I Became the Wrong Race

130 – Golem (7)

“Grandma.”

Silence is unbearable. It’s like that for everyone, but if I say something and everyone becomes quiet and looks at me.

It makes you want to say something. So I didn’t bother to say one more word.

“Grandmother?”

Actually, it was two words. It was because the silence that was getting too long was uncomfortable.

And if there is anyone who feels more uncomfortable with this situation than me, it would be the Empress.

The woman, whose pupils changed into all sorts of colors and shapes, squinted her eyes with a discomfort that was clearly visible even beyond her veil.

“I won’t ask again. Now…”

“I called her grandmother.”

Silence comes again. In the silence, I slowly rolled my eyes and looked at her.

First of all, the two shapeshifters. Two people who fought with me a little while ago, who would probably be easier to deal with if they took out their black armor.

The estimated level is around 15. Since he was not on the same level as Lorian, there were no problems even after leaving him in the hands of Lorian, who was already used to his 20 agility.

Rather, as long as Lorian is supplied with enough fuel, he will be able to take down two people by himself.

It is said that Lorian was an outstanding knight and an executioner who executed traitors internally.

Wouldn’t he be fully aware of each clan’s weaknesses? As I thought about it, I rolled my eyes and looked at Lorian.

Lorian had already erased the blood armor that was wrapped around her body, and because of that, her expression was clearly visible to my eyes.

Lastly, the monarch of the shapeshifters called the Empress. I guess… Ortemilia’s mother.

Also, she could probably be called my grandmother. These four people were showing different reactions.

Surprise, fear, anger and hostility.

Confusion and acceptance.

Finally, interest and faint irritation.

I focused on my interests and annoyances. In the direction my eyes were looking, I saw the Empress unfolding something.

Is it debt? It’s also elegant.

“Is there a reason for making that judgment? Or did you just say that to offend me?”

A tone that is too polite to be directed at a blood bag. Therefore, we can guess the personality of that being called the Empress.

Be polite, condescending, and lady-like.

It’s all a deception. Her essence is a shapeshifter. It is a shapeshifter so powerful that it reveals its own transformation in its permanent eyes.

In front of her, the vast majority of all races would feel like insects. Her biological perfection is at a level that is incomparable to that of ordinary beings.

Even the owner of a perfect body like me is like this.

Thinking that the Empress might be superior to me in physical ability, I put my hands in her pockets and stood awkwardly.

Sure enough, ‘her grandmother’s’ face frowned.

“First of all, I decided that he deserved to be respected due to his age.”

“There is no respect in your tone. The same goes for your posture.”

“Even if you respect me now, I’ll know that’s not the case, so I’ll be more concerned and annoyed.”

“… Please continue.”

The Empress seemed the reasonable type. Even the pretentious actions and deception were understandable if they were all rational.

“I believe that ‘my child’ you are talking about is Ortemilia, am I correct? There is no need to check with each other.”

“Okay.”

“Orthemilia, she told me she was like a mother to me, and deep down I agree with that perception.”

Of course, that’s entirely possible because I’m an orphan. However, there is no need to tell you that.

Not many people, both over there and in Ortemilia, knew that I came from another world.

It’s not worth mentioning. Even if I mention it, that side might gain an advantage.

My genius brain calculated that I had to scrape by and get as much out of this conversation as I could.

“Then you are my mother’s mother. According to the general perception, it would be correct to call her grandmother.”

No answer comes back. The Empress was still glaring at me quietly, and her eyes went beyond those of a cat, that of a lizard, to something that could be a goat, a sheep, or an octopus, and only then did they become those of a human

Is it possible to turn into all kinds of animals?

So what are the limits and what are the specific capabilities?

It’s not easy to guess. To think that we will have to fight someday…

“I guess that’s not everything.”

The words that break through my thoughts. I quietly faced the eyes glaring at me from behind the veil.

An unrealistic being with not a single hair or skin visible, only the pupils of the eyes.

That being was looking down at me.

“I can’t get enough of living. “It must be evidence of immaturity.”

“… “Can you feel it beyond these burns?”

“Rather, is there any reason not to do that?”

My first thought was that it might be a scam.

No, it has to be that way. At most, this is like a hologram, and even a monster with powerful senses cannot feel things beyond the hologram.

It’s now something beyond superpowers.

A realm of miracles that makes no logical sense. A realm of absurd imagination that can be shown without knowing the principles.

Yes, it’s the expression. I was convinced and calmed my expression.

“So, Grandma. “I guess there was some other purpose besides telling me I was a piece of shit who couldn’t make a living?”

Maybe it was because it was right after we had exchanged a punch, but the Empress glared at me for a long time and said.

“I have a suggestion.”

With her cheerful sound her her her, the fan she opened closes. Because of the veil, all I could still see was a pair of her beautifully shining eyes.

The Empress was looking down at me with an expression of great interest.

“Maybe it’s not a bad offer for you, Blood Bag.”

There is silence, and the Empress’s eyes shine brightly at me.

I read her desire in the darkness reflected in those eyes.

“I would like to formally welcome you, the blood bag, into the clan.”

“What do you mean?”

“Be my adopted son.”

Behind her hologram, two shapeshifters gasp. Even Lorian next to me opened his eyes wide in confusion.

“The first and only successful experiment in ‘Eucharistic reconstruction.’ I want to bring you into my clan and put an end to this cold war that has only begun.”

She calmly told me something I knew nothing about.

*

Cold War.

If you are from Earth, you might be familiar with it, but if you were born after a certain period of time, it is actually not that familiar.

This is inevitable because it has been a long time since the last Cold War ended.

What remains of the Cold War today is something that is difficult to call a Cold War, and traces of it can only be found in games and media.

In general, it is only after thinking about the expression over and over again that you can understand its meaning.

But I am someone.

Wasn’t he a superhuman who possessed outstanding intellect, was humble beyond that, and knew shame?

Even the status window revealed that I was not bound by the shackles of ordinary humans, so there was logic and rationality in my confidence.

If we were to judge it based on logic, rationality, and world recognition.

“Holy shit…”

The three clans were in the middle of a cold war.

“No, fuck, how…” ” ” .”

It’s amazing. I know. But if you think about it carefully, it wasn’t anything surprising.

The three clans were completely different clans that were grouped into three.

A group of shapeshifters who capture the world’s magic through infinite changes and have a powerful body.

A blood relative who steals life from others and controls life itself with the power of plunder that flows in their blood.

Lastly, there is a necromancer who goes beyond even his own death and deals with all the deaths of others.

Three powerful races live together.

Even if unity had not been achieved so far, it would have been tempting to do so, but the methodologies were divided depending on the purpose and were in conflict with each other.

It is a background that could enter a cold war situation at any time. In fact, it’s a good thing that I’ve endured until now.

In that sense, the Empress’s request was extremely reasonable.

“The clan needs a new focal point. So far, plausible results, certain achievements, and the existence of the empire have been standing in the way… It suddenly changed.”

She testified like that.

“Both the royal encyclopedia and the prophet suddenly changed. We switched to a policy friendly to the empire.”

“To the Empire?”

“Considering that the policy up to now was to attack the empire, this is a surprisingly quick turnaround. “Don’t you think it’s unusual?”

There, the Empress read my expression and smiled.

“Do you think you have a clue? Then it actually worked out well.”

The Empress crossed her legs. Her long, pure white snake’s tail wiggled across the screen, and she let her veil flutter with it and spoke.

“Even if it is not the head of the clan, it would be a reasonable position even if it is an external advisor. I will allow you to use the power of your clan. How do you feel?”

As the Empress said, there was only benefit. But for some reason, something felt uneasy.

“Let me think about it. “I will tell the people here when I decide.”

“… Considering that I’m not a very laid-back person, I hope I can make a decision as quickly as possible.”

After saying those words, the hologram disappeared, and the two shapeshifters stared at me intently, wondering if I was being annoyed.

I left those two eyes behind me and returned to my dorm where the door had disappeared.

“Oh.”

I don’t know when it was restored, but the door was new. Wow, things get done quickly.

It was around this time that I entered the room humming a song.

Bah!

My knees hit the floor with a sudden, sharp pain.

“Uh? What…”

Before I can understand the situation, something accelerates. When you turn your head, what you see is Lorian’s face her breathing heavily.

And her outstretched legs her aiming for my head.

Lorian was wearing a dress.

Oh my, you crazy b*tch. I told you to put on some underwear-

Poop!

I roll on the floor with a loud popping sound. As soon as I rolled on the floor and finally stopped, Lorian came up and jumped on me.

Ah, this, no way.

The moment I was shocked, Lorian let out a heated breath and said.

“Sorry. “I used too much blood.”

“Wait a minute, you can’t pass out here—!”

Quad deuk!

I sucked in a breath as the pain shot through my neck. In the midst of the contradictory pain that was both cold and hot, I felt deep pleasure along with the sensation of something being sucked out.

Damn, I hate being sucked by a vampire.

She lost her strength and desperately tried to stretch out her hand to grab Lorian’s hair.

Instead, Lorian burrows deep into my arms, licks my neck with his tongue, and sucks all the blood.

Not long after, I lost consciousness and fainted.

I should have fed him consistently.

It was too late to regret it.