The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1185

 Chapter 1185

 

“Just as you said, Derus or the Heavenly Demon won't know of the Dragon Lord’s death.”

Evelyn nodded calmly, as if agreeing with Raon’s words.

“This black dimension was created by the Dragon Lord and maintained by three ancient dragons, so not even the tiniest bit of mana leaked outside.”

She moved her long, graceful fingers, brushing across the black dimension.

“But Raon, as you know, Derus Robert is a devious and cold-blooded man. Before the war, he will definitely try to contact the Dragon Lord and the other ancient dragons, so he’s bound to find out.”

Evelyn frowned, saying that deceiving Derus Robert would be harder than killing the Lord.

“I never intended to deceive Derus Robert in the first place.”

Raon lightly smiled and shook his head.

“Just killing the Dragon Lord and the ancient dragons who followed him, and returning the dragons to their role as mediators, is already an enormous gain.”

He waved his hand, saying that he was satisfied just with killing the Dragon Lord and the ancient dragons who posed a massive threat to humanity.

“Then attacking Derus Robert means—”

“That’s a different matter.”

Raon smiled faintly and took out a black booklet he had been holding inside his clothes.

“You would know better. No, I need you to find it.”

Saying it was a request, he handed the black booklet to Evelyn.

“I don’t know what it is, but if you say so, I’ll do it no matter what!”

Evelyn accepted the black booklet, saying there was nothing she couldn’t do.

Wh-what is it?!

Wrath poked his head out and examined the booklet Evelyn had taken.

Tell the King of Essence too!

Curious about its contents, he moved closer to Evelyn, even though he normally wouldn’t go anywhere near her.

“This is… ah!”

Evelyn opened the black booklet and let out a small exclamation as she read.

“As expected, all devious bastards have something in common!”

She curled her lips into a long smile, as if she had expected something like this.

Huh? Rosran, Sipiron, Zerpin? What does that mean? And what are those numbers next to them?

Wrath’s eyes widened as he looked at the strange names and the numbers written beside them.

So what’s so devious about this?

He tilted his head, completely unable to understand.

‘Those place names are all regions inside Boren.’

Raon gestured toward the booklet Evelyn was reading with a tilt of his chin.

Hm? Boren, you say…?

‘That’s right. The land where the Dragon Lord said he detected Derus’s communication signal.’

He placed his hand on Heavenly Drive, a cold smile forming.

‘The Dragon Lord didn’t fully trust Derus either. He was secretly investigating him. Every time a contact came, he tracked the coordinates and the region and wrote them down. Furthermore….’

Raon clenched his fist as he looked at the back of the booklet.

‘He also recorded what was happening not just in Boren, but in the surrounding regions as well.’

The Dragon Lord had examined changes in Boren and nearby areas, the condition of the people, and even unusual details.

‘Look at this.’

Raon pointed to the notes written on the back of the booklet.

‘It says that a small number of people are going missing in the regions surrounding Boren. Don’t you find that strange?’

Hm? What’s strange about it?

Wrath tilted his head again, puzzled.

People going missing is a common occurrence, isn’t it?

He frowned, asking what exactly was strange.

‘That means Borien itself is fine, but disappearances are happening around it. We need further investigation, but probably…’

Raon bit his lip as he imagined Derus Robert’s face reflected in the black booklet.

‘Disappearances have increased across the entire continent. Of course, in numbers so small that most people wouldn’t even notice.’

He nodded with conviction. The Dragon Lord might not have known, but Raon, who understood exactly what kind of human Derus was, knew for sure. That man must be kidnapping people all over the continent right now.

‘If we investigate based on this information, we can reach Derus Robert, no, at the very least, the forces he’s preparing.’

Knowing that this information would let him strike Derus, Raon smiled.

No, how do you even get that far just from this…?

Wrath let out a hollow breath, saying the more he looked at him, the less he understood.

He’s truly someone you don’t want to make an enemy of.

He clicked his tongue, saying he wanted to beat him up, but couldn’t.

‘This isn't because I'm great.’

Raon slowly shook his head.

‘It’s because I know Derus Robert.’

He clenched his fist, saying that anyone who had suffered at Derus’s hands would know.

“Just trust me!”

Evelyn nodded broadly, as if she had understood his intent at once.

“I’ll investigate thoroughly without letting anyone find out!”

She smiled brightly, saying she was more confident in secrecy than anyone in the world.

Can’t argue with that.

Wrath’s shoulders trembled as he looked at Evelyn’s shimmering eyes.

Even the King of Essence couldn’t find that madwoman.

He shook his head, saying that when Evelyn possessed animals, even he himself couldn’t find her.

“I’m counting on you.”

Raon took Evelyn’s hand as he asked her to handle the investigation.

“Aaah!”

The moment Raon touched her hand, Evelyn’s entire body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

“Don’t worry! Even if I die, I’ll find it!”

She flashed a grin so wide it looked like her mouth might split open, her eyes blazing as she continued reading the booklet.

Ugh….

Wrath squeezed his eyes shut, as if sick of the sight of Evelyn.

"I've chosen everything!"

Martha raised her hand high and approached Raon. She was holding a sword with a thick blade like an axe and a very old, worn martial arts manual.

“That is….”

Raon blinked as he looked at the club-like sword.

“They call it a hammer sword! Doesn’t it suit me perfectly?”

Martha laughed refreshingly, saying it felt like she could smash a fortress just by swinging it.

“And this is the martial arts manual that lets you wield this sword. It’s the Long Martial Sword Art.”

She raised her clenched fist, clearly excited about the new manual and sword.

“You’re going to take up a completely new sword and learn entirely new martial arts?”

Burren let out a hollow breath as he looked at Martha.

“Wouldn’t it be better to refine what you already have?”

He shook his head, unable to understand.

“Then what did you choose?”

Martha frowned as she looked at Burren.

“I chose something not very different from my current martial arts.”

Burren lifted the manual he had brought. The martial art he chose was an elegant, noble sword technique not very different from what he was already practicing.

“The sword isn’t very different either.”

He raised the new sword he had chosen. It was thinner than his old one, but not much different in length, a longsword.

“We’re peak Grandmaster level. Even if Transcendence is still far away, I don’t think it’s good to attempt something completely new in our current situation.”

He tilted his head toward Martha, as if telling her to reconsider.

“Hmph! You need to feel something new for the old things to change too!”

Martha snorted and shook her head.

“Want to make a bet with a wish on the line? To see who reaches Transcendence first?”

She stretched out her hand, as if telling him to take it if he dared.

“Hmm.”

Burren pressed his lips tightly together as he looked at her hand.

“That…”

He seemed to recall that Martha had received the authority of envy from Envy, and couldn’t bring himself to continue.

“Ah, right. That would be unfair.”

Martha nodded as if she remembered why Burren hadn’t accepted the bet immediately.

“I’d obviously have the advantage right now, so later—”

“No!”

Burren shook his head vigorously.

“I’ll accept that bet.”

He put strength into his fingertips, saying they should wager on who would reach Transcendence first, just as Martha proposed.

“Really? You’re at a complete disadvantage.”

Martha narrowed her eyes as she looked at him.

“Even if I’m at a disadvantage, I think that kind of bet is something I need right now.”

Burren’s eyes ignited with blue flames, as if he had returned to his trainee days, when he felt competitive toward everyone.

“Interesting! That’s more like it. That’s Burren Zieghart!”

Martha lightly tapped his shoulder, saying it felt like she was seeing Burren’s true self again after a long time.

‘He’s still lacking, but if he grows just a bit more….’

Raon drew in a short breath as he looked at the now-serious light in Burren’s eyes.

‘He might catch the eye of the monarch of Greed, Greed.’

*   *   *

Woooooong!

As Dorian finished collecting all the treasures in the Dragon Lord’s nest and came out, the golden dimensional gate slowly began to close.

“So this is really the end.”

The Gold Dragon Bartius smacked his lips lightly after confirming that the path leading to the Dragon Lord’s nest had completely closed.

“I want to thank you once again.”

He bowed his head to Raon, saying that thanks to him, everything had come to an end.

“For a dragon, you’re quite polite.”

Raon let out a small chuckle as he looked at Bartius.

“But there’s no need for such formalities between comrades.”

Saying that they would be walking together from now on, he waved his hand for him to stop.

“That’s right! Enough already!”

The Red Dragon Balasiur smacked Bartius on the back.

“Yeah. We’re friends now!”

The Blue Dragon Sirtiren waved with a bright smile.

“Haa, it looks like we’ll be busy for a while.”

The Black Dragon Dariauran quickly folded his fingers, as if counting the dragons they would have to fight.

“If it’s something we have to do anyway, it’s better to finish it quickly and rest.”

The White Dragon Bursiarabi bared his white teeth, as if he was rather looking forward to it.

“As they say, it seems we’ll be busy for some time. We may not be able to stay in contact.”

Bartius stood before Raon, his eyes firm with resolve.

“However, as promised to you, we will settle everything before the war begins.”

He placed a hand over his chest, reaffirming his promise to fight alongside him.

“I’ll trust you, and wait.”

Raon drew Heavenly Drive with a gentle smile. Tilting the blade downward, he extended the sword forward. He answered the dragons with a sword salute, the highest form of greeting a Zieghart swordsman could offer.

As if blessing the sincerity of the humans and dragons who had formed a new bond, golden sunlight poured down over them.

*   *   *

Zieghart lord’s manor, audience chamber.

Normally, this was the time Glenn spent alone enjoying the warm sunlight, but now the audience chamber was filled with Zieghart’s executives.

They slowly moved their eyes, as if tense from the sudden summons, carefully watching Glenn’s expression.

“E-excuse me, Heavenly Blade Division leader….”

Tisiren, the leader of the Severe Power Squad, whispered to Sheryl, the Heavenly Sword Division leader beside her, her toes trembling slightly.

“What is going on right now?”

Still not accustomed to her role as the leader of an armed organization, she let out a rough breath, clearly flustered at being suddenly summoned to the lord’s manor.

“I-is a war about to break out? The head of house’s gaze is terrifying….”

Tisiren’s lips trembled, as if she couldn’t even bring herself to properly meet Glenn’s red eyes as he stood on the platform.

“And his leg is shaking too.”

She swallowed dryly as she looked at Glenn’s right foot, which was trembling faintly.

“A war might break out, yes.”

Sheryl formed a deep smile as she looked at Glenn’s red eyes, burning with heat.

“But right now, the head of house is in love. And not just any kind of love….”

She shrugged as she observed Glenn, contrary to Tiseren’s fears, shaking his leg simply because he was in an exceptionally good mood.

“The kind of love for a grandson that, once you fall into it, you can never escape.”

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