The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 821

 Chapter 821

 

“Lady Aris?”

Raon took a deep breath.

‘Could something have happened to her?’

The state of the continent was still unstable. While not as chaotic as before, small and large wars continued to break out, leaving Raon uneasy about the possibility of something bad happening to Aris.

‘That Derus bastard is capable of anything.’

The entire Five Demons, except for the Holy Sword Alliance, were dangerous, but what bothered him most was Derus Robert’s silence.

Unable to predict the man's actions anymore, a chill ran down Raon's spine.

"Shouldn't we go look for Lady Aris right now...?"

Raon swallowed dryly and looked up at Glenn.

“There’s no need to worry so much.”

Glenn shook his head with calm eyes.

"It’s not the first time that punk hasn’t responded."

He lowered his hand as if this situation was nothing new.

"In fact, if she answered immediately, I’d find that more suspicious. Unless it’s about you, she doesn’t bother replying."

Glenn clicked his tongue, mentioning that Raon should already be familiar with Aris’ personality.

"But Lady Aris must know the seriousness of the situation..."

“The only thing I wrote to her was about the soul stone. Other matters were too heavy to address in writing.”

He gestured with his fingers, explaining he’d only mentioned the soul stone and asked her to return.

“I see…”

“And it’s not like she didn’t respond at all.”

Glenn slightly furrowed his brows and bit his lip.

"Aris and those... pirate scoundrels."

He hesitated, seeming embarrassed that the leader of those pirates was his own daughter.

“Aris left only a few crew members on the ship and moved to Zeven Port, so no proper response came back.”

Glenn shook his head, saying that he hadn't received the desired reply because only the new recruits remained on the pirate ship Azure Wind.

“Besides, that kid has grown after meeting you.”

Unlike when talking about Aris, Glenn looked at Raon with a gentle expression.

“She won’t be defeated by a bunch of nobodies, so don’t worry.”

He assured him that if anything had happened to Aris, the whole continent would already be in an uproar.

“That’s true.”

Raon nodded quietly.

‘If Lady Aris had been captured or killed, rumors would have already spread.’

Aris was the Pirate King of the Five Divine Orders, but in reality, she was still affiliated to Zieghart.

If someone had killed or captured her, they could pressure not only Zieghart but also shake the entire Five Kings.

The news would have spread through countless channels by now.

"Right now, you should be focusing on Sia rather than that punk."

Glenn let out a long sigh. It was the first time he’d heard someone call their daughter a punk, but it didn’t sound particularly strange.

“It’s not like she’d even understand what I wrote, and she’d forget if she saw it.”

“…Yes.”

Raon had nothing to say in response. Aris was the kind of person who would see the Soul Stone right in front of her, simply say, ‘That looks unusual,’ and completely forget about it.

'The soul stone wasn’t in the Holy Sword Alliance either. Where could it be?'

Raon had come to the Holy Sword Alliance for two reasons.

The first was, of course, training. The second was to find the Soul Stone.

Even after sparring with all the swordsmen of the Holy Sword Alliance and asking about the Soul Stone, the only answer he got was that they didn’t know.

"I've contacted the Five Kings, the black market, the vassal families, and neutral factions friendly to us, but no one has seen it. Hardly anyone knows about its existence, apart from Chamber and the Magic Tower’s master.”

Glenn furrowed his brow, frustration evident in his expression.

"Even though Federick says there's still time, just waiting like this makes me feel suffocated."

For once, Glenn revealed his inner thoughts, clutching his forehead. He seemed exhausted by the helplessness of being unable to wake Sia.

"I’ve done nothing for you, and I’m nothing but a useless grandfather to her. The fact that I can’t do anything for her..."

….

Unexpectedly, Wrath didn’t say anything. Raon had expected him to mock Glenn for being weak and pathetic, but surprisingly, Wrath looked empathetic, his brow slightly furrowed.

"What do you mean you've done nothing for me? Grandfather, you showed me Zieghart's sword and instilled your convictions in me. Those two values are the greatest pillars that make up who I am today."

Raon firmly shook his head.

"And don’t worry too much about my sister. She’ll wake up. I’m sure of it."

Placing his right hand over his heart, he raised his gaze.

"Even if I have to search the entire continent, I will definitely find it."

He clenched his fist, vowing to find it—not only relying on the connections he had built but even using the Demon King's power if necessary.

“Ah…”

Glenn widened his eyes in surprise at Raon’s declaration but soon nodded slowly.

“Alright. I’ll trust you.”

Feeling the growth of his grandson, whom he had thought was still a child, Glenn offered a gentle smile.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Raon bowed deeply and left the audience chamber.

“Huhuhu.”

Roenn approached the platform, laughing softly.

“The young master has truly matured.”

With a satisfied expression, he looked at the spot where Raon had stood.

"Yes. I didn't expect him to comfort me."

Glenn leaned back deeply into the throne, nodding.

“He’s no longer a child.”

After Raon left for the Holy Sword Alliance, Glenn found himself shaking his legs unknowingly, but it wasn’t just because he missed Raon.

It was also because there was no way to save Sia anywhere, and the time given to that child was gradually running out, making his anxiety grow even greater.

Just now, he almost shook his leg without realizing it, but seeing Raon's determined gaze calmed his anxious heart.

For some reason, it truly felt like everything would be resolved just as Raon said.

“That child’s greatest talent isn’t in physical strength but that firm mental fortitude.”

No matter how difficult the situation, Raon doesn't despair and finds a way forward. Having endured many hardships since childhood, the method of not giving up and overcoming seemed engraved in his body and soul.

“But I can’t leave everything to him. Let’s contact everyone once more.”

Glenn nodded decisively, determined to do what he could.

“Yes!”

Roenn bowed deeply, clearly pleased to see Glenn energized.

“I’ll contact Aris myself. I need to make sure that punk gets the message.”

Picking up a pen, Glenn muttered about putting a leash on her.

*   *   *

Raon left the lord’s manor and headed for Federick’s mansion.

‘Sorry, but dinner will have to wait a bit longer.’

Raon clasped his hands together in apology to Wrath, who was clutching his stomach.

T-The King of Essence is no glutton!

Wrath, as if understanding Raon’s situation, shook his head without urging him.

He can wait as long as needed, so don’t worry!

The Demon King snorted, saying not to underestimate him.

‘…Thank you.’

Raon lightly tapped Wrath’s head and entered Federick’s mansion.

“You come here every day, whether it’s during training or after it.”

Federick nodded, as if pleased

“Do you like me that much?”

“Yes. If I don’t see you for even a day, I feel like thorns will grow in my mouth.”

“Haha, you’ve really become cheeky now.”

Federick laughed, clearly amused, and gestured for him to come in.

“Your mother and father are here too, so go see them.”

He reminded Raon not to make too much noise and then disappeared into the clinic.

“Thank you.”

Raon bowed to Federick’s back and entered Sia’s hospital room.

Sia was still lying on the bed, breathing shallowly. Sylvia and Edgar were watching her with their hands clasped together as if in prayer.

“Raon?”

Sylvia, sensing his presence, turned around and stood up.

"I heard you were training. Have you returned?"

She took his hand, asking if he had eaten.

"Yes. I’m eating well."

Raon nodded with a faint smile.

Eating well, my foot!

Wrath puffed up his stomach like a well-baked loaf of bread.

You haven’t eaten anything today except water!

He ground his teeth, saying he couldn’t stand lies about meals.

"Your face looks so thin."

Sylvia cupped his cheeks and let out a short sigh.

He felt sorry that she, who had been worrying about Sia until now, was now worrying about him.

It seemed that parents, whether Glenn or Sylvia, always carried the weight of worry in their hearts.

“I really have been eating. Did you two eat?”

"Of course, we ate well. Earlier this afternoon, we had a grand feast. It's nice not having to eat strange foods when you're not around. That pineapple pizza? I just don't get it. I kept eating it because you like it, but I kept thinking, 'Why am I eating this?' Should I say the taste is…?"

Edgar shook his head from side to side, saying he couldn't understand.

He had always been talkative, but now he seemed to speak even faster, perhaps to lighten the heavy mood.

This tasteless fool! The sweet and salty harmony of pineapple pizza is unparalleled!

Wrath, as simple-minded as ever, took Edgar's words personally and started shouting.

"How is sister?"

"She's fine."

Sylvia nodded, gently stroking Sia's head.

"She looks no different from someone sleeping. That makes it even sadder."

She bit her lip tightly, as if feeling sorry for Sia, who had lost both her teenage years and her twenties.

"Then we just need to make her happier than ever before."

Raon looked at Sylvia, who was sniffling, and Edgar, who had stopped his chatter. He then held Sia's hand, transmitting the warmth of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation to her and nodded.

‘I'll definitely wake you up.’

Sia was kidnapped as a child and lived her whole life as a puppet of Eden, and now she was in a state where it was uncertain when she would wake up.

It was an even more depressing situation than his previous life, where he couldn't do anything according to his own will, so he was determined to save her no matter what.

"I'll be going now."

Raon tightly held Sia's hand and then left the mansion.

Where are you going?

‘To the annex building. I need to eat quickly and train.’

The stronger he became, the more he could do. He wanted to reach Transcendence as quickly as possible to find a way to save Sia.

Hmm, just for today…

Wrath, perched on Raon’s shoulder, smacked his lips.

He’ll allow Nadine bread just for today.

‘What?’

Raon’s eyes widened as he looked at Wrath.

‘Really?’

Eat quickly before the King of Essence changes his mind!

Wrath shook his head, saying he would let it slide just for today.

‘Wrath…’

Raon looked at Wrath, whose nose was slightly scrunched, and gave a gentle smile. His heart felt warm at the demon king’s unexpected thoughtfulness.

‘Alright. If my sister wakes up later, I’ll throw a party.’

Of course! And it must be a grand one! The King of Essence has a big appetite!

‘How big are we talking?’

At least ten tubs of bead ice cream and three pineapple pizzas!

‘…Is that big?’

Uh… then eleven tubs and four pizzas?

‘Your appetite’s pretty small…’

Raon chuckled as he chatted with Wrath and headed to the fifth training ground.

* *   *

"I have achieved enlightenment!"

Krein stretched out his arms toward the sky.

"What enlightenment?"

Dorian tilted his head as he looked at Krein.

"Threat detection!"

Krein answered immediately, as if he had been waiting for the question.

"I can't read the opponent's moves like your mind's eye, but in terms of evasion ability, I'm the best!"

"You gained that?"

Dorian exhaled in disbelief.

"During the focus enhancement training, the division leader suddenly sent the Dancing Sword flying, remember? It really had killing intent. So I fought back purely out of spite, thinking, 'Fine, just kill me,' and after that, it felt like my soul had shed a layer."

Krein smirked, saying that he had awakened the sense when his life was on the brink.

"Let’s see..."

Dorian licked his lips, then drew his sword and thrust at Krein’s chest.

It was a sword strike that was hard to block even if one was prepared.

"Huh?!"

Krein’s eyes widened in shock, but he bent backward like a branch swaying in the wind, narrowly dodging Dorian’s attack.

"W-what, are you trying to kill me!"

Krein growled, grabbing Dorian by the collar.

"Wow, it’s real."

Even while being grabbed by the collar, Dorian applauded, saying it was impressive.

"I really didn't expect you to dodge."

"So you were trying to kill me! Are you trying to copy Raon Zieghart too?"

Krein butted heads with Dorian, grinding his teeth.

"That's not something you should say to a person!"

Dorian frowned, demanding an apology.

"Ah, alright, I’m sorry. I went too far."

Krein apologized, clasping his hands together.

"But I’ve been thinking."

He clapped his hands, lowering his voice.

"Right now, we have a different advantage over the division leader."

"A different advantage?"

Dorian tilted his head, puzzled.

"Our division leader is already at the peak of Grandmaster realm. To advance from there, it could take a few years, or even a decade."

Krein shook his head, looking at Raon, who was sitting on the platform with his eyes closed.

"During that time, we can continue climbing upward. Of course, catching up to the division leader is absolutely impossible, but there’s a certain satisfaction in growing."

He nodded, suggesting they take comfort in the feeling of growing faster than Raon.

"Hmm, is that so?"

"I'm telling you! Just look at this focus enhancement training. The division leader hasn’t changed, but we’ve all gotten stronger! You felt it too, didn’t you? My threat detection ability!"

As Krein laughed and encouraged Dorian to take pride, it happened.

Whoosh!

Raon's sword, Heavenly Drive, which was lying beside him, unsheathed itself and floated into the air.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaa!

A pale golden flame blazed on its blade, rising like a soaring fire dragon.

"Is that really true?"

Dorian blinked, questioning if they were truly growing faster than Raon.

“It… was a pipe dream.”

Krein couldn’t speak for a long time before lowering his head.

*   *   *

Thunk.

Raon caught Heavenly Drive as it descended and smiled in satisfaction.

‘Impressive.’

By using the Ring of Fire to increase the power of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, the power of his swordsmanship had significantly increased.

‘And…’

His mastery of the Dancing Sword had improved as well.

The Ring of Fire didn’t just enhance Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, it also bolstered his swordsmanship, sharpening his techniques.

Even though his aura hadn’t significantly increased, nor had he advanced to a higher realm, he felt undeniably stronger.

‘What's even more amazing is....’

Was that this wasn’t the end.

It had been less than three days since he gained the fortuitous encounter in the underground library.

The amplification effect of the Ring of Fire was still incomplete, but with this level of power, he couldn’t help but wonder how strong it would be once he fully mastered it.

You truly are one lucky bastard.

Wrath narrowed his eyes, glaring at the flames lingering on Heavenly Drive.

Although… He’ll admit there was a bit of effort involved…

Perhaps feeling it was unfair to dismiss it entirely as luck, he begrudgingly admitted that some effort had been involved.

‘Thanks for saying that.’

Raon chuckled, sheathing Heavenly Drive.

‘Wrath, can I ask you something?’

Speak.

‘If I were to fight a novice Transcender now, how would I fare?’

Starting from Transcendence, there are no specific levels like novice or intermediate.

Wrath shook his head, saying that the realm of Transcendence was entirely different from others.

Still, to give you an answer, you could stand your ground against someone who’s just stepped into Transcendence.

He wasn’t joking or teasing, his tone was sincere as he gave his honest assessment.

You’d definitely die, but there’s a high chance the Transcender who faces you would die too.

Wrath nodded, saying that he had reached the point where mutual destruction was possible.

'It's similar to what I thought.'

Raon clenched his fist.

‘I feel like I can fight a Transcender now.’

On the continent, Masters were many, Grandmasters were few, but Transcenders were leaders of major factions—monsters among monsters.

The thought of being able to face such monsters made his heart race.

‘Then, with this new power….’

Wh-What will you do with it?

Wrath gulped, curious about Raon’s plans.

‘I’ll beat them up.’

Raon grinned and glanced at the Light Wind swordsmen who were training nearby.

"Huh?"

“W-Why is it suddenly so cold?”

"Yeah, it’s not even winter yet…"

The swordsmen shuddered as if they had read his mind.

Is this guy seriously insane…?

Wrath exhaled sharply, shaking his head.

‘There’s no point in getting stronger alone.’

Raon grinned as he began preparing a new round of hellish training. Just then, a snow-white hawk descended in front of him.

"That symbol…"

Raon frowned as he noticed a folded piece of paper tied to the hawk’s leg.

"White Whale?"

 

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