Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

What kind of nonsense is that!

Bang!

The interior of the Bifrost barracks, erected on one side of the central front, was turned upside down.

Despite the beet-red Roger Bifrost shouting at the top of his lungs, his subordinates could only bow their heads without a word in response.

What the hell are the Ferretas doing?!

Its just that weve received word that the castle has fallen before the Ferretas forces could even set out.

Grrr. Rendor, that stupid fool!

Swearing at his late subordinate in front of the others was out of character for him.

It only proved how greatly he was shocked.

At least the Lords and Princes have managed to escape safely. Theyre on their way here now

Is that whats important right now? My castle! My land has fallen into the hands of the McLeans!

Roger Bifrost continued to scream, completely oblivious to the changing expressions of his subordinates.

Were going back now! Ill catch those bastards, rip them apart, and kill them for daring to touch my ground!

His anger, which he had been suppressing in the face of the inevitable, erupted without filter.

Prepare to return to the army! The matters of my domain come first! I must reclaim my land. I will speak to His Grace the Duke myself.

Given the situation, Duke Yordan Valtermine would no longer have grounds to hold him back.

In fact, given his own previous words, he would be more inclined to offer help.

Roger Bifrost hoped for this.

But the reality was different from his expectations.

Impossible.

The words of the gray-haired giant remained the same as before.

Roger Bifrost could not help but distort his face in a ghastly manner.

My land! My base has been attacked by barbaric scoundrels! Why isnt it possible?!

The forces on the central front are currently evenly matched. And in this situation, youre talking about withdrawing Bifrosts troops? Are you saying your land is more important than the greater cause?

No, thats not what I mean. If my territory is safe, my army can join the cause without any trouble! Moreover, those madmen ignored His Excellencys warning. If we leave them be

We wont leave them be.

Yes?

A spark of hope fleeting briefly, but the following response didnt satisfy Roger Bifrost.

After the cause is over, I will personally take their lives.

Your Grace!

Towards Roger Bifrosts resentful gaze, Yordan replied with a cold laugh.

But before that, we will send them a message to join our faction.

What kind of?

Then bring them to this front and use them as cannon fodder. That should do, right? There will be no right of refusal for those madmen who ignored my warning.

Ah

There was no right of refusal for Roger Bifrost either.

However, the madmen had another choice.

[If you threaten us like this, we will have no choice but to lean towards the First Prince.]

The regent of the McLean family replied with a smile.

The lord was nowhere to be seen, and that bastard son was spinning round and round with a grin.

His expression was inscrutably calm.

Duke Yordan Valtermines face was distorted with embarrassment before his subordinates.

Do you realize that youre ignoring my warning and now even my advisement? Youre rejecting the will of His Majesty Lomein, the future King of this nation?

While his tone remained calm, his surroundings felt the eruption of a volcano, pressing down around them.

Roger Bifrost, as well as his vassals, stepped back, dripping with cold sweat, but such intensity couldnt reach beyond the communication device.

[I am well aware that Im overstepping. But Your Excellency, our feud with Bifrost goes way back, long before. Its not out of disrespect for His Grace or His Majesty Lomein.]

Then prove it. Lead your troops to the front and make your mark. Then, both my wrath and the princes will spare you.

[I regret that its not possible.]

Bang!

[Hmm? Theres a strange noise. Is the connection bad?]

The explosion beneath Yordans feet quieted the surroundings even further, but the red-headed correspondent merely maintained a mocking demeanor.

Hes testing our patience.

In the wake of the increasingly sharp aura, Roger Bifrost forced a weak smile.

But there was not a flicker of perturbation from the other side.

[I intend to remain neutral according to my mentors will. My loyalty to the royal house is unchanging, so please do not doubt my heart over a dispute born from the grievances of our houses.]

Impertinent fool! How could you say!

Your Excellency! The forces of the First Princes faction are on the move!

Whether it was good or bad timing, the knight bursting through the door with news from the front was immediately met with a wave of murderous intent, turning pale.

[You seem busy, take care of your duties.]

The casual voice of Logan coming through the device only intensified Yordans fury.

Even if it means taking a loss, Ill have to cut off your lineage. That seems better for morale.

[Can you afford such a loss? Ive heard the front is on tightrope. I believe youre not one to be unable to suppress a minor rage.]

Hmph Thunderous fool. You will soon realize what youve done. It will be too late for regrets.

[Well see about that]

Crackle.

Yordan Valtermine cut off the connection with a stern face and then yelled at the surroundings, grinding his teeth.

What are you waiting for! Prepare to march! Well crush the forces of the First Princes faction first!

Yes!

Once all of the nobles scattered from the barracks,

The Duke gestured to his aide with a cold voice.

Quietly call for Ill assign a few more men to take care of that insolent brat from earlier

The order, issued with an even deeper intent to kill than before, was met with a stiff nod from the aide.

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Huah. Its over.

But, my prince. Is this really alright? After all, hes a duke, and a suprahuman at that