Regressor of the Fallen Family - Chapter 109

Episode 109

“What bullshit is that!”

bang!

The inside of the Bypros barracks, built on one side of the central front, was turned upside down.

Despite the shouts of Roger Bipros, whose face turned red, his subordinates gave no reply and lowered their heads.

“What are the Ferrettas doing?!”

“I heard that the castle fell before Ferretta’s army even set off.”

“Off. Rentor, you idiot!”

A double insult to a fallen subordinate.

It was definitely not his style to look so broken in front of other subordinates.

However, it only proves how great his shock was.

“At least the matriarchs and Confucius escaped safely. They’re coming here now…”

“Does that matter now? My castle! My land has been taken over by the Macline guys?!”

Roger Bipros continued to shout, completely oblivious to the changing expressions of his subordinates due to the continued verbal abuse.

“Go back now! I will catch them, kill them, tear their limbs apart, and kill them. How dare you touch anyone’s land!”

The anger that I had suppressed due to the inevitable situation continued to burst out without any filtering.

“Prepare for a retreat! The affairs of the territory come first! I must reclaim my land. I will speak directly to His Excellency the Duke.”

Now that the situation is like this, Duke Waltermaim of Jordan will no longer have any justification to dissuade him.

No, since he has something to say, it will actually help him.

That’s what Roger Wipros expected.

But reality was different from his expectations.

“Not possible.”

The gray-haired giant’s words were the same as before.

Roger Bipros could not help but distort his face in a cruel way.

“My land! My base was attacked by ruthless people! So why are you saying it’s not allowed!”

“The forces currently deployed on the central front are equal. But in this situation, are you going to withdraw the troops of Bipros? Are you saying that your land is more important than the great cause?”

“…That’s not it. If my territory is intact, wouldn’t I and my army be able to join the cause without a hitch? Moreover, they are crazy people who ignored Your Excellency’s warning. If you just leave them alone… ”

“I won’t just leave it alone.”

“…yes?”

Although anticipation arose for a moment, the ensuing answer did not satisfy Roger Bipros’s feelings.

“After the great work is over, I will personally tear them to death.”

“dismissal…!”

Jordan responded to Roger Bipros’ resentful gaze with a cold smile.

“But before that, I will notify them and bring them into our faction.”

“Yes? What is that…?”

“And I’ll drag you to this front and use you as an arrow can. That’ll do it, right? The crazy bastards who ignored my warning won’t have the right to veto.”

“Ah…”

Roger Wipros did not have the right to veto.

But crazy people had another option.

[If you are so intimidating, we have no choice but to take a course in the direction of supporting the 1st Prince.]

The acting lord of McLane answered with a smile.

Youngju can’t even see his nose sticking out, and the bastard is smiling round and round.

A relaxed expression that makes it impossible to guess how swollen the liver is.

Jordan Waltermaym’s face was conspicuously contorted as he was completely humiliated in front of his subordinates.

“You are aware that you are ignoring my warning and rejecting my subsequent invitation, right? And that this is rejecting the will of His Highness Romain, who will succeed to the throne of this country in the future?”

Although his tone was still calm, a volcano-like force was erupting around him, putting pressure on those around him.

Roger Bypros and his vassals retreated in cold sweat, but there was no way that momentum could be transmitted beyond the communication port.

[I know very well that I am being presumptuous. Yes, Your Excellency. Our bad relationship with Vipro started a long time ago. This was not done because of disrespect to His Excellency or His Highness Romaine.]

“Then prove it. Lead the army and participate in the front line and make a merit. Then my anger and the prince’s anger will avoid you.”

[I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.]

Boom!

[hmm? I hear a strange noise. Is the connection bad?…]

The explosion that erupted at Jordan’s feet made the people around him gasp even more, but the red head beyond the communication port was just trembling.

“…You are urging the name.”

Roger Bipros, who was sweating profusely as his life became clearer, smiled secretly.

However, there was no shaking at all on the other side.

[I plan to choose neutrality according to Master’s wishes. My loyalty to the royal family is unwavering, so please do not doubt my feelings because of what happened due to the family’s old grudge.]

“Insolent bastard! That’s what you’re saying…!”

“Your Excellency! The First Prince faction is on the move!”

Is the timing good or bad?

The driver who opened the door of the barracks and delivered news from the front had his complexion turning blue from the momentary concentration of life.

[You look like you’re busy. Please try your work.]

Logan’s leisurely voice coming from the communication port made Jordan live even more.

“…Even if it means taking the loss, I have to cut off your fate. I think that will be better for morale.”

[Is that really a loss you can afford? I heard the wires are very tight. I believe that you are not someone who cannot tolerate the slightest anger.]

“Huh… you bastard. You will soon realize what you have done. It is too late to regret it.”

[well. Regrets….]

Jijijik.

Jordan Waltermime cut off the communication with a stern expression and gritted his teeth and screamed at those around him.

“What are you doing? Get ready to go out! Let’s destroy the 1st Prince faction first!”

“yes!”

After all the nobles in the barracks dispersed in a hurry.

The duke gestured to his adjutant in a cold voice.

“Quietly call…. I’ll add a few more people, and that arrogant bastard…” The

adjutant quietly nodded with a stern face at the command, which was even more life-threatening than when he gave the order to go to battle a moment ago. .

* * *

“Whoa. It’s over.”

“But Prince. Is it really okay to do this? Still, he is a duke and a superhuman…”

Dwayne asked Logan, who looked relieved, with a slightly worried expression.

But Logan said with a calm face as if it was no big deal.

“Anyway, they can’t touch us now. At best, they’ll just manipulate us backwards. That’s all we need to do as long as we defend ourselves well.”

“Is that something you would say so casually?!”

“Or? What are you going to do? Are you really going to go up to the central front and catch arrows like they said?”

Dwayne was so frustrated that he was on the verge of tears.

“Isn’t that what you’re saying? You can just spin

it around in a nice way….” “It’s something that can’t be undone anyway. It’s not like we’ll listen to the other side’s demands. It’s better to be confident against the beast that will only bite you if you show weakness.”

“Ha. God, why are you putting me through this ordeal…”

Logan chuckled as he saw Dwayne finally turning to God.

“Why? Are you anxious?”

“Ask anyone! The carefree Confucius is strange!”

“Well, if you’re anxious, don’t come into the official residence for a while. Something might happen.”

“Confucius!!”

Dwayne jumped up and screamed in horror.

“It’s a joke, it’s a joke! I don’t know what to say. By the way, haven’t you heard from the 1st Prince faction?”

“yes?”

“It’s okay since I handed it over to the second prince. It’s time for the other side to respond as well? Should I contact them first?”

“Yes? Why?!”

“Why is it that you’re so excited about us right now…”

Jiiiing.

As if it had been waiting for those words, the communication sphere glowed again and showed a symbol of crossed swords.

1 The powerful faction of the prince faction. It was the coat of arms of the Duke of Douglas.

[The occupation of Bipros! Puhahaha! Thank you for giving me great news after a long time. Yes, and you are still young and represent the will of your family. Well, it’s fresh and good. By the way, if you hit Bipros, you’re thinking of joining our faction, right?]

Duke Juan Douglas also showed his face and made a communication.

It was a sensitive time, and it made me realize just how impactful the conquest of Bipros, carried out by McLane, was.

“It’s an honor for you to contact me directly, Your Excellency.”

Logan was busy bending again and again to face this other strong man.

but.

“I’m sorry, it’s just because of our family’s long-standing grudge, but I’m not ready to support any prince yet. I’m truly sorry.”

The words came out more clearly and decisively than ever before.

‘Let’s suffer a little more. ‘My waist.’

I swallowed my foolish thoughts and looked at the only mage in the kingdom with the greatest smile on my face.

[Jordan can’t stand still, so what are you planning to do? If I knew his poisonous nature, he would try to swallow your family whole…]

The blue eyes beyond the communication port looked directly at Logan.

It’s clearly a smiling expression, but it’s a strange feeling that the eyes aren’t smiling at all.

The calm eyes that showed no change in emotions chilled Logan’s heart.

“I just got a call. I just begged for it and moved on.”

[At best?]

“They don’t have the resources. It seems to me that the Duke of Douglas has the advantage.”

[Hoo. You definitely have a discerning eye. But these aren’t empty words, right? It could not be that he would join the Second Prince faction to stop the conquest of Bipros…]

The Duke of Douglas’s eyes were still unchanged as he looked at Logan, trailing off.

“Is that possible? Our family does not have the resources, so we have no choice but to remain completely neutral. And I will support you, at least mentally. I hope you will make sure to step on the remaining Bipros troops.”

[Hehe, but you still say everything you want to say. Well, I don’t think it was a lie, but… I’m just advising you just in case, but if you’re deceiving me, I can’t just let it go like that stupid Jordan guy.]

This guy and that guy were all threats.

This is probably all because Mac Line is weak.

Logan gritted his teeth on the inside and smiled on the outside.

“of course.”

The civil war has just begun.

It was the moment when the McLane family’s neutrality was officially recognized in the whirlpool of strife.

Although some dangerous elements of disruption remained.

* * * McLane’s capture of Bypros.

That sudden incident surprised all the nobles in the kingdom, but the person who was most surprised was Max Ferretta.

A person who was located between the McLane and Bipros territories and chose to become Bipros’s subordinate after a dispute.

And those who were told to send reinforcements to Bypros, but heard that the battle was over before they could go.

Max Ferretta, who was in a situation where he had no choice but to be cautious in many ways, knew as a fait accompli that McLane would suffer terrible revenge after this unreasonable conquest.

“Count Bipros will come down and destroy it himself, or he will impose harsh punishment at the faction level.”

For him, it was common sense and a natural inference.

however.

[There is no conquest. McLane’s neutrality is permitted.]

He could not help but be taken aback by the single command from above.

“How did this happen? They blew themselves up!”

“…There must have been some kind of trick in McLane. There is no way Roger Vipros would tolerate this situation! The elites of the Vipros military must be fine… Why…?”

Hearing the scolding next to him, Richalt hastily came up with an excuse, but no matter how hard he tried, he had no way of understanding what was going on.

“I was trying to follow the Count’s words! Biphros also tried to help and sent knights to the central front. It’s just a little late. Shouldn’t the Count help us?! Rehalt! What if they are targeting us in this situation…!”

“…If they are neutral, they won’t be able to touch us, my lord. Calm down.”

He wasn’t this stupid.

Richalt sighed invisibly as he looked at his master stamping his feet.

He understood that the situation had become strange due to McLaine’s unexpected behavior.

Vipros and MacLaine. At the moment, they are stuck in the middle of McLane’s territory.

If it were not for the current special situation, they could be seen as being on the verge of being eaten by McLane.

However, Ferretta is now clearly a faction of Bipros, that is, the Second Prince faction.

‘If you publicly declare neutrality, you can’t touch us first. It’s okay.’

Therefore, it seemed pitiful that the lord was in such trouble.

However, Richalt was forced to realize that he was the real fool when he saw McLane’s notice that came the next day

. Since we want to build a relationship… (sigh)….]

To briefly interpret a sentence containing long rhetoric:

The current situation is such that we cannot attack directly, but no matter who becomes king in the future, we are the Lords of this region.

So….

It meant, ”

If you don’t want to be defeated then, kneel now.

” “…What are the odds of us being able to defeat McLane?”

“It’s difficult without outside help.”

Richalt’s decisive words. Max Ferretta’s expression became even more crumpled.

“What were the conditions?”

“First of all, food and supplies worth 100,000 gold each month….”

1.2 million in one year. Compared to the budget of Ferretta’s territory, it is less than 1/10th. It was a small amount.

If you look at it up to this point, it was a very generous condition, but the problem was in another clause.

“… There was also a condition to lower the tenancy tax from 70% to 30% and allow internal inspection every month. And when it is crucially necessary, we have the right

to call in troops.” In fact, it was a threat to involve all financial and military authority.

“What if we refuse?”

“… Historically speaking, a civil war like this would last six months at most. And when that time comes, McLane will not hesitate.”

I don’t know anything else, but you and your family will die for sure.

I couldn’t bear to put into words what I meant, so I only conveyed it with my eyes.

The lord, whose spirit had already been lost, quickly lost 10 years. He sighed with an older-looking face.

“…I will accept the conditions. I will join the vassal’s family again.”

In this way, Ferretta became a vassal of McLane again after 200 years.