Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Episode 12

Verification is complete. Welcome to Harun.

Harun, the central estate reached by Kyle through two days of horse riding.

This place had thick double-layered gates in its outer walls, standing several tens of meters apart from each other.

As a result, unlike when he first entered Kyle, Logan had to go through a double check despite showing his identity plaque.

There were legitimate reasons for Haruns strict vigilance.

Buzzing noises filled the air.

A sea of people surged into view as soon as the inner gate opened.

The bustling crowd was complex and peculiar in a different way than Kyle, especially since a significant number of them wore shackles on their limbs.

Move it, you lot!

Dont dawdle!

Crack!

Slaves scattered about, overseer guards wielding whips, and in between them strode individuals with formidable statures and grim expressions, armed with weapons.

Although this was a starkly different sight from a typical estate, it was an all-too-natural scene here.

Indeed

Although it was his first visit in his current life, for Logan, this scene was all too familiar.

Harun was the royal city directly managing the agriculture of the Grandia Plains, the largest granary in the central region.

Originally just an agricultural estate, it gradually earned more peculiar nicknames as slaves to work the vast plains and mercenaries supervising them continued to pour in, beyond its initial intent.

A city of slaves and mercenaries, or the human market.

I first started my mercenary work here in a previous life.

While the landscape of Harun was nostalgically fresh for Logan, much like in Kyle, he had many tasks ahead rather than reminiscing about his past life.

Firstly

The top priority was to find a craftsman capable of making the weapon he had used in his past life.

But even before that

I need to find an instructor. No, a guard now.

The slave market, in the city, was a dangerous place to venture into alone.

Even with Logans confidence in his own strength, he could unexpectedly get struck from behind.

To avoid such nuisances, he needed a guard who could ease that burden.

An instructor as well as a guard. Just the right person comes to mind, but is he here now?

Logans steps, filled with the memories of his past life, led him down the streets he had trodden countless times before.

Click.

Hey, watch where youre going.

What did you say?

A street where those carrying swords or weapons greatly outnumbered the unarmed.

Two burly men collided shoulders and glared at each other.

Watch them eyes.

You best watch your own back.

But after a brief exchange of intimidating words, they turned away, avoiding the flash of dangerous stares from around them.

In Haruns Second Famous Street, Mercenary Street, there was one unwritten rule.

The first to draw a weapon gets lynched.

Simple but effective, this rule maintained the law and order of this dangerous street.

Amidst the unruly yet liberating atmosphere, Logan was drawn to a place where buildings adorned with swords and shields were clustered.

The largest mercenary guild in the Grandia Kingdom, the Harun branch of Teynan.

At a glance, the large first floor looked more than 100 pyeong [Approx. 330 m], bustling with noise loud enough to render the bell at the door pointless.

A guild building crowded with people, hard to believe it was only one of three branches.

Heres a mission to the southern region

First come, first served for the rank B escort mission to the Empire!

Got any missions heading east?

Among the mission boards filled with various requests, the clients in a hurry vocalized theirs, and dozens of mercenaries gathered in front.

Fortunately, Logan spotted his target among them.

Bingo.

It seemed luck was on his side today; he found his recruitment target in the third guild building.

Had the target been away on a far-off mission, he might have considered looking for another mercenary, luckily, he had found the foremost on his recruitment list.

Kai

A grey-haired mercenary, engaged in idle chat with a guild staffer at the counter.

He looked younger than Logan remembered, but the square, stoic face and formidable build were unmistakable. The emerald eyes and the scar on his cheek remained just as Logan had seen in his past life.

Still the same No, this was his prime, indeed.

Though Kai was only a rank A mercenary because he hadnt awakened his Force, his weapon skills and combat prowess were masterful enough for even knights to fall prey if they were careless.

His skill with a variety of weapons, including bows and spears, was second to none, earning him the title of one of the strongest rank A mercenaries.

Furthermore, Kai was in his mid-forties, an experienced mercenary with excellent riding skills.

But his true value arises when he becomes an instructor rather than a mercenary now.

In just about a year from now, after sustaining a serious injury and retiring from active duty, he would form his own mercenary group.

The mercenaries he trained would boast superior skills compared to their peers, embedding the name Kais Mercenary Group in the mercenary world.

Logan of the past life had collaborated with them on several occasions, experiencing their prowess firsthand.

To a man, they attributed their skills to the leader and instructor of the mercenary group, praising Kais teaching abilities.

However, it was said he preferred fighting over teaching before retiring due to his injury.

Ill have to pay a bit more, then.

Regardless, he fit perfectly into the image of the mercenary group Logan envisioned.

Kaisolon?

Kai looked blankly at the young noble who suddenly addressed him.

Not until he verified the crest on Logans armor did he cautiously respond.

Yes, but what of it?

I want to employ you long-term.

This young noble seemed to be just another privileged young master, but at least his intentions would be clear within the mercenary guild, preventing fraud.

Kais eyes shifted to a gaze of interest as he looked back at Logan.

Oh? A long-term contract? Interesting. So, how much are you thinking?

A minimum of one year.

Oh, thats good. Then what would my duties be?

Id like you to take charge of training and educating the C-rank mercenaries well additionally hire.

Training and educating? Are you addressing me?

Kai was baffled. The fancy-noble lad had sought him out an expensive rank A mercenary only to ask him to be an instructor?

A request he had never received before left him with no choice but to heave a sigh.

Im sorry, but Im not sure what youve heard about me. Ive never specifically trained anyone before?

I heard youre quite adept at instructing your comrades when necessary.

Who told you that Hrmph. I have given some advice to young ones, thinking it might help us on missions, but thats all, nothing formal