Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 97

“They ran away scared! Let’s beat them again!”

“Yes!”

The knight shouted with energy, and the soldiers on the wall moved quickly to get ready.

Winning earlier made the soldiers feel braver. They remembered their victory and tried to forget their fear of dying.

The moonlight and stars were quite bright. This helped them see the enemy soldiers coming out of the darkness beyond the torches.

The Vifrost Knights were still leading the attack.

But this time, unlike before, they had shields. These shields were made of iron or wood and looked like they had gotten them from somewhere else.

Also, not all of them were attacking the west wall this time.

Some of the Vifrost soldiers were moving to attack from the north, south, and even the east walls.

This time, the enemy was ready.

Logan could see it would not be as easy to defeat them as it was earlier.

‘We will have to spread our soldiers out more to defend all sides,’ Logan thought.

This meant they wouldn’t be able to shoot as many crossbows at once at any one point.

He sighed quietly. It was going to be a long night.

Thud thud thud.

“Charge!”

The enemy charged closer, their horses’ hooves pounding and their shouts echoing.

Soldiers waited, their hands sweating, for the order. When it came, they fired their crossbows. *Twang! Thwack!*

“Aaargh!”

“Kuhuk!”

Screams cut through the night.

But the faces of the soldiers, the knight in charge, and even Logan, became serious and grim.

The crossbows should be just as strong, or even stronger, at night.

They were shooting at the whole enemy army, not just single people, so they had a big target. And the enemy had to face arrows coming from the dark.

But very few enemies were falling down at first.

Even though the enemy had shields, it was very different from the afternoon when they had hurt or killed more than 50 of them.

Even…

*Clang!*

“We blocked it!” shouted a soldier.

Even some of the soldiers on horses behind the knights were blocking the crossbow bolts with their shields! It was amazing to see.

It was even more surprising because most of the shields looked like simple, roughly made wooden shields.

‘How can this be?’

Even though their crossbow fire was weaker because they had spread out their soldiers, too many enemies were getting close to the walls without being hurt much.

And only when they came close did Logan sense something foreign.

“Magic!”

“What?!”

“It’s magic! They’re using magic!”

Logan saw Roger Vifrost and about twenty magicians behind the enemy soldiers.

He could feel a strange, unseen energy coming from them, surrounding the whole enemy army.

‘It must be wind magic,’ Logan thought.

He wasn’t sure exactly what it was doing, but he could see it was working.

But even knowing it was magic, he didn’t know how to stop it right away.

Also, their crossbows were still hurting some enemies, so they couldn’t stop fighting.

“Damn it! Keep firing! Target the soldiers mainly!”

“Target the soldiers!”

At Logan’s command, the knights repeated the order, and the soldiers changed their targets.

This was a totally different plan than before.

It was no use shooting at the knights anymore because the magic made the crossbows less effective against them.

They had to try to stop the soldiers coming behind the knights instead.

Logan then shouted to the knights.

“Knights, get ready to defend! Hit them hard before they get over the wall!”

“Yes!”

Logan’s shout and the knights’ replies were tight with tension.

Even though many Vifrost knights had died in the earlier fight, they still had 50% more soldiers than the McLaine knights.

Also, the stronger Vifrost knights, the ones who were harder to defeat, had mostly survived the first battle.

Everyone knew this, so they were all very nervous.

They knew this fight would be much harder and more dangerous than the one earlier.

Clang!

“Aaargh!”

The roar that shook the ramparts and screams erupted here and there.

The mud and oil they had put on the walls when they made the ditch were working better than they thought.

The weaker enemy knights had to struggle to climb the walls, slipping in the mud and oil. Then, boiling oil and heavy rocks rained down on them.

The McLaine knights fought back hard, hitting the heads of any enemy who managed to climb over the wall, while dodging the oil and rocks falling from above.

Even though their best weapon, the fast-shooting crossbow, was not working as well because of the magic, and even though they had far fewer soldiers, the McLaine soldiers were still holding the wall.

But then, the strongest Vifrost knights changed everything again.

“Damn it! All of Vifrost’s twin swords are here!”

A scream-like shout rang out from the eastern ramparts, opposite Logan.

This shout came from the east wall, the opposite side from Logan. Logan knew his father was on the north wall, and they had put many good knights on the east wall instead of Heinckel, who was on the south.

‘Those damn bastards!’

The guys he had been searching for with glaring eyes had appeared on the opposite side of him.

“Hold on!”

Logan left those words behind and disappeared from the western ramparts as if by magic.

He moved incredibly fast, using his special Ghost Shadow technique and pushing his Wind God Boots to their fastest speed.

‘Damn it!’ Eileen thought.

That one word summed up how she felt when she was told to defend the wall on the other side, away from where the enemy was attacking.

At first, she had been angry because she thought they were ignoring her again, just because she was a woman. But now, she was swearing for a different reason.

“Damn it!!”

*Shriek! Crash!*

A red sword, barely touching her armor, ripped through the metal on her chest and cut deeply into her side.

“Heh heh. Not bad for a girl.”

Was it her fault that she was the first to see the incredibly strong knight in red armor? He had suddenly appeared like lightning among the enemy soldiers attacking the east wall.

Or was it a mistake that she forgot his name the moment she saw him and just yelled, “Monkey!”?

There were other good knights on the wall, but this “monkey” was only attacking Eileen.

No, actually, he was just playing with her.

‘Damn bastard!’ she thought.

Even though he was clearly a strong and skilled knight, he was acting like this in the middle of a real battle!

At least, she tried to tell herself, this strong knight was keeping himself busy with her and not attacking anyone else.

‘But can I even believe that? This is crazy!’ she thought.

*Whack!*

Aileen coughed, pain shooting through her body.

“Why so surprised? Angry that you’re losing to… this?” Aslan gestured to himself. “You better get used to it. From now on, you belong to me. And I will have my fun.”

So, this was it. You monster.

Aileen wanted to shout back, to fight back with words. But the pain in her stomach was too strong. She could barely speak.

The worst thing was, this cruel man, with his ugly face close to hers, didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to capture her.

Aileen didn’t want to think about what he would do to her if he captured her. It was too horrible to imagine.

‘I’d rather die.’

Aileen gritted her teeth, trying to force her trembling body to rise.

But her body wouldn’t listen. *Thud.* She fell again.

“Ugh!”

“Get ready. I’m going to make you suffer.”

Aslan’s hand, huge and rough, grabbed Aileen’s neck. His eyes showed he wanted to kill her, even though he spoke of ‘love’.

“Ptooey!”

Aslan was silent for a moment, surprised. Then Aileen whispered, ‘You’re insane…’

Aslan chuckled, a nasty sound. ‘This crazy woman…’

Aslan wiped spit from his face. He was very angry and wanted to kill her now, but he stopped himself.

‘Slowly. I’ll show you hell slowly.’

Looking at the woman in armor, Aslan remembered all the women from years ago. They had laughed at him and made fun of him because of how he looked.

Now that he was famous, people called him strong and fast. It was time to do what he used to do before, something he had stopped for a while.

Aslan was imagining hurting Aileen, making her suffer. Just then—

“Hey, Monkey! Your turn!”

Suddenly, a flash of gold light rushed towards them. A loud shout came with it, making Aslan’s blood run cold.

*Wham!* The hit was like an explosion.

Even though Aslan had attacked first, his hand hurt badly.

Aslan thought, ‘That monster!’

Logan’s brown eyes were calm, looking over his red sword. Aslan remembered Logan being impatient earlier, but now he seemed completely focused.

Aslan noticed Logan’s shoulder. The wound from earlier was gone, healed completely. It was strange.

Logan’s sword, the one that had stopped Aslan’s attack, was steady, not shaking at all.

One good thing was that Logan had saved Aileen. *“He’s here too!”* someone shouted. *Wham!* Another explosion. Aslan saw his father fighting Plantz, who was killing soldiers nearby. At least his father was stopping Plantz.

Worrying wouldn’t help. He needed to think about how to beat Logan, and fast.

Beat Logan, who was stronger than him, and do it fast? Aslan almost laughed. He had to take a risk.

Fast. Faster than Aslan could expect. *Now!* Logan charged at Aslan.

Aslan, who had been watching Logan calmly, reacted fast. He aimed his red sword at Logan’s heart as Logan rushed forward.

Because of his hurt shoulder, Aslan was just a bit slower than usual.

It looked as if Logan was leaping onto the sword.

But Logan’s sword was also aimed at Aslan’s heart! Logan wasn’t even trying to dodge. It looked like he was ready to die.

In a very brief moment, clear brown eyes and blazing red eyes met, and—Aslan quickly moved his body a little to the side.

Logan’s sword hit Aslan’s armor with a *clang!* ‘You crazy!’ Aslan yelled. Logan’s sword ripped through the side of Aslan’s armor. Aslan felt cold fear.

“Are you trying to kill us both?” Aslan shouted. He was losing his calm because Logan was acting so crazy.

But Logan didn’t answer. He just swung his sword again. Aslan tried to attack the opening Logan left, stabbing back, but Logan ignored him. He kept his sword ready.

*Tear!* Logan’s sword ripped through Aslan’s armor again, showing his skin underneath. Aslan’s eyes showed fear.

“Ugh! This, this crazy…” Aslan couldn’t believe it. He never thought a young noble would attack without defending himself, risking his life.

Even tough fighters who had seen many battles would not fight like this unless they were mad.

Attacking without caring about your own life was not easy. Especially for someone who grew up rich and noble.

‘He’s bluffing! He’s just trying to trick me!’ Aslan thought, gritting his teeth. He stared into Logan’s intense red eyes.

Aslan was not born noble. People made fun of his looks. He had become strong only because he was stubborn.

Aslan could not accept losing to Logan, a young noble. He also hated that a knight had made him fight like this.

Aslan, gritting his teeth, glared into Logan’s eyes. At that moment, as the red sword and the golden sword crossed—

Thwack.

Wham!

“He… he’s really crazy…” Aslan coughed. He fell to his knees, coughing blood. He pulled out the sword from his side.

“Heh heh… But I won.” Aslan stood up, swaying. He was sure he had won.

When their swords clashed, Aslan had kicked out without thinking. He was sure the kick had stopped Logan, made him unable to move.

They had both fallen back, but Aslan had only been hurt in the side. Logan was stabbed in the stomach.

He had won this fight. He forgot that he had hesitated for a moment, and that Logan’s sword had almost hit his heart.

He also forgot that Logan’s sword had been aimed right at his heart. Only his armor had saved him.

“Now, die… wait, what?!”

Suddenly, a bright white light flashed from Logan’s arm.

Aslan didn’t know what it was. ‘No!’ he thought. Ignoring the pain, he rushed to kill Logan now.

It was hard to use Logan’s sword still stuck in his side, but Aslan thought it would be enough to kill Logan. He was sure of it.