Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

A week later, Hamar stood up from his sickbed.

Ill do my best to make up for the lost time, he said.

His complexion, markedly improved from before his injury, Hamar set about the construction schedule at a pace that surprised even Logan.

Everything naturally progressed smoothly, according to planmuch faster than Logan had anticipated.

What? Already?

Yes. Weve already opened the tunnel you mentioned and connected the waterway to the Luther River. The sluice is nearly full.

Uh In just three months

The construction expected to take six months was completed in only three.

Overjoyed by the news, Logan rushed to see the sluice brimming with water himself and could not hide his admiration.

Of course, the water level will not rise above that of the Luther River. It will only fill up to the depth weve dug the tunnel

Wow. It actually worked.

What?

A sincere exclamation of surprise escaped Logans lips, shocking the dwarf who had heard him.

Lo-, Lord. What did you, just say?!

Hmm?

The larger one. Didnt you say youve seen a bigger dam built by humans?!

Thats right.

And now? It actually worked?!

Logan had indeed seen it in the future, but was unable to prove it.

So whats the problem if it worked?

He simply responded with a bright smile.

Hamars reaction to that smile was fiery.

Huh? You, you were bluffing! I almost died because of that Ahh! Hey!! Today you die, then I die! Let go! Let me go, wizard! This ends to Gah!

Haha. Even so, this was a valuable experience, wasnt it, Master Hamar? Using human strength to tunnel through a mountain and guide water through it. I thought it would have been more realistic to just shave off the mountain

Clayton, with a haggard look as pale as Hamar, held the struggling dwarf and smiled at Logan.

Logan responded with a hearty laugh.

Hahaha! Youve really outdone yourself, Mr. Clayton.

Ugh! Ugh!

Alright, Hamar. Of course, I know youve worked hard. Well done.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Yes, yes. I know. Youre the number one contributor.

Logan once again realized that the combination of a dwarf and an earth magician was the best team for large-scale construction work.

Honestly, I thought it could fail.

But it had ended up cutting the expected duration by more than half.

This construction project was the only one since his regression that Logan had not been entirely sure would succeed.

Now that it had been resolved so successfully, everything seemed to be on a positive track, lifting his spirits.

Then, Hamar, having narrowly escaped from the magicians firm grasp, asked with a grumpy face.

So, that when do you plan to do it? If its as expected, any time before winter should be fine.

My disciples are helping, so the waterway work will be done in a few days.

Then why wait? Call all the hardworking workers together. They all need to see it. To see what they achieved.

The number of workers involved in the construction was nearly 8,000.

All of them were robust adult men, in other words, the resources that would support him in future wars.

To instill confidence and patriotism in them.

That was another goal Logan intended through this construction project.

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Three days later.

As the irrigation work was completed, the workers climbed up the ridge at Logans command.

Whats this noise? Water? Youre saying theres water over there?

I saw it. Theres definitely water inside.

Then did we really dig the waterway?

Still, it cant be enough water for all that vast land.

Murmurs rose among the crowd.

Thousands of people, standing on a hillside overlooking a wasteland woven with a dense network of irrigation channels, harbored skepticism.

And even less pleased were the administrative officials of the territory, called out unexpectedly.

They were present to see the lands transformation and reflect it in their administration, as Logan had willed.

But the officials didnt respond positively.

This is quite something. Literally, a monumental waste of effort.

The bald head in charge of food supply, Rugel Heiss, clicked his tongue as he looked at the drawn water channels across the wasteland.

With these men, we could have repaired the southern wall instead, especially with the monster wave that might come this winter.

The portly wall supervisor, Lupin, was already worried about the disaster that occurred irregularly every 5 to 10 years.

Why go to such lengths

I dont know either.

Administrators who were unaware of the details of the construction were equally pessimistic.

However, unexpectedly, Dwein, who had been the most opposed to the construction, looked down the mountain with hopeful eyes.

This isnt just a one-time watering. Its directly connected to the Luther River.

The irrigation channels meant continuous water supply, which could turn the vast wasteland into rich fields if the land was well managedthat was the potential promise he saw.

An uncontrollable mix of rational skepticism and hopeful excitement made his heart race.

As everyone watched the scene below with their own thoughts, Logan turned to his side with eyes full of anticipation.

Mr. Clayton. Lets begin.

Weve worked hard to make it possible for the workers to adjust the sluice gates. Do we really have to do this? Ugh

Hamar, turned grumbler by the construction process, complained, but Clayton nodded in silence.

Rumble, rumble.

Simultaneously, a giant golem rose from below the fields.

Whoa!

What is that?!

Yikes! Scared me Ahem. Well, its magic weve seen plenty of before.

The frightened administrators nearly stumbled on their feet from surprise but soon realized that, aside from themselves, no one else was startled, and they sheepishly closed their mouths.

Open the gate!

With Claytons booming command, the golem stomped toward the sluice.

Then, the golem tried to lift the wall-like sluice.

Grind, grind, grind.

The vibration reached the ridge, tension visible in everyones eyes.

But then

Why isnt it moving?