Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 2

“Young Master, here….”

“Yes, thank you. You may leave. Ensure no one enters this room today.”

“Pardon?”

“…Why must I repeat myself?”

“Ah, no. It’s just… hearing you thank me is rather odd….”

Logan sighed.

“Haa… Yes, it’s all my fault.”

The household staff’s opinion of him would change as his behavior shifted, but his conscience stung with each memory of his past mistakes.

Besides.

“Young Master, are you truly alright? Does your head still ache…?”

Snap!

He almost broke the pen he was holding.

“I said I’m fine! Now get out!”

He shouted, but Rick’s expression seemed to brighten slightly.

“Yes, yes, I understand. Please rest.”

Thud.

– He seems normal, yelling like that. Go see to your duties.

– Yes, sir!

“Ugh….”

The sounds outside the door – servants talking and moving – made his head throb again.

But he couldn’t focus on such small things right now.

What was most important was…

“Hooo….”

He had to write down everything he could remember before he forgot.

To change the future.

‘I must save them! I absolutely must!’

And to save his family.

He needed to organize the major events of the future while his memory was still clear.

Among them, the most important was clear.

‘The Imperial War.’

The war that would erupt in ten years.

Ten years from now, war would come. Just when the McLaine family was starting to get better, because of his younger brother, Ronian. Ronian was becoming an Auror user, someone with special powers. But the war ruined everything.

He had to make a plan to prevent it.

‘I must develop enough power to at least influence this country by then.’

To do that, he had to turn every challenge that the family faced into an opportunity for growth.

Especially.

‘The Territory War in a year.’

The Territory War that suddenly broke out when no one expected it.

The challenge he had to solve first was that very thing.

Because, as it was, the family would be half-destroyed as a result and would walk a dark path until Ronian became an Auror user.

It was a crisis coming in just a year, but…

‘I can do it.’

Knowing the future was a weapon greater than anything else.

Logan wrote quickly, his heart pounding with hope.

Tap.

“Hooo. Done.”

Logan rose from his seat, relieved.

He had written down all the information in a code that only he knew at this point.

He wrote in a secret code. It was a code he learned later in life, a code used by a group called the Grandia Liberation Front. Even if someone found this paper, they wouldn’t understand it.

‘Just in case….’

The information Logan wrote down was a record of future events.

Even if this writing were to spread right away, they wouldn’t be able to figure out what had happened to him right away, but as time passed, they would begin to suspect the source of the information.

Then, if word ever spread that he had gone back to the past…

The Nine Gods’ Order, a force as powerful as the Empire in a different way, would turn against him.

He had seen several times how the strict Order dealt with those who went against their rules.

The moment he got caught up in it, not only he but also his family would be in danger.

So, it was a secret he couldn’t tell even those closest to him.

He carefully checked the paper again to see if there were any mistakes or chances of the information getting out.

“Good.”

Only after confirming it did he begin the second task.

This, in a way, was as important as the future information.

‘The Esoteric Scroll, Divine Sword.’

He remembered the *Esoteric Scroll, Divine Sword*. It was more than just a book. It was bound in thick, dark leather, with a golden hawk stitched onto the front. The pages inside felt ancient and thin, filled with strange symbols and diagrams.

The secret book that Logan had burned before returning to the past.

The amazing secret art named Divine Swordsmanship was a treasure worth having.

An ancient hero who defeated the evil dragon that ruled the world and started the ‘Age of Humanity.’

The ancient hero’s secret art, who was later honored as the God of Swords, was a treasure in the current world, where individual fighting skill was linked to social status and power.

The Imperial High Command was happy to hear that the secret book had been found in the ruins, and the Grandia Liberation Front had to sacrifice most of its best members to get it back.

He was its last owner.

He was given the treasure simply because he knew ancient languages, and he was hunted and killed because of it.

‘I have to write it down before I forget.’

The secret scroll that he had memorized to train the independent army’s members.

He started to write down the scroll’s secrets, trying to remember every detail. The complex movements, the flow of energy, the words of power.

If the contents of the secret scroll were true, it would be the best secret art that could make even the Empire’s Auror Masters and Archmages fear him if he mastered it perfectly.

‘It’s possible. Definitely.’

Before he went back in time, he was too old to start something new, and he didn’t have much talent, but now it was different.

He was a young man who hadn’t even become an adult.

And…

Whoosh.

He focused, and the golden energy, the Force, moved within him. It felt warm and powerful, like a fire in his veins. He could feel it tingling in his fingertips, ready to be used.

The power of life, Force.

A power he couldn’t have imagined at this time in his previous life made him even more hopeful.

Press.

The youth of his body and his experience with Force. If these things worked together, he might be able to master this ancient secret art even with his lack of talent.

No, he would definitely master it.

‘Ronian. I won’t let you suffer alone this time. Never.’

The great hope for the changed future made his heart race.

After organizing the things he should never forget, his goal became clear.

‘What I need to focus on right now is obvious.’

The Territory War in a year.

First, he had to overcome that crisis.

‘I can do it. So, what I need to do first is….’

Logan started to think of ideas with a strong feeling, as if he were about to start the Territory War right away.

However…

* * * 10 hours later.

Plop.

The conclusion he reached after worrying a lot about it for a long time was clear.

“There’s nothing I can do….”

Logan covered his face, tired from staying up all night, and fell onto his desk.

What should he do to win the Territory War? The answer was simple.

Strengthen the territory’s military power.

What was needed to achieve that was also clear.

“Strengthening the knights and soldiers, or increasing and developing weapons.”

There were a few ideas that came to mind right away, but all of them…

“Money, I need money.”

It wasn’t just that his current reputation wasn’t good.

Even if his reputation was good and he was a strong successor, nothing would change.

“…It was a famously poor family in the kingdom. Damn it.”

The family itself had no money.

A way to make money. He needed a way to make a lot of money right away, in the near future.

Such an easy way…

“Would there be….”

Thud. Thud.

He kept hitting his head on the desk, but nothing came to mind.

It was only last night that he was happy that he had hope.

He wanted to beat up his past self.

‘I wish I had gone back to five years ago, or even three years ago….’

He was so frustrated that he even wished for more, even though he had already experienced a miracle.

But he couldn’t keep running away from reality.

‘I have no choice. I have to use the resources I have and prepare.’

Logan thought, “I need to get stronger and change how people see me. Winning isn’t important right now, just surviving.”

“Okay,” he said to himself. “First, I have to get back the skills I had in my past life and fix my bad name. And for that personal problem… if I can just get through those three months, it will be finished.”

He paused. “Wait a minute?”

Suddenly, an idea came to him.

“Oh! Now I remember… I knew about this before!”

He realized there was a way to make a lot of money.

“Three months from now…” he thought.

To make this idea work, he needed to do some things first.

“Visit Lord Father? You’re going to see him on purpose?” Rick asked.

“Yes,” Logan replied.

“Why?!”

“There’s something I need his permission for.”

Logan had expected Rick’s surprise, but seeing it made him remember his difficult relationship with his father even more clearly.

But he couldn’t avoid it now.

‘Father…,’ Logan thought.

Logan took a deep breath as he left his room, remembering his past. His father had been kind when he was young, but strict as he grew older. Around the time Logan messed up his life, his father became cold.

– You are no longer my son.

His father had given up on him even before he said those words. For example, when Logan got a head injury during a sparring match, his father didn’t even visit him.

A useless son and a cold father.

Their bad relationship just got worse and worse until Logan was kicked out. In his past life, Logan had spent years resenting his father after being kicked out.

It was only after he realized his own mistakes and heard about his father’s death that he regretted not asking for forgiveness sooner.

Those years of regret lasted over 20 years.

Besides……

– How much would a parent’s heart ache after disowning their child?

He remembered an old soldier’s words, and they made his guilt even stronger. He had heard those words when he wasn’t sure if he should go back to his family and ask for forgiveness.

Meeting his father again made him nervous, and his hands even trembled a little.

Was it guilt? Or fear? Or hope?

Logan wasn’t sure how he felt.

Hoo.

Logan took a deep breath and tried to smile.

He confidently started walking.

However.

“Oh, oh my! Please forgive me, Great Young Master,” a servant said.

“……”

He had to smile.

“Please spare me, Great Young Master!”

Smile……

“I-I was wrong. Please calm down!”

……His hands were trembling for a slightly different reason.

Haaa.

“Damn it……”

The servants’ overreaction made him even more nervous.

But it was his own fault.

It was because of the harsh words and violence he had used in the past. The bad things he had done caused this situation.

His conscience bothered him, but he could change over time. He would show them he had changed.

It wasn’t because his smile looked awkward.

……It shouldn’t be.

He took calm breaths and kept walking. Soon, he saw his father’s office.

Knock knock.

“Father, it’s Logan.”

“……Logan? Hmm, come in.”

Creak.

He opened the door and went inside. His father was sitting at a desk by the window, looking at some papers. He was a huge, red-haired middle-aged man.

Red hair, red eyes. Fierce eyes and tightly closed lips. Only his size was different, but anyone could see he looked exactly like Logan.

When Logan looked into his father’s stubborn eyes, his heart started pounding.

‘Father……,’ Logan thought.

He had resented that face so much. That person had made him feel so much regret. And he had missed that person so much.

‘I’m sorry. Really……,’ he thought.

He had so many questions he wanted to ask, questions that had been buried in his resentful heart.

Had his father loved him, even though he was a useless son? Had it hurt when he kicked him out? And had he missed him?

All the words he couldn’t say in his past life and the complicated feelings swirled in his heart.

But he tried to control his emotions. This was different from when his younger brother had said all the things he had dreamed of saying.

Now, he needed to show that he had changed.

Logan straightened his gaze and walked into the room.

“……You look better than I thought. Well, what do you want?”

Unlike Logan’s complicated feelings of longing and regret, his father was cold from the start.

It was somewhat expected. The important thing was what happened next.

“……I want to go to the family’s mountain for secluded training. I’m here to ask for permission.”

Logan was prepared and answered in a steady voice.

The first thing he needed to do before the event in three months was to get back the skills he had in his past life.

In this world, martial power affected a person’s status and power. He thought it was the least he could do to change his reputation and have more influence in the upcoming event.

But his father didn’t react well.

“Secluded training? You?”

“Yes.”

His father looked disbelieving and full of doubt.

“Hmm. Do you want to run away because you lost to your brother?”

“I realized I haven’t worked hard enough. It’s late, but I’m trying to change now.”

“Was it just a lack of effort…… I don’t think you’ve changed yet.”

Logan had prepared his words with a determined look, but his father’s tone showed no belief at all, and his expression didn’t change.

“……I also realized that my past behavior was a problem.”

“I’ve heard that many times already.”

“I didn’t admit my own faults and blamed others. I was foolish and immature. I will try to fix that during this training.”

“……Hmm.”

Did his sincere words work? His father’s expression finally changed a little.

“……This time, it doesn’t sound like just an excuse.”

“I will not disappoint you again.”

“So you know you’ve been disappointing me until now.”

“…….”

“You don’t seem like the guy who was just saying sorry with words while looking resentful.”

What could he say?

Logan just closed his mouth and lowered his head.

“……How long are you planning to stay?”

“I’m thinking about 3 months.”

“Is that so? Do you think you can catch up to Ronian in that time?”

“I’m not trying to beat Ronian. I will just do my best for a short time. I know I can’t do everything, and I accept that.”

His father looked surprised for a moment, then slowly nodded.

“……Indeed, you seem to have changed a little. Yes, you must change. Good. I will allow it.”

“Thank you.”

He bowed politely and turned to leave, but he heard a hesitant voice.

“……It’s still spring. The Seonmyo, a cold stone bed in the mountain, will be cold to sleep on. Pack warmly.”

Logan was surprised by the unexpected kind words and simply nodded.

But he didn’t even realize that his steps out of the room had become a little lighter.