The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

– “Get out here right now! Let’s fight, you bastard!”

Wrath challenged the system, punching the air.

‘Let’s see what’s up.’

Raon ignored Wrath’s tantrum and checked the messages hovering before him.

[You have defeated an opponent of extremely high caliber.]

[You have earned the recognition of Wrath.]

[You have witnessed the battle of the Absolutes.]

[You have achieved a great feat!]

Even the confirmation messages alone took up four lines. He really had accomplished quite a bit this time.

‘Defeating an opponent of extremely high caliber must be The Fallen One.’

Demon Slayer Spear was roughly on his level, so that “extremely high caliber” opponent had to be The Fallen One.

‘Does this message mean The Fallen One is really dead?’

The Fallen One had lived for hundreds of years and could revive immediately even after death, so even after cutting him down with Heart Sword, Raon couldn’t be completely sure.

But since that message appeared in the reward notifications, it seemed The Fallen One was truly dead this time.

‘Still, I shouldn’t let my guard down, just in case.’

Raon recalled The Fallen One’s twisted smile and looked down at the messages that followed.

‘Witnessing the battle of the Absolutes was definitely a big help.’

Glenn and the Heavenly Demon fought in the realm of Limitless, far beyond where he could reach. Even so, thanks to the Ring of Fire, he could sense the flow of their martial arts—if only faintly.

Glenn honed a Heart Sword that could cut through anything, while the Heavenly Demon forged a fist of perfect offense and defense that would never break, hammering at his soul.

Watching the sincerity of those two transcendents, he caught a clue about what path he should take.

– “Which way will you go?”

Wrath stopped punching and looked at him with curiosity.

‘Before that, which side are you on?’

Raon tilted his head toward Wrath. Since Wrath stood in the same category as Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, he wanted to know what path he had taken.

– “That’s not something you can understand with words.”

Wrath shook his head calmly, which didn’t suit him at all.

– “You’ll only know when you see and feel it for yourself, like this time.”

He snorted, telling him to check it out himself later.

‘That’s true. Then…’

Raon smiled faintly, watching Wrath grow serious.

‘I should postpone deciding my path, too.’

– “Why?”

Wrath frowned, as if asking what he meant.

‘I think you’re stronger than anyone else. I want to decide what sword I need to pursue after I’ve seen your path.’

From the day he first picked up a sword, he’d sworn to become a swordsman who would never break in order to reach his goal.

That resolve still held true, but after meeting so many people and going through so many things, other paths had begun to bloom alongside that unbreakable sword.

– “Re-really? Yo-you know a thing or two!”

Wrath wagged his tail, suddenly in a great mood.

– “If I wanted to, I could easily steam that Old Man Nadine or that Lizard Helmet!”

He grinned, claiming he could easily defeat Glenn and the Heavenly Demon.

‘Is that so.’

Raon chuckled at Wrath, who was practically blushing with excitement. He used to at least try not to lie, but now he seemed to say whatever came to mind.

‘Then now…’

– “What are you going to do?”

‘I’ll just keep looking at the messages.’

As Wrath came closer, Raon pulled up the message below.

[All stats increase by 100 points.]

[A new trait is created.]

“Huh?”

Raon’s eyes widened the moment he saw it.

“100 points?”

He knew he’d get a lot, but he didn’t expect a full 100 points at once. The words slipped out without him thinking.

“- A-again? Another 100 points?”

Wrath’s lips trembled, dumbfounded.

– “Isn’t that too much! Does that even make sense!”

He gnashed his teeth, shouting that it was too much no matter how he looked at it.

‘I deserve it, though.’

– “Why! Tell me the reason!”

Wrath frowned, insisting there was no reason he should get 100 points.

‘Why else? You acknowledged me.’

Raon pointed at the recognition message of above.

– “Ugh….”

Wrath couldn’t argue when he saw the message and only inhaled sharply.

‘Right?’

Raon patted Wrath’s trembling head and checked the new trait.

‘Heart Sword (Spirit)…’

It seemed it became Heart Sword (Spirit) instead of Heart Sword because it was a soul sword created by borrowing the power of the Soul Requiem Sword.

‘Where is the Soul Requiem Sword?’

Raon stood and looked around. Fortunately, the Soul Requiem Sword lay beside the bed alongside Heavenly Drive and the Wooden Wheel Sword.

It seemed someone had retrieved it after it had been stuck in the ground.

– “Still, it’s not like you’re just creating traits with scams.”

Wrath snorted, eyeing Heart Sword (Spirit).

– “Well, you couldn’t give the name Heart Sword to a sword that can’t even cut a single person.”

‘That’s true.’

As Wrath said, Raon’s Heart Sword was so small and weak it couldn’t even cut the soul of an ordinary person, so even the name Heart Sword (Spirit) felt excessive for now.

‘However…’

‘I’ve opened the path.’

The most important part of learning martial arts was whether you could step into that realm at all.

He’d managed to place one foot into the realm of Heart Sword. Someday, he would be able to walk that path on his own.

‘I’m looking forward to it.’

Raon smiled and brought up the next message.

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

[The grade of Trait increases.]

“Huh….”

Raon exhaled as the trait upgrade messages kept rising.

‘More than I thought.’

Ten traits had been upgraded. It had been a long time since he’d seen so many upgrade messages at once.

-“Haaa….”

Wrath let out a long sigh, like he was nauseous.

– “System! Is this damn thing really crazy! Why are you giving so much at once!”

He screamed, demanding to know what it was thinking.

– “Are you really planning to leave only bones in my main body!”

‘I can’t help it. They’re all things I used in this battle.’

It was true that a lot had been upgraded, but if he looked closely, there was a reason for each one.

– “Even so, 10 is too many!”

Wrath shook his head hard, saying he couldn’t accept it.

‘I deserve it.’

– “No, you don’t! Why do you deserve it… Huh!”

He started to protest, then snapped his mouth shut.

‘Why else…’

Raon didn’t miss the opening and smiled brightly.

‘You acknowledged me.’

He pointed at the message again.

– “Kkyaaaaaaak!”

Wrath grabbed his head and screamed.

– “It’s this damn mouth! I will never speak again!”

He pressed his lips together, declaring he would never acknowledge anyone again.

‘It won’t be easy, will it?’

From what Raon had seen, Wrath was an honest guy—unlike a Demon King. If something like this happened again, he’d definitely acknowledge it again.

‘Then finally.’

Raon checked the message at the very bottom.

[The title The One Who Changes Fate evolves into The One Who Turns the Wheel of Fate .]

The last message was a title. It wasn’t a new one—an existing title’s name had changed.

‘Come to think of it, that title…’

Unlike other titles, it had come with no description at all.

‘Where…’

Raon narrowed his eyes and checked the contents of the newly evolved title.

[The One Who Turns the Wheel of Fate]

[A title given to those who change the shackles of fate set by the heavens with their own will.]

He narrowed his eyes as he read it.

‘The Heavenly Demon said something similar.’

The Heavenly Demon had grabbed a piece of the mask and laughed, saying The Fallen One had been defeated by him despite reading the Celestial Omen.

‘Then does that mean I can decide my own destiny?’

The Celestial Omen was a destiny the heavens had already determined.

He’d believed no one could change it, yet it seemed that transcendent power didn’t apply to him.

Still, he didn’t know whether it was because of the Ring of Fire or because of this cotton candy floating beside him.

“Hm….”

Raon smacked his lips and looked at Wrath.

‘There’s something I want to ask you…’

Just as he was about to speak, the door swung open so roughly it looked like it might break.

“Oh? Raon!”

It was Evelyn. She came running toward him, her maid uniform fluttering.

“When did you wake up? Are you okay?”

Her purple eyes darted over him, checking his wounds.

“I’m fine. But why are you wearing that outfit again….”

Just as he was about to ask why she was back in a maid uniform, Sylvia and Sia popped into the doorway.

“Raon!”

“You’re awake!”

The moment they saw he was up, the two rushed over like they might collapse the floor.

“You’re finally awake. Everyone was worried because you didn’t wake up even after treatment.”

Sylvia sighed in relief, saying she was glad.

“You slept too much!”

Sia pouted, still worried.

“I’m sorry. I think I was mentally exhausted too, not just injured.”

Raon smiled and took Sylvia and Sia’s hands.

“So, how’s your body?”

Evelyn sat on the bed and smiled faintly. With her original face revealed, she looked even more brilliant than the sunlight pouring in through the window. Even in a maid uniform, she looked like a noble royal.

“There’s still some pain, but it’s bearable.”

Raon nodded slowly, rolling his shoulder.

“Honestly, I got off cheap.”

He’d caught The Fallen One and Demon Slayer Spear, and he’d come back alive even after facing the Heavenly Demon. Compared to that, this level of injury was practically nothing.

“Haaa….”

Sylvia held his hand tighter and let out a heavy breath.

“I don’t know why dangerous things only happen to you.”

She bit her lip, saying she’d been too worried.

“Well, it seems you’ve heard everything.”

Raon gently held Sylvia’s trembling hand and lowered his gaze.

“I told her.”

Evelyn nodded heavily.

“I think it’s natural for a swordsman to be in danger if he holds a sword and stands on the battlefield. But you don’t have to worry too much. I have good colleagues by my side.”

Raon smiled, looking into Evelyn’s eyes.

“Mother also heard, but it’s thanks to Evelyn that I caught The Fallen One. All I did was swing my sword at the end.”

He waved his hand, telling her not to worry. Others had fought with him.

“What? Is that true?”

Sylvia’s eyes widened, like she hadn’t known at all.

“Huh? Didn’t she tell you?”

Raon looked between Sylvia and Evelyn and exhaled.

“You told me you caught The Fallen One, but I’m hearing about fighting together for the first time.”

Sylvia stared blankly, saying she had no idea.

“Then what did you say?”

Raon blinked at Evelyn.

“I’m embarrassed….”

Evelyn raised a hand to cover her flushed cheeks.

“Uh…?”

Raon felt something go wrong and swallowed hard.

“I told them that we called each other’s names and spent the night together. Oh, and we met my mother together.”

Evelyn averted her gaze slightly, saying she’d only told the truth.

“Heo….”

Raon’s chin trembled. He was so embarrassed he forgot what to say.

“R-Really? I can’t believe it….”

Sylvia gasped like she’d just gone through a fierce war, wondering when something like that happened.

“No! Of course not!”

Raon shook his head so hard it was practically on fire.

“That’s all lies….”

“Lies? It’s all true.”

Evelyn nudged his shoulder, telling him to admit it.

“I-It’s true, but that’s not it! The words are completely different!”

It was true he’d called Evelyn’s name and spent the night with her, but it all happened in the Mental World.

She was deliberately phrasing it in a way that could only be misunderstood.

“Raon.”

Edgar, watching from the doorway, lowered his eyebrows deeply.

“A man admits what he has to admit.”

He shook his head, telling him not to play dumb.

“No!”

Raon jumped up and shouted. He was so embarrassed he forgot about the pain.

‘I’m tired. I suddenly got tired.’

He was so exhausted by Evelyn’s proactiveness that he wanted to go back to sleep. He wanted to know nothing and just rest.

‘However…’

Raon smiled faintly as he looked at Evelyn, who was treating Sylvia and Edgar like her mother and father.

‘It looks good.’

It was a small relief. The child who had longed for her mother’s arms seemed to have found stability again.

As Evelyn charged forward and Sylvia retreated, Zieghart—no, the annex itself—began to shake.

“Wh-what is it…?”

Raon frowned as dust fell from the ceiling.

“Could it be an enemy attack?”

“No.”

Edgar shook his head, reaching for the sword leaning against the bed.

“Since you collapsed, this kind of earthquake has been happening three times a day.”

Sylvia sighed in disbelief and looked toward the main building.

“Maybe it’ll keep happening until you show your face?”

She nodded, urging him to go see Glenn now that he was awake.

“Ah….”

Raon exhaled as he watched the garden shake even more violently than the annex.

“Th-then please tell him I’ll go say hello in the afternoon. I can’t go in this state.”

Raon said he would wash up and visit Glenn, then pushed himself up.

“Good thinking! Father will be happy too!”

Sylvia nodded and sent a maid to the main building.

‘Should I prepare?’

His body still hurt, but staying still wouldn’t magically fix everything. It would be better to greet Glenn, tell him he was safe, and ask what had happened.

“I’m going to take a shower.”

Just as Raon was about to head to the bathroom with a towel, Evelyn slid right up beside him.

“Shall I wash you? It’s okay to do this much between people who spent the night together.”

She smiled softly, offering to wash him herself.

“Don’t ever come near me.”

Raon recoiled and stepped away from her.

“Cute.”

Evelyn licked her lips as Raon hurried away.

“…….”

Sylvia and Edgar shuddered, like they were genuinely afraid of her.

“Mom.”

Sia raised the finger she’d been biting and pointed at Evelyn.

“Is that what a pervert is?”

“Shh.”

“Keep those words to yourself!”

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“…….”

Raon glanced to the right.

Gooooooo!

Aris, Karoon, Denier, Balder, and other direct descendants stood in perfect posture before the right pillar of the audience hall, watching him.

“Hm….”

He groaned and looked to the left.

Heavenly Sword Division Leader Sheryl, Shadow Agents Division Leader Chad, Public Sword Palace Master Serena, and Battle Sword Palace Master Latein—senior executives like them—were smiling, their eyes shining.

Behind them, the vice-leaders of the military forces—including Light Wind Palace—stood like spectators, staring at his back.

“Haa….”

Raon lowered his gaze and let out a deep sigh.

‘Why?’

Why had it turned out like this?

He’d only come to say he was safe, but the moment he arrived at the Head Of House residence, every executive of Zieghart was already gathered and waiting. Cold sweat ran down his back.

“Ugh….”

Raon pressed his lips together and slowly raised his head.

Glenn stood atop the deeply dug platform, smiling cheerfully.

“Yes. Tell me with your own mouth what happened there.”

Glenn nodded grandly, like he’d been waiting for this moment all his life.

– “That Old Man Nadine.”

Wrath shook his head as if he’d known this would happen.

– “Here he goes again with his blind love for his grandson….”