I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 78

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (79)

Just hearing his voice sent a chill down my spine. Soon, a figure began to walk toward the grand hall.

The nobles who saw the young man began to murmur.

“Who is that?”

“He looks familiar…”

Meanwhile, Elena…

“…Teron?”

She recognized her younger brother at once.

And she couldn’t help but flinch.

Teron Ardan.

He had always been cold toward those around him since he was a child. But the atmosphere he was exuding now…

“…It’s not just that.”

It was as if his heart had completely frozen, and there was not even a hint of a smile on his lips.

He had changed.

It was impossible to pinpoint exactly what it was, but it was clear that something had changed. Soon, the Third Prince and the Grand Prince looked at each other.

Ethan also noticed the change in him at a glance.

Theron Ardan.

He was now completely hostile toward him.

It was obvious from the aura emanating from his body.

His attitude was completely different from his previous life.

“Long time no see, Teron.”

“Yeah. It’s been nine years.”

“The coming-of-age ceremony is already over.”

“No. Who decided that?”

Teron smiled coldly.

Soon, black flames began to rise from the boy’s sword.

“Hah.”

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Ethan let out a hollow laugh when he saw it. At first glance, the flames looked like black flames.

But they weren’t black flames.

They were merely flames that had twisted like snakes, completely mangled and torn apart.

The audience gasped in shock at the sight of Teron’s sword.

The nobles of the Fifth Branch were no exception.

Blood-red?

The black flames Teron was displaying now couldn’t be described as such.

It looked as if completely black flames were rising.

The deeper the achievement of black flame, the more the color of the flames gradually turns black.

Considering that,

“…Overwhelming.”

It was not an exaggeration to say that Teron’s achievement was overwhelming.

The appearance of a new rival.

The audience’s eyes lit up at the sight.

The Grand Prince, who had produced pure white flames.

And the Third Prince, who was spewing flames that were darker than anyone else’s.

The Flowering Ceremony, whose outcome had been clear, was now so chaotic that it was impossible to predict what would happen next.

Ethan looked at Teron.

The ragged flames alone were enough to make him angry.

But what made him even more furious was that

Teron’s pupils, which had been staring intently at him, began to slowly narrow like the pupils of a bright yellow snake.

It was as if he was looking at the eyes of a dragon he had fought in a previous life.

“…What the hell have you been learning?”

“I’ve learned a lot. And the master of this family has already been decided. It’s me.”

The guy’s eyes were already filled with madness. Teron’s figure suddenly became blurry.

Soon, he started charging toward them. Ethan looked at Teron’s flames.

The flames were ragged, but the power within them was so great that even he could not easily underestimate it.

Ethan released three rings without hesitation.

Not only did his physical restraints fall away, but explosive mana began to flow from his heart. Piercingly white flames dyed his great sword.

Bang!

White flame and black flame.

The two forces collided, spewing sparks toward each other.

Everyone in the stands widened their eyes.

The black flame revealed by the Third Prince.

It was 3 meters tall.

Quality and quantity.

Both were astonishingly powerful.

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In contrast, the white flame revealed by the Grand Prince barely covered the blade of his sword.

Nevertheless,

the white flame did not yield an inch to the black flame. Rather, the Grand Prince’s white flame was completely overwhelming Teron’s black flame.

This was clear just from the sight of the two swords clashing.

Every time the white flame and black flame collided, the color of the black flame began to gradually turn gray.

“…Is that the power of the white flame?”

The black flame displayed by the Third Prince was not the kind of technique that a mere successor would be able to show.

The completely blackened flames were reminiscent of the black flames of the previous duke.

Not only was he easily repelling the attack, but he was actually pushing the Three Princes back!

White flames.

This was proof that the story of the first lord was not a lie.

Ethan, who was clashing swords with Teron, tilted his head.

“How did he gather such negative emotions?”

The flames on Teron’s sword were filled with so much negativity that it would not be surprising if he had completely fallen into darkness.

Teron was eighteen years old.

It was nearly impossible to accumulate such emotions at that age.

Did he return to the past like me?

If not, then…

“…The Seven Houses of the Kingdom.”

Unless one of the seven houses did something underhanded.

“His sword technique is similar to that of the Destruction Dragon.”

No matter how I looked at it, the third one seemed to be connected to the Dragon Clan.

His previous life.

Teron, one of his two younger brothers who had stood in front of him to protect him even as he was being devoured by the Dragon Clan.

Memories of him flashed through his mind.

He felt dirty.

Very dirty.

He looked at Teron.

His eyes were completely wild as he swung his sword madly.

The Destruction Dragon.

They were like that too.

It was as if the image of them rushing forward like beasts, surrendering themselves to their instincts, was superimposed on Teron.

“Brother.”

“Die!”

“Let’s fight first.”

A club was the only thing that worked on a mad dog that wouldn’t listen.

He was fighting hard, but with each successive sword strike, Teron was being pushed further into the corner.

The audience watched the duel between the two men, unable to even swallow their saliva.

The achievements of the Three Princes were far beyond their imagination.

“…At that level, he must be at least a 7-star knight.”

Even at his minimum, Teron’s skill was evident.

But what was even more astonishing was

the sight of the Grand Prince effortlessly pushing Teron back.

His swordplay was picture-perfect.

The black flames he had claimed were his own corruption were being purified, making him look almost like a holy knight.

“It is being purified.”

If he clashed swords with him about thirty more times, he would be able to purify the flames that were making him rampage to a certain extent.

By then, the third prince’s mind would have returned to normal.

That was when it happened.

Someone burst into the training ground. Their movements were so stealthy and fast that even Ethan’s senses could barely detect them.

“What is this?”

They had joined the fight without saying a word, so they had no excuse even if they died.

After calculating the angle at which they would be unable to dodge the faint movements,

He immediately thrust his broadsword forward.

Clang!

He felt a heavy impact.

It was armor.

Armor imbued with so much mana that even white flames couldn’t cut through it.

As soon as the figure burst in, Teron fell silent as if he had encountered an ally.

“Stop. Grand Duke.”

“Who are you?”

It was the moment he asked the question.

A voice mixed with horror erupted from the audience.

“…Oh my god!”

“It’s Count Marek!”

The House of Leysian.

It was the head of the seven royal families and had rapidly risen to become the kingdom’s most renowned swordsmanship family after the fall of the House of Ardan.

The one who blocked the Grand Duke’s sword was none other than Count Marek, the commander of the Duke’s knights.

He was a knight known to have reached the level of a transcendent knight of the Ten.

It was as if a giant among giants had appeared.

Even within the House of Laysian, it was said that only the Duke himself could move Count Marek.

But the big shot wasn’t the only one who showed up. The person who appeared next was also enough to surprise everyone.

It was someone from the Agiles family, known for their black magic.

“…The Black Mage?”

He was a skilled knight who could be called an 8th-rank master.

Though not as solid a second-in-command as Count Marek, it was clear that the Agiles family had exerted influence in the personnel assignments.

“Who are you?”

“The House of Leysian believes that this Flowering Ceremony is unjust. The letter only arrived two weeks ago. It was held in an overly rushed timeframe, leaving the Three Princes no time to prepare.”

“The House of Agiles feels the same way.”

The black mage who had followed Count Marek repeated the words as if he were a parrot.

“Huh.”

It was as if a bunch of thugs had suddenly burst in. He looked at Count Marek.

The man was staring at him with a very calm expression.

“This guy is called a transcendent being?”

Ethan chuckled.

If that guy was a true transcendent being, he wouldn’t have even noticed them when they burst in.

Those who had surpassed the wall possessed that kind of strength.

He was not a transcendent being.

His true strength was only at the beginning level of a 9th-rank superhuman in his previous life.

However.

“He has a lot of mana.”

The amount of mana itself was enormous.

It was so huge that it felt similar to the mana he had when he crossed the wall of transcendence in his previous life.

The reason why he was treated as a 10th-rank knight was probably because of his ocean-like amount of mana.

Can I beat him?

Ethan pondered for a moment.

He had already liberated his illusions long ago. That meant he couldn’t draw any more mana.

“This will be difficult.”

Even if he had his illusions in their original, unliberated state, it would still be difficult to defeat that guy.

Nine stars.

Those called superhumans were not mere scum.

“Once I surpass the cycle and reach the stage of blossoming.”

If he could gather six or more Hwan, he might be able to completely crush him, but…

“It’s different from my previous life.”

The Kingdom of Seven.

In his previous life, there were almost no one as powerful as him.

But now, it was different.

If the second strongest member of the Laysian Duke’s family had reached the level of a superhuman…

“The first one might be a true transcendent.”

Why did they say there were beings called 11-star and 12-star?

Such beings might have crossed the wall of transcendence or be trying to cross it.

The changed world was quite mysterious.

Ethan asked them.

“So?”

“Due to the tight schedule, the Three Princes were exhausted, both physically and mentally. They were unable to show their true strength. Therefore, Bio insists that the Flowering Ceremony be held again.”

Marek looked at the Grand Prince.

The Seven Families of the kingdom had invested heavily in Teron for the Flowering Ceremony.

The Three Princes.

It was to make him the most powerful prince with overwhelming abilities.

It took nine years of preparation.

Recently, the second prince had been showing his talent, but even after hearing that, they had invested so much that they felt hope instead of alarm.

The result was below expectations.

“He’s strong.”

Even Marek had to admit that the Grand Prince had exceptional talent, given his speed of growth and strength.

This was precisely why the two dukes, who were the representative families of the 7th family, had intervened.

If things continued this way, not only would Teron’s black flame be purified by the Grand Prince’s white flame, but it would be completely destroyed.

This was an unacceptable outcome for the Seven Families of the kingdom.

“What the hell did you do to my brother?”

“I merely taught him the secrets.”

Marek’s calm reply.

With that, Ethan’s course of action was decided.

“He had such a sharp gaze.”

This was perfect.

If he had backed down because his opponent was strong, he would never have had the chance to cross swords with the Dragon Lord.

Therefore, backing down because Marek was strong was

not an option for Ethan.

“Hey.”

“…?”

“Go to hell.”

Bang!

The moment the swords clashed.

The spectators in the stands widened their eyes.

Count Marek.

Because his sword, which had parried the Great Prince’s white flame, was enveloped in a black flame that looked like black flames.