I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 120

 #I returned, and my family fell into ruin (121)

Count Mullen, the headmaster of the academy.

He looked at the professors gathered in the conference room.

“Let’s begin the weekly faculty meeting. Are there any reports?”

“Well…”

Several professors seemed to be struggling to find the right words.

When professors had something to suggest but it was not an easy topic, they usually reacted like that.

“Please speak freely.”

At his words, several professors closed their eyes tightly and said,

“…Recently, there has been an increase in students who doubt the abilities of our faculty.”

“What do you mean?”

Count Mullen tilted his head.

The Royal Academy.

It was considered the best educational institution in Heiden, so naturally, the professors here were all highly skilled.

The minimum qualification for professors was a skill level of 7 stars or 7 ranks.

Naturally, the classes were full of useful content. So how could anyone doubt the abilities of the faculty?

What on earth was going on?

Then,

“Most of the students… seem to want to attend the Duke’s classes.”

“Not only that, but they have started to naturally compare the special class with our classes. Especially since the Duke and Grand Duke Milten’s duel.”

“The duel… Are you referring to the one that took place this morning?”

Milton’s daily morning challenge to the Duke was already well known among the academy’s staff.

“…Yes. According to the students who watched the duel, it seemed as if Milton had gained some kind of profound insight.”

The professors continued with their explanation. The duel with Milton.

There, the duke imitated the techniques used by the Laysian duke.

It was said that his techniques were even more refined than those used by Milton himself.

“Could that be the beginning of his enlightenment…?”

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“Huh…”

Count Mullen murmured in admiration.

Milton, the best swordsman in the kingdom.

His skill had already reached the level of an 8th-rank knight.

It was said that he was a prodigy with mana that surpassed even most of the professors at the academy.

“Even the most senior sword instructor would have difficulty teaching Milten…”

Teaching through lessons.

For this process to proceed, it was natural that the teacher’s level had to be much higher than that of the student.

Otherwise, the class itself would be impossible.

Even at the Kingdom Academy, there were few professors who could teach the children of the Seven Families. This was especially true for someone like Milten, who was the best late-stage swordsman in the kingdom.

“…Duke Ethan.”

He was a monster who showed skills beyond anything one could imagine.

Even the special class was like that.

When he was first appointed as a professor of the special class, no one thought that the duke would continue in the position for a long time.

The proud Seven Families of the kingdom.

The students in the special class were talented individuals who could be considered the next heirs to the Seven Houses. Or they were late bloomers who were greatly cherished by their families.

Duke Duke’s daughter, Dorothy.

Even Turian Viscount’s daughter, Isera.

Even the female students were at least 7-star-level, so there was no need to mention how high the level of the special class students was.

However.

What happened after they attended the classes?

“They are said to be diligently following the duke’s lessons as if they were baby birds.”

“The level of the lessons is so high that even the late-blooming students who had been critical of the duke now acknowledge him.”

“With each passing day, the students’ level is rising so much that it’s visible to the naked eye. I can’t think of a better phrase to describe it than ‘improving day by day.’”

It wasn’t just that he taught well. There was no point in talking about the Duke’s abilities.

Compared to the knights, who had mana levels of 7 or at best 8,

Pwooong!

The tremendous roar that sent Milten flying into the sky with a single blow is still talked about among the academy students.

His mana control was beyond imagination.

His fundamentals were deeper than anyone else’s.

Ethan, the Duke, held a position and charisma that no professor at the academy could match.

Even the headmaster, Count Mullen, had no choice but to act timidly in his presence.

“What’s more… it’s not just the sword fighting department that’s dissatisfied with the classes. The spear fighting department, the martial arts department, and even the magic department and the spirit department…”

Mullen’s head was spinning.

The sword fighting department was understandable.

But why the other departments?

The professors quickly responded to the questioning looks.

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“Ah… From what we’ve heard, everything the Duke teaches is related to ‘basics.’”

“Basics?”

“How to control mana. And how to take efficient stances… I’ve heard that he even freely offers suggestions on improving each family’s secrets.”

“Huh…”

Exclamations of admiration and bewilderment.

The principal let out a sigh that was a mix of both. Using Milten’s vision technique was understandable since they were both knights.

But freely teaching swordplay, magic, spirit magic, and martial arts was a completely different story.

“…Was it ‘all rivers flow to the sea’?”

All rivers flow to the sea and become one.

It was a phrase that meant that the more extreme something became, the more it would eventually blend together. It was a phrase he had heard many times before.

It was one of the phrases that most transcendents recognized.

However, there was one thing that didn’t make sense.

The duke who was directly proving that phrase only had mana equivalent to an 8th-rank knight at best.

“But how…?”

Could he really impart such high-level teachings in various fields as if he were an transcendent being?

It was utterly baffling.

“Could the rumors be true?”

The duel with Duke Duke.

It was said that they were evenly matched in a duel without using mana.

I had thought it was mostly exaggerated rumors, but

seeing the duke’s lesson now, I began to think that the rumors might be true after all.

The principal’s head began to ache.

If the special class continued like this, problems would arise one after another, starting with the students’ growing desires and ending with the foundation of trust in the faculty being shaken.

“…Is there a solution?”

“Well… it’s a problem caused by the duke’s extraordinary abilities… We can’t suddenly lower the level of the special class…”

If they did that, there would be immediate backlash from the 7th Division.

Of course, they couldn’t ask for such a crazy thing.

“…The only thing we can do is switch from open classes to closed classes to divert the students’ attention.”

Just then,

a professor rushed into the conference room and ran to the principal.

“Huff, huff. Principal!”

“What is it?”

“Duke Ethan sent a letter directly to the principal. He has a request…”

“…A request?”

The principal tilted his head and took the letter. As he read it, his face turned pale.

“What is this…”

“…The Count? Why would he suddenly do this…?”

Mullen clutched his throbbing head and said.

“…The Duke has made a request. He wants the students in the special class to be taken to the Daycal Mountains for practical training…”

“…What?”

The professors were shocked.

What kind of place was the Daycal Mountains?

It was a mountain range located in the northern part of the kingdom, a vicious place teeming with all kinds of monsters. It was so dangerous that the kingdom had built a large fortress to defend it. It was obviously a dangerous area.

And now they were going there.

With all the late-stage students from the 7th House?

“What on earth is this…”

“The Daycal Mountains? That place is extremely dangerous! Of course we have to oppose this…”

What if any of the students in the special class were to get killed?

The duke would be in trouble, but an even bigger problem would befall the academy. After all, the special class was part of the academy, wasn’t it?

“…Whatever happens, we should at least talk to the 7th family. We can’t just ignore them.”

“…Surely they won’t take the students even if the 7th family opposes it?”

“It says that the later generations of families who oppose it will be left behind.”

The professors fell silent.

Will the 7th family oppose it?

‘Maybe… they will allow everything…’

The Daycal Mountains are a dangerous place.

However, that was an assessment based on ‘normal’ standards.

Each family’s late index basically meant that they possessed the skills of a 7-star knight or higher.

Even if they fell into the mountains where monsters roamed, their lives would not be in immediate danger.

“…Let’s end the meeting here.”

Count Mullen stepped out of the conference room.

Duke Ethan.

Ever since he arrived, it would not be an exaggeration to say that there had not been a single day of peace at the academy.

“I must send a letter to His Majesty first.”

The Seven Families and the Duke.

As the key figure mediating between the two, the king was the first person who needed to know about this.

* * *

The 7th’s reply was simple.

If the children wanted to go, they could leave.

“No objections.”

Well, yes.

There was no better training than slaying monsters in person.

Ethan gathered the members of the special unit and said,

“Get ready to go out.”

“Go out…?”

“We’re going to experience real combat.”

“Where are we going?”

“We’re going to pass through the Great Fortress of Torn and head into the Daycal Mountains.”

“…What?”

“Didn’t you hear me?”

“No, it’s just…”

They were momentarily taken aback by the sudden announcement.

“Participation is voluntary.”

The duke’s cold gaze seemed to be mocking them, asking if they were afraid.

The late-stage disciples’ eyes flashed with determination at the duke’s words.

The Great Fortress of Torn.

A large fortress blocking the Daycal Mountains, which was notorious for its large number of monsters.

It was a place where those who had committed heinous crimes were conscripted as soldiers, and even knights who were not easily intimidated often died within a month.

The rumors about the Thorne Fortress, located in the northern region of the kingdom, were quite well known.

However.

They were not afraid enough to back down.

“Of course we’ll go.”

From Milten to the other four late-stage indexers.

Everyone agreed.

There was no need to worry about transportation.

There were seven annexes in the capital.

They planned to use the teleport gates there.

“It’s been a long time.”

The Daycal Mountains.

In a past life, it was one of the places where a large wave of monsters led by the Yongin tribe had erupted. That was why they knew the Daycal Great Mountains like the back of their hands.

From the number of monsters to their quality.

The great mountains were one of the best training grounds.

“Food, clothing, and shelter. Everything is restricted in this extreme situation.”

He planned to train them rigorously so that they could survive.

“It brings back memories.”

A life where even the basics of life were not guaranteed. In his past life, that was a normal part of everyday life. Even as a duke, he had come to think of it as normal.

“The desire for that is much stronger than I thought.”

People grow quickly in desperate situations. Ethan looked at the members of the special unit.

“Let’s go.”

At that moment.

The mage, commonly known as the “magician in the closet,” raised his hand and asked.

“Duke? We haven’t packed anything yet…”

“Didn’t you pack?”

“What?”

Ethan stared blankly at Jayron’s waist.

There was a cane hanging there.

“…Are you telling us to head for the Great Mountain Range with only our weapons?”

“Be grateful that you can even take that.”

“…”

The latecomers, who had been silent, looked at the bag hanging behind the Duke.

The bag was bulging as if it were about to burst.

He must have packed all sorts of things, even if he didn’t know what they were.

Was he trying to carry their luggage for them?

The cold-hearted duke?

Of course not.

Jae-ron tilted his head and asked.

“Um… What on earth did you pack so much of, Duke?”

“There’s no need for you to suffer too.”

“……”

Amidst the silence of the late followers, only Ise-ra nodded as if it were obvious.