Not A Regressor - Chapter 331

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 331
Treasure Hunt (10)
The plan itself was straightforward.
First, I gathered information about Orcal, the Guard Corps vice-commander, from Arctur, then ambushed him alongside my companions.
Though he possessed formidable strength befitting his rank, there was no way he could withstand Kwon O-jin’s party—a gathering of monstrous powerhouses—especially when caught completely off-guard by a surprise attack.
After subduing Orcal, everything proceeded flawlessly.
Using Transformation, I impersonated Orcal and slipped effortlessly into the Golden Treasury.
Moisture accumulating inside?
The facility manager suddenly losing contact?
None of this required any real effort.
‘After all, I was the one who discovered the moisture buildup inside, and I was the one who contacted the facility manager.’
I’d created the moisture using Haemajari’s stigma, and I’d never actually contacted the facility manager in the first place.
The only real variable was summoning Arctur, but fortune favored me there.
It was fortunate that he was a mage with exceptional skill in adjusting sacred relics.
‘Even if that hadn’t been the case, I could have fabricated another reason to bring him along.’
In any case.
Infiltrating while impersonating Orcal presented no difficulty.
‘Hiding the Transformation from Vega was actually harder.’
I couldn’t afford to let Vega discover the true nature of the Transformation, so I had no choice but to conduct most of this plan alone.
“Sigh.”
A weary breath escaped my lips.
‘How much longer can I sustain this?’
The more burdens I accumulated, the harder it became to conceal Heukcheon’s existence.
Without Heukcheon’s power, I had no means to stand against the Heavenly Demon.
‘Someday.’
The thought crossed my mind that a day might come when I’d have to reveal the truth about myself—about her.
‘But not now.’
I shook my head and withdrew a communication sacred relic from my pocket.
As I channeled mana into the fist-sized crystal sphere, a soft luminescence bloomed, and a hologram materialized.
-Wow! A treasure vault! A treasure vault!
Baek Moo-gang’s figure appeared, eyes sparkling as he looked around eagerly.
-You… you actually succeeded.
-How on earth did you penetrate the security and get inside?
Beyond Baek Moo-gang, who had his face pressed against the crystal sphere, came the voices of Isabella and Vega.
“I told you there was a way.”
Avoiding specifics, I moved forward slowly.
“Is the treasure you’re searching for among these?”
I held the crystal sphere toward the mountainous pile of treasures.
There were hundreds of varieties of treasures.
Everything imaginable lay gathered here—glittering gold and jewels, blades and spears, and countless other precious artifacts.
-Hmm… wait a moment.
Baek Moo-gang examined the mountain of treasure with meticulous attention.
With his finger pressed to his lips, he stared intently before finally shaking his head.
-No, it’s not here.
“Is that so?”
The Golden Treasury was so vast that there remained many places left to explore.
Kwon O-jin wandered slowly through the interior of the Golden Treasury, holding the crystal sphere.
“What about this section?”
A compartment brimming with accessories—necklaces, rings, and the like.
Each piece of jewelry gleamed with gemstones that appeared to be worth hundreds of millions of won at minimum.
-Hmm… no. My treasure, not here.
Baek Moo-gang, who had been gazing intently at the treasures, shook his head once more.
‘If it’s not accessories either.’
Kwon O-jin moved next to the section where jewels were lavishly displayed.
But.
-No.
Baek Moo-gang shook his head again.
Kwon O-jin sighed and moved to the location where swords and spears were arranged.
-Hmm… no.
Another dead end, it seemed.
A deep sigh escaped involuntarily.
“Could you not provide some description of the treasure you’re searching for?”
Driven by frustration, I posed a question I’d already asked countless times.
I had expected another meaningless answer like “treasure is treasure,” but instead—
-My treasure, more square and light.
Square and light?
‘Perhaps something like a box for storing jewels?’
No, a jewelry box wouldn’t be light.
‘What exactly is this treasure I’m looking for?’
Kwon O-jin circled through the entire Golden Treasury searching for an object matching Baek Moo-gang’s description.
Yet no matter how thoroughly I searched, I could not find a treasure matching his criteria.
‘Damn it.’
At this point, I began to doubt whether Deimos had actually stolen Baek Moo-gang’s treasure at all.
“Could it be that it’s in here but you simply overlooked it?”
-No. Treasure, I see, I know.
Baek Moo-gang answered with conviction.
“Sigh.”
Kwon O-jin, who had never imagined the treasure Baek Moo-gang sought might not be in the warehouse at all, exhaled a deep sigh as though his head ached.
‘If it’s not here, then where could it possibly be?’
Could it be one of the items Deimos was keeping separately?
‘Then there’s no way to secretly steal it.’
If it were a place with security as strict as the Golden Treasury, I might be able to pilfer the treasure.
But if it were hidden away in a personal vault that only he knew about, there would be no way to take it.
“I’ll take one more look around for now.”
There was still time before the Guard Commander arrived at the factory.
Kwon O-jin returned to the entrance of the Golden Treasury to survey the interior once more.
Then.
Grrrrrrk!
The door suddenly began to open.
A tall demon slowly walked through the gradually widening doorway.
“I wondered who opened the door without permission… so a little rat snuck its way in.”
A skeletal frame so emaciated that bone showed through.
Within the hollow eye sockets of someone on the verge of starvation, an eerie blue gaze glimmered.
Zzzzzzzzzt!
The moment Kwon O-jin saw the tall demon entering the treasury, he unhesitatingly drew Dantalian from his waist and hurled it.
Dantalian instantly transformed into the shape of a spear, tearing through the air with a piercing cry.
Thunk.
The tall demon casually caught the spear wreathed in blue lightning with his bare hand.
Blue electricity flowed down his hand, causing the demon’s eyebrow to twitch faintly.
“A stigma of Lyra Constellation… Why is one of Vega’s Apostles here?”
Clang!
The demon threw the spear in his hand to the ground and glared at Kwon O-jin with blazing eyes.
Despite doing nothing but stare, a suffocating pressure bore down upon him.
An entirely different caliber of presence from any demon he’d faced before.
It didn’t take long to discern the identity of the tall demon standing before him.
“…Deimos.”
The Golden Daemon.
A demon holding the rank of ‘Grand Duke’—a position held by only three.
The ruler of the Underground City nestled beneath the Black Rock Mine was staring down at him.
“So you’re the human who’s been causing a stir in the Demon Realm lately.”
Whether Deimos had heard news of Kwon O-jin, a cold sneer played at his lips.
“The human who preached justice with his mouth—has his eyes been blinded by greed at the sight of treasure?”
Did Deimos mistake his purpose for sneaking into the treasury as being dazzled by his wealth?
Deimos moved his frail arms like dry twigs and grasped a handful of gold from nearby.
“Well… there’s no being that wouldn’t covet something so beautiful.”
Deimos gazed at the gold in his hand with eyes hazy as if intoxicated.
“….”
Kwon O-jin silently reached toward the spear lying on the ground.
Dantalian rose into the air and returned to his hand.
Now that he’d encountered Deimos directly, there was no longer any way to avoid combat.
“Change of plans.”
I’d wanted to avoid a direct confrontation if possible.
But at this point, there was no other way.
‘Knock Deimos down and find the treasure.’
I exhaled slowly and tightened my grip on the spear.
-Right, I’m heading over there now!
-Just wait a moment, O-jin!
Urgent voices came through the crystal orb.
“Planning to call in your little rats?”
“You look like you’d struggle to handle me alone.”
“How fitting for a thief coveting others’ treasures—utterly petty.”
“Others’ treasures, you say?”
Most of the treasures here were things Deimos had plundered or stolen.
“Why is stolen treasure yours, you bastard?”
Unbelievable.
“Those who failed to protect their treasures were simply too weak, were they not? I merely rightfully acquired treasures from those unworthy of possessing them.”
Absolutely unbelievable.
“Then let’s see if you have that right.”
A torrent of blue lightning surged toward Deimos.
Deimos twisted his body lightly, evading the lightning’s onslaught.
‘Fast.’
I’d heard he was obsessed with treasure, so I’d imagined some bloated, greedy fiend.
But Deimos turned out to be a lean, nimble assassin-type fiend instead.
‘Then!’
Boom!
I stomped hard and swung my arm back.
Lightning blazing across my entire body condensed into the spear.
For an enemy with quick movements, a wide-range attack was most effective.
I stretched my arm forward from its maximum extension and hurled the spear at Deimos once more.
And then.
‘Discharge!’
The blue lightning condensed within the spear burst forth like a beast released from its cage, spreading in all directions.
It was a wide-range attack thrown with the hope of landing at least one hit.
“No!”
Deimos threw himself forward, meeting the spreading blue lightning head-on.
Like a parent shielding their child, he threw his own body into the lightning’s path, and a cry of agony escaped his lips.
“How dare you…! You think you can damage my treasures!”
Deimos glared at me with eyes burning with hatred.
‘What kind of madman is this?’
A hollow laugh escaped my lips.
“If you treasure that much, let’s see you protect it, you brat.”
The moment I was about to unleash an attack toward the mountains of gold piled around me.
Whoooosh!
White flames erupted in an instant, shooting toward me.
“Ugh!”
I hurriedly dodged, but the white flames grazed my arm.
Where the white flames passed, pristine frost settled, and my skin began to necrotize.
‘What is this?’
The impossible combination of cold fire made my brow furrow.
“Those without reverence for treasure have no right to possess it.”
Deimos drew the sword at his waist with a skeletal hand, thin as a withered branch.
A blade pure white, as if condensed from snow flowers.
The moment he unsheathed it, a bone-chilling cold swept through the surroundings.
‘He’s combining that sword’s power to create those white flames.’
I poured a potion onto my frostbitten, necrotic arm skin and frowned.
Then.
-My treasure!
Baek Moo-gang’s voice came through the crystal orb, still connected.
-That one! That’s my treasure!
Baek Moo-gang pointed frantically at Deimos’s sword with his hand.
‘That sword is the treasure he was searching for?’
The treasure Baek Moo-gang had finally revealed.
It looked far different from what I had imagined.

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