Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Dominen couldnt help but turn a blind eye to reality.

If he admitted the truth of his situation now, all that would await him was ruin.

Thus, the noble young man before him had to be weaker than himself.

No, it was right for him to be weaker.

Dominen, having brainwashed himself, gripped his wooden sword with bloodshot eyes once more.

Uwaaaah!

With a mighty yell, his body flushed red as he rushed towards Logan.

Overhit. Hes overexerting himself.

But the target simply chuckled.

Overhit was a technique that put a serious strain on the body in order to draw out more power than ones natural abilities allowedinstantly.

While it could increase the force of a single blow, the gap between Logan and Dominens skills couldnt be closed by such means.

Its a mess of your own making.

Logans eyes shone coldly and in an instant, his sword whipped through the air like the wind.

Pfft.

Keu, Keugh. Again

Crash!

Ah, still

Thud!

How can this be

As the sparring continued, Dominens eyes grew unfocused, his gaze dimming, and his injuries multiplied.

Each wound wasnt fatal, but the power behind them was enough to incapacitate Dominen in a fraction of a second.

The only reason he was still conscious was because Logan controlled his strength.

And the one who probably felt this the most was his opponent.

How can this be

No matter how much he deceived himself, fleeing from reality, he had to face it now.

The noble young man hed thought to be a mere fool was far stronger than he was.

Not just in physical capabilities, but even the realm of swordsmanship surpassed his own.

It wasnt that I was careless.

In that moment, Dominen lost his fighting spirit.

Had he been the kind to not bend in the face of stronger adversaries and keep his fighting spirit aflame, his skills wouldnt be stagnant even after ten years.

I admit defeat

Pfft.

Cough!

Before Dominen could finish his words of surrender, the wooden sword struck his mouth.

From that point on, Logans wooden sword, unlike before, struck mercilessly, not sparing any vital points.

Flurry of blows.

It cant end easily.

He had spent ten years as a mercenary in his previous life.

That experience taught him the importance of reinforcing the hierarchy within organizations, especially among rough men armed with weapons, and showing an example was the most effective method.

The knighthood was, broadly speaking, a gathering of rough men with weapons.

Ive shown enough mercy by giving him multiple chances.

The next step was

Punishment!

Logan swung his wooden sword even faster, recalling the experiences of his past life.

Ugh

So brutal

The observers expressed sympathy as they watched the duel unfold, but nobody actively tried to stop it.

It was already known why Logan had challenged the knight.

No one there wanted to cross the grand dukes heir just to help a knight who was about to retire.

Everyone had recognized that the grand dukes sons skills had far surpassed those of an average knight.

Ugh

Those skills are genuine.

How could he improve this much in just three months?

He couldve awakened his Force, but even then

Could swordsmanship itself change so drastically?

Logan heard all the whispers around him.

And the moment he felt his performance had achieved its intended effect, he halted his relentless assault.

Urgh

Thump.

A gasp, and a lump of flesh that was once a knight collapsed to the ground, unrecognizable even by his own family.

But no one paid it any mind.

* * *

Logan the Grand Dukes son defeated the knight!

The rumor spread like wildfire through the inner walls of the city.

It was an unbelievable event, but with so many witnesses and it being such a hot topic, everyone was buzzing about it.

Meanwhile, the protagonist of this chaos was finally having a private meeting that he had been attempting to arrange for some time.

Youve done well. It seems youve awakened. Did something happen during your training?

He was watching, as expected.

It wasnt the question hed anticipated, but Logan answered promptly.

I just let go of my greed and decided to relinquish everything. With that mindset, during practice, at one point, I felt the Force filling me completely, almost like a lie.

To the average person, this sounded nonsensical.

But in reality, it was an insight Logan had acquired when he became a Force user in his previous life.

It was during the time he had sworn to give up everything for the sake of avenging his family.

A truth he had only come to realize after suffering and enduring extreme training well into his forties.

Any typical knight who had to overcome his own limits to awaken the Force after enduring such grueling practice might find it absurd.

However, Sir Padric McLean, a senior knight, slowly nodded his head as if he understood.

A realization of emptiness It looks like youve indeed changed.

Just as Logan felt that things were proceeding smoothly, his father said,

And after such an epiphany, the first thing you do is assault a knight?

He committed a crime worthy of such treatment. You heard the whole story from the soldiers, did you not?

Yes, I heard it. But was it necessary to go that far on the spot?

Yes. It was.

Why?

He attempted to deceive and mock the bloodline of his lord. If left to his own devices, he would have become poison, undermining the discipline of our house.

Logan spoke without hesitation, and Padric scrutinized his sons expressionless face.

Feeling the intense scrutiny, Logans mouth went dry with tension.

Smirk.

Dominen was greatly at fault, indeed. He forgot his duties and tried to deceive you.

That easy?

Logan felt his tension dissipate momentarily.

So, I wont punish you specially. However