The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1246 "Runaan...?" Raon widened his eyes as he looked at Karoon. "What do you mean by that?" Runaan, who is always drowsy, is the quietest among the noisy Light Wind Palace swordsmen. During war, she displays more splendid swordsmanship than anyone, but he couldn't understand what could have happened to her while she stayed quietly in the family. "It's not an official report, so I don't know the details, but it seems like there's a problem with that child's sleep." Karoon shook his head, saying he hadn't investigated it precisely himself either. "Burren was very worried. He swung his sword all day long, saying he needed to defeat Runaan with his own martial prowess to stop her strange cultivation." He lowered his eyes then opened them, saying Burren had been training with all his might for Runaan's sake. "After hearing that, I observed Runaan from a distance, and as Burren said, she didn't look to be in good condition. Even after sleeping and waking up, she looked extremely tired. However..." (E/N: Oh! Sounds like me! I'm still tired after waking up! ) Karoon slightly frowned as if recalling Runaan's appearance he had seen before. "That martial prowess was real. Almost at Transcendent level. Even with just a trivial opportunity. No, it seemed like she could surpass the wall of Transcendence with just her own power, without even that." He nodded, saying he was amazed by Runaan's martial prowess. "Hmm..." Raon narrowed his eyes thinly as he recalled Runaan whom he had seen last. 'She should have been fine back then.' Before going down to the First Patriarch's great training ground with Glenn, he had called the Light Wind Palace swordsmen to explain the situation. He had conversed with Runaan then too, but hadn't felt anything particularly strange. 'No, maybe it was too short a time to notice that.' Since he had to go down immediately, there wasn't much time to talk with each Light Wind Palace swordsman. He had only asked Runaan if her cultivation was going well, so perhaps even if she had sent signals, he might not have noticed. -Well, you're damn oblivious to everything. Wrath snorted, saying it wouldn't be strange if he hadn't felt Runaan's changes. 'It's true that I'm oblivious, but you didn't know either.' Raon wrinkled his nose as he looked at Wrath. -Hm, hmph! This king was just trying to observe! Wrath shook his head fiercely as if he had known everything all along. 'They say demon kings don't lie, but lately everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie.' Raon let out a deep sigh and lifted his head. "I understand. Thank you for letting me know." He bowed slightly to Karoon who had informed him about Runaan despite it having no great relation to himself. "Taking care of family members is also something that must be done as head of house. And..." Karoon shook his head with calm eyes. "From now on, don't bow your head or bend your waist. You are the temporary head of house of this Zieghart." He said that his greeting just now had been excessive, then turned his back. "...Then." Karoon looked around the Lord's Manor audience chamber where he had lived like home for two months, then bowed his head one last time and left. "Heh heh heh. No matter how many times I see it, it's an amazing change." Roenn replaced his admiration for Karoon with a hollow laugh. "I also didn't know that sinister young master would change like that." Sheryl also stroked her chin as if impressed by the Karoon she had seen for two months. -Hey. Wrath placed a hand on his shoulder. -How about you just hand over the throne to that big-eyed guy? The guy seemed to have taken a liking to Karoon and poked his shoulder slightly. -Instead, come to the Devildom and try being a real king. It'll be on a different dimension from here! Wrath licked his lips, saying he would support him, so he should become king in the Devildom instead of Zieghart. 'I'll think about that later...' Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the documents Karoon had left behind. 'Right now I need to do the work that's been given to me.' -What? Wrath raised his eyebrows. -The Bead Ice Cream girl might be in danger, and you're not going to chase after her right now?! The guy ground his teeth, asking why he wasn't chasing after Light Wind Palace right now and what he was doing instead. 'Burren is the one commanding Light Wind Palace right now.' Raon shook his head as he recalled Burren's face that looked exactly like Karoon whom he had just seen. 'Burren was also the one who told Karoon about Runaan's strange condition. If that guy made the decision to take Runaan with him, it definitely means he can handle it.' He couldn't carry all of Light Wind Palace's burdens forever. With Burren and Martha, Runaan, and the Light Wind Palace swordsmen, they would be able to solve any danger. 'So...' Raon pressed his lips down slightly as he looked at the documents Karoon had left behind and the materials he needed to understand as temporary head of house. 'I'm going to do what I need to do right now.' (E/N: It's actually a very inefficient separation of duty...people with big muscle but no management ability are stuck doing paperwork, while the people with little muscle and lot of management ability are stuck on the field...) * * * Pop-pop-pop-pop! As soon as Karoon opened the door to Central Martial Palace and entered, magical fireworks burst one after another above his head. "Waaaaaah!" "Palace Master! You've worked hard!" "Welcome back!" "You don't know how much we've been waiting for you, Palace Master!" The Central Martial Palace swordsmen bowed respectfully toward Karoon. Except for those with missions, everyone seemed to have come, making the vast Central Martial Palace appear packed. "Thank you." Karoon calmly nodded as if he had expected the Central Martial Palace swordsmen's welcome and accepted their greetings. "Are there any special matters?" He waved his hand as if the welcome greetings were sufficient, then gave a look to the butler. "Didn't you continue to check on Central Martial Palace affairs while doing your duties as temporary head of house?" The head butler let out a hollow laugh as he looked at Karoon. "There was nothing particularly special, so you don't need to worry." He shook his head, saying there was nothing except for the matters he had continued to report. "I see." Karoon slowly lowered his eyes then opened them as if he understood. "Hearing those words makes it feel real. That my duties as temporary head of house have ended." Through the head butler's words just now, he felt that he had now put down the burden of temporary head of house and exhaled a heavy breath. "I need to go straight to the underground great training ground where the head of house is tomorrow, so I should prepare." Karoon said there was much to prepare before going to see Glenn and turned his steps toward his own great training ground. "Palace Master! Don't worry!" "Yes! You will definitely become the successor, Palace Master!" "We will somehow make you head of house!" "Even the residents are now praising Lord Karoon's management as being good!" "Let's just call you head of house from now on! Words become seeds, don't they!" The Central Martial Palace swordsmen showed unwavering eyes as if displaying their certainty that Karoon would rise to head of house. "Stop talking nonsense. That path isn't so easy." Karoon shook his head as he looked at the Central Martial Palace swordsmen. "My opponent has reached a realm that would be difficult for me to reach even if I trained my entire life. It's a fight that starts with defeat, so it might be impossible to reach that throne in the first place." He bit his lip slightly as he recalled Raon's eyes he had seen today and his martial prowess that had conveyed pressure so intense it made one's insides uncomfortable. "Ugh!" "That's..." "Raon Zieghart..." The Central Martial Palace swordsmen also seemed to recall Raon's terrifying intimidating presence and overwhelming achievements, unable to continue their words and trembling in their shoulders. "Still, don't worry." Karoon looked at the seemingly tense Central Martial Palace swordsmen and, rarely, let out a light laugh. "Because I haven't given up. No, because I have no intention of giving up." He turned his body toward the great training ground and lifted his chin. "Follow behind me. That path will be the road leading to the golden throne." Karoon, with those as his last words, entered the great training ground without looking back. Behind the path he walked, the massive cheers of the swordsmen following him echoed. Uoooooooooo! * * * "Phew..." Raon put down the documents he was reading and let out a sigh. "Roughly finished." After reading the documents Karoon had organized saying they needed to be read and the books describing things that must be done as head of house, the positions of the sun and moon had changed before he knew it. He thought he was fairly quick at processing work, but as expected, the duties of the head of house supporting this massive family were on a different level. "Heh heh heh!" Roenn drew a benevolent smile as if reading his mind. "Don't be so frustrated. For a Temporary Head of House, you are grasping things very quickly." He nodded, saying the speed of grasping the work was much faster than his own expectations. "That's right. You're several hours faster than the previous temporary head of house." Sheryl let out a hollow laugh, saying she didn't know he would be faster than Karoon. "Honestly, I didn't think you'd check all those documents and materials within today." She whistled while looking at the documents Raon had piled up on the right side. "It's better to handle what needs to be done first." Raon shook his head after thoroughly organizing even the last document. "Then you'll go look for Runaan now." Sheryl smiled broadly as if it was all obvious. "Taking care of subordinates is also the head of house's job." She nodded while holding documents as if telling him to go quickly. "Heh heh heh!" Roenn also curled up the corners of his mouth as if thinking Raon would depart immediately. "......" Contrary to the two people's expectations, Raon didn't rise from the throne and narrowed his eyes. "Evelyn." Instead of going to look for Runaan, he called Evelyn's name from his seated position. "Yeah! You called me?" Evelyn released her invisibility from the right side of the audience chamber as if she had been waiting and popped out. "Ugh!" "Wh-what!" Roenn and Sheryl were also startled by Evelyn's sudden appearance and gaped their mouths wide open. -Aaaahhhhh! Again! She appeared again! Unlike the two people, Wrath was completely terrified and screamed. "How did you know I was here?" Evelyn grinned, saying it seemed like their hearts were finally connecting. "I just thought you would be here." Raon turned his gaze to Evelyn and smiled faintly. He had thought she would definitely be watching this scene, but he had also felt a small presence through his subtly released aura perception. It seemed his senses had grown another level after visiting the underground great training ground. "As expected! We're meant to be together! Only Raon understands me!" Evelyn said she was so happy she could die and caressed her own neck. "Don't do that." Raon sighed and waved his hand. "You know what happened to Runaan, right?" He lowered his chin slightly, thinking Evelyn would surely know about Runaan's changes. "Hmm..." Evelyn frowned as if displeased. "I don't like hearing other women's names from Raon's mouth." She turned her head to the right, saying she didn't want to talk about it. "Please." Raon looked at Evelyn with earnest eyes. "Ugh..." Evelyn wrinkled her nose slightly while looking at Raon's eyes. "I can't refuse when you look at me with those eyes!" She let out a long sigh, saying it was unfair. "Fine. What that sleepyhead is afflicted with is ancient magic. It's something mainly used by monsters. It's a vicious technique that drags the desired target into dreams, enchants them in that world, and then makes them a slave in reality too." Evelyn seemed to know what kind of magic had been cast on Runaan and explained the details thoroughly. "In dreams? Slave?" Raon let out an empty breath at words he hadn't expected. "Yes. When exposed to that magic, you only want to live in dreams, not reality. No matter how much you sleep, you're tired, and headaches and fatigue only get worse. But even so, you want to sleep, because the dream world is so happy." Evelyn said it was disgusting and brushed off her hands. "It's quite a difficult magic, so the required materials cost astronomical amounts, and there are hardly any shamans who can use it properly, so they must have been quite desperate." Evelyn shook her head, saying even she probably couldn't operate that magic. "I see..." Raon chewed his lips while stroking the armrest of the throne. -How dare someone! Wrath swung his fist as if he would beat to death whoever tormented Runaan. 'I think I know who it is.' He hadn't even seen Runaan, and had only heard the explanation about the magic just now, but he could instantly sense whose doing it was. 'I need to go.' If it were someone else, he wouldn't know, but if his prediction was correct, Runaan was in danger. It seemed better to move directly. "Right now..." It was when Raon was about to rise from the throne and descend the platform. "But something interesting happened." Evelyn raised her finger while looking at Raon's furrowed expression. "The foul-mouthed one came and asked for a way to save that sleepyhead. Saying she would do anything." She smacked her lips as if recalling Martha's desperate eyes. "So?" Raon gripped the armrest of the throne tightly and raised his eyes. "I barely managed to make one and gave it to her. It was quite good conditions." Evelyn smiled while stroking her wrist. "If things go well, those kids might be able to solve it with their own hands." She shook her head as if it would be interesting. "Or do you want to go directly?" Evelyn shrugged her shoulders toward Raon. "It takes a little time, but it would be much better than running." She drew circles with her finger, saying even if they couldn't go immediately, it wouldn't take very long. "......" Raon looked at Evelyn's finger and pictured the faces of Runaan and Martha who had fought like sworn enemies. He briefly closed his eyes, then opened them and sat back down on the throne. "Hm?" "Temporary Head of House?" Roenn and Sheryl widened their eyes at the sight of Raon not leaving the throne when they thought he would move immediately. -Huh...? Wrath also gaped his mouth as if dumbfounded. -You, you guy. Are you really not going? 'This time.' Raon leaned back deeply into the throne again and picked up the remaining documents with trembling hands. 'I'm going to try trusting those guys.'