Regressor’s Life After Retirement

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[I’ll take a spin and come back]

One month later.

The new Busan City Hall building was temporarily built across from Mawangseong Fortress.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in front of it. Busan citizens who survived the Busan disaster and people from Seoul gathered together.

Click, click, click!

Reporters set off flashlights toward the front. Where their cameras were pointing, President Kim Soo-ho was coming up to the podium.

“…….”

President Kim Su-ho had a heavy expression. He looked around the audience once and then opened his mouth.

“A month ago, Busan suffered a terrible disaster.”

…The citizens bowed their heads for a while as the memorial service began like that.

All of the citizens of Busan gathered here lost family, friends, and acquaintances. Everyone experienced terrible pain, and in some cases, they made extreme choices because they could not escape the feeling of loss.

But I couldn’t sit there in despair forever.

The living must continue to live.

President Kim Su-ho also emphasized that point.

“…Now we must stand up. We must remember those who sacrificed for us and honor them for a long time. “We must protect this city they protected.”

President Kim Soo-ho’s voice spread softly but clearly.

Not only the president, but also one of the strongest superhumans.

A person who saved countless citizens during the First Gate and rebuilt the collapsed government.

Kim Soo-ho’s heroic superhuman charisma immediately captured the audience.

One thing to add is that recently, I was even learning martial arts from Taesang, the head of the Heavenly Demon Church.

Towards the end of the speech, President Kim Soo-ho brought up the main point he had made.

“There are heroes who played a great role in recapturing Busan. “Today I want to applaud them.”

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause poured in.

Medal award ceremony.

Only now that the situation in Busan has been roughly resolved is an opportunity to express gratitude to the heroes who played a major role in recapturing the city.

“Captain Joo Da-hye.”

President Kim Soo-ho was the first to call Joo Da-hye. She came up to the stage in a formal attire with a restrained posture.

President Kim Soo-ho awarded her a medal and shook hands.

The President said in a low voice.

“Thank you for protecting Busan.”

“…It was something I had to do as a soldier and as a citizen.”

Joo Da-hye answered with a stern expression. President Kim Soo-ho was her idol.

President Kim Soo-ho said with a gentle smile.

“Please take good care of Busan in the future. Mayor Joo Da-hye.”

“I’m still only taking on this role temporarily…”

“Haha. “I know what the mayor is called in Busan.”

Saint Judarch.

Joo Da-hye, who did not want to hear that nickname – even from the President – who had no intention of leaving it alone once she caught the first person to call her, hurriedly lowered her head.

“Mayor. Citizens are waiting. “Please say something.”

“Ah yes.”

Joo Da-hye turned around and stood in front of the microphone.

Tens of thousands of people were looking at him. That alone put an enormous burden on my shoulders.

Expectation Distrust Trust Anger Hatred.

Various emotions felt in various facial expressions.

And the eyes are already trying to evaluate her.

These were all the people she would have to deal with in the future.

Joo Da-hye looked around without realizing it, looking for Daein’s face.

‘…You didn’t come as expected.’

For some reason, it seemed like that. If it’s that person.

‘He must have refused to go with a look of annoyance, asking what kind of medal he was getting for something that was nothing special.’

That may be the landlord’s way.

Joo Da-hye respected his methods.

But I had no intention of fitting everything in there.

Because she has her ways.

“…I am not the hero you think.”

People looked puzzled at Joo Da-hye’s first words. Joo Da-hye’s expression was too solemn to be considered humility.

“There are real heroes. “I was not the one who brought together the scattered forces in the shelters, generously passed on his skills to the superhumans, and spearheaded the plan to recapture Busan.”

Murmur.

Ordinary citizens who did not know the details of the situation from a month ago began to mutter.

“What does that mean?”

“Wasn’t the saint the commander-in-chief?”

After taking the Demon King’s Castle, the Great Man spent most of his time inside the castle. Therefore, few ordinary citizens even saw his face.

On the other hand, the soldiers and adepts who participated in the battle that day nodded to Joo Da-hye’s words.

Joo Da-hye continued.

“He attacked alone and killed the devil. He gave us back this city.”

Then one of the reporters raised his hand and asked.

“Who is this person speaking now? “Please tell me your name!”

In fact, the reporters already knew who Joo Da-hye was talking about.

Unlike ordinary citizens, reporters had multiple contacts with soldiers and superhumans.

However, Whitehouse did not want ‘that name’ mentioned.

What reporter would dare to go against the guild’s belief that it has more power than the government these days?

‘But it’s a different story if that name comes out of Joo Da-hye’s mouth first.’

At that moment, all the reporters’ eyes lit up like a pack of hyenas.

However, Joo Da-hye never mentioned ‘that name’.

“…I will not tell you his name. Because you probably don’t want it. But the reason I brought this up is.”

“…….” When

Joo Da-hye paused for a moment, her son-in-law became quiet as if it were a lie.

Everyone was looking at her. At that moment, a sacred halo illuminated behind her. It was an ability that was used without his knowledge.

Paaaaat…!

In that way, the saint opened her mouth.

“I want to tell you that I will never forget His grace throughout my life, and that Busan will not forget it. “On behalf of Busan, I would like to say thank you to him.”

Thunderous applause poured down on her as she bowed her head.

Afterwards, Joo Da-hye expressed her gratitude to each and every person who had worked hard together and then went down the podium.

“Huh. This is so….”

President Kim Soo-ho looked at Joo Da-hye’s back with an expression of admiration.

“You don’t have to worry about Busan from now on.”

After joking lightly, the president called the next person. There were still many people left to receive medals.

“Wang Gu-ho, team leader of White House Guild Team 7.”

“Four four!”

Wang Guho, who was extremely nervous, climbed up onto the stage, extending his limb on the same side forward like a broken robot. He received the medal on behalf of 7 teams.

“Uh, I… there’s someone I’d like to thank too.”

Wang Guhao stuttered and spoke to the people looking at him.

“It is all thanks to ‘him’ that I am able to stand here. thank you. Actually, this is not for me to receive, but I have to give it to you… but you probably won’t take it anyway if you don’t need it.”

Like Joo Da-hye, Wang Gu-ho also spoke about ‘him’ and went down.

…The President called the next person with an embarrassed expression.

“Lieutenant Noh Jae-wook.”

Lieutenant Noh Jae-wook was the platoon leader of the unit that went with Daein to set up a barracks in the city. He received a medal for his actions.

Noh Jae-wook spoke into the microphone with shining eyes.

“Watching ‘Him’ also made me think about what a true hero is like. “I hope to write his story someday.”

After Noh Jae-wook spoke about his aspirations and left, President Kim Soo-ho looked a little embarrassed.

‘No way, the next person…’

That premonition was absolutely correct.

“…I’ll just say one thing about ‘him’ and leave.”

Blood Rider Sura, who came up to the stage, spoke with a serious expression. He received the medal on behalf of the warriors of the Heavenly Demon God Church who performed great work.

“He saved this lowly life and also forgave my sins. Someday, I will definitely repay that great grace with my life….”

“Hmm. “I heard you well.”

The existence of ‘him’ who is mentioned again and again.

The citizens were now so curious that they were going crazy.

“Who the hell is he?”

“Shouldn’t you at least tell me your name?”

“Why is such a great hero not here?”

Murmur.

Citizens began speculating about ‘him’ and soon began creating rumors of their own.

“Isn’t it because the injury was so severe that I couldn’t come out?”

“Well, if I had defeated the Demon King alone, I would have suffered serious injuries.”

“I think he didn’t come out because he was afraid all the attention would be on him. “It’s about being considerate of other people.”

“Maybe he used his ability to sacrifice himself….”

“Oh my god. “What kind of Jesus?”

In this way, countless rumors and speculations about ‘him’ were created.

And little by little, the name ‘landlord’ began to be mentioned through the mouths of many people.

But that’s a story for a little later.

***

“Cluck. “As I live, I see all kinds of strange things.”

On the rooftop of the new Busan City Hall building.

Cheon Mu-geuk chuckled as he watched the crowd of people making noise from afar.

Everyone was talking about one person.

About his student who wasn’t even there.

“Now I see this guy. “It was like this everywhere I went.”

Cheon Mu-geuk looked very happy. Baek Chang-soo, standing next to him, was also smiling.

“yes. It seems so. “Master.”

Baek Chang-su calls Cheon Mu-geuk his teacher. His prayers had changed noticeably in just one month.

“The vice president requested that his name be omitted today, so he wrote to the reporters…”

“Clark. ” Haven’t you done enough? “Who knew that girl and other kids would talk like that?”

Cheon Mu-geuk looked at Joo Da-hye, who was seated.

Well-trained body and upright posture. The considerable strength and unique abilities felt within the body were also interesting.

“…He’s someone I’d like to teach if I get the chance.”

I also felt glad to be his teacher since he seemed to care so deeply about his students.

“Cluck. “I’m saying that because he looks like me, he has a woman’s attire.”

“…….”

I don’t know what the resemblance is, but Baek Chang-soo didn’t make any foolish remarks that went against his teacher’s wishes.

‘I don’t know if it’s similar, but it’s not wrong.’

When I looked in the direction where Baek Young-hee was, I saw my daughter narrowing her eyes and glaring at the back of Joo Da-hye’s head.

‘My daughter. ‘You too have suffered a lot.’

Baek Chang-su shook his head. Cheon Mu-geuk turned and said.

“I think I’ve seen enough. “Let’s go now.”

“yes.”

Whick!

The two divine forms disappeared from there, and before they knew it, they were within the realm of the Demon King.

Cheonmugeuk looked up at the strangely shaped Demon King Castle and muttered.

“But this is just what it looks like…”

He couldn’t bring himself to say that the castle where his student lived looked like ‘a child’s roughly made toy’.

Baek Chang-soo had similar thoughts, but he was still calmer than his teacher.

Because I knew why the Demon King Castle was like that.

“The vice president said he is currently remodeling the place himself.”

“Rimo… “What is that?”

“It means fixing it and making it again.”

Cheon Mu-geuk, who understood what Baek Chang-soo meant, clicked his tongue.

“Tsk tsk. Daein is that guy. This kind of dexterity is really poor. “When I was in the martial arts school, I once ate the food he cooked…”

Baek Chang-soo nodded eagerly, as if he deeply sympathized with his teacher’s story.

“The problem is that I am the only one who does not know that.”

***

“You’re finally here.”

The great man greeted the two with a happy expression.

“Cluck. “It’s been a while.”

“long time no see.”

This was the first time the three met again after Daein left for Busan.

Cheonmugeuk was constantly busy negotiating with the government over the immigration issue of the Cheonmashinyo religion, and Baek Changsu learned martial arts from Cheonmugeuk and helped his teacher with his work.

Since President Kim Soo-ho came down to Busan this time, the two came down together to see the great man.

“…Hmm?”

Cheonmugeuk’s eyebrows twitched as he looked at Daein. At first it was slightly, but later I opened my mouth in surprise.

“you…?”

“Master. “Why are you doing this?”

Baek Chang-soo opened his eyes blankly, as if he didn’t feel anything.

Cheon Mu-geuk looked at Dae-in with an expression of disbelief.

“Hey. “When did your Heavenly Demon God’s level of skill become so high?”

“Um, that’s it…”

The great man scratched his head sheepishly. I tried to hide it, but it seems like it was too much to fool my teacher.

“I guess I improved quickly because I trained hard?”

“Hey! Is this a reasonable speed for training hard? “You can’t believe it…”

Cheon Mu-geuk was startled and grabbed Dae-in’s wrist.

‘I don’t think he has a heart attack.’

My heart was surprised when I saw Zara, and I was surprised when I saw the lid of the pot. Cheon Mu-geuk, who had been seriously injured twice, heard that thought first.

However, both the inner energy and demonic energy flowing within the great man’s body were extremely pure.

“What on earth happened to this?”

“Actually…”

The Great Man went into his subconscious and told the story of his fight with Simma.

When his story ended, Cheon Mu-geuk nodded with an expression of admiration.

“You guys gain talent in all sorts of ways.”

“It’s all thanks to having a good teacher.”

“Cluck. I know how to speak properly. “I’m glad my advice was helpful.”

An unbearable smile appeared on Cheon Mu-geuk’s lips.

In fact, he was a co-disciple with the Geomwang, but he was secretly disappointed that the great man had mainly used the Breaking Heavenly Technique until now.

“I’m only saying this now, but the Heavenly Demon Godkong is a much better martial art than the Pacheonshinkung. The crude martial arts that that Geomwang guy made…”

“Yes, yes. You must be young. You’re not going to keep standing here, are you? Come over here.”

The great man guided the two people to the inner part of Daejeon. I had told Lily to go out and play in advance, so there was no one there.

There was an important story today.

“Vice President. “What is that?”

Baek Chang-soo, who discovered the main core of the Demon King’s Castle, asked Daein with a curious expression.

“I was already going to explain. What is that and what will happen to Earth in the future…”

“You bastard. “Why are you lowering your voice so that it doesn’t suit you?”

“That’s because it’s quite serious.”

Daein sighed lightly and explained to the two people about the coming catastrophe [Hellgate].

Daein explained in as much detail as possible what would happen in the future and what enemies would invade.

“…So far. “This is information I found out by interrogating the Demon King myself.”

When Daein’s story was over, the two people’s expressions became serious.

“It’s a war with extraterrestrials… so we need to prepare.”

“Cluck. Those guys are so strong. “I guess you won’t be bored.”

Baek Chang-soo mutters with a serious expression.

And Cheon Mu-geuk tries to look calm, but his expression becomes hard.

Both of them had the personality of not shying away from a confrontation with a strong person, and were rather happy about it.

But war is different. Even the lives of the people they led were at stake.

Naturally, the two’s expressions could not help but harden.

‘That’s also why I like these two people.’

“So, what do you mean? “I have a favor to ask you two.”

“To us?”

The great man nodded.

“I will tell you later what I would like to ask you, Master. First of all, CEO. “I’m going on a business trip.”

Baek Chang-su nodded obediently, as if he was no longer surprised.

“Okay. Where do you plan on going this time?”

Baek Chang-soo didn’t think he would be surprised if Daein went to Mars and brought back aliens.

But Daein’s answer was unexpected.

Rather, it is too ordinary.

“I won’t go far this time.”

There was no need to go to another dimension for a while.

“Almost everything you need is on Earth.”

Instead, Daein planned to take a quick trip around the world.

On top of that, I also travel the world a bit.

[I’ll take a spin and come back] End

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