Not A Regressor - Chapter 250

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 250
Cheon Joo-ryong (2)
“Huh? We’re supposed to catch him?”
Ha-eun’s eyes widened in surprise as she tilted her head in confusion.
“But you just said you didn’t know the location of the nest….”
“I do know.”
“What?”
“I know the location of the nest.”
“…How?”
Ha-eun and Isabella stared at me with expressions of disbelief.
However, Vega and Riak’s expressions were somewhat different.
[Hehe. So that’s how it turned out.]
“Krrrgh. It seems this hasn’t changed after all.”
Vega and Riak nodded knowingly.
Isabella’s eyes narrowed as their reaction only deepened her confusion.
“It hasn’t changed? What do you mean by that, Kwon O-jin?”
“….”
I hesitated for a moment before turning to look at Vega.
My eyes asked silently if I could say this.
Vega shrugged and nodded.
[It’s not as if the Constellations don’t already know about it anyway.]
“That’s true.”
I nodded and turned my head toward Isabella.
“There’s something I need to tell you, Isabella.”
“Ah, yes. Please go ahead, Kwon O-jin.”
“I am….”
I continued in a low voice.
“I am a regressor.”
“…Pardon?”
Isabella’s mouth fell open in a dumbfounded expression.
Soon after, she looked at me with concern.
“Kwon O-jin. Did you perhaps drink too much….”
[It is the truth.]
Vega fluttered up with a soft sound.
Isabella asked with a bewildered expression.
“T-the truth? A regressor means… you came from the future, correct?”
“That’s right.”
I nodded and slowly revealed the story I had kept hidden all this time.
Of course, even the hidden story was mostly composed of lies.
“….”
After hearing the long explanation, Isabella pressed her forehead with her palm, as if her head was throbbing.
“Wait… Just give me a moment to think.”
My mind burned with intensity.
Countless thoughts tangled together in chaotic confusion.
If anyone else had said such a thing, I would have immediately told them to stop spouting nonsense.
“…Is it really true?”
But these words came from Kwon O-jin.
The person I trusted most right now, the one to whom I had given my heart.
Kwon O-jin nodded silently.
Isabella turned her head sharply toward Ha-eun.
“Did you know about this too?”
“Uh, yeah?”
Ha-eun flinched.
She trembled with a flustered expression.
She scratched her head with an awkward smile.
“W-well, yeah.”
She did know, in a manner of speaking.
More precisely, she knew that Kwon O-jin was pretending to be a Regressor when he wasn’t actually one.
‘How is this shameless bastard lying so brazenly without even changing his expression?’
Ha-eun stared at Kwon O-jin in disbelief.
One of the most important things when detecting someone’s lie was their facial expression.
The subtle tremor of pupils, lips, eyebrows, the movement of the jaw and minor gestures, and even the voice.
No matter how hard humans tried to hide it, they inevitably revealed their lies through instinctive tells.
Haven’t you experienced that before?
When you’re looking at someone and suddenly realize, ‘Oh, that’s a lie’?
That’s when you’ve caught the tells—the facial expressions, gestures, and voice—without consciously noticing them.
‘But.’
Kwon O-jin had none of those tells.
From her perspective, knowing all the facts, his eyes, expression, and voice were so natural that the thought ‘Is he really a Regressor?’ would unconsciously cross her mind—not a single element suggested he was lying.
“Why didn’t you tell me until now?”
Isabella looked at Kwon O-jin with trembling eyes.
Vega, Ha-eun, and even Riak all knew, but she alone had been kept in the dark.
The anxiety that perhaps Kwon O-jin still didn’t fully trust her took root in her chest.
“Is it because I’m an Awakened User from Gomorrah?”
“No.”
Kwon O-jin shook his head firmly.
“It’s such an absurd story that I thought you wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.”
“That’s not…”
Isabella’s lips hardened as she tried to deny it.
She recalled how she had worried about him, asking if he’d had too much to drink when he first mentioned being a Regressor.
If Vega hadn’t stepped forward and confirmed it was true, would I have believed him?
Even now, I’m wondering if Kwon O-jin, Vega, and Ha-eun are all in on it together, mocking me.
“…I’m afraid I can’t say that’s not the case.”
“Well, that’s only natural. If someone told me they came from the future, I’d tell them to stop spouting nonsense too.”
Kwon O-jin let out a dry laugh.
“But it’s not something we can hide forever anyway. Isabella too… well, we’re practically family now.”
“Excuse me?”
Isabella’s eyes widened.
Her face flushed crimson as her legs kicked excitedly.
“Are you… proposing to me right now?”
“Huh?”
“You are proposing, aren’t you?!”
“No, that’s not what I meant. I just meant we’re like family since we live in the same house.”
“When would be a good time for the wedding?!”
“Listen to what people are saying, you silly girl.”
I flicked Isabella’s forehead, her mind clearly racing in a different direction.
Isabella rubbed her forehead and took a deep breath.
As she steadied her breathing, she let out a short exclamation as if remembering something.
“Then… when you came to Italy and saved me, Kwon O-jin…”
I hadn’t thought about it at the time.
But now, hearing that Kwon O-jin was a regressor, the timing of his arrival to save me seemed far too perfect.
“That’s right.”
Kwon O-jin nodded heavily.
Isabella’s eyes narrowed as she asked in a voice laden with gravity.
“What happened to me in my previous life?”
“That was…”
Kwon O-jin hesitated for a moment before finally exhaling deeply and speaking.
“You probably died that day.”
“…Me?”
Isabella’s eyes widened in shock.
“So if you hadn’t been there, I would have…”
She clamped her mouth shut, recalling that day’s events.
To eliminate the Marco Family, who were illegally distributing drugs throughout Italy, I had volunteered myself as bait to draw them out, but due to the curse I’d contracted, I found myself in an extremely dangerous situation.
If Kwon O-jin hadn’t come.
I might have died before evening, just as he said.
“There’s no point thinking about it now. The past life is the past.”
“But…”
“Right now, you’re alive and well, aren’t you?”
Kwon O-jin took Isabella’s hand in his.
Through his hand, the warmth that transmitted to her caused the anxiety blooming in her heart to dissipate like morning mist.
“…Something feels strange.”
“What does?”
Isabella bowed her head low, tightening her grip until her knuckles whitened.
It was strange.
She’d thought she’d already fallen for Kwon O-jin beyond any possibility of falling further.
Yet she’d come to like him even more.
“Hehe. It’s nothing. Thank you for your words, Kwon O-jin.”
Isabella shook her head with a gentle smile.
She wanted to pour out all these overwhelming emotions to him.
But the seat beside him was occupied not by her, but by Ha-eun.
‘But someday.’
Isabella suppressed the surging feelings deep within and released her clenched fist.
“So you’re planning to seek cooperation from Valhalla Guild to subjugate Cheon Joo-ryong?”
“No. I don’t plan to contact Valhalla Guild separately.”
Kwon O-jin shook his head quietly.
“…Is there a particular reason?”
It was true that cooperating with Valhalla Guild would be more efficient if the goal was to subjugate Cheon Joo-ryong.
“This is something I have to do.”
Kwon O-jin glanced toward Ha-eun as he spoke.
“…Ah.”
Now that he mentioned it, I’d heard about this before.
Before meeting me.
Ha-eun had lived for years under Cheon Joo-ryong’s curse, unable to see the light.
“Why is that your responsibility?”
Ha-eun tapped Kwon O-jin’s shoulder.
“Elder Sister?”
“It’s not your responsibility—it’s mine.”
Ha-eun’s eyes gleamed coldly.
Yet despite the murderous glint in her gaze, her legs trembled faintly.
She was afraid.
Afraid of facing the being that had imprisoned her in that terrible darkness once more.
“…You don’t have to push yourself, Elder Sister.”
“I’m not pushing myself.”
Ha-eun shook her head.
She steadied her trembling legs and let out a soft laugh.
“I appreciate your concern, but I’m not so fragile and delicate that I’d ask someone else to take my revenge.”
Whoosh.
Subtle flames ignited in her clenched fist.
“I’m going to kill that lizard bastard myself.”
“We can kill him together then.”
There was no reason to fight one-on-one as if Cheon Joo-ryong were some ancestral enemy.
“Anyway, let’s just go catch that lizard bastard ourselves, yeah?”
“Yeah. With the five of us here, we shouldn’t lack for firepower.”
Vega and Riak couldn’t exert their full strength due to the constraints of the Divine Law.
Even accounting for that, the party’s overall power was more than sufficient.
Especially with Isabella on our side.
“Come to think of it, that bastard Cheon Joo-ryong was only a 9-star-class monster, wasn’t he?”
Six years ago, a 9-star-class monster would have been nothing short of a calamity.
But now, with the number of Awakened Users multiplying and their average strength increasing several times over, a 9-star-class monster posed no great threat.
Of course, since this was no ordinary monster but a “Named” creature with intelligence, it would possess exceptional power even among 9-star-class beings.
“Isn’t Isabella just going to snap its neck and come back on her own?”
“Then should I not go, Elder Sister? Perhaps just Kwon O-jin and I?”
“Huh? There you go again with your tricks.”
Ha-eun narrowed her eyes and glared at Isabella.
“I told you—I’m the one killing that lizard.”
“Hehe. Understood, Elder Sister.”
Isabella laughed elegantly, her hand covering her mouth.
[Cheon Joo-ryong… just hearing the name feels wicked.]
“Grrr! In the end, it’s nothing but a mere monster.”
Riak bared his fangs fiercely, his fighting spirit ablaze.
[When do you plan to depart?]
“There’s no need to rush.”
Cheon Joo-ryong had only just awakened and was gathering forces—this was the perfect timing.
The sooner the better, naturally, but there was no reason to hurry recklessly and neglect our preparations.
“I’m thinking we should visit the Association first.”
“Ah, because of what Sihoo mentioned this time?”
We needed to investigate Dantalian, the spear of the Living Armor, in greater detail.
“Yeah. And while we’re there, it’d be good to get some equipment sorted out for you too.”
“Then let’s go together tomorrow.”
“Isabella, is there anything you need?”
“I’m fine. As long as I have Kwon O-jin, I can perform at full capacity anytime.”
Isabella ran her hand smoothly across the nape of Kwon O-jin’s neck, smiling deeply.
[Then I should conserve as much strength as possible until departure.]
“Grrr! A true warrior needs only fighting spirit and skill! Let’s depart right now, you pup!”
Perhaps because he’d been cooped up in the Star Palace, training day and night, and finally had a chance to fight.
Riak growled with excitement.
“We haven’t even finished clearing the dishes yet, you fool. What do you mean depart right now?”
Kwon O-jin chuckled and rose from his seat.
Cheon Joo-ryong and all that could wait—right now, clearing up this messy table took priority.
“I’ll handle the dishes.”
Picking up the remaining plates, Kwon O-jin headed toward the kitchen.

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