The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 620

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Raon stood up, watching Glenn leave the audience chamber.

‘Where is he going?’

Glenn hadn’t yet decided Karoon’s punishment and suddenly left the room, surprising everyone.

‘Is he planning to give a different punishment than I expected?’

Raon had predicted that Glenn would suspend Karoon and lock the gates of the Middle Martial Hall. Additionally, diverting the hall’s achievements and funds to the Light Wind Division would be appropriate.

Considering Karoon’s position as the most likely heir and almost the leader of the direct line, this seemed sufficient.

However, Glenn left the audience chamber with a dominant aura, suggesting he had no intention of ending it there. Even I, who had nothing to do with the punishment, felt a chill down my spine.

“Ugh…”

Karoon bit his lip and turned his gaze away. His eyes, as they glared at Judiel and Jubel in turn, were as sharp as blades.

“Wait and see. This won’t end here.”

With these words, he followed Glenn out of the chamber. His expression lacked any sense of ease, but his steps were confident and unwavering.

Raon watched Karoon’s composed stride until the end, narrowing his eyes.

‘I wonder how long you’ll remain so confident.’

From the beginning, Raon had no intention of letting Karoon walk away from this. Even if Glenn punished Karoon, Raon intended to see it through to the end. Punishment was one thing; personal revenge was another.

Karoon had toyed with Judiel and Jubel’s lives and threatened the annex. Raon would personally bring the Middle Martial Hall to its knees with his own power.

“Wonder if we’ll be clearing a corpse today.”

Aris scratched his sunset-colored hair as he followed Glenn.

“The head of the family is really angry.”

Rimmer approached, chuckling.

“It won’t end easily.”

“Could he be going to the training ground?”

Raon looked up at Rimmer. Listening to Aris and Rimmer’s words, he could predict where Glenn was heading.

“Yes. He just declared that he’d beat his son with his own hands.”

Rimmer swung his fist lightly.

“He’s not one to make idle threats, so it might be quite dangerous.”

Rimmer tapped Raon’s shoulder and left the audience chamber.

“Is the head of the family going to wield his sword himself…?”

“Hurry, follow them!”

“I can’t believe this is happening…”

“These days, incidents just keep piling up.”

Even the direct line members and officials, looking pale, rushed out.

“Get up.”

Raon helped Judiel and Jubel, who were still kneeling in shock, to their feet.

“We should go too.”

“Will it be alright…?”

Jubel seemed overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation, trembling.

“What if something happens to you because of this…?”

Judiel, too, looked pale with worry.

“Don’t worry about me. Let’s move first.”

Raon patted their heads and walked ahead.

“You can’t miss the sight of the man who ruined your lives getting beaten up. Let’s watch from the front row.”

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Glenn slowly closed his eyes as he walked to the training ground behind the head of the family’s residence.

‘It’s all my fault.’

Karoon’s character had deteriorated because Glenn hadn’t guided him properly.

When Aris and Karoon were young, Glenn had given them everything they wanted, but failed to rein them in when necessary, being too preoccupied with his own internal struggles.

Missing the most crucial period of their upbringing, he had effectively raised his children in a field of dung, as Ogram had said.

Aris, thanks to his free-spirited nature, had left the family to carve out his own life, but Karoon was different.

He took on tasks Aris should have handled, building trust while secretly engaging in sordid, despicable activities.

Glenn had known this but had not interfered, finding it too challenging to change Karoon and believing it absurd to exert control over someone he had molded into such a state.

Frankly, having someone like Karoon in a chaotic world didn’t seem entirely bad.

‘But…’

This time, it was too much.

Kidnapping innocent children to raise them as spies and assassins, and then using them as disposable pawns was intolerable.

The fact that Raon and his maid had suffered through this made it even more infuriating. This was not something to let slide with a light punishment.

“Hoo…”

Standing at the center of the training ground, Glenn turned around. Karoon stood opposite him, biting his teeth, while Aris and the officials watched nervously from the sidelines.

Normally, Glenn would have sent everyone away to preserve Karoon’s honor, but he felt this needed to be done in front of everyone.

Glenn felt a pang of guilt as he saw Raon, Judiel, and Jubel arrive late, then turned his gaze to Karoon.

“Karoon Zieghart.”

Calling him by name rather than his title, Glenn stepped forward.

“Yes, head of the family.”

Karoon responded, bowing his head and addressing him not as his father, but as the head of the family.

“To live as a human, there is a line one must not cross.”

Glenn lightly waved his hand, and a thin line was drawn on the ground between them. It was neither thick nor thin, but distinctly noticeable.

“Depending on whether one crosses this line or not, they become either human or a monster.”

Karoon stared silently at the line on the ground.

“It’s easy to distinguish this line. You yourself know better than anyone whether to cross it or not.”

Glenn frowned, pushing his hair back.

“You crossed this line. Not just now, but from the very beginning.”

He stood over the line, looking down at Karoon.

“I wouldn’t have said much if you killed those children out of necessity. I would have overlooked it if you killed family members based on your judgment. I would have even covered it up if you kidnapped warriors from other factions. All of those actions don’t cross the line of humanity. But…”

Glenn clenched his fist, causing the training ground to tremble, and the line on the ground split apart.

“You toyed with and mocked human lives. You did what should be the work of gods or demons in human form.”

He rolled up his sleeve and drew his sword, Heavenly Sword. An immense, earth-shaking aura surged, and dark red lightning flashed around.

“I would like to end it here, but I take responsibility for failing to teach you properly, so I’ll give you a chance.”

With a light swipe of his sword, Glenn drew a new line on the ground. It was thinner and longer than before.

“If you step over this line, I’ll let it pass without any punishment. No one will question it.”

As he said this, he lowered his sword.

“Are you serious?”

Karoon gritted his teeth as he looked at Glenn.

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. If you’re ready, draw your sword.”

Glenn looked around at the officials, indicating he would keep his word.

With a sharp sound, Karoon drew his sword. He immediately gathered his energy and aura, determined not to waste this opportunity.

“Give it your all. Otherwise, you will die.”

Glenn raised his Heavenly Sword. The moment the aura in the sword shone, dark red lightning struck in front of Karoon.

*Kwooooong!*

Raon, using his Eye of Wrath, observed the scene obscured by the lightning.

*Boom!*

Karoon was flung backward, unable to maintain his stance. The aura he had gathered was shredded to pieces.

“Ugh…”

Karoon wiped the blood trickling from his mouth. Blocking just one strike had caused internal injuries.

“Is this all?”

Glenn swung his lightning-wrapped sword and turned his head.

“Is this the extent of the man who dared to toy with others’ lives?”

“Ugh!”

Karoon gasped and moved to Glenn’s right side, striking forward. The sophisticated, noble, and disciplined sword technique broke through the wall of lightning.

*Siiiing.*

As he tried to cross the line, Glenn’s light swordsmanship shattered Karoon’s attack and pinned him down.

*Kwoooong!*

The aura shield around Karoon was crushed, and he rolled on the ground like a ball.

“Ugh!”

Karoon coughed up blood as he saw the unbroken line.

“Karoon.”

Glenn let out a sigh as he lowered his Heavenly Sword.

“You had talent in martial arts. If you had dedicated yourself to it, you could have been higher than Aris by now.”

Glenn not only attacked with his sword but also with his words.

“I only wanted to become the head of the family!”

Karoon gritted his teeth, his mouth stained with blood.

“You could have. Aris wasn’t interested in the position, so if you had reached his level, you would have become the heir. But you looked elsewhere instead of focusing on yourself. You took the path of a demon, which is why you’re only at this level.”

Glenn glared at Karoon’s trembling eyes.

“A wrong path can be corrected, but you stepped into the dark mud. You can’t undo it now.”

“Ugh…”

“Stand up. What you have done cannot be forgiven with just this.”

He beckoned with a cold gaze, not as a father but as an enemy.

“We haven’t even started yet.”

At his low voice, lightning struck again.

“Agh!”

Karoon rolled on the ground to avoid the lightning, but it twisted like a living thing and struck his waist.

*Kwooooong!*

Karoon’s body twisted like a nailed hammer, and blood gushed from his mouth and waist.

Raon watched, trembling at his fingertips.

‘He’s serious.’

Karoon had sustained more severe internal injuries than external ones. His mana circuits were damaged, and his dantian had taken a heavy blow. Even if this ended now, he would need months to recover.

“Huff…”

Karoon should have been lying down, yet he stood up again, facing Glenn. Despite his vile nature, his pride was admirable.

“Arghhh!”

Karoon let out a scream and charged. Blood flowed from his entire body, his muscles and mana circuits torn, but he continued to thrust his sword. A powerful surge of aura erupted from his sword strike, resembling a tidal wave.

Even at full strength, Raon couldn’t have blocked that strike.

However, Glenn remained unmoved, raising his Heavenly Sword with a calm expression. It wasn’t the intense lightning technique from before. Instead, it was a pure, unadorned swordsmanship. The modest yet profound technique soared towards the heavens.

*Slash!*

Karoon’s sword shattered, his weapon breaking into shards. His eyes widened in disbelief as a crimson fountain erupted from his chest.

Raon swallowed hard, recognizing the technique.

‘It’s the Sky Piercing Sword.’

Moreover, it was a move Raon had yet to master.

Glenn had shattered Karoon’s attack with the very swordsmanship he had taught Raon, the Sky Piercing Sword, instead of the usual lightning techniques. Although Glenn wasn’t giving a lesson, the subtle realization struck Raon.

“Ugh…”

Karoon, who seemed on the verge of death, knelt, gasping for breath.

‘Not yet.’

Raon narrowed his eyes at Karoon.

‘Get up.’

It wasn’t that Raon wanted Karoon to die.

He simply wanted to see more of Glenn’s swordsmanship. It was more educational than their actual training sessions, and he felt it would be a waste if it ended now.

– You’re truly insane….

Wrath shook his head in disbelief.

– You’re thinking about training in this situation!

He ruffled Raon’s hair in exasperation.

Ignoring Wrath, Raon watched Karoon stand once more. He exploded his aura and charged towards the line, only to be struck down by another Sky Piercing Sword technique, crumpling to the ground like a broken puppet.

“Ugh…”

Karoon groaned in agony, clutching his wounds. His gaze fixated on the distant line, biting his lips until they bled.

“Karoon Zieghart.”

Glenn stood before the line, shaking his head.

“Is this the extent of the man who dared to toy with others’ lives?”

Karoon could not respond, his head hung low, barely conscious from blood loss.

“Bring me everything you have created and every deed you’ve committed.”

“Yes… I understand.”

Karoon nodded, coughing up more dark blood, indicating severe internal injuries.

“Denier, Balder.”

“Yes.”

Denier and Balder swallowed nervously, stepping forward.

“Mobilize the forces of the Black Martial Hall and the True Martial Hall. Thoroughly search the Middle Martial Hall, leaving nothing unchecked.”

“Understood.”

“Yes!”

They quickly responded, bowing their heads.

“From this moment, the gates of the Middle Martial Hall are sealed, and Karoon Zieghart is suspended indefinitely.”

Not setting a time limit meant it could last a lifetime.

“Understood.”

Karoon, despite looking deathly pale, straightened his back and bowed. Even in such a state, his perseverance was remarkable.

“And.”

Glenn sheathed his Heavenly Sword and lowered his gaze.

“Bring all those you’ve wronged and apologize personally.”

“Ugh…”

Karoon couldn’t answer, biting his lips.

“If you refuse, there are other options. However…”

“I will do it.”

Understanding what the alternative meant, Karoon bowed his head.

Raon, observing Karoon’s condition, narrowed his eyes.

‘He’s on the brink of death.’

Glenn’s indefinite suspension sentence was harsh, but Karoon wouldn’t be able to stand on his own for a long time, regardless.

“We are not demons but the Six Kings. Maintain the minimum line that allows humans to remain human.”

“Ugh…”

Karoon couldn’t respond to Glenn’s final words and closed his eyes, collapsing. Yet, his last groan sounded almost like a mocking laugh.

“Take him away.”

At Glenn’s gesture, the waiting warriors lifted Karoon and hurriedly left the training ground.

“You all should remember this too.”

Glenn looked at the officials one by one, emphasizing the importance of maintaining the line.

“It seems trouble always follows you.”

As Raon quietly observed Glenn, Rimmer approached.

“Excuse me?”

“The moment I heard you were coming, the sky darkened. I expected trouble, though not to this extent.”

He pointed to the sky, smirking.

“Perfect timing, then.”

Rimmer stepped forward, blocking Glenn’s path.

“I have something to say to you, Head of the Family.”

“What is it?”

Glenn turned back to Rimmer.

“I have pondered over this for a long time, whether it was my greed or wish. But today, I am sure. It’s time to pass it on.”

Rimmer knelt, placing his artificial arm over his chest.

“I hereby resign from the position of Light Wind Division Leader…”

He looked Glenn in the eye with firm determination.

“And recommend Raon Zieghart as the new Leader of the Light Wind Division.”