Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 64

The sound of metal hitting metal echoed across the battlefield. Clash!

You miserable bastards!

Callian’s teeth gritted together in anger. This shouldn’t be happening! he thought. These are just intermediate knights!

Callian was a superior knight, a level he had just reached. This meant his power was much stronger than even a skilled intermediate knight. He should have been able to easily defeat three intermediate knights.

But instead, he was completely blocked, forced to watch his subordinates fall helplessly.

This is absurd!

Callian momentarily increased his power, pushing back the three knights with a fierce blow.

In that gap, a golden sword sliced through the air.

Leave him to me and help your comrades!

As the red-haired man spoke, his sword shone with a brilliant golden aura, pointing at Callian. The three knights who had been facing him retreated without a word.

The young man reminded Callian of someone powerful he had fought before.

The moment Callian saw the young man, his eyes blazed with fury.

Are you a son of McLaine!

Less than an hour after the battle began, the allied forces were clearly losing. Capturing this young man might buy their side some time to reorganize their lines.

Callian gritted his teeth and slashed his sword, engulfed in a force as red as fresh blood.

However…

Kuh!

Is that the best a superior knight can do? I was expecting more.

Clearly, the aura emanating from him was, at best, that of an intermediate knight. Yet, Callian was the one being pushed back.

This brat!

Daring to act so presumptuously with power gained through mere luck!

Callian’s pride shattered, and his sense of crisis heightened. He forgot his earlier resolve and began to unleash his killing intent.

Good. Just what I wanted.

Logan smiled as he watched Callian unleash his killing intent.

A fully-fledged enemy superior knight. The perfect opponent to break my wall.

Logan completed the second form of the Divine Sword Art, the Gold Severing Strike, hoping to reach the next level of power, like a wall was blocking him. He hoped fighting a superior knight would help him break through it.

But that wall, which seemed so easily surmountable, had stood firm for months. A time when he was tormented by the feeling that he could almost see beyond it.

A superior knight from another territory, not Heinckel or his father who had mastered the same Iron Blood Sword, was the perfect opponent to gain enlightenment.

The battlefield was also in a situation where the allies were gaining the upper hand, so he couldn’t help but be excited.

Come on!

The duel began with a head-on collision, devoid of finesse or technique.

Kuh!

Red and gold light collided, and the distance they were pushed back by the impact was similar.

But that similarity alone was enough to fluster Callian.

An intermediate knight with power similar to a superior knight?

No, that couldn’t be. The amplification rate of the force increased exponentially as one’s level rose. So, this must be because he had been careless.

I won’t hold back any longer, you brat!

Lies! You’re just getting lucky!

The swords clashed several times, grazing each other’s armor and skin. After a fierce collision, they were pushed back similarly once again, and only then did the fire of rage in Callian’s eyes sink heavily.

Logan was overjoyed at the change in his opponent.

Now you’re going to do it properly.

Damn it…

Callian decided to admit it, though he didn’t know why. The young man was not inferior to himself, a superior knight, in any aspect of strength or speed.

How can he be at that age…? A monster.

However, there was something that could never be caught up with, no matter how much strength and speed were improved.

Callian suppressed his inner anger and jealousy and calmly raised his sword. He realized that if he was swept away by emotions and rushed, he would be in danger.

From now on, it will be a little different.

With a low voice, his red sword was swung, and at the same time, ‘two swords’ aimed at Logan’s upper and lower body simultaneously. The vivid red swords were so realistic that even Logan’s senses could not judge them in an instant.

However.

Below!

The hand wielding the sword was definitely aiming for his lower body, and the upper sword was just a red sword floating in the air. Just as Logan was about to move to block the lower body’s sword strike.

No, it’s too easy of a trick!

Suddenly, Logan quickly moved his sword and slashed upwards and downwards.

Because his response was a little late, Logan’s neck was slightly cut by the red sword at the top, which clearly had substance.

Hmm. Lucky you.

……A strange trick.

Both swords are real.

Callian responded to Logan’s genuinely surprised expression with a murderous smile.

Enjoy that strange trick until the moment you die.

This time, there were as many as three red swords. A sword slicing diagonally across his left shoulder and a sword horizontally cutting his legs. On top of that, a stab. Logan had no choice but to retreat helplessly from the all-around attack that left no room for counterattack.

……But, I also know a similar trick.

The moment the golden sword shone, a strange aura spread, and the three sword strikes that seemed to be about to tear Logan’s entire body apart became strangely slow. The red swords were slightly off course.

Logan saw an opening and tried to swing his sword, but…

Ugh! Don’t be ridiculous!

With Callian’s shout, the red sword shone even brighter and increased to five.

Ugh!

Two new swords that were not bound by the momentum of the Gravity Sword.

Logan had no choice but to retreat hastily. The step that retreated once soon became faster and faster.

Callian, who had unilaterally pushed the battle, rushed in endlessly and swung his sword. The five red swords, which were swirling madly, made him feel as if he was being ganged up on by five people, but Logan calmly counterattacked.

He bound the swords with the Gravity Sword, aimed for openings, and did not forget to counterattack occasionally while being pushed back. But even so, he couldn’t help but have one or two wounds on his body.

Eventually, Callian, who had gained the upper hand, forgot his original purpose and let out a murderous shout.

Die!

Suddenly, Logan ran into the fight. His eyes were bright as he jumped away from the red sword. It tried to cut him.

The swords crashed together loudly!

Kellian was pushing Logan back.

Logan realized he didn’t need to stop all five swords. He just needed to block one or two important ones to find an opening.

Logan wasn’t just fighting to win. He wanted to become stronger by fighting this enemy.

Logan’s taunt worked.

loyalty or support for Soto.

Everyone was shocked by what they saw. Logan shouted loudly, ‘I have captured the enemy commander!’ His voice shook the air.

Blood ran down Logan’s arm, but he grinned. He felt alive in the fight.

The air filled with the clang of metal and the smell of sweat and dust. Kellian’s red sword flashed like fire.

The main hall was cold and stone. Dust from the battle lay on the floor. Soto and his family knelt in the middle, looking small and defeated.

Is that all you can do? I’m bored already.

I’m going to cut you to pieces.

You’ll beg for mercy when I’m done with you.

I think your neck will be the one to fall before that.

Thank you. For playing along.

Logan’s eyes gleamed like polished gold in the firelight.

The red sword hissed through the air, a blur of crimson steel.

Golden light burst from Logan’s sword, warm and bright like the sun. It hummed with power.

Kellian turned into blood-red sand, which swirled and vanished as if it was never real.

Suddenly, Logan ran into the fight. His eyes were gleaming as he dodged the slashes of the red sword that tried to cut him.

“Clang!”

Again, the swords crashed together loudly.

But this time, Kellian, who had been pushing Logan back, was forced back even further.

Having pushed him back, Logan grinned, despite the small cuts on his thighs and forearms from which blood flowed.

“Found it.”

Logan realized he didn’t need to block all five swords with the Oppression Sword. He just needed to block one or two important ones to create an opening in the enemy’s defense, even if it meant getting hurt.

“The power of each one is too weak. Is that all you can do? I’m bored already.”

Logan wasn’t just fighting to win; he wanted to become stronger by fighting this enemy.

So, without even using his secret moves, Logan hoped the enemy would put up more of a fight.

And Logan’s taunt worked.

“I’m going to cut you to pieces.”

“I think your neck will be the one to fall before that.”

Logan grinned and charged at Kellian, whose eyes had turned red with anger.

Clang! Bang! Wham!

The pattern repeated: Logan would get a dozen small cuts, while Kellian would suffer one rather large wound.

And then, suddenly…

Logan’s strike, which even Kellian’s secret technique, Scattering Swords, couldn’t fully block, tore through Kellian’s side.

“Cough, ker-cough.”

Kellian staggered, staring at Logan in disbelief.

He had clearly seen that last strike, yet he couldn’t block it.

He had tried to block it by crossing the five swords, but in an instant, the enemy’s speed and power had far surpassed them.

That could only mean one thing.

“No, surely….”

“Thank you. For playing along.”

Logan grinned, feeling the ‘three’ cores beating in his heart.

The two cores around the original core made his power eight times stronger, filling his entire body with energy.

His body, which had felt a little dizzy from the blood loss from dozens of cuts, felt alive again.

Now, it was his turn to give this helpful fellow, who had helped him grow, a final gift.

As spectacularly as possible.

To make his friends feel braver and make the enemy lose hope.

Following that thought, the core moved, and a massive golden light burst from his sword.

“This is the end.”

Divine Sword Secret Art, First Form: Wave Cleaver.

Eight layers of golden waves swept through the 7-8 meter space in front of him.

Kellian’s armor was crushed, and he turned into blood-red sand.

Everyone was shocked by what they saw.

“I have captured the enemy commander!” Logan shouted loudly, and his voice shook the air.

Just then.

I have captured Soto Silvan! Those who kneel and drop their weapons will be spared! Surrender, all of you!

His father’s roar, even louder than his, echoed across the entire battlefield, louder than the walls of the castle.

The shock of that announcement instantly took away the attention that had been on Logan.

“When did he get all the way over there….”

Covered in blood, Logan grinned sheepishly.

The battle, which had started only half a day after the declaration of war, ended in just a few hours.

Moreover, the result was so one-sided, it was a huge victory for McLaine.

Silvan Barony Knight Kellian and 42 others died. 1,223 soldiers died.

McLaine Knight Pames and 5 others died. No soldiers died.

If you heard that as a rumor, you wouldn’t believe it.

A big reason for this was that Soto Silvan, while running away, lost his escort knights and was quickly captured by Padric.

The moment Baron Silvan was captured and a sword was pointed at his neck, even the few knights who had been trying to fight gave up.

That was why the McLaine knights in the main hall of Silvan Castle were all smiling.

We have won. And by a lot.

They were proud of how their territory had grown, and now it was real.

There were some people hurt, but everyone was happy and smiling.

On the other hand, Soto Silvan and his family, along with the knights of the Silvan Barony, who had been disarmed and made to kneel in the main hall in their regular clothes, were very sad.

But the winners didn’t care about that.

“Soto Silvan, I will give you a chance.”

Padric’s voice, sitting in the seat of honor instead of the real owner, echoed through the main hall. Soto Silvan, who looked like he had aged ten years in half a day, looked up with a tired look.

“Admit the sins you have done, take only a few of your things, and leave this territory with your family.”

To have everything he had enjoyed fall apart, to be made to kneel in shame, and now to be told to apologize.

It was not something anyone could easily accept.

“Th-this outrageous declaration of war and unauthorized occupation will not be recognized by the royal family!”

However, Soto’s struggles only made the people watching laugh.

As had already been shown in the territory war with Tesron, the royal family wouldn’t care much about this rural area.

Unless there was treason or something big like that, they wouldn’t even pay attention.

But he couldn’t say that officially, so Padric chuckled and looked down at the loser.

“You insulted and threatened McLaine, who had a good reason to act. I have only done what was needed to protect our land. The royal family will not find fault with that.”

“Even if the royal family does, Count Bipros, the Lord of the Southwest, will not allow it! Especially not McLaine!”

At those words, even Padric was surprised.

If the biggest reason for the fall of the McLaine County in the past was the bad rule of the McLaine Count at the time, then it was Bipros, who was a vassal of McLaine at the time, who took advantage of it and gained the most.

The current Bipros Plains were the old McLaine Plains, and that fertile land naturally made Bipros the Lord of the Southwest region.

Of course, because the royal family helped in the past and McLaine was a barren land with nothing to gain, Bipros did not make McLaine pay tribute.

But for McLaine, just hearing that name was enough to make them feel bad.

“So, you’re refusing the chance I’m giving you and choosing death?”

Padric’s voice was full of anger.

“I, I….”

Soto realized too late that the words he had said in anger had put him in danger, and his face turned pale.

“I’ll….”

Before he could say anything, his head flew into the air with blood spraying.

“Aack!”

“Father!”

“Husband!”

Soto’s family, three wives and five daughters, who had been kneeling, screamed together.

“Respecting the Baron’s choice to die with honor instead of surrendering, I ended his life with as little pain as possible.”

Logan, having shaken the blood from his sword, bowed to his father with a calm expression.

Yes, well done.

Padric’s expression was calm, as it was something they had already talked about.

He had captured Soto to make sure they won without anyone getting hurt, and he had killed him to end the loyalty of the remaining knights.

Even if there were knights who were truly loyal to Soto, who was known as a tyrant, he wanted to give them a chance to change.

It would have been a little annoying if he had begged from the start. This worked out well.

No matter what he did, his end was decided.

The only reason he had given him a chance to choose, even if it didn’t seem like it, was because of the rumors that this event would create as it spread.

In other words, it was to avoid giving other nobles a reason to start a fight.

Especially.

Bipros…….

He was an enemy that the McLaine family couldn’t face yet.

Now was the time to wait for a while, for the sake of future progress.