Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296

From the border of Liberty, the Liberty army advanced toward the royal capital, having taken three consecutive castles. The weakness of the Liberty forces was their stretched and thin supply lines. Khalil Zamod knew this and left some troops in each conquered castle to manage the supply routes. As a result, by the time they approached the royal castle of Romen, the total Liberty forces had dwindled to around 1,400 knights and 40,000 soldiers, smaller even than one of MacLaine’s legions. Of course, it was calculated that even with that number of troops, they could still overwhelm the Romen army.

At the sight of the royal castle from a distance, Khalil Zamod groaned at an unexpected scene. “What in the world… Oh, God…” It was a sight worth groaning over. The Romen forces, which he assumed were cowering within the castle, were already preparing for battle in the plains. If it had just been that, Khalil would have cheered, but the two flags fluttering side by side next to Romen were the problem. Romero and the Duchy of Tahiti. Three countries from the Alliance of about four had come to face them. And their forces easily surpassed the total Liberty forces by one and a half times.

– Punish the invaders!

As the enemies started their advance amidst the roaring battle cries from the enemy lines, the camp of Liberty fell into panic.

“Why… Why are there so many?”

“We were supposed to win!”

“What’s going on here!”

The Alliance had originally been formed to counter Grandia. With Grandia’s downfall, the Kingdom’s army, which had not seen war for hundreds of years, was not well-trained, nor resilient to surprising situations.

“Your Excellency! The enemy is approaching!”

“Our soldiers are in confusion!”

“Damn it all!”

Even the commanders floundered, unable to grasp the situation.

“Triah… They delayed their engagement…!”

Khalil Zamod, regaining his composure late, cursed. He dispatched a messenger immediately. “Connect the communications! Ask Triah Kingdom why they have not joined the battle!”

The deduction was simple. Other Alliance countries, aside from Calon which faced Teronan across the sea, had concentrated their forces on Liberty, disregarding Triah. ‘Are the Triah fools playing tricks in this situation, trying to ruin their own country?’ Logan found the situation unfathomable, but regardless, there was only one thing for him to do now.

“Count Khalil. Leave the knights to me.”

“Now’s not the time for an outsider to step in…!”

“Shut up! Will the situation be resolved by one communique? Get your act together!”

Count Khalil Zamod flinched at the outburst, not merely because he was shy of confrontation. The imposing force of an Aura user subtly penetrated his spirit. Besieged by an enemy force larger than expected, the general fell into a panic, inevitably cringing before the overwhelming presence of a superhuman.

“Remember the command of His Majesty, Count! I will lead the vanguard! Arrange the knights. I will lead them myself!”

“What!? Yes! A-Alright!”

Despite his appearance contorted with ferocity, Khalil was unable to refuse Logan’s commands.

“Get a grip and lift your spears!”

The knights of Liberty were puzzled at the sight of the unfamiliar brown-haired man who suddenly took the lead. But after Khalil Zamod’s rallying cry, they couldn’t help but reconsider.

“The new superhuman of our kingdom… Gail… Slayer is here! Follow his lead!”

Logan’s identity, with its fabricated name and status, nearly made him stagger. ‘What’s with “Slayer”?’

The naming might seem thoughtless, but Logan understood its intention.

No matter how much an Aura user is guaranteed a noble status wherever in the continent, if they suddenly hailed a commoner with no title in the heat of the moment, it could cause discontent among the knights. ‘Wouldn’t it have been nice to give me a heads-up?’

Critiquing Khalil’s narrow-mindedness yet marching on, Logan brandished his sword with vigor.

As Logan’s sword sparked with a silver Aura Blade, a roar went up from the knights.

“If we take down the three banners, the war ends! Follow me!”

Every eye on the battlefield focused on Logan as he blazed forward, wrapped in a silver flash.

“Aaaaah!”

His presence was like that of a divine warrior from myths, as the spirit of the Liberty knights soared. They began to charge, their cries blending into a mix of screams and battle cries.

Thud, thud, thud, thud.

The two forces rapidly closed in on each other, and the knights leading the front felt the opposing presence draw nearer, their momentum increasing.

“Don’t be scared! It’s all bluff! There are no Aura users among the enemies!”

A confident shout suppressed the clamor of horse hooves, spreading across the battlefield.

Hearing that, Logan grimaced slightly. ‘They seem to have gathered information on Gunter Liberty.’

“We have twice the number! Charge!”

The enemy commander denied the intimidating presence of Logan and tried to inflate his side’s numbers, but the morale of his troops had already surged.

It was a wise decision. Even if he’d gotten the information wrong regarding Logan, stalling his soldiers from panicking was the only tactic a large force had against a superhuman.

However, Logan’s response was dismissive. ‘I never expected a traditional knightly charge.’

Modern warfare tactics Logan knew consisted of firing crossbows and using Liberatio to obliterate the opposing formation – this traditional charge seemed almost laughable in comparison.

‘Taking over the Alliance, I’ll need to arm them with repeating crossbows.’

Gary’s contemplation of these thoughts spoke volumes about the lack of tension in the fight.

To his eyes, no knight present could match his sword, except for one.

“Then I’ll crush you all the more firmly!”

A 4-meter Aura Blade extended from his otherwise ordinary longsword.

“Try your tricks, but I’ll expose them!”

Whether it was overconfidence in intelligence reports or a failure to recognize Aura, the enemy commander’s Force Blade was pathetically shattered.

Bang!

Like a bomb exploding, the enemy commander was torn apart by the silver Aura Blade.

Pieces of his body became a bloody mist, engulfing the knights behind him.

Surpassing mere attacks, the show of force with added elemental attributes to the Aura was beyond the understanding of anyone on the battlefield, except the perpetrator himself.

“I will kill them all!”

As the silver Aura Blade swung, everything within a 4-meter radius was severed. Enforced knights’ bodies and their armor were useless.

The silver figure galloped through the battlefield, drawing every gaze, moving swiftly through enemy ranks.

The recompense for underpreparing, nay, dismissing the enemy’s superhuman.

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