Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Until the moment Jerome witnessed the enemy lords sword burst with a Forceblade, he still had the fighting spirit.

However, facing the unknown golden strike, he couldnt muster any spirit at all.

The outward momentum felt on par with his own, but

That cant be right.

Despair and helplessness rose in the place where his fighting spirit had vanished.

And that only worsened the already dire situation.

Finally.

Whush!

Keuk, keuhk.

A red Forceblade, which emerged from his ally Teres neck, pierced his own heart at the same time.

My lord, I failed to complete the mission

He tried to apologize to his lord in his heart, but he wasnt even afforded the time to do so.

Slash!

For Padric had lifted his head high into the air with a stroke of his Forceblade.

Weve captured the enemy commander!

Padrics voice echoed across the entire battlefield from atop the walls.

During the war, one sides entire command had been annihilated.

In a normal battle, it was time for the disadvantaged forces to throw away their weapons and surrender.

But the knights of Bifrost were different.

I will take command! Fight to the end! Reinforcements are on their way!

Below the walls, a bloodied knight came running, spouting nonsense.

Those damn dogs

Logan couldnt help but feel exasperated at the sight.

If reinforcements were coming, they should already be visible to those on top of the walls.

But whether the shouting knight held a position of note, his maniacal cry imbued the remaining forces with false courage.

Their retreating steps suddenly halted.

Reinforcements are coming!

Fight!

Poor soldiers deluded by their own side reignited their will to fight.

And watching this made Logans heart burn as well.

In this increasingly troublesome situation, there was only one answer left.

Ill kill them all!

Logan plunged into the center of the unnecessary bloodshed created by a knights single remark.

Knowing the overwhelming enemy forces would charge the castle, Jarek, who was leading the ambush squad, resigned to sacrifice as he forcefully broke through the encirclement and dashed towards the castle.

Though it left only 15 of the original 22 ambush knights, he believed this was sufficient to aid the defensive forces.

Ignoring the rain of quarrels pouring onto the back of his head, he raced toward the walls.

But the enemy was stronger than expected.

Weve captured the commander!

The voice he heard upon reaching the bottom of the walls.

Brother!

The bloodied head held by the knight above was a face all too familiar to him.

Rage and fury surged from deep within, clouding his reason.

Theyre ordering us to fight on! Reinforcements are coming!

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He knew it would only lead to unnecessary sacrifice.

But he wished to inflict even the slightest more damage on the ones who had killed his brother.

Jarek! Its too late! We should join the main force!

Though his comrade Gael assessed the situation and protested, Jarek ignored him.

You go. Ill see the end of it here!

Jarek!

As a clash ensued amongst the commanding knights, those following them were also thrown into confusion.

Fire!

Bang, bang, bang!

As if refusing to give them a moment to decide, the pursuers bombarded them with the tiresome rain of quarrels once more.

Go! Only I will remain here!

As the knights faced danger, Jarek roared with the last of his reason resounding.

Then.

Whos going to leave!

Accompanied by a shout from above, someone leapt down from the wall like an arrow.

The golden light enveloping the sword was an unusual sight, but Jarek didnt notice.

All he could see were the mans red eyes and red hair.

The same person who had earlier lifted his brothers head, a symbol of the Maclaine bloodline.

At that sight, the last bit of reason in Jarek vanished in an instant.

That bastard!

The rain of quarrels from their troops, the dozens of knights leaping down in pursuit of the red-haired one.

Everything else faded from his vision.

Ill kill them all! Maclaine!

He had already given up on survival.

Madness took over completely, and he invested all his remaining strength into his sword.

A searing red Force blazed more intensely than any other moment in his life, adding to his wild nature.

But.

Youre the one whos going to die.

Swish.

Like compressing space, the ghostly movement appeared before him.

At a moments glance into the cold red eyes.

Jareks consciousness faded away.

Snap.

Possibly provoked by the lunatics last defiance, resistance from the remaining troops of Tomodo persisted to the end.

But the moment Heinzel lowered the gates to let in the crossbow cavalry including the foot soldiers of Maclaine, the overwhelmingly outnumbered situation became glaringly apparent, and they were forced to cease resistance.

However, by then only about four Bifrost knights and 50 soldiers remained.

In contrast, Maclaines casualties accounted for only 14 knights on the walls and about 30 soldiers killed by stray arrows.

It was a landslide victory.

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Weve won!

Hooray!

Long live Maclaine!

The battle that began in the morning ended before the sunset.

Considering there hadnt been a proper clash even by lunchtime, it was a swift resolution.

And it ended in an overwhelming victory, so it was no wonder the soldiers cheered so.

But after several hours of clearing the battlefield, the grim expressions of the leaders gathered in the makeshift headquarters within the castle were hardly bright.

Although some faces were flushed with the excitement of battle and victory, there were none who were simply smilinga strange scene.