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#When I returned, my family was ruined (104)

After making the new sword.

Porforens, who had been sleeping all day, came to visit Ethan.

Since the duke was satisfied with the sword’s performance, the dwarf’s steps became much lighter.

“Duke. Is there anything else you would like me to do?”

“There’s nothing special right now.”

“Hehe… Then, I guess I’ll go back now. The vacation period I got from the kingdom is slowly coming to an end…”

“It was hard.”

“oh my! No! “If there is anything you need my help with, you can let me know at any time, regardless of time or place!”

“Let’s keep that in mind.”

“Oh!”

Immediately after hitting his forehead, Porforens spoke.

“I have one thing to report to you.”

“Something?”

“It’s a story about the Kingdom of Ameria. “The kingdom’s response to the dragon people… is much more lukewarm than expected.”

“It’s lukewarm?”

“yes. “I thought they would at least send a request to the Kingdom of Ameria to forcibly repatriate the dwarves related to the Balaur clan… but it looks like they are only trying to send a warning at best.”

“…Warning letter?”

Even considering that Williams was a dwarf protected by the kingdom’s 7 families, the level of punishment was too mild.

Punishment with a soft bat.

So much so that these are the only words that come to mind.

“Didn’t you say that the Dwarf Kingdom hates the dragon race?”

“yes. Even now, most dwarves maintain that attitude. Of course, I thought the kingdom would be like that too… but I told Marquis Bloten about it.”

Porforens, who was looking at Ethan, continued speaking.

“The Marquis said he would look into it when he goes to buy metal… Perhaps you could tell the Duke about the results of your findings…”

“I understand.”

“Then I will try to leave within the evening.”

Porforens came out of the office.

‘Hmm.’

Elves still hate the dragon people.

Have the dwarves changed something?

But I don’t think so.

‘It hasn’t even been twenty years since the dragon clan retreated.’

It was difficult to change the tone of the kingdom in such a short period of time.

Muradni, the king of the dwarves, was one of the blacksmiths he had a connection with in his previous life. As much as I might visit there someday.

‘I guess I’ll have to consider it.’

I wonder if the Dragon race has infiltrated the Dwarf Kingdom as well.

I felt like I needed to think about it.

* * *

Ethan, wearing the newly created divine sword, moved toward the training hall.

A dark-colored sword body and a pure white handle.

The eyes of the knights flocked to the sword as they saw the new sword mixed with diametrically opposed colors. One of the representative symbols of the new sword was the handle made of tree branches.

‘You really accomplished the restoration.’

Divine sword Dranion.

It was a sword that was said to have been created by the first Duke with the help of numerous legendary beings.

The kingdom’s greatest swordsmanship that has not collapsed for over hundreds of years.

Another name for the divine sword, one of the symbols symbolizing the dukedom, was the ‘Indomitable Sword.’

‘I can’t believe such a divine sword is back in the hands of the head of the family.’

Because that’s what it was.

The meaning of restoring the new sword was not simply that a good sword was created.

Hope and confidence that the dukedom will rise once again.

The knights were even starting to see the family’s vision through their divine swords.

Ethan called the knight commander.

Nerian immediately ran over and lowered his head.

“Matriarch. “Did you call me?”

“Assemble all the knights.”

“yes.”

Soon, the knights flocked toward the Great Hall. Ethan said after gathering the knights together.

“With the creation of a new sword, a sword without an owner was created.”

A sword without an owner.

I had no idea what that meant.

‘Black great sword!’

It was a greatsword that the duke had been carrying since the beginning of his uprising, and it was a weapon that had been used in numerous applications up until now.

It is also a weapon made of an unknown metal.

“I’m not in a hurry for money, so it would be funny to sell the weapons I’ve been using. “For a knight, isn’t the sword his ally?”

“you’re right!”

“So I decided. “I decided to bestow this sword on one of the Dragon Slayer members.”

The knights’ eyes sparkled at those words.

This great sword was a luxury item that was sleek and stylish, but did not lose its unique sharpness.

Is that it?

‘…This is the sword that the lord himself used!’

Just two months ago.

Isn’t this the sword that the duke, who gathered the dragon slayers together, used in his battle with the thirty knights?

Ethan, the head of the family, has achieved achievements that can be considered legendary.

It was a weapon similar to that of a colleague that he had used ‘himself’.

As a knight, I could not help but be coveted.

‘…If only I could have that.’

‘To become the duke’s spiritual descendant….’

‘I want it. ‘That sword!’

Nerian.

Starting with the knight commander, all the high-ranking knights, including Captain Raymon, who had previously belonged to the 1st Division, all had their eyes shining.

Now there was only one key issue.

By what criteria will that sword be awarded to whom?

“Let’s hold a competition.”

A new dragon slayer group born in the dukedom.

Although it has been gaining fame in recent years, it is not enough to cover up all the names of Black Salt Lake that existed in the past.

There was a need to spread the word that the Duchy’s elite knights were the Dragon Slayers. Competitions were one of the best ways to get your name known.

“If it is a competition…”

“An official notice will be posted throughout the duchy. An internal competition where knights belonging to the Dragon Slayer compete against each other. And even an overseas competition to select talented people and recruit them as trainee knights.”

The knights flinched at those words.

If the sword was to be awarded to the winner of the competition, the first candidates to be selected had to be knights of 6 stars or higher.

Ethan, who grinned at that sight, added.

“But you could say it’s not affectionate to give just one gift. So… in the internal competition, we will select one of the 4-star, 5-star, and 6-star knights and award a prize.”

A doubt appeared in the knights’ eyes.

There is only one sword, but if three people are selected….

“I will personally present this great sword to the 6-star knight. So, you might be wondering what to give the other two. The gift will be… a sword handcrafted by the royal blacksmith.”

“…!”

The knights were surprised to see that they were presented with a sword made by a ‘royal blacksmith’.

“After you receive the crafted sword, I will give you time to receive training directly from me. How about one day per person?”

“…!”

When told that he could receive one day of one-on-one tutoring from the Duke, he let out a silent expression of astonishment.

How were the matriarch’s swordsmanship skills?

It was the Duke who had unrivaled swordsmanship, enough to make the famous Count Marek vomit blood on his neck.

gulp.

The knights swallowed their saliva.

While swinging a sword in the grand military arena, the Duke would sometimes come by and give some advice to the knights.

Advice so elaborate and clear that it cannot even be said unless one has completely penetrated the true meaning and core of swordsmanship.

It was a precious teaching that could not be exchanged for a thousand dollars.

It was widely said that the moment you completely absorbed the duke’s advice, your skills completely changed.

Giyeon walking!

The Duke was such a person.

‘If there’s one problem…’

It was that it was not easy for knights to obtain such skills.

The head of the household was leading a very busy daily life, and there were times when she would show up at the grand dance hall once a month.

Even Nerian, the knight commander, found it difficult to visit Ethan unless he had special business to do.

‘…Paulson, who listened to one piece of advice, immediately rose to his level…’

‘…That lasts for a whole day?’

‘This… is truly a golden opportunity!’

It was an attractive reward that made even Rayman and Nerian, one of the most advanced knights here, sparkle.

Moreover, it was also an opportunity to show their skills to the residents of the duchy. ‘

It was a golden opportunity to prove

that we are the Duke’s elite knights…’

The atmosphere suddenly began to heat up.

The impatient knights raised their hands.

“Matriarch! When does the competition start?”

“In two weeks.”

2 weeks.

It was a short time.

The knights strengthened their fighting spirit.

Just like that, the sweat of the knights began to flow down into the great banquet hall.

Before long, official notices were posted throughout the duchy.

* * *

The residents of the duchy began to examine the official documents one by one. There were some who couldn’t read, but that didn’t really matter.

This is because soldiers who knew how to read were waiting one by one in front of the official gate.

“Hanson. “What does this mean?”

The soldier politely answered the old man’s question.

“Oh, old man. This means that in two weeks, a sword fighting competition will be held at the duke’s grand banquet hall. It is divided into an internal competition and an external competition… The internal competition is a match between knights…”

The soldier continued speaking after taking a sip of water.

“There is a competition called an extraterrestrial competition… This is going to be an incredible opportunity!”

“Yes? why?”

“Anyone can participate regardless of status or age, but if you are judged to have talent after going through basic screening… don’t be surprised! Let’s say you can be elected as a trainee knight for that dragon slayer!”

“What…what!”

The old man was scared.

What kind of knightly order was the Dragon Slayer!

It was an order of knights known to have been fostered by the famous Duke Ethan himself.

Rumors were spreading throughout the duchy that you could learn amazingly sophisticated and excellent swordsmanship and breathing techniques just by going there.

It’s great news that trainee knights are being selected there, but what’s even more surprising is that.

“…You really don’t care about status or age at all?”

This was exactly the truth.

What kind of thing is a knight?

Usually, when a prestigious family selected trainee knights, they received support from those with a title of at least semi-noble or higher.

After receiving support in that way, it was common for many applicants to be eliminated by strictly judging age and ability.

however.

The kingdom’s greatest swordsman says he will select people based solely on talent without any consideration?

I couldn’t help but be scared.

The first thing the old man thought of was his grandchild.

A chance to become a semi-nobleman rather than a commoner. I couldn’t miss this golden opportunity.

“I…I’ll go!”

The old man took a hurried step.

2 weeks.

At this time, it was too late just to reach the duchy.

It was a time when we could barely reach it by renting an expensive horse.

It was then.

“ah! Old man! “You don’t have to move in a hurry!”

“…huh? “What do you mean?”

“There are benefits to villages like ours in Londinium and remote areas.”

“…Benefits?”

“The driver will come a day later, and he will gather people who want to participate in the off-campus competition and check their talents. “After confirming your talent, if you are accepted… they say they will support you with a carriage!”

“Hehe… You even care about villagers like us… The duke’s heart is literally as wide as the sea.”

“Hehe. “Do you know now?”

“No. “I knew it from the beginning. Hehe.”

As the number of official notices posted on posters increased, the entire duchy began to shake.

‘…It’s a swordsmanship competition.’

Turian Marquis.

He, who had just arrived at the outskirts of the duchy, was also listening to this news in real time.

‘What a coincidence.’

As soon as he arrived, rumors began to circulate that a swordsmanship competition would be held.

It was to the point of suspicion that the duke knew of his visit and held a competition.

‘That can’t be possible.’

The Marquis chuckled and looked towards the northwest.

Where the duchy’s large city, Londinium, is located.

‘At this point, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to check the power of the guys called the Dragon Slayer.’

His new brother disappeared like the wind.

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I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed to My Ruined Family

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Status: Completed Released: 2022
I was born as the oldest of a renowned swordsman family, and became stronger faster than anyone. Yet, I could not stop the dragons, a great disaster that had appeared on the continent. I closed my eyes in my final moments, thinking everything was over. I really thought it was over… But when I opened my eyes, I was back in the past. A past that was very different from the world I knew. “What? Is this really my body? Why don’t I have any mana?” “Where did the castle go? Why’s there only a wooden house left?” “…What? The dragons and humans made a non-aggression pact?” A family that had fallen and was on the brink of ruin. A family whose writing of divination had vanished. And a body in which no mana could be found! “…I’ll have to keep myself busy from now on.” The great hero of a renowned swordsman family. He is back in the past, in a ‘parallel world’.

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