The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1162

 Chapter 1162

 

Raon, after succeeding at taking a nap for the first time, unfastened Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, his swords he had always carried as if they were part of his flesh and blood, from his waist.

Holding the two swords as precious as his own life, he approached Dorian, who was sneaking glances at him.

“Hold these for a moment.”

Raon carefully lifted Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword and held them out to Dorian.

“W-what…?”

Dorian widened his eyes at Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword raised before him.

“W-why are you giving these to me?”

He trembled at the jaw as though he didn’t understand anything at all, instead, he seemed frightened.

“Don’t tell me… because I complained about the supplies yesterday….”

“I already forgot about that.”

Saying he wasn’t even thinking about it, Raon calmly shook his head.

“Then why….”

“Because you’re the person I can trust the most with my belongings?”

Raon tilted his head as if wondering why he was even asking something so obvious.

“Huh? Uwoook!”

Dorian puffed up like well-baked bread as he let out a strange sound.

“A-ah! Yes! Of course! When it comes to that, there’s no one better than me!”

Lowering his head, he said he was grateful that Raon recognized him.

“Alright.”

Raon gave a faint smile as he handed Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword to Dorian, who raised his arms.

“There’s one more thing I’m curious about, why are you taking your swords off?”

Dorian smacked his lips, saying he was curious about that part too.

“I’m going to try living not as a swordsman for a moment, but as a human.”

Raon gave a thin smile, saying it wouldn’t take that long.

“Uh….”

Dorian swallowed dryly and looked toward the platform. Glenn was listening to Raon and Dorian’s conversation but didn’t say a word. It felt like he would allow whatever Raon wanted to do.

“Ah, I understand. I’ll guard Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword with my life!”

Dorian beat his chest hard, as if asking Raon to trust him, then placed Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword inside his belly pocket.

“Good. I’m counting on you.”

Raon lightly tapped Dorian’s shoulder and walked toward the exit of the training ground.

Huh…?

Wrath frowned, looking Raon up and down.

You’re really going to leave the training ground? You, the sword obsessed ghost?

He opened his mouth wide, asking if Raon had truly lost his mind.

‘Since I won’t be training swordsmanship even if I stay here anyway.’

Raon shook his head, saying it was no different from yesterday.

He knows that, but leaving this environment entirely is a different matter!

Wrath exhaled sharply, insisting it was completely different.

‘Yes, it’s very different. But right now, this is the choice I want to make.’

Raon stopped in front of the training ground doors and looked back.

“Hmm…”

“D-Did he really get hit in the head by a sword?”

“Is he really our palace master…?”

Even while swinging their swords, the Light Wind Palace swordsmen widened their eyes in bewilderment.

“Raon! Bring back something tasty!”

“Right. Go outside and play with your friends for once!”

Sia and Sylvia waved their hands with smiles, as if glad Raon was thinking about taking a break.

“…….”

“But more importantly… when is my martial arts manual going to be made…?”
Karoon continued training without even looking in Raon’s direction, as if he didn’t care at all, while Balder furrowed his brows as he remembered the martial arts Raon had promised him.

“Hmm!”

Finally, Glenn said nothing as he simply looked at Raon. His calm gaze shone quietly, as if telling him to go and do whatever he wanted.

“I’ll be back.”

Raon bowed to Glenn and left the head of house’s training ground.

The moment he stepped out, warm sunlight poured down, even though the sun hadn’t even climbed high into the sky yet.

It had been a long time since he’d been anywhere other than the training ground at this hour.

“The sunlight feels nice.”

Raon removed his training clothes and changed into ordinary casual clothes, then headed toward Zieghart’s main street.

‘There are a lot of people.’

People running shops, people restocking goods, people buying groceries, people out to look around. Many were doing whatever they needed to do for their own purposes.

Realizing that countless people moved in accordance with their lives even during the hours he was always training made his chest feel faintly ticklish.

He really doesn’t get it.

Wrath shook his head from side to side, saying he still didn’t understand.

It is true that your condition improved after you relaxed your mind, but whether there is a need to go this far... Hm?

He was grumbling when he suddenly snapped his gaze to the right.

To think they sold chicken skewers over there! They don’t come out on weekdays, so he didn’t know at all!

Wrath licked his lips long as he stared at the small stall selling chicken skewers.

Th-that smell is incredible….

‘Then should we eat it?’

Huh? Huhh?

He opened his mouth wide as though he heard something unimaginable.

R-really?

‘Yeah. Let’s buy the bead ice cream too and eat it together.’

Raon bought chicken skewers in different flavors and also purchased a set of bead ice cream, then sat at the edge of the fountain.

‘It’s good. They go well together.’

After enjoying the salty and spicy chicken skewers and eating the sweet, cool bead ice cream, he patted his stomach.

‘How was it for you?’

Raon nudged Wrath, who was blankly floating in the air, with his elbow.

It… it was delicious. You have perfectly understood the salty-sweet that the King of Essence taught you.

Wrath nodded dazedly, saying it was a good choice.

But really, is your head okay?

Even though he had enjoyed the food, Wrath rolled his eyes as if he were genuinely worried.

‘I’m completely fine.’

Raon waved his hand with a smile.

‘I think I understand a little of the joy of fine food you talked about.’

He continued walking toward the western end of the market, watching people.

It was a road he had never taken before, and he heard things like children’s laughter and chatter.

Lifting his eyes, he found a small park on one side of the street, where children and elderly people could rest.

Children chased each other around teasingly, and the elderly chatted about this and that.

Many were resting on benches, and no one paid attention to him.

‘This place is nice too.’

Raon sat on an empty chair and leaned back. Above his head, bluish leaves swayed, and a cool breeze brushed past, it was far more relaxing and pleasant than staying in the training ground.

‘My mind feels at ease.’

Raon didn’t push away the drowsiness blooming in his mind and simply accepted it. Soon, a soft breath escaped his lips.

Uh, hmm….

Wrath scratched his cheek as he watched Raon fall into a nap, as if he had gotten used to it.

It’s fine to look for the life of a human, but this is just…

A bum who only eats and plays!

*   *   *

“Raon. He really isn’t coming?”

Martha frowned as she looked at the empty spot in the center of the training ground where Raon always stood.

“That guy would jump up even from sleep if it involved swords, but this is the first time he’s rested for a whole week.”

She let out a puff of air, saying she never expected Raon to not show up this long.

“It’s not a week, it’s ten days.”

Burren let out a faint sigh as he looked up at the sky.

“Raon hasn’t even come near this place for ten days.”

His brows furrowed too, as if he were worried.

“I’m so worried I can’t sleep well…”

Despite saying she couldn’t sleep from worrying about Raon, Runaan gently rubbed the sleep mark on her cheek caused by sleeping for a long time.

“What is he doing, and where…?”

Martha clicked her tongue and said maybe it was time they started looking for Raon.

“I feel like the swords are getting heavier and heavier….”

Dorian let his shoulders droop, the belly pocket carrying Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword feeling far too heavy.

“Uh, um… our palace master hasn’t actually gone crazy, right?”

Krein’s fingertips trembled as he said that leaving Raon alone like this was even scarier.

“Could it be distress or something…?”

“My nephew already freed himself from distress long ago.”

Aris appeared like a bolt of lightning and hooked an arm around Krein’s shoulder.

“L-L-Lady Aris!”

Krein jumped back in fright.

“Thank you for worrying about my nephew. Or are you guys closer to him than I am?”

Aris lifted her eyebrows slightly, as if she shouldn’t have said that.

“But you don’t need to worry about Raon. I just saw him a moment ago, he was having fun by himself on the main street.”

She smiled brightly, saying he was even chatting warmly with people.

“R-really?”

Martha’s mouth fell wide open.

“That guy has such sharp words whenever he opens his mouth that it’s hard for ordinary people to get close?”

She blinked, saying she couldn’t believe Aris’s words.

“Really? He was playing well with the kids too, and even smiling at the old folks.”

Aris waved her hand, saying he didn’t look like that at all.

“Oh, but when Evelyn clung to him asking to go on a date, his expression did crumble a bit.”

She chuckled, saying she had seen an entertaining sight.

“Did Evelyn follow him all the way out there again?”

Burren sighed, saying he couldn’t keep up with her.

“Well, Raon seems to be doing fine, and there isn’t much time left in our training period, so we should also focus and—”

Just as he was telling Martha and Runaan to train harder—

Ssssss!

Runaan and Martha, brows furrowed, were sprinting toward the exit of the training ground. The two of them even used footwork techniques, showing how serious they were as they quickly left the training ground.

“Hehehe!”

Aris rubbed her hands together and curled her lips, as if she had expected this scene.

“Is there no one else to tease?”

Grinning, she moved off to find her next victim.

“Haaaaa….”

Burren let out a long sigh as he watched her.

“It must be really hard for Raon too.”

*   *   *

Two months passed, and Glenn’s guided training came to an end.

The swordsmen, now looking completely different from when they had first entered the head of house’s training ground, stood lined up before the platform.

“Hmm.”

Glenn nodded in satisfaction from his seat on the throne.

‘They have changed so much.’

Thanks to the bone-grinding effort, most of the swordsmen standing here had risen by at least one level.

Advanced Master level became highest (peak) Master level, intermediate Grandmaster level rose to advanced Grandmaster level, clear changes could be felt from all of them.

‘Of course, might isn’t the only part that has changed.’

During their time here, they had endlessly sparred with one another, gaining countless real combat experiences against strong opponents. Their eyes and their pressure were on a completely different level from before.

‘Especially those children became much stronger.’

Glenn looked at Sylvia, Sia, Burren, Martha, and Runaan gathered on the left side.

‘Their talents are on a different level.’

Except for Raon, Sylvia and Sia possessed the greatest talent in Zieghart.

The two absorbed swordsmanship at a ridiculous pace, like sponges soaking up water, and strengthened their might without pause.

Thanks to training closest to Raon, Burren, Martha, and Runaan saw things from a completely different vantage point compared to the others.

Their perspective was different, and naturally the mountain they could climb was different as well, so all three showed growth that defied reason.

Among them, Runaan was one step ahead, it seemed truly possible that she might reach Transcendence soon.

It was unfortunate that no new Transcender had emerged from the highest Grandmaster level, but Balder, Runaan, and a few others seemed capable of breaking the wall if given the right opportunity.

‘However….’

Glenn slightly lowered his eyebrows as he looked at the empty spot in front.

‘He’s not coming today either?’

Raon had not come even on the final day of the training, and even today, the day of the closing ceremony, he still hadn’t shown himself.

‘After the ceremony, I should go check on him.’

Even if he has already erased his distress, giving him this long a period of leisure could instead become harmful, so it now seemed better to give him some advice.

‘As expected, he cannot handle it fully on his own.’

Glenn clicked his tongue inwardly in regret and shook his head.

“From this moment, we will begin the final test that will show how much you’ve grown.”

Just as he ordered the swordsmen to step forward and and display how much they had improved—

Kuugugugugu.

The training ground doors opened, and Raon entered, his once radiant blond hair now dim and dull.

But unlike the dusty, murky color of his hair, his eyes gleamed with a sharper, clearer red than before.

“Sorry for being late.”

Wearing worn clothes, Raon bowed to Glenn and then took his place.

“Hmm….”

Glenn swallowed dryly as he looked at him.

‘Raon has changed. Completely!’

The energy wave emanating from Raon was utterly different from when I last saw him.

The young genius who had always released a sharper edge than anyone now gave off only a hazy impression, like drifting fog.

He looked like a naive countryside youth who knew nothing about swords, or like an idle beggar who had thrown everything away to just play around and loaf about.

“Uh….”

“S-Sir Raon?”

“Is that really him?”

“What is this….”

The other swordsmen also sensed something similar, unable to take their eyes off him, frozen in place.

“Hmm!”

Glenn drew a deep breath and rose from the throne.

“I’ll say it again. Display how much you’ve grown as swordsmen over these two months. Step out one by one and show how far you’ve progressed.”

He looked down at Raon, as though the order had already been decided.

“Raon Zieghart.”

Glenn called Raon’s name while putting strength into his fingertips.

“You go first.”

Normally, Raon would be called last, but Glenn couldn’t hold back his curiosity about his grandson’s change.

“Understood.”

Raon nodded leisurely and walked toward Dorian.

“Can you return my swords?”

“A-a, yes!”

Dorian blinked blankly, then hurriedly opened his belly pocket and took out Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, which Raon had entrusted to him.

“Thank you.”

The moment Raon received Heavenly Drive and the Wooden Ring Sword with both hands, smiling—

Sssseuuu….

He had only taken hold of the swords, yet the swordsmen standing in the training ground felt a chilling presence as if a blade were touching the ends of their throats.

[That man….]

The swordsmen’s eyes sank coldly. As if synchronizing their minds, they thought of the same thing at the same time.

[What kind of monster has he become this time!]

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