The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 Novel

500 billion.

Upon hearing those words, the excitement in the auction house cooled down as if cold water had been poured on it.

"That Battle.net connector would probably go for around 20 billion if it were brand new."

"If he were still the former Sword King, there would be a premium attached to the item. But now, it's just like any other used item."

"Even if the data is a bit tempting, is it really worth 500 billion? Huh... it's unbelievable."

"The auction seems meaningless."

The moment Sung JiHan mentioned 500 billion, the auction was already over.

"What will you do?"

When the auctioneer asked Sung JiHan, he stood up and walked forward.

"If you have any business, let's just do it here."

"I'm sorry, but the condition of 50 billion yen includes the condition of being submissive..."

Takeda Kazuo bowed his head excessively and clasped his hands together.

Despite his attitude, the meaning behind his words was clear.

If you want to receive 500 billion, be submissive.

While raising the corner of his mouth, it seemed as if he was mocking, "Are you going to refuse this proposal and leave?"

Sung JiHan smirked as he watched his expression.

"Then I will refuse."

"Haha, yes, yes. Of course, then be submissive... Wait?"

Takeda Kazuo, who was rubbing his hands, stopped in surprise.

He wondered if he had misheard, looking confused.

"Um... I'm sorry, but could you please repeat that? I'm not familiar with Korean, so I think I might have misheard..."

He asked for an answer while bowing his waist again.

"If being submissive is included in the condition, I won't take the money."

"...Mr. Sung JiHan. I'm sorry, but this money is not yours. It is the amount that the Sword King is giving to Miss Yoon Se-ah."

Even though this 500 billion is not yours, why are you stepping forward?

The smile disappeared from Takeda's face.

"Isn't that right, Miss Yoon Se-ah?"

"..."

"50 billion yen... It's an amount that a salaryman like me can't earn even if I save every penny for a lifetime. I don't know what my uncle is thinking, but please judge it calmly as the one who will actually receive the money. Can you really give up on this money just by listening to my uncle's words?"

With 500 billion, it was an astronomical amount, just as Takeda said.

The viewers watching the auction progress on Sung JiHan's channel also sympathized to some extent with those words.

-It was too much money to refuse...

-Is today's broadcast over?

-That seems likely. After all, it's the money that his nephew will receive, and we're watching his uncle make a fool of himself.

-Even after donating to Sword Palace, Yoon Se-ah will still live well.

-The donation hasn't been decided yet! The Sword King will come back!

-Crazy, even after seeing that bald Japanese guy acting as a substitute for the Sword King, they're saying that?

"I..."

Yoon Se-ah glanced at Sung JiHan for a moment.

She couldn't guess why he was refusing to be submissive, but the answer to Takeda was already decided.

"I trust my uncle. So please talk to my uncle."

"Huh, huh... Is that so?"

After sighing, Takeda straightened his body that had been bending.

He had tried to shake Sung JiHan through Yoon Se-ah, but he ended up confirming their firm relationship.

-Did the instigation fail?

-Tsk tsk, the kid is young. If he had experienced social life, he would have been submissive even if he was given only 100 million, not 500 billion.

-But she's the Sword King's daughter.

-Yoon Se-ah!! We, the Sword King's family, strongly advise you to stop being infatuated with Sung JiHan!

-The Sword King has gone crazy. God. Serious. Warning. Goosebumps...

Unaware of the fact that the chat window was going crazy.

Sung JiHan nodded approvingly towards Yoon SeA and then looked back at TakeDa.

"SeA, since you're saying this, if you have something to say, please say it here instead of being disrespectful."

"Oh, well... why are you refusing so stubbornly? I'm saying this considering your position."

"It's fine."

To confront the Recruitment Director of the Divine Guards in order to receive 50 billion won?

This wasn't a good picture.

It's hard to predict what they might say.

Father sold himself to a woman, and now his daughter is being sold for money.

Of course, the criticism to that extent could be tolerated because 50 billion won is an enormous amount of money.

"When you're not regretting the money, it eventually comes."

If Sung JiHan continues to grow as a player like this, the money will eventually follow.

Such a moment had come in his previous life, and it would come even faster this time.

And...

"That TakeDa person... is suspicious."

More precisely, he was concerned about the position of the Recruitment Director of the Divine Guards.

"I heard about it during the time of his exile in the United States. The US government banned the entry of the Recruitment Director of the Divine Guards."

They said that the Divine Guards had a Recruitment Director who was snatching away promising talents from the US, so the US government banned his entry.

They also added that it was really strange.

Regardless of race or gender, strangely, as long as that bald Recruitment Director was involved, they all went to Japan as if possessed.

He definitely had some unique gift.

It was good to be cautious.

"Hmm... it seems like you might change your mind."

TakeDa, who was contemplating for a moment, clapped his hands again.

"Phew, I understand. Sung Sang, Yoon Sang. I lost. I will proceed with the purchase of those items for 500 million yen..."

-What?

-What is it?

-Just give it to him? 500 million yen?

"Actually, that money is the money that the Sword King told me to give. Regardless of the confrontation, I have to give it."

At that statement, the chat window exploded.

-Wow, that bastard didn't even have the condition of confrontation in the first place!

-That's why you shouldn't negotiate with those spineless guys!

-As expected, be careful of bald people!

-You can lose your hair at any time too!

TakeDa took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Then, I was originally going to confront you and tell you, but since you refused so firmly, I will deliver the message from Sword King Ito instead."

-Sword King's statement?

-Did something like that happen?

Everyone looked at his mouth.

"SeA, I heard that you donated Sword Palace. It's a pity why you did such a thing. This is my last legacy that I'm giving. With this, you will be able to live a somewhat sufficient life."

Hehe.

After reading this far, TakeDa, who was adjusting his neck for a moment, emphasized the last sentence with a strong voice.

"And with this, the relationship between the two of you is over, so don't expect anything in the future... that's what he said."

"Don't expect anything in the future..."

Does this mean to eat this and leave?

Sung JiHan's face turned cold.

"Yes, if you look at this...."

Take-da stepped up to the podium and handed over a piece of paper, and Yoon Se-ah, who had approached Sung JiHan without him noticing, spoke with an expressionless face.

"Dad's handwriting matches."

"...Yes."

500 billion.

To most people, it's an astronomical amount of money.

But for the 3rd ranked player in the world, Sung JiHan, and the 1st ranked player in the Warrior rankings, it's not actually a large sum.

In the Japanese Shinja Legion, they would probably earn more than that in just one month.

"But to give this and cut off the Lady's connection?"

Last time when he came to Korea, Sung JiHan at least apologized to his daughter.

But now he confidently says that he will give her this and cut off the connection.

Even though Sung JiHan, as a stepfather, cherished his daughter and wasn't that much of a trash.

Sung JiHan, instead of getting angry now...

"Gift of the Gods. Is it really true?"

The rumor that Park Yoon-sik mentioned before.

The suspicion grew stronger whether the SSS-class gift, Gift of the Gods, really exists.

"Haha..."

Meanwhile, Yoon Se-ah slowly let out a dry laugh while looking at the letter.

"Mr. Take-da."

"Yes, yes."

"Tell Ito that I will use the final inheritance well. And tell him that I will willingly cut off the Lady's connection as he requested."

Rip, rip.

She took the paper from Sung JiHan's hand and tore it to shreds.

"Well then, Uncle. Shall we go back?"

Yoon Se-ah's expression remained unchanged as she smiled brightly.

No one thought that her smile was genuine.

"Oh, right. This is trash... It shouldn't be thrown on the ground..."

Yoon Se-ah was about to bend down to pick up the fallen pieces of paper.

But her hand, reaching towards the paper, trembled.

She felt a sense of aversion to picking up the torn pieces of paper with her father's handwriting on them.

'....'

Sung JiHan saw that and reached out his hand towards the ground.

"Leave it. I'll take care of it."

Floating.

The torn pieces of paper floated in the air.

Force.

The absolute power that combines divine power and magic power, dominating space.

It was first used not in a game, but in reality, to float the torn pieces of paper.

-What is that? What is Sung JiHan doing right now?

-Isn't he a warrior?

-Isn't he a magician...? But he didn't say any spells?

And the viewers who were watching through the broadcast were confused.

The appearance that Sung JiHan had shown so far was that of a powerful warrior class.

The sight they were seeing now was completely unexpected.

-Is the Gift like telekinesis?

There was a debate about the nature of the power that Sung JiHan was displaying.

"Fire."

When Sung JiHan casually uttered a word, the paper burst into flames and disappeared.

And those who witnessed it were able to come to one conclusion.

- Fire, you say. A magician!

- Sung JiHan is a magician?

- An individual who achieved ten kills in a survival game is a mage class...!

Sung JiHan, who had not revealed his status window.

The viewers who did not see him participate as a support in the defense game naturally assumed that Sung JiHan was a warrior.

When it was revealed that he used "Fire" magic and was a mage class, the chat box became chaotic.

"If he does this, he won't have any worries, right?"

"......Uncle."

Yoon SaeA, whose eyes regained focus after seeing the flames emerge from the paper.

She asked with a brighter expression than before.

"Fire, you say. You were a magician?"

"That's still a secret."

"Um... even to me?"

Sung JiHan smirked and looked at the camera.

"When my channel reaches 200,000 subscribers, I'll reveal it."

Sung JiHan's BattleTube channel had high views, but there weren't many subscribers who clicked the subscribe button.

After all, it was because the views increased by attracting attention with news related to the Sword Emperor.

I should complete the subscriber achievement this time.

Sung JiHan thought this and looked away from the camera.

"Oh... What is this? You were a Holy Knight, not a warrior? And this power..."

And watching this from the side, Takeba's face was flushed with excitement.

Takeba Kazuo, the recruitment manager of the Divine Guard.

As someone who had risen to the position of recruitment manager of Japan's top guild, he had grasped the part that ordinary viewers couldn't see from Sung JiHan's displayed power.

"Holy Knight!"

After rummaging through his chest, Takeba bowed deeply to Sung JiHan and handed him his business card.

"Please, please contact me at least once. With the authority of the Divine Guard's recruitment manager, I promise to give you the best treatment!"

"......"

Sung JiHan silently stared at the business card and raised his index finger.

Then, the business card floated up from Takeba's hand and spun around on Sung JiHan's index finger.

And soon.

Sizzle.

The sound of the business card tearing was heard once.

Sizzle. Sizzle. Sizzle...

"Ah..."

In an instant, the business card was torn to shreds, and the torn pieces of paper repeated the process of disintegration.

In the end, it turned into dust and disappeared into thin air.

10 seconds.

It took only 10 seconds for the business card to turn into dust and disappear.

"..."

Buzzing.

The auction house, which had been quiet as if cold water had been poured on it just moments ago, was filled with buzzing sounds.

The business card disappeared not by using magic, but solely with the power of force.

Considering the constraints of using power in the real world, this was clearly a power beyond the standards of a Bronze.

"This is my answer."

As Sung JiHan finished his words, he turned his back.

Takeba trembled all over with a flushed face, and the camera captured his back without fail.