The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 204

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 204
Kwon Ik-seong.
The young recruit at the Hunter Management Office, Ik-seong, appeared youthful, and also…
“This is all the material I can smuggle out.”
He looked unstable.
It was only natural. At this time, Kwon Ik-seong was twenty years old.
But I had never heard the story that Ik-seong met Han Seong-ye when they were both twenty.
The materials Ik-seong had smuggled out were filled with information about how the Hunter Management Office had assisted the Daeyang Guild’s guild lobby.
However, what mattered most to Han Seong-ye right now was this.
Information about 10 tons of container boxes that had come and gone through the Incheon and Busan customs without proper customs procedures.
Han Seong-ye knew what was inside them.
‘Officer.’
The sudden dungeon break that had killed that young boy and his parents.
The magic stones that were the cause of it.
“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure no harm comes to you, Officer.”
At Han Seong-ye’s words, Kwon Ik-seong shook his head.
“I’m not worried about harm coming to me.”
At that moment, I felt as if I’d been struck from behind.
That’s right.
Ik-seong was… Ik-seong.
“Be careful. The Daeyang Guild is stronger than you think, Inspector.”
“…”
Han Seong-ye’s expression stiffened for a moment, then curved into a faint smile.
“Yes. I know.”
Han Seong-ye was recalling the young boy’s voice.
“Even so, there are things we must do… you know. We do.”
Han Seong-ye spoke as she received the materials.
Kwon Ik-seong nodded slightly.
As if agreeing with her words.
Han Seong-ye’s mistake came after that.
Instead of the scene transitioning, brief descriptions continued in text form.
The process of Han Seong-ye diving alone into dangerous crime scenes to gather more materials and testimonies.
Pee So-won accompanying her through all of this.
Captain Hong helping Han Seong-ye.
And… Cha Jeon-hyeok.
I knew exactly what would happen.
And that event occurred soon after.
Han Seong-ye trusted people.
That was her greatest mistake.
And the price of that mistake was painful.
The very next scene contained me.
Lee Yu-ji.
Lee Yu-ji, pinned against the cliff’s edge by a mysterious assailant wearing a black hat and mask.
It was a scene that didn’t exist anywhere in my memories.
I appeared to be about a first-year high school student, my face completely streaked with tears.
“Mom….”
The assailant pressed a gun to Lee Yu-ji’s head and spoke.
“Hand over the USB.”
Han Seong-ye’s hand trembled as she held the most crucial piece of evidence.
Her other hand gripped a gun.
“This is a magic gun. When I die, rigor mortis will pull this trigger, and this gun has incredible sensitivity. Your daughter will fall down there with a fist-sized hole in her head.”
The assailant spoke as if amused.
Looking at Han Seong-ye as though she were a toy that had fallen into his hands.
Han Seong-ye clenched her teeth.
“Mom….”
What was Lee Yu-ji thinking? What was I thinking?
Did she understand how important that data was to her mother?
Lee Yu-ji, I could only look at my mother with a face begging to be saved, tears streaming down.
Stop.
I didn’t want to see anymore.
Regardless of what timeline this happened in, I wanted to stop the video now and only read it as text.
I wanted to see Lee Yu-ji and Han Seong-ye as mere fictional characters moving through the pages of a novel.
But that didn’t happen.
Han Seong-ye lowered the gun to the ground and kicked it toward the assailant.
“Right. Bring the USB too. You do it yourself.”
Han Seong-ye clenched her teeth.
None of the countless skills she possessed could block that terrifying magic gun item.
As Han Seong-ye walked toward the assailant, she considered countless possibilities, but whether her mind had dulled or the assailant had countered every scenario, she couldn’t tell.
Han Seong-ye had only one thought.
-The moment you touch that, your life might disappear. Or perhaps many things around you might disappear.
Please don’t let that happen.
Return that child to me. That young, fragile child.
Lee Yu-ji sobbed uncontrollably, and Han Seong-ye handed the USB to the assailant with a heart that had surrendered everything.
‘I can try again. Everything… I can build it all again.’
Han Seong-ye thought this, and the assailant grabbed the USB.
In that instant, the assailant’s eyes widened.
“No.”
Han Seong-ye’s cry came too late.
The assailant threw Lee Yu-ji off the cliff’s edge.
As Lee Yu-ji’s scream echoed, Han Seong-ye threw herself after her toward the cliff.
Yet Han Seong-ye could not prevent the child she held most dear from disappearing.
And then the next scene.
Lee Yu-ji sat in a wheelchair.
Her face contorted before the taekwondo uniform hanging inside the open closet.
Lee Yu-ji hurled the taekwondo uniform to the floor, then retrieved the ladder she had hidden within the closet.
It was a moment she had waited for a long time.
On the night she lost her legs, she intended to complete what that mysterious assailant had failed to do.
No.
I wanted to scream at myself within this ‘predetermined’ story.
That it wasn’t so.
That quitting taekwondo didn’t mean the end of life.
But Lee Yu-ji did not stop.
She positioned the folding ladder near the window, wheeled herself before it, and slowly hoisted herself onto the rungs.
Though she tumbled down those first few times, Lee Yu-ji did not stop.
The leg muscles she had built through years of training had long since withered away, but strength remained in her arms.
It was thanks to that man’s rehabilitation exercises.
Lee Yu-ji used the muscles forged through those rehabilitation exercises—the very hope her mother had clung to—to laboriously reach the topmost rung of the ladder.
It was precisely the height that would allow her to touch the window frame.
Of course it was, since she had calculated that height when ordering the delivery.
She had deliberately specified a time when her family would be absent and asked the security guard to bring the package inside, making this ladder her secret alone.
Lee Yu-ji sat upon the window frame and gazed down below.
A fall.
Those who have experienced it no longer fear heights.
Even if that fall had shattered her legs and torn her future to pieces.
“After all, it’s the second time anyway.”
It was at that moment she thought this.
The door burst open and a woman entered.
Perhaps because of the wind blowing in from outside the window, Han Seong-ye’s face, standing in the open doorway, had gone deathly pale.
“Yu-ji.”
The moment Lee Yu-ji saw Han Seong-ye’s face, she smiled faintly.
Above Lee Yu-ji’s head, a translucent window visible only to Han Seong-ye’s eyes materialized.
!Abnormal Status!
Extras given trials for the protagonist must die—activated
“Yu-ji. Come down from there. Let’s talk with Mom for a moment. Yu-ji.”
“No.”
Lee Yu-ji spoke with resolve.
“If we talk more, Mom will cry more. I’ll suffer more. I don’t want to suffer anymore. I don’t want to make Mom suffer anymore.”
“I’m not suffering. And the suffering is only temporary. It will all pass….”
Han Seong-ye pleaded.
The moment she saw that, Lee Yu-ji’s face crumpled.
“Look at this. It’s so hard again.”
“Yu-ji. Please….”
“Don’t be too shocked. Mother. This isn’t your fault.”
Lee Yu-ji didn’t hesitate.
Her arm muscles pushed her body backward without difficulty.
The child was hurled downward as gravity pulled her.
Onto that ground she hadn’t set foot on even once since the accident.
And through ‘the narrative’ that was given to her, Han Seong-ye finally understood.
Just how dangerous the ability of ‘protagonist’ granted by that artifact she’d met in the dungeon truly was.
Han Seong-ye gazed below the window where Lee Yu-ji had fallen.
Han Seong-ye didn’t hesitate either.
Han Seong-ye, the mother, had always been this way.
She drew out the gun with magic bullets from her waistband.
Pressing her trembling hand down with her other hand, she aimed the muzzle precisely at her temple.
‘In the next life, I’ll definitely save you.’
With that thought, she felt her head snap to the left from the recoil.
At the same moment, a window materialized before her eyes.
‘Eternal Regression’ skill—will you use it?
Y/N
!Warning!
If you select N, ‘the protagonist of this world’ will be transferred to another.
‘Annihilation’.
Realizing that was possible for her as well.
That was Han Seong-ye’s first cycle of life.

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