I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 105

#When I returned, the family was ruined (106)

The Turian was shocked.

One fortunate thing was that the embarrassed face was not revealed thanks to the thick robe worn.

“…What do you mean?”

The person sitting next to me smiled and asked back at the answer I naturally gave.

“Did you think we wouldn’t keep an eye on someone who brought in a fake ID?”

“….”

The Marquis swallowed his saliva.

Surprise and relief.

It was a feeling that passed through his heart for a moment. It was surprising that the duke’s security system was much better than expected.

And the relief is immediate.

It was a feeling that came from the fact that the duke had not noticed his presence and approached him.

Finding out that a superhuman had made up his mind to hide his presence meant that the mana control of the person who searched for it was high enough to be considered that of a superhuman.

‘…That’s nonsense.’

The duke is only nineteen at most. At just that age, he has greater mana control than a superhuman?

In the history of the Western Continent, there was no one with such skills and talent.

He might be the first Duke of Ardan, which is now only a legend.

The turian looked at Ethan.

‘…Even considering that, it’s surprising.’

Even if he didn’t find out about his presence and came to visit him.

There was something surprising.

The fact is that the duke approached with his eyes completely deceived.

‘He is someone whose self-control has reached its peak.’

There was definitely a reason why it was called the sleeping dragon of the West.

The two people made eye contact.

There was no point in hiding my identity any longer.

“You have a talent for surprising people.”

“Are you sure you’ll do it to the one who came unexpectedly?”

“The reason I came to visit the duke in person is….”

“The final round has begun.”

The Turian’s face slowly began to turn red.

Not only did he cut off his words outright, the duke turned his head and looked at the knights.

It was an attitude of not even listening to what he was saying.

He was truly an arrogant person.

Therefore, force could not be used here.

First of all, the area itself is the same place as the duke’s living room.

Crucially, the Turian vividly remembered the skills displayed by the Duke when holding the festival.

A feat that presented a spectacle as it flew in the sky with an enormous amount of white flame.

To ordinary people, it would be nothing more than an overly flashy stunt.

To the superhuman, it was like a kind of strong ‘warning’.

‘…He is not an easy person.’

If we use force, we can suppress it. However, I was not confident that I could subdue it in a short period of time. I would have to bump into the author all day long.

It would be absolutely crazy to make a big deal out of this situation.

Especially.

This was especially true when people were curious about the duke’s secrets.

Soon after, the two knights who came out to the great training hall began swinging their swords at each other.

Although it was called sparring, it was actually a sword fight that was like a real fight.

Anger only lasts for a moment.

The marquis also gradually began to fall in love with the knights’ sword dance.

My impressions of the battle between the Dragon Slayers, who had begun to play an active part in the finals, were simple.

‘…Amazing.’

The Marquis stuck his tongue out.

As this was the first match after the start of the finals, the knights participating in the match were at best those who had reached the level of 4 stars.

Like 4 stars.

To be honest, to the Marquis, they were people he could have wiped out with just one breath.

Nevertheless, I was so surprised.

‘…the foundation is in place.’

It was precisely because of this fact.

A sophisticated yet sharp attack.

Even the skill that shines within it.

At best, it was not the experience and skills that a 4-star knight would have.

Even the Marquess of Fractal, who is said to be a master of spirits, also had knightly skills.

What would happen if a knight from a marquis of the same level and a dragon slayer from a duke’s family got together?

‘…It’s a sure defeat.’

I could intuit it.

The Dragon Slayer was truly a pack of seasoned wolves.

On the other hand, the article by the late author.

‘…I saw it today and it was just a bunch of sheep.’

Even though it was a famous spirit family, it was not good news that the knight power was low.

Elementalists also needed guards, and knights were one of the forces that fit perfectly with that guard force.

‘…but.’

The knightly order that arose to replace the famous ‘Black Flame’ was the Dragonslayer Order.

As the family was once the most powerful swordsman in the West Continent, it was not strange for them to show that level of power.

Isn’t the owner of the knights a person with an incredible talent?

The confrontation continued.

As the game reached the second half, high-ranking knights clashed their swords.

I thought everyone was surprised at the first sparring.

It wasn’t.

As the Duke’s knights advanced, they used deeper techniques and displayed high-level games.

Among them, the match that received the most enthusiastic response was the match between Nerian, the leader of the Dragon Slayer Order, and Rayman, known as a knight of the same six stars.

Their battles could be evaluated as being on a different level from other knights.

“Waaah! Nerian! “Nerian!”

“Rayman! “Rayman!”

Youngji residents gathered in the stands began to shout at the top of their lungs.

A spectacular sight to see.

The atmosphere became very heated.

Not only commoners but even nobles were swept up in the atmosphere and started screaming.

The thoughts of the nobles, including the Marquis Turian, were the same.

‘The rumors about the dragon slayer group were definitely not false!’

The knights in charge of protecting the nobles were also busy analyzing the capabilities of the Dragon Slayer.

Starting from 4 stars to 5 and 6 stars.

Although they were tied to the same level, the knights instinctively realized this.

There is a significant difference in level between each other.

Should I join the Duke’s family as a knight in training?

How could it be that even knights of noble families began to worry about these things?

The Yongsaldan finals, which lasted for six hours, have come to an end.

Ethan stood up and said while looking at the Marquis.

“If you want to talk, come to my room tonight.”

“….”

He naturally walked to the front of the main training hall and conducted the awards ceremony.

The knight who received the Nephrion greatsword was none other than Knight Commander Nerian.

As soon as the great sword was handed to him, the knight commander smiled brightly and immediately raised the sword, and the people of the territory shouted loudly in response.

Awards were then given to the 5-star and 4-star knights.

“Is there a sword you want?”

“I want to use a big sword like your Excellency the Duke!”

“Me too!”

“The great sword is a difficult weapon to use.”

“I will take advantage of the one-day tutoring!”

“Me too!”

The knights had a passionate passion. With this kind of passion, you will be able to one day become familiar with even an unfamiliar weapon.

Ethan nodded and drew a design for the sword with paper and pen in hand.

After drawing the weapons that perfectly fit the bodies of the two knights, I immediately delivered them to Sylvia behind me.

“Please contact Porforens.”

“yes. Oh. Duke. “Selection of personnel for overseas competitions is almost complete.”

“How many people are left?”

“We reduced the number from 10,000 to 3,000.”

“I’ll check the rest myself.”

It was not possible to select trainee knights indefinitely. It was for that reason that out of the 10,000 people who passed, they went through the sieve process one more time.

“All right.”

This was the closing ceremony of the internal competition.

* * *

That night.

The Turian Marquis entered the castle.

Because he hid himself through the wind spirit, no one noticed him sneaking into the castle. The new model rose into the air and began to race at high speed.

Before long, we were able to reach the window in the duke’s office.

The moment I approached the window.

“Have I committed a sin?”

The duke’s voice was heard.

There was also a reason why he approached secretly like this because he did not want the 7th Street to know that he had visited this place.

There was also a reason to try to figure out what the level of the duke was.

The Marquis’ eyes lit up.

Just before.

When he was relieved that the duke did not notice his presence during the finals.

I had one doubt.

Is the operative’s intelligence group really that tight?

The duke family, which has only just begun to expand its scope, notices the identity card that was elaborately forged with the power of the seven kingdoms?

It was a very unlikely story. Once my head cooled down, I began to have doubts in a different direction.

Perhaps the Duke?

Maybe he noticed that he disappeared at the opening ceremony that took place a week ago.

If that were the case, it would have been entirely possible for him to have continued to investigate his whereabouts and even to have found himself.

It became clear at this moment.

‘I’ve noticed it since then.’

The duke’s mana control was greater than that of those who were called superhumans.

Otherwise, there’s no way he could have noticed my approach right now.

The Turian opened the window and entered the office.

He spoke to the duke who was sitting on a chair as if he had been waiting.

“He doesn’t even try to hide his talent.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to be confident than to move secretly like a rat?”

“The angled parts are the first to be chipped away by the hammer.”

The duke chuckled and answered.

“You seem to think that superhumans can do something. “Do you think someone like you can become a hammer?”

“….”

He’s a temporary duke at best, but he acts as if he’s a real duke.

He was truly arrogant and mad.

But why?

Every time I see the author.

Are you saying that the shadows of the previous duke that I witnessed fifteen years ago are overlapping?

I remembered the time when the Turian Marquis had a meeting with the 7th family.

Count Marek’s analysis, who praised the Archduke’s talent, was not wrong.

Except for one thing.

‘Mileton.’

The eldest son of Duke Gerond.

The Count said that Mileton’s odds of winning would be close to 70%.

The Turian Marquis, standing here now, was feeling it instinctively.

‘You said the exact opposite.’

Mileton, a knight who has reached the level of 8-star master.

The kingdom’s best reviewer who received the best arcane techniques mixed with the secrets of the dragon race and the seven families and drank all kinds of elixirs like water.

If he and the Archduke faced each other, Mileton’s odds of winning would not even be 30%.

Ethan.

It was a conclusion I could be sure of because I had met him face to face.

So it was.

A greed like madness slowly began to appear on the Turian’s face.

‘9 months.’

Only nine months have passed since the Archduke opened his eyes.

He built up that kind of power in less than a year just through pure talent?

Even if you had the talent given to you by heaven, it was absolutely impossible.

‘The possibility has increased.’

There was a high possibility that the duke’s family had some kind of means of passing on experiences and memories.

It was the moment when my long-tempered thoughts began to lean clearly in one direction.