The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 874
Chapter 874
“Sword of Thunder….”
Raon let out a small groan as he met Glenn’s intense eyes.
“It must be a strong and perfect sword since it was forged by the master, but I’m not sure it’s right for me.”
He now possesses the auras of fire, frost, wind, and earth from Swordzon.
While the Thunder Blade Glenn is teaching him will be devastating, he’s not convinced it will help him, having already mastered the four elemental auras.
“Too much power can be poison.
I’ve mastered fire and frost, and I’m getting used to wind, but I’m still a long way from being an earth auror.
He wondered if he would be able to use his thunderbolt properly in his current state.
“You’re not the first to think so, given the number of attributes you’ve mastered.”
Glenn set his jaw, as if anticipating my question.
“As you say, most Transcendents focus on one or two attributes. Not because they don’t need to, but because it takes too much time and effort to master the others.”
He lowered his eyebrows, noting that someone who had learnt to be a fire auror would need more than three times as long to master cold.
“But you are different, Raon.”
A star of anticipation rose above Glenn’s red eyes.
“Even as an Expert, you used fire and frost at your disposal, and as a Master, you fused them into your swordplay, and now you have created a swordplay that incorporates the wind.”
He nodded his head in a grandiose gesture of pride.
“And yet your bowl is far from full. Even when you have perfected the Earth Auror and forged the Thunder Blade you are about to learn, your rank will be higher than that.”
Glenn laughed, never having seen anyone with such a large bowl of martial learning.
“You may think it promiscuous now, but when the auror and the martial arts you have learnt become one, there will be no one who can stand above you.”
He looked up at the dark night sky, as if to say that even he could be surpassed.
“I doubt it.”
Raon shook his head firmly.
“I could train for the rest of my life to reach that level.
After ascending to Transcendence, the Glen seemed even more exalted. It was exhausting to watch. The realisation of how high up the trestle supporting Siegfried was gave him goosebumps.
“No, you can do it.”
Glenn jerked his chin in a convincing, unhesitating manner.
“Maybe even beyond bridles and laws.”
He laughed, as if he, too, were not bound by the law of cause and effect.
-The Bone King is of a similar mind.
Rath wagged a finger at his inspirer, glad to be on the same page after all these years.
-With that ring of deceit you have, you could learn to wield a brain sword or a damned sword.
He muttered that the bowl grew larger, with nine rings of fire.
-But don’t let your guard down, for the Bone King will eat your flesh if he gets the chance!
“Tomorrow?
-Not to-morrow, but as soon as the opportunity presents itself!
‘Oh, I was going to roast a whole dragon to-morrow, but it won’t be possible.
Raon said with a disappointed smile.
-…My, King Bone will be busy tomorrow, so it might be okay?
‘No, no, no. It’s dangerous, so you should just eat what they give you.
5 You shake your head as you say that you’ll eat at the restaurant in the theatre.
-Just eat it, I won’t take it away from you!
Rath shouted that he wouldn’t take it away until tomorrow or the day after, so he roasted a dragon and told him to eat it.
He said it was aiming for the body, but to him, it looked like it had already given up.
“I think we have an understanding, shall we begin?”
Glenn said, placing his hand on the hilt of the Jincheon Sword.
“The name of the sword art is Thunderbolt.”
“Thunderbolt…?”
“It’s not just an auror technique, it’s a martial art that incorporates swordsmanship like kung fu.”
He gripped his sword, saying that it was inspired by the karate ball he used.
“As I said, it’s meant to be used in conjunction with a spear, so take a good look at it.”
Glenn drew his Jincheon with tedious slowness. He pointed it at the ground and took a short breath.
Hoooooooo!
In the blink of an eye, Glenn’s sword had already touched the sky, and the once clear night sky had been stained with dark clouds.
Digging in!
The Thunder Dragon’s pupils filled with crimson thunderbolts as it wriggled through the black clouds.
Qi Yi Ying!
Glenn silently slashed down with the Qin Tian Sword, and the stalks of red thunderbolts that filled the sky became a single sword.
Kuwaaaaaaah!
A sword strike that transcended the concept of speed landed in front of him and Glenn, causing a tremendous shockwave. Even with the force of his feet, he was knocked backwards.
“That’s the Thunderbolt’s tenth superhuman strength thunderbolt.”
Glenn lightly brushed off the hand that held the Qin Tian Sword as he spoke of the first season of the Thunder Sword.
“Ah….”
Raon blinked at the black hole in front of him.
“Such speed and power, it’s hard to keep up.
Moments ago, Glenn had compressed the sky-filled brain energy into a blade-thin sliver and slammed it down.
The shockwave had been so powerful that it had shaken his body, but it had only left a tiny hole in the ground, proving that the control and control of the thunderbolt was overwhelming.
He’d seen many thunderbolt magic and sword techniques, but he’d never seen anything quite like this.
It was condensed to the extreme, and it seemed that even the Sword Realm Divine Barrier couldn’t stop it.
-Cao, Cao, you’re good.
Rath stuttered twice and shook his head.
-It’s time for Inspiration to leave, but I don’t know why he’s getting stronger and stronger.
He wiped his dry lips with his tongue, clearly embarrassed.
‘Am I going to lose now?
-Nonsense! I win!
Rath shook his head vigorously, saying that demons never lose.
“What do you say, do you want to learn?”
Glenn held out his hands as if to indicate that he would do as he pleased.
“You’re not a swordsman if you walk away after seeing this.”
Raon blew out a short breath and nodded.
“I’ll try.”
If he refused in the face of what Glenn had just shown him, he was no swordsman. I had to accept.
“Good resolve.”
Glenn beamed with pride, as if he knew I would.
“Now, then, I’ll give you the Thunderbolt’s salvation and first meal.”
He stood and recited the Thunderer’s theory in a single breath.
Raon resonated the ring of fire and memorised Glenn’s words, word for word.
“Your method of operation is not difficult.
Glenn could have made it more esoteric, but it was as easy to understand as an intermediate sword technique.
It was as if he had created it from the beginning to pass on to others.
“Next up is herbivory.”
After Glenn had finished conveying the Thunder God’s formula, he grabbed the Qin Tian Sword and stepped forward.
He demonstrated every stance from the first to the twelfth in detail before lowering the sword.
”It’s really like a companion to the spear sword.”
Glenn’s words were true, the first movements of the Thunder God’s sword art were paired with the first movements of the spear sword.
An easily understandable composition and a familiar sword technique. If he wasn’t mistaken, Glenn had made the Thunderball for him.
‘Probably right.
Grandpa wouldn’t need to create any more martial arts.
The current Glenn could express his swordplay at its peak just by swinging it. It was clear that he had not created such an organised system for himself, but for others.
“You will be able to put more value into the sword than I ever could. I look forward to seeing it.”
Glenn told him to draw everything on the Ten Thousand Swords, then sheathed the Jintian Sword.
“Thank you.”
Raon lifted the First Heavenly Sword and sheathed it.
“I will master the Thunderbolt to perfection and make it useful to Siegfried.”
“I’m glad to hear that, but I’ve taught you this for you, not for Siegfried.”
Glenn stepped forward and gripped his shoulder.
“Think of yourself a little.”
He smiled weakly, reminding her to take it easy.
“Like your master, resting on his sword, even in death.”
“Ah, yes….”
Raon smirked as he sheathed his true soulblade.
“Then let’s get back to it.”
Glenn took a step back, offering to help her steady herself.
“Good luck!”
Raon bowed deeply, then drew his Celestial Blade.
* * *
It wasn’t until the night had passed, and the late sun had risen, that Glenn lowered his hand.
“That’s enough.”
Glenn nodded in satisfaction.
“Now that you have the form, I think you can learn it on your own.”
“Thanks.”
“I thought I’d need a few days to teach you, but I can’t believe you realised the basics in one night….”
He chuckled in disbelief.
“Your bowl seems to be getting bigger and bigger.”
Glenn narrowed his eyes, as if he could master other jutsu besides brain power.
“That’s because my grandfather taught me well.”
“Oh, really?”
The corner of Glenn’s mouth twitched at the mention of his grandfather.
“Yep. It was easy to understand, both the old and the new, thank you. Grandpa.”
“Huh!”
Glenn paused for a moment, as if impressed that Raon had realised his intentions.
“Well, well. Go and get some rest. Bar, you’ve been up all night.”
He gasped and waved a hand to hide his excitement.
“You’ve done well.”
Raon said he’d come back later and left Gaju’s training grounds.
“Great swordsmanship.
He snapped his fingers and drew a thin smile.
“Strength, speed, and two-for-one.
The strengths of the Thunderbolt are the speed and ferocity of a thunderbolt sword technique.
But beyond that, its swordplay was both epic and esoteric.
Even a Transcendent of the same level would find it difficult to stop it once they saw it.
‘To learn such a sword technique in a single night, even I find it absurd.
Even if you were a Transcendent, it would be impossible for you to learn a top-notch sword technique overnight.
Even for him, it would have taken him at least a week to get his stance right, and he hadn’t expected to learn Glenn’s Thunderbolt in just one night.
I felt like I was becoming a monster, both mentally and physically, as my fire ring reached 9 stars.
-It’s a scam.
Ras shook his head in disbelief.
-Where the hell did you get that damn ring?
‘I don’t know. I don’t know….’
He glanced back at Glenn, whose cheeks and ears were flushed red from the centre of the stage, and let out a small sigh.
‘The closer I get to someone else….’
I feel a pang in my chest.
Glenn considers himself a natural genius, but the secret to his talent is the Ring of Fire.
It is thanks to the Ring of Fire that he is able to master the True Ten Thousand Sword, and that he is able to gather multiple attributes simultaneously without slowing down.
To explain this honestly, I would have to bring up my past life, and I’m not sure I’m up to the task.
“It’s funny how I know I shouldn’t do something, but I want to do it.
He wants to continue living as Raon Siegheart, but he also has a guilty conscience, wanting to reveal the truth to those who believe in him.
‘Whatever it is, it’s probably the first time….’
He paused, watching Lars sing the Dragon Roast song.
“It would be him.
She doesn’t know what he thinks, but he’s the closest thing she has to a friend.
It was only right to tell him first before revealing the secret to anyone else.
-What a jerk.
Rath waved his hand as if to say, ‘Go grill some meat.
‘That’s it. You bastard.
Raon snorted and turned away.
* * *
Raon snorted and turned away.
He’d trained all night before he’d even had a chance to recover, and he couldn’t wait to get to bed.
As he hurried towards the annexe, he heard someone breathing heavily at the back of Pedric’s mansion.
‘That can’t be….’
Raon slipped into the small garden behind Frederick’s mansion with a start.
He ducked out of sight, and when he looked up, he saw Aris running through the garden.
“Hmph! Hmph!”
She’d been running for a while now, and her forehead and top were damp with sweat.
“Still no sign of the Aurors.
Aris was running through the garden with all her might, despite the empty blackouts and the hollowness of her missing muscles, and the desperation in her expression was palpable.
‘You’re up already.
I had seen her doing push-ups indoors, but I hadn’t realised she was already outside running.
“It’s you.
I genuinely admired her for getting back up and running after being betrayed by her son and losing all the strength she had built up over decades.
-She still has a strong spirit.
Rath nodded in admiration.
‘Indeed. She made a good decision.
-Decision? What do you mean?
‘….’
Raon didn’t answer, as if he wanted to see for himself.
“Ra, Raon?”
Aris stopped pacing and narrowed her eyes.
“What happened this morning?”
Her eyes fluttered, as if she still felt sorry for herself.
“I’m on my way to learn swordsmanship from my lord.”
“Ah, I heard you captured a dragon and your father agreed to teach you swordsmanship….”
Aris clapped her hands in approval.
Her vessel could feel it in the way he praised her, unflinching despite his loss of power.
“I also brought a gift for my aunt on my way back from Seifia.”
Raon smiled faintly and pulled out a subspace pouch.
“Will you accept it?”
“Of course! I’ll eat anything my nephew gives me, even bread made of mud!”
Aris stretched out her arms, willing to accept. Her emotions weren’t all sorted out yet, but I could see she was trying to get through it.
“Thank you.”
Raon nodded and pulled out a dragon heart from his subspace pocket that emitted a rainbow-coloured glow.
“…A dragon heart?”
Aris looked at the Dragon Heart and lowered her outstretched hand.
“Hey, why are you giving this to me….”
“It’s the Dragon Heart of a creature I caught this time, and I wanted to give it to my aunt.”
“No!”
Aris slapped her hand down hard, as if she didn’t understand.
“I’m the idiot who was stabbed by my son and lost my powers! I’m the reason your master died, so why would you give me this precious thing!”
She shook her head, telling him to take it back.
“I’m giving it to you because you’re my aunt, not anyone else.”
Raon grabbed Aris’s wrist as she tried to pull her arm away.
“You helped me when no one else would, and you didn’t mind handing over the Dragon Heart you got after you captured Kaivar. I’m giving it to you because you taught me to.”
Aris had always helped her without expecting anything in return.
She didn’t want anything in return, but rather to ease his pain.
“You look best when you’re confident.”
Raon laughed as he placed the Dragon Heart in Aris’s hand.
“You have revenge to take on Derus, and you have a promise to Marta.”
He bowed his head, bidding her to return to Aris Siegheart, the pirate king.
“….”
Aris clenched her teeth and stared at the dragon heart in her hand, a hazy glaze beginning to form over her eyes.
“Next time, I’d like to see you in your true regal form.”
“…Thank you.”
Arisu’s voice trembled as she bowed her head deeply.
“No.”
Raon waved his hand dismissively and turned away.
“Master Raon. Thank you.”
As she turned to leave the garden, Lavawyn, hiding in the doorway, bent down to her.
“No, thank you for always watching over my aunt.”
Raon thanked Lavawyn face to face and headed back to the annex.
-So she was crazy to give me a lizard heart.
Rath nodded in understanding.
“You’ve done a lot for me.
-Come on, there’s a demon who’s helped you more than you can count….
He paused, as if to see if he could think of anyone else.
‘What would you like to receive?
“Nadine buns?
-You madman!
Rath shouted and swung his fist.
-I won’t eat that shit even if you give it to me! Six letters! You can see that with a little thought!
‘Six letters… Ah!
Laon stared at the air, then clapped his hands with his mate.
“Whole Nadine Buns?
-Why would you bake Nadine’s bread in a whole bun, you fool!
Rath rolled his eyes in disbelief.
“Then what is it?
-You know everything!
“You said I was clueless, and I can’t think of anything.
-You might as well be dead!
“I’ve almost died many times, and you’ve saved me every time.
-Crrrrr!
As Raon chuckled at Rath’s taunts, he felt someone running towards him from behind, using a jutsu.
“Clown Lord!”
I turned around to see Chad the Clown running towards me, waving a white envelope.
“Lord Bai?”
“A letter from the Great, Great Lord!”
Chad gasped and held the letter out to him.
“I should have seen you yesterday, but I was busy at work, so I thought I’d send it to you now….”
“Oh, that’s okay.”
Raon smiled faintly and took the letter from Chad.
“Borgoth?”
Raon’s eyes widened at the name on the letter. It was from Borgoth, the dwarven craftsman Sterin had promised to speak to.
“Unexpectedly prompt.
Sterin had said he might be slow to reply, but his arrival not long after their arrival in Siegfried proved otherwise.
‘You’ve taken a positive view?
Dragon bones, teeth, and scales are not easily touched by even the most skilful craftsmen, so I opened the letter, thinking it might be possible.
“…Huh?”
But as soon as Raon read the single line on the letter, his red eyes trembled.
“Help?”