The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1100

 Chapter 1100

 

“I say Seipia!”

Krein vigorously raised his hand.

“It’s master’s hometown, and since we saved Seipia from the dragon and Eden, the protector will surely support you!”

He waved his hand, saying it was right to go to Seipia first.

“The black market may be neutral organization for everyone, but it’ll be different for you.”

Martha gave a faint smile, as if she could see through everything.

“Denning Rose. If you just talk to that woman, she might give her support right away?”

She shrugged her shoulders, telling him to just try calling her once.

“There’s also House Yonaan.”

Burren gave a small nod.

“Lady Encia Yonaan is still staying at Zieghart, so if you handle it well, you could gain her support immediately.”

He looked toward the annex building, telling him to go to Encia first.

“Don’t forget the dwarves that the palace master saved.”

Trevin mentioned the dwarves as he tapped the ground.

“They say the blacksmiths dug tunnels and built a new village in Mirtan. You could go and get their declaration of support.”

He smiled confidently, certain that Mirtan Village and the dwarves would all support Raon.

“M-my house too, I guess….”

Dorian rubbed his belly pocket and rolled his eyes.

“The Sephia Company is also considered to have quite a solid foundation within the merchant community.”

He smacked his lips, saying that the Sephia Company, of which he was the successor, would also follow Raon.

“We are always on our lord’s side.”

“We may not have subordinates under us, but the two of us are worth a hundred men!”

The War King and the Sword Sovereign nodded, telling him to trust in them.

“If nothing works, we’ll crush the factions supporting the other side!”

The Sword Sovereign gave a sly grin while saying something no reclusive Transcender should say.

“Even as a joke, you shouldn’t say that….”

The War King let out a long sigh, embarrassed.

“How about starting from within Zieghart?”

Mark Goetten put his hand on his saber and opened his mouth.

“The Shadow Agents master also looks after the palace master with the utmost care, and as Lady Marta said, there’s also the Wise Martial Palace, isn’t there?”

He bowed his head, suggesting that rather than going elsewhere, they should first organize things within Zieghart.

“Wait, you knew the Shadow Agents’ master was looking after me?”

Raon’s eyes widened as he looked at Mark Goetten.

‘How did he know that?’

Mark Goetten was a blockhead, even worse at reading the mood than myself, so it was surprising that he knew that fact.

“Eh? Not just me, everyone knows….”

Mark Goetten blinked, saying that Chad, the Shadow Agents master, made it too obvious.

“Who wouldn’t know that?”

Martha gave a faint laugh, saying you’d have to be an idiot not to notice.

“Not just the Light Wind Palace, other factions must know as well.”

Burren scratched his forehead, saying it was that obvious.

“Yeah. I knew it too….”

Even Runaan blinked, saying she also knew.

“Wh-what….”

Raon’s jaw trembled as he looked at Runaan.

‘I’m worse at reading the mood than that sleepyhead?’

You’re just realizing that now? You’d be better off without eyes!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, saying there had been many times he felt so frustrated he thought he might die.

Just pull them out like a bastard crazy about the sword!

He snorted, saying there was no reason for Raon’s eyes to exist, just like Darkan.

‘N-No way.’

As he realized that he had been outdone by Runaan in reading the mood, his head throbbed like he’d caught the flu, and his body began to shiver.

‘Damn it!’

Raon looked at Runaan, feeling an intense sense of defeat.

“Is the Senate difficult…?”

Runaan ignored Raon’s glare, walked up next to the Gambling Monster, and crossed her arms.

“The Senate is openly neutral. If those old men were to support a single successor, nothing would be more disgraceful!”

The Gambling shook his head, saying the Senate would hardly ever move unless something extreme happened.

“So you’re incompetent….”

Runaan nodded gently, as if she understood.

“I-Incompetent? The senate is normally neutral, that’s all! And I have nothing to do with them!”

The Gambling Monster shouted at her to get a grip.

“Haaam….”

Runaan yawned and rubbed her eyes, paying no attention to the Gambling Monster yelling beside her.

‘So that’s the power of Sloth.’

Raon narrowed his gaze at Runaan, who was nodding off.

‘Her growth rate has clearly sped up.’

Perhaps because the nature of <Sloth>’s authority was similar to hers, her growth rate had become incomparably faster than before.

As her still-immature body and mind grew, her potential exploded, and it seemed she would be able to display martial strength on a completely different level from others.

“Wouldn’t the White Whale and the Blade Martial Pavilion, the Five Divine Orders, also help?”

“There’s also the vassal family, House Arianne!”

“And besides that, there are many villages and kingdoms we saved. Like the city where the Black Tower was hidden.”

“The people of House Robert territory, the land Derus abandoned when he fled after his betrayal, would probably support you too.”

The swordsmen laughed as they listed the factions they knew one by one.

“With these factions following our palace master, we could even form a kingdom, couldn’t we?”

Burren let out a hollow laugh, saying he hadn’t expected it to be to this extent when he counted them up one by one.

“So, out of all these many places, where will you go first?”

Martha tapped her chin, telling Raon to decide now.

“I’ll make that decision myself. You all should go do today’s training.”

When Raon jerked his chin, the Sword Sovereign and the War King stepped down from the platform and stood before the Light Wind swordsmen.

“Today is Sia’s day off, so let’s have fun all day long!”

The Sword Sovereign gave a chilling smile, saying she would put them through proper training.

“Follow me.”

The War King jerked his chin without further words and led the swordsmen away.

“……”

Raon sat down in front of the now-quiet platform, smacking his lips.

‘Come to think of it, I should’ve checked that.’

That? Seems the clueless fool forgot something again!

Wrath smirked as if he had no intention of stopping once he’d started mocking.

Because of your stupidity, it feels like even the King of Essence’s mind is getting worse…

[You have achieved a legendary feat.]

[The reclusive Transcenders have acknowledged you as their lord.]

[You have gained the acknowledgment of <Sloth> and connected a new medium.]

[All stats increase by 100 points.]

Just as Wrath was about to burst out in a mocking laugh, a reward message Raon hadn’t checked yet popped up.

U-ugh!

Wrath had been curling his lips into a grin, but then froze like a statue.

Th-This is….

‘Oh right, I totally forgot to check the reward messages.’

Raon tapped Wrath’s head lightly, smiling brightly.

H-Hundred? 100 points at once?

Wrath gaped in disbelief.

This brat didn’t even do anything! He just got lucky, that’s all!

He raged, saying he couldn’t accept it, but of course, the system never took things back.

‘Shall I check the next one too?’

Raon ignored the flailing Wrath and brought up the next message below.

[The rank of the trait <Snow Flower's Veil> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Array Analysis> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Wrath Release> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Blood Path> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Authority Amplification> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Crisis Detection> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Authority Control> has increased.]

[The rank of the trait <Soul Transfer Transformation> has increased.]

Eight traits had risen at once. Like the stat increase, it was an enormous boost.

What the—how can eight of them go up at once! And all he did was flap his mouth!

Wrath screamed at the system to come to its senses.

But the messages weren’t done yet.

[The value of the trait <Wrath> increases greatly.]

[The value of the trait <Sloth> increases greatly.]

This time, the message said that the values of <Wrath> and <Sloth> had both increased significantly.

Huh…?

Wrath’s trembling pupils stretched long, like those of a cat.

Th-The King of Essence’s wrath, why has that greatly increased! Sloth, fine, because you met Sloth, but why Wrath too!

He dropped his jaw wide open, saying it made no sense.

‘That’s true.’

Raon blinked blankly.

‘Why did wrath rise?’

As Wrath said, it was understandable that sloth had greatly increased due to Sloth’s influence, but it was strange that wrath had greatly increased along with it.

‘Well, since it’s a good thing, let’s just move on.’

Raon grinned and dismissed the reward message.

He can’t let this go….

Wrath trembled his jaw and shook his head.

This time the King of Essence absolutely can’t let it go!

He said he really couldn’t take it anymore unleashed his wrath.

You stupid system! Come out right now! The King of Essence is more handsome and prettier!

‘Does that even make sense? Like the system would give rewards by looking at someone’s face….’

Just as Raon was shaking his head in exasperation—

[Strength increases by 1 point.]

The system raised Raon’s strength by one, as if confirming that Wrath’s words were true.

See! He’s right! That bastard’s doing this because of your face!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, declaring he had finally found the right answer.

“Huh….”

Raon blinked blankly as he stared into the air.

‘Was it really looking at my face?’

*   * *

Wooooong!

With Glenn’s heavy hand gesture, a golden, flashing dimension opened at the center of the audience chamber.

“You may take eight treasures from within Zieghart’s treasury.”

He nodded, saying that since Raon had been given eight chances, he could select eight treasures.

“Do not be greedy, take only what is truly necessary.”

“I will bear that in mind.”

Raon bowed to Glenn and stepped into the golden dimension.

Fwoooosh!

Along with the sensation of his body floating, a chilly air brushed against his skin.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a vast treasury spreading endlessly, as if it represented the entire continent.

The highest-tier elixirs, the famed swords that had not lost their luster even after hundreds of years, and the dazzling artifacts and antique martial manuals each gave off their own aura, as if welcoming him.

Why bother picking things one by one? Just ask the system instead.

Wrath wrinkled his nose, telling him not to waste energy and just tell the system. He seemed thoroughly sulking.

‘You’re still upset? What kind of Demon King sulks this long?’

Shut up! You don’t know because you’ve never been through it!

Wrath gnashed his teeth, saying he’d only understand the filth if he experienced it himself.

‘Sorry, but that’s never going to happen.’

Raon pushed the sulking Wrath away with his foot and entered the area with the elixirs first.

‘There are more left than I expected? No, were they even replenished?’

I had thought that with so many swordsmen entering the treasury after the war against the White Blood Religion, all the good things would be gone, but perhaps Glenn had replenished the treasury, for it was full of elixirs.

‘As expected of grandfather.’

Thinking of Glenn’s face, Raon picked four highest-tier elixirs that would not only increase aura but also aid in recovery.

‘Next….’

Since the gloves and boots he had been using were torn in the last war, he examined the equipment.

‘These will do.’

Though they had no special abilities, he chose sturdy gloves and boots strong enough to endure astral spheres.

Now you’re heading for the martial arts manuals.

Wrath snorted, saying it was obvious.

‘You know me well.’

Raon smiled faintly and walked toward the circular bookshelf stacked high with countless books.

‘I wonder if there’s one here I actually need?’

Like when he had obtained the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, he placed his hand at the center of the shelf. But this time, nothing happened.

‘Does this mean there’s no lack in my current martial arts?’

Or perhaps it meant I had to search on my own.

More likely the latter than the former. I was older and more mature now, so it seemed to be telling me to figure things out myself.

‘Alright.’

Raon smiled lightly and scanned through the shelf.

‘Not bad, but nothing that draws me in.’

I examined the highest-level manuals, but nothing particularly caught my eye.

In fact, since I had already learned so many martial arts that I had no need for other swordsmanship manuals, it was better not to learn a crude one at all.

‘Maybe I’ll just pick two artifacts instead… hm?’

He smacked his lips and turned to go, but then a book titled <Inscribing the Mind> caught his eye.

‘What’s this?’

Feeling a strange resonance, he opened the book titled <Inscribing the Heart>.

‘It’s similar to the Heart Sword manual I got from grandfather?’

The handwriting and style were similar to the book Glenn had once given him, saying it would help him with the Heart Sword.

But the contents written here were the opposite.

‘Interesting.’

Let’s take this.

Though it felt a bit wasteful to use up one of my chances, I trusted the trembling in my chest and chose the book.

‘Now, what artifact should I pick for the last one?’

Smacking his lips, he looked at the rows of artifacts displayed behind glass like in a jewelry store.

‘There must still be good ones left….’

Because artifacts each had different uses, what was trash for one person could be of absolute power for another.

If I searched well, I might discover something that would be a great help in future battles.

‘Not this, not that… but this… oh! If I have this….’

Raon’s eyes burned hot like flames as he licked his lips.

‘That’s the one I should head for first.’

*   *   *

“Four highest-tier elixirs, Vilaten’s glove and boot set, <Inscribing the Heart> and an artifact.”

Glenn examined the treasures Raon had brought out of the treasury, then nodded.

“I’ve confirmed all eight.”

He returned the treasures Raon had presented, telling him to take them back.

“Bringing out all eight at once was unexpected… but what’s more surprising is that this item was there.”

Glenn lowered his brows, looking at Raon’s hand as if wondering what he was thinking.

“It’s preparation to properly take the second successor candidate test.”

Raon smiled, saying he had gathered all eight for the test.

“I know. That must be why you’ve come to claim your reward.”

Glenn nodded, saying of course he knew.

“So where will you go?”

“To be honest, before I entered the treasury today, I hadn’t decided where to start.”

Raon lifted up a leaf-shaped ocarina.

“But this artifact showed me the path. So I…”

He gave a faint smile and lightly tapped both the ocarina and the Wooden Ring Sword.

“…will first head to Seipia.”

 

 

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