Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Episode 95: Huh, it actually worked.

During the time when the warm sunlight shone overhead, Clayton could not help but let out a chuckle at the accomplishment he and his disciples managed to achieve, bewildering even himself. From atop the ramparts, he gazed down at the sight below. The moat they had created overnight was more than 5 meters deep and wide, filled with rippling water. Anyone wearing heavy armor would struggle to climb out if they fell into it, knight or not.

The work was a one-time construction effort, so not much needed to be considered. However, to think that in just six hours they managed to dig a channel from the Luthor River tributary to the moat, taking into account the height and geology of the land. It was an incredible feat, even for those with experience.

Despite using mana stones generously and utilizing magic and golems, he hadnt expected the work to be completed so easily.

Exactly. It can be done if you try.

Of course, this left all his disciples completely exhausted, and Clayton himself was in dire need of rest, so the term easy wasnt quite appropriate. Nevertheless, it had been easier than expected.

Sir Logan, it was quite a reckless suggestion this time. Some things can be forced, and some cannot

It worked out, didnt it?

As Logan uttered those words, a grim realization dawned upon Clayton; if employers were given the impression that anything could be pushed through, it would only lead to hardship in the future. In construction, the best outcome was to complete the work exactly within the set timeframe, neither sooner nor later. As Clayton was about to make an excuse, internal laughter seized him at his own thoughts.

Employer? Construction?

These thoughts naturally drifted into the realm of labor, which he swiftly caught onto. But there was no time to linger on such musings as the imminent battle loomed overhead, leaving the towers strength severely depleted.

However, Sir Clayton, with our full magical forces now dispersed, havent we wasted our strength right before an expected battle?

If its of no use in combat, whats the point? Except for Sir Clayton.

Stung by the undeniable truth, Clayton could only swallow his words as Logan gave half-hearted consolation.

You did provide tremendous help though. You should rest now, Sir Clayton.

Thank you.

The battle might be upon them either today or tomorrow, but tired as they were, nothing more could be done.

However, I have one final request.

Yes?

Do you still have Collapse Scrolls left? With those and Sir Claytons magic

Logans voice trailed off, laced with unexpected and serious implications. It was certainly possible, but

Do we really need to take it that far?

Its a necessary situation.

With that, Logans face was once more visible to Clayton. In truth, it was Logan who had been overseeing the moat and canal construction works throughout the night, directing the necessary workforce and materials.

Despite the difference in exhaustion, both had gone the entire night without sleep. Clayton glanced at Logan, a newfound respect welling within him, and slowly nodded.

I will prepare.

Thank you. And the things I said earlier were a joke. Please do rest. You never know when you might be needed.

Swallowing the bitter retort, Logan turned away from Clayton and cast a heavy gaze outside the fortress.

The timing couldnt be more perfect.

As if on cue, an army appeared beyond the horizon, and Logan gritted his teeth.

The enemys upon us! Prepare for battle!

Soldiers who had been napping in anticipation of battle and knights sharpening their swords hurried out of the barracks.

The army of MacLaine swiftly organized their ranks.

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Eh? Since when did Tomodo fortress have a moat?

Rushing fast as the wind and barely having time to organize camp, Roger Bifrost asked his men incredulously upon seeing the transformed appearance of Tomodo.

It wasnt there before.

To build something like that overnight Well, they have some skill, but what could it mean? Aslan!

Yes, my lord.

Aslan, the Knights Commander and the Knight of Swift, stepped forward promptly.

Whats the enemies strength?

From our escaping allies, we heard of less than 150 knights and less than 2,500 soldiers.

And the variables?

It seems that the lord is a high-ranking knight. There are about ten individuals who appear to be Earth mages.

Ha theyve prepared secret weapons, huh? So, whats the anticipated outcome?

Our overwhelming victory.

Aslan gave his immediate response, and Roger Bifrost agreed with his assessment.

Exactly. Theyre desperate. Rendor, any other variables?

Its past harvest season, and most of the food was sent back to the main castle. There isnt enough food inside for nearly 3,000 soldiers. If they dont want to die of starvation, theyll have to come out.

With his subordinates reply, Roger Bifrosts smile deepened.

Good. Even if we just wait, we win. But should we prolong the lives of those insolent enough to invade my territory for a few more days?

Do as you please.

Shortly thereafter, the Bifrost army, having organized their formation, began their advance.

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There are just over 300 knights and well over 5,000 soldiers. And those occasionally visible ones, are they mages?

Judging by their sky-blue robes and the storm sigil, they appear to be the mages of the Wind Tower. It makes sense, given that Roger Bifrost and his son are from there.

As Logan added to his fathers analysis, a shadow fell over everyones faces. There was a nearly two-fold difference in military strength, and Bifrosts strength wasnt just numbers.

That silver-haired gentleman must be the Knight of Moonlight you mentioned, and that monkey-faced man in the red armor

Aslan Liar, the Knight of Swift, that must be him. And Roger Bifrost is also a 5th circle mage, though outwardly known as 4th circle. You must be cautious.

Hmm

Patrick MacLaine was indeed a top knight, and Logan, although upper rank, was comparable in might and reputation to a top knight. And then there was Clayleton of the Golem Tower.

But honestly, its a bit worrying.

Logan let out a quiet sigh. The top knights of Bifrost were battling reputations for years, while his father had only recently reached that level. Logan himself was on the upper tier but not an actual top knight, and Clayton was a 5th circle mage whose greatest strengths didnt lie in combat.

Every aspect seemed slightly lacking compared to the Bifrost camp. But alas, that was unavoidable.

Weve done everything we can. Up until now, weve followed the best choices.

More troubling than the gap in troops was the fact that that news hadnt arrived yet, although it should have by this stage.

Logans ideal scenario was to avoid this siege entirely. However, the signs suggested it was time to let go of that hope.

To the scum who dare to invade the land of your rightful Lord without knowing their place. You are

The voice of Roger Bifrost echoed across the battlefield, instilled with killing intent from the start.

Since when did those scoundrels become Lords

As his fathers voice sounded frustrated, Logan calmly commanded the troops around him.

Prepare to fire!

Ready!

With echoes of affirmation, the archers perched between the castle ramparts lifted their repeater crossbows in unison. Though they hadnt seen much use in actual siege warfare, their position this time was advantageousfrom the safety of the walls aiming downward.