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30 Years After Reincarnating, It Turns Out This World Was A Rofan?! novel Chapter 249

...Why was it so easy to imagine what his expression would be right now?

‘It’s probably frozen in place.’

Sure enough.

  • "You look scary."

  • "I’m under threat. It’s not really a time to smile."

  • "That’s true. But, don’t you think you’re being a bit too quick? There might be some misunderstanding."

  • "Could be."

  • "And still, you don’t hesitate."

  • "That’s the funny part."

    Despite the words being meant as a joke, Ihan raised his sword with a completely serious expression.

  • "Changing your image at that age? It can’t be easy."

  • "Haha, no matter how old you get, the path of challenge is always open, isn’t it?"

  • "That was a foolish question on my part. Your answer is the wise one."

  • "I’ve just lived a little longer. Maybe that’s the only wisdom I have."

    Even though Iliad maintained his polite tone, those watching could feel the atmosphere was thick, suffocating with tension.

    The space was heavy, almost as if it were consumed by an invisible fog, and at any moment, something could happen.

    In such an atmosphere...

  • "Oh right, I almost forgot. Congratulations."

  • "Eh?"

  • "Your leg. You’re standing well now."

    And thus, Ihan apologized in advance.

  • "Let’s start by cutting off that leg."Whoooosh!

    Ihan stomped down with his foot, and without any hesitation, swung his sword toward Iliad’s lower body.

    ***

    ...Levi didn’t see it.

    The exact moment when his master moved or drew his sword.

    It was that fast—so fast that it was almost miraculous how that large body could move so swiftly.

    And then...

    Cling!

    "...Blocked?!"

    The ease with which such a strike was blocked was surreal, as though the sword’s trajectory had been predicted and blocked with an air of indifference.

    But of course, his master was his master.

    Boom!

    Iliad swung his sword again, as if daring his opponent to block it, and with each swing, light radiated from the edges of the blade.

    Yet, each time...

  • "Wow, this is terrifying."Iliad managed to block each of Ihan’s blows and countered with a rippling energy—using nothing but his light rapier.

    ...Is that even possible?

    Levi, who also specialized in the rapier, understood.

    The rapier wasn’t ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) meant to be used like that.

    You could aim for speed or counters, but blocking a swordsman far superior in terms of physicality with a weapon as light as a rapier? It was like a fox trying to stop the paw of a bear.

    Yet, how...?

  • "This is Father’s ‘Willow Sword’ technique."

  • "?"

  • "It’s a technique where you calculate the opponent’s movements, posture, even the subtle shifts in their body and aura, and divert their power with precision, even if it’s a powerful strike. It’s a technique that makes the most powerful strike feel like it’s being brushed aside."

  • "Can something like that really be possible?"

  • "I don’t know either. But... Father could do it."

    No matter how much the physical difference or how fast and strong the opponent was, Iliad’s swordsmanship could calculate everything in the blink of an eye, adjusting the force and deflecting the sword by the slightest margin—a technique so close to divine that it was only available to someone with his unique skill.

    This technique was a gift granted only to Iliad, the greatest swordsman in the history of his family and the kingdom. Only someone like the former genius swordsman, Duke Blake, could possibly imitate it.

  • "But even he could only imitate it. Duke Blake himself confirmed that he couldn’t completely replicate it. It’s a technique granted only to Father."

  • "......"

    Gulp...

    It’s often said that geniuses are beings with abilities that overwhelm everyone else—beings with brilliance that awe and enchant all who witness them.

    ...It was an accurate assessment.

    Levi, on the verge of death, could not hide his admiration and shock. Iliad’s swordsmanship was showing a level of artistry that no amount of effort could ever match.

    But still...

  • "But... Kunta says there’s something strange with his body. His joints are off, and his bones seem thicker."

  • "......"

    Arno, unable to deny Kunta’s sharp observation, couldn’t suppress his silence.

    What Kunta said was true. The Willow Sword was indeed an extraordinary and powerful technique.

    But...

    ‘It wasn’t enough to easily divert the instructor’s strength like this.’

    It wasn’t that Iliad was weak, but rather that his master, Ihan, was unnaturally strong.

    And yet, now...

    ‘It feels like he’s attached springs or rubber bands to his joints.’

    Just like Kunta had said, Iliad’s body seemed to stretch like rubber, and his movements had a spring-like rebound, as if he had undergone some unnatural modification.

    His skeleton, once ordinary despite his towering talent, now seemed to have undergone years of genetic alteration, like he had been injected with metal and substances to modify his bone and muscle structure. And the more he moved, the more these changes became...

    Crack!

    It became clearer and clearer.

  • "...I can’t deny it now."Crunch...

    Arno gritted his teeth, accepting the bitter reality with a heart full of regret.

    His father, Iliad de Offen, had...

  • Demons instinctively eat people. And they show no resistance to this.Loss of humanity.

    They begin to enjoy cannibalism and fratricide, even attacking the very families they once loved and enjoying the act of eating them.

    Their memories are intact, and they understand moral laws, but they break them with ease, as if it's the most natural thing in the world.

    Therefore, a Demon is essentially classified as a ‘Monster.’

    It means they are no longer human, and they’ve crossed a river that they cannot return from.

    So...

  • "I have to kill Father... don’t I, Grandmother?"Swish.

  • "Why did you come here? You should have just stayed at the family estate, trusting me."She chastised him coldly, and Arno, who would normally have apologized, instead responded with a rebuttal.

  • "I’m sorry, Grandmother, but you are a great swordswoman, yet you have many disqualifications as a person. If I left things to you, it would take more than a year, at least."

  • "You’re being too harsh."

  • "I admit it’s harsh, but am I wrong?"

  • "......"

  • "Grandmother, you intended to subdue Father, didn’t you...?"This meant that she had deliberately chosen not to kill him.

  • "I’m sorry."Felicia’s apology carried many meanings.

  • "I was so pathetic that things turned out like this..."...An apology for her own incompetence.

  • "You don’t need to apologize. It wasn’t your intention, was it?"

  • "......"

  • "And as for Father..."

  • "When I first found him, he was already like this."

  • "......"

  • "Yes, when I first found him, he was already halfway demonized, and I had to make a choice. To subdue him, or...?"To kill him.

  • "I chose the former..."People often say,

  • "I had forgotten that my child was once called the ‘Sword Saint.’"Iliad was not a swordsman that could be easily subdued.

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