I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 111

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (112)

Rumors about the eldest daughter, Lee Sera, had recently been heating up the kingdom.

Viscount Turian.

He had also heard the rumors spreading throughout the kingdom.

“How surprising.”

The eldest daughter, Lee Sera.

He knew his daughter’s personality better than anyone else.

She had been revered as the most beautiful woman in the kingdom and had lived her entire life like a noble scholar.

Moreover, she did not treat those weaker than herself as men. Take Milten, for example. She always avoided him, treating him like a lowly servant.

And now, her daughter was desperately pleading for the duke’s love?

“She’s been subjugated.”

It was as if the duke had subjugated his eldest daughter by force. That meant he possessed superhuman strength.

“…Oh my god.”

He knew he was strong.

However, the marquis had no idea that he was strong enough to completely subjugate his daughter, who had reached the level of a superhuman.

A person with talent beyond imagination.

The marquis’s heart couldn’t help but lean toward Duke Ethan.

“…It’s for the best.”

Seeing him completely subdue his wild daughter, who was like a runaway horse, he wondered if there could be another such perfect match in the world.

That was when it happened.

“Marquis. May I come in?”

“Come in.”

The butler entered the study and handed him a letter.

“This is a letter from the princess.”

“What? That girl sent a letter? Give it to me.”

The marquis immediately opened the letter and read its contents.

Then his mouth fell open.

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I think I’m in love. I’ll do my best, just as you said, Father.

After reading the letter, the marquis’s eyes softened.

His eldest daughter, Isa.

With her amazing talent, cute appearance, and independent personality, the marquis loved everything about his daughter.

“I’ve finally found her match.”

He had been wondering who he could possibly send his daughter, whom even Milten couldn’t handle.

If it was the Duke, it would be an excellent choice.

His mixed feelings were short-lived.

Turian, who received his daughter’s letter, made up his mind in an instant.

“I must shake up the Seven Families for my son-in-law.”

The Seven Families of the kingdom.

Currently, the mood of the seven, or rather six, families was leaning toward hostility toward the son-in-law. This was clear from their attempts to use the third prince, Teron, to push him out.

“I must protect my son-in-law.”

Instead of causing a scandal in the Seven Houses and forcing his son-in-law to step down, he had to show them that there was a better option.

“I cannot do this alone.”

Although he was one of the famous heads of the 7th family, he was just an average head among the three dukes and four marquises.

“I need someone to cooperate with. It can’t be a marquis. They don’t have enough influence.”

He needed at least one more duke to cooperate in order to shake up the 7th family.

Which family should he choose?

Turian thought of the members of the Seven Families. The first three who came to mind were the three dukes.

They were not dukes for nothing.

All of them had been taught the art of fighting dragons and possessed power that was incomparable to that of the marquises.

“The Duke of Agiles is out of the question.”

The Agiles, who practiced black magic, were the family that had directly brainwashed Teron. They were like sworn enemies of the Hwagok family.

“The Leysians are also out of the question.”

The Geronds and the Militons were also among those who had actively corrupted the Three Princes.

“…There is only one choice.”

The House of Dustin.

Known as a family of martial arts masters, they were characterized by their masculinity and domineering nature, as befitting a family of fighters.

A plan to brainwash Teron?

It was unlikely that such macho men would agree to such a plan.

“Duke Duke.”

He was the one who had consistently voted against the plan regarding Teron.

He seemed like someone who could be persuaded.

Moreover, Duke Gong was

the only one among the seven heads of the families who had a daughter among his blood relatives.

It was a perfect match.

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“There’s not much time.”

He had sent a message to Duke Gerond, so a meeting of the Seven Houses would be convened soon.

He had to persuade Duke Gerond before then.

“Let’s go.”

The decision was made in an instant.

Turian left a short note in his office and disappeared.

Three days later.

He was able to meet Duke Duke, who was training in the mountains.

* * *

Duke Duke, who was sitting cross-legged with his upper body bare, opened his eyes wide.

“Turian? Is that you?”

“Greetings, Duke.”

“What happened to my daughter? Did you really send her to the Duke?”

“…Yes. That’s how it turned out.”

“Huh… You must know the overall atmosphere of the Seven Houses… Even if I don’t, the two dukes will never stand idly by. What were you thinking?”

The Duke’s question was filled with concern. Not only were the two nobles members of the same moderate faction within the Seven Houses,

They were the only heads of families in the 7th House with daughters, and they had been in constant contact since the past.

Moreover, they had another thing in common.

They were both fathers who loved their daughters dearly.

“That’s why I came to see you.”

“Heh heh. Do you think I would abandon my colleague? Don’t worry. You will not be branded a traitor.”

“Your Highness.”

“Yes?”

“I see great potential in my son-in-law.”

“Son-in-law? Are that child and Duke Ethan already in such a relationship?”

“I believe it is a fact. Where else in the world could there be a man who could control that wild child like that?”

“Heh heh… You’re right.”

“That is why I want to protect my son-in-law for the sake of my daughter. Please help me, Duke.”

Duke looked at Turian.

If he came to ask him in person, then…

“What you want is not simply to protect the duke.”

“That’s right. I want to change the flow itself.”

“…Are you trying to change the atmosphere of the Seven Houses?”

“That’s right.”

Duke said after some thought.

“You are my colleague, so it is only natural that I protect you. But your request beyond that is in a completely different realm. You understand that, don’t you?”

“…Yes, I understand.”

Simply protecting one person and changing the atmosphere of the entire group.

The latter was bound to be much more difficult. Duke smiled slightly at Turian’s words and said, “Have you done something wrong? Cheer up.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I know I’m asking you to do something difficult, Your Highness.”

“There is a saying in the House of Dustin. Don’t worry, just do what your heart tells you.”

While the marquis remained silent, the duke continued.

“And my heart wants to help you. But I’m also worried.”

“…Concerned?”

“Didn’t the marquis make an important decision? I wonder if he is really worth it.”

Duke Duke jumped up from his seat.

“We can’t judge a person based on words alone.”

Duke.

He was a man who believed only what he saw with his own eyes.

“Then I will go and see for myself.”

Before the marquis could respond, he disappeared.

“…I must send an express messenger.”

The Ardan family.

He had to convey the news that the Transcendent One was heading there as quickly as possible. That way, he could at least make some preparations.

Soon, the marquis’s figure also faded away.

* * *

The grand training ground of the duke’s mansion.

Silvia approached Ethan, who was training there.

“Your Highness. The Marquis of Turian sent a letter.”

“A letter?”

After looking at the contents, he laughed hollowly.

7 Don’t you want to make reliable allies besides me?

So I went to see Duke Duke myself and persuaded him. He started running as soon as I told him, so he should reach the ducal territory soon.

My course is set. Now it’s time for the duke to prove himself.

Oh, right. Isera is a good girl.

Then do your best. Son-in-law.

Silvia tilted her head in curiosity when she saw Ethan.

“A gentleman who is very good with his fists is supposed to visit.”

“…What?”

“Oh no. It seems he’s already here.”

From far away, someone with brute strength was rushing toward the inner courtyard.

“Let’s go back.”

“…Yes.”

Before Silvia could leave the training ground.

Kwoong!

With a heavy thud, a giant landed in the middle of the large training ground.

He was nearly two meters tall and covered in muscles that looked like they would burst at any moment.

“Are you the duke from the rumors?”

“You found me. I was worried you might get lost.”

The age difference between them was close to a generation. How could he speak so casually?

His surprise was brief.

Duke smiled slightly.

“Hahaha! You are as bold as I’ve heard! But do you know who I am?”

“The nobleman I met first sent me a kind letter telling me who you were.”

“I see. Were you two close? No wonder the marquis gave you his daughter.”

“We weren’t that close.”

His eyes didn’t seem to be lying.

The duke nodded and immediately said,

“How about a duel?”

“Why?”

“The Marquis of Turian told me an interesting story. It made me curious. I want to see how far you can go.”

“It’s your turn to prove yourself.”

At that moment, he understood exactly what the duke meant.

“All right. What will the format be?”

Duke looked at the duke with sparkling eyes. Did the duke in front of him have enough potential for Turian to bow his head and ask him?

He had to confirm it once and for all.

“How about we spar without using mana?”

Ethan smiled quietly.

He thought he knew why Duke had suggested that format.

The experience, response patterns, and basic skills hidden within a person’s body. The most efficient way to thoroughly confirm all of this was to fight with bare hands, without using mana.

Duke was currently curious about himself.

Not only did he want to turn his simple curiosity into anticipation, but he also wanted to increase it explosively.

“Start small. Finish big.”

The best way was to show and prove it gradually.

What could he show in a small way?

That was it.

“Then forget the sword. I’ll use my fists like you.”

Duke frowned at those words.

“If you’re worried about getting cut, don’t worry. The body of a transcendent being is very strong.”

“Don’t you want to see everything about me?”

“…”

“There’s nothing better than hand-to-hand combat to see a person’s potential.”

Ardan was from a family renowned for their swordsmanship, but they were also famous for their martial arts.

During his 13 years on the battlefield,

he had spent a considerable amount of time practicing hand-to-hand combat, if not as much as sword fighting.

“…Are you really saying that you know how to fight with your fists?”

It was best to show a little youthful bravado. Duke frowned and asked again.

“Isn’t this how you do it?”

Ethan, who had released his fists, charged forward and swung his fist. There was no mana in that punch.

However, that punch contained.

‘……!’

A subtle technique that he had not anticipated. The duke, who had widened his eyes, quickly lowered his head.