The Regressor Make Everything

65 episodes

“… … .”

The soft sofa that supports the body lying on it and the texture of thin, crumbly paper covering the face.

The vivid sensations felt at the same time as consciousness awakened, Sehun Lee looked at his body while lying still.

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The body was broken in several places, but it was put together with all my might, and the body became quite solid. There were many places where the magic circuit was also broken, but it was not to the extent that it could not be used because it was separated by the Spirituality Magic.

The blood that pulsates according to his will and the seven elemental magical powers accumulated in his body. Sehun Lee, who looked at all of that, quickly came to a conclusion.

‘It’s old.’

Before the return, to be more precise, the time when the war with the demons had just begun.

Se-hun Lee, having grasped the approximate time period, slowly moved his old body and removed the paper that covered his face.

“Here… … .”

The clear glass ceiling and the Milky Way clearly visible beyond it. When he looked down, he saw bookshelves that looked three times his height.

A red carpet was spread on the floor, and various books and papers were piled up on it. At that time, Lee Se-hoon’s eyes frowned at the scenery where luxury and complexity were felt at the same time.

“Are you awake now?”

A voice of admiration came from behind.

“They come in and sleep for four hours. I knew you were shameless, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.”

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Not sarcastic, but genuinely admiring how humans can do that.

In a tone that touched a person’s temper, Lee Se-hun turned his head and looked at the person sitting at the luxurious desk.

Black hair and brown skin. Distinctive silvery eyes and gently raised corners of the mouth.

Sehun Lee slowly opened his mouth to the face he wanted to hit in a different meaning from Seongha Yeom.

“Amir Singh… … .”

Binggyeon, one of the three dogs. Se-hun Lee narrowed his eyes at the sight he had not seen in a long time, and Amir hurriedly waved his hand.

“Wow. Calm down, brother. It’s just a light joke. It’s a bit difficult to make a fuss in the office, even if you don’t know about it anywhere else.”

“… … .”

It’s like looking at a walking bomb, not a person. It was a dream, but when Lee Se-hun was admiring the image that was vividly reproduced one by one.

“If anyone sees it, they’ll think I’m a rabid dog. Don’t do it, dude.”

A nervous response escaped Lee Se-hoon’s mouth.

‘… … what?’

An answer that jumped out regardless of his will. While Sehun Lee was startled by that, his mouth moved once again.

“More than that, why did you chew the summons? I told you to come out.”

A voice that still flows smoothly. Even when it comes out of his own mouth, he feels a strange sense of alienation as if someone else is speaking.

Lee Se-hoon, who looked at his body again in the repeated situation, noticed how the situation had become.

‘Are you experiencing the memories of the past in the first person?’

Instead of dreaming against the background of the past, we vividly experience the memories of that time.

Sehun Lee, who had realized that far, realized that he could not move his body recklessly.

‘It’s recognized as my body, but I feel out of control.’

It was intended to look at the memories of the past, but I hope it will be applied like this. When Sehun Lee is examining his body in a strange sense.

“I’m not chewing. You are speaking in a way that makes people sad.”

Amir made an unfair expression and pointed to the desk and the papers piled up around it.

“Can’t you see the stuff piled up here? It’s my brother, I just take an order from a customer and hit the hammer. … .”

“Don’t talk bullshit, tell me your true feelings. Before you really blow it away.”

“… … 🥺 You are very serious.”

Amir put on a sad expression on Lee Se-hoon’s threat, and then leaned over on a luxurious leather chair and folded his arms.

“I told you before. Brother, you won a bet from me, so I’ll admit it, but I don’t believe in the union or anything like that.”

“After the Ascension Festival, even the pilgrims died. Two runners died in one year, would you hit the back of the head?”

“ha… … You really don’t know what.”

Amir took a deep breath and looked at him with a cold face.

“I hit it because it’s the same situation right now. It’s a great opportunity.”

An answer that evokes deep-rooted distrust. Seeing that scene, Sehun Lee recalled what kind of person Binggyeon was.

‘Even though they seem friendly on the outside, in a sense, they were more distrustful of humans than rabies or gangsters.’

In fact, despite the longest exchanges, joining the Allied Forces was the slowest among the three dogs. When Sehun Lee is looking at the sight of old memories coming to life with interest.

“older brother.”

Amir got up from his chair and made a serious expression.

“Do you know what percentage of the S-class heroes that have appeared in the past 20 years are from Babel?”

“How do I know that?”

“It’s 70 percent. Including those who have been expelled.”

Superhumans who are qualified to challenge the finish line and are like natural disasters that can change the shape of the map.

It was only overshadowed by monsters called perfect men, but the S-class heroes were also formidable, and Babel raised most of those characters.

“Isn’t that great? Even 50% would make sense, but it’s more than that… … .”

Amir got up from his seat and walked backwards, gently pushing one of the bookshelves to the side.

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The slide-made bookshelves slide smoothly to the side, revealing new bookshelves behind them.

Amir continued the story, pushing the bookshelves that he did not know how many to the side.

“But there is one other thing that Babel produces just as well as S-class heroes. What is it?”

“Because I don’t know. Just tell me the point.”

“Main.”

Amir took the books out of the bookshelf and said calmly.

“50% of the identified S-Class Minions are from Babel. Perhaps the number of unidentified mines will increase as we investigate them? The prestigious ones are shunned and destroy the evidence.”

A few books piled up on top of his hand, and Amir put it down lightly in the empty air.

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A thin tray of ice made by freezing moisture in the air. Although the other side was thin enough to see through, he lightly supported the books Amir had placed on them and followed them while floating in the air.

“People think that Manmajeon left Babel because they are afraid of the Ascension Festival… … That’s only half right.”

Amir, having selected all the books he wanted, walked over to this side, leaned his arm on the back of the sofa, and pointed his finger forward.

Pakang!

Five trays fell like falling on the table in front of the sofa and disappeared as if melting into the air.

Books piled up in the blink of an eye. Looking at the data, Sehun Lee caught his eye on some of the titles written on the outside.

[Babel faculty suspected of being a spectator]

[Unofficial Cooperation Report between Babel and Manma]

[Design of special facilities hidden in Babel]

“There was no reason to attack. It’s a place that nurtures future minds.”

A Babel that nurtures outstanding heroes and at the same time creates powerful magic. The paradoxical story reminded me of Lee Se-hun’s blurry memories.

‘okay… … Surely there were stories like this.’

Babel was so huge that it was unusual in scale and level to be called an ordinary educational institution.

Questions about the purpose of its establishment and the system of ascension had been raised endlessly.

Of course, it all ended in conspiracy theories because there was no proper evidence, but now he has evidence to back it up before his eyes.

‘If only I could see these… … .’

Maybe we can set a direction for how we will behave in the future at Babel. As soon as that thought came to mind, a question arose.

‘But why didn’t I know of any of this?’

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No matter how bad your memory is, if you’ve seen the data Amir has put together, it’s normal to remember something.

When Sehun Lee is looking at the data in front of him with a puzzled expression.

“therefore?”

A muffled voice came out of his mouth.

“Where is Babel lost? How about that?”

“So, there is a possibility that he is communicating with Manmajeon… … .”

“You’re in pain. you also.”

The conversation is cut off, and the air around you sinks coldly.

He didn’t turn his head, so he couldn’t see Amir’s face, but he could tell by feeling that it wasn’t very good.

“Just be honest. It’s informational, so we have to sell it both ways, but I won’t be able to do it because I’m afraid the deal will be cut off.”

“… … You’re really hungry. On a subject I know nothing about.”

The pretense is stripped away, and the original cold tone of voice comes out. In response to that reaction, the former self responded nervously.

“I don’t know what to know, but one thing is for sure. That the Ascension Emperor and Babel you suspect have risked their lives to fight against the Demon of Destruction and annihilate them.”

“… … .”

“Isn’t that more reliable than a sly person like you who is stuck in a corner and only doubts that there is no one to trust?”

Without even looking at the material in front of him, his body stands up at will.

“It’s okay to sell inside information, so please cooperate. Because those demons are more dangerous than I imagined.”

With those words, the body walks towards the door. At the same time, the surrounding landscape began to blur little by little.

Recognizing that it was a sign that the memory was ending, Sehun Lee put on a surprised expression.

‘for a moment… … This is how it ends?’

It’s good to be reminded of your doubts about Babel, but you still have to get something.

But contrary to that thought, the body just keeps walking forward. Lee Se-hoon’s eyes were distorted in a situation he couldn’t control.

‘ね… … They’re all gathered over there… … .’

It’s not about giving and taking, isn’t it too much to become like this? The moment when anger was about to bloom at the memory of taking medicine with yourself in the past.

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A purple flame rose from his chest.

“uh?”

The body that was walking stops and the strange feeling of constraint that binds the whole body disappears. Realizing that he had regained his physical freedom, Se-hun Lee immediately turned around without thinking about the reason.

“… … .”

Then he saw Amir, who was biting his lips and bowing his head with an angry expression on his face.

Sehun Lee immediately remembered the reason for his unexpected appearance.

‘Come to think of it, the reason this guy was dealing with Manmajeon was because of the phantom magic.’

One of the Ten Evils, ‘Dream Hwanma’ was called the master of the entertainment district deeply rooted in the darkness of society.

Amir’s family, who had been an information merchant in the shadows for generations, was completely subordinated to the dream demon, and because of that, they had no choice but to remain neutral even when the war with the demon began.

‘But it would have been a bit embarrassing if I was insulted because it’s insidious.’

But what to do? It was long after the dreamer had died and the alliance began to collapse.

It was a memory of the past anyway, so Sehun Lee ignored Amir and went straight to the data.

“… … older brother?”

Amir’s questionable voice was heard, but Sehun Lee did not pretend to hear and began to quickly look through the data.

‘It’s impossible to remember the details in my head anyway.’

Try to focus on things that are as big as possible, or that seem to be related.

Taking advantage of his experience of snatching numerous papers, Lee Se-hoon skimmed only the main points among the numerous pieces of information.

[The extinct Inoue clan. Caught the circumstances of having regular interactions with the observer. Please confirm the faction you belong to]

[Lea Claudel, president of the Galaxy Company. Among the ten evils, there is a relationship with the puppeteer and Eunwon. Details need to be confirmed.]

[Confirmation of the involvement of the Barmut family, who was interacting with the viewers, in the abolition of Babel’s smelting department. Further investigation into the circumstances is required.]

[Confirmation of the circumstances in which Manmajeon intervened in the death of the youngest archbishop of the Pilgrimage Church. A more detailed investigation is needed.]

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There were many names I didn’t know, and there were quite a few names I knew.

As I looked around at random, the space around me became more and more blurry, and the documents I was holding in my hand collapsed in shape.

that last. I turned over one more document that Sehun Lee was looking at.

[Former advisor Kim In-cheol of the Faculty of Refining. Confirmed by the blacksmith who belonged to the watcher. It is estimated that he died of being caught up in salt hunting.]

A brief sentence caught Lee Se-hoon’s eyes clearly.

* * *

[The awakening dream has been activated]

Wrath-!

Forced awakening spirit. With his eyes wide open, Sehun Lee stood up and covered his mouth.

“Wow… … .”

feeling of vomiting. Feeling as if his whole body was forcibly shoved into a narrow hole, Sehun Lee quickly identified the cause while sweating.

‘Are you confusing it with the body in your memory? … I didn’t expect this.’

As the memories of the past were vividly experienced in the first person, the sense of disparity in the body seemed to be even more severe.

If this wasn’t over because the dream of waking up cleared up the confusion once, there might have been a big problem with the internal organs being twisted.

“Whew… … Whoo… … .”

Sehun Lee, who took a deep breath for a moment, caught up with his disturbed senses, and looked around slowly.

The surrounding area has not changed much from when using the Dream Gyudo. I looked at the time and saw that less than a minute had passed.

‘It doesn’t seem like a lot of time is wasted looking at the memory. It’s also useful.’

Under the premise that there are reliable guys, looking at the memories from the outside doesn’t seem to be a problem.

Se-hun Lee, who had been thinking for a while about the use of the dreamcatcher, suddenly looked around.

“… … Well?”

Se-hun Lee made a puzzled expression at the appearance of a purple dagger, a dreamy dagger that is invisible no matter where you look.

‘Where did you fall?’

I looked under the sofa and under the table, but I couldn’t see it anywhere. At that sight, Sehun’s expression hardened little by little.

“no way… … disposable?”

Did you mean that the expensive weapons, which were made using rare materials called dreamcatchers and namhwawoo, that would be worth billions in value, were only used once and then disappeared?

When Sehun Lee’s expression hardened in a situation that he couldn’t believe even when he saw it with his own eyes. Suddenly, his gaze turned to the living room window.

“… … ?”

The scenery of Babel became dark even in the downtown area when the lights went out. And his hazy body reflected on it.

There, Lee Se-hun’s eyes turned to the chest he had stabbed with a dreamy sword.

[Unarmed ‘Dream Hwangyudo’ is absorbed into the body.]

[You have acquired the skill ‘Dream Storage (A)’.]

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The purple flames inside her body lit up like purple.