Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 727: Doubt and Conviction (1)

Did I give him too many hints? That was too obvious, wasn't it? Where did I get caught? Maybe I should've cut it a little bit. Did I focus too much on fomenting conflict? Well, it didn't really matter.

I regretted a little bit that I hadn't looked at his condition recently, but I couldn't stop the flow of the trend.

'What are you going to do?'

Dominions was on my side, and Seraphim was as well. Could he even see it? I had so many supporters. What was he going to do?

If he said that it was Lee Kiyoung who brought division, I was confident that they would catch him like a mouse and bury him in the depths of the pigeon society. There was no way he could make such a stupid political statement.

I couldn't help but look forward to it because he didn't seem like the type to use his brain. The heads of the Four Angels were Dominions and Seraphim. Thronus was just an incompetent brat, and Cherubim was just a facade.

However, that bastard didn't seem so stupid. I was nervous that he might say something at the slip of his tongue.

"I'd like to ask you a question."

He threw the dice at a different option.

"Yes, I was just about to take questions, dear Cherubim."

Wouldn't it be the best choice for me?

"I want to ask you how you're going to proceed with the plan. I do not agree with this plan, but I would like to ask how it will proceed if there is a real possibility. Maybe humans don't agree with this plan either."

"..."

"..."

"Cherubim is right. Humans won't agree with the new plan. But does it matter if they agree? The first plan wasn't done in the first place with their consent, either. Humans won't even notice the continent changing. They don't even have access to the system."

"But the fact that they are hostile to us will not change."

"I know it's hard to untie twisted threads again. We're going to propose to humans an incarnation. If they plan to compensate for the damage they suffered, including the meaning of the apology..."

"Our spears and swords clashed just before this."

"Human beings are not idiots. Cherubim, we've been watching them for a long time. Through common interests, they can be enemies and friends. Of course, there will be those who antagonize us, but there will also be those who find it difficult to continue the war. If the door doesn't open, you can knock it down little by little. We have a lot of time left. We don't need to rush."

"..."

"..."

'He's really thinking this time.'

I noticed him slowly approaching me.

'I'm within his range, right?'

Although I imagined that he might reach out and break my fragile neck, I already decided not to throw too much at him. There was no need to be intimidated.

'Be confident, Kiyoung. Sh*t, you have to stay strong.'

After looking at me for a long time, I could see him slowly reaching out. Didn't it seem like a gesture to shake hands?

'Why is he so rude?'

The atmosphere had already been ruined. How could I describe the act of walking out and coming up to the stage in the middle of the presentation?

I thought he might've been thinking that he was the main character. Even so, if that's what he wanted, I should do it for him.

I slightly reached out and held his hand. I didn't know what else to say, but I thought it was a gesture that said he'd support me.

Applause began to be heard everywhere. The incompetent Thronus would go with the flow, and the opposition would gradually be sorted out. Of course, that was not the flow he wanted.

'You're trying to dig it up from the inside, aren't you?'

Perhaps the idea was to find out who I was first, then dig into our plan afterward.

It would be better to come inside and turn it upside down than hang around from the outside. Yes, just like me. He made the same choice as I did. He'd come in for a chance and put the sword in at the most important moment. It wasn't right to just toy with him right away, so I played around a little bit more.

"Do you agree?"

"..."

I thought it was better to look at him with a mean smile.

"You agree with me, then?"

"..."

How would his expression change if I smiled?

"You've finally realized what's right and what's wrong."

"..."

However, his facial expression didn't change much. He didn't sway even when my lips curved upwards.

I heard him mutter. Perhaps it couldn't be heard by others.

"I love humans."

"It's an honor."

"But when I see you, I can't stand the nauseating feeling. You're the parasite of the continent."

It had been a while since I last felt like that.

I thought it couldn't be, so I looked at him again, but the feeling didn't go away.

I was certain. The holy light in me was telling me that he was a demon.