Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 382

He was out of arrows in his bag, but he wasn’t worried. He just needed to pick up any arrows he saw on the ground as he ran.

The arrows from the Holy Knights were a little different from his own. But this was not a problem for him.

Each arrow he shot flew very fast, like lightning, across the long distance. At the last second, it changed direction a little to hit exactly where it needed to, killing the enemy.

Burdell watched his enemies fall from more than two kilometers away. Most people couldn’t even see that far! He shot another arrow right away, even before he knew for sure they were dead.

This was an amazing skill. Maybe he was the only one on the whole continent who could do it. But even as he did this incredible thing, he was cursing inside.

‘Blast it, blast it, blast it!’

He hated this situation. He was running along the walls, shooting at enemies so far away he could barely see them. He wanted to be fighting the enemies close by, in front of him.

This wasn’t like being a sniper. It was more like sending a desperate message. He was trying hard to make sure his friends saw his arrows and knew to save the Queen.

Creak.

‘To think I would be so… utterly helpless.’

He had awakened his Aura, which gave him powers that normal people could only dream of.

Aura-Sight.

This Aura-Sight was perfect for an archer. It let him see very far away as if it was right in front of him. He could even change the direction of his arrows while they were flying.

Also, before he came here, Golem Master Clayton himself had made him a special, powerful longbow called the Sniping Shot. It was a Class 4 artifact. With this bow, Burdell felt incredibly confident. He was sure no one could beat him in a fight from far away.

But he was only half right about his confidence. He was amazing at long range, but his arrows were completely useless against the super-strong people who got close to him.

‘Even if….’

Even if he thought about the skill difference, he still felt very ashamed. It seemed like his Aura-Sight, which was so good for seeing far away, had made his Aura weaker for physical strength.

But no matter how he tried to explain it to himself or comfort himself, he still felt ashamed.

After all, he was fleeing, leaving behind the wife of the lord he was sworn to protect.

‘No, this is the best I can do right now.’

If he were a knight who only cared about loyalty, he would have stayed and died fighting. He wouldn’t have even thought about running away. That’s how knights are.

But he was a hunter. And hunters always think about staying alive and hunting well.

Besides staying alive, if you think of war like hunting, then what he was doing was the most efficient thing.

As he settled his mind, the frantic pounding of his heart gradually subsided.

But at that moment…

“Got you, you little rat!”

The chilling voice from directly behind him sent every hair on Burdell’s body standing on end.

‘Ugh!’

Rolling to the side right away was a very smart move.

A chillingly sharp, red Aura passed over where his head had been, followed by the sight of a contorted Egon Miller.

The brown-haired man had lost his helmet – you could see how tough the fight had been. He glared at Burdell with angry blue eyes.

Burdell’s heart plummeted at the sight.

‘Why is he here already? What about the Queen…!?’

Even though he was in terrible danger, he felt he had to look back to see about the Queen.

But the walls of Noviens, one of the biggest cities in the world, were very long. He couldn’t see far enough to know if the Queen was safe.

This only heightened his desperation.

“Tch!”

Still rolling, he frantically nocked an arrow, but the shaft was cleaved in two by a descending red blade before it could even leave the bow.

He imagined the Severing Blade cutting his own body in half.

Burdell squeezed his eyes shut, unable to face his impending death.

Kawaaaang!

Chae-chae-chaeng!

He felt the deadly feeling that was pressing down on him suddenly disappear in a loud explosion.

‘Huh!?’

His reaction was swift.

Burdell’s widened eyes beheld an orange Aura clashing against the ominous red blade.

The orange Aura filled the area, but the red Aura was stronger and pushing it back. Still, there was so much orange Aura that it was just barely holding its own.

Amidst this, the youth who had saved him from death, his face growing increasingly pale, shouted at him.

“What about the Queen!?”

The young man shouted, not even trying to hide who he was.

Burdell knew how urgent he sounded, so he shouted back, putting as much hope as he could into his voice.

“I don’t know yet!”

Even as he spoke, he did not forget to shoot an arrow at Egon.

Wham!

“Hmph!”

Egon easily deflected Burdell’s arrow and launched a counterattack.

Ronian intercepted him head-on.

Kawaaaang!

The force of Ronian hitting him was strong. Egon twisted back in shock.

‘Ugh. I’m just getting in the way.’

Burdell bit his lip, feeling bad about himself. But then he heard an ally’s voice, and it made him feel even more ashamed.

“Get Lia! Now!!”

Luckily, even though he felt terrible, Burdell remembered what he had to do.

Even to him, Ronian’s pale complexion did not look normal. Even a normal opponent would struggle against that Severing Blade.

Burdell gritted his teeth and launched himself forward.

“Hold on a little longer, young master!”

He also didn’t have time to hide who he was anymore. He used the Ghost Shadow Footwork, a fast movement skill he learned from the Sword Demon, the strongest superhuman of the McLaine family. He ran as fast as he could across the walls.

Soon, his Aura-Sight zoomed in on the mage battling the Empire’s best soldiers on the western walls.

‘Please, look here!’

The red arrows he shot quickly were like a desperate message as they flew towards the middle of the fight.

Did his plea reach her?

He thought he saw blood fly from the side of an enemy in red armor. Then he saw Victoria – she was dressed as Aaron – slide down the wall to the south. The wall seemed to move strangely.

‘Yes!’

He had only a moment to celebrate inwardly.

He immediately turned back and drew his bow toward the battlefield where the young master was in danger.

He thought, ‘From this far away, I won’t be a problem.’

But he couldn’t even do that, because knights from the Empire were charging towards him.

“Die!”

Maybe they didn’t see the dangerous red light on his arrows, or maybe they were just not afraid. Lots of knights charged straight at him.

Unless they were stupid and didn’t see the Aura power in his arrows, they were definitely underestimating him, even though he had superpowers.

Seeing them charge made Burdell angry and sad. It brought back the feeling that he was not good enough.

‘You dare!’

– You’re talented with a bow? So what? It’s just a weapon for hunters.

– Wow, you’re surprisingly accurate. You should have been born with that talent for swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship is utterly hopeless, hee hee.

– Why is a Force User using a bow? Are you stupid?

He was born in a hunter’s village, the son of a hunter. There, people praised his natural talent with a bow. But in the wider world, his skill was just seen as something interesting, not really important.

He had learned to use his Force powers through hunter training. But knights would insult him, saying things like, ‘If you had learned to use a sword, you would be amazing!’ or ‘Why can’t you use a sword? You’re not fully trained.’

What made him even angrier was that he knew, deep down, that those insults were true. He had been a mercenary and a hunter, and he had met many strong people. He knew they were right.

Even when a Force user became strong, they could mostly only beat normal soldiers easily. And even when they won, people would often say they were cheating or fighting like cowards.

The world’s prejudice frustrated him. He was a talented person from a remote village who wanted to show off his skills, become famous, and enjoy wealth and glory.

Because of this, he gave up on becoming famous among regular people.

Instead, he decided to become a monster hunter. He wanted to be a legendary hunter, using the hunting and archery skills he had learned since he was a child.

This monster hunting was a way to be famous, but not in the way he first wanted. It was the closest he could get to his dream. But deep down, he still longed for the fame he had always wanted.

That’s why he easily agreed to the offer from a nobleman named Padric McLain.

The nobleman had said, “Use your talent for my son. My son, he really looks after people who are good at things. You’ll get everything you want and more.”

In fact, what Burdell had gained since following the nobleman was amazing. It was more than he could have imagined.

He had started down the path of a superhuman, something he had never dreamed of. He had also been promised a noble title in the future.

But what had he given back in return?

‘……Nothing.’

Burdell knew himself well.

He didn’t have the strong sense of loyalty that knights have.

But he wanted to repay the nobleman for his kindness. That was the least he could do.

Then…….

“I don’t have time for you!”

He couldn’t be held back!

That determination and anger moved him, and arrows filled with power shot forward one after another.

Sha-sha-shak.

Thwack, thwack, thwack.

“Ugh!”

“Aargh!”

“What kind of arrows are these?”

The arrows pierced through knights in armor one after another.

The knight at the front fell without even screaming, with more than ten holes in his body.

The front line was destroyed in an instant.

The soldiers who were about to charge stopped in their tracks when they saw the horrible scene.

“Hoo…….”

Burdell, who had been holding his breath, stared blankly at his hands, which had fired dozens of arrows so quickly.

It wasn’t some great realization.

He used a trick he knew, usually for aiming far away.

He simply used the Force to pull in the arrows scattered on the battlefield, loaded them onto his bow, and fired them continuously. He didn’t focus on the power of each arrow, only on speed, which allowed him to fire incredibly fast.

Because of this, he realized something he had forgotten.

‘When did I start trying to kill with one shot?’

Even a missed arrow could hurt someone. He didn’t need to use all his power to break through their defenses.

Also, no matter how sharp a sword was, it couldn’t block dozens of arrows fired at close range. The way for a superhuman archer to fight a superhuman up close was now clear.

“What the hell!”

Burdell shouted in excitement and ran towards the eastern wall again, ignoring the frozen enemies.

He grabbed the scattered arrows along the way and filled his quiver.

“Why are you here!? What about the Queen!?”

On the way, he ran into Victoria, who seemed to be moving along the wall. She scolded him, but Burdell didn’t stop to talk. He pointed to the battlefield where red and orange lights were destroying everything.

“Save the little lord first!”

“Yes?!”

“Help him! The little lord and I will finish this!”

They had already discussed the most effective magic that Victoria could use on the battlefield.

It was a reckless plan, but Victoria nodded, feeling the power coming from Burdell.

Burdell gritted his teeth and charged towards the enemy who had made him feel hopeless twice in a short time. Hundreds of arrows floated in the air around him.

First, one arrow.

Bang!

“You little rat!”

The enemy glanced back.

He was moving a little slower, but the little lord was still losing.

Burdell didn’t know how he was doing it, but he was blocking the enemy’s sword with five quick sword moves.

Burdell fired two more arrows.

Thwack! Bang!

“I’ll kill you first!”

The enemy took the bait.

He turned away from the little lord and charged at Burdell.

“Now!”

Burdell shouted and focused all his attention on firing as fast as he could. Using the Force, he fired the arrows that were being pulled onto his bowstring even faster.

Pabababak.

A rain of arrows poured down in an instant.

Burdell saw the enemy’s blue eyes widen as he charged. The enemy’s body froze for a moment.

‘Perfect timing!’

Burdell cheered to himself.

“Euaaah!”

Egon Miller screamed.

A rain of red arrows, red lightning, and bright red swords poured down at once.

Kwaaaaang!

The loud explosion caught everyone’s attention.

“Kkeue…….”

“You tenacious bastard.”

Burdell stared in horror at the enemy, who had managed to get his sword right in front of his face. He had fired about 30 arrows in a short time, but only five had hit, striking his shoulders and limbs.

Fortunately, the little lord’s sword pierced the enemy’s heart from behind, taking advantage of his attack.

Burdell felt a chill, realizing that it would have been impossible without Victoria’s magic.

“Heu, heu heu. Th, this, I…….”

Shluk.

The enemy’s head was cut off before he could say a last word.

“Egon Miller is down! We’ve won!”

The moment the little lord shouted, holding the severed head on his sword, Burdell felt the battle change.

And then.

Kwaaaang!

An explosion erupted from the middle of the eastern wall, catching their attention.

– Queen?

Burdell, Victoria, and the little lord looked at each other. Then, the three superhumans dashed towards the explosion like lightning.