30 Years After Reincarnating, It Turns Out This World Was A Rofan?! novel Chapter 173

...At a glance, he seemed ordinary.

The brown-haired boy, who looked as though he hadn’t even hit puberty, smiled brightly.

If he’d been born in Ihan’s previous world, that face alone could’ve made him an idol or actor.

But neither of the knights had the luxury of focusing on his looks.

He didn’t radiate an aura of power like a High Mage.

In fact, he seemed downright ordinary.

But both knights knew—that only meant this mage had achieved complete control over his aura.

Ihan had only encountered two people who could suppress their presence so perfectly.

One was an old butler who played at being a servant.

The other was a drunken bum from the knight order who lazed around like a delinquent.

Both looked harmless, but Ihan knew—

Monsters.

In martial terms, they’d reached the levels of Returning to Simplicity (反樸歸眞) or Flawless Refinement (爐火純靑).

Humans who had become so complete that their very existence defied nature.

Or maybe they weren’t human anymore—just creatures pretending to be.

And this boy was the same.

The fact that he had no visible aura made him even more terrifying.

He wasn’t someone they could even think about fighting.

A Transcendent.

Someone who had surpassed human limits, appearing once in millions—or even billions.

A being that had broken through boundaries and simply kept the form of a human.

Fight that thing?

It wasn’t even a possibility.

And so—

Fwoosh!

Ihan and Raq spun around and ran.

Knights who could reach 200 km/h at full speed vanished from sight in an instant.

Their pace only increased as they fled.

Soon, the Magic Tower shrank into nothing but a tiny dot in the distance.

A testament to just how desperately they had run—

“Hey, that won’t do.”

SLAP!

“......”

“......”

The two knights, who had fled tens of kilometers, were suddenly back at the Magic Tower.

As if their escape had never happened.

“...Spatial movement?”

“Or spatial cutting.”

The knights didn’t panic.

Instead, they analyzed what had happened and quickly calmed their breathing.

“How far did we run?”

“Roughly 9 miles.”

“Fucking miles!”

“...Why are you angry?”

Despite the setback, they calculated the distance they’d covered and turned back to the boy—

No.

The 400-year-old monster.

“How far do we need to go to escape this spell?”

“Hmph. You’re asking me?”

“Not that I care whether you answer.”

“...Haha!”

Turr de Seigan laughed cheerfully.

“I’ll tell you! My spatial magic covers a 100-kilometer radius. So unless you plan on moving at the speed of light, there’s no escape.”

“...I see.”

Ihan nodded.

For once, he believed a mage’s words.

Because this wasn’t a normal mage.

It was a Transcendent.

Ihan had dealt with Transcendents before.

He understood their psychology.

They didn’t lie.

Why?

Because—

‘They don’t need to. They can just do whatever they want.’

Power—not wealth, not politics—was their currency.

Absolute strength.

Why would someone with unlimited power bother to lie?

And this man—

“Let’s talk. I’m really curious about you two!”

“......”

“So, what do you say?”

There was no choice.

It was a command, not a request.

And it was infuriating.

Inside the Magic Tower.

[Wait, Tower Master! We must punish them immediately! What’s this nonsense about talking?!]

[Have you finally lost your mind, Tower Master?!!]

[This is unacceptable!]

[Tsk!]

The High Mages raged.

Of the five, one was dead, one was bleeding out, and another had lost an arm.

[Look at our fallen comrades! Look at the Tower!]

Many mages had died.

The Tower was in ruins.

Sure, they could rebuild with the Tower Master, but the damage remained.

The intruders deserved punishment.

That was the logical response.

But—

“Are you giving me orders right now?”

[..........]

“You’ve grown bold, haven’t you? Questioning me, hmm?”

[I-I apologize...!]

“No, no. It’s fine.”

“......”

“Hahaha.”

Despite his playful laughter, the High Mages were pale with fear.

They’d forgotten who he was.

The Tower Master—

“...If you’re just going to apologize, why did you complain in the first place?”

RUMBLE!

The Tower Master wasn’t just mad—he was the madman of the Magic Tower.

[Aghh!]

[T-Tower Master! Please forgive us!]

[S-Spare us!]

[Aghhh!!]

He didn’t even cast a spell.

Just his will.

Killing intent so strong it crushed them.

If he thought about killing, they died.

If he willed destruction, things broke.

Even High Mages couldn’t resist.