Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items

“Is it a renovated hanok (traditional Korean house) built in the 20th century?”

The interior structure was more complex than it appeared from the outside.

Step.

Kim Muyeol was walking aimlessly. However, he moved without hesitation. As if he was mesmerized.

‘Where is it? Where could it be?’

He navigated the vast interior of the hanok as if it were his own home.

Surprisingly, “Did that really happen?”

“I’m telling you, I’ve never seen the house master raise his voice like that to the former master.”

“Oh my! I can’t believe it!”

“Neither can I.”

None of the attendants who met Kim Muyeol stopped or grabbed him. Indeed, it was as if he were an invisible man.

Actually, “I’ve been working in this household for nearly 40 years, and the house master has always been the epitome of the eldest son.”

“He seems like that kind of person. He’s always so kind to us as well.”

Two middle-aged women walking towards Kim Muyeol while chatting.

Woosh.

They passed through him like ghosts.

“Maybe… it’s about a woman? You know, the second master’s…”

“You mean, that woman? She’s quite the fox. Not only is she an illegitimate child, but now she’s also seducing the legitimate ones.”

“Exactly. Neither of them is the type to be easily swayed by just a pretty face.”

“Of course! It’s famous how a popular actress once tried to flirt with both and got flatly rejected.”

“Everybody knows about that. It was quite the talk among the elite! Not even courtesans would act that boldly.”

Despite the gossip, Kim Muyeol continued walking without stopping. However, his steps now carried a newfound certainty, no longer aimless.

There was a reason for this. The chatty attendants he had just passed, especially the self-proclaimed 40-year veteran, were well-known to Kim Muyeol.

Thus, ‘Choi Eun-hye… Were you involved with my brother even back then!’

He had thought he would never see her again and that she should have vanished. Even so, her actions were clear.

‘So, you mean to say you openly visited the main house and played around with my brother?’

Since the day the fire had consumed this Kim family’s main house, he had thought the flame had died, but it resurged from within.

Kim Muyeol’s steps became more forceful. After passing through the complicated corridors and a few doors, his pace returned to normal.

Step.

No, it even slowed down.

Step.

“Have you arrived, sister-in-law?”

“It’s been a while.”

From the moment he saw the man and woman in front of him. Unlike himself, “Please, come in.”

With a kind and somewhat gentle appearance. The half-brother who had ruled over him his entire life was taking the only woman he ever loved.

And as the door closed, his heart pounded, and his breath quickened.

Thump!

The thought of what could be happening inside made his chest ache unbearably.

The moment he opened that door, All the suppressed past memories would awaken and torment him to death. He would undoubtedly regret it.

So he should turn back.

Step.

Yet paradoxically, his steps moved toward the closed door. With each step closer, his breath became tighter.

The distance that felt like a thousand miles was now just within reach. If he reached out his hand now, he could know everything that happened inside.

At the same time,

‘If I turn back now…’

If he turned back now, it would be his last chance to bury everything again. He knew well the difference between guessing and seeing with his own eyes.

But, was it man’s foolish curiosity?

Swoosh.

Or was it a pitiful desire to see just a bit more?

Despite his rational mind fiercely resisting, Kim Muyeol’s hand reached for the doorknob.

Soon, his hand passed weakly through the door.

Slide.

‘Ha…’

A sigh slipped out.

‘Yes, all of this is just an illusion anyway…’

Why am I doing such a foolish thing?

If things went wrong, All he needed to do was to destroy everything in sight here.

Just like that day long ago. Had his mind cleared?

Kim Muyeol, who had hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists tightly.

Step.

He walked straight through the door. Surprisingly,

“…was what happened.”

He didn’t hear any sounds or elements indicating what he had imagined.

Only,

“…is all.”

“That’s…”

There were just a few faintly heard, somewhat dark voices.

‘Ha!’

A bitter laugh escaped him. Was it a sense of self-contempt for his own vulgar thoughts?

Or was it the pathetic relief permeating his entire body?

Kim Muyeol held his forehead in his hand.

‘How utterly foolish.’

He wore a self-mocking smile.

Step.

Kim Muyeol headed towards the room with a much lighter step than before. He didn’t need to take many steps.

“I heard on my way here. I heard you raised your voice at the former master.”

“That’s…”

It was not the bedroom, but the living room.

There, Kim Mujin and Choi Eun-hye sat facing each other.

Kim Muyeol quietly took a seat in one corner of the living room.

*

“If it’s because of me, you don’t need to go to such lengths. I’ve known for a long time that it could never work.”

“Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that?”

Kim Mujin tilted his head, puzzled. But Choi Eun-hye gave no reply.

“Did you… did you perhaps meet with Father separately?”

Kim Mujin’s face stiffened as he stared at her intently. Choi Eun-hye hesitated for a moment, then clenched her fists on her knees.

“… A year ago, he came to see me directly.”

She barely managed to speak.

“He said I was born flawed, and that he couldn’t allow a woman like me, with no proper background.”

Bang!

Contrary to his gentle appearance, Kim Mujin slammed the table forcefully.

“Ha!”

He laughed incredulously, then stood up abruptly.

“I need to talk to Father again.”

“Please, Mujin. Don’t!”

Choi Eun-hye urgently grabbed his arm.

“I know my place.”

“What do you mean by that!”

“It’s exactly what it sounds like. The flaws that people find in him due to his birth only matter within this household.”

Choi Eun-hye forced a smile.

“I know there have been many marriage proposals for him from various families.”

“Sister-in-law…”

“And yet, the reason I haven’t let him go… is my own selfishness.”

“That’s not true.”

Kim Mujin shook his head firmly.

“I’ve seen Muyeol all these years, and it’s the first time I’ve seen him express his feelings like this. Muyeol definitely holds you dearly in his heart.”

Despite Kim Mujin’s strong denial, Choi Eun-hye remained silent, wearing a self-deprecating smile.

Then,

“Right now, I’d like your help with something else I mentioned before.”

Choi Eun-hye changed the subject.

“That is…”

Was it a difficult issue?

Kim Mujin hesitated, then sighed deeply.

“Haah. It’s already too late.”

“That means…”

“Yes. Father has already caught on.”

“That, that can’t be!”

Was it too shocking for her?

She covered her mouth with trembling hands.

“He’s always been thorough when it comes to the family and power.”

Kim Mujin seemed as if he was in pain. He furrowed his brows deeply.

“If only you had come to me, I could have helped in some way. Why did he have to proceed so hastily…”

“How much does he know?”

Choi Eun-hye asked with a shaky voice.

“He knows everything from the family business to the overall finances and even the contact with the Holy Trinity family. He’s aware of it all.”

“Then he is…”

“I will try to stop it. But knowing Father’s nature, he will crush him so he can never rise again. If we’re not careful…”

His life could even be at stake. Kim Mujin swallowed the rest of his sentence, but as if she had heard it, “Ah.”

Choi Eun-hye’s body staggered.

“Sister-in-law!”

Kim Mujin quickly supported her and made her sit down.

“I’m, I’m sorry. It was too shocking, and I couldn’t help it…”

“It’s okay. Sit down and catch your breath first.”

She held her startled heart with one hand. And with the other, she carefully touched her belly.

Had she calmed down?

“I’ll do whatever I can, and Muyeol is an outstanding player. There shouldn’t be any significant danger.”

“But he will lose everything to do with the family.”

“There’s no helping it. Father will never forgive any discord within the family.”

Kim Mujin said with a bitter face. At that, “That just can’t happen. He has been so devoted to this family…!”

Choi Eun-hye couldn’t finish her sentence. Kim Mujin also turned away without saying anything.

They both knew. They knew about Kim Muyeol’s obsession and longing for the Kim family.

That’s why,

“Mujin. I know it’s shameless to ask, but would you grant my request?”

Choi Eun-hye made her choice.

“I’ll take the fall for everything.”

“What are you suddenly saying?”

“I’ll take the blame for his rebellion against the family and for secretly joining hands with the Holy Trinity family.”

“That’s preposterous!”

“Exactly as I said.”

Choi Eun-hye looked back at Kim Mujin with determined eyes as he reacted in shock.

“He got involved in this mess because of me. He used to tremble at the mere mention of the Kim family…”

“Sister-in-law, please calm down. There’s no need to be so drastic!”

“No, this is the right thing.”

Had she already made up her mind?

This time, she was far calmer than before, almost unnervingly so.

“I seduced Muyeol because I couldn’t let go of living a wealthy life, even if it ruined the family.”

“Sister-in-law!”

“Then, greed got the better of me, and I reached out to Mujin, the legitimate heir. I betrayed my talented half-brother’s weaknesses to you.”

“…So Father won’t punish him?”

“If I know the former master well… yes, he might.”

Kim Mujin fell silent.

Then, “Ha. It seems you know my father better than I do.”

He smirked sarcastically,

“As extreme as it is. Doing so might make Father scorn Muyeol, but he will surely forgive him.”

He then looked at Choi Eun-hye solemnly.

“But that doesn’t mean the problem disappears. Ultimately, it’ll fall back on you, sister-in-law, who caused discord in the family…”

“I know. That’s exactly why I am doing this.”

Choi Eun-hye nodded with a resigned expression.

“From the beginning, the reason he rebelled against the family was all because of me.”

Then very carefully,

“This is the only way… the only way for everyone to survive.”

She hugged her body.

Specifically, she cradled her belly and crouched down. Kim Mujin looked at Choi Eun-hye with a troubled expression and asked,

“Phew. Let’s talk about this later. What is this request you wanted to make?”

“That is…”

Choi Eun-hye struggled to lift her head. She licked her lips several times before, “Muyeol doesn’t know, but I am currently…”

Just as she was about to continue,

Screeeech!

A harsh noise distorted their figures. And as Choi Eun-hye’s image blurred,

“…Uncle! Uncle!”

Shimun appeared, cutting through the wavering space.

—

Breaking News! The American Dream’s Korean branch attacked?

Was it Desperado’s bomber?

Why would the world’s worst criminal organization suddenly attack one of the top guilds?

As the public stirs in unrest, the Association remains silent American Dream turned upside down! Strong demands for investigation powers to the Korean Association

Winter Queen injured? Superhero Derick in an uproar!

These headlines from various portal sites covered the terrorist event by Desperado.

It was a significant incident as one of the top guilds in the world, the American Dream’s branch, had been attacked. Shimun scrolled through his phone screen.

Click.

He lifted his head at the sound of the door opening. A man with a rough appearance that evoked an image of a gangster.

“Shimun, just now Yujeong finished treating Mr. Denson.”

It was Night Hunter Park Jinwook.

“That’s a relief. What about the American Dream side?”

“As you predicted, they are in an uproar, demanding jurisdiction over the case and the Winter Queen.”

“Did Uncle mention that?”

“No, secretary Choi informed me.”

“…Really?”

Shimun’s eyebrow raised slightly. There was a specific reason for his reaction.

‘Uncle was certainly out of his mind.’

A person who seemed to have lost his senses. Of course, being caught in the void could cause such conditions. But if it was Ironwood King Kim Muyeol, it felt a bit different.

“How is Uncle’s condition?”

“Secretary Choi said there’s no major issue. It’s probably aftereffects from prolonged exposure to the void.”

“It’s indeed because of the void.”

Shimun’s brows furrowed slightly at Jinwook’s reply.

‘Tch. I told him just to handle the aftermath.’

Why did he have to enter a portal made of void and suffer so much?

‘Why did it have to be a twisted space… It must be a portal created by Haruto, the dimension trickster.’

Shimun sighed deeply and stood up.

“Got it. You must have had a lot to handle. Take a rest, Jinwook-ssi.”

“No, actually, secretary Choi took care of most of it.”

Responding as such, Jinwook adhered to Shimun like a guard. Knowing well that it was due to Desperado’s recent ambush, ‘Well, no matter how reckless Desperado is, they can’t strike immediately… But it’s good anyhow.’

Shimun chuckled lightly and walked out of the room without saying much. Upon reaching the living room,

“Hyung!”

“Hey!”

Kim Shihyuk and Go Malsuk approached with worried faces. Before they could say anything,

“I’m fine. See? I’m perfectly well. Yujeong checked and confirmed it as soon as she arrived.”

Shimun preemptively blocked their worried statements. And since they could clearly see where his eyes were heading, “Yeah, that’s right.”

“Tsk.”

Kim Shihyuk and Go Malsuk silently made way. Shimun immediately approached the sofa where, “Shimun.”

“Aah, don’t get up.”

Shimun stopped Olivia from getting up and took a seat across from her. The white light that had been glowing beside her dimmed.

“There’s no more cure needed, and the magic inhibition caused by the Awakener cuffs should wear off in about an hour.”

“Thank you, Yujeong.”

“Don’t mention it. However…”

Yujeong, who had retracted her holy magic, attempted to rise.

“Is what you told me last time still valid?”

She asked with a calm demeanor. Olivia, who had been quietly observing Yujeong’s eyes, responded without hesitation.

“Yes, it remains unchanged.”

Yujeong fell silent for a moment, Then, “Really? Okay.”

She backed away with her original serene smile. Olivia’s gaze naturally shifted towards Shimun, who was seated across from her.

“By now, the guildmaster… no, Derick, must be causing a fuss, demanding my release.”

“Exactly.”

Shimun nodded.

“Ha! I didn’t think that bastard had rotted to this extent…”

Olivia bit her lip tightly.

“Shimun, if you don’t mind me asking, what happened to Reyna?”

“She died. From excessive bleeding.”

“Judging by the look on your face, I gather you also succeeded in executing Madam Dayna.”

“Yes.”

Despite dealing with all the perpetrators of the incident,

“Hoo…”

Olivia’s face, still deep in thought, did not lighten up. It was understandable. The Desperado terror attack.

While there was no major issue with that, “Then there’s no definitive evidence linking Derick and Desperado behind this incident.”

“One could say that.”

All the evidence proving that Derick, the guildmaster of American Dream, was involved with Desperado had been destroyed. Even though there were testimonies from Olivia, se-mun, Kim Muyeol, and others,

“Without testimony from direct perpetrators like Reyna, it would barely be considered a controversy…”

Such testimony could never hold the same weight as those from the criminals themselves. Aside from the guildmaster position of American Dream, Derick, also known as the one who resolved numerous issues like Outbreak and Awakener-related crimes, had a reputation as America’s superhero.

Furthermore, he possessed power and connections fitting his position. If they decided to cover up testimonies from Olivia and the others, that would be the end of it.

Shimun, understanding well the power and influence of such connections, agreed with Olivia.

“Most likely. Many forces, including the public, would be on his side.”

Olivia’s statement met Shimun’s agreement.

However, “But Olivia? It’s the dead who stay silent. Those who aren’t dead don’t have to be silent.”

With a peculiar tone, se-mun’s contradictory words followed.

“What… do you mean by that?”

Olivia asked, puzzled.

Instead of answering,

『“I… I am one of the founding members of Desperado…”』

Shimun played a video on his phone.

TL’s Corner:
Called it! Who else predicted this shit???
But I didn’t predict about what caused Mujin to pretend he is Shimun’s father.