Chapter 83

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Chapter 81 of "Regressor of the Fallen Family" opens introducing the plot: Chapter 83 No, Your Highness. It is an honor to meet you. Why keep saying honor? I... Continue exploring!

Chapter 83 No, Your Highness. It is an honor to meet you. Why keep saying honor? I am the one whos honored. To meet such a young hero. You flatter me, Prince. Any modest achievements of mine are purely due to my good fortune in meeting a fine mentor. Ha-ha. If thats a modest achievement, I wonder what that makes a person like me. That wasnt my intention And its not just about personal might; youve even managed to save your family from crisis and expand your territory. You truly deserve to be called a hero. Thank you. Logan was somewhat taken aback by the unexpected situation.New novel chapters are published on So the prince knew about the affairs of a remote barons family that most nobles in the capital wouldnt bother with. When Logan glanced at his master, the Sword Sage slightly shook his heada sign that he was not the one who disclosed the information. The Duke spoke so highly of you that I became curious and looked into it myself. Did I overstep my bounds by any chance? Not at all. I am grateful for your generous interest. Is that so? Thats a relief. Ah, dont just stand there; please take a seat, make yourself comfortable. And you too, Duke. Theres no need for formalities among us. With an easygoing smile, the prince pointed to the seat right in front of him. Logan was slightly bewildered, but his master sat next to the prince without protest, so Logan, after letting out a small sigh, also took the seat in front. Someone had prepared it, and the prince poured them tea himself, the delicate fragrance filling the air. Drip, drip. Ah, Your Highness! Thats alright. Leave it be. Ah I enjoy meeting people, especially promising young talents like Sir Logan. But since I must watch out for my two elder brothers, I am limited in what I can dofor instance, this simple cup of tea is hardly fit to make up for a potential rudeness, but please take it as a gesture of my sincerity. The words of a prince born third, feeling the difficulty of living in the shadow of others, were filled with confident determination despite his circumstance. His teachers praised him for his brilliant mind, and the rumors of his potential went beyond mere prowessLogan began to believe them. The rumors undersell him; surely he must be better than the first or second princes. That was his expectation, and now it seemed that the prince had surpassed even that. I will humbly accept it. Logan couldnt help but smile. Im not one to beat around the bush or drag out stories. Ill get straight to the point. The prince was surprisingly direct for his youth. Sir Logan may not be aware, but right now, the fate of our nation is in grave danger. The nobles are dividing the country, each trying to consume the other. Although theres no physical conflict yet, its a bomb waiting to explode. I already know when it will happen. Logan listened in silence, not revealing his thoughts. These nobles couldnt care less about the lives of the common folk. They are the poison that will destroy this country. Therefore, I need talents, I need power to drive out those poison! Firm determination showed on the princes face as he clenched his teeth. Your Highness! However, his masters expression was quickly turning stern. Your Highness, you made it clear you wouldnt force me. Of course not, Duke. How could I, a powerless prince, enforce anything upon the Sword Sages disciple? Thats not what I mean Uh With a single phrase, the prince silenced his master and turned his gaze back to Logan. Ive heard about you. At only twenty-one years of age, youve already reached the level of a high-ranked knight. A war hero who has led two victories. Even the Sword Sage here admitted he was not as skilled as you at your age. As Logan looked at his master, the Sword Sage, flustered, turned his head with a cough. Logan MacLaine. A genius of the century and the treasure of the kingdom. I wish for someone like you to stand by me, to rise on my behalf when the time comes. Can you do that? Logan was faced with unparalleled praise and a choice that seemed inescapable. Exactly what Ive been waiting for. But even if he hadnt wished for it, how could he say no in the face of such a proposition? Even a powerless third prince, by virtue of his title, could easily crush a small dominion like Logans. Logan smiled inwardly as he slowly spoke. Your Highness, I deeply share your sentiments. Having met you in person, I can see theres no falsehood in the rumors proclaiming you as the sole virtuous prince. The princes face warmed with a smile as the Sword Sage watched the two with a complex expression. Who would dare say that! Its slander against both the royal family and two ducal houses! Not something to be uttered lightly! You said that yourself in my past life. Though the lament came from a time in a past life, not far off from the present day, Logan was confident the Sword Sages current thoughts wouldnt be much different. I trust those words. I dont know how much the third prince will grow, but surely hed be better than the first two, dont you think, Master? As Ive said, Im not in the position to judge Your loyalty is admirable, Master, but that principled devotion doesnt always serve the nations best interests. All I wish to hear now is your own opinion, Master. Thats not too much to ask. Logans piercing red gaze met his masters. Receiving the unyielding gaze, the master hesitated momentarily before relaying his true thoughts. I dont differ much from your opinion either. Thats it! With that, Logan had earned what amounted to the Sword Sages tacit approval. And while its only a sown seed in the loyal Sword Sages mind for now, the seed of words could grow into the tree of thoughts that may change a mans mindset. Whether this seed will sprout, or if it does, whether it will grow into the desired tree, is uncertain. But in times of unexpected upheaval, at least some direction could be steered. Thus, Logan watered the sown seed with his wishes. His Majesty also likely hopes for the third prince to grow into a better leader than his brothers, which is why he appointed you as a guardian. Even so, I cannot officially support the third prince. Thats not necessary, Master. Just Just what? Just keep protecting the third prince until he comes of age. There would be commotion before then anyway. I always thought you were enigmatic, but now, I truly cannot fathom whats on your mind. The night fell amidst his masters hollow laughter. * * * Merely two months. In that brief period, Logan had achieved much. He had assessed the kings condition and fostered a connection with the third prince. Philip had dispatched goods in preparation for civil conflict, extracting a trade route and a promise of support from Cairus, and even gained a talented individual named Eileen, along with learning another secret technique from his master. Thus, having fulfilled his reasons for coming to the capital, Logan felt no need to stay any longer. Moreover, the continued invitations from the factions of the first and second princes posed a problem. But aside from those calculations, this moment felt profoundly regrettable. Wahhh! Ill come to see you again soon, Stella. As if she understood they were parting, the baby cried mournfully. Logan carefully stroked her cheek and handed her back to the nurse with a heavy heart. Sniffle, sniffle. Waaaah. Ha-ha. Stella seems to really like you. I tend to be pretty popular with babies. Knowing that aside from Ronnie and Stella, Logan had never held another baby, Rick watched him with disbelief, but Logan was unashamed. After all, both babies liked him; it wasnt a lie. Thats what Id say. Making her father jealous, this little one. Whimper. Despite his words, the Sword Sages face showed nothing but smiles as he stroked the child, showing no trace of any supposed jealousy. Until we meet again, stay well. Yes, it would be nice to meet again on a happier day. Though the Sword Sage expressed a wish for another pleasant meeting, Logan, knowing the impending break of peace, could only offer an awkward smile. Sir, lets go. Urged by Rick, Logan started walking away. He still had one more place to visit in the capital.

Chapter 83

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