The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1470 -You can end the war right away? Wrath turned his gaze toward the house built of sweets. -What on earth can be done there that could end the war? He tilted his head as if he couldn't understand. 'You'll know when you see it.' Raon smiled faintly while looking at the door of the house made of sweets. "Then may I go inside right away?" He said he wanted to check for himself and turned to look at Chamber. "As you wish." Archmage Chamber of Eternal Flame waved her hand as if telling him to do as he pleased. "I-I'm a little worried, but...." Mage Tower Master Larian also nodded with her eyes slightly lowered, as if she had some confidence of her own. "Let's go quickly!" Evelyn, seemingly curious about Raon's reaction, pushed his back and brought him to the front of the sweets house. "Then I'll open it." Raon looked at the three Archmages one by one, then placed his hand on the doorknob of the house made of sweets. It was neither soft nor hard. Nor was it similar to an ordinary house's doorknob. He was clearly holding the doorknob in his hand, yet it felt empty, as if he were grasping nothing at all. "How fascinating." Raon formed a small smile and opened the door of the sweets house. Swooosh. The door opened so smoothly that one wouldn't think it was made of sweets, and from within, a gentle white light was blooming. Raon stepped into the white space that seemed to reflect his figure like a mirror. Wooooong! He didn't feel any sensation of his body floating like when entering a Dimensional Gate. There was no feeling at all, as if he were simply entering an ordinary house. Whoooosh. The light that had been faint like mist settled down, and what appeared was the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. -Huh...? Wrath blinked blankly. -Why, why does this place appear? He blinked while scanning the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground, as if he had been expecting something special and was disappointed. 'Who knows?' Raon walked around the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground with a faint smile. He checked the Holy Sword Alliance's mountains, buildings, and Training Grounds one by one that he had seen before coming to this dimension. "How is it?" Evelyn approached while smacking her lips, seemingly curious about Raon's reaction. "This place is perfect, for starters." Raon nodded as if satisfied and left the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground. "Right?" Evelyn raised her hand, saying she had worked hard. "Let's go to Cameloon." Raon said he had seen enough of the Holy Sword Alliance, and asked her to open a Dimensional Gate to go to Cameloon. "Okay!" Evelyn immediately opened a Dimensional Gate leading to Cameloon, as if she had already finished preparing to move. "Thank you." Raon nodded to Evelyn and headed to Cameloon through the Dimensional Gate. "This place is clean too?" He rose above Cameloon's sky, quickly checked the state of the city, and curled his lips upward. "Is there another place you want to visit?" Evelyn spread her hand as if telling him to just say the word. It seemed to mean she would take him anywhere he wanted. -These crazy fools! Wrath grabbed Raon in alarm. -We don't know when Derus Robert might attack, so why did you suddenly go out! He grabbed Raon's shoulders and shook them, asking if he had truly gone mad. 'It's fine here.' Raon waved his hand at Wrath saying there was no problem at all, then told Evelyn the names of places he had personally visited. "There's not a single flaw. It's perfect." He let out a hollow laugh after checking all the places Evelyn had opened Dimensional Gates to. "Lastly, I want to see Zieghart." Raon let out a short breath as he made his request to visit Zieghart last. "There's no need for requests between us!" Evelyn said she had naturally been preparing and opened the Dimensional Gate for the tenth time. Wooooooong! The moment Raon crossed the Dimensional Gate and saw Zieghart, his lips trembled faintly. It was different from the image in his memories. The fortress walls that had endured the harsh winters, the main building that soared like a blade, and the annex building where warm smoke used to rise—all had been reduced to ashes under the flames of the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. 'No, I should say it's the same as my memories.' The Zieghart he had recalled in his mind was its appearance before the war. The Zieghart he had last seen looked exactly like this, so he couldn't say it was different. "How is it?" Chamber waved her hand. "Not bad, right?" She waved her hand leisurely, as if she had known he would come to Zieghart and had been waiting. "It's not just 'not bad'—it's perfect." Raon nodded broadly. "You've fulfilled my request perfectly." He smiled and said thank you, acknowledging it had been a truly difficult request. "That's right. It was difficult." Chamber crushed the candy so hard it made a crunching sound. "And it was insanely difficult at that!" She shook her head back and forth, saying even now she didn't know how they managed it. "H-honestly, if it weren't for the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, we wouldn't have been able to create it...." Mage Tower Master Larian let out a heavy breath and patted her lower back. "S-since the Demonic Dragon distorts space and magic just by existing, we rebuilt the concept of space entirely from scratch." She nodded, saying it was because the Demonic Dragon of Destruction existed that they were able to create new magic. "Derus Robert probably thinks the Demonic Dragon is the natural enemy of magicians, but...." Chamber gave a slight nod of her chin while chewing on the broken candy once more. "It's the opposite. Thanks to the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, the magicians' creativity and perseverance came alive!" She twisted her lips, saying countless magicians had worked tirelessly without sleep for this task. "W-we're at the point where the tower is practically swaying too...." Mage Tower Master Larian let out an exhausted breath, saying everyone had staked their lives on this task to the point where the magic tower's regular operations had ground to a halt. "I worked hard too!" Evelyn raised her hand high. "Because I wanted to be praised by Raon!" She smiled with her eyes, saying that unlike Chamber and Larian, she had worked hard solely for Raon. "Even without you saying it, I could already feel it." Raon let out a gentle laugh as he looked around. "It's no exaggeration to say this world is a work of art achieved through magic." He bowed his head to the three Archmages, expressing his gratitude. "Then you can do it, right?" Chamber smacked her lips as if asking whether he could proceed according to plan. "Yes. I believe it's entirely possible." Raon nodded and looked at Wrath floating beside him. "Even the great demon king was fooled, after all." He smiled as if it was guaranteed to work. -Huhhh...?" Wrath blinked upon hearing his words. -This King was fooled? What are you talking about now? He bared his white teeth like a puppy, saying he was dying of curiosity. -Tell me already! 'Didn't you notice anything strange after entering the sweets house?' Raon raised his right arm and showed Wrath the world spread out before his eyes. -Something strange? Wrath furrowed his brow. -What exactly is strange? Everything was the same, wasn't it? He tilted his head as if he hadn't noticed anything strange in any of the places they had visited so far. -The Holy Sword Alliance was the same, Cameloon was the same, and Zieghart here too... huh? Wrath's eyes suddenly trembled mid-sentence. -W-wait! Now that I think about it, there were no people! He let out a scream-like cry, saying he hadn't seen a single human in the cities including the Holy Sword Alliance and Cameloon, where countless people should have been. 'Correct.' Raon turned around. He curled his lips upward as he surveyed the vast northern Continent spread out from the hill of Zieghart. 'This isn't reality—it's a space in another dimension that countless magicians created through blood and sweat.' This space he had entered looked exactly like the real Continent, but in truth, it was a fake space created by the magicians. -A, a fake space! Wrath looked around the world again, his jaw trembling. -Then in this space.... 'That's right. The Demonic Dragon of Destruction's abilities won't work here either.' The Demonic Dragon of Destruction was a monster that killed people to turn them into revenants and grew stronger by feeding on the fear and despair of survivors. In this space where not a single person existed, its abilities could not be activated. -Insane.... Wrath's jaw trembled violently. -So they created another world? Isn't the scale way too massive! He let out a hollow breath, saying even as a demon king, this was too grand a tale. 'To catch a sinister bastard like Derus Robert, you need to cast a net large enough to cover the entire world.' Raon curled his lips upward, saying it was only natural to catch Derus Robert and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. "I will say it clearly. Here...." Raon looked down upon the fake world bathed in the light of a fake sun, drawing a razor-sharp smile. "I will kill Derus Robert." * * * It was when Derus Robert was gazing at the moonlight gently blooming from the darkness. Knock knock. Along with the sound of knocking, Kubara opened the door and entered. "All preparations are complete." Kubara bowed her head as if all the tasks Derus Robert had ordered were finished. "I see." Derus Robert nodded calmly and rose from his seat. The old dust remained on the chair he had risen from, completely undisturbed. If a person had been sitting there, the dust piled on the chair should have transferred onto them, yet bizarrely, not the slightest change existed. Even if it were a ghost rather than a human that had been sitting there, such a sight would seem impossible. "Let's go." Derus Robert spread his long robe—without a single speck of dust on it—and headed toward the door Kubara had opened. "It's time to make the second and final declaration of war." He twisted his lips upward as if he were about to declare war against the entire Continent right now. "Yes." Kubara followed behind Derus Robert with an expressionless face, as if she didn't care what happened from here on. Thud. As Derus Robert walked through the dim corridor, the time outside the windows changed. It had clearly been a dark night, yet as he headed toward the end of the corridor, a brilliant sun stood at the center of the sky. "You've come at just the right time." A man wearing a black robe smiled with his red lips. "Are you ready?" He slightly parted his lips as if asking whether they could begin right away. "Of course." Derus Robert immediately nodded as if there was no need to hesitate. "It's finally beginning. The final war." When the man in the black robe brought his hands together, a geometric Magic Circle blending light and darkness appeared above his palms. "If you step onto this and speak, every human on the Continent will be able to hear your words and see your figure." The man in the black robe formed a faint smile as if wishing him luck, then stepped back. Thud. Derus Robert stepped onto the Magic Circle without hesitation, as if he had already envisioned the entire situation in his mind. As if the words of the man in the black robe were true, the image of Derus Robert was forming in the eyes of Kubara and others. "I apologize for startling you so suddenly." Derus Robert arrogantly tilted his chin, sensing that his figure and words were being transmitted to every human across the entire Continent. "I am the man once called Sky Sword Saint Derus Robert. But now...." Just as he was about to continue with a gentle smile, as if he had returned to his days as the Sky Sword Saint— [A revenant.] The figure of Raon Zieghart was reflected in the eyes of Derus Robert, who had been gazing at the black wall, and his mocking voice could be heard as well. [No, should I call you the slave who used to wipe the Demonic Dragon's butt?]