The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1439 Black eyepatch, tattered blue robes, and red hair that seemed to burn like flames. The person who entered the holy ground through the Dimensional Gate was the former Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, Darkan. "The former Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance?" "Why is the previous Alliance leader..." Both Zieghart's swordsmen and the Holy Sword Alliance's swordsmen widened their eyes in surprise at Darkan's sudden appearance. "Darkan." Raon ground his molars as he looked at Darkan. -That bastard! As soon as Wrath saw Darkan, he bared his white teeth as if rage was surging up. -If that bastard hadn't interfered, that Nadine bread old geezer would still be alive! Kill him right now! (E/N: But Glenn is alive...) The guy trembled his fist, saying he felt unbearable anger toward Darkan. 'Grandfather might have been alive...' Raon looked up at the sky and let out a short sigh. 'It's not wrong.' If Glenn and the Heavenly Demon had fought their life-and-death duel alone, there wouldn't have been a gap for Derus Robert to interfere. But because Darkan interfered in the fight between Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, it created an opening for Derus Robert to insert his blade, so it was true that he was resentful. 'On top of that...' He also created an opportunity for Derus Robert to cause even more chaos. Darkan had opened his Soul Sword to defeat Derus Robert, but that was exactly what he had been aiming for. Derus Robert reflected the Soul Sword as if he had been waiting, inflicting fatal wounds on Glenn and the Heavenly Demon's souls. They might have endured if it were reality, but since their souls were torn in the Mental Image world, both Glenn and the Heavenly Demon had no choice but to fall. 'It's true that Derus Robert seized his opportunity because of Darkan.' Raon looked down at Darkan and calmly acknowledged the truth. -Then right now, that bastard... 'But that's not Darkan's fault.' Darkan hadn't summoned Derus Robert; Derus Robert had simply exploited the opening that Darkan created. 'Darkan is just another victim who suffered at the hands of Derus Robert.' He himself wasn't free from resentment toward Darkan either. If only he had held back a little and had a separate match with Glenn, it would have been perfect. But even though he felt resentful, there was a perpetrator, and he didn't want to pour blame on a fellow victim. 'Now I need to make use of him.' Darkan's anger... Though Darkan's eyes weren't visible, dark negative emotions were blooming from his very soul. Anger toward Derus Robert, resentment toward himself, and even regret toward Glenn and the Heavenly Demon. Just as Derus Robert had predicted Darkan's participation and Soul Sword and acted accordingly, he too needed to make maximum use of Darkan in the coming battles. "Of course." Raon nodded his head toward Darkan. "Learn it, and become stronger." He said the same words to the Zieghart swordsmen and lowered his hand. "...Thank you. Raon Zieghart." Darkan stared intently at Raon with his hollow eyes before bowing his head. It was the first time he, who had always been crazy, showed such a side. Rather, that sight reminded him of his grandfather and made his heart ache. "Umm!" "Alliance leader..." "Lord..." Rector and the Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen bit their lips at Darkan's appearance, which they were seeing for the first time. Even though he was a crazy and mad lord, he had always been domineering and refreshing, so seeing him so dejected made their hearts feel bitter. However, thanks to that, the Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen also began to bloom intense fighting spirit in their eyes as anger toward Derus Robert seemed to rise. "I'll say it again." Raon turned his gaze away from Darkan. "Become stronger. Even if you must sacrifice everything you have." He looked at both Zieghart and the Holy Sword Alliance and raised his chin. "This is not encouragement or a suggestion, but an order." Raon brought down Heavenly Drive, which had been pointed at the sky, and struck the platform. "This is the first order I give as Sword Sage Raon Zieghart, who inherited the throne from Sword God Glenn Zieghart!" Raon's low shout, filled with willpower, spread throughout the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. He declared that he had ascended to the throne of Zieghart, becoming the head of house, and emitted an absolute aura of dominance. Waaaaaaah! Not only Zieghart's swordsmen but also the Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen drew their swords while shouting Raon's name. As if they couldn't contain their martial spirit at the great swordsman's vigor, everyone roared until their throats were hoarse. Those shouts were like a celebration welcoming the new head of house and a funeral song honoring the former head of house who had departed to the heavens. * * * Raon summoned the executives of Zieghart and the Holy Sword Alliance to the conference room. In truth, calling it a conference room was generous - it was just chairs gathered in an empty building at the center of the village. "I'm sorry." Roenn let out a hollow laugh while covering his mouth. "We should have held the coronation ceremony first..." He slightly bit his lips, saying he hadn't thought that far ahead. His usually warm, hollow laugh sounded much heavier. "I actually thought it was good that you made the declaration alone." Sheryl calmly waved her hand. "You could feel the spirit of ascending to the throne yourself." She smiled, saying that such an atmosphere wouldn't have emerged if the executives had prepared the coronation ceremony. "Indeed, nephew. No, the head of house's name is still echoing even now." Balder said that he too had kept shouting Raon's name and curled up the corners of his mouth. "Isn't that right? You too shouted nephew's- no, the head of house's name at the top of your voice." He poked Karoon next to him with his elbow. "When did I..." Karoon turned his head as if he had never done such a thing, but couldn't hide his reddening face. "Ah, now I won't be able to pat our nephew's head anymore." Alice clicked her tongue in regret, saying it was unfortunate that she couldn't touch him carelessly now that Raon had become the head of house. "That wasn't something you could do before either." Karoon frowned, saying that one shouldn't treat a Palace Master carelessly. "Why not! He's my nephew before he's a Palace Master!" Alice snorted and shook her head. "Wait, then can't I still pat him now? Great! If I get the chance, I'll touch that soft hair again..." "Absolutely not!" It was when Karoon shouted that he would stop it by any means necessary. "You may do so." Raon opened the door and entered while nodding to Alice. "Head of House!" "Lord!" The Zieghart executives immediately stood up from their chairs and straightened their backs as soon as they saw Raon. "You may do so as long as it's not an official occasion." Raon smiled slightly, telling everyone that it was fine to treat him as before. "Raon..." Alice clasped her hands together as if moved by Raon's words. "Head of House. That's..." Karoon slightly furrowed his brow as if he had opposing opinions. "As long as others don't see it, it's fine." Raon asked for Karoon's understanding and sat in the chair at the center of the conference room. "Are you two alright?" Raon turned his gaze in turn to Sheryl and Roenn on his left and right. "I'm fine now!" Sheryl struck her own chest with her fist as if she was perfectly fine. "I'm fine too. Thank you for your consideration during this time." Roenn bowed his head to Raon, thanking him for giving him and Sheryl time. "It was necessary time." Raon shook his head calmly. Since Sheryl and Roenn were Glenn's closest aides, it seemed they would have had just as much difficulty accepting Glenn's ascension as he had, so he had given them time, and now they seemed to have recovered somewhat. "Then let's begin the meeting." Raon looked at the Zieghart executives in turn and nodded his head. "As I said before, we were defeated." He brought up the word 'defeat' once more and slightly lowered his chin. "And the likelihood of future defeat is high." He narrowed his eyes as he spoke words he couldn't say when the Zieghart and Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen were present. "Derus Robert, the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, the Ghost of Eden, the Angels, and even the forces he has cultivated. Not only in numbers, but their martial prowess will absolutely not fall behind ours either." Raon honestly spoke of the danger posed by the forces Derus Robert possessed and exhaled a low breath. "But if we fight well..." It was when Balder was about to step forward as if saying they could do it. "Listen." Karoon slightly bit his lips and made Balder sit back down. "No. As things stand now, we will certainly be defeated." Raon looked directly at Balder, lowering his eyes and then opening them. "But we have time. Right now, they are sealed by the former Head of House's Soul Sword." He nodded slowly as if he knew that Derus Robert and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction were being suppressed by Glenn's Soul Sword. "We must become stronger during the time the Head of House has earned us. Not only all of you, but all the swordsmen under you must surpass at least one wall." Raon gave the instruction not merely to become stronger, but to absolutely surpass their walls. "Hmm..." "A-a wall?" "It's not something that can be crossed so easily..." The executives blinked their eyes as if it wasn't something they could do even if they wanted to. "I know it's difficult. But if everyone cannot break through that wall, we can never win." Raon applied even more pressure on the executives than he had on the swordsmen and raised his chin. "There are excellent swordsmen of the Holy Sword Alliance here. If you spar and discuss with them, you will surely reach higher realms." This place is now the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. With countless swordsmanship techniques not found outside and swordsmen who have achieved high accomplishments, there was no better environment for Zieghart swordsmen to grow. "Understood." "If the Head of House says to do it, we must do it!" Karoon and Alice raised their fists as if it were obvious. "The Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen! This should be interesting!" Balder licked his lips with interest and stood up. "I will follow the Head of House." "Well, let's give it a try!" The other executives also bowed their heads, saying they would use every method possible to become stronger as Raon instructed. "Thank you. I too..." Raon calmly accepted the executives' greetings and gripped Heavenly Drive. "I intend to take on challenges that surpass my limits." He wasn't only ordering the executives and swordsmen, but clenched his jaw saying he would undergo training to surpass his own limits. "I will become stronger even if I must risk my life." The executives swallowed dryly at Raon's weighty words and chilling aura. "Shadow Agents' Leader." Raon turned his gaze to the Shadow Agents' Leader standing to his right. "Yes? Yes!" The Shadow Agents' Leader, who had been suppressed by Raon's aura, urgently raised his head as if startled. "There should be ancient records remaining in the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. Search everywhere and find information about the Demonic Dragon of Destruction..." It was when Raon was about to give the order to search for information about the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. "That won't do." Along with a low voice, the conference room door opened and Rector entered. "Staying in the holy ground is free, but obtaining the Holy Sword Alliance's martial arts and materials is an entirely different matter. That's something only people related to the Holy Sword Alliance can do." Rector waved his hand while narrowing his nose bridge. "Even if you call it petty, there's nothing I can do. That's a regulation that's been in place for a thousand years. However, there is one way..." He drew a gentle smile and extended his hand to Raon. "You should become the Alliance leader of this Holy Sword Alliance."