The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 819

 Chapter 819

 

Woosh!

Raon swallowed dryly as he gazed at the golden flames wrapping around him.

‘Is it not taking me into the first head of house’s memories?’

Normally, facing these golden flames would transport him back a thousand years to the era of the first head of house, but this time, it seemed to only block his path.

Unlike what he experienced in the Holy Sword Alliance, it didn’t appear to be a flame that connected to the past.

‘It’s not hot.’

He placed his hand on the flickering flame in front of him, but it didn’t feel hot at all. Instead, it was as warm and gentle as the sunlight on an autumn afternoon.

‘It doesn’t seem like it’s trying to stop me either.’

The flames gave off no sense of hostility toward him. Rather, they felt strangely familiar.

‘Why is it blocking my path, then?’

As he narrowed his eyes in curiosity, the golden flames began to ripple softly like the dawn mist and slowly sink down.

‘It’s disappearing now.’

Thinking it was just another odd occurrence, Raon prepared to move forward.

Faaaaaang!

The golden flames suddenly surged upward like water splashing off the ground, scattering in every direction.

Whooosh!

The scattered flames started to take the shape of human figures, and they began to act as if they were handling documents or reading books.

‘What is this…?’

Raon exhaled deeply. Witnessing the memories of the first head of house was already surreal, but now seeing flames taking on human shapes and moving around—it felt as if he were dreaming.

What are you doing?

Wrath furrowed one brow, asking why he was zoning out.

Stop wasting time and finish quickly!

He waved his hand, saying they should go eat after a quick look around.

"Light Wind division leader, is there a problem?"

Chad tilted his head, seemingly unaware of anything unusual.

Neither Chad nor Wrath appeared to see the flame-like humans.

‘Is it only visible to me?’

Raon’s fingertips trembled as he watched a flame human pass straight through Chad.

‘Now that I think about it….’

Though the flame humans seemed to be working, they didn’t actually touch the books or shelves.

They seemed like ghosts—unable to interact physically with the environment and visible only to him.

"Shadow Agents' master, is this place always like this?"

Raon shook his head as he watched one of the flame humans emerge from Chad’s shoulder.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, it does feel hotter than usual today."

Chad rolled up his sleeves and furrowed his brows.

"This library is always kept cool to protect important books and documents, but today the temperature seems to have risen a bit."

He said he should check the temperature control device and headed to the right wall.

"……."

Raon wasn’t focused on Chad but rather on the flame humans wandering back and forth next to him.

‘What are they doing?’

The flame humans roamed the library, full of historical records, as if they were reading or taking notes. It really seemed like they were working here.

"Hmm, the device seems fine, which is strange."

Chad clicked his tongue, saying they might need to call a mage later to inspect further.

"For now, let’s continue. This way, please."

"…Yes."

Raon nodded and followed Chad.

The flame humans ignored both Chad and himself, focusing solely on their own work.

What’s going on with you?

Wrath asked, tilting his head. After spending so much time together, he seemed able to read Raon’s expressions.

‘flame humans are coming out and organizing the library.’

That’s the dumbest thing he has heard today.

Wrath waved his hand, telling Raon to stop spouting nonsense and get moving.

‘…It does sound ridiculous.’

Raon chuckled lightly and continued following Chad into the deeper sections of the library.

Since the flames didn’t seem to have a purpose or affect anyone, he decided to ignore them for now.

"This section contains records from 700 years ago."

Chad pulled out an old book. Despite its age, it was well-preserved and didn’t look ancient.

"In this particular document, it says, ‘The first head of house closed the skies of hell and opened the human world’."

He flipped the book around and showed it to Raon.

"I see."

Raon nodded as he read the text. Just as Chad had said, the grand legend of the first head of house was written in elegant script.

"Of course, such stories can be found in any prestigious kingdom or family."

Chad chuckled, saying that every notable family or kingdom had plenty of such legends.

"But there’s something a bit peculiar…."

He grabbed an even older book and opened it, his intellectual gaze sharpening.

"There’s always a reference to closing the sky."

In the book Chad showed, there was a phrase that the ancestor closed the pitch-black sky. 

"The sky?"

"Yes, isn’t it strange? In most families or kingdoms, the legends are usually about hunting powerful monsters, defeating demon kings, or slaying famous dragons, but our records often mention closing various kinds of skies."

He clicked his tongue thoughtfully.

"Ah, of course, I don’t mean to say it’s strange in a dismissive way."

Chad waved his hands, worried Raon might misunderstand.

"No, I understand. I’ve had similar thoughts."

Raon nodded calmly.

‘His actions were unique in many ways.’

From the training cave of Zieghart to the underwater dungeon, the World Tree, the Saber Sword Sovereign’s tomb, and the Holy Sword Alliance’s land—his legacy had spread far and wide.

Indeed, the scale of his actions seemed fitting for someone dealing with hell or the skies themselves.

"Oh! You're the first person to agree with my opinion!"

Chad came forward with a bright smile, seeming pleased.

“Let me gather all the books I remember. I haven’t read everything in this library, so I can’t find them all, but…”

In just a few minutes, he had stacked dozens of books in front of Raon.

To think he remembered the contents of all these books, he was indeed an extraordinary person.

"Unfortunately, I have to leave now. I have a meeting this morning."

Chad bowed politely after placing the stack of books in front of Raon.

"Thank you for taking care of me even though I came at an early hour."

Raon set down the book he was reading and bowed back.

"It’s nothing! If not for the meeting, I’d spend all day helping you find more books. It’s a shame, really."

Chad clicked his tongue regretfully.

"No need. I’ll take it from here."

Raon smiled faintly and nodded.

"Understood. If you need any help, feel free to call me."

With a courteous bow, Chad headed for the exit, glancing back occasionally, clearly reluctant to leave.

"……."

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Chad’s back.

'Is he really under Karoon?'

Chad had been one of the few people who offered Raon support and recognition when everyone else ignored him.

Like Judiel, he could have been sent by Karoon or another member of the direct line, so Raon thought it was hard to completely trust him, but lately, he felt differently.

‘For now, I’ll focus on my own task.’

Regardless of who Chad served, one thing was certain, he cared deeply about Zieghart.

Since Raon had no interest in the competition for the head of house, he turned his attention back to the books and began reading.

Instead of concerning yourself with a mere human from a thousand years ago, why not pay attention to a supreme being that has lived for thousands of years?

Wrath wagged his chubby finger, telling Raon not to waste his time.

‘A supreme being that has lived for thousands of years...’

Raon raised an eyebrow at Wrath.

‘Are you talking about yourself?’

Of course! There is no being in this world more noble or knowledgeable than the King of Essence!

Wrath spread his hands elegantly, oblivious to the fact that he resembled a cotton candy.

‘...Then have you heard of Anima?’

Is that the name of a new ice cream? It sounds delicious!

Wrath smacked his lips hungrily, It seemed he had forgotten, even though they had heard about Anima together from the Saber Sword Sovereign.

‘Figures.’

Raon sighed and turned his attention back to the book.

Ugh! Then hurry up and finish! The King of Essence still has many things he wants to eat….

‘Quiet, unless you want to eat Nadine bread.’

Hrk!

Wrath immediately fell silent.

‘You must really hate Nadine bread.’

Of course! He hates it as much as those crazy women!

Wrath furiously shook his head, emphasizing his hatred.

‘But they seem to love you. I could help you get closer to them….’

Shut up!

*   *   *

"Damn it!"

A swallow perched on a tree branch frowned as it looked down at the Shadow Agents' building.

"Where did he go?"

Raon’s presence, which had been following the grim-looking man, suddenly vanished.

Even though it had been watching through the window, it couldn’t pinpoint his location, leaving it feeling frustrated.

"I can’t get in with this body either…."

The building was so tightly guarded, befitting Zieghart’s intelligence organization, that not even a mouse could enter.

Even for someone like her, capable of borrowing the bodies of various animals, this place was impenetrable.

"Hmph."

A mocking sound came from the air. When she looked up, a very faint pink mist, like melted azaleas, was shimmering.

It was her—the stalker. After fighting all day on the cliff and ending in a draw, they had made a truce to enter Zieghart together.

"Is that the best you can do?"

Lust snorted at Merlin, looking down at her.

"I suppose that’s the limit of a human’s stalking abilities. Still, you tried."

She let out a small mocking laugh, claiming the contest winner was already decided.

"Grrr…."

Merlin trembled with frustration, her wings shaking as she glaring at the pink mist.

"I’m the best stalker to follow him!"

Lust, convinced of her victory in the stalking contest, let her pink mist drift slowly toward the Shadow Agents’ building.

If not for her snail-like pace, she might have been undetectable to anyone.

“Argh….”

Merlin ground her beak until it nearly bled, considering whether to abandon the swallow body and bring her true body instead. Then, she spotted a tiny spider clinging to the window.

“That’s it!”

Merlin immediately flew over and landed in front of the spider.

"!"

Caught in the predator’s gaze, the spider froze in fear, trembling in place.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry.”

Merlin spoke to the spider. Though the success rate with insects was typically low, she didn’t care right now. She would succeed by sheer willpower if she had to.

Wooong!

Fortunately, the spider agreed to her request. Of course, the cost would fall on Raon later, but Merlin only cared about winning for now.

"Ha!"

Merlin abandoned the swallow’s body, entering the spider instead. She looked up with renewed determination.

"At that snail’s pace, when do you plan to enter? You’ll die of old age first!"

Merlin, now in the spider’s body, climbed through the window frame while mocking Lust, who was slowly drifting toward the building.

“That little...!”

Lust forced herself to speed up, perching atop the window frame. She consumed her soul to block the window frame that Merlin was trying to enter.

"Move aside!"

"You’re not getting in!"

Thus began the 241st battle between Lust, who had become a cloud, and Merlin, who had become a spider.

*   *   *

"Sigh…."

Raon set down the history book from 900 years ago and let out a small sigh.

‘Nothing here either.’

All the books Chad had provided contained stories about the first head of Zieghart.

However, they held no concrete details about what the first head had done or whom he had fought.

The records only spoke of his unbelievable achievements—like closing the skies and destroying hell—before founding Zieghart.

‘There must be something else….’

What Raon wanted to know wasn’t such vague tales but information about the Anima the first head had fought and what preparations he had made.

He needed to look further into the past.

‘The next book….’

He reached out to the right, but there was nothing to grab. It seemed he had read all the books that Chad had piled up.

‘Wow, already?’

Already? Allllreeeaady?

Wrath furrowed his brow and brought his round face close.

It may be underground here, but it’s already night outside! What are you doing, starving yourself like this?

Wrath grabbed his collar and shook him furiously, complaining why he even had to starve in House Zieghart’s.

"Hmm…."

Raon looked up at the ceiling and smacked his lips.

‘It really does seem to be evening.’

Since he was starting to feel hungry, it seemed a lot of time had passed, just as Wrath said.

‘Then maybe some Nadine bread....’

Grrr!

As Raon reached into his subspace pocket, Wrath growled like an enraged beast, baring his teeth.

If you pull out that bread, both you and the King of Essence die here!

Wrath shook his tiny fists, trembling with fury. His fluffy appearance made him look like an angry puppy, which was hard to take seriously, but since he had been unusually patient, Raon decided not to bring out the bread.

‘Alright, let’s head back for today.’

You should’ve done that earlier!

‘Let me tidy up first.’

Raon began returning the books he had read to their shelves.

The flame humans continued wandering the library, but he had grown so accustomed to them that they no longer felt strange.

As he returned the final book and turned to leave, he noticed something unusual about a couple of the flame humans.

‘What are they doing?’

Unlike the others, who mimicked reading, retrieving, and organizing books, these two stood motionless before the farthest wall.

‘That stance….’

Were they guarding something?

Their still posture, without even a flicker of movement, seemed like they were protecting something.

"Hmm."

Raon swallowed dryly and approached the wall where the two flame humans stood.

Wha-What are you trying to do now!

‘Just a moment.’

Ignoring Wrath’s protests, Raon stepped up to the wall. The flame humans showed no sign of recognizing him and continued standing still.

Tap.

Raon let out a low breath and placed his hand on the wall. Naturally, nothing happened.

‘As expected, nothing?’

He let out a hollow laugh and was about to remove his hand when the warm energy he had felt upon first coming here was transmitted from the flame humans on both sides.

‘Could it be…?’

Raon pressed his lips together and simultaneously activated the Ring of Fire and the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.

Whoosh!

In that instant, the flame humans on either side of him, along with all the flame humans in the library, gathered at his fingertips, forming a flaming door in the wall before him.

 

 

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