Regressor Instruction Manual - Chapter 847

Obviously, he doesn't look like me. But….

‘That was a good finish. ’

It's a fine finish. Perhaps the reason you threw yourself into an unlikely fight was because you created this outcome.

I threw myself into a vague possibility because I thought there was no chance.

Earning her respect.

It was one of the most likely options for him to realize that he had no more cards left.

Tra ns lated by Ｊp ｍ t l.ｃ oｍ Not a bad choice. It was a gamble, but he was sure of himself.

I think we've already figured out what kind of person she is, what she's thinking, what she's living with, what kind of propensity she has.



It wasn't a lot for the two of them to talk about, but it was probably easy to spot.

She doesn't hide herself.



It always reveals who you are.

He said he wasn't a warrior, but he wanted to be treated as a warrior, and he finally met his end.

We don't know if he really got what he wanted, but perhaps Heera will respect his death and his choice.

Tr ans l ate d by Ｊpm t l.ｃoｍ - Obviously...

“Yes?”

- I think I know what it means that he was made based on the Vice Guild Master.

“What are you looking at? ”

- I can't explain it in one word... yes. Sacrifice... or... I think there might have been a different way.

“ ……. ”

- But I didn't choose anything. Because instead of sacrificing someone else, he ended up dead. Maybe it was hard. I'd rather be done with this...

“I'm not giving up. ”

- Maybe he thought it would be better for him to tie a knot.

“That thought.... ”

- You're like a vice guild master. It looks like the Vice Guild Master in the war against the Exodus.

“It's a bit different from that… but I'll admit there are some similarities. Yes..."

A slow scattering flashes into view.

The scattered scene that became a small group of stars was quite worth seeing, but not enough to feel complex emotions like Hye-jin Cho.

Cha Hee gazes quietly at the scene and pays homage to the death of the warrior.

T ransla te d by ｊp mt l.c om He also congratulated him for getting his pride back as he clenched his fist.

I can see her smiling face.

Why wouldn't she be nervous? It was Cha Hee who believed that she could do it, but she could not ignore the small trauma deep down.

In her own way, she once again crosses the wall and accomplishes what she desires.

She leans to her feet once more, tapping the red mercenary on the back.

“So... what clue...? ”

- I'll send the Alps to check it out.

“Yes. There might be some left. I hope you have a lot of things to look forward to as this is a properly completed event. ”

- Maybe there's a clue. Ji-hye left it for the vice guild master... Or at least something to control the situation afterwards...

“Anyway, please finish with Hyejin. ”

- Yes, sir.

“I want to leave the rest to my sister, but I think Hye-jin better leave it to you. ”

- The vice guild master...

“I need to see the planets. ”

- Is the guild master okay?

Well... I don't know. Tra n sl a ted b y jp ｍ tl.ｃo m

It's not going to be okay.

‘If you don't mind, you're not human. ’

It can't be true.

It is difficult for Cha Hee Ra to face her trauma. How is it possible that Kim Hyun-seong, who is weak in heart, has the biggest trauma?

Mentals were about to crumble like confectionery and your whole body wouldn't move properly.

Maybe we haven't met him yet. It's gonna be scary.

‘My sister.... ’

I sprinkled the right gifts. You know very well which makes Kim Hyunsung the most painful.

But maybe he'll pull through. You'll get through this.

I'm nervous that he knows about the car three times... but I think he'll make it. I just need a chance. If I had the chance.

When I turned my gaze, I saw Kim Hyun-seong looking at me with scarred eyes.

It looks unpredictable, but unholy.

‘That's it. It's a bit overwhelming, isn't it? ’

I think I exaggerated it a little. Blood was constantly flowing from both arms, which seemed to be scraped off with a saw blade, and the legs were not healthy either.

To the extent that I don't understand how my body is moving, it looks like it's been ripped off. T ra n s l a ted by ｊp ｍ tl .ｃ om

The fingerprints are clear, as well as severely bruised neck.

One swollen face, and above all, the abdominal wound is so devastating that I can't even look at it properly.

Tears were constantly pouring out of my eyes, and I was moving my body with blood soaking in white sulphuric acid.

A lovely regretter, like the one I had seen for a long time, looked as handsome as before, but his face seemed pale.

I'm trying hard to look at you with a disgusting look on my face.

A hesitant gesture, I was looking at it quietly whether I wanted to talk to it, but I was shaking my head quietly for no reason.

It's not a bad sign that he looks like that.

We don't know the exact clearing conditions for this event yet.

It is better to act hostile immediately than to not know how the event will take place.

- Mr. Hyunsung.

- …….

- Mr. Hyunsung.

- …….

- Mr. Hyunsung?

- …….

‘Speak of the devil. ’

Of course, it is a miracle that Lee Mang will speak with his neck.

- Yes...

-- there seems to be a lot going on.

- Yes...

-- I think there's been a lot going on since we first met. We talked, we reminisced, but we made a lot of memories. Even someone who was a little awkward became this close....

- …….

--- I don't blame Mr. Hyunsung.

‘What the hell. Shiva. What are you after? ’

A little embarrassed, unlike the expected development.

At best, "You gonna kill me? I'll blame you and curse you ’The event I felt was more peaceful than I judged.

There are no feelings of hostility or anger for Hyunsung Kim on the face of an event NPC that has been made a little better.

Rather, it was a warm hug and the face of the saint who wanted to understand everything.

-- that's what I wanted and wanted. I've always been looking at what happened here. I was constantly trying to figure out what the conditions were for us to be happy together, but what I always saw was what happened in this place. I know it's a ridiculous story, but it was necessary to defeat them. It took a man's sacrifice to protect the continent, and I thought I had to be that man.

- …….

---I 'm sorry to leave a scar for Hyunsung...

- I'm... I'm just... I'm sorry.

‘What the hell. Why are you doing this? ’

How does this go? Sis, can I go like this? Can I go into a warm atmosphere like this?

No, of course, Kim Hyun-seong is in pain.

I think he's in a lot of pain.

More frankly, it was a face that was about to collapse.

I thought I would be able to face a few previous events with a few small events.

I did everything I could, though. I talked to her sometimes. I encouraged her.

He was early to say that his mental health had been completely restored, but at least he managed to prevent suicide, so he deserved great psychotherapy.

I didn't expect it to collapse at this rate.

Respiratory instability.

There are already tears in the eyes. I don't know what I'm looking at, but I'm looking down at my arm.

It's like making sure my blood is on it. I'm looking around.

It's hard for me to breathe because of the effects of the regretter's manual.

It seemed to me that I was trying to find peace of mind or gripping the sword that I lowered, but I could see whether it was because of the cold touch of metal or the quick release of my hands.

Suddenly, he touches his face as if he were facing reality.

- I'm just... sorry. I'm... I'm so sorry. W-what should I d-do?

--- …….

- Uweeeeeeeek...

--- …….

- Ki-young...

--- …….

I can't believe how ugly it looks to jump in like that.

I don't know if he's a real continental hero. If that's the enemy, what are you gonna do?

Of course, there's no sign of it, but if it's a bomb, how do we get close enough?

In the meantime, I see you trying to heal your wounds.

Is that some kind of dungeon event NPC? Are you really distinguishing this from reality?

Who put hallucinogenic or subconscious magic in here?

- Stay still. (* Sobbing *) I'm going to g-hurt you.

--- …….

- Don't move anymore. If we keep moving... it's dangerous. It's dangerous.

“That's not me. ”

- Is... is your neck okay? (* Sobbing *)

---Yes, I'm fine. Mr. Hyunsung, I don't feel any pain. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt. I'm a fragment of his memory. Fragments of his little memory that were finally met here....

“That would be a lie. I mean, it's just a bunch of crap. ”

-- but I have a small request from Hyunsung.

- Yes?

-- Can you hear me?

- Yes... yes...

-- Can you hear my wish?

Save yourself, Saber? Please die. The same line... has already been watered...

---Once again.

- Yes?

He looks up and grabs Hyunsung Kim's sleeve tight.

-- Please kill me again.

I raise my mouth to look at Kim Hyun-seong with a strange look that I've never even made.

“Oh... fuck... ”

---Please... kill me again.

[Main event of the continent where the son of mythical dungeon light is sacrificed, the sacrificed Saint begins.]