The Regressed Blood Knight’s Strategy

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Chapter 198

From all over the world, people were contacting Min Kyungsoo.

“This is your responsibility, isn’t it? Technically, you’re affiliated with SG Group, but SG Games is under your ownership.”

“Can’t you handle the boring stuff for me? How much more do I have to help you?”

“Still, doing nothing at all is a bit much, don’t you think?”

“If we announce that SG Games has split from the group, the stock prices will plummet. Are you okay with that?”

“Why do you keep distracting me, making it impossible to take calls? Just log into the game, and I’ll handle the work.”

Faced with this subtle threat, Min Kyungsoo surrendered.

Han Chanyul smirked at this and logged into War of the Gods 2.

[Kane Rehinar, identity confirmed.]

The world had changed.

Inside Teverland.

It was the Rehinar family’s training grounds.

“Son.”

A familiar voice called out.

Turning his head, Kane saw Carl Rehinar entering the training grounds.

“Father.”

“How strong are you planning to get, working this hard?”@@novelbin@@

Kane spoke playfully.

“I was just zoning out.”

“Want to spar with me since it’s been a while?”

“That might be too much for me right now.”

“Stop pretending.”

Swoosh.

Duke Carl had already drawn his sword.

Blata, nestled in Kane’s arms, grew excited.

“If it’s Master’s father, it’ll undoubtedly be an impressive duel.”

Blata didn’t forget to flatter.

Blata was Han Chanyul’s—Kane’s—shadow.

He had a sharp understanding of his master’s actions and relationships.

Especially after Kane reincarnated as a human, Blata realized how deeply attached he was to his family.

This keen understanding allowed Blata to flatter precisely where it counted.

However, the other subordinates were different.

“How dare you draw your sword against our master!”

“This human must have a death wish!”

“There’s no need for you to step in. I’ll handle it myself.”

The eyes of Bergo, once the chairman of the Hunter Association, flared with fire.

These spirits, once erased, had been resurrected and now existed like ghosts.

Not on Earth, but here in Teverland.

Now, they stood by Kane’s side as the retainers of the Rehinar family.

The six commanders of the Demon Knights.

Each was rumored to possess power exceeding that of the Twelve Star Lords, making them the strongest warriors.

Because of them, the Fresia Empire had become a force feared across the continent.

Their master, Kane, had pledged his unwavering loyalty to the Fresia Empire.

The loyalty of the Rehinar family was well-known across the continent.

An unshakably loyal family, leaving no room for doubt.

That was their reputation on the continent.

Kane scolded Bergo as he strode toward him.

“Didn’t I tell you to be respectful?”

“Well...”

“If you fail to show my father the same respect you show me, you’d better be prepared for the consequences.”

“Gasp!”

When Kane’s eyes glinted, Bergo was startled.

“Answer me.”

“Yes, sir! Understood.”

Bergo, the Demon of Sloth, had been revived and was now living as a human.

The demon lords who had vanished from Earth were brought back to life in Teverland by Han Chanyul.

Although they couldn’t move between Earth and Teverland like Blata, they were truly alive within Teverland.

This was a virtual reality that also existed as a tangible continent.

“Don’t be too harsh on him, son. He hasn’t been in Rehinar for long,” said Carl.

“Proper manners are essential.”

“You’re too strict.”

“Since you’re asking me to ease up, I will stop.”

Even as Kane relented, he didn’t forget to glare at Bergo.

Meanwhile, Lee Gabin, now living again as Daemon, approached Duke Carl.

“How about I spar with you in place of our master?”

Daemon was known for taking on the role of leader among the demon lords. Her situational awareness was exceptional.

Bergo’s loyalty was solely to Kane, leaving him indifferent to those around him.

Daemon, however, paid close attention to everyone around her master and acted accordingly.

This was the key difference between them two.

“I was hoping to cross swords with my son after so long, but sparring with Daemon isn’t a bad idea.”

“I’ll fight you until you’re satisfied.”

“Before that, son.”

“Yes, Father?”

“I’ve heard rumors of outsiders being spotted in the Fresia capital recently. Are you aware of this?”

“Of course.”

“I won’t interfere with whatever decision you make. Do as you see fit.”

“I’ll handle it wisely. If you’ll excuse me, I must return to my duties.”

“Take it easy.”

“Yes, sir.”

Kane’s tone remained formal, in stark contrast to Duke Carl’s casual demeanor.

However, something was evident in his responses—a deep sense of care, longing, and affection.

Daemon quickly picked up on it.

Kane cherished Duke Carl, his family, and Rehinar itself.

It was as if this place meant everything to him.

This realization compelled Daemon to willingly adapt and immerse herself into this world.

Other lords were no different.

Some, like Bergo, initially sought to remain loyal only to Kane.

But that mindset didn’t last long.

Daemon had explained things thoroughly to them.

“If anything happens to this place, you won’t be able to handle our master’s wrath.”

Upon hearing this, they all came to regard Teverland as their home.

* * *

Han Chanyul chose the timeline of War of the Gods 2 to start after the death of First star and the fall of the Meyer Family.

This was a period when the continent was both the most stable and the most precarious.

It was an era when not only Fresia but all nations had been ravaged by war.

Outsiders—those who had logged into the game—needed to coexist with Teverland’s inhabitants, and this was deemed the most suitable time for that integration.

A low humming sound filled the air.

The Rehinar teleportation device activated.

From it, a single figure emerged.

The guards, who had been keeping watch, tilted their heads in confusion.

They blinked, rubbed their eyes, and then gasped in shock.

“Y-Your Majesty!”

Isaac von Fresia, who had ascended from crown prince to emperor, had stepped out of the portal.

“It’s been a while,” he said casually, waving at the guards.

Without hesitation, Isaac launched himself forward, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The guards stood frozen in disbelief before quickly descending into chaos.

“H-His Majesty the Emperor is here!”

“We need to report this immediately!”

Scrambling in panic, the guards rushed off to notify their superiors.

In Kane’s office:

“As I thought, sitting around doesn’t suit me. Daniel, you handle most of it anyway.”

“Aren’t you trusting me a bit too much? What if I embezzle everything while I’m at it?”

“Your loyalty to Rehinar has earned you some leeway. Besides, you’re all talk. You wouldn’t even try.”

“I’m getting old, you know. My eyesight is failing.”

“Then train a successor before you start complaining.”

“Ha, this is the first time I’ve envied Lord Carl. He seems to have an even more leisurely life than me these days,” Daniel quipped.

“It’s going to get busier soon,” Kane replied.

“Busier than now? Are you trying to shorten this old man’s lifespan?”

As Daniel pretended to lament, the office window suddenly swung open, and a shadow leapt inside.

Both men recognized the face immediately.

Kane remained calm, but Daniel’s jaw dropped.

“Y-Your Majesty, what brings you here?”

“It’s been a while, Sir Daniel. I came directly to discuss something with Kane.”

“Haaah,” Kane let out a long sigh.

Even after ascending to the throne, Isaac still couldn’t sit still.

“Your Majesty, this is highly inappropriate.”

“It’s urgent. Who else am I supposed to talk to besides you?”

“There are many talented people at Your Majesty’s side.”

“I don’t trust any of them. You’ve raised my standards too high—take responsibility.”

“Do you realize how unreasonable you’re being?”

“The emperor is allowed to be a little unreasonable.”

Isaac hadn’t changed one bit.

And because of that, it was hard to resent him.

Power tends to change people, especially those seated on the throne.

Fresia stood as the pinnacle of all nations.

And the man who sat at its helm was none other than Isaac von Fresia.

“Is this about the outsiders?” Kane asked.

“They’ve been pouring in from everywhere, all demanding tasks. It’s overwhelming.”

“Wouldn’t it help to send letters to other nations, asking them to distribute the outsiders?”

“I already did that. But Hatzfeld hasn’t responded. Are they still not getting their act together?”

“They’re likely very busy at the moment.”

“Hmm? Are you in contact with their king?”

“Something like that.”

“You’re not planning to join them, are you? No matter what conditions they offer, you can’t leave!”

Isaac grew visibly anxious.

The Kingdom of Hatzfeld was still holding on, albeit in a weakened state.

Though it was far from its former glory, the new king, Ray Hatzfeld, was poised to restore its strength.

It was always a nation to watch out for.

Currently, they were under a peace treaty, but Isaac couldn’t help but worry because Kane was acquainted with Ray, the Hatzfeld king.

Kane stared at Isaac intently.

“Why? Did you really think I was planning to leave?”

“What do you take me for?”

“A lone wolf?”

“I’m still thinking about it. Maybe I should just cross over to Hartzfeld,” Kane teased with a faint smirk.

“Ha, haha, I was joking. What’s with you? If you’re upset, just say it. I’ll make sure to open the gates of the palace for you,” Isaac laughed awkwardly.

Even as emperor, he still fumbled around Kane, unable to shake off that sense of respect and deference.

“I was just joking too,” Kane responded.

“You nearly gave me a heart attack! Don’t make jokes like that again. Hoooh.”

Isaac took a deep breath.

Kane, sensing the tension, decided to bring up something more serious.

“There may be some strong individuals among the outsiders in the future.”

“I’ve already started seeing a few talented ones trickling in.”

“That’s nothing compared to what’s coming. If someone at the 6th or 7th class level appears, don’t engage with them directly.”

“Why?”

“The emperor has a certain dignity, doesn’t he? If you meet with them too easily, they might get too arrogant.”

“I see. I won’t lower the emperor’s authority.”

Isaac’s tone turned serious, but his mind lingered on another point.

“But where are all these outsiders even coming from?”

“They’re like monsters, not native to this world,” Kane explained.

“They’re from another world?”

“That’s right. The rift in the worlds caused by First Star allowed them to cross over.”

Isaac took Kane’s words to heart without question.

There was no one who understood the workings of the world as deeply as Kane did. He knew even more than the wizards of the Imperial Tower.

“So, they’re like heroes who handle monsters?”

“‘Hero’ is too grand a title. They’re just like us, normal people. Don’t treat them as something special.”

“Understood. I’ll treat them the same as everyone else.”

It was clear Isaac trusted Kane completely. That’s just the way he was—a simple man who, once he trusted someone, would stick with them until the end.

Kane couldn’t help but smile as Isaac’s tone shifted.

“By the way, let’s talk about something more fun. Being emperor makes it hard to talk, and it’s driving me crazy. Just hear me out. Noble sons keep coming to ask for Charlotte’s hand in marriage, but none of them are to my liking. If I send her to any of those guys, she’ll probably end up divorcing them and coming back to me.”

Isaac rattled off his complaints, speaking quickly to preempt Kane from interrupting.

Kane, realizing he’d missed the chance to speak, was forced to listen to the rest of Isaac’s rant.

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