I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 63

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (64)

Contrary to the concerns of the nobles, there were no significant armed conflicts. This was because they voluntarily made way for them.

The carriages and knights followed the naturally opened path, revealed their identities, and entered the inner castle after passing through the outer castle.

The inner castle of Senern.

The leaders of the two factions were already gathered there, accompanied by knights who exuded a formidable presence.

The two viscounts saw the knights entering the inner castle.

A knight wearing equipment that glowed like pitch black and a carriage.

“The Grand Prince’s army.”

The two viscounts sensed it immediately.

It had been a long time since he had fallen.

It had been ten years since they had last seen him.

The Grand Prince stepped out of the carriage and looked at the knights standing behind the two earls, then smiled slightly.

It was a clear mockery.

“You’ve brought quite a lot of knights with you. Are you going to bring them to the meeting hall as well? Then we’ll have to rent the grand hall.”

The two counts remained silent.

There were over two hundred knights from the six families alone.

Despite the enormous number of knights staring at the Grand Duke and his knights,

The Grand Duke and his knights did not react in any way.

It was as if they did not care about them at all.

His attempt to gain the upper hand at their first meeting had failed miserably.

“…Don’t worry. I only plan to bring the commanders of each family’s knights as escorts.”

The six nobles and the Grand Duke.

They moved toward the conference room located inside the inner castle.

* * *

“The Council of Elders will now begin…”

Before Cheiman could finish his sentence.

“Count Irdan.”

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“…?”

“Lower taxes according to the terms of the vassal contract and ban the distribution of the Dragon Clan Scriptures.”

“What… what?”

“I won’t say it twice. If you don’t obey, take it as my challenge to fight me.”

Irdan was taken aback.

The opening remarks weren’t even finished yet. What kind of person was this?

It was at that moment.

“Is that your answer?”

The grand duke asked.

He looked down at Irdan as if he were looking down on him from above.

Ir-dan trembled with intense humiliation.

“…How presumptuous.”

The moment Ir-dan finished speaking, Zard, the knight commander of the Amelton Count’s household, rose to his feet.

A seven-star knight.

In other words, he was a grand knight.

A heavy pressure filled the conference room. The faces of the nobles slowly paled. They knew that their bodyguards were no match for that aura.

However, there were those who remained calm and continued drinking their tea.

One was Cheyman, who had brought bodyguards of the same rank, and the other was…

the Grand Duke.

All the nobles gathered there flinched. He seemed completely unfazed by the pressure exerted by the seven-star knights!

Even Zard, who had been exerting the pressure, flinched.

A moment of suffocating silence fell over the hall.

“How insolent,”

Ethan said casually as he opened two rings. An explosive amount of mana flowed out from his heart.

Most of the mana gathered in one place. It was his finger.

The moment he flicked his finger.

A small ball of mana compressed to its limit shot out.

Its target was the spot where Count Irdan stood.

Bang!

The loud noise in front of him made Irdan open his eyes wide.

Before he knew it, Zarid was standing in front of him, holding a sword and blocking something.

He then glared at the Grand Duke and shouted.

“What are you doing!”

“You were openly showing off your power. Didn’t you want to fight me?”

“…”

Zard remained silent at Ethan’s words. He wanted to strike the Grand Duke with the sword he had drawn.

However, he couldn’t move as he pleased. His master, Count Irdan, didn’t want a fight.

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“…He’s tougher than I thought.”

The sword blocking his mana was trembling. The Grand Duke’s skill was far beyond his expectations.

He had thrown concrete mana.

That meant his control over mana was beyond imagination.

Even if he fought, he wouldn’t be able to gain the upper hand in one blow.

Irdan’s eyes wavered when he saw Zard hesitating.

“… Was he that good?”

Even a 7-star knight had lost his composure. The Grand Duke’s skills were greater than he had thought.

In fact, the knight commander standing next to Cheyman also looked surprised, his eyes wide open.

“… I failed to manage my subordinates properly. I’m sorry, Grand Duke.”

Irda immediately apologized.

It would be a definite loss to let his pride cause further friction with him at this point.

Especially now that he had confirmed that his skills were even greater than he had thought.

What if a battle broke out?

Chaymon and the other members of his faction would escape on their own.

That would leave him with nothing but losses.

Huge losses.

It would be better to avoid a mad dog.

Edan nodded.

“The mood is set.”

He had no intention of actually fighting here.

Even a 7-star knight was a difficult opponent.

Considering the number of knights belonging to Eidan’s faction, if a fight broke out, he would have to risk his life.

Nevertheless, he had acted aggressively from the beginning in order to gain the upper hand.

This was enemy territory.

Once they started to lose ground, there would be no end to it.

So he had to prove himself. He had to prove that he was not an easy target, that he was a mad dog.

Fortunately, Irdan was not stupid. He began to show a more cautious attitude.

“Your answer?”

“…Why are you doing this to me? The Count of Cheiman’s side also…”

“They accepted my demands a long time ago.”

“…!”

Irdan looked at Cheyman and sensed it.

Son of a bitch!

He was definitely the only one who got away.

Cheyman smiled leisurely when he saw Irdan. As expected, it was Irdan who started to attack the Grand Duke.

Whether Irdan agreed or disagreed with what he said, he had nothing to lose.

Of course, he had no intention of helping him.

The more their conflict grew, the more he would benefit.

Chey-man watched the Grand Duke and Ir-dan as if he were an audience member enjoying a fun game.

Meanwhile.

Ir-dan and E-dan’s eyes met.

Should he follow the Grand Duke’s orders?

That madman might actually draw his sword if he opposed him.

‘But I can’t agree either.’

Unlike Cheyman, who had a successor, his faction had nothing to secure its future.

It was a situation where it was difficult to agree or disagree.

Ir-dan was in deep thought.

* *

The knights lined up outside the inner castle.

Their eyes were fixed on the black-clad knights.

The aura emanating from the thirty or so knights was sharper than expected.

It was like a well-sharpened sword.

However.

It couldn’t hold back the Black Knights belonging to the Amelton family.

“Dragon Slayers? What a ridiculous name.”

Someone muttered under their breath.

It was Pons, the deputy commander of the Red Lion Knights.

He had been given a special mission today.

His mission was to crush the spirit of the knights who had come to the enemy camp.

This was an order that had come directly from Count Irdan himself.

As a knight loyal to the count, he had no intention of disobeying the order.

That was the moment.

“What did you just say?”

A harsh voice rang out.

Pons’ eyes lit up when he saw the knight.

Nerian.

He was the commander of the Duke of Dekun’s knights. As one of the six star knights, he was someone who could not be ignored.

Although they were both six stars, Pons was one step ahead of Nerian.

“You’ve been caught.”

Smiling inwardly, he replied confidently.

“What a ridiculous name.”

“How dare you disrespect the Grand Duke?”

“I can’t even speak to myself? And you’re overreacting over something so insignificant?”

A fierce aura rose from Nerian’s body.

The past two weeks.

That was enough time for the Dragon Slayers to be influenced by the Grand Duke.

The same was true for Nerian.

He knew that the author was deliberately picking a fight.

However.

If he stayed here, his lord’s reputation would be damaged.

There were too many eyes watching.

Not only would they be ridiculed, but their lord would also be ridiculed for a long time.

The Grand Duke would not have instructed the Yongsal Dan to endure this situation.

It was just then.

Lawrence, who had been standing quietly among the knights, began to walk toward them. Seeing this, Pons tilted his head.

“He doesn’t look like a knight to me…”

“…Who are you?”

“I am the Grand Duke’s advisor.”

“So?”

“You are the Red Lion Knights. Your name means lion, but your actions are no different from those of a mouse.”

“…What?”

“You said they were no different from mice.”

The faces of the Red Lion Knights turned ugly.

Seeing this, the Yongsa Dan immediately raised their spirits.

Lawrence.

He was a strategist whom the Grand Duke valued highly. There must be a reason why he was acting like that.

The Yongsal Corps guarded Lawrence without hesitation.

“Are you dissatisfied?”

“Ha. Then what?”

“Let’s settle this with action instead of words.”

“Are you asking for a duel?”

“Yes. The loser will kneel down. In front of everyone.”

Pons’s face lit up.

This was the situation he had been hoping for.

Nerian, the commander of the Yongsal Dan, knew that he was not as skilled as him.

“They’re just knights gathered from the Namja and Ja family.”

There was bound to be a difference in skill between them and the elite knights of the Count’s family.

“What will the format be?”

“Three rounds of best of five.”

“We’re near the meeting hall, so we won’t use lethal weapons. The format will be… a series of consecutive wins.”

What Irdan wanted was to crush his pride.

If they used salchow here, it could easily lead to a factional battle with the Southern Alliance.

Therefore, humiliating him was just enough.

If they defeated three knights in a row through a series of victories, the reputation of the Yongsaldan would plummet.

Lawrence nodded at his words.

“Good.”

The knights’ eyes lit up at the sudden decision.

‘Of course, the enemy will win.

Even among the six-star knights, Pons was a renowned knight.

Moreover, he was a knight of the count’s family. Even those from different factions began to secretly root for the Amelton Count’s knights.

After all, it was better for the same branch of the family to win than the grand duke.

Pons stepped forward confidently.

The one who came out to face him was Nerian.

The two drew their swords.

Bang!

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the training ground.

One exchange.

Two exchanges.

As the exchanges continued, Pons’ face began to contort slightly.

“…What is this?”

Nerian.

He knew that Nerian used sword techniques mixed with those of the dragon clan. However, he never imagined that they would be this overwhelming.

Shah!

Sharp sword strikes began to fill the air.

Even while launching a fierce attack, his center of gravity remained firmly planted like a giant tree. Pons began to be pushed back little by little.

“Is he pretending to be pushed back?”

At first, that’s what the knights thought, but after more than ten exchanges, they had no choice but to change their minds.

That was because they could see Pons frantically blocking Nerian’s fierce attacks.

By the time thirty exchanges had passed, his body was covered in wounds.

When fifty exchanges had passed,

a sword was placed in front of his neck.

“Do you admit defeat?”

There were two hundred knights watching.

He had no choice but to admit defeat.

It was a clear defeat.

“I… I lost.”

Oh no!

The famous vice-commander of the Red Knights had been defeated by the commander of the Dragon Slayers?

The knights were stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

Nerian’s eyes lit up.

Pons.

Just two weeks ago, he would never have been able to defeat him.

But now, things were different.

The teachings of the Grand Duke.

Nerian had internalized them completely.

Soon, the second duel began.

Once again, a six-star knight from the Red Lion Knights stepped forward.

However, he was no match for Nerian. Nerian’s breathing technique, which actively incorporated the techniques of the dragon tribe,

was quickly restoring his strength.

Was the knight commander really going to win all three matches?

As everyone swallowed hard, the third duel began.

Everyone rubbed their eyes as even the sixth-rank knight who came out third began to be pushed back in an instant.

Soon, a sword touched the knight’s neck.

“Do you admit defeat?”

“…I am defeated.”

Oh no!

The Red Knight Order has been defeated.

By a single knight, three times in a row.

Lawrence looked at Pons calmly. The vice-commander’s face had long since turned pale.