Reincarnation Of The Legendary Sword Saint-Chapter 49: Mastery

Elian stepped back, surprised. Not possible. I come from a family known for water and ice magic, the most talented in the country. Yet here was this boy claiming, learning techniques in a single day that would take most years to master. What is he trying to do? she thought silently.

"I’m ready... are you?" Rowan said calmly.

She shook her head slightly.

"Fine. Let’s see if you can really back up your words."

Elian raised her hand, forming a sharp stream of water. Rowan moved instantly, dodging as the attack sliced through the air.

She smiled and rushed forward again. Elian continued attacking, leaping back and forth, her water blades moving faster and faster.

She grew irritated.

Then she raised her hand higher.

Aldwin’s eyes narrowed as he watched.

Her mana spiked.

She thrust her hand forward, launching another attack.

This time, Rowan didn’t move.

The water blade rushed toward him, then stopped midair.

It froze.

The water lost its shape and dropped to the ground, turning into harmless liquid.

Elian’s eyes widened.

"Did he... stop it?" she whispered.

She immediately summoned another wave of attacks, but Rowan raised his hand again. The arrows halted in the air, completely under his control.

She tried pulling them back, but he redirected them instead.

They fell apart at her feet.

Even Aldwin was stunned.

"That shouldn’t be possible..." Elian muttered. "Controlling another person’s magic, that’s—"

She clenched her fists, anger flaring.

Then she raised her hand again.

Her aura surged violently, wind whipping around her as her mana exploded outward. Her hair and clothes fluttered wildly.

"Hey! Calm down!" Aldwin shouted.

But she wasn’t listening.

Rowan watched quietly, eyes sharp.

"She’s losing control," he said calmly. "This isn’t good."

The wind howled violently as the temperature dropped. Frost crept across the ground while the air itself trembled.

Elian raised her arm, her expression twisted with emotion.

Hundreds of ice spheres began forming around her.

Seven hundred of them.

They hovered in the air, glittering with lethal cold.

Rowan stood still.

"She’s really angry..." someone muttered.

Elian’s breathing grew heavier. She was normally kind and calm, but when her emotions flared, they burned violently.

The ice spheres shot forward.

Rowan didn’t move.

He raised his hand.

I won’t back down, he thought. I don’t need anything special. This is enough.

A massive shape began forming above his palm.

Ice gathered rapidly, denser, thicker, heavier.

A gigantic ice sphere, nearly twenty-five feet long and several feet wide, took shape in the air.

The pressure around it distorted the air.

Elian’s eyes widened.

"He’s... forming something bigger than mine?"

Before she could react, footsteps thundered from behind.

"STOP!"

A loud voice rang out.

Aldwin rushed forward, panic in his eyes.

"Both of you, stop right now!" he shouted.

But it was too late.

The seven hundred ice spheres launched forward.

Rowan didn’t move.

The massive ice sphere above him continued forming.

"ROWAN!" Aldwin yelled again.

Rowan lifted his other hand.

"Ice Wall."

A massive wall of ice erupted from the ground in front of him.

BOOM!

The ice spheres slammed into it one after another, exploding into shards.

CRACK. CRASH. CRACK.

The wall trembled but held.

Only two spheres remained.

They struck.

And shattered.

Silence followed.

Aldwin froze.

His eyes moved from the shattered ice to the enormous sphere hovering above Rowan’s hand.

"That... that’s impossible," Aldwin whispered.

Elian’s eyes trembled.

"He’s... controlling it completely."

Rowan finally moved.

"You already struck. It’s my turn," he said.

Then, slowly, Rowan lifted his hand again.

The massive ice sphere he had created earlier surged forward.

"W-What...?" Elian whispered.

The giant mass rushed toward her at terrifying speed.

She hurriedly raised another ice wall, then another.

Each one shattered instantly.

Closer.

Closer.

She shut her eyes.

And then...

Nothing.

The ice stopped inches from her face.

It lost its shape.

Melted.

Water poured harmlessly onto the ground.

Elian opened her eyes slowly.

Rowan stood there, his arm lowered, calm and composed.

"Well?" he asked quietly. "How did I do?"

Her breath trembled.

She lowered her head.

"I... I lost control," she admitted softly. "I’m sorry."

Aldwin rushed forward toward Rowan.

"Rowan! Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yes, I’m fine," Rowan replied calmly.

Aldwin then turned toward Elian. "Are you okay?"

"Yes... I’m fine," Elian said quietly. "I’m really sorry for what just happened."

"You shouldn’t have lost control like that," Aldwin said gently.

Elian lowered her head. "It’s my fault. I forgot that I was only supposed to be training him. I forgot that he’s still just six years old. I pushed too far."

She then turned to Rowan, her voice softening.

"I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have lost my composure."

Rowan shook his head. "No, no. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have pushed you like that. Maybe I said something that made you angry. I’m sorry."

He paused, then added sincerely.

"But thank you. If you hadn’t trained me, I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this."

Elian looked at him carefully.

"Rowan... may I ask you something?"

"Yes," he answered.

She took a breath.

"How were you able to learn that so quickly? I only taught you yesterday, yet today you were already able to form stable water constructs, even an ice wall."

She clenched her hand slightly.

"That shouldn’t be possible, even for someone talented. I specialize in water magic, yet you’re a swordsman. At most, you should’ve been able to use water arrows to support close-range combat."

She met his eyes.

"But you created an ice wall, and even took control of my ice."

Her voice lowered, filled with disbelief.

"How did you do that?"

"Well... yesterday, after the training, I actually understood what you taught me," Rowan said calmly.

"I went to the library and read everything I could find about water magic. That’s when I finally understood it."

He lowered his gaze slightly.

"It took a long time reading. No one really explains it properly in those books. They don’t teach how to take control over someone else’s magic, and honestly, I shouldn’t even be able to do that. I’m not capable of it."