I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 182

#When I returned, the family was ruined (183)

Another month passed.

A lot had happened in the meantime.

The first was the distribution of dragon potions. Ilya performed his duties brilliantly.

One thousand potions were distributed to carefully selected knights within the Dragon Slayer Corps. The knights who first heard of the potion’s purpose showed hesitation about drinking it, but that only lasted for a moment. It wasn’t something that would permanently change my body, and I wouldn’t have to live with the potion for the rest of my life.

In the end, potions are just one of the means to reconstruct the body through mana. The trend spread quickly. To be honest, their skills were poor compared to the monster-like head of the family who was improving day by day.

I have received a lot so far. It was only natural that one had to be loyal. What matters is whether that loyalty ultimately helps the head of the family.

Days passed as I drank the dragon potion and adapted to my changed body. Some knights who are talented in mana control have now achieved the ability to change not only the form but even the internal composition of the elements of reorganization.

Although it was not a complete change like using a potion.

‘There are people who have already realized close to 40% of their power.’

40% of the power that the dragon race can produce.

At first glance, 40% may seem excessively low, but humans and dragons were races with distinctly different limits. Even if you take only 20% of their strength, you can overwhelm a decent knight with sheer power.

What if it’s 40%?

It is safe to say that at least a knight of the same level would not be able to handle it with his strength. It was such a powerful force.

Of course, it did not only embody the grip strength of the dragon race. Immense durability. Even flexibility that can be achieved through elastic muscles. The document Sylvia handed over contained information about the drivers who successfully completed the demonstration.

The ones who had the best results were Knight Commander Nerian and Deputy Knight Commander Myers.

‘Of course I should.’

How much resources and time were invested?

Among the carefully selected knights, these are the two people with the highest level of talent. Even if the class was conducted together with other knights, it was inevitable that the effort put into them would be special.

It wasn’t just the Knights that was growing. The intelligence organization Black Moon has also been rapidly growing in size in recent years. At least within Heidern, there was no need to worry anymore. Thanks to this, recruiting talent was being accomplished easily. As I continued my training, I felt a familiar presence. The sound of small footsteps. It was Ilya’s.

“It was a success!”

“what?”

“This is the research you entrusted to me last time. Didn’t they ask you to adjust the performance of the immortal pill so that people can consume it? “Could it be that you forgot?”

Oh.

A memory came to mind. After entrusting the purification to the World Tree, I decided to entrust Illya with the additional finishing touches.

In fact, the elves handed the immortal pill to Illya just after fifteen days, and Ethan had mentioned in passing that he would entrust the final processing of this spiritual altar to him. It was a fact that I had half-forgotten recently as I was conducting training for the Knights.

“It was like that.”

“…Duke. “Do you know how many nights I stayed up analyzing that elixir?”

“I’m sorry. “I’m so busy these days.”

Ethan bowed his head slightly.

It was a sign of apology. Certainly, Ilya’s workload in recent years has been so heavy that it can be said to be murderous.

From the mass production of dragon potions to the analysis of the immortal pill.

These were topics that would have taken a decent production wizard several years.

Since such a task was completed in just two months, it is obvious that a lot of effort was put into it without even seeing it. Ilia, who was looking at Ethan intently, said those words.

“…Anyway, I have eliminated the fatal flaw of the Immortal Hwan. “There was definitely a reason why they were targeting the World Tree.”

In Ilia’s opinion, the immortal pill was an extremely ignorant item.

Can we say that it is a greedy sage created to gain regenerative power beyond that of a troll as a human being?

Power requires a price. Equivalent exchange. That was a phrase that also applied to the realm of alchemy.

There is a price that must be paid to gain an advantage that transcends race without any effort.

There were many ways to do it. You either consume extremely excellent materials, sacrifice others, or even give up something precious of yourself. For example, in the case of the elixir of immortality given by Ethan…

‘Giving up being human.’

Even with excellent materials, the price was insufficient. Therefore, even human characteristics had to be discarded in order to obtain a resilience worthy of being called immortal.

The archbishop who was said to have taken the pill of immortality.

He might not know it, but most likely he would have turned into something terrible. Although excellent materials were certainly used, the tribute was insufficient to obtain the price of immortality.

The attempt to save the World Tree must have been to harmonize the imperfect power to some extent.

‘It must have been his intention to sacrifice the World Tree.’

It was difficult to control the extreme power of this spirit group by simply touching the World Tree. What if the tree was completely sacrificed and offered as an offering to the spiritual altar?

In fact, when one of the elves approached and handed over the spiritual altar. At that time, the extreme focus on self-sustaining power of the Immortal Pill had been neutralized to some extent, but it was still a product that awaited terrible destruction if consumed.

It may not grow five or six arms, but even if it grows only two arms on each side instead of one, wouldn’t it be absurd to call it a human being?

Therefore, a finishing process to refine that power was necessary. Even if it was Ilya, it wasn’t possible without any materials. The reason the tuning process was completed quickly was because the duke’s warehouse had recently become overflowing with all kinds of high-level elixirs. The result obtained after beating Aguiles.

By using them, we gradually reduced the effectiveness of the elixir, and now we can control the power to the point that even if we consume the immortality pill, we can fall into the category of humans with ‘very strong’ self-reliance. Ilya rummaged around in her arms and took out a small box.

“It is a finished product.”

Ethan opened the box.

A refreshing smell suddenly rose. The pitch black elixir had changed to green. Unlike the negative emotions I felt when I first witnessed it, this time, the nature of Immortal Hwan was reversed in a positive direction, to the point where a faint smile appeared just by looking at it.

“What is the effect?”

“It increases the self-reliance of the human body. However, the effect will not be as extreme as the previous black herb medicine. “As the power was adjusted with the branches of the World Tree, its effectiveness was reduced to a certain extent.”

She continued her explanation.

The point was simple.

Although it is less effective, there will be no side effect of growing multiple arms like the Archbishop. Since self-reliance itself is permanently increased, even if you are injured, you can recover quickly without mana.

‘It’s okay.’

It was definitely an item that Aguiles and the Archbishop would study with rolling eyes. Normally, energy was used for recovery. That energy encompassed a diverse range.

For example, the power or mana you get after eating food. Recovery was something that required a complex process and time.

Immortal Hwan was significant in that it ‘extremely’ shortened that time.

“Even if you don’t do it, you will have a resilience similar to that of a troll. However, recovery requires energy in some way… so you may become very hungry after going through the recovery process.”

That wasn’t even a side effect. If a serious stab wound could be healed with a diet, what knight would refuse such a change?

I swallowed the elixir. Immortal pills that melt in your mouth like soft candy. Immediately, my heart was pounding violently. Blood flowing much faster than before.

A pleasant sense of elation swept over my entire body. He looked at his forearm and pulled out his new sword.

Sigh.

The sharp blade cut the skin.

Pop.

Pop.

Drops of blood glittered on the surface of the skin. However, the wound lasted only for a moment.

Slurp.

The wound seemed to be healing on its own. It was amazing. Originally, it was not impossible to show such self-reliance, but it required the consumption of mana, but now it was completely different.

The wound was completely healed just by the physical recovery power alone.

‘If it’s roughly the size of a troll.’

Trolls were monsters famous for their tough vitality. This is a guy who doesn’t even bat an eye when a limb is cut off. It had a monster-like resilience to the point that if you put the cut part back on the joint, it would stick on its own. Of course, like the Archbishop, the troll does not grow a new arm from the severed arm.

‘That’s actually not something that humans can do.’

The sight of arms growing.

How bizarre.

A more realistic sight would be to attach a severed arm. It is said that in order to deal with monsters, one must become a monster oneself, but it would not be pleasant for anyone to completely abandon the categories that make up humans.

‘This level alone is excellent.’

Just as he would not transplant his body into that of a real dragon race in order to deal with the dragon race, Ethan planned to maintain a reasonable level of acceptance in the future.

Great resilience was one of them.

“thanks.”

“What can I do with this… hmm, of course this body has suffered a bit a lot…”

“Is there something you want? “We could increase the subsidy further.”

“…What do you want?”

Ilya, who was tilting her head, looked at Ethan. Soon she spoke animatedly.

“Material things don’t really matter to this body.”

“I guess so.”

“This body wants to see your efforts.”

“My efforts?”

“How much time can I invest for this Ilya? “That kind of effort.”

“I think I could invest for an entire month if I wanted to.”

“…One month at a time?”

Ilya opened her eyes wide. From what I’ve seen so far, Ethan was a nobleman who worked harder than anyone else. In other words, he could be said to be a nobleman who extremely dislikes wasting time.

I thought it would be a lot of time to spend at most one day.

The one-month deadline came out of his mouth without hesitation.

This might be it.

Doesn’t that mean that he considers himself to be important?

Be it rationally or emotionally. The latter would have been better, but the former was not a bad result.

“… Now that I think about it, even though I am a wizard in the duchy, I have yet to travel to major cities other than Londinium… a few times. “It’s been a month… just for a week… how about going around the big cities in the duchy?”

“Sure.”

Ethan nodded willingly.

He was a talented person who had not only taken care of his younger brother for the past two months, but also successfully completed all his requests. It would be difficult to find a crafting wizard as good as Illya anywhere.

If we could keep such a talented person for a week of sightseeing at most, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for him. No, on the contrary, it can be said to be a great benefit.

‘I guess I’ll have to check other cities at this point.’

Half a year has already passed since development was entrusted to administrators. It would be a good option to check out the changes in the cities before leaving for the Kingdom of Limedell.