I Became the Wrong Race

251 – Coronation (1)

“… After all, shouldn’t we go help?”

Lucilla said, shaking anxiously.

Hearing those words, the elf who had been quietly browsing the books raised his eyes.

The scarlet eyes showed little emotion, and likewise had almost no emotional ups and downs.

Nevertheless, there was something that was clearly revealed, and that was irritation.

An elf assassin, a swordsman for the defense of the country, the most dangerous elf in the world, etc.

Esha Terna, who was called by many nicknames, rarely showed her irritation towards her master, ‘Nauri’.

“I’ll get better.”

“Uh, huh?”

“That’s annoying.”

“… Ah?”

Big eyes that are wide open in shock, and even eyes that look kind and innocent.

It was a kind of expression she had never imagined or seen before meeting Llewelyn. If Esha Terna had been a man, her expression would have been such that her sadistic nature would have been overflowing …

Unfortunately, Eshaterna was a woman.

It’s not that sadism doesn’t arise at all.

“I-I’m annoying… ” ? Are you an annoying woman?”

Lucilla shaking her hands as if she was shocked, and Esha Terna looking at Lucilla with narrowed eyes.

She wondered if this was being cowardly, but when she realized that it wasn’t, she sighed inwardly.

After the sigh there was a deep breath.

“I’ll get better.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t you trust my little self?”

Lucilla comes to a sudden halt and her gray eyes tremble uneasily.

Scarlet eyes met his gaze her, and he thought differently.

‘Is the medicine slowly wearing off?’

She deserved it. It was already the 32nd time that Eshaterna said this.

Just when I was thinking about physically blocking her, Esha Terna lightly added,

“The little girl must be sad.”

Lucilla, who was about to get up and leave, stops.

She hesitated, squeezing and opening her hands in great conflict, but eventually she sat down quietly.

It was just as Llewelyn said. Esha Ter Even as I sighed in relief, I sensed that it would be difficult to hold on to her any longer.

Lucilla was showing her insecurities. And that is a type of anxiety that is visible to anyone.

“That’s right, I trust Sejin. I believe it…”

It was like that until now. It was natural since the opponent was the opponent, but in Esha’s opinion, there was little chance that Lucilla would step forward and help.

Lucilla specialized in destruction and annihilation.

It wasn’t negotiation and persuasion. Rather, Melody had been in charge of all that for a long time, and Lucilla had acted as if she had no intention of persuading her.

In fact, there was no need for that. Echater I do not know, but Lucilla knew most of her world and understood the results and processes.

She has no hesitation in leading people to what she thinks is the best path, and she is even willing to use violence if necessary.

That was what Eshaterna fell in love with Lucilla.

Resolute, ruthless, and cruel without a care in the world.

Nevertheless, what she ultimately pursues is ‘better results,’ and it was interesting that she actually achieved those results.

It was fun, and I liked it while watching it. I felt like following.

But to see Lucilla showing such a ‘womanly’ side.

I felt quietly disillusioned. If this were to be the case, I thought it would be better for Little Nauri to become Nauri and Lucilla to become ‘Big Nauri’.

I guess I should say that steam is leaking because there is no owner-like attitude. Esha Terna huffed under her breath and rolled her eyes.

But she follows what she is told. At least Llewelyn showed a consistent appearance, unlike Lucilla.

She often seems foolish, and actually seems a bit foolish.

Also, there is an impression that she sometimes secretly takes advantage of her fear when it comes to human relationships.

Still, she was an unpredictable person and there were many things I liked about her. Eshaterna could understand Lucilla’s clinging to her.

‘The face her her her is cute too.’

But that doesn’t mean there’s such a fuss. Esha Ter I did it again and this time she was wondering what to say.

“… Esha Terna.”

A chill and an ominous feeling suddenly ran down her spine, and she raised her head without realizing it.

When she raised her head, all she could see was the sky. The ceiling in the pantheon is made of high-quality glass and is transparent, allowing you to see the sky.

Beyond that, the stars were spread out. And between the setting sun and the moon peeking out her head, Esha Terna could feel something overwhelming gripping her and Lucilla’s senses her her.

It was something unfamiliar, but it was easy to guess what it was.

The overwhelming majesty that gives Esha Terna, who faced all kinds of powerful enemies, a sense of crisis. So she did not stop Lucilla this time.

“I have to go.”

Lucilla grabbed her spear. A versatile weapon capable of both cutting and stabbing, which her younger brother received from the Sword Saint and gave to his sister her as a gift.

However, when the two were about to leave the room and run away, there was someone who came to them first.

A girl wearing a flowing dress and a unique cape.

Even with her eyes closed, the girl rushed over and grabbed Lucilla.

“Sister!”

“Melody.”

“I think I should go out. Now…”

Melody closes her mouth while trying to explain. It wasn’t that I couldn’t explain because I had no eyesight.

On the contrary, she seemed to be so aware of it that she didn’t know how to explain it.

“You’ll know when you see it.”

So Lucilla quietly ran along to the melody.

After checking the location of her dagger, Esha Terna ran quickly and figured out the terrain in advance, while Lucilla glanced at the sky several times with an anxious expression.

Melody was busy giving directions. Her physical ability was much lacking compared to the other two.

When we left the nest and reached the pantheon square, Isla, who had already prepared, was looking up at the sky blankly.

“Isla!”

Without answering, Isla turns her head, wags her tail, and looks up at her again.

Lucilla and Eshaterna raised their heads at the attitude that seemed to say that it would be faster to see it in person.

“… What is that… ?”

She opened her eyes wide as she saw something slowly descending from the sky.

It was a sphere.

An unfamiliar sphere that is difficult to explain. It’s so huge that you can’t tell it’s a fruit when looking up from below.

They saw something slowly emerging from above such a sphere.

It was shining, reaching all the way to the distant sky.

At first glance, some people were scared because they thought it was a lightning strike, but most people realized it was a tree branch.

While dogs like Huey were quietly looking up due to the atmosphere, they froze when they saw something they were looking up at reach right on top of the pantheon.

I realized late that it was dangerous. If that thing falls, the entire pantheon will be erased.

Slowly, astonishment spread among the people and confusion began to sprout.

Only Lucilla instinctively noticed something and opened her mouth without realizing it.

“Sejin… ?”

I felt like my younger brother was there.

*

That’s when Llewelyn heads to her throne room where her throne her will be for the coronation her her her her.

Anyone could see that Llewellyn’s steps were slow.

She did not have the heavy steps suitable for nobles or royalty. Rather, it was the opposite, so to speak.

A drooping step due to tension or something like that. Llewelyn suddenly realized the situation she was in.

Llewelyn made her three clans allies.

At least she thought so. And that did not simply mean that the three clans could be conveniently used and discarded.

Now their survival depends on Llewelyn. The coronation ceremony had that meaning.

To become the ‘father’ they had longed for, or to become something equivalent to him.

Llewelyn’s heart was heavy. She wondered if she would be able to do it well, but the biggest reason was.

Will it be possible for the three clans to coexist with the people of the pantheon?

Llewelyn didn’t know, which made her feel uncomfortable. She didn’t know how, she didn’t know if the people she cared about would agree.

But she walked nevertheless. As she continued walking, the corridor where the throne was located came into view.

A place that can be called a throne room with long corridors and corridors.

There was a palace bag there.

“… You really did it.”

The court bag speaks as if it is absurd. Llewelyn did not show any particular reaction to the court bag’s words.

That couldn’t be possible. Now was the time to show off, not the time to tell the truth and hold back.

“I never thought I would give up so easily.”

“… That’s how it happened.”

“What if I told you that you never gave up?”

The Empress smiles and the Prophet answers with a serious expression.

And even the emperor stood quietly behind the two.

Llewelyn glanced at the former emperor once again.

‘Why on earth is he still here?’

It was a new thought, but I decided to point it out. From her first appearance, she did nothing more than prepare a place for ‘Mother Netel’ to sit down.

Even after that, she just stayed where she was. I don’t know if she doesn’t enjoy talking or if she just can’t speak, but she didn’t even open her mouth.

‘For what purpose am I here?’

Llewelyn looked at her emperor with those thoughts, and it wasn’t until the expressionless emperor lifted the shawl on her shoulders that she turned her head.

“I told you in advance.”

Everyone looks at Llewelyn. In the meantime, Llewelyn spoke.

“I still don’t know what to do with you.”

These people were evil. I don’t know if they are still evil.

I didn’t know for sure whether there was room for rehabilitation or whether rehabilitation was even a good idea.

However, it was not right to say that everything had to be destroyed. At least that was certain.

“I don’t think my people are down there will welcome you. “I don’t know how I should mediate.”

Countless gazes are directed. Llewelyn suddenly felt the three clans filling her corridor.

Blood relatives, shapeshifters, necromancers.

The presence that was subtly revealed was unfamiliar. It was mostly the first meeting.

Most of them were casting their benevolent glances at Llewelyn. It was a favor that was obtained for free, not through Llewelyn’s power

It wasn’t pleasant. Just like before Manshin, Llewell Lin did not take it into her hands by proving it with her actions.

But you have to use what you can use. Where her cool-headed reason and negative emotions collide, Llewelyn said.

“If there’s at least one thing I can say… “I am not the father.”

In her silence, Llewelyn opened her mouth alone.

“But at least I know what my father and the steward had in mind. He was sad that his life was dying and disappearing. We created you to prevent that. But I couldn’t do that, so I left.”

This is a fact that any older member of the three clans would have a vague idea of. In the stinging silence, Llewelyn decided on a policy.

“But you, who were created with that intention in mind, are harming and plundering life… “Don’t you feel like it’s not right?”

Llewelyn walked slowly and approached her throne. She stops at a reasonable distance, with the Empress following right beside her, and her prophet stands next to her pillar with a complex expression on his face.

The only people who came to the throne of Llewelyn were Lorian, the courtiers, and the emperor.

Lorian felt that he was following because he was a knight of Llewelyn, the emperor could not understand his true intentions, and the courtier followed for the throne.

With his back to the three, Llewelyn looked at the throne.

The throne where the steward who once had many dreams and hopes sat was well-maintained and clean, but it felt empty.

Is it because it has been neglected for thousands of years? It occurred to me that when she sat down, she collapsed.

But she couldn’t hesitate.

Llewelyn said, sweeping down the armrests of the throne with her hands.

“So I declare.” Now the days of senseless slaughter are over.”

Finally, the owner sat on the throne.

The entire fruit trembled lightly around the throne.

The pulse extending from the heart, the divinity wrapped around everything and then let go, and Llewelyn spoke to those who had expressions of ecstasy.

“Your master has returned.”

Llewellyn tuned his senses along the throne and instinctively knew how to control the fruit.

He moved the fruit with nothing but his will and divinity her her, and Netel’s branches bent greatly in response and began her descent.

The destination is the Pantheon.

Llewelyn has brought back a part of the pantheon that had been away for a long time.