The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 721 [You have achieved an unbelievable feat!] [You have saved a Transcendent Warrior from the brink of death.] [You have cut down the life of a superior Transcendent Warrior.] [All abilities increase by 50 points.] [The trait <Blade of Death> has been created.] Raon was first surprised by the 50 points, then his jaw dropped at the trait message that appeared below. 'Blade of Death?' Seeing the word "death," it was clearly a trait gained because of Derus Robert. <Blade of Death.> It allows for easier cutting through auras imbued with death. After confirming the ability of the new trait, Raon rubbed his chin. 'As expected.' If <Flame Overcoming Death> was a trait for defending against death aura, <Blade of Requiem> was a trait for attacking. Since the death aura unleashed by Derus could even affect Glenn's Soul Sword, a trait that reduces its impact would be a great weapon. -Ugh! Wrath groaned, clutching his cotton candy-like hair that was fluttering about. -Oh, oh! Increasing by fifty points at once is too much! Have you forgotten about moderation? He frowned, shouting about how far they were going to keep giving. But the system, seemingly ignoring Wrath, immediately displayed new messages. [The rank of trait <Evil Eye of Wrath> has increased.] [The rank of trait <Backstab> has increased.] [The rank of trait <Iron Will> has increased.] [The rank of trait <Flame Overcoming Death> has increased.] This time, it was a message about trait rank increases. Naturally, the achievements of traits that had influenced this battle went up. -Yes, four of them? Show some restraint! Aren't these all the power of the King! Wrath screamed that traits and abilities were all made from his backbone. -Phew, finally qui- [A new title <Fate Changer> has been created.] The system, as if it had been waiting, cut off Wrath's words and showed a new message. -Aaaaargh! Wrath finally couldn't hold back and started thrashing about while screaming. 'Hm?' Raon covered his ears and examined the message closely. 'Fate Changer?' The title's name was too heavy to just pass by, so he checked its contents. <Fate Changer.> But only the name was visible, and the ability of the title wasn't shown anywhere. 'Wrath. This...' Raon turned his gaze to ask Wrath. -Ahem... Wrath coughed dryly while stroking his body with his short arms. -It feels like all my ribs have been pulled out as this reward. It's like having my wallet, filled with money, snatched by my mom! He sniffled, muttering that all the strength was leaving his body. -I don't know what crime I committed to be sucked dry to the bone like this! Wrath was now even tearing up while flailing his arms. 'Sigh.' Raon sighed and gestured to Wrath. 'I'll let you eat whatever you want when we get back. Just be quiet for now.' -Hmph! Wrath wiped his tears clean as if he had never cried and shut his mouth tight. The more Raon saw him, the more he felt tired of him rather than growing fond. "Raon." As Raon was about to ask Wrath about the title, Runaan approached from behind. She held out a familiar-looking ice cream box. -Oh! It's mint chocolate! Wrath shouted that it was mint chocolate, as if he could see inside the box. "You brought this here?" "I believed you wouldn't die." Runaan said she had prepared it as a snack and bowed her head slightly. "...Thank you." He was more grateful that she believed he wouldn't die than for preparing the snack. The ice cream box was cold, but his hands and chest felt as warm as if he were standing in front of a fireplace. -Indeed, only the ice cream girl understands this king! Wrath drooled while patting Runaan's head. -What are you doing! Hurry up and open the lid and eat the ice cream! 'Wait a bit.' Pushing away Wrath who was tugging at his sleeve and shaking it, Raon opened the ice cream box. Under the white mist, four bead ice creams revealed their elegant form. 'Hmm...' Raon put a mint chocolate bead in his mouth while receiving Runaan's expectant gaze. He had gotten somewhat used to the taste now, but he still didn't quite understand why people ate this. -Keuuuu! Wrath threw his head back, shaking his clenched fist. -This is what I live for! If it weren't for mint chocolate, this king would have died long ago! He praised mint chocolate with tears in his eyes. It was a shame he couldn't show that grotesque reaction to Runaan. "Heh..." Runaan also slowly opened her mouth as if she wanted to eat the ice cream. "You eat too." Raon chuckled and gave Runaan some ice cream. "Thank you." Runaan thanked him for the ice cream she had given and put it in her mouth. Her cheeks turned red as if it was the taste she had expected. "Flumen. You try it too." Raon passed the mint chocolate to Flumen, who had his face poking out above the river. "Okay!" Flumen put the bead ice cream in his mouth without hesitation, but immediately spat it out. "Poison! It's poison! It's stinging in my mouth!" He jumped around on the river surface, rubbing his tongue with his palm. -What a waste! Wrath fluttered his hands, telling him to pick it up and eat it right away. "You know taste." Raon ignored Wrath and grinned at Flumen. "You really are my friend." -Tasteless fools! * * * "...That's how I was able to stop the one trying to ambush the Head of House." Raon told everyone everything that had happened as they left the Lable River and returned to Zieghart. "I see. So that's what happened." Glenn nodded calmly as if he now understood everything. "In the end, it's no exaggeration to say that Blue Lugh child saved both your life and mine." He said he didn't regret giving up the South-North Union headquarters at all as he lowered his fingertips. "Yes. I received much more than what I gave to Flumen." Raon agreed with Glenn's words and brought his hands forward. "Flumen probably doesn't think so?" Rimmer waved his hand. "That's right. That child looked ready to risk his life for you." Sheryl also smiled, saying it was the eyes of someone looking at a benefactor, not a friend. "But why doesn't Flumen's face change? Why doesn't his body grow even though quite some time has passed?" Rimmer tilted his head as if it was strange that Flumen still had a cute appearance. "Did he learn some magic that stops the aging of body and soul?" "I don't know either." Raon shook his head. He didn't really consider it important and hadn't asked, so he really didn't know anything. "Raon." Sylvia smiled as she moved closer to Raon's side. "Yes?" "I just called because I'm happy." She linked her arm with Raon's, smiling brightly. "I'm just happy about everything - that you came back, that you made such a good friend, that you saved the Head of House." Sylvia said it had been a really long time since she felt this happy as she gently closed her eyes. Raon smiled slightly as he looked at Sylvia smiling without a trace of worry. 'Now only happier things await you.' Having won the life-and-death battle with Axe King Roman, Sylvia would now rise to the direct lineage. She had also regained her Martial Prowess, so now no one in this family would look down on her. Raon held her hand tightly, hoping Sylvia would live happily with the maids in the annex building. "Raon." Sylvia slowly opened her eyes and turned her back. "Did you thank your comrades?" She gestured towards the Light Wind division swordsmen following behind. "All those children fought risking their lives for you. I also received help many times." Sylvia smiled faintly, saying they were really a great help. "No! Rather, we received help!" Burren shook his head firmly, watching Karoon's reaction. "Yes. You helped a lot." Runaan bowed her head, calling Sylvia a super handsome mom. "I, I also received help from madam!" Dorian also said she blocked his sword twice as he pulled out a sudden chocolate snack from his pouch. "No. Just having you there made me feel reassured." Sylvia smiled as she broke the snack Dorian handed over in half and held it out to Raon. -Hey! Wrath licked his lips and wiggled his finger. -What are you doing not taking it quickly! Our mom's arm will get tired! He frowned, pretending to worry about Sylvia when he just wanted to eat the snack. 'Your excuses are so varied.' As Raon was about to put the snack he received from Sylvia in his mouth, he saw someone trudging along at the very back. 'Martha.' Unlike the other swordsmen, Martha was walking while looking only at the ground, without saying a word. 'It must be because of the Leader of the White Blood Religion.' The Leader of the White Blood Religion they saw at the Lable River today didn't fall behind even when facing King Lecross and Ogram. Having seen such a powerful enemy up close, it was natural for her to be in despair like that. -This king wants to take care of it. Wrath frowned, pausing his explanation of the chocolate snack's taste. He sighed deeply as if he sincerely wanted to help. "Martha." Raon dusted off his hands and approached Martha. "This time..." "Damn it!" Martha raised her head sharply as if she had been waiting. "Being down like this isn't my style!" She nodded at Raon, turning to face him. "If there's someone who can die and come back to life, I shouldn't give up." Martha clenched her fist, saying she would never give up on saving her mother. "You said you'd help, right?" "Yes. Call me anytime." Raon nodded, reaffirming his previous promise. "Good. That White Blood bitch. I'll completely crush her!" Martha strengthened her resolve while cursing at the Leader of the White Blood Religion. "Martha." Sylvia approached Martha with a gentle smile. "Why do you only send meat when I tell you to come to the annex building? I wanted to eat together." She lowered her eyebrows, saying she wanted to have a meal together. "Ah, that, that's..." "Make sure to come next time. I'll prepare the dishes you like." "...Alright." Martha just nodded with hunched shoulders as if she had never cursed. As Raon was smiling next to Sylvia, watching Martha blush, a huge wall appeared before the group. It was Zieghart's castle wall. The wall, which seemed like it would stand tall forever, had a huge hole blown through its middle as if crushed by an enormous force. Raon ground his molars as he looked at the collapsed gate and wall. In the past, he wouldn't have cared what happened to Zieghart, but now just seeing the collapsed wall made anger boil up inside him. It seemed he had truly become a person of Zieghart. "Looking at it again, it's certain." Glenn nodded calmly as he examined the wall that was deliberately left unrepaired. "It's a Dragon's Breath." "Pardon?" Raon looked at Glenn with wide eyes. "What broke this wall was a Dragon's Breath." Glenn said he could be sure because he had seen the Breaths of ancient dragons in this war. "Ah, these bastards, really!" Alice frowned as she flipped her red hair back. "Is it okay if I go find those lizards and kill them all?" She said she should go dragon hunting soon as she placed her hand on her sword hilt. "..." Glenn stared at the collapsed wall for a moment before turning his back. "Everyone did well." He slowly parted his lips as he looked at each of the Zieghart swordsmen one by one. "Thanks to your courage and fighting spirit, we were able to defeat the South-North Union and the Five Demons." Glenn smiled slightly, attributing even his own achievements to the swordsmen. "Ah, no!" "The Head of House did everything!" "Yes. It's no different from a war ended by Raon and the Head of House!" The Zieghart swordsmen turned red as if embarrassed to be praised by the continent's greatest Martial Artist. "After three days of mourning for those who died, we will hold a small banquet, so everyone can attend." Glenn lowered his gaze slightly as he mentioned holding a funeral and banquet. "Understood!" The Zieghart swordsmen bowed their heads, burning with even more respect for Glenn. "Now rest." Glenn looked at Raon for a moment before walking towards the main building. Rimmer, Sheryl, Roenn, and the other swordsmen waved and followed behind him. Raon bowed his head to Glenn along with Sylvia before heading to the annex building. It was night, but the garden lights were on, so it wasn't too dark. -Food! Food! Food! Food! Fooood! Wrath started dancing in the air while singing about food. 'We're having Nadine bread today.' Raon shook his head. It was late, so he didn't want to make the maids work. -You damn bastard! This king was so looking forward to a home-cooked meal. 'You can eat it tomorrow.' As he was about to shake his head at Wrath, Helen, who was standing on the stairs of the annex building, waved at them. "Madam! Young Master! Children!" As soon as Helen saw that Raon, Sylvia, Yua, and Julius had all returned alive, she knocked on the door of the annex building. (E/N: Oh, right, Julius! We barely ever see his name appear even though he is supposed to always be there) "Huh?" "Madam!" "Young Master!" The lights inside the annex building all turned on at once, and the maids came pouring out. "So you were alive after all!" "Young Master..." "We've been waiting!" The maids surrounded Raon and Sylvia, shedding tears. Even Judiel, who usually didn't show her emotions, was sniffling with a red nose. "Waaah..." Young Yua whimpered in Helen's arms, as if affected by the maids' emotions. "I'm sorry for worrying you." Raon bowed his head, feeling the warmth of the maids. "A lot happened..." "We can talk while eating." Helen sniffled and pointed to the dining room of the annex building. "We kept preparing, thinking you'd definitely come back." She smiled, saying they had made all the foods they usually liked. "Thank you." "That's great, I was hungry." Raon smiled as he met Sylvia's eyes. However, the happiest person in the annex building was someone else. -Yippee! * * * As soon as Glenn entered the audience chamber, he collapsed onto the throne. 'It's tiring.' Suppressing the soul trying to surpass his current level was more exhausting than all the fighting he had done so far. He had barely stabilized, but he was too tired to do anything. "Father." Alice approached the throne with furrowed brows. "Are you really alright?" "I'm just a little tired." Glenn slowly shook his head. "It's not just being tired! The sword you wielded at the end clearly surpassed human limits!" Alice bit her lip, seeming to feel uneasy. "Don't worry." Glenn lowered his hand lightly. "As long as I don't draw out the Soul Sword again, nothing you need to worry about will happen." He shook his head, saying he could endure just fine in his current state. "Head of House." Sheryl approached Glenn and knelt before him. "I'm sorry I couldn't support you from behind." "I have no excuse." Roenn also bowed, seeming to have the same thought. "What are you sorry for! How could we catch that man who flew off on his own!" Rimmer frowned, saying this was beyond their abilities. "Anyway, don't overdo it! My money source can't disappear!" He was shouting that he still had a lot of debt to repay when red lightning appeared in the air. Boom! The lightning bolt that writhed like a living creature enveloped Rimmer's entire body. "Ugh..." Rimmer collapsed, exhaling black smoke with lightning stuck in his head. "S-See? Perfectly fine..." He muttered that it was fortunate before seeming to faint with his eyes closed. "See? There's no problem at all." Glenn said to relax as he pushed away the smoke rising into the air. "Roenn." "Yes, Head of House." Roenn slowly raised his head. "We will hold the direct lineage inauguration ceremony for Raon and Sylvia at the banquet, so prepare for it." "Understood!" Roenn nodded with a bright smile. "Direct lineage inauguration ceremony? So Raon and Sylvia are really becoming part of the direct lineage now?" Alice clapped her hands with a bright smile. "Yes. It was what I promised." Glenn nodded, saying it was only natural. "Finally, I'll officially hear Raon call me aunt. I've waited so long..." "Grandfather comes first!" Glenn shot a chilling gaze at Alice. A killing intent more intense than when he fought the Five Demons rose over his shoulders. "I've waited much longer! How dare you!"