The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1087

 Chapter 1087

 

“Ha….”

Raon slowly turned his gaze, as if time itself had stopped.

The man holding a blue saber had such a cold impression that he looked like he could kill thousands without batting an eye, yet his gaze was as warm as spring blossoms.

On the other hand, the woman holding a red sword was a beautiful lady with a kind and gentle air, but for some reason, a chilling scent lingered around her.

And when he saw the golden dragon behind them, half-submerged in a bath, his head began to ache.

‘What is this fresh combination?’

Seeing the saber strikes filled with frost and the sword strikes imbued with flames, I had already guessed that the secluded Sword Sovereign and War King were here.

But I never could have imagined that the Sword Sovereign and War King were actually in the middle of a couple’s quarrel—and that the golden dragon had been sending the aura they unleashed all the way to Stallin Mountain.

“How many times do I have to say it! This isn’t a couple’s quarrel!”

The Sword Sovereign shouted at the golden dragon with a voice like a battle cry.

“This is merely a duel to fulfill the wish of our sect!”

She swung the hand holding her sword roughly, telling the dragon not to spout nonsense.

“She speaks the truth.”

The War King nodded with a cold voice.

“This fight is a sacred duel carrying a thousand years of history. Do not interfere.”

He shook his head, saying it had nothing to do with them being husband and wife.

“Today I will make you kneel, and take your saber and your saber techniques!”

The Sword Sovereign bit her red lips softly as if declaring she would win no matter what.

“That is what I should be saying.”

The War King shook his head with an icy air and released a chilling wave of energy.

‘Are they really married?’

Raon shuddered at the murderous intent and fighting spirit rising between the Sword Sovereign and the War King.

‘They just seem like enemies?’

The dragon had said they were a married couple, but judging from the pressure radiating between the two, it felt more like they were sworn enemies facing each other.

“Here I come!”

“Come as you please.”

The Sword Sovereign and the War King raised sword and saber again to resume their fight.

[Uh, over there….]

The golden dragon’s eyes, having opened the dimension, abruptly fell on Raon as he stepped out.

[There’s a strange human here.]

At the sound of his flustered voice, the Sword Sovereign and the War King both turned their heads.

“What a handsome man!”

“A master?”

The Sword Sovereign’s eyes sparkled as though her vision had been purified, while the War King’s gaze narrowed like a blade in wariness.

Both were so absorbed in each other that they didn’t even seem to notice Raon’s arrival.

“I greet the seniors, the Sword Sovereign and the War King.”

Raon bowed first to them.

Ehh?

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He expected you to start fighting right away, so why are you bowing your head instead?!

He thrust out his fist, urging Raon to just draw his sword and charge in like he always did.

‘I thought another way might be better.’

Still bowing his head, Raon allowed a faint smile to form.

Another way?

‘You’ll understand if you watch.’

He waved his fingers lightly, telling Wrath not to worry.

“So you know who we are?”

The Sword Sovereign lowered the sword she was holding. A trace of friendliness flickered in her eyes.

“The War King who wields the Saber of Austerity, and the Sword Sovereign who wields the Crimson Wave Sword—seniors who are still the idols of the continent’s warriors.”

Raon mentioned their nicknames and bowed deeply at the waist.

“Wow, you still remember us?”

The Sword Sovereign widened her eyes as if amazed.

“It’s been decades since we left the continent.”

She nudged the War King with her elbow as if to say, ‘Surprising, isn’t it?’.

“And who are you?”

The War King, not swayed by Raon’s flattery, revealed an even colder gaze.

“Why are you getting angry at a child the moment you see him! He’s like our grandson’s generation!”

The Sword Sovereign wrinkled her nose at the War King.

“He’s always like that, don’t mind him. How did you come here?”

She approached Raon, telling him not to be afraid.

“Don’t get close.”

The War King raised his arm to block her path.

“He might be dangerous. That level of power is something one should never possess at his age.”

Sensing Raon’s strength, he pressed his lips tightly with tension.

“I know that too. But still….”

The Sword Sovereign brushed his arm aside and shook her head.

“This peerless handsome man doesn’t have the slightest bit of malice toward us!”

Saying it would be fine, she stepped toward Raon again.

“What’s your name?”

The Sword Sovereign nodded for Raon to speak. Though her appearance was as youthful as his, her voice carried a grandmotherly warmth.

“I am Raon Zieghart, senior.”

Raon revealed his name honestly.

“Raon Zieghart…? Ah! I’ve heard of you!”

The Sword Sovereign clapped her palms together.

“You’re the direct line of Zieghart who bore the nickname Sword Emperor, Raon Zieghart, the Sword Emperor himself!”

She nodded firmly, as though to show she really knew who he was.

“Blond hair, red eyes. And even the Zieghart emblem, it all checks out!”

The Sword Sovereign burst into a hearty laugh, saying it was exactly as she’d heard.

“But your looks and your strength are both way beyond the rumors, aren’t they?”

She shook her tongue, saying Raon’s looks and strength were astonishing.

“…You’re the Sword Emperor Raon Zieghart?”

Even the War King widened his sharply slit eyes in surprise.

“It is a nickname far too much for me.”

Raon lowered his gaze carefully, showing courtesy and humility.

“No, you absolutely deserve it!”

The Sword Sovereign shook her head firmly.

“Honestly, I thought the continent was finished when a kid barely past coming of age was given the nickname of Sword Emperor, but I was wrong. I can see clearly now!”

She clapped her hands, admitting his strength was something undeniable.

“Don’t you agree?”

She jerked her chin toward the War King.

“It’s astounding enough that he possesses both fire and frost in one body, but his proficiency in both has reached an unbelievable level.”

The War King furrowed his brow deeply, as though he had already gauged Raon’s aura. Though his face didn’t show much, he seemed shocked.

“His strength truly lives up to his nickname.”

He gave a calm nod, his wariness easing at the name Zieghart and the title Sword Sovereign.

[So that human is the Sword Emperor.]

The golden dragon scratched his nose ridge while looking at Raon.

[The Lord warned us: if he can’t be killed, then avoid him no matter what. And I see why now.]

He leaned back, thinking it had been ages since he’d met a human who made the very thought of fighting vanish.

“To think that the seniors already knew of me, it is an honor.”

Raon clasped his hands, saying he was deeply moved.

“We still travel across the continent from time to time, visiting villages. And in nearly every place we go, all the rumors are about you.”

The Sword Sovereign laughed, saying whichever village they went to, it was always about the Sword Emperor and Zieghart.

“The name grew tiresome to hear, but now that I’ve seen you in person, I understand.”

The War King let out a thin sigh, still astonished at Raon’s strength.

“The Destructive King of the North has raised a monster greater than himself.”

He muttered words that, if Glenn heard them, would have him shaking his leg enough to cause an earthquake.

“You overpraise me. But….”

Raon narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked around.

“Why are the two of you here with the golden dragon?”

Right now, he was on a flat glacier with a small hut standing on it. He couldn’t understand why the Sword Sovereign and the War King were fighting on a glacier floating in the middle of the north sea.

“Because we have a mission.”

The Sword Sovereign ground her teeth as she looked at the War King.

“A mission more important than life itself—to defeat the opponent, and seize their weapon and martial arts.”

She nodded, saying that it was a mission given to both her sect and the War King’s sect.

“Why is there such a brutal mission?”

“Because we were originally one sect, but became enemies.”

The War King brushed his hand calmly, saying that was all there was to it.

“Then, are the two of you truly husband and wife?”

Raon glanced back and forth between the Sword Sovereign and the War King as he spoke the word ‘husband and wife.’

“That’s right!”

“Correct.”

For the first time, both answered at the same time.

“How did enemies become husband and wife?”

“……”

The War King shut his eyes, saying nothing, looking embarrassed.

“From the age of ten, after fighting all my life with this man, I ended up developing feelings for him. I pushed him down. And then….”

The Sword Sovereign murmured that back then she was young, turning her gaze aside.

“That meddlesome dragon played the matchmaker.”

She laughed, saying it was thanks to the Gold Dragon that they ended up married.

“Marriage with an enemy, and matchmaking by the golden dragon ….”

Raon let out a hollow breath as he looked at the Sword Sovereign, the War King, and the golden dragon in turn.

‘This makes even less sense….’

They really are crazy….

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“Though we became husband and wife, since we hadn’t yet fulfilled our mission, we kept wandering the continent, fighting each other endlessly.”

The Sword Sovereign shrugged, saying even now she fought the War King with all her strength.

“We may be bound as husband and wife, but our mission is a separate matter.”

The War King nodded, as though of the same mind as the Sword Sovereign.

“But since it’s too cramped here, that guy’s been relocating our sword and saber strikes to other places and detonating them there.”

The Sword Sovereign laughed, saying that thanks to the golden dragon, they could fight anywhere they pleased.

“I’ve got plenty of questions, really.”

Raon gave a wry laugh.

I wondered about the two seniors’ sects, their mission, and their relationship with the golden dragon.

But what fascinated me most was how mortal enemies had managed to get married through matchmaking.

“To tell our story, even a week wouldn’t be enough.”

She smiled lightly, as if to say she would tell him later.

“How did you come all the way here?”

The War King narrowed his eyes at Raon. Folding his arms, he seemed determined not to move until he heard the answer.

“Haaah….”

Raon didn’t open his mouth immediately, instead letting out a long sigh.

“This is… truly difficult to explain.”

He muttered that it wasn’t easy to speak and lowered his gaze.

“What’s wrong? Say it!”

The Sword Sovereign came closer, saying she would listen to whatever it was.

“……”

The War King also lowered his saber, fixing his eyes on Raon with focus.

“The truth is….”

Raon bit his lip lightly as he looked at the Sword Sovereign and the War King.

“I came here to capture an evildoer.”

“An evildoer?”

The Sword Sovereign’s eyes widened, as if the thought had never even crossed her mind.

“Yes. To cut down the one who’s endlessly tormented my friend and thrown countless people into suffering, I steeled my resolve and crossed space to get here.”

Raon clenched his fist, his eyes burning with desperation.

“Who is this evildoer.”

The War King laid his hand on his saber, as if ready to cut the villain down himself.

“……”

Raon stayed silent, staring intently at the Sword Sovereign and the War King.

“Hm? Why aren’t you answering?”

“……”

The Sword Sovereign and the War King blinked at each other, as though they had no idea.

[I think...]

The golden dragon squinted as he looked down at them.

[I think he’s talking about you two… no, maybe even me.]

He pointed at himself with his thick finger and nodded.

“Wh-what? Really us?”

“We’re the evildoers?”

The Sword Sovereign and the War King stared, mouths agape, as if the very idea was absurd.

“I may have killed plenty of people, but they were all villains! I’ve never once killed an innocent!”

The Sword Sovereign pounded her chest with her fist, confident in that claim.

“The same goes for me. I have cut off many villains’ heads, but I have never committed evil deeds myself.”

The War King shook his head, saying he had done nothing he would regret.

“Rather than words, it would be faster to show you directly.”

Raon let out a heavy sigh and looked back at the dimensional gate.

“Evelyn. Show them what’s happening there.”

[Got it!]

With Evelyn’s clear voice, the dimensional gate split wide open, revealing a scene from elsewhere.

Within the shimmering blue screen, the sight of Stallin Mountain, collapsed under the Sword Sovereign’s and War King’s auras, appeared.

“When your sword strikes and saber strikes exploded in that location, Stallin Mountain was shaken, and the monsters living there fled in terror to Habun Castle.”

The moment Raon spoke the words “Habun Castle,” the screen shifted to show Habun Castle.

“Ugh!”

“It’s… too hard….”

“The monsters just never end….”

Scenes of the knights and rangers of Habun Castle, injured during battle, groaning in pain, followed by scenes of them burning monster corpses and burying human bodies, appeared one after another.

“As the grueling battle dragged on, casualties only increased, and even the Castellan was consumed by anguish.”

Raon erased Milland’s words about how he enjoyed fighting after a long time because it wasn't boring, and instead said he had aged a lot from the hardship, clutching his head.

“T-to think such a thing had happened….”

“Hmm….”

The Sword Sovereign and the War King trembled at their jaws, as if this had never even crossed their minds.

“You may not know, but Habun Castle had been peaceful for a time. All thanks to my friend.”

Raon let out a low groan and continued.

“My friend settled at the freezing peak of Stallin Mountain and took on the exhausting, lonely role of controlling the monsters. But because he lived in such a cold place, he was always short on sleep. And that friend of mine….”

He pressed his lips so hard they bled.

“Because of your aura, he hasn’t been able to sleep properly, and even now he suffers.”

Raon grasped his nose bridge, saying it was truly a tragic thing.

“Come on! That’s going too far! Stallin Mountain is right in front of the north sea! Who would live there….”

The Sword Sovereign waved her hand, saying it was too excessive a lie.

“Evelyn.”

When Raon snapped his fingers, the image shifted again, showing the peak of Stallin Mountain.

“Haaauuuh….”

Sloth stuck only his face out from beneath the blanket, exhaling a thin breath as he slept.

He looked so exhausted that his face was pale, and his dark circles reached down to his cheeks.

“Uuuhhh….”

Dorian was trembling all over because he was scared of Sloth, but on this screen, he looked as if he was crying while enduring the cold and sleepiness.

“You see, don’t you? What kind of things have happened as a butterfly effect of your battles.”

Raon let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the Sword Sovereign and the War King.

“That’s why I came here to capture the evildoer who caused this. Of course, I never thought it would turn out to be the two of you….”

He ground his teeth, saying he didn’t know what to do.

“Uh, th-that….”

“We have no excuse.”

Both the Sword Sovereign, who usually spoke her mind without hesitation, and the War King, who was always deliberate in thought, could say nothing more and only bowed their heads.

“I was prepared to stake my life fighting whoever was here. But against seniors so far above me, against the Sword Sovereign and the War King, who etched their names into history through their deeds and great achievements, I cannot bring myself to raise my sword.”

Raon lowered the hand that held Heavenly Drive, saying that because of his respect for them, he could not fight.

“But I truly don’t know how to resolve this matter.”

He hung his head low, muttering that there really was no answer.

“No! I’ll resolve it! I’ll do whatever it takes!”

“Since this is what we’ve done, we will take responsibility!”

The Sword Sovereign, true to her emotions, stomped her foot with a roar, and even the cold War King flushed red and rushed toward him.

“Truly….”

Raon slowly lifted his head, meeting the eyes of the Sword Sovereign and the War King.

“Can you do absolutely anything?”

“Of course!”

“Of course.”

The two of them nodded in unison, like a married couple.

So you’re at it again…

Wrath’s jaw quivered as he looked at Raon, who was concealing a smile beneath his blank expression.

The number one silver tongue in all dimensions!

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