Chapter 84

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In this chapter, Chapter 84 I am Logan McLain. I am pleased to meet you for the first time,... Continue reading Chapter 82 of "Regressor of the Fallen Family" for the full story!

Chapter 84 I am Logan McLain. I am pleased to meet you for the first time, Count Floyd. Ha-ha, just as I heard, a young man full of vigor. Right, take a seat. Count Floyd greeted Logan with a bright smile, his face framed by blond hair and sharp features. Even though Logan felt slightly burdened by Floyds probing gaze scanning him from head to toe, the goodwill reflected in his eyes mitigated that pressure. Logan bowed his head lightly and took a seat opposite the Count, as suggested. Is it true youre leaving the capital right away? Yes. I must return now. My business here is done, and Ive left my domain unattended for too long. Of course, that makes sense. A lord must prioritize his realm Count Floyds expression subtly shifted as his voice trailed off, and he hesitated before continuing. However Yes? To be blunt which of my daughters qualities caught your fancy? The question came without warning, though fortunately, it was one that Logan had anticipated and he was quick to respond without being flustered. She is beautiful and considerate, with superb swordsmanship that I could not have imagined. She fits my ideal perfectly. While the ideal was fabricated on the spot, Logan was proud of his perfect execution of the expression and tone he had practiced. Swordsmanship? Oh, well, yes, my daughter is indeed pretty. Ha-ha. Probably a mishearing. The Counts expression revealed his disbelief, and Logan emphasized his point once more. Lady Eileen is extremely attractive. Especially, Im sincerely amazed at the extent to which she has trained in swordsmanship, despite being a woman. All this was groundwork for the ultimate goal of his visit, yet the Counts reaction was lukewarm. Are you serious, lad? Yes. Is there a problem? No, not at all. Ahem. To think that ha-ha. As Count Floyd forced a chuckle, there was a knock on the door. Father, its Eileen. Her voice came from beyond the drawing room, and Count Floyd threw Logan a brief glance before replying. Ah, come in. The door, beautifully adorned with elegant patterns, creaked open to reveal Eileen dressed in plain gray military attire. Eileen! Now is not the time for Lady Eileen, its been a while. You look as beautiful as ever. What are you, ah ahem, hm? Caught off guard by his daughters appearance, Count Floyd hesitated in his speech. You flatter me, Sir Logan. Its good to see you. Watching the two young people exchange pleasant smiles, Count Floyd took a seat with a complex expression on his face. Mmm. Even in those garments, our girl does look pretty. But had she dressed formally, she would be even more Father, theres something I need to tell you. Oh, Ive been listening to Logan all along. Its a matter of the familys honor, but if you both wish to be engaged, Id be delighted. Finally, a gentleman has appeared who can truly appreciate my daughters charms But before the Count could finish, his daughter, with a stern expression, let out an unexpected proclamation. I intend to go to McLains domain as a knight, before becoming Logans betrothed. I hope for your consent. His daughters firm words sent waves of shock through the Count. Whatwhat nonsense is this! Logan, dont mind her ranting. She says these things sometimes. Just a wild dream I agree to this arrangement. What? While the Count struggled to defend(?), he was caught off-guard by the arrival of an unexpected ally. As Ive said, Lady Eileens talent is too precious to waste simply because she is a woman. I want to help her realize her dream as her fianc and as a fellow knight. Confused by this utterly unforeseen situation, Count Floyd switched his gaze back and forth between his daughter and the suitor, frowning deeply. Father, please give your consent. With Sir Logan, I will be able to achieve the future you desire for me, as well as the one I want for myself. His daughters plea steadied his wavering gaze, yet the eyes that met his daughters determination werent reflecting a positive emotion. Nonsense! A knight? A knight, of all things?! If I had known youd speak such ridiculous words, I never would have let that man enter our home! Since a suitor has come calling, and my daughter is leaving for his home, I, as her father, cant just let her go empty-handed. Count, there really is no need for that Logans attempt to dissuade him was cut short by the Counts fiercely burning glare. The next day. Well then, I should be going. Father. Eileen, be well. Dont say goodbye as if youre never coming back. Ill visit again. I know. I know but. Holding Eileens hand tightly, Count Floyd poured out a litany of concerns disguised as nagging. Yes, yes, I understand. We should go now. And also At least take it down a notch. . After an extended farewell with Eileen, Count Floyd approached Logan and placed his hand on his shoulder. Dont worry. Ill make sure to take good care. Touch her indecently before marriage, and I will cut off your head. . Seriously. .Yes. Count Floyd gave Logan a venomous stare as he warned him of the consequences of overstepping the mark. And if my daughter gets hurt because you made her a knight, I will personally. Father! Grr. Anyway, please take good care of my daughter. Trying to hold back tears with a twisted face, Count Floyd patted Logans shoulder and turned to leave in a dejected slump. Why did he pressure her to marry if it would come to this? Logan, having neither had children in this life nor in his previous one, was unable to comprehend the Fathers intricate feelings. Lady, congratulations! We wish you happiness! Count Floyds servants, standing in for him, saw the pair off. Eileen had been firm in her convictions, pushing her father into acquiescence(?); yet, at the moment of departure, it was difficult for her to take the first step. After some hesitation, with the servants anxiously sweating at Logans watchful eye, Eileen turned away with a short goodbye, not looking back until theyd passed the estates garden and reached the stables. Miss! Slow down! Walk with us, please! Only after Eileen confirmed the carriage that would take her away did she pause for a moment to wipe her eyes before lifting her head. Leaving a home shed lived in all her life Feeling he ought to offer some form of solace, Logan stepped closer, only to be met by Eileens flushed face up close. Sir Logan. Taken aback by her moist voice, Logan felt a sudden awkwardness. This could get rather complicated. Somehow having ended up engaged without intent for such a relationship with her You must keep your promise. Excuse me? The tear-streaked Eileen, with gritted teeth, widened her reddened eyes as she stared at him, the definiteness of her resolve ringing clear even in her trembling voice. Logan felt an undefined resonance as he stood there, bemused by her words. Didnt you hear? Her voice, now colder, snapped Logan out of his reverie. No, of course. Certainly. She might be an even more remarkable woman than hed anticipated. A smile instinctively graced Logans lips as he spoke without hesitation. Lets go. Im eager to see what McLains domain is like. You wont be disappointed, I assure you. Of course. Absolutely.

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