My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 146

#146

To the Great Temple of Roselia (3)

Outerica was a typical fantasy world where numerous races lived together.

However, there was also something different from the general perception on Earth, which was that this was not a background where Westerners became the mainstream.

A colorful world where people of various races and mixed races live in harmony, with only differences in the majority ratio depending on the region.

And that meant that Asians on Earth were not that special in this world.

Like this woman in front of Harley right now.

‘But no matter how much Asians look younger than other races… Isn’t this woman still very young, even taking that into account?’

He tilted his head and quietly looked down at the small girl who was not even close to his chest.

She is a petite person who appears to be a little over 150 centimeters and wears a blue robe similar to a dress.

Her black hair, which reached her chest, was tied with a braid and hung down in front of one shoulder, and her black eyes, shining like obsidian, were looking up at him calmly, without emotional agitation.

…But even though he was an Asian, his white skin and detailed facial features did not make him look like he was in his late twenties.

‘Honestly, even if you hit a lot, you’re still a high school student. At this level, I’d say you’re a middle school student. ‘Are you sure it’s a mixture of different races?’

If so, it was quite possible.

It would have been completely understandable if the blood of a long-lived species such as elves had been mixed in at least a little.

If not, then…

When Harley was moving his thick, muscled forearm and scratching the back of his head… or rather, the skin of the beast on the back of his head.

“Excuse me for meeting you for the first time, but are you perhaps a mixed race of another race?”

The question came out of the other person’s mouth first.

As if she was facing him and thinking the same thing.

I don’t know what made Harley, who was clearly a strong human being, think that she was of mixed race, but it was truly an outstanding insight worthy of an archmage.

“Uhm—? iced coffee! Since I am a dragon, I can be considered a dragon hybrid. I’m not sure how many generations of blood were mixed together! Haha!”

“Yongin… I see. Excuse me. “My name is Isea Pristine from the Azerion Empire.”

She calmly introduced herself and extended her small, delicate hand to shake my hand.

Harley looked at it for a moment, then held the hand with her ring and small fingers folded and slowly shook it up and down.

It was a very careful gesture, as if you applied too much force, the other person’s hand bones could be crushed.

“Hahaha! You can call me Harley. Although I am currently staying in the Kingdom of Tulk, I will always be a southern warrior at heart!”

“…yes? Ah yes.”

Lee Se-ah responds with an awkward smile, as if overwhelmed by his generous self-introduction.

“But are you also mixed race?”

“Oh, I am…”

In front of a hallway of the main shrine.

A small girl just over 150 centimeters tall and a large man nearly 2.3 meters tall met by chance.

***

“Whoa—.”

Isea, who returned to her dorm after breaking up with Harley, lay down on the bed and wiped her face.

Needless to say, the reason she came all of a sudden to the Great Temple of Roselia was because of an invitation from the church.

A special mobile strike force responding to the Immortal King.

The unit, also simply called the ‘death squad’ or ‘warrior’s party’, was a place that was as much glory as it was dangerous.

They are revered as great people in their countries of origin, and their lives are recorded in history books and passed down through the songs of bards.

‘Those who survived to the end were all short-lived, so no one enjoyed that glory for long.’

However, as their mission was to deal directly with the Immortal King, who was impossible to approach at any level, the minimum condition for those who could apply for it was to reach the extreme, such as a master-level warrior and an archmage.

Of course, the warrior party was supposed to naturally become an elite fighting group made up of the continent’s strongest people.

Things in the world were not that simple.

‘First of all, the criteria for being the strongest on the continent are also very vague.’

This world was not a game, and there was no way to assign an exact value to an individual’s ability level.

In order to compare, there is no choice but to use the level beyond a certain standard and the achievements made so far in the world’s evaluation as the basis for judgment…. In

practice, even among those who reached a similar level in the first place, the results changed depending on compatibility and experience.

There was no competition to select the strongest player on the continent, and it was impossible from the beginning to analyze each person’s abilities and rank them accurately.

Even in Outerica, there has been a war between humans for a long time due to the previous Immortal King incident and the monsters that are everywhere.

If there was someone special like Heinrich, who became a warrior, that everyone could recognize, unfortunately, there was no one like him among the currently known strong men.

Since that was the reality, we had no choice but to first receive support from those who were qualified and select suitable talent through interviews and verification, but

there was another problem.

It’s just that there aren’t enough applicants.

This was partly due to the danger that history had shown, but there was a more realistic reason why they could not come forward willingly.

‘If I join the death squad, I will have to be away from Riley for quite a long time, but I can’t do that at this time.’

And among those who refuse to join the unit for that reason.

Viscount Isea Pristine, the archmage of the Azerion Empire, was also included.

The strong inevitably rose to a high position in many cases, and those in such a position were bound to increase the number of things they had to protect.

But if you tell them to put everything aside for the greater good when they don’t know what will happen to their family, city, or country right now, how many people will follow?

If something truly precious is lost while you are away, who will be responsible?

What if it wasn’t that he couldn’t protect it because he didn’t have the strength, but it was a situation that he could have easily prevented?

And there was no guarantee that the ‘enemy’ would not take advantage of his absence to pull a trick.

Whether it’s an immortal army… or a political enemy.

‘Prince Simon is making things a hassle. You can’t just refuse the church’s invitation. Still, it would be okay to just leave the place for a while…’

For that reason, almost no one volunteered for the death squad—.

Everyone knows that it is absolutely necessary, but no one wants to do it themselves… The current reality is that we are in a situation where we only look at each other.

Even so, the basic requirements were very high, so there were only a few qualified people, but as things turned out like this, the denomination had no choice but to invite the powerful, starting with those who were recommended, and attempt dialogue.

It was natural that Lee Se-ah, who was the first to be recommended by the Crown Prince, was included in it.

‘I have a last resort, so my life won’t be in danger, but leaving Riley’s side empty for a long time is itself a betrayal. ‘Why am I still here!’

Even though she had no intention of changing her decision, the reason she came to the Grand Shrine of Roselia in person was to show her sincerity to the church as much as possible.

In this continental crisis, wouldn’t it be possible for a saint to come forward and make sacrifices, but if he only sends a message that he won’t attend for personal reasons?

‘No matter how moderate the denomination is, they don’t know about people’s affairs. For the sake of the throne, you must avoid situations where you are in conflict with the religious order as much as possible. … Because of that son of a bitch Simon.’

Ise-ah, who remembered the crown prince’s shameless face again, gritted her teeth quietly.

The composure that I prided myself on for being cool-headed was broken, and I was seething with frustration inside.

Of course, if she successfully defeated the Immortal King, survived, and became a hero, the situation would turn around, but there was no way that could have been possible in such a short period of time.

And at that time… the 5th Princess Riley will not only be left behind in the power struggle, but there will be a very high probability that she will suffer an ‘unfortunate accident’ due to someone else’s intention.

‘Simon is a person capable of that. … By the way, did you say he was Harley?’

Se-ah Lee frowned and tried to shake off bad thoughts. To change her thoughts, she thought again of the large man she had met by chance in the hallway.

“At first, I thought some monster had invaded the Great Hall.”

I didn’t judge it that way simply because it was big.

Although she majored in elemental magic, she had extensive knowledge in other fields as well, as she received full support from the Fifth Princess.

And the image of Harley reflected in her eyes, combined with that knowledge and her special talent—.

‘That left eye, too, is absolutely not the kind of energy that a natural living being can have. … It might be a chimera or a predatory monster.’

It was as if an enormous monster had been compressed into a human form, and it felt as if enormous vitality was contained in each and every cell that made up the body.

Without a doubt, it must be corrupted mana or vitality, which is the source of the monsters’ power.

He even had a sense of foreignness that could not be considered an ordinary living creature.

To the extent that it is thought that the inconsistent energy is woven together by an unidentified force, like a machine assembled from several parts.

And most crucial of all was the latent ‘madness’ and subtle traces of dark black magic remaining in Harley’s body.

It was an issue that should never be overlooked, just in case.

‘It might be a spy sent by the immortal king Hans.’

So, just in case, I talked to him first.

To get some more information through conversation.

“But if it’s Yongin… I’m not sure. “Because it is such a rare species, there is not much documentation left.”

If the sense of discomfort she felt was a characteristic of the dragon race, there was nothing to say.

In addition, the reaction of Mana who stayed around him, which he felt while shaking his hand, also gave credibility to the fact that he was of dragon blood.

‘But you never know. ‘I’m planning to meet the saint later, so it would be a good idea to let him know then.’

In the end, she came to that conclusion and decided to leave the judgment to the church.

I think it would be nice if I could get at least some more points with this.

***

The basement of the Bright family in the Kingdom of Thalia.

Heinz quietly looked at the woman yawning carefree in front of him.

“So, you won’t regret your decision, right?”

“Haam—you are saying the obvious. “No matter how long I live, wouldn’t it be better to live than to die…?”

Her words, as she looked at him with a listless expression, had two meanings.

It means that your lifespan will end soon anyway and that you don’t have much time left to live…

‘As expected, you’re quick-witted.’

It even means that he won’t be eaten by him before he dies naturally.

It was not unreasonable for her to make that judgment, as she had watched from the sidelines the moment Heinz ate Bisque Eupersch and ascended to the Holy Blood.

…I was actually thinking about doing that.

“Hehehe— Actually, the evolution of blood itself is so interesting that I can’t stand it. “What could be more fascinating than being able to experience for myself the change that I couldn’t understand no matter how many times I saw it?”

Bricky’s voice, which started quietly, gradually rose in pitch as if he was the only one getting excited.

His half-closed eyes began to widen little by little, and by the time he finished speaking, they were shining brightly.

“Of course, Heinz, I’m curious about what the future of vampires you will create will be like? It would be fun to watch that. “Wouldn’t it be cooler than I ever thought?”

“Yes, having another Holy Blood level vampire here would be a great help in future work. So don’t just watch, but work hard for that future.”

Heinz answered bluntly and slowly approached her.

How dare they just sit back and watch?

That was the privilege of the most senior person!

‘Well, that doesn’t mean I really just play. But I can’t tolerate my subordinates sitting around while I’m working hard.’

And she didn’t resist and just waited quietly until he went behind Bricky and sank his teeth into the back of his neck.

“Purified blood essence” evolves the vampire factor in the blood.

A new change that will come to you!

“Hmm— ah! I see this!”

Finally, real change began.

Boiling blood, pores emitting heat, twisted bones and muscles.

Her vitality, which had been dying moment by moment as each cell surpassed its limits, began to rise again little by little.

One of the roots of the ‘blood vein of beginning’ that has been passed down from a long time ago, ‘Broccoslak’, which can be said to be the prototype of the Outerica vampire—.

It was the moment when it was defiled by Heinz II, a hybrid from another world… no, it evolved into a more advanced form and disappeared from the long history of the continent.

Of course, at the same time.

It was also the moment when the Outerica Vampire Clan Alliance ‘Hybrid’ possessed one more complete Holy Blood.