The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 Novel

The next day.

Sung JiHan was preparing to participate in an auction organized by the government.

The auction venue was on the 2nd floor of Sword Palace.

It was scheduled to take place in the event hall located in this massive mixed-use building.

"Uncle, are you ready?"

Yoon Sae-ah stood in front of the penthouse dressing room, holding a large camera.

It was a camera that looked out of the ordinary, as if Yoon Sae-ah had prepared it for when she filmed Geomwang in the past.

"I'm almost done. But why are you already filming?"

"Yes. Just to make sure it's working well."

Yoon Sae-ah waved her hand in front of the camera.

"Hello, everyone~ I'm Sae-ah~ Can you see me well?"

Then she immediately checked her messages on her smartphone.

-Yes, it looks good!

-Ha, my niece is the best.

-I'm a high school student. Be careful with your words, everyone.

-Haha, that's why I like it even more.

-Police officer, I'm here!

The viewers' reactions were generally positive, but there were also some malicious comments.

"A daughter of a pro-Japanese collaborator..."

"Sae-ah, you shouldn't be with that person who destroyed Geomwang's symbol!"

"What right does she have to sell Geomwang's connector? Sae-ah, you have to stop her!"

Some malicious chat messages were also posted.

"...It seems like it's working well. Whatever."

Yoon Sae-ah put her smartphone in her pocket and held the camera again.

"Alright. Alright. As you all know, today is the auction day!"

"Now you're doing the ment too."

"Hehe. I'm a camera woman too, so it's natural! And since I personally selected the auction items, I have a significant stake in this broadcast!"

Ziiing.

The camera zoomed in on Sung JiHan's appearance.

"Uncle, who always wears sweatpants, is even dressed up today. Uncle is wearing a suit. It feels like I'm seeing it for the first time since I was born!"

"Is that so?"

Sung JiHan smirked and adjusted his tie.

Indeed, at the age of 27, he didn't have many occasions to wear a suit because he spent most of his time gambling and idling at home.

"Oh. But Uncle ties his tie well, right? Did you practice?"

"I'm not a kid."

Actually, during his time in the United States, he had many formal events to attend, so he was skilled at it.

After putting on the suit jacket, Sung JiHan furrowed his brow.

"Hmm, is it small?"

"Oh. Uncle, you have broad shoulders, right? They're not as narrow as before!"

"Well, I had them before, didn't I?"

"No, it wasn't like that."

In response to Yoon Sae-ah's sharp denial, Sung JiHan blushed and walked away somewhere.

Yoon Sae-ah followed behind him.

She looked at the place where Sung JiHan was walking briskly and lowered her voice.

"Oh. Everyone... This is my dad's dressing room."

"My brother-in-law had broad shoulders, so I guess I'll have them too."

"That's true, but... I didn't know Dad had such expensive taste."

"Clothes don't have sins, you know?"

Sung JiHan said as she took out her stepbrother Yoon SeJin's jacket and put it on.

Yoon SeA, who was quietly filming it, suddenly had a thought and whispered next to the camera.

"Everyone, come to think of it, when I was choosing items for the auction yesterday, this room was also included, you know? Dad is a watch enthusiast, so he had a lot of expensive watches."

Watches?

Sung JiHan listened carefully to her words as she put on her clothes.

"So I thought, if there were any left, I would either put them up for auction or donate them."

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

"Wow! There were no watches at all."

Wait, did she take those too?

Sung JiHan felt a sense of disbelief.

"Not only that. Rings, necklaces, everything was gone. Even the couple ring that Mom and I matched."

"...Is that so?"

"Heh. It's amazing, isn't it? Leaving behind his daughter but meticulously taking all those valuables. He's so thorough."

Sung JiHan quickly approached her, understanding her feelings, but she felt like the chat would explode if she said more.

"I'm going. SeA."

"Yeah, Uncle."

Sung JiHan and Yoon SeA took the dedicated elevator connected to the penthouse and went down.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time I've come out of the penthouse."

This is completely different from the life of a recluse in a corner.

She thought she should go out a bit.

"Uncle, here."

"Yeah."

Sung JiHan entered the second floor of the building, the event hall.

* * *

In the event hall, transformed into a makeshift auction house, numerous reporters were busy taking pictures.

Click. Click.

"Ms. Sung JiHan! Ms. Sung JiHan!"

"What is the purpose of today's auction?"

"Selling the items of the Sword King is essentially formalizing the fact that he will not return, isn't it?"

Government officials were blocking the reporters.

But countless lights flashed towards Sung JiHan and Yoon SeA.

Perhaps because Sung JiHan asked to exclusively broadcast the auction on her channel.

Reporters couldn't enter the auction hall.

They tried to approach Sung JiHan's party to get an exclusive scoop.

Especially since Sung JiHan was passing by without even giving them a glance.

They shifted their focus to Yoon SeA.

"Ms. Yoon SeA! Ms. Yoon SeA!"

"People are curious about the background behind your decision to donate. There are suspicions that it's due to the coercion of your uncle, Sung JiHan, and especially your relatives are accusing Mr. Sung JiHan of being a fraud and urging you to answer their calls!"

Even though Sung JiHan was right next to her, the reporters openly spoke like that.

It must be because the auction was being exclusively broadcasted on Sung JiHan's channel.

Journalists didn't seem particularly favorable towards Sung JiHan.

"Uncle is a scammer! What...!"

"Forget it. Ignore them."

As Yoon Sae-ah got angry, Sung JiHan wrapped his arm around her shoulder and moved her.

There was no point in answering, it would only excite them more.

"Damn. Those people. It's been years since we cut ties..."

Sung JiHan knew exactly who Yoon Sae-ah was complaining about.

They were relatives of Prosecutor Yoon Sae-jin.

More precisely, they were Yoon Sae-jin's younger siblings.

"They tried to scam Yoon Sae-jin for money. They used his name to commit fraud and ended up completely ruined."

They scammed and deceived using Yoon Sae-jin's name.

Yoon Sae-jin couldn't bear it anymore and declared his disassociation with them by holding a press conference.

After that, the estranged relatives, who had lost contact, tried to approach Yoon Sae-jin's daughter, Yoon Sae-ah, in an attempt to extort money from her.

"At first, they tried to scam her, but after the building was seized by the government, they became the vanguard attacking Yoon Sae-jin and Yoon Sae-ah."

The relatives who had abandoned their attachment to Yoon Sae-ah after she lost the building to the government even appeared on gossip shows, criticizing the traitorous Prosecutor and his daughter.

When those people called Sung JiHan a scammer in an interview, it was beyond belief.

"Sung JiHan! Please wait!"

"Yoon Sae-ah! The interview...!"

Ignoring the pleas of the journalists, Sung JiHan entered the auction house.

"Give me the camera. Yoon Sae-ah. We'll take the pictures."

"Ah. Yes. Director."

As they entered the event hall, Manager Park Yoon-sik of the Battle.net Management Department spoke to Yoon Sae-ah.

Since Yoon Sae-ah had to participate directly in the auction, she wouldn't be holding a camera.

Sung JiHan approached Park Yoon-sik and shook hands.

"It's been a while, Director Park Yoon-sik."

"Yes. Thank you for coming. Sung JiHan."

"Thank you. I was right above the building."

"Haha. Weren't the journalists quite enthusiastic?"

"With that level... The government helped me, so I came here comfortably."

Park Yoon-sik looked at Sung JiHan with a glint in his eyes.

"I felt it last time too, but you're completely different from what's known as a recluse. You're not even a bit nervous."

Anyone would be slightly flustered when journalists rushed in like that.

But Sung JiHan showed no signs of wavering.

"Well then, come this way. I'll be hosting the guests, so you can film with this camera."

"Understood, Director."

Park Yoon-sik handed the camera to the employee next to him and personally guided Sung JiHan's group.

The temporary auction house was mostly empty.

On the podium, items to be auctioned were displayed one by one.

Below that, there were twelve large round tables with people sitting at them.

In the center of each table, there was a name tag indicating their affiliation.

Most of them were members of the top ten guilds.

However, the name tag at the far right table was different from before.

[Japanese Embassy]

People who came from Japan, not Korea.

Seeing that, Sung JiHan smirked.

"I see you've arrived."

The people who will buy this item at the highest price.

"Well... since the seller who submitted the items for this temporary auction is also here, let's start the auction."

When Sung JiHan and Yoon SeA sat on the chair placed at the right end of the stage, the auctioneer immediately began the proceedings.

"The items that will be auctioned this time are a total of three."

Originally, Sung JiHan only intended to sell Yoon SeJin's BattleNet connector.

However, during his training, Yoon SeA had selected a few more items.

First, Yoon SeJin's BattleNet connector.

And an external hard drive with the previous data backup of the BattleNet connector.

Analysis data on top players in Korea and East Asia.

When the auctioneer explained the three items,

the representatives of the top 10 guilds showed their curiosity.

"Hmm."

"The analysis data of the Sword King looks quite good."

"The information analysis company that he led had a remarkable analytical ability."

"That company was sold to a US company, right?"

"Yes. Since the Sword King sold the information analysis company that supported him to a US company, I didn't expect things to turn out like this... I didn't know it would end up like this."

The representatives chatted casually and showed interest in the data.

The auctioneer observed their reactions for a moment and took a chance.

"Well then. Let's start the auction. The first item to be presented is..."

"Just a moment. Wait!"

"...Hmm?"

At the table on the far right,

one person slowly stood up from the table where the three were sitting, the table of the Japanese consulate.

A middle-aged man with a pointed mustache and a shiny bald head, smiling brightly.

"What is the matter? If it's related to the auction, please state your affiliation and name."

In response to the auctioneer's question, he answered in a light tone.

"Ahaha. Yes, yes. I am Takeba Kazuo, the head of the recruitment team of the Divine Self-Defense Force."

"The Divine Self-Defense Force... you say you belong to them?"

"Yes, yes."

The auctioneer, who was also Korean, didn't have a pleasant voice, but Takeba laughed heartily and began to speak fluent Korean.

"Um. Also. We have a proposal for Sung Sang and Yoon Sang."

The auctioneer glanced briefly at Sung JiHan, as if asking if he wanted to hear the proposal.

Sung JiHan nodded his head.

"Please go ahead."

"I'm talking about those items. We will offer 5 billion yen from our side if they are all combined."

"5 billion... yen. Did you say?"

"Yes, yes. It's 500 billion in Korean currency."

Murmurs. Murmurs.

The inside of the auction hall quickly became noisy.

To buy all those items for 500 billion.

The price far exceeded what the auction participants had secretly thought, making it an astronomical amount that they couldn't even dare to consider.

"However."

While rubbing his empty palms as if he were a frivolous person,

with his eyes slightly sunken, Takeba looked at Sung JiHan.

"I would like to have a brief... one-on-one conversation with Sung Sang and Yoon Sang."