My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 148

#148

Hero Party (2)

“Haa—.”

After the interview, Lee Se-ah returned to the room she was staying in, threw herself on the bed and sighed.

Fortunately, when she honestly explained the situation and asked for understanding, the saint understood her with an inclusive smile.

On the contrary, they do so willingly to the point where they feel guilty.

‘And that man… Well, there’s no way the saint wouldn’t have noticed what I noticed.’

Now that she had received confirmation that she didn’t have to worry about ‘Harley’, the barbarian man she was secretly worried about, all she had to do was return to the imperial palace with a light heart… But

her mind was more confused than before she came to the main temple.

“Is that also a Hahoe mask?”

Because of the design of the mask that the saint drew and showed me just before the conversation ended.

‘Or did you just look at the picture and feel that it was similar? Is it just a coincidence? If it’s the real Hahoe Mask, why is it in this world?’

No, if you really think about it, there is nothing strange about existing here.

Because you won’t be the only one in this world – Outerica.

Although she grew up safely under the princess’ protection for the past eight years, her original survival rate in the other world was only about 20 percent.

Moreover, since he had already satisfied the conditions for returning, even a simple calculation meant that four people would have died here by now.

‘Of course, since the probability is an independent trial, there is no law that this will necessarily happen, but there is still an expected value.’

And if there were Koreans among them, living or dead, it would not be unusual for the design of the Hahoe mask to be spread here.

You may have brought it with you and lost it so as not to forget your hometown, or you may have carved it yourself out of nostalgia.

Maybe he gifted or sold the mask he made that way to someone.

‘…That person might be related to the Immortal King. A being like that wouldn’t just wear any mask.’

He must have chosen that mask because it had some meaning.

Maybe he killed someone who opposed him and took it from him, or maybe someone who helped him in his resurrection gave him something.

Or else… maybe the identity of the Immortal King is…

“Hehe—it’s not clear yet. And whether it’s right or not is none of my business now.”

She was agitated because it was the first trace of someone from her neighborhood she had encountered, but in reality, it was useless for her to worry about it like this.

It was also a not-so-pleasant fact to keep hanging on to.

‘Now that I think about it, where are the other Earthlings in this world and what are they doing right now?’

Since I don’t travel around a lot, I haven’t had a chance to meet them before, but I don’t know if they would have met each other and not noticed each other.

There’s no way to find out if someone doesn’t show it first, and she wasn’t the type to show it off.

‘Before I go back, I’d like to have a conversation at least once. If possible, it would be better if they were from the same country.’

With that brief thought, she put away her complicated thoughts for a moment, closed her eyes, and fell into meditation.

To control the mind disturbed by unexpected events.

***

The time when Lee Se-ah continued her agony alone.

Harley, another Korean sent to Outerica, was lost in thought, stroking her chin with a serious expression.

‘An enemy of the world… Has there ever been an achievement like this?’

The achievement that Hans achieved this time was truly extraordinary, even just from the wording.

Well, isn’t it easy to gain the hostility of more than half of the intelligent beings living in one dimension?

This was enough to be considered an achievement.

In addition, the perk “extra lives” was probably given with that in mind.

‘The person who achieved these conditions in the first place would have the ability not to die that easily and would have received enough karma to return, so I wonder what it means.’

However, all the privileges given so far were originally like that.

If you cross the dimension on your own and return, you can “Summon the Otherworld Transfer Jin.”

“Instant death immunity” by becoming the immortal king, the pinnacle of the undead.

It is true that it is undoubtedly good, but it would have been difficult to apply it if it were not for a special case like yourself.

‘It doesn’t matter because it helps me either way.’

This perk, “Extra Life,” was a skill that literally allowed you to come back to life even if you died.

Rather than protecting your life under certain conditions like “instant death immunity,” you can simply die and be resurrected in the best possible condition, which is an incredible feat.

Of course, such abilities could not be used indefinitely.

‘The cooldown is very long. Once a year. Still, considering the effect, should it be considered good?’

Since the main body is on Earth, in other world time, it only happens once every 10 years, but since avatars are unlikely to die, it would be useful as insurance just in case.

‘Okay, this is done. Then, what’s next…’

Harley suddenly came out of her thoughts and raised her head and looked ahead.

At the same time, Heinrich also turned his gaze to face him.

…The gazes of the two people became intertwined in one place.

“…….”

“…….”

A strange silence hovered around the living room.

The two avatars just looked at each other with smiles on their lips without saying a word.

Heinrich had a benevolent smile that made my heart feel warm just by looking at him, while Harley had a vicious smile that made my stomach tingle just by looking at it.

Because of other people’s attention, I scheduled a separate interview time, but since there was no one around and there was no need to bother talking to myself, I was just wasting my time like this.

‘hmm?’

Then, suddenly, Heinrich’s eyes caught Harley’s naked torso covered in colorful tattoos.

The overwhelming body, including those rugged muscles, had density beyond what was visible, and to Harley, who manipulated vital force, it was the same as combat power.

‘Now that I think about it, there were no fights between avatars other than Heinrich and Hans, right? These two are both non-fighters, so what will happen if they clash directly?’

It was a sudden curiosity, but it also happened to be a good opportunity.

It was a waste of time to remain idly by like this, and couldn’t seeing each other’s abilities be a part of the interview process?

Jump up!

As soon as they made up their minds, they both stood up and went out at the same time.

And the place where their steps stopped across the main hall was a sparring facility on one side of the training ground.

“Oh! Hello saint. But what’s going on here…”

When Heinrich suddenly appeared, the paladin in charge of the training hall greeted him in surprise.

This sparring hall, surrounded by the highest level of protective barrier, was designed to prevent internal shock waves from flowing out, making it a useful place where even Paladin-level opponents could receive full-on practical training.

Of course, there was no place like this for the fight between Heinrich and Harley.

“Ah—Thank you for your hard work. I wanted to use the training facility for a while. “I’d like to have some time to spar with this person.”

“Hahaha! Clashing with all of one’s strength and soul is where true men interact! This is a natural procedure! Hahaha!”

As the surrounding attention was focused, lines immersed in the character immediately came out.

The Holy Knight’s brow twitched at the rude words and actions made in the presence of the Saint, but when Heinrich, who was right next to him, did not say anything, he also stepped back without showing any particular sign.

I glanced down and scanned Harley’s muscles with my eyes.

and-.

“oh! “The saint is sparring!”

“Who is your opponent? Are you a warrior of Chalcos? “You have a great body.”

“Hmm… He was recommended as a member of the death squad. So is this a test from the saint? “Will the author be able to demonstrate the same level of skill as those muscles?”

The paladins and crusaders who immediately heard the news gathered and began to surround the sparring grounds.

As it is helpful just to watch the sparring of those who have reached a high level, this sparring hall is well-equipped with facilities that can be observed nearby.

Of course, Saint Heinrich could bite them all if he wanted to, but…

‘There’s no need to do that.’

This would be a good opportunity to show off their power in front of the elites of the main church.

It was time to show these weight training believers that Harley’s amazing muscles are more than just form!

‘Well then, shall we go?’

It’s called sparring, but since both are controlled by oneself, fighting is impossible.

No matter what you do, it is inevitable that the situation will be one of exchanging attacks and striking, so all that can be done is to simply compare the capabilities they have.

But that alone would be a fairly meaningful measurement.

Heinrich, the warrior knight of light, the saint of the main god and the opponent of the immortal king.

Berserker Harley, a barbarian warrior and chimera dragon who had never been to the South, clashed head-on.

***

Although it was an actual sparring match, Harley’s full mode and ‘madness’ were not used as there was attention from those around her.

Even though there is Heinrich’s guarantee, isn’t it a bit wrong to use it openly?

“Khahahahaha—!”

Kwaaaang—!

But even excluding that, Harley’s intimidation in battle was beyond imagination.

Muscles swelled more than before, dark red scales sprouted all over the body, and a ray of light emanated from both eyes.

The right hand, with sharp nails sticking out, looked like a dragon’s paw, and the huge black ax in the left hand was covered in “biological aura” and was emitting a spicy energy that could split a giant in half.

Additionally, the vital force emanating from his superior body burned the energy accumulated within his body and activated the imprints of his entire body, and the mana storm swirling around him assisted all his actions.

“Huh… is that a Yongin?”

“…I can’t say anything because it’s such a rare species. But if all dragons had that ability, there would be no way they would be in danger of extinction like they are now…”

“After all, muscles don’t lie.”

“Mmmmm!”

Those who were watching the sparring were amazed by his majesty and kept nodding their heads.

Harley’s violent movements contained unconventionality and irregularity, but were backed by systematically disciplined regularity and fundamentals.

Coooooo—!

The ax covered in dark red aura collided with the holy sword, and at the same time, the nails of the right hand swept Heinrich’s lower body.

Harley’s left hand swung the weapon fluidly again, catching up with him as he dropped the ax and took a step back.

It was a formidable fighting power that anyone who possessed not only strength but also finesse could not help but acknowledge.

The person dealing with Harley was no exception to admitting this.

‘You thought wrong. I thought it would just be a game of random planning, but when I experienced it firsthand, Harley’s fighting style was even better than I expected…’

Unpredictable.

Even though I was directly controlling my body, its movements could not be easily predicted.

The skill “Frenzy Beast,” which evolved from “Wildness,” which enabled Harley to engage in instinctive combat, was not simply about allowing her to deal with madness more efficiently.

Almost all of his movements are performed in the realm of the unconscious, where reason cannot grasp them, and he instinctively attacks Heinrich when he is at his wit’s end.

As much as we share our thoughts, we actually use them against us and persistently delve into only the parts we are not conscious of.

‘…Isn’t this a very efficient training method?’

Isn’t this perfect training to overcome the gaps that you haven’t figured out yourself?

It was a fairly extreme method, but it was guaranteed to be effective, and Heinrich, who was fascinated by it, soon forgot his original purpose, focused on fighting himself, and slowly fell into a trance.

Kwazijic!

Kwaaaaang—!

As the fierce fight continued, Harley launched increasingly violent attacks as if she wanted to burn all her stored energy.

but.

nevertheless.

The attack never reached Heinrich.

The ax blade flew from a fatal angle and fell on the holy sword.

The tip of one’s toe raised unexpectedly, aiming for a loophole, missed the target before it could be reached.

A hand covered with holy sword energy and divine power clawed away sharp nails.

The blade, engulfed in a light sword, was cutting through the hard scales and making the body covered in blood.

“…The movement of the sword is beautiful. This is my first time seeing something like that…”

“But don’t you think the saint is doing it a little too much? Should I stop you now?”

“It’s still okay. That southern warrior is covered in blood on the outside, but all his wounds have already healed. Hmm, is that also because it’s Yongin?”

Based on pure physical specifications alone, Harley had an overwhelming advantage.

His body felt like a compressed giant monster, and the violent energy emanating from his body further amplified his already outstanding destructive power.

A fast, strong and irregular attack.

And that mercilessly stimulated something that was dormant inside Heinrich.

‘Oh, it was something like this.’

“Great Blessing: Knight of Light” and various growth corrections assist his enlightenment.

The “Logia Seongfighting Method,” which had been improved by numerous geniuses while dealing with various monsters over a long period of time, was quickly absorbed.

I was able to instantly acquire skills that I knew about but could not follow, which led to further growth.

And finally.

《The entity has achieved enlightenment through repeated training. The skill 「Musul」 evolves into the special skill 「Way of Martial Arts」. 》

「Musul」, which had been stagnant ever since it obtained the Holy Sword and reached a certain level, finally broke the wall. I passed it.