Regressor Instruction Manual-Chapter 1160. Suspicion (4)

I questioned it, but all I could do in the end was nod. I wouldn’t acknowledge it either.

They probably saw me as nothing more than a doll imitating someone, and depending on the situation, they were probably furious. If they believed that the original was being held captive due to some incident, it wouldn't be strange for them to feel that way.

‘Are they not considering the possibility that Lee Ki-Young himself sent a dummy? Damn it. Is this the side effect of perfecting my image?’

“...”

Naturally, I took a moment to catch my breath.

I realized that there was no need for me to be agitated because even if I were to think about it right now, I wouldn't find the answer.

I was at the point where the fake Ki-Young theory seemed more likely, but I wasn’t at the point where I needed to acknowledge it. I wasn’t feeling sorry for myself; it was more like there was no solid evidence to support it.

Of course, there were a few situational factors, but...

‘What are you guys going to do if I’m the real one? Huh?’

'Just you wait. I really won’t forgive you.'

I started tapping my thigh again, and I heard Sun Hee-Young's voice once again.

[Before we declare the 21st Legion’s stance, we would like to make it clear that we’re not enemies of Rohen.]

“...”

[The things that occurred in Rohen up until now was a small misunderstanding on our part, and the Monarch of Sunset is feeling really bad about the unfortunate incident that happened in the North.]

‘There’s no way Hyun-Sung will feel bad about it. He won't say anything like that...’

[If we get what we want, the 21st Legion is prepared to return anytime, and the Saint of Flower and Fertility will become the starting point in working out the small misunderstanding between us.

[In addition, I believe our legion can be of great help in solving some of the issues you’re facing. The 21st Legion has the power to either support the people of Rohen or abandon them.]

[The Monarch of Sunset is deeply concerned about the pointless fights and sacrifices, and we aim to resolve this issue through conversation and understanding rather than through violence. It’s not that we don’t understand how you feel, but we ask that you make a realistic decision.]

Unlike Sun Hee-Young, who was speaking calmly and rationally, I could feel Kim Hyun-Sung losing his sense of reason. Even though I couldn’t see him, I had a feeling about how things were unfolding.

I was sure they said they needed to do something in order to calm down the incredibly agitated Kim Hyun-Sung. When he took over that Flesh and Gore or whatever, he wasn't in his right mind.

‘I’m sure Kim Hyun-Sung’s tantrum and the finances of the legion are in a mess.’

The legion probably couldn’t stop thinking about how they caused too much trouble. If they hadn’t been heading north for the Northern Expedition, they would have had some funds to spare, but even the 21st Legion lacked the resources to cover all bases.

Even if they had that much resources, they would still be stuck having to deal with the aftermath, as they lacked the time to strengthen their foundation.

If I were in his shoes, I would resort to using this method as well.

[Like I said earlier, we only want one thing—the Saint of Flower and Fertility.]

“...”

[However, I would like to make it clear that you won’t get a second chance. The price for betraying the legion is death. I’m not looking down on Rohen’s small victory, but don’t exaggerate the significance of this victory.]

“...”

[It’s a meaningless and worthless victory. The reason you managed to take back this place was due to the failure of that lowly, ignorant demon, not the failure of the legion. The power of the legion is clearly above the people of Rohen.]

Sun Hee-Young gathered her hands quietly. I could feel her flowing hair gradually taking over this place. Her eyes, which once radiated gentleness and tenderness, grew cold, becoming filled with malice and hatred.

Although I wasn’t sure what she was being hostile toward, Saint Bell City was engulfed by malice that was close to madness. All my hair stood on ned, and goosebumps broke out all over me.

It had been a while since I had seen that kind of look from her.

“...”

“...”

In the end, she spoke with no emotion in her eyes.

[The price for betraying kindness is death.]

‘Yeah... she had quite the temper as well...’

[One week.]

“...”

[You have one week.]

It felt strange, and I was sure everyone felt the same way. Her gaze, which didn’t seem to see humans as humans, was disturbingly strange. I saw undead creatures rising from the depths of her dark holy power.

Instead of skeletons with just bones, grotesque corpses were rising one after the other, filling the space. Although it was a bit different from our approach, the sight reminded me of her title.

The Saint of Forsaken...

“Keegh...”

“Kyaaaaaaaaah!”

The forsaken ones rose in response to her call. There were so many of them that I got tired of looking at them, but it was enough to prevent me from making any logical judgements.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

The black nun gathered her hands again while crying as if she were praying for those who were going to die.

‘Damn it, damn it. You guys aren’t going to abandon me, right?’

“...”

‘William and Emilia. You guys aren’t going to abandon me, right? You’ll protect me, right?’

It didn’t make sense for me to go there. How I was going to get treated when I went there wasn’t important. The problem was that I would be deviating from the plan, and it was the one thing I couldn't do.

‘Someone say something.’

“...”

“...”

‘Someone please say something.’

Everyone seemed to be at a loss for words. I was sure they realized that she was completely different from Chalkis. After a while, one of the bystanders looked around nervously before saying, “I-I think... we should discuss the next step.”

‘The next step?’

“I don’t understand what you mean by the next step,” William said.

‘Will, you don’t need to answer so coldly from the start. He hasn’t said anything yet. I don’t think they’re crazy enough to sacrifice me.’

“Is there a need to discuss this?” William asked.

“No... it’s not that... but didn’t see that just now? There was a huge number of undead creatures a-and... that strange nun. There were enough corpses to create a mountain of them.

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"When I suggested that we discuss the next step... I wasn’t talking about Mr. Lee Ki-Young... I'm talking about how we should protect Saint Bell moving forward... and our next course of actions,” they replied.

“...”

“...”

Look at them reading the room.

‘Especially the ones who were lining up to butter me up—yeah, you guys give me the creeps.’

Of course, they couldn’t just outright say it, and even if they got the chance, they wouldn’t be able to say it so easily.

How could they give me up when I had contributed the most in the Saint Bell operation? Unless they were lunatics with no social skills, they wouldn’t be able to suggest that.

Obviously, they would eventually start feeling anxious. As the days went by, they’d spend more time wondering about her offer. Their faces told me that they knew there was no hope. They finally realized what they were up against and what they had to overcome to achieve victory.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Lee Ki-Young,” William said.

“...”

“I have no intention of agreeing to such ridiculous demands,” he reassured me.

'Really?'

‘It’s true that what she was demanding was ridiculous, and there’s no guarantee that they’ll keep their promise.’

As soon as Will recited the Fundamental Declaration, the lowlifes got up, just as I expected.

“Of course we have to protect him. No matter what anyone says, Mr. Lee Ki-Young is the treasure of Rohen.”

“It looks like the demons are terrified. Hahaha. I’m sure they realized that Mr. Lee Ki-Young has been doing a great job leading the players.”

“If that wasn’t the case, how would they know what he’s been doing...”

“I’m glad we managed to buy a week’s time. It’s an opportunity for us and a bad move for them.”

'But why do you guys look worried? Obviously, I appeared to be grateful.'

‘It looks like I’ve been deeply distrustful of people all along.’

I was sure some of them were already nervous, but it seemed like everyone was supporting me.

Everyone was encouraging each other as if Rohen had already become one. They shouted that they would never give in to the demons, and they vowed to protect Saint Bell no matter what until the end.

Although some were speaking out of turn, everyone was cheering me on.

Rohen had truly become one.

“Saint Bell will never lose.”

There was hope on the horizon.

“We should find a way to stop the undead creatures. We don’t have a lot of time, but let’s do our best.”

I had been waiting for this atmosphere, but that hope was bound to be broken.

“...”

Eight hours later...

“William didn't notice you guys, did he?”

“Shh, Oppa. Be quiet.”

“You really think those demons will take us in?”

“Seriously, just shut up.”

In the dead of night—around 3:29 a.m.—masked figures gathered in the bedroom of the twenty-three-year-old Flower Ki-Young, and they were all staring down at him.