The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1471 "What is this...." Derus Robert deeply furrowed his brow as he looked at Raon appearing before his eyes. "Oh!" The man with his face hidden by a black robe let out an exclamation. "It seems an interference has come in." Rather than being flustered, he smacked his lips as if finding the new magic intriguing. "Interference?" Derus Robert twitched one eyebrow, seemingly irritated that an interruption had come even before the declaration of war had begun. "Can you resolve it immediately?" Kubara saw Derus Robert's expression with his twitching eyebrow and immediately approached the robed man. "Of course it can be resolved. However...." The man in the black robe drew a round circle with his finger. "I need a little time. If it was able to intrude here, it must not be ordinary magic." He leisurely stroked his chin even in the situation where Derus Robert's plan had gone awry. "Resolve it as quickly as possible." Derus Robert flashed a cold glint in his eyes toward the man in the black robe. "Unless you want to see your wings torn off again." Just as he spat out a threat in a fierce tone— [There's no need for that.] Raon, reflected in Derus Robert's eyes, calmly waved his hand. [I'll disappear within one minute, after all.] Raon smiled and snapped his fingers. As a crisp sound like cracking a walnut rang out, his figure—which had only been visible to Derus Robert—began to appear to other people as well. "This is...." Kubara widened her eyes at the sight of Raon smiling brightly and Derus with a contorted expression, standing as if face to face. Gooooooo! It wasn't just Kubara. In everyone's eyes right now, Raon and Derus Robert appeared as if they were in the same place. "Even though we saw each other not long ago, to come seeking me out like this...." Derus Robert lifted his chin toward Raon. "Don't you like me a bit too much?" Even in a situation where anyone would have been flustered, he instantly regained his composure and even formed a gentle smile. [I do like you. Enough to want to kill you, and kill you again.] Raon drew an even deeper smile than Derus Robert. "I feel the same way about that." Derus Robert twisted his lips as he looked into Raon's eyes where killing intent was blooming. "I want to burn you and everything around you to ashes." He exuded killing intent, saying he too wanted to kill Raon. "So...." [Let me speak.] Raon sharply cut off Derus Robert's words. [You can't let go of your stupid attachments to the past, and you're planning to march north from the Robert territory, aren't you?] He smirked as if he knew all of Derus Robert's movements. "......" Derus Robert simply stared at Raon without giving any answer. [Before, it was you who made the declarations of war, but this time, I will be the one.] Raon straightened his back. Tall even among Martial Artists. He cast down an arrogant gaze as if looking down upon Derus Robert. [If you take even a single step northward from the filthy Robert territory, you will all vanish without accomplishing anything.] Raon declared that Derus Robert and his followers would not obtain a single thing they desired, lifting his chin. [Derus Robert. No, filthy revenant of the Demonic Dragon. Whatever you do, I will take it on.] Raon twisted his lips upward as if graciously accepting the challenge of an opponent standing far below him. [Come!] He unleashed a terrifyingly overwhelming dominance, as if he would single-handedly take on everything Derus Robert had to offer. "Huurk!" "Nngh...." Kubara doubled over, gasping violently, and the man in the black robe also broke into a cold sweat with the smile completely wiped from his face. The domineering aura of a Martial Artist who had reached the Absolute realm seemed to ignore even the concepts of time and distance. "Haah...." Derus Robert's fingertips trembled. It wasn't because he was overwhelmed by Raon's aura like the others. It was trembling born of fury toward Raon, who had once again shattered his expectations and appeared. "Fine." Derus Robert let out a cold laugh, erasing the trembling from his lips. "I'll turn it right back on you. I will burn everything as I march up to the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground where you vermin are hiding!" He reversed Raon's words about accepting the challenge, declaring he would burn everything. [Do as you please. You're welcome to travel the Continent diligently and build up as much power as you can before coming.] Raon tilted his chin as if he would accept whatever Derus Robert did, just as he had said before. [Because a mere revenant that wipes the Demonic Dragon's rear is useless no matter what it does.] He burst into laughter once again, throwing out the demeaning remark about wiping the Demonic Dragon's rear. "...That won't happen." Derus Robert shook his head, his eyes reddened. "In three days, I will first destroy you and everything you hold most dear!" He raised his veined hand, declaring he would go to kill Raon the moment the war began in four days. [Three days is plenty of time to prepare a coffin.] Raon tilted his head. [Since we go way back, I'll at least prepare your coffin for you.] He said he would see him in three days and vanished along with a blue light. "Huuuu...." Derus Robert let out a breath so heavy it seemed the ground would collapse. He closed his eyes to contain his fury. CRAAAAAASH! But unable to hold it in after all, Derus Robert stomped the ground with a foot imbued with death aura. RUMMMMMMBLE! The ground where his foot landed cracked in a spider-web pattern, and a chillingly dark death surged upward. "Ugh...." Kubara knelt down and bowed her head. Despite having endlessly felt death aura by Derus Robert's side, her entire body trembled as if she couldn't control herself. "Everyone has changed so much." The man in the black robe also bent over, touching his throat as if he could barely breathe properly. "This time...." Derus Robert bit his lip and raised his head. "I was completely outplayed." The fear and despair of humans strengthened the Martial Prowess of the Demonic Dragon of Destruction and its revenants. That was why he had tried to implant fear in all humans across the Continent through the declaration of war, even before the war began. But Raon had suddenly intervened before the declaration of war and completely ruined that plan. Far from planting fear and despair in humans, it seemed he had only earned their ridicule instead. "He's truly like a leech." Derus Robert ground his white teeth as he watched blood seep through his gloves and trickle down. "A Revenant, huh...." The man in the black robe muttered the word "Revenant." "So it was true after all." He curled his lips upward as if he had expected it to some degree. "Shut your mouth and check if there are any other interferences." Derus Robert chewed on his lip as if restraining the urge to kill the man in the black robe right now. "I'll do that." The man in the black robe slightly tilted his head and disappeared along with a flash of light. "Are you alright?" Kubara let out a low breath and approached Derus Robert. "I'm fine." Derus Robert slowly nodded as if he had regained his composure once again, even in a situation where he could have lost his reason and erupted in fury. "It's true I was bested by him, but in the end, nothing will change." Before the Demonic Dragon with its overwhelming Martial Prowess, humans were nothing more than insects. Once the war began, if they trampled just a few cities, fear and despair would spread like the Wind—so nothing would change. "Inform the Angels and Eden. Tell them we will begin the war in three days." Derus Robert exhaled a heated breath and turned his back. "I will go to awaken the Demonic Dragon from now." Saying he would put the final piece in place, he opened a dimension leading to a dark corridor. * * * -Kuhahaha! Wrath burst into laughter with his mouth stretched wide. -Did you see that bastard Derus Robert's expression? He was dying to kill you! He giggled, saying it was the first time he had seen Derus Robert make such an expression. -It seems you've provoked him more than enough! Wrath smacked his lips, saying Raon had teased him perfectly. 'I didn't interfere with him just to tease him.' Raon narrowed his eyes thinly. 'There was an idea I needed to plant in his mind.' He firmly shook his head, saying he hadn't interfered merely to disrupt Derus Robert's declaration of war. -What is it? Just as Wrath lowered his eyebrows with curiosity— "Well done!" Evelyn let out an exclamation and rushed toward Raon. "You completely devoured Derus Robert's presence!" She clapped, saying Raon had completely swallowed the moment of the declaration of war that Derus Robert had prepared. "It's thanks to you." Raon smiled and nodded at Evelyn. "Thanks to you reading the flow of magic Derus Robert was going to use, I was able to intervene immediately." The moment Evelyn confirmed the magic Derus Robert was deploying across the entire Continent for his declaration of war, she immediately created magic that could interfere with it. Even though he had asked her in advance, he hadn't actually expected her to pull it off, so he was both grateful and surprised. "Because it was Raon's request!" Evelyn smiled sweetly, saying she did her best because it was the request of the person she loved. "R-Right...." Raon nodded awkwardly at Evelyn's words. -Ha! I thought you'd grown a bit, but you're still a brat! Wrath snorted while looking at Raon. -This King should show you how it's done sometime. He smacked his lips, saying Raon was still hopeless with romance. 'How laughable.' Raon let out a hollow laugh at Wrath. 'You run away the moment you see Lust, and you talk about showing me how it's done.' Just as he was shaking his head, telling him not to spout nonsense when he was just as hopeless— "Woaaaaaaah!" "Raon! Raon! Raon!" "Zieghart! Zieghart!" "Holy Sword Alliance! Holy Sword Alliance!" Cheers calling out the names of Raon, Zieghart, and the Holy Sword Alliance could be heard from outside. The Martial Artists who had heard the conversation with Derus couldn't contain themselves and had come outside to shout Raon's name. -Hmph! As if it's anything special. Wrath pouted his lips, seemingly envious of Raon's name being called out. "Shout louder! Raon! Raon!" Evelyn opened the window and waved her hand, urging them to call Raon's name even louder. "Stop it already...." Raon, embarrassed, was pulling Evelyn back when he made eye contact with the people calling his name. Not only the Swordsmen who had been with him since childhood—like Burren, Runaan, Martha, and Dorian—but also Karoon and Balder, who were once considered enemies, along with all the Swordsmen of Zieghart and the Holy Sword Alliance, had rushed out and roared with swords in hand. "Raon! Raon! Raon!" The Swordsmen's voices grew even louder. They seemed to be moved by his declaration that had swallowed Derus Robert's proclamation of war. -What are you waiting for? Wrath furrowed his brow. -If you are their King, you must say a word to them at a time like this! He pushed Raon's shoulder, saying now was the time to further ignite their fighting spirit. 'You're right.' Raon looked into Wrath's solemn eyes and then stepped forward. The moment he showed his face, the Swordsmen's cries that had been shaking heaven and earth stopped as if by magic. "I do not speak lies." Raon looked at the silenced Swordsmen and nodded calmly. "The challenger is Derus Robert. We will take on everything they throw at us, and we will be victorious." Saying that the words he had spoken in his exchange with Derus Robert were not empty boasts, he placed his hand on Heavenly Drive. "Believe in me, and fight. Believe in me, and advance. And believe in me, and win." Raon slashed through the sky reddened by the sunset with his sword, arrogantly lifting his chin. "Before all of you who face the flames of destruction, I will always be standing at the front!" The sky, colored like the flames of destruction, split along the path of Heavenly Drive, and above it, the roars of the Swordsmen erupted. WOAAAAAAAAAAH! (E/N: Gotta admit, those 10+ last chapters have been so boring I start struggling to keep up even my lazy translation)