I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 233

#When I returned, the family was ruined (234)

The metal dragons were embarrassed.

I knew that there was an unknown entity doing battle with the tyrant.

The mountain range shook so greatly that not knowing was even more strange.

But I wasn’t worried.

Because the tyrant was a great ruler and an absolute idol. A leader who never thinks of the word defeat and therefore no one can disobey his orders.

But what about now?

The person who appeared between the collapsing mountains was not their leader. An unknown, unknown being.

Could it be that he not only toppled a mountain range, but also buried a tyrant alive?

Embarrassment spread quickly like a germ. A ruler who is the head and backbone of a tribe. There was no metal dragon that could instantly accept the absence of such a great being.

Even Kracetus was embarrassed, let alone the common dragons of the soldiers and working class.

―Tyrant… the tyrant…!

―No way…

Unknown situations always bring about fear. Embarrassment quickly turned into fear.

Irk’s eyes sparkled.

It was still unknown whether the tyrant was dead. I didn’t actually encounter the dragon race, but if it was a monster even half as good as the rumors.

‘He probably didn’t die.’

I heard that it is a monster with a skin comparable to Ardenheit. There was no way such a ruler-level entity could have died in such a landslide. But one thing is certain.

‘…I’m definitely a person.’

The White Knight didn’t just face off against such a monster, he forced it into the basement. The point was that he began to feel a strong interest in Duke Ethan’s strength.

This was the same not only for Irk but also for the other eleven knights.

“What are you going to do with me?”

Although they were all experienced knights, they did not have command of this operation. Irk answered the knights’ questions.

“Wouldn’t it be funny to step down after setting the stage like this? “Please proceed with the operation.”

“yes!”

Anxiety and nervousness that they may have lost their ruler. For an instant, the metal dragons lost all will to fight, and this could be said to be the starting point of a counterattack for the 11 Knights.

The severed heads of the metal dragons soared toward the sky. Everyone gets along very well, regardless of whether they are soldiers or officers.

It was the same for Irk, who started winning easily. Unlike the fierce battle that had just taken place, Kracetus was being pushed back poorly without much resistance.

Unless the tyrant reappears, his attitude will not change.

‘You’re weaker than I thought.’

Or perhaps the meaning of a ruler-level entity is much higher than he expected. Could it be that he is of a similar rank to the king of a country?

In fact, if the king were assassinated, even a competent knight commander would be very disturbed. In any case, it was good news for Irk.

The core of this operation.

If the operation failed, the 12 Knights had decided to retreat without even looking back.

If you had to deal with not only an angry tyrant, but also his subordinates, the empire’s strength would drop by more than half.

Although they had a deep cooperative relationship with the religious order, there was no reason to risk their lives for their demands.

In the end, wasn’t the one who gained the most from this operation the cult leader who eliminated the ‘political enemy’?

Of course, the religious leader had promised some kind of compensation by inviting the empire, but it was not more valuable than the lives of the 12 knights.

However, if the duke hunted down a tyrant or at least achieved victory, they had no choice but to provide full help to the duke in order to meet the demands of the church.

Without an absolutely powerful tyrant, the metal dragons are nothing more than a ragtag group of beings. It wasn’t that difficult to completely wipe out the metal dragon and put a group of humans other than the duke behind this incident.

Since you can do something that is not that difficult and receive a valuable reward from the religious leader, there is no reason not to do it.

As a result, the duke proved his worth brilliantly.

That could be inferred just by looking at the collapsed palace and the way they came out one step ahead.

If we had not been at least equal or superior in the battle with the tyrant, we would have seen the exact opposite result by now.

‘There are no variables.’

Even if the tyrant showed up a little late, there was no major worry.

If you were crushed by a landslide of that size, you would definitely have suffered a lot of injuries, and it was a fact that could be inferred very easily that it was much easier to hunt a wounded beast than a live beast.

at that time.

Pow!

Pow!

The entire ground shook. The ground where the tyrant was lying was scattering in all directions as if magma had burst. All the metal dragons roared loudly. Irk didn’t know much about the metal dragon’s language, but he could intuit at least one fact. This was a cry filled with joy. It was as if I had reunited with a family I hadn’t seen in a long time.

All metal dragons were reacting strongly to the ruler’s movements. As if responding to the shout, the land where the palace was located exploded loudly.

Soon, a dragon with a physique so small that it was hard to believe that it exploded the ground like that appeared.

Irk had a hunch.

‘…that guy is a tyrant.’

Wasn’t it a huge monster nearly 5 meters tall? The tyrant’s appearance was completely different from what Irk had heard and imagined.

From a distance, he looked like some kind of person. Except that it has a tail and a hard shell surrounding its entire body.

Irk swallowed a drop of saliva without realizing it. It was because of the desire to win that naturally bloomed. How much stronger is that guy than the dragon he is currently dealing with?

As I concentrated my eyes, I began to see its appearance in great detail. The beautiful jewel-like outer shell was cracked in various places, and black blood was flowing down from between them. The monster’s appearance was close to being a mess.

However, Irk did not judge others based solely on appearances.

One of the powers of the Transcendent.

Eyes that examine the essence of an object.

Because he was also a transcendent, he was able to see part of the tyrant’s inner self. I realized that there was an unimaginable power sleeping inside of me.

It was amazing.

Battle with the Duke.

Even though that wasn’t enough, he was crushed under tremendous pressure.

The dragon’s might did not die at all. It’s just alive and breathing like an active volcano that could explode at any time.

‘…Do I have any chance of winning?’

It was a thought that passed through Irk’s mind. Naturally, a virtual battle came to mind. The experience accumulated over many years was whispering about the results of the confrontation.

Even his dual swords made of adamantium would be far from being able to withstand the power of the tyrant. The twin swords would probably be shattered within ten seconds.

‘After that, we will have to fight with our bare bodies…’

Physical ability was not something that even a transcendental person could match.

death.

In the future that Irk saw, only death was visible. His face hardened.

Only then did his gaze return to the duke, who had left the palace one step ahead.

White flames surrounding the entire body.

A knight with the appearance of a fire spirit.

‘He pushed such a monster that far alone…’

Now it seemed like he could gauge the power the duke had. It was not humans who could deal with monsters, but only monsters like them.

There was a person who was not even his age, but was much younger than him, and had the skills to fight such a monster!

At the age of 20, Ki Ki achieved the level of a transcendental master in just one year solely on his own talent, without any special support from his family.

I had a guess that he would be a great person. However, he thought that if he was the sword of the empire, he would have a chance of winning even if he faced the duke.

That was a terrible miscalculation.

The so-called ‘status’ also existed for transcendental people. To sum it up in just one line, the duke was a knight of a different order.

Irk realized that the world around him was nothing more than a very small cage.

The world that made him up was slowly falling apart. That was a very refreshing shock.

That moment.

I made eye contact with the Duke.

[Are they the reinforcements the cult leader mentioned?]

[Yes.]

Irk smiled.

Crown Prince of the Zeno Empire and Duke of one of the Seven Kingdoms.

If we think about common sense, it would have been normal for the tone of this question and answer to be the exact opposite. But Irk did not argue with that. Not only did the duke not know that he was the crown prince, but he also did not want to oppress a knight with respectable talent and skills based on his status. Even if he revealed his identity like that, I doubted whether the author would correct his speaking style.

If you pretend, you pretend.

The two immediately exchanged questions and roles.

‘I guess I can leave it to you to deal with the metal dragons.’

The reinforcements sent by the cult were so talented that the cult leader felt confident. There were at most twelve, but even at the minimum, each individual’s skills were at the top of the superhuman level.

Among the group of metal dragons, there were certainly individuals with that level of strength, but there were not more than twelve at least. For those who are strong beyond a certain level, the number of groups is not that important.

Even if it were a metal dragon worth more than a thousand, they would be able to handle it. Now all he had to do was take on the role of a tyrant. The tyrant’s eyes were burning with anger.

If you could chew someone up with your eyes, you would have done so a long time ago.

Ethan chuckled.

‘To be naive.’

A promise is also a promise. What reason would there be to make a true promise to a monster who thinks of raising humans as livestock?

A very brief moment of embarrassment.

That was all Ethan needed. In the end, the tyrant was caught in his trick. The body, which had cracks in various places, was unable to withstand the pressure caused by the huge landslide and broke apart.

A metal dragon with a neutralized outer shell is at best a slightly stronger dragon.

It was clear which way the victory of this battle was tilted. The tyrant saw Ethan’s smile and gritted his teeth.

He knew it too.

Who has the upper hand now?

But the situation was already a dilemma. If the subordinates were fine, they might have been able to escape with that bastard’s feet tied, but it was different now.

Because a group of humans were massacring their own people.

Escape was impossible.

The tyrant spoke no more. He just revealed his anger, which was overflowing like a tidal wave, through his body.

The finale was approaching.