I Became the Wrong Race

259 – People of the Pantheon (2)

“What kind of person is the Dragon King?”

That was the first question Llewelyn asked after regaining her spirit, and each of the three people who heard that question had a different expression.

Of course, only two of them can make facial expressions, but Walterok expressed clearly in his voice the expression that he would have made if he had only a face.

“It’s been a long time. Although she is not as strong as me, she is also a dragon, so she lived a long time, and she and I were usually considered the strongest two on the continent until the Sword Saint came out.”

The voice is too emotionless to be said to be painting one’s face. It was just a list of facts, and it was actually true.

Even in this pantheon, there were very few beings stronger than Balterok.

If Llewelyn did not pull off her miracle, she could not guarantee victory.

Walterok assured. They are the two strongest on the continent.

“What now?”

“If only it were a wizard, I would have the upper hand, but if not, the Dragon King would be stronger than me.”

After hearing Balterok’s words, Llewelyn nodded her head. You could tell just by looking at the martial arts that remained vivid in Llewelyn’s memory of her.

The Dragon King is a strong man. An overwhelming strongman who has accumulated skills similar to that of a swordsman.

A being who has a natural body and skills, overcoming all kinds of adversity. Llewelyn guessed the Dragon King’s attitude when she said she had finally found it.

Perhaps the destruction of the world has already begun, and the number of monsters may be enormous.

It was clear that the Dragon King was coming in this direction, catching those monsters. Llewellyn was sure.

“But… There must be a minor downward to not being able to find your way. So, it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen your face.”

She raised her head in a daze at Bal Terok’s next words.

“Take care of yourselves?”

“Hmm. It’s a shame that the elf abbot who often accommodates me helps me find my way, otherwise I would have died somewhere.”

Llewelyn’s pupils are trembling. As the possibilities that came to mind filled her mind, Llewelyn looked at the palace bag with a perplexed expression.

“The Dragon King… An enemy who has already killed one of her compatriots, a member of the necromancer.”

Although he speaks calmly, his expression conveys anger at first glance. This is because he is the head of a blood family. If he had asked the prophet, he would have been furious.

The courtier exercised self-control, suppressed his emotions, and spoke.

“However, subjugation failed time and time again, and like Balterok, Sword Saint, and Protector of the Country, we avoided it based on neglect and prohibition of access.”

“Every time?”

“Yes, every time. Even… Even though the Red Beast himself came forward, he was seriously injured and retreated.”

Llewelyn thought of Hertol.

A strong man who was able to overwhelm Llewelyn even though he suffered severe debuffs due to the blood oath.

If a person like that was in perfect condition and couldn’t break it and ran away because he was almost broken, he had to be an incredibly strong person.

“The compatriot who was murdered was also not an easy person. Among the necromancers, one of the few Mutupagos… “I think he had the upper hand because he came from the bloodline of the Yongin, who called themselves the Dragon King.”

But he died. Her court became quiet, and Llewelyn glanced down at her hands.

In her hand was the evolution of dragon slaying,

A fighting technique specialized in killing dragons by peeling off their scales, breaking them, cutting off their wings, and flying through the sky.

The Dragon King was a being who could create such martial arts.

In some ways, he was a being with more sense than Valterok or Sword Saint.

In fact, the Sword Saint is a strong person who has trained ordinary and typical things to the limit, and Walterok is the type who has deeply learned and developed his own characteristics.

It is bound to be different from a being like the Dragon King who has developed special skills to the limit.

Rather, she was similar to Llewelyn. Especially in that there are innate characteristics.

“But they often reported encountering punitive forces in strange places… “I was just wandering around.”

The palace bag looks relaxed as if a long-standing question has been resolved. Llewelyn looked at the court bag blankly and then saw Melody.

As you can see from her her initial question her her her, Llewelyn asked her.

I didn’t expect the other two to answer, and the information wasn’t as bad as I thought, so I just left it alone.

But still, Llewellyn trusted Melody more than the other two.

Using her keen senses, Melody was a little flattered when she noticed that Llewelyn’s head was moving, and the faint sound of her eyes turning to her.

Even that didn’t last long.

Melody quickly erased her proud expression and pursed her lips.

“Well, it’s a little hard to say because I know what Llewellyn is worried about…”

A girl wiggles her hands as if she is watching. She spoke with a face steeped in conflict.

“We, my sister and I, have met the Dragon King before.”

Melody hesitated, as if avoiding her eyes

“But that… AsMr. Balterok and Mr. Gungjeongbaek said… “Because I picked up something that was lost and wandering.”

Melody smiled sheepishly as if she had lost her way.

As Llewelyn felt the Dragon King being torn away from within her, she closed her eyes tightly without realizing it.

It was spring.

*

“So, the Dragon King was lost and wandering?”

It was Lorian who faced me during the strategy meeting.

She was wearing new clothes, not the dress that Llewellyn had torn, and they were so small that her buttocks could be seen at a glance, probably because they were not hers.

‘This is also provocative.’

She liked it. Llewelyn glanced at Lorian, then came to her senses when she saw Lorian lowering his head in front of her, attracting her attention.

“Okay. “He was panting among the monsters after killing them all.”

“Hmm, I see. The dragon king. He was prominent even among his clan.”

It was worth it. Isn’t she one of the three strongest people on the continent?

Of course, in some cases, the composition was changed with the Protectorate and Lucilla, but it was clear that it was not bad to call it the best on the continent.

If we narrow the scope to martial arts, he would be the undisputed strongest.

It was quite a shock to Llewelyn that she was abandoned, but it wasn’t difficult for her to accept it.

“Actually, I tried my best to keep a close eye on Lucilla, Valterok, the Sword Saint and the Dragon King. There were a few times when I tried to give chase blood magic.”

“Okay? Did it go well?”

Lorian bursts out laughing when she asked that question. She answered after adjusting the short skirt she had borrowed from Melody.

“No way. The enormous magical power flowing within the Dragon King’s body quickly pushed away the blood magic.”

It was a pity. The fact that it was engraved had to be amazing.

“But, if you see me asking that, are you going to go find it?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, given the situation, I think it might be a waste of time to go find it and come back…”

“That’s okay. “I knew it was around here.”

“Hmm?”

The scenery that Llewelyn’s senses pointed out.

The Dragon King was killing monsters in the forest. A forest covered in pure white.

It was a scene that reminded me of the place where Llewelyn first met Isla. She later heard from Servan and others that there was an ocean nearby, so it seemed like a reasonable guess that the Dragon King had come across the ocean and was wandering around in the forest.

“Okay then.”

“Huh. “I’m going to go find it, and I want you to help me.”

Then, Lorian tilted his head with an ambiguous expression. Llewelyn noticed the question she had and answered first.

“Of course, I know that Esha Terna and Isla are perfect for finding people. So I’m going to take those two too. However… From what I can see, you seem to be doing pretty well.”

“Hmm, hmm, even if I suddenly praise you…”

“Just lower the corner of your mouth and speak.”

“Queum hum!”

Lorian was visibly embarrassed but agreed.

She thought that if there were people out there who only believed in pursuing blood magic, she would not have been sent to chase down Llewelyn.

That was actually the case. Although Lorian often showed a foolish side, he was fundamentally a capable blood knight.

If the melody is a pentagonal or square person with part of it missing.

Lorian was a hexagon with one or two parts protruding.

It means that if you ask me to do anything, I will do it right away.

Of course, we can’t exclude Eshaterna, Isla, and Melody in the field of chasing and finding people.

Melody is busy. Even after Llewelyn came out, the room where the strategy meeting was held did not open.

Since Llewelyn is away, they are probably having sharp disagreements and looking for a better direction.

Llewelyn did not want to put additional burden on Melody in such a situation.

“So that’s me.”

“That’s right. It’s not like you’re not busy, but the blood knights will be able to do some of the work you can do.”

Lorian rolled his eyes bitterly at those words. Where her red eyes touched her, knights with the color of her face, skin, and hair that reminded her of her were moving busily.

Hurrying to build a wall, guiding the skeletons created by necromancers to decide where to build the wall, and cooperating with humans to exchange opinions.

Originally, they were an’inferior species’by their standards, where it would not be strange to look down on them or attack them, but thanks to Llewelyn’s orders and speeches of his, they no longer showed any signs of that. ﹥

“More than anything, I feel more comfortable when you’re nearby.”

The bitter expression on the Blood Knight’s face fills with vitality.

“Really, where is the lord who flatters his knight? How frivolous!”

Lorian grinned and hit Llewelyn on the shoulder with her fist.

Although he said that, he didn’t seem to feel bad. Rather, it would have been better.

Perhaps that was why Lorian followed Llewelyn without a word.

“Is it a walk? “I was about to pout because I only took that ugly furry four-legged animal for a walk.”

“I don’t think so. If you look at the number of people, it’s exploration or hunting.”

“It could be an assassination, right?”

“Lu, there is no need for assassination or anything like that. Just go in and do this, no matter who the opponent is… “Tush tush.”

Isla and Eshaterna were together. Perhaps it was because they had nothing to do, but Llewelyn took them to the pantheon.

A very brief outing, a walk to find the Dragon King.

I thought that would be the case, but the situation turned out differently than expected.

About 30 minutes had passed since we left the Pantheon.

When there was no change in the indicated play time.

Llewellyn found a red-scaled bipedal lizard buried in her eyes.

“Oh, the abbot is there too. “You’re dying, can I kill you?”

Next to him, there was also an elf who had collapsed in a similar manner.

Llewellyn shook her head with an expression colder than her downcast eyes.

“Let’s go back.”

That day, the Dragon King completely collapsed inside Llewelyn.

He brought a lizard to the pantheon.