Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Episode 90

Dont you know? Were only holding back because of our master, but if a little more time passes or theres the smallest excuse, Roger Bifrost wont hold back.

We can use that time to grow stronger. Were still inferior to Bifrost. Isnt that what you said?

Yes, but if I were Roger Bifrost, I wouldnt just wait for us to grow. Hell create a reason somehow.

Right. He probably would.

Even without knowing the future conflict, it was a natural prediction if one acknowledged the tension with Bifrost. However, my father nodded but wore a slightly shocked expression.

Its not strange.

Its human nature to harbor hopeful expectations for ones own matters, regardless of intelligence or social standing. It was Logan who was unusual, always thinking about war.

You must be speaking because you have a plan in mind.

Yes.

With confidence, Logan began to explain his plan. Shortly after:

Its a reasonable plan. But what about afterwards? Whats your thought on that?

We will endure.

What?

Its difficult to provide details at the moment. But trust me. It is certainly possible.

Patrics face, which had seemed to lighten a bit at the sound of Logans plausible plan, crumpled once again.

You havent told me how to deal with the most dangerous issue. And you say, lets start a war just like that? Just trust you?

Yes.

If it were anyone else who had said this, I wouldve thought they were mad and wouldnt want anything to do with them. In fact, I mightve taken their head on the spot.

Despite the grave tone, Logan looked unwaveringly at his father. Sighing deeply, Patric slowly nodded with a heavy look.

Alright, I must trust you. If I dont trust you, who will I trust? Lets do it. But this plan will only be shared among a few until the end.

Of course.

It wasnt because of a particularly ingenious strategy. To protect the morale and spirit of our forces, the father and son decided to conceal this seemingly hapless tactic until just before the war.

When is the time? When do you plan for it?

Its not far off. We must start on the day the next full moon rises.

Patric tilted his head at his sons words. The son seemed like he had fixed the date as if he knew it from someone else.

Only about 20 days left. But why does it have to be on that day?

Yes.

Does it relate to the plan you mentioned earlier?

Yes.

Well then, we must prepare. Even if its rushed, the forces should be ready by now.

Thank you, Father.

I should be the one to thank you. Youve opened my eyes to my complacency.

The discussion of a dangerous future ended, and with it, the conversation between father and son.

Ill call a knights meeting tomorrow. Be ready.

Yes.

War was once again on our doorstep.

The next day.

By order of Lord Macline, the vassals gathered at the lords manor.

The newly built manor in the town, although smaller than the grand hall in Macline Castle, was more than enough for the assembly of fewer than 40 people.

It lacked the splendor of the old grand hall but was built with ironwood; a modest and clean space, it provided a more comfortable atmosphere for discussions. Yet, the expressions of the eight administrative officers and twenty-four guards who had been with old Macline Castle were not bright.

An all-out call

There really must be something going on.

It shouldnt be anything serious.

The groundless rumors spreading through the domain were starting to take shape and circulate among the people.

Something had happened to the Lords family.

They started construction more extensive than in previous years during winter.

Taxes will go up as much as before.

From the perspective of domain citizens who, for the first time under Macline, were preparing for a warm winter, it was hard not to be anxious.

Yet the most worrying rumor among the majority of the domains citizens was this:

A war was about to break out.

Just as things were finally settling down and becoming livable.

No one in Macline wanted the worst-case scenarioa war.

However, while the administrative officers might have been unaware, the increasingly harsh nature of their training had already made the knights suspect.

So, when the lord finally revealed his intent shortly after appearing, no one was particularly shocked.

We start a war with Fereta this winter.

Of course, excluding Dwayne, the faces of the administrative officers looked as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.

A war, you say?!

Thats ridiculous! A war at this time!

What, without any declaration of war from them, we start a war?!

Rugel Hice, with his scalp burning red, jumped up in outrage.

Oh, no wonder theres been so much armor coming in.

Feran Doyle, shaking his plump cheeks, clutched his head.

The knights, somewhat prepared, calmly voiced their objections.

If we strike at Fereta, Bifrost will not sit idly by.

Thats right. We need to consider Bifrost in the background. Our domain is not yet powerful enough to handle Bifrost.

We need either allies or assurances that Bifrost wont move.

But Patric looked unfazed, turning his gaze to his son beside him.

Catching the cue, Logan stepped forward.

The will of the house is decided. This is an announcement. Summoning you here isnt to hear your opinions.

His sonorous voice echoed, suppressing the vassals retorts with his authoritative presence.

This gathering is to carry out the upcoming war as effectively as possible. Speak of ways to prepare for war. I will not entertain dissent.

In short, it meant follow blindly. It was an outrageous action that belied the term vassal meeting, yet no one dared voice opposition.

The feudal hierarchy in Macline was quite strict compared to other noble families.

That is advantageous now.

As Logan thought this with a slight smile.

Is this the Crown Princes thinking?

If so, well