The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 102

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Episode 102. Bearing (5)
Han Do-hun of the Seonhwa Guild found himself lost in a dreamlike haze.
‘At that age, how could he possess such cunning…….’
It was clear that at their first meeting he had orchestrated a competition between Ilseong and Seonhwa, playing them against each other for his amusement.
But that was hardly something to dismiss as merely awkward.
Thanks to this incident, Han Do-hun now saw plainly how Ilseong truly regarded Seonhwa.
If he had turned a blind eye and let it pass with casual assessment, Seonhwa would have been brutally humiliated and devoured by Ilseong entirely.
Crack!
Han Do-hun backhanded the Hunter charging at him from Ilseong’s ranks.
The bloodied Hunter who crashed to the ground was at least Gold Rank.
Platinum-tier fighters were distributed among them in considerable numbers—an elite force. Yet even this troop composition fell short of what Jeong Hyun-soo had anticipated.
When they had faced that terrible military power, enough to completely annihilate Seonhwa, despair had seemed inevitable. But in the end, that young man had overturned the entire board.
“Seonhwa Hunters—advance!”
Ilseong’s pride, the mage corps, had long since been rendered useless, and the crimson Wanted Criminals—their ultimate weapon and core strength—were now in retreat, pursued by Kwon Gang-pal.
‘Ilseong…….’
The end of South Korea’s mightiest Guild, which had seemed impossible to overcome, was now plainly in view.
The Artifact around his neck, linked to a Mana Stone, held footage of everything that had transpired.
Ilseong’s side probably never imagined such naked truth would be captured.
“Black… something-or-other, wasn’t it.”
Normally, such shocking secret weapons would slip from his memory after a single mention, but to Han Do-hun, they no longer impressed him.
He found himself anticipating something: what expression would Chairman Seon Woo-hui be wearing when this footage was made public?
Crack!
Magic cannon fire tore through the sky, blood drenched the snowy field, and in the heart of the battlefield, the Hunters of Seonhwa Guild—having turned the tide—launched their counteroffensive.
“U… ugh…….”
Seon Woo-jin was exposed to the raw killing intent Jeong Hyun-soo radiated, his body trembling uncontrollably.
‘What kind of Rookie is this…?’
Even elevated to Bronze Rank, could such an aura emanate from the body of someone not yet a year into their Awakening?
The power Jeong Hyun-soo displayed—something never felt even at the Ten Guilds Council.
Yet his gaze was cold, contemptuous as though looking down at an insect, suggesting even this was not his full strength.
Jeong Hyun-soo’s body was battered from the fierce clash with Walter Crane, but Seon Woo-jin—
He dared not even attempt to face him.
As Ilseong’s successor, one should certainly display the bearing, prestige, and skill befitting that position, but this…….
“Hyun-soo, calm yourself for a moment and listen to what I have to say.”
“Say?”
Jeong Hyun-soo laughed softly.
“What could you possibly say?”
His voice was hoarse from combat, tinged with weariness, yet it came across all the more harshly for it.
“Negotiation. Let us negotiate. Naturally, I will provide compensation and promise treatment sufficient to clear up any misunderstandings.”
“Compensation?”
Jeong Hyun-soo’s eyes lit with interest, clearly piqued.
“Yes, listen. First, of course, I will cede Hamheung to Garam.”
“What?”
“That’s not all. Naturally, the technology developed within Ilseong will be fully shared and transferred to you.”
It was, by any measure, an extraordinary proposal.
Hamheung’s Gates, and now Ilseong’s technology.
The moment Jeong Hyun-soo’s eyes gleamed with intrigue, Seon Woo-jin’s pupils suddenly hardened with murderous intent.
His own prowess was meager, but naturally Ilseong had prepared a decisive final blow to protect their successor.
An Instant-Cast Magic Scroll.
Hellfire—supreme offensive magic that only a Challenger-Rank Archmage could unleash, a curse-flame said to burn like white phosphorus once ignited, never extinguishing until its target was utterly consumed.
Whoooooosh!
A wave of infernal fire bloomed from the depths of hell, engulfing Jeong Hyun-soo. It was a cursed flame that would never die once it touched, burning without mercy until its victim was completely obliterated.
“Krackling! You didn’t see that coming, did you, bastard!”
It was a perfectly executed ambush, seizing the opening created by a lowered stance.
Hellfire’s power was infamous for its terribleness. Could Jeong Hyun-soo, fresh from a desperate life-or-death struggle with Walter Crane, possibly withstand it?
Seon Woo-jin wore a smile brimming with triumph.
“I knew.”
But the voice came not from where the flames burned—it came from behind Seon Woo-jin.
At that eerie voice, Seon Woo-jin turned his head slowly.
Jeong Hyun-soo stood there.
The one who was supposed to suffer in the infernal fire, reduced to ash and burnt to cinders—the man himself was…….
“Hellfire? Good. A truly formidable spell.”
But Jeong Hyun-soo knew better, of course.
He’d received reports before of Seon Woo-jin surviving through ambushes—this same sleight of hand, this same deception.
“…Except it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t land.”
He’d been watching for his moment, and the instant before detonation, he’d already slipped away using the Wind King’s Power. Seon Woo-jin had just squandered his last lifeline in vain.
Jeong Hyun-soo reached slowly toward Seon Woo-jin’s throat.
Crunch.
With the gentle tapping of his fingers, Seon Woo-jin’s pants grew damp with fear.
“Woo-jin.”
……
“Do you want to live?”
At that bleak tone, Seon Woo-jin found himself nodding despite himself.
Jeong Hyun-soo leaned close and whispered into his ear.
“But I don’t see why I should let you live.”
“I—if this ends like this, they’ll just suspect you instead—”
“A moment ago you were trying to kill us, and now you’re worried about clearing our names. How thoughtful.”
Jeong Hyun-soo held up an Artifact before his eyes—one Jeong Su-jin had made for him.
“It’s all recorded here.”
“There’s no such thing in the world—”
The Black Trench had rendered all electronic devices inert. With current technology, no recording apparatus should possibly function.
“…Why do you think Ilseong and the Association possess the world’s highest technology? Of course, whether you believe it or not hardly matters.”
Jeong Hyun-soo smiled thinly and raised the Demon-Slaying Sword.
“No, wait! I’ll talk! If I come forward and testify—”
“The evidence is already sufficient.”
Jeong Hyun-soo struck Seon Woo-jin’s neck with those words.
Seon Woo-jin’s head flew through the air, still wearing that expression of pleading disbelief.
“Did he really just kill him?”
“Keeping him alive serves no purpose and only complicates matters. He has no value as a hostage either.”
Han Do-hun nodded at Jeong Hyun-soo’s ruthless calculation.
“You’re… a being beyond the scope of my thinking.”
He never spared anyone who came for his life unless there was reason to keep them.
Seon Woo-jin, concealing his fangs until the very end and watching for his chance—that was the mark of someone who understood all too well that keeping such a person alive would only invite disaster later.
It was the kind of decisive judgment that only came from having faced such enemies before, more than once.
Han Do-hun surveyed the battlefield being brought to order.
Before Seon Woo-jin’s severed head lying on the ground, the Ilseong Hunters who had lost their will to fight surrendered.
“I’m tempted to kill them all on principle.”
Those Ilseong Hunters had tried to annihilate Seonhwa—and with sufficient evidence of their transgression, there would be no issue on the surface with repaying them in kind.
“You did well.”
Han Do-hun was thinking in larger terms.
At least those who had surrendered were bound, not slain.
“They’ll all face the Hunter Court.”
They were ordered to compete, not to ambush and annihilate their opponents.
By breaking that rule, they’d lose their Hunter credentials and likely face Mana Circuit Severance.
Han Do-hun pictured their fate—criminals rendered more helpless than ordinary people, their disability more terrible than death itself, forced to live on while remembering their former glory.
“You’ve worked hard.”
“Right, I really did.”
Kwon Gang-pal soon returned from tracking the wanted criminals.
He had torn apart ten more of the fleeing red-ranked wanted criminals.
His judgment in cutting down the maximum number while mindful that Black Court reinforcements might arrive during the withdrawal, or that continued pursuit and slaughter might escalate them into sworn enemies, was worthy of praise.
“Truly, the pillar of Garam.”
“Flattery isn’t necessary.”
“Understood. I’ll ensure you’re treated appropriately.”
“I’ll be watching.”
“Of course.”
Kwon Gang-pal quickly surveyed the cleared battlefield and turned to Jeong Hyun-soo.
“You’re all right?”
“I’m not so old yet.”
He tried to appear unbothered, but exhaustion was plainly etched across his face. Hand-to-hand combat with Walter Crane.
Having faced a Grand Master Rank powerhouse in direct confrontation, he likely had serious internal injuries along with bone fractures, yet Jeong Hyun-soo remained composed.
“Then let’s head back and deal with that Ilseong chairman first.”
“Of course.”
The wind that had blown down from Siberia was beginning its descent toward Seoul.
Whiiiing.
Carrying blood in its wake.
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Seon Woo-hui, chairman of Ilseong, sat in his office awaiting the report.
“Still nothing?”
“Yes, sir. We haven’t received word that the matter is concluded. Perhaps he’s taking time to ensure everything is done properly?”
Seon Woo-hui nodded slowly.
“He’s always been meticulous when it comes to his work.”
This was a trial that could be seen as the catalyst for Ilseong’s next great leap forward.
It was also a competition over who would succeed Association Chairman Seon Woo-hyun.
The Association Chairman was a giant of the age and a transcendent being, but even he could not live forever.
Just then.
Seon Woo-hui received a call on his private line.
The direct number he had given to Seon Woo-jin.
“So, how did the work go?”
Seon Woo-hui began speaking to his son in the natural way he always did.
But the voice that came through was…….
— Chairman Seon, it’s me. Han Do-hun.”
Seon Woo-hui’s brow twitched.
The distinction in the family name ‘Seon’ — a marker of the collateral branch of the Association Chairman’s house that he detested — and it was Han Do-hun himself who was using it.
On top of that, using his son’s contact number…….
“Chairman Han?”
— Huh, and he still calls me chairman?
It was clear that things had gone very wrong.
But Seon Woo-hui was no ordinary man either.
“Yes, Chairman Han. What’s the matter?”
Seon Woo-hui continued the conversation with composure.
— What’s the matter? I called to tell you to take a look at what we’ve prepared. Turn on HunterNet.
“Open HunterNet.”
Upon accessing HunterNet, a viral video had just appeared on the main page.
[Hamheung Gate Conquest Competition — Unedited Footage]
A video posted by the Seonhwa Guild.
An unease settled over Seon Woo-hui, and the Strategic Planning Director felt the same.
The thumbnail showed Seon Woo-jin, leading two hundred hunters and strutting about, personally snapping the neck of the team leader who had betrayed Seonhwa — his face spattered with blood.
The moment the video was clicked, a countdown began.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1……….
“Wait, Chairman Han, just a moment.”
“Wait for what? It’s starting now. Just watch the gift I sent first, Woo-hui.”
Continued in next chapter ▶
The Monopolizing Regressed Martial God
Author
Cheon Ya
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Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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