The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 675
“What do you want from me?”
Gluttony nodded, completely ignoring Wrath’s anguished cries.
Even amidst this situation, seeing her licking her lips while looking at the unconscious people confirmed her nature as the demon of gluttony.
“For now, don’t touch the ones here.”
Raon glared at Gluttony through Wrath’s blue eyes.
“They are all my subordinates.”
“Hmm….”
Gluttony bit her lips slightly, looking disappointed. Judging by her expression, if he hadn’t said anything, she really would have devoured them.
None of the demon kings were normal.
“The one you ate was Greed’s servant. I was planning to carve the price of touching one of my subordinates onto his soul, but….”
Raon tilted his chin as he looked down at Gluttony.
“You swallowed him whole. And on top of that….”
He spread Wrath’s aura sharply, pointing at himself with his finger.
“You even forced me to reveal this form.”
“Hmm….”
Gluttony’s eyebrows twitched, and she took a slight step back.
“Once something enters your mouth, it never comes out again, so I will certainly take my price.”
“…….”
She slouched her shoulders, seemingly out of words.
Seeing her like this, it was clear that Wrath’s might and presence were among the highest even among the demon kings.
– H-how did you figure out that about Gluttony’s mouth?!
Wrath peeked out from Raon’s chest.
‘You told me.’
Raon tilted his head as he looked at Wrath’s round eyes.
– When did I ever?!
‘You said, “If you get eaten by that mouth, not even I can save you, so hand your body over to me.”’
Because of what Wrath had said, Raon realized how dangerous Gluttony’s white lips were, and it gave him an idea on how to gain power from her.
– Aaargh!
Wrath grabbed his swaying hair and screamed.
– I’m going crazy! Why did I even say that?! My mouth betrayed me!
Wrath slapped his own mouth in frustration, blaming it for always being too talkative.
“Is it fine as long as I don’t eat the humans here?”
Gluttony acted as if she had made a big concession, bowing her head. The thought that she was conceding something was absurd.
“You’re delusional. That wasn’t a request, it was a warning.”
Raon frowned, glaring at Gluttony’s white lips.
“If you don’t want your tongue ripped out, it’s better to submit willingly.”
“Ugh….”
Gluttony groaned and shook her head. Her white lips, which had been floating in the air, slowly melted away into the darkness.
– Ugh. This is driving me insane!
Wrath clenched his tiny fists and let out a scream.
– Why does your acting improve the more you train in swordsmanship?!
‘It’s a natural talent.’
After living as an assassin and pretending to be countless different people, fooling simple-minded demon kings was easier than anything else.
“Hey, parasite.”
Raon was enjoying Wrath’s outburst before he slowly raised his gaze.
“Hand over your authority.”
He gestured with his finger at Gluttony, waiting for her response.
“…My authority?”
“That’s right.”
“You want **Gluttony**?”
Gluttony’s eyes widened, as if the request had taken her by surprise.
“Why?”
“Why would I need to explain myself to you?”
Raon shook his head calmly. Giving her unnecessary information would only make her more suspicious.
The best way was to maintain Wrath’s overwhelming presence and keep the conversation minimal.
“All you need to do is decide. Either I rip out your tongue, or you give me your authority and leave.”
He radiated extreme confidence. If Gluttony so much as moved her finger, everyone here could die, but Raon met her gaze without the slightest hesitation.
– Ugh….
Wrath let out a groan, holding his temples.
– Even I would fall for this. But you mustn’t let her fool you!
Wrath raised his hand, pointing towards Gluttony.
– Parasite! Kill this man! He’s a threat not only to the human world but to the demon realm as well!
Wrath screamed, but naturally, Gluttony didn’t hear him.
“Haa….”
Gluttony sighed briefly.
“My stomach might be hungry, but fine.”
She reluctantly nodded her head.
– Nooooo!
Wrath grabbed his head, screaming in despair.
– Why are all the demon kings such pushovers?! Why?!
‘You’re the biggest pushover.’
It was amusing to see the first, and most generous pushover, criticize others.
‘Now I just need to decide how to receive Gluttony’s authority.’
– Wait!
Wrath quickly raised his hand as Raon was about to smile.
– You’re not planning to receive it in the form of a flower bracelet again, are you?
‘Why?’
Even though it wasn’t visible at the moment, all three flower bracelets were made according to Wrath’s taste. Now Raon wanted something else.
– You tasteless fool! Don’t you understand matching accessories?!
‘I do.’
– Then why?!
‘Because I hate the flower bracelets.’
– That’s unacceptable! I can’t stand things that don’t match!
Wrath shook his head, saying he couldn’t compromise on this point.
‘Then worry about your own appearance.’
Ignoring Wrath, Raon gestured to Gluttony.
“Gluttony.”
Raon smiled as he toyed with two demon kings at once.
“Put your authority on my wrist….”
Just as he was about to explain how he wanted her to transfer her authority, a deep, heavy voice descended upon him like a weight on his ears.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“…?”
Raon looked up and swallowed hard. Above Gluttony’s head, sitting with his chin resting on his hand, was a tall young man.
With black hair, golden eyes, slightly tanned skin, and wearing a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and a black vest, he had a golden monocle over his right eye.
‘Who is that…?’
Unlike Gluttony, who twisted space just by breathing, the man’s presence was completely subdued.
He was so imperceptible that Raon wouldn’t have noticed him if the ground beneath him hadn’t slightly sunk in. It was like he wasn’t even there.
– So, he came after all….
Hearing Wrath’s groan, Raon realized who the man was.
‘Wrath. Is that…?’
– Yes, that’s exactly who you think it is.
Wrath nodded heavily.
– The King of Greed. **Greed**.
The moment Raon heard the name Greed, a chill ran down his spine.
He had suspected that Greed might show up since Silcret was his servant.
But he hadn’t expected him to appear at this moment. It was the worst-case scenario.
“Greed.”
Gluttony looked up at the man with her chin resting on her head.
“Why are you here?”
“Because you ate my servant.”
Greed smiled down at Gluttony. Despite his servant being eaten, he wore a relaxed smile.
“I was getting scolded for it.”
Gluttony glanced at Raon and clicked her tongue.
“Scolding you? Who’s scolding you?”
“Wrath.”
She raised her hand and pointed at Raon.
“Wrath….”
Greed’s golden eyes glimmered as they scanned Raon’s body.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He chuckled, shaking his head.
“That’s just a human.”
The moment Greed called him a human, Raon felt every hair on his body stand on end.
“A human?”
Gluttony tilted her head, clearly confused.
“His hair color, eyes, and even his aura are all Wrath’s.”
“Yes, his hair, eyes, and aura are Wrath’s. But….”
Greed’s smile stretched across his face.
“That’s a human.”
He nodded as if certain.
“…….”
Raon didn’t say a word. His expression remained calm, but his heart was beating wildly as if it were about to burst.
– As expected, he saw through it.
Even though Greed had figured it out, Wrath didn’t seem happy. In fact, he looked irritated.
– I told you before. Greed and Arrogance are different from the other fools you tricked.
Wrath flicked his fingers.
– Prepare to hand over your body. If you’re not careful, you’ll cross a point of no return.
Wrath muttered darkly, not taking his eyes off Greed. For the first time, Wrath appeared genuinely tense.
‘…Damn it.’
Raon bit his tongue slightly and intentionally caused damage to the mana circuits in his shoulders and arms.
If he couldn’t deceive Greed, he’d have no choice but to activate Demon King Descent, so he deliberately injured himself to speed up the process.
“That’s not true.”
Gluttony still couldn’t believe it, her lips quivering slightly.
“Then how about we ask him directly?”
Greed turned his gaze toward Raon. His golden eyes, which seemed to see through everything, shimmered faintly.
“How long are you going to keep up the act?”
“…….”
Raon stared into Greed’s eyes. Even Wrath screamed inside Raon’s body, his voice desperate as he tried to convince Gluttony of the truth.
Even though there was no visible aura or presence from Greed, just meeting his gaze felt like taking an internal blow. It was as if his insides were being stirred. Raon clenched his jaw, forcing his trembling heart to settle.
“You bastard. Have you been counting so much gold that even your eyes have turned into coins?”
“Hah!”
Greed swept the hair off his forehead, letting out a burst of laughter.
“You really do sound like Wrath. That’s exactly something he would say.”
Despite laughing, Greed remained convinced Raon was not Wrath. He twirled his finger lazily, clearly unbothered.
“Gluttony and the others here might have been fooled, but….”
A cold light flickered across Greed’s golden eyes.
“You can’t fool me. So, who are you?”
As soon as those words left his mouth, Raon felt a tight squeeze around his heart. It was as though his breath had been stolen and his tongue paralyzed.
‘Don’t panic.’
If he even faltered for a moment, Gluttony would start doubting him as well. He needed to maintain his composure.
“I had something to tell you too, Greed. That foal you raised dared to challenge me.”
Raon curled his lips into a smile, suppressing the unease in his chest.
“Not only Gluttony, but you also will have to pay for this.”
– Ha….
Wrath sighed in disbelief as he looked up at Raon.
– You really are insane….
Even in this perilous situation, Wrath seemed astonished at Raon’s continuous acting.
“If you’re really Wrath, I don’t mind paying the price. However….”
Greed’s smile didn’t fade as his eyes narrowed.
“You’re not Wrath, are you?”
“What nonsense….”
“Shall I explain why I’m so sure?”
Greed tapped his monocle with his finger.
“This monocle reveals the essence of the one in front of me. Right now, I can see your pitiful little human soul wriggling like a bug.”
“…….”
Raon’s face remained neutral, but he bit the inside of his lip to hide his frustration.
‘This is bad.’
If that monocle could indeed reveal his soul, then his act would be meaningless. A sense of dread crept in, like a needle piercing his chest.
“Alright. I’ll give you credit. Your acting is impeccable.”
Greed let out a soft chuckle as he raised his slender fingers.
“But I wonder if you’ll still be able to act when your head is flying off your body.”
– It’s no good.
Wrath, looking at Greed’s eyes, shook his head firmly.
– Your performance was perfect, but this one doesn’t trust anyone. The longer this drags on, the more dangerous it becomes. Hand over your body immediately.
‘It’s not ready yet.’
Raon thought as he clenched his teeth. His body and soul had not yet distanced enough to fully accept Wrath’s power. He needed more time.
‘Somehow, I need to buy more time… Ah!’
As Raon reviewed the conversation in his mind, something strange about Greed’s words caught his attention.
‘He called my soul pathetic?’
When Raon was using the Ring of Fire, even Wrath had admitted that his soul was of a high caliber. If someone as prideful as Wrath had acknowledged it, there was no way Greed would see his soul as lowly.
‘There’s something off.’
There was no law that said demon kings couldn’t lie. Wrath might have been an exception, but others weren’t bound to truthfulness.
And even if he wasn’t sure, Raon had to say something to buy time.
“Merchant.”
Raon straightened his posture, staring into Greed’s eyes with a mocking smile.
“Did you think I would fall for such a pathetic lie? Your brain must have rotted while counting coins.”
“Hoo….”
Greed exhaled, seemingly at a loss for words, letting out an amused sigh.
“You truly don’t act like a human.”
He clapped his hands and chuckled.
“You’re right. I don’t have such an artifact. But….”
Greed’s grin widened as he took off the monocle.
“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re human.”
“How do you know that?”
Greed’s smile grew faintly as he waved his hand dismissively.
“It’s the merchant’s instinct. I can tell you’re human.”
“Damn it….”
Raon clicked his tongue softly.
‘As expected, it’s no use.’
His instincts, which had saved him countless times, were now telling him that Greed was completely sure of his identity.
‘There’s not enough time….’
At this rate, even if he handed his body over to Wrath, it wouldn’t be enough. Raon was running out of options, and the thought of having to use Demon King Descent fully and suffer its aftermath, as well as the fear of leaving everyone here vulnerable, made his hands tremble.
– Raon Zieghart.
Wrath raised his finger heavily.
– Enough. Hand over your body right now.
‘What?’
– Even if this merchant is the root of all this trouble, I’m the one who swore it was a fair contract. I’ll take responsibility.
Wrath seemed to reflect on his earlier judgment about the fairness of the demon contracts, and for the first time, he offered to shoulder the consequences.
– I will bear more than half of the burden of whatever damage you’ll take from accepting me.
‘But….’
– Hurry up! If you hesitate any longer, it’ll be too late for anything!
Wrath, his gaze fixed on Greed’s cold, murderous eyes, urged Raon to make his decision.
‘Damn it!’
Raon tore open his mana circuits and organs even further. The pain didn’t register, likely due to his heightened adrenaline, but his vision was beginning to blur.
As his body and soul started to separate, he could feel Wrath’s soul merging into the rift created by the **Soul Requiem Sword**.
“Warm-up time is over.”
Greed stepped forward, a twisted smile on his lips, raising his hand.
“Such arrogance.”
Raon gritted his teeth against the pain and forced a smile.
“Your talk is better than Wrath’s.”
Greed took another step forward, the distance between them vanishing as if he had crossed space itself. Suddenly, he was right in front of Raon.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
The world was submerged in black and white, and the flow of time itself twisted. It was as if Raon was seeing both his past and present life come together, merging in a knot. Death approached.
Before he could even feel the air being sliced by Greed’s hand, a sharp pain flared in his neck as the skin tore open.
Sizzle!
His skin split, and his neck bones began to shatter. But just before they could fully break, Raon’s body and soul separated completely, like an oyster shell snapping open.
At that precise moment, Wrath didn’t miss the opportunity, driving his soul completely into the rift within Raon.
Thoooom!
A deep, resonating boom shook the world as its very flow twisted.
A deep blue light shot through the darkened sky, and a silver halo-like mist washed over the entire kingdom, clearing away the demonic energy.
The space split apart, and on the gigantic **Frost World Tree** that rose from the tear, two figures stood, their fingers barely touching—the **Blue Demon King** and the **Golden Demon King**.
“That arrogant gaze. That’s more like the real Wrath.”
Greed, seemingly having anticipated this all along, smiled darkly. Even standing before Wrath, he showed no sign of fear.
“So, what was that human?”
“What nonsense are you spouting?”
Wrath’s piercing eyes bore down on Greed’s golden ones.
“How long do you plan on keeping up the pretense? Until just now, it was a human controlling that body.”
“I am the true king.”
Wrath straightened his back, standing tall as if to shield Raon’s former shell. His silver gaze gleamed with resolve.
“The pettiness of the past and the arrogance of the present—both are who I am.”