Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

The lord himself will impart intermediate swordsmanship techniques.

The knights of the Maclaine family had gathered at the training ground from early dawn after hearing the unbelievable news the day before.

Did our family even have intermediate-level swordsmanship to pass on?

Maybe its just the household head imparting some tips?

Weve already been given plenty of advice on that. If thats all there is to it

Oh come on. Hes not one to make empty promises.

As the murmurs among the knights grew louder, a familiar middle-aged face slowly entered the training ground from the corner.

As soon as they noticed him, all the knights bowed their heads simultaneously.

Greetings, my lord!

Greetings, my sovereign!

Despite their respectful and polite greetings, the expression on Patriarch Padric entering the grounds was not a pleasant one.

Truly split into two, arent we? Since when did our knight order become a pair of rivals?

Padric voiced his disbelief and all the knights flinched at the same time.

Indeed, the knights were currently divided into two groupsone with 41 members and the other with 32standing arrayed as if they were from opposing nations.

One was made of knights originally from the Maclaine family, while the other consisted of knights who had defected from Teslon.

While its understandable that theres some tension, given that you once fought each other to the death, I thought it would improve gradually given the knights code of honor Instead, tsk.

His tone conveyed his frustration, but his presence was gradually becoming more commanding.

The red-haired, red-eyed middle-aged man stood there, and the dawn light behind him seemed to bleed out in a crimson hue at that moment.

During my silence, absurd rumors have reached my ears. Clique-forming, lazinessits disappointing to believe they might be true

The knights could only sweat nervously at each encounter with the lords discontented eyes, while Padrics presence continued to rise.

Filled with complacency. While I train relentlessly in the pursuit of strength and my son tirelessly manages the estate

While the lords steady approach seemed relaxed, the pressure felt heavier than ever.

To think that knights, sworn protectors of the estate, are engaging in petty brawls like children. Ive been too negligent, have I? Yes, its my fault. Isnt it?

As Padrics imposing aura pressed down upon the entire order, Heinckel, standing in front at the time, instinctively knew that their lord had grown stronger still.

Instead of reveling in the break-through from decades of stagnation, they all felt increasingly tense.

Its not so!

The knights, sensing the increasingly hostile atmosphere, responded in unison, shaking their heads vigorously.

No, its indeed my fault. Hence, Ive decided to pay a bit more attention from now on. Alright?

Certainly!

Good. So first of all

Gulp.

As the knights tensed up, gazing at their lord, a two-meter-long red light beam erupted from the wooden sword Padric had picked up.

Ah!

What is that?!

Even the most skeptical knights widened their eyes as they clearly witnessed their lord reaching the pinnacle of mastery.

Swordsmanship is best learned with the body. Come forth, one by one.

But to them, at that moment, this was nothing but a calamity.

Watching the downcast expressions of his knights, Padrics face grew colder.

Rolling in the mud will keep them from entertaining any foolish thoughts.

To leave behind a worthy knight order for his son, he was prepared to go through any hardship.

* * *

Awakening from meditation and finishing his morning training, Logan headed to his office. On the way, he encountered Dwayne and immediately addressed him, bypassing pleasantries.

Have you posted the recruitment notice for soldiers?

Yes. Well begin recruiting at both fortresses with the onset of winter. Ferran, whos in charge of the soldiers, is quite agitated by the sudden news of reinforcements, but we have plenty of money.

Something about Dwaynes words didnt quite add up, causing Logan to clear his throat.

*Cough* Money is money and work needs people. Help out where you can

Whats there to worry about when theres ample money? Hell manage on his own.

Dwaynes bright smile suggested he had no concerns.

This man has certainly changed.

Though Logan internally sighed, he felt no urge to do anything about it.

Well, father will soon take over the regular troops training as well.

Wasnt Patriarch planned to handle the knights training?

Soldiers are, broadly speaking, knight-in-training. Who knows if more Awakened will emerge under his tutelage?

Placing talent in the appropriate roles was key to estate management.

Logan intended to keep his father busy, ensuring no regret for relinquishing authority too soon.

Haha. Well, please proceed as you wish.

Fortunately, Dwayne, now seemingly an absolute yes-man, posed no objections.

Have all the vassals completed their work and returned home? Well need to gather them again in about a month, but let them rest well before that.

Are you referring to the village construction? Thats already been arranged. The vassals are responding well.

The response is good?

Even though they should be resting during the onset of winter?

Thats the impact the young master has made.

I see

While Logan was yet to adapt to this situation, he decided to accept it, considering it to be a good thing.

They will also be provided food. Besides, its their own homes theyll be building.

In hindsight, Dwaynes reasoning did seem logical.

And when we recruit soldiers

Aaaah!

Suddenly, a piercing scream swallowed Logans words, coming from a distance. The agonizing cry drew their attention.

?

?

Sounds like it came from the training ground

It does. Isnt that where the knight training is taking place now..?

Bang!

Save me!

L-lord, p-please