Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

We did it! We did it! Weve won!

Among those who shouted with joy, Logan was undoubtedly the most ecstatic one. Having miraculously survived what he thought would be his second and last end in his returned life, he almost seemed to be flying up to the heavens as he jumped and screamed with excitement, until the awkwardness began to creep into the gazes of the allies who had collapsed from exhaustion and were watching him.

Young master. Seeing you have so much energy left, it seems we could have won the battle easily even if you had fought.

Ah Hmm, of course! It was a war we were bound to win anyway!

They all snickered at his nonsense, truly feeling the war was finally over.

But, young master. Did you anticipate this incident?

At Heinkes question, all eyes shifted to Logan.

Did he foresee the kings death?

It was a question that could be interpreted in a very dangerous way; consequently, Logan immediately shook his head.

No, thats not it. Just

Scanning his surroundings with an exaggerated sigh, Logan smiled bitterly.

My strategy failed, but it was fortune that helped us. Once more, I apologize to everyone.

Ah

Heinkels stunned expression seemed to spread like an infection to the thousands of people present.

* * * Logans honest(?) acknowledgment stirred various reactions.

Well, the young master is only human after all.

Mistakes can happen.

In any case, we won.

While most were still loyal supporters.

Its good that it turned out well

We nearly ruined the family

A somewhat negative perception of Logan inevitably formed among a few.

And Logan simply accepted this fact with a smile.

Its a hundred times better than rumors spreading that I was in any way connected to the kings death.

If the announcement of the kings death had come on the same day as in his previous life, he would have claimed he didnt deploy his prepared strategy because everything went smoothly.

The fact that the incident happened a few days later and was concluded with only this much damage and a few rumors was a true stroke of luck.

Of course, not everyone believed his excuse.

Did you really not know?

Pardon?

I mean, did you have the kings death in mind when you planned this operation?

When his father spoke up with a scant retinue of guards and most of the army had begun to rest, Logan could not simply gloss over the question.

Yes.

Could there be some connection to this matter?

He could clearly see his fathers face turn rigid at his answer.

The conversation was far too heavy, and such suspicions had to be decisively rooted out from the start.

Absolutely not! I simply received some unfortunate news through top secret sources from my master and contemplated how best to utilize that information. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Huh again the Sword Master, huh

When his father let out a sigh of recognition, Logan internally apologized to his master once again for using him as an excuse.

But this time his father did not let it go just like that.

It was still a reckless move. If the dates had been even slightly off, everything could have ended. You are aware of that, arent you?

Yes. I deeply regret my mistake.

Well, its possible to make mistakes when youre young. Luckily things turned out well this time, but be more careful and considerate in the future. And consult with others.

Yes, I understand.

Good. Thats settled then.

The conversation between father and son ended with a smile, but as Logan turned away, he couldnt smile as freely.

That last exchange with his father was truly heartfelt.

No matter how good the opportunity was, he recognized, amidst a bitter sense of despair, that acting based on information from a past life was far too dangerous.

Reality has changed a lot because of me, and I have been far too complacent.

The future will change even more. From now on, Ill only use the information from the past life as a reference. I must not engage in such gambles again.

Logan firmly etched this thought into his heart.

* * * The news of the kings demise was also a mandatory summon for all nobility to the capital.

As such, McLean himself, if no one else, must rush to the capital due to his formal title along with Padrick.

However, the lord could not immediately leave the new territory with completely destroyed walls.

After all, no one would fault a baron from the remote frontiers for arriving a bit late to the national funeral. We dont belong to any political faction anyway.

Despite a slightly painful twist to his words, Logans point had its merit.

He and Padrick decided to first carry out some basic post-battle recovery efforts.

They hurriedly gathered the remains of the fallen soldiers to send them back with the injured to town.

After requesting the delivery of food and other supplies from town, the remaining forces began to rebuild the walls of the Tomodo Castle.

After all, the villagers nearby couldnt be mobilized immediately, having lived in terror of war without even stepping out of their homes for nearly a week.

Naturally, the first to be mobilized were the exhausted mages from the golem tower.

Master, Im really going to die at this rate.

Grik, who was pale from fatigue, complained.

Even if they used magic stones to operate the golems, it wasnt the case that no personal mana was consumed.

The mana of Grik, a mere 3rd circle mage, had already bottomed out a long time ago.

Not to mention that besides the golems, he was also using all sorts of auxiliary magic. At this point, Grik truly seemed to have reached his limit.

These past few days were perhaps the most brutal period of his life as a mage.

From the beginning of the war, he started on tunneling works and then stayed up all night to dig moats and connect them to waterways.

After collapsing from exhaustion, he relied on collapse scrolls and related magics to destroy the walls, working non-stop for five days on magic circles.

Just when there seemed a day to rest, he was immediately tasked with wall construction again.

Why destroy them if youre just going to ask me to rebuild them!

Grik wasnt spouting nonsense just because he was a mage with nothing in his head; it was simply that much of a grievance.

I thought training would be comfortable once I became independent with the tower! What is this? Its even busier!

While Clayton tried hard to ignore his disciples pleading, Griks words made him flinch.

Clayton reluctantly turned around to soothe his disciple but then

If I had time to train, I would have reached higher realms by now. What kind of hard labor is this Huh? What?

Huh?

Woom.