The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 738 -Kyaaaaaaah! 'Seriously, be quiet before I smack you, Nadine bread.' Raon pushed away the cat-like screeching Wrath and carefully checked the reward message. [You have achieved an impossible feat.] [You have accomplished a feat that will change the history of the continent.] [All ability scores increase by 50 points.] [The rank of the trait <Backstab> increases by two levels.] [The rank of the trait <Perception of the Snow Flower> increases.] [The rank of the trait <Blade of Death> increases by two levels.] [The rank of the trait <Flame Overcoming Death> increases.] The first reward to appear was a 50-point increase in all ability scores, followed by rank increases for the traits used this time. -Fifty! Another fifty! Wrath frowned, hitting the message with his round fist. -It's giving out way too much! 'This time though, it was worth receiving.' If they hadn't revealed Derus's identity at the Six Kings Conference, he would have used House Robert's power to cause an event of massive scale. They had prevented something that could have killed thousands, no, tens of thousands. It was a reward well-deserved. 'The increase in Perception of the Snow Flower and Backstab must be because of taking down the Ghoul King.' The two traits seemed to have improved because they defeated the Ghoul King through assassination rather than a direct confrontation. 'The death-related traits are obviously because of Derus.' The increase in the ranks of <Blade of Death> and <Flame Overcoming Death> was due to cutting through the death aura to reveal Derus's identity. Who knew that trash would end up helping him? 'And lastly...' Raon checked the reward he received thanks to Wrath's acknowledgment. [You have received the acknowledgment of <Wrath>.] [Additional rewards are given.] [All ability scores increase by 20 points.] [The trait <Divine Power Resistance> is created.] Wrath must have really enjoyed Uriel's distorted expression, as he increased all ability scores by 20 points. However, what surprised him wasn't those points, but the trait <Divine Power Resistance> below them. -Divine Power Resistance is absolutely not okay! Wrath gritted his teeth so hard it made a grinding sound. -Why give an ability that even the highest-ranking demons in Devildom barely possess to this little brat! He shook his head vigorously, unable to accept it. -At this rate, only soft bones that melt slowly will be left of this king's true form! Wrath vented his frustration as if the system were a living being. 'Is this trait really that amazing?' Raon tilted his head, looking at Divine Power Resistance. -Of course it is! Wrath jerked his head up. -Just as demons are wrapped in demonic energy, Angels are enveloped in divine power! And Archangel-level beings spread vast amounts of divine power by their very existence! Don't you remember how humans froze like puppets with cut strings in front of Uriel? He frowned, explaining that like a demon king's demonic energy, Archangels use divine power to pressure human souls directly. -Even old man Nadine bread and other Transcendent Warriors can't be free from the influence of divine power, but you, despite being so pathetically weak, are gaining resistance to divine power. Of course it's amazing! Wrath screamed, asking why Raon was so lucky. -Getting divine power resistance right after meeting an Angel is probably a first in all dimensions! Even I only got it after fighting in countless damn wars! He pounded his chest, saying he was beyond irritated and now furious. 'Now that you mention it, you're right.' Raon smiled, looking at Wrath who had turned his head away in a huff. Seeing him vent his frustration, it seemed like a trait that would be of great benefit. 'Since we'll be clashing with Angels from now on.' Seeing Archangel Uriel helping Derus, there was a high possibility of fighting other Angels. He needed to develop this trait for that day. 'Thank you.' After thanking Wrath, Raon looked down at the Ghost King, whose lips were trembling in pain. He looked like an ordinary old man, but even with his core shattered, his eyes were still terrifyingly sharp. They were eerie eyes that would make any criminal cower just by looking at them. "How does it feel to see your family burning?" "It's... it's not my family..." The Ghost King shook his head, biting his lip until it bled. "I'm just an employee." "For an employee, you seem pretty upset." Raon looked down at the Ghost King, who could no longer hide his emotions, and smiled faintly. "Don't get cocky. Lord Derus will avenge me..." "No, Derus will meet an even more terrible death than you." Revealing a killing intent that chilled even his own spine, Raon crushed the Ghost King's throat. "Guh... ack!" The Ghost King shed tears from his wrinkled eyes, overcome with pain and fear. "I promise. Derus will die more miserably than anyone else in this world." "Ah..." The Ghost King's eyes trembled, seeming more concerned about Derus's death than his own, before he breathed his last. Raon searched the Ghost King's body again. Discarding useless assassination weapons and poisons, a thin book titled "Ghost King's Manual" fell out. 'Ghost King's Manual?' Upon inspection, it was a martial arts manual containing the Ghost King's assassination techniques and footwork. 'The footwork might be useful.' While the assassination techniques weren't necessary, the footwork seemed like it could be helpful. Raon pocketed the Ghost King's Manual and returned to the front of House Robert. The Six Kings' martial artists were gathered, seemingly appreciating the collapsed and burning House Robert, and in front of them lay countless subdued swordsmen and family members of House Robert. "Uwaaaaah!" "Our... our family!" "No..." "Please spare us! We're innocent!" Those who hadn't been leashed by Derus were still wailing, unable to accept the situation. Now they had to examine each person to distinguish who should die and who should live. Raon sighed deeply as he looked at the people in despair. 'I'd like to do it myself, but...' If he participated directly, he could quickly discern friend from foe, but if he stood out more here, he might really reveal his identity. For now, it was time to leave it to Federick or Glenn and step back. "I've returned." Raon dusted off the dirt and blood on his clothes and bowed his head to Glenn, who was standing in front of the flames. Glenn looked at Raon with complex eyes before turning away. "Hey!" Martha ran up from the right and thrust her face forward. "Where did the so-called Division Leader go and why are you only coming back now... sir!" She frowned as if displeased, but still added "sir" at the end. "There wasn't much meaning in fighting anyway, since it was a Six Kings alliance." Burren shrugged, saying he didn't have much to do. "I was just in the back." Runaan blinked, saying she only protected the swordsmen with frost. "Me, me too!" Dorian scratched his head, grinning sheepishly. "You're all so soft on Raon." Martha snorted, looking at the smiling Light Wind division. "Raon moved alone because he trusts me. It means he's leaving it to me anytime." Rimmer pounded his chest as if saying to leave it to him anytime. "But what's with that old man?" He narrowed his eyes, looking at the Ghost King's corpse in Raon's hand. "He was an assassin killing people on the outskirts. I chased and caught him as he was trying to escape." Raon put down the Ghoul King's corpse in front of everyone. "An assassin?" "Yes. He called himself the Ghost King." Raon mentioned the Ghost King's name to make Derus's danger more apparent. "Ghost King...?" "If it's the Ghost King! He's one of the greatest assassins of the previous generation!" "He's not just a simple assassin! They say he was even a Grandmaster in martial prowess during his active days!" "You tracked down and killed such a monster?" "He's really insane..." "I thought I'd never be surprised by what the Light Wind Division Leader does anymore, but this is..." The Six Kings' martial artists and magicians looked at Raon with shaking eyes, as if they had encountered a monster beyond common sense. "If it's the Ghost King..." Roenn approached with round eyes and examined the Ghost King's face. "He once came to kill me and ran away. He was so confident he didn't even hide his face. It's exactly the same, minus the wrinkles." He nodded, confirming the Ghost King's face. "Even I couldn't catch him because he was so fast. You're amazing." Roenn laughed heartily, saying Raon had done something truly remarkable. "That monster..." "As expected, he didn't just move without reason." "He's so handsome today." Martha twisted her lips as if dumbfounded, Burren exhaled in admiration as if he had expected it, and Runaan nodded calmly. Glenn turned his back on the sinking House Robert. He raised his Heavenly Tremor sword while meeting the eyes of the many gathered here. "In the name of the Six Kings. No, in the name of the Five Kings, I declare. From this moment on, Derus Robert and all who bear the name Robert are enemies of the continent." Glenn's cry carried a grand dignity that seemed to spread not just across this coast, but throughout the entire continent. Hundreds of birds and image magic rose into the sky, conveying his voice and anger to heaven and earth. 'The dream I've longed for even in my sleep has finally come true.' The vow he made at birth had been fulfilled after 20 years. The sense of fulfillment from achieving his dream gave new vigor to his tired body and soul. 'However...' This isn't the end, it's the beginning. Derus's plans haven't stopped yet. He had to keep following and shatter everything of his. 'Especially Derus's neck, I won't give that up.' Even if it was Glenn, he had no intention of handing over Derus's neck. He would rise to Transcendence and cut off his body and soul himself. Raon clenched his teeth on his deepened anger while making a new resolution in his heart. Meanwhile, in another place... "So the Ghost King is dead." Derus Robert frowned, rubbing his temples. "Dead...?" Kubara widened her eyes as if asking what he meant. "The signal from the Rage Worm I placed in the Ghost King's heart has been cut off." Derus Robert exhaled a deep sigh. "Stupid old man. I told him to just bring the Soul-Severing Orb." He gritted his molars, saying he had given the Ghost King too much free will. Kubara also lowered her head, seeming to understand the situation now. "If the Ghost King in the cave is dead..." "Yes. It's Raon Zieghart." Derus frowned, brushing up his blood-soaked bangs. 'It can only be him.' The Ghost King was supposed to bring the Soul-Severing Orb imbued with the blood and resentment of dying children. If he who was in the cave died, the culprit could only be Raon Zieghart. 'Nothing's going right.' His identity was revealed, House Robert fell, and he even lost the Soul-Severing Orb that could create a large number of Water Demon Guests. His head felt like it was about to explode with anger and frustration. "Raon Zieghart!" Derus finally couldn't hold back and struck the rock he was leaning against. The rock crumbled to dust at his fist's touch. "I'm sorry. I should have gone to retrieve it myself..." Kubara didn't move from her spot even as rock fragments fell on her head. "Never mind that, just report the situation." "...Bardiel and Beorn are moving to the safe house. Although the damage is significant, thanks to our preparations, we've preserved our main forces." She bowed her head, saying that the strongest from House Robert - the Ziun Division, the White Frost Division, and the Ghost Demon Division - had survived. "When will they arrive at the safe house?" "They should arrive around noon tomorrow, as they need to take a detour." Derus let out a low groan at the pain from the wound on his chest. 'Why is this damn wound healing so slowly? Even Glenn's sword wounds weren't this bad...' He bit his lip, looking down at the wound incomprehensibly. "Uriel!" Derus raised his gaze towards Uriel, who was standing at the edge of the cliff. "You know, don't you? Raon Zieghart. What on earth is he?" "I have a question too." Uriel looked at Derus with an expression as if the world had collapsed. "Do I look like a pigeon or a live chicken?" He asked an absurd question with elegant eyes. "What? What are you saying..." Derus widened his eyes at Uriel's distorted expression. "I asked if I look like a pigeon or a live chicken." Uriel frowned, his wings folded. "This crazy..." Derus exhaled empty air, as if he hadn't expected this question. "You there." Uriel called out to Kubara instead of Derus, who didn't answer. "Ah, yes..." Kubara bowed her head, her lips trembling. "Do I look like a pigeon or a live chicken to you too?" "No. You're wrapped in the noblest light, more than any other being." She lowered her gaze after answering sincerely. "I know that too. I'm different from you humans. But that Raon called me a pigeon. That ugly word won't leave my mind." Uriel swallowed dryly, fingering the trumpet at his waist. "Stop talking nonsense! He must have forcibly mocked you!" Derus struck his hand down hard, saying to stop the nonsense. "Just tell me what's attached to him! What is that ugly power you mentioned..." "It's a demon king." Uriel raised his eyelids with a calmer expression. "...A demon king?" "Yes. And not just any demon king, but Wrath, the Monarch of frost, who oversees anger." He frowned, saying the power Raon used was Wrath's authority. "Wrath... So that's it! That's why!" Derus split his lips wide, looking at the wounds on his chest and back of his hand. "Yes. That explains his talent and memories!" He exclaimed that he had finally found the being behind Raon. "And though it might be my imagination..." Uriel turned his back on Derus, who was bursting into laughter. He exhaled softly, looking at his own chest where the wound was slowly healing. "The power of the Rings too." Meanwhile, the leaders of the Five Kings immediately held a Five Kings Conference after destroying House Robert. "Derus Robert was somewhat prepared for this. He pulled out quite a lot of troops before we arrived." Roseline, the leader of the Black Market, continued speaking, pointing at the list of House Robert's personnel. "The Ziun Division, White Frost Division, and Ghost Demon Division escaped to the sea first, while others bought time as these forces retreated." She let out a hollow laugh, saying they were tough humans. "How much of their forces escaped?" King Lecross raised his hand and asked. "Roughly half of Robert's forces, to put it briefly." Roseline sighed, saying they were all strong individuals. "How's the pursuit going?" Glenn narrowed his eyes, looking at the continental map. "They disappeared without using a Dimensional Gate. It seems they used that divine power." Roseline shook her head, saying the pursuit wouldn't be easy. "But the good news is..." She smiled, pointing at House Robert marked with an X. "We prevented the other half from flowing to Derus." "Right. We should look at what we gained rather than what we lost." Chamber nodded, agreeing with Roseline's words. "Derus must have been preparing for war, given how many resources he had. That will be a great help in our future battles." She wiggled her fingers, saying they had obtained food, weapons, equipment, and even elixirs. "Our agents are searching the entire continent, so you don't need to worry too much." Roseline lightly tapped her chest, as if saying to just give her time. After relaying a few more facts, she sat down. "Let's end part one here for now." As Chamber clapped her hands, saying her head hurt, all the neutral faction leaders who had been seated left. Only the Five Kings leaders and Roseline remained. "It seems the Six Kings and Five demons title keep changing lately, but for now we can settle on Five Kings and Five Demons." Chamber bit her lip, as if annoyed. "Derus Robert. It's all because of him." Ogram shook his clenched fist, still seeming upset. "Why, why did he do it..." Larian tilted her head, as if curious about the reason. "At this point, the reason doesn't matter." King Lecross shook his head, saying they were just beings that needed to be cut down. "It's a bit awkward to say this here, but there's something we need to address." Chamber raised a finger while creating a mana barrier to prevent sound from escaping. "What is it?" "The relationship between Raon Zieghart and Derus Robert." Her gaze bent deeply towards Glenn. "You must be the most curious, old man?"