The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - [Author: Writing Ant]

Chapter 16

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

[Translator - Kyangi]

[Proofreader - Harley]

Chapter 16

Inside the lord's manor, which resembled a gigantic sword in its sharp atmosphere, its owner-Glenn Zieghart-was sitting on the throne with narrow eyes.

'Come to think of it...'

There was something that the bum called the Ragged Saint had said.

'There are cases of them having exceptional talent.'

Patrick had mentioned that there were cases of children born with the Curse of Frost being exceptionally talented.

'Did that talent manifest?'

If that wasn't the case, then there was no way Raon would still be taking the elixir.

"Hmm..."

Glenn groaned. It wasn't a demeanor he could show to the others as the Destructive King of the North.

'It was a mistake, a huge mistake.'

There was a time when his emotions were as dry as the desert's sands, from breaking through his martial arts realm.

Sylvia was born at that time. He didn't give her any love, unlike the other children. He was more like a trainer than a father, as he just raised her by giving her tasks.

As such, Sylvia didn't get any love from her father nor her mother, and she didn't get any affection from her siblings, either. She ended up living like a creaking marionette and left the family with a man she met from the outside.

'I really didn't feel anything back then.'

Glenn knew that her siblings' slander and the subordinates' revolt were among the reasons why she left, but he didn't really care.

That was because it didn't matter to him what happened to Sylvia. Back then, his only concern was becoming more powerful and making the family bigger and stronger.

And five years after that, he finally realized it after regaining his human emotions when he broke through another hellish wall of martial arts. The fact that he had made a huge mistake that couldn't be reversed.

Sending the bodyguards after her, he managed to save Sylvia-and Raon inside her womb-but his son-in-law and the granddaughter he hadn't even met were mere pools of blood.

'How pathetic.'

He bit his lips from his embarrassing past. Zieghart's head of house, the Destructive King of the North, the Sword Emperor. He was called by different names, but none of them could reverse his past mistake.

He was on extremely bad terms with Sylvia, and it was impossible to recover.

'Raon.'

That's why he resolved to protect his youngest grandson no matter what, even if that would make him hated by Sylvia and Raon as a result.

Knock knock.

When he was steeling his resolution, he heard someone knock on the door.

"Haaah..."

Wiping the exhaustion from his expression, he opened his mouth with cold dignity.

"Enter."

***

Raon entered the indoor gymnasium, excitement pulsing through his veins.

'I finally feel warmed up.'