My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 201
#201
2nd Continental Summit (2)
“I’ll tell you straight. You were originally a mercenary, right? “I would like to make a secret request.”
Those were the first words Morna, the great sorcerer who brought Harley to her residence, offered him a drink.
“Well, as long as the conditions are met, I’m welcome! “But there is one thing that has been bothering me since a while ago. Can I ask you about that first?”
“Cluck—of course, as many as you want.”
His eyes turned to a young woman sitting in a corner seat, staring blankly at him.
Although the massive muscle mass that could never be ignored radiated its presence to the fullest, her gaze was subtly diverged as if she could not see him.
“…What is that girl doing over there? “Do I see ghosts because I’m a witch doctor?”
“Ah, that kid is my aide, but he’s just looking at yesterday’s scenes by himself. Don’t worry about it. “Kwaekkeak!”
“What a mysterious man. Well, that aside, what is the purpose of suddenly proposing a request to me like this?”
He asked Morna a question directly.
I already know that she recommended Harley and the situation in the South, so to ask for it now seems like a total stink.
“Hmm… That’s what a shaman is. Unlike a wizard, who values reason, emotions are very important.”
“Huh—so?”
“To put it simply, it means that a shaman like me can better feel things that others cannot know. “The various traces left on your body, as well as abstract concepts such as fate and destiny.”
Even though there was talk about her body, Harley didn’t show much of a reaction.
In the first place, his past was a story that everyone around him knew through ‘Harley’s Big Adventure’, and he had been talking about it so much lately that it wasn’t something to hide.
“I think you already know, but recommending you to the death squad was just a natural process of meeting each other. “Isn’t that an issue that the person concerned can refuse anyway if they don’t want to?”
“Did you really need to go to such lengths to meet me? No, I think I just watched from afar during the first meeting.”
“…Khehehe, that wasn’t such a simple situation…”
Morna, whose expression suddenly darkened, let out a bitter laugh.
“That’s why I wanted to see you. From the moment I heard about the activities in the Kingdom of Tulk, I got the right feeling. “You are the one who can solve the problem Calkos is facing right now!”
For example, it was said that it was just ‘the intuition of a great shaman’.
And she added that the moment she met Harley in person, her intuition became confirmed and she was looking for an opportunity and only now came into contact with him.
‘The problem with Calcos means a coup, right? I guess this old man seems to be in the opposite position.’
As he expected, the request was to solve a problem that was secretly going on in the southern part of the continent and kill the mastermind.
The reward for that was the general magic and other help that a great shaman could provide.
“First of all, I brought up the fight to get your attention, but actually, I don’t recommend that. “If you engraved Daejeon Temple’s engraving, you would know the conditions for engraving the engraving, right?”
“That’s a worthy karma! “Becoming a great warrior means defeating ogres single-handedly, right?”
“Squeak… Ogre, that’s literally the minimum standard. Of course, if you were the person you are now, you could easily do it even if it was more than that.”
Morna, who was laughing slightly, opened her mouth again with a serious expression.
“First of all, the vitality flowing through your body is enough to engrave Tuwang’s imprint. To be honest, it’s hard to understand even considering that he’s a dragon… but he’s become even more of a monster than when I first saw him. “Did you pick up anything good for your health during this time?”
The literature she encountered as a great shaman also contained information about Yongin.
According to it, it was true that they had stronger bodies than humans, but the source of their strength was their innate talent for magic, not an ignorant biological force like Harley.
“…Well, even if we can get over that, they say the load placed on the person receiving the procedure is beyond imagination. According to tradition, it was a hundred times more painful than carving the Daejeon Temple’s engraving. It is a record left by the last Tuwang himself, hundreds of years ago, so it must be trustworthy. “Squeak.”
However, when Harley made a sour expression despite those words, she ate her mouth with an embarrassed expression.
“What is more decisive than anything else is the worthy work I mentioned earlier. Fighting King’s imprint does not end up as a side effect when the conditions are not met. “I would just die on the spot.”
“You’ve been going round and round since a while ago, so stop moping! “Didn’t I say I was busy?”
“You’re just taking away the old man’s joy.”
Morna, who grumbled for a moment, reluctantly opened her mouth at Harley’s glare.
Of course, the conditions for the karma she spoke of were a difficult ordeal that was almost impossible.
“…This is directly hunting dragons that are adult or larger! It’s not enough to just get involved in multiple fights. Inflicting fatal wounds is basic, and it is considered karma only if you are satisfied with taking that person’s last breath with your own hands!”
—If only it were a normal case.
“Of course, since you are a dragon and dragons are hard to find these days, any opponent of a similar level is okay…” “
Oh well. That’s it! “You mean you can do it anyway?”
“…ok? That’s right… But as I said before, if you don’t satisfy your karma… No, just wait.”
She tilted her head and continued talking at Harley’s strangely confident attitude, but then closed her mouth.
And then she looked at him quietly with strangely haunted eyes…
“What is this again?”
A shaky voice escaped me without my knowledge.
“I thought it would be like that because I’m a dragon, but this isn’t just a dragon, it’s a dragon killing, right?”
“her? “You recognize that?”
Should I really call him a great shaman?
The old shaman who first engraved him was skeptical even after seeing the ogre by-product, but Morna seemed to be able to figure out whether he met the conditions just by looking at it intently.
“A dragon killed a dragon? If it’s at this level, it’s not just an adult dragon, right? Not only was it a fatal blow, but it also took his life away. … What on earth are you?”
She, who had always been giving off a sweet aura, seemed genuinely embarrassed this time, but just blinked with a bewildered expression.
‘That’s when it helps so much.’
During the fight with the light dragon Heratos, Harley burrowed into his chest and ripped out not only his heart but even the dragon heart.
It is natural that the necessary conditions were met.
“Khahaha—! Anyway, isn’t that a good thing? Anyway, now that we know roughly what we both want, let’s talk in more detail!”
At the same time, he was also looking at the situation of the tribal alliance and trying to figure out how to intervene.
Since I always represent myself as a southern barbarian warrior, I was planning to visit soon.
So, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get information from Morna, a high-ranking official in Calcos, and stick a karma straw in the south.
“Oh, really old man. “You know the down payment is separate, right?”
Of course, after making sure the calculations are made.
***
Grand shaman Morna was unable to move freely to the extent that she had to use such a complicated method.
Her movements were being monitored and controlled in real time to the extent that she could not do anything unless she was inside the main temple.
‘Are you saying that the former warchief, who was ousted due to dictatorship issues, is swallowing up the tribal alliance? And that too without choosing any means or methods?’
After listening to her story, the level was unusual.
It is said that the situation was so serious that they not only took hostages and weak points from the chiefs of each tribe, but also used mental suppression…
‘No matter how much they only targeted the chiefs and other high-ranking people, it is certainly normal to thoroughly control information to this extent. ‘It’s not like this.’
In the meantime, it is said that the great sorcerer Morna’s family and disciples were taken hostage and he was unable to move.
In addition, the reason she was able to participate as a representative of the tribal alliance was because she was the most cooperative among the high-ranking people for whom mental suppression did not work.
‘Although an aide was attached as a separate monitor. By the way, if they do that, it means they definitely have something worth punishing, right?’
The meeting place was in the middle of the main church’s sacred site, the main temple where saints and saints lived together, and among the participants were many who had reached the heights in various fields, including archmages.
Of course, it’s an environment that anyone with a problem can’t avoid.
In the meantime, the reason Morna chose Harley over the Order was, as he said, largely due to the ‘sense of a great shaman’ or something like that.
Well… Even so, the influence of the main church is not that great in the south due to the presence of shamans, so if the continent was on the verge of destruction like it is now, it would have been difficult to receive much help.
‘In that respect, the old lady did a good job of finding the right person for the request.’
Now that the information problem was solved with the help of the insider, he had no more hesitation.
It’s a secret that you haven’t told anyone… but isn’t breaking the rules that others have made your specialty?
‘Former Warchief Baltheon. A person who takes advantage of the chaos as if he was waiting and commits all sorts of dirty tricks to be ambitious. It stinks out loud.’
…Whether it was Harley who moved it herself.
‘Come to think of it, Siana was like that. An executive hiding in the south opened the door to the abyss.’
It was unavoidable or very coincidental—whether it was the Immortal King himself making the move.
‘Gotcha, you guy.’
Sharp teeth flashed fiercely at the corners of Harley’s long, torn mouth.
***
Buzz—
People gathered in the huge conference room were forming groups and talking loudly.
They may talk to others in a friendly manner first, be wary and avoid interactions, hide their true feelings while smiling and look for the other person’s weaknesses, or brag and inflate themselves.
It was literally a place where you could see the complex current world situation at a glance.
And then…
shakily—
the large door opened and another group of people appeared into the conference room.
These people are dressed in luxurious yet colorful outfits.
At the front, they were led by a beautiful woman with golden blonde hair and turquoise eyes that shined like jewels.
“Oh, are you here? Princess. good morning.”
“You look beautiful today as expected! Is this blinding? “Hehehe!”
As soon as she appeared, the people nearby who were talking among themselves began to flock towards her.
We had already been greeting each other consistently for the past few days and establishing some kind of friendship, but it was a similar situation for everyone.
In a situation like this, the important thing was to appear closer to the powerful than others, so this could be said to be a very natural phenomenon.
Because she was Riley Carte Azerion, the current first-ranking heir to the throne of the continent’s most powerful nation, the Azerion Empire.
“Nice to meet you all. “I heard that we may stay up late because there is a lot to discuss, but I don’t know how everyone was able to sleep well.”
“ha ha ha! Of course! “I am confident in my physical strength.”
“Are you okay with the princess? “If you get tired later, I will ask the church for a break.”
These people sneak up next to you and only repeat things that are nice to hear.
As they were among the highest-ranking people in their respective countries, they did not blatantly grovel, but the value of being named the next emperor was enough to break down their usual high arrogance.
Riley treated them businesslikely, but not too coldly, with a smile on her face.
Isn’t it something she has been working on for the past few years by encouraging opportunists to get on her side?
Dealing with people from other countries was no different.
In the conference hall, everyone had their own agenda on the inside and had a friendly conversation on the outside.
Rattling—
again.
I heard the door opening.
“Huh?”
“They…”
And those who turned their heads towards the door at that sound closed their mouths one by one with a stiff expression, unlike when the imperial delegation entered.
The reaction spread so quickly that the conference hall soon became coldly silent, as if the harmonious atmosphere had disappeared at some point.
Step by step—
In that silence, the sound of footsteps of a group coming in through the door echoed softly.
As they entered the room, all dressed in dark clothes, at the head of them was a beautiful man with jet-black hair that seemed to be made of darkness and blood-red eyes that shined like jewels.
It exudes an intimidating presence that overwhelms you just by looking at it.
Gulp—
“…….”
“Uhm, indeed…”
The atmosphere of those following him, standing in line behind him, was also unusual.
Every time they took a step, they could feel a faint, bloody smell along with an inexplicable chill.
‘I see. They are.’
Princess Riley, who was at the center of the crowd, looked at them and quietly brightened her eyes.
Yes, they are the ones responsible for the new change.
Because they were ambassadors from the Kingdom of Thalia and vampires from the vampire clan alliance hybrid.
Those who had been hiding in the dark were finally revealing themselves in the heart of the main church, a symbol of light.