Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 160

“It’s too extravagant.”

“This is tradition, they say…”

“Still, it certainly looks splendid.”

The chatter filled the grand hall of the palace, which was usually steeped in solemnity. Decorated with ornate jewels, the walls boasted paintings and ornaments, while the high ceiling was adorned with a massive chandelier prepared for this special day, enhancing the beauty of the decorations.

The grand hall, usually reserved for solemn affairs, was now filled with the voices of dozens of nobles. At the northern end, a magnificent throne took center stage, surrounded by ornate tables and seats typically off-limits. The focal point, however, was not the throne but two chairs placed slightly lower. Less ornate and a bit smaller, one of the seated figures found the situation quite uncomfortable.

“Was this really necessary, Logan?”

“Yes, of course. Though, if you find it bothersome, you may leave. But then, you’ll just watch your disciple grasp power and potentially become corrupt from afar.”

“Hmm. I told you not to change…”

Logan smirked at the Sword Sage’s reaction.

“Being directly by your side to guide you is the most effective, isn’t it?”

“So, you’ll follow my instructions from now on?”

“It seems the ceremony is about to start, Master.”

“Crafty as ever.”

As the Sword Sage sighed and lifted his head, a booming voice announced, “We now commence the coronation of Rogers von Grandia, the 42nd King of the Grandia Kingdom! All noble guests, please rise.”

The voice of Archbishop Crimson Matthew, representing the temple at the royal court, echoed throughout the hall. Logan, upon seeing the Archbishop, remembered their earlier encounter and the several times he had pestered his master, suggesting that his master’s precious offspring, Stella, should join the priesthood, a life of solitude.

Logan pondered, dismissing the thought of clashing with the Archbishop. The nobles, led by Logan and the Sword Sage, stood up as the announcement continued, marking the beginning of an elaborate, meticulously planned ceremony.

Five hours later, Logan, seated in a prime spot, began to regret organizing this event, bombarded with endless traditional formalities. His main objective was to assert his presence to the newly crowned King Rogers, who seemed oblivious to everything else, captivated by the object that had just appeared before him.

“The Crown of Ruler,” a Class-5 artifact, allowed only for Grandia’s king. Crafted by the great mage Premlyn Douglas, one of the founding heroes, its brilliance captivated everyone. Logan saw not just its physical light but also the mana wrapping around the new king, realizing the crown’s magical nature.