I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 117

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (118)

Miltun.

Lying helplessly on the training ground, he was watching the competition called the ranking battle with his eyes slightly open.

The reason he was pretending to be unconscious was simple.

He was embarrassed.

Very embarrassed.

When he had boldly charged at the duke.

Watching that battle was none other than Isera, whom he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Was that all?

Everyone from the academy’s principal to the students were intently watching his battle with the duke.

If he had fought countless sword dances with the duke and lost by a hair, he wouldn’t have felt this humiliating.

However.

“…Damn it!”

Not only was he sent flying into the sky with a single blow, but he also fainted with his tongue hanging out!

When he came to, he could guess what had happened just by looking at his twisted tongue.

How could he possibly open his eyes in this situation?

On top of that, he was surrounded by the members of the special class who had carried him there, and even Isa was there!

“I let my guard down.”

Milton thought of the duke and gritted his teeth.

The moment the sparring began.

The duke didn’t respond at all, so he let his guard down.

“He didn’t even fight with all his heart.”

If he had used a special technique like White Salt, he would have given it his all from the start.

He made him let his guard down naturally.

He must have used a sneaky technique the moment he charged.

“I definitely didn’t see anything.”

Mana and a wooden sword.

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If he had used those two things, there was no way the best swordsman in the kingdom wouldn’t have noticed. The duke must have used something other than swordsmanship to defeat him.

“What kind of technique did he use?”

Ise-ra.

Could she also have been deceived by such an illusion and mistakenly believed that the duke was truly strong?

The endless train of thought was briefly interrupted.

The sparring match began, and Milten also found himself naturally watching the match.

The sparring match between Changseong and Madogongja.

The level of the two had risen far higher than when they had faced each other in the past.

As expected of the late disciples of a prestigious family, they did not neglect their training.

“Excellent.”

Even he was amazed by the two of them, so surely the duke watching the duel could not think lightly of the late disciples.

This was the level of the Seven Families of the Kingdom. Just as Milten was feeling proud, Chang-seong and Madou Gongja’s duel came to an end.

The duke called Chang-seong over.

“You fought like a mess and now you’re saying that?”

He began to say something ridiculous.

“Ha.”

Miltun, who was watching the scene with his eyes narrowed, laughed loudly inside.

“A mess?”

He thought he knew why the duke was acting that way. He was undoubtedly feeling the pressure of being a professor in the special class.

However, after watching the two spar, he realized that 7-ga was truly formidable.

“He’s trying to find fault because he’s impatient.”

That way, he could somehow maintain his position as a professor, even if it was just a title.

Milton quietly lit up his eyes.

Leon’s sword technique was so precise that even he couldn’t easily find any flaws.

It was obvious that he would find something ridiculous to pick on…

“This is how Ran and I do it.”

“…Huh?”

“This is what a char is.”

The moment the duke thrust his spear.

Milton couldn’t think any further.

“Why…?”

Was the duke’s strike overwhelmingly superior to Chang-sung’s?

Soon, even the Madou Prince was reprimanded by the Duke.

“Your footwork was a mess.”

With a stunned expression on his face.

The two stared at each other blankly.

“…It can’t be.”

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It was obvious that it only looked impressive on the surface. No, it had to be.

If that one move truly contained a deeper meaning than the seven late-stage masters, then the Duke’s skill was beyond his imagination.

That was when it happened.

The Duke’s gaze turned directly toward Milten.

“How long do you plan to stay unconscious?”

“…!”

At that moment, a whisper of mana so subtle that no one else could detect it reached his ears.

Gasp!

Milton suppressed the scream that threatened to escape his lips.

[You’d better get up.]

“You bastard… Are you mocking me?”

There was a clear hint of laughter in the duke’s voice. Milten trembled violently with intense humiliation.

But that was only for a moment.

His head felt as cold as if it had been doused with ice water. If the duke revealed this fact, he would be disgraced beyond repair.

He acted quickly.

“Ugh…”

As if he had just regained consciousness, he grabbed his head and let out a groan as he raised his head.

Seeing this, Leon and the others rushed over to Milten.

“Milten! Are you awake?”

“Your Highness. Are you all right?”

“Ah? Uh… I’m fine. Zeross. By the way, where is this…?”

“This is the training ground at the academy. We are currently in the middle of a ranking battle.”

“…Ranking battle?”

“The Duke said he would decide the rankings of the five of us. Chang-sung and I have already finished our match. The next match is…”

Zeros’ gaze turned to the center of the training ground.

Iseara, the daughter of the Spirit Master family.

Dorothy, the daughter of the Martial Arts Master family.

The two women were already standing on the training ground.

* *

The two looked at each other with sparkling eyes.

Each had their own reasons.

“The winner will receive benefits.”

Benefits.

That word echoed in Iseara’s head, while Dorothy thought,

“I definitely taught him the secret technique.”

She recalled the sparring match that had just ended. In her opinion, it was a clean and high-level match with almost no flaws.

On the other hand, how did the duke react?

It was a pathetic defeat.

Not only did he dismiss the sparring match with a simple remark, but he even taught them the secrets of his technique. When she saw Leon and Zeross staring wide-eyed, unable to say a word, she realized.

“…It was definitely the real thing.”

Now she knew for sure.

Basics may seem easy at first glance, but they are the foundation of everything, so it is difficult to give advice on them.

This was especially true for those with skills beyond the basics, such as the late-stage disciples.

“A master beyond imagination.”

That was the Duke.

If he did well, he might even be able to inherit the technique. Dorothy, her eyes shining, clenched her fists.

“Serah is pretty strong, though.”

He had also trained relentlessly to improve his skills.

He wouldn’t be defeated so easily like in the past.

“Let’s begin.”

Ethan said.

Huuu!

“Huh?”

A massive amount of flames rushed toward Dorothy. The temperature, quantity, speed, and power of the flames.

It was a blow that was completely different from anything she had experienced in the past. She was barely able to turn her mana around to defend herself.

“Kyaaah!”

She couldn’t do anything to stop herself from being blown out of the training ground by the force of the attack.

“Oh, I guess I went a little too far.”

As soon as Isera’s innocent words ended.

“…Huh?”

Starting with Leon and Zeross, all the students around them widened their eyes.

‘What? Did Isera have such powerful skills?’

She was only known to be around the 7th rank, wasn’t she?

However, Isera now seemed like a superhuman, and her momentum was no joke.

Thud!

Dorothy collapsed on the floor with a sad expression.

‘…What the hell is going on?’

She was one of the later-ranked students who knew about Ise-ra’s true abilities.

Her skills had changed as if she had trained in some kind of secret technique.

Her use of mana was extremely neat and efficient.

“It definitely wasn’t like this before…”

As Dorothy struggled to get up, Isera smiled shyly and looked at the duke.

“I won, right?”

“Yes.”

She was determined to win this ranking battle.

Her eyes were shining brighter than ever.

“She’s much better than when I first saw her.”

Two weeks of training in the carriage. Isera’s basic skills had improved so much that it was like night and day compared to the past.

“As I said last time, try to put your will into your mana.”

“Yes!”

That was when it happened.

“Professor!”

“Yes?”

“Please teach me your technique too. I want to learn from you. Please?”

Dorothy shouted with sparkling eyes. She seemed to be a very lively woman.

“…Come over here.”

Dorothy ran toward Ethan with sparkling eyes. Soon, the duke, who saw Dorothy, held out his hand and said.

“Hit my palm with all your strength.”

“……Huh. Really, with all my strength?”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Then here I go! Ha!”

Dorothy gathered mana in her fist and swung it forward. It was a single punch containing the secret technique of her family.

[Taesan Fist (泰山拳) Chapter 3]

[Pasan Strike (破散擊)]

Shatter and destroy.

A punch with enough force to easily crush even mithril. The moment that punch hit Eitan’s palm.

As if nothing had happened, the duke’s palm naturally enveloped her fist.

“…Huh?”

Dorothy stared at the duke with wide eyes.

Her one punch contained all her strength.

Even if the flesh and blood inside her palm were crushed, it would not have been surprising.

“…What?”

The duke absorbed the force as if it were nothing. If he had blocked the punch by unleashing his mana like a madman, she might have understood.

But the duke…

He didn’t seem to have used much mana at all.

“But how did he block that?”

Dorothy tilted her head in confusion.

“Your basic skills are not even half of Duke’s.”

“What? Half?”

“That means you’re terrible.”

“But my dad said I was good.”

It was one of two things.

Either Duke Duke’s eyes were blurry, or he was lying out of kindness for his daughter.

“Dorothy is such a cute child.”

“She has eyes like a rabbit.”

Judging from the ease with which he said those words, it was most likely the latter.

“I’m not your father.”

Ethan dismissed the question with a simple answer and pointed out something that needed improvement.

“When you throw a punch, use your hips and legs properly.”

The subtle technique contained the power to destroy everything. The boy was unable to properly utilize the subtle technique of karate. For Ethan, absorbing immature techniques was easier than breathing.

Absorbing the subtlety of the technique, Ethan immediately twisted his waist and legs and threw a punch.

That was it.

Whoosh!

A powerful fist wind flew toward Dorothy.

“…Wow!”

Dorothy’s eyes lit up.

Her stance hadn’t changed much. Even though she was using mana at a similar level to him, she could feel tremendous power in his fist.

“He didn’t waste a single ounce of power.”

It was just like her father, Duke Duke’s fist.

“Let’s try it.”

“Yes!”

Dorothy concentrated and moved in the same way the duke had just shown her.

At that moment, she felt it instinctively.

“He’s gotten stronger!”

His fist was much stronger than before.

Once again, her fist was wrapped in his palm.

Ethan, the duke.

He was a man with large, warm palms, just like Duke.

“That’s much better than before.”

“…Huh. Thank you!”

“Go ahead.”

“Yes!”

Dorothy bowed her head and ran toward Isera.

Soon after, she tapped Isera on the waist and said,

“Sister.”

“Why?”

“The duke seems like a nice man. I think you’d like him.”

Wait a minute.

She knew that and still acted like that?

“Even I, who only briefly touched the duke’s palm…”

Dorothy.

The girl was pretending to be innocent and smiling brightly, but she was actually the first to make a move. When an unexpected strong opponent appeared, Isera’s eyes slowly narrowed.

“Let’s proceed with the losers’ match.”

“…Wait a moment.”

Miltun, who had been watching silently, raised his hand and asked.

“…What should I do? Because of what happened earlier… my mana isn’t moving properly.”

Right after being hit.

Whether it was because his qi was tangled, his mana wasn’t moving properly.

In other words, he was internally injured. Even though he had the title of “King’s First Sword,” it was impossible to face late-stage practitioners with his qi tangled.

“What can you do? You’ll come in last.”

“What? What do you mean… I got like this while sparring with the Duke…”

“Did he tell you to attack him?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“You have to take responsibility for your own actions. Am I wrong?”

“…”

It was the absolute truth.

‘Damn it!

But I can’t just stand by and watch myself come in last. In the end, Milton reluctantly participated in the ranking battle.

The results were announced.

[Special Class Ranking]

1st place: Isera

2nd place: Leon

3rd place: Zeross

4th place: Dorothy

5th place: Milton

The First Sword of the Kingdom, Milten.

His rank was dead last.