Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 177

Look at the size of those wagons! Are they carrying gold?

I’ve never seen so many wagons together. It must be hundreds!

Wait… isn’t that the Maclaine family flag? What are they doing here with so many?

Someone said they are starting a big trading group.

Really? A trading group?

Quiet! Look, the Eldest Young Master is here.

Logan stepped into view, and the noisy crowd at the town gate suddenly became quiet. People moved back quickly, making a clear path for him, like the sea opening up.

Everyone watched him as he walked slowly towards the front of the long line of wagons.

Philip turned around. He was wearing shiny silk clothes, which looked strange on him because he usually wore simple clothes. He seemed uncomfortable and quickly said, “Young Master, you didn’t need to come all the way here…”

“Don’t be silly,” Logan said. “This is my project too, so I wanted to say goodbye. And I have something for you.”

“Really? But you’ve already given us so much. This whole amazing…” Philip gestured to the wagons.

Logan held up a piece of paper. “This was missing, wasn’t it?”

Philip looked closer. “…Huh?”

He saw it was a paper, but not just any paper. It glowed with a soft blue light. It was a magic contract. And the words on it looked very familiar.

“Wait… that’s *my* contract. Why do you have it?” Philip thought, *Does he still not believe me?*

Philip’s smile disappeared, and his face became serious.

*Riiiip.*

Logan suddenly tore the magic contract in half, right in front of Philip’s eyes.

“Young Master!” Philip shouted, shocked. His eyes opened wide in surprise.

A soft blue light came from both Philip and Logan, and then floated away like dust in the wind.

Philip just stared at Logan, not understanding, as the magic from the contract disappeared.

Logan smiled and put the torn pieces of paper in Philip’s hand.

“This is a late thank you gift. You’ve worked so hard, and I was so busy with the war that I forgot to thank everyone who helped from here. You, Dwayne, everyone.”

Logan nodded towards Dwayne. Dwayne, the administrator with lots of hair, gave Philip a thumbs up.

But when Dwayne looked at Veron, his smile quickly turned into a frown again.

Philip was so moved he couldn’t say anything.

“You still get the extra money we talked about, so keep doing a great job, Guild Leader Philip. Understand?” Logan said, his voice firm but kind.

“Yes… Yes, Young Master! Of course! I will work as hard as I can!” Philip said loudly, so everyone around could hear.

He bowed his head deeply to Logan. Small drops of tears fell from his eyes onto the ground.

Finally, I can go see the new land.

With the important jobs done, Logan thought about something else he wanted to do. He felt happier now.

“You’re going to Calia land yourself?” Dwayne asked.

“No, to Taren.”

“Taren? Really?” Dwayne looked surprised.

Calia land was good because it was a reward for winning the war. But Taren land was not good. Even Logan’s helpers didn’t think much of it.

Most of them just stayed quiet, thinking, *The Young Master must have a plan.* But some, like Dwayne, always said what they thought.

“Do you like looking at empty, ruined places and old mines?” Dwayne asked.

“…Maclaine Plains were empty and ruined before, remember? You forgot?” Logan replied.

“Oh… so you want to do the same with Taren land? But there’s no water there…”

“We know about the water. And I need to check something else too.”

“Okay… What is it?”

“Anyway, I want Hamar and Clayton to come with us. Can you ask them when they are free? The workshop is not so busy now, right?”

Dwayne nodded.

“Yes, Hamar will be easy. But Clayton has been staying in his lab all the time lately. He’s working on that experiment you talked to him about…”

“Hmm, that’s important too… No, this trip is more important. Tell Clayton to stop the experiment for now.”

“He won’t listen to me! And how am I supposed to get a mage out of his lab if he doesn’t want to come out?!” Dwayne complained.

“Haa,” Logan sighed. “Then I’ll go get him myself. Hmm.”

But then…

*Knock. Knock.*

“Brother, it’s Ronian.”

Logan heard his younger brother’s voice. He hadn’t seen Ronian for some time.

“Oh, Rony! Come in!”

Logan was about to say hello happily, but he stopped when Ronian opened the door. Logan stared at his brother’s face.

“Hey! Ronian! What happened to your face?! What’s wrong?” Logan asked, shocked.

Ronian’s face looked much thinner, almost half its normal size. But his eyes were bright, and he looked very determined.

Strangely, Logan felt Ronian’s energy was even stronger than before, even though he looked so thin.

*He’s become a stronger Force User,* Logan realized, surprised.

Logan’s happy face changed to one of worry. “You! You idiot! What kind of training did you do to make your face like that?!” Logan scolded. “It’s not good to hurt yourself when you train, even if you get stronger!”

“It’s not from training, Brother,” Ronian said calmly.

“What is it then?”

“I just changed how I think about things, and suddenly I knew what to do. Like you told me before, Brother.”

“Huh?” Logan was completely confused.

Logan frowned, not understanding at all.

“And because of that,” Ronian continued, “I need to talk to you about something, Brother.”

What Ronian said next made Logan’s jaw drop.

“A warrior’s journey? Why do you want to do that old thing now?” Logan asked, surprised.

*A warrior’s journey.*

*It was an old tradition where a noble’s son would leave home and travel the world. He would fight strong people and learn new things to become a better fighter and a better person.*

*It sounded good, but many young nobles died on these journeys. So, it was not done anymore.* Logan couldn’t understand why Ronian wanted to do this now.

“…I’ve been thinking about it for a long time,” Ronian explained. “And there’s nothing important for me to do here right now.”

“What? What are you talking about? You train the Knights, and you’re in charge of the guards. You’re doing great work!” Logan argued.

“But you could do all of that, Brother,” Ronian said. “It’s just work that anyone can do.”

“If we think like that, then I can do everything in the family! But I can’t! That’s why we have helpers, and you, and Father… and everyone else!” Logan said, getting a bit annoyed.

The old Ronian would have just agreed with Logan. But this Ronian was different. He didn’t change his mind easily now.

“But this is different,” Ronian said firmly. “I think the best way for me to help the family, and to help you, Brother, is to focus on what I’m good at.”

“Something you’re good at…”

“I’m talking about swordsmanship. You said it yourself, brother. That I have the talent to become stronger than you.”

“Yes, of course. Everyone who knows you will think so.”

Logan genuinely thought so, but Ronian, hearing those words, tilted his head and smiled.

“Well, I’m a bit doubtful about that, but I know you certainly believe so, brother. I’ll trust you on that. That’s why I’m going on a warrior’s journey.”

“What are you talking about?” Logan asked, his voice a little louder than he meant. He felt a rush of worry mixed with anger. “Who told you to think like this?”

Logan’s eyebrows drew together. Ronian was supposed to stay here, train with the family, and become a powerful Aura User. Why was he suddenly talking about leaving and going on some dangerous journey? Logan’s chest tightened at the thought.

But Ronian’s answer was absurd.

“You, brother.”

Logan made a sound like he was blowing air, trying not to laugh.

Dwayne, who had been listening quietly, coughed dryly, then turned away, covering his mouth, under Logan’s irritated gaze.

“…Me? To you? When?”

“When I look at you, brother, I don’t think I can ever catch up with you through ordinary training.”

“…What?”

“I’ve felt my skills increasing as I’ve experienced battlefields and real combat. So, I’ve concluded that this is the most suitable path for me to truly surpass you, brother.”

Logan was speechless. He could only let out a small breath.

This absurd idea was because of him?

His brother, certain to become a future Aura User, was going to leave home and throw himself into dangerous work because of him?

“No! Absolutely not!”

He couldn’t allow it, neither out of affection for his brother nor out of concern for the future.

But Ronian, this time, seemed truly determined and wouldn’t back down easily.

“You’ve always been there for me since I was young, brother. Of course, there was a bit of… something unpleasant in the middle, haha. Even before becoming the pillar of the family, you were always my pillar.”

Logan looked at his brother with complicated feelings.

“When overcoming the family’s crisis, I was always just standing behind you, brother. I endured even the toughest battles with the belief that you would somehow take care of it, and that eventually became reality. But!”

Ronian’s voice grew louder.

“My own growth seemed to stop at some point. Everything will be resolved by you, brother, so I can just follow behind. I think I was unconsciously thinking that way.”

His clenched fist tightened.

“You said I have the talent to surpass you, brother, didn’t you? Perhaps that might be true, and I’ve decided for the first time to try and surpass you if possible. Once I made that decision, I saw a way to overcome the wall.”

Ronian, after taking a moment to catch his breath, raised his head and met Logan’s gaze.

“Brother, you stay as the pillar of the family. I will be the one who fights for our family. I will work hard so that you won’t be disappointed, so that I truly become a superhuman as you expect. That’s the path I’ve chosen. Please allow it.”

His brother’s long speech.

Each word pierced his heart.

Above all else, though.

‘Was I hindering this bloke’s growth?’

That was the biggest shock.

“Ha… What is…”

He covered his face, scratched his head vigorously, and tried to deceive himself into thinking it wasn’t true.

But…

‘Would Ronian McLaine, the youngest Aura User of the previous life, have gone through the same stages of growth as he is now?’

Thoughts chased each other’s tails.

‘Wouldn’t he have worked more desperately than anyone else to revive the ruined family? Would the McLaine family, already the highest nobility in the kingdom, be in the same environment as back then?’

The reasoning that naturally arose from Ronian’s words was telling him that perhaps those words might be true.

His brother had awakened his Force a little earlier than in his previous life, and, above all, he was learning the Divine Sword’s Secret Techniques.

Then, would he really become stronger faster than in the past, stronger than in the past?

‘That can’t be.’

Above all, he knew it well himself.

That those who lacked desperation would find it difficult to achieve results.

How far could Ronian, who had become the second son of the kingdom’s highest family, maintain his ambition?

And above all.

‘Do I have the right to stop my brother, who wants to grow?’

Why? With what right?

Was he trying to confine him under the pretext of caring for his brother?

‘Am I ultimately thinking of Ronian only as a weapon to overcome future crises? Is that why I’m trying to keep him within my sight?’

Questions about himself tormented his mind in succession.

After agonizing for a long time, Logan barely managed to sort out his thoughts and looked at Ronian.

His brother, who had agonized until his face was half its size and had finally made a decision.

That figure, looking at him with unwavering eyes even after a long period of silence.

“Um…”

Even though he thought he had sorted out his feelings, an answer didn’t come easily.

“I certainly think you are talented enough to surpass me. But I won’t be idle either, so it might be better for you to train diligently at home rather than wandering the world and neglecting your training under the guise of gaining experience.”

Ronian, as if knowing that it was a half-permission, instantly brightened and blurted out an answer.

“I swear, I will never neglect my training even during my warrior’s journey.”

“The world can sometimes be more dangerous than war. You might distrust humans, hate people, and eventually become desolate yourself.”

“I will remember the hearts of those who believe in me. If I feel like I’m breaking down, I will return home immediately. Above all, I will strive to overcome any hardship.”

“I will tell you, brother, the stories I heard from the mercenaries while wandering the world… ahem. Write them down and memorize them so you never forget. I’ll send you off after that.”

“Thank you! Brother!!”

Logan sighed and looked at his brother’s face, which was full of joy.

‘He’s grown up so much.’

Even though his height was already close to his own, his face still had a youthful air.

The image of his brother from his previous life that he remembered was only the wounded face from his very young days and the face of a superhuman who had grown so much that he was out of reach, cutting down enemies.

The face of his brother who was somewhere in between, standing before his eyes now, felt unfamiliar.

However.

“I believe in you, Ronian McLaine. That you will keep your word.”

His heart was just as full.

He would also work hard so that the reality he had changed could become a greater stepping stone for his brother, he resolved.

“Of course, brother!”

“Good. Then now…”

“Ah, but brother.”

“Hmm?”

Ronian, who had been overflowing with enthusiasm, suddenly hesitated and carefully brought up a request.

“Now that you’ve given permission, could you perhaps persuade Mother on my behalf as well?”

At that moment, about half of his fulfilling heart was chipped away.