I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 49

#When I returned, the family was ruined (50)

“I just solved one of the recipes passed down in the family.”

“….”

“Do you understand?”

Do you understand?

Ilya didn’t understand at all.

Herbal potion.

This wasn’t just a concept of mixing herbs and potions.

The proportions had to be adjusted without any error, and in the process, the chemical reactions of the seven herbs and potions had to be precisely calculated to maximize the effect.

It is said that he came up with the idea of mixing herbs and potions to create a more efficient potion.

In order to implement such an elaborate production method, a wizard of at least 8th rank or higher was needed.

‘It’s natural.’

So, wouldn’t it be possible to get ten potions with just one potion and seven herbs?

Even Illia, an 8th rank archmage, invested two years to perfect the herbal potion recipe.

‘This recipe… was owned by a famous swordsman?’

It couldn’t have been that way.

Ilya immediately refuted.

“Not a magic tower or a master craftsman, but a master swordsman who created such a production method? “I just can’t understand.”

“Then don’t understand.”

“…what?”

“Is it none of my business whether you understand or not?”

“That…”

Ilya was momentarily taken aback.

The Archduke’s words were not wrong.

Since he didn’t steal anything that was his, there was no problem in the end.

however.

Why is it so uncomfortable?

As I turned around like this, I felt something was regretful.

It was that moment.

The Archduke said as if throwing something out.

“I have a lot of those items in my head.”

“…a lot?”

“okay. a lot.”

There were quite a lot of items that he remembered, as humanity collapsed and all knowledge on making various inventions was lost.

Illya’s heart pounded hard at the sight of Ethan answering so calmly.

‘You really know so much about how to make something like that?’

Wizards are a group of people who cannot control their curiosity very well. The Grand Duke’s words naturally aroused curiosity.

I saw sparkling eyes.

If I wanted to catch that wizard here, I had to throw at least some bait.

‘I guess I should give a few things away as a taste.’

In any case, they were just throwing out drafts of ideas, and they were all things that future Ilya would create.

There was nothing to waste.

“A potion that can be made by mixing monster blood, holy water, and several medicinal ingredients.”

flinch!

“Something like a liquid that can change mana into other energy just by drinking it.”

“…!”

As Ethan continued speaking, Ilya’s trembling grew more and more.

“Uh…how?”

Are you talking about all the items you are researching or have drafted to attempt to research?

Ethan’s words did not end there. Because I was throwing ideas in directions I had never thought of.

That was knowledge that would surprise even Illya, the so-called great wizard.

“What I said is only a small part of it. “Because the family’s vision is overflowing.”

“…Nonsense!”

I couldn’t understand it at all.

This was absolutely not knowledge that could be obtained from a renowned swordsmanship school.

‘lie!’

It’s a blatant lie.

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But one thing was certain. It was true that the Archduke’s knowledge was truly vast and vast.

‘…curious.’

Archduke.

What should we do with the author?

Everything he said now is just fragmented knowledge.

Even the complete results of that knowledge would exist in the Archduke’s mind.

I wanted to find out.

‘Should I obtain knowledge through kidnapping?’

however.

In the Kingdom of Heidern, the significance of being a member of the Duke’s family was much greater than expected.

So much so that even if you were an 8th rank wizard, you would be reluctant to act rashly.

‘Besides…’

The pure power of fire shown earlier was not an ability that even an archmage could easily regard.

Although he appeared with the lights off, pretending to be very calm, there was also an old man’s face that felt hot and his eyebrows were furrowed.

The delicate mana control and enormous power contained in the mana of fire were such that even the great wizard himself could not take it lightly.

nineteen.

An attack full of sophistication that one would never be able to show at that age.

Ilya was lost in thought as if he was thinking. Ethan smiled quietly at that sight.

This is Ethan, who has met countless people throughout his life.

Finding out what Ilya was thinking right now would have been easier than a piece of cake.

“Hey wizard.”

“…Why are you doing that?”

“Don’t think nonsense.”

flinch!

Ilya’s ears perked up.

“…Your words are truly rude.”

“I have rude thoughts, so I have no choice but to speak rudely.”

“joy! “If I think like that, what will you do?”

Ilya’s pride was hurt.

The more I talked to the Archduke, the more I felt like he was constantly trying to stop me.

The strongest strength you can show off.

That was extensive knowledge about production and the magic skills to implement it.

however.

Compared to the knowledge the archduke possessed, this just felt like new blood. In the end, she had only one remaining means of asserting her shattered pride.

overwhelming power!

‘Hmm.’

Ethan looked at Ilia.

I saw a wizard spouting out words with his cheeks puffed out, as if his pride had been hurt.

Well, it wasn’t that I didn’t understand.

The ‘knight’, who is seeing the items he has been researching his whole life for the first time, not only knows everything, but also has a lot of new ideas.

My pride as a production wizard must have been completely shattered.

Can you stop me?

The sulking face seemed to be saying that.

Ethan immediately took out his sword.

“Whatever. “I need to help you come to your senses.”

“under! Little knight. I am a wizard who has lived decades longer than you. “Don’t make the mistake of losing your youthful spirit.”

mistake?

Ethan, who grinned at Ilia’s words, answered quietly.

“It’s a ‘doppelganger.’ “Let me show you what a true knight I am.”

“…!”

How can I know my identity!

Ilya opened her eyes wide.

It was that moment.

Ethan approached Ilia at high speed, holding the drawn greatsword.

His movements were much faster than before.

Two pills stuck together in the heart.

This is because the mana, which released all the energy contained in the pill and spread out into the Four Seas, gave explosive power.

Ilya quickly rotated her mana. She put her nature into her mana.

It was ‘slow’.

The surrounding atmosphere was instantly engulfed by the Archmage’s mana.

The speed was truly astonishing. Among the fragments of time that divide one second into one hundred, the very first half.

It was time for her territory to be established. It could be said to be shocking for a transfer that was brought about with a single gesture.

A talent that has been chosen and chosen among countless wizards.

An archmage was that kind of being.

A knight uses a dragon within his own domain. Perhaps not only will it slow down, but time will stop within the area and you will be unable to move.

I will take it down once and for all and clearly show him the difference in power!

It was the moment when Ilya looked at Ethan triumphantly.

She widened her eyes.

The moment the mana containing ‘slowness’ touches you.

Ethan was moving through that area quite naturally.

‘What…what!’

Research and exploration.

And the eyes of the archmage who grasped the truth were analyzing one by one what the knight was doing now.

The archduke entered the territory.

It wasn’t enough that the fiery mana that flowed from his body burned away all of his ‘slowness’ qualities.

He was narrowing the distance by very naturally clearing a straight path.

Ilya was shocked and spun her mana.

When her new form became blurry.

Huh!

A great sword overflowing with the power of fire grazed her blonde hair.

Dozens of layers of defensive magic shattered like glass, and Ilya’s blonde hair was cut off.

The helplessly cut hair instantly turned to ashes. Ilya, who took a step back, shouted.

“What are you doing!”

Ilya broke into a cold sweat.

The situation just now was really dangerous.

‘why…!’

The period of time he has been training Mana alone is over a hundred years.

The power accumulated in mana and control are bound to be overwhelmingly superior to that young knight.

But how can they penetrate their own territory so easily?

Although she was not the same type of war mage who was accustomed to battle, she had lived for a long time and had her own experience of battle.

‘At best, the mana amount is at a 4-star level…’

When he exploded with power just now, he showed a mana amount close to 5-star level. At that level, my whole body would explode with just one gesture from her.

However, the archduke was completely different from ordinary knights.

Not only was it not enough to simply destroy his mana, he also narrowed the distance in an instant.

The sword strike that destroyed dozens of layers of defense and cut off hair was still vivid in my mind.

She swallowed.

If only I had that level of mana control and power. Even if he attacked with all his sincerity, there was no way he could easily suppress it.

‘At least half a day.’

It would take about half a day of crazy magic to subdue the author.

Ethan asked with a chuckle as he saw Ilia screaming.

“Do you understand the knife skills I showed you just now?”

“…!”

Ilya’s eyes widened greatly.

The Archduke is nineteen.

This means that, including the time he was unconscious for ten years, the time he has lived in this world is not even ten years.

But the swordsmanship he showed.

Even at the bare minimum, it contained more skill than an 8-star knight called ‘Master’.

In addition, his mana control was also high enough to overwhelm him.

‘What on earth are people doing?’

Even if you think he was a rare swordsman genius, this was on a completely different level. After only ten years of training, it is impossible to possess such skills even after death.

Ethan touched the sword and spoke softly.

“Think about it like that again.”

“….”

Ilya, who was immediately speechless, grabbed his collar tightly.

My pride was naturally hurt.

However, the thought that that fearsome knight might attack him once more made his stomach tingle.

The life of a crafting wizard.

I haven’t been through much combat and have rarely faced situations this dangerous.

‘Is that the last time I get faster?’

If not.

His life could really be in danger.

Although wizards were basically curious, it was not to the point where they would throw away their lives.

Unless you are a wizard who is quite crazy about knowledge.

Although Illya was very curious, she was not a crazy wizard.

She shook her head.

“…I’m sorry. “I was rude.”

“Let me make you understand. “Then let’s go back now.”

Ethan, who spit out a cold and cold congratulatory message, looked at Illya.

I was in a situation where my pride was not only hurt but completely crushed.

There was no way I could easily go back just because I was told to.

The prediction was exactly right.

Because Ilya was quietly looking at Ethan while holding his sleeve.

How do you know such knowledge?

How were you able to develop such skills?

And how did he discover his identity right away?

Archduke.

I became curious about the secret he had.

It was the greatest curiosity I had experienced in my life of over 100 years.

Ilya pursed her lips.

She was a mixed race of two races: human and doppelganger.

That was the reason why I had been living inside the dungeon for over a hundred years.

Different races and humans.

Because there was no place that would accept me as a mixed race person of two races.

Long years.

During those years, most of her daily life took place in the laboratory within the dungeon.

The only people they interacted with were the people at the top who would sell their products.

This means that compared to the years we have lived, our experience in forming human relationships is very poor.

“…me. “He’s good at producing.”

Ilya, who could not bear to accept the order to celebrate the wedding, could only express himself in words like this.

This was especially true in situations where his true self was revealed without putting on the old man’s shell.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a direct conversation with a human like this.

‘I’m caught.’

There was a big bite coming.

However, in order to definitely complete the ‘ranking order’, it was necessary to engage in one more tug-of-war.

Ethan asked back with an expressionless face.

“so?”

“…He is also called the Grand Wizard.”

“Why are you telling me that?”

“It’s just that…”

The burning curiosity was not easily extinguished even by cold words.

Rather, the desire to stay here and learn more about the Archduke was rising.

“Hmm.”

Ilya spoke quickly as Ethan looked intently, as if he was thinking about something.

“Min…it will definitely help!”

That was natural.

Because it was something I had clearly seen in my past life.

“how?”

“knife! That sword! You can carve a magic formula into it! “If only I had a blacksmith to carve the circuit…!”

If you carve a magical formula into an ordinary item, it turns into an artifact in itself.

‘Artifact.’

Ethan was not the type of person to shy away from auxiliary tools.

Because the item I couldn’t use in my previous life was an artifact.

“The dwarf blacksmith will come in about ten days.”

Forforence.

The letter he sent stated that he would visit this place in person to check the patterns engraved on the printing press.

“Dwarf?”

“okay. “Let’s check your abilities then.”

At those words, Ilya asked, holding on to his collar tightly.

“So…is it okay for me to stay here?”

“Anyway.”

Ethan willingly agreed.

Because it was a question that there was no reason to refuse.