Isolte, who was already preparing to draw her sword, paused upon hearing this. She looked back and saw an old woman holding a long sword, hunchbacked, squinting as she sized up Roa.
Roa also sized up the other party. Their eyes met, and neither spoke first.
A look of astonishment flashed across Isolte's face. She looked at Roa in disbelief.
A handsome and young man, estimated to be no more than twenty years old, yet this kind of guy was so valued by her grandmother?
Isolte had never seen her grandmother speak in such a stern tone. Although she was puzzled, Isolte obediently chose to retreat behind the old woman.
Isolte's gaze did not leave Roa; she continued to scrutinize the young man before her.
"Oh, I didn't expect the Water God to come as well?"
Roa said with a smile, his expression unchanged, still with that lazy look.
The old woman gave Roa a deep look, then glanced at the Windpipe in Roa's right hand, which gleamed with a dark, cold light. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke, "Roa Greyrat, the current Sword God, what are you doing here?"
As she said this, the old woman's expression became serious.
"I've returned after completing my studies, seeking an official position. Is there a problem with that?"
The old woman didn't buy Roa's words. She said coldly, "Then why make such a high profile? With your strength, you don't need to bother with these juniors."
Regarding the old woman's words, Roa only sneered, "They made the first move."
The old woman frowned. She said in a deep voice, "As a senior, you should act like one."
Roa laughed upon hearing this. He pointed at himself and said seriously, "I'm also a junior. I'm only fifteen, not even twenty yet."
The blue-haired beauty beside the old woman was instantly shocked and said in disbelief, "What? You're only fifteen?"
She was only fourteen years old herself. Strictly speaking, this person was indeed a contemporary.
These words silenced the old woman. She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, to offer some explanation, but looking at Roa's face, which was young to the point of being unbelievable, she didn't know what to say.
After a moment of silence, the old woman didn't dwell on the topic and said in a deep voice, "I received a letter from Gal earlier, knowing that he was defeated by you. Gal is an old friend of mine. Although you defeated Gal and took the position of Sword God, strictly speaking, I don't have much of a relationship with you. But Gal wrote to tell me that he hoped I could come to the Holy Land of Swords to give you some guidance."
As she said this, the old woman's wrinkled face lifted, looking directly at Roa.
Grayish-white hair and a hunched back indicated that she was no longer young. People always age. Eventually, the Water God would turn into a dried corpse, buried in the ground, turning into dry bones.
Who would remember her then? Remember that there was once such an old woman in this world.
Roa smiled, a hint of arrogance on his lips. He looked directly at the old woman before him and sheathed his Windpipe.
Seeing Roa sheathe his sword, Isolte breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Roa would give the current Water God some face.
However, the old woman's expression remained serious. She said in a deep voice, "My name is Reida Reia, the current Water God. Sword God, I warn you again, this is the Asura Kingdom. You've crossed the line."
After speaking, a sharp aura emanated, and terrifying pressure descended instantly. An indescribable feeling surged towards Isolte.
Isolte looked at the old woman beside her in shock. She said in disbelief, "Master, why did you use Deprivation Field?"
Reida said coldly, "This brat is testing me. If I don't bring out some trump cards, I might really have to explain myself here."
Unlike the shock on that side, almost the moment Reida used her arcane skill, Roa sensed something was wrong.
An invisible domain centered on Reida, enveloping Roa and the surrounding guards.
Almost the moment the other party released their arcane skill, Roa wanted to activate Moment, using the Sword of Light to directly kill the other party.
The Sword of Light plus second-stage Moment, a strike exceeding the speed of light, would be enough to instantly end the old woman before him.
However, Roa still didn't act. He didn't come here to kill people.
There was no benefit to doing so, so he didn't act.
After only a slight hesitation, Reida had already deployed her sword domain. This arcane skill, named [Deprivation Field], actually made Roa feel a sense of crisis.
An intuition told him that as soon as he moved, he would be instantly cut in half.
Roa said coldly, "Old thing, you're actually quite skilled. I underestimated you."
Roa's arrogant tone made Isolte very unhappy. She scolded coldly, "Try to save your own life first."
Deprivation Field was created by Reida combining two arcane skills, creating a dreamlike technique: no matter where the opponent was, in front, behind, left, right, above, below, in any direction, she could strike and kill the opponent in a certain posture.
As long as the enemy moved, she could react to that movement and completely sever everything.
This was undoubtedly an extremely terrifying sword technique. The appearance of this sword technique raised the Water God Style to another level. Reida didn't need the enemy to attack; as long as the opponent made any movement, they would be instantly cut in half.
There were ways to deal with such a sword move: either kill Reida before she used Deprivation Field, or don't move.
Roa had already missed the best opportunity to kill Reida. Now, the only choice before Roa was to stand here obediently.
Roa ignored Isolte. He looked directly at Reida, who had drawn her long sword, looking at the old woman's seemingly aged body, which contained terrifying power.
Roa spoke again, "Are you sure you want to stop me?"
Reida said indifferently, "This is not a place for you to come. Step back, and we can still talk."
Roa placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword. His originally light golden eyes became even brighter. At this moment, Roa's aura was no longer restrained. A terrifying sense of oppression centered on Roa, crushing everything in all directions.
Reida's eyes narrowed. She subconsciously took a step back. Not only Reida, but almost everyone else took a few steps back.
Reida was a proud person. Being able to develop the Water God Style to this extent, merging two Water God Style arcane skills together to reach a new height, she indeed had the capital to be proud.