The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 709 "Sword Demon Rector. Why are you here?" Glenn's voice sank, thick as if crawling up from the abyss. The anger swelling in his soul swept through the surroundings as a powerful aura. "Are you involved in this incident as well?" Glenn raised his Heavenly Tremor as if ready to kill Rector immediately if he was involved in the attack on Raon. "Glenn Zieghart." Rector didn't answer the question, instead looking at the red dagger in Glenn's hand. "Why do you have the Blade of Requiem?" He too raised a dry aura that could make blood congeal, not backing down. The massive auras of Glenn and Rector clashed, creating fissures in the air as if cut by swords. "H-Head of House! Please stop!" Rimmer gritted his teeth and stepped forward. He entered the space where the two Transcendent Warriors' auras collided, raising his trembling hands. "The Sword Demon is not our enemy!" "Th-That's right! He actually saved us!" "There's no need to fight!" Burren and Martha followed behind Rimmer, shaking their heads. "He saved you?" Glenn narrowed his eyes, not lowering the Heavenly Tremor pointed at Rector. "Yes. The Vice Union Leader of the South-North Union was tracking us through a detour, but thanks to the Sword Demon blocking him, we were able to escape safely." Burren swallowed dryly as he explained how Rector had blocked Helgroom. "Hmm..." Glenn bit his lip slightly before lowering the Heavenly Tremor he had been pointing at Rector. "I think I deserve to know what happened, don't you?" Rector clenched his fist as he looked at the Blade of Requiem that Glenn was holding preciously. "W-We were attacked by Eden and the South-North Union." Burren turned his gaze to Rector, his shoulders trembling. "When we were trying to move Raon to that pirate ship, the Evil Goat Demon who appeared using an artifact and a man from the South-North Union named Beorn..." He briefly explained to Rector what had happened. "...After the Astral Ring exploded, we immediately started looking for Raon, but we haven't found him yet." "Ah..." Rector's cool expression hardened in an instant. His aged eyes rippled greatly as if hit by waves. "H-He must have just drifted away! He's definitely alive! He's not the type to die in a place like this!" "Yeah." Martha clenched her fist, saying Raon couldn't be dead. Runaan also nodded as if believing in Raon. "Grr." Rector gritted his molars and turned his gaze. His expression darkened as he quickly scanned the river. "..." Glenn furrowed his brow as he watched Rector's crumpled face, as if holding back tears. 'What does that look mean?' As Glenn was thinking that Rector's reaction and expression were strange, Rector disappeared like smoke. With a sharp sound, Rector reappeared in front of him, swinging his sword. It was a killing strike aimed at beheading him in one go. Glenn blocked Rector's sword strike with his Heavenly Tremor. The blade pushing in was frighteningly powerful, as if he was serious. "Glenn Zieghart." Rector gritted his teeth and amplified the power in his sword. Colorless flames blazed over the blade. "You couldn't even protect your grandson, what were you doing!" He trembled all over as if feeling intense emotion. "If you were going to cast him out, you should have done it completely, and if you were going to embrace him, you should have done that completely! What were you thinking, not doing either properly!" Rector pushed Glenn back, raising his Willpower as if truly enraged. "Head of House!" "What are you doing!" Sheryl and Roenn ran out with wide eyes, but Glenn waved his hand to stop them. "..." Glenn tightened his grip on the Blade of Requiem in his left hand as he watched Rector express his deep anger. 'What's his relationship with Raon?' The emotion transmitted through Rector's sword wasn't just sadness and anger, but also regret. It was as if he was looking at himself in a mirror. "Who are you?" He wasn't asking for a name or affiliation. It was a question seeking to know what relationship he had with Raon. "The Holy Sword Alliance and the Black Tower didn't move in this incident." Rector roughly deflected the sword. He pushed Glenn towards the river, raising fierce eyes. "With Ogram's defeat, you were no different from the Six Kings who had to stay in their positions! Failing to protect Raon in this situation is the height of incompetence!" He bit his lip as he looked at the Blade of Requiem with its broken sheath. "If Raon is really dead, I will kill the South-North Union, the Shadow, and you too." With those final words, Rector headed downstream. "M-Master!" Mustan and the Holy Sword Alliance swordsmen stood dazed before belatedly moving their battleship to follow Rector. "Head of House." "Are you alright?" Sheryl and Roenn approached Glenn. The two seemed not to have heard the conversation with Rector due to the aura barrier, only sending worried looks. "It's nothing." Glenn calmly shook his head. Thanks to clashing swords with Rector, his head had actually cooled down. "I'm sorry. If only I hadn't released the Aura Perception..." Rimmer approached Glenn and knelt. He trembled his tightly clenched fist as if regretting. "..." Glenn silently grasped Rimmer's shoulder. He had no words to offer now, as Rimmer must have received the greatest shock of all. "Heavenly Blade Division, Light Wind Division, Warring Steel Division, continue the search here." "Understood." "We'll definitely find him." Sheryl and Trevin nodded heavily. "Hey, old man." Chamber approached Glenn and wiggled her finger. "What's the relationship between Raon and the Sword Demon? It seemed like he might actually be his real grandfather." She tilted her head in confusion, seeming to have heard the conversation through the aura barrier. "I don't know. So..." Glenn turned his gaze towards where Rector had left and let out a low breath. "We'll have to look into that side as well." * * * Space twisted and sank as if opposite poles of magnets were distorted where the sword had cut. The White Blood Religion members caught between spaces were split in half, spraying blood that was nearly gray. "Tsk." Alice clicked her tongue briefly, her sword-wielding hand trembling. 'He got away.' She had killed all the White Blood Religion members and assassins, but the First Apostle had escaped with injuries. She wanted to catch him, but there was something she had to do first. "Illiune. I leave the rear to you." Alice ran towards the annex building without waiting for Illiune's response. It was frustrating that she couldn't move faster due to the exhaustion from the Sword Domain. As she was moving while ignoring the strain on her body, a massive explosion occurred in the garden of the annex building. The ground twisted as if about to collapse, and gray smoke rose into the sky. "That's..." Alice swung her sword with wide eyes. The wind that bloomed from the blade pushed away the smoke, revealing the garden. The earth had been carved into the shape of a sword, and below it, the White Blood Religion members, assassins, and Ghosts of Eden lay dead, their forms barely intact. At the end of the carved earth, in front of the annex building, Karoon was standing with his sword raised as if protecting Sylvia. "Karoon." Alice blinked as she looked at Karoon's frowning face. "Why are you here? Don't tell me you came to save Sylvia?" She let out a breath of disbelief, as if she couldn't believe what she was saying. "Y-Yes. Brother came and saved..." "No." Karoon shook his head firmly as he looked at Alice. "I simply couldn't leave the trash dirtying this land." He dusted off his hands, saying he had only come to deal with those who attacked Zieghart, unrelated to Sylvia. "You didn't come because you were worried about your sister?" Alice curled her lips teasingly. "Didn't I say that wasn't the case?" Karoon wrinkled his nose bridge as he adjusted his grip on his sword. "Whatever the reason..." Alice smiled faintly as she looked at Karoon and Sylvia standing in front and behind. "It's nice to see family together." She nodded as if pleased with the sight of her siblings. "Hmph!" Karoon snorted and turned around. "Where are you going?" "There's still other trash left." He moved towards North Grave Mountain, saying he had to kill all the enemies who had invaded Zieghart. "That kid really loves Zieghart. I don't understand it." Alice shook her head as she approached Sylvia. "Are you alright?" "Y-Yes." Sylvia nodded, letting out a low breath. "I had a feeling, but I didn't think they'd actually attack." Alice dusted off her hands, saying it was unbelievable. "Your son is really something. To have predicted even this." "He's always been wiser than me since he was young." Sylvia smiled as if pleased by the praise for Raon. "Right. He must have gone because he was confident he could win the life-and-death battle. Don't worry too much..." "I'm not worried." She calmly shook her head. "He'll return safely today too." Sylvia smiled faintly, saying she should prepare Raon's favorite menu for dinner. "Can I join too?" "Of course!" The two women smiled at each other as they entered the annex building. * * * The moment Raon's chest was pierced by Beorn's sword. -Hey you! Wrath raised an aura of anger as he vigorously rubbed his cotton candy hair. -I'll get twenty boxes of mint chocolate in return later! Not twenty pieces! Twenty boxes! That's a hundred! Shouting about mint chocolate, he blocked the white blade trying to pierce Raon's heart with an aura of anger. 'Damn! To think this is the only way!' Since Raon was unconscious, he couldn't use the Demon King's Possession. If he entered the kid's body now, it would cause a rampage and kill the Pointy Ears and Light Wind Division children on the water's surface. Even if the causality became distorted and his soul received another great shock, he had no choice but to indirectly intervene for now. (E/N: Like...Poor Wrath. "I just got revived from the damage because of causality! Give me Mint Chocolate! Wait...NOOOO! Not again!") -I just recovered and now he's about to faint again... Hm? Wrath narrowed his eyes as he was drawing out his anger to the maximum. Blue water droplets formed between Raon and the blade trying to pierce his chest. -Those water droplets... It wasn't the anger he had raised. The water droplets had a gentle flow as if the mana of nature itself had condensed. The human who stabbed Raon wouldn't even properly feel that the droplets were blocking the blade. 'I don't know what it is, but it's fortunate.' Thanks to the water droplets, he was able to protect Raon from the sword without using much anger. However, the red-haired human triggered an Astral Ring to surely kill Raon. The Astral Ring that bloomed from his sword technique engulfed Raon's entire body in a massive explosion. -Eeyayayayaya! Wrath shouted his own battle cry as he summoned his frost. He tried to block the explosion of the Astral Ring with a wall of Frost imbued with anger, but once again the pure water energy moved. The water energy layered over the Frost wall, allowing him to block the explosion of the Astral Ring with little anger, just like before. However, as the power of the Astral Ring was great, Raon sank deep into the river, and the Blade of Requiem that was in front of him fell to the riverbed after receiving a great shock. -Just who... Wrath looked in the direction where the Blade of Requiem fell. The water energy that had helped just now had risen from that direction. A small hand that firmly grasped the sinking Raon appeared in the dark river water, with blue eyes flashing. There were webbed fingers between the fingers like duck feet. -Y-You are! Wrath recognized the identity of the strange person with blue eyes and opened his eyes wide. It was the little fish kid that Raon had saved and even named. -Long time no see! So... your name was Flu-flumen? Flumen, whose name Wrath couldn't remember properly, raised a finger and drew a blue circle. The concentric circles that bloomed from its gesture overlapped into one, opening a door to another place. It seemed to be trying to get Raon out of here. -W-Wait a moment! As the Pointy Ears on the surface were trying to come down, he was about to tell them to stop, but the little fish kid entered the round dimension with Raon without even looking up, thinking he was in danger. -No! Where are you going this timeeeee... Glug glug! After feeling a painful sensation as if drinking water through his nose, he opened his eyes to see a bright place with a wide-open view. -Where is this? Houses that seemed to have been built in the water came into view, with gentle currents brushing past. They were cute buildings that looked like they were piled with colored pebbles. -When did they build houses like this? It had become a completely different place from when he came with Raon before. As he was thinking how amazing it was and turning his gaze, the little fish kid laid Raon down on the floor. -This little one hasn't changed at all. The Blue Lugh Tribe kid that Raon had named Flumen was still small and cute. "Raon..." Flumen placed a hand on Raon's bleeding chest with sorrowful eyes. As light bloomed from its hand, Raon's wound slowly began to heal. -No, everything but the appearance has changed. The water energy Flumen possessed was so vast it wouldn't be strange to call it the river itself. It felt like looking at a top-tier Shaman. Thanks to that water energy, he was able to save anger when blocking the Astral Ring that the red-haired human had triggered. -Such a lucky bastard... Huh? Wrath was clicking his tongue while looking at Raon when his eyes widened. -What is this now? Looking closely, Raon's Martial Prowess had changed to a completely different level compared to before he fell asleep. It was hard to believe it had changed this much in such a short time. -What's even more unbelievable is... What's more amazing is that he's still getting stronger. Raon was growing even in his unconscious state. It wasn't simply the effect of Sloth or Gluttony, but his Martial Prowess itself was surging. -This guy... Wrath grabbed Raon's collar and deeply furrowed his brow. -What did you eat alone to get this strong! Wake up right now and hand it over to this King! * * * Raon watched the eight Rings of Fire rotating in the sky as he touched his lips. 'The mental world.' He didn't know the exact reason, but he had naturally entered this world after the life-and-death battle with Roman. He had fainted many times before, but this was the first time he had entered the mental world like this, so he was a bit bewildered. 'I don't know why I came here, but...' It's not a bad thing. Thanks to coming to the mental world again, I was able to realize what I had gained and how much I had grown. 'Especially about Heaven's Rift.' The Sword Domain Heaven's Rift that Roman had named is not an ordinary swordsmanship. Because it's a martial art that projects the swordsmanship I've built up itself, Heaven's Rift also grows greatly as the level of swordsmanship increases. An incomplete martial art, and an endlessly growing martial art. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a divine technique that pours the mental world into reality. With my growth through the decisive battle with Roman, I think I can use a stronger Heaven's Rift than before. 'Actually, it's not just Heaven's Rift that's gotten stronger.' Raon smiled as he looked at the sword bud that had grown higher than before. 'My overall swordsmanship itself has grown.' From basic swordsmanship to the martial arts of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and the Azure Sky Sword, the level of all the swordsmanship I've been learning has risen. This life-and-death battle was nothing short of a miracle given to me. Just as he was about to unfold his grown swordsmanship with a satisfied smile, it happened. Crimson flames blazed in the right sky, and blue Frost surged from the left ground. The flames and frost split the mental world in half and growled as if about to devour each other. The green wind caught between the flames and cold trembled, unable to move either way. Raon curled up his lips as he watched the flames and frost that seemed to find the mental world too narrow. 'Now I understand.' Why I came here. It was time to elevate the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier to a higher level.