The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 783
Chapter 783
"Of course, it's the Five Demons!"
The one-armed elderly man with a stern expression slammed his hand on the table and shouted.
"The Five Kings bastards don’t even treat us as human! And since the Five Demons are pushing back the Five Kings all across the continent, choosing the Five Demons is the right choice now!"
He lowered his white eyebrows, saying that the Five Demons was the answer for the Five Divine Orders to expand its influence.
"The Five Demons are beyond vile, they are evil beings."
The blonde woman with sharp eyes calmly shook her head.
"Trusting demons who are completely different front and back is akin to suicide. They'll surely discard us after using our power."
She lowered her gaze, saying she could never trust the Five Demons.
"I don't care which side, as long as it's a place where I can fight with all my might."
A middle-aged man with a carefree appearance touched the spear he had leaned against the table and licked his lips.
"I’ve been feeling quite frustrated lately."
He mumbled that life was insufferably dull as he placed the bottle of liquor to his lips.
"That's the problem with battle maniacs. They don’t think."
The one-armed elder clicked his tongue and turned his gaze toward the center of the table.
"Thespian Emperor, what do you think?"
He jerked his chin toward a silhouette shrouded in darkness.
"All three of your opinions are valid."
Ariel, the Thespian Emperor, whose dazzling beauty could make even the sunlight seem dim, leaned forward with a smile.
"We cannot remain idle, and we must choose between the two factions. However…"
She raised a finger while glancing at the other heads of Five Divine Orders.
"Let's delay the decision a little longer."
"There isn’t much time, is there?"
The blonde woman, Brigit, the Queen of Swords, narrowed her eyes.
"Right now, the Five Kings and the Five Demons are bidding to obtain the power of the Five Divine Orders."
Ariel, the Thespian Emperor, made eye contact with Cairn, the Demon Slaying Spear, Brigit, the Queen of Swords, and Derek, the Demonblade in turn.
"In an auction, time keeps extending until the bid is won."
She curled her lips while looking at a map of the continent divided between the Five Kings and the Five Demons.
"We can move after confirming which side offers the greater reward."
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"Haa…."
As soon as Raon heard Helen's words, he ran to Federick's mansion.
However, instead of entering immediately, he paused to catch his breath in front of the door.
Why are you hesitating to go in!
Wrath mumbled that he wanted to see his mom and flailed his hands.
‘I’m a bit nervous.’
It wasn’t just Sylvia, Raon couldn’t figure out what to say to Rector and Edgar either. His mouth and mind felt frozen.
Families always work things out when you meet them!
Wrath pushed him in, urging him to enter quickly.
‘Ah, fine.’
Raon nodded blankly and entered Federick’s mansion.
“You’ve come.”
Federick smiled as if telling him to go in and pointed to the room where the three people were.
“Thank you.”
Raon bowed his head to Federick and entered Sylvia's room.
He was very nervous, but the scene he saw upon entering was entirely different from what he had expected.
"You worthless fool!"
Sylvia was scowling as she stomped on Edgar’s back.
“Were you planning to die alone? You should’ve thought of surviving together, no matter what!”
“N-no, that’s not…”
“If you die alone, what do you expect us to do? How are we supposed to live if you’re gone?!”
She ignored Edgar’s excuses and slammed her foot down like a storm.
"There… there was no choice. I couldn’t think of anything but saving you and father! You also threw yourself to save me and Sia! It's the same!"
Edgar shook his head, saying he still didn't regret choosing to save Rector and Sylvia.
"That's not all! If you were alive, you should have contacted us somehow! To Raon, to me, or to father-in-law!"
Sylvia now raised her fist, glaring at Edgar.
"Th-that's really not fair! My body couldn't move, and there were monsters all around, so I couldn't do anything. Even now, I'm fighting with the soul of that damned death knight!"
Edgar shook his head vigorously, saying he had his own circumstances.
"Edgar. Shut up. Everything she says is correct."
Rector frowned and sided with Sylvia instead of Edgar.
"You heard father-in-law. It's all your fault. All of it..."
Sylvia’s raised fist dropped as she collapsed into tears.
It seemed she didn't genuinely want to blame Edgar but was overwhelmed by the fear of losing her family again.
“I’m sorry…”
Edgar, understanding her feelings, hugged Sylvia while repeatedly apologizing.
Mom! Don’t worry! The King of Essence will protect you from now on!
Wrath flew over and landed on Sylvia's head.
“Heh.”
Raon couldn’t hold back a small laugh. Sylvia’s hair had become so disheveled that Wrath looked like a baby bird sitting in a nest.
“Ra-Raon!”
Rector, finally noticing Raon, widened his eyes.
“Raon! Are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”
Sylvia pushed Edgar away and ran over to check Raon’s entire body.
“You didn't do anything strange for me, did you? If you did, I wouldn’t be able to live even if I survived.”
Edgar clasped his hands together, begging him to say he hadn't done anything unusual.
“Raon, I heard you’ve done a lot.”
Rector sat up from the bed.
"Tell us what happened during that time."
He lowered his white eyebrows, worrying about Raon more than himself.
"Ah, how about Sia? Is Sia okay? She's alive, right?"
Sylvia clasped her hands as if pleading for him to say she's alive.
Raon smiled faintly at the three people, who were more concerned about him and Sia than themselves, despite just waking up.
‘So, this is what it means to be family.’
Rector, Sylvia, and Edgar thought of family before their own well-being. He once again realized what a true family was.
"There are many questions, so I'll answer them all at once."
Raon turned his back, looking at the trembling eyes of the three.
“Follow me.”
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Raon, along with Sylvia, Edgar, and Rector, entered the audience chamber.
“I’ve been expecting you.”
Glenn stood from his throne as if he had known they would come.
“Father.”
“Uh, I… I greet you, father-in-law.”
Sylvia and Edgar lowered their postures as if about to kneel to Glenn.
“Greetings can wait. Follow me.”
Glenn nodded to Rector before leading them down to the underground.
“Let’s go.”
Raon led the three of them to where Sia was resting.
“Sia! Sia!”
As soon as Sylvia saw Sia, she ran to the bed and embraced her tightly.
“To think I can touch Sia with my own hands again…”
Edgar, sticking closely to Sylvia, held Sia’s hand, who had yet to wake up.
“So, this child is my granddaughter…”
Rector bit his lips as if he could feel the pain Sia had gone through just by looking at her.
"Huh? Wait a minute! Sia's fierce combative energy has vanished?"
Edgar noticed the change in Sia and his chin trembled.
"Could she have driven out the Green King?"
He turned to look at Raon with eyes full of anticipation.
"Is... is that true?"
Sylvia also sensed the calm energy coming from Sia and swallowed dryly.
"Raon, what exactly happened during all this time?"
She bit her lip, as if begging for an explanation.
"It’s going to be a bit of a long story."
Raon told Sylvia, Rector, and Edgar to sit down and then stood in front of them.
"Thanks to Sir Rector blocking the explosion of the stone, we survived, but the aftermath wouldn't dissipate, and mother was seriously injured. After that..."
He briefly explained what had happened while making eye contact with each of them in turn.
"…And that’s how I was able to revive sister's soul. Though, to be honest, it wasn’t me who did it, but Murka."
After telling them how Murka had saved Sia's soul, Raon stepped back.
“A savior and a saint.”
Edgar, holding Sia's hand, let out a heavy breath.
"Leaving behind a debt that can't be repaid in a lifetime and departing like that..."
He gritted his teeth, seeming regretful that he couldn't thank Murka personally.
“If only we had met a bit earlier…”
Sylvia also sighed deeply, lamenting not having the chance to meet Murka.
"Raon. I have one question."
Rector, who had been quietly watching Sia, finally spoke for the first time.
"The Fallen shouldn't have been caught up in the explosion, so how did you manage to defeat him?"
His narrowed eyes reflected confusion over the Fallen’s whereabouts.
Hmm….
Wrath swallowed nervously, seemingly knowing his story was about to come up.
“I will explain that part now.”
Raon stepped back, making sure Glenn, who knew of the demon king’s existence, could also hear. He began speaking to the four of them.
“When the Fallen tried to kill us while we were defenseless, I borrowed power from a friend.”
Raon touched the ice flower bracelet and clicked his tongue.
“A friend?”
“What kind of friend could possibly defeat the Fallen?”
Rector and Sylvia widened their eyes in disbelief.
"……."
Edgar, who seemed to have some idea, closed his mouth that had been running non-stop.
A-Ack, t-this is a little embarrassing…
Wrath twisted his body as if all the attention was on him.
‘There's no need to be embarrassed.’
Raon shook his head, patting Wrath’s head.
‘Thanks to you, the people here were able to survive.’
Many people had helped in the war, but the one who played the biggest role was undoubtedly Wrath.
Without him, everyone except for Glenn would have been killed or captured by the Fallen. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Wrath the hero of this victory.
“It was the demon king.”
Raon steadied himself and revealed Wrath's true identity.
“Th-the d-demon king?”
“The demon king?”
Sylvia and Rector’s eyes widened as if they couldn’t believe what they were hearing.
“Yes. I borrowed the demon king’s power to fight the Fallen.”
"N-no! If you borrowed power from the demon king, wouldn't you have had to offer your soul in return?"
Sylvia screamed and rushed over to hug Raon.
"No! I can't let you go! Take mine instead!"
Even though she had only just recovered, she cried out, offering her own life in exchange for his.
“Hm, it doesn’t seem like he gave up his soul.”
Rector, seeing Raon’s calm demeanor, let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes. Instead of my soul..."
Raon glanced at Wrath, whose face had turned red, and chuckled.
"All I have to do is give him delicious food."
“F-food?”
"Just food?"
"W-What do you mean...?"
This time, not only Sylvia and Rector, but even Edgar and Glenn were left speechless, their mouths hanging open.
"He especially loves mom's cooking at the annex building."
Raon waved his hand, explaining that the demon king only needed food to be satisfied.
“H-huh?”
Sylvia blinked in confusion, clearly struggling to understand the situation.
"Wait! Then was I saved by the demon king's power too?"
Edgar touched his chest as if he finally understood why he was alive.
“Ah, that was another demon king.”
“Tw-two demon kings….”
Sylvia collapsed into a chair, feeling dizzy.
“My son is friends with the demon king. Not just one, but two….”
“Hah!”
Meanwhile, Edgar raised his fist in the air with a burst of excitement.
“Father! Did you hear? My son is friends with the demon king! I’ve never even seen a demon king, and now he’s friends with them! This will go down in history!”
Laughing broadly, he spread his arms wide in delight.
"Oh dear! You fool!"
Sylvia frowned and smacked Edgar on the back.
Though they’d been apart for over 20 years, they still carried the warmth of a couple who had been living together all that time. It made Raon smile without realizing it.
“Raon.”
Rector approached and looked directly at Raon.
“So, is your friend here right now?”
“Yes.”
Raon nodded calmly.
“He’s watching over us right now.”
As he spoke, he nudged Wrath, who was trembling slightly, with his shoulder.
“I see.”
Rector straightened his clothes and knelt on his left knee in front of Wrath.
“In the name of Rector, master of the Holy Sword Alliance, I offer my thanks to the demon king.”
Even after hearing that Wrath was the demon king, he bowed his head and expressed his gratitude.
“That’s right. That should come first.”
Edgar slapped his own cheek and knelt next to Rector in the same posture.
“Demon king, thank you for saving my son and daughter.”
Smiling broadly, he offered his thanks to Wrath.
"If there's any food you want to eat, please tell me anytime."
Sylvia also bent her knees and bowed, expressing her thanks.
“Thank you for protecting everyone. Truly….”
Her eyes welled up with tears as she expressed her gratitude for helping her son.
“Thank you.”
Glenn stepped between them and knelt on one knee as well.
"In the name of the head of House Zieghart, I wish to express my gratitude to you."
He too bowed his head, saying that he was deeply grateful.
Th-The King of Essence is merely...
Wrath trembled, not knowing how to handle such gratitude.
He just did it because he could! Because it was a hassle otherwise!
He turned away abruptly, his nose visibly turning red.
‘Are you crying?’
Wh- who’s crying! It’s just that this is the first time so many humans have thanked the King of Essence even after knowing his true identity, so he was caught off guard!
Wrath sniffled as he shouted that he was merely surprised.
Raon expected Wrath to confidently accept their thanks, loudly declaring it was only natural. But instead, here he was, blushing. Truly, a curious demon king.
‘You deserve to be thanked.’
Raon smiled and patted Wrath on the back.
"...And to you as well, Raon."
Glenn stood up, giving Raon a warm smile.
"Huh? Why me...?"
"Even though you borrowed the demon king's power, defeating the Fallen wasn't an easy feat. You've done well."
As he said this, Glenn patted Raon's head, not as the cold head of house he usually was, but as a father who wanted to protect his family.
"I feel the same."
Rector looked at Raon with warm eyes and held his hand.
"You must have been more exhausted than anyone, yet you fought until the end without giving up. Thank you."
He smiled at Raon with the same gentle expression he had when teaching him swordsmanship.
"No, I... I just did what I had to do."
Raon waved his hand, bowing his head to both Glenn and Rector.
"..."
Sylvia watched Raon exchanging greetings with the two grandfathers and let her suppressed tears fall.
“Well, we can’t just express our thanks with words alone, can we? Raon and the demon king as well—surely there’s something you’d like?"
Edgar raised his hand, as if to ask Wrath for his wishes.
Why bother asking!
Wrath wiped his runny nose, lifting his head high
Food! And not just any food, but a mountain of dishes that even the King of Essence couldn't finish! Bring the entire shop's supply of those bead ice creams!
He patted his round belly, demanding the dining room be filled with food.
"He says he wants a party. With lots of food."
Raon nodded, saying that's all.
He didn't say it so simply! Say it properly!
Wrath grabbed Raon's hair, insisting he relay his words exactly.
"Oh, so he's the demon king of Gluttony!"
Edgar chuckled, finally understanding.
No, he’s not!
Wrath yelled at Edgar.
Don’t compare me to that glutton rabbit! The King of Essence is the Monarch of Wrath!
He shook his head wildly, insisting on being properly addressed.
‘Gluttony... Well, Gluttony isn't entirely wrong.’
Raon chuckled, watching the agitated Wrath and Edgar, who was calling him Gluttony.
Ugh, he’d love to freeze them all, but since they've thanked me, He'll hold back today...
As Wrath said he'd hold back just for today while wrinkling his nose—
Fwoooosh!
Suddenly, silver frost bloomed in midair and wrapped around Wrath entirely.
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