The Regressor Make Everything

18 episodes

‘… … I’ll come back next time.’

Seeing the torn envelope, Erica went back to talking in a muffled voice. Recalling his droopy shoulders, Lee Sehun stroked his chin.

‘Even so, the relationship is not established… … .’

How the relationship is defined will vary from person to person, but the relationship defined by Sehun Lee’s unique skill, ‘The Blacksmith of Relationships’, was simple.

How big are you in that person’s mind? And to what extent do you know and understand the other person as well?

That was the only criterion for establishing a relationship and raising the level, it didn’t matter what kind of heart he had.

In that sense, the appearance and interest that Erica is showing now is normal only when the relationship is established and remains, but it does not appear continuously.

‘The outside and inside are different… … is not.’

Thanks to the blacksmith of the relationship before the return, it was clear that he was able to understand the dark inside. Then only one thing is possible.

‘The fundamentals are different, I guess.’

The values themselves are so different from those of ordinary people that relationships cannot be established in the usual way.

That would be the only way to explain this situation right now.

‘It’s really tricky.’

On the surface, it seems that some kind of friendship has been formed, but in fact, it is a relationship that can be broken at any time.

There is a saying that even just rubbing the collar is a bond, but it doesn’t seem to apply to Erica.

‘It’s annoying, but… … The more twisted he is, the more unique the stone is, so it’s worth using.’

Instead, it seems that it will not proceed as it is, so it is necessary to find out more about what type of human Erica is.

At that moment, Lee Se-hoon was thinking about how to approach him in the future.

[From now on, we will enter ‘Akal Koop’.]

A guide sound from the speaker. Sehun Lee turned his head to him and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Unlike other areas, this area is full of wide buildings. Sehun Lee looked curiously at the area of Akalkuf where combat cadets live.

‘Did you say that this area is about 1.5 times that of other departments in terms of area?’

There were some that needed a lot of space as a combat job, but there was also that because the department itself was the strongest place in Babel.

‘Department exchanges have been taking first place for decades.’

Occasionally, they won first place in other departments, but most of them were taken away again after the end of the year.

‘And Borsippa is third place in later years.’

If not only the Faculty of Smelting, but also the technical profession itself competed with other departments, there was a great tendency to be pushed back, and this was unavoidable.

This is because, unlike the visible force, technology lacks splendor and is immediately pushed back if it lacks persuasive power.

‘It’s the shame of a tech job… … .’

When Sehun Lee is looking outside while thinking about various things. A beep sounded again from above.

[The next station is ‘The School of Martial Arts’]

The Martial Arts Department, which has a class on ‘body control’ introduced by Lycaros.

It was an orthodox school created from the early days of Babel. In the past, it only dealt with pure martial arts using the body and magic, but now it is teaching by combining various techniques.

Se-hun Lee, who arrived in front of the main building, looked at it with his tongue on a different scale.

‘Hey. This would be twice as much as the smelting department… … .’

It is also on the small side compared to the largest undergraduate building in Akalkuf.

As Sehun Lee entered the main building while looking around, the cadets began to appear one by one, and then I felt their gazes gathering.

“Can I ask you one more time?”

“hey. Yes, you must be a freshman. What do you expect?”

“You also made rare-grade weapons. Do you know?”

Unlike the Faculty of Witchcraft, where only hostility was felt, the atmosphere was quite favorable. Seeing that reaction, Sehun Lee smiled involuntarily.

‘Is it a personal order?’

There are two main ways that cadets can obtain weapons in Babel.

The first is to get it from outside. The second was to purchase items made by cadets, and the latter was advantageous in the case of finished products.

This is because the items made by the cadets were made with support from Babel, so they can be purchased at a much lower price than external equipment.

‘But it’s a different story when it comes to individual orders.’

There is no problem in choosing a finished product, but we cannot guarantee how complete it will be if you order it directly.

Therefore, putting a personal spell on a cadet whose skills were not guaranteed was like a gamble, not to mention the freshman.

‘Still, since he’s the head of the department, he seems to be hitting him a little high.’

If the Martial Arts Faculty, where the proportion of weapons is not that great, shows such interest, other faculties may really try to cast a spell.

‘It’s still a bit early though.’

At Babel, first-year students can officially receive orders from the second semester. Before that, Babel didn’t even support the cost of materials, so there would be no one who dared to take it and leave it to them.

In fact, there was no one who just thought about it and no one suggested it, so Sehun Lee went straight into the building and arrived in front of the lecture hall located in the far corner.

‘I’m here.’

A classroom with a plaque labeled Body Control.

Being locked in the corner and looking small in the classroom seemed unfriendly, but you don’t know anything until you look at it.

With that thought in mind, Sehun Lee walked into the classroom.

“How many times have you told me that you have nothing to teach me!”

“Please don’t do that!!”

I found an old man screaming and a young blond young man hanging by the crotch of his pants.

“… … .”

At the sight unfolding in front of his eyes, Sehun Lee put a blank expression on his face.

The blonde young man begging while hanging from his pants crotch was partly because Jake Myers was the head of the Akalkoop department this year, but it was also because there was a really unexpected person.

“… … What else are you?”

An old man who finds Lee Se-hun belatedly and asks nervously.

Short-cut hair and a pure white beard covering the pharynx. The sharp eyes and crooked lips showed a dirty personality, but that wasn’t the important thing.

“Can’t you hear me? “Who are you?”

The old man frowned at Lee Se-hoon’s unanswered look. Seeing this, Sehun Lee came to his senses late and took out a letter of recommendation.

“This is Sehun Lee, a first-year student at the Faculty of Refining. I came here on the recommendation of Professor Richard.”

“Licaros? Did he send you?”

An old man looking up and down with an inappropriate expression. Jake, who was hanging from the crotch of his pants, explained that he did not understand why he recommended Sehun Lee.

“My friend is the head of the department of Borsippa this year. At the demonstration, he played a bigger role than me.”

“Hmm.”

At Jake’s explanation, the old man turned his head again and began to glance up and down again.

In the past and now, when we first met, the gaze that did not change. It was only after seeing that figure that Se-hun Lee became convinced that the old man in front of him was a person he knew.

‘There are times in life when people don’t have money. What’s so urgent?’

‘Who’s eating?! Wait a minute!’

‘Wow! I wasted my money making that small investment. a little extension… … Stop for a second! I understand, so don’t break the black!!!’

‘technology! Don’t tell me your skills! I’ll tell you, so stop!!’

The old man who shamelessly entrusted the request while being late for the payment on a fictional day, and taught him an impatient and impatient technique.

Ma Gwang-soo, a retired S-class hero and a regular customer before returning. At the appearance of that poor relationship, Sehun Lee put on an unbelievable expression.

‘This gentleman is a professor.’

Human garbage who only drank alcohol on a fictional day when he became addicted to gambling.

He was a character destroyer who only went hunting when he ran out of money to drink, and when a hero who handled weapons appeared on TV, he had all the flaws.

His ability is second to none, he’s not the kind of person to be a professor, so why the hell are you here?

“Ts. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look good… … Are you really recommended?”

Ma Kwang-soo, who blatantly kicks his tongue and looks down on him. Sehun Lee pulled out a letter of recommendation from his pocket, seeing that it was nothing like the one he remembered.

“Here is a recommendation letter.”

“Give me.”

Ma Gwang-soo, who snatched the recommendation letter, read it, and Se-hun Lee, who was looking at it, suddenly lowered his head at the gaze he felt from below.

“… … haha.”

Jake, who makes eye contact with Lee Se-hoon, is smiling brightly.

It didn’t look like he was doing it while hanging from his pants crotch, but it makes sense to some extent when he thinks about his partner.

‘If it’s this gentleman, it’s worth grabbing his pants’ crotch.’

Humans themselves were garbage, but in terms of skills alone, it was difficult to find a person as tall as Ma Gwang-soo.

Ascendant Ludwig, the head of Babel’s academy and a complete climber. This is because Ma Kwang-soo was one of the few colleagues he had with him while he was active duty.

‘Because that old man Ludwig said on the official line that he also learned a few things… … .’

I don’t know if that’s real or not, but he certainly had some talent for teaching others.

This is because, even on his own, he used the skills he learned from Ma Kwang-soo before he returned to good use.

“You said you made swordsmanship?”

After reading all the recommendations, Ma Gwang-soo looked at him suspiciously, and Lee Se-hoon nodded his head.

“Yes. It’s not that great.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I know, I don’t need to explain.”

“… … .”

When Sehun Lee’s eyes are wriggling. Ma Kwang-soo, who was stroking his chin, looked down at Jake, who was hanging from his pants crotch as if he remembered something.

“you. Do you want to take a class from me like that?”

“Yes! I really want to get it!”

“okay?”

Ma Gwang-soo raised an eyebrow at Jake’s answer.

Lee Se-hoon’s eyes narrowed at the way his temper hair looked dirty.

“Then try fighting with that guy. If you win, I will accept it.”

At Ma Gwang-soo’s suggestion, Jake’s eyes lit up.

* * *

A small gymnasium located inside the classroom.

Contrary to the sloppy exterior, the interior facilities were quite well-equipped, but the gymnasium seemed to have all the latest equipment.

‘It’s still an old colleague, isn’t it? They take good care of you.’

When Sehun Lee is looking around. Ma Gwang-soo glanced at the two of them.

“Stand face to face.”

Two people standing opposite to each other at the call of Ma Gwang-soo.

Sehun Lee received a training sword and held it, and Jake posed with his bare hands just like the demonstration.

It can be said that Lee Se-hoon with a sword has an advantage just by looking at the armed forces, but considering each other’s academics, it’s a no-brainer.

‘Because I could see him controlling his power during the demonstration.’

At that time, the difference in skill would be significant, but there must also be a reward from Ludwig like myself.

Depending on what the reward was, there was a possibility that it could have become stronger than it was at the entrance ceremony.

‘You’re battling with a guy like this… … .’

The intent is to see how good the swordsmanship here is, but there is no need to make Jake so ambitious.

When Lee Se-hoon frowned in a situation that was more troublesome than he thought. Ma Kwang-soo said with a smile.

“One-piece match. The one who gets one ‘effective hit’ wins no matter what number of moves it uses. There are facilities for the dungeon and I have it, so don’t worry about getting hurt.”

Although retired, a former S-class hero. Interfering in and blocking the cadets’ fight is simple enough.

They both knew that, so they looked at each other without worrying about the risk of injury.

“then… … .”

Ma Kwang-soo’s right arm slowly rose upwards, and the two of them took their own stances.

And the moment the tension reached its peak and the two of them stared intently at each other.

“start!”

At the same time as Ma Kwang-soo’s shout, Jake rushed at a frightening speed.

‘come… … !’

To win a head-to-head match for Jake is suicidal. So right now, there was only one thing he could do to win.

Jake, who runs about 10m away, finds a ‘gap’ and then stabs it.

‘It’s okay to use that counter sword, but… … .’

There is also Lycaros’s advice to take care of yourself, except when killing, and above all, I have a feeling that it won’t work for Jake.

So, Sehun Lee decided to try another ‘self-defense technique’ he learned from Ma Kwang-soo before returning.

‘The gripping method is a little looser… … And the stride… … .’

Se-hun Lee’s posture, which had been firmly fixed, was gently released, and Ma Kwang-soo, who noticed the change, made an interesting expression.

‘That guy… … You’re good at talisman.’

‘Tal-strength’ that maximizes flexibility by removing power from the line in which the posture does not collapse.

It sounds easy to say, but finding and maintaining that breathtaking line has never been so easy.

A skill that can only be achieved by understanding your own body and being able to handle it properly. Considering that he was a member of the smelting department, it was definitely great.

‘That’s not enough.’

It was only that much.

‘Is it talyeok?’

Jake, noticing Lee Se-hun’s change, lowered his body a little further, extended his hands in front of him, and changed his posture.

Changing from hitting to grabbing to match Lee Se-hoon, who wants to use his talisman. In addition, in preparation for an unexpected counterattack, it raises the magic power throughout the body and strengthens it.

Whoa!

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No matter what method Sehun Lee uses, there is no hole in sight. Ma Kwang-soo clicked his tongue at the overwhelming gap.

‘Ttt. I don’t like good-looking guys like that.’

I have no desire to teach, and most of all, I have no taste for fighting.

In my heart, I just wanted to send him back, but he also had a request from Ludwig, so it can’t be that way.

The moment Ma Gwang-soo looked at the scene, which was not as interesting as expected and only annoying.

taat!

Sehun Lee suddenly kicked the floor and ran forward.

unexpected rush. Ma Gwang-soo frowned as it seemed as if anyone was trying to resist the attack through talisman.

You’re making the situation even worse. What the hell do you mean?

‘That guy… … .’

The moment Ma Gwang-soo stared at the incomprehensible behavior. Sehun Lee’s right hand, holding the sword, moved.

Whoo-

A sword that is swinging helplessly. Jake swung his fist lightly at the blow that was embarrassing to even call it a check.

Whoops!

Lee Se-hoon’s sword, which was hit by the sword, bounced away, and the gap that was still poorly opened widened.

The only merit that Sehun Lee had was ‘street’ and ‘armed’. Seeing that both of them had disappeared, Jake immediately narrowed the remaining distance and stretched out his left hand like a thunderbolt.

Whoa!

Lee Se-hoon’s right arm, which was caught lightly. And that moment when I tried to stick it on the floor with all my might so that I couldn’t do anything stupid.

‘Blast.’

The rosary ring on his left arm fluttered in blue light.

“?!”

“… … !”

The surrounding Shia Gya turns over and the gravity that has disappeared is accelerated and plunges the body towards the ground.

Aww!

“Gagging!”

Pain that starts from the back and pierces the body like lightning.

Lee Se-hoon frowned and looked up at the dizzying blow that might have gone in a hook if it had fallen from the head.

Then he sees Ma Gwang-soo looking down at himself with wide eyes while holding Jake’s arm.

Juruk.

And then Jake was punched in the face and opened his mouth, bleeding nose. Lee Se-hoon smiled and talked about the two stupid people.

“I hit it first.”