The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 736

Raon stepped out of the dimensional gate and took in the sight of the vast blue southern sea with his eyes.

‘It really is instantaneous.’

As Chamber and Larian had assured, the dimensional gate opened a path directly to the Robert family without the slightest delay.

It was no wonder those monstrous beings had transcended through magic.

“Phew…”

Raon exhaled slowly and turned his gaze to the right.

A massive estate stood with the sea as its backdrop, looking imposing enough to be its own kingdom.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve seen that damned family face-to-face.’

The last time he had confronted the Robert family was when he came to seize the treasures of the underwater dungeon. It truly had been a long time, but nothing seemed to have changed.

The most powerful force in the south continued to radiate its lofty and dignified presence, as if untouched by anything.

*Wooooom!*

Raon extended a thin layer of perception toward the Robert family.

‘As expected, he’s not here…’

He scanned the direction of the Robert family’s main estate but could not sense Derus’s presence.

Glenn, who stood quietly, seemed to confirm that Derus wasn’t there either.

‘Of course, no one but a fool would run here.’

Both Derus and Uriel, having sustained injuries from Wrath’s fury, were bound to hide in a place where no one could find them.

‘However…’

No matter how meticulous Derus’s preparations, he couldn’t have evacuated all his subordinates from this place.

Right now, the Robert family estate was brimming with assassins who knew Derus’s true identity. Raon needed to act swiftly to eliminate them before they could escape and bolster Derus’s power.

As Raon recalled the layout of the Robert family’s territory, stretching his fingers in preparation, Glenn approached the outer walls of the Robert estate.

*Rumble!*

Glenn raised the Heavenly Tremor toward the sky. With a deafening roar that seemed to split the heavens, a massive bolt of lightning struck.

*Kuwaaaaa!*

The thunder, imbued with the power of the Azure Sky Sword, mercilessly tore through the Robert family’s protective barrier—said to repel even transcendents.

*Boom!*

The lightning didn’t stop at shattering the barrier; it surged forward and demolished half of the Robert family’s gates and walls. Glenn’s sword had transcended the limits of human strength, possessing an absolute might that could crush a fortress with a single strike.

“This should suffice…”

When King Lecross tilted his dark sword at an angle, the remaining half of the wall crumbled like a sandcastle.

*Rumble!*

In the blink of an eye, the Robert family’s knights paled as their fortress walls were obliterated.

“It’s our turn now!”

Chamber crushed the candy in her mouth and rapidly chanted a spell, causing a massive magic circle to appear over the Robert family estate and the sea beyond it.

It was the same teleportation-restricting spell she had displayed at the Beast Alliance.

“Hmmm…”

Larian nodded and began weaving his fingers as if playing cat’s cradle, sending shadow-attribute threads raining down to completely entangle the Robert family’s main estate.

It was as if a spider was wrapping its prey in its web.

“Aaaah…”

Dorian collapsed on the spot, his jaw trembling.

“This is the power of transcendents… and upper transcendents at that…”

Burren swallowed hard, his shock evident.

“…I want to follow them.”

For once, Runaan spoke with rare sincerity, biting her lip as she tried to imprint Glenn and Lecross’s swordsmanship into her mind without even blinking.

“It’s not just wanting to follow; we have to follow!”

Martha clenched her fist, her brow furrowed. She, too, fixed her gaze, her bloodshot eyes reflecting her resolve to remember the transcendents’ overwhelming might.

“What is the meaning of this?!”

A middle-aged man with gray hair emerged from behind the crumbled wall, his legs shaking. It was Malane, the Robert family’s external administrator.

“To destroy the walls without any warning—this crosses the line, even for the Six Kings!”

Despite his trembling voice, he finished his words, his tone carrying both dignity and fear.

“If you have something to say, come through this gate and speak directly!”

Malane pointed to where the gate once stood, stomping his foot in defiance. He radiated the demeanor of a true warrior with honor and courage.

Raon scoffed inwardly at Malane, who stood boldly before the leaders of the Six Kings.

‘His acting is filthy good.’

Derus had dragged most of the Robert family’s high-ranking members into the blood-soaked darkness. Naturally, Malane, who oversaw all external affairs, was among them.

“Where is our head of house, who attended the Six Kings Council? Why are you attacking us?” Malane continued, his shoulders trembling under the weight of Glenn’s aura but still managing to keep his mouth running.

The outer knights, seemingly emboldened by Malane, tightened their grips on their swords.

“I suppose you deserve an explanation.”

Chamber nodded and raised her hand. A massive blue spear appeared in the sky.

*Woooong!*

The spear vibrated slightly before replaying the events at the training hall where Derus’s true identity had been revealed.

Chamber expanded the scope of her magic to show the footage not just to the outer estate but also to those inside the inner estate. It seemed she had prepared this recording spell in advance.

“Aah…”

“T-The head of the house…”

When Derus’s identity was exposed, and it was revealed that Refon wasn’t human but an archangel, the knights’ faces turned deathly pale, as if their souls had fled their bodies.

“…Is that real?”

“The head of house was the knight in the Blue Dragon Helm…?”

“I don’t believe it! There’s no way the head of house could do such a thing!”

“Yeah, this has to be a lie. Magic can be fabricated!”

“Bring the head of house here immediately! We’ll hear it directly from him!”

The outer knights, their expressions fierce, refused to believe the revelation.

Malane bit his lip and turned to look behind him.

“Revel, come forward.”

At his call, a young mage in a black robe stepped forward.

“Yes, Sir Malane.”

“Was there any fabrication in that footage?”

“Transcendent mages can manipulate mana as they please. This is beyond my ability to determine.”

Revel subtly avoided confirming the footage as fabricated and bowed his head.

“I…”

Malane clenched his teeth and raised his gaze.

“I believe in the head of house I know!”

He lifted his sword, declaring his intention to fight to the death.

“Even in death, stop them!”

Malane’s rallying cry prompted the outer estate knights to form an unyielding sword formation, blocking the path of the Six Kings.

“Even when shown the truth, they cling to delusions.”

Chamber shook her head in disbelief.

“Destroy them. Anyone who resists may be killed.”

At Glenn’s command, the Heavenly Sword Division and Light Wind Division surged forward, kicking up a sandstorm.

*Dudududu!*

The Owen knights charged on horseback, as if they would trample the Robert knights’ formation outright.

*Woooong!*

The mages of the Tower of Magic unleashed offensive and supportive spells in unison, conjuring all manner of magic circles.

*Kuwaaaaang!*

The clash between the Six Kings’ forces and the Robert family’s knights sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield, shaking the earth.

Though the Robert family’s knights were undoubtedly strong, they were outnumbered and lacked justification for their cause. It didn’t take long for their formation to crumble as they were driven back.

Raon smirked as he observed the collapsing Robert family knights.

‘That was fast.’

Malane and Revel, who had incited the outer estate, had already fled, disappearing from sight.

As expected, they had only emerged to buy time.

– Throwing away subordinates and fleeing!

Wrath roared, his voice filled with fury, his face turning crimson.

– Those scoundrels must not be spared!

He demanded immediate pursuit, wildly flailing his fists.

‘Don’t worry. I know exactly where they went.’

Raon signaled Glenn with his eyes, indicating that he would handle it himself, before moving toward the outskirts of the Robert family estate.

“Damn it! Using those guys to buy time is impossible!”

Malane gritted his teeth and shook his head. Even though the outer knights were strong, their opponents were the entirety of the Six Kings.

The act of stalling itself was a hopeless endeavor.

“If we stay here, we’ll die too. We should move somewhere, anywhere,” Revel said, exhaling heavily as he glanced back.

“You said that spell is blocking teleportation!” Malane snapped, narrowing his eyes at Chamber’s magic circle in the sky.

“Then we’ll have to dive into the sea. If we move underwater, they won’t notice us,” Revel suggested anxiously, glancing around as he proposed using breathing magic to escape.

“Where are Sir Beorn and Sir Bardiel?” Malane asked, narrowing his eyes as he looked toward the main building.

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen them since they gave the order to stall for time….” Revel lowered his gaze, admitting he had only seen them when receiving his mission.

“Don’t tell me they abandoned us and left first…”

As Malane turned his head with a grimace, both he and Revel suddenly stumbled as if they had tripped over something.

“What the…?”

“Why did we… huh?”

The two began to rise, muttering curses, only to freeze in terror. Four severed legs lay on the ground where they had fallen.

“L-Legs…?”

“Ahhhhhh!”

The two screamed in horror as they realized the severed limbs were their own lower halves.

*Chiiiing!*

With the faint hum of a sword, Raon appeared before them, holding his spotless Heavenly Drive, not a single drop of blood on its blade.

“You… you’re…”

“Raon Zieghart?”

Malane and Revel trembled as they recognized the man who had severed their legs.

“You’ve grown weaker, Malane.”

Raon calmly placed the Heavenly Drive down and struck their chests with his palm, neutralizing the Rage Worms embedded in their hearts.

“Guh!”

“Argh…”

The two coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

“Raon Zieghart… why are you here…?”

“So, even Beorn, the one who stabbed me, was one of Derus’s lackeys. He’s left his mark everywhere,” Raon said, chuckling coldly as he drove the Heavenly Drive and Soul Requiem Sword into their clavicles.

“Gaaaahhh!”

“Urghhh!”

With both heat and cold flowing into them, Malane and Revel screamed as if their throats were being torn apart.

“Where is Derus?”

“I… I don’t know.”

Malane shook his head, claiming he hadn’t seen Derus since he left for a meeting.

“Then who gave the order to stall for time?”

“B-Beorn and Bardiel…”

Revel, struggling to breathe, forced out their names.

“Beorn and Bardiel.”

Raon’s eyes narrowed. These were individuals he had never encountered in his past life. They appeared to be Derus’s trusted confidants who had remained behind.

“What do they look like?”

“T-That…”

“Speak.”

Raon shattered Malane’s collarbone as he infused both Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s heat and Glacier’s cold.

“Aaaargh! I’ll talk! Beorn has red hair and…”

Malane, as if waiting for the chance, described the appearances of Beorn and Bardiel in detail.

After hearing their descriptions, Raon swiftly decapitated Malane and Revel.

“Ugh…”

“Guhhh…”

The two, who had abandoned their subordinates to save themselves, sank into the earth after experiencing excruciating agony.

– You didn’t extract more information from them?

‘They didn’t know anything else.’

Given that they weren’t Derus himself and had merely been ordered by his confidants to stall for time, it was clear they were nothing but disposable pawns.

Holding onto them any longer would have been a waste of time.

Raon bit his lip as he surveyed the Robert family’s estate, where black smoke billowed into the air.

‘I need to move faster.’

He had no intention of leaving even a trace of power that once belonged to Derus in this place.

Moving as swiftly as possible, Raon began eliminating the assassins of the shadows, whose faces he remembered.

‘Derus Robert.’

As Raon walked toward the main building, a murderous intent that had been hidden deep within him began to rise.

‘I will destroy everything you’ve built.’

His steps turned into flames, consuming everything in his path.

Raon assassinated the shadow operatives remaining in the main building before heading to Lucien Mountain, located to the west of the Robert estate.

There, he pushed aside a seemingly ordinary boulder nestled in the breathtaking landscape to reveal what lay beneath.

‘So, they sealed it.’

It seemed someone had anticipated an intruder and blocked off the underground cavern where the shadows were cultivated.

However, instead of destroying the area, they had simply piled soil to block the entrance.

‘That means there’s still something inside.’

Carefully digging through the soil, Raon made his way inside.

Fortunately, the entire interior wasn’t filled, and before long, he found himself stepping onto a staircase.

After descending the exact number of steps he remembered, his feet hit solid ground.

‘It feels strange without them here.’

The underground chamber, once filled with shadow assassins, now lay empty. The lights that had once been kept on around the clock, causing insomnia, were nowhere to be seen. It was as if the memories of his past life were distorted.

‘No, that’s impossible.’

Raon chuckled quietly, recalling his memories in the perfect darkness.

Though the chamber had changed, the echoes of his soul’s agony in this place still lingered.

– What is this place?

Wrath asked, narrowing his eyes as he sensed an overwhelming wrath emanating from the area.

‘Hell.’

Raon curled his lips as he stepped on the sticky floor, stained with dried blood.

‘A hell on earth.’

The scent of blood lingering in the air tickled his nostrils, bringing back vivid memories of his past life.

The moments of vomiting blood under torture, scavenging weeds to eat while fleeing predators, and killing the only friend he had ever confided in came rushing back to him.

– What in the world have you endured…

Wrath exhaled sharply, astonished by the intensity of the wrath.

– Stay focused. There’s something here…

‘Yes, an enemy.’

Raon nodded.

‘I’ve sensed it since I first entered.’

In the pitch-black darkness, a figure shrouded in shadows was lurking. The presence was so skilled that even Raon’s keen senses could barely detect them.

‘This one isn’t disposable.’

Even Derus wouldn’t abandon someone of this caliber. The fact that they were in this sealed-off cavern meant they knew something.

– Do you know who they are?

‘Probably.’

Raon’s expression remained calm as he nodded.

The assassin lurking in the shadows was undoubtedly the Ghost King, the worst assassin he had ever known. A master compared to whom people said “Slaughter King” was mild, and the very one who had helped Derus create this place and abduct Raon.

‘This time…’

Raon placed his hand on the hilt of the Heavenly Drive, staring into the wavering darkness.

‘I’ll cut down even the Ghost King.’