The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 71

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Episode 71. Honorary Citizen (2)
“Please assign Kim Chun-sik as my dedicated handler.”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s request, Kim Ha-eun tilted her head in confusion.
“…Sorry?”
When the initial deal came, the Blood Alliance had half-rejected and doubted Jeong Hyun-soo.
And after approaching him following his covenant with the Knight King, she’d assumed he would present something decidedly disadvantageous.
But merely asking for Kim Chun-sik as a handler?
“…Is that all?”
“I’ll coordinate the specific details, but I have no intention of making unreasonable requests that overreach, so you needn’t worry.”
Kim Ha-eun stared hard at Jeong Hyun-soo.
“…Honestly, I can’t help but be concerned.”
“From my perspective, the terms are remarkably generous.”
“They are.”
Which is why Kim Ha-eun remained suspicious even now—wondering if she was overlooking something crucial.
Yet no matter how much she thought, she found nothing. And the leader of the Blood Alliance intuited this: a man who hesitated and withdrew here would not offer a third chance.
“…Very well. Since it’s a reasonable request, of course I should agree. Or perhaps I should say thank you?”
“I’d appreciate that sentiment.”
“Chae Mu-hyun of the Songguang Guild is certainly formidable, but blinding their eyes is hardly difficult. I can manage that much.”
Jeong Hyun-soo spoke while regarding Kim Ha-eun.
“If you help us, the Blood Alliance will defeat Hao-moon.”
Kim Ha-eun broke into a smile.
Throughout her life, she had witnessed many men’s grand boasts.
But this man’s words, spoken so calmly and matter-of-factly with that composed demeanor, resonated differently somehow.
A man who had already produced results. Words from one who accumulated feats that the Blood Alliance’s intelligence network couldn’t even predict—
“I find I have no choice but to believe you.”
“Of course, the Blood Alliance must work hard as well.”
“I have no intention of opening my mouth and being spoon-fed.”
“Then I’ll see you again next time.”
“You’re leaving already?”
“It’s not I who am leaving.”
“Ah, right.”
Kim Ha-eun smiled brightly at Jeong Hyun-soo, then vanished quickly down the opposite corridor.
“I look rather nice today, you know.”
She’d taken care getting dressed, yet that man only looked at her eyes.
Under England’s bright, unobstructed sky—so different from the dreary weather of recent days—she looked up before climbing into the waiting luxury sedan.
Whoosh!
After Kim Ha-eun departed, Jeong Hyun-soo entered the British Grand Vault.
The commander of the British Royal Guard Knights had already received briefings on Jeong Hyun-soo and arranged the meeting with Kim Ha-eun.
“Come in.”
“Ah, Gawain.”
“It’s Hans now.”
Seeing Hans still displaying that combative spirit, Jeong Hyun-soo chuckled softly.
Even after an overwhelming defeat, this man briefly despaired before rising to glare at Jeong Hyun-soo—and that quality didn’t strike him as entirely unpleasant.
The future shone brighter because such men existed.
“That’s right, Hans. Next time, try to last at least ten seconds.”
Hans’s eyes widened. The veins in his clenched fists bulged, his forearms’ muscles trembling as if he might dash to the training grounds at any moment.
“If you do, at least more people will survive thanks to you, won’t they?”
“…It won’t take long.”
“I’m counting on it.”
“You may take a total of four items. This is a privilege no one else has ever enjoyed—remember that.”
“Speak plainly. You should remind yourself what England has gained because of me.”
“…….”
The former Gawain, now Hans, followed behind with his chin raised as though unwilling to answer.
The British Grand Vault.
If the British Museum was where the spoils of old British imperialism had been scraped together,
then the British Grand Vault was where the knights of Britain—who had reigned as a great power ever since the Awakening Age—had stored precious trophies and rewards acquired not only from gates cleared at home and abroad,
but also from towers.
There were items purchased by the Royal House as well, making it a repository of rare treasures that bore comparison with the Association’s and America’s vaults.
The direction they headed first was the first sector.
Now it was truly time to annihilate the Songguang Guild.
Jeong Hyun-soo, intent on charging into the vanguard of this fierce battle where life and death hung in the balance, had come to recognize that it was time to acquire a proper piece of armor.
“Hmm…?”
For a warrior engaging in close combat, armor was essential.
And so Hans, watching Jeong Hyun-soo enter the armor sector with what seemed like natural certainty, couldn’t help but be puzzled.
A leather coat that looked endlessly worn—the sort of thing that might have been salvaged military debris from some battlefield.
There was no record of when, where, or by whom it had been obtained.
It possessed adequate physical impact absorption and held some value, but among the countless artifacts stored here in the British Grand Vault, it hardly seemed like a necessary choice—yet Jeong Hyun-soo had picked up the Blacksteel Coat.
“…You’d do well to think this through. You’re a warrior who favors direct confrontation, so a full-plate type of armor might serve you better for greater defense.”
“That could be true.”
Hans’s advice certainly seemed sound. But Jeong Hyun-soo showed no inclination to choose anything else.
The Blacksteel Coat.
Its power did not lie in simple physical absorption.
‘The Apocalypse War….’
The countless entities from other worlds participating in it.
Among them, the Three Calamities—godlike monsters called the mightiest—wielded race-specific powers, and the Blacksteel Coat was precisely a garment specialized against such forces.
In particular, this Blacksteel Coat, which bore the authority to withstand even the breath of those powerful draconic beings, was far too precious to remain sleeping in the British Grand Vault.
‘A treasure beyond all measure.’
“I’ll take this one.”
“…Do as you wish.”
Hans had no intention of stopping him.
“If it were me, I’d have chosen that one.”
“Mithril Heavy Armor? Not bad. You can get it later once you’ve earned some merits. For now, let me show you to the armory.”
“Do I look like your guide?”
“Guard or guide—what’s the difference? You want to wander around here all day with me?”
At Jeong Hyun-soo’s words, Hans grumbled and walked forward.
Countless spears and swords stood in formation, radiating endless oppressive presence.
“There are 3,400 weapons on display in total. They’re kept in constant readiness so the knights can equip them and deploy to the field when needed, and the world’s finest craftsmen are perpetually engaged in maintenance and inspection.”
“Right, right. I’ll take this one.”
…….
Hans’s eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.
“My explanation was apparently incomplete. This is merely a display piece at the entrance of the armory—not among the treasures we handle here.”
What Jeong Hyun-soo had chosen was a short sword displayed on the wall at the armory’s entrance.
“This one catches my eye. I’ll go with this.”
“What?”
In Jeong Hyun-soo’s hand was a short blade with a worn grip.
It was reputed to be an ancient artifact, yet no function had been found in it—assessed as having merely an exceptionally high rate of magical conductivity and otherwise possessing no distinguishing characteristics whatsoever.
Upon hearing Hans’s explanation, Jeong Hyun-soo spoke up.
“That’s exactly why it appeals to me. This will do.”
Hans felt his insides twist. Four items to choose from the British Grand Vault.
The useless Blacksteel Coat could at least be considered appropriate in form, or so he’d thought.
Just watching him choose that much had been painful enough—but now he was selecting a display piece from the entrance?
“An item you won’t even be able to use properly….”
“That remains to be seen.”
Jeong Hyun-soo nevertheless drew the display short sword.
The Falling Star Short Sword—that was the name it bore.
In direct combat, the Falling Star appeared to have no use whatsoever.
Yet its true value lay in the application of magical power—particularly, for severing barriers, nothing compared to it.
But that was not the Falling Star’s real worth.
‘The Heavenly Seal.’
The sole counterforce to the Demon God, one of the Three Calamities, and the key to unlocking the seal of the Heavens that they had imprisoned—that was precisely what the Falling Star Short Sword was.
Groan.
Hans’s composure continued to crumble, his groans becoming audible.
[You have acquired the Fate Rupture Ring.]
“Why on earth this of all things?”
An ancient ring with fissures. It was known to refract an enemy’s fatal technique with an exceedingly low probability of success.
Each time it worked, it would shatter—and by now, anyone could see it had degraded to the point where only one use remained.
“You’re relying on mere probability? A knight?”
“Isn’t that what a last-minute miracle is? If I survive thanks to it once, there’s nothing better than that.”
Of course, Jeong Hyun-soo knew full well the method to make that condition absolute.
‘If I awaken the Immortal Destruction Divine Art and make the rupture ring trigger without fail, it’s as good as having two lives.’
The value of the items extracted from the British Grand Vault was beyond measure. An extraordinary haul.
Honestly, it wasn’t even comparable to everything he’d acquired up to this point.
And then came the grand finale.
“I’ll go with this one.”
Hans, watching Jeong Hyun-soo, decided to abandon his attempt at reasoning.
A stone tablet cracked and fissured, with only fragments of writing remaining.
It was because Jeong Hyun-soo had picked up the Record Tablet of Dual Consciousness—something closer to a research artifact deemed indecipherable, using a language not of Earth.
It was an object possessing the function to record any thought pattern once recalled.
In other words, it could be summoned instantly during combat to grant the Dual Consciousness state, allowing two streams of consciousness to operate in parallel.
Which meant he could maximize the execution of composite combat techniques.
It was a medium that transcended the current limitation of dual-core operation, allowing him to ultimately deploy the entirety of the Five Kings Martial Arts simultaneously.
“Well, that’s fortunate at least.”
Jeong Hyun-soo countered Hans’s remark.
“What is?”
“That you were born with overwhelming martial talent, but were denied the eye for judging other things.”
“Ah, is that so?”
Jeong Hyun-soo made no effort to deny it.
By the standards of people in this era, what he’d chosen today was like picking mud from among jewels.
He bore Hans no resentment. It was only natural to judge this way—there was no way for him to know.
‘I hope he never finds out.’
That way, Jeong Hyun-soo could proceed with his strategy at ease.
“Pierre Chef said you should eat before he leaves, didn’t he?”
“I’m missing home cooking.”
“You don’t even know the taste. Your life must be harsh.”
“Come to South Korea sometime. I’ll treat you to a full course.”
“Hmph, even so. My homeland’s history is brilliant and profound. Flavor itself emerges from such depth.”
“We’re five thousand years old.”
“Preposterous!”
Jeong Hyun-soo let out a derisive laugh.
“Our ancestors left records of everything for people like you.”
Why else would they be called the nation of record-keepers?
“Besides, if I remember right, your people trace legitimate succession back to William I’s Norman dynasty, which comes to barely a thousand years?”
This English fool apparently didn’t realize he couldn’t boast of history anywhere but in front of Egypt or South Korea.
……
“Good luck, hope of a young nation.”
Jeong Hyun-soo left those words and stepped into the Warp Gate.
Flash! Flash!
What greeted him was nothing less than a barrage of camera flashes from the waiting journalists.
To be continued in the next episode ▶
The Monopolizing Regression Martial God
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Cheon Ya
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