I'll Surpass The MC

423  Virala Infiltrates Varahan Mansion

Bang!

“Dammit!” Virala punched a wall upon surfacing at a street situated in a corner of Fentan City, absolutely angry. That fight was his defeat, ‘I should have exercised more caution when I felt drawn towards that carriage.’

He was part of Gannala’s immune system. Hence, he was instinctively drawn towards her. Moreover, by possessing the Nature of Weaponisation at the Mystic Grade, the influence on him to be a Mammoth Clansman was the highest of everyone in the Mammoth Clan.

As a result, he was compelled the strongest to act as Gannala’s immune system. It was why he failed to do anything towards her and instead ended up giving away all his secrets to her. “Fuck!”

Protect! PROTECT!

“Shut up!” He roared in frustration, trying his best to suppress his Secondary Nature’s influence. If he gives in, he will merely become a fanatic creature doing his everything to support Gannala. ‘The last I want is to become her bitch!’

Virala dragged himself to a location farther away, allowing the influence of his Secondary Nature to calm down gradually. He breathed in and out in sync, gathering his bearings eventually, making up his mind, ‘If I go anywhere close to Gannala, my influence will dominate my body and mind. I’ll be fucked just like now.’

“I need to get rid of them all. Otherwise, I won’t be free.” Virala thought as his expression turned cold. He then got up and became an orb, running across the alley using his moustache that acted as his legs. ‘Details of my current strength have been compromised. If I were to face Inala for the Attribute like this, I’d be killed. Then, the only way to overcome this is to take advantage of my Mystic Path.’

Seated at the entrance to a house was an old man, asleep. The orb landed on his lap and seeped into his body, instantly occupying his Secondary Nature slot. The eyes of the old man shot open in response and became cloudy.

He only had Iron Grade strength and was easy to take control of and influence. In a matter of seconds, the old man began to move according to Virala’s wishes, slowly making his way to the Varahan Mansion, ‘The Boar King was visiting this place repeatedly for some reason.’

The old man approached the gates of Varahan Mansion, shocked upon seeing the name, ‘Varahan Mansion? What the fuck? Why does the Boar King have a home here?’

“Hey! Who are you?” One of the guards at the gates rushed towards the old man upon seeing the latter collapse all of a sudden, “Are you alright?”

When the guard touched the old man, the orb came in contact with his hand and merged into his body, “Eh?”

A second later, the guard’s eyes turned calm, now subjected to Virala’s influence. He woke up the old man, “Scram!”

“Y-Yes,” The old man was confused for a moment, wondering why he was there before running away in fear upon seeing the powerful guard.

“What was that about?” Another guard asked in confusion.

“Just a confused rat.” The guard muttered and returned to his post. Sometime later, a carriage arrived, driven by a servant of the mansion.

The guards opened the carriage and checked its contents. At the end of this routine inspection, an orb slipped out of a guard right as they closed the doors to the carriage, watching it head into the estate. historical

“Are you alright?” One of the guards asked upon seeing the guard—that Virala had inhabited until now—break out into a cold sweat.

“I…am.” The guard muttered, feeling confused, “I just felt strange for a bit.”

The carriage made its way to the servant quarters. And when one of the servants came to unload the supplies, the orb entered their body. From one body to another, the orb jumped around until it entered the body of a maid who was in charge of cleaning the study.

Through her, Virala roamed the Varahan Mansion, coming across kids emanating powerful presences. As he sensed their presence, he felt a mild familiarity, understanding immediately, ‘They are the Boar King’s children.’

‘Then, who is their mother?’ He frowned in response, ‘No average Free Human woman can handle birthing his kids.’

Slowly, the maid entered the study where the owner of Varahan Mansion was seated. Placed next to her in a cradle was a pair of twins two years old, both girls.

“You’re there.” The woman said upon seeing the maid, waving her hand casually, “Don’t disturb me now and clean another room.”

“Yes,” The maid bowed in response and exited the room. Internally, Virala was losing his mind, and in the end became mad at the absurdity of the situation, ‘Hahaha! Resha, you dumbass. The one smitten with you in your previous life is now the wife of the Boar King. What a twist of fate!’ “This is absurd,” The maid chuckled, influenced by Virala as she walked into a nearby room to begin dusting the place. Her figure turned still for a few seconds as the figure of Virala appeared nearby and swapped his Nature Weapon of Tunnel with Leech. He then became an orb and entered her body once again.

‘If it’s Yarsha Zahara, no wonder the children have such a suffocating presence. It seems he wants to create Clansmen out of them.’ Virala understood the full picture. But unlike Inala who became stressed upon knowing of Yarsha Zahara’s involvement with the Boar King, he instead became excited.

“I’ll use this.” Muttering as such, the maid casually brushed past an eight-year-old boy named Brana, Yarsha Zahara’s second child. She currently had eight children, with the first being a pair of boy twins and her recent delivery being a pair of girl twins.

Brana was the second oldest. As he was running through the corridor, an orb jumped out of the maid and entered his body without issues. And while in his body, using the Nature Weapon of Leech, Virala began to absorb his blood in minute amounts, intending to use this to gain as much information as possible about Yarsha.

There wasn’t a Free Human more talented than Yarsha Zahara on Sumatra Continent. Virala was aware of that. After his information was accessed by Gannala, he was hard-pressed to upgrade his abilities. Regarding that, he intended to take advantage of his Mystic Path.

As long as he manages to take advantage of it, he would be able to either reach the Mystic Grade or upgrade his abilities at the very least. Other than accumulating more diverse Nature Weapons, this was the only other way he could grow.

Once he copulates with a woman and she manages to give birth, his Mystic Path will be transferred to the child. Virala could then work on condensing the Mystic Path into a Nature in the same way he gained the Nature of Weaponisation from reading the children’s book of the Mammoth Clan.

Once that succeeds, he could turn that child into a Nature Weapon and become able to wield his Mystic Path as his own. He truly would gain possession of it after that.

Mating with a normal Free Human woman or Mammoth Clansman wouldn’t net much than a transfer of the Mystic Path. But now that Yarsha Zahara was before him, he knew what to do, ‘If my child inherits her genetic traits, I’ll get a stronger Nature Weapon that makes better use of my Mystic Path.’

“Mother! I missed you.” Brana rushed into Yarsha Zahara’a embrace while Virala used the contact to check the conditions necessary to turn Yarsha Zahara into a Nature Weapon, chuckling nervously, ‘What the fuck did the Boar King feed her?’

The conditions were almost ten times the Nature Weapon of Refiner, his greatest treasure.