The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 113

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Episode 113. Overture (3)
Southern Italy.
On a desolate, barren cliff where savage waves crashed below, there stood a rocky mountain that looked utterly uninhabited.
Yet within that stone mountain lay an ancient underground cathedral.
The faces of saints painted across the walls had been scratched away entirely, while black candles burned beneath them.
A man seated at the head of the stone table where those candles rested checked his wristwatch.
The man wore a black mask traced with silver lines, and he leaned his upper body back into the shadows.
His identity was none other than the mafia that ruled Europe’s underworld—Nocturne Sigma.
The Dark Bounty Hunter who commanded them beneath him, the one called the King of the Mafia: Father of the Night.
“You’re late.”
The moment his lips opened, the temperature inside the underground cathedral spiked violently.
The candles melted away in unison.
Whoosh—they collapsed into liquid.
From within that inferno stepped a middle-aged man draped in a red cloak.
The leader of the Huarong Society and the Triads, the syndicates that ruled China’s criminal underworld.
The Dark Bounty Hunter Yeom Je.
“Unlike you, I have much to attend to.”
“Having much to do is fine, but I’m always concerned your schemes might complicate my own affairs.”
Yeom Je fixed Father of the Night with a stare.
Flames danced in those eyes. But before Yeom Je could hurl a retort, the heavy clang of metal rang out.
Clang.
Clang.
A towering giant in black armor entered the cathedral.
Across the armor’s surface were carved the names of countless criminals, written like blood.
The master of the Black Court.
The Dark Bounty Hunter who had proclaimed himself the judge of the world: Ragnar.
“Jeong Hyun-soo.”
Ragnar spoke quietly as he took his seat.
“That boy has already become entangled in my judgment. Leave him be, you fiery fool.”
It was cryptic, but this was a gathering of Dark Bounty Hunters. No one would have come without business, and Father of the Night had thrown Jeong Hyun-soo’s name into the ring.
“That boy eliminated Walter.”
“A dead man lacking the power lacks the right to judge. Ridiculous.”
Ragnar did not even turn his head at Yeom Je’s sneer.
“My judgment will be complete.”
“Hmph! The Huarong Society will exact its own vengeance regardless. But when will this last one finally arrive? Should we proceed without him?”
Yeom Je gestured toward the empty chair as he spoke.
“He might not be coming at all.”
Then a voice they had not heard before interjected.
“I’ve been here all along.”
All three sets of eyes shifted at once.
When had it happened?
A pale-faced man now sat in the final chair.
The cathedral’s doors had never opened.
No traces of spatial displacement lingered in the air.
Only the hundreds of barriers that had protected the underground cathedral fell silent, unraveling into dust across the floor.
The Dispel Prince.
One of only seven Grand Sorcerers in the entire world, and a Dark Bounty Hunter known as the arch-nemesis of all mages.
Lucas.
Father of the Night let out a soft chuckle at the sight of Lucas.
“Still haven’t learned to open other people’s doors properly, have you?”
Lucas offered no reply.
At the movement of his fingers, two images materialized above the stone table.
Alexander’s conquest of the 70th Floor.
And Seonhwa Guild’s conquest of the 70th Floor.
“Alexander was always strong.”
Lucas finally spoke.
“If only he had succeeded, one might have assumed the world’s number one used brute force to clear it.”
Within the image, the Seonhwa conquest team scattered into the Shadows of Six Suns.
They avoided the Guardian Dragon, isolated the fake sun, and destroyed the core with concentrated fire.
A completely different strategy from Alexander’s.
“But Seonhwa succeeded.”
“We all saw it, didn’t we?”
The video had been released by the Mankind Tower Conquest Alliance—an organization that Jeong Hyun-soo had created with the Knight King to oversee this conquest.
It was propaganda, advertising that member Guilds would receive customized conquest strategies once they joined the Alliance.
Lucas set up two videos side by side, ignoring whatever Yeom Je had been saying.
“I designed different solutions tailored to the conqueror’s combat strength, numbers, and battle style.”
The screen changed.
Jeong Hyun-soo’s face appeared.
“He knows everything about the 70th Floor without ever having climbed it himself.”
A short silence fell over the cathedral.
The King of the Mafia tapped his black-gloved fingers on the table.
“The nations are beginning to flock to the Alliance.”
Germany and France.
Canada and Japan.
Regional governments across China.
Countless nations ranked in the lower tiers of the extinction countdown were making contact with the Mankind Tower Conquest Alliance.
“Once that Alliance solidifies its position, the governments we’ve been dealing with will turn their backs on us.”
Yeom Je let out a bitter laugh.
“What difference does it make if some government abandons us?”
“When a nation falls, the branch of Huarong Society built on that land will vanish with it. That Black Dragon Castle—your largest branch, isn’t it? Your nation certainly loves its dragons. In any case, if that region goes under, won’t the losses be substantial?”
“If it comes to it, we’ll simply conquer it ourselves.”
“No, that’s not it. That’s not the point, Yeom Je. Don’t you think we should look at this as a chance for a very substantial enterprise?”
The extinction of a nation was not merely a matter for governments and innocent citizens.
For the criminals who had thrived in that shadow, reaping vast fortunes, it was an equal catastrophe.
But Father of the Night did not appear to view it that way.
“Doesn’t it seem like we could seize enormous wealth and power from this?”
Father of the Night was watching Jeong Hyun-soo on the screen with greedy eyes.
The governments want to enter the Alliance. In that process, Jeong Hyun-soo will naturally demand that existing powers be severed to strengthen his own influence.
The rival Association President Seon Woo-hyun’s World Hunter Association is a given, and any government that has worked with the Dark Bounty Hunters will likewise be on the scale.
But Father of the Night spoke as though such pressure were entirely irrelevant.
“Overturn the game board. Bring him to us alive, and that’s all that matters.”
The King of the Mafia looked around at the three men.
“We’ll secure him jointly, then divide the conquest information he possesses.”
No one answered.
Every person in this room had reigned as a king in their own world.
None of them believed in truly sharing anything.
And so, before any such division could occur, the thought of monopolizing it alone made them all salivate.
Yeom Je was the first to smile.
“We’ll cooperate on the capture.”
Ragnar asked.
“And after that?”
Silence flowed once more.
Lucas touched the face of Jeong Hyun-soo on the screen with his fingertip.
The image rippled like water.
“Whoever has him decides.”
* * *
Kim Chun-sik, now standing firm as the South Korean branch director of the Blood Alliance, was meeting with Jeong Hyun-soo in his personal training hall in Garam.
“There’s been no sign of the Dark Bounty Hunters making contact with each other yet, but……”
“There may be no signs, but they’ve already met. They have a separate hotline established among themselves.”
Kim Chun-sik spoke to Jeong Hyun-soo, who was slowly polishing the Blade of Chamado.
“But many of them bear old grievances against each other. Will they really gather?”
“What does that matter? For their own interests, those bastards will work even with the enemy who killed their parents. They’ll harvest everything they can get, then stab each other in the back.”
Kim Chun-sik studied Jeong Hyun-soo with an odd expression.
“You seem to understand the Dark Bounty Hunters quite well.”
“If I were one of them, that’s how I’d move. Aren’t I a very good business opportunity for trash that exists only for their own greed?”
After his value had been made public, Jeong Hyun-soo anticipated that the Dark Bounty Hunters would naturally make their move.
And he also understood they wouldn’t be gathering out of a desire to cooperate.
Each would be harboring plans to prevent the others from advancing unchecked, to keep Jeong Hyun-soo from being monopolized by any single one.
But before all that, Jeong Hyun-soo was certain they would all want to capture him.
“Then what should we do? Isn’t this genuinely dangerous?”
“The mafia boss will likely lead this, and the master of the Black Court, Yeom Je, Lucas Merblang—they’ll all gather, I’m sure.”
Kim Chun-sik’s face drained of color.
Each one of them was a terror unto himself.
They existed in shadow, yes, but within that darkness they were monsters who matched wits with the Association President, the King of Knights, Alexander himself.
“This time I need to show them clearly. Cross me, and you die.”
Jeong Hyun-soo’s purpose was singular: to prevent the Dark Bounty Hunters from sprinkling ash over his affairs out of sheer greed.
Above all, he needed to keep the most dangerous one—the mafia boss—in check so the road ahead would be smooth.
‘I wish I could kill them all this time.’
Strategically speaking, killing just one would be enough to make them keep their heads down for a while, so it could count as a success.
“But is it really possible?”
“It has to be.”
“All those distinguished figures have tried pursuing the Dark Bounty Hunters and failed…….”
Jeong Hyun-soo laughed quietly.
“You don’t pursue the Dark Bounty Hunters.”
“Then what?”
“You throw out appetizing bait to make them come to you.”
Kim Chun-sik flinched and looked at Jeong Hyun-soo.
“Bait, you mean…….”
Jeong Hyun-soo pointed at himself with one finger and answered.
“Me, of course.”
In other words, he was throwing himself into the jaws of the Dark Bounty Hunters.
“Ugh, that’s dangerous!”
“That’s the only way dangerous people will show up.”
“…You’re getting help from the King of Knights or Alexander, aren’t you? Even if not, at least from Haneul or… the guild master of Garam…….”
Jeong Hyun-soo only laughed at Kim Chun-sik’s words.
“What! You’re planning to do this alone? Are you insane?”
“You’re getting good at reading my mind!”
“That’s suicide!”
“Everyone’s busy.”
All of them are scattered across their positions, moving frantically to prepare for the coming Tower and the war against the invading races.
“And if I add too many variables, it gets messier. Solo is cleaner.”
“You really are insane…….”
“You have to be half-mad for a lot of things to work out.”
“No…….”
“Don’t worry. I can’t die anyway, can I? What they need is my information.”
“That’s true, but…….”
“Either way, if you don’t want me dead, do the favor I’m asking well.”
“Haaah… I’m going crazy.”
What Jeong Hyun-soo was asking Kim Chun-sik to do was leak his movements to the Dark Bounty Hunters. More precisely, he had to package the bait he was about to throw with the utmost care.
“But how am I supposed to downgrade an S-Rank Gate to D-Grade!”
“If we don’t, Father will object and the whole thing gets killed at the start.”
“Is there another plan?”
“That location’s the only one. If I call them there, I guarantee I’ll land at least one Dark Bounty Hunter.”
Kim Chun-sik scratched his head furiously.
“Ah…I should tell Sister…….”
“Can’t do that. If it were Ha-o Mun, I’d have her do it right away.”
“Kyaaaaa! Fine! Fine! I get it! Dammit! But this is a crime!”
Deliberately omitting new Gate information was a clear violation of the law.
“So what? It’s a law the Hunter Association made anyway. In the end it’s a law Seon Woo-hyun created just so he could monopolize and devour everything himself. How are they going to punish him now? It’s fine, proceed. You just make sure to package it as D-Grade, forget about everything else.”
As Jeong Hyun-soo’s hand patted his shoulder, Kim Chun-sik felt as if his feet were sinking into the ground.
Continued in the next episode ▶
The Monopolizing Regression Martial God
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