Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 412

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“……A hero?”

“Yes, a hero! A regressor and his companions who work to prevent the destruction! If that’s not a hero, what is? Wow, I really loved those hero movies! Oh, have you seen Spider-Man and Captain America? I’m a huge fan!”

A hero, huh.

That’s the last thing I expected to hear.

Still, it’s better than running away scared as soon as they hear it, but is this really the time for such talk in this atmosphere?

Just as I was about to sigh at him for not reading the mood, someone unexpectedly responded to Park Jung-pil’s words.

“Oh! I’m a fan of that too!”

“Yeah, you know your stuff! The third one was really awesome!”

“I remember, I remember! The explosions at the end were fantastic!”

“Kuh! Hey, kid! Why are you saying this now? Everyone looked too serious to bring it up.”

“Because I didn’t want to talk to you, Oppa [an honorific term used by younger women to address older brothers or male friends].”

“You!”

“What!”

Those two have been bickering and fighting at every chance they get; I can’t tell if they’re close or not.

Fortunately, thanks to them, the atmosphere is gradually easing up.

“A regressor, huh? I knew something was strange.”

“Well, it wouldn’t make sense if he wasn’t a regressor. Our Guild Master showed us something.”

“Wow, memories. Remember the tutorial? How Master was the only one who didn’t panic when the wolves first appeared and stepped forward.”

Surprisingly, not many people couldn’t believe that Se-un was a regressor.

That’s because they have all been with Se-un since the tutorial.

They know what Se-un has done and how strong he has become.

If they just fit the word ‘regressor’ into that question, all doubts are resolved. It’s only natural.

“But does it even matter?”

“What?”

“We were planning to climb the Tower anyway. And the Tower’s destruction is a future that will come whether we do anything or not, so we can’t avoid it.”

“Oh? That’s right.”

“Isn’t it better to face the destruction head-on than to just wait for it to happen?”

“I guess so.”

The reactions varied.

Some discussed the destruction, some looked back on the journey so far, and some closed their eyes and pondered.

Fortunately, the reactions were mostly positive.

Positive reactions in a world where destruction is certain. It doesn’t make sense, but they all had one thing in common.

“Don’t you think our Guild Master can stop it?”

“He’s defeated all those Outer guys so far.”

“Now that we have the equipment, we can fight them too.”

“That Outer we saw inside the meteorite. He was all talk, but he ended up running away with his tail between his legs.”

“And we even landed a critical hit. He’s probably lying in bed, groaning.”

That was their belief in Se-un.

The strength he showed from the beginning of the tutorial.

Since they started climbing the Tower, they had never seen Se-un lose in battle.

The premise that Se-un would lose at something was unimaginable.

And that strength didn’t just stop there.

With each floor, he got a little stronger, a little stronger. No, not a little. He was visibly getting stronger with each floor.

“Looking at it that way, our Guild’s tendency fits perfectly, doesn’t it?”

“Savior of Destruction. When I first heard it, I didn’t know what it meant, but it seems like the system recognized us.”

“Exactly!”

The atmosphere quickly improved.

Many were still contemplating, but fortunately, the worst-case scenario that Se-un had imagined didn’t happen.

Se-un, who had been nervously reading the atmosphere, relaxed and unconsciously loosened his grip on his fist.

“I’m glad. Everyone understands.”

“……Yeah.”

“I’m honestly a little happy. There were people who occasionally asked me about Se-un.”

“About me?”

“Yes. Sometimes when Jung-pil was blabbing, ‘Isn’t our Hyung [older brother/male friend] a regressor?’ I was surprised too.”

It seems Se-un wasn’t the only one who was uncomfortable.

Well, Se-un is the Guild Master of Diablo, but Yoo Seo-ah is the one who actually unites and leads the Guild members.

They came to Yoo Seo-ah more often than Se-un when they had something to discuss or consult about.

Now that she doesn’t have to worry about those questions, it makes sense that she feels relieved.

“Sometimes I felt frustrated too.”

“What?”

“There were so many things I wanted to ask and know, but I couldn’t. I thought Se-un would leave alone if I pried too much.”

“……That’s not true.”

I denied it, but I couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

What if that had happened in the past when I didn’t fully trust the Diablo Guild, even if it’s not now? I might have climbed the Tower alone to avoid troublesome situations.

Yoo Seo-ah must have sensed that and refrained from asking questions until now.

While I was having a brief conversation with her, Park Jung-pil, whose face was already red from drinking a few glasses of alcohol, staggered towards Se-un.

“Hyung [older brother/male friend], Hyung! How was I back then? I must have been amazing, right? Becoming a hero who left a great mark on the era…….”

“I don’t know.”

“Huh?”

“You died early.”

“That can’t be…….”

Thud.

Park Jung-pil slumped down, stunned by Se-un’s monotonous answer.

I only told him the truth because the other person was Park Jung-pil, but it seems like it was a bigger blow than I thought.

Should I have just said I didn’t know? Just as I was thinking that, the twin sisters ran over and started teasing Park Jung-pil, pointing their fingers at him.

“Obvious, obvious!”

“Oppa [older brother/male friend], honestly, you wouldn’t have survived without our Hyul-rang Oppa [older brother/male friend]!”

“You were just running away during the tutorial too!”

“Ah, but Hyul-rang Oppa [older brother/male friend]! How were we?”

“I’m curious too!”

“Well…… I don’t know.”

“Obvious, obvious! Do you think you would have survived without our Hyung’s [older brother/male friend] help!”

“That can’t be…….”

“That can’t be…….”

Thud, thud.

“Kuhahahat!”

I guess it was a mistake.

Starting with Park Jung-pil, people started asking what they were like before the regression, but honestly, not many people survived the tutorial.

Seeing Yoo Seo-ah fidgeting next to me, I guess she’s curious too, but I’ll have to tell her quietly later.

We haven’t run into each other much since we started climbing the Tower, but she was one of the famous players with the alias Shin-pung.

“Hyung [older brother/male friend], Hyung! Then we don’t need to investigate the trials, right? You already know everything!”

“My final destination was the 92nd floor. Officially, that was the last area that players reached.”

“Huh? No, I mean, we don’t have to worry until the 92nd floor, right?”

“You idiot! If Hyul-rang Oppa [older brother/male friend] kept telling us everything like that, would we be here now?”

“What are you saying, you little brat! We would have climbed up much easier!”

“You would have become weaker!”

“That’s! ……Is that so?”

“And you have to think about after the 92nd floor too! What are you going to do from the 93rd floor if you only listen to Hyul-rang Oppa’s [older brother/male friend] advice?”

“Ahem, of course I know! I’m just saying, can’t we go a little easier!”

“Idiot!”

“You!”

As everyone became accustomed to the fact that Se-un had regressed, they began to talk about it.

Among them were questions that Se-un had been pondering, but fortunately, they were understanding each other well by talking to each other.

Sometimes, Yoo Seo-ah gave advice on things that they couldn’t resolve through their conversations.

Besides that, various words were exchanged, but fortunately, the worst-case scenario didn’t happen.

Everyone understood Se-un’s situation better than he thought.

Most of all.

“Se-un.”

“Yeah?”

“You’ve worked hard.”

“…….”

“You must have suffered a lot on your own. The Tower collapsed, and you lost all your precious people. You were the only one who carried all that and came back.”

The words that Yoo Seo-ah gave after the situation had slowly settled down made Se-un’s heart ache.

“I, I thought about it once before. What would it be like if I were in Se-un’s situation…….”

After the regression, Se-un pursued traveling alone from the beginning of the tutorial. When the trials began, he was next to the Diablo Guild, but he handled most of the things he thought were important alone.

What was the reason for that?

Because moving together would slow down the speed of finding hidden pieces?

That’s right.

Because there were no companions who could keep up with Se-un’s power?

That’s right.

All of them are right, but…….

‘Because I was alone.’

In fact, Se-un couldn’t even think of being with someone from the start.

He was used to being alone because he had traveled alone a lot even before the regression, but there was an even bigger reason than that.

Regression.

Se-un was the only one who had experienced regression, a power more powerful than any other ability, and remembered the past.

Although the man called the Tyrant mentioned another retrogressor, there was no one who could understand Se-un.

No, I thought there wasn’t.

So Se-un was always moving alone, both outwardly and inwardly.

He was always alone when he moved and when he thought.

It’s not that he doesn’t feel lonely.

He has been deceiving himself that he is not lonely, pressing the loneliness deep into his heart, and enduring until now with only the belief that he will prevent the Tower from collapsing.

“It would be a lie if I said I understand Se-un. I don’t know if I can be a reliable companion for you to lean on…….”

Yoo Seo-ah lowered her head shyly.

Her voice seemed to be fading, but her voice was clearer than ever.

“But I will always believe in and follow Se-un. Sometimes, sometimes I hope you lean on me.”

I know what she’s worried about.

Se-un is not a fool, so he understands the concerns of the Diablo Guild members little by little.

In that sense, is it okay to give some of his worries to others now?

“Thank you.”

It was short, but it was a sincere word.

I was so nervous about how the Guild members would react after hearing about the regression, but I feel relieved and my body feels weak.

“Ahem…….”

As I was doing that, Kang Han-cheol, who couldn’t hide his huge size, approached and handed me a glass.

Seeing his face red, it seems like he had already drunk quite a bit.

“Regression or whatever, it doesn’t matter. I’m going to beat you.”

“Thank you.”

“Whatever.”

A smile appeared on Se-un’s face.

And I felt it.

Maybe I, like Pelches, had been wearing an artificial smile until now?

That’s how true the current smile was.

In the meantime.

Thump!

“Kuhahahat! I’m, huh? I’m the Hyung’s [older brother/male friend] right-hand man! I really, huh? I knew this would happen!”

“Ah, he’s drunk! Stop it! Please!”

Park Jung-pil started making a fuss in the back.

As expected, he’s a professional at breaking the atmosphere.