The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1331 [New trait <Death Aura> is created.] "Huh...?" Raon checked the message about the new trait once more and blinked blankly. "Death aura? Why did this trait come to me?" Death aura of all things. Even thinking about it again didn't make sense, so his barely recovered mind seemed to become clouded again like when he was in the mental world. -What now! Wrath's complexion turned red as he lowered his gaze. -What on earth did you see that you're making such a fuss! This king is already shocked by your rewards, so unless it's something major... Huh? That guy also let out a strange groan as if surprised by what he saw. -De, death aura? Wrath swallowed dry saliva as if dumbfounded. 'That's right.' Raon nodded while looking at the new trait message. 'I don't know the reason either, but death aura was created as a trait.' Death aura was the aura that Derus Robert used. He couldn't understand why this demonic power, more vicious than the death energy of necromancers who handle countless corpses, had come to him. -Death aura... Ah! Wrath let out an exclamation as if he had figured out the reason. -I know! It's because you died! 'I died?' Raon couldn't understand the meaning of what Wrath said and tilted his head. -Don't you remember? You died countless times in the mental world! That guy struck his own head hard, asking if he had already forgotten about it. "Hmm..." Raon frowned while holding the back of his head where Wrath had hit him. 'Of course I remember. But that wasn't dying in reality, it was dying in the mental world.' It was true that he had experienced countless deaths, but all of that happened in the mental world. He still couldn't understand why death aura was generated in reality. -That's also death. And... Wrath stared intently into his eyes and wrinkled his nose bridge. -You didn't die by this king's hand, but kept taking your own life. Suicide is considered a great sin in any world, including the Devildom. I thought there was a damn awful stench coming from you! That guy sighed, saying that death was still slowly rising from behind him even now. 'So that's what it was.' Raon frowned while holding his temples. 'Come to think of it, there was indeed an ominous aura flowing in the mental world...' He remembered black cracks appearing in the forest that existed in the mental world. At the time, he thought it changed that way because of Wrath's overwhelming martial prowess, but he was greatly mistaken. 'That was death aura.' It was clear that death aura that gradually accumulated each time he committed suicide had built up and eroded the mental forest. -Urgh... Wrath let out a pained breath. -This king also thought those were just cracks that naturally formed while fighting you. That guy trembled his jaw, saying he didn't know death aura was accumulating there either. 'Now I understand.' Raon let out a hollow laugh and nodded. 'It was death aura that I created.' The death aura that accumulated from committing suicide in the mental world wasn't completely erased, remained, and eventually followed him to reality. -Damn it... Wrath ground his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound. -This is so damn ridiculous! Why does this cursed guy gain power even when he falls backward! That guy screamed that he couldn't understand how luck worked out this way too. 'I don't know either.' Raon shook his head while floating death aura above his finger. 'But this aura...' He narrowed his eyes while examining the death aura that wavered like black mist. 'It's a bit different from Derus Robert's?' Derus Robert's death aura made him feel chilled as if death was approaching just by looking at it. But the death aura he possessed was different from that—strangely, it conveyed a warm feeling rather than eeriness. -Warm? You've gone completely insane! Wrath shook his head vigorously, telling him not to say such absurd things. -From this king's perspective, it's the same evil aura... Huh? The guy was muttering that his and Derus Robert's auras were the same, then blinked. -It, it really is? Wrath looked at his death aura again and trembled his jaw. -A comforting feeling really does emanate from your aura. It feels like I could fall asleep just by looking at it... The guy blinked blankly, saying he felt the same way. -Ah, no! That's a death aura! You won't be sleeping, you'll be dying! Wrath quickly retreated to avoid the death aura and bit his lips. -Derus Robert. This is more dangerous power than that damn bastard's! That guy frowned, saying his death aura was actually more dangerous than Derus Robert's because it felt warm. 'More dangerous because it feels warm...' Raon nodded while tracing the black current. 'That might be true.' An aura that approached warmly and delivered death would inevitably be more dangerous than an aura that showed eeriness from the start. -That death aura seems like it will be a great source of power for you. Wrath narrowed his eyes, saying the death aura would be a great help in future battles. 'I think the same. However...' Raon clenched his fist and erased the death aura burning in his grip. 'Right now I want to focus on my own realm rather than such external powers.' Having been in the mental world the longest so far, he still felt like he hadn't perfectly adapted to his physical body in reality. He dismissed all the messages because he wanted to focus on the realm he had built by overcoming death rather than the abilities he gained as rewards. -Hmph! Wrath snorted while looking at him. -You sometimes say things I like to hear. That guy nodded as if his current judgment was correct. 'Then...' Raon grabbed the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword hanging beside the bed and stood up. Having been in the mental world for so long, just standing up made his arms and legs tingle. 'Was I sleeping longer than I thought?' Raon sighed while looking at his trembling hands. 'My body is one thing, but I have no sense of what level my realm is at right now.' He couldn't understand how long he had been in the mental world to feel this way. -This king doesn't know either. I entered the mental world with you. 'I should go out for now...' He was sighing and trying to slowly stretch his body. "Raon!" Blue light exploded from the white ceiling and Evelyn popped out. "Why were you sleeping for so long!" Evelyn let out a scream-like sound and hugged him. "You! You've been sleeping for a whole month!" She wailed that he had made a woman wait too long. "A, a month?" As Raon blinked at the words "one month," the door opened, and Sylvia and Sia entered at the same time. "It's Raon! Raon woke up!" Sia flew to the bed with a bright smile. "Ra, Raon! Are you hurt anywhere?" Sylvia was more worried about his condition than anything else and placed her hand on her chest. "I was worried because you were sleeping for too long. If it wasn't for father, I would have woken you up somehow..." She let out a deep sigh, saying she had been anxious because he wouldn't wake up for a whole month. "Grandfather..." Raon narrowed his eyes thinking of Glenn. He seemed to have known what state he was in. "Raon..." "Palace Master!" "You idiot! Why are you only waking up now!" Runaan, Burren, and Martha must have been waiting with the family too, as they came rushing in like they were flying. "I'm sorry..." Raon slightly lowered his eyebrows looking at the three. Thinking that he had neglected the Light Wind division for a month, he had nothing to say. "It's fine. We handled things pretty well on our own." Burren calmly waved his hand as if telling him not to worry. "Well, it wasn't as good as your damn training, but we managed well." Martha twisted up the corners of her mouth as if the training with the Light Wind division had been fun. "Raon..." Runaan held his hand and wouldn't let go, as if she was more worried about Raon's condition than anything else. "Thank you." As Raon thanked the three and raised his head, the door opened again and Glenn entered. "You've lost many things, but you've also learned many things." Glenn nodded calmly as if he knew what he had done in the mental world. "Congratulations." He placed his hand on his shoulder with a proud smile. "On reaching the true Absolute realm." (E/N: transcendent, lower tier transcendent, normal transcendent, high tier transcendent, peak transcendent, unparalleled transcendent, absolute transcendent, true absolute transcendent. Or something like that...) * * * After telling everyone that he wasn't hurt but had been cultivating, Raon followed Glenn as if entranced. Glenn stopped at the clearing at the entrance to North Grave Mountain where they had conversed or sparred and turned his back. "You have an expression full of curiosity." Glenn drew a benevolent smile as if he could read all of Raon's thoughts. Strangely, he who had looked much older now had vitality returning to his face as if he had become slightly younger again. "Yes..." Raon nodded while taking a step closer to Glenn. "I don't quite understand what you mean by the true Absolute realm." He hadn't felt much change after returning from the mental world. Rather, he had only thought it fortunate that he hadn't become weaker, so he couldn't understand either Wrath's words about returning stronger or Glenn's words about reaching the true Absolute realm. "The Absolute realm is different from other realms." Glenn raised his index finger tediously slowly. "Unlike other realms that are clearly divided by rank, the Absolute realm is vague like a dream. Like fog on a road, it's hard to properly know where you are or where you're going." He nodded seriously, saying he knew well because he had already walked that path. "Certainly..." Raon slightly bit his lip while listening to Glenn's words. "It's hard for me to accurately feel how much stronger I've become." He had felt he had surpassed Transcendence long ago, but unlike then, he couldn't know for certain how much stronger he had become now. "That's because you're trapped in the mist of Martial Will." Glenn opened his grip and created a red mist. "If you're trapped in this kind of mist, it's hard to know which way is forward or where you're standing." He covered his face with mist so thick that the back couldn't be seen and let out a small laugh. "This Absolute realm is the same. Trapped in the mist of Martial Will, it's difficult to know whether you're regressing or ascending. In reality, your realm can fall like a waterfall or suddenly soar like a divine dragon." Glenn lowered his hand, saying he himself hadn't realized this for very long. "However, once you surpass that realm, everything becomes clearly visible as if you've climbed to a mountain peak that even clouds cannot reach. You can feel not just yourself, but this world itself. I too..." He raised his wrinkled hand to his chest. "Through seclusion, I was able to escape the mist of Martial Will. That's why I gained the confidence that I won't be defeated." He nodded, saying he had gained the confidence that he would never lose to the Heavenly Demon because he had obtained that realization. "I see..." Raon slightly clenched his fist while looking at his grip. 'The mist of Martial Will.' He didn't feel like he had become stronger after returning from the mental world, but now he seemed to understand the reason. "However, there is a way to temporarily lift the mist and confirm your own martial prowess." Glenn licked his lips, saying there was exactly one method. "What is it?" Raon opened his eyes wide while looking at Glenn. "A spar with a martial artist who has escaped the fog already." Glenn let out a gentle smile and extended his hand. "Come." He placed his hand on the Heavenly Tremor as if things had worked out well. "I'll be the milestone that allows you to know yourself." * * * "The Head of House has been staying at the annex building more than the main building lately." Sheryl yawned boredly and leaned against a pillar. "That's probably how worried he is about Lord Raon." Roenn laughed heartily, saying he could fully understand Glenn. "Indeed, if I had a grandson like Raon, I would have stayed by his side every day too." Sheryl curled up her red lips as if the thought alone was pleasant. "Aren't you already treating him like a grandson?" Roenn drew a faint smile, saying it was obvious that Sheryl cherished Raon. "That's true, but it's a bit different. Rather than a grandson... more like a disciple I was forced to take on because of that guy." Sheryl sighed with dreamy eyes as if thinking of someone. "..." Roenn said nothing as if he understood Sheryl's feelings and quietly organized the audience chamber. "Anyway, I hope nothing bad happens." Sheryl was waving her hand with a slightly wrinkled smile. Rumble rumble rumble! The hidden door of the audience chamber opened, and Karoon stepped up the dark stairs with pure white aura swirling around his feet. "Central Martial Palace Master?" "Hehe. It seems your cultivation is finished." Sheryl and Roenn knew that Karoon had remained at the First Patriarch's Training Ground, so they immediately greeted him and approached. "Yes. It's finished." Karoon nodded slowly. He who always maintained an immaculate appearance now had a beard growing on his chin, his training clothes were completely torn to rags, and his whole body was covered in wounds. It looked as if he had engaged in a life-and-death duel with someone rather than just cultivation. However, Karoon's red eyes were shining more clearly and proudly than ever before. It was like looking at a crystal wrapped in flames. "Hmm..." Sheryl felt a chill from the inexplicable quiet presence emanating from Karoon and swallowed dry saliva. "Hehe. Did you gain some great enlightenment?" Roenn also seemed to get goosebumps from Karoon's presence and deeply lowered one eyebrow. "I didn't gain enlightenment, but I obtained a sword." Karoon looked at the only intact sword at his waist. He rubbed his jaw with eyes as sharp as a blade, as if thinking of someone. "A sword that can cut through anything."