The Heroine Stole My Regression-Chapter 93

Instructor Do Hanseong, in charge of Class B, was in the middle of counseling sessions with students in the consultation room.

Class B had a wide skill gap.

From low to high scorers on the entrance exam, the students were all mixed together, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) which naturally made things difficult for Do Hanseong.

He didn’t reject scout requests, but at the very least, he was an instructor who genuinely wanted the students’ futures to turn out well.

That’s why he stayed up all night reviewing each student’s path and putting together personalized recommendations. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

It drained more mental energy than physical.

“Please call in the next student.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door quietly opened.

A student stepped through.

Cheon Yeoul.

Lately, her name was the hottest among all the students.

Having been promoted to an official Saint at the youngest age ever, she was one of the most promising next-generation talents—her potential now beyond what could be described by the word “promising.”

Do Hanseong briefly skimmed through her records on the desk.

“Hm...”

In cases like this, the instructor really had nothing left to say.

“Your written test scores have gone up significantly. It’d be good to keep improving that area moving forward.”

Her scores on the written entrance exam had been nearly zero, but they’d improved a lot since then.

“Sacred techniques rely on intuition, sure, but without a foundation in theory, it’s easy to falter in real combat. As for the rest... well. You’re doing exceptionally well. Just keep going like this.”

“...Thank you.”

Cheon Yeoul bowed her head quietly.

“Your intended career path is the Church, I assume?”

She had only received offers from the Church. If someone like her were to express interest in another path, it would be huge news.

And if that were to happen, the instructor would be obligated to guide her back toward the Church.

Cheon Yeoul blinked slowly, then nodded.

“Yes. At the moment, I think the Church is the most suitable.”

Expressionless face.

Sometimes, it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

Quite different from the previous Saint, who always exuded warmth.

But that could be chalked up to personality differences. Nothing wrong with that.

“Right, I don’t have much else to say either. You’re doing wonderfully. Please keep it up.”

Do Hanseong, having sorted through the documents, looked up and concluded.

Cheon Yeoul bowed politely and quietly stood up.

Then came the next student.

This time, it was Kang Arin who walked in.

Another top-tier prospect, back to back.

Do Hanseong instinctively scanned her face.

Dark circles under her eyes. Slight puffiness.

“....”

Looked like she hadn’t slept much.

Then again, Kang Arin was one of the few students for whom there was really nothing to advise.

Conduct, personality, grades, future prospects—she was flawless.

“Kang Arin... I don’t really have much to say to you either. Are you experiencing any difficulties?”

“Difficulties...? No. None.”

Expressionless, Kang Arin got up and walked out like a zombie.

“...What the...”

Next up was Yu Hana.

One of the most talked-about figures after the team match in the recent exchange tournament.

Thanks to that, she was now flooded with offers from countless guilds and organizations.

Do Hanseong turned his smartpad to show her the list.

“These are the offers Yu Hana has received so far.”

Lotus, Cheongpungdae, Bloom’s Garden. Not just the top domestic guilds, but also famous overseas ones.

Among them, Cheongpungdae was the organization run by her family.

But as far as Do Hanseong knew, the head of the family, Yu Mujin, wasn’t the kind to force his daughter into anything.

If Yu Hana wished it, he seemed like the type to let her choose freely.

“Have you thought about your career path, or is there a particular guild or organization you’re interested in?”

After counseling so many high-achieving students, things were feeling comfortable.

If a weaker student had high expectations, he’d have to deliver harsh truths, but this student wasn’t like that.

Yu Hana looked thoughtful.

Her demeanor was old-fashioned, clearly noble in origin.

She hesitated for a moment, then spoke with a serious face.

“I want to become... a devoted wife and mother.”

“Pfft—Excuse me?”

Do Hanseong nearly spat out his coffee at the completely unexpected answer.

What was that supposed to mean?

His mind went blank for a moment.

Then suddenly, a conversation from a few days ago with fellow instructors flashed through his head.

‘Seriously, Instructor Kim, how are you supposed to handle a student like this?’

‘Why? What happened?’

‘She’s got good grades, solid backing, even great archery skills, but her career path... it’s just absurd.’

‘What did she say?’

‘Her dream is to be a stay-at-home mom.’

‘Pffft! Are you serious?’

‘She says she wants to have as many kids as possible. I nearly passed out from the headache...’

Do Hanseong hadn’t participated in that particular conversation, but the topic had been so ridiculous, he remembered overhearing it.

He never expected someone like that to show up in his own class.

He was about to ask again but then saw Yu Hana’s face.

Her cheeks were slightly red, but her expression was serious, and her gaze unwavering.

So it wasn’t a joke.

“...I... see. Alright.”

It was bewildering, but if it was the student’s sincere wish, he had no choice but to respect it.

He was about to wrap things up when—

A question slipped out before he could stop it.

“Um... if that’s the case... have you already decided who the person is, in your heart...?”

“Yes. I have.”

“Ah... yes...”

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Do Hanseong ran both palms down his face in dry exasperation.

Guilds and all that didn’t matter.

She had already chosen the direction of her life.

He quietly closed her file and spoke calmly.

“This concludes the session. Please continue doing your best.”

Yu Hana quietly stood up, gave a polite bow, and left the room.

Do Hanseong leaned back slightly against his chair and let out a sigh.

A slight dizziness swept over him.

Next student... Yoon Chaeha.

‘Good grief.’

Now a mage.

As with most mages, she wasn’t going to be simple.

He had a feeling it’d be exhausting—but counseling had to be done.

The door opened, and Yoon Chaeha entered.

“Hello.”

“Yes, Yoon Chaeha.”

The Magic Tower had recently made her a public offer, treating her like one of their top prospects.

It was basically a declaration of “she’s ours.”

Other organizations weren’t even trying to approach her at this point.

And as far as he knew, Yoon Chaeha herself had also been interacting frequently with the Tower.

He was about to cut to the chase when—

“Um, Instructor.”

“Yes?”

“Well... do you think I could join Vanquisher?”

“Vanquisher?”

“Yes.”

An unexpected question. Do Hanseong paused.

Then slowly gathered his thoughts.

Conclusion—

‘It’s possible.’

Vanquisher was known for being closed off and extremely selective, but if it were Yoon Chaeha, she’d definitely qualify.

Besides, with an upcoming field exercise planned, it could create a natural opportunity.

“Here. This is the related material. It’s part of the upcoming school program.”

Yoon Chaeha calmly accepted the document.

As she flipped through it, she asked a few short questions, and Do Hanseong quietly gave her tailored advice.

She was surprisingly receptive to that advice.

“Thank you.”

Bowing her head, Yoon Chaeha exited the room.

It was a shockingly normal counseling session—contrary to expectations.

A refreshing change from the eccentricities of the earlier ones.

Feeling like his mind was finally regaining clarity, Do Hanseong signaled to the assistant to call in the next student.

The last one.

The name was—

‘Jeong Haein.’

Do Hanseong raised an eyebrow slightly.

Fitting for the finale—this one was the most interesting of them all.

***

Most of the students, including Cheon Yeoul and Yoon Chaeha, had already finished their counseling sessions.

“What did you talk about?”

I casually asked Cheon Yeoul and Yoon Chaeha, who were seated beside me.

Yeoul was affiliated with the Church anyway, so she didn’t really have a reason to go elsewhere—but Chaeha was a different case.

“I just got praised for improving my written test scores. Since I already have a set career path, they told me to keep it up~”

“Not bad.”

Her weakness was written exams, and judging by the comment, the instructor had probably picked up on that.

I nodded and turned to Chaeha.

“What about you?”

Earlier, she had dropped the unexpected bomb about wanting to join Vanquisher. I was curious if her session was really about that too.

Chaeha answered without a hint of hesitation.

“Same as earlier.”

“Yeah?”

Just as I was about to continue the conversation, the assistant entered through the front door.

“Jeong Haein~ You’re up next~”

“Yes.”

I stood up and headed to the counseling room.

In front of the door.

— Knock knock.

I gave a light knock.

“Come in.”

It was Class B’s instructor, Do Hanseong.

We exchanged a silent nod and I sat down.

He flipped a sheet of paper and spoke calmly.

“Jeong Haein... you’re currently unranked, but...”

He then turned the document toward me.

“In reality, the predictions are already pretty clear.”

Before I could say anything, he spoke directly.

“Where do you want to go?”

He picked up the tablet next to him.

Then turned the screen toward me.

Displayed in front of me was the bidding status.

Under the label “Bidding War,” my name was surrounded by numbers and the logos of countless guilds.

And alongside those, the official offers.

“From midterms to the exchange tournament—you’ve posted outstanding results.”

Do Hanseong continued in a composed tone.

“For a student like that to still be unaffiliated despite being a freshman... of course they’re going to be interested.”

Even though my identity as the Silent Ghost hadn’t been revealed yet—it was already like this.

“So now, all that’s left is for you to choose.”

His tone was calm, but the meaning behind his words was unmistakable.

“You’re just a first-year student... but surprisingly, you’re in a position to pick.”

I stared at the tablet screen and thought for a moment.

The issue was... I still hadn’t made a decision about where to go.

The old man from Vanquisher had always said,

‘It doesn’t matter at all where you go.’

And he meant it. He always had.

Of course, that didn’t mean he didn’t want me to join Vanquisher. But even if I chose another path, he wouldn’t be disappointed in me.

Second was “Glory.”

I had once made a kind of formal agreement with Kang Arin.

But she probably wasn’t taking that too seriously either.

Then there was the Hero Association, Cheongpungdae, major overseas guilds...

The list went on.

Just reading the names made my head spin.

But I hadn’t made a choice yet.

Come to think of it, I’d done the same thing ten years ago—putting off the decision.

Because you never really knew what the best choice was until you were standing in that moment.

Maybe that indecision showed on my face, because Do Hanseong gave a short chuckle.

“You seem to be deep in thought. There’s no need to decide right now, of course.”

He picked up another document from beside the desk and quietly handed it to me.

“In that case, how about experiencing them for yourself?”

“Experience?”

Do Hanseong nodded.

“It’s an upcoming official school event. Observations, light fieldwork, spectating real missions—there are a variety of formats.”

I slowly opened the document.

Inside were rows of familiar names.

Glory, Arcadia, Lotus, the Association, Cheongpungdae, Vanquisher.

And countless others.

I silently scanned the paper.

Field experience.

It was one of Gaon’s well-developed programs that gave students a chance to directly experience famous organizations.

Scheduled just before finals, the program was also used as a motivational tool for students.

In that sense... the timing was perfect.

I closed the folder and said briefly,

“Sounds good.”

Experiencing it firsthand.

When making a tough decision, there’s no better foundation than that.