I Became the Wrong Race

234 – Three Clans (1)

Naturally, Lucilla was not happy about this.

Llewellyn said to her sister, who asked her with an expressionless expression not to get hurt, that she felt a darkness she had never felt before, and that the world called that darkness

A sister who is ready to set the world on fire for her younger brother.

A person who will do anything for love.

In fact, most humans are like that, but Lucilla seemed to stand out more because of her immense power.

Llewelyn had to persuade her sister.

She said that she had to do this now in order to return safely and live happily in the future.

If she was going to make Llewellyn’s absurd plan a success, she couldn’t just do it haphazardly. She needed all the preparations, and she had to go through all the procedures properly.

Otherwise, the already slim probability will become even slimmer. Llewelyn therefore chose to head to the air fortress with her empress her.

Even though Melody, who was with her just a moment ago, looked anxious, she stopped Lu Silla, so leaving was easier than expected.

Llewelyn flew to the distant border of space, where there is no day or night.

The Empress’s wings flutter. Like a dragon, its wings covered with membranes, flapped ceaselessly, guiding Llewelyn to the fruit hanging on a branch in the distance.

‘The fortress… Was it the fruit of Netel?’

Even if you think about it for a while, it’s a fact that makes you chew your cud in bewilderment. Llewelyn knew how, during that long period of time, not a single human had visited or met the three clans.

It was natural for her approach to be one-sided. It would have been impossible for even Walterok to find the exact location in this high place and this vast sky.

Llewellyn stuck out her tongue but made up her mind.

It gradually gets closer. The fruit was so dark-purple that it looked black.

The surface gets closer. When you look at it from afar, you can’t easily guess its size, but as you get closer, you can vaguely guess its size.

‘It is similar in size to the pantheon.’

This is a natural fact considering that the person who created or induced this to be created was ‘father’.

‘I don’t know why they created this new one instead of using the pantheon.’

I thought there must be a reason. As Llewellyn thought, she saw the Empress smiling, with her back to the windless sky.

“We’re all here, did you think of anything?”

Llewelyn rolled her eyes at the Empress’s words her her her her.

‘Thoughts, thoughts.’

I remember what the former Empress said. Faint but clear… I tested Llewelyn.

Additionally, she said that the three clans were in a cold war. I couldn’t even guess the reason for the Cold War at the time, but I vaguely understand it now.

It was clearly due to the division into those who served Netel but were not loyal, those who served Netel and were loyal, and those who did not serve Netel and only followed her ‘father’.

“Who are the fundamentalists?”

A smile appears on the Empress’s face. She said with a happy smile, as if she was pleased with her growth.

“In that case, it would be a court bag.”

Palace bag. Llewelyn glanced at Lorian, and Lorian looked at the distant horizon with an uncomfortable expression.

It’s obvious. As I vaguely remembered, Gungjeongbaek was the head of the blood knights, the first blood knight, and at the same time the head of the blood family.

And since all blood relatives are modeled after him, Llewelyn guessed where Lorian’s knightly nature came from.

‘If what the Empress says is true.’

I don’t know if it’s reliable information. It may be that the Empress fully understands her true intentions.

But there is no more information than that. Llewellyn set her jaw, thinking that she would write what she could.

The ‘fruit’ slowly gets closer, but then it starts to crackle. At first she thought she was about to land.

No. The Empress didn’t even slow down. There was an impression that she would magically achieve slowdown.

Llewelyn knew what was going to happen.

The Empress, who was flying at ultra-high speed, suddenly folded her wings. She wrapped her wings like a cocoon or armor around her body, which included Llewelyn and Lorian.

Tucquoa ah ah ah!

A sound similar to that of her her first leap her her her echoes over her shadowed wings her her her.

Llewelyn closed her eyes tightly without realizing it, and although she was puzzled that no armor appeared on her body, she forced her eyes open.

The Empress moved like a spinning bullet. Literally, as she spun, she landed through the outer wall of the air fortress.

I could hear debris flying and the sound of her gasping in fear. A noise between roars that can only be distinguished by Llewelyn’s sensitive sense of hearing that is far beyond that of a human.

Llewelyn grasped the situation as soon as the Empress’s wings were released.

“W-Empress? Why… ?!”

A group of people surrounding the Empress, stuttering as if embarrassed.

The hair she is pure white, and the skin is just as pale.

The eyes are red, and there are countless pupils with a strange blood tinge.

Llewellyn glanced at Lorian right next to him.

Resembles. There is no doubt about it. Llewellyn left her Empress ‘arms her and stood on her own two feet, and as soon as she stood she was startedled by the gaze that was focused on her.

‘… I thought she got used to it.’

That doesn’t seem to be the case. Llewelyn realized that her year of living with a bag of her own blood would not be erased so easily.

But there were times when she had to suppress even those feelings. Llewelyn received the gaze of countless blood relatives looking at her as she stepped down from her empress ‘arms.

“Did you get here on purpose?”

“Your grandson wanted a fundamentalist, right? So in the middle of nowhere, lightly. Talk.”

She laughs, but she is a dangerous woman. Llewelyn did not let down her guard against the Empress and watched her.

The part that Llewelyn, the Empress, and Lorian had penetrated was slowly being repaired. Because of Netel’s power, the restoration was completely automatic.

It may not be like an internal building, but that can be solved if you put in the manpower. After making sure that no trace of her blood she was leaking from the building that the Empress had crushed, she opened her mouth.

“Nice to meet you.”

The place where Llewelyn was standing now felt like a kind of outskirts of the city. A boulevard stretched between the sparsely placed buildings, and the neatness and cleanliness of the boulevard was reminiscent of a modern city.

There was a unique beauty of order in a city that was built in a planned way. Llewellyn looked at her blood relatives with such order in mind.

The outfit was also like that. A flashy, angular uniform reminiscent of a Renaissance-era uniform, different from the one worn by Lorian.

Although they are not a race with separate men and women, I was impressed by the fact that they were dressed to match their appearance as men and women.

‘It’s mostly androgynous, so it’s a pants uniform.’

This in itself seems to prove that they are fundamentalists. Llewellyn stood comfortably and faced her and her blood and her relatives.

“My name is Llewelyn.”

The blood relatives, who had been wary yet puzzled, all at once became frightened, wary, and hostile. Lorian was sighing right behind him, but Llewelyn thought this was right.

Of course she could pretend to be her father if she wanted to, but she felt she shouldn’t.

After all, Lou Welyn is not her father, and he never will be.

But it was clear that at least she was a ‘new being’ who could replace her father.

Llewelyn was wary of me and stared at the blood relatives who were trying to use blood magic.

“You probably all know me. “You probably think of the escaped blood bag as an enemy who heinously converted the proud Blood Knight Lorian and repeatedly disrupted the events of the clan and the three clans.”

Llewelyn said that as she looked at the reputation window that she had not changed in a long time. Maybe it was because she had a high hit rate from the beginning, but she didn’t respond to anything Llewellyn said.

“Llewelyn, I’d rather…” ” ” .”

Lorian even tries to stop him from behind. Llewelyn held out her hand as if to reassure her, and she instead stepped in front of her.

As Llewelyn takes a step, her her blood relatives her her her retreat her. Llewelyn controlled her emotions as much as possible to them and opened her mouth with the feeling that she was conveying only the truth.

“It is also true. “I have repeatedly interfered with your work, either by my own will or by my own choice.”

“Are you here to apologize, blood bag? Then…”

“No. “I have no intention of apologizing.”

Her words she she were cut off and her her blood relatives her her twisted her face in anger, but Llewelyn did not even feel threatened.

Even if there is a fight, unless the Empress is on the other side, the odds of victory lie with Llewelyn.

I don’t think that will happen because the recruitment will end in failure.

‘Strength does not solve everything.’

So Llewelyn spoke in reference.

“If I could rewind time and go back to that time, I would act the same way.”

No, maybe I didn’t hold back that much.

As her blood relatives showed their discomfort one after another, Llewelyn blocked Lorian with her arms as she tried to force herself to take her place.

“What do you think is the reason?”

This is something that cannot be answered easily.

Because I don’t know why I’m asking or what answer I want, and I can’t think of any other way to answer.

Llewelyn spoke with confidence in that silence.

“Because the blood relatives, no, the three clans are clearly going down the wrong path.”

“… Wrong path?”

A man with a puzzled blood family. A vampire with an androgynous appearance who appears to be at least male.

He squinted his red eyes and tilted his head.

“I heard it from the Empress. “This place has been in turmoil lately and is in the midst of a cold war.”

All eyes of the blood relatives turned to the Empress, but the Empress did not even pay attention.

Because she was like that. Even if they attacked, I wouldn’t have blinked an eye.

Llewelyn knew that, so she conveniently placed the blame on the Empress, and the Empress grinned, accepting’her grandson’s’stubbornness.

That alone makes it clear. The blood relatives still did not understand and looked puzzled.

What on earth did you come here for and what are you saying now?

Why did the Empress bring that abominable blood bag here?

Because she didn’t understand, she couldn’t act, and because she couldn’t act, the player was taken away.

“Do you know the reason for the Cold War?”

“I heard that there is a struggle over how to lead the clan in the future due to the shortage of resources and the appearance of a threat like you…”

“Wrong.”

As the bloodline male came forward closed her mouth, Llewelyn spoke firmly and confidently.

“The Cold War began because a clan that served a transcendent other than their father revealed their true colors.”

This is what the Empress relayed, and what Lorian showed in her daily behavior.

The blood relatives are a fundamentalist group, and Gungjeongbaek, the head of the blood knights, is a severe ‘father believer.’

“Necromancers actively serve other transcendents and plan for their future. “They have abandoned everything they have believed in and pursued and are so focused on survival that they have forgotten who they are.”

If the Empress serves Netel but is not loyal, then the necromancer will definitely serve Netel and be loyal.

A cold war is possible only when forces are divided equally. It occurs when the balance of power is so equal that one cannot hastily fight.

This cannot happen if two or more people serve their father, or if two or more people serve Netel and are loyal.

So Llewelyn thought shed deserve to be divided into three, and that was true.

“The Empress and the shapeshifters here have come to serve the new Transcendent, but they are not loyal. She wasn’t sure if that was really right.”

There’s a little bit of lies mixed in there.

The Empress simply wants excitement, or confusion, or maybe something interesting to happen.

So, you may serve Netel but be disloyal.

Llewelyn fabricated even that.

“It’s natural. ‘Father’has not ascended to heaven and returned, but is still shining indifferently in the sky, and ironically, only commemorates the deaths of humans and gives his strength in sorrow.”

There isn’t even a sound of someone taking a breath. I could feel the blood relatives’ countless red eyes nailing Llewelyn.

As it is, if I say a word wrong here, it wouldn’t be strange for everyone to pounce on me.

But Llewelyn did not hesitate. She realized some time ago that what she needs to persuade is momentum.

“Necromancers who are trying to find a new way to live because their ‘father’ does not care for them, shapeshifters who are not sure if it is right, and blood relatives who are loyal even if they know that they will not look after them .”

When Llewelyn clapped her hands, a loud ringing sound occurred. Llewelyn did not miss the moment when the hostility in her blood relative’s gaze faded even slightly.

“Is it right to fight with different positions like this? “Is it okay for a family that has been together for such a long time with only one goal to kill each other like that?”

They have a sense of community.

“So let me say it again.”

Llewelyn delved into her consciousness.

“My name is Llewelyn. A homunculus who is the steward of the pantheon and was created in imitation of the body of the ‘father.'”

Place her place her hand her on her her chest her her her. She didn’t wear any armor. This means it is not a battle. No one harbored hostility. The divinity contained within the heart unwraps itself and gushes out in concentric circles.

The blood relative was started and took a step back, but when he felt the divinity passing through his body hers, he suddenly stiffened.

“I stand here by inheriting the title of ‘father.'”

Their eyes stare blankly at Llewelyn. Both words and evidence flash before my eyes. Llewellyn proudly declared to those blood relatives.

“I have come to end the cold war between the three clans and achieve peace.”