I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 202

#When I returned, my family was ruined (203)

That was when Ethan tried to leave the room. Damian’s voice came from behind.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Something?”

“…Why did you look at him when he confronted Lord Tomerne?”

It was a question all along.

The skills shown in the round of 16 and quarterfinals.

Not only that, but there is also a walking technique to freely avoid serial attacks.

The duke’s skills far surpassed Tomern’s. If they had wanted to, they could have ended the semifinals in one blow like in previous games. Was there any reason to act differently?

It was a kind of curiosity.

The duke chuckled at those words.

“We made a deal.”

“If it’s a deal…?”

“It’s the same thing as there.”

“…Was it compensation for handing over information?”

“okay.”

Damian internally gritted his teeth. Even without hearing, I could guess the reason for such a request.

Since he didn’t make it to the finals, he probably meant to beat the player before he was compared to himself. In fact, with the end of the semifinals, Tomern’s reputation had risen sharply.

Rather than focusing on defeat, the prevailing opinion was that Wolfheim’s eldest son’s skills were better than expected.

In fact, people were secretly saying that he had been lucky enough to make it to the finals. Honestly, there was nothing to refute that statement.

Although he was one step ahead of Tomern, that didn’t mean he could beat the duke.

Anyone who faces that monster will inevitably expect defeat. Rather, it is unfair that Duke, who reached the state of transcendence at the age of 20, is included in the term ‘late exponent’.

“Then the finals are…”

“If you want, we’ll treat you similarly.”

There was no need to maintain an antagonistic relationship with Damian. Wouldn’t it be your eyes to understand the future trends of the Kingdom of Limedell?

“Didn’t you already make a deal with Tomern?”

“It wasn’t a request to make the finals trivial.”

“…Then may I ask you a favor?”

Damian felt relieved when he saw the Duke nodding his head. What if you get thrown off the field with one punch in the finals?

If the game ended like that, the future was too scary to imagine. It will be a topic that never leaves the mouths of luxury enthusiasts for at least ten years.

This was especially true in the situation where there was a comparison group called Tomern.

Fortunately, I was able to ease my worries through this conversation. At least it will end around the same time as Tomern. If that happens, there will be no need to bear the stigma of damaging Limedell’s reputation.

“…thank you.”

“What can you do with this much?”

It wasn’t a very difficult request.

Wouldn’t it be okay to just hang out for a while?

After completing the transaction, Ethan left the room.

* * *

The finals of the continental swordsmanship competition.

The heat was quite hot.

The reason was simple.

It was because of Tomern’s save.

If he had fallen in vain like the other knights, expectations would not have been raised to this level. Even though the world’s dominant assessment was that he was one step behind Damien, that assessment by no means meant that Tomern was weak.

He reached the highest level of superhuman status in his 20s. No matter where he went, he could be said to have skills and talents that he could be proud of.

It could be said that the Duke’s far-reaching heights of surpassing that are rather shocking.

In any case, with Tomern making such a great save, there was bound to be a lot of talk about how many hits Damian could endure.

High-stakes bets were also dominated by content about him. Of course, almost no one chose the option that Damian would win.

Even though the match seemed tight, it was clear enough that even ordinary people could feel that Tomern was far below the Duke.

Today’s game was not about winning or losing as the main factor to watch.

In addition to the spectacular attractions, what is important is how long Damian can endure.

Moreover, crucially, today’s game was not just scheduled for the finals.

The religious leader himself goes through the process of ‘proof’. In fact, this was the most important schedule.

The religious leader was a person who could easily be said to have had no official activities, despite only spreading numerous rumors in the public eye.

The religious leader himself comes forward and engages in combat with the duke. It was a schedule I couldn’t help but look forward to. With the host’s words announcing the start of the finals, the two knights drew their swords.

When you hit something like that.

Some personnel screamed.

“Holy shit!”

“My money!”

“Why don’t you finish it in one shot!”

The spectators were betting on the probability that the Duke would end the game with a single sum.

Completely different from their expectations, a tight battle ensued.

Joy and sadness coexist.

The spectators’ eyes were diligently following the sword strike as it was a spectacular sight. Even though I didn’t know the details, I could see the sparkling sparks with my own eyes. A barrage of enthusiastic cheers poured in. To show Limedell’s spirit.

As if responding to those words, Damian was successfully withstanding the Duke’s attack. Of course, it didn’t last long like that.

Pow!

A knight collapses after being punched.

It felt like the same scene I had seen before was being played. But Damian was standing up like a roly-poly.

Damian and Tomern.

Two knights who will support Limedell in the future. They were all showing fierce fighting spirit. My heart felt hot.

okay.

He might be behind the Duke now. However, there was no law that said this until the future.

Semifinals and finals.

I was able to realize that fact through two games. When Damian, who had been holding on, collapsed.

The audience began to cheer enthusiastically, as if responding to their passion rather than disappointment.

“It was great!”

“Damian! Damien!”

Even the host praised Damien, saying he did his best in a close match.

Well, what if this place was Heidern? Considering that it was a foreign kingdom where only strangers existed, it was not a strange reaction.

After the atmosphere calmed down once.

The host cleared his throat and shouted with all his might.

“…The Duke of Ardan of the Kingdom of Heidern! Duke Ethan, the head of the family, won the continental swordsmanship competition!”

one two.

Applause rang out.

Although he was a talent from another kingdom, he was a person who showed amazing performance. Blindly rejecting people was not the answer. This was especially true considering that this was an international competition. The finals ended successfully.

Tomern and Damian.

Both of their faces also looked relieved in their own way. Of course, Tomern, who made the deal first, showed deep regret on his face.

I didn’t fall for Ethan. Because there was nothing in the originally promised deal to keep Damian in check. I could only guess that he had made some kind of deal with Damian.

Otherwise, there would have been no reason to drag on and hold a match that looked like a tight match. However, I couldn’t help but have one question.

‘…Why are you so curious about Limedell?’

Especially when it comes to the royal palace.

Is it possible that Limedell is concerned about invading first? If you look at it as part of patriotism, it was not an action that was completely incomprehensible.

However, if you are curious about such military movements….

“What I want is not much. The overall atmosphere of the castle. flow. “I just want that much.”

‘Was it necessary to step out that much?’

Military movements were naturally top secret. If such a request had been made, no matter how important honor was, I would not have easily agreed to it.

Think about it.

The royal family is not stupid, and if there is any sign that such information has been leaked, they will hunt down the person who was confidant. If you are unlucky, you could be accused of treason.

‘No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem like he wanted to obtain military information.’

In that case, the duke could really be curious about the atmosphere inside the royal castle itself.

But why?

‘Are you trying to get involved in the succession battle?’

King Bjorn was physically aging considerably compared to his age of fifty. Even if it’s not right now, it wouldn’t be strange if I closed my eyes helplessly in a few years.

King Bjorn had three sons in total. If you want to get involved in the succession battle…

‘I think I can explain why I’m curious about the palace’s information.’

Of course, this was not an accurate inference. Even if I asked for light information right now, I didn’t know what would happen in the future. Tomern pondered for a moment and approached Damian.

[…Lord Damian, I would like to ask you something. Did you make a deal with the duke?]

Tomern continued to whisper to Damian, who was silent.

[I hope you don’t misunderstand. I have no intention of making a fuss about it. This is because we have already become parties to the transaction.]

[I already heard about it from the Duke.]

Tomern’s complexion brightened.

Although I was a little disappointed that I couldn’t beat Damian that far away.

In any case, by participating in the transaction with the duke, Damian also felt less burdened about handing over information. If Wolfheim and Floten cooperate, they will be able to retrieve information from Wangseong without much risk.

Damian was now nothing short of a strong ally.

[I would like to talk about it later.]

[…Okay.]

Damian also knew that, so he readily responded to Tomern’s words.

“…We have one more thing to do before the awards ceremony! “This is a showdown between His Excellency the Duke and the religious leader!”

“Waaah!”

Cheers erupted throughout the Colosseum. A confrontation between a cult leader and a duke. In fact, it was a game that could be considered the main game of the day. A duke who called himself a transcendent man. Not only has he overcome the wall of transcendence, but he is also known as a religious leader whose skills are far ahead of anyone else’s.

The match prepared this time could be said to be the best big match of the year.

The cult leader’s new form floated in the air.

Everyone swallowed their saliva at the sight of the religious leader coming down with his feet in the air as if he was coming down a flight of stairs.

He naturally came down to the stadium and said while looking around.

―I actually used the word proof, but I don’t know if it has any meaning. The duke’s skills definitely surpassed the wall of transcendence. However…

blue flames erupted from the cult leader’s hand. It was a huge amount of mana.

-I’m quite curious as to what the limit is.

The eyes of the audience lit up as they concentrated on every word of the cult leader. Anyone could see that his fighting spirit was burning. The game will not be canceled out of thin air.

As if in response, the Duke’s great sword….

Hwareuk!

White fireworks bloomed brilliantly. Baekyeom, whom I had only heard about in words.

It was only after the finals and the meeting with the religious leader that the white flame finally bloomed.

It also meant that among the opponents so far, there was no knight capable of utilizing that level of power.

“You’re saying you haven’t done your best so far?”

“They say he’s a transcendent. “It’s natural.”

-Can we start?

“Of course.”

The two new models have disappeared.

The moment when the first clash broke out.

The entire Colosseum shook violently as if there had been an earthquake.

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