My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness

#238

Republic of Zephia (1)

Shurihatgen, the elder dragon of the Gold clan, suddenly visited.

He left Tarach, taking Horus with him, and moved to another place.

To the small island located in the northwest of the Ion continent, the nest where I have been hiding.

“It’s a place that was prepared with great care. “No matter how immortal he is, he will never be able to find this place without accurate information.”

“Oh oh-!”

Even though his life was not long, he wanted to do his best to continue his education while there was still time left.

Although he was dying in real time as a result of waking up from the hibernation that had forced his lifespan to extend, he decided that it would be better for him to become food for the next generation than to live meaninglessly day after day.

‘They said he suffered a fatal wound in a war 300 years ago and has barely survived until now.’

Only because of the sense of responsibility to ensure that the Gold clan’s legacy continues.

A successor named Horus suddenly appeared in front of him who had endured so hard.

Horus glanced at him guiding Lair and then looked away with a subtle feeling.

As someone who was just a lucky stranger, I couldn’t even guess how he was feeling towards me.

“I don’t have much time left, so I’ll do my best to teach during that time. “This isn’t the typical hatchling training method, but I can’t help it now.”

He said it as if he was sorry, but in reality, that was exactly what Horus wanted.

On the contrary, it would have been more frustrating if you were a dragon and had to waste time lounging around.

“The ‘Golden Treasury’ will be transferred to you upon my death. In fact, even if it is a legacy, there is not much left because most of the useful things were mobilized for war. Still, those alone would be at the rare level of a decent old dragon.”

Of course, the harsh criticism was only limited to mystical items such as relics and magic tools, and general wealth with high cash value was literally piled up like a mountain.

“…You can use verbs for a moment? “It’s a hatchling?”

“Yes, shall I show you?”

And immediately after having a conversation about it before starting full-scale education.

For the first time, Horus could see Schrihartgen, who had always appeared calm, looking truly embarrassed.

“…It’s true. Huh. There are many cases where even those who have reached Juvenile cannot handle verbs properly, and only hatchlings… Ah, Dracalion.”

If hatchlings were infancy, Juvenile was adolescence.

Adult Dragon—The stage just before becoming Jackie Chan.

To put it simply, what Horus did just now was the equivalent of a preschooler solving a college entrance exam problem.

“I thought I had no choice but to give the basics of verbs and expect them to complete them later on their own, but I think this will save a lot of time.”

Schrihartgen, who soon accepted the situation, nodded slowly with a faint smile.

The term itself is no different from the power of a dragon, so it is possible that you could have learned it naturally as you got older, but there is a high possibility that a more efficient way to use it was not properly passed down.

First of all, I was thinking of leaving the arrangement through magic tools, including grimoires, but the level of dragon magic was too high for it to be completely passed down through such means.

‘So, before I die, I thought I’d ask a survivor from another clan for a favor. It turned out well.’

Of course, I know that in a situation where the entire race is in crisis, there is no way the person who asked the request would refuse, but wouldn’t there still be pride in the clan?

If there was no other way, I didn’t want to say sorry to other clans if I could solve it on my own.

In fact, not only before the appearance of the Immortal King a thousand years ago, but even before the situation worsened with the war three hundred years ago, the relationship between the clans was quite bad.

So from his perspective, who has lived a life without forgetfulness for thousands of years, the current situation is bound to be very satisfactory.

“good night. That’s great. “Then let’s get started right away.”

“yep!”

On a small, nameless island hidden in the northwest of the Aeon Continent.

The camp life of Horus, the little hatchling, and Shurihatgen, the old dragon who is burning the last of his life, has begun.

***

A place located in Suwon, South Korea.

In an enclosed space where not a single light shines, a woman with long black hair was quietly drinking a teacup alone with her eyes closed.

Tea time in the dark, filled with silence where nothing seems to be able to disturb you.

But that silence suddenly became tense as her body became stiff—.

Clink—

suddenly, the teacup slipped from his hand and shattered into pieces.

However, even though the red tea that spread out with a loud popping sound and soaked the floor, she did not move even a little and remained frozen in the same position as before.

Knock knock—

“Arya? Are you okay? “Please excuse me for a moment.”

At that time, with an urgent knock, a woman carefully opened the door and entered.

She hurriedly looked around and when she found the person still sitting quietly in front of the tea table, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly approached there.

“Aria? Are you okay?”

“…ah! “I was thinking about something else and my hand slipped for a moment.”

“I will clean up the teacup in a moment. “Wait a minute…”

“No, I’ll clean this up later. “Can you please leave first?”

“…All right. If anything happens, please call me anytime. “I will come running right away.”

The person who entered the room to the stubborn spirit of congratulations did not protest any further, but bowed politely and quietly walked out again.

A woman with her eyes closed is left alone in the room again.

Vampire Aria, the leader of the moderate faction of the clan that is considered one of the first forces to dominate the night streets of Korea, was lost in thought as she wiped the bloody tears from her eyes with a handkerchief she had taken from her bosom.

‘I thought it was quiet now. Is this still not enough?’

With the hardliners ousted and Heinz’s Heterosis taking their place, I thought maybe things would be okay now.

Just now, a crisis was detected again with her unique skill, “Page of Destiny.”

The foresight-type skill “Image of Destiny” only showed a fragment of the flow that occurred around her and her surroundings, but it was like a lifeline that helped her always make the right choice even in difficult situations.

It was thanks to him that I accepted becoming a vampire, that I was able to safely return from another world and become the top executive of the clan, that I became the leader of the moderate faction and stood up to the hardliners, and that I cooperated with Heinz to absorb the clan’s power. It was a choice.

‘Heinz…’

A man who had no choice but to take on all the burden because he could not do it on his own.

As Heterosis, the new bloodline he created on Earth, succeeded in virtually swallowing up the bloodline, his claim to being the ‘head of the moderate faction’ had become meaningless.

Still, thanks to the consideration of Jin So-ran, the second-in-command of Heterosis, he formed a crew with his followers and was leisurely spending his days as usual….

‘I think it would be a good idea to warn So-ran first.’ As soon as she

sighed and

got up from her seat, the remains of the teacup and black tea that had been littering the floor crumbled and disappeared.

This happened on the fourth day since Hahoetal, who had been wandering around Japan, suddenly disappeared.

***

The Republic of Zephia rules the eastern part of the Aeon Continent.

When the day gets dark.

Heinz II, the owner of both Earth’s Heterosis and Outerica’s hybrid, entered the interior of an old, shabby house on the outskirts of the capital.

However, even though he confidently crossed the street, opened the front door, and entered inside, no one, not even residents passing by nearby or even those inside the building, noticed his presence.

Until he closes the door he opened and reveals himself again.

“…You’re late.”

When he lifted the “denial of existence” and appeared, a cold female voice rang out softly from inside the building, as if she had been waiting for that moment.

“It came exactly at the time promised. “As you know, I am quite busy.”

“under! That’s right. Not only has he swallowed up a country, but he is also diligently reaching out to other places. How awesome is it?”

A middle-aged woman approaches with sharp words and the clicking sound of her shoes.

Kayla McClair, Vice President of the Zephyr Republic, who had become extremely sensitive, frowned and looked up at the tall man.

“That is also a misunderstanding. I have no interest in the Zephyr Republic. “All I want is to subjugate Obaipo.”

Heinz, with a sneer, looked down at her with a vague gaze and muttered lowly.

Kayla met his gaze curiously for a moment, but before long, the corners of her eyes trembled and she bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

‘Honestly, if I could eat it, I would devour it all by myself.’

However, the situation here was different from the Kingdom of Thalia, which was at the bottom of the continent in terms of size and national power, and only had to be under the control of the ruling class.

The Zephyr Republic was a power that could rival the Azerion Empire to the west, and since it was based on a republic in name and name, the lukewarm methods it had used before were out of the question.

‘Of course, Obaipo is showing some effect now, but that won’t last long.’

It is nothing more than a temporary problem that arose at the right time to take advantage of the current chaotic situation on the continent.

As expected of those who have been preparing for decades, they are proceeding with great thoroughness, but now those who have realized the abnormality of the higher-ups must have begun to make moves one by one.

‘Probably once something starts to happen, it will continue to spread uncontrollably.’

In the process of resolving the problem, it is inevitable that there will be a temporary vacuum of governance, but if that had been normal, it could have been resolved somehow.

However, the entire continent is now in a state of war and a national emergency.

It was also a situation where there was still a dark side aiming to overthrow the world.

If this continues, the invasion of giants and monsters will be concentrated in the eastern part of the country due to the actions of revolutionaries who took advantage of the republic’s internal troubles, and the entire country will be shaken as a result.

Moreover, if they start installing obi guns again in that situation…

‘Actually, that would be the situation they ultimately want.’

Rather than ruling over the intact ‘Zephia Republic’, it is about ruling over refugees from a country whose system has fallen into anarchy and collapsed.

Even though it was too big to swallow whole, it was no different from chopping it up and swallowing it.

‘…I can’t let that happen.’

I did not want to take over a country that was in such tatters.

It’s a hassle to even take care of Thalia’s kingdom right now, but wouldn’t it be obvious that I’d only end up with a headache?

Also, if I wasn’t going to eat it anyway, I wasn’t going to let someone else eat it.

Especially if that’s what that revolutionary guy wants.

“But seeing as he’s still alive, it seems like there wasn’t any problem.”

“…there were a lot of problems afterwards. In fact, it’s amazing that I’m even alive right now. “I didn’t know that even Commander-in-Chief O’Connell was attacked.”

A warrior who reached transcendence and protected the border with the empire, and a great man who was called the guardian deity of Zephia.

Following the tragic news she learned while trying to somehow contact him, not long after that, a full-fledged male and female began to reach out to her as well.

“If I were alone, I would definitely have died. I survived purely thanks to the escort given by Hybrid. “I have to say thank you again.”

As soon

as she finished speaking, a small shadow came in from outside the building and bowed down in front of Heinz.

“Are you here, High Lord? “I’m late because I had to clean up the mess around me!”

A boy with white hair and red eyes.

It was Obor Brokoslak, a true-blooded vampire who had been assigned as an escort to Vice President Kayla.

“So what’s the progress?”

“All work was completed smoothly. “The deployment of blood gates at each key point has been completed, and all mobilized combatants are fully prepared.”

This was followed by a report on this incident.

Current situation, enemy movements, and future plans.

‘…what?’

However, Kayla, who was there in the meantime, frowned at the sudden sense of discomfort she felt.

…The conversation itself between the warlords was not a big problem.

It seemed like something else was causing it, but it was just a subtle irritant and I couldn’t figure out exactly what was causing it.

‘It’s just my mood…’

Feeling so uncomfortable, she instinctively turned her head to the surroundings—.

My eyes met something blurry hiding in the dark and I froze on the spot.

Inside the shabby house she entered to avoid being chased.

As night approached, black figures were standing silently throughout the darkness that had spread throughout the building.

‘Suddenly?!’

Even that number was not just one or two.

So much so that I don’t understand why I didn’t notice it until now.

Not only that, even at this very moment when the war god was talking, the figures in the darkness continued to increase one by one every time I looked away for a moment.

Walls, windows, staircase railings…even the ceiling.

And when the shadows that had increased like that had already passed the dozens and were approaching a hundred.

“good night.”

Her eyes turned to Heinz again as she heard a voice with a strange power that forcibly grabbed the attention of those around her.

“Then, the preparations are finally over…”

A sharp smile, like a young cut, on his usual cold face.

“To unify all the vampires in this world—.”

Ssssseusssssssssssssssssssss

!

The sound of countless pieces of cloth fluttering at once resonates.

At the same time, a hundred shadows fell down in unison and paid homage to their great monarch.

“—Let the war begin.”

The war between vampires has begun.