I Became the Wrong Race

103 – Lee Sang (4)

My sister seemed to vaguely know who I was.

However, I couldn’t tell her that I was actually her younger sister, that my older sister cared so much and that she followed my older sister well.

Because I am not a fool.

Now I realize that my sister looks at me differently. I realized it naturally as I learned things I didn’t know due to my lack of experience.

So I asked myself.

Do I really want to have that kind of relationship with my sister?

The answer was ‘I don’t know.’

I didn’t know whether I wanted to break our current relationship and have a relationship that goes beyond my older sister and her younger brother.

At least I knew I was scared.

I was even more afraid because once that happened, there was no way to go back.

I was afraid of that. I realized this subconsciously and was reluctant to reveal it to my sister.

Now I get it. I was afraid of the breakdown of that relationship. It wouldn’t be strange to call me a coward because I’m afraid before I even start.

My sister meant a lot to me.

So it was almost inevitable that I was afraid.

I didn’t want to lose my sister. I was afraid that my sister would no longer be my sister, and I was afraid that she would have a different relationship with me.

My sister must have known that.

That’s why my sister said to me now, and why she distanced herself and gave me time to think.

My sister completely gave me the choice.

If you want to be bold with yourself, even if it means destroying this relationship, reveal the truth.

At least so that you can do that once you make up your mind.

It was my will to encourage it to happen.

Thankfully, she was still my sister.

Of course, this assumption may not be meaningless.

I tried to be hopeful. After all, there was no need to be hopeless even when it came to heartache.

“It is not simply the power of the slash that determines superiority or inferiority. Will you know that only when you taste the bitter taste of defeat?”

“Ha, that’s funny. Melody, your sword is certainly excellent, but it doesn’t have a history that surpasses the swordsmanship that contains the essence of blood relatives?”

Even by the time we left the cave, the two girlish-looking prosecutors were arguing.

My older sister was half a step behind her, grinning, and as I watched the three of them, I vaguely decided on a policy.

“If history is anything to go by, isn’t the swordsmanship of the three clans the best? As far as I know, the one with the history among swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of the swordsman-“

“Didn’t you learn that it’s rude to bring up the swordsman when talking about swords?”

“Hmph, I don’t know because it’s a duel school with a short history.”

“If you’re going to keep acting so petty, I have a plan.”

It makes a humming sound like a melody and then turns its head. I faced bright red eyes facing me.

“Llewelyn. “What do you think?”

Ah, this b*tch.

He says he’s petty and all, but he’s actually the most petty. With a troubled expression, I slowly turned around and saw Melody’s golden eyes facing me.

The decoration and the idea were obvious, so it was clear as if I was looking into the palm of my hand

If we consider the power I have, the strength and fighting ability that far surpasses that of a human being.

She must have thought that her preferred sword technique she would be heavy and powerful, like the one Lorian uses.

Since he clearly knew the answer and gave it out, it was petty without even predicting victory.

“Well, what do you think?”

“What should we do? Llewelyn, your strength and physical ability are already comparable to the best warriors of your clan. Of course, it would be natural for it to be a sword technique for superhumans like the one used by blood relatives.”

“Could you please stop turning my student into such an ignorant person?”

“He is also my disciple. So, you should be asking for an objective perspective, but why are you doing that?”

A tone of voice that makes you want to run away. At those words, Melody clenched her dainty fists and trembled.

And they both turn their heads at the same time and look at me. It seemed as if I would leave it to my own judgment, but I know that is not the case.

“Honestly, I like Melody’s swordsmanship more.”

Upon hearing those words, Lorian clenched her fists and looked at me with wide eyes and a sense of betrayal.

I faced Lorian, who was staggering.

“Well, that can’t be…” ” ” . You’re kidding, right? Because they wanted to make fun of me again…”

“No, I’m serious. To put it bluntly, I already have enough strength, but using swordsmanship in pursuit of strength doesn’t make much of a difference.”

Perhaps because it wasn’t a mistake, Lorian opened his mouth a few times and tried to refute it, but then he closed his mouth and made a strange sound.

At the end, he lowers his head gloomily and trudges away. I felt a little sad watching it, but there was nothing I could do.

Lorian was a guy who needed to push his spirit on a regular basis.

Otherwise, he might become so arrogant that he might pull off some crazy tricks.

I looked at Lorian’s small and shabby (this is a relative expression) back as he walked away and sighed.

My older sister was looking at us with a happy expression, and Melody was smiling and clinging to me.

I was strengthening my thoughts even more.

As we climb the mountain along the slope leading to the pantheon, and enter the pantheon’s old temple that doubles as a camping site and residence.

My thoughts were as hard as steel.

Before we knew it, people were flocking to see us.

“Are you back? I asked them to collect it, so I collected it, but some people said they had work to do and went back. Since he doesn’t come so much…”

“Okay? “If I can call you again, I will gather you, and if you say you are really busy, will you tell me the content so you can listen to it later?”

“It won’t be difficult, but… “What on earth are you trying to talk about?”

“It’s a story about the future.”

No, that’s not all. I spoke firmly.

“It’s also a story about goals.”

“… Well, it’s a little unexpected, but I get it.”

The mourner nodded and left, and the gathered people waited, whispering and comforting the child.

And it didn’t take long for everyone to gather.

Although the pantheon was said to be large in the first place, it was not the size of a city. At most, it’s like a village.

Therefore, most of the people gathered were familiar faces.

I didn’t have time to have a conversation, but I saw this face a few times while passing by.

As I took in each of their faces, I saw Isla settling in among them.

Our eyes met. Isla was wearing her necklace. It was a necklace she had never seen before, but there was something familiar about it.

Isla is fiddling with it unconsciously.

It reminded me of Selma, who deserved to die, but she didn’t seem to deserve such a horrible death.

No, actually.

No matter what kind of being she was, I didn’t think she deserved to die like that.

Even though Selma knew it, she wanted to tell me. He died showing me the future I would have faced.

At least it would be right for me to live up to her expectations.

Even though Selma is a b*tch and she doesn’t think her actions are right.

At least that’s the best I can do as a mourner.

I saw people gathering.

Orthemilia standing next to Isla, the Black Knight Irenicus and his compatriots who were here as her guests.

Former Heresy Inquisitors, their evacuated families, and mixed-blood vampires.

I opened my mouth as I looked at the people gathered.

“We have gathered you all today to talk about the enemy.”

Everyone looks at each other as soon as they say something. From people asking if they understand what this means, to those who are talking loudly and reluctantly saying it is subversive.

I would have been like that too. But it was necessary.

With a firm attitude, I said the following:

“Of course I know. Everyone who hears this right now will be embarrassed and in trouble.”

“… “Then.”

“But I have to say this. Because you didn’t come here just to find a nice place to stay.”

After Selma became like that, I was hesitating.

The object to fight is so huge, and I don’t know how to fight.

Also, the method is so terrible and cruel.

So I didn’t think about confronting my mother, both subconsciously and consciously.

I pushed that possibility away and curled my tail like a coward.

The night I spent with Isla, I thought about what it would be like to spend the rest of my life hiding like this.

Because I thought that one day I might give up and stop chasing.

In this way, self-sufficiency is possible, and external resources can be brought in through teleportation.

I thought time was on my side.

However, it was just a simple escape.

It was almost like I was tricking my own mind to regain my composition after seeing such a terrible scene.

Actually, I knew it.

It won’t be that simple.

Just as you came to these mountains and searched for a way into the pantheon, you will find me by any means necessary.

Even though I knew this wasn’t like me, I was afraid and was avoiding it.

Again, it was something uncharacteristic of me.

I am Llewelyn.

Before he was Lou Welyn, he was a dead person from Earth, and he was the younger brother who was trying to find her older sister.

I have never retreated from my problems.

It was always straight ahead. It was up to me to consider the most direct and efficient solution.

If there was an enemy, I hit it. If the enemy came, I didn’t dodge.

I wouldn’t say there weren’t people complaining about that, but at least that’s how I’ve lived my whole life.

But now you’re acting like a coward like this?

It won’t happen.

I clenched my fist.

“You came here to live.”

The loud voices are quieting down.

Survival. They couldn’t even be loud about that topic.

Attention is drawn to me. I spoke firmly in it.

“You came here to escape from what has been threatening and strangling you. “He probably came with that pure intention, because he wanted to live.”

No one answered no.

The former Heresy Questioner and his family lost their positions and positions due to their mother’s conspiracy and chose to flee to the New World.

I was here because I believed that Lucilla, the head of the Heresy Inquisition and a protector of the country, would provide a way for me to survive.

Meanwhile, what about mixed-blood vampires?

There was really no way for them to survive if they didn’t come here. There was no other way for them.

The Black Knights might be a little different, but they didn’t say anything.

In a larger sense, the Black Knights’ purpose was the long-term survival of humanity.

They thought that the warlock and the three clans were blocking it.

So it was here.

To personally see the man who dared to impersonate the Black Knight, kill the Warlock, and confront the three clans head-on and report this to headquarters.

I told them.

“It is this world that has tried to take your lives. I don’t mean to sound cliché. Literally, the will of this world is trying to kill you.”

A word that silences both those who didn’t know and those who knew.

I exhaled in that silence.

“… If it is the will of the world, how do you plan to confront it? “If the opponent is the world.”

A man who swallows the question of whether there is nothing he can do and becomes quiet.

I gave him a look.

He was an Inquisitor. He was a man who learned a lot and saw a lot.

He, too, must have noticed that the world was strange. Or maybe he just took it for granted.

Either way, he didn’t even dare to think of going against the world.

It was natural.

It was something that even modern people who have been exposed to all kinds of cultures would not normally think of.

“That’s right. We definitely won’t be able to do it on our own.”

But I knew.

If you don’t confront it, if you don’t fight, it won’t be resolved.

The enemy is the world.

“The world is too big to fight with individual strength, and we don’t know how to defeat it.”

It is a world that is persistently squeezing my neck and is still trying to penetrate my mind.

“I don’t know where the weak spot is or how to attack.”

It is the will of a world that is obsessed, driven by madness, and whose language and behavior are incomprehensible.

“We don’t even know how far we have to fight.”

I thought the only thing I could do against him was to run away.

It was like that just a little while ago.

“But.”

Not anymore.

My sister said. I want a world where I am happy.

When I heard those words, I felt as if I had been hit on the head.

The goal of all life is happiness.

Life lives while dreaming of a happy future.

But no matter what I do, even if I want to be happy.

Even if I start a family, have children, and get along with other people.

If there is such a thing as unnecessary world will in this world, happiness will not come to me.

I realized it too late.

“Are you really invincible? Is this world, which wants our lives and wants to eat us, really a perfect and perfect enemy?”

I had to fight.

As always, go beyond just trying to survive.

If I wanted to be happy, I had to kill the monster that dared to show its teeth to eat me.

“The continent is destroyed by a shooting star falling from outer space. “If there is an earthquake that shakes the entire continent, the country will die.”

I know that very well. The world was something that could be destroyed more easily than expected.

At the very least, the world can be destroyed by a virus.

There I learned of my ‘mother’s’ weakness.

Mother is the world and the will of the world.

So when the world dies, the mother dies too.

A mother cannot commit suicide along with the world. In reality, my mother is like the world.

“Is such a world really invincible?”

No answer comes back. I spoke, inspired by my words, amid countless gazes directed at me.

“I don’t think so.”

I raised my clenched fist. I am a weak fist to destroy the world, but I have the potential.

I was a wedge.

“The will of the world is called ‘Mother.’ It is also called ‘Mother Netel’. It’s not just aimed at you, it’s aimed at me too. “They are looking for me very desperately.”

Before I knew it, my heart was beating wildly.

“I am the bait that my mother wants to get into her hands and her no matter what happens.”

I smiled as I felt my voice slowly getting louder.

“At the same time, I am the only and irreplaceable being who can choose where to fight!”

I saw the Inquisitors and the Black Knights. They were skilled in the art of war and their eyes were already wide open.

“Then we can fight. You can defeat it, and you can win it. “I want that.”

I lowered my clenched fists and opened my arms.

“We want to start from there.”

“What are you planning to start?”

It is Irenicus who receives my words. He was looking at me with a very satisfied expression.

That’s not all. All of the Black Knights were looking at me intently. I raised the corners of my mouth at the gaze filled with anticipation.

He said it very curiously.

“I will crush every limb under the will of the world.”

Destroy any enemy, be it an empire, an emperor, or anything else. I will not go back down.

“Whatever plans that being has, they will be destroyed in one fell swoop.”

Whatever I was born to do by taking my body, it interferes with it and makes it null and void.

And finally.

“We will gather troops while fighting against forces that support the world.”

The way to fight against this world is to bring together all the people living in that world.

I will unite the continent and fight my mother.

As the first step, I confidently declared.

“What I want to start here is a fight.”

Where everyone’s eyes were focused, my shout filled the pantheon.

“A fight to defeat the will of the world and drive ‘Mother’ from this land forever!”