A Dragonslayer's Peerless Regression

[Translator - Peptobismal]

[Proofreader - Max]

Chapter 46

"This is?"

The document was none other than a share transfer agreement for the Reinhardt Company.

It stated the condition of transferring 20% of the shares of the Reinhardt Company.

"Are you saying you'll transfer the shares? The shares of the Reinhardt Company?"

The Reinhardt Company was already a profitable and promising company.

To transfer 20% of the shares of a company with such future growth potential was no different from giving away millions of gold.

Princess Melissa nodded at Zeke's surprised words.

"Of course. If you give me your assurance, one-fifth of the company will be yours, Sir Zeke."

"Huh."

It was an act that was difficult to understand with the common sense Zeke had in his past life.

Even though he had saved her life by giving her the cure, that was already a matter settled with another contract.

All Princess Melissa wanted now was assurance. It felt excessive for her to give Zeke shares for that.

"Your Highness Melissa. I'm still just a student at Valhalla. I don't understand why you're doing this."

Honestly, Princess Melissa's actions only increased his vigilance.

In his experience, humans never gave anything without expecting something in return.

There was always something fishy about deals with excessively large rewards.

Princess Melissa looked at Zeke and said,

"I am a princess, but I am also a merchant. I am making this offer to you, Sir Zeke, because you are clearly worth the investment."

"Investment value. What kind of value? Because I'm a knight of Draker?"

"Please don't misunderstand, I'm not looking down on the Drakers. I apologize, but there are

many Draker knights besides yourself, Sir Zeke."

At Princess Melissa's words, something flashed through Zeke's mind.

"The rights to the Red Flower Disease cure..."

Currently, the Red Flower Disease was continuously spreading in the border area of the Alencia Kingdom.

Princess Melissa was someone who helped the people of the kingdom through her charity work.

There was no way she would just ignore the Red Flower Disease.

"Are you saying you'll give me shares and buy the rights to the cure?"

"If the Empire is spreading this disease, the cure could stop their plot, and even if not, it would still be a profitable deal as it could save the people of the Alencia Kingdom."

Zeke looked into Princess Melissa's eyes to understand her intentions.

Among the countless people he had met in his past life, there was no one like Princess Melissa who would throw herself into danger for the sake of others.

No, there was one person.

'Damn it. I was trying not to think about it.'

The first person who came to mind when he first returned.

He remembered that person, who stubbornly insisted on walking their own path like a lone wolf in the frozen North.

"Sir Zeke?"

Zeke quickly came to his senses.

Melissa and that person he knew had similar eyes.

He slowly opened his mouth.

"Do I just need to declare that I'm not on the Empire's side?"

Princess Melissa nodded.

Zeke stood up.

Then he drew the sword he had placed by his side.

Cliff, who was standing behind him, flinched in surprise and tried to intervene, but Princess Melissa stopped him.

Zeke raised his sword and declared,

"I, Zeke Draker, swear on my honor that I have no connection to the Empire."

Although his words were brief, they carried great weight.

Princess Melissa nodded.

"Thank you, Sir Zeke. Your honorable oath has once again reaffirmed my faith in my judgment."

Melissa immediately signed the transfer agreement.

Then she handed the contract to Zeke.

Zeke looked at the transfer agreement and pondered.

Although he felt burdened by the prospect of maintaining a continuous relationship with Princess Melissa, he couldn't easily give up considering the future value of the Reinhardt Company.

'If it becomes too burdensome, I can just sell it later.'

Zeke signed the contract and said,

"I gratefully accept the shares you have given me. However, I would prefer it if my identity remained confidential."

"Of course, Sir Zeke. Don't worry about that."

Melissa put her hood back on and said,

"I have business trips to Atlas at least once a month. Now that you are a director of the Reinhardt Company, I would appreciate it if you could make time for me as much as possible."

With her characteristic elegant smile, Melissa left the reception room.

Zeke, left alone in the reception room, looked at the seat where Melissa had been sitting and shook his head.

Although he was tired from the lengthy conversation, they had both ultimately gained what they needed.

'Somehow, things are going more smoothly than before I returned, but it seems like I have more headaches.'

Back then, his life was rough, but simple.

Zeke shook his head and stood up.

Swinging his sword was the best way to clear his head when it was complicated.

Zeke headed straight for the training room.

***

[You have acquired the True Dragon Sword Skill.]

[True Dragon Sword Skill (S-rank) added to Special Skills.]

[Achievement Mission successful.]

[Reward: Title 'Successor of the Sword Saint' awarded.]

[Reward: 'Coordinates of the Chronos Kingdom Treasury' awarded.]

[Reward: 500 Karma points awarded.]

[Reward: Two random boxes awarded.]

"Finally finished!"

Zeke had finally mastered the True Dragon Sword Skill after two long months.

He first checked his status window.

[Intermediate Administrator Status Window]

Name: Zeke Draker

Class: Immortal (Unique)

Title: Blessed by the Ancient Dragon, Heir of Terakan Draker, Successor of the Sword Saint

Authority: Dragon Control

Constitution: Divine Body, Poison immunity

System Functions: Inventory (100 slots) / Minimap (Portal Movement) / Intermediate Quest Book / Skill Shortcut Slots / Potion Shortcut Slots/

Passive Skills: Healing Factor / Steadfast Mind Defense / Infinite Stamina / Combat Sense

Special Skills: Gale Force Technique [A-rank (Proficient)] / Elemental Sword [S-rank (Proficient)] / True Dragon Sword Skill [S-rank (Beginner)]

Active Skills: Static Electricity [C-rank (Proficient)], Flashbang [C-rank (Proficient)], Discord [C-rank (Proficient)],Precise Stab [E-rank (Expert)] / Continuous Slash [D-rank (Beginner)] / Critical Strike [D-rank (Proficient)] / High-Speed Movement [C-rank (Beginner)] / Mana Reflection [A-rank (Beginner)] /Area of effect Buff [A-rank (Beginner)]

Draconian Skills (2nd stage unlocked): Dragon Eyes (Proficient) / Dragon's Majesty (Proficient) / Gluttony (Proficient) / Dragon speech(Locked) / Dragon Scales (Proficient) / Dragon Claws (Proficient)

Karma Points Possessed: 1095

He was able to recover 500 of the 800 Karma points he had lost using the portal to burn down the McCain Cartel's warehouses.

"By the way, the proficiency of the A-rank skills isn't increasing."

No matter how much he used Mana Reflection and Area of effect Buff during the past two months to try and increase their proficiency, they still remained at the beginner level.

It seemed that he needed to use them in actual combat to gain experience.

Immediately after checking his status window, Zeke quickly opened his inventory to check the coordinates of the Chronos Kingdom treasury, which he was most curious about.

An old piece of paper was stored in his inventory.

When Zeke selected the paper, a message appeared.

[The coordinates cannot be read currently.]

[You need to find the seal that can activate the coordinates.]

[The coordinates can be activated by finding and combining the scattered seals.]

"What? Seal? Activate?"

A map appeared before Zeke's eyes.

Approximate locations were marked across the continental map.

"What is this? Two places on the Central Continent, one on the Southern Continent, and one in the North. Are you saying the seal is split into four?"

As expected, obtaining the kingdom's treasury was no easy task.

At the same time, a mission message window appeared.

―Linked Quest Mission―

[Find the scattered seals of the Chronos Kingdom and restore them to their original state.

(No time limit)]

[Quest Mission Reward: Title 'Heir of the Chronos Kingdom']

"Heir of the Chronos Kingdom? The reward is only a title?"

Although the ability to activate the treasury coordinates was quite attractive, if the reward was only a title, there was no need to rush the mission.

Since there was no time limit, he could take it slow.

"I'll finish the urgent tasks first and then slowly look for them."

After finishing his check, Zeke stretched and left the training ground, heading up to his room.

As soon as he arrived, he noticed a letter on his bed.

Seeing that it was tightly sealed, he figured it was from Kay.

Zeke broke the seal and checked the contents.

"Finally, they've taken the bait."

The date for his meeting with Don Juan had been set.

It was perfect timing, as Valhalla was about to start its vacation period.

Zeke immediately got up from his seat.

"Alright. It's time to see those Southern Continent druggies again."

***

"Come on! This way!"

The port of Ison was always bustling with ships coming in for trade.

Thanks to Cali Draker's efforts, the pirates in the South Sea were gone, clearing the sea routes across the Central Sea, allowing even regular ships to and from the Dorta Republic to operate.

Among the ships in the port was one belonging to the rising Reinhardt Company.

Zeke, disguised as a sales representative for the Reinhardt Company's Southern Continent branch, concealed his youthful appearance as much as possible and pretended to be an ordinary young man.

With his black gloves, the symbol of the Draker clan's pure-blood awakener, removed, there was no one on the ship who could connect him to Zeke Draker.

'It will take about ten days to arrive, huh?'

Even if he wanted to use a portal, he couldn't unless he had been to the destination before.

Moreover, even if he had been there, travel was impossible unless the portal coordinates were activated.

There were many restrictions, but once he went to the Southern Continent and activated the coordinates, he could travel there anytime, even if it cost a lot of points, so he decided to think positively.

'It's perfect for creating an alibi.'

Zeke hummed a tune as he relaxed on one side of the ship.

In his past life, he had traveled so much that he often found himself on ships. He intended to reminisce about those days and relax.

Just then, someone approached Zeke.

"Hey, kid. Move!"

Sailors approached and roughly unloaded cargo where Zeke was sitting.

There was no need to place it there, but they seemed to have done it on purpose, perhaps finding Zeke's leisurely attitude unsightly.

Zeke, who was wearing glasses as a disguise, pushed them up and said to the sailor,

"Hey, you. What's your name?"

The rugged-looking sailor approached Zeke with an incredulous look.

"You? Are you crazy, you skinny little brat? Do you want to be thrown overboard?"

Just then, the captain came up on deck.

As soon as he spotted Zeke, he rushed over, rubbing his hands together and bowing his head.

"Oh, Deputy Branch Manager! Why have you come up on deck already when you could be relaxing comfortably?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The sailor who was threatening Zeke was startled by the captain's attitude.

"D-Deputy Branch Manager?"

The Branch Manager was the person who held all the authority in the trading company.

And the Deputy Branch Manager was the position right below the Branch Manager.

It was rare for someone as young as Zeke to hold the position of Deputy Branch Manager.

If it did happen, it meant that the person was a relative or bloodline of a high-ranking member of the company.

Just in case, he had asked Cliff to elevate his position, but Cliff had gone as far as creating an identity as his nephew and giving him the position of Deputy Branch Manager.

Zeke pushed his glasses up and asked again,

"So, what's your name?"

The sailor's face turned pale, and he bowed his head at a 90-degree angle.

"I-I apologize, Deputy Branch Manager! I made a m-mistake by not recognizing your high position."

Zeke patted the sailor's cheek and said,

"Let's do well. I'm watching you."

"Yes! Understood!"

Zeke chuckled and was guided into a cabin decorated even more luxuriously than the captain's room.

He lay down on the soft bed and felt the texture of the smooth blanket.

'I have to be on this ship for ten days, so there's no need to travel uncomfortably.'

Zeke, who dreamed of becoming the strongest on the continent.

He was someone who knew the sweetness of power.

[Translator - Peptobismal]

[Proofreader - Max]