Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 390

Dark Sword, a man who had forgotten his real name, thought about his target. *Click.* The first reports were wrong, it seemed.

It was already amazing for someone so young, not even thirty, to use Aura.

But to be a superior level Aura User?

Even the strongest leaders in the Empire usually reached that level when they were old. He thought they were being too careful.

Jerome Dicayd said this young king was strong. But Dicayd was a liar now, a ‘Saint’ who helped a traitor. Dark Sword didn’t trust his word.

Of course, he couldn’t ignore it completely. Secret Sword, one of the only two superhumans in the Special Oversight Department besides him, had already lost to this target.

‘Probably strong for someone at the intermediate level, I guess.’

That was the most he could believe.

Even that was amazing for his age. He was a genius.

But this mission had him, a superior-level Aura User, and his second-in-command, an intermediate-level one. If they risked their lives, they could even take down a top-level Aura User. But overthinking it would just make them nervous.

Dark Sword thought about what he knew and decided that. He signaled to Shadow Sword, his second, who was behind him, and quietly moved down the kingdom’s hallway.

The servants, soldiers, and knights didn’t see them at all.

Their stealth was like magic. Using special items and their own inner power, they moved like shadows. That’s why they were called ‘Ghosts’ – the Special Oversight Department’s deadliest weapon. The soldiers of this small kingdom couldn’t sense them.

He felt a faint magical energy around the soldiers. Not from items, but from their bodies. *Magic here?* That was new. Maclane hadn’t mentioned magic users in the palace guards.

As he checked this new information, he stopped on the way to the palace’s center.

‘A trap?’

His eyes, hidden by magic and a mask, shone. His senses, sharpened from years as an assassin, felt a weak magical power.

Traps were everywhere. Magic traps, hidden on the floor, walls, even the roof.

It was a trap not mentioned before.

‘Impressive…’

Traps strong enough to stop even good assassins.

He thought the previous failure had made them more careful.

‘But it’s still not enough.’

It was only a little annoying for him and Shadow Sword.

Dark Sword made a small hand sign – *slow and careful*. Shadow Sword nodded, eyes sharp, ready to follow.

They moved between the traps like dancers, making no sound.

Soon, they reached their target.

‘He’s in the training grounds now.’

Perfect. Alone, just as planned. The king was making this too easy.

‘The king’s death the day before he leaves, perfect.’

He signaled to Shadow Sword and slipped into the training grounds. The knights guarding the entrance were like scarecrows to them.

As he passed the knight’s shadow, Dark Sword wondered.

When would the target know they were there?

‘Right before he dies? Or right before the blade touches him?’

A superhuman and a king. He was one of the most important people he had ever assassinated.

A deep smile spread across the face of the Dark Sword, who was born a murderer.

Suddenly, a different feeling.

‘Ghosts! Two of them?’ Logan’s red eyes flickered slightly.

He felt a weak presence and a hint of killing intent.

It felt like the dirty guys who had broken into his room two years ago.

But their movements, now felt with his senses focused on his sword, were different.

They were stronger.

‘Are they as strong as that guy back then?’

Even with his strong senses, he almost hadn’t felt them two years ago until the blade was at his throat. That guy died when his wife woke up, but he was dangerous.

If he could barely feel them now, they might be as strong as that guy.

‘An assassin who uses Aura.’

Two of them would be very dangerous.

‘If it were two years ago… Those Empire people…’

Logan smiled coldly.

He knew this trick. The Empire always did this before a war – kill the leader to cause chaos. They wanted to weaken his kingdom before they attacked.

That’s when rumors about the Empire’s Special Oversight Department, the Ghosts, started.

‘It’s good that this hasn’t changed.’

The Empire had only 32 superhumans, or 28 now that four were dead. There might be more hidden ones, but even for the Empire, superhumans were rare.

So…

‘If they’re Aura Users, and especially if they’re Ghosts, just dealing with these guys will help a lot.’

Logan focused on the guys coming closer, but stayed still, holding his sword.

Training helped him act normal.

He used his power to check his special items.

His Wind Boots, Strength Gauntlets, and Protection Pauldrons glowed. He felt faster, stronger, tougher – magic flowing through him.

Even without the extra abilities, the stat boost was amazing for an Aura User. These treasures, which he thought were just average, were now incredibly effective.

He had named them later, but he now knew where these unique treasures came from.

‘Relics of the Sword God lineage.’

They only reacted to his power, and they came to him as if guided by fate.

The Sword God’s records said that these items – helmet, upper body armor, lower body armor, left pauldron, buckler, and sword – were a set of nine weapons.

The effect when they were all together was amazing…

‘…Impossible to find them all, maybe. But these three were enough. For now.’

At that moment, when he was distracted.

A black dagger suddenly appeared behind his neck.

Just then, a flash of gold erupted from Logan’s sword – a blinding, sun-bright arc that met the black dagger in mid-air.

Clang!

The shadow was thrown back with a loud crash.

His face was hidden by the mask, but the shaking aura and the blood on his black gloves showed that he was hurt.

‘Impressive!’

Logan smiled grimly and rushed towards the guy.

The sword aimed for his neck.

He could see the attacker’s eyes shaking behind the mask, but the guy ignored the sword and stabbed the dagger sideways.

At the same time, a gray aura soared.

Logan saw the very dangerous move. His eyebrows twitched. Right then, another dagger appeared behind him.

At the same time, Logan’s sword blocked the grey light. Golden light from his sword moved like a snake and wrapped around the attacker behind him.

Kwaaaang!

The attackers, thrown backward and forward, still didn’t shout or scream. But the knights finally noticed something strange and ran into the training ground.

“Your Majesty!”

“Assassins!”

Their faces were very pale.

The knights, who had let the assassins in, ran fast to help. But Logan shouted, “Get back!!”

With a loud roar, golden beams of light shot out, pushing back hard the two dark figures.

It was very strong.

Inside the shining golden light, the grey light flickered sometimes, as if fighting back.

Skkk.

Bang!

Kwaaaang!

The knights couldn’t even see the fast movements of the three fighters.

“This is…”

“Unbelievable…!”

The knights felt helpless with the powerful fight happening. They understood their job. They ran out and blew their whistles.

“Intruders!”

“Surround the training ground!”

As everything became chaotic, the Dark Sword knew the mission had failed.

‘How… how could this be…?’

It was because the target was stronger than they thought.

He thought they made Logan sound too strong, but Logan was even stronger than they said.

He was at least an Upper-level Aura User, maybe even…

‘Could he be Top-level!? At that age?’

He was like a monster from legends.

The Dark Sword made a decision right away.

He quickly signaled to the Spirit Sword, who was trying to dodge the attacks.

– Mission failed. Retreat. Block them, even if you have to sacrifice yourself.

The Spirit Sword looked worried when he got the signal, but he had no choice.

These special agents are ordered to sacrifice themselves if they fail the mission. A long time ago, the Emperor’s family and the Black Serpent group worked together. They made these agents. They saw them as tools, not people. These agents were made to be weapons to destroy enemies.

But the leaders who were very strong were not allowed to sacrifice themselves because they were too important to lose. Of course, it was rare for them to fail, but if they might fail, the order was to retreat and keep them alive because they were valuable.

But this was different.

They couldn’t stop Logan in a normal fight. Someone had to sacrifice themselves.

And he had to survive for other reasons.

‘I must tell the Empire how strong he really is. They are lying to everyone about him.’

The information about the Empire’s main target was wrong from the beginning.

He had to live to tell the truth.

“Taa!”

The Dark Sword’s grey light burst out like a flame as he shouted. It pushed back the golden snake that was trying to eat him.

Right then, he threw something from his chest onto the floor instead of using his sword.

Kwaaaang!

A thick black smoke spread with the explosion. From inside it, the owner of the golden light shouted as if he was angry.

“Poison!?”

That’s right.

The Dark Sword used a special Dark Smoke Bomb. It had very strong poison that could stop even the best knight’s heart in a second.

But it wasn’t very effective against Aura Users. But now, it was just to block sight and other senses.

In that moment, he escaped the golden power and disappeared into the air again.

“Nowhere to go!”

The golden light sensed this and covered the whole area as if to destroy it completely.

“…For…”

With a rough cry, like he couldn’t speak well, the Spirit Sword stood in his way.

The Dark Sword watched his body grow bigger and look dangerous as he took the golden light head-on. Then, the Dark Sword quickly left.

He ran fast towards the outside as much as he could while staying invisible.

Kwaaaang!

Rumble.

As soon as he left the training ground, there was a very loud roar and strong shaking that seemed to shake the whole palace.

At that level, would that monster be hurt a lot?

The Top-level Aura User monster could control space around him, but that young monster hadn’t shown that power during the fight.

‘Is he still learning? Or is he stronger than most Upper-level fighters? Maybe he died?’

He thought about this, but he couldn’t turn back.

He couldn’t risk his life right now.

‘Spirit Sword. I will not forget your sacrifice.’

He gritted his teeth and ran. He saw the entrance to the palace.

He was about to leave the entrance after walking through a corridor with long, strange knife marks.

Crack.

‘Ugh!’

The Dark Sword fell down. He couldn’t even scream because it felt like his soul was being torn apart.

Plop.

He became visible again and couldn’t stand up.

‘What… is this…?’

Not only that monster, but he hadn’t felt anyone following him.

In fact, no one was around him now.

‘What happened…?’

But he didn’t have time to figure it out.

“I-intruder!”

“Catch him!”

As his mind faded, he saw McLaine’s soldiers coming closer, but he couldn’t think anymore.