Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 670 - Chapter 670 Chapter 568 The Secret from Twenty Years Ago

Chapter 670: Chapter 568: The Secret from Twenty Years Ago Chapter 670: Chapter 568: The Secret from Twenty Years Ago Roger understood that the reason the Ran’ei Divine Master had appeared here was certainly not merely to pursue and kill him.

The death of Aian San and the hunt for him were just coincidences, merely an excuse to set out. His main purpose was still to come here.

Perhaps he needed to know the true condition of Sword Master Cold Crow’s body. A man who hadn’t made a move in 20 years, no one knew whether he had grown weaker or stronger. Only by clarifying this point could many subsequent matters be properly arranged.

“I was so tense, only to find out that I’m just an extra,” Roger said with a hint of self-mockery.

His current combat strength didn’t seem too strong, but in reality, it could be counted as substantial. Of course, in the eyes of beings like Divine Masters and Sword Masters, the power Roger displayed was still insufficient.

“You should know what’s going to happen next,”

“Join us,”

“Shuntsuki, this is your last chance!” Ran’ei Divine Master said, with deliberate emphasis on each word.

“Shuntsuki?!”

Roger carefully observed the expression of Sword Master Cold Crow. The man had established his name for many years, representing the Yatagarasu Clan, and for the Three-legged Crow, people had grown accustomed to honoring him as Sword Master.

As for his original name, few people knew it. Roger noticed that even the expression on Yatagarasu Kensumi’s face had subtly changed.

It seemed that he knew nothing about his father’s real name either.

The only one who appeared calm was Yatagarasu Akiryu, his gaze fixed steadily on the cup of wine on the table.

Shuntsuki, Roger thought of the Black Moon he had seen tattooed on Sword Master Cold Crow’s back the last time he left. Yatagarasu Shuntsuki, even the name made it easy to think of a romantic, unrestrained, and extraordinary swordsman.

But the man sitting behind the low table now was merely an old man with a withered appearance akin to decaying wood.

“Heh…”

Sword Master Cold Crow let out a cold chuckle, “It’s rare you still remember my name. Almost everyone who lived in my era is dead, and yet you…”

The expression on the Ran’ei Divine Master’s face slightly changed as he slowly sat down. The aggressiveness that had enveloped him also noticeably diminished.

He gestured with his hand, and the cup on Sword Master Cold Crow’s table moved, guided by Spiritual Power, into his hand.

He downed the wine in the cup in one gulp.

“Absinthe…”

“It’s been many years since I last tasted this.”

“How could I forget your name?”

He looked across at the thin silhouette, “After all, you were my most brilliant student…”

“What… what is going on?”

Roger could not help but widen his eyes in disbelief. Judging by their appearances alone, the age gap between the two men seemed too vast. To claim they were grandfather and grandson might be believable?

But how?

No, that’s not right!

Roger suddenly realized that Sword Master Cold Crow’s age must be nearing the lifespan limit of those in Everworld. There could be discrepancies, but since he had not acted in 20 years,

then now, his lifespan limit could not exceed another 10 years at most, or it might well be within five or even three years.

Although it is said that the learned should become the teacher, Roger believed it was almost impossible for someone of the same age to be Sword Master Cold Crow’s teacher.

This meant that Ran’ei Divine Master was definitely much older than Sword Master Cold Crow.

But looking at his condition, he did not at all resemble someone nearing the end of their lifespan.

“Could it be… he has found a way to extend his life?!”

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed as the wine glass held by the Ran’ei Divine Master was crushed by an invisible force, and Sword Master Cold Crow withdrew his gaze coldly.

“Teacher?”

“Are you talking about yourself?”

Mockery flickered across his aged face as he scrutinized Ran’ei Divine Master closely.

“Are you worthy?”

“Do you even match up to a fraction of him?”

“Do you possess any of his power and emotion?”

Ran’ei Divine Master lowered his gaze, “All of this is for the sake of living.”

“I know,”

Sword Master Cold Crow straightened his back, “that’s why, 20 years ago, before my teacher completely turned into a Monster, I killed him with my own hands!”

“It’s a pity…”

“Everything was still too late!”

The power emanating from Sword Master Cold Crow began to recede, and he once again appeared as the frail, old man.

“If you’re willing, everything can start over,” the Ran’ei Divine Master urged.

“No, it’s already impossible!”

“The sword that has fallen represents my resolve.”

“Besides…”

Mockery flashed in the eyes of Sword Master Cold Crow.

“Through that conversation just now, I am even more convinced of one thing: you are not him.”

“The person I once respected, the man known as Tengu, had in fact died before my sword was swung.”

“The one living now is nothing but an empty shell!”

If Aian San were still alive and present in the room, he would surely have remembered the words once spoken by the Ran’ei Divine Master.

Indeed, the genius student he had mentioned really existed.

A swordsman who could be described as splendidly talented, surpassing the master

“What a pity,”

The Ran’ei Divine Master shook his head and rose to his feet.

“Together, we could have created a new era.”

“What kind of era? One where Monsters mingle with humans, a time filled with nothing but darkness?” Sword Master Cold Crow retorted coldly.

“If we can’t annihilate one side, then we might as well completely assimilate with them, otherwise, we are doomed to fail, to perish, to be utterly replaced one day.”

“My approach would allow more people to survive, and to live better lives!”

“Ha ha!”

Sword Master Cold Crow laughed wildly, and even coughed a few times due to his overly rapid breathing.

“To live… to live on!”

“Let the victorious write the rest of the story,”