The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 605

Aris stepped right in front of the platform and raised her hand.

“Everyone must be busy, so let me explain quickly….”

“Aris.”

Glenn’s icy gaze turned towards Aris.

“We are not the only ones here. Keep your mouth shut.”

“Um….”

Seeing the elves standing behind Raon, Aris stepped to the side of the platform.

“I welcome the envoys from Sephia.”

Glenn nodded towards the elves standing behind Raon. Contrary to expectations, he showed respect to the guests before discussing any other matters.

“Thank you for welcoming us.”

Siyan, the representative of the envoys, stepped forward and stood next to Raon. She removed the hood from her head and bowed.

“I am Siyan from the Yuhwa Branch of the Elves, here to meet the King of the North.”

“Uh….”

“Ha….”

“Hmm….”

All the leaders, except Glenn, were momentarily speechless when they saw Siyan’s face. Many couldn’t take their eyes off her, seemingly entranced.

“I’ve heard that High Elves are beautiful, but….”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect this level.”

“She’s like a goddess.”

“Focus. We’re in front of the lord.”

While some were dazed, most quickly regained their composure and looked away.

“Hmm.”

Glenn narrowed his eyes, focusing more on her words than her appearance.

“If you’re from the Yuhwa Branch….”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Siyan glanced at Rimmer and smiled faintly.

“Captain of Light Wind is my older brother.”

“Hmm!”

Rimmer hummed proudly, lifting his chin.

“As I thought.”

Glenn, having somewhat expected this, nodded calmly.

However, among the leaders, whispers about the stark difference in looks could be heard, suggesting that one sibling was far less attractive.

“Although you must be tired, I hope you can wait a bit longer.”

Glenn nodded slightly to Siyan.

“Since the people here don’t know what happened in Sephia, we need to hear the details first.”

“Of course.”

Siyan stepped back, indicating she could wait as long as necessary.

“Raon Zieghart.”

Glenn called out, and Raon stepped forward.

“Yes.”

“Report on what happened in Sephia. Leave nothing out.”

“Understood. We went to Sephia to return the grandmaster’s sword. We entered without much trouble and met Staren, the current guardian, quite easily. However, during the Elven ceremony….”

Raon detailed everything that had happened in Sephia, finally taking a deep breath.

“Eden! Those lunatics went that far!”

“Did you say you cut down a man wearing the Helm of the Fire Spirit King?”

“Defeating someone who grows stronger during the fight? That’s insane!”

“I still can’t believe he obtained a World Tree fruit. I heard even High Elves can’t get those.”

“Everything sounds unbelievable.”

The leaders couldn’t hide their astonishment, murmuring amongst themselves.

Even those who usually tried to find faults couldn’t voice much opposition, perhaps due to Karoon’s absence.

“Regardless of anything else, it seems true he ate a World Tree fruit….”

“His aura is denser. Achieving such growth in such a short time would be impossible without a powerful elixir.”

“Then it’s true he defeated a growing monster.”

The leaders trembled, feeling the overwhelming aura naturally emanating from Raon.

“Ahem!”

Glenn watched them chatter but didn’t stop them, only clearing his throat slightly. His lips twitched slightly, as if fighting to maintain composure.

“I have one question. Did the World Tree fruit taste good?”

Aris raised her hand high.

“Well….”

“Aris.”

Glenn frowned at her.

“Why do you always scold me?”

Aris pouted and returned to her place.

“What happened after that?”

Glenn gestured with his finger, indicating he wanted to hear why they were delayed.

“We encountered some strange disputes on the way back.”

“Strange disputes?”

“Yes. The elves were wearing hoods, but someone recognized them and made an offer to buy them. It felt odd, so….”

Raon recounted the events leading to their rescue of the elves at the market.

“….After the three-move duel ended, we hid our tracks in case of pursuit and returned.”

“Hah!”

Balder exhaled in disbelief.

“Did you kill Siran? The North-South Union’s elder?”

“It was luck.”

Raon nodded calmly. He truly believed it was luck. If Siran had been better prepared, he might have ended up in the river.

“This is madness….”

“He’s been a Grandmaster for such a short time, and already….”

“Though Siran wasn’t as strong as he used to be, this is still absurd.”

The leaders were shocked, unable to close their mouths.

“What amazes me more is how he found the market from a small hint in a tavern. His insight is extraordinary.”

“And to think he fought a three-move duel with the King of the River. Each of his actions is an achievement.”

The direct descendants fell silent, while those favoring Raon kept expressing their amazement.

“Ahem!”

Glenn raised his left hand to cover his trembling lips. It seemed like his hand was shaking instead of his mouth.

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“Lord….”

As Raon confirmed, Siyan, who had been standing back, stepped forward, her fingers trembling.

“What is it?”

Glenn nodded at her to speak.

“Due to the great deeds of protecting the World Tree and rescuing our kin at the market, we Elves of Sephia regard Sir Raon as a benefactor to our race.”

Siyan bowed her head, meeting Glenn’s burning gaze.

“We also extend our gratitude to Zieghart, where Raon belongs.”

“Is that the guardian’s sentiment?”

“Not just the guardian, but the sentiment of our entire race.”

She lowered her eyes, stating that it was the will of all Elves.

“Ahem! Understood.”

Glenn’s cheeks flushed red. Despite the heat, he didn’t lower his hand from his mouth.

“And….”

Gathering her resolve, Siyan clasped her hands at her chest and stepped forward.

“There’s something Sir Raon didn’t mention.”

“Hmm?”

Raon narrowed his eyes, puzzled by her words.

‘What is she talking about?’

He couldn’t recall anything he had left out.

“What is it?”

“Sir Raon has become the brother of the Fire Spirit King!”

Silence enveloped the hall.

“Huh?”

“Not just the contractor, but the brother of the Fire Spirit King?”

“Did I hear that right? The brother of the Fire Spirit King?”

“No matter how you put it, calling him the brother is….”

Not only the leaders, but even Glenn and Roenn, who had been informed about the contract, widened their eyes.

“Thanks to Sir Raon, I had the fortune to contract with the Water Spirit King. It was the Water Spirit King who informed me. Raon became the brother of the Fire Spirit King.”

Siyan’s voice and expression were so serious that even the skeptical leaders fell silent.

“Ugh!”

Raon groaned and lifted his head.

‘Why did she have to mention that?’

He glanced at Siyan, who twisted her body with a ‘Didn’t I do well?’ expression. He felt a headache coming on.

“Vice Captain of Light Wind.”

“Yes….”

With a sigh, Raon stepped forward at Glenn’s call.

“Is that true?”

“It did happen.”

Unable to lie, Raon nodded briefly.

“How can we believe that…?”

“Are you not going to believe it? It was said by a High Elf of Sephia.”

“And she’s the contractor of the Water Spirit King.”

“I understand, but it’s too incredible to believe….”

The leaders began to argue, finding it hard to accept.

“There’s more.”

Siyan, enjoying the leaders’ reactions, spoke again with delight.

“At the market, when the warriors of the North-South Union threatened us, Sir Raon said something unforgettable.”

She clenched her fists as if to relay something very important.

“Where I stand is Zieghart!”

Everyone in the hall had their mouths open wide.

“Kehk….”

Glenn leaned back against his throne, his neck trembling violently.

‘What’s happening to him?’

Raon blinked, confused by Glenn’s strange behavior, as the leaders began to speak up.

“Where I stand is Zieghart? Isn’t that a bit arrogant?”

“Exactly. He’s not even the lord….”

“Right. It was something he shouldn’t have said….”

“Something he shouldn’t have said?”

Aris stomped her foot, making the floor of the audience hall quake.

Bang!

Stepping over the crumbling debris, she frowned.

“That’s the correct sentiment!”

She pointed at Raon as she continued.

“It’s not arrogance; it’s the mindset every Zieghart swordsman should have when venturing out!”

She clenched her fist, declaring Raon’s confidence as fitting.

“My sister is right.”

Balder, who had been quiet, nodded.

“If you’re a Zieghart swordsman out in the world, you should have the confidence to think the entire continent is our territory. Well done!”

He gave Raon a thumbs-up.

Raon looked at Balder and chuckled wryly.

‘As expected….’

Although he might criticize later, he seemed sincere in his praise now. He was a remarkably straightforward person.

“I think so too.”

Denier smiled softly at Raon.

“It’s not arrogance; it’s a demonstration of what happens if you mess with Zieghart. He deserves praise.”

He clapped his hands, following Balder’s lead.

“….”

Aris glanced at Denier, dissatisfied.

“Ahem!”

A soft cough directed their attention to the platform.

Glenn’s face and forehead were as red as if they had been heated. His skin looked more and more like it was burning.

“There’s more. When the North-South Union’s elder came….”

“Siyan.”

Raon grabbed her sleeve and shook his head.

“That’s enough….”

Seeing Glenn’s condition, he wanted to stop, but the man himself raised his hand.

“I need to know everything to make future decisions.”

He nodded at Siyan to continue.

“Please continue.”

“Ah, yes!”

Encouraged by Glenn, Siyan took out her notebook and began to recite everything she had noted.

“When Sir Raon met the elder, he said he would send him to join his grandson….”

Raon squeezed his eyes shut as Siyan’s voice rang out like she was reciting poetry.

‘When did she become so confident….’

Please, someone save me….

Siyan finally finished recounting Raon’s deeds and stepped back. The transformation from a shy, fearful person to this confident speaker was astonishing.

After a long pause, Glenn lowered his gaze again. His eyes were back to normal, but he still covered his mouth, his hand trembling like in an earthquake.

Glenn nodded gently at Siyan.

“Thank you for relaying the facts accurately.”

“It was nothing.”

Siyan’s cheeks flushed as she bowed her head.

“Thanks to Sir Raon’s help, we, the Elves of Sephia, wish to maintain a good relationship with Zieghart.”

She took out a letter from Guardian Staren from her bosom.

Whoosh!

At Glenn’s light gesture, the letter floated from Siyan’s hand into his.

“Hmm….”

Glenn read the letter and nodded.

“An alliance, you say.”

“It’s not to form an alliance immediately. It’s to start a dialogue.”

“I understand. I will consider it positively.”

He carefully folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

“Thank you.”

Siyan bowed her head and stepped back.

“Then….”

Glenn’s gaze turned to Raon. His eyes, unlike usual, were slightly more relaxed.

“Captain of Light Wind.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“You’ve done well.”

“…It was nothing.”

Raon smiled faintly, shaking his head. Hearing the words ‘you’ve done well’ from the person he respected most made his exhaustion disappear in an instant.

“I’ve told you many times, excessive humility is not good.”

Glenn shook his head.

“A great achievement deserves appropriate recognition.”

Even the direct descendants couldn’t refute this, given Raon’s accomplishments in saving Sephia and rescuing the kidnapped elves.

“Captain of Light Wind, step up to the platform.”

“Yes.”

After taking a deep breath, Raon climbed the platform and stood before Glenn.

“For protecting the World Tree and rescuing the elves, I award you a gold plaque, a top-grade artifact, and an elixir.”

Glenn handed him a gold plaque, a luxurious leather glove, and a wooden case containing the elixir from a tray Roenn held.

“Thank you.”

Raon accepted the awards and bowed deeply.

“Next, Dorian Sephia.”

“Y-yes!”

Dorian bit his tongue in surprise, then climbed the platform.

“I heard you contributed to protecting Sephia as well.”

“I-I didn’t do much….”

“For your efforts, I award you a silver plaque, a martial arts book, and an elixir.”

“T-thank you! Eek!”

Dorian’s voice cracked as he thanked Glenn, his face turning red.

Next was Yua.

“Despite your inexperience, you fought without fear. Your contributions are recognized. I award you a fine sword and an elixir.”

“Thank you very much!”

Yua thanked Glenn with a bright, clear voice, unlike Dorian.

Glenn watched Yua step down, then turned to Siyan.

“You must be tired from the journey. Let’s discuss the relationship between Zieghart and Sephia in two days.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

Siyan bowed with proper etiquette.

“Everyone, you may leave.”

Glenn dismissed them, signaling the end of the meeting. The doors of the audience chamber opened, and the leaders began to leave.

“Wait!”

Rimmer blinked and stepped forward.

“I also did my part! Why don’t I get anything?”

He shouted for a reward, but with so many shocking events, no one paid attention to him.

“Listen to me! I contributed too!”

As soon as the leaders left, Glenn lowered the hand that had been covering his mouth. His lips were raised to the sky, as if he were laughing himself into convulsions.

“Did you all hear that?”

“Of course.”

Roenn pulled out a notebook from his bosom, also smiling widely as he began to read.

“Where I stand is Zieghart!”

“Ha!”

Glenn couldn’t suppress his joyous laughter.

“I was surprised too when I heard that.”

Rimmer reminisced about the auction house events and chuckled.

“Despite the worst situation, hearing Raon’s words filled me with strength.”

He clenched his fist, stating the words themselves were inspirational.

“Not only his martial skills, but he seems to have grown mentally as well.”

Roenn smiled gently, impressed by Raon’s development.

“Yes. Now it feels like Zieghart is becoming significant to him.”

Rimmer nodded with a light smile.

“What surprises me more is that he faced off against the King of the River.”

Aris detached herself from the pillar, wearing a small smile.

“To say he would cut off his head if the axe wasn’t heavy, at his age, having such confidence is extraordinary.”

She seemed genuinely proud of Raon, chuckling lightly.

“Father.”

Aris licked her lips and looked at Glenn.

“Now that he has proven himself not only in strength but also in spirit, what do you think?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You know exactly what I mean.”

She winked and smiled.

“The successor.”

Aris rubbed her chin, looking at Glenn.

“Have you considered nominating Raon as a successor candidate?”

Glenn looked at Aris, his eyes calm. His lips moved gently.