Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items

TWC Channel.

This channel is responsible for the overall broadcast of the Guild War held in Russia.

『Aah! Jonathan, what on earth is happening!』

『I’m not sure either.』

It was filled with confusion. And for good reason.

『In all my years of commentary, I’ve never experienced anything like this. Michael, you have as many years of experience as I do, don’t you?』

『That’s right! Suddenly, the entire screen is covered in a deep green. It’s the first time nothing has been visible since then!』

The Platinum-rank Guild War between Shimdrasil and Czar Guilds.

The broadcast screen showed nothing but a deep green color.

『Is there some kind of problem with the Galaxy Arena? If so, the biggest concern is whether the players are all safe.』

『Looking at Nikolai and the guild members who were knocked out first by Go Malsuk and Kim Shimun’s summoned creatures, it seems they are safe.』

As expected from the world’s top arena broadcasting channel.

The broadcasting team quickly switched the green screen to the Czar Guild’s waiting room, following Jonathan’s words.

There.

“What the hell is going on?”

“What are the higher-ups saying?”

“Is it possible that even the guild has no answers?”

“Damn it!”

The Czar Guild members who had been eliminated early.

Mostly dressed in combat gear, they were either looking at their phones or moving around busily while shouting.

Especially.

Was it because he had the biggest build among the guild members of Czar?

“Damn it! What is he doing that he isn’t answering his phone!”

Bang!

Nikolai Ivanov roughly slammed the desk. He was holding his phone with an anxious face, drawing particular attention. Michael, who was watching the screen, was also frustrated but still did not lose his smile.

『It seems that even the Czar Guild does not know the exact situation.』

He showed the tenacity of a caster from a global arena channel.

『That seems to be the case. And if the Czar Guild doesn’t know, the Russian host probably doesn’t know the exact situation either.』

Jonathan, the commentator, tried to manage his expression as much as possible and organized the situation.

At that moment. A noise appeared on the split green screen of the guild war.

『Ah! What change is happening? Suddenly, noise is appearing on the screen!』

As soon as Michael finished speaking.

Srrr.

As if washed away with water. The green screen started to melt away, revealing the internal situation. A towering platinum obelisk.

『Oh oh! Kim Shimun and Go Malsuk from Shimdrasil are firmly standing with the tower from earlier!』

『Thankfully, it seems the guild war was proceeding normally, although we could not see the screen.』

In front of the obelisk, Shimun stood firmly with Go Malsuk by his side.

『Conversely, none of the Czar Guild members are visible!』

『At this point, it appears that Shimdrasil’s victory is certain.』

Taking Jonathan’s commentary as a signal.

『The winning guild of the Platinum-rank Guild War is Shimdrasil guild.』

『The Platinum-rank Guild War is now concluded.』

A message announcing the victory of the guild war appeared.

『So, was the screen covered by a skill? Then, what kind of skill could cover even the broadcast screen…』

Before Jonathan could finish his speculation.

『We are suspending the guild war due to an emergency.』

『A representative from the host organization is requested to respond immediately.』

An unsettling message appeared on the screen.

*

The dedicated device for guild war connections. A capsule large enough to fit several people lying down opened. Then.

“Phew.”

A handsome man emerged from the capsule. Shimun let out a short sigh and stretched his body in various directions. Next to him.

“What on earth…?”

Go Malsuk raised herself with a bewildered look. Soon after.

“Hey, what’s your deal?”

Malsuk looked at Shimun with the same confused expression. To which.

“What is?”

Shimun pretended not to understand and tilted his head.

“The things that just happened there!”

Uncharacteristically for Malsuk.

“Why did an Ancient Dragon appear? What’s this talk about the Dragon Lord and some V. I. P. from the other side? And why is that woman telling them to come or not come?”

She poured out her words like a rapid-fire gun. It wasn’t hard to understand why. The appearance of an Ancient Dragon alone was astonishing. Not to mention the things Etra said or the sudden appearance of that terrifying being called Arachrea.

For any reasonable person, it would be natural to be curious. Shimun looked at Malsuk silently.

-The first thought that came to his mind was none other than.

‘Should I tell Malsuk everything?’

From the threat of Dragon Fear. To the erosion of the Void caused by the mighty apostle of the Void. There was a reason he had kept her close to prepare for potential dangers.

Malsuk had roughly understood the relationships with the dragonkin and the beings from the other side. Frankly, telling her everything wouldn’t be a big problem.

‘But I don’t want to involve Malsuk, who is still just a Platinum, in this…’

He didn’t want to create a powerful enemy from the dragonkin so soon. Simultaneously.

‘But it’s not like Malsuk from my past life had no friction with the dragonkin…’

Even if he had to use the excuse of a past life. He wanted to use the current situation as a reason to share the story he couldn’t even tell his siblings.

Realizing this.

“Ah…”

A short sigh or a breath that was ambiguous to call a groan came out of Shimun’s mouth. With vacant eyes but a clearer mind, Shimun looked at Malsuk.

‘I… was lonely.’

The miracle of regression. He had known since the day he resolved to change this life. That it wasn’t merely a blessing. A colossal enemy called the dragonkin, the giant unknown eyeball he saw at the end, and even the destruction of Earth.

In some ways, they were all too big to solve for a mere level 1 player like himself. That’s why.

‘I needed not just comrades to fight with, but someone to share these stories with.’

He needed someone to share even just the words with. Arriving at this realization.

“Ha.”

Shimun let out a hollow chuckle. When you suddenly realized something about yourself, an emotion that can only be called absurdity and an inexplicable feeling of emptiness inevitably welled up.

And then.

“Hey, Kim Shimun.”

As if she had read his mind.

Rustle.

Go Malsuk uncharacteristically grabbed Shimun’s collar timidly.

“If… If it’s hard to talk about, you don’t have to.”

She continued with a face as complicated as Shimun’s.

“It’s just that, with all this talk about an Ancient Dragon and whatnot, suddenly that really dangerous guy showed up. So… well…”

Like someone who had an itch they couldn’t scratch. Go Malsuk frowned and twisted her body slightly. Watching her, Shimun asked.

“Are you worried?”

He pinpointed exactly what she wanted to say.

“Y-Yeah! Damn, that’s it!”

Go Malsuk quickly nodded.

“That’s why I asked. If it makes you uncomfortable, just think of it as nonsense and don’t overthink it.”

Did Malsuk know?

That her face was more complicated than Shimun’s when she said that.

“Really…”

Shimun shook his head and chuckled again. But this time, it wasn’t a hollow laugh.

“Alright, Malsuk. I’ll tell you.”

It was a smile that came from the heart.

‘Yeah. Even if it’s not about the regression, it’d be better to lay out the relationships between me, the dragonkin, and the Continental right now.’

After all, as long as she was going together with him. It was inevitable that she would clash and find out about these relationships eventually.

Additionally.

‘If I open up to Malsuk now, it’ll be easier to talk to Shihyuk and Yujeong later on.’

Isn’t there something like that?

How there are things you can tell a close friend more easily than family. With that broad smile on Shimun’s face.

“…”

Go Malsuk’s sharp eyes softened slightly. Perhaps thanks to the sense of relief.

“In truth, the thing is…”

Just as he was about to start explaining, not noticing Malsuk’s change.

Bang!

“Orabeoni! Malsuk!”

“Are you both okay?!”

Lee Yujeong and Park Jinwook burst into the room with urgent expressions, breaking the door.

Before Shimun could even respond.

“First responders! Over here!”

“Start with first aid!”

“Bring in the healers first!”

A group, presumably from the host organization, rushed into the room.

***

After a series of commotions, Shimun and his companions returned to the waiting room with dark expressions.

“So.”

The reason was none other than.

“You’re saying that after the screen turned green, all the Czar guild members died, right?”

Czar Guild.

This news came because all the members who were participating in the guild war before the Ancient Dragon Etra intervened had died.

“Yes. We couldn’t be sure because there were no bodies… but just now, the Galaxy Arena announced their deaths.”

The man introduced as the representative of the host organization for this guild war. Vasily sighed as he ran his hand through his neatly slicked-back blonde hair.

“So, judging that the participants from Shimdrasil might also be in danger, we brought in an emergency rescue team.”

“I see.”

All dead?

Shimun propped his chin on one hand and recalled the moment when Etra first unfolded the green territory.

‘What a pity. You would have made a very good energy source.’

Etra’s gaze when she said that was certainly directed at.

‘The bubbling green area in the center.’

Recalling that.

‘It seems the bubbling area was made from the promising members of the Czar guild turned into energy.’

They were probably used as an energy source to maintain the green space. Coming to this realization.

“Pfft…”

A hollow laugh escaped from Shimun. He was suddenly feeling how close death had come to him.

“Then.”

Vasily carefully began to speak, glancing at Shimun.

“If it’s alright, could you tell us what happened there and how the members of Czar guild died?”

“Ah…”

Shimun scratched his cheek awkwardly.

“I’m sorry, but that’s difficult to do.”

A polite yet firm refusal. But Vasily did not raise his voice or press further. The reason was none other than.

“I see. So, Shimun-ssi also received a warning from the Galaxy Arena.”

Galaxy Arena.

Right after this guild war ended, they had sent a message to the host organization in Russia.

『It is impossible to mention the events that occurred in this guild war.』

That was the message. Shimun nodded with a bitter smile.

“Yes, they sent a request to refrain from discussing it.”

Of course, with the strong backing of throne-level Constellations and as the direct victim of the incident, Shimun could easily ignore it if he wished.

“Refrain from discussing… as expected, a warning befitting the Galaxy Arena.”

However, for Vasily and the host organization, who didn’t know this fact. They could only see Shimun as a pitiful victim who was threatened even after his life was in danger.

“Very well. I will not ask for more details about the incident during the guild war.”

Vasily scribbled on the documents he brought. Once it seemed he had finished writing everything down.

“Haah. When it rains, it pours. With Representative Sergei and Mr. Ivan’s assassination, now this…”

He let out a deep sigh and took a cigarette from his pocket.

“Wait. What did you just say?”

Shimun asked Vasily with a stiff face. Vasily blinked a few times.

Then.

“Ah, you probably haven’t heard since you just came out.”

Vasily nodded, sighing slightly.

“Sergei, the alliance representative of Russia, and Ivan Ivanov, the ranker from Czar Guild who guarded him, along with other top players, have all been found dead.”

“What!”

Shimun was shocked. And for good reason.

‘The representative and rankers of Russia and the top guild players were assassinated in Russia?’

How could that possibly be?

Moreover.

‘Ivan Ivanov is currently the top ranker and high-ranker in Russia, isn’t he?’

Although he had died in his past life with the fall of Russia. That was several years after the regular arena had commenced.

Currently, ivan Ivanov was Russia’s top player.

‘Assassinated?’

However, Shimun’s doubts didn’t last long. He had a suspected party.

‘The Continental must have assassinated them to cover up this incident.’

As far as Shimun knew, the Continental was the only force related to dragons on Earth.

‘Most likely, they plotted this through the Russian representative Sergei, and when things went wrong, they tried to erase the evidence.’

But there was one thing he couldn’t understand.

‘No matter how strong the Continental is, silently assassinating Ivan Ivanov like this should be impossible.’

Moreover, even the top players of the Czar Guild were assassinated?

‘This is something even Zhang Liqiu couldn’t do directly. But how…’

Shimun’s frowning face suddenly cleared up.

‘Of course! It was Defina! The dragon!’

After all, even just an adult-level dragon was formidable…

There were no players on Earth who could defeat a dragon. Naturally, even the top rankers, including Russia’s top ranker, couldn’t survive against a dragon.

Understanding that, it makes sense that the Continental suddenly turned against the Czar Guild.

‘No matter how unrestrained the Continental was, they always treated the Czar Guild as allies till the end.’

Just look at Nikolai Ivanov and the Russian players from the past life as proof. Unlike his refugee sibling Kim Shihyuk, who was a high ranker. Nikolai and the players from the Czar Guild were always favored by the Continental.

‘For them to assassinate significant figures from Russia so readily suggests this wasn’t Zhang Liqiu’s decision but an independent action by Defina…’

Thud, thud.

Shimun’s companions watched silently as he tapped his chin slowly with his elegant fingers—a habit that indicated deep contemplation.

“Um… Shimun-ssi?”

Vasily and the host team, who were unaware of this habit, looked at Shimun with curious eyes. At that moment.

Boom!

With a loud crash, the door to the waiting room shattered.

“Kim Shimun! You damned bastard! Come out now!!”

The man who broke the door was a muscular figure. Nikolai Ivanov tightly gripped his massive mace.

“Why are the two of you unharmed? Why are only my brother and guild members dead?!”

He bellowed furiously. Like a berserker, his bloodshot eyes glared at Shimun.

In Shimun’s eyes.

‘Wait a minute. If I play this right…’

A spark of realization flickered.