The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

omehow.’

It was a matter he needed to solve with his own power.

“Argh!”

“Kuaaaah!”

“Th-That thing over there! What is that?”

“It’s a monster…”

Even the soldiers could feel the Sloth’s energy at that point.
They either immediately fainted or started foaming from their mouths because of that tremendous power.

“Raon.”

Milland was still standing at the front when he called him.
His voice was trembling, but his mind was unwavering.

“Come over here.”

“…Yes.”

Raon forcefully straightened his back and walked up to Milland, who was standing on the castle gate.

“Thank you.”

“What?”

“I managed to evacuate all the citizens thanks to your warning.
You are the best lucky charm that has ever come to Habun Castle.”

He was smiling slightly.
Despite the situation, he still had no intention of withdrawing.

“Take the others and run away.
I’ll stay here to buy time.”

Milland raised his sword.
The astral energy emanating from the blade became a blue torch to erase the darkness.
It was a heat created by scorching his soul.

“Commander…”

“I’ve lived long enough and accomplished many things.
However, it will be a waste if you and the others die here.
Your era hasn’t arrived yet.”

He was smiling despite knowing that his end was coming.
He was a stubborn commander that had been living with a single purpose, and Raon didn’t want to let him die like that.

“He is too much to handle on your own.”

 

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Raon raised his sword, remaining right next to Milland.
He resonated the rings of fire and gathered the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s aura.
The flower came into a full bloom on the silver blade, creating a flash of hope to burn away the darkness.

 

Whaaam!

 

The blazing light bursting from the two blades began to sever the darkness.

“This is…”

“C-Commander! Raon!”

“The two of them are pushing back the darkness!”

The collapsed people, who were grasping their chests, felt the auspicious light and stood back up.

“Escape the castle now! It’s the commander’s order!”

Raon shouted Milland’s order, increasing the intensity of the light he was emanating.

“What does that…”

“W-We can’t leave!”

“We will stay until the end…”

“Who are you trying to help when you can’t even stand? Leave already!”

Milland shouted without looking back.
He was breathing heavily.
Raon was the only one that could see, as he was right next to him, that vitality was leaving his face.

“W-We…”

“We are escaping! Stand up and climb down the castle walls! Open the southern gate!”

Terian bit his lip and went down the walls.
It was more difficult for him than anyone else to make that decision, but he understood Milland’s feelings better than anyone.

“Y-Young master!”

Dorian shouted ‘Young master’ for the first time in Habun Castle.

“Dorian, you shall leave first.
I’ll follow you soon enough, so go ahead!”

“Are you really coming?”

“Do you think I’d die in a place like this?”

“A-Alright! You have to come! I’ll kill you if you don’t!”

He raised his clenched fist, then helped the scouts to climb down the wall.
He was trustworthy at a time like this, despite the fact that he always complained about difficult situations.

Even though the soldiers were told to escape, they couldn’t easily make the decision to leave.
They kept turning back to look at Raon and Milland.

“You should leave now as well.
You can’t stay here anymore.”

Milland pushed him with his shoulder while his pale lips trembled.

“I’ll hold out a bit longer!”

Raon forced his convulsing fingers to stop and shook his head.
His senses were telling him to leave immediately, but he didn’t want to.

It’s already too late.

Alongside Wrath’s blunt voice, the pressure weighing down on him grew stronger.

“It’s cold and sleepy… It’s because of you… That I’m here…”

Raon almost lost consciousness from the tremendous energy wave Sloth was emanating as he got close to the castle walls.
The torch of aura that he barely managed to create was faltering like a candle in the wind.

 

Rumble!

 

The Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s flame was extinguished first under the increasing pressure.

“Keuh…”

Raon knelt, feeling like his legs were being crushed.
He couldn’t even raise his head anymore against the pressure, which was strong enough to rip apart his organs.

“Kuaaah!”

It didn’t look like Milland would last long either.
His legs were trembling like a leaf.

“Huff!”

“Argh!”

“A-Again?”

Once they started faltering, the escaping soldiers started to collapse once again.

I told you that you only have two choices.
Make your decision now.
Do you choose to die, or do you choose to give your body to the King of Essence?

‘Two choices…’

Raon shook his head, looking at Milland, who was holding out until the end.
He couldn’t yield to Wrath’s temptation.
The more difficult the situation was, the more important it was to keep his composure and think.

He had enough information.

He could smell death from everywhere, but it didn’t feel like there was no way to survive, unlike in his previous life.

He could probably save them if he somehow combined the information he obtained from Wrath.
He wanted to save his comrades in war that had believed in him for the first time. 

Cold, sleepy, someone as powerful as him, time, annoyed, simpleminded.

Raon quickly combined the information he heard from Wrath in his head.
At that moment, his brain was functioning faster than any other time.

The words that were spinning like beads inside a barrel systematically linked with each other to form an answer.

‘This should…’

It was a gamble, but he could save everyone and even benefit from it.
However, the gamble required some assistance.

‘Wrath.’

Have you decided? So, you are finally giving your body…

‘Let’s trade.’

What? Trade?

‘I’ll accept your wrath, so help me stand in front of that stupid demon king.’

Raon’s eyes were full of conviction as he looked at Wrath.

Why are you trying such a pointless thing?

‘You told me that there were only two ways for me to survive.
This is a different method from those two.’

Nonsense! Nothing will change even if you stand in front of Sloth!

‘It will.
So, are you doing it or not?’

There’s no benefit for me.
Your body will belong to the King of Essence in the end.

‘No, it won’t.’

Raon adamantly shook his head.

‘I won’t give you my body even if I die.’

Bullshit!

‘You should know by now.
I don’t bluff, just like you don’t lie.’

Raon Zieghart…

Wrath ground his teeth.

‘Even if I give my body to you, those people are all going to die.
If that’s the case, then I’ll also die with them here.’

Raon dropped the hilt he was holding on until the end, and the sword fell on the ground with a clank.

Y-You bastard!

Wrath’s eyes started wavering for the first time.
It was proof that he was agitated.

‘If my method doesn’t work, then I’ll give my body to you right after.
I promise.’

Keeuh!

He ground his teeth, looking back and forth between Raon and Sloth, who had almost reached the castle.

“Keuh!”

Milland collapsed before Wrath made his decision.
Even though it was a short time, he looked like he was twenty years older now as he breathed heavily on the ground.
The way he was still holding his sword after fainting was an admirable sight to behold.

 

Whaaam!

 

After he collapsed, the pressure weighing upon him felt like the sky was falling down on him.
It felt like his shoulders were being crushed and his internal organs were bursting.

‘Wrath!’

Damn it! You will pay a huge price for this.

Vitality returned to his powerless body.
Energy was flowing from Wrath.
At the same time, the emotion of wrath he received in return was seeping deep inside his soul.

“Huff…”

However, Wrath didn’t give him that much energy.
He had to give it his all and barely managed to stand.

‘What a stingy guy.’

Raon grit his teeth and resonated the rings of fire, used the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and unleashed Glacier.
He even called on the power of his previous life to stand up.

His bones and muscles were screaming, and his heart and lungs were being crushed.
He clenched his teeth.

‘Keuh!’

Enduring the fear coursing through his soul and the pressure destroying his body, he stood on the castle wall.

 

Whaaam!

 

He met the eyes of Sloth, who had finally reached the castle wall.
A small ray of light was reflected in the demon king’s eyes, which used to be full of laziness.

‘I did it.’

Those eyes convinced him that he could make use of the situation.

“King of Sloth, you must have felt it by now.”

Raon twisted his bleeding lips.

“I’m the vessel of wrath that serves the Wrath.”

V-Vessel of wrath? Why would you be a vessel of wrath? What are you doing right now?

‘What a stupid question.’

‘I’m trampling on your arrogance and getting a second doormat.’