The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 825
Chapter 825
“What do you mean by that…?”
Raon tilted his head, still holding the scabbard of Heavenly Drive. The sudden suggestion to add something to the Dancing Sword puzzled him.
"I just had an interesting idea."
Aris nodded and raised her sword.
“What if you incorporated the principle of the space sword with the Dancing Sword?”
“The principle of space sword….”
He had never even thought about incorporating the principle of space sword, as he was entirely focused on improving his proficiency with the Dancing Sword.
The idea of incorporating the space sword had never even crossed his mind.
“Think about it.”
Aris floated her sword into the air. It wasn’t the Dancing Sword but simple telekinesis using aura.
"Most people would think the greatest strength of the Dancing Sword is its immense destructive power, but someone like you knows better. Its greatest advantage is the freedom it gains when it leaves the wielder's hand."
“That’s true.”
As Aris said, the Dancing Sword was difficult to defend against not because of its power but because its movements were unpredictable.
“So….”
Aris clicked her tongue in excitement and flicked her sword with her finger. Her sword disappeared and suddenly reappeared, smashing the edge of the deck.
Although it wasn’t the Dancing Sword and lost its momentum immediately, its speed and power as a thrown weapon were impressive.
“If the Dancing Sword could suddenly appear like this, wouldn’t it be even more interesting?”
Aris grinned, her smile deepening as she imagined incorporating the space sword into the Dancing Sword, creating an invincible swordsmanship that no one could break.
“Ahhh! What are you doing, breaking the deck like that!”
Rabawin, who had been watching in awe, screamed at the sight of the shattered deck.
“It’s my ship. I’ll fix it later.”
"It's not you but us who have to fix it!"
Rabawin clutched his head, his eyebrows furrowing deeply.
“Hmm….”
Aris quickly averted her gaze, as if she had nothing to say in response.
"So, what do you think? Doesn't it seem like a good idea?"
She sparkled her eyes, asking if it wasn't a good thought.
"As you say, it would become a swordsmanship that no one could block. However..."
Raon looked at Aris and calmly shook his head.
“It’s too difficult right now.”
Just using familiar swordsmanship with the Dancing Sword strained his upper energy center, making his mind and body feel heavy as if soaked in water.
It was difficult to even think about anything else while using the Dancing Sword, so it was impossible to incorporate the principle of space sword in the middle of it.
Satisfying Aris’ expectations would only be possible after reaching the realm of Transcendence.
“Then how about this?”
Rimmer, who had been waiting for his chance, stepped forward, wiggling his finger.
“When you use the Dancing Sword, you only incorporate the aura of fire, don’t you?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Raon nodded. The reason he could use the Dancing Sword despite being a Grandmaster was due to the synergy between the Ring of Fire and the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.
If it weren't for the fortuitous encounter in the underground library, he wouldn't have been able to use even the current level of the Dancing Sword.
"The attribute that raises fire the most is wind, right? When you use the Dancing Sword, try enveloping it with the wind of the Light Wind Flow."
Rimmer suggested that instead of focusing on martial growth, Raon should first enhance the Dancing Sword’s power.
"Hmm, that seems possible."
Adding the aura of wind to the Dancing Sword didn't consume much mental strength, making it seem doable.
“No, no!”
Aris elbowed Rimmer aside and stepped in.
“The space sword is far cooler and more practical! Forget the easy path—take the challenging one!”
She shook her head, saying it was better to practice the space sword.
"It’s not a challenging path, it's an impossible one right now."
Rimmer snorted, dismissing the idea.
“Grr….”
“Hmph!”
Aris gritted her teeth, glaring at Rimmer, who shrugged casually.
“Alright, I’ll try both.”
Raon stepped between their staring contest and raised Heavenly Drive into the air.
“Let’s see….”
Following Aris’ suggestion, he launched the Dancing Sword while trying to incorporate the principle of space sword.
Wooong!
Heavenly Sword vibrates violently, trying to leap through space, but it abruptly halts midair above the sea.
‘Ugh….’
As expected, it didn’t work.
Trying to leap through space while controlling the Dancing Sword made his head ache as if it would split.
It was a result of insufficient mastery of both the space sword and the Dancing Sword.
“See? I told you it wouldn’t work. No matter how much of a genius Raon is, just using the Dancing Sword is taxing enough for him right now.”
Rimmer shook his head, as if the result was obvious.
“W-who said it would work right now? I meant he should practice!”
Aris bit her lip, a vein throbbing on her forehead.
“Raon, this time, try adding the wind of the Light Wind Flow. It’ll definitely increase its power.”
Rimmer’s eyes gleamed with confidence as he gave his suggestion.
“Understood.”
Raon nodded and refocused on the Dancing Sword.
Using the Crimson Slash of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, he targeted the pirate ship, adding the wind of the Light Wind Flow to the serene flames enveloping Heavenly Drive.
Kuwaaaaaaa!
* * *
“After all those dimensional gates, my body was aching, but swinging my sword feels great.”
Martha smiled as she cut down a tattooed pirate with a single slash.
"Yeah. I thought I wouldn't be able to train at all because we were at sea, but who would've thought we'd actually get to fight."
Burren nodded as he swiftly cut down three charging pirates in one motion.
"B-But is it really okay to kill these pirates? We don't even know what crime they've committed..."
Dorian hesitated, laying subdued pirates on the deck while swallowing nervously.
“They fired their magic cannons at us the moment they saw us. Do you think they’re good people?”
Martha snapped, flicking Dorian’s forehead.
“Don’t worry.”
The bald middle-aged man who had guided them earlier shook his head.
“They belong to the Jirang pirate group, infamous in this area as absolute scum.”
The middle-aged man swung his sword, calling the pirates fiends in human skin, and effortlessly cut off their heads.
“They’ll do anything for money—murder, theft, drugs, and even human trafficking.”
A woman wearing a black eyepatch showed a cold gaze, saying that there were probably slaves on the ship.
"...Indeed, they are below."
Runaan, who was only defending with her scabbard, felt faint presences from below deck and unsheathed her sword.
Frost bloomed from the blade, turning the nearby pirates into living ice sculptures.
“In that case, there’s no need to hold back.”
Martha grinned, gripping her sword with both hands as she decided not only to attack the pirates but to destroy the ship itself.
“This is for the good of the continent.”
Burren murmured, declaring it his duty to protect people, and began cutting down pirates without hesitation.
“Stop!”
As the Light Wind swordsmen overwhelmed the pirates without sustaining a single injury, the door of the captain's quarters was smashed, and a huge middle-aged man walked out.
He carried a greatsword on his shoulder, and the energy wave he exuded was as formidable as a general on the battlefield.
He was at least an advanced master level.
“Hmph!”
Martha licked her lips as she looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to be the pirate captain.
"A decent opponent has appeared."
"I'll handle him."
Burren straightened his back and stepped forward.
“What nonsense! He’s mine!”
Martha shook her head, refusing to step aside.
“Look inside the captain’s quarters.”
Burren pointed to the room the pirate captain had emerged from. Inside, people covered in blood and chained like playthings were lying on the floor.
It was clear they had been treated as toys after being kidnapped.
“That bastard is unforgivable.”
Burren’s energy wave turned cold as he vowed to take care of the pirate captain himself.
“That’s why I have to deal with him. Scum like that shouldn’t be given a quick death!”
Martha bared her teeth, unwilling to back down.
"You brats don't know your place!"
The pirate captain growled, raising his greatsword high above his head.
As he prepared to unleash his full strength to strike down Martha and Burren—
Kuwaaaaaaa!
A massive sword engulfed in flames descended from the sky, slicing the pirate captain in half.
"Arghhhhh!"
Perhaps because the sword strike was so sharp, the pirate captain didn't die immediately even though his body was split in two.
He screamed in excruciating pain as he burned in the flames.
"Wow, that’s... a bit..."
"Raon, that guy is really ruthless..."
Even Burren and Martha, who had vowed to kill the pirate captain in the most brutal way possible, trembled as they hadn't even imagined such an execution.
"Uh, the ship seems to be tilting..."
Dorian blinked as he noticed himself sliding across the deck.
“It’s not tilting! It’s split in half!”
Krein trembled as he looked at the pirate ship, now split down the middle and engulfed in flames.
Whoooosh!
The power of Raon’s Dancing Sword had been so immense that it not only destroyed the pirate ship but also split the sea beneath it.
“Arrghhh!”
“What the hell is this!?”
“The ship’s sinking! Save the people first!”
While the members of the Light Wind division could walk on water, they dove into the sea without hesitation to rescue the people the pirates had kidnapped.
“You damn division leader! You sent us here, and then you destroyed the ship!”
“He didn’t just destroy it, he obliterated it! Go show off your power somewhere else!”
Martha and Burren ground their teeth, glaring at Raon.
"...Ugly Raon."
Runaan made a splint out of ice and glared at Raon.
Puhehehehe!
Wrath burst into laughter, pointing at Raon.
You’ve even earned the Ice Cream Girl’s resentment? That’s rock bottom!
He mocked Raon, his laughter echoing as he rolled on his back.
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t expect it to be this powerful.”
Raon clasped his hands together in apology to the Light Wind swordsmen.
He had thought that because the ship was large, he didn't need to control his strength, but combining wind and flame resulted in power beyond his expectations.
Although it was crude, its destructive power had already surpassed the realm of Grandmaster.
‘This is embarrassing.’
Raon sheathed the returning Heavenly Drive and joined the Light Wind swordsmen in rescuing the people from the water.
“See? At times like this, focusing purely on power is the best approach.”
Rimmer shrugged, throwing a glance at Aris.
“The space sword can wait….”
“Just you wait.”
Aris clenched her lips and gripped Rimmer’s shoulder tightly, her eyes gleaming with determination.
"Starting today, I'll teach him one-on-one until he becomes an even greater master of the space sword than I am."
She flashed her reddened eyes, seeming furious at losing to Rimmer.
"W-well, suit yourself..."
Rimmer swallowed nervously, watching her increasingly reddened eyes.
'Is there not a single normal person in this damn family...?'
* * *
“That’s not it!”
Aris slammed the deck with a switch she had gotten from who-knows-where.
“I can see the movement of the strike! That’s not the space sword! It’s just moving fast!”
She shook her head, saying the entire approach was wrong.
“I know, but it’s not easy.”
Raon lowered Heavenly Drive and shook his head.
Performing the space sword with the sword in his hand wasn't too difficult, but doing it with the Dancing Sword was not easy.
“No! You can do it!”
Aris yelled, urging him to keep trying.
“…Understood.”
Raon sighed briefly and raised Heavenly Drive into the air once more.
‘This is exhausting.’
Since the day they encountered the pirate ship, Aris had stuck close to him, relentlessly teaching him about the space sword—perhaps upset at losing to Rimmer's advice.
He wanted to focus on other training since incorporating the space sword into the Dancing Sword was difficult at the moment, but Aris was so enthusiastic that he couldn't bring himself to tell her to stop.
‘Just a bit more.’
Raon aimed the Dancing Sword at a small piece of driftwood floating on the sea and tried to incorporate the principle of the space sword.
Fwoooosh!
Heavenly Drive became a beam of light, disappearing into the shadow of a wave. It reappeared in the sky directly above the driftwood.
Chiiiing!
Although it seemed successful, Heavenly Drive flailed in the air like a drowning person instead of striking the driftwood.
“Ugh….”
Raon clutched his head and shook it.
‘Another failure.’
While he could use the Dancing Sword to launch the sword and then teleport it with the space sword, the final strike always failed.
It seemed difficult to progress further with his current upper energy center.
Actually, even the movement itself failed.
Wrath shook his head.
Just as that punk said, the direction is visible. It’s such lousy swordsmanship.
He snorted disdainfully.
‘You think so?’
Raon sighed and dropped his shoulders.
Actually, with your current level, it's impossible to use the Dancing Sword at all.
If it weren't for the ring in your heart, you wouldn't even have the capacity in your upper energy center to use the Dancing Sword.
Wrath shook his head as if saying it was already his limit.
“Argh! So close!”
Aris clapped her hands together, expressing her frustration.
“Just a little more! Just a bit more practice!”
She clasped her hands, her eyes shining with hope.
"I'm telling you, it's not possible."
Rimmer waved his hand dismissively.
"It's already a miracle that Raon can use the Dancing Sword like this. Adding the space sword in between is too much."
He shook his head, just like Wrath, saying it would be impossible until Raon reached Transcendence.
"Can't you just keep your mouth shut?"
"What, can't I even speak?"
"Seems like I need to shut you up..."
Raon narrowed his eyes, watching as Aris grabbed Rimmer by the collar, seemingly about to toss him into the sea.
‘If the vice division leader understands my limitations, Aunt must as well.’
Rimmer knew that trying to progress the Dancing Sword at his current realm was unreasonable, so why was Aris insisting on pushing him further?
That doesn't mean this training is meaningless.
Wrath calmly shook his head.
‘It's not meaningless?’
The energy center is like a muscle. Even if it's just a little, the more you use it, the more it grows and strengthens.
‘Ah….’
While your energy center is strained now, if you rest and use that sword again later, you’ll find some improvement. It may not seem like much now, but once you reach Transcendence, the difference will be clear.
Wrath nodded, saying the effort now would pay off in the future.
‘That makes sense.’
Raon grasped Heavenly Drive and nodded.
It seemed Aris was making him do this training not for his present self but hoping his future self would become stronger.
“Aaaahhh!”
Hearing a scream from the back of the ship, Raon turned to see Rimmer was gone. Aris was approaching with a bright smile.
“Where’s the vice division leader…?”
“He went home.”
Aris shook her head with a bright smile.
“Home…?”
As Raon blinked in confusion, the voices of the Light Wind swordsmen were heard.
“The vice division leader fell into the sea!”
“His arms and legs are tied! He can’t even move!”
"Get a rope! Bring a rope!"
The Light Wind swordsmen and the crew of the Azure Wind began to pull up Rimmer in a panic.
“Shall we continue?”
Aris tilted her head, her eyes turning cold.
"Alright."
"Uh..."
When Raon nodded even more enthusiastically, Aris widened her eyes.
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid? Do you think I’d actually suppress you with aura and toss you into the sea?”
She reassured him with a shake of her head.
‘So she really did suppress him with aura….’
Raon swallowed dryly. He had wondered why Rimmer hadn’t resisted, and it seemed she had used her aura to stop his movements.
"Don't worry. Take it slowly..."
“No. Push me harder. I have things I need to do as well….”
Raon looked straight at Aris and firmly shook his head.
“I want to become stronger.”
* * *
After a week of sailing, the Azure Wind finally arrived at their destination, Sevil Island.
"That island over there, Giran Island, is where I saw the Soul Stone."
Rabawin pointed to an uninhabited island west of Sevil Island.
It wasn’t far from Sevil, close enough to walk across the sea without using the ship.
“Hmm, lots of rocks and stones.”
Burren let out a low sigh as he observed the rocky terrain surrounding Giran Island.
“Do we have to search through all of that…?”
Martha trembled her lips as if just imagining it was horrifying.
“Don’t worry.”
Rabawin chuckled lightly as he shook his head.
“I roughly remember the location. We just need to head in that—”
“Wait a moment.”
Raon stopped Rabawin mid-sentence, covering his mouth and narrowing his eyes.
"You said that place is an uninhabited island?"
“Yes? Ah, yes. No one lives on Giran Island since there’s nothing there.”
Rabawin nodded, explaining that it was always an empty island.
"Then the people inside aren't locals from here."
“What? What do you mean…?”
"There are people on that island. Quite a lot of them, actually."
From inside Giran Island, the energy waves of many people were felt. They were all experts capable of using mana.
“Wha…?”
Dorian took a deep breath as if he was nervous.
“He’s right. There are a lot of them. And some are quite strong.”
Aris nodded, clicking her tongue as if annoyed.
“For now, we should assess their numbers and the situation before making a move….”
Raon suggested they come up with a strategy and was about to quietly disembark from the ship.
“Nope! This is the perfect time for a direct charge!”
Aris stomped her foot on the deck of the Azure Wind, splintering it as she leaped forward. In a single bound, she landed at the edge of Giran Island.
"Everyone get lost! From now on, this island is mine!"
She roared, shattering the rocks, seemingly indifferent to whoever might be on the island.
Then, with a triumphant expression, Aris turned back, raising her thumb as if to say, I did great, didn’t I?
“Aunt.”
Raon's eyes turned a dull gray.
"Please..."
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