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Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Episode 53

Why? Why not?!

[Mithril cant be bought simply with money. Although its monetary value is as you mentioned, its scarcity means]

Are you saying it cant be bought because its not available?

He had thought money could solve most issues.

[If we must be specific, then yes, thats the case. 100 kg? Such a massive purchase requires not just money but also power.]

In his past life, as Logan, who had been a mercenary barely able to even glimpse mithril, this was something he couldnt have known.

Huh? Power?

Logan was flustered by the sudden realistic obstacle.

But soon enough, he came up with a solution.

The Sword Duke should have enough power, right?

[What?! But will he personally intervene for just a transaction?]

Philip expressed doubt, but Logan believed his relationship with the Sword Duke was more than just a transaction.

He couldnt explain it in detail to Philip, but it was clear that the Sword Duke held more than just a buyer-seller relationship with him.

Theres no harm in trying. Ive got to talk to him.

[Im worried it might ruin the trust youve built for nothing.]

Trust thats broken with one request isnt worth much. I just have to ask.

Despite Philips worried expression, Logan immediately entered different coordinates into the communication device.

He had never used these coordinates since he got them, and while he was worried, thankfully the connection was made quickly.

[This is the residence of Duke Felix Esperanza. Connection coordinate McLean? Please hold on a moment.]

[Where is this? Anyone familiar? Some country ]

Although he heard some displeased remarks, the coordinates seemed accurate.

Then, about 30 minutes later.

[Did the Duke arrive already?]

[Damn it. Is there someone important in this backwater place?]

[Hey, the communication device is still on]

[Ah! I messed up]

[My apologies! The Duke will be here soon.]

After the commotion over the communication device, a familiar face appeared, followed by a voice he knew well.

[Its been a while, Logan.]

Did everything go well since we last met, my lord?

[Yes. Except for my pupil, who didnt send even one message.]

The Sword Duke seemed almost pettily upset.

Ha ha. How could I dare to send personal news to you, my lord? I know my place.

Logans smooth smile didnt waver, regardless of the faint guilt now evident.

[You always did have a way with words. Well, your timing is perfect; I was thinking of thanking you, actually.]

Those unexpected words rang in Logans ears.

Wha What?

Thanks for what? What had he done, unknowingly?

Or was it a disguised threat for not contacting sooner?

[Duke Esperanza, theres 3 months of pregnancy and 3 months have passed. Its been 3 months, and my hope has been fulfilled.]

The Dukes radiant expression blew away all of Logans concerns.

Gosh, congratulations, my lord!

[Yes, thank you. Its all thanks to you.]

How could it be thanks to me, my lord? Surely it was your own effort uh!

Logan nearly blurted out too much and just barely held his tongue in time.

Ahem. Surely, its a blessing from above.

[Haha, you still speak so formally. Indeed, its a blessing and my own effort. But first and foremost, its thanks to you. Im truly grateful.]

Ah haha.

Without guile or calculation, the Sword Duke expressed genuine joy and gratitude, and a natural smile spread across Logans face.

Im glad my timing was good when contacting you.

[Yes. If you hadnt, I wouldve come rushing over to see if you mastered the Heavy-Pressing Sword Technique and whether youre ready for the next lessons.]

Haha. Even the thought is an honor Cough! What did you just say?

[Why, do you object? Should I just forget about it?]

No, not at all! If thats the case, Id be grateful!

Logan quickly declined, startled by the unexpected offer.

[Thats the spirit. Once the child is born, visit the capital again. My wife also wants to extend her personal gratitude. Ill throw a lavish party for you.]

Haha. Theres really no need for a party. Your words are more than enough.

[Then should I not bother teaching you anymore?]

Logans refusal promptly disappeared at that remark.

What party? Whats the dress code? Ill follow whatever you wish, as long as its not a skirt.

[Hahaha! Right, thats more like you.]

What is this like me you speak of?

Sigh.

Its not bad news, but its complicating at this moment.

He unintentionally connected on a trivial matter, only to be caught up in an important event

Ah! My lord. Before we speak of the party, might I inquire about acquiring some mithril?

Logan almost forgot his essential reason for calling, swept up by the Dukes sudden announcement.

[Mithril? Youre rich enough, just buy it.]

Well I need about 100 kg.

[100 kg? Not 100 grams?]

Yes. Thats why Im contacting you.

[Hmm. So you need power.]

Thankfully, the Sword Duke understood his request immediately.

[Youve made so much money? Haha. That medicine mustve indeed been something.]

Although there was a slight misunderstanding, Logan did not feel the need to correct it and just brushed it off with a laugh.

[Alright. I assume you have money; what do you need all that mithril for?]

I want to provide mithril alloy armor for the knights who have worked hard.

[For regular knights? Mithril armor?]

Yes.

[Hahaha, I underestimated your generosity.]

Excuse me?

[Well then, I like it. Youre worth investing in.]

Logan was perplexed by his growing misunderstanding.

[Ill step in. Only need to help your subordinate in the capital?]

As the awaited words fell, Logan instinctively bowed deeply.

Thank you, my lord.

[Oh please, its nothing difficult. Just be sure to attend the party when my child is born. And by then, perhaps refer to me as your teacher. Lets keep in contact more often.]

Yes?

[Then, contact me again once the deal is done.]

Crackle.

As the communication ended with the Duke looking slightly embarrassed, Logan was left with a dumbfounded expression. It was only after a while that he clenched his fists and turned around.

And then.

Woah!

In a space where no one could hear him, he let out a cry of joy.

To be the disciple of the Sword Duke. Good, good.

He had merely planned to make a small request based on a past connection, but he found himself holding a golden lifeline.

Unable to hide his elation, Logans heart soared.

Once Hamar finishes with the crossbow and the towns affairs, Ill have to hand over the mithril to him.

He nearly rushed to meet Hamar in his excitement, but eventually restrained himself.

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