The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1438 The Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground is a place created by the First Patriarch after sealing the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. However, they hadn't come here to search for traces of the First Patriarch, but only to find a refuge where the people of Zieghart could stay safely, yet no one expected such a sudden change to occur. 'What is...' Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the shaking space. 'What's changing?' The space he was currently in was the passage connecting the mountain and the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. This was just a space for movement, so he couldn't understand why such a sudden change had occurred. Whaaaaaaa! Starlight filled the space that had only been dark. Stars emitting gentle radiance were etched into the sky above, drawing shapes like swords. "Constellations...?" Raon looked up at the sky and sharply narrowed his eyes. "Those are constellations, right?" He nudged Wrath beside him and asked if he was seeing the same thing. -I, I can see them too. Wrath nodded, saying he was right. -However, that's not something like mana. He blinked, saying he couldn't understand how such a thing could happen when it wasn't even magic. "You're right. That's neither magic, Authority, nor Divine power. That's..." Raon muttered lowly as he looked at the constellation that formed the shape of a sword. "It's a sword." As soon as the starlight formed the shape of a sword, he could tell. That was a sword. A sword that the First Patriarch had left in this place. -A, a sword? What sword? Wrath tilted his head as if asking what he meant. "A sword that cuts down enemies." Raon heavily lowered his head. "It's a sword formed from the will to cut down enemies who target the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground." The First Patriarch had set up a sword a thousand years ago in this space, leaving behind his will to cut down enemies. If anyone with the intention of invading the Holy Sword Alliance were to enter this place, that sword would fall and sever their neck. -A thousand years ago? Then why did that suddenly appear? Wrath frowned as he looked at the sword made of constellations. -Nothing happened before, did it? 'Because the Demonic Dragon of Destruction has been revived.' Raon calmly waved his hand. 'It seems to be a condition that naturally activates when the Demonic Dragon of Destruction is revived.' There was a skilled companion Magician beside the First Patriarch. She seemed to have created the activation conditions. 'That's more reassuring.' Raon lowered his gaze from the constellation and looked at the Dimensional Gate leading to the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. 'Because Derus Robert's schemes will be thoroughly blocked.' Derus Robert and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction had their power sealed, but their minds would still be intact. They would surely try to spy on this place while targeting himself and Zieghart, so it was fortunate that the possibility itself seemed to be blocked. 'Thank you.' Raon looked at the First Patriarch's sword before heading to the Dimensional Gate. After feeling his body float for a moment, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar scenery. A place similar to a quiet mountain village below the mountain. Though it was far removed from the sharp and noble name of the Holy Sword Alliance of the Five Demons, this was the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. "Raon?" A pale male with long hair swaying approached. It was Lawrence, who had taught him the Reverse Wave Arts. "Lord Lawrence." Raon bowed his head toward Lawrence. "It's been a while since we met..." "Rather than such greetings!" Lawrence raised his finger and pointed to the sky. "What on earth did you do!" Following his finger, he looked up and saw the sky of the Holy Sword Alliance undulating. Kuguruguruguruuru! Though it was clearly broad daylight with the sun up, gentle starlight rose like what he had seen in the dimensional passage. The constellations swirled as if caught in a storm before slowly settling into place one by one. 'That's...' Raon swallowed dry saliva as he looked at the newly drawn constellations. 'It's swordsmanship.' It was different from what had been in the dimensional passage. It wasn't a killing sword targeting invading enemies, but took the form of expressing swordsmanship. 'Not a sword for killing, but for becoming stronger.' Was he setting this up at that time? When he had come to the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground in the past, he had seen the First Patriarch's memories. He had seen him leaving something behind with the Magician, and it seemed that was those constellations. 'Ten Thousand Swords...' Phantom sword, variable sword, Quick Sword, Precision Sword, thrusting sword, strong sword, Crushing Sword. Besides those, numerous other swordsmanship styles were connected through the constellations. 'And it's not ordinary Ten Thousand Swords either.' The swords etched in that sky contained the will of azure heaven and vast fields. The energy of heaven and earth that could overcome destruction. The First Patriarch had carved swords that could erase the dragon's destruction into the sky of the Holy Ground. 'That arrangement...' It's not for me, but for everyone. The First Patriarch had clearly carved the swords in the sky so that everyone in Zieghart could have the strong will to overcome the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. "Huh..." Rector also trembled his jaw as he seemed to realize that the slowly settling constellations were drawing out swordsmanship. "You asked what that was." Raon lowered his calm gaze and looked at Lawrence. "Those constellations are a gift. A thousand years ago..." He slowly closed and opened his eyes while recalling the First Patriarch's beautiful yet sorrowful sword. "These are swords left for us by the Swordsman who created this Holy Ground." * * * Raon gathered all the people of Zieghart in the center of the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground and then climbed onto the platform. Not only the residents of Zieghart, but even the swordsmen appeared exhausted. Since the head of house they had trusted and relied on their entire lives had disappeared overnight, it was natural for them to be exhausted not only physically but mentally as well. 'Whatever I say probably won't get through to them well.' Glenn had ascended and the family had collapsed, so everyone in Zieghart was feeling a deep sense of defeat. It seemed like nothing he said would get through to them right now. 'But still...' I have to do it. He had to stimulate and encourage Zieghart to continue moving forward so they could win in the next battle. "Why do you think we were defeated?" Raon muttered quietly while looking at everyone from Zieghart. "......" No answer came. Everyone just lowered their gazes that had been looking at him and bit their lips. They all knew the answer. "If you won't say it, then I will." Raon muttered while looking at the Zieghart executives at the front. "Because we are weak." Without any embellishment or packaging, he simply hammered down the word "weak." "I'll say it again. We are..." Raon clenched his jaw while scanning the swordsmen behind the second-tier executives. "Because we are disgracefully weak." He clenched his fist while saying they were purely and simply weak. "I was weak too." Raon gritted his teeth while striking his own chest with his fist. "Umm..." "My, Palace Master..." "Lord Raon..." The Light Wind Palace Swordsmen widened their eyes in surprise, as if they hadn't expected Raon to call himself weak as well. -Well, he is weak, but he didn't have to say it like that... Wrath also blinked his eyes as he looked at him, seeming flustered. "We lived only acting spoiled in the arms of the absolute powerhouse called Glenn Zieghart." Raon bit his lips as he thought of Glenn's back, which hadn't been as broad as he'd thought. His emotions seemed to spread on the wind, as other swordsmen also trembled their fingertips while recalling Glenn. "Without even knowing who maintained the fame of the Six Kings' Zieghart, we were just busy enjoying that name." He now realized that Zieghart's reputation, which had earned respect wherever they went, was maintained not by themselves but thanks to the invincible Swordsman called Glenn. "And even in this war!" Raon stomped his foot roughly. The old platform shook as if it would collapse. No, violent tremors arose throughout the entire Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground due to his anger. "If the Head of House hadn't stepped forward, we would have been annihilated. Fighting the Heavenly Demon, fighting Derus Robert, fighting the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, fighting the Monarch of Wrath!" Glenn had fought a life-and-death duel with the Heavenly Demon and Darkan, then slashed Derus Robert, and after that even stopped the rampaging Demonic Dragon of Destruction and the Monarch of Wrath. He was truly a Sword God. A being who had transcended the level of humanity. If not for him, truly no one would have survived. "Now there is no Sword God." Raon exhaled a cold breath. At the words that Glenn was gone, sadness and anger settled over the eyes of the Zieghart swordsmen. "But the enemies remain. And they'll probably appear even stronger." He wasn't trying to scare them. If it was Derus Robert, he would make not only his own martial prowess but also his subordinates and even the Demonic Dragon of Destruction stronger before moving to destroy this world again. "We must do it." Raon drew Heavenly Drive. The blade still stained with blood bloomed with brilliant light as it caught the sunlight. "We must inherit the will of Sword God Glenn Zieghart and seize victory as Zieghart!" He shouted that Zieghart must defeat Derus Robert and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction while pointing the tip of Heavenly Drive at the sky. Raon's sword dropped. It was the exact same sword path as the first sword constellation carved in the sky. Raon continued by swinging his sword diagonally. Gently blooming flames soared along the clouds, drawing a red trajectory. Raon floated above the platform and traced the sword left by the First Patriarch with Heavenly Drive. The eyes of the Zieghart and Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen watching him caught both Raon's sword and the sky's constellations simultaneously. They forgot to breathe and didn't even blink as if they had fallen into a state of enlightenment just by watching the swordsmanship. Swooooosh! Raon perfectly displayed the sword left by the First Patriarch from beginning to end before coming back down to the platform. "Huhheok!" "Huuk!" "What, what was that? Just now..." The moment his feet touched the platform, the swordsmen gasped violently as if awakening from a dream. Some were even nauseated from holding their breath too long. "Did you watch well?" Raon waited until the swordsmen regained their composure before lowering his chin. "The name of this swordsmanship is Vast Heaven Sword. It's a sword imbued with the will of azure heaven and vast fields that can overcome destruction." He said it was a sword that could erase the fear of destruction while lowering Heavenly Drive, which still retained its heat. "There is power to overcome destruction in that sky above." Raon raised his hand and pointed to the techniques of Vast Heaven Sword carved in the sky above. "Learn it. Burn and forge everything you have to build up the Vast Heaven Sword. Never again..." He bit his lips while recalling Glenn's last smile. "So that no one from Zieghart will disappear!" Raon's words weren't only for the Zieghart swordsmen. It was self-criticism. It was rebuke that struck down most strongly his own powerlessness for failing to protect Glenn. "From now on..." It was when Raon was about to speak his final words to the swordsmen. "That sword..." Someone opened the Dimensional Gate and entered, raising a sword stained black. "Can I learn it too?"