30 Years after Reincarnation, it turns out to be a Romance Fantasy Novel

In the Empire, they could be likened to warlords or feudal kings, wielding immense influence, military power, and financial resources—houses whose legacies spanned generations, untouchable by most.

Among the countless noble families in the South, numbering in the tens of thousands, only nineteen could rightfully claim this title.

For the past twenty years, rumors had spread that merchants, guilds, and mercenaries were surpassing even the nobility in power. However, no matter how much those three factions grew, none could ever surpass the Great Nobles.

What were they, really?

[The Nobles Above Nobles.]

Even earning the nickname "The Impassable Wall," they were not mere figureheads like the so-called Noble Council. They were the true rulers.

Quite literally, within their own domains, they wielded power akin to kings.

Of course, not every Great Noble House was defined by overwhelming military or economic strength. Some achieved their status through history, merit, or sheer achievements.

However, among the Great Nobles, the ten highest-ranking houses undoubtedly possessed unparalleled power.

One such house among them was none other than—

"Mordred."

Shk—

"Commonly known as 'Madness' Mordred. One of the rare noble houses blessed by a greater power, much like Galahad with the Blessing of the Lake, Lionel with the Lion King's Blessing, or Guinevere with... the Blessing of Root Crops."

"I feel like something’s off at the end there."

"Are you looking down on root crops?"

"...My favorite foods are potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn."

"I like them too."

Though the words were spoken in a joking manner, Simon’s expression remained deadly serious.

"Among the Great Nobles, they are without a doubt the most dangerous. Long ago, they received a blessing from some powerful being in exchange for power. Ever since, the Mordred bloodline has been able to commune with ghosts."

"Because of this, they possess various techniques that utilize the power of spirits, but at the same time, they constantly live with the risk of being possessed."

"As a result, everyone in the Mordred family is said to carry a perpetual state of madness."

"...That sounds less like a blessing and more like a curse."

"It’s apparently not a curse. It’s not inherently evil, and if controlled properly, they can gain immense strength from spirits."

"So, in other words, there’s always a risk that their powers will consume them?"

"......"

"No matter how I look at it, that’s a curse, not a blessing."

"Ahem!"

Simon inwardly agreed but wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Even speaking ill of a Great Noble behind their backs was dangerous.

If word of their conversation ever reached Mordred’s ears, even the Guild Association would crumble like a sandcastle.

"Hah… Regardless, as you can probably guess, Mordred is the most dangerous among the Great Nobles."