The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

name that he could give as an excuse.

“I-I learned it from the Light Wind Squad leader.”

“Rimmer.
I knew it would be him.”

Glenn nodded.
The open area was filled with the chilly atmosphere of the northern ocean’s tidal wave in an instant.

“I’ve created the Supreme Harmony Steps to match me.
You should learn my Supreme Harmony Steps, then make it your own to complete it.”

After staring at Raon for a moment, Glenn disappeared from sight, like scattering snowflakes.

“My own Supreme Harmony Steps…”

Raon exhaled lightly, looking at the spot where Glenn had disappeared.
His advice seemed to align with what Wrath told him earlier.

Since it’s over now, go to sleep already.
The King of Essence is tired.

‘Wait a moment.’

He shook his head, looking at Glenn’s footprints on the ground.
Since those traces were pretty much a special opportunity for him, sleeping wasn’t an option.

Raon rotated the Ring of Fire and used the Supreme Harmony Steps, following Glenn’s footprints on the ground.

Because the tension left him, he failed his first attempt.
However, he regained his posture and kept repeating it until he succeeded.

The first step that he thought he had gotten used to was also completely different from Glenn’s, so he figured he should start it over and repeated it over and over.

With his body practicing the footwork and his brain imagining Glenn’s movements, the whole world turned white, and he felt like the only thing that existed in the world were the footprints and himself.

Raon didn’t realize that messages had appeared in front of his eyes as he kept practicing the Supreme Harmony Steps, looking at the footprints.

[You are entering an extremely focused state.]

[The Supreme Harmony Steps’ acquisition is accelerated.]

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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Inside the pure white space, without a single speck of dust, multiple bloody red pillars were lined up.
There was a high platform at the deepest part, and the inside couldn’t be seen because of a red curtain.

“Kuh!”

The seventh apostle’s murderous moan could be heard from the center of the strange place, which almost looked like a temple.

“It hurts… It hurts too much…”

The seventh apostle screamed, caressing his chest, arm, and thigh that the Blade of Requiem had cut through.
Gray blood smeared his white clothes.

“The pain isn’t going away! The injuries aren’t fading even though I used bloody techniques!”

He grit his teeth while tearing out his own flesh.
Although he kept using the White Spirit Aura, the excruciating pain continued instead of his injury healing.

“The master is coming soon.
Shut your mouth.”

The tenth apostle, who was leaning his back against a pillar while watching him, narrowed his eyes.

“Huff!”

Overwhelmed by his pressure, the seventh apostle shut his mouth and shrunk his shoulders.
However, his body kept trembling in pain.

Swish.

Along with the clear sound of blowing wind, the curved shadow of a woman’s body appeared from behind the curtain.

“Greeting the master.”

“G-Greeting the master.”

The tenth apostle knelt, and the seventh apostle also bowed while enduring the pain.
There was only one person the apostles would call their master and kneel for.
She was the master of the White Blood Religion, the religious leader of the White Blood.

“You may rise.”

A hand lightly waved at them from inside the curtain, and the tenth and seventh apostles raised their heads at the same time.

Unlike the other transcenders, the White Blood’s religious leader didn’t have a powerful pressure.
Her faint pressure almost felt like it didn’t exist, but the mysterious and elegant atmosphere around her was incomparable to anyone else.

“So, were you defeated by a Zieghart boy?”

The sweet voice resounding from the other side of the curtain felt like it could melt the soul.

“I-I wasn’t defeated!”

“Come this way.”

“Ah, yes…”

The seventh apostle wasn’t able to stand up, so he pretty much crawled towards the platform.

“Hmm.”

The White Blood Religion’s leader examined the seventh apostle’s injury with passionate eyes.
Each time her gaze was directed at the seventh apostle, his whole body trembled.

“It’s ghastly energy.
And this ghastly energy has resentment against the White Blood.”

She stretched her long finger over the curtain, and yellow blood came out from the seventh apostle’s injury to float in the air.

“Th-The pain…”

The seventh apostle’s eyes widened.
He felt like thousands of ants were biting him just a moment before, yet it was gone in an instant.
That yellow blood must’ve contained an extreme amount of malice.

“Th-Thank you, Master!”

The White Blood Religion’s leader nodded slightly before tilting her head.

“Who defeated you again?”

“I-I was really just careless! If I meet him again, I’ll bite off his neck…”

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“Is it even possible for a Master to lose against an Expert because of carelessness?”

“That’s…”

“I guess I made a mistake in raising you.”

“Kuah…”

The red curtain was lifted slightly, and beautifully shining black eyes could be seen.
Although the seventh apostle could only see her eyes, he grasped his neck as if he couldn’t breathe and the tenth apostle bit his lips.

“You lost all of the sacrifices, and the rumor spread about Zieghart’s young one defeating an apostle.
I had some expectations of you, but it’s a shame.
This is as far as you go.”

The amount of pressure coming from the religious leader was less than rock bottom.
However, it soared in an instant to reach the sky.
The entire place trembled as if it would collapse, despite being built sturdily.

“I-I’ll take care of him.”

The seventh apostle mustered all his strength to open his mouth.

“I’ll kill him and erase everyone that spread the rumor from the earth.
P-Please give me one more chance!”

He slammed his head on the ground so hard that he could have started bleeding.

“I’ll make the entire world fear the White Blood Religion! Please, give me a chance…”

“Someone like you cannot create fear towards the White Blood Religion.”

“Kuh!”

Cold sparks appeared from the religious leader’s eyes, and veins popped all over the seventh apostle’s face, 

“However, it would be too harsh to kill you because of a single failure.”

“Ugh…”

The seventh apostle realized she really did intend to kill him, and his face turned pale.

“Take this with you.”

The religious leader snapped her fingers, and a small glass bottle came flying towards him from the other side of the curtain.
It contained liquid, as transparent as water.

“A-Am I really getting this precious…”

“This is your last chance.”

The line of the religious leader’s jaw twisted up from the other side of the curtain.

“Since I’ll squeeze out even more blood from your body if you fail again.”

“Th-That’s never going to happen!”

The seventh apostle swallowed nervously, then bowed.

“You can go.”

“Yes!”

“He slammed his head on the ground before disappearing from that place.

“How was he?”

The religious leader’s gaze was now directed at the tenth apostle, who was kneeling on the right.

“His huge potential is worthy of admiration.
He even declared war against me when he seemed about to collapse at any moment.”

The tenth apostle immediately answered, since he realized the religious leader was asking about Raon instead of the seventh apostle.

“To that extent?”

“His weapon is also threatening.
He might become a huge hindrance to the cult if we leave him alone.”

“Hmm…”

The religious leader groaned slightly and caressed her own lips.

“Was his name Raon Zieghart?”

“Yes.”

“If the seventh loses again next time, you shall bring him here.”

“Bring him here alive?”

“Of course, since I’m going to make him my disciple.”

“……”

“Why? Does that remind you of your past?”

“It was nothing.”

The religious leader smiled, and the tenth apostle shook his head.

“Huhu, don’t you think it would be interesting if Zieghart’s greatest talent joined the White Blood Religion?”

Her excited laughter seeped into the white space.

“I’m already curious how that old man will look.”

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The Heavenly Blade division leader was watching the open area of the annex building from the North Grave Mountain.

Although Glenn had already left, Raon was still practicing the Supreme Harmony Steps in the same location.

“Why did you follow me all the way here?”

The Heavenly Blade leader turned around towards the voice coming from behind her.
Glenn was looking at her with his usual gaze, his hands behind his back.

“My mission is to follow the head of house unless I’m assigned to another mission.”

The Heavenly Blade leader lowered her chin slightly and answered.

“I think it was too much.”

The Heavenly Blade leader closed her eyes.

“Too much?”

“I’m not saying that it was excessive to give him the Supreme Harmony Steps.
What I mean is that the Supreme Harmony Steps are too much for the current Light Wind’s vice-squad leader to handle.”

What Raon received was an opportunity, but it was a poisonous one.
It was as clear as day that he would only end up wasting time, no matter how much of a genius he was.

“I see.”

Glenn nodded, neither refuting nor agreeing with her.
He watched Raon for a while before turning around.

“You should watch him until he returns to the annex building.”

“What about my lord…?”

“I need to teach someone a lesson.”

“Ah…”

She didn’t need him to tell her who he was going to teach a lesson, since she could already tell.
It must’ve been the crazy bastard that taught gambling to that excellent gemstone.

“Understood.”

The Heavenly Blade leader nodded, and Glenn melted into the shadow and disappeared.

Although no one was watching her, the Heavenly Blade leader kept watching Raon with a straight posture.
Since it was a mission Glenn personally gave her, she prepared herself to react to any situation.

‘It shouldn’t take long.’

Judging from the way Raon was using his footwork, he kept failing and there was no sign of progress.
Since there was no way he would continue that boring practice when he didn’t even have a clue, she guessed that Raon would give up soon enough and leave.

However, despite her expectations, he didn’t leave the open area after a few hours had passed.
He kept practicing his footwork until sunrise, collapsing in exhaustion and falling down from failure.

Thud.

Raon’s feet stopped when the rising sun started to shine upon the open area.

‘Is it over?’

His tenacity was pretty good, at least.

She admired Raon’s tenacity, since he kept practicing footwork for over eight hours without resting at all, even though all he did was fail.

However, despite her expectations, Raon lowered his posture once again instead of returning to the annex building.

‘How admirable.
But it still won’t work, since it’s impossibl…huh?’

The Heavenly Blade leader’s eyes widened upon witnessing Raon advancing through the golden light of daybreak.

‘Th-That guy! What the hell?!’

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