Overlord of Blood and Iron

“Alfred?”

Kang Chul-In asked, just to make sure. 

“Kuk… Kuk…”

“Alfred?”

Alfred didn’t talk back to Kang Chul-In, and just continued to cry. 

“Alfred.”

Taking the risk of being attacked, Kang Chul-In walked closer to Alfred, and put a hand on his back.

“Calm down and listen to me.”

“M-Milord…”

“Do you remember me, Alfred?”

“H-How could I forget you, milord? Of course I do. Milord is the conquest Lord, the War God of the Valhalla territory, and greatest among the 10 Overlords! If I could not remember even that, how could this one be the secretary under milord!”

Alfred bowed towards Kang Chul-In.

H-He remembers me?

Kang Chul-In didn’t think that Alfred would remember him. 

Of course, that wasn’t to say that getting Alfred’s memories back was impossible.

The Soul Backup was given to him by god. It made sense that ridiculous things like these would be able to occur if an omnipotent being like god decided to step in. If one thought about it logically, places such as Valhalla shouldn’t have existed in the first place.

Kang Chul-In was convinced that there was a purpose in the creation of the Valhalla Dungeon, as well as being able to give Alfred his memories back. 

There’s no other explanation.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense that the ‘Memory Transfer Device’, and the Mythical HP potion would come out in that very moment.

It was too coincidental.

It was as if someone was telling him to save Alfred again.

...The answer would lie within only Akan, the one who had given the power of the Soul Backup. 

Though he wanted to know the answer desperately…

Akan… the power and authority that he holds within the Lord Meetings are absolute.

Even for the violent Kang Chul-In, it was true that trying to fight back against Akan’s representative in the Lord Meetings was a terrifying prospect.  

There was an instance like this. 

What would happen if a Lord decided to start a fight within the Lord meetings, where every Lord met? Kang Chul-In had also thought of this possibility.

But he wasn’t one of the two idiots that actually decided to carry this plan out, getting his head chopped off. 

In the Lord meetings, Akan’s power seemed godly.

After all, during the meetings, each of the Lord’s total stats fell by a whopping 95%. 

I’m going to have to find a way. No, I will find a way to find out. Whoever made me do this… will pay for this. 

Kang Chul-In promised himself that he’d find out the one who put him in this situation.

...I won’t let you go easily.

Even if it were an omnipotent god, Kang Chul-In hated the fact that he had to play around on their fingertips. It was absolutely humiliating for Kang Chul-In to put rest to Lucy, Bellatrix, and even the Immortal Vanguard.

“Milord…”

While Kang Chul-In was deep in thought, Alfred looked at Kang Chul-In in the way he used to; his eyes full of deep respect and admiration.

“I missed you, sire… To think that I would have to split up with you prematurely like that…”

Tears once again flowed down Alfred’s cheeks.

“I didn’t think that… Our territory would fall like that… in the hands of that stupid Rothschild. I also didn’t think that that filthy traitor, Aleister…”

Alfred showed his rage towards Aleister, and Rothschild.

“W-Wait a minute…”

Dorian suddenly spoke.

“Sorry… But what the hell are you guys talking about right now? Care for an explanation?”

“Y-You… Dirty traitor! How dare you step into the sacred territory of Valhalla with those filthy feet of yours!”

Alfred cursed at Dorian immediately. Even with his body in a mess, he radiated a force not inferior to that of before, and it seemed that he would leap at Dorian at any moment. 

“What? Traitor? Shut up! You were the one trying to murder Kang Chul-In just a minute ago!”

“Sigh… Do you really think your petty methods of trying to tear me and milord apart will work? As if, you stupid traveler!”

“Shut up, old man!”“Stupid traveler!”

Pft-

Watching Alfred and Dorian bash heads against each other made Kang Chul-In laugh, as it reminded him of the past. 

“Hey there, both of you. Be quiet.”

For Kang Chul-In, who was exhausted and wanted to just lie down at any moment, he had no time to listen to the two of them bickering. 

“But that vampire…”

“But that stupid traveler is the one who stuck with Rothschild…”

The two of them continued to argue with lowered voices.

“Please, save it for later.”

They both shut their mouths, looking at the tired Kang Chul-In.

“Dorian. Dorian Explorer.”

“Yeah, what?”

“I’ll give you the explanation that you wanted when we get out of the dungeon.”

“Oh… Wait, wait.”

“Why?”

“I just thought about it…”Dorian looked at Kang Chul-In with a serious expression on his face...

“I don’t think it would be good if I heard it right now.”

And coolly gave up the chance to know about Kang Chul-In’s secrets that he was curious about.

“Aren’t you curious?”

“Of course I am. But… I have a feeling that a story that’s too hard for me to handle right now might come up. It’s like I feel that I’d be more comfortable not hearing your story. Later, much later. Let’s have a talk about this when we can finally relax.”

Saying that, Dorian shook his head and walked away.

“I’ll take my leave now. Don’t forget that you’ll have to buy my one in the future!”

Dorian was cool about these things for some reason.

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A few days after Kang Chul-In had left the Valhalla Dungeon (now the Valhalla territory), the start of a terrifying fight within South Korea seemed to have started.

“...My husband should start being cautious when he travels around. He’s doing too well these days so the luck might run out for him! Hohoho… So how's your husband? Is he doing fine in his work? Ahh~! That seems rough… Oh, my husband? Haha, well… He gets at least $100,000+ a year, so it does feel good living like this.”

Cho Eun-Sil was sitting down on the backseat of an S-class Benz and calling

her friend.

“Oh, and what car does your husband drive? What? Domestic? Pft… This time around, my husband bought a Benz just for me! Yeah, yeah… what? C class? Haha, as if… E Class? No, no. My husband told me that it would be uncomfortable if I were to ride in that, so he instead bought me an S Class and also gave me a personal driver! Haha!”

Although, it did seem like she was boasting, rather than talking.

“Yeah, yeah~. Alright. I’m sure there will be a day when you’ll get benefits off your husband too… Though I’m not sure when that day will come.”

Saying that, Cho Eun-Sil hung up the call, and threw the phone randomly.

Pow!

“Ugh…”

The driver, who was hit by the corner of the phone, groaned in pain. It was lucky that there wasn’t a car crash from that.

“Hmph!”

Rather than paying attention to the driver, Cho Eun-Sil started to talk trash about her friend, or rather the woman who she used to be envious of.

“Arrogant woman… It seems that you’re jealous of my husband now, huh? As if I don’t remember the times you used to boast to me about having a professor as your husband. Hmph! Just you wait, when my husband gets promoted even further, I’ll have him fire your husband from his job… Hey! You, watch where you’re going! Don’t you see that truck in front of us?”

“Sorry, Mistress. I’ll immediately move the car to the side.”

“Hmph.”

Snorting, Cho Eun-Sil closed her eyes, wanting to take a nap.  A few minutes later.

Brrr-!! 

The mobile phone that was behind the driver started to ring.

“Piano.”

It was a call from her daughter’s, Park Seul-Gi, piano teacher.

“Ah, so annoying.”

Recalling that today was the day that her husband, Park Chul-hwan, was going to pick their daughter up, Cho Eun-Sil crinkled her face in displeasure.

“Hello?”

“Is this Seul-gi’s mother?”

“Yes, what is it?”“The thing is…”

About 1 minute later, Cho Eun-Sil slammed her phone on the ground and shouted,

“Car!”

Her boisterous shouting clobbered the eardrums of the driver.

“Turn the car around! Turn the car around right now!”

“Mistress?”

“Turn the car around! Right now!”

“W-Where to?”

“Seul-gi!!”

Cho Eun-Sil shouted crazily.

“Go to Seul-Gi’s piano academy! Right now!”

The mother of Park Seul-Gi, Cho Eun-Sil. She started to head over to the piano academy.