue him without killing him.

‘But….’

He had been called “grandfather” by his grandson, so no matter what it took, he had to succeed.

"Hmm...?"

As Glenn raised Heavenly Tremor, pondering how to subdue Raon, who was transforming into the demon king, he noticed that Raon’s body was only emitting demonic energy, but his soul was completely empty.

‘What’s going on?’

When he heightened his aura perception to the maximum and examined Raon, he noticed something enormous writhing around his wrist.

‘Could it be…?’

Are you holding back from the outside?

Just as Raon thought of the demon king as a friend, it seemed the demon king also considered Raon his friend, holding back from going out of control to protect him.

‘Then, there’s a way.’

If the demon king had fully entered Raon’s body and gone on a rampage, separating them would have been nearly impossible. However, with the demon king restraining himself from the outside, he could separate them.

“Hold on just a bit longer.”

Glenn lowered Heavenly Tremor and slowly closed his eyes.

Ssshhh!

Upon opening his eye of the heart, he sensed a blue, cloud-like presence being sucked into Raon’s upper energy center. That seemed to be the demon king’s soul. Despite its small size, the soul was enormous, surpassing even his own.

‘I must make sure no one dies…’

Right now, he could kill the demon king, but Raon had asked him to save his friend. He couldn’t ignore his grandson’s wish.

Wooong!

Glenn raised the sword of his heart. What reflected on the transparent blade were regrets about the past and a desperate vow not to repeat that past.

A sword advancing without hesitation. The Heart Sword, imbued with both gentleness and sharpness, severed the ring of wrath binding the blue demon king and Raon’s body.

Shwaaaaak!

With a sharp tearing sound, as though the thread of wrath had snapped, Raon, who had been spewing thick frost as if about to go out of control, kneeled on the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

Thud!

The blue demon king, too, as if releasing his tension, plopped down onto Raon’s head.

“Hoo….”

Glenn wiped the cold sweat streaming down his forehead and let out a deep sigh. With his grandson’s life on the line, the mental exhaustion felt far greater than facing several heads of the Five Demons.

“Thank you for becoming my grandson’s friend.”

He offered a faint smile to the blue demon king, which was wriggling atop Raon’s head.

!!!

The blue demon king swelled up momentarily, as if in protest, then vanished. With the wrath that had controlled Raon’s body now gone, the demon king’s presence could no longer be felt.

Carrying the unconscious Raon on his back, Glenn headed toward the House Arianne estate. Perhaps due to the frost wave Raon had unleashed a little earlier, Edgar, clad in death knight armor, had awakened.

“I greet you, father-in-law.”

Edgar recognized Glenn and immediately bowed his head.

“So, you are Edgar.”

Glenn silently looked down at Edgar, his fingertips trembling. To think the first time he’d meet his son-in-law would be on a battlefield like this. It made him feel, once again, the weight of his own mistakes.

“I apologize for the late greeting. I would ask for forgiveness, but we have no time right now.”

Edgar bit his lip as he pointed toward Sylvia and Rector.

“Mm….”

Glenn examined Sylvia and Rector’s condition and trembled. He had been too focused on Raon to notice, but they were truly on the brink of death. No, it wouldn’t be surprising if they died at any moment.

Woooong!

He poured his aura into Sylvia and Rector’s bodies. However, their internal and external injuries were too severe, and demonic energy had penetrated every wound, rendering it ineffective.

‘Federick.’

Glenn, seeing Sylvia and Rector’s bodies turning black, held them in his arms. The only one he could rely on now was Federick, the Ragged Saint. There was a chance he might be too late, but there was no other option.

“If you go, it’ll be too late.”

Edgar shook his head, still holding Sylvia’s hand.

“Then do you suggest I just let them die here!”

Glenn gritted his teeth, glaring down at Edgar.

“I can save them.”

Edgar gave a faint smile and lowered his chin.

“What?”

"I have the power of a death knight. It is a special kind of demonic energy that brings death to the living and absorbs their vitality. In other words, I can also transfer vitality to others."

He glanced at his wife and Rector in turn, nodding heavily.

“They have less than a minute left to live.”

Edgar extended his hands, asking Glenn to set down Sylvia and Rector.

“…….”

Seeing the emotion in Edgar’s eyes, Glenn bit his lip. In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to leave and laid Sylvia and Rector down.

Woooo.

Edgar placed his hands on Sylvia and Rector’s chests and uttered the language of the dead.

As eerie words incomprehensible to humans echoed, the complexion of Sylvia and Rector, who had been dying black, began to regain a red hue.

On the other hand, blackened, dead blood vessels protruded over Edgar's pale face.

“Wait! Don’t tell me that…”

Glenn widened his eyes, as if he had just realized what Edgar was doing.

“I am someone who has already died once. No, now it’s even hard to call me human.”

Edgar, with a faint smile, looked at Raon, who was lying down.

“I saw my son at the end, and saved my daughter, so that’s enough for me.”

He nodded, saying he was satisfied.

"Your soul will suffer the pain of being torn apart endlessly."

Glenn lowered his eyebrows, saying he wouldn't be able to endure it.

"Father-in-law, my life has been a series of pains. Just seeing my wife, son and daughter like this makes me happy."

Edgar gently stroked Sylvia’s cheek, whose color had returned, with a small smile.

“If you were in my situation, father-in-law, you would have made the same choice.”

“……”

Glenn opened his lips a few times but eventually couldn't speak. After living for decades as Eden's puppet and barely finding freedom, sacrificing his vitality for his loved ones was not an easy decision even for him.

That’s why he regretted his past even more. If he had accepted Sylvia back then, this tragedy would never have happened.

Glenn clenched his teeth, looking at Edgar, and placed his hand on Raon’s forehead.

"Are you planning to wake Raon?"

"He should at least see his father's last moments."

“Ah, then just a moment…”

Edgar put on the death knight helmet that he had discarded earlier. He awkwardly smiled and touched his chin.

"It's embarrassing."

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“Gaaah!”

Raon woke up with a heavy groan. Unlike usual, when he would wake up naturally, his head was left with a headache as if someone had forcibly awakened him.

‘What happened?’

Not knowing how much time had passed or what had happened, he immediately lifted his head and saw Glenn standing in front of him.

“Ha, grandfather. What’s the situation…”

"It ended well. How is your body?"

Glenn gave a brief nod, asking about his condition first.

"Huh? Ah, I think I'm okay."

The wrath that had dominated his mind and body had completely disappeared. He wasn’t sure how, but it seemed like the rampage had stopped before Wrath could advent.

"Your friend too?"

"Yes."

He couldn’t see Wrath, but he could feel his energy from the ice flower bracelet. It seemed like he had fainted from exhaustion.

“I really made a difficult request, thank you for accepting it.”

“Save the thanks for later…”

Glenn sighed and gestured to the right. Turning his head, Raon saw Edgar with his hand placed on Sylvia’s and Rector’s chests.

“Ah!”

Since he had no strength, he used Heavenly Drive he had dropped on the ground as a cane and approached Edgar.

"Are mom and Sir Rector okay?"

Though he couldn’t use his aura perception because he had no aura left and his upper energy center had been overworked, he could feel that their breathing was stable.

“Yes. You can be at ease now.”

Edgar nodded lightly with a faint smile, as if telling him not to worry.

"Did you know how to heal as well?"

He didn't know exactly what he was doing since he had no aura, but as he said, they were certainly being healed.

“This dad is better at various skills than swordsmanship. Medicine, construction, welding, architecture, breeding, piloting. There’s nothing I can’t do. But among them, the best is my mouth. The reason your mom fell for me was because I was good with words.”

Edgar spoke with an extended smile, as if enjoying the conversation.

"But it looks like you still call her 'mom,' huh?"

"Ah, when I get flustered, it just slips out..."

Raon blinked, his face flushing red.

"That's good. It means you're close."

Edgar chuckled, nodding his head.

"From now on, don’t call him ‘Sir Rector,’ call him ‘grandfather.’ He would really love that."

Edgar knocked lightly on Rector’s forehead, laughing to himself.

"I know, but I still can't bring myself to say it."

Raon lowered his gaze, saying it had also taken him a while to call Glenn ‘grandfather.’

"I understand. Then why don’t you try it with me first? Call me 'dad'!"

“Hmm…”

Unable to say the words immediately, Raon’s lips trembled. He was about to say no, but Edgar’s eyes through the helmet looked so desperate that he nodded.

“A-Ah, Father.”

“Kuu…”

Edgar staggered as if struck by an arrow, letting out a groan.

“Nice! So this is what it feels like! Though I would’ve liked to hear ‘Dad’ first, that’s a bit disappointing.”

He smacked his lips, saying he had wanted to hear 'dad' when Raon was a child.

“Do you want to try?”

“I-I’ll do it later. It’s a bit embarrassing right now.”

“It’s a shame, but I guess it can’t be helped.”

Edgar grabbed Raon’s shoulder, saying he’d definitely hear it later.

“It’ll take a while for the healing to finish. In the meantime, can you tell me how you’ve been living? You know, nothing brings people closer than conversation.”

“Hmm…”

Raon looked back. Glenn nodded heavily, as if telling him to go ahead.

"I lived in Zieghart’s annex building. When mother returned to the family, she was demoted to the collateral line, so whenever we visited the main building, we were constantly met with cold stares."

“Ah, that’s what happened.”

Edgar immediately understood and bowed his head toward Glenn.

“You must have done that to protect her from the other direct line. Thank you for your consideration.”

He smiled as if he had immediately understood Glenn’s intentions.

“……”

Glenn silently waved his hand, signaling him to continue.

“Well, I’ll make it brief.”

Raon nodded and began recounting his life so far.

"At 12 years old, I participated in the basic training of the five training ground. Those guys who are all fainted up there are all my peers."

"You mean the ones who blocked the fortress wall like an iron wall. They were completely different from when they attacked the branch of Eden before, but I didn't expect them all to reach Master. Is it true that you trained them all?"

“…In the second mission, we encountered the Blood Raving Demon of Eden. If not for the vice division leader, we would all have died.”

"Earlier, he protected you first, didn’t he? Blocking the front, even risking his life… I was genuinely surprised. Keep him close, he's someone worth trusting."

“The duel to death against the Axe King was more difficult than I thought. But since it was a fair fight, I don’t have any regrets. The Axe King was the most warrior-like person among the Five Kings I've seen."

“That man never keeps his promises, yet fights with such fairness. He’s an interesting one. Since you were his last opponent, he must have died satisfied. Did he really give you the name for your sword field?

Every time Raon talked about what he had been through, Edgar reacted with exaggerated enthusiasm.

It felt like reporting a mission in the audience chamber with Glenn, which made it fun to talk.

However, as he kept talking, something started to feel off.

"Um, by the way..."

Raon swallowed dryly as he was about to talk about Derus’ identity.

"Why is father’s vitality decreasing while mom and grandfather are recovering?"

As his aura slowly recovered, Edgar’s vitality could be felt rapidly declining. His voice also became hoarse, as if it had dried up.

“It’s part of the healing. Don’t worry.”

Edgar shook his head as if it were nothing. His voice now sounded like someone who was about to die, breaking with each word.

“C-Can I take off the helmet?”

Raon, with trembling hands, lifted Edgar’s helmet.

“Ah…”

Edgar looked like someone who hadn’t eaten in a month, with his bones thin and protruding, and thick, rope-like veins sticking out on his face.

All that could be felt from his body, which had turned into a mummy-like state, was the eerie presence of death.

“Ah, you found out.”

Edgar clapped his hands lightly, as if regretting being discovered.

“What… what is this…”

“There was no other choice.”

He shook his head calmly.

“This was the only way.”

Edgar explained with a smile that in order to save Sylvia and Rector, he had no choice but to absorb the demonic energy of death and transfer his vitality.

"But you have to live too! After enduring that hell until now, why on earth!"

Raon clenched his teeth. Knowing what kind of life Edgar had lived, the rage that had subsided began to rise again.

"Because I met you."

Edgar raised his dry hand and patted Raon's head.

His hand had so little strength that it felt like his heart was sinking.

“I fought alongside my son, saved the daughter I had only watched from afar, and brought my dying wife back to life. What more could I need?”

He smiled without a trace of regret.

“And, even if it wasn’t my intention, I killed many people. Now, I’m receiving my punishment.”

“Punishment? What punishment!”

Raon yelled at Edgar. He couldn’t accept those words, as his own previous life, where he had been controlled by Derus, had been the same.

"Raon. Sit down. There's no time left now."

Edgar calmly waved his hand, as if accepting his own death.

"Ugh..."

Raon looked at his father's hand that was sinking powerlessly, then bowed his head.

"You know, I always wanted to teach you and Sia my swordsmanship. It wasn’t possible, so I gave up. But when I saw you fight using the Demonic Righteous Sword, I felt like it was fate."

Edgar stroked Raon's head and then embraced him.

"It was an honor and happiness to have my last fight together with my son."

"N-No..."

"Take care of your mom, sister, and grandfather."

With those words, as if it was his last, he held Raon tightly in silence.

He seemed so different from the chatterbox who had been talking nonstop until now.

"Dad..."

"You're finally calling me that sincerely."

Edgar bent over with a bright smile, as if all his wishes had been fulfilled. His dried-up body began to scatter as black powder.

"Please!"

Raon barely managed to transfer the aura he had recovered, but the disintegration of Edgar's body continued unabated.

"Hm?"

Glenn, who had been biting his lip while watching Edgar, suddenly moved to Raon's left side.

"Who are you?"

He pointed Heavenly Tremor toward the darkness, his eyes more tense than when he faced the heads of the Five Demons.

"I..."

With a somewhat awkward voice, a child with white hair and jade-like skin walked out.

“I ran out of the shiny stuff...”

 

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