The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 816

 Chapter 816

 

Raon nodded calmly, his eyes steady.

'As I thought.'

Given the countless monsters that had spread across the continent, the mysterious figure with white eyes that seemed not to belong to this world, and the events that occurred at the tomb of the Saber Sword Sovereign, Raon had already suspected that the ancestor in his dreams was the first head of Zieghart.

"Seeing your eyes, it seems you already knew."

Glenn gave a faint smile as if he had read Raon’s expression.

“T-The first head of Zieghart?”

Burren swallowed dryly and stood up.

"Then, could that book also be...?"

Realizing that the ancestor who wrote the Dancing Sword manual was the first head of Zieghart, Burren’s lips trembled.

“It seems so.”

Raon took the Dancing Sword manual from his subspace pocket and nodded.

“Was that manual written by the first head of Zieghart?”

“Wow….”

Martha and Dorian widened their eyes in shock.

“A manual from the first head of Zieghart?”

Glenn glanced at the manual in Raon’s hand with a puzzled look, as if asking what he meant.

"There is something I didn't fully tell you about the matter with Darkan."

Raon stepped onto the platform and handed the manual to Glenn.

"Darkan gave me this Dancing Sword martial arts manual, saying he was repaying a debt. But the Dancing Sword described in here..."

Raon paused for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"It's exactly the same as the Dancing Sword used by the blond swordsman with red eyes who appeared in my dream."

“So that’s why you asked.”

Glenn nodded slowly, finally understanding.

“Speaking of which, the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation you’ve been using.”

Glenn lifted his gaze, sensing the flames stirring in Raon’s energy center.

"That martial art, which had not accepted anyone’s hands for a thousand years, was also created by the first head of Zieghart."

Glenn placed his hand on Raon's shoulder and gave a gentle smile.

“I’ve only known of him through texts, but seeing the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation passed down to you and that you even dream of him, it seems our ancestor has a preference for his descendants.”

His tone wasn’t one of regret but rather pleased, as he nodded.

“What kind of dream was it?”

Runaan lifted her blank gaze, clearly more curious about the dream than anything else.

“Hmm….”

Raon lowered the hands he had clasped in front of his stomach as he looked at Glenn, Sheryl, and Roenn.

‘I can talk about it here.’

Since everyone present in the audience chamber could be trusted, Raon felt it was safe to recount his dream.

"At the land of the current Holy Sword Alliance..."

Raon explained the dream in detail, sharing the story of the first head of Zieghart and his companions without any exaggeration or omission.

“Considering that the former master of the Holy Sword Alliance found this book in the same location, there seems to be a deeper connection between Zieghart and the Holy Sword Alliance than we know.”

“Hmm….”

Glenn raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised.

“If that’s true, it can’t just be dismissed as a mere dream.”

Sheryl nodded, her sharp gaze narrowing.

"Indeed. The fact that you were able to reproduce the Dancing Sword from your dream shows it wasn’t an ordinary dream. It might even be a memory sealed by magic or sorcery."

Roenn laughed softly, saying they’d need to consider various possibilities.

"So, there's something I'd like to ask you, head of house."

Raon lowered the manual and looked at Glenn.

“What kind of person was the first head of Zieghart?”

Since Glenn might know about the deeds of the first head, he asked directly.

"The time when the first head lived was a thousand years ago."

Glenn slowly lowered his gaze.

"I don't know whether it's true or false, but it's said that the Dragon of Destruction descended, and monsters ruled over humans. Since it wasn't the age of humans, there aren't many records from that time."

He briefly shook his head, saying that even he couldn't know much about the first head.

“I see….”

Raon bit his lip lightly.                              

'Indeed, not even Derus could find records from that era.'

Hardly any books or records from a thousand years ago remained. Most accounts agreed only on the Dragon of Destruction and the endless war between humans and monsters, the rest varied too much to be trustworthy.

"However, there are a few records left in Zieghart."

Glenn raised a finger from the hand resting on his throne.

"It is said that the first head, along with his companions, slew the Dragon of Destruction and built Zieghart upon its corpse. However, other records say it was slain in the south, or that humanity united as a whole. The interpretation depends on who reads it. But there is one common point in all the records..."

Glenn furrowed his brows and exhaled softly.

"After establishing the family, all trace of the first head vanished."

"His trace vanished?"

"Yes. After establishing Zieghart and stabilizing the family, he suddenly vanished."

Glenn shook his head, saying that after founding the family, he did not return to Zieghart.

“Hmm….”

Raon murmured the word "trace" as he narrowed his eyes.

'It’s similar to what the Saber Sword Sovereign said.'

Glenn's story had similarities to what the Saber Sword Sovereign had said inside his tomb.

'I'm getting more and more curious.'

He became curious about what the first head’s true purpose was, whether he had truly fought the Dragon of Destruction, and the identity of the strange figure with reversed black-and-white eyes.

“If you’re truly curious, go to the underground library of the Shadow Agents.”

Glenn gestured with his chin.

“The underground library of the Shadow Agents?”

“As you know, the Shadow Agents is Zieghart’s intelligence organization. Its history is as old as Zieghart itself. Even I haven’t seen everything stored there, so if you search thoroughly, you might find something.”

He advised Raon to investigate directly, saying he would give him a permit.

“Understood. Thank you.”

Raon stepped back and bowed deeply.

"Alright. You must be tired, so go and rest for today."

Glenn waved a hand, saying they’d done well.

“I’ll return to report again later.”

Raon bowed once more before leaving the audience chamber with Burren, Martha, Dorian, and Runaan.

"...How incredible."

Roenn exhaled as he gazed at the carpet where Raon had stood.

“Could the incident of that day really have been mere coincidence?”

He recalled the day Raon obtained the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and shook his head.

“And then you said the manual turned to ash, right?”

Sheryl looked at Roenn as she fiddled with her fingertips.

"Yes. The martial arts manual was burned by golden flames, and Raon said that all the contents of the book were imprinted in his mind."

Roenn nodded, saying it was an unforgettable incident.

“Raon… that child….”

Sheryl exhaled, unable to comprehend it.

"When coincidences keep happening, they're no longer coincidences."

Glenn tilted his head slightly, his gaze drifting out the window.

"It seems that Raon may have been chosen by the first head."

He let out a small sigh, his eyes fixed on the distant mountains.

….

The three of them remained silent for a moment, watching the sun set below the western mountains.

"...We should investigate the first head."

Glenn turned around as if he had made up his mind. Lightning-like determination flashed in his previously calm gaze.

“Even if he’s an ancestor, if he harms Raon, I won’t stand by.”

*   *   *

As soon as Raon exited the lord’s manor, he turned around.

"It seems there will be a mission soon. Take two days of rest."

He nodded as he instructed Burren, Martha, Runsan, and Dorian to rest.

"I'm heading to the training ground. I can’t just leave my team members as they are—every single one of them is a screw loose!"

Martha frowned as she declared she’d go to the fifth training ground and whip everyone into shape.

“My team’s no different. The determination in their eyes has faded.”

Burren clicked his tongue, saying he would need to show them proper training.

“Hmm… hmm… hmm… I’ll go too.”

Runaan mulled over it for a while, smacking her lips, but ultimately clenched her fist, saying she couldn’t leave her team alone either.

“I’ll go as well! I’ll deal with Krein myself!”

Dorian grinned, saying he’d show Krein the might of his mind’s eye.

“Good. Then I’ll see you all at the training ground tomorrow.”

Raon waved lightly and left for the annex building first.

‘Right. Let’s focus on what’s in front of us first.’

There was no need to be hasty about matters from a thousand years ago.

Though he was curious about the first head of Zieghart and his goals, fretting over it wouldn’t bring answers. For now, he decided it was best to focus on his responsibilities and investigate gradually.

Well said. Cooking over high heat all at once only burns the food.

Wrath nodded, agreeing with Raon’s approach.

While we’re at it, how about heading to the ice cream shop after dinner?

Wrath nudged Raon’s side with his chubby elbow while gauging his reaction.

‘Sure.’

He knew you'd refuse... Huh?

Wrath’s eyes widened in shock.

Really? What's gotten into you?

'Because you've helped me a lot.'

Thanks to Wrath’s stepping in, he had managed to stop the former master of Holy Sword Alliance and even obtain Lust’s authority. Buying some bead ice cream for Wrath felt like a small price to pay.

Then… Parfait too?

'Sure, I'll get you that too.'

Ch-Chocolate chip cookies and pineapple cookies as well?

‘Fine.’

And mint chocolate tea?

‘Now you’re pushing it!’

Raon finally lost his patience and kicked Wrath.

Gyaaah!

Wrath rolled across the ground like a ball, and Raon narrowed his eyes.

‘Hmm?’

He felt the sensation of being watched again. However, there was still no one around.

‘Could it be Merlin?’

No, it wasn’t her.

If it were Merlin, she would have approached him directly.

‘Maybe it’s just my imagination.’

Raon shook his head and continued toward the annex building.

*   *   *

“Still as wonderful as ever.”

Merlin, in the body of an owl, licked her lips as she watched Raon walking toward the annex building.

“Just seeing his face makes me happy.”

She shivered her wings in excitement, humming cheerfully.

“Shut your mouth….”

Lust bit her lip as she gazed not at Raon but at the scenery of Zieghart.

"What is that? Is that really a human?"

She could feel something beyond human inside the tallest building.

‘If I step inside, I’ll be detected immediately.’

From the human inside, a firm will to protect the entire area emanated.

It wasn't just strength, she could also feel a strong conviction, sending chills down her spine.

“Hehehe.”

Merlin giggled as she glanced at Lust.

“If you step even a foot inside, you’ll end up as grandfather’s sword sheath.”

She tilted her head mockingly, daring Lust to try.

“No, that’s not it.”

Lust exhaled softly, shaking her head.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve encountered a human like that.”

“What do you mean?”

Merlin perked up her ears.

"When I first arrived here, I encountered a colossal existence beyond human limits. A monster not inferior even compared to the human inside there, though he was among them, he wasn't one of them..."

Lust frowned, saying she didn't expect there to be two humans of that level.

"Yeah, but I'm not interested in the others. It's all over now."

Merlin flapped her wings mockingly, her owl face ridiculing Lust.

"Over, you say?"

Lust turned her chin, glaring at Merlin.

"The moment you take a single step forward, grandfather will come flying and cut your head off. The stalking competition ends here."

Merlin mimicked slicing her neck with her wing, giggling.

“Well, I’ll be off now.”

Merlin declared she was off to live happily ever after with her “Jeoi” and spread her wings.

“Wait!”

Lust frowned, shaking her head.

“It’s not over yet.”

She bit her lip tightly and placed her hand over her right eye. Her blue pupil was dyed red, and a seductive scent began to emanate.

Fwaaaaah!

Lust created a transparent smoke with a pinkish current and sent it into Zieghart. It was a search method using the Demon King's soul, not aura or mana.

“A soul?”

Merlin widened her eyes as she saw Lust's soul melting into the air.

“You’re blending your soul into the air? You can’t retrieve it once it’s dispersed!”

Unlike Merlin, who possessed animals, Lust’s approach completely sacrificed her soul. It was the same as discarding a part of herself.

“Don’t compare me to a human like you.”

Lust sneered with her chin raised.

“I don’t mind losing that much for the one I love.”

She shook her head as if this much was nothing.

“Hmph!”

Merlin clicked her tongue and leaped into the air. Using the owl's wings, she blew Lust's soul fragments spreading in the air away from Zieghart, sending them backward.

“What are you doing?!”

“Just flapping my wings.”

Merlin snorted, saying she was just flying.

“Stop it! I haven’t finished spreading it yet!”

"Try to beat this lowly human!"

"Fine! Let's see!"

*   *   *

While the Demon King and the mage were battling each other with their souls, Raon finished his dinner and entered his room

Kyaaaah!

Wrath flailed his hands in excitement, his cheeks flushed red.

As expected, Home-cooked meals are the best! Not only is the taste amazing, but my favorite dishes are included, and the care put into them! It was all there!

He grinned, holding his belly, saying it was a satisfying meal after a long time.

‘You seem to be in a good mood.’

Raon chuckled softly as he sat on the edge of his bed.

Of course!

Wrath nodded vigorously.

The King of Essence has filled his belly with delicious food, and now he’ll eat the ice cream you promised him. How could he not be in a good mood!

He smacked his lips in anticipation.

“Ah….”

Raon sighed, watching Wrath lick his lips like a child.

‘Well, after eating all the food you wanted, I'm full, so going tomorrow...’

Woof!

Wrath let out a shout like a barking dog, as if to say absolutely not.

Unlike the cute shout, his blue eyes flickered like a general on a battlefield.

Don’t you dare ruin my good mood!

‘Fine, fine.’

Raon let out a long sigh and stood up.

You should have said that earlier!

Wrath scoffed, claiming words were never enough to move Raon.

The King of Essence is in a great mood after enjoying a delicious meal and seeing mom. Don’t spoil it.

It was the moment when he gestured for him to move quickly.

[You have received the genuine recognition of a Transcender.]
[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]
[All stats have….]

[Trait….]
[Trait….]

The reward messages that had accumulated after overcoming Darkan suddenly appeared all at once.

"I was wondering why they weren't showing up."

Raon smirked as he read the messages.

“Feeling alright?”

As he said that and turned around, Wrath’s chin was trembling as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger.

W-what do you take the King of Essence for! He’s the Monarch of Wrath! Naturally, he was expecting this much!!

Wrath shook his head, insisting he wasn't angry. But the messages weren't over yet.

[You have outwitted the Demon King of Lust.]
[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]
[All stats have….]

The second set of messages was about having outsmarted Lust.

“Wrath?”

Khh… He’s still fine. T-The King of Essence is perfectly composed! Let’s just hurry to the bead ice cream shop before he lose his breath….

Wrath forced a smile and gestured as if urging Raon to leave. However, another message popped up.

[The trait <Lust> has been unlocked.]

Upon seeing the last message, Wrath’s distorted smile shattered with a clang.

Are you picking a fight with the King of Essence right now?!

Wrath couldn’t hold back anymore, threw a punch at the message.

"Wrath. Are you okay?"

How could he be okay! You sword-obsessed sociopath!

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