Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 185

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Episode 185: Logan took the king’s reaction seriously.

‘We can’t let the king continue to go astray like this.’

There was still a truly big mountain left to overcome.

A crisis that must be faced with all one’s might, mobilizing everything in the kingdom.

The internal turmoil ahead of that time could not be dragged out for long.

‘We have to find the people who did the trick.’

But that determination faced a wall from the beginning.

“The royal magic tower lord, Lord Chasen, said he couldn’t even find a trace.”

“What if it’s Lord Chasen?”

“He is a wizard of the 5th class of the Wizard School. If he cannot be found, it is impossible to trace him using magic.”

Even though it had lower attribute magic and combat power than a circle wizard, the effectiveness of class magic was not comparable to circle magic.

A 5th class mage has the same power as a 6th circle mage in terms of non-combat.

If he can’t find it, he can’t find it.

“Neither Esperanza’s trackers nor the royal inspectors could find them. That’s why we suspected the insider even more.”

In short, it meant that there were no clues at all.

The checks and searches carried out around the capital are now just a ritual.

Since there was no basis to identify the culprit, those conducting the search had no choice but to stop the suspect if they thought it was suspicious.

As a result, only a few wanted criminals were arrested.

‘I can only sigh.’

Logan connected the communication to the territory, hoping that a genius he knew would solve his suffocating feelings.

however.

[yes? Why are you asking me that?]

“…What?”

[Telling me such top-secret information means that you trust me and I am truly grateful, but… Why are you asking me for an idea to catch the culprit who attacked the royal family…?]

Damian is really confused. This was clearly read on his face.

[I’m just an administrator who was selected for writing good poetry… Did they leave any poetry behind?]

“Ah…”

Yes. It was like that.

At this point, Damian Nadal was just an administrator who took over after his family went bankrupt.

‘Could it be that I had a special experience in a past life that I didn’t touch and that awakened my talent?’

In that case, he would have made a grandiose effort in the name of securing talent first.

Strong.

I suddenly got a headache.

Although I promised myself to be more cautious, I ended up generalizing again, blindly trusting the information from my past life.

Is it because everything has been going well recently?

Without realizing it, I had let my guard down again and was vaguely thinking that I could just leave it to Damian.

A sigh came out of my mouth.

If this happens, we will have to change all plans related to information organization from the basics.

I’m blaming myself like that.

Damian, inside the communication port, said something fascinating.

[There seems to be no poetry. Well, if you still want to hear my opinion, can I tell you what I think?]

“…Is there a solution?!”

[That’s just an idea rather than a solution, but like I said, I don’t know much about this…]

The expectations that soared for a moment fell to the ground even faster than that.

But Logan feels like grasping at straws right now.

“If you have any good ideas, just tell me.”

[hmm. I think we need to clear up the premise first. Assuming everything I heard is true…]

“It’s true.”

[yes. If it’s true, wouldn’t they have had no intention of killing the king in the first place?]

“…What?”

[Since ancient times, most assassination attempts against monarchs have been desperate. Everything changes depending on whether or not you achieve the desired results. If they really tried to kill His Majesty and failed, there is no way they could clean up the situation so cleanly. Unless you were thoroughly prepared for failure in the first place…]

“Ah…!!”

A realization that felt like being punched in the back of the head.

Damian was exactly relieving my discomfort about the attack, which I felt was suspicious but had no clear reason for.

“Then they…?”

[If an incident occurs for unknown reasons, the person who benefits the most from the incident is likely to be the culprit. However, looking at the current situation, there is no one benefiting from it, so it seems correct to say that this incident was aimed at those who will be harmed by it.]

“…Me?”

[yes? What is that…?]

Hearing the confused voice coming through the communication port, Logan sighed softly and explained the situation.

“I was pointed out as the mastermind behind the assassination attempt. I thought there was no reason for that based on common sense, but His Majesty seemed to think differently.”

[Ah, a subject stronger than the king. It must have been aimed at causing conflict between the subject and the king. That explains it.]

“So what do you think?”

[Yes?]

Damian asks again in a daze.

But Logan’s questions continued.

“What do you think I should do now? Is there a way to catch them?”

[Uh… well… didn’t you say that magic tracking isn’t possible? In that situation, what would I do….]

“If you were in the position of giving orders to those guys, how would you have escaped? Just think about it that way! You were an expert in that field… no, you have the talent to become an expert.”

You were the one who made the Grandia Liberation Front fight for 30 years to avoid the power of that powerful empire.

‘They all probably ran away. But if there is any way to catch it, please tell me!’

Logan repeats this to himself and stares intently at the communication port.

[…Hmm. What if it were me?]

After thinking for a moment, Damian came up with an unexpected answer.

[I wouldn’t run away.]

“…What?”

[Why are you moving so hard? You said you weren’t even caught? Isn’t it true that they can’t track magic and they won’t know if you take off the mask?]

“Huh…”

[From their point of view, the entire area around the capital is under siege. Of course, I’m confident that I didn’t leave any evidence, but since you never know, I won’t make any hasty moves.]

Logan nodded at the unexpected answer.

“Yes. That seems plausible. However, right after that, wizards were deployed at the castle gate and everyone passing by was being investigated using search magic. If it is a Force user whose identity has not been proven…” [I

heard that the initial response was late. In that case, at least I could have escaped the castle gate. No matter how dark it is under the lamp, you won’t be able to hide in the busy inner or outer city streets.]

“In that case…”

[Yes. If they remain near the capital, the most likely location would be the slums outside the outer castle.]

Logan’s mouth opened at Damian’s calm reasoning.

“…a slum?”

[A neglected area without a census. Moreover, didn’t you say that some people had their arms cut off? That kind of thing is probably common in slums, so it would be good to hide it. If you hide there and leave when it becomes quiet, no one will find you.]

“Those who disappeared without leaving a trace in the palace hid in the slums?”

No matter how much I think about it, I think it’s more likely that he ran away.

[It could be possible if they thought carefully. It’s just my opinion. You’re not really taking what I’m saying seriously, are you?]

“…No. Still, I think it’s worth investigating.”

[yes? But I also heard rumors about the capital’s slums. If there are people who don’t know their names or their intentions and decide to hide there, who will be able to find them?]

“There are people who can find them.”

They don’t know anything about Damian, who is a stubborn teacher and a person who is less seasoned by the world.

Logan immediately looked for Nox.

The information guild in that slum.

“A list of those who hid in the slums around that day…?”

“okay.”

At Logan’s firm answer, the eyes of the middle-aged man who was smiling at the big guest wavered.

“Your Excellency. If it were your request, we would like to do our best to solve it, but even we cannot understand everything about the slums.”

“One of them is probably one-armed. He doesn’t have a right arm.”

“There are not just one or two idiots in the slums…”

“No?”

Gradually.

The middle-aged man, whose eyes returned to the bag of gold coins that Logan had put down, hastily answered.

“Oh no. I think that’s quite possible if you give me time.”

If you want to do business in the Kingdom of Grandia now, you must not go against Logan McLane’s wishes.

In such a situation, the compensation was certain, so I had no choice but to accept it unconditionally.

“We will mobilize all of our branch personnel to find it. Please wait one day.”

“It’ll be troublesome if they show up and run away.”

“That will never happen.”

The middle-aged man promised so, and soon the results were as he said.

– We checked all the one-armed people who came in before and after that day. But it looks like he’s just a vagabond and not a force user. Is that okay?

– Thank you Aiko. We will soon let you know the results of your last request. yes? These are the five people who were requested by their names and impressions a while ago. I gave it to one person… Yes, yes. I think we’ll be able to find traces of three of the others soon.

‘…Independent super people.’

First, I shook my head to shake away thoughts about the request I had heard as a bonus and had forgotten for a while.

Now is the time to find the criminals who attempted the assassination.

Logan walked slowly, reflecting on the information Nox had given him.

There are three one-armed people without a right arm that Nox told me about.

We thought about mobilizing troops, but the moment knights or soldiers flock in, the slums will turn into chaos, and catching them will become impossible at that moment.

So, Logan put on his old robe and walked through the alleys of the slums as the sun was setting.

The two have already been confirmed. They were vagabonds from disabled veterans.

If it was a failure this time, it would have been assumed that they had run away really early.

If that happens, at least there will be no chance of catching them.

Logan sighed inwardly and walked away, but soon his red eyes glowed in an alley.

I came into sight of three vagabonds lying face down in a corner of a ruin without even a roof.

At first glance, they looked no different from other beggars… but

in Logan’s eyes, they looked different.

‘found!’

All three are force users.

It was also hiding a high-level force using some special means.

If a high-level Force user had used magical means to hide the Force, even an information guild like Nox would not have known about it.

Unless it was a special case like yourself, in order to recognize them at once, a top-level force user would have had to look right in front of them, or a wizard would have had to cast a search spell on those three.

‘Damian this guy. As expected…’

The Evil Brain from his previous life was clearly showing talent in his current life.

The exhilaration of finding your enemies and the confidence in the talent you have.

That brought a smile to Logan’s face.

Of course, regardless of his thoughts, Logan’s steps as he walked down the alley were unwavering.

“Just one penny…”

“Give me one penny…”

He held out his hand wrapped in rags so that not even the skin was exposed, but he was willing to bet everything that the hand hidden inside would be full of thick calluses.

Above all, one person who was lying down as if he had no strength to beg had no right arm.

An injury inflicted by Lewis on a man who appears to be their leader.

Logan chuckled to himself and took out a gold coin from his pocket.

“Tsk. Please take this.”

Gold coins sparkling in his hand.

The hands of those begging stopped as if it was unexpected.

At that moment, the thrown gold coins dug deep into the solar plexus instead of their hands.

Phuuuuk.

“Turn it off.

” “Whoops! ”

Only one of the one-armed men managed to avoid the gold coins and flew up.

“It’s the enemy!”

He climbed up the roof of the ruins and ran away without any intention of fighting back.

But despite his quick feet, Logan was already standing behind him.

Skag.

“Ack!”

The moment the sword swung immediately cut off the guy’s remaining arm.

Logan smiled in remorse.

“Gotcha. Trash.”

But.

“Huh. “Oh, don’t be funny…”

Fluttering.

Pick.

The moment he saw the face of the guy with no one arm, no, no arms, turning black with a helpless laugh, Logan couldn’t help but distort his expression. “This is

crazy …!”

I

hurriedly tried to grab him, but instead a tingling sensation came to my hands covered in the blood he had vomited.

A dirty sensation I had only felt a few times at the end of my previous life.

Addiction.

“Damn it!”

The golden force emitted from his red-hot face. I forced out the venom that was trying to dig into my hand.

Then I hurriedly turned my head.

“What the hell…”

The other two guys, who were lying on the floor, gasping for breath, were also sticking out their tongues with dark complexions.

“. “…I’m going to be amazed.” All

Logan achieved that day were three poisoned corpses.

With that, the traces of the attempted assassins were completely cut off.

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Regressor of the Fallen Family

Regressor of the Fallen Family

Returner of a Ruined Family
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Status: Completed
A life filled with regrets. Once he realized his faults and decided to lead a new life, it was too late. His family was already gone. He had borne through each day with pure rage. Finally at the end of his misery, his wish reached the heavens—an unforgiven one. He goes against fate to raise his sword.

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