Chapter 32

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 32

#When I returned, my family was ruined (33)

I asked the vigilante who bowed his head.

“Where is the village chief’s house?”

“It’s…over there!”

“Please guide me.”

Several of the personnel stuck to Ethan’s side. The vigilante’s eyes were full of adoration.

Because the person in front of me was a descendant of the famous Duke of Ardan.

A family of great heroes who defended the kingdom more than anyone else when the dragon race invaded the Kingdom of Heidern.

When I met a descendant of such a family, I couldn’t help but be careful with my every movement.

The vigilante, who guided Ethan with the utmost respect, urgently knocked on the door of the village chief’s house.

“Chief! “Come out quickly!”

“What happened…”

The village chief with wrinkles on his face opened the door and came out. He looked at Ethan.

The old man blinked for a moment.

When he saw the identification card Ethan handed him, his eyes widened to the size of a flower lantern.

The fact that I quickly lowered my head was a bonus.

“Hey…meeting you precious person!”

“Do you know who I am?”

I couldn’t have known without knowing.

The village chief already knew about the rumors that have been spreading in the baronial territory recently.

Baron Helmut.

It was a story about a scum-like nobleman who was prone to exploitation and was punished by the Grand Duke.

If you consider the contents and the identity card with the golden pattern in front of you, the person in front of you right now is this person.

“…Aren’t you the Archduke?”

“I know.”

He was definitely the archduke of the duke family that was known to have fallen in the past.

That was when Ethan nodded.

Suddenly, the village chief with tears in his eyes began to shout out loudly at Ethan.

“You are coming to solve our difficulties! also! The descendants of the great hero family are different no matter what! thank you! thank you!”

‘…huh?’

Ethan was taken aback for a moment.

The old village chief suddenly burst into tears and seemed to be bowing down and trying to hit his forehead.

He said, grabbing the village chief’s shoulder and stopping him from doing so.

“There is no need to show respect like that.”

“Yeah. “I am truly honored.”

“So what exactly happened?”

“That…”

the village chief began.

The point was simple.

An abandoned mineshaft on Mount Mitron.

It was said that unusual noises had recently been heard from a place that had been quiet for the past several decades.

“A sound is coming from an abandoned mineshaft?”

“yes. Could you please wait a moment? “I will bring in the person who witnessed what happened.”

“Sure.”

It’s an abandoned mine.

Coincidentally, that was also the destination Ethan was heading to. Could it be that the dungeon is already underway and monsters have taken root?

Since it was a fairly interesting topic, I willingly nodded to what the village chief said.

“Get Gillian! hurry!”

The vigilantes rushed out quickly and soon began to approach with a middle-aged man.

“The author is a hunter in our village. They roam around Mount Mitron hunting animals. Gillian? “Please explain to the Archduke what you saw in the abandoned mine.”

“All right.”

Gillian swallowed hard and began to explain what he had seen.

“The area where I hunt animals is usually near an abandoned mine, and at some point, I started hearing something… strange noises.”

“What exactly does it sound like?”

“It sounded like… hitting metal with a pickaxe.”

Ethan’s face hardened.

The name of the dungeon he was going to was Metal Snake’s Abandoned Mine.

The metal snake was literally a snake that lived by eating metal.

Unless the snake has hands, it is impossible to hear a sound like that of a pickaxe.

“so?”

“When I first heard it, I just ignored it… but as I kept hearing the sound, I couldn’t control my curiosity. I ended up going inside the mine. There… I witnessed a strange scene.”

“what?”

“It was a scene in an abandoned mineshaft where an undead was hitting metal with a pickaxe.”

“…Undead?”

“yes. I can assure you that I would risk my neck! It had to be undead! “I was so shocked that my heart almost stopped.”

“I ask one more thing. “Have you seen what those undead are digging up?”

“I couldn’t see it in detail because it was dark, but it seemed like they were collecting something black.”

Ethan’s face hardened.

An abandoned mine is literally a mine whose life has already ended. Working with a pickaxe in a place like that.

‘Holy shit.’

It seemed like someone was taking the metal they were aiming for first.

Annoyance and anger.

The next emotion that struck me was doubt.

‘How did know?’

Metal Snake’s Abandoned Mine is a dungeon that will not be discovered until much later.

How do they know that and are mining metal at this time?

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Is it because the past has changed, or has something changed?

Nothing was certain yet.

‘There are undead who mine metal.’

There were about two possibilities.

A lich, a high-ranking undead with the power to raise low-level undead, appeared and gave orders to mine metal.

‘Or maybe a warlock took over.’

Of the two, the former was by far the most difficult to deal with. Liches are one of the high-ranking undead and are known to have enormous power.

‘I guess I should check it out.’

Which of the two is mining metal from the abandoned mine?

I felt like I had to go and see it with my own eyes.

Ethan nodded.

“Let me check it out.”

The village chief was pleased to hear those words.

The distance between the village and the abandoned mine is at most a day. The presence of undead in close proximity was one of the biggest concerns for the small village.

“Thank you…thank you! As expected, the Archduke is completely different from the Baron!”

“baron? “You mean Helmut?”

“yes! Despite dozens of letters sent from our village, the Baron has not sent any reinforcements. “Not even an investigator has been dispatched.”

“When was the first time you sent a letter?”

“…a year ago.”

Ethan tilted his head.

Since the Baron is a greedy bastard, he might be able to ignore such a small incident. However, if a village sent more than a dozen letters over the course of a year, it was normal for at least traces of those letters to be kept in records.

However, while handling the affairs of the Barony, I was never able to confirm what the village chief had said.

‘That’s strange.’

Unless the record itself has been completely expunged…

Ethan frowned.

‘Could it be that this guy’s records were really erased?’

Then why?

Although he was only the owner of a small baronial territory, the title of baron was not one that was so shabby that one could get upset just because he did not listen to a request from a village chief.

There is no need to bother expunging your records.

The strange thing is that this was not the end.

‘There may be a lich or warlock lurking in the territory, but you just ignored it?’

If he were a baron, he would have at least sent an investigator.

If you ignore these guys, big problems are bound to arise later.

‘It stinks.’

It also has a really bad smell.

Ethan looked at Gillian.

“Can you guide me to the abandoned mine? “I’ll make sure you pay the compensation appropriately.”

A gold coin popped out in Ethan’s arms. Gillian’s eyes lit up at the sight of the sparkling gold coin.

One gold coin was the amount of money he could earn by hunting in the mountains for 15 days.

It was very unpleasant to go near an abandoned mine overflowing with undead, but the reward was gold coins!

The right choice was to just close my eyes and guide them.

“I will guide you.”

“If you arrive within half a day, I’ll give you one more gold coin.”

“I will do my best!”

After hiring a guide, I looked at the village chief.

“I’d like to leave the horse to you for about two days.”

“Yeah. “If you leave it to me, I will take good care of it.”

After leaving the horse in the village.

I started moving towards the mountain with Gillian.

* * *

Ten hours after climbing Mt. Mitron, the two were able to reach the entrance to the abandoned mine.

Cough!

Cough!

It was a very faint sound, but if you listened carefully, you could easily recognize it.

‘That’s fun.’

As the guide said, a sound as if a pickaxe was being struck was echoing inside the abandoned mineshaft.

They had already occupied this place before it became a dungeon and were mining metal, or else.

‘Either they wipe out all the metal snakes and then dig up the metal.’

Whatever it was, to Ethan, it was no different from a robber ship taking away the targeted goods.

Ethan smiled faintly and handed Gillian another gold coin.

“Thank you! Grand Duke!”

This is a fantastic reward for climbing a mountain for only a day.

The corners of Gillian’s mouth rose high to the sky.

“Grand Duke. What should I do? Can I wait here? Or take a tour inside an abandoned mine…”

“You can go.”

Ethan was a man who had traveled through numerous terrains while fighting dragons in his past life.

Memorizing the geography of a mountain was easier than a piece of cake.

Since it was an abandoned mine, all I had to do was follow the source of the sound on my own.

If you take a guide with you, it will only be an inconvenience.

Gillian breathed a sigh of relief at Ethan’s words. He had encountered quite a few monsters while taking the shortcut to Mount Mitron.

Each time, I witnessed the Archduke wiping out the bastards with a single sword, but even considering that, I couldn’t help but be afraid of being asked to guide him into an abandoned mine full of undead.

“yes. Well then, I’ll just leave. Please take care of yourself….”

Gillian went down the mountain and Ethan entered the abandoned mineshaft.

Half-collapsed mine shaft and musty air.

There were even rusty pickaxes lying here and there.

It was definitely an abandoned mine that closed a long time ago. Ethan walked towards the place where the sound of the pickaxe sounded.

After moving for about twenty minutes.

I was able to witness the scene where the skeletons were holding pickaxes and striking the black metal with all their might.

Just like that, there was an undead Siron wearing black robes digging for ore.

‘A warlock.’

Body shape, body odor, and even voices that can be heard occasionally. The person wearing the robe was not an undead person.

It was good news for Ethan.

It would be much less difficult to deal with a warlock than a lich.

‘What should I do?’

Ethan thought for a moment and came to a conclusion. I decided to continue my thoughts after suppressing that warlock.

The moment I took out my sword.

“Who are you?”

The robed person turned around with a voice that sounded as if it were scraping metal.

A thick black energy rose above his hand. Ethan’s eyes lit up when he saw the enormous amount of dark magic.

He was a transcendental in his previous life and had the experience of seeing numerous scenes during his life.

‘It’s like…’

It was like watching the way the dragon race uses power.

Yongin people.

They had almost no systems or rules that could be called technology.

They were just beings who slaughtered humans using their overwhelming power and mana.

‘It was definitely like that.’

Why do I feel dirty every time I see that warlock?

It was as if I had come face to face with those dragon-headed bastards.

Ethan narrowed his eyes.

I was immediately convinced.

‘I’m sure.’

The way of the Yongin people.

The black magician in front of me was handling black magic in a way that seemed to be a mixture of the human technology system.

It was like encountering their traces in an unexpected situation.

Ethan asked a question.

“Where on earth did you learn that skill?”

“die!”

A black energy stretched out like a whip and began to fly towards Ethan’s body. It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to get an answer.