Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 5)

Chapter 846: The Last (79)

It seemed that the lie about borrowing the power of demon summoner trash to hide my true intentions would work. This let me raise my chin slightly and grin.

The demon summoning trash couldn't see my face anyway, but atmosphere and focus were important in this case.

"Everything went as expected."

-...

"Everything was as expected. Hyejin, tell him quickly."

-...

"Ah... please. It's a lifetime wish. Really."

-Everything... was going as expected.

"Considering the wide area of infection and the special situations that haven't been seen before, the results are as I predicted. Well, I have no intention of blaming you. As you said... you didn't know what happened after this. Ha... Haha, I'm not going to blame you."

—...

"Attracting attention was your role. The real deal was this. It wouldn't have been bad to summon the incarnation of Benignore, but... that plague trash required a move he wouldn't expect."

-Is that... true?

"He tried to control everything from the beginning to the end. Even if we'd summoned Benignore's incarnation, he would have come up with a way to deal with it. It is undeniable that there were some errors, but... the results are perfect. Everything... was as I designed..."

—That's ridiculous.

His face didn't lie. He seemed to think it was bullsh*t at first, but he had in mind the possibility that what I was saying was true. Although it was around one or two percent, it was enough to make it seem a success just by planting a very small suspicion.

Since he had been stabbed in the back several times in unusual ways, he looked like he thought that unconvincing bullsh*t could be persuasive. Even if I didn't brag any more, I could guarantee that a feeling of self-doubt was growing in the heart of the demon summoner trash.

"The Red Beast and the Plaguelord. Look at this battle that's only ever supposed to happen in myths. It's a great scene, isn't it?"

The two collided with each other. The Lord of Lies, Belial, grew larger as he swung his sword, but Cha Hee-ra didn't retreat.

She raised her gauntlet-like arm, deflected the blade, and continued to move.

The battle looked like it was taking place from a distance, but in reality, it wasn't.

Could it be that he was the one being pushed back?

As he stretched out his arm, tremendous energy began to rise in the air.

It tried to wrap around her, looking dangerous even to me, but she twisted, broke it, and then moved again.

—Damn... What the hell are you...? What... What the hell are you?! You appear out of nowhere and...

-Cha Hee-ra.

—Damn!! Sh*t! That's not what I meant. What are you? Damn! Are you... really human?

-I'm Cha Hee-ra. Why would you need any other answer besides that?

—...

-Don't define me by things like being human or a god. I'm Cha Hee-ra. That's it.

—How dare... a bitch like you pop out of nowhere... and ruin everything? Do you... Do you really think I would tolerate such a thing? An impurity that suddenly intervened...

-...

Booooooooooooom!!!

With that sound, the fist of the beast, covered in red armor, locked right into the bastard.