Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 652: The Continent’s Savior and Hero (1)

In fact, I didn’t think the message I sent was such a huge deal.

I only sent a message with the nuance that there was a mysterious woman, a wizard named Mijin, and that Lee Kiyoung trusted her very much.

However, I could affirm that the effect would be great.

Curiosity naturally entered Jung Hayan’s face while she was staring at the Goddess’s Hand Mirror.

It was a spectacle to see her looking at it while keeping a blank expression for a while, rubbing her eyes, and it seemed that she hadn’t figured out what kind of situation it was yet. She mustn’t have had a good understanding of what kind of message she read right at that moment.

If the power that moved Kim Hyunsung was the sunset and friendship, the power that made Jung Hayan move was jealousy and anger.

Of course, she was growing steadily even without that, but wasn’t it a fact that everyone knew that what we needed at that moment wasn’t steady growth?

In order to correct the indolent Jung Hayan, a certain amount of steam pack had to be administered, and that was Mijin, an unknown genius wizard.

‘This will work.’

It had to work.

Of course, I was nervous that she would burst too suddenly, but I thought I could have enough control at that time.

Didn’t she endure for a year?

If she had Han Sora by her side, it was very likely that she wouldn’t go as far as proving her innocence as before.

Although I just did it, I couldn’t help but swallow hard.

It was then that Jung Hayan’s face became pale.

-Huh?

Her face slowly stiffened.

-Huh? Huh?

I could be sure that it wouldn’t be long before she realized that the ridiculous excuse of hacking was a lie. It was an absurd remark, no matter how I looked at it.

-W-W-Who is it? Who is Mijin? Who is Mijin? Who… I asked who she is.

The first was to question.

Before long, I could see her biting her nails. Perhaps that was the second step.

She was urgently tapping the Goddess’ Hand Mirror as if it was difficult to bear, but my hand mirror had already been on a call for a long time.

Since Jung Hayan heard a voice saying that the customer was on a call at that moment, the telescope showed her making a strange noise instead.

I thought I hadn’t seen her like that in a long time.

As if living up to my expectations, Jung Hayan slowly began to find her former self. As if her peaceful face had been a lie, it seemed that her changing mood had already come out of control.

-Who… Who is it? I asked who it is. Who, who is it? Who is Mijin? What? Mijin? Mi-Mi-Mijin?

It sounded too obvious, but it was not like Jung Hayan didn’t have pride.

She understood better than anyone else that I had no means to substitute her.

For the one year she lived in the magic tower, she was loved and respected by the magic tower’s old men, so she knew her own greatness better than anyone else.

The top 1 wizard of the continent was Jung Hayan, and she knew that only she possessed teleport magic and irreplaceable firepower.

Perhaps she had even accurately divided the line between Cha Hee-ra and herself.

Although Cha Hee-ra was strong…

As an avant-garde, there was Kim Hyunsung, who was stronger than Cha Heera. Maybe she smiled the more I stayed with Kim Hyunsung.

If I looked directly at it and used the animal kingdom as a metaphor, it would seem like Kim Hyunsung was eating away Cha Hee-ra’s position.

She must’ve been thinking that her position was very solid.

The only wizard was Jung Hayan.

‘I’ve already built up my domain. I got the ring, and there’s nothing rough. One year was a little difficult, but now it’s the end of the hardship and the beginning of happiness.’

‘Oppa is busy these days, so he doesn’t get along with others. It’s Jung Hayan’s world now.’

She might’ve had thought that.

Even if there were wizards of an incomparable level, they would look like primitive people who use primitive magic to her eyes anyway. When it came to magic, she was confident that Lee Kiyoung would never abandon her because he relied on her.

Her Oppa liked competent people, after all.

Of course, all of that was a judgment that came after excluding all emotions that could be shared in an ordinary relationship. I could be sure that Jung Hayan, who was clever in her own way, was assuming that.

In that sense, the message she just received might’ve been a remark that hurt her pride.

After scratching her head, I could see she was immediately contacting someone.

-Oh, isn’t this our Jung Hayan. To what do I owe the honor… of your call, hahaha.

-W-W-W-Who is Mijin… Is Mijin there?

-What? What… are you…

-I asked who Mijin is. W-Who… is Mijin!

-What are you talking about… C-calm down first…

-Is she there? Is she there? I’m asking if she’s in the magic tower, the magic tower!

-Ah, yes. First, I’ll check… if there’s a wizard named Mijin registered in the magic tower community…

-Mijin, Bring me M-Mijin. Bring Mijin right now!!!

Humpf, humpf.

Seeing that she was angry with the magic tower staff, it seemed that she had already entered the medium anger level and that she was on the verge of going into an even higher level.

I thought that wizards named Mijin might disappear in turn in Lindel. However, Han Sora, who received an annual salary that included a living allowance, prevented her high anger level.

-What is it? Jung Hayan? What…

-Ugh, who is Mijin… M-M-Mijin…

Of course, a face that was paler than that of Jung Hayan stood out.

In both her eyes, the survival instinct of herbivores telling her to live desperately was shown.

Jung Hayan, who was smiling brightly until that moment, was suddenly crying, so how could she show a common reaction?

I could affirm that it wouldn’t be long before she understood that an incident she didn’t know had erupted and that it was on the verge of taking place at that moment.

I could see her head spinning quickly from her eyes filled with fear.

As I pressed the hand mirror, Sora looked back and checked the message.

[There is no Mijin, I created a fictional rival because it seemed that Hayan needed training.]

– This… that asshole. That trash bastard.

A small whistling sound could be heard then.

‘I’m listening to everything, Sora.’

Perhaps even without listening, I could already deduce what her reaction would be.

– That… That son of a bitch … really, ugh, you motherfucker, are you for real … You mean bastard…

Maybe she immediately realized what I was expecting from her. Wasn’t Han Sora an icon of cleverness and learning?

-What can I do anymore… anymore… what am I supposed to do… why keep giving me… such a burden…

Somehow, I heard a line that reminded me of Kim Hyunsung’s words.

Strangely, I felt like I was someone from above, but Lee Kiyoung, the light of the new world, didn’t entrust that dangerous mission without any compensation.

[If this job ends well, I’ll 100% move you to another place.]

It was then that Han Sora bit her mouth tight.

[Depending on the situation, even transfer is possible. In fact, transferring is hard, but moving to another place is a certainty. You’ve worked hard so far, and it’s time for Sora to see the light of day. This is your last job. Let’s just do it this time and retire.]

I could see cold sweat dripping from her forehead. She swallowed hard, her face seemingly containing all kinds of emotions. Maybe there was a tremendous internal conflict in her mind.

-What… is it?

After seeing Jung Hayan showed her the message, wouldn’t she have thought about that more?

She would have thought that the easiest way to solve the situation was in front of her.

It’s a bit forced, but if I played innocent as if I really was hacked was the easiest way to deal with the angry Jung Hayan.

‘Ah, I think you were really hacked.’

Desperately and persuasively conveying that bullshit could alleviate the anger of Jung Hayan right at that moment.

There were doubts, but depending on how Han Sora would talk, Jung Hayan would probably agree. Perhaps that pattern was the secret to Han Sora’s survival.

However, Han Sora’s eyes seemed to have already made the decision.

How many people could resist seeing the sweet fruit in front of their eyes?

I watched as she continued to think that she couldn’t keep living that way and that she couldn’t be on the edge of the cliff forever.

I couldn’t help but look at her with a little tense look.

-Mi, Mi, Mijin… Do you know who Mijin is?

It was then that Han Sora, who had swallowed hard several times, spoke up.

-Oh, that… I mean… er….

-Ugh, do you know who she is?

Honestly, I felt a bit scared to see Jung Hayan quietly looking at a Sora without blinking her eyes once.

Even from a step away, it was difficult to imagine how much pressure Han Sora was currently under.

I wanted to send a word of support when I saw her struggling to voice out her words.

‘You can do it, Sora. You are saving the world.’

-So…

‘You can do it. You have to overcome your fear. You’re close to Hayan now, right?

-Yes, I think I’ve heard of her. That… Park Mijin.

-R-R-Really?

-Yes, um, that… I don’t know exactly in which area she is, but recently… yes, I heard about a wizard who became famous everywhere… while growing explosively. Maybe it’s that person… At some point, I didn’t hear anything anymore… and all related materials were also deleted… I was wondering where she was and what she was doing… this is probably… yes, that’s it.

-…

-I heard that there is a talent pool being managed separately by the Continental Protection Management Committee, and it seems like it was being done so with confidentiality… I think it’s similar to that. Only a few people know about her, including the Vice Guild Master… Yes, it’s a secretly growing armed group.

Of course, there was no such thing, but listening to Han Sora’s words amazingly made me feel proud.

Wasn’t she also the same kind as Jihye and me?

She did have a humiliating incident in the middle, and she collapsed a lot, but since she was still alive and kicking, I couldn’t help but smile.

-Ugh, ugh, ugh…

-You can rest assured. I mean, it seemed like I had seen her once in the past… She’s not the type that Vice Guild Masters would like. Look at this. The text is just cheering for her. It’s different from the warm message sent to Jung Hayan. He seemed to express that he is leaning on her humanly… as a wizard. I think he was hesitant to answer you because he was afraid that you would get hurt… It’s not a big deal, so you don’t have to be bothered.

-Ugh…

-But, if he trusts her like this, she’s definitely great. Even before the rumors disappeared, I heard that she uses a very high level of magic… Jung Hayan… Jung Hayan… Jung Ha…

‘You can do it, Sora. Don’t lose. You have to fight the fear.’

-Jung… Hayan…

‘You can do it! Fuck!’

-So…

‘Hold on, Sora!’

-Enough to hear words… in the public that compare her… with you. That’s probably why Lee Kiyoung… trusts Park Mijin like that, right? Ha… haha…

Although momentary, it felt like time had stopped.

‘Fuck, you really said it. You really did it, you crazy girl.’

I couldn’t stop myself from turning my gaze away.