A tall man walked through the streets of an unknown city, he had no direction or destination, he just didn't want to stay indoors all day.
That was Nartor.
Nartor for some unknown reason was irritating with his father who didn't care much about his son who wasn't even 1 month old. Alexander had given Nartor a card to do his own shopping, but that made him even more irritated with his father.
Nartor didn't want to admit that he was smarter and had full mental and cognitive development, all that "Dad here, Dad there" talk was a meaningless attachment on the part of Nartor.
"He doesn't care about me..."
The man leaned against a wall and the others who saw the man's depressed face couldn't imagine that he was having family problems with a 15 year old boy who was his father, but they thought that he was having problems with his wife or girlfriend.
"Daddy! carry me!" A child asked his father to carry him on his shoulders.
"Of course, daddy will take you."
"Yay!"
"!"
Nartor saw that scene and stood still with pedestrians walking in all directions. His sad eyes were the only thing that made those watching Nartor's disgrace again imagine that he had separated from his wife and couldn't see his son.
What had these people ingested to have such a creative imagination?
A hologram of his smartwatch showing the photograph of 6 people, Alexander, Emi, Nartor and three other people who accompanied Emi, Nui, Camilla and Nathan.
Some people who had been snooping around Nartor were now sure that he had divorced his wife. The four children and the beautiful wife could only be his family.
Nartor decided to return home, but a house of ill fame caught his attention.
He entered without remorse.
Those who watched were incredulous and outraged by the action of the man who was now just a dog in heat.
"He doesn't deserve the family he has..."
"Incredulous!"
"Men never change..."
The beautiful women who moved their sensual bodies did not catch Nartor's attention, but a pleasant aroma that had mesmerized Nartor's sense of smell.
"The strongest drink you have."
The bartender looked at the man who was new to the establishment.
"I've never seen you here, are you visiting Kwoti?
"Yes... …"
The bartender prepared a drink that contained alcohol produced by the dwarves, the most expensive in the establishment.
"Do you have alcohol resistance?"
"Of course! I have very high resistance-"
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The bartender looked at the inebriated visitor who drank as if it were crystal clear water.
"Frag! Another one! Take him to the guest room." The bartender approached Frag's ear and said, "Put him in the most expensive suite..."
"Okay!" Frag agreed to comply with his boss's heinous plan, it was a common practice in Kwoti, making tourists pay absurd amounts.
***
Waking up abruptly, Nartor didn't remember what had happened after the fifty-fifth glass. A terrible headache prevented Nartor from thinking, but he cured himself of that effect by having a large amount of mana in his body.
Getting up with difficulty from the bed, Nartor was only in his underwear and his clothes were missing.
"Ah? Where are the clothes my Dad bought!"
Nartor searched but was unsuccessful and the door opened and a robot appeared.
"Sir, your clothes were dirty from… We washed them and it will take a while to dry. So we took another set of clothes that have the same size as you."
"I understand, but who took my clothes off when I was sleeping?…"
"I, sir."
Nartor looked at the robot that didn't express any emotion. Nartor donned the clothes the robot had given him, and was about to leave when the robot interrupted his exit.
"Please sir, pay the bill before you go."
"Oh sorry."
"Drinks and accommodation... 4 million tel."
"???"
"Here…"
Nartor paid with the black card and walked away feeling he was ripped off and ashamed of being stripped naked by a robot. After leaving the country of Kwoti, Nartor was looking like a 7 year old boy in front of Alexander's apartment door.
"Dad! Let's go for a walk!"
Opening the door he couldn't see anyone in the house. The apartment his father was living in was under renovation and Alexander's belongings were not there. Nartor asked some of the first who lived in that condominium to know his father's whereabouts.
"Alexander? Don't you know? He's Hekie Jo Hrove's nephew and he took him away. We couldn't do anything to stop him from taking our cook. Who are you? Are you lost boy?- Hey! wait boy!"
He went running looking for his father that it was difficult to locate Alexander by the smell or the blood connection they had, as if something prevented him from knowing the exact location of Alexander.
The black dragon just went to the duchy of Hrove to rescue the orphan from the evil swordsman.
***
A boy was pushed to the ground by the guard who was preventing him from entering the main Hrove mansion.
"Hey! I want to see my Dad! Get out of the way!"
"Go away little boy or I'll hit you! Wait until your father's shift is over to see him!"
"Whaaa! I want to see my Dad!"
The boy started to cry and the guard panicked and tried to calm the boy down, but still to no avail.
"Take that child away!"
Another guard who was irritating with the boy's noise grabbed his arm tightly and tried to drag him against his will, however, he didn't anticipate that the boy would easily break his arm and the guard fell to the ground in pain.
"Aaaaaaahrg! My! MY ARM! KILL THAT SON OF A WHORE!"
The guard rolled on the ground and another guard who tried unsuccessfully to attack the child was knocked out by the black mana that was emanating from the boy.
Someone was watching the guards and the boy from the start. He noticed that the boy had a resemblance to Alexander and he didn't understand that resemblance.
Watching from afar, Hekie thought it was a prank by some children of his duchy, however, no one had ever dared to do such an act. Hekie was more confused to know that this boy had a bit of similar genetic traits with him, the other rest was something that resembled someone annoying.
It was different with Alexander that Hekie couldn't know or be able to analyze his nephew's body. He couldn't have known if Alexander had the same blood as him if not for the DNA test.
Waiting for the boy at the entrance to the mansion's door, Hekie said, "Who are you?" he asked holding the hilt of his sword still in its scabbard. He was just trying to frighten the boy, however, the boy perceived this as retaliation.
"Who… are you? You say…" he asked with his gray eyes that now had a reddish tinge. He had stopped crying and was looking at Hekie with contempt and anger.
Hekie quickly noticed this look of contempt from the boy. He didn't mind traumatizing a silly kid. Hekie said in his gravelly voice, "I am Hekie Jo Hrove the Duke of the Dukedom of Hrove. Now you introduce yourself."
"I am Nartor Hoxan Adrilia, son of Alexander Adrilia."
The two stared at each other for 1 minute and 3 seconds and Hekie said, "What?"
"I am Alexander Adrilia's son and I came to get him from you-"
-Hit!
The boy glared with murderous intent at whoever was behind him and the person who hit his head, would die immediately. The authority of death and life was off, but Nartor's murderous intent was enough to kill or frighten anyone.
However, the one that Nartor's eyes stared into was his father's gray eyes in a white hospital gown. Nartor was happy to see his father again and now he could be carried by Alexander. Before his adult form wouldn't allow it, but now it was different.
"Da-. !!!!"
He pulled away from Alexander.
He tried to run as fast as possible, as those eyes were familiar to Nartor. It was the same eyes as the creator when he imprisoned Nartor in the past. He tried, but Alexander held his arm and his 10 billion Nartor's strength were useless at that moment, his father's strength was something much more absurd than Nartor imagined.
Just like every dragon, Nartor was no different. He always thought he was stronger than his father and other dragons. It was that he felt in the depths of his being that there was no one who could rival him. Nartor was scared again, he just closed his eyes and waited for his end.
Alexander lowered Nartor's head and said, "I apologize for my son's misbehavior, he is still young and I hope you understand. I will raise him properly so this doesn't happen again."
Nartor didn't understand and looked at his father and saw those scary eyes again. Nartor wanted to cry for making his father angry. He promised himself that he would never again do anything that angered his father. He didn't want his father to look at him with those eyes again.
Hekie and the guards were speechless.
Alexander's son?
"Can you explain that to me nephew. Where did this boy come from..."
Hekie and the guards were embarrassed to learn that a 15 year old boy had a child and they who were men from 32 to 50 years old did not have a girlfriend.
The envy they felt was deadly.
Alexander said he found Nartor on the street like an abandoned cat. Nartor no longer wanted to be separated from Alexander and he adopted Nartor. Alexander said that Nartor reminded him when he lived on the streets and wanted to give Nartor a future, it was moving a 15-year-old boy thought of that way, an example to be followed.
Alexander didn't say that Nartor was a dragon or a familiar. Dragons were creatures that didn't live with other species and it would be very troublesome for Hekie to find that out.
Hekie didn't believe his nephew's lie. He knew that Nartor was Alexander's blood son, but why didn't Alexander want to speak the truth? Hekie would wait until his nephew spoke the truth. Alexander had his reasons for not wanting to tell the truth.
Alexander looked at Nartor sleeping in his lap. He crying too much after Alexander didn't look at him with those scary eyes.
"He likes you a lot... … His name is Nartor? It's a beautiful name, does it have any meaning?"
"Monarch." Alexander smiled at seeing this form of 7 year old Nartor, now he could tell that it was his son, but it was still strange that the ages didn't make sense.
"Monarch?"
"Yeah, it means monarch in a forgotten language."
"How did you wake up so fast? The doctor said you were going to be in a coma for another week... sorry for knocking you out and bringing you here without your permission... I got a little impulsive when I found out you're alive. "
"No need to apologize uncle. I have very good regeneration!"
"!" Hekie's eyes sparkled and he had a smile on his face that his nephew accepted him as his uncle. Hekie was happy, it was a feeling he had long forgotten and it was strange to feel it again after a long time.
"I'm going to put Narcchi to sleep now. Good night Uncle."
Alexander left carrying Nartor in his arms as he wanted. Hekie was left alone in that office. A dark and depressing environment, but Hekie was happy, not caring about the office decor.
***
Nartor opened his eyes and saw that he was in a luxurious room with strange objects as decoration. The color of the room was navy blue and gold.
His father was nowhere to be seen.
"..."
Not knowing where his father was irritated Nartor who got up from the bed and he noticed that his boyish appearance was gone.
"Keeping that shape when I'm sleeping is hard..."
-Open.
A maid who was selected to be responsible for cleaning Alexander's room came in with white clothes and sheets.
"Oh!" The maid dropped all the sheets on the floor and tried to pick them up quickly, but fumbled even more. She looked at the shirtless man and his massive muscles were a sin.
"Have you seen my father?"
The maid couldn't say a word and was red as a tomato and looked away from the man.
"Who would your father be?"
The maid did not know who the man was and perhaps he is one of her Master's guests.
"Alexander."
Nartor put on his shirt and waited for the maid's answer.
"Alexander? Young master Alexander has left for the Academy. He said you are to stay here and wait for him. Here will be your new home."
The maid quickly understood who Nartor was, but she still had a doubt.
"I understand."
"If I may ask young master... Weren't you a 7 year old?"
Nartor looked at the maid who was still red.
"That's just transformation training my father taught me." Nartor returned to his 7 year old form which left the maid surprised and relieved.
"It's a little late, but I can make you breakfast young master."
"Late? What time is it?"
"03:00 pm."
"!?"
Nartor followed the maid, he felt embarrassed for waking up at 03:00 pm. A dragon has a sleep time of 15 to 20 hours. In human form, only 11 hours of sleep were required.
Nartor slept at 08:00 pm and woke up at 07:00 am, which his father programmed. However, Nartor didn't sleep at that time, he still wasn't used to it.
Nartor always asked his father to tell him a bedtime story, but Alexander read the story like a robot that bothers Nartor.
Over time Alexander got better. On the second day Alexander masterfully told stories that made it even more impossible for Nartor to sleep, as Nartor was curious to know the end of the story.
Sitting on the chair, the dining table was large with 20 seats that one day had its 20 seats filled, but only one seat was occupied in those years.
The maid placed Nartor's meal on the table. He looked at the maid and said, "I don't eat salad..."
The maid who looked at the young master said, "Young master, your father has given me permission to have your meal, and he has given me the list of foods you must eat. He expects you to eat everything without complaining or I will report to he…"
Nartor was incredulous with the maid's eyes of superiority. He thought for a while.
Returning to his 30 year old form, Nartor smiled at the maid trying to win her heart and bribe the maid, but Nartor's blackmail failed.
"Give it up, I'm married..."
Nartor failed to win the maid's heart successfully!
"Nartor, are you awake?"
Hekie appeared dressed in formal clothes, he had just returned from a meeting with government officials.
"Do you want something to eat, master?"
"No. I want to talk to Nartor, could leave us alone."
The maid came out and the two looked at each other.
"You have the same blood as Alexander." Hekie had a hand on his chin thinking deeply about it.
"Of course, we're father and son!" Nartor said with pride in being Alexander's son.
"Seriously, but why did Alexander say you're a stray cat?"
Nartor stopped eating and wouldn't be angered by Hekie's words.
"I'm just a kid, I don't understand these matters..."
Nartor just remained silent so as not to reveal his father's lies that held on to frayed strings.
"Says the man who must be the same age as me…" Hekie smiled as if he was playing with a new animal.
Nartor looked at his hand which was that of a 30 year old man, he was anxious and went out into the garden.
"..."
Hekie didn't chase after Nartor to find out why he had this appearance. Hekie could only speculate about Nartor and Alexander.
***
"Could you stop chasing me?"
"!!!"
The knight backed away, startled by me appearing behind him.
"Young master Alexander! Don't scare me! I could have died!"
"But didn't die."
"That…" Is he angry that I'm telling the truth or protecting a spoiled kid? It is not known.
He was still chasing me as he was ordered by Hekie to protect me at all times. I picked up a piece of rusty iron and pointed it at the man who didn't understand my abrupt action.
"Stop following me."
"Knight, Duel with me!"
The knight didn't expect me to make such a request, but these Recta knights have an etiquette of never turning down a request for a duel. This happened to that guy with that student at the Red Wings Academy. As Jin was brought up with the etiquette of the Alyoffez knights, he did not refuse Gadian's request.
Needless to say, he lost to Gadian. I made Jin act weak, but if he wanted to he could have killed Gadian and his sister easily. Gadian and Elshleu, the two are known as the two twins of hell because they both use fire-type elemental manipulation.
There is no concept of heaven in Recta, but hell exists…
This is interesting.
"I Ggles Adelaro accept your request."
I can make a mistake hitting someone weaker than me, even if I can't use chaos power, magic or Cenz, I'm good at swordsmanship, because that's my first form that I've had in existence.
I couldn't forget something basic that makes me up.
"Oh!"
"Is there a problem young master?"
No, no no no no no no! NO!
Memories of fencing practices are all mixed up with ballet and breakdancing lessons. I don't have the courage to make any moves, I might do something weird and embarrassing.
"That losing does the other's will. Do you accept the condition?"
"No! One second! I have to go take a shit!"
Ggles and I were staring at each other, I want to reincarnate, but someone interrupted us. A child who was being chased by three men.
Ggles quickly took down two men and the other grabbed the child and placed a piece of glass around her neck.
"Don't come closer or she dies!"
Ggles didn't move and just stood waiting for the right moment to attack. I said, "Then kill her."
"Young master-"
Ggles didn't expect those words from me, I was now a villainous young master of a rubbish novel.
"Don't interrupt Ggles. Kill her..."
"YOU WILL REGRET IT!"
The ugly fat man began to pierce the child's neck and blood began to flow everywhere.
"Hahahhaha! yoo saad aa deet haee de duute!"
I watched the fat man who pierced his own throat and fell to the floor laughing thinking he was killing the child.
"Are you well?"
I looked at the child and she was confused for appearing beside me and Ggles was more confused than the child.
"Young master, what have you done?"
"M-magic..." I gave the famous magic excuse. But I couldn't use any kind of magic.
My chaos power was inactive and my three circles of mana were on the outside of my body floating around me. Who was doing this whole scene was the 0 brother who was watching from the top of the buildings. He's the one who was willingly waiting until my neck healed.
The 0 brother was the first to be created along with the 1 sister. His personality and like the reincarnation that made him, he is very dangerous. I said I don't need protection but he just smiled and didn't say anything.
"What happened for them to chase you?"
"My, my!"
"Ggles help this girl, I'll come over there."
"Eh? Young master? Where are you!?"
I ran away from Ggles and went to find the Jin clone who wanted to talk to me.
***
Someone punched my face and it was Jin's clone who was furious with me.
"She took Jin somewhere else. You're to blame for starting to split like rabbits!."
Why am I guilty? The 0 brother didn't do anything, it was me fighting with myself. Perhaps he is confused.
"…"
"You know Night Pigeon's soul was destroyed and now some reincarnation is under control of that body. You know those freaks are trash like you! Send a squad to kill that thing or do you want to see it destroyed Recta?"
"We can't do anything, and what can a reincarnation do to me? You're being paranoid... And a reincarnation doesn't last long possessing my body."
"Paranoid? What if she transfers to another body?"
Jin's clone took a sword, I didn't know what he was going to do.
"Another body? As if there was anyone who could withstand my reincarnation. What are you going to do dressed like that?"
I laughed at my Jin-looking clone.
"What about Jin's body? She has it right now. Isn't he a great vessel for you and a reincarnation? Anyway, I'm in Jin's place, have you forgotten? I have to go visit your organization of assassins that he did ."
"What! Don't say that anymore."
"Are you annoyed that I mention that Jin is your perfect vessel? Don't deny it, that's exactly it-"
"I told you to stop that shit!"
Without realizing it, I hit the table that broke into crumbs like sand. Organization of assassins? I don't remember writing... My memories are still a mess... She made a terrible mess of my mind.
Jin's clone was incredulous at my fury, he didn't seem to understand.
"You. Are you getting mad?"
"No, it's just a reflex."
"Be careful, the original bounces back faster when you get irritated. Did you forget that too?"
"But by chance Alexander, are you liking him?"
I like him… Jin? The guinea pig? That promiscuous lecherous protagonist? That guy who was always in heat? The guy who wanted to copulate at White Academy? The cactus in love?
Hahaha…
"NEVER! Absolutely not!"
I left that place and was heading to the Hrove duchy still pissed off at the Jin clone who asked weird questions.
I like Jin. Hah, that's not funny. What is it about that guy that I like? He's impulsive, weird, crazy, handsome, sloppy, affectionate... and depraved!
Oi, oh, no, is this serious? What am I weighing? This is dangerous! What a strange feeling this is. It must be the effect of having the memories scrambled.
"Agr!"
I followed the path until I reached a connected portal that took me to the Hrove duchy.
"For the Hrove duchy."
The person responsible for controlling the connected portal has prepared the teleport. He and another connected portal employee were discussing something about the disappearance of hunters in the F-rank fissures that disappeared for more than 5 days.
"?"
I had completely forgotten about it!
"Boy! Aren't you going to use the connected portal?"
"Sorry! I'm going to the bathroom to shit-"
I ran quickly without listening to the connected portal employee. I was waiting in a dark alley for someone who was 1 hour late.
"Sorry for the delay, there was an attempted murder on me."
I looked at the girl with white hair and gray eyes. Abeth von Brem's clone, even though he's a clone of her, his personality is different.
"What do you want?"
"Oh…"
Let's stay calm, I don't want to beat someone up for being rude to me. If it goes that way, everyone in Recta will get beaten up.
"The hunters who disappeared into the fissures, I have to bring them all. I had completely forgotten. I need you to bring them back with your chaos power."
Abeth's clone looked at me a little confused, she said, "You can't do this? I remember you're better than me and this shouldn't be training, but if it's training, I might end up killing some hunters."
"I currently cannot use any kind of power at the moment."
I told Abeth's clone everything about my fight against the main system and my head being cut off left me unable to use any kind of power.
"I see. But now how are we going to bring them all? It's too difficult to bring them one by one. Isn't it better to restore the fissures? The ones that are alive can just go back to Recta."
"No, you have to bring them all. Just try your best."
I tried to cheer up the Abeth clone who had a listless expression on his face.
"Are you okay with being the sacrifice to bring out all the hunters?"
I agreed with the words of the Abeth clone who released the power of chaos over my body that started to be completely destroyed down to my soul.
I would be payment for the power of chaos to bring back all the hunters who disappeared into the fissures. After being destroyed without a trace left, I reappeared and the cycle of Abeth destroying me repeated over and over again.
"Huff… Huff…"
Abeth was panting lying on the floor from using the chaos power too many times in a row. As she was just a clone, her body had a limit on using chaos power.
"Thanks. I'm leaving now."
I had completely organized memories and the head and neck were connected perfectly, but only the soul refused to heal.
I left Abeth's clone in that dark alley without looking back. Arriving at the Hrove duchy on foot, I saw two figures in the distance with frightening auras.
Nartor and Hekie.
Why are they angry? Why is Nartor awake? It's 11:11 PM!
"Hello?" I passed by not minding their sour expressions.
Kukuku, no one can stop me!
"…"
"Sigh…"
"I'm going to go take a shower."
I could feel the gazes of both of them stabbing me in the back. Finishing showering, I went downstairs to find the two individuals who were waiting for me to have a chat.
"Where were you?" Who said it first was Hekie.
"Strolling."
Was I being interrogated?
"Wasn't it in suspicious places?" Nartor said.
I wanted to laugh at the two men who wanted to treat me like a child.
"Suspicious places?"
I didn't understand what they were trying to imply. I was saving lives! Abeth's clone who did this.
"I'm not a flower to be protected. And I sent that stalker away who was stalking me."
"Alexander, did you send Ggles back?"
"Yes, isn't he the captain of your guards?"
"As?" Hekie didn't understand.
He didn't think that I could fool Ggles, who is a fifth-tier swordsman.
It's an amazing thing to be a fifth-tier swordsman, but comparing with me is impossible. I'm not bragging but no one knows I'm strong and I can get in trouble for it.
"Stop doing that, he was just following my orders to protect you."
"From who?"
"From the government. They want to get you back for some reason."
"But what makes them have reason to get me back? I don't owe them anything..."
Is the gift of immortality so accurate?
"13 billion tel."
"What?"
"This is the amount you owe the government..."
I was paralyzed. Wasn't it 5 million tel? 13 billion tel? Where did all that money come from? In all my past lives I never owed anyone so much money!
What is happening?
Nartor who heard that amount of money was thinking what that robot said before, but he couldn't remember. Every moment the doubt increased a little.
Did I spend that 13 billion? I don't remember the amount of money I spent at that place! Nartor was again freaking out about causing yet another problem, but he was just kidding himself.