I Regressed to My Ruined Family - Chapter 199

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 199

＃When I returned, my family was ruined (200)

The start of the semifinals.

Ethan looked at the knight he met as his opponent.

‘Did you say Tomern?’

The eldest son of the Marquess of Wolfheim and one of the two knights who received a gold-level invitation from the Kingdom of Limedell.

It was an article I had at least heard of.

This was because Wolfheim’s arcane technique was one of the most famous techniques, and he was known for his impressive performance in the Imrile Blood Death that took place in his previous life.

“This is Ethan Ardan.”

“This is Tomern Wolfheim.”

Tomern, with a tense expression on his face, pulled out his dual swords. In his head, the overwhelming image of Duke in the quarterfinals was constantly replaying.

Poldorn, one of the shield knights of the Kingdom of Celsus. Although his attack power was a bit lower than that of other knights, his solid defense ability made him one of the best among the knights who participated in this competition.

Even if Wolfheim, famous for his constant barrage, had used his secret season attack technique…

it would certainly have taken a long time to break down his defense.

This was natural.

Even Damian, who was known as the most outstanding fighter in the Kingdom of Limedell, would not have been able to defeat Poldoorn in one blow.

Family reputation and pride.

Although he couldn’t say it out loud due to various factors, Tomern knew. Damian was clearly a strong knight and the latter was one step ahead of him.

The duke casually displayed a performance that even Damian could not show.

Round of 16 and Round 8.

The duke only appeared in two games at most. However, the impact of those two games could not even be compared to other games.

‘…monster.’

Peacocks were predators.

To the point where I can’t understand what on earth such a monster did to appear only now.

Tomern laughed bitterly.

‘No luck. No, it’s actually a skill.’

When the peacock pulled out the marble.

Although he couldn’t figure out the number of the marble he was holding, he was able to immediately notice how many marbles fell out of the sphere.

Number 4.

Since we can’t avoid the match, it would be ideal to meet in the finals. To do that, I had to pick number 1.

One sad thing is that he wasn’t the only one who noticed it.

Damian.

There was a knight who figured out the inside of a sphere one step ahead of him, and he ended up making it to the finals. Although it happened because of the difference in skills, it was inevitable that it would be unfair. Would he have wanted to face this monster quickly just because he was himself?

‘Whoa…’

The cycle of continental swordsmanship competitions lasts a whopping twenty years. Naturally, the ranking decided here was the standard for evaluating the skills of each late-stage index.

That also meant that for twenty years, I would have to be treated as a lesser person than Damian. This is because the inside of the sphere was identified about 1 second late at most.

I couldn’t help but feel very unfair.

It was obvious that we would be defeated in one blow against that monster anyway.

We should see people lining up among wealthy people as if there is a great difference between them.

So it was.

[Your Excellency the Duke.]

I sent Mana’s whisper on impulse. Ethan tilted his head and looked at Tomern. As if if there is anything you want to say, let it all out now.

Anyway, the die was cast.

Tomern closed his eyes tightly and continued whispering quickly.

[…Could you take a look at our family’s secret sword skills?]

[What does that mean?]

[It’s literally true.]

Ethan chuckled.

This was because I was able to guess to some extent why Tomern said such a thing. Wolfheim’s serial attack technique was famous for its continuous attacks. Asking them to understand that was, in a word, asking them to counter the attack.

What could be the reason?

It’s obvious.

I guess it means I don’t want to get knocked out in one fell swoop.

[Why should I do that?]

[…It won’t be a loss to you either. Wolfheim’s serial attack techniques are rumored to be extremely sophisticated. Especially the last 64 hits…]

[I’m not talking about that, I’m talking about actual benefits.]

[….]

Whether Wolfheim’s combo technique was great or not wasn’t a big concern to Ethan. To him, who had already reached the level of transcendence, the skills of Ha-su were of little significance. The process of supplementing the basics was virtually the same as finishing in a special class at the academy.

Just looking at Lacian’s sword skills, it was like that. Although Wolfheim was a family with a reputation, Lacian was not a family that was inferior to it.

Crucially…

[Do you think Ardan would be curious about that?]

Tomern secretly chewed his lips. The duke was right. The opponent is a descendant of the famous Ardan.

Even if Wolfheim was great in the Kingdom of Limedel, he could not dare compare to Ardan’s reputation. Wasn’t this a family that was revered as the best swordsman in the Western Continent just a generation ago? The serial attack was definitely an excellent swordsmanship, but it was not something that would move the duke’s heart.

[…What do you want?]

What you want.

The thought lasted only a moment.

[How much influence can Wolfheim have on the Royal Castle?]

[…Strictly speaking, it is neither big nor small. If you are in the military and the finance ministry, you can have some say.]

[I would like you to convey the royal information.]

[What information do you want exactly? If you want information that is close to confidential… that is difficult.]

This was an exchange that did not make sense for Tomern. If you steal confidential information, you could be accused of being a traitor and your family could fall.

[What I want is nothing special. The overall atmosphere of the royal castle. That’s all I want.]

Kingdom of Limedell.

It was a place that had a foul smell for some reason. That was a truth I had felt since the king returned the Eight Rings. Why do you have to overinvest in yourself so much?

Even if it is unreasonable.

‘…If the church approached the king.’

Then it makes sense.

Gyoju and Anna. Because the two dragons were anxious to attract him. Even if he didn’t know the exact purpose of the Eight Pillars, he probably knew that it was helpful to his strength. You probably wanted to increase this side’s power as much as possible before confronting the metal dragon. If it was said that the king was moved for that purpose, it was understandable why he so actively encouraged the gift.

In short, the leadership of the Kingdom of Limedell was essentially a member of the religious order.

In that respect, it was a meaningful action to set eyes on the royal castle. The King of a Nation will be a very useful weapon for the church, so they will move to utilize it at any opportunity.

If you have insight into the flow of royal power, you will be able to infer the thoughts of the church to some extent.

Although Sylvia’s intelligence group is capable, it would be difficult to look into information from other kingdoms, not even Heidern, right now.

[…If that’s the case, it’s possible even with Wolfheim’s power.]

Tomern nodded. If you don’t want confidentiality and just want to know the general atmosphere. To that extent, it was help that could be given without burden even with Wolfheim’s power.

If only that could offset the humiliation I would receive for twenty years.

‘It’s a benefit.’

For his own mental health and for Wolfheim’s honor.

It was a good deal.

[I believe it has been concluded.]

[Yes.]

The secret deal is over.

The audience at the Colosseum was naturally tense as they watched the two.

That was because on the outside, the two knights seemed to be engaged in a tense exploration battle and were not hasty in going on the offensive.

In fact, the two people talked in whispers while circling around the stadium, heightening the tension.

Even to ordinary people or even somewhat trained knights, it was a sight that felt like a fierce battle.

“Ha!”

It was Tomern who broke the silence. The twin swords fluttered brilliantly. Two consecutive blows that pierced the neck and heart. The duke avoided the dual swords by moving just one step.

However, the start of the serial attack was now. The fluttering twin swords began to take over everywhere.

Four times.

Eight times.

Sixteen times.

A double sword that goes up exactly twice and targets the entire body. The duke, who had been dodging the sword with just his feet, finally began to use the great sword. Sparks flew out everywhere, like lightning.

These weapons contain the mana of each family and begin to unleash vicious power.

A shock wave swept through the inside of the stadium like a whirlpool. The audience’s hands began to sweat as the twin swords were swung so quickly that they were invisible to the eye.

“Lord Tomern! cheer up!”

“Show me the power of the Kingdom of Limedell!”

“Swing faster!”

The entire stadium was engulfed in excitement.

Basically, more than 80% of the people gathered here were citizens of the Kingdom of Limedel. It was only natural that people would focus on their own people.

Moreover, in a situation where the prevailing expectation was that even the famous Tomern would be defeated in one blow, a match that could be said to be a tight battle began to unfold.

I would be lying if I said my heart didn’t warm up. If Wolfheim can defeat Ardan, wouldn’t the Kingdom of Limedel be able to claim the honor of being the country that produced the greatest swordsman?

Tomern’s twin swords moved one step faster and sharper, as if repaying the enthusiastic support.

‘It’s pretty good.’

Serial attack.

It was a pretty good technique. Every time the attack increased by two, the twin swords were coiling around the body like a poisonous snake.

The process of launching an offensive, understanding the opponent’s movements, and flexibly changing the offense according to those movements.

Tomern was a skilled knight who was very familiar with the process. If he had faced a knight of similar level, he would have defeated nine out of ten.

However, the opponent was not good.

Understand the movement and change the offense according to the movement. What if the opponent changes his moves every time during this process?

If that’s not enough, what if you predict a previously changed offensive and take advantage of the loopholes?

The process of serial attack becomes useless.

Like right now.

A pair of swords that fires out sixty-four consecutive strikes in an instant. Ethan’s body naturally dug in between the attacks.

‘…crazy!’

Tomern was astonished.

The reason why serial attack techniques were so powerful was because of human habits. Late expats who grew up learning their family’s skills throughout their lives.

Naturally, their movements reflected the character pursued by each family. It was impossible to change that overnight. If that happens, the movement itself will be completely distorted. It was impossible to give up habits unless you were completely free from form and framework. Therefore, Tomern was able to have hope right after the duke accepted the offer.

You might be able to avoid a combo attack once or twice. However, I thought it would be impossible to avoid the ever-increasing number of swords. Although it was a bit mean-spirited, it was truly a continental swordsmanship competition.

It was right to do whatever it took to increase the odds of winning.

But…

‘Ha… I can’t handle it.’

Not only was it not enough to simply dodge sixty-four sword strikes, but he burrowed into his arms as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Tomern was able to clearly understand what it meant to be of different rank.

That’s not enough.

Pow!

“Oops!”

He also learned that the Duke’s fist, which penetrated his abdomen, was much more powerful than he thought. Tomern’s new model fell to the floor.