Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 334

Whoosh. A rush of air followed Viktor as he moved. He used a special tool that made him invisible to most people, even if he moved a little. Because he was superhuman, stronger and faster than normal men, he could use the secret move called Ghost Shadow even better than others. Ghost Shadow was a way of moving silently, like a ghost in the shadows.

The Central Temple was very well guarded. More guards were here than at the king’s palace in any normal country. Still, Viktor moved from shadow to shadow. He moved so quietly that even the paladins with their sharp senses could not see him. None of the knights on guard noticed him.

However, when he was right in front of the building he wanted to reach, Viktor, who had been moving without stopping, had to stop.

Among the temple buildings, each filled with antique beauty, a white building stood out as particularly small. This building, which looked even smaller than a small church, was very heavily guarded, which was easy to see.

Since it was where he wanted to go, he was happy to see it guarded so tightly, as if the Saintess was inside.

But soon, something unexpected bothered Viktor’s senses.

“…Magic?”

He wasn’t as strong as his boss, but he was still superhuman with senses much sharper than other knights of the same level. His senses told him that a strange power was flowing through the building.

‘Magic in the temple?’

The temple knew about other powers besides holy power, like Force and Mana, but they thought these were weaker than holy power.

A security system using magic in the temple seemed strange, but he soon realized it was possible.

‘If they are keeping someone very holy, like Saintess Ilia, a magic barrier made by holy power would not stop someone as holy as her.’

It was a shame that he had prepared a way to get through the holy barrier, even for a moment, but this was even easier for him.

Everything felt like it was falling into place.

But suddenly, someone’s presence seemed to ruin that feeling.

“I’ve heard a lot about the temple knights being strict, but I didn’t think it was this bad. They must have very strict rules.”

A middle-aged man with a sly grin pushed his way through the temple knights on guard.

Unlike the paladins in shining armor with colorful symbols, the middle-aged man in armor with a fancy golden dragon joked openly in front of the temple knights.

“Hey, hey!”

He tapped them on the shoulder and waved his hand in front of their faces, but when the paladins still didn’t react, he seemed to lose interest, sat down, and hung his head.

“Do temple knights lose their feelings as they get better? Do the best knights become like stones? How boring.”

This was like starting a fight with the temple knights in the middle of the Central Temple.

An ordinary person would have been beaten up for doing that, but the temple knights looked away on purpose, as if the man wasn’t there.

“Hey, don’t be like that. It’s not like I want to be here. What is this nonsense? I’m a general of the Empire, why am I… Ugh, if it weren’t for the prince, no, if it weren’t for the heir to the throne, I would have just…”

The man looked sad as he punched the air. He spoke lightly and acted even more so, but what he said was important.

Not a knight, but a general. In the Empire, only the leaders of the Eastern 8th Legion or the Western 7th Legion used those titles.

This seemingly lazy man was an Aura User.

The man with blond hair and snow-white skin could have been considered handsome, but he looked fierce because of the scar across his right cheek and his left eye, which seemed cloudy and blind.

“…Who was it again?”

His leader had forced him to memorize all the details about the Empire’s legion commanders. Viktor soon remembered who it was.

‘The commander of the Western 7th Legion, Max Illeya, the Crazy Sword.’

– The Imperial Western Army won’t attack us if they can avoid it. If the Empire starts a war, the West will have to strengthen its defenses.

– Of course, if things get bad, they could draft at least the superhuman legion commander.

The leader had said that and pointed out a few people to watch out for, and Max Illeya was one of the most important.

– He’s known to be a mid-level Aura User, but he’s said to be more powerful than that.

– He became a nobleman from being a mercenary, so he’s known for his rough personality. He’s a fighting cock.

– There’s a rumor that the Emperor liked his talent when he was young and kept him close, but got tired of his personality and made him the commander of the Western Legion.

This man was a real Imperial legion commander.

‘Why is an Imperial superhuman here?’

It seemed strange, and Viktor couldn’t answer that question yet.

Viktor felt again that his sharp senses were a gift. Max Illeya’s abilities would cause him trouble here.

He carefully moved back to stay hidden from the man.

“Erai! How boring! Someone come here! Bring your commander! I’ll fight him!”

He suddenly shouted and stood up.

“Sacred Sword? I, a general of the Empire, will see if he deserves that title! Our old man’s nickname is Sword Spirit, but what’s Sacred Sword?”

Watching him act up and pick fights like it was a joke, Viktor could see why the Emperor would be tired of him.

“If he’s busy, call him! Why aren’t you calling him? Are you scared of me?!”

So he could understand why the temple knights were standing still without reacting.

They must have been told not to fight him so they wouldn’t offend him.

When the temple knights didn’t react, Max finally sat back down, tired.

“Hey, you’re no fun. I’m bored to death.”

Yaaawn.

His face, which had been yawning slowly and lazily, changed to an excited look as if he had seen something.

“Huh?”

Smirk.

“…Around here, huh? Interesting.”

Max, who was muttering to himself with a smile, suddenly jumped up again.

“I’m going out for a bit. Don’t tell the Prince I disappeared, okay?”

Then, he left without a trace, saying words that no one would listen to.

‘Thank goodness.’

Viktor felt the cold sweat on his back and sighed in relief.

With the special tool and Ghost Shadow, he was sure he could sneak in without being seen, even by someone much stronger than him, but rescuing the Saintess and taking her out was another matter.

And now, the biggest problem had disappeared, so it was the perfect chance.

‘The man is stronger than me, even with the information I have.’

There was no time to think about why.

Viktor slipped into the building like a ghost, avoiding the flow of mana.

The inside of the building was smaller than he thought.

It seemed to be a special prayer room, with only one room on the top floor of the three-story building, and the Saintess was inside.

Her beauty made even the old robes seem to shine. However, Ilia looked tired, and she was praying with her eyes closed, which looked very holy. It wasn’t just a saying; holy power was flowing around her like clouds.

Even the two paladins watching her couldn’t hide their awe as they stared at her.

Because of that…

Thwack.

Plop.

It was even easier to knock them out.

“It’s been a while, Saintess.”

When she heard Viktor’s voice, Ilia, who had been praying, turned to him. Her eyes widened in surprise and joy, which made him happy even at this urgent moment.

“Sir Viktor?”

“Yes, it’s me. I’ve come to take you away. Let’s get out of here.”

“H-How did you get here?”

“It’s a long story. Let’s go for now.”

Maybe he felt a little relieved.

Viktor smiled gently at the Saintess when he heard a voice he didn’t want to hear.

“It was here. I felt like it was outside a moment ago.”

A scarred face appeared before Viktor’s eyes as he turned his head.

“You seem to have a strange talent.”

Max Illeya grinned as if he was amused. The temple’s defenses, which blocked noise, seemed to have weakened his senses as well.

‘What a mistake.’

He had not only exposed his back, but he had also taken off his mask because he was so happy. The man had seen his face.

‘I can’t escape like this.’

He wasn’t famous yet, but the Empire’s intelligence network would find him soon. Then there was only one way.

Shwing.

“I hope your fighting skills are good. Please try not to scream. Let’s just enjoy ourselves, shall we?”

He had to catch this madman here, who seemed happy about the situation, lowering his voice and grinning.

And in one fell swoop.

“Saintess, behind you.”

“…Yes.”

“Good choice. I can’t have the Saintess getting hurt either. I’ll grant you a clean death in return.”

Hee hee.

To kill an enemy much stronger than him in one attack?

It was impossible to do with normal skills.

So, Viktor thought hard.

– Max Illeiya. His special ability is called ‘Intuition.’ You could say he’s like a weaker version of Jerome Dicaid. But people say he’s better when fighting many enemies.

Intuition, a trait that was very unclear.

But this wasn’t a battlefield, and Max seemed to want a one-on-one fight.

Viktor understood how skilled his enemy was, and Max knew Viktor’s level too.

Carelessness.

Also, Viktor realized something from Max’s words.

‘I thought it was outside, but it was here. So, that ability must have limits.’

– Using a special ability is like showing what you want. Some people have abilities that seem useless or strange.

– Eagle eyes that can see far away or hearing that can pick up sounds from kilometers are at least somewhat useful.

– The more unclear an ability is, the weaker it is and the less useful it is. For example, an ability like ‘Peace’…

Viktor shook his head, pushing away those thoughts.

His intuition couldn’t predict everything.

So, there was a chance.

‘Bet everything on one strike.’

Viktor gathered the power from the five cores in his heart.

Then, a grey light, like smoke that seemed to move in waves, came from his sword.

But Max stayed calm.

“Hmm, not bad for someone like you?”

Of course, it would be.

He wasn’t just fighting weak enemies. Showing off his Aura Blade before even attacking was just wasting energy.

That made his enemy even more careless.

“Grey Aura? How… unusual.”

Tap.

Soon, a light footstep closed the distance between Viktor and Max, as if space was shrinking.

At the same time, Max swung his sword.

Red Aura grew at the tip of his sword, then shot out like a streak of fire, right at his heart.

It happened very fast, but an Aura User could react to it.

At that moment, Max doubted himself.

‘He’s not going to dodge?’

The plan Viktor had, according to Max’s ‘Intuition,’ was crazy.

‘He’s willing to die too? Hmph. But….’

As soon as he realized that, his red Aura shot forward.

‘You’re the only one dying.’

Max just felt bad that the fun he was expecting would end so quickly.

However.

Thwack.

Whoosh.

The moment his heart was pierced, Viktor’s grey Aura Blade grew bigger, instantly piercing Max’s heart.

Thwack.

“Keuh, Keuheuk.”

“Gck.”

Everything happened in a flash.

‘I did it….’

Viktor endured the pain, watching the surprise in Max’s eyes.

“Keeuh. Y-you crazy…”

Max’s eye grew wide, and he cursed.

Then, a moment later, a scream came from behind Viktor.

“Kyaa! Sir Viktor!”

“I’m… I’m okay. Just a scratch.”

Viktor saw the light leave Max’s eyes and pulled the sword out of his own heart. Blood poured out, and he felt weak.

‘I can’t let this happen.’

Regenerate.

I can do it!

Viktor gritted his teeth and told his body to heal.

In his heart, which had mastered the Divine Sword Vision, five Force Cores spun around the first core, creating Force.

Also, the special ability of ‘Endless Life Force’ wasn’t just about using a stronger Force.

The best part of this ability was healing any injury.

He had counted on those two things, but his heart wasn’t healing.

Viktor quickly understood why.

‘Aura, oh Aura. Damn it, I was foolish.’

His plan only worked partly.

The five Force Cores stopped his heart from being destroyed by the Aura, but the enemy Aura was stopping him from healing.

The power of Aura destroys everything.

His ability wasn’t strong enough to ignore the damage and heal.

He had been too quick and not thought it through.

However.

‘I can’t die like this.’

Viktor’s will held onto life.

And.

“Blood! Oh no, Viktor, no!”

Ilia cried out and touched Viktor’s chest where blood was flowing.

“Please… please don’t die.”

Pure white Divine Power flowed from her lip.

Light filled his body.

With that power, his body healed, and his mind cleared.

As soon as he could think again, he knew what he needed to do to live.

‘The power to destroy Aura.’

Luckily, Viktor knew one way to do that.

The 5th Form of the Divine Sword Vision. Life Severance.

He could do it if he could use what he had barely learned during training.

His life was fading, so he focused, and the Divine Power helped him concentrate.

Soon, Viktor understood everything about Life Severance. Then, he destroyed the enemy’s Aura in his heart.

And at that moment, Viktor realized he had grown stronger.

Whoosh.

The Force Core created a sixth core, and the Force doubled, making his ability stronger and quickly healing his heart.

A moment later, Viktor breathed heavily, like someone who had almost drowned.

“Keuh, Keuheuk.”

“Eh, eh? W-what’s this?”

Ilia was upset, with tears in her eyes.

Viktor looked at her and vomited blood.

Cough.

‘That was crazy. I was lucky.’

He felt relieved and confident. He had gained a lot from that crazy act.

He had leveled up, but the best thing was that he had killed an Empire’s superhuman with one strike, without making any noise.

The fact that even when these powerful people fought, the magic to block sound still worked.

So, Viktor smiled.

“I’m alright now. Let’s go, Saintess.”

To reassure the Saintess.

“Kyaa!”

“”?”

“Ah, no. I’m sorry. Let’s go quickly.”

He didn’t think about how a smile with blood in his mouth would look, but the paladins outside were still quiet.

Even as Viktor carried the Saintess out of the building.

And the next morning.

– The false Saintess Ilia Gabon is excommunicated.

News that would shake the world began to spread from the Holy Kingdom.