The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 108

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Episode 108. A Bold Proposition (5)
Association Chairman Seon Woo-hyun watched the Knight King through the screen.
“…You’re establishing a new international Hunter alliance?”
Hundreds of cameras turned toward the man who would answer the question.
The King of England. Europe’s strongest, known as the King of Knights.
The Knight King replied without emotion.
“It would be more accurate to call it an organization dedicated to Tower conquest for humanity’s survival, rather than a Hunter alliance.”
The Knight King continued.
“The World Hunter Association has devoted far more effort to controlling Hunters and dividing profits than to Tower conquest itself. And I bear responsibility for that as well.”
Though it was only in hindsight, humanity had spent its time under the Hunter Association system rushing through Tower conquest before the deadline, then squabbling over byproducts and national supremacy through Hunter acquisition.
“That cost us Pyongyang. At first, one thinks oneself safe—it’s not one’s own nation’s turn. But that announcement is already selecting and eliminating the lowest-ranked nation each month. Therefore, I have taken responsibility and determined that we need to establish a community dedicated solely to complete Tower conquest.”
At the same moment, a banner bearing a new emblem descended behind the Knight King.
The Human Tower Conquest Alliance.
“Member nations and Guilds of the alliance shall share information on the Towers and Gates they have secured. The alliance hereby proclaims that it will analyze such data and provide it to its members.”
A reporter’s hand shot up immediately.
“How does this differ from the existing World Hunter Association? The Association already operates a Conquest Information Division.”
“The results will be different.”
The Knight King fixed his gaze on the reporter as he spoke.
“We will not share conjecture or unverified reports, and above all, we will disclose proven Conquest Methods to member nations only.”
Flash photography erupted, followed by rapid questions.
“Does that mean you’ve secured verified Conquest Methods?”
“Isn’t it merely a collection of trial-and-error experiences from Britain and Europe?”
“Do you have a demonstration?”
The Knight King did not answer.
Instead, he stepped back slightly to the side.
A figure who had been waiting in the darkness backstage walked forward.
Murmurs rippled through the gathered knights.
At first, they did not recognize him.
But the moment someone called out his name, the press conference erupted.
“Jeong Hyun-soo?”
“The Sacred Saint of Garam!”
Flashbulbs detonated toward the Saint who had conquered every floor of the Tower at SSS Rank.
The Knight King watched Jeong Hyun-soo walk forward without a flicker of reaction, a sly smile spreading across his face.
“He is our alliance’s Conquest Commander. I am pleased to announce that the Korean government has also joined the alliance.”
There was nothing more to say.
Jeong Hyun-soo’s very presence was proof.
As the two men exited, Seon Woo-hyun clenched his teeth.
Crunch.
“How dare they……”
Chairman Seon Woo-hyun felt a deep, grinding rage.
The Knight King’s posturing about an alliance for Tower conquest was irritating, nothing more and nothing less.
But the crisis unfolding now demanded the optimal response.
What nation would resist the appeal of the Sacred Saint sharing Conquest Methods?
Even the advanced nations already challenging the upper floors would be tempted—national rankings included the climbs of Hunters holding their citizenship, after all.
Hairline cracks spread across the surface of the brandy glass he was holding.
The glass shattered completely in his grip moments later.
Brown brandy mixed and dripped between his fingers.
Yet Seon Woo-hyun did not open his hand. The scorching rage that had surged quickly subsided.
Instead, his mind raced.
‘Remarkably precise.’
Everything felt like a carefully orchestrated board game.
Viewed piece by piece, the current situation might have presented opportunity rather than crisis for him, but woven together, it had the precision of a sniper’s shot.
And behind it all stood a single man.
“Jeong Hyun-soo……”
Seon Woo-hyun spoke the name in a low, measured voice.
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After the press conference ended, Jeong Hyun-soo received an unexpected visitor.
“…Alexander?”
“Unbelievable! Alexander’s here!”
The arrival of the towering figure left the reporters who had been about to barrage Jeong Hyun-soo with questions in shock.
The sight of Alexander, the world’s number one Hunter who rarely showed his face in public, walking toward Jeong Hyun-soo was something else entirely.
“So America is joining the Human Tower Conquest Alliance too?”
“My goodness… an alliance between Europe and America?”
“At this rate… something enormous must be underway, don’t you think?”
No one could view it any other way.
Pyongyang had vanished in the blink of an eye, and this organization had been formed amid extreme crisis.
And its members were people the entire world watched closely.
“Hey, why didn’t you pick up the phone?”
Alexander growled the moment he saw Jeong Hyun-soo.
“Alexander! So you’re really joining the Human Tower Conquest Alliance?”
“Shut your mouths. I didn’t come here to play house with you lot.”
The aura Alexander exuded turned the reporters to stone.
Bewildered, they stared between Knight King and Jeong Hyun-soo.
“Honestly, his temperament… everyone, let’s wrap this up for now.”
Knight King’s words were neither confirmation nor denial.
Few in the world dared defy the ominous pressure radiating from Alexander or Knight King’s command to clear the room.
The reporters, sensing the atmosphere, filed out of the conference hall one by one.
And this had been entirely deliberate on Knight King’s part.
“Slippery bastard. This is precisely why you shouldn’t dig snakes out of their holes.”
“At least I’m better than some thundering brute who can’t tell heaven from earth.”
“Can a hothouse flower who’s spent its whole life locked in a greenhouse really handle what’s coming?”
“There’s been nothing I couldn’t handle so far.”
Knight King and Alexander growled at each other.
Yet both were sincere, and these were people who debated supremacy itself on the world stage.
Crackle! Crack-crack-crackle!
“Gentlemen, please. This is our Guild building. If you wish to fight, I’d appreciate it if you’d take it outside.”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s interjection, both men turned their heads.
Alexander was the first to speak.
“If you hadn’t gone dark like that in the first place, none of this would be happening!”
Alexander had every reason to be exasperated.
This cocky kid seemed to be holding all the clues they’d been chasing, and now he was completely ignoring his calls—so Alexander had tracked him down.
But the situation was just as crucial for Jeong Hyun-soo.
The reporters would now spread word that a heavyweight like Alexander was joining the alliance Jeong Hyun-soo had founded.
And if he then helped Alexander break through the 70th-floor barrier?
He would be lighting a powerful fuse.
That single shot, fired and cascading through chain reactions, would bring down Seon Woo-hyun’s seemingly impregnable fortress.
“There was a great deal to prepare.”
Jeong Hyun-soo produced a document as he spoke.
“What’s this?”
“A contract stating that I’ll assist you smoothly through the 70th floor.”
“Seriously?”
Alexander read over the agreement.
It did indeed state that Jeong Hyun-soo would help him up to the 70th floor, and that if the information provided proved false, Alexander could claim any compensation he saw fit.
“So in exchange, if we succeed, I join the alliance? Of course I will, you bastard. I know damn well how fucked up things are right now. First I survive, then I kill every last one of these bastards who started this mess.”
It was a response pure Alexander.
Seon Woo-hyun, even amid crisis, was indulging in the pleasure of centralizing power around himself, and it made Alexander sick to watch the world rot away.
Yet despite his abrasive nature, this man had endured—fought through Tower conquest and Gate clearings, even against Calamity itself—so he was undoubtedly a hero.
Without hesitation, Alexander signed the document.
“Hmm… you’re sure about this?”
“Sure about what?”
“Signing all at once like this.”
“Why are you suddenly using formal speech? And why worry about me?”
Alexander handed the agreement back.
“I am America.”
It might seem arrogant to the point of absurdity, but it was also fundamentally true.
Ultimately, Alexander had scaled every Tower on the American continent.
He was a legendary figure who had personally cleaned up the blunders of lesser Hunters, seen and unseen.
A living legend of America who ruled and nothing more—the American President himself would have to sign whatever orders Alexander gave.
“So now it’s your turn to keep the contract, isn’t it, kid?”

“The Amazon, please.”
Through the Transportation Magic Circle that Hanul Guild had prepared, sweltering heat and sticky humidity crashed down along with the preset coordinates.
[Entering Derivative Gate — Backwards Walking Forest.]
Jeong Hyun-soo turned over the information along with the voice.
In this place, one could not trust the direction one’s eyes showed.
“This forest grants no path to those who gaze upon it.”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s words, Alexander let out a derisive snort.
“If the forest won’t open a path, why not just destroy it?”
“How many times have you attempted that already?”
Alexander did not bother to answer.
He had burned entire forests before, driven through them with his own strength to carve a way forward.
Yet always, the moment he looked back, every destroyed thing was restored in this bizarre land.
Even party members who specialized in pathfinding had come, yet nothing changed.
All of them circled the same spot endlessly, found nothing, and simply vanished.
“This place is one vast puzzle.”
“Absolutely revolting. Like some mad tower. Why can’t we just fight enemies and smash things to bits?”
“I agree on that point.”
“Damned riddles and puzzles. Only twisted little worms enjoy such nonsense!”
Alexander’s curses echoed through the forest.
Jeong Hyun-soo said nothing in reply.
Instead, he stepped sideways two paces and crouched before the roots of a tree where nothing appeared to lie.
Alexander’s brow furrowed.
“What are you doing?”
“I found it.”
“Found what?”
Rather than answer, Jeong Hyun-soo plucked a single Red Berry from between the tree roots.
It looked like an ordinary fruit, but thin crimson hair was wound around its stem.
Jeong Hyun-soo caught it between his fingers and pulled gently.
Something wavered in the empty air.
Only then did Alexander’s senses catch a faint wrongness.
It was right before his eyes.
The very spot he had passed through countless times.
“Currupi enjoys watching lost humans wander.”
Jeong Hyun-soo spoke toward the empty space.
“Especially those whose temper runs hot.”
Alexander’s brow twitched.
“Who exactly are you talking about?”
The answer came from elsewhere.
A giggle.
Clearly it came from directly ahead.
Yet by the time the sound ended, it was already behind him.
Jeong Hyun-soo did not turn around.
He simply released the crimson hair wound around his finger and rose to his feet.
“Now that we’ve found it, let’s go.”
“Without catching that thing?”
“If we catch it, the path closes.”
Jeong Hyun-soo walked in the direction that had been determined from the start.
“From here on, it will follow us.”
Continued in the next episode ▶
The Regressed Martial God Who Monopolizes All
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Cheon Ya
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