I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 110

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (111)

Ise-ra was taken aback.

She was currently doing her utmost to maintain her territory.

The fact that she had lost all control over her territory meant that the duke’s affinity for fire was beyond imagination.

“…This is impossible!”

She was a superhuman.

How could a duke who seemed to be only a 7-star knight have greater control over fire than her? Even if the Ardan Duke’s family was known for handling flames, this was absurd.

The mana inside her heart exploded.

She was using all her strength to regain control of her territory.

Nevertheless.

The land of fire she had created remained motionless, as if it had forgotten its master.

This couldn’t be happening.

[What the…!]

It was at that moment.

A white flame rose from between the duke’s hands, which were holding the divine sword. Isera, who saw the white flame, widened her eyes.

To someone unfamiliar with fire, it would have been nothing more than a white, hot sensation.

But not to Isera.

She was a top-ranked fire spirit.

She had made a direct contract with Ignis and had dealt with countless flames.

That was why she knew immediately.

It was the embodiment of purity, purified to such an extreme that it was unbelievable that it was a flame wielded by a human.

The flame burning in the duke’s hand had reached a level that even he himself could not approach.

A man who had been lying down for ten years was wielding a flame purer than his own, which he had spent his entire life training to achieve?

He couldn’t believe it.

“…That can’t be!”

Iserra gritted her teeth and glared at the duke.

It must be a trick.

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Otherwise, there was no way to explain it.

Hoo!

She blew out a quick breath.

A huge wave of fire flowed out of her mouth and rushed toward the duke.

It was an attack with all her strength.

The duke’s response to the attack was very simple. He merely raised one hand.

He didn’t even use his sword.

Ise-ra sneered coldly.

Her fire was so powerful that even superhumans would have to use all their strength to block it.

She would admit that he had control over his domain, which he had dominated in an instant.

“…Arrogant.”

It was an extremely arrogant response.

He would find out just how hot the flames were…

“…!”

His thoughts were cut short.

The waves of fire began to be absorbed into a fist that seemed small at first glance.

[No… no way!]

“Is this all you’ve got?”

Iserra gritted her teeth and gave an order to the spirit that had descended upon her body.

“Ignis, attack!”

That was when it happened.

[Contractor. You have chosen the wrong opponent.]

“…What?”

[He is your ultimate nemesis. It means you cannot win no matter what you do. Therefore, I refuse.]

The spirit that had spent countless years together with her was showing its refusal.

“…What?”

Ise-ra was taken aback.

Even though she hadn’t given any orders, the spirit was beginning to leave her body.

“What are you doing!”

Without answering, the spirit broke free of her control and completely left her body, and soon after, a blazing flame bowed its head toward Ethan.

[I greet the one blessed by His Majesty.]

“…!”

His Majesty’s blessing?

There was only one spirit worthy of such a title among the highest-ranking spirits.

The Lord of Fire.

It was said that no spirit summoner had been able to summon it for hundreds of years.

But that duke…

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“He received the blessing of the Lord of Fire?”

From a spirit of such high rank that even a spirit summoner like himself had never been able to summon?

“Is Lotorita doing well?”

[Yes. He is always watching over you, Ethan.]

“I hope to see her again someday. Tell her I said to take care.”

[I will convey your message.]

Iseira was speechless.

They were in the middle of a duel.

What was he thinking, acting so relaxed?

Unless he thought of her as nothing more than a street ant, there was no reason for him to engage in such casual conversation.

She felt deeply insulted. Ise-ra bit her lip and circulated the mana inside her body.

It didn’t matter if Ignis didn’t follow her orders.

Having reached the level of a superhuman, she didn’t completely lose her fighting power just because she didn’t have an elemental spirit. Ethan looked at Ise-ra and said,

“I think the sparring is over.”

“I don’t agree!”

He sneered coldly at Isera, who was burning up her mana.

The mana she wielded was imbued with the power of fire.

And in this world,

no one could wield fire as well as Ethan.

Not a single person.

From the very beginning, the probability of her winning was 0%.

The moment he released the four rings inside his body, a massive amount of mana rose from Ethan’s body.

The explosively increased mana had already reached the amount possessed by an 8th-rank knight.

Iseara widened her eyes at that sight.

“…His mana has doubled?”

Soon, she shuddered.

That meant that the duke had easily neutralized her with only half his power.

“Let’s end this.”

The moment he reached out his hand,

Iseira suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness and collapsed to the floor.

“What is this…?”

She couldn’t feel any mana in her body. It was a sensation she had felt when she hadn’t learned how to train her mana.

She rolled her eyes at her body, which had become extremely weak.

“My mana… All of it…”

He had taken control of it.

And completely.

Soon, footsteps echoed.

Thud.

Thud.

The duke was approaching her. Perhaps because all the strength had drained from her body, she didn’t even have the strength to stand up.

Even Milton, known as the strongest in the kingdom, was nothing but a trivial opponent to her.

She had expected the same result from this sparring match.

But she never expected this outcome.

She looked up.

The duke was staring intently at her.

A terrible feeling of powerlessness.

It was like she was a butterfly caught in a spider’s web.

“I can’t… do anything.”

Strong?

That was nothing.

The duke was completely in control of his mana right now.

He was so thorough that she couldn’t even resist.

Iseara shivered as she felt the blood in her body turn cold.

Her face turned pale in an instant.

A sense of fear of her powerless body began to creep up on her.

“Do you admit defeat?”

“Yes… I admit it. So… that’s…”

Only after admitting defeat with trembling lips did her mana begin to flow as she wished.

“Go back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ignis entered Isera’s body. The spirit whispered to the dazed contractor.

[I told you so. Your opponent was extremely difficult.]

‘……’

The feeling of helplessness was brief.

As mana flowed through her body, Isera began to regain her vitality. Ignis added comforting words.

[Contractee. Do not despair. That human simply has an exceptionally strong affinity for injustice……]

Soon, the spirit’s eyes narrowed.

The spirit knew the state of the contractor’s body as if it were its own.

Judging from that, the contractor was not despairing…

“…It seems more like they’re happy?”

His heart began to beat rapidly.

His face slowly began to turn red.

That was clearly a positive emotion. Did humans originally accept such a situation with joy?

Ignis had few samples of contractors.

That was why he couldn’t be sure. However, there was one thing he was certain of.

Iserah’s eyes began to glaze over as she watched the duke leave the training ground as if he were leaving.

“…This is the first time.”

[…Huh?]

“I found him. My husband.”

The feeling that had completely bound and dominated her.

The helplessness she felt for the first time in her life was a huge shock to her.

He was a man completely different from Milten, who was like a male prostitute.

That was the duke.

“If you like him, hold on to him no matter what.”

Iseara remembered the words of the marquis.

Duke Ethan.

He was a man she really liked.

Then the solution was simple.

Hold on to him somehow.

Soon, she hurriedly followed after the duke.

“Your Highness! Let’s go together!”

[…….]

Ignis remained silent.

After all, as long as the contractor was happy, that was all that mattered.

* *

A strange rumor began to spread throughout the kingdom.

It was a rumor that Isera, the eldest daughter of Viscount Fractal, had begun working under Duke Ethan.

That alone was surprising, but there was another piece of news that was even more surprising.

There were rumors that Isera was courting the duke.

Proposal.

What does that mean?

It means she is seeking romantic love. The nobles who heard the rumor laughed derisively.

Iseara.

Who is she?

She is a woman known as the most beautiful woman in the kingdom, with a distinguished family background and extraordinary beauty and talent.

She was so proud that she had openly rejected the advances of Milten, one of the most eligible young men in the kingdom.

A noble lady who had never batted an eyelid at the advances of countless young men.

And now, that Isera was courting the duke?

“Come on.”

“That’s ridiculous. Isera?”

“The rumor is spreading like wildfire.”

The 7th family of the kingdom and the duke.

Everyone who knew anything knew about their relationship.

They were definitely not on good terms. In that situation, would one of the 7th family’s children work under the duke?

But this…

“…Is it really true?”

“…Yes. It is definitely true.”

Miltun’s face slowly turned red as he listened to the report from his attendant.

Uncontrollable anger was rising in his head.

“…Don’t lie! My Isera would never do such a thing!”

Isera.

She was a woman whom his father had arranged for him to meet when he was ten years old.

“There will be no better bride for you than her.”

Those were the words that Duke Gerond had always said to him.

When he first saw her,

Milton fell in love with her at first sight. From that moment on, he had been secretly harboring feelings for her for more than seven years.

That was definitely the case.

How could she have fallen in love with a worthless guy?

“Why on earth?”

Milton recalled what happened two years ago. He was fifteen at the time.

Ise Ra, who had been fed up with his endless courtship, suddenly asked him to spar with her.

Milton laughed hollowly and accepted the challenge with great enthusiasm.

“You’re too weak.”

He still vividly remembered her cold words after she easily defeated him with her sword.

That was when he realized

that Isera’s skill was monstrous, far beyond the rumors.

“Ise-ra. I’ll work hard. So give me a chance.”

“Don’t talk to me like that! I’m your senior! Senior!”

“…Eighteen. By then, I’ll become a man who can meet your standards! Just wait until then! I beg you!”

“Ugh…”

Despite his desperate plea, Ise-ra did not respond.

After that, Milten was like a different person, spending all day swinging his sword.

Desperation and talent.

Combined with hard work and the support of his family, his skills quickly improved.

Recently, he had even earned the title of “Kingdom’s Best Swordsman” at the youngest age ever.

He had worked so hard.

“You chose another man instead of me?”

That couldn’t be true.

He had to see it with his own eyes.

Having made his decision, Milten stormed out of the room.

“Master? Where are you going?”

“I’m going to my father’s office. Don’t follow me.”

He exuded a menacing aura.

Milton arrived at the duke’s office and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

The moment he entered the office,

Duke Gerond spoke coldly.

“Foolish boy. I told you to maintain your composure at all times…”

“Father, Isera…”

“Control yourself!”

At the duke’s rebuke, Milten hurriedly composed himself.

Then, the intense emotions that had been raging inside him slowly began to subside.

Soon, Milten, who had been cautiously watching his father, moved his lips.

“…Father.”

“I heard the rumors.”

“…What should we do? Surely you don’t mean to give Isera to that Ethan…”

“No. That will not happen.”

Duke Gerond’s eyes lit up.

Isera.

From the moment he first met her, he recognized her enormous potential.

Good fruit comes from good seeds.

Since then, he had been working hard to bring Milten and Iseara together and let their relationship develop naturally.

Of course, he had expected the Fractal House to give their daughter to the Laysian House.

“How despicable.”

Geronda quietly seethed as he thought of Turian. He had always backed out whenever marriage talks came up, saying that his daughter’s decision was important.

“How dare he… give his daughter to Ardan?”

Ethan Ardan.

It was well known that his talent was already sky-high.

If Isera and the duke had a child,

even if it wasn’t obvious now, the next Laysian Duke would be crushed under the weight of Ardan’s name.

Of course, he couldn’t just stand by and watch.

“Father, I can’t train with peace of mind if things stay as they are. I must go to Duke Ardan’s house.”

“Don’t be rash.”

“Father!”

“Hey! How can you be so short-sighted? Do you think everything will be over if you go?”

If the rumors were true.

Would his son just stand by and watch the duke?

Absolutely not.

There would definitely be a fight, and if things went wrong, it could turn into an all-out war between the Seven Families of the kingdom and the Duke’s family.

Even if he sent Milten, he needed to make at least some preparations.

“We don’t even know if the rumors are true or false yet. Calm your mind and continue your training quietly.”

Milten flinched at the cold tone of voice. He nodded reluctantly and left the office.

Just then.

Light shone through the crystal ball.

“Viscount Turian?”

Before he could say anything, the viscount continued.

“I have news to report. It is very important, so I think all seven families should gather.”

“I will set a date. By the way, what on earth happened to my daughter? Surely not Ardan…”

“It’s a complicated matter… I’ll explain during the meeting.”

“…I understand.”

The duke gritted his teeth and looked at the darkening crystal.

He thought he should set a date for the meeting of the Seven Houses.