Regressor of the Fallen Family (Novel) Chapter 240

Chapter 240: "How Can I Clarify This?"



Logan let out a sigh and made his way to the training room.



Upon his arrival, he found an elderly superhuman already waiting for him. He kept a calm demeanor as he respectfully bowed.



"I apologize for being late, Master."



"I understand you're busy, Your Majesty. Let's skip the formalities, draw your sword."



Instead of unsheathing his sword as he typically would, Logan hesitated. With a somber expression, he began slowly,



"Master, I have a difficult request to make."



"…Go on?"



Logan's hesitant behavior made the sword master also tense up a bit.



"Please share your thoughts, Your Majesty. If it's within my power to help…"



"It's about… needing additional support from the Esperanza territory."



At this request, the sword master's expression briefly dimmed.



"Have you been cutting the budget too tightly?"



After hearing about the current situation, the sword master asked in surprise.



"Yes. Just one more year, that's all I need."



Although Logan felt embarrassed, as if resorting to deceitful tactics, thankfully, the Master let out a small sigh and agreed.



"While Esperanza may not be very wealthy, we have to do what is necessary given the circumstances. I will allocate as many resources as possible. However…"



"Thank you, Master."



"…It's likely that this will worsen public opinion. Do you have a plan?"



"Once all the current tasks are completed and next year's harvest begins, public opinion will surely improve. By then, we will have a firm grip on the kingdom."



"…Let's hope everything goes as you say."



The sword master sighed again, seeing the determination in his disciple's eyes.



Having vowed to follow his will, if he had promised to lend his support, it was only right to trust and back Logan completely, though he couldn't help but grip his sword tightly in frustration.



"Alright. Let's begin the training."



"Yes."



Swoosh.



Logan breathed a sigh of relief and drew his sword.



'With a bit more help from Esperanza, I can hold on for three more months. Then I can finally relax.'



Feeling reassured by this thought,



"Watch out!"



Boom!



He was suddenly struck hard by the powerful force of a sword strike.



"M-Master?!"



"Starting today, we will train as if it were real combat."



Was there emotion in those words, or was it just Logan's imagination?



He quickly gathered his strength, looking pale.



Since his coronation, Logan had been training with his Master with one goal in mind.



'While strengthening the kingdom's power is crucial, building our superhuman forces is essential. If we can't increase the number of superhumans, I must become stronger myself.'



The memory of Tris Hornsby, now known as the best swordsman in the empire and the continent, still lingered vividly in his mind.



Although Tris had not taken part in the imperial wars in his previous life, the current uncertainty of the situation meant that if he could overcome that single blow, he could defeat the superhumans who had trampled the kingdom during the imperial wars of his past life.



But before that…



"Your focus is wavering!"



Boom!



Drip.



Facing his Master, whom he had yet to surpass, Logan endured the electrifying pain coursing through his body and took a step forward.



For a moment, his form flickered and split in two. An afterimage, a technique he had showcased before.



While facing two Logans, each attacking from different angles, the sword master remained composed.



Crack.



"You can't rely on afterimages against the same opponent repeatedly!"



Logan gritted his teeth as he dodged blow after blow, continuously retreating.



'As expected…'



Once again, he was overwhelmed by the Master's superior strength.



Even without using special techniques in practice, the Master's sword pushed him back relentlessly, and there was much to learn from those subtle movements.



Just when he thought he was getting used to those movements…



Clang!



The Master knocked Logan's sword aside with a broad sweep and then stepped back.



"Your body should be warmed up by now. Go ahead and use your ability."



"Got it."



Logan didn't hesitate.



He knew that even if he gave his all now, miracles like the ones during his previous attempts wouldn't occur again.



Hum.



As he focused, an additional force core erupted from his heart, boosting all his abilities more than twofold.



His speed, strength, and senses were greatly heightened.



With this significantly increased combat power, Logan launched into a relentless attack.



Slash. Clang!



Boom!



But despite his lightning-fast sword strikes from all directions, the sword master's calm defense remained impenetrable.



While watching Logan's assault with his blue eyes, the Master casually spoke.



"Now, try using that technique."



Logan hesitated for a moment at those words.



"Are you sure?"



To his seemingly anxious question, the Master chuckled and replied.



"I've thought about it. Show me what you've got."



With a smile, Logan took a deep breath and unleashed the most potent attack he could muster.



'Divine Severance.'



If Flame Severance nullified abilities, then Divine Severance aimed to obliterate life itself. It wasn't just about resisting an aura; it was meant to shatter the very essence of life. After experiencing it, the sword master had required three weeks under the care of a priest of high rank to barely recover his senses. Undoubtedly a formidable technique.



Logan had refrained from using it in their training sessions since, but if the Master had requested it, there must be confidence in his words.



'In fact, last time…'



Technically speaking, he hadn't been defeated, had he? Without hesitation, he delivered the most powerful blow he could muster.



And then.



The surge of golden light that emanated was thwarted by a crimson aura that oddly seeped through gaps, ultimately failing to breach the barrier and depleting its power.



"Still…"

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