Regressor Instruction Manual

Son of a bitch... This is really...

‘I really don't know. ’

[I've had a drink... Today... I'm going to apologize sincerely. My apologies... I don't want them to get through to you. But Ki-young... Just remember I'm serious. I'm not going to explain to you what happened. I just want the truth to be told that I regret that choice. My apologies may not be good… I thought about it day and night… I tried my best, I tried my best. It's not just an apology. I hope you can feel my sincerity. Sorry…]

Whether he drank alcohol as bread or even spelled it wrong, it was not a bad idea.

If Hyunsung Kim is drunk enough, I can't understand how much he drank. Maybe he drank a 10,000 year old drink dipped in dragons.

Actually, that's not the point. I felt like I would decorate the first page of Black History of Hyunsung Kim rather than feel that the article that I wrote would disappear.

Naturally, the community burned down in an instant. I had no choice but to finish early that morning.

"I'm tired, Shiva. ’

First, check the reply of the text you sent last night.

[Stop it. Really.]

The message I sent was:

[Sorry….]

The answer is written. I'm gonna have to write you back. It looked so cold.

[I just need a little time.]

Yeah. I need a little time... To be honest, I think I'm all set... But I'm still upset. This is what we're doing as a force catcher. Do you understand?

Ridiculously, that article worked. It's only effective that he looks a little light rather than sincere.

It's not an appropriate example, but maybe it's similar to the couple living together for a long time feeling compassion for each other at the last moment.

Kim Hyun-seong and I went through all kinds of things together. Kim Hyun-seong, who always looked big, looked so small for the first time.

The day before, he looked at the telescope and even looked miserable.

In fact, I understand how he feels. How embarrassing he must have been, since he was more clumsy than a child who had a relationship with people.

The atmosphere is almost like a declaration of separation, and a happy Benigoram, except for yourself.

meaningful topics.... Fear that he might be distant from his close friends, and that he would always have to get help from drinking to face all the whirlwinds of feeling that he had made the same mistake and broke his heart.

‘Poor kid. ’

I'm stuck in my room all day studying, and I want to hang out with my friends after the exam period, but if I get disconnected, it will hurt my heart. I was actually trying to do something nice.

[Yes, I'll be waiting. Sorry.]

‘Yes, of course we should wait. ’

[And Benigoragram, I think you should delete your account.]

Don't make that mistake again.

[Yes... Ki-young. I hope you still have a great day.]

[Yes. ^ ^]

[I'm sorry. If I made a mistake...]

[Oh, it's not like that. I look forward to your work.]

He's gonna get PTSD on his emoticon. It was a little funny to see her surprised by the pot pot of breasts growing up, but she needs a psychopath like this to do better.

Halfway down from the bed, you hear a familiar voice.

“Oh, are you awake? ”

“Yes. How did White sleep? ”

“Yes... yes. ”

“You didn't feel uncomfortable sleeping? ”

“Yes.”

‘I feel comfortable too. ’

I don't know what kind of tent this is. Why the hell is the furniture in there?

There is a bed, not a sleeping bag. Essence basins are visible, and even tables made to see work are luxurious.

The sheets made of microfiber are even more adorable than the sheets in my room...

“Ah! Oh, O-brother. ”

“Huh?"

“Kim, I called Mi-young Kim. You have something to say for work... ”

“I'll call you right now. ”

“Th-then I have dinner ready. I think you should come outside when you're done. ”

It's just like the morning in the guild, except it happened a little late.

“Yes, sir. ”

- Good morning, Vice Guild Master.

“Yes, sir. The thing is..."

- As you said, the Guild Master has finished writing, Vice Guild Master. We're preventing any captured items from spreading to Bennigournet, but we can't get through all the relevant articles... I asked Max to take full control, so I contacted him.

“Oh, yeah… well. I don't think that's necessary. Just be aware of the media. Take care of all the useless guesswork and all the weird stuff. ”

- Thanks for confirming. Vice guild master.

“Yes, he's always struggling. Sir.”

- Of course I'm doing what I have to do.

It has coffee and newspapers on the table as well as work reports from the previous day. In fact, it doesn't matter in the hand mirror, but the newspaper tastes different.

As you continue to go outside, Jeongyan, who is sitting at the outdoor table, enters your view.

It's quite tasty because it's sitting there on green grass.

That's a little too much for me in my pajamas. It wouldn't matter.

“What about the others? ”

“I ate them all first. My brother got up a little late... I didn't wake him up because he seemed tired... ”

“I guess I slept a little longer. ”

“Well, I didn't eat. Oh, I want to eat with my brother... ”

“Really? Thank you. ”

In fact, Jungyan could have waited because there was no assignment, but he should feel better hearing it.

Eating alone is not bad, but this is good.

I felt like I was enjoying something everyday, but the place was different, but I missed this because I've been going through a lot of unusual things lately.

Getting up a little late, having a cup of coffee, reading a newspaper, eating a meal.

“Dinner was prepared at this side of the party. Rafael said he made it himself. ”

‘He's very sensitive. ’

Let's take a look around and everyone else will be training.

I can see him getting up early as if he was lying about being there late yesterday, watching yesterday's training is more than just a sound. I can see him raising his fever since morning.

Raphael and Thronus are slamming their swords, and the Cherubim seem to be wielding their swords as they speak to the hounds.

I don't know what you're talking about, but it seems like it's been a while since I trained. You're soaking in sweat.

Rafael and Thronous, who dared to swing their swords, spread their wings and looked at their longswords, but they could easily be blocked.

‘Raphael has grown a lot. ’

There is no previous appearance that was just pushing because it was unable to control the overwhelming power.

I can see the technical parts or experience that I lacked, so I open my mouth and look at him.

It's more rugged than Hyunsung Kim, but it feels like Rafael's personality.

He didn't like sophisticated styles. You drew a line because you thought a sword like Kim Hyun-seong was too much in the first place.

“Hiya!”

Did you notice I was out? Thrónus fights hard to show you something, but is in bad shape.

“Profit!”

I don't think it's a good idea to hit the ground. Once upon a time, you would have been stronger.

On the other hand, Joohyuk and Cherubim seem to be talking mainly. I can see Mi Hyuk stopping the Cherubim who were quietly wielding the sickle.

“That's enough. ”

“Yes. Phew... ”

“I understand roughly. I mean, how much of a Cherubim are you? ”

“How was it?”

“Four levels. I wanted to die because it was boring. ”

“Yes...? ”

“Training should be practical. If you've learned anything from the Queen of Mercy, you know what I mean. ”

“ ……. ”

“What is training to you? ”

“Yes?”

“To me... training is murder. ”

‘Don't inject that bastard with anything weird. ’

“Haha... Weird guy... ”

Don't listen to the party people there. Shiva.

“Come. I'll deal with you in a minute. ”

Soon, two people bump into each other. In fact, I thought that it might be a crowd to teach Cherubim, but the combination is not surprisingly bad.

I think the Cherubim are very confused because of the guy who doesn't cover the fire. As a man who pretends to be a rival of Raphael, I can feel that he has been trying to push his limits.

A little crossbow in one hand, or to make a variable, maybe Raphael grew up just as much as I did, because of Migratory Hyuk.

‘He's tougher than I thought. ’

Cherubim are being beaten without even using their hands.

Eventually, when I saw the long hair of Cherubim held in his hand, he smiled.

After training while keeping his eyes on him, Tsuronous and Raphael set foot this way.

“How did you feel? Rafael.”

“It sure seemed fine. Bro. I think I can get stronger in a second... I felt like I was stuck in a wall... I think the previous method of education was more of a problem than that of Thronus. ”

“Yes?”

“I know that because I learned it from him. The Blue Guild Master doesn't care about students. ”

Oh, yeah?

“I'm not denying that he's a swordsmanship genius, but he could have been hard to accept. Teaching and talent are different. I'm just passing by, so don't worry too much... By the way, how was your meal, Jung-yun? ”

“Thank you for eating. ”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you. ”

“Rafael. I'd like to talk a little more about Thrónus.... ”

‘Obviously... it could be. Learning magic from White doesn't make you a genius. ’

“Thronus. You should sit down for a while.... ”

‘Actually, Hyunsung was also very frustrated with Thrónus. Not very talented, maybe a little useful. That's all I had to say. ’

It makes me a little anxious that I might grow up in the wrong direction. It was then that Jeongyan suddenly entered into a conversation.

“How about three, three, Sarah? ”

A bit of a sudden question. Jeongyan was not interested in Seraphim. I leave most of it to Hansora, but I don't really get involved.

Perhaps you've thrown it once, as the story of Thrónus continues.

“Oh, I think you'd better see that for yourself. Jeongyan. Mi Joo-hyuk will take care of Serapim... ”

Immigration Hyuk, who was confronting Serapim, was noticeable.

“Come on, kid. ”

Serapim's expression with a sword in his small hand is very serious. If you look this way to see if your eyes are focused, your mouth is tightly closed.

“Hiya!”

The one who swings the sword so hard with the sound of it.He loses the sword.

Stupid mistakes that even beginners won't make, and even missing swords begin to fly to the table where I am.

‘Assassination. ’

Of course, I did not try to avoid it. I knew it was gonna be blocked anyway.

A sword that bounced off its shield with a tingling sound.

“Yi, yi, what are you doing! ”

Immediately, I heard Jungyan's voice raising his voice.