I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 64

＃When I returned, the family was ruined (65)

Inside the conference room, there was silence.

Cheyman looked at Knight Commander Rowern. Rowern sent several hand signals.

-Mana amount is close to 6 stars.

-There is no trace of black flame at all.

Chaiman, seeing the secret hand signal, nodded.

‘You can’t smoke black salt.’

There was a story I heard from Myers.

It is said that when the Archduke restored the family’s technology ten years ago, he even restored the arcane breathing method that could make black flame bloom.

‘The youngest Confucius said he learned it.’

That was precisely why Myers was blooming black flames.

Ethan Ardan.

His talent and skills were much higher than those of the youngest Confucius.

The story goes that if the youngest Confucius produced black flames, the grand duke should naturally also produce black flames.

Despite this, the mana that Ethan poured out had only a red energy lingering around it. Why can’t the black flame bloom?

There’s no way I wouldn’t have learned the vision method that was restored in the past.

There were two possibilities.

The first is that he has completely hidden the black flames because he has reached a point where he can manipulate them completely freely.

second is.

‘…Maybe he’s unqualified.’

Among the members of the duke family, there were those who were born unable to produce black flame. Unqualified was the name given to such personnel.

The direction Chaiman was thinking of was the second.

‘It is highly unlikely to be the first.’

The fact that he was able to manipulate the black flame so freely meant that his skills were comparable to those of the previous generation.

A person who has not even had half a year since his mana hole was broken has reached the same level as the previous Duke?

No matter how strong the Archduke was, it was something that completely went beyond common sense.

If he had that kind of skill, he would have already cut off the heads of all the nobles in the conference hall.

What is there to be afraid of when you have reached a level similar to that of the previous Duke, a realm close to transcendence?

It was obvious that even the leader of the knights, Rowern, would drop his head at the unity.

‘If you have that level of skill and can’t produce black flames…’

it means you are unqualified.

Chayman’s eyes sparkled.

Myers is starting to emit black flames.

The value of the youngest Confucius has increased dozens of times at this moment.

Suddenly, my mind was filled with peace.

‘Fight.’

Irdan and the Grand Duke.

As long as these two people stick together, there is nothing more I could ask for. Irdan, who was silent, looked at the faction members.

The faction that numbered five has already been reduced to three.

The only remaining nobles were a viscount and a baron.

They were talking with their eyes.

Are you really going to accept that request?

‘Damn it! ‘What are you going to do with me?’

Chayman would have made arrangements with his faction and then raised taxes.

On the other hand, what about yourself?

There wasn’t even time to coordinate.

Irdan said after thinking for a while.

“…We need time to discuss.”

“Let’s decide right here.”

“Give it a week….”

“Then it’s war.”

The Archduke placed his hand on the handle of the great sword. Anyone can see that he looks like he’s about to pull out a sword at any moment.

All the nobles in the conference room clicked their tongues. I wondered if a person suffering from mania would be like that.

Even Chayman, who was secretly rooting for the Archduke, showed an expression of disgust.

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‘He’s really crazy.’

He’s also a crazy guy who can’t communicate.

If that kind of person even had power, there was nothing more terrifying than that.

“What is the answer?”

After rejecting the offer, he confronts the archduke?

Irdan shook his head.

Even if he defeated the archduke here, there was nothing to gain.

This was especially true in the situation where Chaiman was smiling while looking at himself and the Archduke.

‘But what if you refuse the offer?’

That crazy guy will take out his sword right away.

A war might break out here.

Even if that wasn’t the case, he would later move the Confederacy to attack his faction.

The moment an offer was rejected or postponed, only Chayman benefited.

“…I will accept it.”

Irdan eventually raised the white flag.

It was that moment.

Viscount Caston and Baron Heneris belong to Irdan’s faction.

The two nobles widened their eyes.

In an instant, tax revenue was reduced by nearly half.

How can the head of a faction decide on such important matters without even the usual consultation!

My faith in Irdan was shaken right away.

Charisma and determination are essential elements for a leader.

The current Irdan lacked these two things.

Right then.

Sensing someone’s gaze, Viscount Caston turned his head slightly.

The Viscount was shocked.

Count Chayman.

Because he was secretly making eye contact with an unknown smile.

gulp.

The Viscount swallowed very carefully. He was also a nobleman who had gone through many hardships in his own way.

I could immediately guess what that eye greeting meant.

Change of faction!

In the silent conference room, Chaiman was making a secret proposal to himself.

‘…We could at least have a conversation.’

Viscount Caston moved his eyebrows very cautiously. Meanwhile, the conversation between the Archduke and Irdan continued.

“Apply from today.”

“…I understand.”

The leader of the faction had to be strong, not groveling like a dog wagging its tail like Irdan is now.

‘You came over.’

Cheyman smiled quietly.

Irdan was completely cornered. If you kidnap Viscount Caston, the only thing left for him is the Baron.

Can we call it a faction?

In fact, it would only be claiming that it is a lonely faction.

Irdan lost a lot.

On the other hand.

It was a meeting from which the Archduke and himself gained a lot.

* * *

After the meeting ended.

The nobles came out of the conference hall one by one, and soon they were able to witness a shocking scene.

The Order of the Red Lion, a knightly order directly subordinate to the Earl of Amelton.

This is because they were kneeling while looking at the dragon slayer.

why?

The person who was most shocked was Irdan, the owner of the knights.

“What are you doing!”

With his face turning red, he screamed loudly.

“Count. Please fix it. “I will ask.”

Jarid hastily stopped him.

There were too many eyes watching here.

If even the Count showed signs of shaking, the situation would worsen out of control.

He asked while looking at Vice Commander Ponce.

“Why are you kneeling?”

“…I lost the duel. sorry! Lord! “I take this responsibility even if it means cutting off my own head!”

Ponce immediately brought the sword to his own throat. Jarid was shocked and stopped him.

“What are you doing!”

“…I have committed a mortal sin. You have brought down the honor of the Red Lion Knights to the ground…”

Irdan and Jarid’s eyes wavered.

Dragon Slayer.

Although the name is grandiose, in reality it is at best a knightly order that gathers barons and vassals.

But you lost the duel?

And the Count’s Knights?

It was an unbelievable story.

But I couldn’t help but believe it.

The reason why the entire knights knelt was explained only as defeat.

The Archduke, who was listening to the story from the knights, looked at Irdan with a grin on his face.

“There’s nothing wrong with a red lion.”

Wow!

There was no shame like this.

Irdan had a hunch.

The fact that I lost so much through today’s meeting and duel.

This was a fact that could be known just by looking into the eyes of the viscounts and barons who belonged to his faction.

Their eyes were swaying back and forth like a boat in a storm. On the other hand, the reactions of the knights standing around were completely different.

‘…What kind of swordsmanship did you learn?’

It’s a faction fight.

Such trivial things were not of interest to the knights gathered here.

Nerian.

The sophisticated yet deadly swordsmanship he showed.

That was the only thing I was curious about.

Nerian did not stand out that much among the six-star knights.

That person knocked down three knights in a duel. This was also a sight shown against famous knights.

It was said that the level of swordsmanship he learned was truly high.

What’s even more surprising is:

The fact was that the inventor of the sword technique was none other than the Archduke.

Everyone’s eyes suddenly focused on one person.

The owner of the dragon slayer who is putting pressure on Irdan with a black greatsword hanging on him.

The founder of a subversive swordsmanship called Yongsalgeom.

Ethan Ardan.

The legitimate eldest son of a duke family with talent that they could not even imagine.

Despite the knights’ piercing gaze, the Archduke’s expression remained calm.

So he got on the carriage.

Sylvia, who was riding together, asked.

“Did the meeting end well?”

“so so.”

By putting pressure on Irdan, he signed the document.

In areas he controls, tax rates will return to normal levels starting the next day.

‘Viscount Caston.’

A viscount belonging to Irdan’s faction.

The look he shared with Chayman clearly seemed like he was thinking about changing his career.

Thanks to the factional fight, there is no place to get help.

Irdan was completely cornered.

‘How are you going to act?’

Bow your head to Cheyman?

Even so, there was no way he would accept Irdan. Even if I accept it, they will try to cut off my limbs.

Irdan now had few options to choose from.

Ethan smoothed the handle of the great sword. How will a rat in a poison behave?

Time will tell.

The carriage began to run towards Viscount Itun.

* * *

Irdan.

He was almost beside himself with the news coming in these days. It was all bad news.

He looked at the head deacon who was speaking hesitantly in front of him.

“…what? betrayal?”

“…yes. It seems that Viscount Caston has gone over to the opposing faction.”

“Are you sure?”

“…I haven’t been contacted at all recently. Moreover… it is said that the knights of Count Chayman’s side have departed for the Viscount’s territory.”

“….”

“The atmosphere of the territory residents is also unusual. They lowered the taxes, but it did not translate into goodwill toward us…”

The news that the Archduke not only humiliated Irdan at the conference hall but also showed his true skills and put pressure on him has already spread so widely that there is no one who doesn’t know about it. I was out.

It was only the Archduke who was receiving praise. This wasn’t the only bad rumor.

The Red Lion Knights and the Dragon Slayers.

As news of the duel between the two knights spread, the reputation of the Red Lion began to be ruined to the ends of the earth. The rumor was spreading uncontrollably.

“…What is the whereabouts of those people who are spreading such bullshit rumors?”

“…It seems that the forces of Chaiman and the Archduke are moving together. I haven’t caught the tail yet…”

Boom!

“Damn it!”

Irdan hit the desk and gritted his teeth. All of this was a collaboration between the cunning Chaiman and the Archduke.

The two were applying blood-curing pressure as if they were joining hands and feet.

It’s okay for now.

However, he could not have known that the throne he was sitting on was slowly starting to crack.

“…get out! “Don’t even think about entering the office until you catch them!”

“…yes.”

After the president left the office.

Irdan touched his head.

‘What should I do?’

Do we really have to attack the archduke?

The situation was becoming more and more extreme. What was certain was that if it remained like this, it would naturally dry out and die.

It was then.

“You look troubled.”

“…!”

Irdan was astonished.

Because someone was already in the office.

It was the moment when the person wearing the pure white robe moved his hand.

The kettle floated up and started spewing out tea water onto the tea cup.

“…Who are you?”

He wordlessly handed me a card.

A gold plaque with an elaborate dragon head engraved on it.

Irdan’s eyes lit up when he saw that.

“…Capital Magic Society?”

“haha. Although we are cooperating there, we are not directly affiliated with it.”

“…Then is he a member of the church?”

“you’re right. “I am the archbishop’s eighth servant.”

Archbishop’s servant?

There was only one position that allowed him to express himself so directly.

‘bishop?’

Considering that each kingdom has one archbishop, it seemed like a significant high-ranking member of the church had come.

“…Why did you come to me?”

It was that moment.

Red lips revealed between the draped robes smiled.

“Don’t you want to deal with the Archduke? I think we can help.”

“…!”

Irdan narrowed his eyes.