The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

The ministers, prime minister, and other officials each shared their opinions.

In the midst of this, the President glanced over at Ryu Min.

‘I can’t read his expression through that mask…’

The President, who had been wavering, quickly gathered his thoughts.

‘Though he hasn’t revealed his identity, he’s already proven himself trustworthy. If he wanted to, he could have killed me here and now, but he hasn’t. It’s because he doesn’t want the country to fall into chaos. And now, he’s willing to step up and help other nations.’

It was clear that Black Scythe genuinely cared about his country and its people.

He didn’t seem like the type to recklessly provoke international conflict without taking responsibility.

“Can I trust you?” the President asked.

“Yes, you can.”

Perhaps it was the certainty in Ryu Min’s words that sealed the deal.

“Very well. I’ll grant your requests. When would you like to start?”

“The sooner, the better.”

“Then we’ll proceed immediately. Chief Secretary?”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

“Arrange for Black Scythe to deliver a public address.”

“Understood. Please follow me, Black Scythe.”

After bowing slightly to the President, Ryu Min followed the Chief Secretary.

Bzzzzzz—

“One moment. I’m getting a call.”

Ryu Min glanced at his phone, which displayed the caller’s name.

‘John Delgado?’

The call was likely regarding some matter related to Messiah, as they had agreed to contact him when there was an update.

“Yes, what is it? Ah, I see. So they’ve set up a meeting? Very well. Send me the time and location via text.”

With the Chief Secretary beside him, Ryu Min politely responded to the call, as if it were nothing of importance.

But the truth was far from it.

‘John Delgado’s cover has been blown sooner than I expected. And now Messiah wants to meet? How bold.’

Apparently, Messiah had confronted John, accusing him of being aligned with Black Scythe, and they had set up a meeting.

‘How arrogant. They don’t even come to me themselves—they want me to show up at their designated location?’

The fact that they had chosen the location meant they were up to something.

‘Fine. I’ll walk right into the snake’s den.’

Ryu Min chuckled confidently, sent a quick message, and then looked up.

“Shall we go, Chief Secretary?”

“Yes, this way.”

The message he sent read:

[Prepare the private jet, Yamti. We’ve got an overseas trip coming up.]

*

A man wearing a white mask stepped onto a podium with the Blue House as the backdrop.

“Greetings. I am a player from Korea, known by the nickname Black Scythe.”

Click-click—

The press photographers lined up in the front row eagerly snapped away with their cameras, while reporters behind them rapidly typed on their laptops, racing to break the news.

“It may seem strange that I, a non-government individual, am holding this press conference. You might wonder what right I have to stand here and make this announcement. But I had to take this opportunity because there’s something I want to say to the world.”

As Ryu Min paused, the audience fell silent.

Everyone leaned in, curious about what he was going to say next.

“As some of you may know, I was responsible for eliminating KF’s leader and its remnants a few months ago. My reason was simple. I despise criminals. Their existence is nothing but a blight. And with that in mind, I have a warning for all players around the world.”

At the word warning, the entire room held its breath.

It was an audacious statement, one that could easily turn every player on the planet against him. But in a way, it was also impressive. Only someone like Black Scythe could say something like that.

“If any player is using their power to seize control of a government and oppress ordinary people, stop immediately. I do not want to see players tarnishing their image by committing crimes. Let me be clear: this is a warning to them. If they do not cease their actions…”

The eyes behind Black Scythe’s mask flashed with a menacing gleam.

“…I will personally hunt them down and bring them to justice. I will rescue those who are in danger. That is why I asked the President to lend me this platform—to let the world know that I am willing to save as many people as possible from these wretched players. So, if you or your country are suffering because of players, don’t hesitate to call the Korean embassy. If you do…”

Ryu Min took a brief pause before continuing.

“…I will gladly come to your country and free it from the shackles of those players.”

It was a bold declaration to the world’s oppressed nations: seek help, and Black Scythe would come to their aid.

It was an audacious, almost arrogant, statement, but no one dared laugh as Black Scythe descended the podium.

Because he had the power to back it up.

‘That should be enough for now.’

As he glanced back, he saw the President stepping up to the podium.

The President was about to speak, lending even more credibility to Ryu Min’s words.

“As Black Scythe said, if there are any nations suffering under the tyranny of players, please contact the Korean embassy. I promise, in the name of the President, that we will do everything in our power to assist. Thank you.”

After his speech, the President looked around, searching for the Chief Secretary.

“Black Scythe, where is he?”

“He said he had urgent business to attend to and left.”

“Urgent business?”

“He didn’t provide details. He only mentioned verifying the source of any incoming reports… oh, and one more thing. He said that since he’ll be flying, it might be hard to reach him by phone, so email would be best.”

“Flying?”

Was he heading abroad?

‘Whatever the case, it’s done. The dice have been rolled, and now all we can do is trust Black Scythe.’

With a slightly worried expression, President Yoon Seong-ho walked out with his bodyguards.

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