The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1333 "Sword... God?" Raon's eyes widened upon hearing the word "Sword God," which he had never expected to hear. "What do you mean all of a sudden? The title of Sword God is..." As far as he knew, there were only two people with the title of Sword God. The former Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, Dark Night Sword God Darkan, and Glenn Zieghart who was standing before him right now. He couldn't understand why Glenn had suddenly used the term Sword God in reference to him. "I'm nothing like a Sword God." Glenn drew a thin smile while looking at the Heavenly Tremor in his hand. "Even though I can use a sword fairly well, such an excessive title is out of the question. The only title that suits me is Destructive King of the North." Despite being the continent's finest swordsman, he showed humility and lowered his hand. "Your humility is excessive. If grandfather's level is considered 'using a sword fairly well,' then there would be very few swordsmen in this world." Raon firmly shook his head, saying it was too excessive humility. -Hah! That old geezer! Wrath also frowned as if bewildered. -A master whose skill is rare even across all dimensions talking such nonsense, it's deception! Deception! The guy gritted his teeth, saying he thought he knew where his own tendency for false modesty came from. "Hmm, that went too far." Glenn chuckled, saying he had misspoken. "However, it's not false. I'm not someone who suits the title of Sword God." He slowly closed and opened his eyes as if he had no intention of correcting that part. "I'm just a strong sword. I can only move forward fast and strong." Glenn raised the Heavenly Tremor upward and slightly lowered his chin. "Even now that I've gained many insights about swords, martial arts, and people, that fact hasn't changed. Since I was born strong from the beginning and have only walked the path of supremacy, I can't change it. But..." He turned his quietly sunken eyes to look at Raon. "You are different." Glenn nodded with warm eyes as if he trusted Raon completely. "Raon. You were born the weakest, yet now you're heading toward the highest place. And you didn't bloom leaves in a warm household, but went forth into withered, harsh lands and bloomed flowers in barren soil. Since it's soil cultivated through effort while witnessing countless blood and death, you know both true strength and weakness." For that reason, he drew a gentle smile as if Raon could become a true Sword God. -How ridiculous! Wrath snorted as if it was absurd. -What do you mean he was born weak! Only his body was weak, but his mental strength was so fierce that few among the humans this King has seen could compare, and his realm of the soul was also excellent! The guy shook his head vigorously as if Glenn didn't know Raon at all. -Moreover, he devoured all of this King's abilities and became a fat pig, so true Sword God my ass! Wrath couldn't contain his anger and wildly swirled his tail. "True Sword God..." Raon ignored the raging Wrath and swallowed dry saliva. "What exactly does 'true Sword God' mean?" Despite hearing Glenn's words, he couldn't understand the exact meaning of 'true Sword God.' Like being covered in fog, he couldn't think properly. "That's just an expression I came up with." Glenn smiled faintly and waved his hand. "During my secluded cultivation, I thought about what my ideal swordsman should be. One who has honed their body and mind as sharp as a blade. Splitting heaven and earth and cutting an enemy's soul is merely what a swordsman does, but being able to break even an enemy's goals and dreams - that would be what's called a Sword God." He lowered one eyebrow while explaining his concept of a Sword God. "I have perfected my body and mind as a swordsman. I can split heaven and earth and even cut an enemy's soul. But I cannot break others' dreams and will. Even if I can crush them with force, that doesn't mean they're broken." Glenn shook his head, saying that cutting an enemy's will was an impossible realm for him. "That's impossible for me too..." "No, you can do it." He drew a gentle smile as if he believed in Raon. "You became strong from weak through more experiences than me, so you possess the strength and willpower to embrace all humans in this world. That will become the fertile soil that makes you a Sword God." "Embrace..." Raon repeated the word "embrace" that came from Glenn's mouth and rubbed his chin. 'Can that be possible?' After hearing from Glenn that he could become a true Sword God, he thought about what special qualities he might possess. Ring of Fire, Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, Glacier, countless traits and a body and mind beyond human realm, and even Demon King's Authority. He had been pondering which of these would be most important, but the answer that came back was completely different. "You asked earlier what a true Sword God is." Glenn drew a calm smile and pointed the Heavenly Tremor at the darkening sky. "Let me answer in one sentence. One who can change a person's life with this single sword is a true god of the sword." He nodded as if Raon could become that very Sword God. "Changing others' lives is a true Sword God..." Raon furrowed his brow at the meaning of Sword God he had never thought of. "You won't understand it now. It must feel like being lost in dark fog, just like your martial prowess." Glenn nodded as if he understood Raon's current situation. "You just need to keep walking the path you're on now. At the end of it, both the future I desire and the future you desire will be together." He came forward and patted Raon's shoulder as if he was doing well. "Hmm..." Raon slightly bowed his head while receiving Glenn's benevolent gaze. "I understand. I will strive forward as grandfather says." There were many questions, but seeing Glenn's eyes, only words of agreement came out. "To be honest, I'd even want to pass the position of head of house to you right now. With that martial prowess and mind, you'd probably manage the family much better than I do now." Glenn smacked his lips as if he suddenly wanted to hand over the family to Raon. "No, that's..." "I know. It's not the right time now. My final role would be to take on the malice that will surge from the war with Eden, and then pass the cleanly refined family to you or Karoon afterwards." He waved his hand as if it was just something he said. "Grandfather..." Raon looked at Glenn and his jaw trembled. When he spoke of taking on the malice, it felt like his body was becoming hazy as if it would soon disappear. "Ah, one more thing - even though you've become stronger, don't be too complacent." Glenn curled his lips while looking in the direction of the Lord's Manor. He narrowed his eyes thinly as if he had noticed that Karoon had finished his seclusion and come out. "The current Karoon might have one sword that can reach you." * * * "Gasp! Gasp!" Blade Queen Siera stuck her sword into the hard ground of the great training ground and breathed heavily. She seemed severely injured, holding with trembling hands a wound at her waist from which blood was pouring. "I was curious why you suddenly requested a spar..." Blade Queen Siera twisted her lips while looking at the wound that had stained her hands red. "Were you hiding such a weapon? It's certainly impressive." She frowned while looking at Karoon Zieghart standing before her. "...The sword went in too deep." Karoon steadied his breathing and lowered his sword that was dripping with Blade Queen Siera's blood. "I'm sorry for causing serious injury in a spar." He apologized and bowed to the Blade Queen. "Sorry my ass! This isn't even a serious injury!" The Blade Queen struck her own wound with her palm as if telling him not to worry. Blood burst from her waist and flowed steadily to the floor. "Siera!" The Warlord shouted and ran over to stop the Blade Queen's bleeding with his hands. "Why are you making the wound worse for no reason!" He frowned while using a completely different tone than usual. "Oh, it's been a while since I've seen that face." The Blade Queen smiled faintly while looking at the Warlord's distorted face. "You've had the same expression lately so it was boring, but this is nice?" She smiled, saying it was good to see the Warlord's different face. "Haa..." The Warlord sighed as if too tired to speak and focused on stopping the Blade Queen's bleeding. "Well, I spoke jokingly, but I'm serious. It's not strange for swordsmen of our level to injure each other during sparring. Don't worry about it. And..." The Blade Queen furrowed her eyebrows while looking at Karoon standing with calm eyes. "I also know that you held back your strength." She lowered her chin, knowing that it ended with only this much injury thanks to Karoon holding back. "Hmm..." The Warlord also nodded slightly as if he had seen the same thing. He sent a slight nod to Karoon as if thanking him for controlling his strength. "Wooow! Zieghart's training ground must be really good, huh? To have this kind of growth in such a short time. I want to go there too! How nice it must be to be born in Zieghart!" The Blade Queen stamped her feet, saying she also wanted to enter the hidden great training ground to cultivate. "I have been blessed in terms of environment. I have nothing to say against that." Karoon calmly nodded, acknowledging that he was able to become stronger by obtaining a good opportunity. "Huh...?" The Blade Queen blinked at Karoon's unexpected reaction. "As expected, is it? Honestly, when I heard you were a successor candidate like Lord Raon, I didn't understand it well, but now I see the reason. You definitely have the potential worthy of Zieghart's direct lineage!" She raised her thumb, saying she would acknowledge Karoon. Since blood was pouring from her waist, it looked somewhat bizarre. "That sword that pierced here." The Blade Queen pointed to her wound and curled her lips. "It's swordsmanship created targeting Lord Raon, right? This might even work on that monster? Of course, just that one thing." She licked her lips as if interesting results would be created. "Isn't that right?" The Blade Queen raised her elbow and asked for the Warlord's opinion. "It was certainly different from what came before. I don't think I could avoid or block it either." The Warlord said that even if he fought back, he would likely be the one to suffer, and lowered his eyes. "Call us too when you spar with Lord Raon! I really want to watch." The Blade Queen rubbed her hands together, saying she wanted to watch the spar with Raon directly. "Then come to the head of house's great training ground in a week." Karoon turned his back and gave that answer. "I'll be sparring with the Light Wind Palace Master that day." "Next week?" The Blade Queen's eyes widened. "Isn't that too soon? If you polish it a little more..." "No, that's for the best. If more time passes from here..." Karoon shook his head heavily. He bit his lips slightly as if it was only now. "I'll never be able to defeat that monster."