I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 7

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (7)

A week had passed since he woke up here. During that time, Ethan had been continuing his training with Myers.

“Brother! I’m doing pretty well lately, aren’t I?”

Myers, holding a wooden shield, said confidently.

Smack!

He hit the guy’s head with a wooden sword.

“Don’t get cocky. You still have a long way to go.”

He said that, but Ethan was secretly impressed by the boy’s progress.

Even though he didn’t use mana, the strike that pierced the opening was powerful enough to make even an average knight struggle to block it.

It was an attack that reflected his own real-life experience.

“He’s starting to block it after only a week?”

Moreover, perhaps because of his large size, his muscles were growing rapidly just from eating well and training hard.

“He’s got the basics down.”

Ethan looked at Myers.

“How much do you know about your family’s vision?”

“Nothing. Not only me, but my sister and second brother don’t know either.”

“Then what did you learn about mana breathing?”

“Just what the knights of our family practice.”

“Have you finished Gongmyung?”

“Not yet…”

“You’ve been playing around a lot.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Never mind. From now on, I will teach you a new breathing technique. Use that to fill your mana hole again.” “Huh?”

Black Flame Breath.

This is the Ardan Duke’s vision breathing technique. By using your breath to accumulate mana and completing all four steps, you can completely change the nature of mana itself.

The family named mana that had undergone such a transformation Black Flame.

This was because its form changed to black flames.

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Igniting Black Flame in one’s flesh.

This was a process that must be achieved in order to be recognized as the true heir to the family.

All of the lords who ruled the Duke’s family for the past two hundred years were knights who had successfully produced Black Flame.

Furthermore, the ten secret techniques passed down in the Duke’s family are all techniques that utilize Black Flame.

The breathing techniques taught to ordinary knights of the family cannot produce Black Flame.

So what can be done?

There is no choice but to abandon the mana accumulated over time and start gathering it again.

“From now on, I will teach you the breathing technique known as the Black Flame Breath.”

Ethan’s words made Myers’ eyes widen.

Even though the vision had been severed, he was not unaware of its name.

This was especially true for breathing techniques, which were the foundation of all the secret techniques of his family.

“The Black Flame Breath… Isn’t that a breathing technique that has been lost?”

“That’s right.”

“How did you…”

“It’s one of the techniques I restored before I fell.”

“I understand! If you teach me, I’ll study really hard! I’ll even give up all the mana I’ve accumulated so far!”

“Of course you should. How much do you know about the Black Flame Breath?”

“I’ve only looked at the remaining documents… I know that there are four stages. Was it resonance, sowing, circulation, and blossoming?”

“You know the names. You know the first stage, Resonance, right?”

At those words, Myers scowled as if he felt wronged.

“Huh! Even though I’ve been playing around, how could I not know about Resonance, which all knights have to go through? It’s the process of filling the hall with mana.”

“Really.”

Is there anyone else in the world who can explain resonance so simply?

He was very simple-minded in his previous life, and it seemed that this life was no different.

“…You vibrate the mana hole to match the waves of the mana in the atmosphere. That’s how you gather mana.”

“…I know. That’s a simplified explanation. It’s true.”

It was obvious when he lied.

“Let’s say that’s true. Anyway, resonance is easy. As you said, this is a process that all knights go through. However, sowing is different.”

Sowing, circulation, and flowering.

These three processes were unique to the Black Flame family and could not be found in other families.

“Sowing is literally the process of sowing seeds.”

“Sowing seeds?”

To be precise, it was the process of planting seeds called the essence of fire into the mana hole.

Myers nodded at his words.

“Planting the essence of fire… is it similar to sowing seeds, literally?”

“That’s right.”

“How do you plant it?”

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“Fill the hole with mana, then compress it while thinking of it as flames, and compress it again. When you condense it into a tiny ball like a seed, it becomes the essence of fire.”

“…It really works?”

“Yes, it really does.”

It was a method proven by countless ancestors.

There was no way it wouldn’t work.

“The Black Flame Breath will help with the process. However, you need strong conviction during this process.”

“Conviction?”

“You have to repeat the thought of compressing flames, not mana. You have to believe it completely.”

“Isn’t that almost like self-hypnosis?”

“It’s similar. Without this conviction, even with the help of breathing techniques, the essence of fire will not be properly instilled.” “That’s difficult.”

Meyers scratched his head.

Would it be easy to think of mana as flames and believe in it with all his heart?

It was obvious that it wouldn’t be.

Then, an idea popped into Myers’ head.

“Then wouldn’t it be easier to use magic? There are types of magic that can show illusions or hallucinations, right?”

“If you use such a shortcut, you won’t be able to awaken pure black flame. You’ll only be able to spew out half-baked black flame forever. Is that what you want?”

“No! If I’m going to use it, it has to be the best!”

“Right?”

“Yes!”

He patted the youngest’s head. As a member of the family, he had a very clear way of thinking.

If they were going to use it, it had to be the best.

Ethan thought the same.

“Then what about the cycle?”

“I’ll tell you when you reach the sowing stage. Remember, don’t think of the first stage, the resonance process, as gathering mana. Think of it as gathering flames. That way, you’ll be able to pass the sowing stage more easily.”

“Got it!”

“I’ll recite the incantation, so start right now.”

At those words, Myers crossed his legs. Mana flowed out of his body.

He began to discard the mana he had accumulated without hesitation.

“Empty yourself and fill yourself with flames.”

With his eyes tightly closed, Myers imagined flames.

Ethan Ardan.

The dazzling, scorching flames that completely incinerated his eldest brother’s enemy.

“That’s it.”

Those words gave Myers courage. The mana he had discarded was replaced by fiery mana that would become the foundation of black flames.

Myers fell into a trance as he repeatedly recited the incantation for the breathing technique.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark sky had brightened.

Mana with new properties was rippling in his mana hole.

“Well done.”

“Thank you, brother!”

“If you train like this for about two months, you will completely reach the stage of resonance.”

“Yes! I’ll do my best.”

“Rest for today. We have somewhere to go tomorrow.”

The two entered the annex. Returning to his room, Ethan looked at his wrist.

“The resonance in this area is complete.”

The wrist was the part of the body most used when wielding a sword.

That was why he had worked on it first. Now that the resonance in this area was complete, it was time to move on to the next stage: sowing.

Hundreds of mana holes.

What would happen if he planted the seeds of fire in all of these mana holes?

It would be much more precise and efficient than controlling his body through a single mana hole.

The mana flowing from his abdomen would reach the desired area faster than the mana flowing from nearby.

“In my previous life, I only used one mana hole…”

Now, there was no need for that.

The mana holes had burst open and were naturally ready.

The most important thing needed to control hundreds of mana holes was overwhelming talent.

If his mana control or combat sense was even slightly lacking, the process of controlling numerous mana holes would become cumbersome.

Of course, this was not the case for Ethan.

He closed his eyes.

The essence of fire began to form in the small mana hole on his wrist.

*

The next morning.

Ethan, who had been sitting cross-legged, stood up.

He had already gone through this process once.

Doing it twice was not difficult. The essence, compressed and compressed again, was firmly lodged near his wrist, emitting intense heat.

Ethan left the room and had breakfast with Myers.

After eating a hearty breakfast, he immediately called Hans.

“You called, Grand Duke!”

“I have somewhere to go.”

“Just tell me where, and I’ll take you there right away.”

Hans rubbed his hands together.

‘This guy won’t starve to death anywhere.’

The guy had ears that could hear exactly what he wanted to hear.

“Where is the hideout of those guys we met last time?”

“Ah! Are you talking about those thugs? They are located in the center of the village. Would you like to leave now?”

“Yes.”

He followed Hans with Myers. Soon, a fairly large village came into view.

“That big building over there is the headquarters of those punks. According to rumors, the guy they call Big Brother knows how to use mana.” “Mana?”

“Yes, that’s what I heard.”

“Okay, Myers.”

“Yes, brother.”

“Go destroy that place.”

There was no better first real-life opponent than these guys to use the skills he had learned so far.

They used various weapons such as daggers and clubs, and with attacks coming from all sides, he couldn’t let his guard down.

“Got it, brother!”

Meyers, armed with a wooden shield and a wooden sword, kicked open the entrance with a flourish.

Bang!

A loud noise echoed, and the nearby walls shook.

“What the hell! Who the hell are you…?”

“Isn’t that the youngest prince?”

The thugs tilted their heads in confusion.

The youngest prince, Myers.

He was one of the gang members here and a close friend of the older brothers.

It was too unexpected to see him kicking down the door in broad daylight.

“Come on, you bastards!”

Meyers shouted, banging his wooden sword on the shield.

“…Who gave the prince daytime alcohol?”

“That’s your older brother’s job, isn’t it? He’s recovering right now, so why did you give him alcohol?”

Before they could finish their conversation, Myers rushed toward the men.

Pah!

“Aah!”

One of the thugs was hit by the wooden sword and collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

Myers was a strong man.

Even with his full strength behind it, the wooden sword couldn’t be stopped.

“Damn it!”

“Subdue him!”

The thugs pulled out clubs and surrounded Myers.

There were more than ten of them on the first floor alone.

Even after forming a circle, there were still men left. Their eyes naturally shifted toward Ethan and Hans.

“What are you guys doing?”

Five thugs with fierce expressions began to approach them, swaying their bodies.

Hans cautiously grabbed Ethan’s sleeve.

“Your Highness?”

Ethan smiled slightly and threw a punch at the thug approaching him.

Explosive power flowed from the essence of fire on his wrist.

Even though he hit him much lighter than before…

Pah!

Bang!

With a single punch, one thug was thrown against the wall.

“Don’t worry about me, just fight him.”

“……”

Bang!

The second sound erupted.

“Heeek!”

The thugs hurriedly looked at Myers. They would rather fight a human than a monster.

Ethan quietly began watching Myers’ first real battle.