Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 100

Voices yelled out.

“The enemies are retreating!”

“Chase them!”

Roger Bipros watched the battle from the castle walls. He looked angry. He almost smiled when—

Rumble!

With a roar that sounded as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, the entire castle wall of Tomodo crumbled.

Roger Bipros, a powerful mage, immediately noticed the powerful magic at the bottom of the collapsed wall.

Of course, by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

“W-What is that…?” Roger Bipros could only stare blankly at the castle.

His army was screaming from atop the collapsing walls.

Even if the castle walls, barely 20 meters high, were to collapse, it wouldn’t be a big problem for the knights.

But it was a disaster for the ordinary soldiers who were already on the walls, and those who were diligently climbing up.

“Those rat bastards dare!”

He had underestimated his enemies, who were harboring a deadly poison.

“Attack! Smash all the remaining ones! I will take the lead myself!” With Roger Bipros’s cry, now devoid of any composure, the strongest soldiers of Bipros flew into the castle like the wind.

“Cough. We did it, my lord…”

“Quiet! Run! What were you thinking?!”

Logan grabbed Viktor by the scruff of his neck and dashed towards the castle before him.

Logan didn’t know if their attack had worked completely. The enemy knights, covered in the dust that had exploded upwards, were in a daze and didn’t even think about chasing after them.

But Logan’s expression as he looked at them was even more hardened than theirs.

Using the magic tower powered by a golem to collapse the castle walls was truly a desperate plan to destroy the castle walls, even if it hurt them too.

It was the last measure taken, assuming the worst-case scenario.

Even then, it was a measure that wouldn’t inflict much damage on the knight order, the enemy’s main force.

The fact that things had come this far ultimately meant the end of McLaine.

The future he had strived to create for years after returning had disappeared.

Therefore, Logan’s heart was utterly devastated.

‘Should I have grown more steadily? Did I push things too hard?’

He knew very well how foolish it was to regret something after having already finished contemplating and making a decision.

But as a human being, he couldn’t help but regret it, as the result of his deliberate actions was heading towards such a miserable failure.

– All troops, line up!

It didn’t matter to those who survived.

For a while, only the instinctive joy of those who had been given another chance at life filled Tomodo Castle.

Fortunately, Roger Bipros’s voice, filled with intense anger, awakened Logan from his self-blame.

‘To the end… I will fight to the end.’

If this was truly the end, he would at least inflict as much damage as possible on the enemy before him.

Logan’s mind, driven to the extreme, recalled the saying of the rebels that had resisted the Empire for over 20 years with woefully inadequate forces.

– I’ll give you my life, so give me your arm.

The Grandia rebels had a harsh, almost crazy saying that made the Imperial Army shudder.

A saying from angry people in a situation of overwhelming inferiority and no hope.

And until that joke became the official slogan.

Logan McLaine used to be a soldier for hire, a mercenary. Then he became a rebel leader.

‘I never thought I’d think about that again after returning to the past.’

Logan braced himself for a final struggle and reached the promised place.

But the moment he faced his haggard father, his brother, and his retainers in that place, that venom could not help but fade a little.

“I’m sorry, Father. I think I did something reckless.”

The family’s forces, gathered in front of the inner castle, reduced to almost half.

Logan lowered his head before his retainers, who had taken a last stand with dark expressions.

“Didn’t you do your best, Logan?”

“Yes… but now…”

“Then that’s all that matters.”

“What?”

“If you did your best, don’t be sorry. Because of you, we got this far. I even got to fight our old enemy. I won’t die ashamed.”

He had braced himself for blame, but when an unexpected answer came back, his chest felt tight.

“That’s right. It’s not Brother’s fault!”

“Ronnie?”

“Brother told us to just hold on, but we couldn’t hold on. It’s because we’re weak! If we had held on for just a few more days…….”

His brother, with at least six or seven sword wounds visible on his arms and legs, clenched his fists and trembled.

Logan was rather bewildered that the intense anger didn’t seem to be directed at him, at least.

Moreover.

“Young lord, you gave me a dream. A real fight, not just growing old and weak. I’ll fight with you to the end.”

At Heinckel’s words, the knights next to him also nodded.

“Ah…… That’s…….”

In an emotional state, Logan looked around at each person, one by one.

Everyone’s emotions in their eyes as they looked at him painfully stabbed his heart.

Especially Viktor, with his pale complexion, and Aileen, with her noticeably anxious expression.

They were all talents too precious to die in a place like this, but it seemed that his excessive greed had ruined them.

The wishes of family members like his father or Ronian, and the words of loyal knight commanders like Heinckel, would not be the feelings of all of them.

Among the many gazes directed at him, there would surely be resentful eyes.

No, perhaps those feelings were more numerous.

But now there was no time to accept all that resentment.

There was only one thing he could do now.

‘I will show everything I can do until the end. To the best of my ability.’

It might have been a crazy determination to drag everyone else who could have lived into hell.

But Logan couldn’t think of any other options.

“I will see this to the end. No, I will defeat Bipros. Everyone, please lend me your strength until the very end.”

“Yes!”

The energy in Logan’s eyes spread to his soldiers.

The moment he was sure that it wouldn’t end in vain.

As the dust finally settled, they saw the Bipros army coming closer.

“Open the way.”

Thud. Thud.

The combined forces of both sides still numbered over several thousand.

But the sound of one person walking out from between the divided Bipros formations rang clearly in everyone’s ears.

Roger Bipros, who came out in front of the formation, slowly opened his mouth with an expression that was, in a way, calm, and in a way, as if he was suppressing his seething anger.

“It’s so absurd. This is…….”

Roger Bipros scanned his formation, which had only about 200 knights and ‘only’ about 2,000 soldiers left, and he was secretly furious.

Even if he excluded Max Peretta’s forces, who were watching him blankly from the back, he still had twice as many troops as McLaine, but this was truly an unbelievable loss.

Roger Biprons thought that any general who lost so many soldiers was a fool. Even if they won the war, losing thirty percent of their men when they had twice as many soldiers as the enemy was stupid.

Now, Roger felt like the biggest fool of all. He was so angry he didn’t know what to do.

He tried to look calm, even though he was boiling inside. He spoke again.

“I don’t understand what you were thinking!” Roger shouted. “Why did you do this crazy thing? Did you want to die?”

But the answer to Roger Biprons’ question was completely unexpected.

“Soldiers, get ready to fight!”

“Yes, sir!”

The sound of swords being drawn echoed. Roger Biprons looked at the McLaine soldiers. Their faces were tired, but their eyes were wild. He laughed, not believing what he was seeing.

“You are all crazy!” Roger yelled. “You want to fight? Fine! Kill them all!”

With these words, the fight started again. It had only stopped for a short time.

“Kill!” shouted the Biprons soldiers.

“Die!” yelled the McLaine soldiers.

Swords crashed together – CLANG! CLANG! Someone fell to the ground – WHAM!

Plantz and Padric fought fiercely again, their special swords flashing. Logan was in a tough fight against the best enemy knights left.

The McLaine soldiers were ready to fight until they died. But there were just too many enemies. Being brave wasn’t enough when they were so outnumbered.

The McLaine knights fought desperately, trying to hurt as many enemies as possible, even if it meant getting hurt themselves. But they started to fall, one after another, because there were just too many Biprons soldiers.

‘No!’

Logan thought, his heart pounding. He saw part of their line break.

“If they break through here,” he thought, “we are finished.” They had barely enough soldiers to start with. If their line fell apart, they would lose quickly.

This could be the end of McLaine.

Logan decided he would fight to the very end. Just then…

Zzzzzing!

A strange sound filled the air, coming from the castle. It echoed everywhere. A red light shot up from the highest tower of the castle.

Suddenly, everyone’s faces changed. They looked shocked.

“Kill them! Now!” Roger Biprons yelled. “Go for Logan and his father first!”

Roger, who had been watching the fight with a cruel smile, quickly pulled out a special object. He started to use magic.

And then…

“Hold on!” Logan shouted. “Just a little longer!”

At the same time Logan yelled, the same strange sound came from far away, from the Biprons camp.

Another red light shot up, this time from the Biprons main castle.

Now, everyone fighting realized something was wrong.

Just then, Clayton ran out of the castle. He was holding a huge crystal ball, bigger than his head!

“Lord Logan!” Clayton called, running towards them, his face bright with happiness.

Even though he was tired from using magic to break the castle walls, Clayton ran faster than anyone.

Inside the crystal ball, they could see an old man with a white beard. He was speaking in a serious voice.

[Listen again! The King is dead. All important people must go to the funeral now!]

“Kill them! Kill those McLaine people!” Roger screamed, ignoring the old man.

He was shouting in panic. But then, a louder voice spoke, cutting through his words.

“Minister Dylan, this is Tomodo Castle! They are still fighting!”

Clayton used his magic to send the message through the crystal ball to a royal official.

It worked! Minister Dylan Ruhat, who was supposed to be talking to many people at once, looked at the battlefield in Clayton’s crystal ball.

[That flag… is that Biprons?]

When Roger heard that voice, his face became ugly with anger and worry.

[What is happening? Count Roger Biprons?]

‘This is terrible timing!’ Roger thought, feeling desperate.

“The King died now?” Roger thought. “And this emergency signal… I’ve only heard about it, never seen it before!”

His head was spinning. He had to think fast.

‘Who will be the next King? It’s not decided yet. I can’t give the Prince’s enemies a reason to attack me.’

This battle didn’t matter anymore.

Roger yelled, his face twisted in anger.

“Damn it!”

[Count! What are you doing?]

“Biprons soldiers, stop fighting! We will do what the royal family wants!”

Roger looked angry, but he said the right words. Dylan Ruhat smiled in a strange way and nodded.

[Yes. That’s right.]

He seemed happy that a powerful noble like Roger was listening to him, a simple official.

Roger didn’t care what the minister thought.

“You McLaine rats,” Roger said, his face still twisted. “This isn’t over. We will meet again.”

Roger turned and walked away without waiting for them to answer.

Both sides were confused by what had just happened. They just stared at the crystal ball.

The Biprons soldiers looked confused too, but they followed their leader.

After a few minutes.

After Roger Biprons and his army were gone, disappearing behind the broken castle walls.

The McLaine soldiers finally relaxed. They fell to the ground, one by one, like they had no energy left.

“We lived!”

“We survived!”

“We made it!”

“Wow! I really thought I was dead…”

“Yes! We lived! We lived!”

Some soldiers shouted with joy.

Some cried because they were so happy and relieved to be alive.

Some hugged each other and jumped up and down.

Everyone showed their feelings in different ways, shouting and crying.

Finally, at the end.

“Hahaha!”

Logan laughed wildly, like he couldn’t stop. He was almost crying as he shouted,

“We won!!”

“Waaah!!” cheered the soldiers.

Was this really a victory? Or did they just barely escape losing?