Reincarnation Of The Legendary Sword Saint

Rowan’s lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

"Oh, really but not now maybe tonight?" he said.

"I’ll see you tonight. I’m leaving now," Fenrir added, turning to retreat.

Rowan’s hand moved with deliberate precision.

In the next instant, he vanished.

When he reappeared, he had taken the exact position of his clone, standing in the classroom as if nothing had changed.

Meanwhile in the Demon Realm.

"What the hell is going on...?"

Morvex sat on his throne, fingers digging into the armrests.

"How did this happen?"

His eyes burned with fury.

"I lost... two high-ranking demons."

His voice dropped, darker.

"Especially Hai."

Morvex’s jaw clenched.

"I gave him power. I gave him rank. I gave him authority."

"He should’ve been strong... too strong."

His aura trembled.

"But in the end..."

His eyes narrowed.

"Even after their deaths... I didn’t even get the crystal I wanted."

His breathing slowed, but his anger didn’t fade.

"When the previous Demon Lord left his legacy..."

His voice turned colder.

"...it was inside that crystal."

"I didn’t forget."

"And I know it still exists."

Morvex leaned forward slightly.

"But that boy..."

His eyes darkened.

"He is human."

He said it as if it were impossible.

"I can tell what is human... and what isn’t."

His voice sharpened.

"His power is inhuman."

"Far more terrifying than any demon I have ever seen."

"But still..."

Morvex’s fingers dug deeper into the throne.

"He is human."

Suddenly, his vision cut off.

The connection vanished.

Because Kozan had died.

Morvex’s eyes widened.

"...What?"

He could no longer see.

He could no longer hear.

The link through Kozan’s eyes had ended.

His lips twitched.

Then his rage exploded.

"IZAL!"

A voice echoed through the massive demon hall.

"Please... calm down!"

But Morvex stood.

His aura erupted.

BOOOOOOM!!

The entire Demon King’s palace shook.

Walls trembled.

Pillars cracked.

The ground split.

Even the servants collapsed instantly, choking on the overwhelming pressure.

One servant’s body collapsed and never rose again.

Dead.

Just from the pain leaking from Morvex’s aura.

"Calm down?" Morvex snarled.

His voice was poison.

"You tell me to calm down?"

His eyes widened with fury.

"Didn’t you see it?!"

"That human mocked me!"

He clenched his fists.

"I think it’s time."

"We destroy him."

Izal stepped forward cautiously, face pale.

"My lord... please."

"Be calm."

Morvex turned his head slowly, eyes glowing.

"What do you mean, calm?"

His aura flared again.

The palace shook harder.

Izal swallowed.

Morvex finally sat back on his throne.

The shaking slowed, but the pressure remained.

The air still felt heavy.

Like the demon realm itself was kneeling.

Morvex leaned back, voice low.

"Tell me."

"You are my advisor."

"What should I do?"

Izal hesitated.

Then he spoke honestly.

"To be truthful... now is not the time to strike."

Morvex’s eyes narrowed.

Izal continued carefully.

"That boy is... outstanding."

"Truly outstanding."

"But he isn’t normal."

His eyes hardened.

"In fact... there’s something about him I cannot understand."

Izal’s voice lowered.

"He is... something else."

"He is not a hero."

"A hero cannot be this strong."

Morvex’s aura rose again, deadly.

"Answer my question properly."

"I am filled with anger."

"And if you hesitate again..."

His eyes sharpened.

"I will kill you right now."

Izal’s body stiffened.

Then he bowed immediately.

"Forgive me, Lord Morvex."

"I will answer directly."

He raised his head.

"The best choice is to send one of your generals."

Morvex’s eyes narrowed.

"One of my generals..."

Izal nodded.

"Yes."

"One of them should be enough to kill him."

"There is no doubt."

Morvex went silent.

Then he spoke slowly.

"My generals are strong."

He leaned forward, voice cold.

"Judging from what I saw today..."

"That boy isn’t even on my level."

"And he would barely survive against one of my generals."

His lips curled slightly.

Then he raised his hand.

"Go."

His voice echoed like a decree of death.

"Summon them."

"Summon all of my generals."

"Tell them what happened."

"They will decide which of them will go."

His eyes darkened.

"And another thing..."

Morvex’s voice turned colder.

"The humans have stopped coming into the demon realm through portals."

"They sent countless heroes to kill me."

"They sent armies."

"They sent parties."

"They all died."

His gaze sharpened.

"But now..."

His voice dropped.

"...they have stopped."

Izal bowed deeply.

"Yes, Lord Morvex."

"Excuse me, my lord."

"As I take my leave."

And with that, Izal turned and walked away, leaving the throne room beneath the crushing, suffocating pressure of Morvex’s wrath.

After a while, the four generals all walked into the Demon Lord’s throne room.

Two male demons.

Two female demons.

They briefly bowed before Morvex.

"So... we heard the orders," they all said.

Morvex’s eyes narrowed.

"Yes. You did."

He leaned forward slightly, his voice cold.

"Zaruk and Kryth."

"Valra and Terra."

"You all... something grievous has happened."

The air in the throne room became heavier.

"Two high-ranking demons were killed..."

His voice lowered.

"...by a single human."

The four generals’ expressions changed slightly.

Morvex continued.

"If it took at least fifteen to twenty people to defeat them, I wouldn’t have been this angry."

His aura trembled.

"But just one human..."

His eyes burned.

"...was strong enough."

He slammed his hand against the throne’s armrest.

"What if there are more like him?"

"What if there are more like him?!"

The generals remained silent.

Then Morvex’s gaze shifted.

"Valra."

His voice turned sharper.

"You."

Valra lifted her head.

Morvex pointed toward her.

"I’m sending you to go pick him out."

His eyes narrowed.

"And when you find him..."

His voice became colder.

"Bring his head back with you."

Valra stepped forward.

She didn’t look afraid

Instead, she placed her hand on her chest and bowed slightly.

"Oh, MY LORD..."

She smiled, licking her lips.

"You can trust me."

Her fist tightened.

"I will kill him."

Valra was dark-skinned, her features almost human.

But a single horn curved from her head, marking her as something far more monstrous.

She wore a pure black outfit, her aura sharp and deadly.