The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 73

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Episode 73. Honorary Citizen (4)
“So what you’re saying is, the Knight King was constrained by his Trait and couldn’t leave the Round Table all this time, and you had a hand in his liberation?”
“Yes.”
Jeong Cheol nodded, studying Jeong Hyun-soo as he answered.
What could he even say?
Honestly, he had more questions than he could count. A sudden change in a person—he could accept that.
But the conduct Hyun-soo had displayed couldn’t be dismissed so easily.
He was only nineteen. Nearly twenty, but still barely more than a boy.
And that boy had swept away in one stroke the lifelong burden that weighed on the Knight King of Britain.
As though he’d been waiting for it all along. Kang Hyun-woo’s betrayal, Song Gwang’s groundwork—he’d known it all and blocked it.
“I understand you have many questions.”
“Questions? If you hadn’t told me to simply wait and be patient, I’d be pestering you relentlessly.”
“There’s no need to press the matter.”
“But… isn’t that so, sir?”
“Still, I ask one thing of you.”
Jeong Cheol looked at Jeong Hyun-soo and spoke.
“When the time comes, you may speak freely. For now, I don’t believe that time has arrived.”
Jeong Cheol knew his son harbored secrets he couldn’t yet share. There was something beyond what mere maturity could account for.
To pierce the weaknesses of the world’s strongest fighters, the blind spots no one anticipated, and deliver results—that path necessarily shrouds itself in secrecy.
Even as his father, there were things he had to respect.
“Don’t stray from the path, though. If you care for your own wellbeing, I won’t pry. Can you promise me that?”
Jeong Hyun-soo felt a flutter in his chest.
‘How did I not see it then?’
The surface was frozen, yes, but beneath it roiled a warmth for his son that never ceased.
He felt boundless shame for having once thought his father cold, when the fault had been his own.
“Well, if you won’t tell him, at least give me a hint or two—”
“Gwon Gang-pal.”
“Ah, I was only joking.”
Gwon Gang-pal had clearly been burning with curiosity about Jeong Hyun-soo’s secret, his lips twitching with the effort of restraint, but he too chose not to press further.
“In any case, you’ve worked hard. Your accomplishments are substantial.”
What Jeong Hyun-soo had achieved was genuinely remarkable.
Garam had now secured Haneul and the British Royal Family as blood allies.
This was the level at which one could exercise influence over the global Hunter community.
The gains from the British Royal Family connection were particularly significant. The Knight King couldn’t move without Jeong Hyun-soo’s consent.
“Only after fully unlocking that power can he launch expeditions abroad. You’re getting a bargain deal here.”
This was why the British Royal Family had secretly promised full backing from the rear.
The Knight King could venture overseas only if Jeong Hyun-soo’s share was included in the arrangement.
Of course, for now he could freely traverse his own territory without calling on that, but war was coming.
And the closer it drew, the more the Knight King would find himself bound by Jeong Hyun-soo’s will.
“I prepared something I thought you’d need.”
Jeong Cheol handed over a Skill Book without ceremony.
“This is…?”
“The final piece.”
The last of the Five Kings Martial Arts: Mu Sang Jin Gyeol.
“I receive it with gratitude.”
“Use it well.”
With this, following the Hwan Cheon Ki, the Heavenly Tyrant Return King Martial Art, the Dark Heaven Return Origin Art, and the Cheong Ryeong Man Sang Gong, Jeong Hyun-soo had now successfully built the foundation of the Five Kings Martial Arts.
“And the Gwae Shin Gong—you still have no progress?”
“None yet, I’m afraid. Still silent on that front.”
“You’re still young. As you focus on other things, a thread may yet reveal itself.”
Jeong Cheol was upright and unwavering. If he knew that Jeong Hyun-soo had awakened the Overlord Power and transcended the Five Kings Martial Arts restriction, anxiety or inferiority might have crept in.
But unlike his former self in a past life, consumed by jealousy of Jeong Hyun-a, Jeong Cheol showed no sign of it.
As a human, he must have felt the emotion, but he disciplined and governed it within himself.
“Each person walks their own path. I believe that if you keep moving forward, you will reach your destination.”
That was Jeong Cheol’s martial way.
That was why he remained unshaken.
Move forward, and moving forward, the end will come.
Whether it be the destination you desired, a cliff’s edge, or another fork in the road, none of us can know.
Yet still we move onward.
“Yes.”
“Stop now and get some rest.”
Before heading to his room for the first time in ages, Jeong Hyun-soo stopped by the dining hall. The fact that he devoured a heaping plate of braised beef over rice and a generous bowl of soybean paste soup was, in a way, inevitable.
* * *
Jeong Cheol had granted himself a respite he hadn’t taken in far too long.
Discipline of the mind was fundamental, but after enduring so much, one owed oneself at least minimal rest.
He did nothing. He simply let loose the mind and body he’d been driving so hard.
Organizing his thoughts as he lay back, he took inventory.
He had obtained what he sought from the British Archives, and the Knight King had become his ally.
‘The Avalon stake was unexpected.’
The Knight King was a man who understood honor.
Had he simply provided aid, the man would undoubtedly have become an ally, yet
instead he’d gained leverage over the Knight King’s actions—a far superior outcome in every respect.
With the alliance between Garam and Haneul now bolstered by the Knight King and the Blood Clan, military might, political power, and intelligence networks had been substantially added to the equation.
But.
‘I won’t be naively optimistic about this.’
The situation remained fluid. The balance of power, like a living organism, had grown far more complex with countless new variables at play.
The relationship with Yeon-je, which had begun with Ling Wei-hao, had transformed into blood feud and mortal enmity.
He had become irreconcilable enemies with Yeon-je, master of the Samhap Society—a force powerful enough to sway all of China.
The Association would intensify its scrutiny of Garam, and the South Korean government would soon begin treating Garam as a special concern.
‘If I move against Song Gwang now, I might as well be burning every bridge.’
After that, the upper echelon of South Korea’s top-ten guilds would move to check him.
But.
That was a matter for later.
“For now, I handle what needs handling.”
Annihilate Song Gwang’s entire line.
Chae Mu-hyun.
The Association chairman’s lapdog, a filthy wretch who had thrown his weight around.
The method for dealing with Song Gwang was actually quite simple.
‘A psychopath obsessed with Diamond Invincibility…….’
Chae Mu-hyun’s father had been killed by the Black Dragon, subordinate of the Explosion-Destroy Dragon, one of the Three Tribulations that had emerged from the Demonic Realm, and the wound left Chae Mu-hyun incurable.
Having tasted fear before the dragon’s true power, Chae Mu-hyun had become fixated on an indestructible body.
‘That’s why he came at us.’
Garam’s first guild master, who had mastered the Invincible Gwae Shin Gong, lived now only in records.
On that foundation, Chae Mu-hyun had struck a deal with Kang Hyun-woo.
Kang Hyun-woo had promised to share passages of the Invincible Gwae Shin Gong, and Chae Mu-hyun would supply military force.
Of course, neither intended to honor the agreement.
And it would never come to pass.
‘Because Seon Woo-hyun erased it all.’
Chae Mu-hyun’s weakness—the human experimentation facility he’d been running to create Diamond Invincibility—would be raided and exposed to the public.
Forcing Chae Mu-hyun to appear at that location personally, then revealing it, would allow him to excise the rot from Song Gwang without leaving even a trace.
There was no need to kill innocent Hunters in a guild war.
Those who deserve death, he’d kill. Those who don’t, he’d chain as prisoners for life and conscript into the coming war.
There were too many who deserved crushing, too many enemies to topple, and time was running short.
Still, for now he wanted sleep. A single night wouldn’t hurt.
* * *
At that moment, Jeong Su-jin, established in Seongso, was immersed in her research into the AMP.
The fundamental premise of AMP was not merely to accumulate magical power but to amplify its flow, redistribute it, and apply phase transformation.
Yet the final stage of this design posed a problem: interpreting the spell-formula governing output stabilization proved difficult.
When she ran predictive models through Seuil, anomalies kept arising—the amplified mana either spiraling out of control or dissipating entirely.
“Hmm.”
She began by approaching it from a magical theory perspective.
‘Magical power isn’t fixed energy—it must be treated as a wave with phase and frequency.’
The magical engineering equation was ultimately a process of finding the resonance condition that stabilized the magical power wave.
Here, Jeong Su-jin formed a critical hypothesis.
Scratch, scratch.
Formulae filled the chalkboard of the research lab at rapid speed.
“Magical power as a seven-dimensional wave.”
Three dimensions for space, one for time, two for mind and consciousness, one for origin.
Therefore, the solution that achieved stabilization could not be a simple real number—it had to yield a complex phasic quantity.
Then the chalk paused for a moment.
“This next part… I need to shift the perspective to magical engineering. That’s it.”
It was pure intuition. Starting with instinct, but Jeong Su-jin pressed forward anyway.
The three core axes of AMP’s internal structure. Based on the blueprint, the Mana Inductor receives and stores the flow of magical power.
The Phase Transformer adjusts the frequency, and the Binding Circuit anchored to the output channel is critical.
Suddenly Jeong Su-jin’s eyes lit up.
‘That’s it. The equation problem is the Binding Circuit!’
Previously, they’d used a single equation Ψ = k·Φ (Ψ: output, Φ: incoming mana),
but in reality, stabilization seemed possible only by adding terms for phase lag and wave interference.
Jeong Su-jin’s thoughts accelerated.
The mana flow coming in over time, the phase angle following magical wave dynamics. She calculated the ratio of resonance loss rate to amplification coefficient.
If the denominator term becomes zero here, runaway occurs. Therefore, stable conditions can be derived!
Converting the mana inflow by phase angle and integrating it, the value balancing loss rate and amplification rate is the stabilized output.
It’s possible. This is it!
“Seuil! Run the predictive model for me!”
“Kek-kek-kek, human. You know no surrender. I’ll offer my admiration for that stupidity and calculate once more.”
Jeong Su-jin watched Seuil with eyes that held equal parts tension and hope.
Seuil’s calculation began. Each time it happened, his eyes spun in their sockets in a rather grotesque fashion.
How much time had passed?
“Cook-cook-cook.”
Seuil laughed.
The usually off-beat laughter was steady this time.
Which meant……
“Human, the blueprint appears to be complete. No—it’s more than that. The effect and range of AMP have been expanded.”
Seuil projected the formulas and predictive models with a beam projector.
Hope settled across Jeong Su-jin’s face.
“With this… the Association will take another hit.”
The Association’s mages were more sensitive to AMP than anyone.
They’d countered the brief duration and limited range by keeping their distance and either planting spare Mana Stones nearby or carrying them, but now an upgraded AMP had arrived to neutralize that strategy.
Jeong Su-jin waited for Jeong Hyun-soo with a pounding heart.
Unless she was busy as usual, this was the Contractor who would summon her to hear of the results.
But.
“…What’s this?”
Jeong Hyun-soo didn’t respond today.
It was truly a groundbreaking discovery.
For the first time, the very person who had waited for this more than anyone failed to arrive, leaving Jeong Su-jin with nothing but endless waiting.
“Ah… damn contract.”
She hadn’t anticipated that Jeong Hyun-soo might leave her hanging, so reaching out first seemed unlikely to help.
“Heh-heh! Young human! How much longer will you remain weak!”
On the other side, Oil bounded around the Seongso.
Jeong Su-jin had nothing to do but watch Jeong Woon-chan move his slender arms and legs as they trained together.
“…What is this?”
For some reason, she felt a vague sense of disappointment.
“You said you’d make me kimchi stew when we get back to Korea, human!”
Continued in the next episode ▶
The Sole Devourer of Regression
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