Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 146

In the northern part of McLaine, an entire corner of a nameless mountain crumbled away, transforming into the figure of a massive golem.

Thud. Thud.

The golem, easily thirty meters in height, left deep footprints in the field as it approached, its powerful presence overwhelming all who watched.

Its impressive stride ceased upon reaching a specific location, where it collapsed into rubble.

Crash.

There, a dozen or so more rounds like this and well have enough earth and stone to build a fortress. Put your back into it, mage.

Heh. Hehehe.

Clayton laughed with a touch of madness in response to the dwarven miners jest, likely because he had heard the same comment ten times over.

By his reasoning, the mounds of earth and stone already seemed sufficient to build a fortress, but he couldnt ignore the words of an expert.

Thus, with the power amplified from obtaining the top-grade artifact, Clayton managed to move an entire ridgeline in one day a feat that sent many rushing towards the piled earth and stone.

The Master has the artifact, but why must we

Its a priceless treasure, they say.

So why are we?

Well, it does feel like more toil than before, even though he settled here for our sake.

Brothers! Are you not working?! Keep this up, and Ill tell the Master!!

While Greck and Enan grumbled, they jumped at the sharp voice that cut through from behind them.

Ria?!

Oh, when did you arrive, our Ria. Ah. Haha.

Victoria, the new disciple who joined after their arrival in this territory, had formed a bond with them since the days of the Tower of Earth.

The young girls cuteness and genius endeared her not only to her Master but also to all her senior peers.

Ive been watching you all along! I could really

Even her threatening posture with her hands on her hips was adorable.

Yet the threat of invoking their Master was enough to instill fear in Greck and Enan, who pointed in unison to the front without any delay.

See! Look! My golem!

Me too! Im working harder than anyone!

They were filled with a sense of injustice, and for good reason. Greck, who had just entered the 4th Circle, commanded a golem over five meters tall, shoveling earth, and Enan, now at the 3rd Circle, was doing the same with a nearly three-meter tall golem.

Even as they bantered, their golems worked autonomously, showcasing the demeanor expected of Claytons top disciples.

They were well aware that the downfall of McLaine would spell disaster for them as well, and they werent simply wasting time with complaints.

Unfortunately for them, their excuses did not convince Victoria.

Why not use other spells?! The others are struggling!

Well, you see, our realm has only recently advanced, so

Its difficult to control the golems

She made a face as if to threaten them, when a nearly two-meter tall golem, one of three she commanded, continued to work behind her despite only having 2nd Circle mana.

Right, I used golem magic even at the 1st Circle. Normally, it shouldnt be possible.

To think she has become this adept so soon

The situation was frustrating, but they couldnt show weakness.

Or rather, they didnt want to.

I have my pride as a senior.

Do it. I can do it!

Gritting their teeth, they summoned all their mana.

Earth Wall!

Solid Ground!

Their mana surged, causing the earth to rise and then promptly solidify into sturdy forms.

It was a splendid joint magic that only long-standing brothers could perform, and their golems, powered by one-tenth Masters mana and nine-tenths gemstone energy, worked tirelessly, shaping the earth into walls and steps.

Good grief, brother. I nearly messed up my mana

Me too. Its suffocating.

Though their eyes communicated only pain, their faces were smiling.

How about that?

Were doing well, arent we?

Victoria simply gave a thumbs up in response to the pleading gaze of her younger peers.

Keep it up, can we? How often can we do it? Once an hour? Every two hours?

If we put our mind to it, we could do it every thirty minuteswait

What was that?!

Greck shot a reproving glance at Enan, who, pale-faced, awkwardly laughed and showed a new trickwordless pleading.

Victoria turned cheerfully to report back to the Master, as Greck angrily shook Enan.

You fool, there are things you should and shouldnt say

As Enans pleading cries faded into the background, Victoria silently apologized in her heart.

Sorry, senior.

But she had her reasonsher Masters earlier words echoed in her mind, telling her that others were inspired by her talent and that their magic would grow with each challenge.

Faster! It must be built stronger and completed sooner. Only then will our territory survive.

She held an intense desire to save McLaine, which now felt like her own hometown after how much she had grown there.

The shape slowly forming on the plain still seemed too slow to Victoria.

So, she went on.

Senior Truce. What are you doing over there?!

Ri, Ria! No, just a bit tired.