REINCARNATION OF THE STRONGEST WAR HERO-Chapter 104: A LONG AWAITED DUEL

Rowan froze for a moment, clearly caught off guard by Daliah’s teasing. Then he grabbed her cheek gently and tugged.

"You little brat. You’re getting bolder by the day."

With that, he sat down at the table.

Logan couldn’t help but smile faintly, amused by the bond between the siblings.

But Daliah was not the type to give up so easily. She leaned forward, grinning.

"Oh, come on! Don’t act innocent. Something’s definitely going on. Just admit it already!"

Daliah knew her brother too well. He was usually quiet, reserved, and didn’t talk to others unless necessary. He rarely let people in. But ever since Logan came into their lives, things had started to shift.

And now? Just one look at Rowan’s face was enough—there was no hiding that change. Not from her.

"There’s nothing going on," Rowan muttered. "You’re just overthinking everything. Sitting around all day with nothing to do has turned your brain into a nest of mischief."

"Huh! Just saying that won’t work. I’m two hundred percent sure something’s going on," Daliah huffed. "I’m not leaving until you tell me!"

Rowan sighed. "Alright, alright. I’ll tell you. But it’s not as exciting as you think."

He glanced at Logan briefly. "Logan and I are just going to have a friendly spar. That’s all."

The first half of the sentence made Daliah frown a little.

But the second half? Her face lit up like fireworks. She jumped to her feet in excitement.

"Let’s go, let’s go! We can’t be late!" she cheered, practically bouncing in place.

Rowan ran a hand through his hair with a sigh.

"Can we at least finish lunch first?"

This time, Logan couldn’t hold back his laughter.

"Lunch? Fine," Daliah said quickly. "But hurry! We don’t have much time!"

The way she said it made it sound like a life-changing opportunity was on the line—and even a few minutes’ delay would ruin everything.

Finally, the lunch began.

Roasted meats, rich curries, grilled fish, steamed vegetables, and fresh fruit salad—nothing was missing from the feast.

The sight of the lavish spread and the delicious aroma wafting through the air was enough to make even a full stomach growl.

And the three of them? They were already starving.

Logan quietly took a slice of grilled fish and added a bit of salad to his plate before beginning to eat at a calm pace.

Among the three, he was the only one with a clear mind—so naturally, he focused more on the food.

After spending the entire day in the library, he hadn’t even realized how hungry he had become.

On the other side of the table, Rowan and Daliah also began picking different items onto their plates.

But neither of them was truly focused on the meal.

One of them was busy formulating strategies—planning which feints to use, which spells would be best for offense, and which ones for defense. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

And the other? She was simply too excited.

She wanted to see Logan in real action.

She hadn’t seen him fight during the dungeon break yesterday, nor had she watched him in the tournament.

All she had were Rowan’s words—telling her that Logan was strong.

And now, she was eager to see for herself what this boy, who was the same age as her, was really capable of.

More than that, she wanted to understand why her brother had been changing so much since meeting him.

There wasn’t much conversation during lunch today.

Prince Elias hadn’t joined them either, so the meal was quieter than usual.

Soon enough, the three of them began finishing up.

Daliah was the first to stand up.

"You’re still not done? Are you eating at a snail’s pace or what? Hurry up!" she said, practically bursting with excitement.

Rowan and Logan both chuckled and quickly finished the rest of their food before getting up.

Without waiting, Daliah grabbed Rowan’s hand and started pulling him toward the door.

But Rowan protested,

"Easy now, will you? I just finished eating. Can’t we take a moment to breathe?"

Daliah rolled her eyes.

"Fine. You can rest once we get to the training yard. Now move!"

Rowan had no choice. His sister was practically dragging him by the arm.

Logan followed behind them with an amused smile, watching the two siblings bicker their way out of the room.

The three of them walked down the hallway together.

Up front, Daliah was half-dragging Rowan by the hand, practically skipping. Logan trailed behind them with a soft smile.

Even the passing servants couldn’t help but chuckle quietly, seeing the usually lively but composed princess this excited.

After exiting through the palace gates, they turned left.

About 80 meters ahead was a vast open area—the training yard.

On one side of the yard stood two large weapon racks.

One held real weapons—like swords, spears, shields—all neatly arranged.

The other displayed wooden practice weapons of similar shapes and sizes.

At the yard, it was easy to tell that the ground had been reinforced with mana-resistant artifacts, designed specifically to absorb impact.

It was clear that this place was built to withstand heavy spells and high-intensity sparring without crumbling.

Daliah dragged Rowan all the way to the center, with Logan following at a calm pace behind them.

Once they reached the middle, Daliah finally let go of Rowan’s hand.

Then, without warning, she dashed off with a playful grin and ducked behind one of the poles—like a soldier taking cover before battle.

"Ready?" she shouted.

Rowan raised an eyebrow.

"I thought we were supposed to rest first. You agreed with it. Remember?"

Daliah peeked out and waved dismissively.

"Come on! What’s the point of resting even more?

You’ve already had plenty of rest just walking here!

Now fight. Show me that your skills haven’t rusted from sitting around all day in palace!"

She was clearly trying to provoke him playfully—to get the spar started as soon as possible.

But her mischief was crystal clear to both of the boys.

They both laughed.

Rowan shook his head, still smiling.

"This girl..."

Then he turned to Logan.

"Well, we just finished lunch, but looks like we won’t be getting any break after all.

So... what do you say? Can we start the spar?"

Logan gave a small, confident smile.

"Ready whenever you are."

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