I Became the Wrong Race

254 – Coronation (4)

Once the conversation started, there was nothing for Llewelyn to do.

The topic keeps coming up in a field that Llewelyn is not an expert in, and if she were to step in with her mediocre knowledge, she would only be a hindrance rather than a help.

So Llewellyn stayed quiet, and while she was quiet, she thought she would step in when the conversation between the two groups got heated.

But that didn’t actually happen.

In a way, it was natural. Although the three clans are said to have committed evil deeds and have been harmful to humanity.

From the beginning, they were immortals created by a steward who could not bear to see humans suffer through life and death.

Power and intelligence beyond humans were intended solely to help humans.

So, regardless of whether they had such instincts, in Llewelyn’s opinion, their strength, intelligence, and abilities seemed like they could show good performance in protection.

And it was difficult to see the attitude of the Pantheon people towards them as being bad.

Well, this is also natural.

No matter what anyone says, those who are actively talking to the three clans at the forefront of these groups are fighters who have fought for a long time to protect the human land from the three clans and crush their plots.

They were people who came forward only for justice, so even if they had vengeance and bad feelings in their hearts, they could not just stand still and risk the existence of the world.

Even a person as clueless as Llewelyn knew all of this just by looking.

The world is destroyed. It is scheduled to be destroyed. It is a type of destruction that no one has ever imagined, and there is only one way to prevent it.

Netel becomes a tool to close the world and closes the world.

Netel’s vacancy is filled by Llewelyn, who went from a human to a god. At first glance, it seems perfect, but in reality, it is not.

“If the goal is to drive out the Transcendent, then the Transcendent will interfere.”

“Right. Monsters from the Demonic World and mentally disturbed contractors will arrive at this fortress as enemies.”

The phrase “A contractor who has lost his mind” Catches my attention for a moment. At the end of the field of vision was a man.

A person with red hair and red eyes who makes everyone think I am a contractor.

Although no one spoke directly to him because he knew it wouldn’t be good to provoke him.

“… “You can think of it without me and the Star Contractors.”

“Aren’t stars also transcendent, Scorching Ball?”

Igniter Belialeus. The man, who could probably be called the strongest known contractor, smiled and tried to reassure those who were wary.

“Of course, Star is also a transcendent being, but… “The stars are not opposed to this.”

“… “You’re not against it?”

It wasn’t the palace bag that asked back as if it was surprising.

Rather, he was an inquisitor standing near Beliareus. When asked as if he was puzzled, Jakyeolgong nodded his head.

“You may not agree, but at least you won’t interfere. “He is not someone who will take away my power or burn me alive just because I personally help the pantheon.”

You are very bold to do that. The Scorcher, who is considered to have the greatest firepower among all contractors, answered like that and winked at Llewelyn’s gaze towards him.

“Even if everything goes wrong, it will be okay.”

Only Llewelyn and a very few people knew why. The star had already suggested it to Llewelyn.

Even if everything goes wrong, this is the last option you can take. When I thought about it, I could feel my heart becoming at ease without knowing why.

What a relief it is to have an emergency escape button to press if the worst happens. Llewellyn nodded her head with a nervous expression, and everyone’s attention was drawn to that.

“Then what shall we do, Llewelyn?”

The Heretic Questioner, who introduced himself as Verban, asks: There were several familiar faces behind it.

Isla, who has been with her from the beginning of her journey, and Melody, who is still there to help Llewellyn even though she has lost her eyes.

Lorian volunteered to become a knight of Llewelyn despite not being a member of the three clans or the pantheon.

A sister who has adapted well despite originating from the same world as Llewelyn, and who is always a great help to Llewelyn, and the elf who rests his chin on her shoulder.

At a glance, you can even see Ortemilia looking at Llewelyn from afar.

Where is that? In ‘Ajae the Mourner’, there was Valterok, Lee Hejedia, and even the knight Arba and the Sword Saint.

Since even the Sword Saint’s Association was maintaining its position, Llewelyn thought it would be a good idea to try.

Llewellyn’s head turned, and the three clans that caught his gaze stared at their king with expressions without the slightest doubt.

Llewelyn said.

“Prepare for a defensive battle.”

My head turns again. This time, it’s towards the people of the pantheon.

“Let’s fight to the death.”

A smile that conveys a sense of victory. It was a confident smile, as if he had planned to do so from the beginning.

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There wasn’t much else to do after that.

However, Llewelyn did not make the mistake of being mistaken, because the grudges between the three clans and the pantheon still existed.

I was prepared to step in and wait if it seemed like such a mess was going to explode, but…

That didn’t happen.

As Llewelyn pointed out, such a thing is childish. At least humans are beings who often become childish, but a worthy person would not have become an Inquisitor in the first place and come all the way to this far-off land.

Therefore, what Llewelyn was worried about did not happen, and Llewelyn retreated behind her, feeling regretful for no reason.

‘Because I don’t know much about Suseongjeon or anything like that.’

If it were a game, it would have helped with amazing controls and initiation, but that’s not what we’re talking about.

Even if Llewellyn discussed issues such as supply, shift shifts, and formation and maintenance of defense lines, the only answer he could give was yes or no. In that case, it was better to leave and listen after everything was discussed.

So Llewelyn unintentionally left the conversation. She was naturally welcomed by the leadership, who could be said to be the core of the Ten Thousand Gods Battle, especially the one with the quickest feet.

“Sejin!”

The name being shouted out is not unfamiliar. A name that has been called longer than the name Llewelyn.

Llewellyn quickly approached and saw his sister in her arms.

She liked the warmth radiating from her arms and the unique scent of her sister. Llewelyn was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief as she was relieved of the feeling she had been having in her ill-fitting clothes.

“Sister.”

“Nothing happened, right? Maybe they did something? Why did Lorian become such a rag again?”

A sister who asks about this and that and touches her brother’s body to check.

I don’t know if it was the old Yoon Se-jin, but Llewelyn knew that this was also a part of ‘affection’.

To be exact, it was closer to jealousy, but it was something he had to experience since he accepted his sister as his sister and lover his.

And… There were also problems that could not be ignored. As her sister said, Llewelyn saw Lorian’s outfit

My clothes were torn because I was so excited when I was rolling around in bed.

The clothes were already too unconventional to be considered clothes, as the hem of the clothes was torn off and given to Llewellyn as a tissue.

The skirt was short, and the top barely covered it. Although the level of exposure was too high, it seemed like an expression of excitement rather than a frown.

It is natural for the sister to have doubts.

“That is…” .”

But that wasn’t everything.

Lucilla froze for a moment when she saw the figure walking behind Lorian.

“Emperor.”

A being that approaches without heeding Lucilla’s cold voice

Lucilla did not show any signs of feeling like she was looking in a mirror, but instead she straightened her back and glared directly at her.

Her height is the same. The body shape her is also the same. The differences are the facial expression, hair length, and clothing.

Unlike Lucilla, who preferred to dress neatly and neatly, with her long hair flowing and a fierce yet caring expression, her emperor was the exact opposite.

Her energetically cut short hair was lightly swaying in the wind, and her expression had a mysterious expression that might have been mocking.

It was a different feeling. Llewelyn saw the emperor and his sister standing face to face.

In her heart, it was nice to stand there so tightly, but she said that and she had no intention of becoming trash voluntarily. She wasn’t in that situation.

“Why are you coming here after being kicked out?”

Lucilla’s eyes turn black. Only her gray eyes shine like the moon rising at night, and the magic flowing from her body distorts space.

Nevertheless, the emperor looked at Lucilla silently, without being scared or hesitant.

It wasn’t her glaring her, but her her eyes her eyes her eyes were lightly opened, so Lucilla hesitated.

I thought it would be better to deal with this quickly.

After all, Lucilla knew herself well.

Know thyself, I didn’t know it that way. Rather, so to speak.

Could it be that her appearance had absolutely no influence on that fact? She knew that Lucilla wasn’t her.

I thought that my younger brother, Yoon Se-jin, could lust after the emperor as well. It was like an imprint she had carved all her life.

So Lucilla was on guard.

I wasn’t happy that her romantic enemies were increasing any further.

Even though her sister said that all she wanted was to laugh and live like a family, it was because Lucilla’s position was unique.

But the emperor looked exactly like Lucilla.

In fact, it was a being modeled after Lucilla.

And since it was modeled after Lucilla, it could be considered her ‘relative’her.

Although she was close to misunderstanding, Lucilla believed that the fact that she was his relative had a lot to do with her winning her her brother’s her love her her her.

Lucilla felt threatened.

The emperor laughed as if he had read such a threat.

The mouth opened. What kind of seductive words will come out, what kind of temptation will come out.

‘No, no. Sejin might say something that will have an impact on the plan.’

Lucilla tried to take action by compromising like that.

The words came faster than all that.

“It’s been a while since we last met. “Little brother.”

The Emperor’s words. Lucilla, who was about to take action, froze and flinched from the magic that Melody and Esha Terna had caught up with her.

Lu Sila tilted her head.

“… “Who is your younger brother?”

Their genealogy has not been properly organized yet.

While Llewelyn and Lorian, who had no time to say anything behind them, were watching, identical faces glared at each other.