The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 77

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Episode 77. The Bait (4)
“Then think it over carefully.”
Chae Mu-hyun left those words behind and departed in a luxury sedan.
Kim Chun-sik, who had been watching both Yeban and Chae Mu-hyun, immediately pulled out his smartphone.
It was a device that Jeong Su-jin had created, equipped with anti-tracking magic and wiretap prevention enchantments.
Remarkably, it had received praise from the Blood Alliance’s own evaluations as a product of unprecedented quality.
“Yes, the contact just concluded. Chae Mu-hyun appears to be heading back, and Yeban seems to be deliberating.”
Then Jeong Hyun-soo’s voice came through from the other end of the line.
— Chae Mu-hyun will remain in the vicinity, so pinpoint his location precisely and don’t lose sight of it. The real work starts now.
A bewildering human. He seemed to possess the trait of a genuine prophet—his insight was almost uncanny, defying adequate description.
Where had he found this regenerator from this time?
‘And just like he said, Chae Mu-hyun came looking.’
It felt like riding a double-bladed sword.
Kim Chun-sik set aside, for now, his thought of asking him next time about his prophetic ways—whether there was something hidden beneath his feet.
“But… is it all right to leave him like this? Shouldn’t we make contact ourselves and at least explain the whole situation…?”
It was a matter of some ethical concern. If things went wrong, there was no telling what fate would befall the regenerator Yeban.
In fact, he still didn’t know for certain whether the human experimentation facility Jeong Hyun-soo had mentioned actually existed.
Wasn’t it something so secretive that even the Blood Alliance hadn’t fully grasped it?
— Unfortunately, Yeban lacks intelligence.
Jeong Hyun-soo’s response was startling.
“Pardon?”
— Strangely, everyone with a Regeneration Ability trait seems to have their heads set in concrete. If you tell him, he’ll just get himself exposed, and the entire operation falls apart.
Where did such certainty come from?
Jeong Hyun-soo was flatly declaring that Yeban Mikhailovich Drakov was stupid.
“You could say he’s straightforward, in a charitable light. But if you put it that way, he’ll definitely give it away.”
So the instruction was to watch carefully and keep a close eye on him.
After the call ended, Kim Chun-sik found himself thinking something.
“…So what does he take me for?”
He desperately wanted to avoid being treated like an idiot the way Yeban was.
“Who does he think you are.”
Kim Chun-sik grumbled irritably to himself, but his eyes never left Yeban.
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Yeban headed home with food in both hands.
Before the cold born from Siberia’s icy Magical Realm, it was merely a threadbare windbreaker—but even so, it was an invaluably precious home.
A nest cherished beyond measure, where his most beloved family waited.
To make that shelter even a little warmer, Yeban had journeyed to Siberia once more today.
“I’m home.”
“Brother……”
“You’re back?”
As Yeban stepped inside, his younger siblings who had been sitting by the fireplace welcomed him.
His younger sister, Anna Mikhailovna Drakova, and his younger brother, Nikita Mikhailovich Drakov.
“Yeah, yeah. Nikita, how was school today?”
Yeban scooped up Nikita, who came rushing toward him.
“It was fine. I had classes and played with the other kids, then came home.”
“What did you learn?”
“Mathematics. I learned equations. They said I need to learn this so I can apply it to Gate Magicology later!”
“…Gate equations? What’s that?”
“Gate Magicology! I told you about it before!”
“Nikita!”
Anna, who had been listening to the exchange, immediately fixed Nikita with a stern gaze.
“How can you talk to your brother like that? He could forget things.”
“But I told you last time, and the time before that. I’ve told you so many times!”
“It’s… okay. You told me, Nikita, and I just forgot. That’s my fault.”
“Still! Apologize to your brother right now!”
At Anna’s words, Nikita bowed his head deeply.
“You need to remember who pays for your school. Do you have any idea how your brother keeps us fed?”
“Anna, that’s… enough.”
“No. This is something that needs to be corrected. Nikita! If you don’t apologize right now, you won’t go to school tomorrow. You’ll come work in the mines with me instead.”
The reason Anna stayed at home was to help Nikita.
Each morning, the girl woke Nikita, fed him breakfast, then sent him off to school.
Then she set Yeban’s meal separately, packed him a lunch box, and went to the restaurant to wash the dishes.
It was because of Yeban’s request. Unlike Nikita, Anna at least knew that Yeban risked his life venturing into the Magical Realm.
“…I’m sorry, brother.”
“It’s fine. Anna, stop it. Come on, let’s eat!”
Soon Yeban’s favorite hour arrived.
The evening meal when the whole family gathered together. The dishes Anna had prepared came to the table.
Borscht, a deep red soup made from beets, and Kartoshka Frizariennaya, potatoes sliced thin and fried in butter.
And finally, white bread with pickled cucumbers.
In the cramped kitchen, the sole kettle steamed and smoked with black tea brewing inside.
Today, for some reason, Yeban ate more slowly than usual.
“Brother, is something wrong?”
“Ah… I just wanted to ask you something.”
“What is it? Tell me.”
Yeban was not clever. His stubborn nature was his strength, and fortunately, he wasn’t stupid.
So he always asked Anna, whose mind worked quickly.
“What do you think… about becoming a Hunter?”
Anna’s expression darkened sharply.
“Brother, absolutely not.”
A Hunter was, in every sense, the symbol of success.
The conventional wisdom was that if you could do it, you should—but in countries like Russia or China, that wisdom was only half true.
To be born into a good family was a blessing, but unfortunately, the Drakoff family was not.
Once you registered and worked as a Hunter, you fell completely under state control.
Yeban would never see his family again.
Moreover, anyone with sense knew that when people like Yeban became Hunters, they became human shields for the state-favored Hunters.
“Not in Russia, I mean…”
“That’s even worse!”
Anna objected. It wasn’t simple loyalty to her country.
“If you do that, assassins from the Kremlin Palace will come after you!”
Russia was a nation that always took retribution against one thing and one thing only: a Russian Hunter who betrayed the state and worked abroad.
Of course, only against that Hunter.
“…But Anna. South Korea, he said. They’ll take our whole family and protect us thoroughly.”
……
“The salary is absurd. Read it.”
Yeban handed her the contract that the Hunter from South Korea had brought.
It was written in Russian.
“Songgwang?”
Anna knew the name. No matter how remote and backward their village was, information reached them.
South Korea was oddly powerful as a Hunter nation, and she also knew that Songgwang was one of the top ten Guilds there.
‘They want brother?’
Anna didn’t know what ability Yeban possessed.
He had refused vehemently, and when she tried to follow him one day, no ordinary person could survive the cold of Siberia’s Magical Realm.
So that’s where he must have been going.
In any case.
“Do you know this person?”
“I don’t remember meeting them, but… they said they were helped by me once. The ability I showed them then… seems… really necessary.”
The contract terms were too good.
“In South Korea… everyone gets this much. Even entry-level…”
Even so, it was top-tier salary here in Vladivostok.
And they’d provide housing and even send them to school.
‘Even citizenship, if wanted?’
The conditions were far too generous.
“Brother, wait a moment.”
Anna turned on the computer, which was nearly an antique. The internet was slow, but searching was still barely possible.
When she looked it up, the terms matched what scouts from various countries offered.
More than they deserved, but exactly what a true Hunter should receive.
“If I… do well, I could earn more.”
To avoid suspicion, they’d first start with language education, then a background verification program.
Songgwang would do everything possible to protect the Drakoff family—as long as the Drakoffs didn’t betray Songgwang.
‘Well, that’s only natural.’
No matter how she looked at the contract, it seemed flawless. Anna wrestled with her decision.
Right now, the abandoned eastern reaches of Siberia’s Magical Realm—Vladivostok—is hell.
If you have power, you’re conscripted by force. If you don’t, the cold will freeze you to death.
“I know. We can’t live like this forever.”
But in the end, I have no choice but to lean on him again.
To be honest, dying terrifies me.
But if something happens to Yeban, both our lives will become miserable anyway.
“If it’s going to be hard either way… we might as well live somewhere better.”
At Yeban’s words, Anna finally gave her consent after much deliberation.
“First, let’s meet this person who claims to be from the Guild.”
The next day, Yeban called Chae Mu-hyun directly, and a meeting was arranged for the day after.
“Yeban, and who is this beside you?”
“My… sister.”
“Ah, I see. Pleased to meet you. I’m Chae Mu-hyun of Songgwang.”
A neat man in an impeccable suit—the kind Anna would never see in her lifetime.
From the watch he wore to every detail of his attire, nothing lacked refinement.
“But why bring your sister along?”
“There’s… something I wanted to ask.”
Yeban spoke with slight hesitation. It was because of Anna’s instructions.
Anna regarded Yeban’s artlessness as a weakness, so she’d made him memorize his questions before meeting Chae Mu-hyun.
“What is it?”
“…Russia’s… government… kills… Hunters… who defect.”
Chae Mu-hyun smiled widely.
“Of course we’re aware of that. If you enter into a contract with us, we’re naturally prepared to activate a protection program.”
Yeban fell silent. Anna had told him not to open his mouth unless he knew the answer.
“Since this is the crux of the matter, I think it’s appropriate to explain broadly. It’s simple yet complex, but the gist is staging a death.”
“Staging?”
“Yes. You see, the Drakoff family will simply meet a tragic end in the Magical Realm when an unfortunate encounter with a Magical Beast occurs, and thus you’ll exit Russia. Honestly, what kind of remarkable life were you living in Russia that anyone would remember your faces? The local mayor’s probably still playing around with a woman younger than his own daughter in his office.”
Chae Mu-hyun’s words were persuasive.
And naturally, contempt flickered across Jeong Hyun-soo’s face as he watched through eavesdropping equipment provided by the Blood Alliance and Jeong Su-jin’s gear.
“…That’s exactly a hostage situation.”
Chae Mu-hyun had seen through Yeban’s weakness.
Having watched carefully to ensure the bait had been swallowed long ago, he would certainly know of Yeban’s affection for his family.
In fact, Chae Mu-hyun was sneering inwardly.
‘So he put some thought into it. Not that it matters.’
He knew Yeban was stupid and stubborn.
Once Songgwang quietly secured custody of his family without anyone knowing, Yeban would become nothing but an experimental subject—a stepping stone for Songgwang’s advancement.
An immortal body. That’s what Chae Mu-sik desired most.
And Yeban was being prepared as the crucial foundation for that very experiment.
If death came the same way either path, he might as well die serving Chae Mu-hyun himself.
With that thought, Chae Mu-hyun licked his lips.
Continued in next chapter ▶
The Regressor’s Monopoly
Author
Cheon Ya
Publishers
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Published by
Grae Publishing
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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