Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 49

A week later, Hamarr was much better. He was out of bed and moving around quickly.

“I’ll do my best to make up for lost time,” he said.

Hamarr looked much healthier after his rest. He worked on the building plan very fast, and Logan was surprised.

Even faster than Logan had expected.

“What? Already?”

“Yes. We’ve already opened what you called the tunnel and connected the waterway to the Luther River. The sluice gates are almost full of water.”

“Heh… in just three months….”

The construction, which he had expected to take six months, was completed in just three.

Happy about the news, Logan rushed to the site. He saw the water pushing hard against the gates and was amazed.

“The water will only be as high as the river. We made the tunnel this deep to control the water.”

“Wow. It actually worked.”

“……What?”

Logan said, surprised.

The dwarf, hearing this, grabbed the back of his neck, shocked.

“M-Master. What did you just say?!”

“Hmm?”

“The bigger dam. Didn’t you say you saw a bigger dam, made by humans!”

“……I did.”

“But what? It actually worked?!”

Logan had seen it in the future, but he couldn’t prove it.

“It’s done well, so what’s the problem?”

He smiled.

Hamarr didn’t like that smile.

“Heugh? You were bluffing! Because of you, I almost died! You!! Today, we die together! Let go! Let me go, you wizard! We are done today! Mmph!”

“Haha. Master Hamarr, isn’t it great to work on such a project? We made a hole in a mountain and brought water here using people. I thought it would be easier to just break the mountain.”

Clayton, who looked as tired as Hamarr, held onto the dwarf and smiled at Logan.

Logan laughed.

“Haha! Thank you for your hard work, Master Clayton.”

“Mmph! Mmph!”

“Yes, Hamarr. Of course, I know you worked hard. Well done.”

“Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”

“Yes, yes. I know. You’re the top contributor.”

Logan knew that a dwarf and an earth mage were the best for big building projects.

‘Honestly, I thought it might fail.’

But they had finished it in less than half the time.

This was the only thing he had pushed for that he wasn’t sure about.

It worked so well that he felt like everything was going to be okay.

Hamarr got away from the mage and asked, annoyed.

“When are you going to do ‘that’? If it works, it doesn’t matter if it’s done before winter.”

“My students are helping, so the waterway will be done in a few days.”

“Then why wait? Call all the workers together. They should see what they did.”

Almost 8,000 workers had worked on this project.

They were all strong men who would help him in future wars.

He wanted them to feel confident and love their country.

That was another reason for this building project.

Three days later.

When the canal was done, the workers followed Logan up the mountain.

“What’s that sound? Water? Is there water there?”

“I saw it. There’s water inside.”

“So, we really dug the canal?”

“No way. There’s not enough water to fill all that land.”

Thousands of people looked down from the mountain at the dry, empty land with lines of canals cut across it. They didn’t believe it would work.

The estate managers were also there, but they didn’t know why. They didn’t look happy.

Logan wanted them to see the changes and use them in their work.

But the managers didn’t like it.

“Goodness. This is just digging dirt.”

The food manager, Rugel Heiss, clicked his tongue as he looked at the canals.

“You should have used these people to fix the south walls. A big wave might come this winter.”

The wall manager, Rufen, was also worried about the waves that came every few years.

“Why do so much work….”

“I don’t know either.”

The other managers didn’t know the details and didn’t like it either.

But Dwain, who had argued against the project, was looking down the mountain with hope.

‘It’s not just water for one time. It’s connected to the Luther River.’

The water could flow through the canal all the time. If they took care of the land, they could turn the empty land into a field.

He knew it was a big hope, but he was excited.

As everyone watched with different thoughts, Logan looked at Clayton.

“Master Clayton. Let’s begin.”

“I even made it so the workers could control the gates. Do we really have to do it this way? Goodness….”

Hamarr, who complained a lot during the building, argued. But Clayton nodded.

Rumble.

A giant golem rose from the fields below the mountain.

“Uwaaah!”

“Wh-what is that!”

“Ugh! I was so surprised… ahem. A familiar magic.”

The managers were surprised, but they saw that no one else was. They shut their mouths.

“Open the gates!”

Clayton shouted, and the golem walked to the gates.

It began to lift the gates, which looked like a giant stone wall.

Ggggrrr.

The mountain shook, and everyone was tense.

But.

“……Why is it standing still?”

“What’s wrong?”

It shook several times, but the gates didn’t move. Everyone looked at the mage, who was sweating.

The wizard looked like trouble. With his scarred face and sharp eyes, he seemed more like a fighter than a magic user. Only his long, dark robes told you he was a mage. He felt anger bubbling inside as the crowd stared, waiting for him to fix the problem.

“What are you doing? Are you joking?”

Clayton, his face still blank, spoke quietly, moving his lips as little as possible, like he was practicing speaking without moving his lips. The dwarf waved his hands, looking worried.

“Oh no! I definitely told them to open it! How could this…?”

Actually, the golem’s show of strength was just for show.

Really, over a hundred workers were supposed to be turning a machine to open the floodgate.

The floodgate was so heavy that even Clayton’s golem would have had a hard time lifting it.

This was not part of Logan’s plan.

“How did this happen?”

Logan knew everyone was watching. He tried to look calm, but his eyes were angry as he spoke without moving his lips.

“I-I’m sorry. Something seems to have gone wrong.”

Hamar bowed his head, sweat running down his face.

But, without going down to check, there was no quick fix.

Logan stopped pretending and shouted, his face twisted in frustration.

“Clayton, destroy it!”

“Pardon?”

“We can always rebuild the floodgate. Destroy it!”

He couldn’t let his carefully made plan fail.

Right now, Logan’s reputation was more than just about pride.

It would be the base for the trust of the people and leaders of the area in the future.

Destroying the floodgate was better than ruining that.

Of course, Hamar, who would suffer the results, turned white as a ghost.

“Yes, I understand.”

Clayton acted right away.

Even if lifting the heavy floodgate was impossible, destroying it was easy.

Clang!

Wham!

Wham!

With the giant golem hitting it again and again, the sound of cracks spread across the floodgate.

Wham!

Soon, the floodgate broke with a loud crash.

Rumble!

A huge flood of water, carrying the large pieces of stone that flew up when the floodgate broke, rushed out towards the wasteland.

Everyone stared in shock at the huge flood, which even swept away Clayton’s golem that had destroyed the floodgate.

The river soaked the entrance to the wasteland and began to flow along the paths for water, and it didn’t slow down for a while.

Finally, the water started to slow down a little.

A loud cheer came from the people of the area.

“Wooaaah!”

“Water, it’s water! It’s really water! Wahahaha!”

“God, thank you. Thank you so much!”

“That big land, we really….”

“Yes! We did it, we did it! Woo-hahaha!”

Happy voices filled the large fields that would now be called the New McLaine Plains.

Logan cheered too as he watched the water flow into the wasteland.

Knowing the trouble that would come in the future, he felt even better.

‘This will solve the food problem during the civil war.’

When a civil war starts, food prices will rise very high.

So, getting food early was important.

But, storing too much food would cause unwanted attention.

‘Are they saying McLaine is buying up a lot of food?’

‘Then let’s start with them….’

In the worst case, they could be attacked first before the civil war even started.

So, reclaiming the plains, which could grow more than enough food, was the best way to stop that worry at once.

‘Of course, it would be a problem if this became known as well.’

But, it was unlikely that news of this empty area, where no one visited, would spread throughout the kingdom.

‘Besides, there’s no need to rush the reclaiming, so we can start farming next spring. Before that….’

Logan was planning his future with a proud smile when a strong man with tears in his eyes suddenly hugged him.

“Ugh? D-Dwayne?!”

“Young Master!! I, I really misunderstood. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. Dwayne stepped up later, too.”

“Hic. Still, if I had helped sooner….”

“I said it’s okay, really. Why is such a big guy so tearful?”

Dwayne was being dramatic, but even among the people hugging and cheering, some were crying, even if just a little.

When the moment of strong emotion had calmed down a bit.

‘Now is the time.’

Ahem.

Logan used Force to shout as loud as he could.

“I will make the new McLaine Plains open for anyone who wants to reclaim it!”

Everyone’s eyes, especially the workers, were on him.

“And I will give land based on the area reclaimed, and I will only take 30% of the taxes! I, Logan McLaine, promise this in my name!”

His voice echoed loudly across the large wasteland.

The answer was a huge cheer.

“Wooaaah! Young Master!”

“Thank you!”

‘Now that I’ve shouted it out like this, even the helpers won’t be able to argue.’

Logan smiled, looking at the helpers, who were still caught up in the emotion.

Among the many feelings and cheers, only one person, or rather, one dwarf, was sad.

“The floodgate… how many days will it take to rebuild…?”

“Don’t worry, dwarf friend. I’ll help you again. We’ve done it once, so it’ll be faster this time.”

The comfort of his human friend, whom he had become close to a few months ago, couldn’t soothe the dwarf’s deep sadness.

However.

“We don’t need the floodgate right away, so take a week off. And then let’s finish the mine work. After that, a long vacation. Got it?”

When Logan mentioned the vacation with a slightly excited look, Hamar’s face, which had been tearful, changed right away.

“R-Really?”

“Of course, naturally.”

“Woo-hahaha! Thank you, thank you. Master!”

Only then did Hamar join the happy crowd with a very excited look.

‘After that, there’s a lot of work to do. Better smile now.’

The mean master, who had gotten thanks even after making them work like slaves without rest for half a year, hid his secret plan and smiled.