Not A Regressor - Chapter 106

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 106
My Sister and the Queen (1)
“Pardon?”
Roberto’s eyes widened in alarm as he hastily lifted his head.
“B-but if Her Majesty leaves her post now….”
Now that the cumbersome obstacle known as the Marco Family had been eliminated.
The Leech Faction desperately needed Isabella’s power to seize control of all Italy.
“Hehehehe.”
A smile bloomed across her lips.
A beautiful smile graced Isabella’s mouth.
She slowly extended her hand and gently caressed the chin of Roberto, who knelt with his head bowed before her feet.
“Ah, ah!”
Roberto’s complexion drained to a sickly pallor.
“Roberto. Since when have you dared to contradict me?”
“I apologize!!”
Trembling, trembling, trembling.
Roberto’s body shook as he slammed his forehead against the ground with a thud.
“Hmph.”
Isabella gazed down at Roberto with cold eyes, snorted dismissively, and swept her hair back.
“Besides, I’m not going solely to meet that person.”
“Then…”
“The Owls.”
“….”
At the word “Owls,” Roberto’s expression froze with chilling intensity.
The trembling figure that had been bowing at Isabella’s feet vanished, replaced by the savage bloodlust of a murderer starved for carnage.
“I intend to discover how those wretches obtained Zamyron’s Curse.”
Isabella continued, her eyes narrowing to slits.
“Perhaps… the one manipulating the Owls from behind the scenes is
‘the Serpent’
after all.”
“If that’s the case, I should accompany you….”
“Didn’t you just say it yourself, Roberto? Now is not the time to leave your post.”
If Isabella left and Roberto, the second-in-command of the Leech Faction, abandoned his position as well, their entire plan to seize control of Italy would crumble to dust.
“That’s…”
“Hehehehe. Roberto, you stay in Italy and lead the Black Star Society for me. Understood?”
Isabella smiled faintly and tapped Roberto’s cheek lightly with her fingertips.
“I shall obey Your Majesty’s command.”
Roberto bowed deeply.
“Mmm. Now then….”
Isabella’s eyes gleamed as she lightly licked the tip of her finger.
“Roberto. I need you to look into something urgently.”
“Just tell me what you need. If it’s information about the Owl Faction, I already have some—”
“No, it’s not that.”
“…Then what?”
Roberto tilted his head in confusion.
“Make me a list of what South Korean men like! From number one to thirty, everything!”
Isabella exhaled excitedly through her nose and clenched both fists tightly.
“…Sigh.”
Roberto pressed his forehead as if his head ached.
* * *
[According to the Association’s investigation, the mastermind behind the horrific terrorist attack in Guro-dong was Cheon Woo-sung, an executive of the Association, and he was connected to an organization called the Black Star Society….]
Click.
Kwon O-jin pressed the power button of the remote with his toe, turning off the television.
‘So the Black Star Society’s existence is now being revealed in earnest.’
The Black Star Society’s atrocities had already been exposed to the world through the incident.
A despicable organization that had manipulated demonic beasts to massacre hundreds of civilians.
It didn’t take long before all of South Korea’s news outlets and online communities were flooded with talk of the Black Star Society.
‘Not just Cheon Woo-sung’s crimes, but all the misdeeds they’ve committed so far have been laid bare.’
In particular, the incident where they kidnapped and brutally murdered the older brother of Black Lion Lee Woo-hyuk, the guild master of Valhalla Guild—one of South Korea’s top ten guilds—shocked the nation.
“Worthless bastards.”
Kwon O-jin shook his head at their heartless atrocities.
He wasn’t the only one consumed by rage.
Just three days after a petition calling for the punishment of the Black Star Society was posted, it had garnered hundreds of thousands of signatures—a testament to how immense the public’s anger was.
‘Still, the Black Star Society isn’t an organization that will disappear easily.’
Even though Cheon Woo-sung was dead, the Owl Faction hadn’t been completely eradicated.
An incalculable number of remnants still remained, and more importantly, their ‘king,’ Cheon Do-yoon, was still very much alive.
‘He doesn’t seem to be making any particular moves yet.’
If the Association and major guilds moved to eliminate the Black Star Society because of this incident, he would have no choice but to make a move as well.
Both in terms of timing and circumstances, I needed to be ready to act, but—
[━Don’t even think about moving until your arm is completely healed.]
“Ugh.”
Vega, who had been sitting beside me, fluttered forward with a stern expression and crossed her arms.
“It’s fine now.”
[Fine? What do you mean fine?!]
Whoosh!
Vega placed her hands on her hips and scolded me sharply.
[Weren’t you just using your foot to turn off the remote because you couldn’t move your fingers?]
“Tch.”
A short groan escaped my lips.
She was right.
In the previous battle, I had condensed magical energy excessively in both arms, leaving the mana circuits themselves in tatters.
My arms moved, but my fingers wouldn’t budge an inch.
‘Even if I use Aquarius affinity, it only heals external wounds.’
They said that once my proficiency with the Aquarius Constellation mark increased, I could heal internal injuries too, but I hadn’t reached that level of mastery yet.
In the end, I was left unable to use both hands until my mana circuits naturally healed.
“…There’s so much to do.”
Tsk.
I clicked my tongue and let out a deep sigh.
Having just advanced to 6-Star, I needed to adapt to my strengthened body and Constellation mark, research the newly learned charging and discharging skills—being unable to use both hands was quite crippling in this situation.
[You’ve finally reached 6-Star. Why are you in such a rush?]
Vega asked reproachfully.
“A great war is coming soon.”
[…War?]
I nodded.
Even without Lee Shin-hyuk’s memories.
It wasn’t difficult to foresee that an all-out war with the Owl Faction would break out before long.
“Back then… I was powerless and couldn’t do anything.”
I gazed at Vega with distant eyes, as if recalling the past.
[…If you mean back then.]
“During the first cycle.”
I averted my gaze with eyes clouded by sorrow.
“I was just a novice Awakened User who had barely reached 3-Star back then.”
I fabricated false memories.
Like writing a novel, I spoke of invented memories from the past.
“I… didn’t even understand why the fighting was happening. I was too busy protecting myself, let alone saving others.”
[My child….]
“But now it’s different, isn’t it?”
A faint smile crossed my lips.
“I’ve become incomparably stronger than back then. And Vega… you’re by my side now.”
So.
“Even training without using my hands….”
[That will not do.]
Tch.
She’s not falling for it.
[My child.]
Vega’s form was enveloped in radiance as she grew larger.
Returning to her true form, Vega reached out and pulled my head into her embrace.
A touch as gentle as a spring breeze.
Through the sensation of skin against my cheek, warmth spread through me.
[Why do you think only of others?]
“….”
Thinking only of others.
I’d manipulated him into thinking that way, but honestly, I never expected to hear such words spoken directly in my lifetime.
[I understand well the desire in your heart to protect others. But you must not strain yourself to the point of destroying your own body.]
She continued in a gentle tone, as if coaxing a foolish child.
[Are you not the only one capable of changing the predetermined fate? Of course, others matter too… but your body must be your highest priority.]
“Vega….”
[Do not try to bear everything alone.]
Poke.
Vega playfully tapped the bridge of my nose with her fingertip.
[Just as you said… am I not here with you this time?]
She tightened the arm cradling my head, her smile warm and tender.
Soft.
An indescribable gentleness pressed against both my cheeks.
[Just as you seek to protect me from the fate of the apocalypse, I too shall devote everything to protecting you.]
“….”
[Hehe. Are you embarrassed? Your cheeks have turned red.]
No.
How could I possibly remain composed in this situation?
[There is no need for shame. Let your guard down… and rest in my embrace.]
Her gentle voice resonated in my ears.
Perhaps it was because she was a Constellation.
Her voice carried an irresistible charm that could not be resisted.
“Ah….”
A hazy sensation enveloped my body.
A drowsy lethargy spread through me, like the languor after lunch.
Cradled in Vega’s embrace, I slowly closed my eyes.
[How precious.]
She smiled warmly, gently stroking my hair.
[Whenever you wish to be spoiled, just say the word. I shall indulge you as much as you desire.]
“Vega….”
Damn.
Is this what they call a mother’s love?
Now I understand why that bastard Cheon Woo-sung lost his mind.
Along with an inexplicable tingling sensation, a desire to entrust everything to her welled up within me.
‘Just for a moment.’
Wouldn’t it be fine to stay like this?
With that thought, as I completely surrendered myself to her embrace.
“━What are you doing?”
Ha-eun’s voice pierced through my drowsy haze.
“C-cough! S-sis, you’re back?”
“Yeah. I went out to get you some food.”
Thud.
She set down a heavy bag and shot me a sharp look.
“Can’t even wait a moment before getting all worked up.”
[W-worked up?! How dare you!]
Vega sprang to her feet.
[I was merely tending to my child’s needs!]
“Keep tending to him like that and you’ll have two children to care for, mark my words.”
[Y-your mouth is so crude!]
“Hmph. Better than pretending to be refined when you’re not.”
A tense atmosphere crackled between Ha-eun and Vega.
But it didn’t last long.
[Sigh. My child’s body is already suffering—let’s not waste energy on pointless bickering.]
“…Fine. I get it.”
I wondered if we’d grown accustomed to each other by now.
Or perhaps it was because I couldn’t use my arm.
Their verbal sparring didn’t stretch on as it once might have.
“Let’s eat, Kwon O-jin. I bought quite a variety.”
“What did you get?”
“Just a moment.”
Rustle, rustle.
Ha-eun pulled out the contents of the bag.
Inside were packaged dishes—nutritious porridge, ginseng chicken soup, eel, and everything else that supposedly aided recovery, all crammed together indiscriminately.
“Why did you buy so much?”
By rough estimation, it was enough for nearly ten people.
“When you’re sick, you need to eat plenty to get better, you fool. You’re always coming home injured from somewhere.”
Ha-eun lightly flicked my head, then grabbed my arm and led me to the dining table.
“Ah~”
Ha-eun quickly sat down to my right, picked up a piece of eel with her chopsticks, and brought it close to my mouth.
“…I can eat by myself.”
“How are you going to eat with that arm?”
“I can grip it with my wrist like this.”
“Stop talking nonsense and open your mouth, you fool.”
Ha-eun shoved the eel into my mouth without hesitation.
“…Mmm, mmm.”
“Hehe. Tasty, right? I bought the most expensive one thinking of you, Kwon O-jin.”
Ha-eun beamed and spooned some nutritious porridge.
But before she could place the porridge in my mouth, shredded chicken entered first.
[Hehehehe. Does it taste good?]
Vega, seated to the left, gently stroked Kwon O-jin’s head as he worked his jaw busily.
“Lee! I bought this!”
[Is the portion not too large for you to feed him alone?]
“…You’re really something else, I swear.”
[Hehe. Once you accumulate rich life experiences like I have, you too shall grow wise.]
“Huh. Must be nice being so old, ma’am.”
[Ma’… ma!]
“Wait, or are you a grandmother? Hmm… actually, as a Constellation you’d be thousands of years older….”
[Quiet!]
Ha-eun and Vega bickered as usual while spooning food into Kwon O-jin’s mouth.
‘…I’m not sure if I should be grateful for this or not.’
Having two stunningly beautiful women feed him—there was no greater happiness than this.
Yet the hostile atmosphere made it difficult to truly savor the moment.
It was like eating between two gorgeous bombs.
‘Still…’
A faint smile bloomed at the corners of Kwon O-jin’s lips.
‘At least I’m not cold.’
Warmth transmitted through both arms spread across his entire body.
Warmth so precious.
Warmth he could never let go of.
“Come on! There’s still so much left!”
[Hehe. Try this too!]
“….”
The warmth was so intense he felt he might burn away.
‘This isn’t flowers in both hands—it’s fire in both hands.’
Munch, munch.
He chewed the food being pushed into his mouth and swallowed a stifled laugh.
* * *
“Whew~!”
How many servings had he eaten?
With his stomach stuffed to capacity, Kwon O-jin fled to the shower under the pretense of washing up.
“You really don’t know when enough is enough.”
He awkwardly flailed his unresponsive arm to undress, then stepped into the shower.
Splash!
As he turned on the water and began wetting his body.
-Click.
Carefully.
The shower door opened.
“What, what is it?”
Kwon O-jin turned his head in bewilderment.
“Ahem, ahem.”
There stood Ha-eun, clad in nothing but a thin towel, her cheeks flushed crimson.
“Sister?”
“Your arm isn’t moving well, is it? Must be hard to wash yourself.”
She twirled a strand of her hair around her fingertip as she stepped inside.
“I’ll… help you wash.”
“Wait, that’s not—”
Before Kwon O-jin could protest, Ha-eun strode into the shower stall.
And then.
The towel slipped away.
“Just stay still, will you.”
The thin towel that had been shielding her body.
She cast it aside without hesitation.

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