Regressor of the Fallen Family

Chapter 125

Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 125

Boooo!

Thud.

As the horns sound echoed over the walls of Bifrost, the heavy iron gate constructed of heft timber descended across the moat, the knights were the first to pass through on their steeds. All 150 knights were clad in plate armor engraved with flame motifs across their chests. Armor expertly crafted from well-refined steel shone radiantly, boasting of their presence as they reflected the suns light.

From amongst them, one stood out at the forefront, garbed in armor that was slightly more distinctive than the othersKnight Eileen, now dressed in custom-fit armor that matched her body, quite unlike the armor she wore when she first joined the knights. The armor suited her small stature and body shape perfectly, shimmering in a subtle shade of silver.

Dont say things like Im just asking to die because Im visible, okay? Ive heard enough of that already.

Eileen retorted sharply, perhaps feeling Logans gaze on her.

Its just a way of showing concern for a fellow comrade. After all, there is no knight within our territory who does not acknowledge Lady Eileen Knight now. He quipped, withholding the second part of his thought that her nickname was a bit odd. Perhaps due to the unsaid words, Eileens expression brightened a little.

Well youre probably right.

She seemed mildly offended at first, but her expression quickly lightened, drawing a smile from Logan.

Shes just nineteen after all.

It was Logan who had given her the chance, but it was Eileens efforts that enabled her to adapt and fit in beyond expectation. She was worthy of praise.

Above all, it suits you well. And judging by the color, thats no ordinary steel either.

Ah, you think so? Hmm. Well, it was Hammer-nim who crafted it, mixing in mithril, so its defensive capability should be certain.

Mithril?

Dont look at it that way. Though I did use my fathers name to procure it, I paid with my own money. The reward money.

Ah. Haha, whos to say otherwise? Its impressive. Certainly stands out enough to be worth the risk. Plus, it should make movement a lot easier.

With mithril alloy in her custom-fit armor, it was certain that it would draw attention and likely improve her odds of survival through enhanced capability rather than increasing her chances of being targeted first.

Hehe. Thank you.

Seeing her smiling brightly, Logans heart eased.

Ease my heart?

Caught off-guard by his own thoughts, Logans expression hardened for a moment.

I brought a well-living girl to a perilous place; its natural to feel a sense of responsibility.

With that thought, he turned his head away from Eileen, catching a glimpse of the achievements his family had made.

Behind the knights followed 1,500 crossbow cavalrymen, not in flashy plate armor like the knights but in quality chainmail, armed with repeating crossbows, and also equipped with auxiliary crossbows and swords at their sides. There were exactly twelve quivers of bolts secured to the back of each horse a standard armament for the McLaine crossbow cavalry. Now symbolic of the McLaine name, these troops were made up entirely of talented soldiers likely to become knights, and their achievements were splendid, so their pride was no less than that of the knights themselves.

With shoulders back, the troops followed in an ordered march: shield bearers in the front line, with the rest in chainmail and equipped with spears and repeating crossbows. With no horses, they only had three quivers of bolts attached to their belts, but it was enough. There were already over 3,000 of them.

Next came wagons at regular intervals, laden with rations and other consumables, including quivers, for the entire force to replenish. Though additional supplies might be sent later from Bifrost Castle, the current provisions were calculated to sustain at least 2-3 weeks of battle as an adequately stocked supply unit.

At the forefront of all this, students of Golem Tower, including Clayton, were in place. They managed ten covered wagons, the contents of which were completely hidden. Clayton, guiding the wagon at the front, looked worriedly at the small girl sitting beside him.

Victoria. Are you truly alright?

Clayton could still feel the weight of the gazes from young lord Logans side towards himself, lined up in the distance. The watchful eyes of a knight with red and blue odd eyes kept turning his way.

Its okay, Master. Brother wont say anything more.

For your brothers worry about you

Thats why! I need to show him that I can handle this on my own.

For her brothers sake, too.

Hmmm. However, do not stray from my side. I promised your brother as much.

Yes, Master.

Clayton sighed softly. His genius apprentice, who mastered 1st-circle magic in less than nine months, was too stubborn. It had turned the Tower upside down when she adamantly insisted on joining the war, but since they cherished each other as siblings, Clayton had eventually smiled at the situation. Her brother Victor had even been warned by the Duke after facing disciplinary action.

Yet Victor had looked him directly in the eye and made a near threat of a plea.

Please, you must protect my sister, no matter what. If anything happens to Ria, I dont know what I might do.

Regardless of Victors rapid rise as a promising young knight who became a intermediate-grade force user at a tender age, his power couldnt compare to Claytons yet. His students were almost angry at Victors words, but Clayton was rather touched by the underlying desperation in his eyes and smiled, his curiosity piqued.

A sibling pair one a genius at swordplay, the other at magic. I wonder if dragon blood runs in their family.

The extraordinary siblings, adorned with talents as unique as their appearances, naturally drew his interest. Claytons gaze met the piercing red and blue odd eyes from a distance.

Victor. Thats enough.

M-, my apologies.

Do you still not understand what Ive told you?

Certainly not.

You cant always protect someone by just keeping them wrapped up. Youve come to know that now.

Even so.

So?

How can I not worry when my young sister follows into a battlefield?

It was, after all, only natural for a family to worry. Victor believed so.

Your sister has always likely had that thought.

Yes. It seems likely.

Clayton will make sure to take good care of Ria. You concentrate on keeping yourself safe too. Dont get carried away and rush in like last time. For your sisters sake as well.

I understand.

Victor answered, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

Its thanks to young lord Logan that I can have such worries now and dream of a future. Ria still needs young lord Logans protection.

His sister and his liege.

To Victor, these were the most important figures. His own safety came only after them.

Anyway, its quite a sight.

As the conversation with Eileen and Victor wrapped up, Logans lips curled into a smile as he surveyed the entire force. And rightly so. Even after leaving fifty knights and a thousand soldiers behind in the territory, he was leading a force nearly 5,000 strong.

With previously proven crossbows and secret weapons, it was an immense force he couldnt have imagined owning just a few years back, now firmly under his control.

Soon, another 60 knights as a favor would unite with them from the Feretta estate, resulting from wringing out the weakened Feretta after their heavy losses in the Tomodo Castle conflict. And although not brought with this time, adding to this the 10,000 self-defense members trained with crossbows

We can do it.

He felt confident he could accomplish planned regardless of what variables came. Logan exchanged a confident nod with his sister overseeing the deployment from atop the castle walls, her confident pounding at her chest banishing even the slightest of concerns from his heart.

Here we start again.

Logans gaze shifted towards the most fiercely contested battlefield of the current civil war in the direction of the twin fortresses.

* * *

Originally belonging to the territory of the Duke of Valdermaine, the twin fortresses of Alrun and Alron were named after two moons that had vanished during the mythical era a millennium ago. Among the largest fortresses in the kingdom, the twin fortresses were built to the east and west, separated by a days journey on foot. Their original purpose was to protect human lands from the vast orc armies that occupied the southern plains at the time.

The first Duke of Valdermaine selected the region name Valdermaine as his surname as a commitment to protect humanity and the kingdom. Unfortunately, the noble aspirations of those ancestors have long faded, and today those twin fortresses have become theaters of war, where the people of the same kingdom are divided, killing and being killed.

While the heated atmosphere of intense battle waned and they observed each other, a great army of nearly 5,000 troops became visible from beyond the western fortress.

The Flame Banner, confirmed. Its the McLaine House!

Haha, theyve actually come And 5,000 strong, huh

While viewing the approaching McLaine forces from atop the fortress walls, Yordan Valdermaine couldnt help but chuckle repeatedly. Even though they were an additional force near one-eighth the size of the friendly 40,000 strong, his expression was oddly uneasy.

And reading his expression, Roger Bifrost quickly interjected.

No doubt theyre a ragtag bunch. Desperate to bolster their numbers with what little remained after their decimation before.

Hmm Yet their movements suggest proper training, their equipment is also formidable. Arent you judging them a little too harshly, Roger, because of your personal dislike?

Roger Bifrost rolled his eyes at his colleague, who was taking the contrary angle, Lucen Tarlos, with his generic brown hair and blue eyes an unremarkable figure common throughout the Grandia Kingdom. Lucen was a lazy good-for-nothing who, in Rogers mind, seemed to take pleasure in getting in others way without ambition or purpose.

Had it not been for marrying the dukes niece, such a man would have likely declared neutrality.

Yet, strangely, the Duke held Lucen in high esteem.

Thus, he stood beside the Duke himself at present.

And in such times, as now.

What say you, Lucen?

The Duke asked for his opinion first.

Just a glance at their equipments quality seems on par with yours, Your Grace. They seem well-trained, and besides, if theyre as serious as they were when they humiliated you, they could be a significant force.

If theyre not serious?

If they have come with ill intent, it will be a deadly poison to our own cause.

Roger Bifrost interrupted.

Its rare that we agree.

That would be the case if there was no other explanation.

What?

That supply, those troops. Wouldnt it be too costly? Had they arrived with a smaller elite force, maybe, but with such numbers, its too much for them to simply squander. Theyd be crushed and absorbed by the First Princes faction immediately if they lost that army. Not a fool would fail to see that

Lucen threw out his indifferent response, and Roger Bifrost felt like a fool. But the Dukes words came faster.

Tell His Highness the Prince. We will receive them. By all means, let it be grand.

Your Grace!

Dont be narrow-minded, Roger. Havent you forgotten the promise I made? Theyre only meant to be arrow fodder we can throw away in the end.

Well, its not that, I just

Enough of the long discussions. Use them to deal a blow to the First Princes faction while we rally for a turnaround. Keep just that in mind.

As you wish.

Not long after, McLaines army reached the front of the western fortress gates. The news was barely notified when the western gates of Alrun Fortress opened, leading to a force with the Phoenix banner moving ahead of them.

A battalion of more than 500 knights. And among them, two superhumans.

But foremost was a palanquin carried high by eight soldiers.

the Second Prince, Romaine von Grandia.

The young, arrogant prince sat atop the palanquin with a haughty expression as he observed the approaching McLaine household.

Glory! Patrick McLaine pays homage to the rightful heir to the throne, His Highness Prince Romaine von Grandia!

As Patrick knelt and saluted, his knights swiftly followed suit in unison. Behind them, the soldiers created a disorderly scene some knelt like the others while some simply stood, unsure.

And the prince greeted the incoming McLaine house leader with considerable disdain.

Rightful Hah. An expected phrase, but youre rather late.

What is this fool on about?

It was a comment that nearly caused Logan, who had bowed his head following his father, to inadvertently raise it in surprise.

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