The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1149

 Chapter 1149

 

‘Not here.’

Raon swallowed dryly and tightened his fingertips.

‘But something is definitely watching me.’

It wasn’t a powerful energy or killing intent. Just an eerie sensation that someone was watching me stimulated my spine.

‘Let's try to feel it again.’

Because he had been relaxed after returning to the house, the sudden touch of that gaze had caught him off guard, and he hadn’t sensed it properly. He made up his mind to focus and identify exactly whose doing it was.

“Hoo….”

Raon turned his gaze toward the front, where the annex building stood, and slowly exhaled.

‘Don’t tell me it wasn’t from behind… but from the front?’

I felt the gaze from behind, so I naturally thought they were behind me, but thinking again, it also felt like it was sensed from all directions.

‘Ah!’

A thin breath escaped Raon, and he nodded.

‘Now I get it.’

What he had sensed wasn’t an actual gaze, but a perception of the soul. An awareness that had arisen from the achievement that had lifted him to a higher level than before.

Hmph.

Even without Wrath saying anything and simply staying still, Raon could tell that it wasn’t something dangerous.

To think you managed to sense that… it seems you’re not just some novice after all.

Wrath nodded calmly, as though he had no choice but to acknowledge it, though only a little.

‘Is it really that impressive?’

Raon tilted his head and asked again.

It’s not that it’s impressive….

Wrath clicked his tongue briefly.

It’s more that you’ve finally stepped onto the stage. To the place you humans call the realm of true Transcendence.

He nodded, saying that from here on, it wouldn’t be strange to call him a true Transcender.

“Transcender….”

Raon murmured the word "Transcendencer" in a trembling voice.

Transcendence means to go beyond limits and standard. If the previous you was half a Transcender, then now… it seems you’ve reached the very edge of true Transcendence. Of course….

Wrath waved his hand as if saying there was still a long way to go.

There’s still one more mountain you must cross to truly reach it.

Still, he nodded, Raon was almost there.

‘True Transcendence….’

Raon slowly lowered his gaze.

‘‘It certainly is different.’

Master, Grandmaster, and Transcendence.
There are large differences in level even among those within each of these three realms, but the place where the gap is the greatest is, naturally, Transcendence.

“The Five Kings and Three Demons, no, even back in the era of the Six Kings and Five Demons, the difference between those top-tier Transcenders and the Transcenders beneath them was so enormous that it didn’t even feel like they belonged to the same realm.”

Even the heads of the Five Divine Orders, who were strong among Transcenders, were nothing but fireflies under the moonlight compared to the heads of the Six Kings and Five Demons.

Even after stepping into Transcendence, I had always thought the peak was far too distant to ever reach. but if Wrath’s words were true, then I was now only one final step away from reaching that place.

In truth, the might you possess is far above your current level.

Wrath pressed his lips down hard with his teeth.

Well, of course it is! You scraped off the King of Essence’s spine and devoured all the traits and stats made from it!

He shook his head, saying it would’ve been infuriating if Raon were weak.

But if you raise your realm to the level of true Transcendence, you will become far freer.

‘Freer?’

Raon narrowed his eyes at Wrath.

‘What do you mean, freer?’

It wasn’t that he would become stronger, it was that he would become freer, which made no sense to him.

Once you reach that position, you will naturally understand.

Wrath waved his hand, telling him to stop talking since he was getting annoyed.

But….

His eyes narrowed into thin lines.

Do you know where that soul-gaze came from?

‘I think I do now. I should go check.’

Raon nodded at Wrath, then turned right from the path to the annex building and headed for Frederick’s mansion.

“Raon! You’re back sooner than I expected!”

Federick’s eyes went round, as if wondering why Raon had returned so soon.

“Yes. Everything went well.”

After bowing lightly to Federick, Raon headed to Rector’s room on the left.

“How is grandfather doing?”

He asked how Rector was.

“The wounds are severe and he’s lost a good bit of vitality, but thanks to the treatment you gave him, he has recovered quite a lot.”

Federick smiled, saying the emergency treatment had been done extremely well.

“He won’t be as he was before, but with time, he should recover enough to fight.”

He waved his hand, telling Raon not to worry.

“Thank you.”

Raon bowed to him once more.

“No need for thanks. A healer simply does what a healer must do.”

Federick clicked his tongue and crossed his leg.

“Your grandfather should be sleeping right now, so come back later.”

He waved his hand, telling him to return afterwards.

“No, he’s awake.”

Raon gave a gentle smile as he opened the door to the medical room where Rectar was lying.

“…….”

Just as Federick had said, Rector had his eyes closed and was breathing slowly, as if he were asleep.

“Your greeting was a bit rough.”

Raon sat in the chair beside the bed and smiled faintly.

“Heh….”

Rector furrowed his brow slightly and opened his eyes.

“You really sensed it?”

He let out a disbelieving laugh.

“I did know you’d grown stronger even from over there, but I didn’t expect you to sense that will.”

Rector let out a noise of admiration, saying it was surprising.

“What happened?”

Raon tilted his head at him.

“You told me to keep fighting, didn’t you.”

Rector let out a small laugh and shook his head.

“My body is still far from normal, but my mind has become strangely clear and clean. I thought it might be a new opportunity, so I’ve been focusing on aura perception and will these days.”

He brushed his empty right shoulder and curled his lips upward.

“As usual, I spread my Transcendence will and was sensing around the annex building, and I saw you returning.”

With a playful glint, he looked at Raon.

“Of course, I thought there was no way you’d notice, so I only checked to see how much you’d changed this time… but you actually sensed it.”

He shook his head, saying it made no sense that Raon had recognized it.

“It seems you’ve even surpassed the limits of what human perception can reach. It’s ridiculous.”

With a deep smile, Rector said he no longer knew how far Raon would grow.

“I’m not so sure myself.”

Raon clenched his fist and lowered his brows.

“I felt someone watching me, and the gaze was familiar, so I realized it was you, grandfather.”

At first, I didn’t know who it was, and it made my skin crawl, but when I sensed it properly, the gaze carried a familiar warmth, so I realized it was Rector.

“Seems I’ve looked at you too much.”

Rector gave a soft smile and nodded.

“Haaah….”

He let out a long breath and lifted his gaze.

“Because of the sin of having a troublesome grandson, I’ve been thinking about fighting again at an age when I should be resting… it’s been hard.”

With gentle eyes and a faint smile, Rector looked at Raon.

“But now, I’m curious to see just how far you’re going to rise. So I’ll have to follow you to the end.”

Saying that he would not give up and would stand again, he raised his remaining arm.

“Yes. Please follow this unworthy grandson, even if only in that way.”

Raon clasped Rector’s remaining hand tightly. He nodded, as if making a vow not only to Rector but to himself.

“I’ll kill Derus Robert and show you what lies on the path of the sword.”

*   *   *

“From today onward, we will begin focus enhancement training.”

Standing on the platform, Raon told the Light Wind swordsmen about the day’s training.

“The duration is three days without rest. It starts tonight, so prepare yourselves well.”

Focus enhancement training was the type of training the Light Wind Palace swordsmen hated and struggled with the most.

Since it was carried out in the field, where real combat and training were conducted at the same time, it was the best for improving skill and combat sense, but the drain on stamina and mental strength was even greater, so everyone avoided it.

‘It’s been a while. This should be fun.’

On the other hand, for Raon, it was a rather enjoyable training, since he could tease the swordsmen and beat them evenly.

‘Let’s see…’

Raon looked down from the platform, expecting the swordsmen’s screams and despair.

‘Hmm?’

But today was different. The Light Wind Palace swordsmen were looking at him with eyes full of confidence, as if they could handle any training thrown at them.

Focus enhancement training, three whole days of it,yet they were smiling as if they were happy about it.

“Good! That’s how it should be!”

“If we can receive the head of house’s instruction, something like focus enhancement training is nothing!”

“I agree. If we can’t endure this training, we don’t even deserve to step into the head of house’s training ground!”

“I’m not going to sleep a single moment for three days, I’ll keep moving the entire time!”

The swordsmen raised their clenched fists, saying they would overcome the focus enhancement training and receive Glenn’s instruction.

“Focus enhancement training, huh….”

Burren shook his head side to side as if seriously thinking about how he would get through it.

“This looks fun! It’s the first time I’ve seen everyone this fired up.”

Martha, on the contrary, smacked her lips as if in anticipation.

“Hmhm….”

Runan suddenly took out a soft pillow and stuffed it around her waist, as if she planned to do nothing but go there and think about sleeping.

“So this is that focus enhancement training I’ve heard so much about?”

The Sword Sovereign curled her lip upward, saying it looked enjoyable.

“It’s a shame, but I suppose I should stick to my duties as an instructor.”

The War King nodded, saying they should set aside their own training for now and focus on the swordsmen’s growth.

“Tch. I’ll just join in myself!”

The Gambling Monster raised his fist like the swordsmen saying he wouldn’t act as an instructor but would directly participate in the training.

“Let’s do it together, you brats!”

Free of his usual smell of alcohol, he stepped forward and let out a roar.

“Uooooooh!”

“Let’s die together!”

“If it’s not the head of house’s training, then death!”

“Focus enhancement training is dog food compared to that!”

The swordsmen stomped their feet and shouted even louder, gaining strength from the Gambling Monster’s words.

“Everyone, pack your things and be back here within ten minutes!”

At Burren’s orders, both swordsmen and instructors left the training ground without any hesitation.

Hoooh!

Wrath let out a sound of admiration as he looked at the footprints stamped all over the training ground.

Back then, seeing them whine over something like staying up all night irritated me, but it looks like they’ve finally come to their senses!

He nodded deeply, as if satisfied.

Your shoulders should feel lighter now, too.

Wrath patted Raon’s shoulder as if congratulating him.

“Hmm….”

Unlike Wrath, Raon furrowed his brow deeply.

Hmm…? What’s wrong? Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?

Wrath tilted his head, asking why he was making a sour face when things were going well.

‘If it’s like this….’

Raon shook his head hard, as if to say this wasn’t it.

‘It’s not fun.’

When their expressions used to immediately twist the moment I said focus enhancement training would begin, I had liked that reaction so much, but seeing them, without any of that, readily say they would focus on the training instead made me feel a bit stifled.

‘Should I just cancel the training?’

Raon stroked his chin and lowered his brows, genuinely considering canceling it.

Wh—?

Wrath’s lips trembled as he watched Raon seriously contemplate it.

So you really are just a pervert who likes tormenting people!

*   *   *

Kugugugugugugu!

The door to the head of house's training ground, standing like a giant's shield, opened with a world-shaking vibration, and people stepped onto the ground where a solemn light descended.

From the executives bearing the house’s important duties to the residents who weren’t even part of the household at all, everyone who wanted to watch today’s event entered the training ground.

The armed organizations moved into the training ground and lined up before the platform like a single sword, and the people who came to spectate climbed the stairs and took their places, packed tightly like bean sprouts.

“Hmm.”

Standing at the entrance, Raon surveyed the inside of the training ground. Despite the countless people gathered, a library-like silence had settled inside.

Since today’s event was extremely important, everyone seemed tense, keeping their mouths shut.

“Ready?”

He parted his lips and looked back. The Light Wind Palace swordsmen, who had undergone hellish training for the past three weeks, were staring at him with sharp eyes.

“Yes!”

They shouted in a voice like a roar, saying they were fully prepared.

“Good. Then—”

Just as Raon nodded and prepared to enter—

“This isn’t the fifth training ground, yet you’re being far too loud.”

Karoon approached and stood beside Raon, leading the Central Martial Palace swordsmen.

“You’ve arrived.”

Raon gave a brief bow and looked over Karoon. A quiet, steady energy like a masterfully forged blade.
He too had achieved considerable improvement in a short period of time.

Not only Karoon, but the Central Martial Palace swordsmen as well were giving off a serious energy wave with eyes that were on a different level, as though they had trained with everything they had.

“You’ve changed a lot.”

Karoon curled his lips, as if he found it interesting.

“You as well, Central Martial Palace master, have changed.”

Raon nodded, saying he had no choice but to acknowledge it.

“…….”

“…….”

The two of them stared at each other without saying anything further.

“Um, Sirs…”

The gatekeeper swallowed dryly as he looked at Raon and Karoon.

“Whom should I announce as having arrived first?”

The Light Wind Palace had arrived earlier, but the Central Martial Palace ranked higher.
His eyes trembled as if he didn’t know what to do.

“Light Wind Palace.”

Karoon lowered his hand without any hesitation.

“The one who arrived first should go first.”

His voice was strangely deep, as if he was talking about something other than the current situation.

“Ah, understood!”

The gatekeeper nodded as if grateful and went back inside.

“Light Wind Palace master Raon Zieghart and the Light Wind Palace, entering!”

He shouted Raon’s name loudly enough to shake the head of house’s training ground.

“I’ll go in first. However….”

Raon bowed his head slightly to Karoon, then raised his chin in the exact same posture as him.

“Arriving first doesn’t necessarily mean going first.”

He finished the words like a declaration to everyone present and turned his back.

“True enough.”

Karoon let out a thin smile, as if finding that more interesting.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

Raon led the Light Wind Palace swordsmen into the training ground, curling his lips faintly.

‘This side too….’

Feeling Karoon’s gaze stabbing into his back, he clenched his fist tightly.

‘This will be fun.’

 

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