The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 902

 Chapter 902

  

“I greet the head of house.”

Raon stepped onto the red carpet of the audience chamber and knelt down.

“Rise.”

Glenn waved his hand dismissively, as if saying such formal greetings were unnecessary.

Does that old man like greetings or not?

Wrath frowned, complaining that if he didn't like greetings, he shouldn’t have let Raon do it in the first place.

“…Understood.”

Raon awkwardly straightened his back and stepped forward to stand before the platform where Glenn was seated.

“I was told you called for me.”

“Yes.”

Glenn flicked his fingers, which had been resting on the armrest of his throne.

The golden chair that had been broken and fallen to the ground was now completely restored as if nothing had happened.

“Did Sir Roenn find something?”

Since Roenn was known as the Assassin King, Raon had been hoping for some kind of news.

“No. He’s still combing Montiro, but hasn’t found anything noteworthy yet.”

Glenn shook his head, indicating that nothing had been discovered so far.

“I see….”

Raon bit his lower lip.

‘Well, finding something outright would be more surprising.’

The DemonBlade said that because the demonic energy of the Black Tower’s demonized humans was similar to his own energy of death, he was able to find the passage.

Roenn, however, was an assassin who had trained in orthodox martial arts, making it naturally difficult for him to find it.

"But I'm still in contact with him."

Glenn nodded, saying that he had received a report this morning.

“He has been changing his face and identity as he scours every corner of Montiro, but he says it’s difficult to find even a single demonized human, let alone a passage to the Black Tower.”

Glenn furrowed his brows slightly, acknowledging that the search was proving more difficult than expected.

“That’s understandable.”

Raon let out a short sigh.

‘If it were easy to find, someone would have discovered it long ago.’

Montiro was a well-known tourist destination.

Strong individuals from across the continent had visited it at least once. If the Black Tower had been poorly hidden, its location would have been exposed a long time ago.

"That’s why I plan to increase the number of investigators."

Glenn gave Raon a slight nod.

"You’re planning to assign the investigation to Light Wind Palace, then."

"Yes. The Light Wind Division and the Warring Steel Division were the most recent to fight against those who wielded the energy of death, making them the most suitable for this mission. And also…"

Glenn’s calm eyes wavered slightly.

“It’s because you are strong.”

“Because we’re… strong?”

"This mission will begin as an investigation but will end in war. The moment we find the path to the Black Tower, a battle will inevitably break out."

Glenn nodded gravely, stating that Light Wind Palace would be the best force to handle that battle.

“Hm….”

Raon pressed his lips together and nodded.

‘That’s true.’

A faction as vile as the Black Tower wouldn’t simply allow investigators to leave after discovering their location.

The moment they discovered the tower’s location and opened the entrance, a brutal battle would be unavoidable.

“It’s not just because you’re familiar with the energy of death. I’m entrusting this mission to Light Wind Palace because I have faith in your strength and coordination.”

Glenn explained his reasoning, lowering his wrinkled hand onto the throne’s armrest.

“Can you do it?”

“I believe the investigation itself will be more difficult than the battle, but we’ll do our best.”

Raon let out a small sigh as he thought about Martha, Rimmer, and Dorian, who seemed likely to cause trouble during the search.

“But….”

He lifted his gaze slightly, narrowing his eyes.

"What should we do if the Black Tower's master appears the moment we find their location?"

If the Black Tower’s master showed up to block them, even Raon himself wouldn’t be able to buy enough time for an escape.

They would be completely annihilated before they could even think of escaping, so a countermeasure was necessary.

“There’s no need to worry about that.”

Glenn nodded, indicating that he had already prepared for the Black Tower’s master.

“Don’t tell me… you plan to go yourself… head of house?”

Raon exhaled slightly as he looked into Glenn’s calm eyes. The way he spoke made it seem like he intended to act himself.

"No, there’s someone else who wanted to go in my place."

As Glenn slightly lowered his eyebrows and shook his head, the space in front of the platform split apart, and a yellow lollipop popped out.

“That would be me!”

A lively voice, completely out of place in the solemn atmosphere, rang out.

A bright and lively voice, completely mismatched with the heavy atmosphere, rang out as a young girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat leaped forward. It was Chamber, the Archmage of Eternal Flame.

“Raon, it’s been a while.”

Chamber placed the lollipop in her mouth and tilted her chin up.

“I heard you caused quite the commotion while I was away….”

She narrowed her eyes as she scanned him up and down.

“And I can see why. Looks like I can’t treat you like a kid anymore.”

Chamber whistled briefly, noting that even his presence had changed.

"It’s been a while. You’re… the same as ever, Lady Chamber."

She was still as talkative and childlike as when he had last seen her.

“A charming woman is always consistent.”

Chamber ran a hand through her hair, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"But you know, you might be on the verge of causing even bigger commotion than just killing the DemonBlade."

She stepped forward through the rift she had created, approaching Raon.

“…Are you talking about the Black Tower?”

Raon tilted his head slightly, catching the sweet scent of her lollipop.

“Yes. If the Black Tower really is hidden in Montiro, then that would be an even greater feat than defeating the DemonBlade.”

Chamber nodded, acknowledging it as a tremendous feat.

“You don’t have to praise me that much.”

Raon waved a hand dismissively. Since the information had been obtained by chance, he didn’t see it as anything that grand.

"No, I mean it. You created an opportunity to root out a rat that has been lurking in the shadows, quietly amassing power. If the Black Tower is really there, I’ll do everything in my power to help."

Chamber pounded her chest confidently, assuring him to ask for anything.

“Ahem….”

Glenn let out a cough, trying to suppress the slight upward twitch of his lips at Chamber’s direct praise of Raon.

“Oh! I’d even marry you if you asked!”

Chamber nodded, saying that it would be a bit of a loss for her, but she wouldn’t mind if it were Raon.

"I may be like this now, but just give me a little more time, and—"

“Chamber….”

Glenn’s smile vanished instantly as he wrinkled his nose.

“For heaven’s sake, act your age….”

He let out a deep sigh, as if utterly exasperated.

“This is me acting my age!”

Chamber stuck out her tongue at him playfully.

"Well, we can discuss the payment later…."

She flicked her fingers, and the audience chamber twisted apart like a split mirror. It looked both like a reflection and as if the entire space had been divided in half.

"I’ll be the one protecting you. Before the Black Tower’s master can lay a hand on you, I’ll kill him first. So don’t worry about a thing."

Chamber flicked her fingers, saying that while she wouldn’t be much help in the investigation, she would be at the front line when the battle began.

"I’ve heard…"

Raon narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Chamber.

"That your affinity with the Black Tower’s master is bad. Will you be alright?"

"I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t found a way to turn that around."

Chamber raised her small fist confidently, as if to prove her point.

“….”

Raon glanced at Glenn. He gave a small nod, as if to assure him that her words could be trusted.

"And besides, there’s no one else who can go. That musclehead is still barely dragging himself around, the novice king has to protect both Owen and Balkar, the shut-in wouldn’t come out even if her life depended on it, and as for your grandpa…"

Chamber trailed off when she reached Glenn.

"Anyway, when we find the passage or the path to the Black Tower, I’m the only one who can open it. That’s why I have to go."

She said there was no other choice and told him to trust her.

"Of course, I trust you."

Raon nodded at her confident expression, though, truthfully, it was Glenn’s reassurance that gave him more confidence than her words did.

"Then when do we depart?"

"You’ll need to be briefed on the Black Tower first, so we leave in three days."

Glenn raised three fingers as if he had planned it out in advance.

“Understood. We’ll be ready by then.”

Raon nodded, already thinking of what to tell the Light Wind swordsmen.

"And it won’t be just Light Wind Palace. Other divisions will be joining as well."

“Other armed groups?”

“The Black Tower has accumulated considerable forces. Light Wind Palace alone won’t be enough. We need at least two more to minimize casualties in battle.”

Glenn stated that even with the mages Chamber would be bringing, they might still be outmatched by the Black Tower’s forces, so additional personnel would be assigned.

“…Understood.”

“Then, you may go.”

Glenn waved his hand, telling him to leave and make preparations, as there was much to be done.

“Let’s meet before we arrive in Montiro!”

Chamber waved her hand, saying they would see each other later.

“Yes. Then….”

Raon bowed to Glenn and Chamber before stepping out of the audience chamber.

“….”

As soon as Raon left, Glenn’s expression hardened.

“Will you really be alright? It would probably be better if I went instead.”

His gaze narrowed, concern evident in his eyes.

“I told you, I’m fine. I was just caught off guard last time because I didn’t expect that bastard to absorb the full power of the artifact. If we fight again, I’ll win.”

Chamber shook her head, asserting that this time, she would be able to stop him.

"And even if I do get pushed back, I can at least make sure he and the others escape, so stop worrying."

"It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just that the Black Tower’s master has always relied on dirty tricks, and that concerns me."

"I’m the one who’s fought him the most. No matter what happens, I’m the right person for the job."

She wiggled her fingers, still dusted with candy powder.

“Besides mister, you don’t have much time or freedom left….”

Chamber lifted the brim of her hat slightly, furrowing her brows.

"With your strength, taking down the Black Tower’s master wouldn’t be difficult. But he’s persistent. You’d end up having to use your Heart Sword, and if that happens, the time you have left in this world will shrink drastically. That would lay the groundwork for the Five Kings to collapse."

She gave a faint smile, telling him to save his strength for the final war.

“Hmm….”

Glenn lowered his gaze, as if he had no response to that.

“Just sitting on that throne already counts as more than three people’s worth of work. This time, trust me and your grandson.”

Chamber waved her hand dismissively, telling him to wait and believe in them.

“But….”

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

“Who’s the other division you’re sending? You said at least two armed groups, right?”

"Just one."

Glenn shook his head calmly, a faint smile forming on his lips.

"It’s someone who will be a good match for Raon."

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Name: Raon Zieghart

Title: <Transcender>

Status: None

Traits: <Wrath>, <Sloth>, <Envy>, <Gluttony>, <Lust>, Ring of Fire (Nine-Stars), Water Resistance (11-Star), Fire Resistance (Ten-Stars), Perception of the Snow  Flower (11-Star), Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation (Nine-Stars), Glacier (Nine-Stars), Bleeding Curse (Five-Stars), Backstab (Thirteen-Stars), Iron Will (Nine-Stars), Adaptation to Ghastly Energy (Ten-Stars), Clear Mirror, Still Water (Six-Stars), Poison Resistance (Six-Stars) Evil Eye of Wrath (Ten-Stars), Spiral Power (Seven-Stars), Water Affinity (Six-Stars), Array Analysis (Two-Stars), Fire Affinity (Five-Stars), Snow Flower’s Veil (Five-Stars), Divinity Blooming from the Underworld (Eight-Stars), Energy of Death Resistance (Six-Stars), Magic Armor of Snow Flower (Nine-Stars), Snow Flower Attraction (Four-Stars), Snow Flower Repulsion (Four-Stars), Wrath Release (Two-Stars), Flame That Overcomes Death (Five-Stars), Blade That Severs Death (Six-Stars), Divine Power Resistance (One-Star), Blood Path (One-Star), Ascara’s Combative Energy (Four-Stars), Flying Spirit (One-Star), Celestial Slayer (One-Star) Authority Amplification (One-Star), Light Resistance (One-Star), Energy of Death Detection (Two-Star).

Strength: 1451
Agility: 1483
Stamina: 1442
Energy: 1458
Perception: 1496

Wrath: 250
Sloth: 150
Envy: 150
Gluttony: 100
Lust: 50

Raon let out a small breath as he looked at the status window floating before him.

‘It’s getting hard to even read now.’

With the number of traits and stats increasing, it was becoming difficult to take in everything at a glance. He had to tilt his head back just to see the full display, making his neck ache.

Hhhkk!

Wrath let out a choking sound, as if he had forgotten how to breathe. But Raon kept his gaze fixed on the status window, ignoring him.

‘<Lust> has been added to my traits.’

The trait he had received from Lust was now displayed in his status window, and its already increased significantly.

He didn’t yet feel any effect from it, but once that number exceeded 100, it might fully manifest its power.

‘But….’

Why hasn’t <Backstab> changed?

<Focus> had evolved into < Clear Mirror, Still Water> once it reached 12 stars, but <Backstab> remained unchanged even though it had reached 13 stars.

It seemed that he needed to accumulate even more experience for its to evolve.

‘Well, it makes sense. That trait is practically something I carried over from my previous life.’

In his past life, he hadn’t been a warrior who fought head-on—he had been an assassin who killed people from the shadows.

Since that trait had been exceptional from the start, it seemed to require even greater proficiency to evolve further.

‘<Ascara Combative Energy> is progressing well, considering how recently I obtained it.’

Since his original combative energy had transformed into <Ascara Combative Energy>, it had already reached 4 stars despite being obtained later than his other traits.

Having realized its importance in the battle against the DemonBlade, he knew it would be an invaluable asset going forward.

‘<Energy of Death Detection> is only at 2 stars….’

That’s a shame.

It would play a major role in the Black Tower investigation, so it was frustrating that it was still at such a low level.

He would have to use it continuously along the way to raise its proficiency as much as possible.

‘…How much did my stats increase?’

According to the reward messages, his stats had increased by over 500 points compared to the last time he checked his status window—all thanks to the Demon Kings’ traits. Even after seeing it with his own eyes, it was hard to believe.

‘No wonder I didn’t fall behind in physical strength, even against a Transcender.’

Even against the DemonBlade, who had consumed living sacrifices to grow stronger, his physical abilities hadn’t fallen behind.

While aura and martial arts became increasingly important at the highest levels, physical abilities were just as vital.

Although the efficiency of his stats had slightly diminished—meaning that even as his numbers increased, each new point had less of an effect than before—unlike others, he could continue to grow without limits. That alone would remain a massive advantage in the long run

Gwaaaaah!

Wrath finally couldn't hold it in and let out a scream.

Why are there so many things?! He can't even see everything properly!

‘You can’t see them anyway, can you?’

Raon tilted his head in confusion. Wrath could read the content of messages, but he couldn’t actually see the status window itself—so why was he making such a fuss?

He can’t see the contents, but he can see the size! It’s so massive it’s practically blocking out the sky! How could the King of Essence not notice?!

Wrath ground his teeth, accusing Raon of displaying it just to torment him.

‘I’m not. I need to review my traits before the mission since we don’t know what might happen.’

With so many traits now, it was difficult to use them properly without reviewing them beforehand.

He had only been checking in advance to ensure he knew what he could use.

Krrrrgh!

Wrath ignored him, instead growling at the massive status window.

The King of Essence’s blood, tear and sweat are all in there!

He shouted in frustration, flailing his round hands through the air as if clawing at something unseen.

Raon shook his head and left the division leader’s office.

Outside, the Light Wind and Warring Steel had completed their preparations and were standing in formation in front of the platform.

‘Now they’re finally starting to match.’

Raon stepped onto the platform, satisfied with the faint golden madness flickering in the eyes of the Warring Steel swordsmen.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes!”

The Light Wind and Warring Steel swordsmen nodded in unison, completely prepared for departure.

“This mission is crucial, we must uncover the traces of the hidden Black Tower. If anyone’s identity is exposed, the mission could end in failure. Not a single mistake can be allowed.”

Raon lowered his chin, emphasizing that once they entered Montiro, they were no longer Zieghart swordsmen but tourists, travelers, and mercenaries.

"Don’t worry! If I get caught, I’d rather take my own life!"

Martha pounded her chest confidently.

“No.”

Raon firmly shook his head.

"The Black Tower is a vast and well-coordinated organization. If one of us is exposed, it means that everyone in the Black Tower will know. Value your lives."

Raon had no intention of completing the mission through someone’s sacrifice, just as Derus had taught him.

He was no longer assassin Raon but Raon Zieghart, the swordsman—he would not stand by and watch his comrades die.

“Mm…!”

“Palace master….”

“…Understood.”

The swordsmen bit their lips, clearly surprised by his unexpected words.

"The situation is urgent, so we don’t have time to finalize Light Wind Palace’s organization before we leave. For now, we’ll operate under the names Light Wind Division and Warring Steel Division, just like before."

“Yes!”

The swordsmen nodded in agreement, it seemed they actually preferred it this way for now.

"And lastly… I want all of us—without a single person missing—to return to this place."

Delivering both an order and a wish, Raon stepped down from the platform.

As he walked between the two divisions, he pushed open the training ground’s gate.

Fwaaah!

The Light Wind swordsmen, clad in jet-black uniforms, and Warring Steel swordsmen, draped in blood-red, followed silently behind him.

Gooooo!

Synchronized with Raon’s domineering energy wave, the swordsmen of Light Wind Palace released their own sharp yet composed presence, marching down the main road as if they were a single blade.

‘Not bad. There’s still room for growth, but… hmm?’

As Raon headed toward Zieghart’s main gate, sensing the unity within the Light Wind Palace swordsmen, his eyes narrowed.

‘Is that them?’

The armed group Glenn had mentioned was already waiting outside.

As he approached the main gate, trying to identify them, a familiar face came into view.

“You’re late.”

Karoon Zieghart.

His noble red eyes gazed down at Raon.

“Light Wind Palace master.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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