I Became the Wrong Race

100 – More (1)

Image, abnormality, source.

Although all three intrinsic qi are bound to the framework of intrinsic qi, the effects they can cause are different.

The imagery is based on the imagery of a warrior. As the root is the root, it is basically based on movements, techniques, and weapon techniques.

So, imagery was not something that could cause this effect.

It was even more embarrassing because there was a time when I was wondering what my older sister’s job would be.

“Sister, this is…” ” .”

“Yes? It’s my ideal. “The death of a star.”

Death of a star. To me, who knew what the phenomenon was, it sounded like a very intuitive name.

The ominous prophecy that civilization would collapse and disappear due to nuclear bombs was something that people of our generation could not have known.

The death of a star meant that.

It did not mean the transcendental stars that exist in this world or the netel of this world.

My sister made it her ideal to bring about such an end.

Moreover, my older sister said it was ‘odd’.

It means that my sister is not a pure warrior. I thought it was surprising, as I had deep down decided that my older sister’s occupation was a warrior.

What kind of job is it?

If we look at the fact that he is good at martial arts, is he a war school wizard? Or a duelist like Melody?

But for a duelist, he seems to have strong muscles. Is it because he’s a homunculus?

I couldn’t answer because I was worried.

“What do you think about it? Is it a good name?”

My sister asked me.

After hearing this, even Lorian said, hmm? A question that makes you cry out in doubt.

Sure enough, my sister was looking at me as if she was thinking about something as she said that. A faint expectation in gray eyes that resembles mine.

Faced with that, I hesitated for a moment, but what I had to do was decided.

“It’s a great name. I’ve seen a stellar contractor… Indeed, it is a power commensurate with it. “Sister.”

My sister blinked absentmindedly at my answer and sighed as if steam had escaped.

“Why are you doing that?”

“No. “Nothing.”

My sister waves her hand with a friendly smile.

I don’t know how long I can hide it. I looked around, hiding my thoughts.

I was greeted by a scene that was so ambiguous that it was truly a tragedy.

My intuition was giving me a lot of information.

A strong flame broke out in this place.

The flames burned most of the enemies present at once, and those that were not burned were shattered by the subsequent shock wave and roasted in the ensuing high temperature.

The soot left in the shape of a human was revealing that.

And what survived?

My eyes fell on the dead thing on the ground. Something that broke the neck and completely burned the lower body.

Even at first glance, it wasn’t like he was just wandering around.

It was the size of my sister’s waist, starting from my forearm, and the muscles under the exposed skin were still writhing with great strength, as if they were not ordinary muscles.

When even the high temperature cleared and the initial shock wave cleared, there was an aftereffect that followed as if it were natural.

That was the shock wave that followed like a spinning song. It must be the broken trees nearby or the blown rocks we saw on the way.

I don’t know how I survived against that, but even if I did, there were still problems.

My older sister was a complete warrior.

The ideal embodiment consumes a huge amount of magical power and puts the user in danger, but even if she has no magical power, her sister, who is a homunculus with magical power, still has a strong body and excellent skills. ﹥

The result is this. After looking around her for a while, I saw my sister approaching me.

My older sister approaches me with my back to her. She was completely harmless, but that was because her older sister she was kind, kind, and a completely good person.

If my sister wants it, I will die. There’s no way I’m going to kill you, but seeing this scene makes me think of that.

A human nuclear bomb. This is ridiculous.

But I couldn’t ask him what his job was or what his principles were.

It’s no different from exposing me as a possessor.

I can’t think of a way to ask around, so I’ll have to sneakily ask Melody later.

“Sister, what on earth happened here?”

“… Oh, that’s right. I was going to ask that too. Ho Kuk-gyeong, what on earth did you have to do to use this technique? “Who is that again?”

As I was thinking about it, Melody and Lorian asked. My older sister smiled at them with an expression that was kind to them and made me feel at ease just by looking at them.

“It’s a raider. Probably the kid I brought… I think he may have been following the traces of .”

Isla’s expression darkened a little at those words.

Since it was obvious who I was talking about, there was no need to elaborate. Except for Lorian, we were silent.

“Who are you talking about?”

“This kid’s younger brother.”

“Isla’s younger brother… What is that… Ah.”

Only after thinking for a while did Lorian know the correct answer.

“They are ‘Mother’s’ minions.”

A powerful opponent who had to be subdued with endless regenerative power and strong attacks.

There was no one except ‘mother’s subordinates.

At least, there was nothing else that could attack my sister who came to visit us and was patrolling near the pantheon.

“Huh. It’s also spherical.”

“If it’s spherical…”

“It was this man who killed the magistrate.”

My sister’s fingers fall to the floor and point towards her dead man.

A man with a grave face whose clothes on his upper body were burned and his lower body was lost.

Despite his sister’s ideals, he survived and regenerated, but eventually died when her neck was broken.

As she was reminded of the fact that someone she knew had died, she felt uncomfortable.

“It’s a good thing her sister ran into her while on patrol. “She couldn’t have stood up to any of her interrogators.”

“Ugh, I think so too. “I’m glad I stepped forward.”

Could I have fought and won against these guys?

I don’t know because I didn’t fight properly, but the fear was that I didn’t know what my chances of winning would be even if I had to use mortal weapons.

What if it was Isla who went hunting, not me, or what if Mr. Mourner encountered it?

It was clearly a disaster. I unconsciously looked for Isla, and she made eye contact with me and gently wrapped her tail around my wrist as if to reassure me.

The fur gave me a sense of security.

“Do you feel like you’ve been caught?”

“I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I was caught, but I’m sure you can guess it. Isn’t that why I’m looking for it?”

The safety of the pantheon lies in the fact that only those whom I allow or who are not hostile to me can enter.

Since the concealment was a perfect hiding place, safety was close to being guaranteed.

That meant that once the cover-up was discovered, it would become useless.

It was entirely thanks to him that people can now relax while preparing for reconstruction and think about the future without worrying about threats.

If ‘Mother’ finds out how to enter the pantheon.

It must be a catastrophe.

I shuddered and said to my sister.

“It worked out better.” “I was already about to call my sister.”

“Huh?”

“I would like to discuss future steps. “I planned to gather everyone together and talk about how we will confront ‘Mother’, who is clearly our enemy, and how we will respond and what our policies will be in the future.”

“… Ah, that was the reason.”

It seems like he’s regretting something.

I couldn’t figure out what I was regretting. What I don’t know, as an authority on nunology, is that it’s a new aspect that my sister has acquired in this world of Darker.

I quickly gave up on ‘exploring my older sister’ and nodded.

“But then I heard that Melody had sensed my sister’s presence of her, so I thought it might be dangerous and ran over.”

“Ah, thank you. “You’re kind.”

Hehesmiling older sister. Hearing that my sister was kind and made me feel good.

How many years has it been since I heard this? It was when I was suppressing the corners of my mouth that were about to rise.

“But I don’t think now is the time.”

“… Yes?”

“Because this isn’t the end.”

The older sister’s eyes glance over her corpse as if looking at her trash her.

“Is there more?”

I said it with a playful smile, but the content was not meant to be taken as a joke.

“I found a nest down there.”

“What if it’s a nest?”

“A nest where something like this is made.”

My sister’s foot her kicked her her her her body her her her, and I became cold, but I looked at her man’s face her her, which was still regenerating until the end.

It felt somehow inorganic.

So much so that I can agree with the statement that it is being made.

*

“Dawn is breaking. Children of the Empire. “Turn off the fire and open your heart.”

As the melody chanted, a shining sphere floated in front of her.

The light emitted by the sphere was soft rather than brilliant, but it was nice because it didn’t hurt my eyes.

It was a good light for long-term exploration. It’s a spell I already know, but it’s my first time seeing it in real life, so it might be unfamiliar.

Melody must have realized that I was watching it silently, so she explained in a somewhat awkward way.

“This is called a sphere of light. Provide a light source… In an emergency, it can explode and cause visual confusion. Since I don’t want to be detected now, I’ve reduced the light to make it low visibility…”

“I see.”

When I agreed, Melody stopped talking, still smiling awkwardly. Even though she’s a bard and she would love to explain it.

At this point, no matter how much I was, I couldn’t help but notice something. A somewhat reluctant look, an attitude that seems off-putting.

There was something. There is something that makes Melody show that attitude and maintain that attitude.

But it wasn’t the time to point that out.

“Will you be okay without armor?”

Lorian asks from behind me, poking my back with a long finger.

“It will be fine. “It’s also a homunculus, and if anything happens, I’m there.”

My older sister acted cheerfully by answering Lorian’s questions.

“Because I have it too. It’ll be okay. Or not… Would you like me to cast some spell?”

Melody agrees with her sister’s words her her, but she wants to take care of me.

I remembered the distant past.

The time was when I was in the second year of middle school.

There was a time when my sister’s friends came to her room and played with me.

Although they said they would play with me, it was only fun at first, but later on, I have memories of being upset because I was treated like a teddy bear.

And again… For an adolescent boy, it was a memory that was overly stimulating and kept him from sleeping at night.

I was facing that past. Like now, my older sister mainly had two friends.

“Yes? Are you scared?”

Lorian laughed and poked me in the side, wondering what he thought of me walking with such a sour expression.

“Why should my father’s successor be frightened by something like this? Even if something happens, I, Lorian, will protect you, so don’t worry.”

And then I feel flattered.

“It’s time for a sweet night.”

“Hmm?”

“No. “Nothing.”

I was having a hard time controlling the urge to give honey to that proud head.

Actually, there was no such thing as fear.

Although a trauma other than a past trauma stimulated me, this environment itself was not unfamiliar at all.

We were now walking through an ordinary cave.

A cave that you can easily see anywhere.

The silence, darkness, and humid air that reminded me of the underground city I had recently left had no effect on me.

Not having armor was nothing new, and similarly, the fact that I had to fight an unidentified enemy didn’t put any burden on me either.

There were four people walking in the cave now, including me, four people from the front line and semi-line line who could respond to any and all surprise attacks.

Isla is a hunter, so he doesn’t have much room to play in small spaces, and I personally didn’t want to, so I sent him back.

I felt reassured rather than disappointed or lonely.

I was able to leisurely deduce what kind of job my older sister would be.

If I were to use the above implementation, it would have at least some connection to magic, but what kind of job would it be?

At least it would be a mixture of a warrior and a wizard.

While I was walking and thinking about this and that, we reached our destination before we knew it.

“A guest has arrived.”

The moment my sister spoke, wriggling blood vessels began to sprout on the ordinary limestone wall of the cave, and something came into the light from the darkness.

It was something that resembled a human.

Things that make it clear at a glance who did it.

It wouldn’t be strange to say that it was a zombie, but it was more like a lumpy red corpse with a lot of muscle.

My sister saw them and stopped us with a sigh.

“Everyone prepare for battle.”

When Lorian immediately grabbed the beheading sword he was already holding, and Melody pulled out the estoque from her waist.

My sister clenched her fists and widened her eyes.

Only then did I know my sister’s occupation

The whites of her older sister’s eyes turned black, and her older sister’s gray eyes began to glow.

My older sister’s occupation is a magician.

He was a warrior who used magic as a catalyst for his eyes.