I Became the Wrong Race

112 – Deviation (7)

There is a big difference in the vocabulary of those with and without a translation status window.

Eshaterna, Yun Se-ah, and Lucilla were like that.

The only person who knew exactly what it meant was Lucilla, who had learned Korean.

However, Eshaterna also has a sense of humor.

She sensed that the unfamiliar word that had just come out was some kind of name or title, something that was only known between Lucilla and Llewelyn.

This makes it clear that the two are brother and sister. It seemed like something beyond her siblings, but she didn’t guess.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t fight. But it was also fortunate.

Since the entire upper part of the dungeon has now been torn out, it appears that it was not completed during her adventure with Esha Terna.

Esha Terna was not a being that could fight while keeping her enemy alive in the face of such high firepower. Because assassins are optimized for murder.

Esha Terna, who had made killing her whole life, remained silent and watched the two men.

Anyway, it’s good to have one more person to please.

Esha Terna still remembers the way Lucilla held her head, rubbed her cheek for a while, then combed her tangled hair and kissed her forehead.

‘I hope you do it again.’

As a result, the only ones left are siblings. The siblings looked into each other’s eyes and looked at each other.

Yoon Se-ah, the older sister of the children, was frozen in a daze as she heard my name for the first time in several years.

I felt strange. It was because she never thought she would hear it again, and she never thought she would hear it from her sister’s mouth her her again.

In fact, she was both confident and afraid.

The reason her brother doesn’t reveal that he is her sister is because she doesn’t like him.

She thought that maybe, throughout her life, she might notice the insidious corner of her life and be wary or keep a distance from her.

So she decided to hand over the hilt and wait for her brother to make his own choice, a decision that was entirely up to her opponent.

She felt like she was going to die of pain, but she was better off that way. She was hoping that it would help her regain some of her trust.

Lucilla thought that her determination was shining now.

I regained her trust. She felt a faint joy and also a faint fear.

‘No, no.’

She became cool. In fact, she became too cold-hearted.

‘You even called me by your last name. It’s not that I’m afraid you won’t understand. As you used to call me, I could have called you Sister or Se-Ah Sister…’

However, he called me informally. He even added his last name and said the three letters of his name.

That made her hesitate. That was the reason why the former Yoon Se-ah and the current Lucilla hesitated.

Brothers and sisters look alike. Llewelyn was embarrassed as she saw her older sister just looking at her without any reaction.

‘Why is there no response?’

It wasn’t the reaction I expected or expected.

She is a sister who rushes to me with her emotions, saying that she is her sister.

Or the older sister who smiles and asks if she has decided now.

Ho Kuk-gyeong asks, “What are you thinking?”

She assumed it was one of three. It wasn’t all three. Llewellyn thought about his actions for a moment and then realized

It was a wrong answer.

‘Did Netel play a trick on his sister? She pretends to be me and she sends someone…’

If Netel, who had no reason or reason, had reason to judge, it was something she would have heard through the earth and become enraged. Netel was not poor enough to use such a trick, and it was difficult to even read the traitor’s presence.

Above all, there was no rationality or logic in Netel’s actions, so it was a completely wrong answer and speculation.

But since there was no one to tell him about it, Llewelyn hesitated for a moment.

‘Should I prove that I am her sister?’

Several ways to prove it flash in my mind and then disappear.

‘No, but what if this silence right now isn’t because of suspicion?’

We got close to the answer.

‘… What if you actually really wanted to abandon me?’

Also, she throws herself into the wrong answer.

Since siblings look alike, the two were having a snowball fight like that.

Esha Terna, who was watching behind her, tilted her head first.

“… Nauri, small Nauri. “What are you doing?”

Enough to say that.

There wasn’t much doubt that the two were brother and sister.

So, as soon as Llewelyn spoke, she immediately agreed.

What they do is similar. Their overall appearance was similar, and their reactions when people treated them well were similar.

Rather, it’s a strange level unless they’re siblings. So Eshaterna felt a subtle sense of frustration.

How many years had it been since she discovered that she was a madman? Esha Terna almost showed off her chest pounding, a gesture common to all nations and dimensions, to the frustration of her siblings, who felt that even her madness was insignificant.

And Llewelyn took Eshaterna’s words as a signal and gained courage.

It was because I didn’t look back. Llewellyn said she was mistaken because she wanted to fight Esha Terna.

It must be dried.

‘Proof.’

We have to go a little harder.

‘Proof that I am my sister’s younger brother.’

Determined eyes appear on the face of her, and Lucilla is shocked to see that expression.

Llewellyn’s heart beats wildly, and the divinity flowing through his heart becomes his will.

Llewellyn gathered courage and opened her mouth.

“… When my sister came to the graduation ceremony.”

The memories of Lucilla and Llewelyn overlap.

“I insisted on going out to eat. Even though they know they can’t afford it, they all say it. I wanted to do that too.”

Lucilla is still quiet. Because I don’t know that my younger brother thinks that way, and because I don’t know why he’s telling me that now.

Llewellyn did not speak, but she hesitated for a long time. It was difficult to reveal my own secrets.

“But my sister listened to my foolishness.”

Lucilla recalled that time. She had a different face and was much shorter than she is now.

She was still a loving younger sister. Even back then, her younger brother was the reason Lou Sila lived.

“It was a driver’s restaurant. My sister kept apologizing for not being able to take me even though it was more expensive, and I got annoyed with her again… “I was happy because it was my first time eating out with my sister.”

What I ate wasn’t that special either.

Even though it wasn’t as good as my sister’s, I knew that Llewelyn’s financial situation was not good, so she had no intention of ordering something expensive.

But Llewelyn remembered what she ate, the atmosphere of her restaurant, and her older sister who looked at her kindly and then apologized again and again.

“I still remember what I said back then.”

Is it possible to forget?

As Llewelyn experienced, whether it was her mother, father, or both, they have the ability to read memories.

However, the emotions that accompany memories are separate.

‘So, I appeal to the emotions contained in the memories. If you’re my older sister, I’m sure you would know that.’

At that time, perhaps, Llewellyn recalled her eerie assumption that she might be a homunculus who had taken on the memories of the one who had once been her brother.

I quickly passed it over, saying that it was probably a good thing.

That was her Llewellyn’s advantage her her her.

When it comes to small details, I get into trouble and I can’t be bold when it comes to family issues.

Other than that, it was really bold. It was still the same now. He passed over such non-trivial existential problems, calling them trivial.

He actually thought that the narrative of a fake becoming real was cool, so he thought that if he was truly a fake, it would be enough to become real.

It was to the point where I couldn’t tell if I was stupid or bold, but at least I thought I was bold.

Llewellyn met Lucilla’s eyes with hers. The whites of her eyes were still stained black and she had magical eyes.

However, only the pupils were the same gray.

Her hair was equally black and semi-curly.

Same. This is because the bodies are actually brother and sister.

And the souls within them are also siblings. At least Llewelyn believed so.

So Llewelyn said.

“It’s still like that. That’s why I didn’t give up and survive desperately even after falling here.”

This is enough to prove that you are my younger brother.

Llewelyn thought so.

In fact, she didn’t need to.

I didn’t know it because of her status window’s excellent translation and interpretation functions, but Lucilla had already guessed that Llewelyn was my younger sister by using Korean several times.

She just assumed that her younger brother had learned her language through trial and error like she had.

However, the words that came out of Llewelyn’s mouth stimulated her Lucilla’s already weak tear glands.

The blackened whites of her eyes regained their original color, and Lu Silla ran away with tears welling up.

It was fast. She couldn’t stop it because Llewelyn wasn’t prepared, but she probably wouldn’t have stopped it in the first place.

Llewelyn was started when she felt her older sister her hugging her chest her her her her.

The mass was considerable. But Llewelyn desperately gathered her spirit.

Lucilla buried her face in her her brother’s arms her her her, as her her fragile mental strength her her her, which some people call superhuman, finally regained its original place.

When she was on Earth she could rest her chin on her brother’s shoulder in a hug like this.

‘Back then, her face was close like this.’

The manly scent that emanates from his her body her her her, both then and now, is amazingly nice.

‘It looked really cute back then. Become manly.’

And knowing that she has changed like this.

Lucilla became quiet as she hugged her sister for the first time in a long time.

Naturally, only Esha Terna, who was standing behind her and looking at it, got bored.

Because of her crazy, selective short attention span and stimulation-seeking personality, she let out long yawns and chose to take a nap instead of waiting for her siblings to finish their day.

Inside a dungeon that opens up to the sky.

Her siblings were hugging her, and the elf assassin was curled up and falling asleep.

Lou Welyn closed her eyes to enjoy the embrace of her sister who was hugging her for the first time in a long time, and Lou closed her eyes tightly and buried her face in her chest with a womanly look in the arms of her younger brother who was bigger than her. A huge shadow fell over Scylla’s head her her her her.

Something huge and crossing the sky.

If they had come to their senses and raised their heads, they could have seen it.

It was passing through the sky right above their heads.

It was something that was entirely black.

There are countless tall towers, and in the middle of the place where the towers are gathered, there is something like a huge fortress.

The magic engraved on the entire surface of the castle glowed and pushed out the magic power that filled the world, rising and flying on its own.

Maybe that’s why only Esha, who felt the pushed out magic power and opened her eyes, saw it.

“Ah.”

It was a castle.

It was also the main unit of a knighthood, and was also a siege weapon that could easily crush even any wizard.

However, the most important role was the fortress.

A haven for knights who can block even any wizard and have no place to rest because they are enemies anywhere in the world.

Esha knew the name.

It is a masterpiece of the Anti-Demon School and the true nature of the Dark Knights.

“Shadow Cradle…”

At a time when the siblings couldn’t even hear those voices and were just listening to each other’s hearts.

The Black Knights finally landed in the New World.