I Became the Wrong Race

173 – Beyond Dreams (1)

It is not common for the streets to be full of people.

If both the floating population and residents were large like in the cities of the Old World, this could be said to be virtually non-existent in the cities of the New World.

That fact wasn’t particularly hidden.

He knew well not only Arba, who ruled the city, but also the people who lived in the city.

So, the conclusion that comes to mind is reasonable. Something is happening in this city.

Llewelyn guessed within the scope of the information she had.

This is why the distribution of drugs was restricted and banned. This is because this kind of thing happened secretly all over the city.

Control of the city is an important issue for those who govern the city. Since there was a problem, it was natural to try to solve it.

One difference… As far as Llewelyn knew, drugs were only a channel and not the cause.

Llewellyn’s intuition confirmed that statement.

If there were no drugs, it would have spread through dreams.

However, dreams could not be banned. Llewelyn doesn’t know, but when humans fall asleep, they tend to dream, even if they don’t remember anything.

In the end, it proved that it is better to eliminate the cause rather than relieve the symptoms when solving a problem.

Llewelyn placed her Orthemilia on her shoulders, and with her sister climbed the wall and returned through her roof to where Arba was.

The homunculus’ excellent senses allowed it to run smoothly even on unbalanced roofs, and similarly, its inhuman physical ability gave elasticity to all its movements.

So, it wasn’t difficult for the Lucy siblings to get through the crowd.

In fact, it was more difficult for them to accept the situation from before than to go back through the crowd and fly across the roof.

Both Lou Silla, who was reminded of her mother in the arms of a girl who was much smaller than her own her her, and Llewelyn, who was comforted by those arms of her.

She couldn’t even understand how that was possible. It wouldn’t be possible to do that just by coddling.

Since both Llewelyn and Lucilla are homunculi, do they feel familial love for their creator, Ortemilia?

Or there may be some other magic, or there may be other reasons at work.

But I couldn’t ask either of them outright.

Time passed while I couldn’t ask, and Ortemilia spoke as I jumped from the tall spire and landed on the roof of a private house on the other side.

“Well, it looks like they are also aware of the situation over there. That’s a good thing.”

A group of soldiers are seen as she frowns, following Ortemilia, who stands with her hand above her eyebrow and looks into the distance.

They were busy trying to control the people who were drunk in their dreams, and among them, Arva was seen holding an axe.

You can’t see his face because he’s wearing a helmet, but he looks troubled. Llewelyn saw her sister landing on the ceiling and rolling over to lessen the shock.

“Sister.”

“… Uh, huh? “What’s wrong, Sejin?”

Lucilla, who thought that it was indecent for her to shed tears in Orthemilia’s arms just a moment ago, blushed and responded, and Llewellyn pretended not to notice his sister her’s fault her her her.

She had no choice but to do that. Llewelyn, no, Yoon Se-jin, because Yoon Se-ah felt bad every time she talked about her parents ‘her past her her her.

Yoon Se-jin does not know the faces of her parents, and she has never experienced the past that Yoon Se-ah is happy to talk about.

All I can feel is that Yoon Se-ah’s life began to become unhappy from the moment her consciousness was corrected.

Her situation is like a tumor. She seemed happy and happy when Yoon Se-ah reminisced about her past, so she couldn’t intervene.

It was the same this time too.

Llewelyn hid her true feelings.

“Have you checked where you are going?”

It is obvious who he is talking about. Lucilla nodded her head.

Her blushing face also quieted down.

“On the west side of the city. It was a place with sparse buildings.”

After answering, he launches himself first.

Although Lucilla’s physical abilities seemed to be less than her Lwelyn’s, Lucilla more than made up for that lack her with her her peak skills her her her.

The elves’ walking techniques learned from Esha Terna.

Even though he jumped without any strength, his body flew lightly and reached the roof on the other side, and there was almost no sound of his footsteps.

On the other hand, Llewellyn jumped big. The footwork included in Dragon King’s fighting technique, dragon slaying, was not suitable for jumping.

First of all, since there is no tail, one had to concentrate to create such an excellent sense of balance.

So there was quite a bit of preparation time, and there was a lot of backlash.

Boom, boom. The inside of the building becomes noisy due to the sound of the slam. Llewellyn caught her breath.

“Why? Is there anything you can point out?”

Lou Sila asks, and Lou Welyn nods her head.

In fact, the answer was obvious.

She was a vision of what was once a Changguan, at least in Llewelyn’s eyes.

The path led by Renia. A huge cavity that was eventually reached.

The cavity clearly existed in the deepest part of that sewer.

Llewelyn was confident.

It was clear to see those dream-drunk people heading towards the sewer all at once. It’s not even just any sewer, it’s the west.

“This is the work of divinity.”

It was a sudden remark, but Lucilla only widened her eyes and did not question, and Orthemilia was intrigued, her voice dripping with saliva.

Perhaps it was because she had already heard about it, but unlike Lucilla, Orthemilia looked like she was expecting something new to come out.

“I am… While researching, I saw a vision, and in that vision, I saw Renia, who is said to be the founder of the structural school.”

“If you are Renia, are you a witch?”

“That’s right. It’s Renia.”

Lenia’s notoriety is high, and she has had countless influences on future generations.

So even Lucilla, who was a player, knew that name. She had no choice but to know. Llewelyn said after seeing her serious face.

“Renia wanted to show me something. But… Before that, my divinity exploded, and the illusion I had shown was shattered.”

Even if the illusion is broken by divinity, there is no guarantee that it is divinity.

In this world, there are few beings more proficient in divinity than Llewelyn. At least among those who can advise right now.

“Then what do you want to do?”

“I’m going to go to Arba first.”

“Okay, let’s do that. “My sister will help me.”

Lucilla smiles brightly. She regained her composure, and Llewelyn jumped again when she saw her sister like that.

Jump from roof to roof, ceiling to balcony, repeat.

“Block that street corner! Stop them from passing! Guard! Did you see where they were going? Could it be—”

Before speaking, Arva started and raised his weapon, and in front of him, dust and loud noises erupted.

‘Enemy raid?’

The situation is unfortunate. The girl’s voice flows out loudly, even as Arba raises her fighting spirit to the fullest.

“I wish I knew it would be like this… Lucilla should have ridden on her shoulder.”

At the sound of Ortemilia’s voice coughing up dust, Arba lowers the ax he was holding. Llewellyn swept the dust away with a wave of her arm.

“They are heading west.”

I am deeply grateful to Ortemilia.

“What?”

“To be exact, it’s going to the sewer. If you follow the sewer, you will reach the depths of the city, and it looks like there is something there.”

Although Arba was taken aback by the sudden information, she froze in shock when she saw the enemy lightly landing on the ground.

Although she seemed to be in good spirits right next to Llewelyn, she was hardly the type of person in this position who could remain calm in the face of ‘annihilation.’

She said, rolling her eyes and looking at Llewellyn in turn.

“Information and assistance are greatly appreciated. Now…”

“The crackdown on drugs was meaningless. The high number of ‘addicts’ was spread by someone deep in the city. As drugs were cracked down on, they began to reveal themselves through dreams. It was counterproductive.”

The words that flow out as you stop talking. Although it was rude, Arva remained silent as the situation was the situation.

Rather, Arva quietly looked at Llewelyn.

She didn’t seem to have finished speaking.

“So, I ask you, what do you plan to do now?”

Llewelyn gives Arva exactly what she wanted to ask. Arba lowered her eyes inside her helmet.

“This is my city. I put my name on the line. I gave up being my knight… I can’t let the city that bears my name fall into disarray. “No matter what’s in the heart of the city, I have to go there.”

In other words, it means that you will solve it yourself. Although it is a reasonable opinion, it is nothing more than the arrogance of someone who does not understand the situation.

And Llewelyn couldn’t just watch such atrocities.

The reason they came to this city called Arba in the first place was to build a huge city centered around the mercenaries and the pantheon.

Llewellyn judged and spoke based on the spirit that he had been refined after receiving Ortemilia’s comfort.

“In fact, this series of disturbances happened because of me.”

Arba seemed surprised by her sudden confession.

“Exactly… The change was caused by something stimulated by my sudden outburst of power. “My power stimulated something down there.”

Something. With an ambiguous expression, Arba lowered her ax and stared at Llewelyn.

“What do you want to say?”

“I want to make a suggestion.”

“Suggestion.”

That’s a strange thing to say. What is an offer in this situation? Arba searched her memories and recalled the proposal made by Llewellin and his group just before this incident occurred.

‘I want this whole city.’

When Arba raised her head in anticipation, Llewelyn nodded.

“Times are changing. “I can’t say something like this won’t happen in this city in the future.”

It’s true. Arva settled in this new continent and experienced all kinds of strange things and saw strange phenomena.

The New Continent is a demonic world. There are many unexplored lands, and those who left those places did not return.

Llewelyn said it would continue and in fact get worse.

“The era is coming when nothing can be accomplished with will and faith alone.”

“What is the intention?”

“I’m just reinforcing the suggestion I made before.”

But that wasn’t the answer Arva wanted.

Rather, she asked again.

She asked, “What was your intention?”

She asked Llewelyn’s intentions.

The reason why I want a city, the reason why I want to acquire an entire city.

In reality, it was closer to asking for purpose rather than intention, so Llewelyn quietly blinked.

The answer that soon came out was sincere.

“Living happily. “Isn’t everyone like that?”

As Arba became quiet, Llewelyn turned her body first and added.

“These are turbulent times. Let’s take a good look and think about what a city needs to survive.”

As if telling me to follow you.

Arva looked at Llewelyn’s back and followed quietly.