The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 831

 Chapter 831

 

Timing! That cursed thing always shows up at the worst possible timing!

Wrath furiously shook his now glowing red head from side to side.

‘It’s probably just a coincidence.’

Raon casually waved his hand.

Coincidence, my foot! Do you honestly think it's a coincidence that it throws rewards at you at moments like these? It's definitely mocking the King of Essence!

Wrath shouted, his tone full of certainty, and clenched his fist.

As soon as he returns to devildom, he'll beat them all within an inch of their lives!

‘Beat them all? You mean…'

Raon was about to ask Wrath a question when Aris approached and tapped him on the shoulder.

“It’s a relief. We’ll be able to return quickly.”

Aris flashed her signature bright smile, as if excited at the thought of seeing Sia wake up.

“Yes. We were lucky.”

Raon lowered the message window and nodded.

“Doesn’t seem like mere luck to me, considering you were the first to find the soul stone.”

Aris waved her hand, saying that heaven must have acknowledged his resolve to save Sia.

“Agreed.”

Rimmer raised a hand to shoulder height.

“You haven’t taken a single second to rest since setting foot on this island, searching nonstop for the soul stone. Without you, no one would have found it.”

He nodded, as if it were only natural that he had been the one to find it.

“For me, I don’t care who found it, I’m just glad we can leave this island.”

Martha let out a long sigh, muttering about how she almost got sick of the sea after just one day.

“I didn’t mind it, though.”

Burren gave a small smile, saying that searching for the soul stone while enjoying the scenery was a pleasant experience.

“I liked it too. The water is nice and cool…”

Runaan gave a small nod, mentioning the chill of the seawater felt pleasant.

“B-but are we leaving right away? I still have a lot of supplies to gather…”

Dorian trembled as he muttered about the supplies they needed to collect.

“What supplies?! This is a deserted island—what could you possibly need to take?!”

Krein frowned, clearly baffled.

“Wood! Stones! Grass! Flowers! Fruits! These are all things you can’t find in Zieghart!”

Dorian snorted, as if it was obvious why they needed such things.

“And what exactly do you need them for?!”

“I-I don’t know yet, but I’m sure they’ll come in handy someday!”

With their foreheads nearly touching, Krein and Dorian glared into each other’s eyes.

“They’re at it again.”

“Who’s going to win this time?”

"Even if he wins with the sword, it's hard for Dorian to win in an argument."

The swordsmen of the Light Wind chuckled softly as they watched the bickering duo.

Thanks to finding the soul stone, a lively energy had returned to everyone’s faces, and they were in high spirits for the return journey.

“Aunt-in-law, is there anything you need?”

Merlin massaged Aris’ shoulders, smiling broadly.

“H-Hey, what are you doing…?”

Aris’s chin trembled, unsettled by the old woman’s mask Merlin was wearing.

“Why are you calling me Aunt-in-law!?”

She let out a breath of disbelief.

“I’m calling you Aunt-in-law because you’re Aunt-in-law.”

Merlin tilted her head as if it were as obvious as calling an apple an apple.

“R-Raon? What’s going on here?”

Aris stepped back, clearly flustered.

The title Aunt-in-law was what a wife called her husband’s aunt, and she seemed genuinely shocked.

Whooooosh!

Every time Merlin clung to Aris, Lust in the sea stirred up deep lust. She was truly angry.

“…Just ignore her.”

Raon waved his hand, telling Aris not to pay attention to Merlin’s words.

‘Even the aunt I trusted ended up like that.’

For even Aris to be flustered, it seemed there was no one in Zieghart who could handle Merlin.

As expected of the madwoman!

Wrath nodded big, as if he had known all along.

Fake madness can't beat real madness!

‘Happy about it?’

No, not at all….

*   *   *

Raon returned to the lodging on Sevil Island and called up the reward messages he hadn’t had time to check before.

[You have achieved an impossible feat with a clever approach.]

[You have defeated a Transcender.]

[You have offered requiem to an unfortunate soul.]

[All stats increase by 60 points.]

Sixty?! Sixty points at once?!

Wrath’s eyes widened in shock as if they were about to pop out.

Is this even possible?!

‘Of course it is.’

Raon nodded calmly at the message about his 60-point increase.

‘I defeated a Transcender as a Grandmaster and even soothed Ravera’s soul. If anything, sixty points feels a bit low.’

As he thought that the reward was rather small, tremendous mana coursed through every inch of his body.

As his overall stats improved, small point increases hardly made a difference anymore. But with a sudden leap of 60 points, the thrill of his body and soul evolving was reignited.

Even so, this is a bit much….

‘Has anyone in devildom ever defeated a Transcender while at Grandmaster?’

…There was.

Wrath hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.

‘Really?’

Well, the situation was a little different, but you’re not the only outstanding one out there!

He told Raon not to get too full of himself, shaking his head.

‘Who was it? A Demon King?’

You don't need to know!

Wrath turned his nose up, refusing to answer.

‘Hmm….’

Raon clicked his tongue but decided it wasn’t worth pressing further. He moved on to the next message.

[A new trait <Flying Spirit> has been created.]

[The rank of the trait <Perception of the Snow Flower> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Magic Armor of the Snow Flower> has increased.]

The second message was about his traits.

A new trait <Flying Spirit>, had been created, and the traits he used to withstand the attacks of the Second Apostle had increased.

Damn it! It's giving you so much! So much!

Ignoring Wrath’s tantrum, Raon examined the ability of <Flying Spirit>.

<Flying Spirit>

Reduces the overload on the upper energy center and decreases aura consumption when using the Dancing Sword.

‘Not bad.’

The new trait allowed him to use the Dancing Sword more efficiently. While it might not have much impact now, it would make a significant difference once its rank increased.

N-Noooo!

Wrath let out a high-pitched scream as he saw the Flying Spirit’s ability.

If it keeps giving you things like this, what will he have to live on, you bastards!

‘So, the great Demon King… only has this much?’

Only? Oooonly? Even the richest house on the continent would collapse in less than a year if thieves broke in every day! You bastard who deals in stolen goods!

Wrath flailed his arms wildly, exclaiming how no one could possibly endure being robbed daily.

Damn it! He should have ignored your wrath back then…

Wrath lowered his head, lamenting that this was the greatest mistake of his life.
'If you had ignored it, you would never have tasted bead ice cream in your entire life. Are you okay with that?'

Ugh….

Wrath’s round shoulders quivered slightly.

‘And once we return and wake my older sister, there’ll be the mountain of bead ice cream you’ve always dreamed of and a grand feast waiting for you.’

Gulp….

A sound of Wrath swallowing his saliva could be heard.

W-Will it start right away?

Wrath cautiously lifted his head. The disappointment and sadness on his face had already vanished, replaced by anticipation of bead ice cream and feast.

‘Of course. Even if I don’t start it, grandfather or mother will.’

Ahem! Then, the magnanimous King of Essence shall understand! However, as you said, a grand feast… kyaaaaah!

Wrath, who was about to demand proper preparations, suddenly screamed and collapsed when a pink current appeared out of nowhere.

His eyes rolled back, and seeing them unfocused, it was clear he had fainted.

“L-Lust?”

Raon watched the pink current swirl through the air, letting out a hollow breath. He could feel the authority of Lust embedded in his own soul reacting. It had to be Lust.

“Yap!”

Beside Lust, a rift opened, and Merlin emerged. It seemed she had been with her from the start.

“Why did you both follow me here?”

Raon gave a slight nod, trying to remain calm since Lust was present.

‘Neither of them should be here…’

Merlin left Zieghart saying she was going to gather information, and Lust promised to return to devildom and wait for Wrath.

Raon couldn’t understand why the two of them had come all the way here.

“I was going to leave quietly, too, but I ended up making a bet with her.”

Merlin nudged Lust with her elbow and laughed.

“A bet? What kind of bet?”

“A bet on who could follow you quietly without being noticed.”

Merlin proudly extended her hand to point at herself.

“Of course, I won! Thanks to you noticing her earlier!”

She slightly tilted her head, as if asking, Aren’t I amazing?

“Ugh, I got too close because I wanted to see your face….”

Lust sniffled within the pink current, looking frustrated over her loss. The energy of Lust emanated strongly, piercing Raon’s chest with the desire to embrace her.

Raon drew wrath and used the Ring of Fire simultaneously to push back the authority of Lust that Lust had naturally released.

“Haah….”

Raon steadied his mind and let out a long sigh.

“Were the occasional gazes I felt in Zieghart from you two as well?”

“That’s right!”

Merlin smiled brightly, saying she had been watching from afar.

“Yes. I watched like this….”

Lust saying she melted her soul into the air to follow him.

“Ah….”

Raon held his throbbing head.

‘I’m going to lose my mind.’

To think they had openly admitted to competing in a stalking contest right in front of the person they stalked. The winner laughed while the loser cried. What kind of situation was this?

Honestly, it wouldn’t have been strange to arrest both of them and throw them in jail.

But if he did imprison them, he had a feeling they might actually enjoy it.

“My head hurts right now, so I don’t even know how to explain this….”

Raon sighed deeply, looking at Merlin and Lust in turn.

“Is it praise for me? Yes. Praise me!”

Merlin spread her arms, asking for a prize as the winner.

“Sniff….”

On the other hand, Lust shed large tears, seemingly genuinely upset about losing the stalking contest.

“There’s no winning or losing in stalking, you criminals!”

Unable to hold back, Raon finally shouted.

“You! Didn’t you say you were going back?! Are you not going to keep the promise?”

“I lost….”

Lust was so deeply stuck in her despair over losing to Merlin that she didn’t even listen to him.

“And you! You said you had to gather information! If you were going to do this, you should’ve just stayed in Zieghart!”

“Give me a prize! Anything will do!”

Merlin insisted that it was only right to give the winner a prize, trying to hug him

Ugh… What in the world is going on….?

Wrath seemed to regain his senses as he slowly raised his body.

‘Wrath, you’re awake. That’s good.’

Raon knelt down and supported Wrath.

‘They said they’ve been stalking us this whole time and even competing at it! Those occasional gazes we felt behind us—it was them!’

He explained to Wrath that Merlin and Lust had been competing in a stalking contest.

…….

Wrath stared at Merlin and Lust with calm eyes. Unlike usual, his presence was serious. He seemed genuinely angry.

‘Right, Wrath! You should say something to them—’

Just as Raon took a step back, trusting Wrath to handle the situation:

He’s just gonna die!

Wrath screamed and slammed his forehead into the ground.

BANG!

Because his spirit will was imbued in his actions, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed completely.

‘Wrath!’

N-Now… he can finally be at peace.

Wrath let out a thin, hollow laugh and let his head drop.

“Now I can stalk you all by myself! I’m the real stalker here!”

“To think I, who have followed Wrath for thousands of years, would lose….”

“….”

Watching Merlin laughing and Lust crying, Raon drew Heavenly Drive Sword from its scabbard.

‘I give up.’

Raon smacked his own forehead with Heavenly Drive.

Thwack!

*   *   *

The next day.

When Raon woke up, Merlin and Lust had vanished. Carrying the unease left behind by their disappearance, he left Sevil Island with the Light Wind division.

Standing on the deck, gazing at the crashing waves, he recalled how a lump of despair in Ravera’s mental world had seeped into his feet yesterday.

‘Nothing will happen, right?’

Though he felt a bit uneasy, he concluded that the energy had been purified once, so it shouldn’t be a big problem, and smacked his lips.

As the island disappeared and the number of seagulls dwindled, he heard footsteps approaching from behind. Turning around, he saw Rimmer raising his hand.

“What’s got you so deep in thought?”

Rimmer chuckled and clasped his hands behind his head.

“Not much.”

Raon shook his head, explaining he was just looking at the sea.

“Really? Then why do you look so worried? Is it about the soul stone?”

Rimmer narrowed his eyes, saying Raon didn’t look well.

“No, it has nothing to do with that.”

Raon shook his head again. He wasn’t worried about the soul stone, just uneasy about Merlin and Lust possibly following him somewhere unknown.

“Well, that’s a relief.”

Rimmer let out a small laugh and leaned his arms on the railing. After staring at the waves for a while, he spoke again.

“You must be happy now that you can finally wake up your sister.”

“Yes, I’m looking forward to it. But….”

Raon nodded calmly.

“What makes me happier is being able to ease the worries of my mother, father, and grandfathers.”

Glenn, Rector, Sylvia, and Edgar had worked tirelessly, day and night, searching for a way to save Sia, frequently visiting her sickroom.

Being able to ease their worries made him as happy as waking Sia herself.

"The more I see, the more surprising it is."

Rimmer turned his gaze toward Raon.

“Huh? What is it…?”

"It's surprising that someone who used to push away relationships now treasures family so much. Not long ago, you couldn’t even bring yourself to call Aris ‘Aunt.’"

He grinned, saying he liked how Raon had changed.

“I realized, thanks to my family, that I didn’t need to fear other people so much.”

"It seems Sylvia taught you well. She really is persistent."

“Certainly, mother taught me a lot, but it’s not just the people in the annex building who are my family.”

Raon shook his head as he looked at Rimmer.

“Hmm?”

“The Light Wind division is my family as well. And, of course, so are you, vice division leader….”

It wasn’t just Sylvia who taught him to value relationships—it was also thanks to Rimmer and the swordsmen of the Light Wind.

If it hadn’t been for them, he would still be consumed by thoughts of vengeance, alone.

“Ahhh!”

Rimmer shivered, shaking his head vigorously.

“Can’t you see these goosebumps?! It’s making me cringe!”

“N-No, I didn’t mean….”

Raon stammered, his face turning red.

“I’m just joking.”

Rimmer chuckled, lightly patting Raon on the head.

"Well, thanks for considering me part of your family. Anyway, you make me feel awkward, like I’m looking at someone else."

Despite his words, Rimmer’s expression softened into a breezy smile, clearly pleased.

“And I feel the same way.”

Rimmer nodded, slowly turning around.

"You and the Light Wind division are as precious to me as Siyan. Of course, not as much as gambling."

With those playful words, he left the deck.

Has he also gone mad?

Wrath tilted his head, wondering.

‘He’s always been like that.’

Rimmer, despite his carefree and frivolous demeanor, occasionally showed a serious side. He was someone you couldn’t hate.

'That’s why the Light Wind Division continues to exist.'

Raon, wearing a smile resembling Rimmer’s, turned his gaze back to the waves.

*   *   *

The Azure Wind managed to return safely to the original port without much trouble, other than one encounter with a small group of pirates.

“Let’s take the dimensional gate and head straight home! Rabawin’s paying!”

As soon as Aris stepped off the ship, she waved her hand energetically.

“W-Why me? Why should I pay…?”

Rabawin blinked in confusion, as if he couldn’t understand what she meant.

“Because of you, we wasted time looking for those pointless pentagonal stones!”

Aris furrowed her brows and kicked Rabawin on the backside.

“Argh!”

Without any chance to defend himself, Rabawin took the hit and fell to the ground.

“H-how was I supposed to know this would happen…?”

“If you didn’t know, then pay up.”

Aris rested her hand on Rabawin’s head while standing on one leg, striking the typical pose of a thug.

“F-fine….”

Rabawin sniffled as he turned away. Only Raon could see him silently cursing Aris under his breath.

“Don’t worry, I’ll cover the cost.”

Raon chuckled softly as he helped Rabawin up.

“Lady Aris!”

Just then, a short, stooped middle-aged man hurried onto the deck of the Azure Wind and rushed toward Aris.

“I’ve found traces of the young master!”

 

 

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