The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 110

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#Episode 110
Agents.
They were indispensable to the Colosseum-type Gate.
They were far more than simple intermediaries.
Managing contracts with Hunters was merely the foundation of their role.
They solicited combat matches, negotiated appearance fees, cultivated favorable alliances—their influence extended across countless domains.
To draw a parallel with reality, they simultaneously embodied the roles of promoter, broker, and agent in mixed martial arts and professional boxing.
They were the tongue, eyes, and ears of the combat fighters.
Sometimes they were negotiators; sometimes they were cunning con artists.
Moreover, they contracted not only with Hunters but also with NPCs—the entities dwelling within the Gate itself.
Consequently, it was no exaggeration to say that the prosperity of the Colosseum-type Gate rested in the hands of these agents.
Nearly every match was orchestrated by them.
‘Right, I recall hearing from past colleagues that one needs an agent to operate in the Colosseum-type Gate.’
I had overheard my former comrades discussing agents before, so I possessed at least a general understanding of their function.
From what I understood, one’s entire destiny within the Colosseum-type Gate hinged upon which agent you contracted with.
Who you fought, what appearance fees you commanded, how matches were arranged—
An agent’s role was to orchestrate all these elements from behind the scenes.
Hunters fortunate enough to secure capable agents accumulated impressive win records and substantial wealth, while those who failed to do so often perished in obscurity after grueling struggles.
This was why Hunters operating within the Colosseum-type Gate frequently exchanged stories about their agents.
A Hunter’s growth, profit, and fame all depended upon their agent’s competence—this was no mere exaggeration.
“Your expression suggests you’re already familiar with agents.”
“I’ve heard fragments here and there, though I lack detailed knowledge. Still, I grasp the general concept.”
“Then there’s no need for lengthy explanation. I hope you encounter a capable agent. Perhaps… you may even earn the attention of his selection.”
“His…?”
“The legendary agent. Every combat fighter who contracted with him ascended to the Hall of Glory and achieved tremendous success, accumulating both wealth and renown.”
“I see.”
“You possess potential, so go now. The Knights will guide you.”
“Thank you. I shall take my leave.”
I followed the Knights’ guidance as they led me forward.
“Heh heh.”
Aurelius watched my receding figure, his eyes gleaming with interest.
“A catch of this caliber would drive you mad with the desire to work immediately. You wouldn’t be able to rest for a moment, would you?”
Aurelius harbored absolute conviction that he would contract with me.
* * *
Meanwhile, the moment Minister An heard that Eun-sung had achieved a Royal Road at the Jamsil Colosseum, he immediately summoned the Hunters of the Defense Strategy Department.
They were elite 3rd and 4th-rank Hunters who had undergone rigorous background investigations, demanding aptitude assessments, and loyalty verification.
Essentially, they operated as Minister An’s personal guard unit.
They were the Defense Strategy Department’s core combat force—no exaggeration whatsoever.
“Effective immediately, you are to protect the family of Hunter Cha Eun-sung.”
“…!”
The hunters’ eyes wavered.
They were, after all, personnel assigned to protect Minister An.
Yet now they were being ordered to guard the family of a rising hunter who had only just begun to make a name for himself.
“The protection detail will cover Cha Eun-sung’s mother, Park Yeon-gyeong, and his sister, Cha Eun-ha.”
Minister An’s reasoning for such an order was straightforward.
Admiral Cha Geun-woo, Eun-sung’s father, required no additional protective forces.
A security team composed of hunters from the Navy Special Forces already stood guard at his side.
“B-but Minister. We are directly under your command….”
“Enough.”
Minister An cut him off.
“You know as well as I do—do I require protection?”
“….”
Minister An stood among the highest-ranked hunters in existence.
The very notion of 3rd or 4th-tier hunters guarding him was absurd.
Of course, rank was not the sole measure of a hunter’s worth.
“I am well aware of how exceptional you all are.”
Minister An surveyed the hunters slowly.
“You are South Korea’s finest operatives, the nation’s most precious assets. I understand this may breed resentment—tasked with protecting the family of a green, fledgling hunter. Your pride wounded, your sense of purpose questioned. You did not don this uniform for such trivial assignments.”
A former special forces commander, Minister An understood his subordinates’ thoughts intimately.
“But Hunter Cha Eun-sung is already a strategic asset of South Korea.”
“…!”
The office air grew heavy in an instant.
Minister An continued with unwavering resolve.
“Protecting his family so he may act without worry—is that not loyalty to nation and people?”
“….”
No one could refute him.
A hunter is a being that grows alongside death itself.
Excessive protection only erodes their potential for growth.
But family was different.
Most hunters fight for a simple reason.
Wealth and renown?
Power?
Some pursue personal desires, yet at their core lies family.
They fight because there are those to protect.
They risk their lives because there is somewhere to return to.
This meant family could become a hunter’s most fatal weakness.
Thus, Minister An boldly abandoned direct protection of Eun-sung, instead concentrating all efforts on safeguarding his family.
“The mission you have undertaken may well be the sole hope by which South Korea navigates this age of despair. I implore you—fulfill this duty with your utmost resolve.”
“…!”
The hunters trembled at Minister An’s earnest words.
They realized it.
How critical the protection of Eun-sung’s Mother and Sister truly was.
Call sign: Iron Blood.
It was Minister An, the man known as a steel-hearted figure without blood or tears.
The fact that he was issuing orders with such earnest gravity left no doubt that Eun-sung was a strategic national asset.
“Orders acknowledged. I will commence protective operations effective immediately.”
The protection unit commander promptly accepted Minister An’s directive.
“Thank you. I’m counting on you.”
“Yes, sir!”
The hunters responded with thunderous voices.
* * *
Late afternoon.
Cha Eun-ha, as always, made her way home from school with friends.
Despite having transferred only recently due to moving, her surroundings were perpetually filled with girls her age.
While being the younger sister of the renowned hunter Cha Eun-sung certainly helped, it was primarily her own bright and refreshing personality, combined with her strikingly beautiful appearance, that drew them to her.
Just as Eun-sung was famous for his looks, Cha Eun-ha was equally blessed with exceptional beauty.
Her mother Park Yeon-gyeong and her other mother Cha Geun-woo were both so strikingly handsome and beautiful that the term “beautiful middle-aged” hardly did them justice.
Such genes could hardly go anywhere else.
“Eun-ha, your brother was so much more handsome in person than on TV!”
“Right! I was genuinely shocked. He looked just like an actor!”
“But seriously, Eun-ha, you’re no joke either. Don’t you notice how the boys are always sneaking glances at you?”
Screech!
Three Cadillac Escalades came to an abrupt halt, blocking Cha Eun-ha’s path.
The overwhelming size and gleaming polish of the vehicles alone conveyed that these were no ordinary automobiles.
With Etherium coating, reinforced exterior panels, and specialized glass throughout, they were unmistakably armored protection vehicles.
“Are you Cha Eun-ha?”
“Y-yes, I am.”
The man who approached Cha Eun-ha wore black combat fatigues.
A plate carrier bristling with magazines and tactical gear, a holstered pistol secured to his thigh, and a rifle slung across his back.
To anyone’s eye, he was a battle-hardened combat hunter.
“I’m Team Leader Lee Jin-sung, and I’ll be taking charge of your protection from now on. Please feel free to simply call me Team Leader.”
“I… what?”
Cha Eun-ha’s eyes widened in shock.
Her friends likewise alternated their gazes between the black SUVs and the fully armed hunters, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
“As of today, you have been designated as a special protection target by the Defense Strategy Department. We will be accompanying you on all external activities, including your commute to and from school, for the foreseeable future.”
“I… what?”
Cha Eun-ha was so startled that she couldn’t form any words.
The Defense Strategy Department?
A special protection target?
Her mind felt numb as the sudden barrage of information washed over her.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere around us had completely transformed.
“Wow….”
“This is insane, seriously.”
“Hey, isn’t that the Defense Strategy Department emblem?”
The female students’ gazes fixed on the fully armed Hunters and the black Escalade.
Their eyes gleamed with a mixture of envy and admiration.
“Eun-ha’s brother really is an incredible person….”
One of her friends muttered in an awestruck voice.
Cha Eun-ha, her expression bewildered, flushed crimson.
“I, I don’t really know… my brother isn’t that amazing….”
She paused for a moment, then glanced sideways at the fully armed Hunters and the black Escalade.
“…Was he really that amazing?”
In truth, Cha Eun-ha couldn’t quite grasp whether this situation was a dream or reality.
To her, Cha Eun-sung had always been an older brother who grumbled yet looked after her.
At home, he was always in workout clothes, and he was nothing but an annoying person who only listened to their parents.
Yet because of that brother, Hunters from the Defense Strategy Department were mobilizing.
Cha Eun-ha began to dimly realize it.
Her brother might have truly become an incredible person….
* * *
The Hall of Glory Rest Area that Aurelius mentioned was, in reality, a kind of ultra-luxury lounge.
Located at the very top of the Arena, it was a space that symbolized wealth and prestige.
The floor was covered in premium carpet, and the walls and pillars were adorned with elaborate decorations of gold and jewels.
Most impressive of all was the view.
From any seat, the entire Colosseum could be seen at a glance.
The roar and heat.
And the blood and madness.
It was possible to gaze down upon every spectacle of the Arena as if I were a king myself.
And those who used such a Hall of Glory Rest Area were the most successful combatants in the Arena.
Whether Hunter or NPC, only stars with high win rates and brilliant records could claim a place here….
The moment Eun-sung stepped into the Hall of Glory Rest Area.
Clap clap clap clap clap―!
The members of the Hall of Glory Rest Area, along with attendants and staff, broke into unified applause.
Eun-sung was not flustered.
Before my regression, I had grown accustomed to receiving public attention.
On either side of Eun-sung.
“Young Master, you were truly magnificent.”
“As expected of you, Master. I am genuinely in awe.”
Seria and Serka praised Eun-sung with expressions as excited as if it were their own achievement, gazing up at him with reverence.
Serka in particular had a face that suggested she would be wagging a tail frantically if she possessed one.
“What’s all this fuss about? Don’t make such a big deal out of it.”
Eun-sung spoke in a flat, expressionless tone when a middle-aged man approached him.
A golden uniform adorned with golden embroidery.
At a glance, he was clearly a high-ranking official of this place.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Cha Eun-sung. I am Lorenzo, the manager who oversees the Hall of Glory Rest Area.”
The man who introduced himself as Lorenzo bowed deeply toward Eun-sung.
Anyone could see it was a courteous gesture, one that showed his utmost respect.
‘I’ve finally come to this place.’
Eun-sung suddenly felt a sharp pang in his chest.
Before regression.
During his days as a supporter, he had never even dared to dream of entering the Hall of Glory Rest Area.

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