The Villain's Story



The raid was successful, as soon as Alan broke through the doors, his army swarmed in like a mass of insects. Insects that were incredibly dangerous and didn't tire. He commanded them with ease and took care of the stronger Minotaur's by himself, It didn't take long.

About a day? The entire labyrinth was subjugated, the inhabitants of the labyrinth city were all dead, their carcasses being transported back to the first floor, where they would be dismantled for anything useful for the guild, and then given to Alan so he could sacrifice and gain a meager amount of points.

Strangely enough, the only artifact he gained was the False Crown, and nothing more, the bodies didn't disappear as well.

'Was the Minotaur king, special?'

He descended to the ruined floor that was his throne room, and then used all the skills at his disposal to find anything that would resemble a core, but alas, there was nothing. He was a bit confused by this.

"Haa..."

He sighed, letting out a cold mist of air, and sat down on the ruined ground.

'No core...so why did his body dissolve?'

He was lamenting at that, although the False Crown did enhance his army to a great degree... He couldn't sacrifice it! Such a shame! It was so good he didn't want to! At least if the body was left, he could finally purchase the Tower in his domain...

The False Crown, also felt weird to wear. He wasn't so sure about it, but he was disgusted when he wore such a thing. He didn't know why, though...as if it was never meant for him. He couldn't describe the feeling properly.

Nevertheless, as long as it didn't hinder him in a fight, he would bear with and strengthen his soldiers.

[Of course, you would feel disgusted by wearing a false crown...]

'What?'

[Nothing.]

'Huh?'

He heard Lanesha's voice in his mind, he was confused as to why she was putting a burden on herself by talking to him like this. She would often use the system to communicate, because it placed a lesser burden on her. He had already forgotten her words out of concern.

'Is Suleras awake?'

He asked, out of curiosity, he remembered the damn dragon had fallen asleep after messing with the Tower, he wondered how a 'Supreme' could fall asleep after dealing with a tower on a planet it could destroy with a mere glance. Pretty weak for a supreme.

Lanesha stayed silent, She didn't bother explaining to him, perhaps because of Alan himself, or something else. Alan turned around and opened a portal.

"Ugh."-

'Curses.'

He flung his wild hair back, it was smooth and silky, but long. He hadn't cut it in a while, and it was reaching his shoulders and below. It wasn't that much of a problem, but when it got in his eyes, he felt troubled.

He finally entered his dorm room, took a shower to wipe the blood away and then...he lay down on his bed, finally able to get some rest. His body wasn't sore, because his Bloodline would heal him. But that didn't mean the same for the mind. The muscular strain may be gone, but that did not mean the mental strain was. As magnificent as his bloodline was, he hadn't even unlocked half of it's true powers. He was tired.

He closed his eyes.

[Supreme Dragon of frost, Lanesha, tells you to keep your eyes open.]

He summoned his spear and looked around his room, vigilantly. He suspected an enemy was inside, one that could get past his senses but not those of a supreme. He took Lanesha's warning seriously and slowly spread his mana into the room.

But then, he realized.

"... I'm in shield...?"

Any being that could get past Sir Oliver's detection wouldn't be able to even enter Earth due to their power... What kind of enemy could there be? He was perhaps the only exception that

could, because of his special attribute.

'No, I shouldn't drop my guard.'

Who knows? There could always be another awakened with a special skill or something, He was confident to take care of someone like that, few on Earth could compete with him now.

But... He trusted Lanesha more than anything. So he was still vigilant.

A chuckle was heard in his mind.

[Supreme Dragon of frost, Lanesha is amused.]

"... You played a prank on me? Really?"

Alan was even more tired now, He felt betrayed, He didn't think Lanesha of all would play a prank on him. Did she not have duties to attend too! Perhaps his guardian dragon was a

freeloader.

[Supreme Dragon of Frost, Lanesha, says she is not. She did not mean for you to take it that way.]

"Then what?!"

Alan, tired, lay on his bed once more, and asked her.

"What do you want?"

He was confused as to why Lanesha suddenly asked him that... He thought it was an intruder before, but apparently not. He wondered what the supreme wanted.

[Supreme Dragon of Frost, Lanesha, has given you a gift.]

He used the system to check what the gift was, and was surprised to see spatial coordinates.

"Spatial coordinates, to where?"

Perhaps her own world? The home world of the frost dragons? But he was very wrong, it wasn't anywhere near the dragons at all. Surprisingly, instead of a request or anything of the

sort.

He received an order.

[Supreme Dragon of Frost, Lanesha, Orders you to teleport to those coordinates, this instant.]

He was perplexed, although the tone of the system was always monotonous, he felt as if Lanesha was lamenting over this. Like it was something she didn't want to do, but resolved herself to do it.

He could feel her solemn, serious will.

A little bit scared of what was to come, he hesitantly used almost ninety percent of his mana reserves to open a portal to that far-away land. The amount of mana consumed just spoke of the distance of this place from Earth. It was hard to keep a portal open as well...

"Uhh..."

Hesitant, he stepped inside, ready for whatever was to come.