Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 260

The Royal Knights training has begun for all the knights who arrived, and everyone has received their artifacts.

“What’s the reaction?”

“Instructor Heinckel said everyone is very happy now.”

“Good. Just as I expected.”

Logan smiled, satisfied with Dwain’s report, and looked around the room.

He saw familiar, reliable faces: the Sword Master, his father, Eileen, Clayton, Heinckel, Viktor, and Damian. Everyone Logan trusted and could tell anything to was there, except for Phillip in the Empire and Hamar in Taren.

Now that Logan’s idea of combining all the kingdom’s forces into a legion system was becoming real, everyone had gathered to discuss the specific plans.

And there was one new person with them.

“I am very happy that my acting was so helpful, Your Majesty,” the kingdom’s Chancellor, Roberts Floyd, said, bowing to Logan with a wide smile.

Before, Roberts Floyd seemed to disagree with Logan during the Great War. But this was planned. It was an act to make the nobles, like Jacques Huan, angry.

As this was a gathering of all the important people of the royal family, Roberts wanted to remind them of his contribution.

“This is just the beginning, Chancellor.”

“Of course, I know that. But since you are leading this, Your Majesty, I know it will go well.” He was boasting about his own merits with too much flattery.

Eileen, standing beside him, frowned slightly and tugged at Roberts’s arm, but he just stared blankly at his daughter, as if asking what was wrong.

Eileen sighed softly, and Logan chuckled at the father and daughter.

Eileen, trying to change the subject, asked, “We have gathered all the knights, but what about the soldiers?”

“We need to bring the soldiers too. A legion cannot be only knights.”

“Then what about the security of each territory…?” Heinckel asked, as if he had been waiting to ask it, but Logan was not worried.

“We will move the troops as soon as the training is over. We will send a small number of people, but only after the basic training is done and the legions are formed.”

“What are you going to do in the meantime? Accidents could happen at the same time throughout the kingdom.” Heinckel’s question was natural, and it was exactly what Logan had already thought about.

“We need to create a replacement force before that.”

“A replacement force?”

“The harvest season will be over soon, so the people can train during the winter.”

“Training?”

“We need to create self-defense forces for each village, like in the McLaine territory, focusing on rapid-fire crossbows.” Logan spoke of his plan.

Fighting the Empire with only regular forces had its limits, so organizing self-defense forces was important.

His friends nodded in agreement.

“It’s amazing that I’m not too worried, even though giving commoners weapons that can kill knights is enough to worry about a civil uprising.”

The word ‘civil uprising’ was new to everyone there.

A fully armed Force User, a knight, could easily handle hundreds of untrained civilians. Even if tens of thousands of commoners joined together to revolt, it would be over once the Knights swept through.

But what if they had weapons that could kill knights?

Also, if the knight orders of each territory were in the center, soldiers alone would never be able to stop them.

But Logan was not worried.

“All the greedy and vile nobles who could cause a civil uprising are already dead by my hand. Even if there are cowardly villains who haven’t come forward, they should accept the punishment they deserved. The royal family will not interfere. Furthermore…”

“Everyone is praising you, Your Majesty. I think that’s why we’re not worried at all.” Roberts Floyd added with more flattery, but this time no one frowned.

Because it was true.

Logan smiled at the Count, who had said the praise that he would have been embarrassed to say himself.

“Well, yes. So you don’t have to worry about that. As soon as the self-defense force training is over in the winter, I will call the soldiers from the territories. And in the spring, I will completely change the kingdom’s military system to a legion system.”

“If your plan works, Your Majesty, we will have five legions and hundreds of thousands of self-defense forces.” Everyone gasped at the Sword Master’s summary.

Because it was an enormous number of troops, even just imagining it.

“That’s right. And the goal is to make each legion as strong as the armies of the former First and Second Princes. So please, everyone, put in a little more effort until then.”

“Yes!” A pleasant smile spread across everyone’s faces, but Dwain timidly raised his hand.

“Um, Your Majesty, what about the cost of self-defense force training and rapid-fire crossbow supplies…? The nobles are all in bad shape, aren’t they?”

“Didn’t all the territories of the nobles who were removed become the king’s lands? That should be enough to cover everything. And since we’re making the rapid-fire crossbows ourselves, we can produce them at cost.”

“…Still, there will be hundreds of thousands of them, right?”

“That’s right. It’s definitely possible.”

‘Yes. At cost, it’s definitely possible in terms of calculations….’

It seemed like he could hear the screams of a certain dwarf in Taren, but Dwain ignored the predicted tragedy in front of his longtime colleague with a sense of duty as a financial officer.

But he had to feel sorry for his friend Hamar when Damian spoke next.

“And there are three more areas of wasteland that can be developed with the dam construction you mentioned, Your Majesty. It would be better to send the ‘specialized construction team’ as soon as possible.”

“Three places…”

‘Lord Hamar. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it.’

Even Clayton, the mage, looked slightly pale, but Dwain’s guilt was just an empty promise that could never be said.

Dwain, who had briefly closed his eyes tightly, quickly changed the subject to forget his guilt.

“The Healer’s Guild says they have finished all the preparations to open branches in different parts of the kingdom. They have asked for permission from the royal family and each lord.”

“Oh, really? Permission is easy. What about the request for funding?”

Dwane leaned forward, “Good news about the Healer’s Guild. They only asked for about three million gold. Guild Master Gilbert is a very honest man, you know.”

Three million gold. Dwane blinked. *Only* three million? But for setting up branches across all the king’s lands and about eighty territories… By Dwane’s way of thinking, anyone who asked for so little was practically an angel. He almost laughed. Gilbert was amazing, almost too good to be true.

“Issue an official decree recommending that those who are ill receive treatment from the Healer’s Guild. After all, there are hardly any commoners who can afford to visit the temple.”

“It shall be done.”

The expansion of the Healer’s Guild throughout the kingdom.

In his previous life, this only happened more than ten years after the kingdom became the Grandia Territory of the Empire, so Logan couldn’t help but feel a sense of renewal.

He definitely felt like something was gradually being accomplished.

Furthermore, he recalled what Gilbert had said when they parted after dealing with the plague.

– It’s not just the plague. According to the data we’ve collected, improving sanitation alone significantly reduces the incidence of all diseases.

Those words encouraged Logan to speed up what he was already planning to do.

“How is the sewer renovation project going?”

“The work in the king’s land and Esperanza territory is almost finished. When the off-season arrives, there will be more laborers available, so it will be possible to apply it quickly in each territory.”

Just having a sewer system that completely diverted household wastewater to the fields would greatly improve the sanitation of cities and towns.

‘The usual city smell of rotting food and waste that used to hit me every time I entered a city, and the garbage strewn along the streets will disappear a lot, too.’

The environmental improvement work to increase productivity had gained another purpose: preventing the occurrence of diseases. And perhaps he simply hadn’t known it, but this system created by the Empire in his previous life also included that purpose.

He thought, ‘I will learn from the Empire, use their ideas, to become strong enough to stop them.’

It was a method he had chosen himself, but the irony made him chuckle wryly.

But the results would be clear. And the most anticipated of these was what the Empire had only discovered by accident, a dozen years after conquering Grandia.

“What is the progress of the mana-infused water farming method?”

It was an unexpected gift that the Grandia Liberation Front had given the Empire.

“After the magician Victoria confirmed the ratio of mana stones, the work speed has become much faster than before. Perhaps by next spring at the latest, all the land in the kingdom will be transformed into fertile land that guarantees a bumper crop for ten years.”

At Dwane’s words, the faces of everyone in the room lit up. Their eyes widened and they smiled broadly.

“It’s a truly unbelievable secret. Really……”

Even Sword Master was so impressed that he let out an exclamation with a rare bright expression. His usual face looked stern, but his smile changed his eyes.

Logan chuckled and added.

“Hasn’t it already been proven in Esperanza?”

“Ah, that’s right. That’s why it’s even more unbelievable. It’s nothing short of a miracle.”

“But it also requires an equally high price.”

“Compared to the result, isn’t it just a pittance?”

At those words, everyone in the room nodded.

In fact, the cost of the mana-infused water farming method was enormous. But most of those here thought it was worth changing the world.

– We don’t need repeating crossbows, or artifacts. If this is known to the world, it could create paradise.

It was a truly dazzling possibility.

The root of war etched in human history is greed, and that greed arises because resources are limited. If all of humanity had enough food to eat and more, most wars would lose their meaning.

Of course.

‘Then the price of mana stones will rise even more crazily, and the few mines will be monopolized by the powerful.’

Everyone knew that it was a meaningless idealism, too.

“When all the preparations are completed as discussed so far and the kingdom is reorganized, a powerful country will be completed that can withstand even the threat of the Empire that I have repeatedly mentioned. And……”

As long as that young king was there, at least in the Kingdom of Grandia, that near-ideal could become a reality.

At least, that’s what Dwane thought.

“……Perhaps the Empire, fearing our potential, might even stop its plans to start a war.”

The words that the young king spoke with his red eyes shining like fire might have been nothing more than wishful thinking.

“Of course, it’s probably a far-fetched idea. But I am so proud to be able to see even that possibility. And even this moment when I can speak with a smile……”

But if it was his lord, who was not bound by common sense and always produced results beyond common sense.

“……I know very well that it was possible because of all of you who supported my reckless actions and thoughts.”

Wouldn’t it be possible to achieve it somehow?

“There were many things I wanted to say, but this is the only thing that comes to my mind now.”

As Dwane looked at the king with such vague expectations, Logan, who had met the eyes of everyone in the room one by one, suddenly bowed his head.

“Thank you very much.”

A moment of silence flowed.

The eyes of the retainers, who had been briefly embarrassed by the sudden bow of the king, sparkled with the same meaning in an instant.

‘Yes.’

If it was that young man who could bow his head like that while standing at the pinnacle of the kingdom.

“I don’t know what will happen in the future. But I will definitely promise you one thing.”

Anything is possible.

“I will do my best to protect you and this kingdom to the end.”

The confidence that filled those red eyes had been etched in his heart since some time ago.

Was that why?

Dwane, looking at his young lord bowing his head, shouted out without realizing it, his face red with excitement.

“Me too!”

There was no time to be embarrassed by the shout that came out without him realizing it. Similar excited voices began to be heard one after another from the surroundings.

“I will give my loyalty!”

“For the kingdom!”

“Glory to McLaine!”

“Let’s go to the end!”

People who had tasted a piece of hope after overcoming hardships for a long time.

The pieces they swallowed became one hope and filled the room.