Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 132

At first, it didn’t seem like much had changed.

But then, Count Zahid’s knights, who fought for the First Prince, were defeated. Their army started to break apart. This made a hole in the First Prince’s battle line.

New weapons allowed soldiers to fight off knights. Crossbow cavalry shot down enemy soldiers from far away. The allied knights attacked the knightly orders that were already broken or weak.

This simple plan went against what everyone on the continent believed. People thought only knights could fight other knights.

This plan was more than just a tactic. These new weapons would change everything. They would shake the history of war on this continent.

But, of course, no one on the battlefield was thinking about the future.

They only cared about what McLaine’s new weapons could do right now.

“Block them! I said, block them!”

“Your Highness, we have to retreat this time. The enemy is too strong.”

“You said it would be over soon! You said I would be king soon!”

“…You won’t have to wait long.”

Huan Douglas watched the enemy soldiers coming from everywhere. He saw the flag with the flame on it. He was angry.

He couldn’t believe that this was all because of a small, unimportant family’s army.

He had thought they were taking a risk by playing both sides.

He was shocked. ‘How could such a small, unimportant family have such power?’ he thought angrily. ‘They tricked us all!’

They caught him by surprise this time because he didn’t know their strength, but it wouldn’t happen again.

Huan Douglas told himself it wouldn’t happen again, even though he wasn’t sure if it was true. He was just trying to feel better.

And then…

“Just kill Romain! Can’t a mage even do that?! Why are you making me look so bad!”

The prince, who he wanted to make king, didn’t understand what was happening. He was just yelling.

“Your Highness. I…”

“End this childish game right now! You can do it, can’t you!”

This prince acted like a child, even though he was almost thirty years old. He was acting much younger than his age.

Of course, he didn’t realize that he had been taught to be this way so he would be easy to control.

“Your Highness.”

Huan was already angry because of McLaine. His voice was low and dangerous.

The fear that Huan had put in Prince Rohiter since he was a child started to take over the prince’s mind.

“Ah, no. What I mean is… just…”

“Let’s go.”

“Ah, okay.”

The prince’s face was pale. He quickly moved in the direction Huan pointed.

Huan watched the prince and sighed. Then he called his assistant.

“Set off all the explosives we prepared. That will give us time to retreat.”

“But, Your Excellency. That’s our best weapon…”

“That’s not the only thing I’ve hidden. Just do what I say.”

“…Yes.”

“And…”

Huan looked at the half-giant and the Storm Sword, who were still fighting hard. He looked past them to where his enemy was hiding. He was angry again.

“I need to show them how a mage is different from those stupid people who only know how to use swords.”

Huan smiled gently, but his eyes were cold and dangerous. The air around him seemed to freeze as his anger grew.

“They’re retreating!”

“Go after them!”

“Let’s end the war!”

The First Prince’s army was clearly running away. Even the soldiers who were fighting wildly noticed it.

The best time to hurt the enemy is when they are running away.

The Second Prince’s army felt excited and wanted to do just that.

“We’re pulling back.”

“What?!”

“Don’t argue, just send the signal. We’ve done enough.”

Logan’s words made sense, so the soldier waved the flag.

‘We have done enough. There’s no need to waste energy. This isn’t even our war. More than anything, what I want is…’

Logan didn’t say the words out loud. He smiled slightly.

He directed the crossbow cavalry, knights, and soldiers to leave the battlefield. He reorganized the army.

And then…

Suddenly, Logan felt a strange energy in the air.

Suddenly!

“Aaargh!”

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

Silvery-white magic exploded on the front lines. The First Prince’s army and the Second Prince’s army were caught in it.

“Blizzard… How many are there?”

Someone had set off many rare and expensive magic scrolls. There were so many that Logan couldn’t count them.

Logan thought it was smart that he had moved McLaine’s forces away from the front lines.

The battle area quickly became a scene of death and destruction.

“Chase them! I said, chase them!”

Duke Jordan was very angry. His voice carried across the battlefield, but not many soldiers listened to him.

The Second Prince’s army was busy trying to save their own soldiers, even as they watched the First Prince’s army retreat.

‘A strong army, but not organized.’

Logan chuckled as he thought about the civil war.

He felt a strange energy wave above his head. It was above the soldiers who were near him.

Logan jumped into the air without thinking.

“Watch out!”

He used the Boots of the Wind God to jump higher.

“Young Master?!”

“Logan!”

“What are you doing…?”

The soldiers were confused.

A giant ball of pure white energy appeared in front of Logan. It was about 3 meters wide.

Logan felt the power of the energy and gritted his teeth.

He used the Boots of the Wind God to jump one last time. The Gauntlets of Monstrous Strength made him as strong as possible.

He put all of his power into his sword, Lux. The sword became a giant golden sword that was over 20 meters long and 1 meter wide.

‘Earth Divide!’

The giant sword cut the white sphere in half.

Tearrrrr.

Suddenly, Logan felt a shock, like a loud noise exploding inside his head, even though it was silent outside.

Simultaneously, the sphere shattered, spreading a terrible chill in all directions.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

“Ugh!”

“Duck!”

“Get down!”

Various screams erupted from McLaine’s troops below.

But the next moment, they simply shivered, bewildered by the icy wind that swept over them.

Only one person.

Thud.

Stagger.

“Hiss!”

Logan was pale and unsteady on his feet. His beloved sword, Lux, was covered in ice. They were the only signs that a powerful explosion had just happened.

“Young Lord!”

“Are you alright?!”

“Don’t, don’t make a fuss. Ugh, it’s cold. Damn it.”

“Yes?”

“No, Juan Douglas. That ice magician is quite vindictive.”

Logan stared at his beloved sword, encased in thin but hard ice, for a moment.

Whooosh.

Even with the heat rising from his hand and the infusion of Force, the ice, merely an aftereffect of magic, did not melt easily.

Even if he was exhausted from the earlier attack.

‘It wouldn’t be from that distance. Did he set a trap beforehand? To detonate with a time delay? And it’s this powerful with just that? Damn it…’

Logan glared at the retreating First Prince’s camp.

The difference between him and a superhuman was once again obvious, and he couldn’t help but feel disheartened, but in any case, he had cleanly blocked the magician’s spite, so he was ultimately the victor of this battle.

He felt a little better, thinking he had won. But then, he heard a cracking sound.

As he continuously poured Force into it, his beloved sword, Lux, began to crack.

He noticed a strange change occurring on the blade.

‘Ho?’

After the rotation at the Twin Fortresses, the First Prince’s faction had no choice but to continue retreating to Harun Fortress, far beyond Turen Fortress immediately behind it.

And only then did the Second Prince’s faction realize that McLaine burning the military supplies had dealt a greater blow to the enemy than they had thought, but this did not matter much now.

Now, after two more rotations since the Twin Fortresses, McLaine’s status within the faction had already secured a firm position.

“Now, now! The war isn’t over yet, but it’s okay for us to have a light toast on such a good day. Everyone, raise your glasses!”

At Jordan Valterheim’s words, the seven people gathered in the small conference room simultaneously raised their glasses.

The Duke smiled contentedly at the sight and pointed to the youngest of them, a young man with red hair and red eyes, and continued.

“Here. Since our McLaine joined our army, the victory has clearly tilted in our favor. The final weight to break the balance of the tense battlefield, that was McLaine for us.”

What tense balance when we were being pushed back?

A hollow laugh escaped him, but there was no reason to break this atmosphere.

Logan gave a soft smile and looked into Jordan’s eyes as he pointed at him.

“Today, this gathering was created to commend that achievement. You’ve already accomplished much, but in the hope that you’ll continue to do well in the future, I want to make an unchanging promise here and now.”

“If I had known it was such a solemn occasion, my father should have come.”

“We all know that all the real power of the family is already in the hands of Logan, so what would be the point? So, are you saying you don’t want to receive my promise?”

“How could that be? Of course, I’m happy to accept.”

“Hahaha. Yes, I really like that about you. That you maintain humility even with your overflowing abilities. How could I not cherish you?”

Since when have you cherished me?

He felt like he was tasting something bad when he heard these lies, but fortunately, the pleasantries ended there.

“I, Jordan Valterheim, declare in my name. After the war ends, if ‘we’ seize the throne, we will not only recognize McLaine’s current control over the Bifrost territory, but also allocate the eastern half of the Kalia territory to that family. And furthermore, I will petition His Majesty with my authority to bestow the title of ‘Marquis’!”

A solemn voice echoed in the room.

As soon as the Duke’s declaration ended, the people gathered there made a fuss, unbefitting of high-ranking nobles.

“Marquis?!”

“Hoo…”

“As expected of Duke…”

“He is known for being fair with rewards and punishments.”

Even Logan’s eyes widened slightly, so Duke Jordan’s declaration could be said to be a reward that went one step further than everyone had expected.

However, only one person’s face could not help but turn red.

“Your Excellency! Then what about me…!”

“Ah, Roger. Don’t worry. I will bestow a territory larger than Bifrost, so don’t hold any great attachment to your old homeland.”

“Your Excellency. But…!”

“Enough! Roger, are you doubting my words now?”

“No, it’s not that…”

“Then that’s enough, Why are you giving McLaine so much extra? Now, let’s enjoy the good day even a little. Everyone, raise your glasses!”

“Yes!”

It was a meeting of the leadership where laughter bloomed for everyone except one person.

Kwaaaang!

“Damn it! What? Another territory?! Are you kidding me?!”

Crash!

Roger Bifrost’s anger did not subside easily.

In the end, he stopped his tantrum until the room was a mess, with only debris left flying around.

Huff. Huff.

“Damn it…”

The reason why his anger did not subside easily was because he already knew that there was no way to resolve this situation.

‘The repeating crossbow can be improved just by analyzing the items seized from Tomodo. The Duke doesn’t know that the plans they gave them were not as good as they should be. Stupid…’

He thought about bringing it up, but it didn’t seem like the tide would turn even if he did.

‘Liberatio? That crazy thing is the problem, but they certainly didn’t hand over the proper manufacturing method. But even if I point that out and attack McLaine…’

If I attack McLaine now, they will just say I am jealous of his success.

He felt trapped, no matter what he did.

When the enemy first came in as an ally, he wondered if he could feel more absurd than that.

At this moment, he was feeling more absurd and helpless than ever before.

What is certain is…

“The civil war must not end like this.”

He couldn’t help but flinch at the words he uttered himself.

Only after urgently looking around to see if anyone had heard him did he let out a sigh of relief again.

But.

The more he thought about the words that had been blurted out, the more right they seemed.

Roger Bifrost’s eyes, lost in thought, were growing darker and darker.

And a long time later.