The Regressor Plays the Game Too Well - Chapter 78

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Episode 78
Episode 78
This is incredible.
Truly incredible.
It couldn’t be any other way.
All this from just a few hunts.
Jin-woo examined his stats as he thought this.
Twelve levels gained from a single battle!
[Jin-woo]
*Level: 69
*Class: War God
*Titles: 『Irregular』 and 56 others
*Strength—241.4 (142+99.4)
*Stamina—241.4 (142+99.4)
*Agility—241.4 (142+99.4)
*Mana—241.4 (142+99.4)
*Bonus Stats—66
*Your current level is frozen due to your second class advancement.
*All experience gained is currently being accumulated.
Twelve levels from a single battle—does that even make sense?
But look at that last line.
The one that makes me sigh involuntarily.
Well, there’s nothing I can do about it.
A second class advancement at level 70?
How perfectly inconvenient.
At least experience is accumulating, I suppose?
Otherwise I’d be furious right now.
‘Most other classes are doing their third advancement at level 70, but War God is only on the second.’
In the Pantheon system, there are normally advancement stages—first, second, third, and so on.
Of course, hidden classes follow the same structure.
I simply didn’t know about the God series because there was no information on it.
Now I’ve learned the hard way.
Not that I wanted to.
The real problem is that I can’t learn anything more about the War God class.
It never appeared before my regression, after all.
How am I supposed to handle something I don’t know?
At least there’s one silver lining…
‘A quest appeared.’
Though that quest is somewhat annoying, to be honest.
[The War God’s Second Step (1)]
*Description: The God of War, it is said, has never ceased battle at any moment.
Naturally, those who serve the God of War were no different.
However, because they perpetually enjoyed combat, they could not fit in anywhere, and it is said they are now holed up in quite a harsh terrain, endlessly continuing their battles amongst themselves.
Find those who serve you and reach the Temple.
*Quest: Find the Temple of the God of War in the Damp Mountainous Region, Eltura.
*Reward: God of War, Second Step (2)
*This is a Quest that only those possessing the Demonic Sword can obtain.
Look at this.
Another linked Quest.
This means I can’t do power-leveling again.
And the Damp Mountainous Region, Eltura?
‘That’s located at the southernmost point of the Inkarun Empire.’
What kind of secondary Quest appears across the entire continent?
At level 70, or more precisely at 69, there’s no way to travel to other regions.
But when this Quest appeared, I initially thought it might be a system error.
Look at the last line.
It says the Quest appeared because I possess the Demonic Sword.
What can I say.
It appeared because I have a means to travel to other regions.
‘Sigh.’
Well, it’s not bad since I have nothing to do after the territorial war anyway.
But the cooldown on the Demonic Sword still has 4 days remaining.
In comparison, the territorial war is tomorrow.
That leaves a full 3 days.
Even if I hunt during that time, my level won’t increase.
But I can’t just not hunt either, so what can I do about this lack of motivation.
It’s really troublesome.
What? I’m not concerned about the territorial war?
Why would I concern myself with such a thing.
I’m going to win anyway.
‘It’s pathetically easy.’
Jin-woo chuckled at that thought.
Originally, Jin-woo hadn’t thought this way at first.
No matter how remarkable Jin-woo was, a territorial war was still a territorial war.
Even flying and crawling, it was difficult for one person to seize and shake the entire battlefield.
Jin-woo understood that well too.
‘But now that I’ve confirmed my skills, there’s no need for that.’
What can I do about the truth.
I have confidence I can overwhelm everything by myself.
Anyway, so where is Jin-woo heading now?
It was simple.
I was heading toward the Outpost of Garn Territory.
I’d made up some excuse about training, but still.
It was important to scout the place once before the territorial war began.
However,
‘The atmosphere is no joke.’
No matter where I looked, all I could sense was a bleak, oppressive mood.
The officers were doing their best to boost morale, pushing the soldiers through drills with grim determination.
Yet the shadows beneath their eyes and across their faces showed no sign of lifting.
It was inevitable, really.
Garn Territory and Millia Territory differed fundamentally in military strength.
From what I’d heard on the way here, Garn Territory’s forces numbered just under two thousand.
Meanwhile, Millia Territory commanded five thousand troops.
On top of that, they had four Knight Orders as well.
‘With such a disparity in strength, how could morale possibly be high?’
But it didn’t matter.
Why?
Because I was here!
Jin-woo was grinning smugly to himself with such confidence when
a woman’s gaze fell upon him with unmistakable displeasure.
A female mercenary whose expression radiated genuine fury.
None other than Aria, captain of the Blue Water Drop Mercenary Company.
“…Are you Jin-woo?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“…You’re late. Or should I say you’re early? I heard you were going to train first.”
“Yes, I made better progress than expected, so I joined up quickly.”
Her tone was quite sharp.
Jin-woo answered with a smile, unbothered.
She had every right to be angry.
Wasn’t this a rebuke for disappearing to train and only now showing up?
Such criticism was fair enough to accept.
“It would have been better if you’d arrived just before the territorial war. Ah, I’m late with my introduction. I’m with the Blue Water Drop mercenary—”
“Wait! You’re Captain Aria?”
“Pardon?”
Aria stared at Jin-woo with surprised eyes, apparently not expecting an adventurer to recognize her.
But Jin-woo paid her no mind, his eyes widening with interest.
To think I’d meet Aria in a place like this.
This was quite a significant discovery.
Why?
There were a few NPCs that anyone who’d played Pantheon before the regression would remember.
And Aria was one of them.
There weren’t many individuals considered truly important across the continent.
Gruen and Wirun were certainly among them.
But so was Aria.
The Blue Water Drop Mercenary Company?
That hardly mattered.
Aria herself was what truly mattered.
‘The Holy Maiden Aria.’
It seemed she hadn’t awakened to her true nature yet.
But I knew well.
That this Aria would later be called the Holy Maiden.
As I was thinking such thoughts.
Aria let out a brief, flustered cough.
“Ahem, so you do know of me.”
“Ah, how could I not? You’re quite renowned.”
“Ahem, thank you. Recently, Sir Jin-woo, you’ve also been making quite a name for yourself. I’ve heard much about your exploits.”
“Ah, I’m hardly worthy of such praise. Thank you.”
Aria blushed slightly at her own embarrassment, offering me her compliments.
She held my accomplishments in high regard as well.
Especially defeating the Demon Sword—surely that was a heroic deed worthy of legend.
But what mattered most was that Wirun and Gruen had acknowledged me.
What greater achievement could there be in the Deron Kingdom?
Their recognition meant I possessed strength to match.
Aria’s heart eased with this reasoning.
But that sentiment belonged to her alone.
“The Outpost doesn’t view Sir Jin-woo particularly favorably.”
“Yes, I understand. They think a foreign adventurer serving as a mercenary in a territorial dispute won’t amount to much, and arriving late to train only reinforces that doubt.”
Aria was slightly startled by my accurate assessment.
She’d thought me arrogant.
Young, yet already acknowledged by two great figures, and having defeated the Demon Sword no less.
Anyone would be forgiven for becoming conceited.
Yet I evaluated myself with such objectivity.
It was surprising.
“Even if I face prejudice or dislike, I can understand it. Evaluation is ultimately determined by results, so I’ll prove myself through action.”
Aria nodded at my words.
That was the right answer.
“Then follow me. I’ll guide you to the command tent.”
“Thank you.”
I answered thus and smiled faintly.
Earning Aria’s favor could never be a bad thing.
The future Saint, no less.
Now that I think about it.
When did she start being called a Saint?
I remembered it.
Jin-woo found himself suddenly recalling it while lost in thought.
‘Ah.’
None other than this very battlefield where I now stood.
It was during the territorial war between Garn Territory and Millia Territory.
Why had I forgotten about this?
Well, it couldn’t be helped.
A territorial war that only appeared in the settings—how important could Aria’s awakening during such a conflict possibly be?
I had no choice but to forget it.
Could it be that my participation would actually change something?
For a moment, such worry crossed my mind.
But Jin-woo shook his head.
‘No way! The Developer wouldn’t have overlooked something like that and just left it as is, right? The Saint’s awakening would happen elsewhere too!’
Jin-woo smiled contentedly with that thought.
Completely unaware that such “no way” moments were what caught people off guard.
* * *
“It’s quite extraordinary, isn’t it?”
“Uuughhhh.”
“Still, I suppose we should be grateful the level cap held firm?”
“Uuuggghhhh.”
“Sigh, Lee Yeon—no, Developer, please try to compose yourself.”
Lee Yeon lifted her head momentarily at the Secretary’s words.
But she immediately buried her face back into the desk, letting out inhuman wails.
“Uuuggghhhh.”
Seeing Lee Yeon consumed entirely by despair, the Secretary could only shake her head.
Well, there was no helping it.
Lee Yeon had been shocked seeing Jin-woo actually use the stats and skills she’d only theorized about.
How could anyone not be shocked witnessing such a thing?
Even the Secretary had been astounded.
“But couldn’t Aria awaken again later?”
“Hnngh, which means I’d have to plan and design it all over again.”
“Well, that’s your job as the Developer, isn’t it?”
“Uuuggghhhh.”
Lee Yeon despaired at the thought of overtime due to this new development.
Why did Jin-woo have to go and make it possible to win a territorial war that was obviously meant to be lost?
Could she somehow prevent his participation here?
No, it was impossible.
What could I possibly offer to stop this?
Should I send a System Message as the Developer saying I’ll provide separate compensation if the Quest fails?
Even Lee Yeon had entertained such thoughts.
But that could never work.
It’s something I could do, but absolutely shouldn’t.
A GM directly intervening like this?
Even the worst games don’t get this bad.
And that user Jin-woo is always recording everything anyway.
“Sigh.”
There was no elegant solution.
And suddenly bolstering Millia Territory’s military strength was equally impossible.
I could do it, but if I pushed too hard with the enhancement, the entire system could collapse.
It might actually create more overtime work instead.
No matter how hard I thought, no answer came to me, so I could only sigh.
Really, there was only one way.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to work overtime.”
“Hey! I already know that!”
“Then why not start right now?”
“Because I don’t want to!”
“But you still need Saint Aria’s awakening. The longer we delay it, the worse it becomes.”
“Ugh, what have I done to suffer like this over one user.”
With that, Lee Yeon settled properly into her seat.
I really had to do this now.
‘I really don’t want to do this.’
But what choice did I have?
I had to do it.
Still, the secondary class Quest bothered me.
The God series had given each secondary class freedom of choice.
Multiple paths branched out from there.
Having the Demon Sword seemed to have unlocked a different direction.
‘Ah, forget it. Let me handle this first.’
The Saint was more important right now anyway.
That’s all Lee Yeon could think about.

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