YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW [19]

Regressor's Instructions Manual Episode 1012

You Reap What You Sow (19)

As always, a brilliant sunset began to envelop the space. The trajectory of the beautiful sunset gradually spreading out seemed like something seen only in dreams, but what was more surreal was Bahamut's body being split in two.

The thick, massive, almost violent black body of the creature slowly split apart. Although it showed resistance by gripping the sword with both hands, before it could exhale its vile breath, the Sunset-colored blade pierced through its body, emerging on the opposite side.

Boom!

The sound was expected. Rather than cleanly slicing, it seemed more appropriate to describe it as pushing and forcing with strength.

In an instant, shockwaves spread out around them, scattering debris including dirt and dust particles.

It felt momentarily like the impact of a meteorite, but it wasn't an incomprehensible phenomenon. It wasn't merely the sword cleaving through the torso. It was more apt to express that the Sunset-colored force overcame the negative and repulsive power of black.

With resistance stirred, it was natural for a clash of strength to occur. The victor of the struggle between the one pushing away and the one resisting was... the beloved regressionist Kim Hyun-sung.

[Shit! Shit! This is it! Hyun-sung!]

'I knew our Hyun-sung could do it.'

[So cool. Seriously! It was so cool! Shit!]

'I didn't invest in Kim Hyun-sung Coin for nothing.'

[Hero! Sunset Swordsman! We believed in you, damn it!]

'Shit. This is it. This is our regressor!'

[That's Kim Hyun-sung!]

'I have to do this for our regressionist!'

[Hyun-sung-ah!]

'Look at that dignified figure! That's our regressor!!]

The result was simply that the creature's body was split, but the process was by no means easy.

[Come here! Hyun-sung!]

'I understand now why people go crazy for sports. I never got it before... To Ki-yeong, it was a completely different story. But now, going back and forth like this, it drives people insane. Launching a sports league based on mock battles across continents might actually be worth considering. It might be quite popular, don't you think?' 

'My heart is racing.'

The feeling of wanting to dance clumsily. This heightened state wasn't unreasonable either.

Literally, the result was just that the creature lay there, but I knew the process wasn't easy.

Bahamut being consumed by the seed of darkness was effective, and the fact that Dractaris and Templar Jenny were waiting for me was also effective.

If, during the operation with my Noona and General Jin, we hadn't drained the creature's stamina and endurance beforehand, it might not have allowed for the final blow.

A slight difference, just one paper-thin gap, made all the difference in the outcome now.

Kim Hyun-sung, gasping for breath, unable to move properly, seemed to speak volumes about how intense this battle was. Whether it was the strain of maintaining the Sunset-colored giant or not, the creature fell to the ground in an instant, scattered along with its magic.

Kim Hyun-sung, lying there, struggling to breathe, continued to inhale and exhale heavily.

Although he forced himself to rise just moments ago to carry out the command, holding his center like a newborn deer seemed anything but easy.

In the chaos, embracing the creature that had lost its balance and congratulating oneself on a job well done seemed like the only viable option.

[Shit! Shit! Shit! Well done! Hyun-sung! Shit!]

"Ah... Th... Thank you."

Of course, the insult of the stillness that had made this side tense is not forgotten.

[Pfft! You disgusting jerk! You sickening jerk! Why did you suddenly pop out and annoy people like this? Fuck!]

How much agony did I go through because of you? Even if I cursed you a thousand times, it wouldn't be enough.

"Haah... Haah... Hoo..."

[Is Hyun-sung tired?]

"N-no... No. Not yet..."

[No, no. If you're tired, you can rest. Our Hyun-sung. Rest as much as you want. Shall I set up a bed for you?]

"I... I'm fine..."

[Lie down comfortably and rest.]

"Is it... okay?"

[Oh, come on! Don't even joke like that. Just rest quickly.]

The creature collapsing as if permission had been granted, just standing there was perhaps already a limit.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

It still seems difficult for him to catch his breath.

Rather than reprimanding Kim Hyun-sung, who seems to have reached his physical and mental limits, warm encouragement is more appropriate.

[You've really worked hard today.]

"T-thank you..."

[So please rest well.]

"Yes. Th-thank you."

'That Bahamut was just too much.'

Still hard to believe. That this creature, split in two, is now writhing on the ground.

[This guy's really tough...]

After hardship comes happiness, the only enemy threatening the continent...

".... "

[Uhh... Ah...]

[Uh... Hyun-sung?]

"····"

[Are you sleeping now?]

It was right at that moment that the monster's fingers twitched slightly.

'Uh...'

A myriad of thoughts flashed through my mind momentarily.

My gaze shifts involuntarily to the severed lower body.

Black blood is seen wriggling. It begins to slowly connect to the severed lower body, feeling as if the blood is cooling down to the point of being forgotten.

'Shit. Shit. What's this? What's suddenly happening? This... What...'

'There are all kinds of jerks in the world. What in the...'

{Uuuhhh...}

[Hyun-sung?]

Once again, the fingers twitched, catching the eye.

'Does this make sense? This... What kind of guy is this...'

While I thought his regenerative abilities were impressive, this is just too much.

'Haa... This is outrageous.'

I quickly glance at Kim Hyun-sung. Seeing him completely lost, even if he were to wake up forcibly, I know he wouldn't be in any condition to fight.

Kim Hyun-sung's arms are currently empty. He emptied everything in the recent battle.

Moving his body any further would likely result in severe side effects.

'What about Hee-ra?'

Is she watching this? Is she seeing this?

She's probably quite far away. Not just her, but Jeong-ha-yan, and the other expedition members as well.

While briefly lost in thought, the lower and upper bodies are already coming together.

The creature may not have much energy left, but it couldn't help but grimace.

'This persistent bastard.'

Because of this one guy, really...

'This disgusting, nauseating jerk.'

Is there any potion or catalyst left? Or is there anything I can do? Can I... stop this?

Like a miracle unfolding... it happened when I was holding my head.

{Priest... Priest...}

A faint voice.

[...]

{Priest...}

It sounded incredibly sad.

'You've... regained... your memories. Lord Bahamut...?'

You've regained consciousness.

{This time... this time...}

[Lord Bahamut?]

{Uuuh... Priest...}

'Don't... resurrect. Shit. This guy. Don't fucking resurrect.'

[Lord Bahamut... Lord Bahamut! You've... you've come to your senses... *sob*...]

{The sunset... demon...}

It was only then that I realized Bahamut's mind was wavering.

Feeling momentarily dizzy, unsure of how much he remembers, perhaps he could even recall the last battle.

It was when he responded to my voice, just before Kim Hyun-sung cleaved his torso.

A massive shockwave engulfed us, and he seemed to be making nonsensical sounds as if he didn't fully grasp the situation.

It felt like he didn't even realize his body was severed, and he didn't even seem to see.

{He is... He is...}

{How... did... Priest..."

[....]

{How long... was I... asleep...?}

[Bahamut... *sob*... Lord Bahamut... *sob*... *sob*...]

For now, let's cry. Let's cry endlessly.

I embrace the repulsive and enormous face of the monster, no, the face of the demon that had to accept the seed of a demon to its fullest extent.

With heart-rending sincerity.

As if saying, "Don't die, you must not die."

Even as black tears continue to trickle down, I keep reminding myself that I'm shedding tears, being careful not to let them enter his mouth.

I'm not sure if there's any sensation left, but he must be aware that I'm close by.

All events have come to an end.

The Sunset demon has perished, and the sacrificial saint, the priest, has been liberated from the clutches of the demon.

Of course, it didn't come without sacrifices.

Even the Templar Bahamut was dying at the end of the battle.

At least in Bahamut's mind, there's a high probability that this worldview will be created.

[But more than that, Lord Bahamut... *sob*... Lord Bahamut...]

It's understandable to think that when the Priest is embracing him intact.

That this time, he didn't just watch, he didn't just stand by. This time, he accomplished something.

But then his body began to tremble slowly. As if something deeply moved him.

He slowly raised a hand that seemed to hear nothing. I tensed momentarily, but I felt his hand reaching out towards me.

Feeling uneasy as if he might even pat my head, I grasp his fingers firmly before he can.

{Don't cry... Please don't cry... Priest.}

[sob*... *sob*... *sob*...]

{I'm... I'm fine...}

[...]

[Please don't die. Lord Bahamut... Please...]

{I'm... fine. Priest...}

Was it because he couldn't forgive himself for becoming a monster? That voice... It was undoubtedly a voice prepared to die.

{Now... it seems... the time to end it all... has come....}

A thunderous declaration.

A statement that pierces the heart of the Priest...

And tears apart the chest of the sacrificial saint...

[*sob*... *sob*... *sob*...]

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