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Novel The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 Chapter 19
THE MARTIAL GOD WHO REGRESSED BACK TO LEVEL 2
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Chapter 19

The next day Seong Jihan was preparing to participate in the government-sponsored
auction.

The auction would take place on the 2nd floor of the Sword Palace in the event hall
of the huge, mixed-use building.

“Uncle, are you ready?”

Saeah was standing before the penthouse’s dressing room, holding a huge camera.

It looked like an expensive camera. She probably bought it in the past to film the
Sword King.

“I’m almost done, but are you already shooting?”

“Yes. I was just checking if it was working well.” Saeah waved her hand before the
camera.

“Hello, everyone~ It’s Saeah~ Can you see me?”

Then she checked the messages on her smartphone.

– Yes. It looks good!

– The niece is the best.

– She’s still in high school. Everyone, be careful what you say.

– That makes it better.

– Mr. Police Officer! Over here!

Most of the viewer’s responses were positive, but…

– A traitor’s daughter…
– Ms. Yoon! You shouldn’t be with the guy who broke the Sword King’s symbol!

– Who does he think he is to sell the Sword King’s connector?! Ms. Yoon! You must
stop him!

There were also some malicious messages.

‘It seems like it’s working well…’

Saeah put her smartphone into her pocket and grabbed the camera again.

“Alright, alright. As you all know, today is the auction day!”

“Alright. As everyone knows, today’s the auction day!”

“You’re even making commentaries now.”

“Hehe of course. I’m also a camerawoman, after all! Besides, I’m the one who
selected the auction items, so I have a significant stake in this broadcast!”

The camera closed in on Jihan.

“Uncle, who always wears tracksuits, has dressed up nicely today. I can’t believe
my uncle is wearing a suit. I think that it’s the first time since I was born!”

“Is that so?” Jihan put on his tie while chuckling.

He was 27 years old at the moment and had spent most of his life gambling and
lazing around home, so he’d never had to wear a suit.

“But why are you so good at putting on a tie? Have you been practicing?”

“Do I look like a kid to you?”

Actually, he became proficient at doing it while living in the United States, since
he’d had many formal dinners to attend.

Jihan frowned after putting on the suit.

“It’s a bit small.”

“Oh. Uncle, your shoulders aren’t as narrow as before!”

“I didn’t have narrow shoulders.”

“Yes, you did.”

At Saeah’s sharp remark, Jihan shook his head, took off his jacket, and walked
somewhere. Saeah followed him.

She lowered her voice after seeing where they were. “Ah, everyone… This is my dad’s
dressing room.”

“He had broad shoulders, so they should fit.”

“That’s true… but I didn’t think you would wear Dad’s clothes.”

“Clothes aren’t to be blamed, right?” After saying that, Jihan took the jacket of
his brother-in-law, Yoon Saejin.

Saeah, who was quietly filming, whispered to the camera as if she’d remembered
something. “Ah, now that I think about it… While picking items for the auction, I
also came to this room. Dad’s a watch maniac, so he had many expensive watches.”

Watches?

Jihan listened to her.

“I was thinking that, if there were any left, I’d put them up for auction or donate
them.”

She made a zero with her fingers in front of the camera.

“Woah! There weren’t any watches left!”

He even took those? Jihan laughed in disbelief.

“Not only that, but all the rings and necklaces even disappeared, including the
couple rings he’d matched with Mom.”

“Really…?”
“Isn’t he amazing? He left his daughter behind, but he took all of his possessions
without leaving anything. Dad’s truly meticulous.”

Jihan quickly approached her after her sarcastic comment.

Her feelings were understandable, but if she continued, the chat would surely
explode.

‘Saeah shouldn’t be drawing the Sword King’s fans’ attention already.’

“Saeah, let’s go.”

“Okay, Uncle.”

Jihan took the private elevator with Yoon Saeah and went down.

‘Now that I think about it, it’s the first time I’ve come out of the penthouse.’

He’d been living a secluded life.

While he was thinking that he should go outside more often…

“Uncle, we’re here.”

“Okay.”

Jihan entered the event hall on the 2nd floor.

* * *

The event hall, which had been transformed into an auction house, was filled with
reporters.

Click! Click!

“Mr. Seong! Mr. Seong!”

“What’s the purpose of today’s auction?”

“Isn’t selling the Sword King’s belongings an official statement that he won’t
return?”
Even though the government officials were blocking the reporters, countless flashes
flickered toward Jihan and Saeah.

Jihan had asked that the auction be covered only on his channel, so the reporters
couldn’t get inside, which was why they were trying their best to approach them.

But since Jihan just gave them a cold look, they changed their target to Saeah.

“Ms. Yoon! Ms. Yoon!”

“People are wondering why you’ve decided to donate the building.”

“There are many people that think that it’s because of your uncle Jihan’s
influence!”

“Your relatives from your paternal side are asking you to pick up the phone…! They
say that Mr. Seong is a scammer!”

Even though Jihan was there, the reporters still dared to say such a thing.

Maybe it was because he was going to monopolize the broadcast of the auction, but
the reporters didn’t have positive opinions of Jihan.

“Uncle, a scammer? Don’t say nonsense!”

“Ignore them.”

As Saeah got angry, Jihan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and moved her away.
Giving them a response would only make them more excited.

“Those people, damn it. It’s been a while since they were cut off, yet…”

Jihan knew who Saeah was complaining about. Sword King Yoon Saejin’s relatives.

To be precise, they were Yoon Sejin’s younger siblings.

‘They were cut off after committing fraud in his name.’

After enduring as much as possible, Saejin exploded and made a press conference to
say he would cut his ties with them, and after Yoon Saejin went to Japan, they
tried to get close to Saeah to extract money from her in any way possible.
‘After the government took the building, they were at the forefront of the attacks
toward Saejin and Saeah.’

The relatives abandoned their lingering attachment to Saeah after the building was
confiscated by the state, and they even started appearing on gossip TV programs as
panel members to criticize the traitor Sword King and his daughter.

“Mr. Seong! Please, wait!”

“Ms. Yoon! An interview, please…!”

Jihan ignored the reporters and entered the auction site.

“Ms. Yoon, we’ll be in charge of filming. Could you give us the camera?”

“Ah, yes. Of course.”

As soon as they entered the event hall, the Battle Net Administration Office’s
Manager, Park Yoonsik, walked toward them.

Saeah had to participate instead of film.

Jihan walked toward Yoonsik and shook hands.

“It’s been a while, Manager Park.”

“Yes, you must have had a hard time on the way here, Jihan.”

“Not at all. We were upstairs, after all.”

“Haha. The reporters were a bit aggressive, weren’t they?”

“It was nothing. Thanks to the government blocking them, I was able to walk
comfortably.”

Park Yoonsik looked at Jihan with curiosity.

‘I felt it before… but he’s completely different now. He doesn’t seem nervous at
all.’
Anyone would be slightly taken aback when so many reporters were charging at them,
but Jihan was completely unflustered.

“Now, please, come this way. I’ll take the guests, so you keep filming with this
camera.”

“Understood, Manager.”

Yoonsik handed the camera to a staff member and guided Jihan and Saeah himself.

The temporary auction house was mostly empty, and all of the items that would be
auctioned off were lined up on the stage.

Below that, 12 large, round tables were set up with people sitting around them, and
in the center of each table was a name tag indicating their affiliation.

Most of them were from the top 10 guilds, but there was a different table at the
far right end.

The name tag for the table where only three people were sitting was different from
the rest.

[Japanese Embassy]

They weren’t Korean, but they were Japanese people.

Jihan smirked after seeing that.

‘They came.’

The people who would pay the most for the items were there.

“Well… Since the sellers are here, let’s start the auction.”

As Jihan and Saeah sat down, the auctioneer began talking.

“There are three items that will be put up for auction.”

In reality, Jihan originally planned to sell only Yoon Saejin’s Battle Net
connector, but there were more things that Saeah came up with as he was training.

First, Yoon Saejin’s Battle Net connector…Second, an external hard drive with the
backup data for the Battle Net connector…And third, an analysis of East Asia’s and
Korea’s top players.

When the host explained the three items, the representatives of the top 10 guilds
showed interest.

“Hmm.”

“The Sword King’s data analysis sounds good.”

“The Battle Net information analysis company he had was quite good.”

“Was that company sold to the USA?”

“Yes. I felt uneasy from the moment the Sword King sold the USA the information
analysis company that had been supporting him… I never thought things would turn
out like this.”

The representatives talked to each other and seemed interested in the data.

The host observed their reactions for a moment and then resumed. “Well, then let’s
resume the auction. The first item that will come out is—”

“Wait. Wait a moment!”

“Hmm…?”

On the far right side, a middle-aged bald man with a sharp mustache got up from the
Japanese Embassy’s table.

“What can I do for you? If it’s regarding the auction, please state your
affiliation and name.”

In response to the host’s question, he answered in a light tone.

“Haha, yes. I’m Takeda Kazuo, recruitment manager of Japan’s Neo Self-Defense
Force.

“You’re from the… Neo Self-Defense Force?”

“Yes.”
The host, being Korean, didn’t sound pleased, but Takeda began to talk in fluent
Korean.

“Yes. We have a proposal to make to Mr. Seong and Ms. Yoon.”

The host gave Jihan a questioning look; Jihan nodded.

“Yes?”

“We’re going to buy all three for 50 billion yen.”

“50 billion… yen?”

“Yes. We’re offering about 500 million USD.”

The auction house suddenly became noisy.

Buying all of those items for 500 million?

It was a huge amount of money that far exceeded the price the participants had
thought of. It was something that they wouldn’t even dare to consider.

“However…” Takeda kept talking while rubbing his hands and looking at Jihan, his
gaze firmly set.

“I would like to have a private conversation with Mr. Seong and Ms. Yoon.”

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“50 billion.”

With those words, the excitement in the auction hall cooled down as if cold water
had been poured over it.

“That Battle Net Connector might go for around 20 billion if it’s brand new.”

“If he were the former Sword King, there would probably be a premium on the item.
But now, it’s basically just secondhand.”
“Even though the data is somewhat tempting… Is it really worth 500 million? Huh…
This is unbelievable.”

“The auction seems pointless.”

The moment Takeda Kazuo of Japan’s Neo Self-Defense Force mentioned 500 million,
the auction might as well have already ended.

“How will you proceed?”

When the auctioneer asked Seong Jihan, he stood up and walked forward with
determined steps.

“If there’s something you want to discuss, let’s do it here.”

“I’m sorry, but the conditions for 50 billion yen include exclusive rights…”

Takeda Kazuo lowered his head excessively and folded his hands, but his demeanor
contradicted his words.

Despite his attitude, the underlying meaning was clear…‘If you want the 500
million, a private conversation is a must.’

The slight lift of the corner of his mouth seemed to say, ‘You won’t back down from
this proposal, will you?’

Watching this, Seong Jihan smirked.

“Then I’ll have to decline.”

“Haha, yes, Of course, Let’s go and have a private meeting … Wait?”

Takeda Kazuo, who was rubbing his hands, stopped in surprise and straightened up.

He seemed confused, wondering if he had misheard, then asked hesitantly while

bowing his head.

“Um… I’m sorry, could you please repeat that? I’m not very familiar with Korean, so
I might have misheard…”

Bowing again, he asked for an answer.

“If a private conversation is among the conditions, we won’t take that money.”

“Mr. Seong Jihan, I’m sorry, but this money isn’t for you. It’s an amount that will
be given to Yoon Seah, the daughter of the Sword King.”

‘Why are you stepping in when this 500 billion isn’t yours in the first place?’

The smile disappeared from Takeda’s face.

“Isn’t that right, Ms. Yoon Seah?”

“…”

“50 billion yen… For someone like me, a mere salaryman, it’s an amount that I
couldn’t earn even if I saved every penny for a lifetime. I don’t know what your
uncle is thinking, but please judge it rationally as the one who will actually
receive the money. Can you really give up on this money just based on your uncle’s
words?”

50 billion is an astronomical amount, as Takeda said.

Even the viewers watching the auction progress on Seong Jihan’s channel could
somewhat empathize with his words.

– It’s too much money to refuse…

– Is today’s broadcast already about to end?

– That seems to be the case. After all, it’s his niece who will receive the money.
Would she really just stand by and watch his uncle squirm?

– Yoon Seah will still live well even after donating to Sword Palace.

-The donation hasn’t been confirmed yet! The Sword King will come back!

-Are you crazy? How could you say that after he sent that bald Japanese guy?

“I…”

Yoon Seah glanced at Seong Jihan for a moment. Although she couldn’t guess why he
was refusing to have a private conversation, the answer to Takeda was already
clear.
“I trust Uncle. So please talk to him.”

“Huuh… Is that so?”

Takeda sighed and then straightened his previously hunched back.

He had attempted to shake things up through Yoon Seah, but it only solidified their
already pronounced connection.

– Did the manipulation fail?

– Tsk tsk, she’s young. Once she experiences social life, she would haggle even if
it were 100 million, not 50 billion.

– She’s the Sword King’s daughter.

– Ms. Yoon! You Trust Jihan?! The Sword King Fan Club is warning you! If you keep
being bewitched by Jihan, we won’t recognize you as the Sword King’s daughter!

-The Sword King’s fans have gone mad.

Unaware of the chaotic chat messages, Seong Jihan nodded approvingly at Yoon Seah
and then turned his gaze back to Takeda.

“Since Seah is also saying this, if you have something to say, please say it here
instead of having a private conversation”

“Well, well… Why are you so insistent on refusing a private conversation? I’m
saying this because I’m being considerate of your position.”

“It’s fine.”

Talking privately with the Neo Self-Defense Force recruitment manager for 500
million? That wasn’t a good image. He had no idea what people might say. They might
criticize the fact that the father sold out for a woman and the daughter for money.

Of course, the criticism could be endured to some extent considering the

astronomical amount of 500 million.

‘But there will come a time when money isn’t scarce anymore.’
If Seong Jihan continued to grow as a player, the money would naturally follow.

Such a moment had come in his previous life, and it would arrive even sooner this
time.

And…

‘That Takeda guy… He gives me an uneasy feeling.’

More precisely, he was uneasy about the position of the Neo Self-Defense Force
recruitment manager.

‘I heard about him during the time of my asylum in the U.S. The U.S. government
banned the entry of the Neo Self-Defense Force recruitment manager.’

There was a recruitment manager in the Neo Self-Defense Force who was skilled at
luring promising individuals from the U.S., so the U.S. government had prohibited
his entry.

It was said that there was something strange with him.

Regardless of race or gender, when that bald recruitment manager got involved,
people seemed to be irresistibly drawn to Japan which Clearly means that he had
some peculiar gift.

It was best to be cautious.

“Um… It seems like your mind won’t change.”

Takeda, who had been hesitating for a moment, rubbed his palms together again.

“Phew, I understand. Mr. Seong and Ms. Yoon. I’ve lost. I’ll proceed with the
purchase of those items for 50 billion yen…”

– Whoa.

– What is this?

– He’s just giving 50 billion yen away??

“In fact, The money is something the Sword King wanted to give, regardless of the
private talk, so what needs to be given should be given.”
With those words, the chat exploded.

– Woah. The private talk was never among the conditions in the first place!

– That’s why you mustn’t negotiate with a Japanese person!

– As expected, this is why one must be careful of bald people!

– You might insult Japan, but stop insulting bald people!!!!!!

– Everyone, you might also lose your hair at any point in your lives!

Takeda pulled out a paper from his pocket.

“I was originally going to read this in private, but since you refuse, I will
convey Sword King Ito’s message here.”

– The Sword King’s message?

– There was such a thing?

Everyone looked at him.

“Saeah, I’ve heard you will donate the Sword Palace. I’m not sure why you made such
a decision. Consider this your last bit of inheritance from me. You should be able
to live comfortably with this money.”

Takeda cleared his throat before he continued reading the last sentence with
particular emphasis.

“And with this, our relationship as father and daughter is over, so don’t expect a
‘next time’…”

At those words Jihan’s expression went cold.

‘The sword king was basically telling her to take it and never bother him again.’

“Yes, if you look here…”

Takeda gave them the paper.

Saeah, who was standing next to Jihan, spoke in a toneless voice.

“It’s Dad’s handwriting.”

“…Yes.”

500 million.

To most people, it’s an astronomical amount of money.

However, for the Sword King, who ranked 3rd in the world rankings and 1st in the
Warrior rankings, it wasn’t actually a large sum.

In fact, he probably earned more money than that in a month.

‘But he’s cutting the parent-child bond with this?’

At least he said ‘sorry’ to his daughter before he left Korea, but that had changed
to him proudly saying he would sever their bond.

Despite everything, Jihan’s brother-in-law had seemed like someone who cherished
his daughter a lot—he wasn’t such a piece of trash.

Jihan, rather than being angry…

‘Are the rumors about the Beauty Gift true?’

He began to suspect the rumor Park Yoonsik had mentioned about an SSS-rank Gift
called Beauty was real.

“Haha…”

Meanwhile, Saeah let out a dry laugh as she looked at the letter.

“Mr. Kazuo…”

“Yes, yes?”

“Please tell Mr. Ryuhei that I’ll make good use of this final inheritance and that
I’ll gladly cut the parent-child bond, just as he wishes.”
She took the paper from Jihan’s hand and tore it into pieces.

“Uncle, should we go back?” Sae-ah was smiling brightly, with no changes showing in
her expression, but nobody believed the smile to be genuine.

“Ah, that’s right. Trash shouldn’t be thrown on the ground…” Sae-ah prepared to
pick up the pieces, but her hands were trembling.

Her body was resisting the very act of picking up the pieces of paper with her
dad’s handwriting.

“….”

Seeing this, Seong Jihan reached out to the ground.

“Leave it. I’ll take care of it.”

The pieces of paper began floating into the air.

Force was a supreme power that ruled over space, and it was a product of combining
Divine Power and Magic Power.

Instead of being used inside a game, it was used for the first time in real life to
levitate pieces of paper.

– What’s that? What’s he doing?

– What is Seong Jihan doing right now?

– Isn’t he a warrior?

– Is he a magician…? He didn’t even chant the spell.

The viewers were confused.

From what Jihan had shown them, they thought he was a Warrior, so the spectacle
they were seeing was completely unexpected.

– Is his Gift related to Telekinesis?

The debate regarding the source of Jihan’s power continued.

“Fire,”

Jihan spouted, and the pieces of paper burned and turned into ash.

Those watching reached a conclusion:

– Fire? He’s a Mage!

– He’s a Mage?

– To think that the person who reached 10 kills in a Survival is a Mage class…!

Jihan hadn’t revealed his status window, so those who hadn’t seen him participate
in the defense game as a Support naturally thought he was a Warrior, but as he used
‘Fire’ and it was revealed he was a Mage, the chat window fell into chaos.

“Now you don’t have to worry about trash.”

“Uncle…” Saeah stared blankly at the fire.

She had a brighter expression than before.

“Were you a Mage?”

“That’s a secret for the moment.”

“To me, too…?”

Jihan smiled and looked at the camera.

“I’ll reveal it once I reach 200,000 subscribers.”

Jihan’s channel had high views but not many subscribers. After all, the number of
views had increased because of Sword King related news, so it was a good
opportunity to finish the subscriber-related achievements.

While thinking that, Jihan took his gaze away from the camera.

“Oh… What’s going on? Mr. Seong… Weren’t you a Warrior class? On top of that,
what’s this strength…?”
Takeda, who was watching everything unfold before him, had his face red with
excitement.

Takeda Kazuo, the Recruitment Manager of the Neo Self-Defense Force…

As expected of someone who’d reached the position of Recruitment Director of

Japan’s top guild, he noticed something from what Jihan showed that other people
couldn’t.

“Mr. Seong!”

Takeda quickly handed him a business card.

“Please contact us. We’ll give you the best treatment we can offer! I promise, as
the Recruitment manager of the Neo Self-Defense Force!”

“…”

Jihan stared at the business card, and then he raised his index finger, and
Takeda’s business card began floating and then spun around Jihan’s finger.

Soon after…

Riiiiipppp!

They heard the card being torn apart.

Rip! Rip! Rip!

“Ah…”

The business card was torn into pieces and then into even smaller pieces that soon
turned to dust and vanished.

It only took 10 seconds.

“…”

The auction house, which had been quiet until a moment before, was filled with a
buzzing sound.
Rather than using Magic Power, Jihan had torn the card to pieces with Force.

Since the real world had many more restrictions than the game, it was a strength
beyond a Bronze league player.

“This is my answer.”

Jihan turned away.

Takeda trembled, and the camera caught Jihan’s back.

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