Corvinus and the Divine Serpent (Fifth Update, Please Subscribe!)

Emilia might have known about Alexander Corvinus’s existence, but it’s likely even Marcus himself believed his old father had been dead for many years.

So.

When Emilia suddenly heard Lake say Alexander Corvinus was still alive, she felt a bit dazed.

Lake’s lips curved upwards: "For all these years, Alexander Corvinus has been secretly cleaning up your messes. Clearly, he couldn’t hold back this time."

While he said that both his hands were flesh, and he wouldn’t interfere with his children’s actions, his actions showed a preference for his pure-blooded descendant, Michael Corvin.

If Alexander Corvinus truly didn’t interfere with his children’s choices, then why did he give his own blood to Michael Corvin?

This was taking sides.

A classic case of wanting to have your cake and eat it too.

Lake found this despicable.

Men like Lake, who were straightforward, killed when they said they would, and acted decisively without unnecessary words, were rare.

Therefore, after learning about Alexander Corvinus’s duplicitous nature, Lake had been observing him, certain he would eventually intervene after Michael Corvin was captured by the werewolves.

And indeed, his prediction came true.

However…

Lake had no interest in Alexander Corvinus. His immortality was nothing compared to Lake’s own immortal bloodline. The only reason he paid attention to this guy was to prevent him from appearing and ruining the grand spectacle.

It would be more accurate to call Alexander Corvinus "Eternal" rather than "immortal."

Alexander could die, so he couldn’t be called immortal.

As for Alexander sending his private army to rescue Michael, Lake didn’t plan to do anything. Michael Corvin wasn’t his target this time.

One had to stay focused.

To Lake, Michael Corvin was just a tool, and the same was true for Lucian, who had already obtained his bloodline.

As long as Alexander Corvinus didn’t come out to break up the fight, he would continue to survive.

From a certain perspective, Lake felt this was a good thing for Alexander. Thinking about it, at the very least, if Alexander behaved himself this time, he could continue to survive.

Isn’t survival something to be thankful for?

Living too long and not wanting to live anymore?

This might be a matter of Eastern and Western cultural foundations. At least in China, in their mythology, people pursued a simple and unpretentious dream.

Could they achieve eternal life?

Emilia frowned, "Won’t this affect your plan?"

Last night, Emilia had learned about Lake’s overall plan from him, and she didn’t object to his ideas.

She was no longer a simple vampire. In fact, Emilia had considered over the years that while Marcus might be easily fooled, Viktor was not. Emilia was well aware of what Viktor might do if he discovered the truth about David and Katherine.

This time, Emilia had planned to have Lake take the two children after the awakening ritual. If she fell into a deep sleep and the children remained here, when Viktor’s reign began in the next century, there would be major problems.

Therefore…

Emilia not only didn’t object to Lake’s plan but even supported it.

Lake chuckled, "Since I know of his existence, and I also know this old man’s personality, naturally, I have plenty of ways to ensure he can’t interfere."

I am not alone!

Miles away in New York, Lake’s clone picked up the phone and dialed the number of the big boss, Secretary Kelly.

On the Alexander, a vessel disguised as a ten-thousand-ton cargo ship.

A soldier entered the office, opened a hidden door, and spoke to the boss, Alexander Corvinus, who was tending to the near-death Michael Corvin: "Boss, the government called and asked us to leave the coastline."

Alexander Corvinus, with his white hair and beard, looking like a kindly old neighbor, looked up and asked, "The reason?"

"The Federation has issued a notice to the local authorities, stating that there are suspected activities on our ship targeting a Federation terrorist operation, and they are requesting local cooperation with their intelligence personnel for a search."

"…The Federation?"

Alexander wiped the blood from his hands with a towel, walked out of the secret room, picked up the satellite phone on his desk, and dialed a number.

Half an hour later.

The phone was returned.

"Understood, thank you!"

After hanging up, Alexander pondered for a moment and ordered the cargo ship to move away from the coastline and head into international waters. He then nodded to a soldier preparing to carry out his orders and said, "Lake Edwin, Deputy Director for New York State of the Federation Department of Homeland Security. Have our people investigate. A fax will arrive shortly; bring it to me."

The soldier stood at attention: "Yes."

The soldiers on this cargo ship, as well as those active worldwide who belonged to him, were Eternals he had converted. Of course, like him, they were merely immortal, immune to old age and disease, and possessed healing abilities.

Furthermore, Alexander Corvinus had told them that once he died, they, the converted, would die with him.

Whether this was true or not was unknown.

But the loyalty of the Eternal soldiers converted over these centuries was evident for all to see.

Soon.

An hour later.

Lake chuckled as he monitored the Alexander, which had drifted into international waters, and looked at Emilia. "As long as he doesn’t interfere tonight."

It took an hour to fly from the coastline to Budapest, and at least two hours from international waters.

Besides, Lake had other means.

Hydra.

Lake took Emilia’s satellite phone and directly dialed the private number of List, his most satisfied and respected Hydra business contact.

The phone rang a few times, but no one answered.

Lake hung up and dialed again.

The call was answered after two rings.

"Mr. List, good afternoon. At least, it’s afternoon here. How about you?"

"Mr. Black King, haha, I’m glad you called. It’s morning here."

"I have a lead. One hundred million. Do you want it?"

"…A lead."

"Yes."

Lake walked out of the ancient castle, gazing at the dense forest spread out before him, and said calmly, "A lead about eternal genes, and I also know where that person is."

Don’t blame me.

Who asked you to jump out and try to tip the scales? You promised not to interfere with your descendants’ affairs, and you broke your vow. To prevent you from causing trouble, I’m giving you something to do. I hope you can understand my good intentions.

Lake thought to himself.

List on the other end of the phone said, "Mr. Black King, can you give me two minutes? One hundred million is a significant amount. I need to report it to my superiors."

Lake said, "Okay."

Two minutes.

No, one minute.

List’s call came back: "Mr. Black King, yes."

Lake said directly, "Good. Currently, on the Alvoran Sea, there is a cargo ship, the Alexander. There is someone inside. I don’t know his current name, but his former name was Alexander Corvinus. He is a Hungarian noble who has been alive and not dead. You know what I mean."

List, somewhere, was thinking rapidly.

After finishing, Lake simply said, "Pleasure doing business with you," and hung up.

Soon.

Around 5 PM, which was one hour and forty-five minutes after Lake hung up, the one hundred million US dollars promised by Hydra arrived in full.

Lake’s mood immediately brightened.

Actually…

Lake had intended to ask for one billion US dollars, as scarcity drives up value. But since Hydra respected him so much, and Lake always reciprocated the respect he received, he felt this was appropriate.

Hydra wouldn’t be able to catch Alexander Corvinus.

The reason?

Alexander Corvinus seemed to have some connection with S.H.I.E.L.D. in London. Just before Lake called Hydra, his clone in New York received a message from Stark.

His information had been leaked online, originating from London, and then traced via a private satellite to a cargo ship in international waters, the Alexander.

This was part of a deal Lake had made with Tony Stark regarding the Winter Soldier case.

Because Lake helped Tony Stark uncover the truth behind his parents’ deaths and apprehended the suspect, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark agreed to have Jarvis monitor any identity information that appeared online about Lake. If anyone searched for "Lake Edwin" or files related to the keyword "Lake Edwin," Jarvis would send Lake an alert message based on the importance of the information.

You help me, I help you.

That’s how relationships are built.

Therefore…

When Lake learned that Alexander Corvinus had started accessing his files, and that it was from London, he immediately concluded that Alexander and London S.H.I.E.L.D. were colluding.

This was because no other intelligence systems in London would have his information.

He wasn’t from Langley, and his activities were limited to New York State.

So, Hydra wouldn’t be able to catch Alexander Corvinus. One hundred million was the most suitable price. It was estimated that Hydra would soon learn about Alexander Corvinus from S.H.I.E.L.D. as well.

Lake looked at the dazzling sum of one hundred million that could be deposited, and his heart itched.

Resist.

Lake took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to go all-in, controlling his intense desire.

This deposited hundred million was not for gambling.

At the very least, he had to restrain himself before the sun rose tomorrow.

The reason?

Lake’s personality dictated that he always preferred invincible playthroughs, and specifically, the steady, cautious kind of invincible playthrough.

In a word.

Tonight, someone might attack the mountain.

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