Chapter 46 - Room for Two Part 1

When he heard the sudden alarm, there was even a hint of joy in Vorst's eyes.

[--Kaya--: Does Shujin-sama dislike those girls?]

[--Calla--: I sincerely have faith that m'lord will take responsibility for his actions.]

[--Lily--: Unfaithful men are not the best, but the ones who play with pure girls' hearts are definitely the worst.]

[--Calla--: *Nods*]

[--Kaya--: Luckily, our Shujin-sama only procrastinates a bit, right?]

[--Calla--: *Nods* I'd never accept an irresponsible man to be my Lord.]

[--Marc--: ...]

This time, Vorst didn't head to the shelter; instead, he moved along with the girls toward the special Specter Corps!

Private Vorst Marcdrak had joined the group!

When the four of them arrived at the gathering space, over a thousand soldiers saluted in unison, in an orderly fashion. Vorst figured it was something similar to paying respects in the Flow world. Since he was ignorant of the customs of this world, the girls inside him immediately explained it in greater detail. Vorst would not salute anyone. A Prime Dragon doesn’t pay respect to anyone; he only receives it. Luckily, he was in the presence of Mersa, who, as the Second Lieutenant, was the highest in rank here, so there was no need for that.

[Renves: Second Lieutenant Mersa Camellia *Salute* All units are present and ready for battle.]

[Mersa: Good, I'll be relying on you as usual.]

All of the soldiers were looking at them with awe and curiosity in their eyes. It was the famous four, and they had all gathered in one place today.

First, there was Mersa Camellia, the White Angel of War. Before Vorst’s return, while being only a 2nd MCT, she was hailed as the most fearsome weapon of the Kollos Alliance—and the scariest thing was that she still had a lot of room to improve. After Vorst woke up, not only did she regain her spirit and become more human, but her fighting ability did not diminish at all; in fact, she got even better and advanced to 3rd MCT.

Next, there was Celina Za, the White Commander. With Vorst’s return, not only had she experienced a sub-trans, but the number of Bots that she could now manipulate all at once had increased even further! Although she couldn't find a way to counter the drawback (incredible photon consumption), the explosive power she could now manifest in a short time was unreal for her level, only being 6th LCT.

Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Nova Aria, the Witch Queen. Among the three, she was the one that had changed the least—at least in public. However, the members of her squad knew how terrifying her runes were. She was capable of single-handedly annihilating the chain of command of the enemy. During the past two months since Vorst’s reawakening, her advancement in runes had increased tremendously. Right now, she was definitely the one the enemy's command feared the most at only 11th LCT.

And finally, the main cause of all of this—Vorst Marcdrak, the Golden Knight, the youngest HST Single Tournament winner in history. He was the one who had stirred everything up—just his existence completely changed the game. The most famous Rankers judged that with his ability, he was capable of dispatching most of the LCT easily. He also did the impossible—he woke up from a coma induced by a damaged photon core, not only that, his damaged photon core actually healed itself! It was a miracle. Not to mention, he also destroyed one Upper Circle Tier M-Collos and caused the other one to flee.

An existence like that... If he were left alone to grow further... The Crimson Empire simply couldn’t let that happen. Since they had already antagonized him, they had to get rid of him once and for all.

Vorst had a bitter smile on his face. Since the day he had woken up, he was unceasingly bombarded with a large number of offerings. The number of links that were trying to be formed was something else entirely. All around the galaxy, millions of maidens' hearts were held captive by the heroic Golden Knight. Even now, in this elite squad, several of them were sending him burning hot gazes.

But that was not all. The worst was the rumor about his ability to cause a sub-trans. "His lover will experience the sub-trans," it said. Something like, "Once you sleep with him, your abilities will increase," caused a huge uproar. A sub-race in this world was nearly everything. One's sub-race determined how far and how much one could achieve! Some were more than willing to sell themselves for it!

Vorst Marcdrak hated those rumors the most. Luckily, he was always around Mersa, Nova, and Celina. The White Wolf girl simply always stuck to him whenever she could. Besides, he had a habit of staying around his links too...

Vorst smirked as he sensed an enormous spatial disruption. It was a state-of-the-art technology here, but the other Marc, the one currently residing in the Flow World, could make a portal of this size anytime he wanted.

With a loud noise, the space above the planet was ripped open, and with a large shockwave, several hundred battleships appeared in the blue sky. Vorst's sharp gaze perceived the crimson hue that coated all of them.

Truly, why is danger always drawn to him? The only thing the Adamantine Dragon ever wanted was to leisurely make his way through the land, unhindered by anyone. Hunt game when he was hungry, play around when he was bored, and rest whenever he wanted. As long as no one touched him, he would not go out of his way to specifically harm others.

From the battleships, countless humanoid silhouettes appeared, creating what looked like metal rain. A downpour of Mechs. A full-scale invasion that even all of the Photon Cannons on the planet couldn’t get rid of. Above the stratosphere, twenty of the Crimson Empire's Rankers were engaged with Kollos' Alliance’s Rankers. Although they were doing well holding back all of the enemy Mechanical Gods, Claire was uneasy about the battle below them. Because the reason for this attack was obvious—the boy.

That was indeed the case. A thick amount of killing intent crossed through space to where Vorst stood. It seemed like the enemy had located him, and they were going in for the kill.

[Mersa: Vor-chan, don’t worry, just stay behind me.]

A mocking smile appeared on his face. He is supposed to stay behind her? Him? The Adamantine Dragon will stay behind and be covered by his woman? True, in the past, there were cases where he stood behind his links... However, in this situation...

His hand reached out for Mersa's slim waist and pulled her to him. Since she was caught completely unprepared, she easily fell into his embrace.

[Vorst: Mer-chan...]

His voice softly whispered into her ear.

[Vorst: Does Mer-chan really think those things have the ability to match me?]

Those words carried an enormous amount of confidence and power.

[Mersa: I... But... I... Vor-chan...]

Her eyes were staring at him, begging him, but she knew there was no stopping him. She understood that he was something she could not comprehend. However, she... She was scared. Because the image of him in her hands from six years ago was still fresh in her memory—the lifeless him...

[Vorst: Camellia. Camellia’s mine, right? Mer-chan, you just have to believe in my ability, and with that, there is no need to worry. All I need is for you to follow me. I'll entrust my back to you, Camellia.]

She understood. That’s right; today it would be different from back then, because right now... Back then, he had to face them alone to protect her, but now... She was stronger. Right now, she had enough ability to fight alongside him. She was strong enough to stand beside him.

He didn’t have to wait for her answer. With just that, he finally released a blushing Mersa, letting her come back to her senses. He turned his head towards the duo that stood nearby. The two of them were watching the scene with mixed emotions. During the last few weeks, they were desperately trying to keep their emotions in check, but now they had reached their limits. They averted their eyes, which were now burning with envy and guilt.

[Vorst: Aria, Za, I'll be depending on you.]

[Celina: Y-Yes!]

[Nova: Huh, roger that.]

Inside his soul, Kaya sighed with a smile on her face. She didn’t need to do a thing. She didn’t even need to lift a finger.

[--Lily--: Marc's techniques are definitely something else.]

[--Calla--: Fearsome. As expected of m'lord.]

[--Kaya--: Marc's presence is no different than the most potent slow poisons. Once you let him in, you're done.]

[--Calla--: M'lord is a natural-born Conqueror. A true <REGIS>!]

[--Lily--: Yup, he has never failed to conquer the heart of a maiden that he has set his sights on. Poor girls never stood a chance.]

[--K

aya--: Shujin-sama’s conquest is about to end. Now we just have to try our best to satisfy him and pray that he will hold back his cheating habits a little.]

[--Calla--: *Nods*]

[--Marc--: ...]