The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1275 "What?" Pride furrowed his brow as if he didn't understand what Raon was saying. "Huh...?" Burren also seemed flustered, lifting his head up sharply with wide eyes. -This lunatic again! Wrath realized what Raon was trying to do and trembled his jaw. "This guy." Raon lowered his finger and pointed at Burren again. "He didn't faint even from your aura." He curled up the corners of his mouth while looking at Burren, whose face was distorted to the point where it wouldn't be strange if he died soon. "Those two people could endure your pressure somehow because they received the authority of the monarch of Envy and the monarch of Sloth. But..." Raon glanced at Martha and Runaan once before approaching Burren's side. "This guy has nothing. He's been holding onto his sanity until now with only the will to protect me and his comrades even if he dies." He clenched his fist while meeting Burren's wavering eyes. "To persist until the end even knowing he's not much help, such insolence. Isn't that quite prideful?" Raon said that Burren was a human who fit well with the authority called pride and nodded his head. "Raon..." Burren let out a low moan as if surprised that Raon had been continuously watching him despite the dangerous situation where a demon king had appeared. "Prideful..." Pride lowered his gaze while stroking his chin as if interested in Burren. "He's certainly not an ordinary human." His eyes narrowed and his red pupils became sharp like heated blades. "Obstinacy, jealousy, inferiority complex, competitive spirit, greed, and..." Pride recited the various emotions that Burren possessed one by one through his eyes. "Even quite deep loyalty." He nodded, saying he finally felt deep loyalty toward Raon from Burren. "As you said, he's interesting material. His mental strength is especially good. It seems he's endured quite a lot of hardships. However..." Pride raised his large hand toward Raon and Burren. "I don't particularly feel the pride that would attract this king." He shook his head as if Burren had the talent to become strong but didn't suit pride. "This king is not one who yields to threats. If that human possesses pride as you say, I might consider it, but I don't want to go through the trouble of planting seeds in barren land." Pride shook his head, saying that even threatening with the Death Sword Spirit wouldn't work if something couldn't be done. "Even if you have <Wrath> on your back, I will refuse." He crossed his arms, saying he had no intention of giving Burren the Authority of Pride. "The life-and-death duel with this one was my decision. This matter now has nothing to do with him." Raon shook his head, saying it had nothing to do with Wrath. "Don't just lick the surface, look properly. This guy was originally more prideful than anyone else." Burren was a guy who had been carrying the word pride on his forehead since they first met. After getting beaten by him, he had suppressed his pride to the bottom of his soul and changed it into competitive spirit or loyalty, but that innate emotion could never disappear. "It's useless to look again... Hmm?" Pride stopped abruptly while snorting and waving his hand. "Wait a moment." He looked down at Burren's trembling eyes and clicked his tongue. "Your words are correct!" (E/N: This one is no ordinary doormat) Pride let out an exclamation and refreshingly stroked his jaw. "The obstinacy, jealousy, inferiority complex, competitive spirit, greed, and even the loyalty toward you that this king saw." He curled up the corners of his mouth refreshingly as if finding it interesting. "All of that derived from pride! To think someone born with pride could change like this, amazing!" Pride burst out with a large exclamation as if wondering how such a change was possible. "The fact that he's endured until now is also because of the pride that he absolutely won't fall." He rubbed his hands together as if satisfied that Burren didn't faint even when seeing him. "The land where pride was originally born has dried up, but it's not completely impossible to revive. It would be interesting to watch how this guy changes." Pride sent a burning gaze for the first time as if he liked Burren. "Good. I'll accept your proposal." He let out a deep laugh and snapped his fingers. Whoooosh! Flames that erupted from Pride's fingertips flew toward Burren and wrapped around his wrist. "Urgh!" Burren trembled all over, letting out intense groans as if shocked by the Authority of Pride that suddenly penetrated him. "Endure it even if it's painful. One who possesses pride should not scream." Pride snorted as if telling him to endure without making even a breathing sound. "......" Burren bit his lips as if provoked by Pride's words and endured the painful Authority of Pride that felt like his body was being torn apart. 'Phew...' Raon let out a sigh of relief while looking at Burren, whose shoulders were trembling. 'Thank goodness.' That Burren endured. After Pride appeared, he had intentionally blocked Burren's front instead of the others, indirectly helping him, and fortunately because he endured to the end and didn't faint, he was able to obtain pride. Things went as expected, so his trembling heart finally calmed down. -Huh...? Wrath blinked blankly. -Then, did you calculate the current situation from the beginning? The guy trembled his lips as if incredulous. 'I didn't calculate everything. I just thought it would be nice if it could turn out this way.' Not only Runaan, Martha, and Evelyn, but even Dorian had received demon king authority, yet only Burren had gained nothing until now. If it were someone else, they would have despaired watching their comrades growing increasingly distant, but Burren never gave up and always focused on training, showing the will that he could definitely follow them. He just thought that someone like him would be able to adapt even if he received the Authority of Pride. -That's thinking everything through! Wrath let out a shriek. -I'm going crazy! I still trusted Pride, but he just became a complete sucker! Ironically, the guy had trusted his nemesis Pride, but gritted his teeth saying he was thoroughly betrayed. 'You're the only one.' Raon patted Wrath's reddened head and looked at Burren again. "Haa, haa..." Burren breathed heavily while looking at the red thorn bracelet embedded in his arm. "It suits you well." Pride nodded while looking at Burren's bracelet. "However, to awaken the pride within that bracelet, you'll need to make constant efforts. If you live like you do now, it might be impossible." He waved his hand, saying Burren must live a different life than before. "What do you mean..." Burren forced himself to lift his head and look at Pride. "If you continue to be considerate, yielding, and thinking only of others like before, that power won't awaken. Live as if you're alone in this world." Pride twisted his wrist, saying Burren must return to his original nature. He clicked his tongue long as if expecting Burren's transformation. "Hmm..." Burren realized what Pride's words meant and bit his lips slightly. "I've done as you wanted, so you must be satisfied now?" Pride shrugged as if asking if he was satisfied. "Yes. I acknowledge it." Raon nodded gently, meaning it wasn't bad. "Ha..." Pride let out an empty laugh as if incredulous. "You're the one who suits pride more than anyone else. You seem even more so than that guy." He clicked his tongue, saying he seemed more prideful than the Heavenly Demon. "How about it? Shall this king take you in? Abandon that stupid guy and come here." Pride stretched out his hand as if he would accept him as a follower of pride if he wanted. -That, that thief! Bloody veins bulged from Wrath's pupils. -This guy is mine! How dare you! The guy screamed with all his heart as if he could never give him up. -This guy must follow me and become the monarch of the Devildom! Wrath breathed out deep anger through his nostrils as if he really intended to make him the king of the Devildom. "I refuse." Raon suppressed his urge to laugh at Wrath's appearance and waved his hand. "As expected." Pride clicked his tongue briefly as if he knew it would be so. "Now that everything is finished, we need to treat her." He turned back without hesitation and helped the Death Sword Spirit stand up. "Why, why are you interfering? I should have died here." The Death Sword Spirit tried to shake off Pride's hand while gritting her teeth. "No, you must not die yet." Pride firmly grasped her wrist as if he wanted something through the Death Sword Spirit. "Ugh..." The Death Sword Spirit couldn't shake off Pride and only chewed her lips. She looked at Raon for a moment and then let out a deep sigh. -Tch. Wrath clicked his tongue while looking at such a Death Sword Spirit. That wasn't directed at Pride, but seemed to be aimed at himself. There was definitely a story between those three that he didn't know. "We'll probably be enemies the next time we meet." Pride looked back at Raon while supporting the Death Sword Spirit. He wore a fierce smile as if seeing Wrath through Raon. "That's right." Raon maintained a calm appearance, but swallowed dry saliva inwardly while imagining Pride charging at him as an enemy. "Go back now. It seems there are some things to do on this side." Pride slightly frowned while looking around Eden's scenery. It seemed he didn't like the ghosts of Eden who had stayed still until the Death Sword Spirit became like that. "Go. It seems you have things left to do anyway." When he snapped his fingers, a red dimensional gate opened beneath him and the fallen Light Wind Palace swordsmen. Whooooom! The red dimensional gate swallowed Raon and everyone else without giving anyone a chance to react. "Let's meet again someday. Wrath, and..." Pride pointed his finger at Raon falling through the red dimensional gate. "Vessel of Wrath. No, human Raon Zieghart." He curled up his red lips as if he already knew of his existence. "Pride." The moment Raon called his name while meeting Pride's intensely burning eyes, he felt the sensation of cold, hard ground touching his back. "Mm!" Looking around, he could see the dimensional gate through which he had killed the Sphinx and entered Eden, and Evelyn. "Huh...?" Evelyn, who was maintaining the dimensional gate, widened her eyes seeing Raon and the Light Wind Palace swordsmen falling from the air. "What, what? How did you come out from there?" Evelyn tilted her head as if she couldn't understand. "I met the Monarch of Pride." Raon frowned while recalling the final moment with Pride that seemed like it would burn his eyes. "Pride? Why did that guy suddenly...?" Evelyn trembled her jaw as if she didn't understand. "I'll tell you the details on the way. I need to meet the Heavenly Demon now." Raon brushed the dust off his clothes and stood up. "Do you know where the Heavenly Demon is?" Burren lifted his head while breathing heavily. "That's right. When he said to find him, it meant he was hiding!" Martha exhaled the breath she had been holding and lifted her chin. She wrinkled her nose bridge, saying they wouldn't be able to find the Heavenly Demon right away. "No, I can find him." Raon shook his head firmly and arrogantly raised his chin. "I think I know where he is."