Chapter 145

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Chapter 145 Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 145 Thats a good idea. Ronian has come up with something impressive. Patrick smiled and nodded in approval, but Logan could not share in the laughter. His fathers pale complexion and faint smile did not look normal at all. Are you still not fully recovered? The priest said it would take at least two more weeks of complete rest. Dont worry, theyve extracted the remnants of the aura. Ive been talking about auras all this time, but experiencing it myselfits quite dreadful. You be careful too. Though Logan couldnt quite feel the same, he could understand his fathers sentiment. Should I even worry about aftereffects when fighting Superhumans? Ill have to do my best just to keep up. Yes, indeed. Haha, thats true. Please take care of yourself. I will give this sword to Lady Eileen as you instructed. Yes. And if the lady refuses it, just call it a betrothal gift. What? Given the situation, we havent been able to have an engagement or wedding ceremony, so if she thinks of it as an engagement gift, shed have to take it. The girl can be quite stubborn about unnecessary things. Understood. Would she refuse an artifact, especially one of the 4th class? Logan snorted at the thought. But I see no reason to accept this. Its too much for a gift. Seeing his fathers prediction come true, Logan could only lament his own poor judgment. Uh, well does a gift need a reason? Logans words made Eileens face blush even more, and her eyes wavered. Although she couldnt take her eyes off the sword, indicating a conflict within her, the words that came out were different. Like I said, its too much. It would be an issue for the morale of the other knights for me to receive such a treasure without having achieved any significant feats. Its too much for me right now. At that, Logan became even more determined. That is not the case. No This sword is not for Knight Eileen, but for my fiance, Lady Eileen, as an engagement gift. What? With the current state of affairs, since we cant even have an engagement ceremony, isnt there something I should give you? After all, Ive only made use of you so far. No, I was So please accept it. I want this sword to be a proof of my promise to you. An engagement gift traditionally holds such meaning. And Logan hoped that this sword would be the foundation for Eileen to achieve even greater martial prowess. With that sentiment alone. Are you proposing right now? Eileens face blushed deeply at her own words, leaving Logan momentarily flustered. What? Uh yes. Well if you put it that way Arent they already decided to marry? Why question it now? While Logan tensed up a bit, Eileen showed a smile more radiant than he had ever seen before. A proposal with a sword Thank you, Your grace. I cant imagine a more fitting proposal for me. A proposal with a swordnot a ring or necklace. Logan thought that did indeed suit Eileen, but his heart was pricked with regret. Though Im not sure exactly how this happened, one thing is clear. He must never say that he first thought to give it to Ronian. Never! He would have to make sure his father and brother kept their mouths shut as well. With that thought, he sported an awkward smile, and Eileen, beaming happily, firmly grasped his hand. Thats why the changed plan included a long detour: consolidating the neutral forces. But with the situation as it unfolded, it became necessary to take a drastic measure once again. This time, we simply need to show that we can stand against both factions. Logan said so, trying to look as shameless as possible. Seeing the resolve on his face, Patrick began to harbor a glimmer of hope. Do you think we have the strength to fend off both factions? We have enough strength to hold out. Merely enduring isnt enough! Are we just going to hold out until were worn down to nothing?! That wont happen. We must fight back. And even with just that success, the situation will change. How so? If the situation has come to this. As Logan continued, life returned to the previously grim Patricks face. However, Logan himself remained visibly tense. An assured plan had twisted into placing his fate on uncertain expectations. It has to go according to plan. Logan forced himself to nurture hopeful thoughts. If McLaine could withstand this desperate attack, no noble in this country could ignore his influence in the futurenot even the 3rd prince, whom they planned to crown as king. Clenching his fist. We can be the anvil. Thats entirely possible. But as for the proper hammer Logan looked towards the northwest sky with a worried gaze and re-established a communication. * * * As rumors of war spread, the local lord summoned the militia, drawing them inwards. This caused significant anxiety among the residents under McLaines jurisdiction. Consequently, even the indigenous people, who had been resistant to relocation policies, were now joining the exodus to seemingly safe locations. If this continues, Tomodo-Sylvan Town and Bifrost Castle will soon be filled with people. The number of volunteers for the militia has been steadily increasing, which is somewhat encouraging. Dwaynes expression was nuanced as he reported. The tension between the dire crisis and the will of the regions people was reflected on the faces of all the vassals. Without time to train new volunteers, well assign them menial tasks for now. The current militia should be concentrated in McLaine Town, leaving the defense of other castles to their fate. In such circumstances, Patrick announced the conclusion reached during the senior leadership meeting to everyone present. Most nodded in agreement. The routes of the impending invasion by the faction coalition armies were already well-known. However, Patrick unnecessarily restated an already familiar fact to the vassals. Its common knowledge that McLaine Town is our core. The northern mountains are too difficult for a large army to traverse, and the enemies have no reason to employ risky tactics. Theyll come through the closest flatlands to the east, circling north towards McLaine Castle. Patrick continued relentlessly despite the puzzled looks of the vassals. The space between McLaine Castle and the northern mountains is too vast to be defended only by McLaine Castle. Therefore, we will build a long earth wall north of McLaine Castle to create a defensive line. Patricks declaration turned the hall into a buzzing marketplace. What are you talking What did I just hear? With so little time left, how can you suggest building an earth wall? Wouldnt it be better to The murmurs increased until Everyone quiet down! If we invest all remaining budget, it can be constructed within a week. Before the noise could swell further, Logan asserted, quieting the uproar. What? That makes no sense. Your Highness! What exactly are you saying! As some vassals continued with bewildered questions, We have the best magicians with us. Logan declared, looking towards a part of the hall, but the vassals remained sceptical. At the site where Logan gazed, Clayton stood with a fierce look on his somber face, sweating as he forced a smile at the assembled crowd.

Chapter 145

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