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The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman (Web Novel) - Chapter 934
Chapter 934
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“Authority, huh….”Greed narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Monarchs’ bracelet on Raon’s wrist. His irises thinned, gleaming like coins.
“What do you plan to do by expanding that vessel?”
He sent a flickering, ominous gaze, as though trying to discern Wrath’s intent.
– “Nonsense! It’s not me! This ghostly brat is playing both you and me like fools!”
Wrath flailed his arms, shouting in frustration, though of course Greed couldn’t hear him.
“Whether I use the Monarchs’ Authorities to destroy the continent or slay gods is none of your concern.”
Raon tilted his chin arrogantly, as if he could accomplish it all.
“That much is true.”
Greed smirked faintly and nodded.
“Still, I can’t shake my doubts. Are you Wrath, or just the vessel pretending?”
His eyes glowed calmly, scrutinizing him.
– “Exactly! This isn’t me! The Monarch would never disgrace himself like this!”
Wrath waved his arms desperately, begging to be recognized.
‘As expected, Greed is dangerous.’
Borrowing Wrath’s Authority and soul, even Greed’s monocle would show him as Wrath. Yet Greed still suspected he was just a human. He was nothing like the gullible Monarchs encountered so far.
“For now, I can’t touch you. Either way, the losses would be severe.”
With a snap of his fingers, golden Authority of <Greed> surged into the air.
Wooooong!
It streamed down in graceful arcs like a comet’s tail, settling onto Raon’s wrist.
Fwaaaash!
Golden light flowed like water, blooming into a delicate golden flower-shaped bracelet.
[Part of the Authority of <Greed> seeps into your body and soul.]
[After an adaptation period, the Authority will be unlocked.]
‘Huh?’
Raon’s eyes widened at the golden flower bracelet.
‘This amount…?’
Greed had just given him more Authority at once than any other Monarch before. It rivaled the Authorities he’d nurtured over time through training and life.
‘He gave more than Lust did.’
It even surpassed the <Lust> Lust had gifted him at the start. Raon couldn’t help but grow suspicious.
“Greed. What’s your scheme?”
He frowned at him. If Greed had laced the Authority with some hidden intent, Raon might have caught it. But it was pure—making it harder to read his true thoughts.
“An investment.”
Greed waved it off casually.
“Investment?”
“Yes. I want to dabble in what you’re planning.”
He licked his lips, saying it smelled like a profit waiting to be made.
“You don’t even know what I intend.”
“To win big, you invest where no one else dares. If everyone already knows, the field is barren.”
Greed’s merchant side surfaced again as he tilted his chin. Yet his eyes burned with greater desire than ever.
“My instincts say it’ll pay off handsomely, whether it’s Wrath or just his vessel.”
“….”
Raon lowered his brows, seeing Greed smile coldly.
‘Still suspicious.’
Even now, Greed doubted he was Wrath. He trusted no one—a fitting trait for the Monarch of Greed.
Had Wrath shared Greed’s mindset, Raon might have lost his body long ago.
“Then why this flower shape?”
The bracelet looked too gentle for Greed’s style, making it unsettling.
“Preference.”
Greed repeated Wrath’s old line, shaking his head.
– “What a wretched taste.”
Wrath snorted, mocking him.
“I’ve given the Authority as promised. I’ll be on my way.”
Greed stepped back as if to return to the Devildom.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Lust leveled her finger, brimming with <Lust>, at his throat.
“Can’t I just take one bite before you go?”
Gluttony opened a vast black mouth of <Gluttony> above his head, hungry from exertion.
“Let him go.”
Raon waved them off.
“There’s no point fighting now.”
Since he wasn’t Wrath, capturing Greed would bring more loss than gain. If Greed truly went all out, he could drag both Monarchs into mutual destruction. Letting him go was best.
“Tch….”
Lust clicked her tongue regretfully, lowering her hand.
“I really wanted a taste….”
Gluttony smacked her lips, closing the black mouth, making Raon suddenly wary of her.
“Remarkable. I didn’t think two Monarchs so bound to instinct would heed your words.”
Greed exhaled as if still amazed, stepping to the Devildom’s gate.
“We’ll meet again. I’ll collect my return on this investment then.”
From his shirt pocket, he tossed a gleaming white coin.
Clink.
Raon caught it and examined it. It wasn’t from the present world—engraved upon its surface was a dragon, alive with eerie detail.
“I’ll need to rebuild my fortune. The losses were immense.”
Greed muttered about working quickly, then disappeared through the gate. His demeanor seemed different from when they first met.
“Haa….”
Raon sighed and raised his hand to the gate. Summoning Glacier, he poured Wrath’s <Wrath> into it.
Kwoooooooom!
Wrath’s ultimate—White Aurora—burst from his hand, freezing the massive gate in an instant.
Krrrrack!
Like a glacier collapsing, the gate slowly crumbled, its breath snuffed out by hellish cold.
When it fell from the sky, the black haze split, revealing a sky tinged green. The world, once thought gloomy, looked not so different from his own.
“To use my White Aurora with my Authority… I could die happy….”
Lust flushed, declaring she had no regrets.
“What will you do next? Silver Moon Frost Palm? Take more of my Authority! Take me, even!”
She spread her arms, offering herself.
– “Kyaaaah!”
Wrath shrieked, recoiling.
– “Keep her away from me! She’s terrifying!”
He sniffled pitifully.
“Shame….”
Gluttony sucked her finger, regretful she hadn’t tasted Greed. Unlike Lust, she’d likely be satisfied with ice cream or a good meal.
“Thanks for coming.”
Raon nodded at them.
“I only came ‘cause I’m broke….”
Gluttony twirled her white hair around her finger, repeating that she came for money.
“I’m grateful! Anytime, call me! Just knowing you thought of me makes me happy! Take my skills, my Authority, all of me!”
Lust’s eyes turned deep pink as she rambled feverishly.
– “Grrrk….”
Wrath collapsed, biting his tongue in fear of her fervor.
“But why were you in the Devildom?”
Raon frowned at Lust.
“Weren’t you with Merlin?”
“We split a while ago. I was looking for you and… ended up in the Devildom.”
She shook her head.
‘…Is that even possible?’
Raon tilted his chin at Wrath.
– “Told you. She’s the worst at directions across dimensions. Still don’t understand how she has both those traits in one body….”
Wrath shook his head.
“Then you don’t know where Merlin is?”
Merlin should have shown herself in this war or earlier battles. Disguised as an animal, at least—but nothing. That worried him.
“Mm. It’s been a while.”
“I see….”
Raon nodded grimly.
“Shall I look for her?”
Lust seemed eager.
“No, don’t….”
She might end up in the heavens next. Best to stop her.
“For now, leave this dimension. I’ll finish up and follow.”
“…Fine. I’ll wait….”
Lust frowned but obeyed.
“Are you buying bead ice cream?”
Gluttony waved, claiming she was hungry.
“There’s a shop outside. Wait there with Lust.”
“Okay.”
She nodded happily, grabbed Lust’s hand, and vanished in white light.
– “H-Hey?”
Wrath poked his finger nervously.
– “How about returning my power and soul now? It’s over, isn’t it?”
‘….’
Raon stared silently at him.
– “W-Why are you looking at me like that? You promised to give it back!”
Wrath trembled in fear.
‘Fine. I’ll return it.’
Raon placed his hand on Wrath’s head and released all the borrowed Authority and soul.
Fwoooosh!
The overwhelming strength vanished instantly, leaving him oddly empty—but the experience alone was invaluable.
– “Strange. You’re not the type to return things right away….”
Wrath narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
‘What’s strange? I returned what I borrowed.’
– “Normally you’d use it to threaten me—”
As he pointed accusingly, blue messages flooded Raon’s vision.
[You have accomplished a feat that will be remembered in the continent’s history.]
[You have defeated the Master of the Black Tower.]
[You have been acknowledged by the Monarch of Greed.]
[All stats….]
[New Trait….]
[Trait….]
Rewards from the war filled the screen.
– “Wh-What is all this?! Sure, you did something big, but this is insane! It doesn’t even fit on one page!”
Wrath shook his head violently.
‘….’
But Raon closed the messages without even reading.
– “Huh? Why? And why return my power so quickly? What’s going on?”
‘Because reality hit me. Now’s not the time to read messages.’
Raon brushed back his blood-soaked hair, biting his lip.
– “Reality? Ah….”
Wrath groaned, finally understanding.
‘Now it’s time to take responsibility.’
Raon sighed heavily and headed toward the exit, where everyone awaited.
—
“Mm….”
Karoon lowered his weary sword.
‘I don’t even know what I just witnessed.’
He thought everything was over with one Monarch’s appearance. Then two more appeared and clashed with the golden Monarch.
Amid the chaos, the golden Monarch pressed the advantage and struck at Raon. Yet Raon unleashed an overwhelming aura that crushed all three Monarchs and ended the fight.
Even seeing it, it was hard to believe. His heart still pounded as if it would burst.
“…Is it over?”
Burren swallowed as he approached.
“Why are you still here?”
Karoon frowned. He’d ordered a retreat.
“How could we run when our leader’s there? If he dies, we die with him!”
Martha shook her head firmly.
“One body, one soul….”
Runaan raised a finger, as if the Light Wind was one.
“…I see.”
Normally Karoon would scold them, but seeing the eyes of Burren, Martha, and Runaan—full of family-like resolve—he stayed silent. Raon had ended it all; there was nothing to add.
Fwooosh.
Raon descended, his eyes hollow.
He walked among the dead and the demons, heading for the dimensional exit.
“You worked hard.”
Burren bowed his head.
“That aura at the end—felt like watching the Head of House!”
Martha raised her hand in shock.
“Today… the ultimate handsome.”
Runaan gave a thumbs-up.
“Good work, all of you.”
Raon smiled faintly, weary despite their praise.
“…Something wrong?”
Martha tilted her head at his heavy expression.
“It’s not over yet.”
He looked toward the dimensional gate.
“Not over?”
“Another one’s coming?”
Burren and Martha stiffened in alarm.
“Mm….”
“…”
Karoon kept silent, as if he knew, while Runaan closed her eyes.
“No. It’s reality.”
Raon looked at his bloodstained hand.
“We must remember the dead in this war, and…”
As he thought of the child’s name, his lips trembled.
“Rensia.”
Born shackled by the Black Tower, yet choosing light, helping those worse off. She played the greatest role in toppling the Black Tower and its master. Even as she died, she thought only of her siblings.
He had vowed to ensure her happiness and protect her future, but she was gone, leaving him torn apart.
“Mm….”
“Rensia. Yes… she was there.”
“….”
Burren, Martha, and Runaan lowered their eyes, biting their lips.
– “…”
Even Wrath stayed silent.
Rensia’s wounds could not be healed without someone who had mastered both divine power and medicine. She hadn’t even cultivated aura; her frailty made her death inevitable.
‘Rensia. Thank you.’
Without her, this victory wouldn’t exist.
Raon gave silent thanks as he stepped out of the Black Tower’s dimension.
The fountain where he’d once spoken with her awaited. He had promised her happiness there, promised to care for her siblings as she died—and now, nausea welled within him.
‘I wanted no one else to die.’
Even in victory, it felt hollow.
He bit his lip, lowering his head.
“Raon!”
From behind the fountain came the voice he most wanted to hear.
