The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 750 Raon nodded, tightening his grip on the Heavenly Drive. 'We have been in the family for a long time this time.' Generally, when a martial division returns from a mission, they rest for two weeks to a month depending on the extent of their injuries before taking on the next assignment. The Light Wind division was able to focus solely on training for nearly four months thanks to Glenn's consideration. 'It's time for the swordsmen to gain some real combat experience.' The current martial prowess of the Light Wind division was undoubtedly strong. With two top-tier Grandmasters, four high-ranking Masters, and everyone except Yua and Julius being at least Master level, it was no exaggeration to call them the strongest martial division of Zieghart. However, since all the swordsmen had only been training and sparring for four months, they felt the need for real combat experience. It was the right time to receive a mission. "Understood." Raon lowered the Heavenly Drive and looked at Glenn. "I'll attend the next executive meeting to receive our mission." "There's no need for that." Glenn waved his hand dismissively. "The mission for the Light Wind division has already been decided." He lowered his gaze, indicating that he had made the decision himself. "What kind of mission is it?" While practical experience was indeed important, the content of the mission was equally crucial, so he immediately asked the question. "We've received information that a Floor Master from the Black Tower and a Sword Lord from the Holy Sword Alliance are meeting." Glenn's red eyes became as dry as dried blood. "The cross-verification between the Shadow Agents and the Black Market is complete, so the information is reliable." "If a Floor Master and a Sword Lord are meeting..." Raon furrowed his brow. With the Black Tower and Holy Sword Alliance meeting, he could guess the reason. "Yes. The reason is obvious." Glenn nodded, reading Raon's expression. "It's likely an exchange of swords or swordsmanship techniques for artifacts." He twisted his lips, suggesting that the two forces would be making a deal. "I think the same." Raon rubbed his chin, following Glenn's gaze. 'The Holy Sword Alliance is obsessed with swords, while the Black Tower is fixated on demonic energy and artifacts.' Since the Holy Sword Alliance and the Black Tower desired different things, the possibility of them meeting to exchange items was the highest. "Your mission is to ambush the exchange between the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Alliance, seize their swordsmanship techniques and artifacts, and eliminate the Sword Lord and Floor Master." Glenn lowered his eyebrows, indicating that facing two forces wouldn't be easy. "Can you do it?" "We will." Raon met Glenn's cold gaze with a faint smile. "The challenge makes it worthwhile." While facing the Black Tower and Holy Sword Alliance simultaneously would undoubtedly be arduous, it was an appropriate mission to test his and the Light Wind division's martial prowess. -Ugh, you're such a pervert... Wrath shuddered as if disgusted. -I pity my subordinates! He raised his hand high, promising to save them someday. "Where is the location?" Raon threw Wrath aside and approached Glenn. "It's in the Lawless Zone Hollam, located in the southwest. However, the exact time is uncertain." Glenn frowned, suggesting they would need to go in advance and wait. "The Shadow Agents' Leader will visit the Light Wind division tomorrow, so get the detailed information from him." "Understood." Raon nodded, mentally reviewing the information he had received from Glenn. "Then let's begin the final lesson." Glenn smiled faintly, mentioning that today would be the last. "It's a bit disappointing." Raon briefly smacked his lips. Thanks to these sessions, he had been able to grasp many intricacies of swordsmanship, but hearing it was the last one made him sigh involuntarily. "Ahem!" Glenn cleared his throat, his earlobes turning red. 'Does that mean he wants to be with me?' Hearing his grandson express regret about their time together ending, Glenn's heart raced as if it would burst, and heat rose to his face. He forcibly suppressed the trembling corners of his mouth. "Well, if you achieve appropriate merit, there's no reason I can't continue teaching you." Glenn forced strength into his thinning voice and averted his wavering gaze. "I'll do my best." Raon nodded, thumping his left chest with his right hand. "Hmm." Glenn bit his lip as he looked at Raon again. Martial prowess, character, personality, and even an appearance resembling his own. His grandson's image, lacking nothing, made him feel full even though he hadn't eaten dinner. However, to properly nurture this child, he had to keep proceeding seriously from now on. "Then let's begin today's lesson." Glenn exhaled a long breath, cooling the heat from his volcano-like face. "The final lesson always includes a test." The smile that had been on his face cooled into a stern expression. "Clash with everything you've learned and accumulated." Glenn raised the Heavenly Tremor, his voice dry. Raon swallowed the saliva pooled in his 'Everything...' Unlike the sparring with Rimmer, Glenn seemed to want Raon to show a sword that encompassed everything he had in an instant. 'Then there's only one option.' Sword Domain: Heaven's Rift. The Heaven's Rift that grew with the Ten Thousand Swords was the only way to answer Glenn's test. -You're right, brat. Wrath curled his lips as he looked at Glenn. -That old man wants to feel the very essence of your martial prowess. He furrowed his brow with a voice that sounded somewhat envious. 'I understand.' Raon took a slow breath and stood before Glenn. He raised his concentration by resonating the Ring of Fire to its extreme. As if Glenn Zieghart was the only one existing in this world, the sky faded away, the earth sank, and time slowed down. All he could see before him was the strongest martial artist. "Sword Domain: Heaven's Rift." Uttering words that seemed like a spell, he swung down the Heavenly Drive. As the silver blade cut between heaven and earth, he drew out all the swords and techniques he had built up in his mental world. The precision sword and the demonic sword intertwined, darkening within the white sword light. However, the energy within the Heavenly Drive sword did not diminish; instead, it amplified, bringing forth a more brilliant and vivid golden glow. An immense sword strike of unfathomable reach extended, twisting the earth's axis and crumbling all the surrounding walls. Glenn's Heavenly Tremor, which had blocked the Heavenly Drive, trembled slightly. His hardened expression changed to a smile, as if proud of Raon. "Your path is not straight, but it is the right one." (E/N: Referring to the fact he is not single-mindedly focusing on one aspect) As Glenn twisted his wrist upward, Raon's Heaven's Rift surged like a divine dragon, bringing a dim dawn to the purple morning sky. "Hah..." Raon exhaled deeply and slumped down. Having poured everything out in an instant, he didn't even have the strength to stand. 'Has it changed...?' He had thought he hadn't grown much, but the power of Heaven's Rift had become stronger than he had imagined. If this sword domain had emerged during his sparring with Rimmer, the latter would have been seriously injured. "Excellent." Glenn smiled as he shook off the finely trembling Heavenly Tremor. "Your swordsmanship achievement is especially outstanding. Even a Transcendent Warrior would find it difficult to defeat you with swordsmanship alone." He nodded approvingly. "Ah..." "The efforts you've made as naturally as breathing are accumulating in your body and soul. That foundation will explode like fireworks the moment you reach Transcendence, so don't be impatient." Glenn offered advice in a gentle voice, as if he understood all of Raon's concerns. "Then, the test..." "You've passed, of course. You can go now." He patted Raon's shoulder, asking him to take good care of the Light Wind division. Raon bit his lip and nodded. Being acknowledged for his swordsmanship by Glenn made him happier than receiving numerous rewards. He could feel his heart pounding. "Come to the Lord's Manor with the Light Wind division on the morning of your departure." With those final words, Glenn left the training ground. "Phew..." Raon lay spread-eagled on the shattered floor of the training ground. "This is fun." Having someone who could accept all of him was incredibly enjoyable. A smile naturally spread across his face. -N-Next time... Wrath rolled his round eyes as he descended onto Raon's shoulder. -I might be able to receive it too. 'Huh?' -I'm talking about your Sword Domain! I'm saying I'll receive it next time! He wiggled his round hand, saying it was okay to come at him with full force. 'Why so suddenly?' -W-Well, there's what you said before. Ahem, for various reasons... Wrath quickly averted his gaze, seeming embarrassed. 'I don't know the reason, but I won't be eating any late-night snacks.' -It's not because of late-night snacks! He yelled, grabbing at his collar. -You idiot! * * * Chad, the Shadow Agents' Leader, climbed onto the platform with heavy steps. He bowed his head, meeting the eyes of the fervent swordsmen. "I'm Chad from the Shadow Agents. This mission is a dangerous task to ambush the transaction between the Holy Sword Alliance and the Black Tower, and eliminate both forces. The location is the Lawless Zone Hollam..." Chad flipped through the documents, explaining the details of the mission. "As befits a lawless zone, Hollam has no security and is open on all sides, allowing for escape in any direction. If you don't catch them at the moment of the transaction, you might lose them, so you need to be prepared. Moreover, there are leaders who control that area..." After mentioning the points to be cautious about, he stepped back. "Then, I wish the Light Wind division good fortune in battle." "Thank you for coming all this way." Raon hid his searching gaze and bowed politely to Chad. "The Black Tower and the Holy Sword Alliance?" "Are we facing both of them at once?" "...It won't be easy, will it?" Even in their confident state, the swordsmen felt the pressure of facing two forces simultaneously. Raon stood in front of the platform and clapped his hands loudly. The swordsmen stopped their chatter, straightened their backs, and raised their gazes. "As you've all heard, this mission won't be easy. We need to eliminate both the Black Tower and the Holy Sword Alliance, and seize their items. It's naturally dangerous, and our plan and execution must be perfect. If our sword team doesn't move like a well-oiled machine, we're bound to fail." "Ugh..." Dorian swallowed dryly, his eyes swinging like a pendulum. "However!" Raon lowered his hand and grasped the hilt of the Heavenly Drive. "This mission was given directly to the Light Wind division by the Head of House. It means he trusts us." At the mention of Glenn's trust, the swordsmen's eyes flashed as sharp as blade tips. "Through this mission, show the martial prowess you've built up without reservation. It's time to prove that the Light Wind division is the continent's strongest martial force." Raon drew the Heavenly Drive and pointed it at the sky. The swordsmen also drew their swords as if they had been waiting for this moment, thrusting them skyward. Over thirty sword auras blazed simultaneously, forming a massive greatsword that seemed to pierce the heavens. "Huh!" Chad, who had stepped back, let out a gasp as he witnessed the bizarre yet mystical scene of all the swordsmen having reached the Master level. 'This is unbelievable...' He had heard that most of the Light Wind division's swordsmen had become Masters, but seeing it with his own eyes evoked shock beyond mere admiration. It was no exaggeration to call them the continent's strongest martial force, as Raon had said. 'I'm glad I've established connections here!' The Shadow Agents' Leader rubbed his hands together like a fly as he looked at Raon's broad back. 'My life is set!' The next dawn. Before going to see Glenn, Raon unleashed the Mystic Soul Sword on the lake behind the annex building. As befitting a Transcendent sword technique, it showed different aspects the more he practiced it, and with his mind at ease, he had been focusing on the Mystic Soul Sword lately. After performing the final form of the Mystic Soul Sword, he turned around to find Sylvia standing blankly, holding a tray. "Mother?" "Ah! S-Sorry." She lightly patted her cheeks as if coming to her senses. "Is something wrong?" "...No, it's nothing." Sylvia shook her head and held out the tray she was carrying. "I prepared this so you won't be hungry on your way to the mission." She offered him toast that was still steaming, telling him to eat it before it got cold. However, Sylvia still looked confused. She seemed worried, probably knowing the content of this mission. "Don't worry too much." Raon smiled as he accepted the toast Sylvia had prepared. "I feel like I won't lose to anyone right now." "...I see." Sylvia showed her usual smile, as if choosing to believe him. "Be careful out there." As always, she said she trusted him and returned to the annex with weary steps. -Mother's smile is fake. Wrath squinted his eyes, as if he too had sensed something off about Sylvia. 'You're right.' Raon took a bite of the toast. -No, that's not it! Judging by this crispy and savory toast, everything's completely normal! Wrath raised his arms high, insisting there was nothing to worry about. -Premium ham, premium cheese! This is Mother's taste! He grinned, saying that Sylvia's taste was the taste of happiness. "Hmm..." He swallowed the remaining half of the toast in one bite and smacked his lips. 'I'll have to ask her after the mission is over.' Although he was worried, there was no time now. Raon wiped the oil from his hands and headed towards the Lord's Manor to announce his departure. "Division Leader Raon Zieghart and the Light Wind division. We will complete the mission as ordered by the Head of House and return." Raon and the Light Wind division knelt in the center of the audience chamber and bowed their heads. "Hmm!" Glenn looked down at the Light Wind division with their composed gazes and smiled with satisfaction. 'They're all so dedicated.' There were no longer any children showing inexperience. Each of them exuded an aura like seasoned veterans, so despite the difficult mission, he wasn't worried. However, summoning the Light Wind division wasn't just to see this sight. 'Raon.' He wanted to encourage his grandson in front of the executives before his first mission since becoming part of the direct lineage. "Ahem. Well..." Just as Glenn was about to offer the advice he had been refining for two days, Balder, the True Martial Palace Master, stepped forward. "You've become unrecognizably strong since I last saw you!" Balder nodded his head emphatically, as if impressed. "With your current strength, you could bend anyone in half! But be careful of those Black Tower fellows! They always resort to dirty tricks!" "We'll keep that in mind." Raon nodded towards Balder, who had offered the first piece of advice. "Yeah! Let's have a drink when you return!" Balder laughed heartily, making a gesture of downing a drink. "Ugh..." Glenn's brow furrowed deeply. 'That damn fool...' The first advice was supposed to be his, but that uncouth son of his had barged in and ruined everything. 'No, it's fine.' Balder's words were more like well-wishes than advice. There was no need to be the first one to speak. "Phew." Just as Glenn took a deep breath and was about to speak, Karoon, the Central Martial Palace Master, raised his chin. "You are undoubtedly strong. Strong enough to be confident. However, that confidence must not lead to carelessness. When you're on a mission, even if your opponent seems like a rabbit, wield your sword as if facing a lion. Give your all at every moment." Unlike Balder, Karoon offered necessary advice to the Light Wind division in a respectful tone. "...Thank you for your advice." Raon briefly met Karoon's eyes before bowing his head. Chak. Glenn raised his hand and smacked his own forehead. His two sons had each given the first words of encouragement and the first piece of advice. The words he had prepared in advance melted away in his mind. "G-Go and come back safely." In the end, he weakly waved his hand, unable to say the words he had prepared. "Sigh..." Rimmer, who had grasped the situation, shook his head. "Yes. We will all return safely." Raon performed a sword salute as if making a pledge, then left the audience chamber. "He's incredible. How did he raise those kids to Master level?" Balder chuckled, saying that the Light Wind division had progressed faster than he himself had reached Master level. "But why the sudden advice, brother? Have you finally grown up a bit?" "Is that something you should be saying?" Karoon snorted and turned his back. "I know everything, you know? I heard you called Burren and taught him separately! What's with this change of heart?" Balder grinned, sticking close to Karoon as if teasing him. "Keep your useless thoughts to yourself." Karoon pushed Balder away and stood in the center of the audience chamber. "Head of House. I'll be taking my leave now." "Ah, me too! I have some business to attend to." As the two bowed to Glenn and were about to leave the audience chamber, the door slammed shut with a force that seemed like it might break. "Where do you think you're going?" Glenn's eyes blazed red as if looking at mortal enemies, and his voice was as cold as ice. "You two are staying."