The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1346 'Pride?' Raon widened his eyes as he looked at the message that had popped up before him. 'This was just unlocked now?' The Authority of &lt;Pride&gt; that hadn't unlocked no matter what he tried until now had been unlocked. Since receiving a fragment of authority from Pride, the door that had always been firmly closed like iron bars had suddenly opened, so he was bewildered even while looking at the message. -Well, it was about time. Wrath didn't get angry as usual, and calmly nodded saying that the Authority of &lt;Pride&gt; deserved to be unlocked. -Since you've finally thrown away that damn humility. The guy smiled faintly as if he liked his recent arrogant words and actions. 'It was about time? Have I become that arrogant?' Raon blinked as he looked at Wrath. -That's right. Wrath looked into his eyes and slightly lowered his chin. -The confidence you showed before was just a facade. It was a false pride squeezed out of necessity in situations where you had to win at all costs. But... The guy curled up the corners of his mouth as if he liked his current expression. -Now it's different. Confidence in your own martial arts is emanating from your very soul. Wrath smacked his lips, saying his expression had become interesting. -You've definitely become prideful. The guy nodded, saying that he was worthy of unlocking the Authority of &lt;Pride&gt;. 'Pride...' Raon looked at his own hand while recalling his martial arts and soul that hadn't yielded even before the Heavenly Demon. 'Come to think of it, both the Silent Serpent Swordsman and the Heavenly Demon said I was arrogant.' Both the Silent Serpent Swordsman who struggled desperately to survive and the Heavenly Demon who descended to save such a Silent Serpent Swordsman had evaluated him as arrogant. It seemed he had unknowingly acquired the emotion of pride. -Certainly &lt;Pride&gt; is one of the negative emotions. It's not really a good thing. Wrath raised his hand that was cutely puffed up like bread. -However, true pride only lends its power to beings worthy of it. You now have that qualification. The guy stroked his chin as if proud. 'Hmm, if that's the case...' Just as Raon nodded and was about to check the Authority of Pride. "Sword Sage!" Bjorn, the chieftain of the Vikings, called out to Raon and knelt down. "Thank you so much for saving our tribe!" He was moved by Raon's magnificent martial arts and firm soul, and raised his rock-like fist to pound his own chest. It seemed like a Viking greeting. "When the Heavenly Demon appeared, I thought everything was over. He's one of the strongest on the Continent, no matter what anyone says. But you didn't yield to that absolute being and fought against him with a single sword. That was truly the attitude of a real warrior!" Bjorn's eyes welled up with tears, saying he saw the back of a true warrior in Raon's appearance facing the Heavenly Demon. "You set the condition to follow the Five Kings, and I said I would follow that condition if you defeated Arne. I want to speak about that part again. Not because you want it, but because I. We Vikings want to follow you! Warrior Raon Zieghart!" Bjorn bowed his head with a Viking greeting even though blood was bursting through the bandages tied around his chest. He was, as his first impression suggested, a man who knew no falsehood and a true martial artist. "We will also follow you!" The Vikings behind Bjorn also bent their waists with trembling lips, as if shocked by the transcendent swordsmanship Raon had shown. Kuuuung! The Vikings who had followed High Priest Arne were also moved by the warrior's attitude Raon had shown and voluntarily knelt down and bowed their heads. "Wow! You declared you'd follow him right away less than a minute after the fight ended?" Martha let out an exclamation while looking at the Vikings who had knelt before Raon. "A warrior is a warrior! No two ways about it!" She applauded, saying they were refreshingly straightforward unlike the talkative power holders of the Continent. "It's certainly fast." Burren also let out a hollow laugh, saying he didn't expect words of allegiance to come right after words of gratitude. "It was amazing..." Runaan took a deep breath as if thinking of Raon's sword that had cut down the Heavenly Demon possessing the Silent Serpent Swordsman. "He, he pushed back the Heavenly Demon?" Krein gaped while looking at Raon. "That monster. No, he was always a monster, but he's become a real monster now!" He swallowed dryly, saying that even if the Heavenly Demon hadn't descended directly but was in a state of possession, he never thought Raon would be able to injure him. "I, I told you..." Dorian's shoulders trembled. "Lord Raon has changed from before. It's not just about the level of martial arts." He said Raon's personality had changed and caught his breath. "His personality has changed..." Martha narrowed her eyes while looking at Raon. "That's certainly true." She nodded while looking at Raon, who remained calm even though the Vikings were sending him looks of respect. "Hmm, in the past he would have been waving his hands in denial." Burren slightly lowered his eyes while recalling Raon's past appearance. "He's changed. But that's not a bad direction. Rather, it's an attitude that fits his current position." He let out a gentle smile, saying Raon had grown not only in martial arts but also as a person. "However..." Burren was about to say something but stopped and slightly frowned. "Everything's fine..." Runaan said she liked both the current Raon and the past Raon, and her face turned softly red. "Hmm..." Raon slightly turned his chin while listening to the Light Wind Palace swordsmen. 'They're right.' In the past, if Vikings had knelt and said they would follow him like now, he would have felt burdened and couldn't even look at them properly. It was unavoidable because his past as an assassin who always lived only in the shadows ran deep. But now it was different. He had shown them things and done things for them, and he had confidence in himself, so their expressions of gratitude and gazes were no longer burdensome. It was certain that the current Raon Zieghart of this life had grown bigger than Raon of his past life. "Vice Palace Master." Raon gestured with his hand to call Burren. "Yes, Palace Master." Burren quickly approached Raon as if he had never been chatting and bowed his head solemnly. "We'll stay here for a week and have martial exchange between the Vikings and Light Wind Palace." Though it was called martial exchange, it actually meant to spar and help each other grow in martial arts. "This might be the last training before the war, so approach it with full effort." Raon spoke not only to Burren but to all of Light Wind Palace who were looking at him and stroked his chin. "Martial exchange?" "Ooh! We can fight with the Vikings?" "Sparring with them would definitely be a great help." "Understood!" The Light Wind Palace swordsmen laughed, saying it was much better than focus enhancement training or exhaustion training. "Spar with Light Wind Palace?" "To think we'd get a chance to fight the swordsmen who follow such a great warrior!" "I'll give my all as a warrior!" The Vikings also clenched their fists, seeming excited about the duels with the Light Wind Palace swordsmen. "Is it really alright?" Viking chieftain Bjorn blinked as if asking whether it was really okay not to return immediately. "Since things ended faster than expected, it seems it would be better for both sides to have martial exchange here rather than returning immediately." Raon waved his hand saying there was no need to worry. "If you say so, then thank you! It will be a great help to our warriors!" Bjorn bowed his head, grateful for the good opportunity. "It's the same for us." Raon smiled faintly. The Vikings' sturdy bodies and spirits were not inferior to the Angels. Fighting with them would certainly be a great help in the war. "And please excuse me for a moment." He reached out and grasped Bjorn's shoulder. 'The injuries are severe.' When he examined him using aura, Bjorn's condition was more serious than it appeared. It seemed Haerang had failed to control its strength because his martial prowess was stronger than expected. Wooooong! Raon retrieved his aura and then activated <Divinity Born from Darkness>. The holy power, whose healing quality had improved along with its grade, spread throughout Bjorn's entire body and rapidly healed his wounds. "Huh...?" Bjorn gaped as he felt the wounds covering his entire body healing. "You, you also have healing abilities?" He suddenly even raised his speech level, seemingly amazed by Raon's healing abilities. "Swordsmanship that reaches the heavens and even healing abilities..." "He, he's really a Sword Sage! A sword immortal who has ascended to heaven!" "Sword Sage! Sword Sage!" The Vikings were shocked once more by Raon's appearance treating their chieftain and burst out in roaring exclamations. "Hah..." Raon shook his head while looking at the Vikings shouting his name. "I can't get used to this." Everything else was fine, but hearing his name being shouted was something he could never get used to no matter how much he heard it. -Then use my name instead of yours! Wrath stuck his head forward as if things had worked out well. -I love hearing praise for myself more than anyone! The guy rubbed his hands together, saying to use the name Wrath instead of Raon from now on. '...' Raon looked at Wrath with cold eyes and then turned his head away. 'I've changed, but you're really the same.' -The, the same? You're insulting me right now! Wrath pointed his finger, but Raon absolutely didn't look back. -Hey, hey! You bastard, stop right there! * * * 'Where...' Raon entered the lodging Bjorn had prepared and smacked his lips. 'Shall I check?' Due to the Vikings' sudden cheers, he couldn't properly check what the Authority of &lt;Pride&gt; was. He wanted to check its contents, so he looked for lodging first. -Tsk. Wrath clicked his tongue seeing that. -You could eat first... The guy smacked his lips as if curious about Viking food. 'It's enough to go out after seeing this.' Raon waved his hand meaning not to worry, then called up the message that the Authority of &lt;Pride&gt; had been unlocked. [The trait &lt;Pride&gt; is unlocked.] &lt;Pride&gt; [The more confidence you have that your martial arts and soul are strong, the more your ability scores and realm of the soul will rise.] 'This is...' Raon swallowed dry saliva while reading the description of the Authority of &lt;Pride&gt;. 'This is insane! The more I believe I'm strong, the stronger I can become?' The description of Pride was simple. It seemed like an ability that would allow the owner of Pride to become endlessly strong if they believed they were strong. -That's right. Wrath nodded. -However, it's not just thinking you're strong, but you need faith that wells up from your soul. The guy snorted, saying it was a bit different. -But the part I was thinking about didn't come out. Is it not yet? Wrath slightly frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. 'The part you were thinking about?' Raon blinked. 'What is that...' Just as he was about to ask Wrath back. [You have pushed back the pinnacle of the Continent with your own martial arts.] [You have achieved a great achievement.] [All ability scores...] [Trait...] "Ah!" Raon pointed at the messages that were coming up so fast they hurt his eyes. 'This is the part you were thinking about? Thank you.' He said thank you, saying he had almost forgotten too. -What, what nonsense are you talking about! Wrath firmly shook his head. -Absolutely, absolutely not! The guy gritted his teeth, saying he hadn't forgotten something like this. -Damn it! Wasn't it enough to unlock Pride! Why are you drawing my blood again to give to this guy! Wrath cried out to the sky, asking for at least an answer. -If you have a mouth, then open it!