The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1240 "Whoo...." Raon exhaled very slowly while facing Glenn. He discarded the stale air remaining in his lungs and focusing his mind, breathing deeply. A terrifying sense of pressure emanated from Glenn, who held Heavenly Tremor in his hand. His shoulders were crushed under a weight heavier than the pressure this training ground provided, and his feet seemed to dig into the ground. Though the match hadn't been decided, it already felt as if Glenn's sword was touching his throat. 'Is this the real Glenn Zieghart?' Glenn had wielded his sword without rest as if he had become a different person since coming down to the First Patriarch of Zieghart's training ground. Having escaped from the enormous responsibility as head of house and returned to being a swordsman, his sword conveyed a chilling sensation as if it would cut out one's heart just by being held, along with a freedom that seemed ready to extend anywhere. 'The man in front of me is truly the Continent's strongest.' Glenn emitted the aura of an absolute being as if ignoring even the pressure created by the First Patriarch of Zieghart's training ground. If this man wasn't the Continent's strongest, it seemed no one else would deserve that title. Raon bit his lip deeply and tightened his grip on the hand holding Heavenly Drive. 'I'll barely be able to face him only if I fight with the resolve to kill.' He too had trained while saving sleep after coming down to this training ground, but he hadn't achieved as much change as Glenn. Rather, it felt like the gap had widened more than before, so if he didn't give his all, victory or defeat would be decided in a single sword strike. 'If it's grandfather now....' He could even defeat the Heavenly Demon. Glenn from a month ago was said to have been pushed back by the Heavenly Demon's momentum, but the current him would absolutely never lose. No, the thought of that person losing to anyone didn't even occur to him. -Certainly.... Wrath narrowed his eyes while looking at Glenn. -He has changed indeed. No, it wouldn't be strange to say he's become a different person. He nodded as if agreeing with his own opinion. -I can feel will and martial prowess that the word 'strong' is insufficient to describe. Wrath let out a gasp, saying he didn't know Glenn could emit such an eerie aura. 'Being pushed back by the Heavenly Demon's fighting spirit must have hurt his pride.' Raon curled up his lips slightly. 'He definitely wouldn't lose now.' Thanks to the Heavenly Demon, his heart pounded at being able to face even a little of the true martial prowess of the man named Glenn. -This king's thoughts are a bit different. Wrath briefly shook his chin. 'What?' Raon lowered his eyebrows while only moving his pupils. -That old geezer becoming so sharp isn't because of that Heavenly Demon fellow. Wrath snorted as if there was another reason. -You'll understand after finishing today's match with that old geezer. The guy told him to first cross swords directly with Glenn, then stepped back. 'What does that... huh?' Raon frowned and turned his eyes forward again, then trembled all over. Glenn was looking at him in exactly the same posture as at first. He was now concentrating his entire mind on him, not on the future enemy called the Heavenly Demon. 'This wasn't the time to be distracted elsewhere.' Raon bit the inside of his lips hard enough to draw blood. 'Even pouring my entire soul to grandfather wouldn't be enough.' Even though he knew that concentrating his entire mind on each and every sword strike wouldn't be enough, he had engaged in conversation with Wrath. He concentrated on the Ring of Fire to make up for his mistake. The ten rings rotated fiercely, calming his excited heart and disturbed mind. Soon the world turned black and white, and only Glenn standing before his eyes possessed vivid colors. Glenn's breathing could be heard and his heart could be felt. One sword. An extremely sharp single sword was standing in human form. 'This is....' A one-strike match. Glenn had no intention of fighting for long today. With just one sword strike, he could feel the momentum to cut not only his body and soul, but even his will to hold a sword. 'I'll have to receive it.' Raon nodded calmly, put down the Wooden Ring Sword, and gripped Heavenly Drive with both hands. 'With the strongest sword I can draw right now.' Glenn possessed a soul sword larger and sharper than his own, so his own soul sword wouldn't work. Clashing directly with body and sword was the best option. "Your eyes have properly returned." Glenn seemed to sense Raon's change as he nodded calmly and raised Heavenly Tremor slightly higher. It meant he would receive whatever came. "I'm coming." Raon stopped the breath he had newly taken and pushed off the ground with his toes. Supreme Harmony Steps. He advanced toward Glenn's front with the footwork that contained an extremely swift sword that seemed to pierce through space itself. A sharp golden flash bloomed from the silver-gleaming blade tip of Heavenly Drive. Along with brilliant radiance like the sun erasing darkness, the ultimate sword technique that Raon had built up blossomed. Sword Domain, Heaven's Rift. Heaven's Rift was a growing Sword Domain. The sword path that the swordsman Raon Zieghart had built up over his lifetime scattered like rays of sunlight and covered the First Patriarch of Zieghart's training ground. -Ohh! This is that sword? Even Wrath couldn't contain his admiration at Heaven's Rift's growth and opened his eyes wide. Just as the wide, high training ground was being enveloped in Heaven's Rift's golden light, trying to erase Glenn himself. Crack! A tiny lightning bolt bloomed between the golden canvas created by that sword. Crackle! The lightning that was smaller and thinner than human hair spread out in an instant like shadows announcing night, covering the golden radiance that Raon had created. The rays of sword light that Raon had built up over his lifetime were erased, and intense lightning bolts filled the space in their place. In an instant, the golden light of dawn subsided, and crimson lightning ruled the entire world. "Huk...." Raon knelt down from the shock of his fully deployed Sword Domain Heaven's Rift being shattered. Having poured out his body, aura, and mind completely, the aftermath was severe, and red blood poured from his mouth. The crimson lightning that had covered the entire training ground instead of golden radiance subsided, and Glenn walked forward. He looked at Raon with calm eyes as if he had suffered no damage at all. "It has become an even more splendid sword." Glenn shook off Heavenly Tremor and nodded. "I'm curious about how it will change when that Sword Domain is completed." He curled up the corners of his mouth, saying Heaven's Rift's change was surprising. "I, I still have far to go." Raon stammered slightly from exhaustion as he stood up. "I couldn't even receive grandfather's single sword strike." Having told Glenn he would help but seemingly providing no help at all, he bowed his head deeply. "Is that what you think?" Glenn looked at Raon and let out a gentle laugh. "Yes. So...." Raon wiped the blood flowing from his lips as he stood up. He even pulled out the Wooden Ring Sword that was stuck in the ground and took a combat stance again. "I will help you somehow!" Since the single sword match that Glenn wanted was over, he said to move on to the next and rushed in holding Heavenly Drive and the Wooden Ring Sword. "The help is more than enough, but..." Glenn chuckled while watching Raon charge at him fiercely. "Do as you please." * * * "Ughhhh...." Raon eventually collapsed unconscious in the training ground after pouring out all his strength and mind. Having truly exhausted everything, he fell into sleep and only let out small breathing sounds. "Whoo." Glenn wiped the sweat flowing from his forehead and let out a heavy breath. "His body surpassed mine long ago, and his stamina and mental strength now seem to be a class above mine as well..." He let out a hollow laugh while looking at Raon sleeping collapsed. "How can he be like that?" Raon would charge with all his might every single day, faint, then the next day get up perfectly fine as if nothing happened and attack again. Even searching the entire Continent, there wouldn't exist anyone with such stamina, recovery ability, and mental strength. 'Plus terrifying growth ability on top of that.' By having real-battle-like spars with him every day, Raon's experience in how to move, what to think, and what preparations to make when fighting a strong opponent had greatly increased. His martial arts growth was frightening too, but his growth in those areas was particularly outstanding, making it impossible to face him carelessly now. 'Today was even more difficult.' Glenn narrowed his eyes while looking at Heavenly Drive that Raon didn't let go of even after fainting. 'Because I used my full power.' He had told Raon he used full power every time, but actually he had been conserving strength. If he used his full power, the gap would be too wide for training to be effective. But Raon's Sword Domain just now had forced him to use his full power. No, if he had held back even a little, he might have been defeated instead. Even though this was the First Patriarch's training ground where true full power couldn't be used, it was remarkable. 'It was that dangerous.' He knew that Raon used two types of Sword Domains, and the Sword Domain that contained everything of his was Heaven's Rift, which he used today. But he didn't know it would show such power and achievement. His grandson was admirable, yet it was pitiful seeing how difficult it must have been. "Sorry for not being able to help me?" Glenn let out a hollow laugh while looking at Raon, whose face was covered with blood and dust. "No, thanks to you I was able to return to my original self. To the swordsman Glenn Zieghart." Thanks to Raon always fighting desperately as if engaging in a life-and-death duel, he too could pursue only the sword without any hesitation. 'If it's now....' He could even defeat the Heavenly Demon. After coming down to the First Patriarch's training ground, he had returned to his childhood when he first held a sword, thinking about the sword, drawing the sword, and pursuing the sword in every moment he breathed. His body had aged and his mental strength had declined, but the sword held in his heart...The sword forged with his soul emitted more brilliant light and sharpness than ever before. This was certainty. The resolve to absolutely never lose to the Heavenly Demon had changed into certainty of victory, all thanks to his grandson lying there using the cold ground as his bed. "Thank you." Glenn bowed slightly toward the sleeping Raon. -Somehow... That serious and noble appearance lingered in the eyes of a demon king for a long time instead of Raon's. -...Enviable. * * * "Whoo...." Karoon moved the perfectly processed documents to the left and let out a short breath. "Hehehe!" Roenn let out a hollow laugh while receiving the documents Karoon had passed over. "You seem to have gotten used to document work now." He nodded while checking the documents Karoon had signed. "Your adaptation is faster than expected. You didn't run the Central Martial Palace for a long time for nothing." Sheryl whistled as if amazed. "It's just past noon now, so you'll be going to the training ground as usual, right?" She smiled knowingly as if Karoon's destination was obvious. "That's right." Karoon nodded calmly as if Sheryl's words were correct. "Since becoming temporary head of house, my sword path has been forming strangely well, so I want to save time." He stood up from the throne, saying he wanted to focus on training to heighten his achievements while his swordsmanship was developing well. "...And there's a guy I need to look after." Karoon drew a faint smile as if thinking of Burren, who was following his training well. "He certainly does train well." Sheryl also clicked her tongue as if acknowledging Burren. "I'll escort you." As she stood behind Karoon, the audience chamber door opened roughly, and Shadow Agents' Leader Chad entered. "Te, Temporary head of house!" Chad stammered as always and practically crawled to the center of the audience chamber. "What is it this time? I know it's urgent, but please don't go that far." Karoon sighed and waved his hand as if familiar with Chad's impatient appearance. "N, no! That's not it...." Chad raised his head while lifting up a paper marked with urgent news. "It's news that the ghosts of Eden have moved!"