The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 79

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#Episode 79
Before I could turn back time.
I had obtained one Orb of Wishes by chance and learned how to use it.
So I gathered three Orbs of Wishes and made a wish to the Dragon Lord.
After driving all my comrades to their deaths….
I couldn’t make the wish.
– According to the covenant passed down since the beginning of creation, I shall grant your wish.
– My wish is… Gaahhh!
– What you truly desire shall be achieved through death.
The Dragon Lord killed me without even hearing my wish.
As a result, I regressed.
To just days before I lost my Father.
But then, an Orb of Wishes was embedded in some bronze incense burner.
I had obtained all the Orbs of Wishes from inside Gates….
‘Why would an item like an Orb of Wishes be in a department store’s luxury section…?’
I approached the display window and examined the Orb of Wishes embedded in the bronze incense burner closely.
“This, this can’t be right.”
I found myself instinctively stepping backward.
The state of the Orb of Wishes was strange.
The Orb of Wishes embedded in the bronze incense burner was different from what I knew.
The engraved rune patterns were different.
[Orb of Intellect]
★★★★★★★★★★
The Dragon Lord’s second Orb of Wishes.
(Appraisal required!)
“A second one… existed?”
I couldn’t believe it.
As far as I knew, there were only three Orbs of Wishes in total….
‘Then this incense burner is….’
I examined the bronze incense burner with the embedded Orb of Wishes carefully.
[Dragon Summoning Brazier]
★★★★★★★★★★
An incense burner that summons dragons.
(Appraisal required!)
“This, this is….”
I froze completely.
It was shocking enough that a fifth Orb of Wishes existed, but an item that could summon dragons?
Moreover, seeing that the Dragon Summoning Brazier had seven holes in total….
“…Were there seven from the beginning?”
I muttered to myself, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over me.
I had thought there were originally three Orbs of Fortune, but learning there were five felt like my understanding of the world had been turned upside down.
“Hey! Cha Eun-sung!”
“Oppa!”
Eun-ha and Ra Si-hyun spotted Eun-sung and called out, but there was no way he could hear them over the noise.
“Sir, I apologize, but would you mind stepping back?”
A security guard with a compact rifle concealed beneath his suit jacket approached and stopped Eun-sung.
Given the times, even South Korea—famous for its public safety—had been experiencing armed robberies with increasing frequency.
“Ah, my apologies.”
“Sir?”
“Yes?”
“That’s the store entrance over there. You need to go this way….”
“I want to buy it.”
Eun-sung turned his head sharply and spoke.
“Pardon?”
“I like it.”
Eun-sung pointed at the Primal Dragon Wall and smiled.
* * *
Kirschie, France’s premier luxury fashion house, was a brand known as the finest of the finest.
Kirschie wasn’t merely a brand that produced clothing and handbags.
It also dealt in various objects—tableware such as forks, plates, and cutlery, as well as lighting fixtures and ceramics necessary for interior design.
“Welcome, sir. What product are you looking for?”
The sales associate approached Eun-sung with a smile.
“That one over there—I’d like to purchase it.”
“I see, sir. Unfortunately, I’m truly sorry, but sales of that item are restricted to select clientele only.”
True to the brand’s notorious reputation for ruthless sales policies, they weren’t going to make this easy.
“It was specially supplied to Korea from the French headquarters….”
“Pfft.”
Eun-sung couldn’t help but laugh despite himself.
“Sir? Why did you suddenly laugh?”
“Ah, my apologies. A funny thought just occurred to me.”
“Ah, I see….”
The reason Eun-sung had laughed was that he’d recalled the current situation in France.
For years now, the country had been embroiled in civil war ever since the government collapsed under the weight of hunter factions composed of immigrants—so what was the French headquarters even thinking?
“But what exactly do you mean by restricting sales to select clientele?”
“Sales are only permitted to those who meet the conditions recognized by headquarters.”
It sounded like the issue wasn’t money, but rather the buyer’s ‘status’.
By thoroughly filtering out the nouveau riche, they seemed intent on maintaining the brand’s prestige….
“Oppa, what are you doing here?”
“Are you buying something?”
Eun-ha and Ra Si-hyun appeared, laden with shopping bags.
“Oh, you’re here. I need to talk to the manager for a moment, so pick out whatever you want. Don’t worry about the cost.”
“Cha Eun-sung, what are you talking about? Did you take out a loan?”
“This is a really expensive brand….”
Instead of answering, I turned to face the sales associate.
“One moment, please. I need to make a call.”
I placed a call to someone.
“Yes, it’s me. I apologize for bothering you when you’re busy. Oh, it’s nothing major. I’m at a department store with my family. There’s something I’d like to purchase. Yes, yes.”
After the call ended.
“Please wait just a moment.”
“Yes, sir.”
About five minutes passed.
“Are you Hunter Cha Eun-sung?”
The store manager appeared, smoothly displaced the sales associate, and offered me a warm smile.
“We received word from the Defense Strategy Department. It’s an honor to assist you. We’re always grateful for your service as a Hunter.”
“You’re too kind.”
“Would it be acceptable if we guided you to our private salon?”
The eyes of the sales associate who had been attending to me widened in shock.
Access to Kirschie’s private salon was something even most wealthy corporate wives couldn’t easily obtain.
“Would cash payment be acceptable? Gold bars or Etherium work as well.”
“Of course, we’ll accommodate whatever payment method is most convenient for Hunter Eun-sung. Please, this way.”
“Thank you.”
Thirty minutes later.
The Primordial Dragon Wall and the Immortal Saint Spear embedded within it became mine.
The transaction took time because the sales staff had to bring cash counters to tally the money.
“Sir, if you provide your address, we’ll deliver it safely to your home within three days.”
“That won’t be necessary.”
“Pardon?”
“I’ll take it with me now.”
“S-sir!”
I stepped out of the private salon and approached the displayed Primordial Dragon Wall.
With a soft whoosh, the Primordial Dragon Wall and the Immortal Saint Spear were absorbed into my card.
[You have acquired the Primordial Dragon Wall.]
[You have acquired the Immortal Saint Spear.]
The manager, sales associates, and other customers all stood with their mouths agape.
“We would be honored if you visited us again. Kirschie will always look forward to seeing Hunter Eun-sung. Farewell.”
“Farewell.”
The manager and all the sales associates bowed deeply at ninety degrees to me.
Behind my departing group, department store concierge staff followed along, laden with shopping bags.
“I sincerely apologize for earlier.”
The armed guard who had stopped me offered a quiet apology.
“It’s fine. Thank you for your hard work.”
Eun-sung’s steps were light and cheerful.
The Primordial Dragon Wall and the Fifth Orb of Righteousness.
Who would have thought that items capable of potentially reshaping the world’s balance—far more than mere equipment—could be purchased with money at a department store’s luxury boutique?
‘It must be because their grade is so high that no one recognized their true value.’
Hunters perceive all things through their own lens.
Items and runes were no exception.
At this point in time, the highest-ranked hunters were approximately 7-star grade, so it was hardly surprising that ordinary hunters failed to recognize the worth of the 10-star Primordial Dragon Wall and Orb of Righteousness.
In Eun-sung’s case, he was an existence of such caliber that HunterLink permitted him a 10-star secondary account.
Though he had returned to the past, his discernment had not dulled—which made this discovery possible.
The hunter who had handed the Primordial Dragon Wall and Orb of Righteousness to Kirschie clearly hadn’t grasped their true value either, mistaking them for mere antiques.
‘I need to get an appraisal.’
Eun-sung wanted to know the true worth of the Primordial Dragon Wall and Orb of Righteousness.
But that was a matter for later.
To appraise high-grade items and runes, he would need an appraiser of corresponding caliber.
‘What could the Dragon Lord be thinking?’
His mind suddenly grew turbulent.
‘Is it mere coincidence, or was it planned?’
But since he couldn’t uncover any facts at present, Eun-sung pushed the thought aside for now.
“Hey, Cha Eun-sung.”
“What?”
“Are you rich?”
Eun-ha, laden with shopping bags, asked Eun-sung in astonishment.
He had just purchased tens of billions of won worth of clothing, handbags, and jewelry for her.
Some of the bags were the kind ordinary people had to wait years for and accumulate hundreds of millions of won in purchase history to obtain.
“Yeah, we’re rich.”
Eun-sung grinned and replied with a smile.
* * *
The pickup truck’s cargo bed was filled with shopping bags from various luxury brands.
Park Yeon-gyeong and Cha Geun-woo seemed surprised, but neither said much.
“How about sushi for dinner? I know a good restaurant.”
After the shopping spree of a lifetime, Eun-sung asked his parents.
“A sushi restaurant? You mean the kind where they serve omakase—the chef prepares each piece fresh?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, how wonderful.”
Park Yeon-gyeong smiled, delighted at the mere thought.
“I’m in.”
“Me too.”
Eun-ha and Ra Si-hyun agreed as well.
“Sushi? Honestly, raw fish should be caught fresh and sliced right there on the boat to truly taste good.”
True to his nature as a Navy Special Forces officer, Cha Geun-woo showed a hint of reluctance.
“And besides, isn’t it expensive? If you keep indulging in things like that… Well, let’s go.”
When Cha Geun-woo’s eyes met his wife’s, he hastily changed his opinion.
Thanks to that, Eun-sung headed to Cheongdam-dong where the sushi restaurant was located, accompanied by his family.
It was an establishment that only certain people knew about, operating on a membership basis.
Naturally, since it operated strictly by reservation, same-day bookings were utterly impossible.
Even Eun-sung had only heard rumors of it and had never been there in person.
However, Eun-sung had his own methods.
Eun-sung smoothly drew out the [Fortune] card and gripped it in his hand.
Clatter!
The sound of dice rolling echoed in his ears.
[The dice showed 11!]
[Luck has increased by 110%!]
– Enjoy a happy time with your family, Master.
The voice of the Goddess of Fortune reached his ears.
‘This should do it.’
Eun-sung quietly sent a text to Lim Captain requesting a reservation at the establishment.
Your reservation has been confirmed.
You were quite fortunate.
Apparently, a private event reservation was suddenly cancelled.
Please enjoy your time….
A smile bloomed across Eun-sung’s lips.
Sushi Kenshin
Sushi Kenshin
This establishment, hidden away in who knows where, was a sushi restaurant operated by one of the world’s finest sushi artisans, ranking among the top in not just South Korea but the entire world.
After passing through narrow, maze-like corridors, Sushi Kenshin finally revealed itself—and it was truly breathtaking.
“Oh my!”
“It’s so beautiful!”
“I never knew a place like this existed….”
Park Yeon-gyeong, Cha Eun-ha, and Ra Si-hyun marveled in wonder.
Sushi Kenshin was far more than a simple sushi restaurant—it was a complex cultural space that realized a traditional Japanese luxury villa on a modest scale.
A garden landscape embodying the beauty of restraint, with ceramics and flowers placed throughout.
And a building constructed from the finest timber at that.
It was difficult to even estimate how much the interior design had cost.
With a soft creak, the door opened and the interior of the restaurant finally came into view.
It was a space bathed in warm, inviting light, with the subtle fragrance of hinoki cypress adding to its allure.
At a premium hinoki counter worth hundreds of millions of won, a neatly dressed young chef was preparing the fish.
With silent, precise knife strokes, the fatty tuna belly was sliced at perfectly uniform intervals with no margin for error.
‘Hm?’
Eun-sung’s eyes narrowed.
Shhk.
The blade used to slice fish carried an ethereal presence so faint and delicate that only the most perceptive of hunters would notice it—a whisper of ether woven into the steel itself.
‘…What is this.’
I turned to look at the chef.
I’d never considered manipulating ether with such precision before….
The knife tip came to a halt.
“Welcome.”
Our eyes met for just an instant before sliding away.
“I’m Moon Sung-mo. I look forward to working with you.”

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