Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Finally, it opens.

How long has it been?

Will we reach a conclusion?

Buzzing voices fill the air.

One of Grand Castles conference halls, reserved for aristocratic discussions that shaped the history of the Grandia Kingdom, was abuzz with an unusually large crowd.

For the past 2-3 centuries, only high-ranking nobles of count level and above were allowed to attend the Grand Noblesse. However, following an unexpected national funeral, its doors were opened to all aristocrats.

With all the nobility gathered, the turnout was extremely high, so much so that even simple entry and seating arrangements were expected to take a significant amount of time.

As a result, it was not until two hours past the official start time that the presiding officer finally picked up the gavel.

Bang. Bang. Bang!

The Grand Noblesse will commence shortly. Please take your seats, ladies and gentlemen of the nobility.

In the conference room, arranged like the fan-shaped seating of a colosseum around the platform, the nobility was mostly divided to the left and right according to the allegiance suggested by the two men seated directly in front of the presiding minister, uncannily alike in appearance.

Despite the absence of outright brawls or outcries, a sinister atmosphere filled the space.

Unfortunately, His Majesty King Samuel von Grandia the First has passed away without designating a successor. Hence, it is now our duty, in this very chamber, to decide upon the heir that will shape this nations future. Please speak up openly if you have any opinions.

With those words from Prime Minister Pluto Levine, the meeting hall became even noisier than the busiest of city marketplaces.

Surely Prince Rohiter should

Obviously, it should be Prince Romain, shouldnt it!

What nonsense!

Immediate high-pitched exchanges turned the conference hall into a scene of chaos.

Padric MacLaine and a minority of neutral nobles watched the factional nobles with darkened expressions.

Logan also couldnt hide his tension as he carefully observed the movements of the nobles.

I heard about it, but its even more chaotic than expected. There dont seem to be any variables

Even though the gathered nobility might have guessed it, they understood that this meeting wouldnt conclude within a day.

In Logans previous life, this meeting had escalated to a brawl on the third day when Viscount Haile Teratt, belonging to the faction of the first prince, provocatively raised his middle finger towards Jordan Valtermayn.

That was the spark that created an uncontrollable melee involving even the superhumans, leading to the civil wars outset.

This incident would later be known as the Finger that Ruined the Nation.

Haile Teratt, the main provocateur, would be cursed by the people of Grandia for generations.

With this atmosphere, it would have happened regardless of who started it.

Even if the meeting continued without a brawl, whoever was chosen as the successor would not be peacefully accepted by the opposing side.

Considering the current mood, a civil war seemed inevitable.

I dont need to interfere for that to happen. But

He knew that the civil war, which began with a mere brawl, would start its first battle only a month or two later, once both sides were prepared.

If the events carried on as he remembered, without any unexpected variables.

Bifrost could destroy us during the civil wars preparation period.

It was crucial that he provoked an immediate civil war, before either side had time to prepare.

As Logans gaze swept over the squabbling princes and landed on a noble initiating his own speech on the stage.

Count Larry Clete

Since when have we abandoned the principle of primogeniture to dredge up stale customs? Moreover, when theyre only months apart in age, it all comes down to capability. In that regard, I believe His Highness Romain, who has provided solutions to the trade issues with the Empire, is the rightful choice to become King!

Correct!

Uuuuuh!

The responses to each statement were sharply divided.

Although one might expect Count Larry Cletes complexion to change, he only smiled, focusing on the supporters of the second prince.

Although he himself had tumbled from the position of Finance Minister down to a mere scribe, his household had held the position of lead minister of one of the nine major divisions of the kingdom for four consecutive generations still a household of considerable influence among the capitals nobility.

Furthermore, if the second prince became king, that would extend to five generations of holding that influential position.

Id be replacing that lucky, talentless Falun Davis.

Count Larry fervently supported Prince Romain of the second princes faction.

As the cheers from the second princes party grew louder and the jeering from the first princes party intensified, only Larry fixated on the second prince, incessantly flashing smiles.

Observing him from afar, Logan couldnt help but scoff.

To think hed later switch sides to the first prince Maintaining his position even when occupied by the Empire.

Even though Logan was far from feeling the persuasive power of those flattering, empty words, that man had proven his skill in flattery through his survival through both the civil war and the Empires war.

In his past life, he was ranked ninth on the hit list of the Grandia Liberation Front, codenamed Parasite.

This time, let us meet a little sooner, Sir Parasite.

It was Logan, in his former life, who had ultimately severed the mans tenacious lifeline.

* * * The first days meeting ended as the two factions merely raised their voices against each other.

When the noise exceeded reason, Prime Minister Pluto declared the meeting adjourned, and naturally, it was postponed to the following day.

The next day.

As Larry Clete was entering the meeting hall, he accidentally brushed shoulders with Logan.

Ugh!

Thud.

Oh, my apologies. Are you alright?

What are you doing?! Cant you look where youre going?

I apologize for my mistake.

As Logan politely helped the fallen Larry to his feet, he bowed again. Little did anyone notice, a ring worn by Logan had inflicted a nearly imperceptible scratch on Larrys shoulder.

The resumed meeting saw yet another few fruitless hours of back-and-forth arguments.

His Highness Romain has shown interest and achievement in numerous aspects of state governance. It is only right that he

Mid-speech, praising the second prince as he had the day before, Larry Clete suddenly stopped.

It is only right that he uh, blood? What is this all of a sudden ugh!

Crash!

Larry, attempting to stem a sudden nosebleed, suddenly flipped his eyes back and collapsed backward, tumbling down from the stage.

Count?!