Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 270 - 267-Opportunity? How Did I Become a Fortress Servant!?

Fortress!

The Darknight Sovereign was yanked through space like a helpless chick, forcibly pulled into a foreign dimension.

"This place… is this… a low plane universe?"

What!?

The moment the Darknight Sovereign realized where he had landed, his entire being froze in disbelief.

How the hell had he been dragged into a low plane universe!?

He couldn't even begin to comprehend what kind of unfathomable terror could reach across realms and seize him from the upper plane universe.

Such a transcendent feat of power was simply beyond his wildest imagination!

Why had this monster brought him here?

Was this one of those terrifying black awakeners who specialized in capturing Sovereigns and refining them into potions?

"Wait a second—!"

"This… this presence…"

"This aura… It was him! He's the one who pulled me through the void!"

Recovering from the shock, the Darknight Sovereign finally turned his gaze to the crimson-haired, one-eyed man standing before him, a blood-colored scythe resting ominously in his grasp.

The sheer pressure emanating from this man made the Sovereign tremble uncontrollably.

"You're truly a lucky one," the man said with a half-smile. "To be at the master's side—consider that the greatest fortune of your entire life."

"Let me give you a word of advice—serve your master well. In time, you'll realize that your current rank isn't even the starting point."

As the one-eyed man finished speaking, Senator Ethan came running toward them in high spirits, following closely behind the golden-armored Victor No. 1.

"He's here! Finally, he's here!"

"Another Fortress servant, another big shot from the upper realms… I'm under so much pressure!"

He glanced at the figure standing next to the crimson-haired warrior—Darknight Sovereign himself—and though his words were laced with tension, his expression told a different story: barely contained excitement.

There was no denying it—Senator Ethan was thrilled.

Clearly, he couldn't wait to seal the contract.

"Master…?"

The Darknight Sovereign was stunned.

Had he heard that right?

This monstrous being is someone's subordinate!?

The one-eyed man's declaration completely shattered the Darknight Sovereign's worldview.

But oddly enough, that realization brought him a strange sense of comfort. If what the man said was true, then he wasn't in danger—not yet, anyway. On the contrary, it seemed someone powerful had taken an interest in him and intended to nurture him.

This was… a massive opportunity!

A once-in-a-lifetime chance to rewrite his fate!

Another monster!?

Just then, Darknight Sovereign's senses were overwhelmed again as the aura of the approaching golden-armored man—Victor No. 1—washed over him.

Was he going mad!?

How were there so many terrifying figures gathered in a mere low plane universe!?

"Victor No. 1, I'll leave the rest to you."

The one-eyed man turned and vanished into the distance without hesitation. After all, the five senators, the Ironback Centipede, and the rabbit were all still waiting for him to guide their cultivation.

Seal the power.

Bind the soul.

Sign the contract.

Victor No. 1 moved with practiced ease, completing the enslavement process in moments. With a casual smile, he stepped into a spatial rift and disappeared from view, leaving the Darknight Sovereign behind.

"Slave contract…"

"Fortress servant…"

"So this… this is my 'great opportunity'?"

At that moment, the Darknight Sovereign was on the verge of tears.

This wasn't what he had imagined at all!

Wasn't this supposed to be about someone recognizing his potential and grooming him for greatness!?

How did this turn into forced servitude!?

"Darknight Sovereign, come with me. Lord Velen is waiting for you in the fortress."

Senator Ethan grinned as he passed along the intel he'd just received from Victor No. 1.

"You should consider yourself fortunate. To serve beside Lord Velen is the greatest chance you'll ever have. But you ought to thank your grand-disciple Nikola—if not for him, you wouldn't be here now!"

What!?

The Darknight Sovereign was stunned.

"Grand-disciple?"

"Nikola!?"

He stared at Ethan in disbelief.

A moment ago, he had been thinking how rare and noble it was that he'd urged Sivan to protect Nikola at all costs.

And now he learned that this very Nikola had betrayed him!?

This whole disaster—his capture, his forced contract, his relegation to servant status—was thanks to a grand-disciple he had never even met!?

"Traitorous brat!"

"I was just reminding Sivan to look after Nikola, and this little bastard turns around and sells me out!"

"Just what kind of ungrateful demon have I raised!?"

"To do this to your own grand mentor!?"

Trailing behind Senator Ethan, the Darknight Sovereign felt his entire worldview crumble.

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"Lord Velen, I've brought the man!"

Senator Ethan pushed the stunned Darknight Sovereign forward with a gleam of pride in his eyes.

"Nikola, this is your grand mentor—the one you've never met before. Hurry and pay your respects!"

Velen smiled as he introduced the stunned Sovereign to Nikola.

"Grand mentor???"

Nikola's jaw dropped.

He had just been speaking casually earlier… and Velen actually went and brought his grand mentor from the upper plane!?

"Velen… bro… You're telling me this guy is really my grand mentor?"

"No way! My grand mentor is up in the upper plane universe!"

His voice faltered at the end as the realization hit him.

No… way…

Could it be?

"Yes, it's him."

"He definitely carries the Fenrir bloodline. He's your grand mentor."

The Darknight Sovereign, now truly broken, stared at Nikola and nodded through gritted teeth.

Why… why the hell didn't you just send a message!?

If you wanted to see me, couldn't you just talk to your mentor!?

Did you really have to get me dragged down from the upper plane like some criminal!?

Nikola's disbelief only deepened.

"You're serious?"

"Velen, you're really telling me he's my grand mentor? The one you just pulled down from the upper plane!?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your mentor later."

"He'll confirm it."

Velen chuckled, entirely unbothered by Nikola's stunned reaction.

Nikola stared at the man before him.

A solemn middle-aged man. Powerful. Enraged. Clearly humiliated…

Yet the aura was unmistakable. That Fenrir bloodline—he could feel it pulsing with a resonance deep within himself.

This was real.

"I… I…"

Nikola fell to his knees.

"Grand mentor!"

"Grand mentor, I've finally met you!"

Tears welled up in Nikola's eyes as he kowtowed respectfully.

"Good. Good. Good."

The Darknight Sovereign, despite his chaotic emotions, nodded three times.

"Nikola… I never imagined we'd meet under such circumstances."

"But I still have one thing I can't understand—"

"Why the hell did I get dragged down here in the first place!?"