The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 720 Raon held his breath, focusing all his attention on Glenn's swordsmanship. 'What is this...?' There was no sense of overwhelming aura, no mysterious movements, no extreme willpower. Glenn's Heavenly Tremor simply advanced quietly. Yet the results produced by that small, thin blade were different. The vast light unleashed by the Leader of the White Blood Religion and The Fallen was cut away, the Dragon Lord's breath was erased, and the death aura spread by Derus Robert melted away. Even the dark sword of the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, which had been cleaving the sky and earth, was broken in half. 'I can't believe this is possible....' It was a mysterious strike that shattered all the martial arts and knowledge accumulated so far. Glenn lowered his Heavenly Tremor after cutting down everything that existed before him. "This sword is called the Soul Sword." He smiled differently than before, as if asking if Raon had seen it. "Soul Sword...." Raon raised his gaze again to look at the world created by Glenn's sword. A power that erased not just aura, but the enemy itself. It was a transcendent sword that turned everything into nothingness. -Soul Sword, you say. Wrath narrowed his eyes as he looked up at Glenn. -You've given it quite a fitting name. 'A fitting name?' -Indeed. The creature nodded and spread out his round fingers. -Old man Nadine's sword had something more important than aura, martial arts, or willpower imbued in it. 'What's more important?' Although he felt he knew the answer, Raon looked at Wrath, wanting to hear it clearly. -Life and soul. Wrath poked Raon's chest with his finger. -Old man Nadine captured his life up to now, his future life, and the soul that would exist in between, within that sword. The creature said it was interesting and curled up his lips. -It seems it won't be easy to determine a winner now. Wrath licked his lips, saying he wanted to properly face Glenn. 'Not easy to determine a winner....' Wrath had always said he could beat Glenn. Saying it was difficult to determine a winner meant Glenn and Wrath were now standing in the same realm. Raon swallowed dryly and looked at Glenn. His red eyes held a warmer light than usual. Strangely, Raon's chest felt ticklish and ached. "W-what on earth is that...?" Ogram stammered, as if in disbelief. "What kind of swordsmanship!" His eyes trembled as if he couldn't understand Glenn's Soul Sword either. "That is swordsmanship, yet not swordsmanship." King Lecross lowered his eyebrows as if he had sensed something. "Head of House. Are you alright?" He lowered his voice as he turned to look at Glenn. "Yes." Glenn nodded calmly as if he was fine. "What are you all doing! We need to check if those bastards are dead!" Chamber frowned as she floated into the air. "Especially those two-faced lizards, we can't let them escape. I'll chase them to their nest and skin them alive!" She gritted her teeth in anger, more at the Dragon Lord clinging to the tails of the fallen Five Demons than at the corrupted Five Demons themselves. "Let's go!" Chamber grabbed the back of King Lecross's neck and disappeared like lightning. -What are you doing! Chase after them at once! Wrath raised his round hand towards where Chamber's presence could be felt. -This is a chance to eat roasted dragon! He shouted to hurry and chase after them, asking if it wasn't a waste to miss out on dragon meat. 'Sigh....' Raon let out a long sigh. He had seemed a bit better, but his gluttonous behavior was starting again. He pushed Wrath away with his eyes closed. Glenn had already turned his back, his eyes calm as if he already knew what the outcome would be. "Alice, Karoon, Sylvia." He looked at Alice, Karoon, and Sylvia in turn, then stroked his chin. "What did you feel from my sword?" Glenn waited for his children's answers as if telling them they could take their time, his hands behind his back. "I felt vast freedom." Alice raised her gaze with confident eyes. "It was a free sword that could extend anywhere." She smiled with her cheeks flushed red as if excited. "I saw the aura of an emperor." Karoon bowed his head with his trembling hand on his chest. "I felt an absolute power that could split anything." He revealed his clear red eyes, saying he had seen a goal. "I, I..." Sylvia hesitated before answering, her lips quivering. "I felt bitterness and sorrow." She bowed her head with her nose tip turned red, as if thinking her own words were strange. "I see." Glenn stroked his chin at Alice, Karoon, and Sylvia's answers, then finally looked at Raon. "Raon. What did you feel?" "I..." Raon raised his gaze to meet Glenn's red eyes that resembled his own. "I felt warmth from your sword, Head of House. Although it was clearly a sword that cut everything down, more than that, I felt a gentleness that wanted to protect this place." He spoke honestly about what he had felt, even if it might sound crazy. "Warmth, you say." Glenn smiled for the first time as he looked at Raon's trembling eyes. 'Indeed, they all felt something different.' The freedom Alice felt was himself when he traveled the continent and experienced many things before becoming the head of the house. The spirit that moved Karoon was himself when he was immersed in demonic energy, destroying everything in sight and dominating the battlefield. The sorrow and bitterness that made Sylvia whimper was himself regretting his past actions after escaping from demonic possession. 'And...' Glenn looked at Raon with a faint smile. 'The warmth that child felt...' Must be me now. Now, rather than regretting the past, I only wish for Raon, Sylvia, and Zieghart's children to live happily. It didn't matter if I wasn't part of that happiness. Even if I became fertilizer to nurture a tree, I could die willingly for those children. "I see." Glenn showed a sincere smile towards Raon as he calmed his heart that seemed to be straying from its path. "H-Head of House?" Raon grabbed Glenn's torn sleeve. Strangely, he felt as if Glenn might disappear from this place, and his hand moved before he realized it. Glenn lightly patted Raon's head and stepped forward. "Clean up the remnants of the Five Demons. Today, we erase the name of the South-North Union from this continent." "Yes!" The Zieghart swordsmen beat their chests and rushed towards the South-North Union headquarters. The eyes of the swordsmen who had witnessed Glenn's divinity up close were filled with respect for the head of the house and the family. "Head of House. Are you alright?" Raon stood beside Glenn and swallowed dryly. "I'm fine for now." Glenn shook his head calmly as he looked at Raon's trembling fingertips. "There's still much I need to pass on to you all, much to teach. And don't you have a promise to keep with me?" He smiled gently like the setting sun. Raon bit his lip as he looked at Glenn, who seemed somehow different. 'For now?' * * * "Um..." Mustan's jaw trembled as he looked at the Lable River, which had turned completely white. "It's a bit awkward to say this, but doesn't our Alliance leader seem like a moth drawn to fire?" He blinked his eyes as if in disbelief. "To die right after appearing, struck by Glenn Zieghart's sword... what is this..." Mustan let out a sigh, still unable to understand. "You're not wrong. However..." Rector nodded slowly as he lowered his gaze. "I think I understand why he jumped into the fire." For someone obsessed with swords like the Alliance leader, it was natural to want to cross blades with Glenn, as it could elevate one's level just by doing so. Rector exhaled softly as he looked at Glenn's back. 'You've finally achieved it.' The sword Glenn Zieghart showed was a dream-like realm for practitioners of the Ten Thousand Swords. A state that transcends the framework of martial arts, capturing one's accumulated life and soul in the vessel of a sword. It was indeed a transcendent sword that could be called a Soul Sword, as Glenn said. 'I'm envious.' Even though he had given up his dreams of martial arts to wish for Raon and Sylvia's happiness, the realm Glenn had reached still felt enviable. Rector stroked his wrist as he watched Glenn holding Raon's shoulder. 'Have you finally made up your mind?' Unlike before, there was no wavering in Glenn's eyes as he looked at Raon. It seemed he had clearly decided on a direction. 'I hope at least you can take good care of Raon.' Although there might not be much time left. The Soul Sword Glenn showed was a power that could even twist causality. It wasn't a martial art that could be completed as a human. His time had begun to flow. "Master. What will you do now?" Mustan scratched his head as he approached. "The Alliance leader seems to be dead too..." He licked his lips as he surveyed the calm river. "If he's dead, we should at least find the Alliance leader's body. And if he's alive..." Rector gripped his sword hilt without finishing his sentence. "Understood. That path is for Lord Raon's sake." Mustan nodded and moved to the opposite side of the river. "Raon, Sylvia." Rector smiled warmly as he looked at Raon and Sylvia standing beside Glenn. "Be happy." He gave his blessing to the grandson and daughter-in-law he couldn't yet call by those names, and disappeared into the darkening forest. * * * "For now, two ancient dragons are dead." Chamber, returning to the Lable River, snapped her fingers. "Not only are the corpses in a miserable state, but the Dragon Hearts are completely shattered. You really gave it a fitting name, Soul Sword." She let out a hollow laugh as if in disbelief. "What about the Dragon Lord?" Glenn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the distant sky. "He wasn't there." Chamber shook her head with a frown. "That damn lizard! He's got a nasty knack for running away first." She scoffed, saying he wasted his life, and let out a mocking laugh. "To think we've become enemies with the dragons, it's unbelievable." King Lecross massaged his temples as if he still couldn't believe it. "Isn't it actually a good thing?" Ogram grabbed King Lecross's shoulder and grinned. "I've been annoyed by how they kept interfering in every battlefield while claiming to maintain neutrality. Now we can justly cut off their heads." He clenched his fist, saying he'd skin each dragon and make a different coat. "What about the others?" Glenn turned his gaze to Chamber and lowered his chin. "The Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance was nowhere to be seen. He must be dead. And as for the Leader of the White Blood Religion..." Chamber wrinkled her nose in disgust. "There was an area covered in white blood, but I can't believe that cockroach died that easily." She shook her head, saying the Leader of the White Blood Religion seemed likely to be the last survivor among the Five Demons even if everyone else somehow died. "The Fallen definitely escaped." Chamber licked her lips, displeased. "Lastly, that bastard wearing the dragon helmet must be dead too." "He's alive." Glenn briefly licked his lips. "Alive, you say?" "Yes. The bracelet he threw expanded the death aura, creating a path for him to escape." He frowned as he recalled the situation. 'I thought so.' Raon nodded calmly. 'There's no way Derus would die in a place like this.' He had known from the start that Derus hadn't died. 'However...' Now there was evidence to reveal Derus's identity. Finally, an opportunity had come to unmask him and bring down Robert. Raon clenched his fist, determined to achieve this. "Well done." Glenn grabbed Chamber's shoulder. "It's fine. I have to do at least this much." Chamber waved her hand, then slightly raised her eyes. "But you can't keep using that sword, right?" "...That's right." Glenn nodded calmly. "I thought so." Chamber took out a lollipop from her bosom and put it in her mouth. "There's something similar in magic too. I kind of understand what kind of power it is." She bit the candy, saying she finally understood. "Enough with the complicated talk!" Ogram clapped his hands loudly and pointed at the South-North Union headquarters, which had been cleaned up. "What are you going to do with that place? You won, so you need to think about what comes next." "Oh? The old boar can think about such things too?" Chamber opened her eyes wide. "What did you say, brat?" Ogram frowned, flexing his arm muscles. "Hmm." Glenn passed between the two and headed towards the riverbank. "Come out." "......" Even when told to come out, there was no change in the river water. "It's alright, don't be afraid and come out." When Glenn called out again, the river water bubbled and a young Blue Lugh poked out his face. It was Flumen. "Flumen!" Raon immediately ran over and stood between Glenn and Flumen. "He's not an enemy, he's a friend who helped me." "I know." Glenn raised his hand as if he had expected this. "It must have been dangerous, so why did you help this child?" He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Flumen, whose shoulder was bleeding. "B-because we're friends!" Flumen shouted that they were friends without any hesitation. "I see." Glenn nodded with a faint smile. "The more dangerous it is, the more you should help a friend." He raised his finger to point at the river where the South-North Union headquarters had been built. "Do you know who the original owners of this area were?" "I-I don't know." "It was the Blue Lugh Tribe." "Uh..." "I'll return this river to you." Glenn knelt on one knee and extended his hand to Flumen. "Ah, uh?" Flumen stood dazed for a moment before grabbing Glenn's thumb. "Continue to be good friends with this child." Glenn gently stroked Flumen's head and stood up. "Head of House..." "I'm tired. Let's go back now." Glenn said they should return to Zieghart and turned his back. He really seemed to intend to return this river to the Blue Lugh Tribe. "R-Raon!" Flumen ran over with surprised eyes. "Is it true? Are they really giving this place to us?" "Yes. Though it will probably be a symbiotic relationship." Glenn would likely establish a branch here to protect both the river and the Blue Lugh Tribe. Now Flumen and the Blue Lugh Tribe wouldn't need to hide in the depths of the Gazelle River. "Woohoo!" Flumen raised both arms and cheered. "Thank you! Raon!" "No, I should be thanking you." Raon shook his head and patted Flumen's head. -Shouldn't you be grateful to this king as well? 'Huh?' -Huh? Hmm? Have you lost your mind! You should immediately thank this king who saved your life... Hm? Wrath's jaw trembled as he stopped mid-sentence. -M-my ribs are aching. 'Ribs? You had ribs?' -Of course I do. Oh, it's coming! He's coming! At the creature's cry, Raon hastily released his aura perception. But what was coming wasn't an enemy. [You have achieved an unbelievable feat!] [You have saved a Transcendent Warrior from the brink of death.] [A Transcendent Warrior of a different caliber....] [All abilities....] [Traits....] -Keeeeek! Wrath screamed as he saw the messages popping up one after another. -I knew this would happen! You damn Angel! Wrath pointed at the messages, foaming at the mouth. 'You really....' Raon let out a sigh as he calmed his aura perception. He was examining the messages when his eyes suddenly widened. 'Huh? This is...?'