Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Episode 82

Make your footsteps lighter. Its enough if your heel touches the ground only for a moment when you leap.

Its still unnatural. Pay more attention to the organic movement of your ankles and toes. Right there

The criticisms that continued for hours gradually decreased as time passed.

Watching Logans movements swiftly change with each piece of advice, the Sword Master couldnt help but smile slightly.

He really has an incredible talent.

In just a few hours, he had moved beyond mere imitation and seemed to have completely internalized the techniques.

It felt as if not finding a talent worthy of passing on his legacy for decades was all for the purpose of meeting this young man.

If someone else had told me, I wouldnt have believed it.

Endless admiration flowed within him, but the voice that came out was strictly different.

Youre still sluggish. Your moves must be light, but the flow of your force must be heavy! Push your whole body off the tips of your toes. And then

Too much praise for a genius could be poison.

Thats why he had been pointing out flaws for the past month.

Not only to teach swordsmanship, but also humility.

Of course.

It seems he modestly thinks himself insufficient.

There was nothing wrong with being humble.

The Sword Master urged Logan on, hiding a proud smile.

Another few hours passed, and eventually, the Sword Master couldnt find any more faults in Logans movements.

Swoosh.

His body slid dozens of meters without making a sound, leaving an afterimage.

It was not as instantaneous as the Sword Masters teleport-like movement, but to anyone nearby, it would have felt like a ghost, soundlessly rushing forward.

Good. Just refine and embody it further. Well done!

The lifetime secret technique had been completely dissected in less than five hours, yet the Sword Masters face showed nothing but ease.

He tried not to praise, but this time, he had no other words.

Logan, however, stood puzzled, deep in thought after halting his movement.

Hmm? Is there a problem? Youre not injured, are you?

No, Master.

Then why that expression?

Its indeed an amazing technique. I can feel myself moving twice as fast as before. But it doesnt seem like a technique made by a knight. Its like

Like an assassin?

The Sword Master laughed as if he knew what Logan was thinking.

After some hesitation, Logan nodded.

Then the Sword Master said.

Youre not entirely wrong.

He was taken aback by the unexpected response.

When His Highness was still the Crown Prince and had just become a knight, he made me his personal guard. You know that, right?

Yes.

Not many people know, but even before his ascension, the prince had many adversaries. He went through some unspeakable experiences.

Silence.

Numerous assassins came after him. And during that time, the young man, thrilled by his appointment as a Royal Knight, ended up spilling more blood than at the frontlines.

Logan imagined a scene from decades ago, a young blond-haired youth before his current maturity, defending the throne and shedding blood.

To protect someone all alone and to cut through the swarming enemies, that young man kept imagining. He imagined moving more swiftly and covertly than any assassin, mastering martial skills that could dominate space with a single stroke.

Ah

At first, the goal seemed unreachable, but before long, he mastered creating a pressure wave and learned to split the sound barrier. Only after achieving the Ghost Shadow did he feel somewhat close to his goal. And it was then that he could awaken his aura.

The Sword Masters words implied that the Ghost Shadow martial art was what triggered his awakening as an aura user, a remarkable technique that even its creator considered a miracle.

Dont be complacent just because youve learned the theory and mastered it. Train it with your swordsmanship for the rest of your life. I myself have yet to see the end of it.

Understood.

The path to superhumanity.

What swordsman wouldnt be thrilled by those words?

Logan tried to calm his throbbing heart and bowed respectfully.

And one more thing

His master hesitated, speaking in a tone different from before.

Theres another reason why I stopped you from leaving.

Yes?

Have you ever heard of the Third Prince?

Logan almost exclaimed in shock.

The possibility of minting a face suddenly seemed close at hand.

The Third Prince?

He replied as calmly as possible, barely managing to control his facial expression.

His master, perhaps sensing his thoughts, continued a bit remorsefully.

Yes. Of course, I know youve been turning down all factional invitations. It might seem odd for me, someone who claims neutrality, to be making such a suggestion but

No, I know it already.

Listening carefully to the Sword Masters carefully spoken words, Logan smiled subtly.

The leader of the neutral forces, Felix Esperanza, who had pledged loyalty to the future king to save the Third Princes life, was already well-known to him.

Neutral in name, perhaps in his heart too

Maybe hes hoping for the Third Prince, the true heir to the throne, and not the rotten First and Second Princes, to become king.

Logan speculated.

Thats why he wanted to meet the Third Prince even more.

Disguising his true intentions, Logan answered his masters question.

Ive heard rumors that hes the sole heir apparent of this country.

Haha. Dont talk like that openly elsewhere; it could cause trouble.

Pride slipped through the Sword Masters words.

Logan was certain he had hit the mark.

Do the Third Prince wish to see me?

Yes. His Highness is curious about my disciple. But theres no compulsion. If you dont want to, you dont have to meet him. I should

I will meet him.

Uh?

The quick response caught the Sword Master off guard.

How can I disregard my masters advice as his disciple? It wont matter if I delay my return journey a little.

Do you think before you speak? It might entangle you and your family in a difficult path.

Its just a meeting. Ive heard hes not involved with any factions.

Well, indeed

Logan chuckled inwardly at his masters subtly changing demeanor.