Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 695: Let's Prepare The End (4)

Han Sora had on a bitter smile, and Jung Hayan looked as if asking what she was talking about.

I, too, felt terrible, but someone had to speak up.

"We're too late."

"I-It's not too late."

"..."

"It's not too l-late. Sora's still alive. Sora... Sora is still alive, Oppa."

"..."

"It's not too late, right? R-Right? Huh?"

"..."

I tried to repeat it, but I also found that I couldn't speak. I bit my lip at the reality I didn't want to believe. Although I had promised that I would never cry, Sora Han's appearance began to fade increasingly. I noticed what kind of resolution she made.

Just as expected, as if she had made up her mind, I watched her slightly moving her lips.

"I'm... fine."

"W-What are you talking about? What... Sniff... What are you talking about..."

"You... have... to get away... as far as possible. It's hard... to suppress it... any longer..."

"Don't say w-w-weird things. You've always said... that you believe in me, right? I-I can save you. W-wait a bit, Sora. Y-you said I was a genius, s-so, hang in there. I'll solve this. I will."

"Yes. Jung Hayan is... a genius. Because you are chosen."

"I can save you, Sora. I can get you out of there. If you hold on a little more, I can free you. B-Because I'm a genius. I'm a genius."

"Jung Hayan will be able to do it. You... You can definitely do it."

"Yes... I can do it. I can do it."

I noticed her eyes analyzing Han Sora. If she had a motor on her head, I would probably hear a roaring sound.

I didn't know if she was planning on starting research right there and launching a full-fledged Han Sora rescue operation, but that wasn't possible. At worst, we had 10 minutes, and at best, 20 minutes. It wasn't just that room that was going to explode, but a few parts of the continent as well. I felt proud of Han Sora, who was trying to stop the explosion with her superhuman strength.

"I can do it. Yes... I can do it. It's easy. I can do it."

"You... You have to stop it."

"Huh?"

"You'll be able to stop it. Jung Hayan is a genius, after all."

"No..."

"You have to stop it."

"O... Oppa?"

It was difficult to say it, but I had to.

"Otherwise, the whole area will be completely blown away."

"Lie..."

"..."

"That's a lie. Sniff... lie... That's a lie... sniff... sniff..."

In fact, Jung Hayan might've expected that in a way. Even though it was an entirely different kind of energy from magic, there was no way she couldn't notice its expansion.

Although Benignore said it was simple bluffing, a strange light that would seemingly burst anytime soon continued to stand out. It looked like the wick of the bomb was burning.

Had it been just to kill Han Sora, she would never have used such a cumbersome method. The unprecedented situation in front of me was the reason why foreign trash planted seeds inside Han Sora.