Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items

『Villain Hidden in the American Dream! The Cause Revealed!』

『The Suspect is Vice-guildmaster Colin?! The World is Shocked!』

『Unveiling Colin’s Slush Funds and False Accounts One After Another!』

『Villain Madame Dayna Shoots a Confession Video and Assassinates Colin?』

『Betrayal and Death of the Best Friend, the Superhero Bows His Head』

Morning news articles pouring in by the dozen. Just yesterday, the American Dream scandal that had heated the world. The appearance and death of the suspect provided an immense shock.

– No way, Colin was the suspect?

– Legendary LOL. But why did he die at Madame’s hands?

– Right? Weren’t they collaborators?

– There’s an idiot who trusts a villain. She just cut him off because he got caught.

– True. As soon as he got caught, she destroyed the evidence.

– Still, Derick avenged it. As expected, King-God Hero.

Various communities around the world were also showing hot reactions. But the person who had orchestrated all this.

“Hah…. Colin is dead?”

Shimun chuckled at such news.

‘By Madame Dayna’s hand, at that?’

It was a laughable matter. Madame Dayna, previously in the Void Passage.

‘Madame Dayna had already died by my hands, hadn’t she?’

Hadn’t she become a guest of death at his hands?

Rather than being thrown into the void alive, Giving her a clean death by his own hands was the condition for filming the confession video.

Therefore, ‘To me, this is an absurd fabrication…’

It was an absurd fabrication, but only for Shimun and his companions who knew the true story.

‘Derick again? That disgusting political maneuvering doesn’t change.’

The world, unaware of the exact death of Madame Dayna, had no choice but to believe the report as it was. As if agreeing with Shimun’s thoughts,

“No way…. To think he’d go this far….”

A voice with a faint tremble came from the side, unlike its usual business-like tone.

“Madame Dayna, you personally dealt with her, didn’t you?”

Her voice returned to its usual professional tone as she controlled her emotions.

“Yes.”

When Shimun confirmed, “So, it’s just a scapegoat. And a very brutal one at that.”

She concluded it was a scapegoat. Shimun thought the same but could not reveal the truth of the regression.

“Brutal?”

He pretended not to know and asked. Olivia glanced at the news showing Colin’s picture plastered prominently.

“Yes. The Colin I know would never throw his life away in such a manner.”

She murmured bitterly.

‘That’s true.’

‘How much did Colin value his own life?’

Through his previous life, Shimun knew very well the kind of person Vice-guildmaster Colin was. Colin was an overly greedy person considering his abilities.

And like such people often are, his attachment to life was just as intense. Thus, Colin’s death was not an assassination.

‘He must have been killed by Derick or another member of Desperado, for sure.’

It was as clear as day.

‘And those evidence materials must have been Derick’s doing to support Desperado.’

The reports simply replaced Derick’s name with Colin’s. Lies are more believable when mixed with truth. Shimun let out a sigh-like laugh.

“Derick has made quite a bold move.”

“Yes, it was an approach I never imagined personally.”

“The same goes for me. Colin was very close to Derick.”

To think that he would use his close friend, who had helped him with his corruptions, as a scapegoat. Shimun shook his head in disgust but that was it.

‘Well, Derick was always like that.’

Having already experienced his astonishing deeds through Andrew in his past life, he wasn’t as shocked as Olivia.

Thanks to this,

“There are about two things Derick has gained from this maneuver.”

He could see the current situation more coldly than she could.

“May I ask what they are?”

Olivia asked, her face still not completely free of shock.

“First, it means Derick has no more room to retreat.”

“No room to retreat, you say…”

Olivia nodded slowly.

“Yes, Vice-guildmaster Colin cleaned up all of Derick’s messes. It’s highly likely that Colin also knew about the support for Desperado.”

As expected of the Winter Queen. Shimun’s face showed brief admiration.

‘To see through everything with just one line.’

Derick was already one of the highest-ranking Rankers. The physical aspect was of little significance to him in the first place.

‘That’s why he placed someone like Colin as the Vice-guildmaster.’

He placed a player who wasn’t even the Diamond rank in the position. Purely for administrative purposes. And for cutting ties in emergencies, just as he did now.

Shimun’s face showed a momentary playful expression.

“Come to think of it, you three were known as the Hero Trio, with you on the left, Olivia, and Colin on the right.”

“… Please do not address me with that title.”

As if deeply embarrassed, Olivia, showing a rare reaction, covered her face with both hands.

“Ha ha! It was just a joke.”

Shimun laughed lightly and continued.

“In any case. If we exclude you, Olivia, Derick no longer has a close friend within American Dream.”

More accurately, ‘a trustworthy person’. Of course, most players in American Dream have absolute trust in Derick, the Super Hero and Guild Master.

‘But Derick himself is not someone who easily trusts others.’

Olivia and Colin weren’t just randomly grouped with him as the Trio after all. Anyway, “With Colin dead, Derick must now handle everything on his own.”

There was no one left to cover up Derick’s corruption or to take his place. Olivia nodded in agreement.

“It’s true. Moreover, they will continue to root out internal villains, so their current influence will likely diminish.”

This was the first advantage.

“Secondly, Desperado values Derick more than I thought.”

“I understand what you mean.”

Did she have a hunch about something?

Olivia promptly replied.

“You’re referring to the evidence planted on Colin and Madam Dayna’s corpse.”

“That’s right. Especially about Dayna’s corpse.”

Shimun’s gaze fell on the news displayed on his phone screen. Specifically, at the pixelated image presumed to be Madam Dayna.

“Even though the news blurred it, there would definitely be a national forensic examination involved, right?”

“Of course. According to the Awakener Law, the body of an awakener must be examined by nationally designated experts. And…”

Olivia’s previously flowing words trailed off. Soon after.

“There is only one person who can perfectly manipulate even corpses.”

She continued with a solemn face.

“… Mirror Image Jennifer. She’s the one helping Derick.”

“Yes.”

Mirror Image Jennifer. A rare transformation ability user, like a spatial ability user. Especially a future high-ranker not limited to beasts. Unlike Choi Jinsu’s beast transformation.

“Jennifer’s characteristic is that she can transform into all sorts of things.”

Couldn’t Mirror Image Jennifer even transform into objects?

The crimes that resulted from that were on a different scale than simple terrorism. Olivia brushed her bangs back.

“Sigh. Who would have thought that after one founding member died, another would emerge…”

With her voice gradually sinking.

“Olivia. It’s not all bad news.”

Shimun said with a wry smile.

“Consider it an opportunity.”

“An opportunity?”

“As you know, Jennifer holds an important position within Desperado, unlike Madam. This means that…”

Shimun trailed off. Soon after.

“She knows more than the other members.”

He smiled faintly. Seeming to realize what Shimun meant.

“I understand what you mean. If we capture Jennifer, we might get a lead on their headquarters?”

“Exactly.”

Nodding, Shimun looked back at the phone screen showing the news.

‘Even if Desperado is a cell organization, there must be hubs connecting them.’

Those who didn’t become key members purely through force. Chiefly Dimension Trickster Haruto or Mirror Image Jennifer among them Spatial or transformation abilities exponentially increase crime success and stability.

Shimun’s eyes narrowed slightly.

‘Originally, I intended to deal with Desperado only after the official Arena, but…’

Perhaps due to his actions after the regression. Desperado was acting too conspicuously in this life.

‘Since it has come to this, I should seize the opportunity and quickly resolve this.’

With that thought in mind, Shimun asked.

“By the way, Olivia? Have you given any thought to my proposal?”

He looked at Olivia, who was watching the news with the same face as his own.

“Pardon? Oh, that.”

She blinked a few times and sighed softly.

“Yes, I’ve made up my mind.”

She looked straight at Shimun.

“Regarding the residence in Ranker’s Palace and all. I don’t know why you’re giving me such an opportunity, but…”

She paused for a moment and carefully extended her hand.

“I’ll gratefully accept it.”

“You’ve made the right choice.”

Shimun also grasped her outstretched hand.

『Player ‘Olivia Denson’ has joined the Shimdrasil guild.』

A series of messages appeared before the two of them. Seeing this, Shimun said.

“I’ll have you working from today.”

He wore a playful smile.

“If it’s paperwork, I welcome it anytime.”

Olivia returned the same smile.

*

Clink.

Whir.

The familiar sounds of work. In between them.

“Hum~.”

A light humming could be heard.

At that.

The eye within the flask, which had endured working for nearly 30 minutes, finally spoke up.

-Oppa. Are you that happy?

“Yes.”

Shimun’s immediate response.

The Philosopher’s Stone looked at him in disbelief.

But regardless.

“I did it! This month’s stat-boosting potion is complete!”

Shimun stretched after finishing his work with the nameless cauldron.

-You finished it already?

The Philosopher’s Stone asked, astounded.

“Of course. I hardly handle guild duties anymore.”

Shimun responded with a lighthearted expression.

“I used to split the work almost evenly with Jinwook. Now that Olivia has joined us.”

Winter Queen Olivia Denson.

Since she joined the Shimdrasil guild. Shimun naturally handed over all of his duties to Olivia.

And Olivia, regardless of the quantity of the tasks Shimun passed on to her, thought:

‘Is it really okay to entrust such important documents to someone who just joined?’

She came to know the tasks Shimun, the guildmaster, handled personally and various secrets like:

‘Oh, the Arena Disease Cure?! Were you its creator, Shimun?!’

Although she tried to refuse, overwhelmed by the immense burden and surprise:

‘I-I’m sorry, but Shimun, this is beyond what I can handle…!’

But to no avail.

‘Why do you think I recruited Olivia in the first place?’

For Shimun, who aimed for complete freedom in internal guild affairs rather than Winter Queen’s martial prowess, it was an easy decision.

The Philosopher’s Stone glared at Shimun.

-Oh, come on! Is it okay to dump all the guild tasks on her?

“Of course. Just like in my previous life, Olivia is a trustworthy person.”

Indeed, when Andrew and Derick clashed, wasn’t Olivia the one who, disillusioned with Derick’s true nature, helped Andrew fight him?

As long as she didn’t stray from her value of ‘justice’, she would never betray him.

Of course.

“Even if she did betray me, it doesn’t matter much. I make the final decisions, and it’s no big deal if the Arena Disease Cure is revealed now.”

Multiple safety measures were already in place.

-True. You also said you allocated other important internal matters to the Night Hunters, right?

“Exactly.”

Aside from the Arena Disease Cure, most tasks entrusted to Olivia weren’t risky if known.

Thus, Shimun, who almost gained complete freedom from guild duties, thought:

“It’s been two days already; I need to return to the Arena before the experience buff ends.”

-So that’s your real intention?

“Of course! An 80% extra experience isn’t something I can pass up.”

-True. Once you experience explosive leveling, you can’t go back.

With that drive, Shimun immediately connected to the Arena.

『Welcome to the Galaxy Arena.』

The familiar message.

Simultaneously.

『A Constellation ? requests your assistance.』

『Upon acceptance, you will participate in the Arena in accordance with their request.』

『Do you accept? (Yes / No)』

A unique message appeared.

*

A dark room with no light.

In that room, a bright light suddenly appeared.

Perhaps because he had been in the dark, the middle-aged man sitting at a desk cluttered with bottles and cigarettes squinted but did nothing more.

Holding a cigarette burnt down to the filter in his hand.

“……”

He simply stared blankly into space.

“What a mess.”

A woman’s voice, as composed and firm as her appearance, echoed.

Lee Yeonhee shook her head.

“Is this the association president’s office or a pigsty?”

She entered the association president’s office.