My Alter Ego's Path to Greatness

Chapter 423

My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness Chapter 423

Masquerade (1)

The corner of Hesperon’s eyes twitched as he was watching the situation in real time through the senses connected to Ken.

‘Masquerade?’

A group of uninvited guests broke into the Burning Torch meeting.

It was because of a very familiar name that suddenly came out of their mouths.

“That’s definitely...”

He... To be exact, it was a name that Heinz had only mentioned once.

A fictitious organization name that was uttered without much thought immediately after encountering the Doctor, the highest ranking member of the Buncheon Society in Europe, before dealing with him.

It was a name I came up with just for fun, so I’ve never said it out loud since.

‘But what they mean is that they know that...’

It was said that the Doctor, who had been killed on the spot, was revived without dying completely and succeeded in conveying relevant information to the Buncheonhoe.

...Of course, I was expecting that that might be the case.

‘After that, nothing really changes from now on. Because what was supposed to be a hypothesis turned out to be true. What’s more important now are those guys.’

His attention, which had been diverted for a moment, was focused again on the uninvited guests.

‘Mimic’, who took on the appearance of the President, as well as the six figures who joined him.

They were all exuding a powerful aura, as if proving that it was a trap deliberately prepared to target them.

‘I guess you’ve really made up your mind? Ken isn’t that bad either, but there’s no one worse than him. Plus, that guy over there seems to be the devil that we’ve only heard about...’

Hesperon noticed the man standing quietly at the very back of them with his hood pulled down and not saying a word, but he gave off a presence that overwhelms the rest. I frowned unconsciously.

A being that even Ken’s fully grown senses cannot properly estimate.

There was no need to say what that meant.

‘...This won’t be easy.’

Even while Hesperon was distracted for a moment, their conversation continued.

***

“Huh? Are you acting like a fool? I already know everything! “There are those guys behind you!”

“No, that’s not it. It’s the first time I’ve heard this... um, is that so? “Is it a name like that?”

“...under?”

A man with fair hair shouts with a scowl as if he is scolding, and Ken nods his head as if he understands what he says.

As he muttered that the name of the organization was more plausible than expected, a look of bewilderment spread across the faces of the members of Beoncheonhoe who were present, as if they finally realized that it was not a lie.

This was all the more inevitable because at their level, it was not difficult to grasp the truth hidden in words.

“What do you mean, he didn’t even know the name of the organization he was a member of...”

The head of the Southeast Asia branch of Beoncheonhoe trailed off as if something wasn’t right.

If that is true, it is not even at a level that can be simply dismissed as terminal.

Outsourcing? service? part time job?

No matter what you call it, there is no change in the fact that it falls far short of their original goal.

Of course, it was not surprising that there was resentment in his voice as he had to work so hard to do this, sacrificing his already insufficient hair roots.

But...

in fact, there were other people here who really needed to vent their anger.

“—Masquerade and Nabal, I guess it’s good.”

Suddenly, a growling female voice came out from the center of the Burning Torch executives who had retreated and gathered together.

A word filled with deep emotion, as if chewing up and spitting out anger that had been bottled up.

“The Fuhrer is asking what happened to Frey—!”

With a shout from within, a fierce force surged from where they were gathered, as if it was about to explode.

‘Mimic’, who was looking at Ken with his arms crossed, turned his head to face the Fuhrer towards them.

“ha.”

Then a short sigh escaped.

Over there, the boiling anger was taking shape and burning hotly, but the middle-aged man’s expression did not contain the slightest trace of emotion.

It’s like a lion looking down at a puppy barking right in front of it.

“Do you have to say it to know it? “This is truly stupid.”

“What...? You...!”

“I have only one thing to say about him.”

Right after those words were finished.

After his identity was revealed, his face, which had always remained expressionless, changed.

All the muscles on his face twitched as if in a convulsion, and a bizarre, even eerie smile appeared.

And from Mimic’s mouth, which was wearing a distorted smile, a voice with a strange, humorous heat flowed out.

“-I really enjoyed the meal.”

“...!”

A word I uttered while stroking my stomach with one hand.

-Don’t just admire! If this continues, I’m going to die! really! Do you think they’ll just leave me alone?

-Of course I won’t leave you alone. Wouldn’t we squeeze our souls, extract information to the limit, and then disassemble it from head to toe, removing all the scraps that can be recycled?

-If you know that, please!

These are the people who arbitrarily control even the spaces created by other people’s abilities.

Even that side has demons, so most tricks won’t work.

Hesperon knew this and could no longer afford to be silent.

-I can’t help it. Then, just be patient.

-...what? What? What are you trying to do that is so ominous... kek!

Ken’s body began to wriggle. Before he knew it, an enormous amount of energy began to flow back through the “Chain of the Pact” that was deeply embedded in his mind.

‘Woof! This...!’

It was a curse that once tried to swallow him whole, and a branch of energy split from this body.

It was rushing towards him with incredible force.

As if he was somehow trying to make up for the lack of being Ken.

With the help of Hesperon’s many skills, he achieved a temporary union of energy and body, and his status began to soar to great heights.

“...Huh? “You’re doing something interesting.”

The energy was clearly rising, so of course others could not help but notice the change.

Among them, the man who was standing quietly at the very back of the group, without saying a word, showed a particularly loud reaction.

“I’ve seen demons from other places a few times... but this is very interesting.”

“...hey?”

“That guy is mine.”

Despite Nagaraja’s cautious calls, Hood’s male executioner paid no heed and continued to say what he had to say.

Nagaraja quietly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth as gently as possible.

“You know, right? That guy is a member of the Masquerade. It may be a bit unreliable to say it, but you know that as long as you are sure that the line is being reached, you need to grasp it as fully as possible and squeeze out everything you know...” “

If you interfere, I will kill you.”

“...Okay, do whatever you want.”

And then I quickly gave up on the blunt answer.

There was nothing he could do when that living nuclear bomb reacted like that.

Probably no one will be able to break that guy’s will unless the leader or the oracle comes forward.

“Then we’ll be clearing out those bastards, so please don’t kill them. We’ll do whatever it takes as long as we have time to breathe.”

“I’ll try.”

The executioner, who spoke in a voice that even had a completely disbelieving smile on his face, trudged forward.

Aiming for a prey that would entertain him who had been spending his boring days ever since he captured the Führer.

Phudduddduk!

The next moment, his appearance changed completely.

It has pitch-black scales growing all over its body, four sharp horns rising from its large body exceeding 3 meters, and a long tail that swings like a whip with sharp tips like a pair of wide-spread spearheads of bat wings.

The Great Devil grinned, revealing his jagged teeth.

[How much fun can you make me?]

After inheriting the devil’s legacy—total record: 9,986 matches, 9,977 wins, 9 losses.

Every time he got the chance, he attacked Beoncheonhoeju and won every fight except for the 9th loss where he was crushed.

The strongest fighter of the Buntian Society—the executioner smiled fiercely and charged at the demon from another dimension who had just raised his head.

***

A secret space full of machines everywhere.

‘First of all, I strengthened Ken as much as possible, but...’

Hesperon, who was sitting in the armchair in the center, looked at his right arm, where the bandage had come off.

Even though all the avatars, led by Dwarf Howard, were working together to create the seal, some more time was still needed to complete the seal.

The power contained within this arm was so great that it would be insufficient to say that it was too much to handle at his level.

‘...Still, it’ll be hard to beat him with that.’

At least it’s a temporary measure.

It was natural that there were limitations as it was just a matter of forcibly inserting reinforcements using various tricks rather than properly overcoming the wall.

Not only is the power not perfect, but the holding time will not be very long either.

“Still, it will buy me some time.”

Hesperon stood up and twisted his arms and legs to relieve his sore body from lying down all day.

‘Okay then.’

Then, he gently closed his eyes and checked the status of his other avatars.

“Let’s send real reinforcements.”

It will be revealed to the world in earnest.

A strong support group that will be the starting point for ‘Masquerade’.

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