The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 228

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 228
228. Meeting with the President
The security guards at the Blue House remained tense.
The reason was simple—they had heard that the famous Black Scythe was coming to meet the President.
“Senior, shouldn’t we mobilize the military for this?”
“The military?”
“Can we stop Black Scythe with just us? You know how powerful Players are.”
“Kid, don’t be ridiculous. Is Black Scythe some kind of terrorist? Is he storming the Blue House? What pointless worries are you having?”
“No, Senior, do you really trust that person? What if he’s coming to assassinate the President? We should prevent any unforeseen situations beforehand.”
“Listen here. You should fear the person who inspires fear. This is a man who went to Nigeria alone and eliminated IS by himself. In Korea, he even holds the official title of CPF Unit Commander. Does such a Black Scythe really look like a dangerous person to you?”
“Still, isn’t that why we’re standing by like this, just in case?”
“Exactly. That’s why we’ve conducted security checks in this reception room and have dozens of the President’s personal security detail stationed here. Though it would be meaningless against Black Scythe.”
“Do you really think so?”
“Look, let’s be honest—how would ordinary people like us ever subdue Black Scythe? Players themselves are wary of him, so how could a few dozen security personnel stop him? Even mobilizing the military wouldn’t make that possible.”
“Then why does the President want to meet such a dangerous person…?”
“He must have judged that it’s not dangerous. Honestly, if Black Scythe wanted to, what couldn’t he do? If he had ambitions for power, this place would have been razed long ago. Instead of going around catching IS operatives and criminals like he does now.”
“Hmm, now that you mention it, that makes sense.”
“So stop worrying about pointless things and focus on your own job. It won’t happen, but if Black Scythe attacks the President, be prepared to take a bullet for him.”
“Wouldn’t it be more accurate to say take a scythe for him?”
“Are you joking right now…? Hey, he’s here.”
The security guards snapped to attention as they saw Black Scythe and the President walking down the Corridor.
Surrounding the two were the Secretary General, the Minister of Defense, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Prime Minister, the National Security Advisor, and nearly twenty security personnel clustered around them like clouds.
As the guards in the reception room opened the door, the President spoke with a smile.
“Please come in, Black Scythe. This should be a good place for our conversation.”
“Yes.”
Black Scythe wore casual clothes with no weapons, but notably had on a white mask.
‘Is he really not dangerous? How am I supposed to trust someone whose face I can’t even see…?’
The guard who had been grumbling internally suddenly froze completely as he felt the gaze of eyes behind the mask fixed upon him.
Just from meeting those eyes, he felt like a rabbit standing before a tiger.
Ryu Min passed by the guard, who instinctively averted his gaze, and entered the room.
“Please have a seat here. Would you like some tea?”
“No, thank you. I’m planning to handle my business quickly and leave.”
Ryu Min, who had politely declined, studied the President.
‘President Yoon Sung-ho. No corruption, a strong sense of justice, prioritizing the safety of the people—a clean president. Not authoritarian either. I can trust someone like this.’
Most importantly, reading his true intentions revealed no hostility toward me.
Last time, hadn’t he called directly to commend me for eliminating IS?
‘If he had been uncooperative with me, I was prepared to use even Yamtti, but that won’t be necessary.’
Though I hadn’t yet stated my requests, I had a good feeling that our conversation would go smoothly.
“It’s sudden that you called wanting to meet with me. Is there something you’d like to ask of me?”
“You have good instincts. That’s right. I have two requests for the President.”
“Two things? I’ll hear you out. Please, go ahead.”
“As you know, I have a track record of dismantling IS. As the CPF Unit commander, I’ve also contributed to dealing with criminals.”
“Of course, of course. Is there a citizen who doesn’t know of that great achievement?”
“But I don’t intend to stop there. I’m thinking of helping other nations as well. I believe there are countries in greater need of assistance than we might realize.”
“Countries in need of assistance?”
“Nations ruled by Players who’ve seized power. Players obsessed with force typically take control of the leadership first. It’s just a guess, but I suspect there are quite a few such nations out there, whether we know it or not.”
It wasn’t a guess—it was reality.
There were Players who, around this time, had seized control of nations and ruled like kings.
The world simply didn’t know because they kept their citizens confined, preventing the news from spreading.
“If such nations truly exist, that would be grave indeed.”
“Yes. So I’d like to ask the President to take responsibility and use the National Intelligence Service’s information to identify nations in need of help. This is my first request.”
“And the second?”
“The second request is that you arrange for my message to be broadcast worldwide. I intend to tell nations in need of assistance to request help from South Korea, and that we will aid them whenever they do.”
“Hmm….”
It wasn’t an unreasonable request.
But the President was troubled by one thing.
“Don’t you realize that such a statement could potentially lead to international disputes?”
“Of course I do. But I take full responsibility and will ensure such incidents don’t occur. I will make certain that no other nation can ever retaliate against South Korea. That much I can promise you.”
“Hmm….”
Even with the assurance that international disputes wouldn’t arise, the President’s furrowed brow wouldn’t relax.
Prioritizing the safety of his people meant he had no choice but to be cautious.
“What do the others think?”
“The intention to help other nations is admirable, but if things go wrong, it could become a diplomatic problem….”
“Didn’t Black Scythe just say he would ensure there would be no retaliation?”
“But the world doesn’t always flow as we wish. We must consider variables.”
“In my opinion, if Black Scythe takes responsibility, there shouldn’t be any problems….”
“Are you suggesting we entrust the fate of a nation to Black Scythe?”
“That’s a misinterpretation. If a nation is in crisis, isn’t it natural to help them? When do we have time to quibble over such things?”
“Exactly. When people are in danger, we help first and ask questions later.”
“Besides, don’t we have Black Scythe, the greatest among all Players? There’s nothing to worry about.”
“I agree. If things go well, there’s no better way to elevate South Korea’s standing in the world.”
The ministers, the Prime Minister, and the Secretary General each voiced their opinions.
Throughout this, the President glanced sideways at Ryu Min.
‘With that mask on, I can’t read his expression at all.’
The President, who had been wavering about whether to truly trust Black Scythe, finally gathered his thoughts.
‘Though he hasn’t revealed his identity, he’s already proven his credibility. He could kill me right here if he wanted to, but he hasn’t. That’s because he doesn’t want the nation to fall. And now he’s stepping forward to help other nations with that same intention.’
His concern for the nation and its people is genuine.
He doesn’t seem like someone irresponsible enough to ignore conflicts with other nations.
“Can I trust you?”
“Yes. Trust me.”
Was it Ryu Min’s resolute words that delivered the decisive blow?
“Very well. I will accept all of your requests. When should we begin?”
“The sooner, the better.”
“Then I’ll proceed immediately. Secretary General.”
“Yes.”
“Please arrange a venue where Black Scythe can address the nation.”
“Understood, Mr. President. Please follow me, Black Scythe.”
I bowed respectfully to the president before following the Secretary General out.
Drrring— Drrring—
“One moment. I have a call coming in.”
I picked up Lost Yak’s phone and checked the caller ID.
‘John Delgado?’
He’d said to contact him if there was anything to relay regarding Messiah, so this must be it.
“Yes. What is it? Ah, I see. You’ve arranged a meeting place? Understood. Please send me the location and time by text.”
I spoke formally on the phone since the Secretary General was standing beside me.
As if it were nothing of consequence.
But the content was anything but trivial.
‘John Delgado’s identity has been exposed sooner than I expected. And now Messiah is proposing a meeting?’
Apparently, Messiah had come forward and confronted him, asking if he was working with Black Scythe.
They’d set a location and asked him to arrange a meeting with me.
‘How audacious. They won’t even come themselves—they’re demanding I show up at their chosen location?’
The fact that they wanted me to come to a place of their choosing meant they definitely had something up their sleeves.
‘Fine. I’ll walk right into the serpent’s mouth.’
I smiled with confidence, sent a text message, and then looked up.
“Let’s go, Secretary General.”
“Yes.”
The message I sent read:
[Prepare a charter flight, Yamtti. It’s been a while since we’ve had an overseas business trip.]
* * *
A man wearing a white mask stepped onto the podium with the Blue House as the backdrop.
“Hello. I am a Korean player who goes by the nickname Black Scythe.”
Click— Click—
The shutters of the journalists lined up in the front row flashed with light.
Behind them, reporters eager to file quick stories were positioned, typing away on their laptops.
“I’m sure you find it strange that someone who isn’t a government official is suddenly holding a press conference like this. You probably want to question what qualifies me to stand here. But I had to create this opportunity. There’s something I absolutely must say to people all around the world.”
When Ryu Min paused, the entire audience fell silent in unison.
What could he possibly be about to say with such buildup?
Everyone listened intently, consumed with curiosity.
“Some of you may already know that I eliminated the leader of IS and their remaining forces a few months ago. The reason was simple. I despise criminals. Their existence is nothing but a scourge. In that spirit, I wish to issue a warning to all players across the globe.”
At the word “warning,” everyone held their breath.
A statement that could turn every player in the world into an enemy.
Arrogant, yet undeniably magnificent.
Only Black Scythe could make such a declaration.
“If there are players intoxicated by power who seize governments and threaten ordinary citizens, stop this instant. I do not wish for players to participate in crime. I will not tolerate the image of players being tarnished in such a manner. Let me be clear—this is a warning directed at you. If you do not cease your criminal activities….”
Behind the mask, Black Scythe’s eyes gleamed with lethal intensity.
“I will hunt you down personally and deliver judgment. I will rescue citizens in peril. Therefore, if anyone has suffered from player crimes, do not hesitate to seek my aid. I asked the President for this platform for precisely this reason. I wish to protect more people from players who are worse than vermin. So please, without hesitation, make a single call to the Korean embassy. When you do….”
After a brief pause to steady my breath, I continued.
“I will gladly liberate that nation from the shackles of player domination.”
Any country enslaved by players—I would help if they asked.
It was a declaration of war against criminal players worldwide, an arrogant and audacious proclamation.
Yet no one dared to sneer at Black Scythe as he descended from the podium.
Because he possessed the power to back such words.
‘The declaration is complete….’
Turning my head, I watched the President ascend the podium.
He was stepping forward personally to lend credibility to my words.
“As Black Scythe has stated, if any nation is being oppressed by players, please contact the South Korean embassy. I promise in the name of the President that we will take immediate action. Thank you.”
After concluding his speech, the President descended and glanced around before spotting the Secretary General.
“Where is Black Scythe?”
“He had urgent matters to attend to and departed early.”
“Urgent matters?”
“He provided no details. He only said to verify the source of any reports that come in and contact him. Oh, and he also mentioned that he’ll be in flight, so calls might not go through—he asked that emails be sent if possible….”
“In flight?”
Where could he be heading overseas?
‘Well, it doesn’t matter. The die is cast now. All I can do is trust in Black Scythe.’
President Yoon Sung-ho, his expression briefly troubled, walked forward with his security detail.

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