The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 869

Chapter 869

 

"You're saying master still hasn't come out?"

The first news Raon heard after regaining consciousness was that Rimmer's soul was still inside the Blade of Requiem.

"Yes. Lady Siyan tried to pull him out, but he refused to leave the Blade of Requiem."

Erian shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.

"She got so frustrated that she ended up throwing the Blade of Requiem."

He lowered his voice as he recounted Siyan throwing the Blade of Requiem on the ground.

"I-I'm sorry. I was just so frustrated..."

Siyan's eyes darted around as she hid her face under a thick blanket.

"Ah, it seems like my brother really likes that dagger..."

She let out a small sigh, saying that it would be impossible to bring Rimmer out unless he wanted to leave on his own.

"Haa, he's changed so much from when he was here. I don't even know what he's trying to do anymore."

Sterin clicked his tongue, touching the bandages wrapped around his entire body. He seemed frustrated that he couldn't understand the grandson he had raised.

"Haha..."

Raon chuckled, looking at the Blade of Requiem resting on the table.

‘He must have a reason for this.’

Rimmer wasn’t someone who acted without purpose. There had to be a reason he was clinging so stubbornly to the Blade of Requiem.

"Thanks to the World Tree, some of the negative energy remaining in the Blade of Requiem has been dissipated, so I think it's best to leave it as it is for now."

Raon calmly shook his head.

“I also plan to stop worrying about it. There are too many painful memories for me to dwell on that grandson of mine who didn’t even show his face for so long, only to end up dying.”

Sterin snorted, looking at the Blade of Requiem.

"Si-Sir Raon, are you alright?"

Siyan peeked out from under her blanket with worried eyes.

“I still have some internal injuries, but they aren’t serious enough to leave lasting aftereffects.”

Raon slowly rolled his shoulders and smiled. Thanks to his various traits, his recovery ability was probably the best among humans. He felt confident he would heal fully in just a few more days.

"T-That's a relief..."

Siyan sighed in relief, saying she had been very worried.

"It's all thanks to Lady Siyan."

Raon bowed his head to Siyan. He had heard that she had helped his recovery with her water spirit powers, so he wanted to express his gratitude.

"And thank you for your hard work."

“Huh? I-I really didn’t do much...”

"When I was fighting the dragon, you encouraged the elves to protect the World Tree. Lady Siyan, you've really changed. Master would have been very proud if he had seen you."

Siyan had thrown off the blanket she used to hide herself and stepped forward to protect the World Tree, even raising up the elves who had given up on life. Her appearance as the next Protector had been a great inspiration to him as well.

"I saw it too. You were magnificent."

Sterin said proudly, patting Siyan on the shoulder.

"Aughh..."

Siyan seemed surprised by the sudden praise and sat down on the floor, grinning foolishly.

"N-No, it's really nothing. Hehehe..."

A strange laughter could be heard from inside the blanket covering her head. She seemed to have changed, but also seemed to have stayed the same.

“Ah, and there’s one more thing I need to tell you.”

Raon let out a small sigh as he glanced at the three of them.

"It's about master..."

He told them that Rimmer hadn't simply become a lazy person after coming to Zieghart, but had helped many people and consistently supported an orphanage.

“Hmm that...”

Sterin wore a faint smile, pleased to learn of his grandson's act of kindness.

"When he was in Seipia, he liked to say how ‘elf-like’ he was, but in my eyes, he was just a busybody like a human. He's still the same."

Erian chuckled softly, saying it was just like Rimmer.

"Ah!"

Siyan, as if struck by inspiration, opened a book from inside the blanket and began writing something.

‘Is she writing about master?’

Raon glanced down curiously, wondering if she was writing something about Rimmer. But all he saw were the words "Super Handsome Raon" written repeatedly, so he quickly averted his gaze.

"Ahem, you should get some rest now."

Sterin, also embarrassed by the phrase "Handsome Raon," grabbed Siyan by the waist as she frantically wrote and nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please rest."

Erian also bowed slightly before leaving the room with the other two.

"Haa..."

As soon as he was alone, Raon lay back down on the bed and spread his arms wide.

'I'm alive.'

Now that everything had quieted down, the realization of being alive finally hit him, bringing a faint smile to his face.

This time, it was truly dangerous.

Wrath raised his eyes slightly from the bracelet.

If that lizard had fought properly from the start, you would’ve been the one buried in the ground.

‘Yeah….’

Raon nodded.

‘I know.’

Just as Wrath said, Matirus’ combat strength was far above his own. If Raon hadn’t found an opening while Matirus was letting his guard down, he would have been the one to die.

Why didn't you accept the King of Essence’s help?

Wrath narrowed his eyes, as if he still couldn’t understand.

Did you become arrogant just because you’ve reached Transcendence….

‘I didn’t want to see you coughing again.’

Raon shook his head with a faint smile.

What? What did you say?

'You've finally recovered a bit and your cough has subsided. I didn't want to make you hack and wheeze again.'

Wrath helped himself and the Light Wind division even at the cost of his own soul. Raon considered him a friend and didn’t want to force another sacrifice on him, so he wanted to solve the problem with his own strength. 

O-Oh...

Wrath blinked blankly, as if he had heard a completely unexpected answer.

A-A novice like you worrying about the King of Essence! How dare you! You’ve still got a long way to go!

Despite his loud outburst, Wrath’s eyes wavered, and his cheeks turned a faint shade of red. He seemed rather pleased.

Well, well, it’s not a bad mindset. After all, protecting what’s yours is the right thing to do! Yes, that’s how it should be!

‘Exactly.’

Raon chuckled at Wrath, who was trying to hide his embarrassment.

Ahem, the King of Essence thinks it’s about time he acknowledges you—just a little. It seems you’ve finally proven yourself.

‘Getting your acknowledgement? Might as well say the sun’s rising in the west.’

Raon patted Wrath’s head lightly, where his tail was swishing back and forth.

‘In that case, I’ll get started.’

Start what? Oh! Are you finally going to prepare the roasted dragon? He has been waiting so long his neck’s about to snap!

Wrath smacked his lips as if he was looking forward to it.

‘No, not that.’

Raon shook his head vigorously and called forth messages he had been putting off reading.

So many messages appeared at once that his entire field of vision was covered in a blue window.

Kkeueok!

Wrath’s smiling mouth dropped open as he hadn't expected so many messages to be piled up.

What is all this? Why are there so many?

'It's to be expected, isn't it?'

He hadn’t paid attention until now, but he had reached Transcendence and defeated Transcenders and an ancient dragon back-to-back. It wasn’t strange to receive enough rewards to fill his vision.

‘Alright, first….’

He began by checking the rewards for reaching Transcendence.

[You have reached the realm of Transcendence!]
[<The Ring of Fire> has reached 9 Stars]
[<Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation> has reached 9 Stars]
[<Glacier> has reached 9 Stars]
[All stats increased by 70 points]
[The rank of Trait <Water Resistance> has increased]
[The rank of Trait <Fire Resistance> has increased]
[The rank of Trait <Water Affinity> has increased]
[The rank of Trait <Fire Affinity> has increased]
[The rank of Trait <Divinity Blooming from the Underworld> has increased]
[The rank of Trait < Adaptation to Ghastly Energy> has increased]
[The rank of Trait <Wrath Release> has increased]

The list was so long that just reading through it left him almost dizzy.

'Wait, did that say 70 points?'

He had received 50 points as a reward before, but this was the first time he had received 70 at once. He felt a pleasant sensation as if his body was twisting slightly from the unbelievably large stat increase.

‘And seven traits have ranked up as well.’

Not only traits related to the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier but even those he had used in the dungeon had ranked up. Waves of dizzying exhilaration kept coming in rapid succession.

Huh?

Wrath's mouth dropped open as he looked at the messages.

A-Are the King of Essence's eyes deceiving him? Is it really 70?

He rubbed his eyes, as if doubting his vision.

This… This can’t be real! Seventy at once? Are you insane?

'It's going to be a problem if you're already surprised.'

Pushing aside the flustered Wrath, Raon proceeded to check the rewards for defeating Beorn and Vardiel.

[You have slain two Transcenders]

[A celestial has been killed for the first time in a thousand years.]

[You have achieved an impossible feat]

[All stats have increased by 50 points]

[A new trait <Heaven Slayer> has been created]

[A new title <Transcender> has been created]

Perhaps because he had simultaneously slain two Transcenders, his stats increased by 50 points. Even he was stunned by the number, which would have been 120 if they were counted separately.

‘But this... Heaven Slayer.’

Setting aside the stat increase for now, he checked the details of the new trait, Heaven Slayer.

Reduces the aura resistance possessed by Celestials, allowing a greater impact to be delivered.

‘This is pretty good.’

Upon reading the description, he realized it reduced the aura resistance of Celestials. Considering that he would undoubtedly clash with them again in the future, this seemed like a tremendously useful ability.

‘And now…’

Finally, he checked the contents of the new title.

A noble title given to those born as humans who have ascended to the heavens.

Ability: Increase the proficiency of completely mastered martial arts.

Raon’s eyes widened as he examined the abilities of the Transcender title.

‘Is this for real?’

A title that increased the proficiency of mastered martial arts—this was a reward far more valuable than the increased stats or traits for someone like him, who was mastering countless sword techniques. It was almost too good to believe, even as he saw it with his own eyes.

G-guh… guh… guh-eurk…

Wrath was drooling like he had just eaten a huge dragon roast, looked like his eyes would roll back into his head if he were any more surprised.

'J-Just bear with it! This is the last one.'

Raon patted Wrath on the back and checked the rewards he had received this time.

[You have achieved an impossible feat]

[All stats have increased by 40 points]

[New Trait <Authority Enhancement> has been created.]

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

[The rank of Trait <Backstab> has increased.]

[The rank of Trait <Snow Flower Attraction> has increased.]

[The rank of Trait < Snow Flower Repulsion> has increased.]

The rewards he received for slaying the dragon were naturally considerable as well. All stats increased by 40 points, and a new trait was also created.

‘Authority Enhancement?’

Just by looking at the name of the trait, he roughly knew what it was about.

Allows you to manifest the authorities that only demon kings can fully wield in a human body.

It was exactly as he had expected.

It was a trait that slightly narrowed the gap in the difference between Wrath’s wrath and his own.

It seemed he had received the reward for harmonizing the Demon Kings' authorities into his sword field.

Kkiaaaaaaaak!

Wrath's ear-splitting scream echoed again after a long time.

This is just too much today! It feels like my spine has been entirely ripped out!

Wrath, who had lost so much, was now reeling, on the verge of fainting.

A total of 160 stat points, two new traits, one new title, and eleven traits ranked up! Does that even make sense?!

‘It wasn’t all at once—it was the result of three separate rewards stacking up….’

Shut up!

Wrath smacked Raon on the head.

You said you didn’t need my help, yet you’re sucking me dry!

‘I-It’s not my doing—it’s the system’s reward….’

Raon rubbed the back of his head and shook it.

Then at least tell it to stop giving you things!

Wrath lowered his eyebrows, saying that it might listen if he told it.

‘Hmm, why would I…?’

Raon tilted his head slightly. If the system was giving the rewards willingly, there didn’t seem to be a reason to refuse them.

You damn bastard!

Wrath yelled angrily.

He takes back everything he said about acknowledging you! From now on, you’ll forever be a novice in the King of Essence’s eyes….

“So cute!”

As Wrath poured out his complaints, a small hamster that had slipped through the cracks of the wooden house giggling brightly.

"Why are you smiling like that all by yourself?"

Kyahhhhhhh!

Wrath recoiled in terror at Merlin's sudden appearance. The shock was so great that his eyes rolled back and he coughed.

“M-Merlin?”

Raon exhaled sharply as he looked at Merlin.

"I was watching to see when you'd wake up, but you were nodding and smiling to yourself. It was so cute."

Merlin laughed, explaining that she couldn’t resist coming out because it was so adorable.

“Wait, your real body is here, so why come as a hamster?”

“Because showing my real body is embarrassing.”

She clasped her hands and swayed her shoulders.

“E-embarrassing?”

Raon blinked blankly.

‘You? How? Why?’

*   *   *

Fortunately, Wrath’s mood improved the very next day.

Kya! So sweet, this is good!

Thanks to Sterin hosting a small feast to celebrate overcoming Seipia’s crisis, Wrath was able to enjoy dishes made with sweet fruits to his heart's content.

‘These fruits seem completely different from ours.’

Raon tilted his head as he bit into a juicy apple pie. While Zieghart’s pie-making techniques might be superior, but these fruits had a flavor that couldn’t be matched.

It’s because elves infuse their energy into the fruit as it grows, making them sweeter and tastier.

Wrath explained, shaking his head as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Now, let’s go have the main course! It should be just about done cooking!

He grabbed Raon by the shoulder, urging him to go eat the main course.

‘Alright.’

Raon chuckled lightly and headed to the outskirts of Seipia. Inside a large stone kiln, thick slabs of meat, as hefty as rocks, were roasting.

"D-Division leader, is it really okay to eat this?"

Dorian, who had built the kiln with Merlin, trembled, looking at the dragon meat.

"Can't I skip this? I'd eat Gold and Red, but Black is a bit..."

Krein shook his head, saying he didn't want to be poisoned.

“Why this, of all things, when there’s so much else to eat…?”

Burren frowned in disbelief.

“You pampered kids sure do complain a lot! When you hunt beasts, you eat the meat first!”

Martha scolded them, hitting Krein and Dorian on the back of their heads.

“Mm. I’m looking forward to it.”

Runaan, her cheeks flushed pink from the fruit wine, waved a fork and knife excitedly.

As expected of the King of Essence’s ice cream girl and beef girl!

nodded in satisfaction, liking their attitude.

The King of Essence’s looking forward to it too. It's his first time eating three types of dragon roast at once!

He flared his nostrils as the mouthwatering aroma grew stronger.

“So you’re really going to eat it after all.”

Sterin approached from behind, chuckling dryly.

"Ah, I apologize. Elves are probably sensitive to this sort of thing..."

"No, it's not like that. The law of the jungle is also the law of nature, so we don't really mind."

He shook his head, saying it didn’t bother him.

"It's just fascinating to think about eating a dragon."

Sterin laughed, saying he had never considered such a thing before.

“Ah…”

"Actually, we had too many spoils of war and were having trouble dealing with them, so this is a good thing in its own way. We got three dragon hearts and countless teeth and bones."

He smacked his lips, saying it would take a long time to organize the spoils he got from slaying the dragons.

“I plan to use the teeth and bones to make swords and armor, but it’ll take quite some time.”

“Should I introduce you to someone?”

Sterin made the offer with a light wave of his hand.

“Introduce me?”

“Yes. A dwarf named Borgos. He's making a name for himself as a blacksmith.”

“Oh, I know him.”

Raon nodded immediately.

“He’s the one who made my dagger.”

Raon had already met Borgos, the master of the Gray Hammer Guild, during a visit to Dorian’s house.

“Well, that works out. I’ll contact him for you.”

“But I’ve heard elves and dwarves don’t get along….”

“That depends on the individual.”

Sterin explained that he got along well with Borgos and shook his head.

“Thank you.”

Raon bowed to Sterin.

“No, I should be the one thanking you. Thanks to you all, Seipia survived.”

Sterin dismissed the thanks with a wave of his hand.

“Sigh... To think Matirus was just a quiet neighbor living nearby, and look what it’s come to.”

He let out a long sigh, staring at the piece of Matirus’s meat roasting over the fire.

“Matirus lived around here?”

“Yes, his nest is less than two days from here.”

Sterin pointed north, saying there was no way the elves wouldn’t know.

“Ah, I see.”

Raon smacked his lips thoughtfully.

Huh?

Wrath frowned as he watched Raon.

Th-that’s the look of someone filled with greed!

Wrath trembled, saying it was the same expression Raon wore when he sucked his stats.

“It seems…”

Raon looked north and stretched out his long fingers.

"The spoils of war are going to increase quite a bit."

 

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