I Became the Wrong Race

143 – Origin (7)

One morning, when Blood Knight Lorian woke up from an uneasy dream.

She realized that she had turned into a huge monster in her bed.

A little person who was loyal but did nothing.

In the end, the victory is local and personal, and in fact, he is trash who lost consciousness due to the changes that occurred immediately after.

Actually, Llewelyn will say that Lorian was very helpful, but at least Llewelyn is not here.

Lorian groaned under the overwhelming sense of shame and self-destruction.

She was concerned about where she had ended up. It had been a while since she started blaming herself and calling herself trash.

She felt something pressing down on her feet, preventing her from pulling the covers over her, and she raised her head.

With its head sticking out, there is a large puppy curled up there.

The puppy just rolled his eyes and looked at Lori An’s complexion as if she was looking at her.

“… “Where am I?”

She said so, but in fact she knew where it was.

She was in the pantheon’s nest. Even among her dogs, it was a space that could be said to be her own.

A place where the scenery is bare, there isn’t much, and there is only a little bit of equipment to manage the sword.

There is a bed, but this was built by a mourner who said he was worried about constantly sleeping on the bare floor, and there had never been a bed before.

However, the Heretic Questioner’s wives thought it was too harsh and brought flowers or placed vases.

Because I was hanging a picture.

As it happened, it became a place that felt a bit like a place where people lived.

It was all thanks to Lorian’s personality

If she kept her mouth shut and remained quiet, she would look like a cold girl and she would be uncomfortable, but Lorian was not that kind of person.

Lorian actively talked, acted, and helped people.

Although she is a blood relative, she is a knight. Because she had the perception that it was natural to take care of the weak.

Because of this, her people regarded her not as an inconvenient object, but as a comfortable and trustworthy person, and after going hunting with Isla a few times, she was also regarded as a helpful person to Isla.

It was still the same now. Lorian confirmed that there was one more vase that she didn’t remember, and she slowly got up.

She came back

Her sense of reality was blurry.

Lorian raised her body and looked down at her dog, which had crushed her paws.

It was a dog raised by golems.

I was able to guess what happened.

I lost the fight, but somehow it worked out, and the golems… Is he dead?

It may be absurd to say that the golem is dead, but at least there was no doubt that the dog they raised was here.

I didn’t think about the possibility that Llewelyn killed them all.

Didn’t she already swear eternal loyalty to Llewelyn?

She just didn’t say those things with her her mouth her her her, and the’Corridor of Blood and Glory, ‘which was unique to her and all of her her blood relatives her her her , was a technique that only targeted one person.

Once you use it, you cannot use it for anyone else.

How many ‘heretics’ have they committed with their own hands, saying they were written to the wrong people? Lorian smiled slightly.

Her hand moved gently and looked at the dog.

It’s soft, and the feel of the fur crumbling in your hands is new.

Perhaps it’s because no one in her clan her she has a dog, and she herself is not that close to her her transformation her clan her her her.

The texture was special yet unfamiliar.

The body temperature felt underneath, the flow of blood.

Even though it looks so different, it is still life. The dog, who was just noticing the kindness of Lorian’s touch her, moves quietly and rests her head on Lorian’s her leg her her her her.

The dog, Huey, who leaned against her, sniffed Laurian’s hand her her, then made a sound and stretched out his tongue her from where he was lying down to lick Laurian’s hand her her her.

Laurian’s body flinched at her because he was unfamiliar with the feeling of being licked, so Huey, perhaps out of his playful nature, opened his mouth slightly and pretended to bite her.

Lorian grabbed the dog’s head and stroked it, and the sound of laughter filled the room along with the sound of the dog taking a breath.

“Are you awake?”

Lorian, who had been petting the dog for a while, flinched and trembled.

There is no pretense of popularity. And if he is this unpopular in the pantheon.

“… Esha Terna.”

“Esha will do. “Some people say it is.”

“I want to be called Eshaterna.”

“I like being called Esha.”

It’s not that I don’t have any sense. They don’t back down from each other. One with madness, the other with stubbornness.

And since he was the less stubborn of the dogs, Lorian groaned and rolled his eyes.

“Yes, Esha. “I woke up.”

“Then I’ll go and call little Nauri and Nauri.”

Esha Terna glared at her dog with her rare dissatisfied eyes and left her room, never to return.

Instead, what took their place were two people with a powerful presence.

Llewelyn and Lucilla.

The two people closest to my father on this earth.

Lorian swallowed nervously.

*

What is the atmosphere?

As soon as I entered the room, I felt a sense of tension.

Huey, who seemed to be playing around with Laurian a moment ago, was nervously rolling her eyes, and Laurian was closing his mouth her as he placed his hand on the dog’s fur her her her her her.

When she slowly turns her head, what she sees is her sister standing with her arms crossed.

And a strange silence.

It was difficult for me to know what was happening, but judging from my sister’s attitude her her, it seemed clear that I should take the lead.

“Did you sleep well?”

“… Thanks to. What happened?”

“Well. What should I say?”

It was difficult to explain.

The golems actually have divinity and are related to the golems that fought us.

I sacrificed myself to stop that giant golem.

In the process, I was able to somehow explain the fact that I had asked for my own dog.

The problem came after that. These are words that my older sister heard and folded her arms with a serious expression.

Empress.

And what the Empress said and did to me.

The explanation was slow and long. I got so embarrassed a few times while talking that I had to stop and scratch my neck.

Nevertheless, Lorian listened calmly and attentively.

It was worth it.

“… “The Empress.”

Lorian had a complicated expression. Is it because he is one of the three clan heads even though he is not the head of the blood clan?

Lorian looked down at his prosthetic hand with a complicated expression. The emotion in that gaze was something I could not fathom.

“What do you think?”

Lorian asks again. I glanced at my sister at that question.

“I think she is a dangerous woman. “She’s not good at emotional education either.”

Her sister’s answer didn’t seem to be everything, but I was only able to answer after hearing what she said.

“She’s crazy. And… “Like Esha Terna, she knows she’s crazy and takes advantage of it.”

“… There is such talk within the clan.”

The clenched fist made a metallic sound.

“The Empress’s whole body is always changing. What we see is just a defect… The Empress herself has no fixed form.”

“Is it like slime?”

“It’s different from those monsters. The important thing is… There is no form, but the form does not collapse. But they say that your brain and mind are also changing infinitely.”

Is it really just a ‘story’? I caught Lorian’s gaze. There was a roving quality in the red gaze.

“So they say he is capricious and infinite.”

Capricious and infinite. It sounded a little different to me.

It was said that she was a crazy, unpredictable, unpredictable person. As if what I felt was correct, Lorian met her eyes and smiled slightly.

“But it’s rare for an empress like that to be particularly interested in something. Most of what the Empress does is improvisation. Someone like that… He has put you in his heart.”

There was definitely something strange. When I was silent, my sister spoke up.

“Are you saying this is your true intention?”

“I guess so. He wants to raise Llewellyn with her sincerity.”

I remembered the Empress’s words

It is said that there are many gods still asleep on this continent, and some that have been finished.

They say eat a lot and grow a lot. At least there seemed to be no reason to doubt the true intention.

“God.”

When Lorian’s thoughts reached the same place as mine, she sat down on the bed and looked up blankly at the sky.

Like Isla’s room, Lorian’s room also had a glass ceiling. The sky blue, unique to the morning sunlight, was clearly visible.

“Both the father and the empress… Perhaps prophets and courtiers are also gods. Llewelyn is also a god… God, God.”

She was a Grimm Darker being. When I explained all of this to my older sister, she just ignored it, thinking it might be reminiscent of the setting of Grim Darker.

It will be different for Lorian. For her, the very concept of her god was something foreign.

“… Are you going to do as the Empress says?”

After being silent for a while, she said that, and I honestly hesitated.

Empress.

It’s a year I don’t like. But there was something about that offer that I couldn’t refuse.

I am weak.

Your level is low to explore the new continent, which requires at least level 20, and you probably don’t have enough divinity to gain by exploring this continent.

There is a lack of technology and a lack of equipment.

I don’t have anything. In that case, it was right to aim for growth.

Fortunately, I still had room to grow. This is much better than having no room for growth and improvement.

You have to look bright. My sister is also next to me. I nodded.

“I guess so. Because the proposal itself is not bad.”

“I guess it’s your will, right?”

“Yes, it is definitely my will.”

Only then did the corners of Lori’s mouth make her rise slowly. She sighed.

“The source I used then is something that can only be used for one person in this immortal life. In the future… “I can use my source just for you.”

Oh, fuck. Did you do that?

To me, who was planning to use it on Melody to supplement her physical abilities, it sounded like a bolt from the blue, but to Lorian, it seemed to have a different meaning.

Her red eyes turned to me.

“It means my loyalty.”

Something that can be used for just one person even in immortal life.

Surely, it meant loyalty. But that didn’t seem to be what she wanted to say.

Lorian stroked Huey in his arms

“You told me that. That her own kindness tempted me. I immediately knew that was true. Ha, the people who were fighting like that just a moment ago have relaxed the corners of their eyes and are smiling softly. It was an indecent act that was hard to see.”

“Lorian.”

“It pains me to even remember that I did that. As a knight, I acted like a courtesan rather than a knight. It was so painful that I wanted to hit my head… “I didn’t do that.”

My sister was next to me before I knew it. My sister’s expression seemed to have taken away the kindness from her usual caring expression and filled it with something different.

An expression that shows even the slightest sign of life. They seemed worried that there might be a surprise attack during this time.

I held my sister’s hand and shook her head.

“So, I’ve been thinking about it ever since. Who am I, who are you, you and I… What kind of relationship should it be?”

Blood Knight Lorian.

My first pursuer and assassin, and a blood relative who had already beheaded me once.

For once, she showed infinite affection for me. Considering that it was the effect of her father’s kindness her… There was no way that wouldn’t happen in the future.

She looked refreshed.

“I thought about it, but I thought it was a good idea.”

“… Huh?”

“I am a knight. Nothing else is that important. And you are my lord. “He is a being who deserves to receive my origin, and a being who I must protect.”

There was goodwill in her eyes, but it felt different from what I usually felt.

Calm favor. Something I don’t know. It’s different from what I’ve often seen recently.

Lorian said.

“But she got greedy. Reviving the clan, what… That’s funny. “I am just a blood relative.”

She looked like she had put something down. She felt a slight sense of sadness there, but Lorian didn’t give me time to figure it out.

“I am a blood relative, but I am also a knight. That’s me… “I had forgotten what I had to do.”

The eyes that were looking up at the sky blankly turned towards me, and I faced those red eyes.

“My lord, what do you want to do?”

A word that cannot be answered hastily. Lorian smiled. A smile that makes even me lose my mind.

“Whatever you want to do, I, Blood Knight Lorian, will follow that path.”

I was in a daze, lost and speechless.

In the end, I couldn’t answer.