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I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 234

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#When he returned, the family was ruined (235)

Like an earthworm that wriggles when stepped on, the tyrant also fiercely resisted Ethan.

It was a close race.

But the defeat was gradually deepening. This was a fact that could easily be inferred just by looking at the amount of blood flowing from the tyrant’s body.

The metal dragon’s morale was dropping noticeably. The fact that today we may possibly see the death of a ruler.

The fear grew endlessly.

If there is no tyrant, to whom should they owe their allegiance?

To the other members of the cadre, including Kracetus, whose flesh is now being ripped off by the sword of man?

They were certainly powerful beings, but they were entities that could not be compared to tyrants.

A great leader dies.

And that too by the sword of the weak race of humans. Still, I couldn’t run away. Because the instincts accumulated in my body over a long period of time were preventing me from leaving the tyrant.

Both the tyrant and the metal dragons that followed him were defeated.

Huge dark clouds gathered over the Aachen Mountains. Soon it started raining. Ethan said while holding the sword soaked in rain.

“Let’s just get this over with.”


Anger was certainly an emotional resource, but there were limits to how it could move a broken body.

Not only had he been crushed by a landslide, but his repeatedly injured body had been so damaged that he could no longer vomit blood.

The tyrant realized.

Today he will close his eyes in the Aachen Mountains.

Compared to those humans, their relatively weak compatriots will face death without even being able to resist much.

The tyrant, having squeezed out the last of his strength, stretched out his fist. The human, who easily dodged the attack, thrust the sword into his shattered chest. The damaged outer shell no longer served as armor.

The divine sword gently penetrated the heart. The most important source of the dragon clan’s power. I felt the heat in my dragon heart. The dragon’s heart slowly melted.

I’m crying!

Black blood burst out like paint spreading on drawing paper.


When death is just around the corner.

Suddenly a thought crossed my mind.

Dragonia, the nation of the dragon race.

The metal dragons that remained there were by no means elite. Because it was here that the elite troops selected to conquer the continent were gathered.

They all bury their bones.

With the elite corps gone, the power of the Metal Dragon will shrink deep underground at once. The subsequent persecution by other dragons will be unimaginable.

It seemed to be visible.

The tyrant laughed bitterly.

‘Is it karma?…’

The metal dragon was like that too.

They devoured numerous weak tribes without mercy and made them their slaves.

Diet of the fittest.

For the dragon race, it was only a completely natural thing. Killed and occupied. He turned a tribe of moderate strength at best into one of the six most powerful tribes. I lived a very long time until that happened.


Should I have shown it to you a few times?

If that had been the case, the remaining members of our race would not have been trampled on so much. As death got closer, many thoughts came to mind.

In the end, the conclusion was simple.

He was just being eaten in the same way as those who had been preyed upon by him so far.

The weak to the strong.


The dragon’s god form fell towards the ground. My eyelids became very heavy.

The ruler’s gaze turned to his soldiers. With his eyes wide open, as if trying to capture that image until the end.

The tyrant’s heart stopped.

In the land of humans they had so ignored.

Fear consumed the metal dragon.

The heads of the dragons, scattering like ants, continued to soar into the air.

* * *



For the first time in a long time, hundreds of crows flocked over the desolate Aachen Mountains.

Bodies collapsed to the point where there was no room to move. The Aachen Mountains were no longer barren for birds.

It’s just a paradise-like place full of prey.

Ethan and the twelve knights approached each other. Even though they cut down more than 1,000 metal dragons, there was no change in the knights’ expressions. Ethan said after seeing them.

“Let’s take the tyrant’s body from here.”

All the knights’ eyes focused on Irk. Since they were instructed not to reveal their identities, they simply remained silent despite the disrespectful words and actions shown to the crown prince. Irk, who received attention, nodded willingly.

“In return, we will receive the remaining bodies.”


It was their role to kill numerous henchmen. The metal dragon’s shell will be a good reward as it is a crafting material that blacksmiths love. Ethan also received ample compensation.

That he killed the first dragon ruler. In my previous life, I would have had to wait 6 years more than now to be able to succeed. I implemented it less than two years after returning.

By hunting down the tyrant, I had the opportunity to deeply interact with the Dwarf Kingdom.

This was the second reward.

If he found out that he had succeeded in hunting down the tyrant, Muradni’s trust would rise to a very high level.

Being able to form a deep relationship with the best blacksmith on the continent.

There were many other things that could be gained by recruiting Muradni. It means making one of the races completely turn away from the dragon race.

This second reward alone was enough to make hunting down the tyrant worth it.

He recalled the documents he had checked in the past. Kingdom Council.

Within the Dwarf Kingdom, an organization with similar authority to the king had a history of proposing a strange bill called the Symbiosis Act.

‘Now that I’ve remembered it, I guess I’ll have to take care of everything.’

Cancer lumps must be swept away early to prevent damage. Almost half of the members of the council are already loyal to the metal dragon. For Ethan, who wanted to make the Dwarf Kingdom a deep alliance with humans, it was one of the organizations that must be reorganized.

A time when all the metal dragons, who were the enemies of the dwarves, were wiped out. This was a golden opportunity to intervene in another kingdom.


His eyes turned to the tyrant’s corpse. Tyrant’s skin was a valuable crafting material that could not be obtained anywhere.

If you create armor using these, you will have completed equipment that can block even attacks from transcendents.

For Ethan, who plans to hunt other rulers in the future, it was a reward like rain during a drought.

He raised his divine sword and approached the tyrant’s body. The tyrant still maintained a size similar to that of a human.

‘It won’t last long.’

After about three more minutes, the mana contained in the body will disappear and the body will return to its original form. As if it had a huge size when I first saw it.

If that happens, you may be able to get a lot of outer shells, but the quality will be incomparably lower than now. What Ethan needed was quality, not quantity. The blade was plunged into the shell, which had cracks in various places. The slaughter work began to be carried out carefully.

* * *

Over a thousand corpses of metal dragons. For the 12 Knights, moving them was not that difficult.

This is because there was a magic bag that could fit a huge amount of items. The body began to fall into the pocket as if it had been sucked into thin air, and soon the mountain range was filled with blood stains, traces of a battle. The actions taken after receiving the ‘reward’ were simple.

Trail work.

Twelve knights close to transcendence left traces throughout the mountain range. Starting with sword marks, traces of magic, and even energy related to spirit power. Because we had prepared thoroughly in advance, it was not difficult to leave traces of a medium-sized group.

If an investigation team from another dragon tribe comes to the Aachen Mountains, there will most likely be a judgment like this. A group of elite humans wiped out the dragons.

After leaving traces throughout the mountain range, work on the underground palace continued. Although the ground had completely collapsed, digging out the ground was not that difficult for them with the help of the empire and the church.


The scroll was torn apart with a harsh noise, and soon the remains of the collapsed cave began to rise into the sky. It was the power of a high-ranking magic scroll given by the church.

Irk looked at the collapsed wreckage. It wasn’t that difficult to find traces of a rough battle. Eleven knights, including him, left traces everywhere.

Sword marks like flames.

Dozens of other marks were engraved on that sword mark.

‘It’s okay.’

In any case, none of the metal dragons survived to see the confrontation between the tyrant and the duke. As if that wasn’t enough, the scroll that the cult leader gave him even completely blocked the occurrence of ‘scene playback’.

Even if a high-ranking wizard was on the investigation team, it would be impossible to confirm what happened here.

All the investigation team can confirm are traces. The investigation team that looked at the traces like that would fall into confusion.

For example, the confusion of mistaking the person who hunted the tyrant to be a group of humans rather than a single person.

‘If that happens…’

Even if it were revealed that Duke Ethan was behind this incident, it would not pose a major threat.

Hunting a ruler alone and hunting a ruler with a group of humans who were close to transcendence were completely different stories. It also meant that the arrogant rulers would not be wary of the duke.

The process of leaving traces was subtle yet thorough. The 12 Knights were originally a group that carried out secret missions, so not only were they accustomed to this kind of work, but in this case, the religious leader had generously provided them with various support supplies, saying that they were especially kind to them.

The traces of such manipulation had become so sophisticated that even if Irk himself were in charge of investigating the case, he would point to a group of humans as the mastermind behind it. After finishing cleaning up, he grabbed the necklace.

“It’s done.”

-haha. It was truly a struggle.

“no. “Compared to the leader’s hard work, it is nothing special.”

―Please tell His Majesty that I am grateful. I will also visit the Crown Prince sometime soon. The ‘research’ ended quite well.

Irk’s eyes sparkled. The cult leader was truly a great wizard, and the items he gave each time he completed his research greatly increased the power of the empire. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to it.

Even if it is Irk who has achieved the state of transcendence.


Irk answered politely and ended his contact with the religious leader. The operation was completed easily. Now all you have to do is get the reward.

Feeling much lighter, he looked around at the knights and spoke.

“The operation is over. “Let everyone return to the empire.”


Irk’s eyes lit up as he turned back. The Duke’s actions will begin in earnest from now on.

I had a feeling that I would run into him again soon.

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I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed to My Ruined Family

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Status: Completed Released: 2022
I was born as the oldest of a renowned swordsman family, and became stronger faster than anyone. Yet, I could not stop the dragons, a great disaster that had appeared on the continent. I closed my eyes in my final moments, thinking everything was over. I really thought it was over… But when I opened my eyes, I was back in the past. A past that was very different from the world I knew. “What? Is this really my body? Why don’t I have any mana?” “Where did the castle go? Why’s there only a wooden house left?” “…What? The dragons and humans made a non-aggression pact?” A family that had fallen and was on the brink of ruin. A family whose writing of divination had vanished. And a body in which no mana could be found! “…I’ll have to keep myself busy from now on.” The great hero of a renowned swordsman family. He is back in the past, in a ‘parallel world’.


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