I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 5

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 5

#When I returned, my family was ruined (5)

Myers opened his eyes in the pouring morning sunlight.

“Huh! brother!”

He jumped up from the bed and looked around.

It was his room.

The sll of alcohol perated the body. Myers shook his head and tried to rember what happened last night.

My mories were very hazy.

However, there were a few morable scenes. I drank with a group of people I usually hang out with, and I was so drunk that I started a riot.

After that…

‘I definitely felt like I saw my brother…’

It seed vaguely like that.

Imdiately, Myers shook his head violently.

“haha. “That can’t be possible.”

I must have been drunk and saw sothing wrong.

Ethan Ardan.

Because his eldest brother had collapsed into a coma ten years ago.

His face beca sad.

‘When will my brother wake up?’

When my father passed away, my mother, who was shocked, suffered greatly and died soon after.

For him, who could only see his mother’s face as a portrait, Ethan was a strong eldest brother and father figure.

Due to his excellent swordsmanship and calm nature, he received respect from those around him from a young age. Among his father’s children, the one who was evaluated as the most outstanding was Ethan.

“Myers. Even in difficult situations, it doesn’t an you can’t smile. So, always keep smiling.”

“Yes! brother!”

It seed like the eldest brother, who had outstanding talent like his father, could help stabilize the shaky family. He suddenly collapsed ten years ago.

The secrets of a family that disappeared when both their grandfather and father passed away in an instant.

This was because after tinkering with nurous technologies to restore them, a mana runaway occurred.

‘Brother…’

Myers smiled bitterly as he recalled that ti.

Ethan was like a lighthouse to Myers.

It seed as if the light of the world disappeared overnight. After that, I started to feel a terrible sense of self-destruction.

If his talent had been a little better than it is now, wouldn’t he have been able to help his brother complete the secret? Or at least I think I could have given my brother so comfort. He was already the eldest brother with heavy duties on his back.

It wasn’t until his eldest brother fell that Myers realized that he couldn’t help but was only holding him back.

It was a realization too late.

Because my brother collapsed and never opened his eyes again.

“…sorry.”

I was truly sorry.

I felt even more sorrowful because I couldn’t tell this to my brother directly.

It was that mont.

Sigh.

The door opened.

“Are you awake?”

“…uh?”

Myers’ face turned blank. Because there was a very familiar face in front of him.

“…brother? brother! “Are you really my brother?”

“okay. “I woke up.”

“Hello!”

Myers, with tears in his eyes, rushed into Ethan’s arms.

Soon he hugged Ethan tightly.

Ethan jumped into Myers’ arms.

‘He’s really big, he’s the best.’

The youngest’s size was enough to be recognized by everyone even in the Kingdom of Heidern.

Even at the age of 15, I was still over 190cm tall.

Even though he had corrected his body, Ethan, who was shorter than him, had no choice but to be trapped in his younger brother’s arms.

“Hey, I’m suffocating.”

“Oh, sorry!”

Ethan smiled at the sight of his youngest child hurriedly loosening his arms.

The naive personality seed to remain the sa here as well.

okay.

It was only a brief deviation.

“Have you sobered up?”

“Yes. “Your brother ca to pick up yesterday, right?”

“uh.”

“Sorry…”

“Drink in moderation from now on.”

“no! “I will never drink alcohol again!”

“Anyway, do you know where Theron went?”

This was a question I also asked Elena. But I couldn’t hear an answer.

This was because she intentionally avoided answering. I didn’t ask any more questions because I couldn’t embarrass my older sister, who had been taking care of my illness for ten years, but that didn’t an my curiosity went away.

”

what is that. Is this sothing worth hiding from ? “My sister said that too.”

“That’s not true…”

Myers, who was scratching his head, said with a sigh.

“After my brother fell, I went to another family. Since the family’s secret techniques have been lost, I will at least learn the skills of other families…” “

…Ha. “Where on earth did you go?”

“That’s…”

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Myers turned his head as if he was still alive.

Seeing as he is avoiding answering, it seems like there is sothing complicated going on.

It was not in line with Ethan’s personality to even bother to ask questions.

Isn’t it because the youngest doesn’t answer for no reason?

‘…Well, as long as I’m alive, that’s fine.’

You can hear the answer later.

anwhile, a voice ca from outside the door.

“My na is Archduke Hans. “Can I co in?”

“uh.”

Soon Hans appeared.

“You’re awake. “The youngest Confucius.”

“Yes.”

“ah. Grand Duke, I got this from those scoundrels yesterday.”

“huh?”

I took the bag Hans gave .

It was a fairly heavy bag. When I looked inside, I saw shiny silver coins.

There was also a gold coin in it.

It was an unexpected harvest.

Ethan picked up a bundle of silver coins and handed them to Hans.

“Take it.”

“Can I… take it?”

As soon as he nodded, Hans accepted the silver coin like lightning.

“lol. Thank you, Grand Duke!”

“Good work.”

“no! What can you do with just this much work? “Of course I have to do it!”

Ethan nodded quietly at Hans’s mockery. In fact, I wasn’t even thinking about this side inco.

For him, who was the head of a duchy in his previous life, searching through the arms of gangsters was unthinkable. But you took it out like this.

‘After proofreading, it’s more usable than I thought.’

He was a guy who had a lot of tact and knew how to behave to a certain extent.

Hans’ score in Ethan’s mind rose slightly. Soon Hans handed over the plate.

It was a bowl filled with tea and refreshnts.

“It’s my little sincerity.”

“Eat well.”

“yes!”

While Hans had a comrcial smile on his face, Ethan looked at Myers.

“You’re the youngest.”

“huh!”

“How much have you accomplished now?”

“That…”

Myers pursed his lips.

anwhile, Hans received word like lightning.

“The youngest Confucius is at a level where he needs to train from just the basics!”

“okay? Myers, give your wrist.”

“Yes.”

Myers held out his wrist. I grabbed the guy’s wrist and checked the inside of his body.

It was indeed as Hans said.

‘I barely learned the secret technique.’

By using a breathing thod used only by the direct descendants of the family, the nature of mana could be changed.

Mana used by the direct descendants of the Ardan duchy.

Not only does it burn like a fla, but it also has the property of burning out all energy within the enemy’s body the mont it touches it.

However, Myers’ mana was only average.

‘There’s a lot of turbidity and there’s a lot of lack of muscle mass compared to the size.’

The talent of the body itself was diocre and not that great for a duke’s son.

‘The talent itself is similar to my previous life.’

In his previous life, he was Myers, who trained intensely from a young age and overca his lack of talent by gaining muscle mass through a healthy diet.

But it was different now.

Ethan let go of his wrist and spoke firmly.

“Just tell the conclusion. “You can only succeed in either attack or defense.”

“just one?”

“okay. If you try to do both, neither one nor the other will work. It was too late to practice like that. “I don’t have enough talent.”

“Then what should I do?”

“Which of the two is better?”

“I think… I have good defense. I hate getting hit. And… now I want to protect my brother.”

“That would require a lot of effort, right?”

“I’ll do it now! “Work harder than anyone else!”

Ethan looked into Myers’ eyes and nodded.

‘Defend.’

Certainly, the youngest in my previous life was more talented at defense than attack.

“You will have to follow with the readiness to die. Are you confident?”

“there is!”

“okay. “Hans.”

“Yes, Archduke!”

“How many sandbags are there?”

“I don’t have a few right now, but if you give two hours, I’ll make as many as I can.”

“Also prepare two wooden swords.”

“yes!”

Ethan looked at Myers.

fifteen.

Although it was a little late to lay the foundation for becoming a knight, there was a good chance of success if one gave up one field. Now it was ti to put this guy to good use.

* * *

After feeding my youngest a hearty breakfast, I went out into the yard.

We filled the guy’s arms and legs with sandbags.

“Make sure you follow .”

“huh.”

Myers began to follow the postures required for the strength training exercises, starting with the dumbbells.

Since he was very large and his entire body was made of whole bones, he was able to follow physical training without difficulty.

After continuing strength training from morning to lunch, I picked up a wooden sword.

“If I hit you, stop .”

“I will.”

Imdiately, I stabbed the guy’s uvula with a wooden sword. The guy who was screaming fell down on the floor as soon as his uvula was stabbed.

“Khehe!”

“wake up.”

Myers got up from the floor with tears in his eyes.

“The enemy does not care about your situation. “Concentrate.”

“okay.”

Only then did Myers’ eyes beco tense.

Waist, chest, arms, legs, pelvis, etc.

He used a wooden sword to beat his entire body. Myers began to be beaten excitedly as if he were a doll. Actually, I didn’t attack him with the intention of actually defending him.

‘I can’t stop it now anyway.’

As for training, Myers only learned basic swordsmanship.

In addition, his body was heavily consud with alcohol, so he had no ability to block the attacking swordsmanship he was currently using.

Still, the reason for beating him up like this was simple.

You will improve your skills quickly by learning while getting hit.

Myers continued to laugh heartily even as he fell to the floor each ti he was stabbed by the wooden sword.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I like training with my brother.”

“….”

I stabbed the guy’s uvula.

“Khehe!”

Once again, the lanky guy stood up as if he were a roly-pole.

A strong tenacity.

Physical strength is more basic than you think.

Plus the persistence of not giving up. As the sparring continued, his strengths began to show.

The servants clicked their tongues as they watched the two brothers practice in the yard.

It was the sa for Hans, the chamberlain. The sa goes for slapping one’s own cheek and breaking the arms and legs of the gangsters.

And the first thing I do when I et my youngest again after 10 years is to beat him with a wooden sword until he is like a bone.

Hans trembled.

Because if he could beat up his younger brother so rcilessly, he could be even more cruel to himself, a complete stranger.

‘He’s a really scary person.’

Moreover, there was one more elent of fear in that training, and that was Myers’ facial expression.

‘…Did the youngest Confucius like being beaten?’

Every ti he was hit by a wooden sword, he fell down with tears in his eyes, but when he stood up, his face was full of smiles.

The older brother who beats his younger sibling rcilessly and the younger one who laughs as he takes it endlessly.

The more I looked at both of them, the more I got tired of their style.

‘If I get caught even once, I’ll be in big trouble.’

Hans imdiately thought of the Archduchess. I walked quietly, resolving once again that I really shouldn’t get even a drop of water on her hand.

* * *

Baron Kargath.

A letter arrived to Baron Helmut, the head of the family.

The Baron’s eyes slowly began to narrow as he slowly read the contents.

“The Archduke woke up after ten years…”

The Baron thought of the Archduke.

Ethan Ardan.

After the previous Duke’s death, everyone thought it was no big deal when he, as the eldest son, was naturally appointed as the temporary head of the family at a young age.

However, his appearance over the five years leading up to his collapse was such that even the most seasoned nobles could not easily ignore him. Did they say that a mature tree is different from its cotyledons?

Ethan was soone who fit that description perfectly. First of all, it was his talent as a knight.

As if to prove that he was of Ardan’s bloodline, he began to show extraordinary talent from the mont he held the sword, and as ti passed, every ti he showed off his unique cool eyes that were exactly like the previous Duke, the nobles would shiver without realizing it.

The knights showed their eyes filled with anticipation as they looked at the person who would beco their new lord.

‘I guess that ans I’m looking forward to the future.’

Because he was young, he could not rule the family directly, but it was clear that he faithfully showed the family’s vassals what they wanted. If he had not collapsed due to mana overflow, the ten collateral families would not have been able to control the dukedom to this extent.

If he had maintained that appearance and stayed in the duchy until now, Ardan would have already fallen into his hands.

The Baron quickly wrote a letter. Soon after, he called the deacon.

“Did you call , Baron?”

“Please send this letter to the head of the house, Count Pernes.”

“yes.”

The head deacon politely accepted the letter and walked out of the office.

Collateral 10.

It was ti to break the news to them all.

The ghosts of the past have returned once again.