Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 211

“Your Majesty, you are right in general. But to be a truly good king, showing mercy would be better.”

It was an unexpected remark, considering the Sword Master’s usual temperament.

Logan quickly looked at the Sword Master. He seemed surprised and worried.

“Sword Master, what are you saying?”

The King’s expression hardened as if betrayed by someone he trusted.

‘Master?’ Logan was just as bewildered.

But the Sword Master continued speaking with a calm expression.

“The rebels have just been stopped. I am worried that a very harsh punishment might cause more problems.”

“Punishing the rebels will cause chaos? That’s absurd.”

Even though the King looked angry and cold, the Sword Master stayed calm.

“The law is strict, but it’s only good if it’s used on the right people. I hope you will show mercy.”

“Ha, hahaha. Are you serious…?”

The King’s face, as he looked at the Sword Master and Logan, showed many feelings, as if he wanted to say a lot.

Then, his face became empty of feeling.

“Well, if you two say so, what can I do? I have to agree.”

“Your Majesty, such words…”

“Both of you, leave. I want to be alone.”

It ended with an unexpected reaction.

Logan was so surprised he couldn’t speak until the short talk ended.

“Why did you do that?”

Leaving the palace, the Sword Master sighed softly at Logan’s first words after the silence.

“I just said what I thought was right.”

“You weren’t taking my side?”

“…They are what’s left of a war that’s already over. I don’t think a very harsh punishment right now would be good for the King.”

“I thought you were trying to stop me.”

“That’s also true.”

Unexpectedly, his master nodded readily.

And.

“I took your side this time, but do you really need to disagree with the King like this? Can’t you just give in a little?”

“How much should I give in?”

“What?”

“I don’t know how you feel, Master, but I think I have done my duty as a subject. No, really, it’s more than that. But if the King is unhappy with me, what should I do? How much should I give in to make him happy?”

“…Still, he is the king we must serve. He is the King, Logan.”

“If we keep giving in to the King’s unfair demands, we can’t do what’s important, and we might lose to the Empire.”

“It’s that story again.”

“We have to save the country first.”

At those words, the Sword Master sighed deeply and looked into his disciple’s red eyes.

Eyes that rarely seemed to rest.

Within them, he carried an immense talent that was hard to describe, and he was living as a hero in a time of turmoil.

A disciple he met as a benefactor, formed a master-disciple relationship with, and helped overcome the country’s crisis together.

That disciple was now expressing opinions that were slightly different from his own.

He wondered what was in the place those red eyes were looking at, but he also had beliefs that he had lived by all his life. If he couldn’t understand his disciple, he would just do his best in his place.

He believed that his mindset was upright, so eventually, they would look at the same place again.

“…Whether war happens or not is less important than respecting the King. Ignoring him to save the country is not what a subject should do.”

“Like I said, it’s a subject’s duty to advise the King when he’s making mistakes. These are the words you once said to me, Master.”

Yes. That’s right.

If it were a normal relationship between a lord and his subject.

But now, the monarch was hostile to his disciple, and the disciple with power had no intention of bowing his head to the monarch.

‘What should I do about this……? I need to strike a good balance.’

As the Sword Master’s worries deepened, Logan looked at his master with slightly pitiful eyes.

It was said that the Third Prince had the qualities of a king.

If those who said he could be a good king were right, their relationship could get better.

But now there was really no time to waste.

So.

“Master. As you saw today, His Majesty has no intention of stopping his checks on me. Even if we get through it this time, if this kind of thing keeps happening, it won’t be good for the country. What I’ve been thinking about as my own countermeasure is……”

“No, I will persuade His Majesty. Like today. So let’s just get through this time. Logan, if you can’t trust His Majesty, trust me. If His Majesty is hostile to you without a clear reason, I will definitely stop it first.”

“He might try to send you somewhere else again, like this time, and then start something.”

“……I will refuse. And I will visit His Majesty often and persuade him.”

“Master……”

Originally, he was planning to leave some of the McLaine Knights in the capital, if possible, in the royal palace…….

‘That master is going to refuse the King’s orders.’

He couldn’t insist any further when those words came out of his master’s mouth.

“I understand. I will trust you, Master.”

“……Okay.”

Logan bowed his head to his master, who was sighing bitterly, and then turned around.

Now was the time to return to the territory, no matter what.

The Knights and crossbow cavalry gathered in the capital were divided into Town and Taren and returned.

And Logan joined the army heading to Taren.

The source that would support the family’s wealth and the workshop that would produce future weapons.

It was to check the progress of the construction of that workshop.

As he arrived with them at the place that ‘used to be’ the wasteland near Taren, Logan was speechless, his mouth agape at the wide ‘plain’ that unfolded before his eyes.

Approaching midsummer. People farming could be seen in the fields where green sprouts had grown, stretching as far as the eye could see.

“This…… is already finished?”

Henderson, who had followed right behind, smiled and replied to Logan’s mumbling voice.

“Yes, Lord. I was already preparing to farm when I left Taren.”

“How?”

“Yes?”

“I didn’t even expect this to be done within this summer?”

Logan’s surprise was natural.

Land several times wider than the McLaine wasteland in the past.

Moreover, the river was further away, so digging waterways to supply water to the fields was exponentially more difficult.

……Logan had already heard that report a long time ago.

As such, he thought that starting farming would be next year at best…….

“With nearly a thousand dwarves gathered, the construction speed increased so much that it was really noticeable. Like that over there.”

Following Henderson’s gesture, he turned his head and saw a horse carrying a dwarf in the distance, pulling equipment with dozens of hoe-like things connected to it, plowing the field.

“I couldn’t quite understand what kind of alloy it was, but it weighs only 1/10th of iron, but it’s much sharper, so it’s a piece of equipment that digs into the ground well. Now that the workshop has started churning out equipment like that, it’s only natural that the work speed is increasing.”

“Ah……! The workshop is already working properly?”

“Yes. It’s already becoming famous as a city of artisans in the central region. There are many human artisans gathering because the treatment is so good. In addition, Hamar’s name is also becoming famous.”

Logan felt a strong sense of reality from Henderson’s proud expression.

‘Right. Hamar too…… well, he deserves it.’

Strictly speaking, Hamar was Logan’s slave, but everyone in McLaine had been treating Hamar with respect since before.

It was a proper courtesy to the developer of the weapons that brought McLaine’s prosperity.

It might have been a little late for his reputation to spread outside.

“In addition, the trainee wizards of the Magic Tower have also been very helpful in reclaiming farmland.”

“Trainee wizards? How?”

“They can’t use golems, but even a simple Dig spell is a great help in construction. Clayton told them to help with the construction as a form of training……”

“Hmm?”

“Construction is training. He even engraved it at the entrance of the newly built Magic Tower. To be honest, I still don’t know what it means.”

“Ah, hahaha…….”

Perhaps he had ruined not only Clayton’s personality but also the foundation of the Golem School itself.

Logan, who was inadvertently letting out a hollow laugh at that thought, soon came to his senses and tried to change the subject.

“Ahem. Well, it’s good if it was developed quickly.”

If the New McLaine Plain, the Bifrost Plain, and this place now were reborn as plains, the grain yield from these three places alone would be enough to feed half of the kingdom’s people.

That meant.

“There’s no need to worry about military rations at all. No matter how much we mobilize.”

“Yes?”

“No, it’s nothing. Let’s go into the city quickly. If it’s like this here……”

“The mine might be finished too?”

The moment those words came out, the speed of the horse carrying Logan increased a little more.

“It’s the Grand Duke!”

“Identity verification! Open the gate!”

Creak!

Even though many workers were brought in quickly, Taren was still just as secure.

And the scene behind it was so different from what Logan had seen before heading to the Empire that it was like heaven and earth.

“Wow……. This is amazing.”

He couldn’t help but exclaim naturally.

Even though all the buildings within sight were at least three stories high, the unified standards and the light texture and design gave it a very fresh and clean feeling.

The straight, stone roads going between the buildings like a chessboard made it feel even cleaner and newer.

Among the workers carrying and loading things on the roads.

In the middle, a tall building with a very big roof stood out, making you wonder how they built it.

“In just 7~8 months…….”

The traces of the unfinished workshop that Logan had seen before leaving were nowhere to be found in the huge building.

He guessed the tallest part in the middle, one or two stories higher, was the new Golem Magic Tower.

‘Should I move the center of McLaine here altogether? My father might still like Bifrost Castle or Town more. But it’s clear Taren will become more important.’

He had never been inside the fortress city of Taren in his previous life, but he didn’t think that place would be better than this place now.

Moreover, if the harvest starts in earnest in the newly reclaimed wasteland, it can be said that there will be no food problem at all, which is a common characteristic of mining cities.

‘It would be better to build a new town for farmers in the middle of the farmland, and keep Taren as it is.’

Logan was looking at the completed city and making plans for the future again when a familiar voice struck his ear.

“Yo! Master is here!! I was going to go out to meet you before you came in, but I was late. Because my legs are short. Haha.”

A welcome voice.

Hearing the voice of Hamar, who he really respected, Logan smiled and turned around.

“Hama……r?”

However, at the sight of Hamar’s appearance, which he was seeing for the first time, he could only be stunned.