The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 44

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Chapter 44. The Expert (4)
Monitor Jung Su-jin’s movements in real time.
If the King of the United Kingdom—who belonged to the tier of powerful figures just below Seon Woo-hyun and Alexander, the legendary sword-users of the British Royal Family—were to contribute to the sword sheath of the Holy Sword necessary for him to rise to the same level as the Association Chairman, then Kim Chun-sik’s promotion would be a sure thing.
And so Kim Chun-sik had come to Paris.
Once a landmark renowned across the globe, the Eiffel Tower had transformed into a structure that now threatened the very city itself—and he stood with his back to it, a telescope gripped in his hand.
The Shim-an-cheon-gyeong: an A-grade artifact available only for rent by the higher echelons of the Blood Alliance.
Its total length was approximately sixty centimeters.
Along its surface flowed patterns engraved in silvery Mana Stones with seamless grace, while within nested a miniature celestial apparatus of hierarchical lenses—a telescope of exquisite craft.
At the telescope’s terminus lay a rotating spherical pupil, which opened when infused with magical power.
It could perceive beyond the physical limits of sight—the flow of mana itself, heat signatures, and even lingering echoes of memory—making it a treasure of incalculable rarity.
To an information-gathering organization like the Blood Alliance, it was worth more than life itself; and within the pupil of the Shim-an-cheon-gyeong was captured the image of a woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties.
Deep and drowsy eyes, a faint weariness that somehow lent an alluring, decadent beauty to her bearing.
“Pretty damned beautiful, just like they said.”
The most enigmatic genius mage alive today—more mysterious than any other mage or hunter in the current era.
Jung Su-jin: the treasure that Seon Woo-hyun held most dear.
The mage showed only a glimpse of her face through the window, utterly motionless, seemingly absorbed in something.
So thoroughly had Kim Chun-sik fixated on her, lying prone on the floor like a stone statue, that he nearly missed it.
The door opened.
Jung Su-jin did not even turn her head. The Shim-an-cheon-gyeong had one limitation: it could not capture sound.
But her lips were moving—she was clearly conversing with someone.
Who could it be?
Kim Chun-sik pulled the lens tighter. The moment he infused it with mana to magnify the image—
“Hah…?”
He gasped in shock, nearly choking on air.
‘The Association Chairman?’
The moment the silver-haired man with the keen gaze of a hawk came into view, Kim Chun-sik instantly tore the scroll.
— Remember: if the Association Chairman appears, use the Emergency Escape Scroll immediately.
The Shim-an-cheon-gyeong did have a concealment function called stealth vision, but the other party was a monster beyond the heavens themselves.
There was no point gambling on such odds—Kim Chun-sik knew that much and fled.
Time crawled by in suffocating silence. Trapped in a safe house, heart thundering against his ribs, he waited. Then he moved to another location.
The target, viewed from a different angle than before, was……
Weeping.
* * *
At that same moment, Jung Hyun-su was waiting at an agreed-upon location.
Flash!
Beneath the night sky, two mages in blue robes bearing the Association’s insignia revealed themselves. One was a woman, the other a man.
The woman spoke first.
“Are you the new apprentice who just joined?”
“Yes.”
At Jung Hyun-su’s response, the woman exhaled deeply.
“What on earth was the upper echelon thinking, issuing an order like this?”
“Enough. An order was given—we follow it.”
“But this is unreasonable, isn’t it? We’re not on leisure, and he’s not a training instructor—we’re running an operation to capture Jeon Jung-guk, and why do we have to bring this kid along?”
Even Jung Hyun-su could see the woman’s grievance was justified.
Association Knights were the very symbol of elite. The Battle Mage sent by Seon Woo-yong-nam was the finest among them.
Though an enemy to Jung Hyun-su, they were undeniably elite—hardened by brutal training and seasoned by countless real combat encounters.
‘Looks like they used mana voice to disguise themselves.’
This strict refusal to reveal their identity meant the Association did not fully recognize Jung Hyun-su as a true Knight.
Beneath the deeply drawn hood lay a Mask Artifact crafted through magical engineering, making it nearly impossible to discern who lay beneath.
“Are you refusing orders, Sierra?”
Association Knights did not use their true names. Sierra was clearly a codename.
‘Never heard of it.’
Among the highest-ranked operatives he knew—aside from Seon Woo-yong-nam, whose name was public—he had never encountered the codename Sierra.
“Does this look like insubordination, Ballak?”
In that instant, Jung Hyun-su’s eyes ignited with fire.
‘Ballak?’
A name he could never forget.
It had surfaced during his investigation into the criminal underworld and the annihilation of the Garam Guild.
— The core of the Association Chairman’s personal Assassination Squad consists of ten. The one with the lowest rank was called Ballak, if I remember correctly…….
Codename: Ballak.
An Assassination Squad commanded by the Association chairman. The woman called Sierra seems to regard him as an equal, but he’s the type of strong candidate who would be selected for the squad.
Considering that Garam Guild’s collapse is less than a year away, this man is likely already an assassin.
‘In other words, while he’s currently disguised as an Association Knight internally, the probability that he’s already part of the Assassination Squad is very high.’
The Assassination Squad had come here.
The core of this operation is Ballak.
There’s no reason to send someone after Jung Hyun-su. Ballak will handle everything, and it seemed he meant to probe Jung Hyun-su’s potential, push him to his limits, and extract information.
‘This is amusing.’
In the darkness, Jung Hyun-su, suppressing his murderous intent, laughed as he looked at Ballak.
“You’re laughing? These young punks nowadays, always so careless. Shut your mouth before I tear your corn silk out, yeah?”
“…My apologies. I was overcome with joy.”
Sierra scratched the back of her head in disbelief.
“Overcome with joy? Did you come here for a vacation, yeah?”
“…It was always a dream of mine to witness an Association Battle Mage… I’m sorry.”
Watching Jung Hyun-su, Sierra clenched her teeth.
“There won’t be a second chance. Don’t move your mouth without permission. Just don’t do anything. Understand? You’re to stay silent and still. If you show off because you look good, you’ll be dealt with on the spot. Got it?”
…….
“You answer to things like this!”
“Yes.”
“Damn it, where the hell did they pull you from!”
“Sierra, enough. We’re moving out.”
Ballak began drawing a Teleportation Magic Circle.
Unlike the massive Teleportation Magic Circles created with Mage Engineering technology by large guilds or elite mages like Ji Sang-wook and Seon Woo-yong-nam, the time difference in drawing it himself was starkly apparent.
“What were the coordinates again, Ballak?”
“48.8584, 2.2945.”
He then pulled a Mana Stone from his breast pocket and inserted it, and the pulse of mana rippled outward.
Rumble-rumble-rumble.
The magic circle soon flickered, and the smell of mixed filth wafted through.
“Damn these European bastards. They’ve left their shit scattered everywhere again.”
Jung Hyun-su gazed at the tower of Paris visible in the distance.
Facing it was the Mage Tower built by the Association.
It was a branch building established in Central Europe, which produces the second-highest quality Mana Stones after the United States.
‘I knew Jeon Jung-guk was in the French underworld.’
After being promoted to red-level, Jeon Jung-guk had operated as a Mana Stone black-market broker in France, had his arm severed by the Association chairman, fled to another Mage region in the Middle East, and was eventually killed—a man of considerable standing in his own right.
Jung Hyun-su intended to devour Jung Su-jin on this trip to Paris.
‘Jeon Jung-guk will be of great help.’
While organizing his thoughts, the three of them headed toward the vicinity of the Mage Tower’s branch.
“Aren’t you curious why we’re not entering the Association building?”
“…Isn’t it because a classified operation draws unwanted attention?”
“You’re not entirely brainless after all.”
Sierra’s steps led them to a barbershop.
Judging by its lackluster business, a gaunt-looking white man stood before the entrance with a cigarette in his mouth, lit by the faint glow of a neon sign burning late into the night, staring fixedly at them.
“Vous avez une réservation?”
At the question about whether they had a reservation, Sierra answered by looking at Ballak instead.
“J’ai réservé un rasage… pour la bête au sang chaud.”
Fluent French flowed from Ballak’s lips.
A shave reserved. For the beast with hot blood.
It was likely a code phrase—the blade of the Association deployed to capture Jeon Jung-guk, who would soon become a red-level wanted criminal.
The barbershop owner, groaning, rose to his feet, opened the door, and they stepped inside.
“What is the target’s location?”
“The target has been identified in a secret room in the basement of a building in the Saint-Ouen Flea Market.”
Fluent Korean came through.
It wasn’t that the speaker was particularly gifted in languages; rather, now that they were inside, an Interpretation Magic Circle had been activated to ensure smooth communication.
‘Garam Guild can’t insist on only Koreans either.’
Though military power was strong, proactively recruiting talent was inevitable if they were to prepare for the future.
From Europe to undervalued Africa, the Middle East, and the tiny handful of survivors in the Americas, there were certainly talented individuals who would support that future.
In this regard, magical assistance was clearly necessary. One couldn’t simply waste time learning languages without proper tools.
In any case.
“What is the operation overview that was transmitted?”
“The day after tomorrow, at an old club in the Oberkampf District, a Mana Stone transaction is to be arranged in exchange for Jeon Jung-guk taking over drug distribution.”
“Is that Nocturne Sigma?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
One of the Black-level wanted criminals—an Italian mafia faction operating under the Mafia King.
“The operation orders from above are to have Association Knights form an encirclement from all sides, and eliminate the target amid the chaos of deploying an inescapable Mana Barrier.”
The chaos itself was exactly what Jung Hyun-su desired.
“Understood. I’ll be ready by then.”
“I’ll request a Teleportation Magic Circle from the Association’s armory.”
The Association’s main entrances had watchful eyes from various factions monitoring those who came and went, but this place did not.
The Association’s inner passages held a Magic Circle leading to headquarters, and because of this, Jung Hyun-su could slip into the branch undetected.
“Stay holed up until I call for you.”
…….
“Not going to answer?”
“Yes.”
After Sierra slammed the door shut and left, Jung Hyun-su immediately activated his Hwan-cheon-gi.
The most harmonious current of the Hwan-cheon-gi swept through the surrounding area.
‘Ballak.’
Ballak’s presence—watching from across the hallway—was caught by the Hwan-cheon-gi.
Jung Hyun-su regulated his breathing.
A full hour.
Only after staring at Jung Hyun-su’s door for an entire hour did Ballak depart, and Jung Hyun-su stepped outside.
His destination was where Jung Su-jin was held.
— Can you hear me?
Through the Echoroom Pendant—one of the Blood Alliance’s treasures, previously dormant—Kim Chun-sik’s voice reached him.
— I can pinpoint your location—
Crash!
Jung Hyun-su immediately smashed the branch window with his fist.
— Ah, there you are. But why isn’t the alarm going off? Honestly, taking grants like that and can’t even operate a single Magic Circle properly.
Normally he would have triggered the Association’s monitoring magic, but Jung Hyun-su had already disabled all nearby Magic Circles through his Hyun-cheon-gwi-won-gong.
“Just tell me the location.”
— Head straight up to the top floor for now. Since you need to reach the annex, turn left on the third floor.
Thus began the first move of Operation True Magical Revolution.
Continued in the next episode ▶
The Sole Devourer’s Return to the Martial Way
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