The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 728 Glenn's hand trembled as it rested on the armrest of the throne. 'Derus Robert....' Derus Robert is one of the strongest among the Six Kings and Five Demons. With power that doesn't fall short of the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, he could potentially be the swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet. However, he had a solid alibi. 'Chamber, the Mage Tower Master, and Lecross all confirmed that Derus was staying at his family residence.' According to the Mage Tower Master, Derus hadn't left the visual magic communication for even a moment. Unless he used some sort of doppelganger, it would be impossible for him to be the swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet. 'Still, it's suspicious.' Occasionally, when Glenn made eye contact with Derus Robert, he felt an eerie chill. Despite Derus's eyes shining with kindness, Glenn felt a sharpness as if a blade was pressed against his throat. Since eyes are the windows to the soul, Glenn had privately thought that Derus's true nature might not be good, but evil. 'However....' Even if it's strange, there's no evidence. Derus is perfect in every way - power, personality, and background. Even though Raon had significantly improved Zieghart's reputation, they still couldn't match House Robert's public popularity. Carelessly provoking them could lead to a war on a scale far beyond the South-North Union conflict. "R-Raon...." Sheryl's eyes widened in shock at Raon's words. "Derus Robert? Do you understand what it means to bring up that name?" Her lips trembled as she spoke, unable to believe what she was hearing. "Young Master Raon. Are you serious?" Roenn, too, couldn't close his gaping mouth, unable to accept the situation. "Do you have evidence?" Unlike Sheryl and Roenn, Glenn tilted his chin with a calm expression. "I do." Raon nodded, meeting Glenn's steady gaze. "Do you remember the incident when the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance and the Leader of the White Blood Religion attacked the Five Divine Orders?" "How could I forget? You went missing." Despite Raon bringing up a story unrelated to Derus, Glenn calmly answered without rushing. "I was attacked twice while escaping from there. The first was by a disciple of the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance...." "I know. You said it was an assassin, right?" "Yes. But not an ordinary assassin. It was one that exploded itself in a suicide attack. It was a product of necromancy called the Water Demon Guest." "Necromancy...?" Glenn's eyes reddened with surprise at this unfamiliar information. "I was able to capture the master controlling the Water Demon Guests and learn about the factory where these monsters were made. I couldn't go there at the time, so I visited the factory on my way back after killing the mad dragon Kaivar." Raon explained everything about how he destroyed the Water Demon Guest factory with the help of the Black Market. "I was waiting on the outskirts of the village, thinking the real owner of the factory might show up, and an unexpected figure appeared." "Don't tell me it was...." Glenn asked, his legs trembling slightly. "Yes. It was Derus Robert. He seemed enraged that the factory was destroyed and mercilessly killed his subordinates. Then, as he took off his blood-soaked gloves...." (E/N: Lying through his teeth btw) Raon swallowed hard before raising his voice. "There was a scar on the back of his hand, identical to the one on the swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet." He clenched his fist, saying it was an unmistakable scar. "W-Wait a minute!" Sheryl couldn't hold back and stepped forward. "You said the Black Market Master's subordinates were there. So why didn't they report this information...?" "Denzel and his agents didn't know it was Derus Robert. He was wearing a mask and didn't use his aura." "Then how did you know?" "My ability to read others' mana and nature is more developed than my martial prowess. I recognized him immediately because I had met Derus directly at the Six Kings Conference." Raon raised his head, steadying his rough breathing. "I kept quiet at the time because I thought revealing Derus's identity there could endanger Denzel and the Black Market." After explaining everything, he looked at Glenn, Sheryl, and Roenn. The three seemed at a loss for words, staring back with trembling eyes. -That's all lies, isn't it? Wrath shouted that it was all nonsense, shaking his head. 'You're right. It's a lie. But not entirely.' Half of what Raon told Glenn was a lie. It was true that Derus visited the Water Demon Guest factory, but he didn't reveal his identity or take off his gloves. It was a lie that would be quickly exposed if confronted with Derus, but it didn't matter. The truth was that Raon could reveal his identity. "The swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet had regenerative abilities surpassing a troll's, but he couldn't erase the scar on the back of his hand. Everyone there saw it, so if we can just expose that scar, it'll be easy to reveal his identity." Raon knelt down, asking them to believe him. "Raon." Glenn called him by name, not as the Light Wind Division Leader. "Yes, Head of House." Raon slowly raised his gaze, gripping his trembling wrist. 'This is where it really begins.' From now on, Glenn, Sheryl, and Roenn would ask piercing questions. He needed to answer all their doubts to bring this matter to light. However, Glenn's words were completely different from what Raon had imagined. "It must have been hard for you...." Glenn bit his lip, deep wrinkles forming between his brows. "Pardon?" Raon blinked blankly. The response was so unexpected that he didn't know how to react. His mind felt empty. "I-I'm sorry. For not telling you sooner...." "No. It's alright." As Raon tried to apologize, Glenn cut him off firmly, saying it wasn't necessary. "I'll call you again in the evening since I need to inform the others. For now, you may go." Glenn waved his hand, indicating Raon should leave. "Ah, yes...." Raon glanced at Sheryl and Roenn before leaving the audience chamber with slumped shoulders. The iron door of the chamber closed with a colder sound than ever before. "Haa...." Sheryl let out a long sigh, holding her forehead as if she had a headache. "It's shocking that Derus is the one wearing the dragon helmet, but I'm more astonished by Raon." She bit her lip, looking at where Raon had been standing. "I can't imagine how he managed to keep such a terrifying secret until now." "I feel the same way." Roenn nodded, his expression hardening. "My hands are shaking, yet he endured this alone all this time. It's remarkable." He lowered his gaze, saying Raon's mental strength seemed superior to his own. "..." Glenn's shoulders trembled as he crushed the armrest of the throne into powder. 'I can't even imagine how difficult it must have been for that young boy.' Derus commands the largest force on this continent. It's natural that Raon couldn't speak freely. Thinking of his grandson suffering alone made Glenn's heart feel like it was being torn apart. 'He didn't need to inherit this aspect of Sylvia....' Why does he have to be so considerate? It would have been better if he had reported it immediately, but Raon was too kind and thoughtful. The fact that he kept quiet until he found definitive information clearly showed he didn't want to harm others. 'Moreover....' Glenn buried his face in his hands. 'He must not have trusted me.' It was only natural that he didn't receive trust, as Glenn had always pushed him away, showing only a harsh demeanor. His heart felt constricted with regret for not reaching out sooner. 'I'm truly sorry.' He bowed his head, apologizing to Raon who wasn't there. 'But I'll handle this matter decisively.' Glenn steeled his resolve and reached out to Roenn. "Connect a visual magic communication with Chamber." "Understood." Roenn raised his head and projected a blue window in the center of the audience chamber. [What's the occasion at this hour?] Chamber lifted her large witch hat, licking a lollipop. "Is anyone else around?" [Yeah, there are some kids here.] Chamber gestured to the magicians in her room, as if telling them to greet Glenn. "I have something to discuss with you." [What is it? Are you confessing your love or something?] She smirked but sent all the magicians out of the room. [They're all gone now, so spit it out. What's going on?] Chamber reached out her hand, curious. "What I'm about to say is the absolute truth, without a shred of falsehood." Glenn bit his lip until it bled, vowing to bring down not just Derus, but the entire House Robert. 'Raon. I'll put my life on the line too.' * * * As Raon left the Lord's Manor, he tilted his head in confusion. 'What was that about?' There were several holes in what Raon had just told Glenn. They were intentional gaps he had created, and he had prepared answers for them, but he didn't expect Glenn to have no reaction at all. 'There's no way the Head of House wouldn't notice.' Glenn is a man with nerves of steel who didn't flinch even when fighting three of the Five Demons. He shouldn't have been flustered even if told that Derus was the one wearing the blue dragon helmet, so Raon couldn't understand why he was just let go. -Why is that old man acting like this? Wrath furrowed his brow, equally confused. 'I don't know either.' Raon nodded at Wrath's words and let out a low sigh. 'Things went well, but now I'm even more worried.' It seemed there was a big difference between the Glenn Zieghart Raon had known and the real Glenn Zieghart. Raon headed to the great training ground to clear his muddled thoughts. He planned to train until Glenn called for him again. As he opened the door, he heard the sound of a sword being swung inside. 'Martha?' The person swinging the sword in the training ground was Martha. She must have been training for quite some time, as her entire body was drenched in sweat. "Are you training even on your day off?" Raon raised his hand as he approached Martha. "I feel like I'll die if I stay still." Martha lowered her sword and exhaled heavily. "Die?" "Yeah. I feel like I can hear my mother crying for help, so I can't rest." She gritted her teeth, her sword-holding hand trembling. "..." Raon furrowed his brows as he watched Martha swing her sword again. 'She must be in more pain than I am.' While Raon's suffering would end with his revenge against Derus, Martha not only had to capture the Leader of the White Blood Religion but also rescue her mother who had been taken captive. Everyone has their own story, but the pain Heaven had given Martha seemed unmatched by anyone else's. -Those in Heaven are ugly and filthy bastards! Wrath snorted, saying not to even mention the celestial beings and gods. 'At least the good thing is....' She's controlling her anger. Unlike before, Martha wasn't unleashing her fury recklessly but focusing on what she could do. Even now, her martial prowess continued to grow. "Martha." Raon dusted off his Black Dragon Coat and beckoned to Martha. "How about a sparring match? It's been a while." "I've been waiting for you to ask. Perfect timing." Martha turned towards him, narrowing her eyes. She understood that sparring led to faster growth. "Don't complain if it hurts." Raon drew his Heavenly Drive, indicating he had no intention of going easy on her. He channeled the flames of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation over the blade that cuts through death. "I've endured pain all my life!" Martha charged forward, gritting her teeth as if to say 'bring it on'. The clash resounded through the air. * * * After finishing his sparring match with Martha, Raon returned to the Lord's Manor, guided by Roenn. As he entered the audience chamber, he saw four blue windows projected, showing the faces of the leaders of the Six Kings. Naturally, Derus Robert's face was not among them. [The main character is late.] Chamber waved her hand as if it had been a while. [Raon... you must have been through so much.] Ogram let out a deep sigh, furrowing his brows. [You are a man whose valor cannot be contained even by the word 'knight'.] King Lecross nodded emphatically, as if impressed. [Ugh, if it were me, I would have spilled everything long ago and felt relieved.] The Mage Tower Master shivered, only her eyes visible from under her robe. "..." Glenn stood up from his throne, his eyes closed. From the situation, it seemed Glenn had explained everything to them, but strangely, the atmosphere wasn't chaotic. [Raon.] As Chamber snapped her fingers, her face and body seemed to pop out of the blue window. [We heard it from that old man, but could you tell us again what you've been through?] "Certainly." Raon nodded and explained to all the Six Kings what he had told Glenn. [So in the end, the snake wearing the blue dragon helmet is Derus Robert, right?] Chamber asked, twisting her lips. "Yes. I'm certain." Raon nodded without hesitation. 'This is where it begins.' The leaders of the Six Kings are different from Glenn. Sharp questions would now come in succession, and he needed to think carefully to cut off any seeds of doubt. [To be honest, I was a bit suspicious of that bastard too.] Chamber nodded calmly. [There's no way someone like the Black Tower Master would appear with their faces hidden, so I thought it must be either a retired head of the Six Kings and Five Demons or someone like Derus who obviously had to cover their face.] She counted on her fingers as she listed the suspicious individuals. [I deliberately didn't call him to the battlefield and paired him with that shut-in, but I couldn't find anything strange.] Chamber clicked her tongue, saying she had been keeping her suspicions to herself. [I believe your words.] Ogram nodded impassively, as if he had no doubts at all. [It's troubling.] King Lecross let out a short sigh. [Apart from the few strange points in the Light Wind Division Leader's testimony, I find it hard to believe that Derus, that friend, committed such terrible acts.] He rubbed his forehead as if it was difficult to process. "If you could tell me about the strange points...." [There’s no need for that. If we accept that promise, we have no choice but to believe.] King Lecross nodded, saying he would believe despite his doubts. [Ugh, I don't want to fight....] The Mage Tower Master didn’t raise her head, as if she disliked the entire situation. "Huh...?" Raon blinked, looking at the leaders of the Six Kings. 'What's going on?' What's happening here? This is none other than Derus Robert, one of the Six Kings. He's being branded as a villain no different from a continental criminal, yet no one is expressing doubt. It was bewildering. "Um...." Raon raised his hand with a dazed look. "Why aren't you asking any questions? Surely you must have doubts." The Six Kings' reactions were so strange that he couldn't help but ask them to question him. [We won't.] Chamber shook her head. "But why...?" [I don't want to die.] She shrugged and stepped back. [I withdrew because I saw the Head of House's resolve.] King Lecross also shook his head, saying he had no intention of asking questions. "What do you mean?" Raon blinked, looking alternately at Chamber and King Lecross. [Your Head of House said he'd stake his life on your statement.] Ogram pointed at Glenn, twisting his lips. [It's the first time that cold-hearted man has staked his life on something, so we have no choice but to believe.] He nodded as if it was an obvious decision. "Ah...." Raon turned to look at Glenn, his lips trembling. "H-Head of House...?" "I saw your eyes. There was no trace of deceit in them." Glenn said that was enough, biting his lip slightly. "Just from my eyes...?" It was so different from the Glenn he had known that Raon felt his breath catch. Even though he had become part of the direct lineage, it was hard to believe Glenn would show such trust. [Of course, we're not believing just because that old man staked his life.] Chamber came forward again, wagging her finger. [I trust you.] She smiled brightly, raising her chin. [I know all about the achievements you've built up so far and the exploits you've shown in this war. How could I not believe you?] [I feel the same.] Ogram nodded in agreement. [You are my benefactor. Whatever path you choose, I will follow.] He raised his fist, saying he would repay his life debt even if it meant going to hell. [I feel the same way. I've trusted you since you helped my third child.] King Lecross smiled, saying he still hadn't repaid the debt for saving Greer's life. (E/N: ...Did that happen?) [Derus makes me uneasy....] The Mage Tower Master trembled her lips and raised her gaze. [He was clearly there, but he seemed like a different person.] [What? Then you should have said something!] Chamber furrowed her brow, asking why she hadn't mentioned it. [It was just my feeling, not a theory or result, so....] The Mage Tower Master shrank her head, saying that feelings were the emotions magicians should stay away from. [Oh, for heaven's sake!] Chamber shook her head, patting her chest. [Anyway, let's move on. Derus isn't a fool. He'll find a way to erase the scar on the back of his hand before he comes. And he'll do it in a way that neither I nor the other old men can detect.] She lifted her witch hat slightly, saying they needed to find a way to expose the scar. "There is a way." Raon stepped forward in front of the blue windows. [Really?] "Yes. He couldn't erase the wound I inflicted either. If we use the energy of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, we should be able to reveal the scar on the back of his hand." He nodded, changing the Ring of Fire and Wrath to Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation in his explanation. He had to keep the real plan hidden until the end, as there might be Derus's spies among them. [Ah, that's right!] Chamber nodded quickly. [One of the scars on his hand was from you!] She laughed, saying she finally understood. [Great! Then let's make a plan. A plan to unmask that worm!] [We should hold the Six Kings Conference as soon as possible.] Ogram bit his lip, saying he wanted to see Derus's face as soon as possible. [If it's too soon, he might get suspicious. We'll need about a week.] King Lecross suggested holding it next week, tapping his fingers. "The Beast Union would be a good location. We have the excuse of Ogram being injured, and it's close to House Robert, so we can quickly find him even if he tries to escape." Glenn nodded, making eye contact with the leaders of the Six Kings. The meeting proceeded quickly, and it was decided to hold the Six Kings Conference at the Beast Union in a week. Raon clenched his fist as he watched the leaders of the Six Kings formulate detailed plans. He steeled his resolve once more, raising the Blade of Death in his heart. 'Derus Robert.' This is the beginning of my revenge.