I Became the Wrong Race

247 – Three Abominations (5)

“… “Oppa?”

It may not have been intentional, but it’s a word that feels accepted.

Llewellyn nodded her head, and the Emperor, who looked so much like his sister, frowned at her in displeasure.

Llewellyn did not stop there and opened her mouth.

“I can understand that it is installed to maintain form, since I am young. When I was young, I also thought about showing off amazing skills at a training camp and receiving everyone’s praise.”

A story that is so sudden that you can’t believe your ears. Even as Lorian and Elimule turned to look, Llewellyn pointed his finger her proudly.

“But shame is shame. No matter how much I want to make that kind of appearance, it doesn’t mean I can actually do it.”

“What are you talking about, blood bag?”

“The mold is in silence.”

“What-“

Llewellyn said bitterly and silenced her. He thought she would have been nervous if he had appeared normally.

However, if they ‘appeared’ like this with a large-scale terrain change, aiming to dominate the baseline.

You can be sure that there is human psychology in the other person’s heart.

You instinctively know that the other person is someone you can communicate with and with whom you can relate to a human-level mind.

Although the energy in the voice is unusual, and the opponent is said to be equal to or greater than Llewelyn.

If conversation works, the psychological burden is reduced. Llewelyn knew that, so she acted confidently.

“I came here to negotiate. You will too. Isn’t it?”

The tone suddenly changed to serious. The emperor and the prophet thought as they looked down at the man standing in front of them.

A strong man who developed the skills to face combatants from ‘three clans’ in just a month after jumping.

At the same time, it is the key to saving the world that her mother desperately hopes for, and can be compared to the emperor and prophet before her.

Its unexpectedness and growth potential cannot be compared to anyone else in the world. The emperor knew it well, and the prophet also knew it.

So, despite the overwhelming rudeness, I did not hesitate to step forward.

Even if this side appears to have the advantage, the manpower sent to make the fight more advantageous was an opponent that had been defeated several times.

That’s all.

“At least I have enough spirit to cut off the hand holding the chestnut.”

The Prophet said so. The hand that held the night was clearly a pseudonym.

Llewelyn reflexively thought of the God of Night. A scene where the entire night sky became a sword blade and shook.

Did they really not know that?

‘There’s no way you wouldn’t know. It was so noisy.’

Later, when she returned to the pantheon, she was told that even the night had fallen and the day had become visible to the eyes of the people.

In an ordinary city, it would have been noisy, thinking it was the end of the world or something.

It wasn’t wrong. If Llewellyn had not stopped there and Netel had not closed in time, the world could have been destroyed.

The only thing she could do was survive even the Sword Saint, and even though she cut with a skill powerful enough to kill even a god, all she did was cut off her arm.

The transcendental is truly transcendent, so it is called the transcendental.

Llewelyn placed her hands on her waist and lifted her head.

She said, “It’s not just about spirit.” “You’ll know when you see it.”

“It seems so. “Blood bag.”

The Prophet consistently referred to her Llewelyn as her blood bag. It meant that his perception of her Llewelyn was still a bag of blood.

Llewelyn didn’t care. After listening to it for a year, she got used to it, and she has never lived for the recognition of a prophet.

He looked at the prophet with a nonchalant expression and spoke.

“So, what do you want from that blood bag, so you asked for negotiations?”

Llewelyn raises her hand to block the prophet who is about to answer. He smiled slightly.

Even though this was mean, it was a way to take the lead in a conversation. It was a trick I learned from Melody one day.

“I’ll tell you in advance, I didn’t come to accept your offer. “I’m just allowing you to speak before I tell you my proposal.”

A truly vile fight. However, the prophet with strong pride could neither listen nor get angry.

If you ignore it, you are ultimately criticizing Llewelyn’s authority in allowing you to speak, and if you get angry, your authority will only drop.

And in Llewelyn’s view, the Prophet was the type of person who was very reluctant to lose her authority. He turned away without saying a word, and the muscles on his strong body twitched for a moment.

It looked like he was having a hard time suppressing his murderous intent. Llewelyn was a mourner who was impervious to surprise attacks anyway, so I opened the status window in the corner of my eye with peace of mind.

[Admission]

[When mourning is activated, it automatically attacks. In this case, the weapon will attack the nearest enemy.]

[Add 2 points to health.]

[Slaying the Dragon]

[“And this will be my question.”

-On the remains of the Dragon King and the necromancer.]

[This is a type of fighting technique that is an improved version of dragon slaying, and is a complete technique that combines fighting and jujitsu. Even if you are not a Yongin, you can still apply most of the technologies.

Finally, I reached the sky, tore off my wings, and went to the ground. It is an incredible technology that allows beasts that were once like gods to step on the same ground as humans.]

[Running in the Sky: Grants slashing, striking, and piercing resistance to all actions that take place in the air, and leaping skills can be used continuously.

Dragon Slay: Grants advantage and slash properties to all unarmed attacks and grapples.

Tear Wings: When attacking a giant creature that is tethered, its movement is nullified.

I Shall Break Scales and Hearts: Ignores opponent damage reduction and armor, and treats all damage from combat as a weapon attack with a minimum of 2 points and a maximum of 12 points. All attacks that cause this damage hit and damage rolls are unarmed and receive your proficiency bonus.]

Growth to level 16, which has been postponed for some time. I received a reward in case I had to fight and chose the Mourner trait and a new talent, and for a moment, a feeling of omnipotence flowed through my body.

“… That presence.”

And that feeling of omnipotence was not something that only Llewelyn could feel. The expression on the face of the prophet who had been looking down on Llewellyn hardened for a moment.

“Are you sure your mother is reaching out her hand to you?”

These words are difficult for Llewelyn to understand. Although he blinked, the prophet interpreted his expression as he was pleased.

“That’s unfortunate.”

From Llewellyn’s perspective, it was not something that would have many interpretations.

‘The status window is… Is this provided by Netel?’

Llewelyn thought about it, and she thought maybe she had the potential.

Of course, there was a possibility that the prophet was mistaken. Since she is related to divinity, she may have felt that divinity and passed it off as Netel.

But whether she was Nettel or not, Llewelyn didn’t care.

In the end, it’s right to use what you can use. Even if this could completely distort you.

At this point in the negotiations, we were able to confirm that it was not Netel’s in that it did not force anything on Llewelyn, or that Netel did not want it.

If he was going to do it, he would have done it right away. When Selma tried to corrupt Llewelyn, she escaped its influence.

At that time, she would have been sure if she had done the damage through the status window. If she didn’t do it when she had the chance, it means she couldn’t.

Llewellyn has become more confident than ever.

The prophet looked at Llewelyn and clearly expressed her disapproval.

“You may already know, but Mother wants to use you, her blood bag, to save the world.”

Although she already knew this, Llewellyn waited without hesitation.

“He will use your body to completely close the world. I’m for that… “I came to get you.”

This is something we all know. But hearing it directly from her mouth is different.

Llewelyn didn’t nod, even though she thought maybe she was right for the public good.

If that were to be the case, she wouldn’t have escaped in the first place.

One thing she was fortunate about was that even if Llewelyn had not escaped, the world would have been saved somehow.

Although it was just an emergency, that alone made her feel at ease.

But that doesn’t mean you can just hand over your body.

Llewelyn recalled a plan that she had proudly made in front of the Empress, something that she had really made up, but which the Empress was very interested in.

“What if I don’t want to?”

“They plan to take him by force.”

“Do you think it will be easy?”

“It won’t be easy if you’re alone. But if it’s just the two of us, wouldn’t something work out?”

The vertically torn pupils, reminiscent of Orthemilia, glowed with malice.

Right next to him was an emperor who looked like his sister, and Llewelyn was alone.

There is also Lorian and Ellie Mule, but if Lorian uses her her original form her her, she is actually fighting alone, and it would be better for Eli Mule to go and call the Empress instead of helping her.

Llewelyn felt that she needed to convince them before she could tell Netel.

At least, she needs to feel like it’s not her problem to deal with.

So Llewelyn sighed deeply and opened her mouth.

The words that came out were simple.

It was such a simple idea that the Prophet thought she was joking, considering she was already being childish.

But it wasn’t.

“Why do I have to make sacrifices?”

He was serious.

“That’s right, blood bag, no one but you…”

“No.”

There’s one more, right?

The prophet did not understand the added words at once.

Even Lorian, who had already heard it, burst into laughter, and Elimule was dazed, unable to follow the conversation.

Only the emperor understood. She looked at Llewelyn with her gray pupils and said.

“You—”

“I should call him oppa.”

The emperor pursed her lips as if he didn’t want to talk, and Llewelyn shrugged her shoulders.

If you don’t want to talk, there’s nothing you can do.

Llewelyn put into her mouth the words that the Emperor felt guilty just thinking about.

“Mother Netel. “He has the same level of qualifications as me and He has greater power than me.”

However, it does not understand humans and is harmful to humans.

Llewelyn felt it while fighting Selma.

Both father and mother are unworthy, and because they do not properly understand humans, they only cause pain.

So I thought.

If this is going to be the case, it would be better for no one to be on top.

So she said.

If that’s going to happen, just leave the place and get out of the way.

“In the past, it was too much of a thought for me to get into that position. I thought it was nonsense, but not now.”

Llewelyn spoke confidently.

“I will take Netel’s place.”

It could have been better said as a declaration.

It’s an outrageous word, and it’s hard to get a good result if you say it at a negotiation table.

“Tell Netel this.”

However, it was also something that no one but him could say on this earth.

“If you want to protect this world, you must make the sacrifice.”

He kept the words he had spoken in his mind in the past.

“I will manage this world from now on.”