The Regressed Blood Knight's Strategy

Chapter 192

[Translator - Helga ]

[Proofreader - Lucky]

Chapter 192

While the two were talking, a man in his 50s appeared.

"Is it him?"

"Yes."

"We need to speak quietly, right?"

"That would be best."

"If we just talk openly, he might not be cooperative. We need to make sure the conversation goes smoothly."

At Han Chanyul’s suggestion, Min Kyungsoo tilted his head in confusion.

"How do you plan to do that?"

"Let’s sneak into his house. If we talk to him with his family nearby, he’ll be intimidated."

Min Kyungsoo stared at Han Chanyul.

His actions usually aligned with someone on the "good side," but once he had a goal in mind, he wouldn’t hesitate to use any means necessary.

No wonder he had cleared Teverland within two years.

"I don't think scaring him is necessary, but let's do it your way."

"You know his apartment number, right?"

"Are you seriously asking me that?"

"Let’s scale the building and enter through the wall."

With that, Han Chanyul and Min Kyungsoo kicked off the ground.

Two shadows shot upward, vanishing into the apartment complex.

The door lock beeped as the code was entered, and Jo Yanghwan stepped inside.

"You’re home?"

His wife greeted him at the door.

Jo Yanghwan gave a brief nod and headed straight to the master bedroom.

As he walked away, his wife’s voice trailed after him.

"I’ll get dinner ready quickly."

"Okay."

Only after responding curtly did he enter the room.

As he set his bag down on the bed, his hand instinctively reached for the wardrobe.

"Who's there!"

His movements weren’t those of an ordinary person.

Mana gathered in his hand — a power capable of taking a life in an instant.

"Uncle Yanghwan, it’s me."

Min Kyungsoo stepped out from inside the wardrobe, gently catching Jo Yanghwan’s hand.

The attack was blocked effortlessly.

Jo Yanghwan’s eyes widened in shock.

"Young Master Kyungsoo?"

"It’s been a while."

"What brings you here?"

"I needed to talk to you, Uncle, so I hid here to wait."

Jo Yanghwan didn’t lower his guard.

There was still an unfamiliar presence in the room.

"Why do you need to speak with me?"

"No one outside knows that I’m here."

"It seems that way. But what business could be so urgent that you'd resort to such disrespectful behavior?"

Min Kyungsoo didn’t waste time and went straight to the point.

"Where is my father’s slush fund?"

"Slush fund? I have no knowledge of such a thing."

Jo Yanghwan’s hand subtly moved toward his sleeve.

Noticing it immediately, Han Chanyul spoke up.

"Trying to call for help won’t work. I’ve blocked all signals with my mana. Your emergency network is useless right now."

The button on Jo Yanghwan’s sleeve contained a hunter-grade emergency communication device, designed to work even in mana-blocking gates.

Normally, mana interference wouldn’t disrupt it.

Yet, nothing happened.

"As I said, it’s useless. It seems you don’t wish to have a quiet conversation with us. A shame — the people outside will surely start to worry about you."

Han Chanyul’s calm yet menacing words made Jo Yanghwan’s face twist with anger.

"This is blatant intimidation."

"Exactly. So why not have a peaceful discussion instead? I don’t like using unnecessary force."

As Han Chanyul spoke, he conjured a sword of blood.

Jo Yanghwan’s eyes widened in shock.

"A... a formless sword!?"

Only the most elite of S-rank hunters could wield such a weapon.

Seeing this young man summon it with ease, Jo Yanghwan’s reaction was understandable.

What’s more, the formless sword hovered midair, pointed directly at him.

"H-Huh!"

"Now, are you ready to have a quiet conversation?"

Han Chanyul’s purple eyes gleamed menacingly.

His gaze exuded a chilling pressure, making it impossible to stand firm.

If Min Kyungsoo hadn’t stepped in to stop things, Jo Yanghwan would have likely wet himself in fear.

"Enough with the scaring. He won’t talk if he’s too terrified. Uncle Yanghwan, just tell me where my father’s slush fund is. Or better yet, hand it all over to me. That way, everyone can walk away in peace."

"Does the chairman know about this?"

"Of course not. My plan is to get my hands on the slush fund and the records detailing the corruption of the board members. Once I do, I’m going to take down the entire company."

As the words left his mouth, both Kyungsoo and Chanyul’s eyes widened in surprise.

"What? There?!"

Their shock was impossible to hide.

It wasn’t just an ordinary slush fund.

It was something far bigger — and far more dangerous — than either of them had expected.

* * *

[Welcome to “War of Gods: Infinite Defense.”]

As the familiar login screen appeared, nostalgia hit them both hard.

Characters they had once lived as — Kane, Ray, Camilla, Sara, Mikhail, and many more — all stood in their rightful places, waiting to be selected.

It hadn’t been long since they returned to the real world.

Yet seeing their avatars brought a wave of longing, as though meeting old comrades after a lifetime apart.

Min Kyungsoo selected Ray, his former character.

The moment his finger tapped the screen, his vision shifted.

The world spun for a moment before solidifying into the breathtaking landscape of Teverland — a place they knew all too well.

The sky stretched endlessly in hues of purple and gold, the twin suns hovering over the horizon. The towering mountains, the ancient forests, and the sprawling cities were exactly as they remembered.

Han Chanyul appeared beside him as Kane, dressed in his signature attire and carrying the legendary twin blades.

“It feels... too real.” Kyungsoo’s voice was laced with unease.

“Of course it feels real. This game was never just a game for us,” Chanyul replied, scanning their surroundings.

Both of them knew the truth.

This wasn’t a game. It was a world.

Their former world.

Chanyul adjusted his grip on Kane’s twin swords, the weight and feel of the weapons all too familiar.

“Alright,” he said, breaking the silence. “Let’s head to the Fresia Empire’s palace. That’s where the slush fund is hidden.”

Kyungsoo nodded. “The emperor’s treasury... Of course. A perfect place to hide something no one would ever think to look for.”

“Except us.” Chanyul smirked. “Let’s move.”

They made their way through the familiar paths of the Fresia Empire.

The once-glorious kingdom was just as imposing as it had been in their past lives.

Massive stone gates, towering statues of the gods, and soldiers clad in pristine armor guarded every entrance.

But there was one crucial difference this time.

None of the NPCs recognized them.

In their past lives, they had been heroes, rulers, and legends in this world. But now, to everyone here, they were just unknown adventurers.

“We’re starting from zero again,” Chanyul muttered.

Kyungsoo chuckled. “Isn’t that more fun? We get to do it our way this time.”

As they approached the gates of the imperial palace, a notification popped up.

[WARNING: You are entering a restricted zone. Only players with imperial clearance may proceed.]

Chanyul glanced at Kyungsoo. “You ready?”

Kyungsoo grinned. “Always.”

With a swift movement, he drew the twin blades.

“Let’s show them who we really are.”

Kyungsoo’s Phantom Blade shimmered into existence, its dark aura swirling around him.

And with that, they charged toward the palace gates, ready to reclaim not only the hidden fortune but also their legacy in this world.

As they fought their way through the imperial guards, Kyungsoo couldn’t help but laugh.

“Chanyul! This feels just like old times, doesn’t it?”

Chanyul smirked, his purple eyes glowing.

“Yeah. And this time, we’re not stopping until we take back everything that’s ours.”

***

[Would you like to play as Kane? Y/N]

Chanyul nodded, selecting Y.

Another message appeared almost immediately:

[You have previous gameplay records.]

[Completed “War of Gods: Infinite Defense.”]

Chanyul stared at the screen in disbelief.

‘How is this possible? I wasn’t even a veteran when the game first started.’

After his grandmother passed away, he'd immersed himself in the game, using it as an escape from reality. But this wasn’t the same timeline.

As he processed the message, others quickly followed:

[Code Error.]

[Running in Final Admin Level.]

Chanyul’s eyes widened.

This was unexpected.

Before he could react, the screen flickered, and the world around him shifted. The reality of the game became more intense, more real.

It was as if the game was no longer just a game anymore. It was alive — and it was aware of him.

The interface suddenly glowed, and an unfamiliar, ominous symbol appeared in the corner of his vision.

[ADMIN STATUS: ACTIVE.]

A chill ran down his spine. The message shouldn’t have appeared. No one outside the game’s development team had access to such a level of control.

‘What the hell is going on?’ Chanyul thought, feeling a deep sense of unease.

Kyungsoo, noticing the sudden change in the atmosphere, turned to him. “What’s happening? This doesn’t feel normal.”

Kyungsoo clenched his fists, feeling a strange power surging within him. The game was no longer just an escape; it had become a tangible part of his reality.

“I don’t know. But we need to figure it out, fast.”

The ground trembled beneath their feet as the world around them began to glitch.

And in that moment, they both realized something:

The game was no longer under their control.

It had become something far more dangerous.

[Translator - Helga ]

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